Thread: Call to Service [DeliciousLust//Frost]

Hana gasped loudly when she found herself before one of the great legends of Overwatch. Prior to answering the door, she had thought it might have been the lousy landlord demanding some more money from her for a second-rate crash pad or, at worst, could have been some creepy stalker that was trying to track her down from her streams. She was easily ready to deal with both, in the middle of a live stream. The last person she expected was to find herself before both a professional soldier and a celebrity, which perhaps mirror much of the qualities found in herself in a male counterpart. Perhaps, except the sexcapades on stream channel. He even called her name and spoke her language, which added more to her awe over her sudden guest with a personal touch. She almost didn't even notice herself taking conscious steps back from the door to give Warlock further space and allow him in if he wanted to. Her eyes remained fixated on him, scanning him up and down to catch every detail of both his physique and personal hardware, there was so much to take in at once. She slowly enunciated in English netspeak to capitalize on the occasion. Oh. Em. Eff. Gee! No, no! I don't mind at all! Please come in and have a seat Warlock! I'm not busy, not too busy to have you here. Just don't mind the mess around here. She quickly managed to say in her ethnic language again. Her eyes quickly darted back to the bedroom where she was broadcasting from and the slight mess around the rented apartment at the moment. This wasn't her main address of residence, as the money she made from her hobbies allowed her to afford a few places where she could live out her alternate persona or just get some peace and quiet away from her normal routine. However, none of her residences were exactly very glamorous as it cost a fortune to get a good place in downtown Seoul. She almost didn't notice what she was dressed as the shy persona of Yeon almost evaporated away and was replaced with Hana. Gesturing with her hand, she motioned toward the couch of the living room if he wanted to have a seat. She was still rather aroused from her activity earlier, even though she was caught off guard by a guest that she respected and revered by his accolades. The blush she had from her live stream still remained on her face, easily evident past those thick glasses that she wore for her sexy and geeky school girl persona. She was wet with her folds soaked from riding the dildo for a while and her sex ached for attention, little wet droplets had indeed rolled down from her thighs to the tops of her stockings. Squeezing her thighs together, she tried to change gears away from the dirty acts she did earlier. However, desire still remained in her thoughts when she was faced with a figure that both very real and easily reachable at the moment. She wasn't embarrassed for herself, but more ashamed that she was caught off guard with her own personal pleasure that she wasn't able to see to a very important guest on such short notice. Taking off her glasses from her face and casting them aside, her bright and vibrant eyes remained intent on Warlock, rather curious about the enigma of the mysterious celebrity and her mind began to fantasise about his identity. In person, he looked much more dashing than the media depicted him and she didn't know any more of him than anyone else. When the folder was offered over to her, she eagerly reached over and took it in her hands. It was hard to pull her eyes from Warlock, but she didn't want to waste his time any further when there was important business here. She opened the folder and gave the content a quick read, eating up all the information that was given to her, leaving a few streaks of moisture on the first few pages with her damp fingers. She knew so little about the company that this Miss Valentine owned, as there were a great number of corporations that took to the business of war. One of the successes of Overwatch was that it did spur other countries to advance to new heights in technology, while the quality of life improved, war and arms were always the on the forefront of advancement. She had heard that that's what some of the members of Overwatch were doing as of late, branching their careers elsewhere into the private sector when they disappeared from the public. While this wasn't anything new, it seemed that she was personally invited to work for one of these mega-corporations, the same place where Warlock was employed at the moment. Her heart began to flutter, finding an opportunity to challenge herself further. It was like she found a new level in life with a difficult setting catered to her skills. Not only that, that added perk was that she got to work alongside the famous Warlock! When she had finally finished going through the contents at a breakneck speed, she shut the folder and her eyes darted to Warlock. There was so much opportunity she could see in this offer, it was like she was given a wish that was served on a gold platter by a technologically advanced soldier. However, there were so many questions in her thoughts. The salary offer that was made clear and it was a very generous offer in that, but she didn't know of her specific responsibilities beyond serving Miss Valentine directly as her attache. She put on her best charming smile at Warlock and slid closer to him, perhaps far closer than polite distance when she slowly great more comfortable to his presence. There are some things you could say and do for me. I want to know what I'd be doing for Miss Valentine exactly, and if I would get to serve alongside you. I want to know about the perks of the job and whether or not there will be some downtime for other things...I take playing, fucking, and honing my skills very seriously! I don't take standing around very well, even if it military duty!