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You thought life couldnât get any better. Standing in the same room with sevika, with whom you shared a special relationship with. You didnât exactly know what kind of bond you guys had, but it was one filled with pleasure and love. Which brings you back to the current moment on had, sevika leaning against her bed frame. She looked amazing as always with her powerful build as a warm glow soften the edges of her place, which stood at the heart of Zaun. Her eyes followed you, a faint smirk on her lips as she watched you approach, her usual guarded expression giving way to something more inviting, almost hungry.
"Come here," she commanded softly, her voice smooth and warm, a note of challenge woven into her words. As you climbed onto her lap, Sevika's hands settled on your waist, her fingers strong and grounding as she held you close. The slight hum of her hextech prosthetic reminded you of the power she wielded over you. You couldn't help but shiver under her touch as her gaze slowly roamed over you.
As you settled, she adjusted the strap on her hexcore, its soft glow flickering against her skin as she tilted her head, a lazy grin tugging at the corner of her mouth. She looked up at you, her eyes flickering with amusement and something deeper, a silent confidence that made you feel like she knew every reaction she could pull from you before you did. You braced yourself, anticipation thrumming through your veins as her hands tightened on your hips. The strap was long, thick and had glowy blueish veins. Just by looking at it barely inches away made you feel wild, wondering how it the world it would fit.
Sevika guided you down onto her with a firm grip, setting the pace. She filled you slowly, letting you feel every inch of her as she watched your face. The sensation was overwhelming, and you couldn't hold back a moan as you sank down. You could feel the subtle hum of her strap resonate within you. Sevika's smirk widened at your reaction, a faint chuckle escaping her as she took in every flicker of response. "Good," she murmured, her voice low and approving, fingers pressing into your hips to draw you down harder, setting a steady, demanding rhythm. "That's what I like to see... you taking all of it."
Her words made your face flush, and her hands held you tight, grounding you against her hips as she gazed down towards you. The wet, squelching sounds that your folds made filled the room, mingling with your soft moans as she urged you to keep going. Every time you tried to pull back, Sevika's grip would tighten, her gaze holding you in place. âNot so fast," she whispered, a hint of a smirk pulling at her lips. "I'm not done with you yet, we are just starting."
The intensity of her hold and the firmness of her voice left you breathless, and each time you moved, she met your rhythm with an unwavering strength, amplifying the sensations that were already overwhelming. The roughness of her hands against your hips alongside the hum of the hextech strap as she bounced you on her cock, left you trembling as you tried to keep up with her.
"Look at you," Sevika murmured, her voice a mixture of admiration and amusement as she took in your flushed cheeks and parted lips. Her eyes traced over you slowly, savoring every detail as she adjusted her grip. She placed her hands around your waist as she laced her fingers together, guiding you to a deeper angle that made you gasp. "You're something else, aren't you? Never thought you'd be able to handle all of me."
With a firm grip on your waist, Sevika shifted beneath you, her strength effortlessly flipping you over so that you were now pinned beneath her. You felt a thrill at the way she moved confidently. She loomed over you, her eyes gleaming with that familiar intensity, a mixture of dominance and affection in her gaze as she took in your flushed expression.
"You trust me, don't you?" she murmured, her voice a low, tantalizing whisper as her hands found your thighs, pushing them up toward your chest. Her grip was steady, but there was an undeniable gentleness in the way she held you, ensuring you were comfortable even as she positioned you to her liking. You barely managed a nod, but that was enough for her. With a satisfied smirk, Sevika leaned forward, planting a brief, possessive kiss on your lips before she pulled back, her gaze flicking down to where your bodies met. Her strap glowed against your wet folds as she slid it between them, you were so wet that it was completely coated with your arousal.
She shifted her hips, the intensity start to build as she pushed in deeply, her pace starting slow and measured, as if she was trying to savor each thrust. But soon enough, she picked up speed, finding a pace that left you gasping, your hands clutching onto her thick biceps as she began to push into you with a force that sent shivers through you. The bed creaked beneath you, the sound punctuating each movement. However you hardly noticed, too lost in the sensation as she pushed you closer to the edge with each rapid thrust.
As Sevika held your legs pressed up to your chest, driving into you with that unrelenting rhythm, you felt yourself unraveling under her touch. The wet, slick noises filled the room, each thrust punctuated by the steady creaking of the bed. The overwhelming sensations left you clinging to her shoulders, your voice breaking into desperate, pleading gasps. "Sevika, please," you whispered, nearly breathless, your hands gripping her broad shoulders, digging in with every surge of pleasure. "Don't stop... please, just like that... harder."
A wicked smirk crossed her face as she caught the raw desperation in your voice. "So needy," she murmured, her tone thick with satisfaction. "Look at you, begging for more. You want me to ruin you, don't you?" Sevika's hands tightened on your thighs, spreading your thighs further open as she drove into you with powerful thrusts. Her gaze never leaving your face as she took in every reaction, every shiver and gasp.
