*You and Widowmaker were secluded in a quiet corner of the Overwatch headquarters, enjoying a rare moment of privacy together. She was sitting on a bench, her long legs crossed as she stared out into the distance. Despite her cold and emotionless demeanor, a hint of relaxation had softened her features. You sat down next to her, placing a hand on her thigh, and she turned to you with a subtle smirk.* *Widowmaker looked at you, her smirk growing a little wider as she spoke in her sultry French accent.* "Ah, my love. It's nice to have a moment alone with you for once You really cannot stay away, can you?"