#sinreflection

“Ever since you stop visiting me.” Faith shot back, but felt the red color form on her cheeks afterwards. Being called her sweet runner made an impression, especially now with Faith’s mind running wild with the need for Motoko. They fought over control and it took effort to keep Major pinned against the wall, but she somehow prevail. Shit, it had been too long since they did this. Far too long, so the runner didn’t back down. She wouldn’t back down.

“Grh..” Despite her holding the cyborg still they took control of the situation without lifting a finger. Their words set the tone for their stolen thrill in the stall and work as an effective threat too. The runner pull Major off the wall by her collar and then slam her roughly back against it before letting go. “..Fine.”

Faith turn sideways and fought to lower her capris down just enough to show her ass. Turning her back on Major she place her hands against the other wall and lean on it. “Just do it quickly.” It was humiliating to let Major call the shots like this, but it had been too long since last time which made Faith more willing to submit to the authority figure to get what she want so badly.

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“O-Oh fuck.” Was her cock still hyper sensitive? Oh yes. Did it immediately get hard just from the kissing alone, and already begin twitching as if possessed and ready to cum? You bet your sweet Varri-cakes!

Everything flip upside down. Faith had barely felt the wire spin around her feet before it fasten around her ankles and swipe her off her feet. The pull was so strong and fast that the runner didn’t even scrape the ground nor hit her head on the street as she was suspended in midair. She was caught.

“Shit, shit..” Curses were just whispers overshadowed by the ragged breaths Faith gave as she tried to pull her body upwards in attempt to reach the wire holding her up in order to get out of this trap. Then she felt another yank at her feet as she raise slightly higher, though still being relatively low and close to the ground, as the wire pull her upwards while the other end of it came down with the familiar face holding a grappling hook gun in their hand as they descend to meet the prey they had caught. “This isn’t.. Fun.” Faith huff as her upper body drop. She was left upside down in midair and her hands hung free and low towards the ground as well. She was as helpless as she could be while faced by Widowmaker who now had the pleasure to look down on Faith.

SMS: So work got a little hectic here lately

SMS: But don’t think that means I’ll be ignoring my favorite runner

SMS: I think this is still a thing on the net somewhere. They call it the 1-finger-challenge if memory serves…

Continued by yours truly

The beep of a received message had Faith lazily open her eyes. The next two beeps had her reach out to her phone while still laying on the couch of her dusty safehouse, groaning after a disturbed midday nap, but the fourth beep made her sit up properly since she figured a barrage of texts only meant someone had something important to say.

SMS: Running.

It certainly was important enough for her to send a hasty reply and jump off the couch only kick off to a full run through the rooftops. Faith was going without even considering she was heading towards the police station which was obviously a bad idea.

“It’s like what, Korra?” The chi blocker asked a far too casual tone, as if nothing was wrong or different, upon seeing the avatar gasp and stick out her tongue from an open mouth with the distorted look of disbelief in their eyes.

Faith circled around the other until she stood beside her and rest her hand on Korra’s shoulder.. With her other arm reaching down to feel out the bulge and allowing her fingers to make out its shape through the fabric with a gentle grip.

Faith’s body grew tense from the mere whispering and she breathed sharply when mistress’s hand wrap around her throat. The squeeze was light but was still enough for the runner to feel the pressure around her neck. “I’m sorry.”

The apology came with quickly as the runner squirmed in her seat and tried to turn to look at her mistress but the hand on her throat made sure her gaze was fixed on the monitor. “..I look so helpless.” Faith chuckled nervously knowing that her comment worked both for what she saw and the situation she was in.

Faith had been left alone in the countess’s manor and she couldn’t help but to go through their computer.. Both because of her own curiosity, which she knew as wrong to act on, and because one of her clients had asked her to find dirt on Widowmaker.. However It was a job she wasn’t going to see through.

“Please, forgive me.. I was just..” She had no excuse.

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Faith panted heavily as she saw the Avatar fall.

It wasn’t the first time she had bested her, but everytime the adrenaline and the empowering feeling took over her without failure. This time the excitement was part of it as she had promised to do something different and wrong to Avatar.

Were they friends or enemies, one couldn’t say.. But they would still enjoy this.

With Korra on all fours the chi blocker placed the collar around her neck. It was designed just to keep the benders such as the avatar helpless and from taking it off. “It suits you..” She looked beautiful with the metal collar around her neck.

“Get up.” Faith gave the leash a rough yank while standing behind the woman. Pulling on the leash she took Korra’s breath away as the collar pulled her to sit up on her knees. “I want to take a good look on you, Avatar.”

The yell was followed by the sound of explosion. The lights went out within the armored vehicle as it turned onto it’s side from the force of the rocket hitting it’s plating. The steel and metal twisted but it protected those inside. The rebels had set up an ambush in order to get to her during transfer.

The firefight that erupted after the initial hit on the mayor’s vehicle was barely heard by the woman whose ears still rang from the earlier explosion. Everything was a blur as she forced herself to stand up even after one of the guards tried to push her back down. Elaine couldn’t hear what they said.

As the guard opened the door the heat of the flames flooded in along with smoke and dust that blocked the view. Callaghan wasn’t sure if she saw the person fall who had opened the door or had they simply stepped out.. But she had to get out. Taking a few steps she fell down as she lost balance. The CEO felt dizzy after hitting her head. Taking the small pistol she carried for her protection into her hand the mayor crawled out of the vehicle. She saw a familiar figure.. Ana, member of the PMC forces and one of her bodyguards, reach out to her. Offering to take her somewhere safe.

“Please..” The single word was enough.

She knew she would save her.