You nodded, too caught up to feel anything but the sheer need flooding through you. "Yes... please," you gasped, almost incoherent as she picked up the pace, pushing deeper and harder. Your thighs shook under her iron grip, pinned against your chest, each thrust sending a surge of sensation that left you on the edge of surrender.
Driven by the intensity, you instinctively leaned forward and bit down on her shoulder, desperate to ground yourself through the torrent of pleasure. Sevika froze for a heartbeat, her breath catching, and then she let out a deep, approving growl, her gaze dark and delighted as she felt the imprint of your teeth. "Oh, you like it rough, huh?" she murmured, her voice a husky whisper as she gazed down at you. "Good. Hold on tight, then."
Instead of slowing, she surged forward, her pace turning rapid, unyielding, her thrusts deep and forceful, spurred on by the way you clung to her. "Bite me all you want," she encouraged, her voice sultry, almost daring. "I want to hear how much you need this."
"Sevika, please-don't stop," you begged, your voice breaking into soft cries as the bed protested under her relentless rhythm, creaking with each thrust that left you gasping. "I... I need more, please... harder."
She chuckled, her fingers gripping your thighs even tighter, pressing them to your chest as she drove into you with renewed fervor, clearly enjoying every sound that escaped your lips. "Oh, you're not getting off easy," she taunted, her voice rough with pleasure. "I'm not stopping until you're completely spent... until you're begging for mercy."
Each thrust sent shockwaves through your body, drawing helpless cries from your lips that only seemed to spur her on. Her gaze flicked down between you, and a wicked grin crept onto her face as she noticed the slick, glistening mess where you were connected, a white ring forming with each deep push. "Look at this," she murmured, her voice thick with pride. "Look at the mess you're making for me."
Her words sent a shiver through you, heightening the need coursing through your veins, and you clung to her even tighter, breathless, pleading. "Please, Sevika... I can't... I can't take much more."
"There you go," she whispered, her voice a mixture of praise and satisfaction as she watched you unravel beneath her. "Taking my cock so well... just like I knew you would." Her words sent a thrill through you, and you felt yourself clench around her, your breath hitching as she continued to move with unyielding precision. Her pace only grew, each thrust bringing a fresh wave of pleasure that left you breathless, your body arching up into her as you felt the pressure building to an overwhelming peak. She noticed, of course-she noticed everything-and her smirk widened as she leaned down, her mouth brushing against your ear as she murmured, "Relax."
The way she spoke, commanding yet tender, was enough to send you over the edge. You felt yourself shudder beneath her, your release leaving a mess between you both, soaking the sheets and intensifying the slick sounds with each movement. Sevika slowed only slightly, savoring the way you trembled beneath her, her gaze filled with a rare softness as she held you close, letting the softness of the moment sink in.
As the aftermath of the moment settled over you both, Sevika shifted back just enough to look down, a smirk slowly curling at the corners of her mouth. She took in the scene beneath her the sheets soaked and rumpled, your flushed face, and the way your body still trembled slightly from the intensity of it all.
"What a mess," she murmured, a teasing glint in her eyes as she caressed her thumb along your thigh, feeling the warmth that lingered there. "Didn't know you had it in you." Her tone was low, playful, and laced with that familiar, effortless confidence. "You really couldn't hold back, could you?"
"Maybe... maybe I wouldn't have made such a mess if you hadn't been so relentless," you shot back, meeting her gaze with a playful glint of your own, though the flush on your cheeks betrayed just how affected you still were. "Besides... I think you enjoyed it just as much."
Sevika let out a low, approving chuckle, her fingers still lazily tracing over your thigh. "Oh, I enjoyed every second," she replied, leaning down until her lips brushed against the shell of your ear.
"And don't think I didn't notice how you were clinging to me, begging for more." You bit your lip, her words making your heart race again. "You're the one who kept pushing me. I... I could barely keep up," you admitted, voice soft yet tinged with playful defiance. "You make it impossible to resist."
Sevika's smirk deepened, her thumb stroking along your jawline as she took in every detail of your expression. âGood," she teased. "I want you like this-completely undone, messy, all because of me."
You shivered under her gaze, but you found yourself smiling, a bit of daring creeping into your voice. "Then maybe... next time, you should try to keep up with me."
Her brows lifted, clearly intrigued by the challenge, and her smirk softened into something warmer, more intimate. "Oh, I'm looking forward to it."
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masterbaiting, phone sex?, whiny vi, pillow riding, vibrator in a car and public.
you plan something for your whiny girlfriend vi, yet you also had something else in mind because she wasn't home; phone sex.
vi was always a cryer during sex, and oh how it got worse when she met you.
everytime she used the strap it was like she had a real cock and could feel it sliding into your tight cunt.
but she couldnt, and thats what made it 10 times hotter, she would fuck up her pace sometimes because how hard she was cryingâ than she would get embarrsed because she wasnt pleasuring you.
tonight you had a date planned, and also something else up your sleeveâ a controlled vibrator. not for you no. for vi.
you knew it would be pathetic, she would end up letting out whimpers and sobs in the resturant but who cares?
but first, you had to showerâ an everything shower because you wanted to feel good for vi, and she fuicking loved the smell of your skin when you were freshly showered, although it was sad.
because she could:t be here to shower with you.
but you did the next best thing.
you grab your phone, going into the bathroom and setting it up on the counter, facetiming vi,
she answered a little bit later, she was laying on her stomach resting her chin on the pillow, looking at the screen she had set up on her headboard.
