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Goddesses of Egypt	By : lesbiaN7ncest Category: +M through R > Overwatch Views: 10370 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Overwatch, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Two ambitious young women returned to a laboratory, their minds racing with ideas and their senses on fire. On one hand was Dr. Angela Ziegler whose gray matter sparked beneath blonde flowing locks with scientific possibilities, fantasies of braving danger to save lives on wings of light and how improvements and further scientific advancements in the field of medicine could be made thanks to their successful prototype test. On the other was Fareeha Amari who looked at the enlivened doctor and had completely different ideas and senses on fire. Angela didn't seem to notice the way Fareeha looked at her with an almost predatory glance, too focused on their test flight and what it could mean. As the Egyptian girl began to slowly help her remove the pieces of armor one by one Angela rattled on and on about what the suit and their accomplishment could mean for medical science, saving lives and Overwatch. She missed the burning fire in the other woman's eyes, the significant glances, the tongue sliding across an upper lip slowly in anticipation. Fareeha was interested in the project and saving lives for sure, but at this moment she had a far more personal interest and something else stimulated her senses.
Angela was just starting to calm down and come back down to earth before Fareeha made her first move. The Swiss woman slipped off the last piece of armor and turned around to the Egyptian girl to allow her tight body stocking to be removed. Fareeha obliged, swallowing loudly to coat a seemingly dry throat before she ran her fingers down the center of Angela's back and exposed a line of pale pearly skin beneath. Fareeha moved her hands back up to Angela's shoulder and proceeded to peel the garment off of them before she ran her palms and fingers down and across Angela's bare back. The blonde European gasped slightly at the touch, a tingle being sent down her spine that made her shudder slightly.
"You have such beautiful, soft skin," Fareeha lilted.
Angela found a warmth come to her cheeks. "Th-th-thank you," she managed to get out.
Angela then gasped even louder as she felt a soft, warm and slightly moist sensation on the back of her left shoulder, along with a more subtle tickle across the back of her neck and cheek. A tiny wet smacking sound emanated from the behind her left ear and she felt another shiver and warmth run through her as it landed again slightly lower.
"Fareeha!" Angela managed to get out in a breathy whisper. She sounded surprised and annoyed, but also like other emotions were threatening to overwhelm them. "Wh-what are you doing?"
There was a pleasant moan from behind Angela as a third kiss was placed on her upper back. "Something I have wanted to do for weeks," Fareeha said with a hungry hiss. "Something I can no longer resist."
Angela started to turn her head, opening her mouth to say something. The words caught in her throat before they could even form one word however as Fareeha's soft lips pressed into the side of her slender neck. Angela started to make a pleasant moan, but then stopped herself and cleared her throat. "Fareeha... no..." she began. "We zhouldn't do this."
"But I can't help myself," Fareeha said, and she ran her tongue up the left of Angela's neck until it touched the blonde roots just behind the Swiss woman's ear. "I've fallen for you Dr. Ziegler," Fareeha whispered.
Fareeha bit gently on the doctor's left earlobe, making the woman groan in a mix of pleasure and protest. Her hands in the meantime slid up to where the edge of Angela's opened bodysuit were, right at where shoulder became upper arm. Fareeha's fingers slid between fabric and skin and she gently slid the material down Angela's slender arms. As the clothing descended it peeled at the front from Angela's soft and prominent breasts, stopping just as the woman's navel appeared. Fareeha pressed herself into Angela and as the doctor turned her head slightly more to look back over her shoulder at the Egyptian beauty with one sapphire eye, Fareeha placed a kiss on her blight pink cheek.
"This is wrong," Angela said breathily, her conviction not as strong as she wanted it to be. "I'm with zomebody. I zhouldn't be doing this."
Fareeha smiled and kissed Angela's jaw as her arms wrapped around Angela's stomach and she pulled her body against Angela's back to squeeze them together. Angela gasped again as she felt Fareeha's breasts press into her bare back at around the same time as the Egyptian's hands raised up to cup her own in them. Angela looked down at her bosom with wide eyes and Fareeha drew in her fingers again to squeeze the firm, pliant orbs. Fareeha rested her chin on Angela's left shoulder with a gratified expression on her face, looking down at them too as Angela bit down on her bottom lip and just cursed herself for enjoying this so much.
"These are beautiful Angela," Fareeha uttered softly. "You're so utterly perfect."
