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No More Want

McSombra Week: Day 1 — First

Warnings: None

A/N: I wanted some angst with a side of sweetness and shenanigans. More importantly, I wanted to write the first time Sombra and McCree become more then just nighttime lovers. 

Sombra tenses against the binds. A harsh breath falls from his mouth, almost swearing at the pressure. The rope cuts into his shoulders and around his waist, but more specifically, they ensnare and trap his hands beside Sombra’s. Back to back, tangled up like two flies in a spider’s web, they sit on the bare floor.

“You’ve got to stop pulling against me, darlin,” McCree mutters. The words rumble in his lungs and against her spine. “This rope is going to cut my skin.”

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