"wo-woah baby whats the occasion?" vi mumbles., turning her head on the pillow so she can look at you, gods you were gorgeous.
"you look so pretty my love." she praises.
your face flushes, god you were supposed to be the one taking control not her, but you looked at the screen againa nd started stripping out your clothesâ your shirt first.
"im gonna shower, and youre gonna watch me since you cannot be here." you say, a hint of confidence in your voice as you strip your pants off, next goes your bra and underwear.
vi was staring at your chest, god her favorite thing other than your face was your breast, the shape and how one of them was bigger than the other.
as soon as your bra hit the floor your nipples hardened up from the cold, you turned your back to vi and startedthe showerâ as you turned back around one of your hands made its way to your mound.
you grabbed it, rolling your nipple between your fingers, letting out a shakey breath. "nghâ mph vi.." you moan out.
"hey i thought i was going to watch you shower, but no i dont mind watching you masturbait either.
you stepped into the showerâ letting the shower water run down your body as you tilted your head back, lettin gvi see your body.
"baby?" she groans out. "can i touch myself?" she whimpers out.
oh god, there she goes. shes whimpering already, fuck.
"yes baby. you may touch yourself" you add, grabbing a wash cloth and putting some body wash on there, strawberry scent to be specific.Â
you started washing your body, and as you started doing that vis hand had traveled down her body, resting her hand on her bush, fuck she was sopping wet.
"baâ baby? can you lather yourself up?" she whines out, touching her clit and running her fingers up and down her folds.
you do as she says, lathering the soap up on your body, taking the time of lathewring it on your tits and ass, you smile a littleâ but it turns into a smirkj.
"your such a slut puppy, its hot. getting off by me showering." you tease, your words laced with bitterness as you run yoiur hand down your own body.
she slide her fingers d0own to her gaping hole, the one that had been fucked sp many times by you, the tip of your strap hitting her pussy in just the right way she could almost feel it in her tummy.
violet WAS pathetic, and she knew it. she loved having her pussy abused by you
but, she slid her fingers down her sopping cunt again and slid a finger into her loose hole, curling it so she can touch the spongy part of her cunt, letting out a whimper.
"illâ ill be a nfgh.. good puppy please mommy." she whimpers out, tears filling her eyes and shes barely even gotten started.
yuo let out a slightly giggle at the sight of her, cheks flushed and god if she ahd ears they would be over her eyes right now, she was so flushed,
you let the water run over your body, letting all the soap run off of youâ revealing your tits again.
she slowly pushed the pillow under her, sliding her panties to the side as she puts her pussy ontot he pillow, slowly grinding on it and letting out whimpers, god the pillow was so soft andâ
"FUCCK!" vi whimpers out, fuck she squirted alreadyâ oh god she knew you were going to be mean.,
"you fucking slut." you say, voice dripping. "yoou squirted out of that pretty cunt without em seeing?" you scolded.
"im sorry momy! it was an accident!* she says, tears still pouring out of her eyes form when she came, it actually was an accident! she didnt mean to be a pathetic pup.
after that, maybe a hour later vi had pulled up outside of your house and you werewnt even done getting ready so you just added some perfume and stuff before she texted you "im here."Â
you walk out the house, of course yoiu wore a dress to small on purpose. you wanted too see her drool over youâ oh and to see her whine while you force her pussy to cum.
"vi." you say, but without another word you hand her the vibrator to put in.
"whaâ the fuck!?" she gasps out, but nonetheless she puts it in with a whimper and as she does that you get the app on your phone, already putting it onto the lowest setting making her jolt in her seat.
vi was fucked now, she crossed her legs but poor babys thighs were to big they still rubbed up agasitn eachother, her touching her clit in just the right way, she could come right now.
vi could feel her leg starting to shake a little bit from the stimulation, fuck.
"i hate you so much." she trembles out, stepping on the gas driving away from your house, and every stop light she would let out a littl;e whimper, some of her mascara running down her face.
you wipe the mascara away from her her cheek, baby was crying. aww.
as you get to the resturant the cold air hit your face like a ton of wind, and that just made it worse for vi, people, cold, and this fucking vibrator in her fat pussy.
she was so wrecked.
an; im sorry this is soooo short i lost motivation:( ill also be doing kinktober or just posting every other day in october!! also who wants to be in my taglist ;)!!
Since Arcane season two is about to come out, it seems right to do some spring cleaning and make a list of all the headcanons written so far! The list will be updated as I post more.