After a little more squeezing Fareeha's index fingers and thumbs drew up towards the pink-tipped peaks of the fleshy globes and rolled and pinched them. Angela cried out in both protest and pleasure, tears starting to form in her brilliant blue eyes and her heart racing.
"Fareeha... please!" she begged. "Wh-what would your mother zay if she found out?!"
Angela didn't reveal the full extent as to exactly why that would be such a bad thing, but merely hoped that her mother's disapproval would be enough alone to make her maybe back down. The fact was however, it would have to be Fareeha who stopped this because Angela couldn't bring herself to do anything but protest verbally. And those protests were getting harder with each moment.
"My mother often disapproves of my decisions," Fareeha said between kisses on Angela's jaw, neck and shoulders. "And I'm persistent Angela." She kissed the Swiss woman's cheek. "Once I set a target in my sights, I don't give up on it."
"But I don't want this," Angela said with another shudder and followed by a moan that betrayed the protest almost instantly. "Please don't do this."
Fareeha could hear the desperation in Angela's voice, and the fact she was more trying to convince herself than convince her. That said she did not want to take the chance that her observations were fogged by bias, desire and passion so she let go of Angela's breasts and backed off slightly. Angela stood frozen for a moment, wondering what was going on, but then she felt Fareeha's hands upon her upper arms again and a blur of vision as the Egyptian woman turned her around to face her. Fareeha cupped Angela's chin and leaned in close. Angela flinched slightly, expecting a kiss from the Amari girl, but instead Fareeha's face stopped a few inches short and just stayed there. Fareeha looked straight into the Swiss woman's eyes, as if she were studying them. The fire and hunger was still in the deep brown-irised globes that met her icy blue ones, but there was now something else.
Fareeha was silent the whole time, then she leaned back and smiled at Angela. "I'd never do anything to you that you wouldn't want," she said with a warm smile, stroking Angela's cheek softly in one hand.
Angela found herself smiling back awkwardly, but then her eyes seemed to double in size soon after and her mouth opened in a circular shape as Fareeha reached down to grab the hem of her own blue tank top and she thrust the garment up and over her shoulders and head, tossing it to the side. While the action was swift to Angela is seemed to occur in slow-motion, Fareeha's now completely bared breasts bobbing free of the restraints before her and her ebony hair swaying up before gravity and tension swung it back down around her cheeks. Angela's eyes roamed about Fareeha's coffee colored skin, focusing on her luscious chest for a moment before roaming up to see a confident smirk and the eyes of a predator. The tip of a pink, moist tongue ran along the edge of Fareeha's upper lip and she strode forward towards her target.
Angela backed up, but didn't find herself getting far as her back met a wall. She pressed herself into it with a gasp as Fareeha pressed up against her, leaning in until their faces were not even and inch apart. Fareeha's eyes roamed over Angela's reddening face before their eyes locked once more, and as the Egyptian woman spoke Angela could feel each word as a warm puff against her small pink lips. "But I think that you want this Angela. You try to deny it, but you do don't you?"
Angela didn't say a word or make a gesture. She gulped as Fareeha raised both eyebrows expectantly, and after a few seconds of silence and exchanged looks she gasped as she felt something warm and soft press gently against her stomach, centered right on her navel. A few seconds of tactile sensation analysis allowed her to work out it was Fareeha's palm and fingers, her right one specifically. Fareeha had pressed her hand to her stomach with the fingers pointing downwards. Fareeha backed up a little and looked down, then back to Angela. The look told Angela that Fareeha was encouraging her to look down too, so she did for a moment before the sensation of Fareeha's left hand stroking her cheek brought her attention back to the Egyptian's face.
"I don't want to hurt you though Angela," she said earnestly. "So to be absolutely sure I put the choice in your hands."
Angela felt the palm on her tummy shift, ever so slightly. Her eyes descended and widened as the implications were already clear and Fareeha confirmed them a moment later. "I'd guess you will have about twenty seconds after I've finished this sentence before my fingers reach their, what I would suspect to be, rather slippery target," Fareeha said sensually. "All you need to do is grab my hand and stop me, and I'll do as you say and back off."
Angela's oculi darted back up to meet Fareeha's again and her whole body grew warm and tingly. Fareeha's eyelids half-closed as she seemed to stare right into Angela's soul itself and the had the most bewitching smile. Fareeha's lips twisted in what felt like slow-motion to Angela as she spoke again. "Ten."