âś Ongoing Arcane ff
â "Everytime it rains" (alternative timeline)
âś The last drop tour
â Part 1 (the bar)
â Part 2 (Silco's office)
â Part 3 (Alternative timeline)
âś The ones with just one or two characters:Â
â âStroking the otherâs back comfortinglyâ [Cassandra]
â âIf we ever stop talking send me a songâ [Vander]
â âSinnersâ [Marcus]
â âThis is where the magic happensâ [Viktor]
â âI can't explain and I won't even tryâ [Jayce]
â âLips tasting like rumâ [Jayce]
â âWe wanted to be the skyâ [Ekko]
â âEkko & Vi with a transmasc S/Oâ [Ekko & Vi]
â âVi with a chubby S/Oâ [Vi]
â âThis is the sign youâve been looking forâ [Silco]
â âLook at me. Breathe, there you go.â [Silco]
â "Love is a cycle" [Powder s02E07]
â "The corner shop [Marcus]"
âś The ones with everyone or almost all of them:
â [arcane preference] founding out you were injured in crossfire
â drinking with [arcane preferences]
â Arcane men and their kinks
â [Arcane preference] reacting to their s/o gifting them sweets
â [Arcane preferences] and their s/o reacting to the cold
â [Arcane preference] finding you asleep at their workplace
â [Arcane preference] with s/o wet due to rain
â [Arcane preference] Love language
â dancing with [Arcane preferences]
â [Arcane preference] reacting to you wearing their clothes
â [Arcane preference] reacting to a s/o with a mental health issues (eating)
â [Arcane preference (girlies)] with a chubby s/o
â [Arcane preference zaunites] with a s/o from Piltover
â [Arcane preference] with a chubby s/o pt.2- cuddle time
â [Arcane preference] with a s/o with a mental issues pt.2 (the big sad)
â [Arcane preference] reacting to someone flirting with their s/o + jealousness
â [Arcane preference]reacting to their s/o calling them husband/wife for the first time
â [Arcane preference] reacting to a s/o falling asleep on their lap
â [Arcane preference]reacting to their s/o wearing parfum
â [Arcane preference]reacting to their s/o wearing mobility aids
â [Arcane Preference] And Their Favorite Hot Drink
hi !! ⥠welcome to my blog ! i love music ( esp alternative metal and death metal ) i have manymany interests and i love art! drawing, painting and writing is my forte tho + i love photography , I like / play sports like boxing and taekwondo , working out is also fun !!
â " i am bloody , raw , nerves hanging out all over the place "
Arcane â âš âą â â° âš â
Sevika: ( i dont write her 4 men ) + ranked in order of most popular â to least >>> rules at the end <<<
" Sevikas Boss " PART 1 // PART 2
" I hear your call " pirate sevika and siren reader PART 1 // PART 2 // PART 3
" Take a hint " PART 1 // PART 2
" Sail the Seven Seas " pirate sevika ! PART 1 //
" Royal Blood " PART 1 // PART 2
" Taking care of her " being her cute housewife!
" Pretty Piltie " counciler sevika meets you
" Princess " sevika doesnt like creeps
" Smokey kisses "
"Sevika, Ambessa, Grayson" HCS for them
" Cuddling the Butches "
" Council member Sevika "
" Wont lose you. "
" Late night care " bathing her
" A little love "
" Safeword " using your safeword
" My Best Friend " she is your gay awakening
" Secrets "
" Gym Day "
" First Time " virgin reader
WIPS ââ áśť đ đ°
" Dump him "
MISCELLANEOUS ââ áśť đ đ°
" Stolen Glances " ekko x reader
i write for any characters from arcane, other than minors.
im okay with light nsfw, but if you send in an nsfw, ask, and i dont answer it, its probably bc i didnt want toâ but feel free
if i dont answer your ask within a weekâ RESEND!! my ask box likes to eat my asks...help..
i don't repost on this account unless i REALLY want u guys to see it (so fanart, etc). i keep my page to just fics and original posts mostly
if you want to be mutuals, PLEASEEE ask, i wont say no i promise
ââ .⌠You, a college student, run into skateboarder!Vi on the way home from college. You exchange numbers, become friends and fall in love. Below is a masterlist is one-shots, headcanons and thoughts of your relationship.
So⌠I decided to make a Masterlist for this au because I love it and want to write more works for it <3
Note: For my taglist, they arenât included in thoughts as theyâre just small posts and I feel bad lmao. Yâall will just have to come back and check ig. Main Taglist.
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Hi Everyone! I write for Vi and Sevika from Arcane. I wanted to finally put together a list of all my works to make it easier for everyone to read. I hope you enjoy!
Header by @leilakittya
Vi images:
Let me make it up to you - NsfwÂ
 Vi was supposed to be back five days ago and you are pissedâŚmaybe she can think of a couple ways to make it up to you.
Morning Workout- Nsfw
Vi loves training at the crack of dawn. But why does she have to look so damn good doing it.
Will you be mine- sfw
Vi tracks you out miles in the snow to ask you an important question.
Iâm your Christmas present - nsfw
Christmas is almost here and Vi Is impossible to shop for Vi. What if you had the perfect gift all along.
No Nut November -nsfw
You and VI make a bet to see how long you can go without touching each other.Â
The Canary of the Underground- nsfw (OC x Vi)Â
Kat has been a singer at the last drop for awhile now. With Sevika being her boss she has met all kinds of people. And yet she has never seen this stranger before. It wouldnât hurt to get to know her a little bitâŚright?
Squeaky Clean- nsfw
You and Vi break into a house with an obnoxiously big shower...it would be a shame to let it go to waste.
Mornings with Vi- nsfw
Admiring your girlfriend's tattoos gets you a little worked up.Â
Prisoners' Privilege- nsfw
You an enforcer, are left alone with prisoner vi and a lack of sex toys.Â
Overheated- nsfw
After your car breaks down in the middle of nowhere you expect an agitating afternoon with a greasy old man. But after seeing Vi maybe engine troubles were welcomed.
Birthday Bondage - nsfwÂ
As a birthday present for one of your girlfriends Cait, Vi ties you up to try out some new toysÂ
Praise me- nsfwÂ
One day, while looking for ingredients in the forest, witch vi seems to have pissed off the forest spirit. She can be forgiven, but only if she gets on her knees to worship the goddess.
Blood Lust - nsfw
Working at a blood bank was not a typical job for a vampire. But since you have never drunk human blood, there should be no temptation. But the moment Vi's blood touches your lips you know you will never be the same.
A Sinner's Prayer - nsfw
As a preacher's daughter it is your duty to use your tongue to spread the word of God. But ever since you met Vi you have been using it for a whole lot more than that.
Overflow - nsfwÂ
Your number one enemy had become a 32-ounce water bottle paired with a seven-hour road trip. The bathroom was within your reach until a too-tight hug from Vi caused a discovery of a new kink between you two
Hit me - nsfwÂ
Seeing Vi hit stuff at the gym makes you want her to hit you just as hard...in other ways.
Mark Your Territory  - nsfwÂ
Too many women were hitting on Vi at a party. You have to make sure you leave some marks behind to claim what is yours
Back to you - sfw
It's been seven years without Vii and you both desperately want to reconnect. But why is it so hard to look her in the eyes?
Insomnia - sfwÂ
Late nights Vi turn into a mix of complicated feelings.Â
Part one
Part two (TBD)Â
Part three (TBD)
Sevika Images:Â
Games we like to play - nsfw
Who can go longer without touching each other you or Sevika?Â
Pool Girl- nsfw
You and your friend Vi have been cleaning the house of a mysterious businesswoman named Sevika all summer. When you overhear that sheâll be out of town Vi convinces you to sneak in for a late-night swim. But after a flirty game of truth or dare, Vi disappears for half an hour, and Sevika catches you in the act. Now itâs just you, a towel, and the challenge of proving how wet a pool girl can really get.Â
Helpless - nsfwÂ
You were used to the packed train and people accidentally rubbing against you but the more this woman's hands reach up your blouse the more afraid you become.
Fill me up - nsfwÂ
Living with an ex was challenging but living with Sevika was damn near impossible. And when you hear her all too familiar grunts coming from her room late at night, you can not help but listen.
Ice Ice Baby - nsfwÂ
Dom Sevika + ice + sensory deprivationÂ
Miss Me? - nsfwÂ
Your beloved General Sevika has been away for far to long. She smells of battle and musk and though she wishes to shower before touching you, you have other ideas.
You Can Take It - nsfwÂ
On your first welcome back stream, you torture Sevika for the audience's viewing pleasure.
Barefoot and Pregnant (Series) - swf and nsfw
A glimpse in the life of mommy Sevika
Mommyâs day off
The big game
Grayson imagesÂ
BRAT - nsfw
Grayson was the sheriff of your small town and a good friend of your mother. She also happens to be the hottest woman you had ever laid your eyes on and even though she may be older. You always get what you want.
Pull the trigger - nsfwÂ
Porn with little plot/Gun play/Choking/Mild degradation
Cry For Me - nsfwÂ
Running from a sheriff was never a good idea but after seeing you cry Grayson may let you off with a warning if you preform well for her.Â
Ambessa imagesÂ
Use me - nsfw
Ambessa is a very busy women. She does not have time for intimate relationships but all that pent up energy has to be let out eventually. Which is why her trusted advisor suggested a sex slave and your greedy little hole were happy to oblige.
GroupÂ
Grayson, Sevika, and AmbessaÂ
After accidentally overbooking yourself you pose a little competition to all three woman of who can fuck you the best.
i am on my knees for this man. and heâs on his knees for me. (this is roughly 5k words)
My Masterlistđą
Silco x transmasc!reader
small synopsis: reader ends up getting beaten up- bro is NOT happy. Hurt/comfort with some angst, fluffy ending :3
Warnings: very brief mention of SH
You were the one soft thing in his life. The one thing that was untouched by evil, or greed, or hate. When he found you wandering alone around an entrance into the Undercity, he knew from the moment he saw you.. you were different.