Angela's heart skipped a beat and she felt the tip of Fareeha's fingers touch the edge of the body stocking.
"Nine," Fareeha said.
Angela gasped as the three most prominent fingers slipped under the fabric and began their descent further.
"Eight."
Angela bit her bottom lip as Fareeha licked her own, and a wrist slipped down to return cool air to Angela's belly button.
"Seven," the Egyptian hissed.
"Angela exhaled and leaned forward a little, her nose bumping Fareeha's. The first knuckle slid into the fabric.
"Six," came the count.
A tear rolled down Angela's left cheek and she let out a grunt. Fareeha smiled and her stare intensified.
"F-"
The Egyptian was cut off suddenly as a set of fingers wrapped around her right wrist and squeezed tightly. The world seemed to freeze for a while, silence and stillness around them. Angela stared deeply into Fareeha's eyes and saw surprise in the widening ovals, followed by what appeared to be disappointment. That changed however as Angela's own stare intensified and her eyes seemed to flicker and glow with blue fire. Fareeha looked briefly confused but then saw Angela lick her lips and felt the shift of movement around her wrist. Angela was now encouraging Fareeha's palm and fingers to slide further down instead of stopping, as she directly guided the Egyptian's hand down between her legs. Fareeha's heart seemed to jumpstart at the revelation and she felt electricity surge through her as the Swiss woman at her mercy gave her the most sensual and encouraging smile. There was no doubt now, Dr. Ziegler wanted this, for better or worse.
The tightness of the surrounding fabric made the descent a little less easy than anticipated by either of them, but time seemed to return to normal as Fareeha's fingertips found wetness and Angela's gasped out loudly in response. "Oh Fareeha!" she followed up with, wrapping her arms around the shoulders of the one pleasuring her. Fareeha couldn't believe how ecstatic she was feeling right now and she laughed and pressed on, curving her fingers down and inwards between slithery fabric and skin. Their foreheads pressed together and Angela gasped even louder as Fareeha's two middle fingers entered her lubricious crease. Fareeha shuddered at the feeling of Angela writhing under her touches and she began to pump the fingers back and forth within the Swiss girl, while the outer ones stimulated the vulva. Angela began to pant, squeak and moan even more.
"Oh yes! Oh Fareeha! Oh pleaze don't ztop!"
"You're so beautiful Angela," Fareeha said as she tilted her head slightly. "I've never felt so wonderful before. This is heaven and you are my angel."
Angela opened her eyes as she rocked against Fareeha and looked into the young Amari girl's eyes. Up close like this she could see even more of Ana in her as the girl smiled, with such earnest love in her eyes. She could tell Fareeha meant every word of what she had said and Angela's heart warmed at the thought. The guilt she was feeling for doing this melted away even more and she felt the first notions that she was starting to not only lust for this girl but actually fall in love with her right then and there. Angela let out a bubbly laugh of joy as tears of happiness formed in her eyes and she moved her hands from Fareeha's shoulders to the back of the girl's head.
"You are extraordinary," she told Fareeha before leaned down and in to bring their lips together in their first open-mouthed kiss.
Fareeha melted into Angela and pulled her even closer, their tongues sliding together as trickles of salty liquid ran down both their cheeks. Angela shifted her weight a little, then with a slight jump wrapped her thighs around Fareeha's waist. The movement caused Fareeha's fingers to push even deeper inside her and the kiss was broken as Angela sang out in pleasure, throwing her head back. Fareeha kissed Angela's throat as the Swiss woman grunted, and began pumping even harder. Angela moaned again and desire burned even brighter in her eyes before she pulled Fareeha into a primal kiss. It didn't take much longer for Fareeha to bring Angela to her climax, the Swiss woman coming against her hand and wrapping herself tightly around Fareeha until she shuddered out the last of it.
Breathing in ragged gasps with her hair tousled and her skin glistening with sweat, Angela leaned back and smiled at Fareeha. Fareeha returned the smile, a look of extreme satisfaction across her features. "Thank you," Angela said warmly before she leaned into kiss Fareeha in a soft, sensual and cherishing manner that while not as passionate as some of the previous exchanges was more genuine and loving. A wicked smile came to Angela's face as she leaned back, her eyes roaming down Fareeha's half-exposed body as she bit her lower lip suggestively. "Now it's my turn to have zome fun, and your turn to receive zome pleasure," the doctor told Fareeha seductively as she began to guide Fareeha backwards slowly. "Doctor's orders."