You had been giving a homeless person, probably shimmer addicted and dangerous, food. And soft words. And your time. Something he never thought heâd see. Someone so gentle they would think about sewer rats like that. Youâd gone so far as to sit next to them, pulling whatever you could out of your bag for them to have. âIâm sorry I donât have more.â You had said softly, practically sending a shiver up his spine at the time. And then you had offered to bring more tomorrow.
And so, that next day he waited at that entrance. And around that same time, you came back with an extra bag full of food. Good food. Homemade. He watched as you walked along the wall, offering some to anyone who was there. And when youâd reached the entrance.. you saw him.
âSir?â Youâd asked with a soft tone. âWould you like something to eat?â
He could see you were hesitant- as you should be. Youâd probably grown up being told of the dangers of the Undercity.. but here you stood, putting yourself in harms way for people who wouldnât do the same for you.
âHm.â He had hummed as his eyes trailed over you. âWhat is it?â He asked with a quirk of his eyebrow.
As you stepped closer to him with a shy smile, you opened your bag to show him. âOh, itâs just muffins. Nothing too special, but I thought they might help.â Reaching into your bag, you pulled out a blueberry muffin wrapped in tissue paper and offered it to him. He stared at your hand for a moment before tentatively taking it from you.
âI see.â He murmured quietly as his eyes meet your own. Stepping into the light, he walked closer to you and kept his gaze on yours. âYouâre a pretty little thing.â He mused faintly. âThis is a dangerous place, you know.â
When you saw his full face in the light you shrunk back slightly, but only for a moment. Staying still, you look right back up at him, much to his amusement. He didnât think he remembered a time when someone hadnât cowered under his gaze. âYou donât seem like the rest of themâ you said softly as your eyes scanned over his face.
âWell arenât you cleverâ he chuckled faintly. âIf any other topsider was this close to my territory.. I fear weâd have a problem.â He murmurs with a small smirk. âBut you pose no threat to me, little one.â
âYou talk like youâre in charge..â you murmur as you take a step back, eyes glancing over his slender form.
He smirked wider at your words, pulling out a cigar and a lighter. âThatâs because I am.â He muses followed by the click of his lighter.
Before he can say anything else, you suddenly pull the cigar out of his hand, leaving him stunned as he looked down at you. âDonât you know this is bad for you?â You huff as you look up at him with a scolding look. âWhat kind of leader doesnât care about his own health?â
He stares down at you completely dumbfounded. The nerve alone.. you threw him for a loop completely. Before he can think he lunges forward to try and grab the cigar, but you quickly move away, a smile forming on your lips. âHey! No- youâre not getting this backâ
Your innocence makes him sick. But your smile makes someone inside of him burn. âYou are nothing but a pestâ he growls as he stalks towards you.
When you realize how angry he looks you canât help but laugh as you walk backwards. âIâm trying to save your life hereâ you grin cheekily as you playfully try to get away from him. Before you know it youâre halfway through the threshold into the Undercity.
When Silco realizes how close you are into the dangers of Zaun he rushes forward, grabbing you by the collar of your shirt and pinning you against the stone wall. His breath is heavy as he keeps you there, staring down at you as he collects himself from his anger. âNever.. go in there alone.â He says lowly, a rough growl near your ear. âDo you understand me?â
Your smile had quickly been wiped away when he grabbed you, a surprised sound slipping past your lips when he pinned you against the wall. Looking up at him, you hesitantly nodded your head, your breathing quick and face flushed. âYes sirâ you whispered breathlessly, the tension palpable.
He didnât even know you.. but he felt protective of you. He felt like you were his. Letting go of your shirt, his eyes softened as he looked down at you and saw how your face was flushed. âForgive me.â He murmurs faintly, his eyes locked on yours.
Gazing up at him, you couldnât help but gently reach up to straighten his tie, eyes shifting to the collar of his shirt. His gaze follows your hands, silently watching as you fix his shirt. âYouâre okay.â You murmured softly. His heart skipped a beat at your words. You couldâve said âitâs okayâ.. but you said âyouâre okayâ. Words he hadnât heard in a long time.
Before you can say anything else he leans forward, hands on either side of you against the wall as his lips meet yours. A small gasp leaves you as he kisses you, but you canât stop yourself from kissing him back. It only lasted for a few moments before he pulled away begrudgingly. âCome back tomorrow.â He whispered against your ear before he took a step back and left through the threshold, leaving you standing against the wall, his cigar and your muffin left forgotten on the ground.
That was weeks ago. Now he saw you almost daily, insisting that you kept coming back. You couldâve easily denied him- returned home and never came back. But you did. You always came back. Like a moth to a flame.
You made him feel like a teenager again, revitalizing his youth. Before you he couldnât recall the last time he had been kissed. His scars and power always drove people away, understandably so. It took a silly little topsider like you to see the man he used to be.
Sneaking into his office after meetings, pulling him into random alleyways.. all just for a little time with him. He didnât know what heâd done to deserve something like you. He just hoped you would keep coming back like always.
Every day he would wait at the threshold between Piltover and Zaun. He would walk you through the Undercity, bringing you to where he could keep you all for himself. And every day you would show up with a wide smile, just happy to see him.
He always met you around noon, but one day you decided to slip into the Undercity earlier than usual. You knew he had been working hard recently, and you wanted to surprise him. Youâd woken up early just to make him a special batch of treats, hoping to cheer him up from his recent stress.
Walking into the Undercity on your own.. the one thing heâd warned you of. You were a big boy- surely you could handle yourself for one day, right? You just had to put your hood up lay low, not drawing any attention to yourself. At least.. thatâs what you thought.
You always met him at noon on the dot. For the first time in weeks you werenât here at the threshold. Silcoâs foot began to tap against the pavement with anxiety rising up inside of him. Had you finally figured out the kind of man he was? Made the smart decision to leave him and the Undercity behind?
After waiting for almost an hour he throws his cigar at the ground before turning and heading back into the Undercity. Taking his usual route to his office, he glares at anyone that dares look at him. Needless to say, he was seething. You had this hold on him- and now you were gone? Just like that? He was tempted to send Sevika to find you. But he knew he would look weak.
As he walks down one alleyway in particular, his eyes trail along the different people crouched on the ground, poor and probably shimmer addicted. He scoffs in disgust when he looks over them, seeing people begging for help.. something he swore heâd never do. Before he can turn the corner he catches a glimpse of a familiar colored bag, pausing in his stride as he looks over. That was when his heart stopped.
There you stood, hand and head resting against the dirty stone as you coughed weakly, blood dripping from your mouth. Your knees looked weak, and he could see bruises on your arms starting to form. Before he could say anything, he hears a faint noise slip past your lips. And then a few clear droplets fall onto the pavement. You were crying.
Within a second though, your sadness turned to anger. Pushing off of the wall and kicking a trashcan over, you let out a choked yell. As the volume faded, it turned into a weak sob, followed by you throwing your bag into the alleyway, which made peopleâs heads turn.
Heâd never seen you angry. Heâd never seen you cry either. It had only been a few weeks, but heâd started to believe those emotions didnât even lie within you. He was stunned into silence, his body frozen as his eyes follow your bag before looking back at where you collapsed on the ground.
âFucking take itâ you muttered hoarsely as you wipe your eye with your wrist. âTake it all.â You snap at the people eyeing your bag. âThe one thing I needed for myself- you took. Donât bite the hand that fucking feeds you.â you practically seethe. Even in your injured state- he could feel the anger. He understood it too. The pain of being kind in a world that doesnât return the same sentiment.
After a few more moments he quickly steps forward, kneeling down and pulling you against him. âWhat did I say?â He whispers against your ear, but thereâs no chastising tone in his voice. Simply guilt that he wasnât there for you.
You sniffle weakly when you realize itâs him, letting him pull you close. Resting your head on his chest, a soft sigh leaves you. âMâsorryâ you whisper weakly. âJust.. wanted to surprise you. But I messed up.â
He sighs softly as he looks over the state of you. You have a black eye and bruises on your arms.. a cut here and there. He hoists you into his arms and stands up, but as he steps away only then does he see the puddle of blood on the ground. His eyes widen and he quickly looks over you, trying to see if it was from you or not. He uses his hand to feel along your back, but only when you cry out does he realize his hand feels warm.. and wet.
Making his way through the streets as fast as he could, he made it back to the last drop, storming in where all of his usual patrons sat. When the doors slam, everyone quickly turns to see Silco standing there with you in his arms and pure rage on his face.
âIf I donât have their heads within twenty four hoursâ he practically growls as he looks around the room. âIâll pull every limb from every body in this room. Go.â
Your eyesight grows dim as you feel yourself being set on the couch in his office. You look up slightly to see Sevika standing over you, grabbing a roll of bandages. When you look to the right you see straight out of the door that leads from Silcoâs office into the alleyway. Youâd never seen him angry. Not like this. He had someone by their collar on their knees, punching them in the face repeatedly before tossing them aside with a yell.
When Sevika turns her back you stand up on shaky legs, walking towards the door the best you can. Managing to reach the doorway, you watch as Silco kicks a trashcan, letting out a yell of frustration. You didnât know how much time had passed.. but you felt more lightheaded by the second. âSil?â You say weakly, wishing he would be able to relax. His head snaps around, and when he sees you standing he quickly rushes forward and holds you up.
âSevika- I told you to watch him!â He snaps as he brings you back over to the couch. Hearing Sevikaâs sigh of frustration, you feel tears start to well in your eyes- especially as the shock starts to fade, leaving you with more pain than youâd ever experienced.
When Silco sets you down on the couch and starts to step away, you quickly reach out and grab his arm with a weak yelp of pain. âD-donât leave meâ you choke out as tears start to spill down your cheeks.