Angela lowered her face towards Fareeha's chest and latched onto a nipple with her mouth. Fareeha gasped as her new Swiss lover sucked, nibbled and nipped at the teat for a while before moving to the other one. As Angela's lips, tongue and teeth caressed Fareeha's breasts, her slender fingers slipped into the hem of Fareeha's tracksuit pants at the waist. She gradually encouraged them down to just above Fareeha's knees, then abandoned the breasts with a knowing smile to start trailing kisses down Fareeha's toned stomach. Angela lifted Fareeha's left leg to slide the trouser leg off that one, then did the same for the right leg to discard the pants entirely. Shoes and socks were quickly abandoned, and all that remained was Fareeha's light blue panties. Angela noticed a darker patch at the crotch and looked up at Fareeha's face cheekily before she ran a finger along the nadir of the damp undergarments from back to front. Fareeha shuddered at the sensation and Angela shivered at the sight herself before she brought the finger towards her mouth. She slowly parted her lips and extended her tongue, then placed the underside of the glistening index finger upon the top of the mouth muscle and dragged it along it with a satisfied moan, like she were tasting some delectable dessert.
As Fareeha stared down with wide eyes and a heart beating so fast she wouldn't be surprised if it exploded, Angela curled her fingers around the thinnest section of material at the edges of Fareeha's hips and pulled downwards. The material folded downwards, peeling off at the final moments of skin-to-cloth contact with a final strand of thin liquid between them before it too snapped. Mercy inhaled deeply as the thin cloth formerly covering the slick folds before her descended to the floor, her hands tossing them aside casually before they wrapped around the curve of Fareeha's soft buttocks. Fareeha parted her legs slightly as Angela looked to her again with a smile, biting her bottom lip in anticipation.
"I can't believe this is happening," she said down to Angela in awe, another set of tears forming. "This is like a dream."
"Truzt me Fareeha," Angela said with a blush. "In a few zeconds you will realize that this will feel zo much better than any dream."
Fareeha made a nervous laugh and Angela winked at her, lowered her gaze and leaned forwards. Fareeha threw her head back in a moan she thought would break the nearby beakers and test tubes as Angela's firm tongue ran its way along her folds before sliding between them. Fareeha had never felt anything this sensational in her life, and she had already thought the moment prior to this had eclipsed all prior experiences by at least a hundred times. Angela was both sensual and relentless as her mouth teased, pleasured and stimulated all the nerves between Fareeha's thighs. Fareeha called her name out several times, even saying that she loved her repeatedly. Before long it became too much and her legs began to give out on her. Sensing this Angela lifted Fareeha's thighs up on her shoulders to slide her up onto a bench behind her, casting aside the small amount of items atop it which clattered and clinked to the floor. Angela pressed her face in even more, leaving Fareeha gasping and panting, reaching down to run the source of her pleasure's pale golden locks through her fingers. Fareeha screamed out one final time, her eyes open fully to the ceiling as Angela pushed her over the brink and she let loose into the Swiss woman's mouth.
Fareeha leaned back against the wall beyond the bench, half slumped on each. Angela emerged with a satisfied and caring expression and leaned in to embrace Fareeha. The two just lay there in each other's arms for a while, Angela eventually leaning in to kiss Fareeha and give the girl a taste of her own honey in the process. At first it seemed a bit odd to the Egyptian woman, but as she looked at Angela's loving visage she couldn't help but smile and return the kiss. For the next few minutes all seemed well with the world with both women, but it wasn't long until doubts and guilt began to snake its way into Angela's mind. She'd just experienced one of the greatest moments of her life and a genuine emotional encounter with a woman she was starting to develop real feelings for. But she was already with Ana, and loved Ana very much. Whether it was possible to be in love with two people was not so much Angela's concern, but how Ana would feel about what she'd done was. To make matters worse she'd essentially cheated on Ana with her daughter, one she was supposed to take care of and mentor.
Whatever was to come, Angela knew there would be a lot of soul searching for her over the next few days. And she knew no matter what happened, she'd have to confront the issue head-on. She wasn't sure how, but she decided then and there that no matter what happened, come a week's time she would tell Ana what she and Fareeha had done. She owed Ana at least that much. And on top of that she would need to tell Fareeha about her and Ana's relationship. This wasn't going to be easy, and she feared losing either of them. But she knew she would probably have to lose one at the very least. The question was, which one?
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