He quickly turns when he feels himself pulled back, and when he sees the tears spilling from your eyes his anger starts to mold into concern. He moves to sit next to you on the couch, pulling you into his arms. He positions you so Sevika can see your back where you had a small stab wound- probably from some dirt ridden pocket knife. He seethes at the thought of some low life leaving you in that alley. Wrapping his arms around you, one arm hooked under your own, he holds you as close as he can with your face tucked against his chest and the back of the couch.
âYouâre okayâ he murmurs softly against your ear, his breathing starting to slow from his previous anger. âShh, shh..â he says faintly as you cry in his arms. âIâll never leave.â Hearing a scoff from Sevika, he shoots her a glare. He knew he looked weak- he couldnât stand it. But the way he felt for you outweighed how others viewed him. Adjusting you slightly so Sevika can treat the wound in your back, she gestures for your shirt to be taken off. He hesitates for only a moment before helping pull your shirt off, tossing the blood stained cloth aside.
Now- you and Silco had been fooling around. But it had never gotten quite this far; shirtless, I mean. Sure, youâd made out every now and then, but he was a busy man.. curling up into him as you tried to hide your embarrassment, you tense as Sevika starts to treat the stab wound. Shaking in Silcoâs arms from the pain, you canât help but cry more. It was embarrassing.. these were two of the most powerful people in the Undercity. And here you sat, crying in front of them like a baby.
Silco could practically read your thoughts when he saw how you curled into yourself. Resting his head against your own, his breath fans out over your ear. âYou.. are so strong.â He whispers faintly so only you can hear. When he senses your confusion from his words, he pulls you a little closer. âAny other spoiled Piltover brat wouldâve laid down and taken it.â He murmurs softly. âBut I can tell you fought. My strong little thing.â He whispers against your skin.
Sighing softly, you relax in his arms slightly. âI made you cupcakes.â You whisper faintly after a few quiet moments.
Silcoâs eyebrows quirk up and he looks at Sevika for a moment before looking back down at you. âWhat?â He questions softly as he brushes a piece of hair off of your forehead.
Sniffing slightly as Sevika tapes down the bandage, you sigh. âI wanted to surprise you.â You whisper quietly, as if embarrassed. âSince you told me you guys donât.. do birthdays much down here- and youâve been working so hard.. I guess they thought my bag had money in it. When they realized it was just food they..â you trail off faintly, curling into his chest more. âI shouldâve listened to you.â
Silco practically feels his heart break as he listens to your words, looking down at you in disbelief for a few moments. When your wound is patched up well enough he motions for Sevika to leave, who does accordingly. Gently using his finger to lift your chin, he looks down into your tear filled eyes. âI will burn this whole city to the ground if I have to.â He says coldly, and you can tell he meant it. âYou will never feel unsafe again. Never. Do you understand me?â
Gazing up at him for a few seconds, you gently nod before tucking your head under his chin. The two of you sat like that for a few minutes before your voice reached his ears. âMaybe I shouldâve listened to my parents.â You whispered faintly, your shaking tone indicating how hard it was for you to admit that.
He tensed at your words, his arms tightening around you. He felt how blood rushed through his ears at the thought- the thought of you two never meeting. âNo oneâ he says lowly. âWill take you away from me.â He growled.
You shouldâve been scared. His anger shouldâve frightened you. But.. you never felt more wanted. Maybe it was problematic- or unhealthy. But you could tell he needed you. Just like you needed him. You had been overlooked your whole life. Or if you were noticed, it was for an achievement. Not for you.
When he realizes what he said, and how it may have come off.. the tension fades from his body. He hugs you closer, his lips against your hair. âForgive me.â He whispers faintly.
âDo you love me?â
His heart stopped when your words registered, and he swore the air stood still. Sitting up to get a clear look at you, he watches how you tilt your head up towards him, your soft eyes locking on his own. âLove..â he murmurs softly, looking off to the side. âIs a tricky thing.â
Gently leaning up, your lips brush against the underside of his jaw. âI think I might love you.â You murmur softly against his skin. His heart rate quickens at your words, and you can tell how he doesnât know how to handle it. Youâd only know each other for weeks- a few months at the most. Surely stealing a few kisses here and there wasnât enough to establish love?
âYou donât understand what love is.â He sighs quietly, resting his arm along the back of the couch and resting his mouth in his hand as he avoids your gaze.
Your eyes narrowed slightly at his words, and you try your best to sit up to look at him face to face. âWho are you to tell me how I feel?â
He scoffs, shaking his head as he looks at you. âWhatever you feel for me.. itâs not love. Infatuation, perhaps. Youâre too naive.â He mutters as he rubs his forehead. It hurt him to say those words, although heâd never admit it. He did love you. That much he was sure of. But is it fair? For a man like him to love again? Let alone a little thing like you.
âYouâre so full of shit.â You snap as you manage to scoot further away from him on the couch, ignoring the burning pain in your back.
He quickly looks over at you, annoyance on his face. âExcuse me?â
When you see his anger bubbling slightly, you falter for a moment. âY-Yeah.â You stutter. âYouâre- youâre not nice to anyone elseâ you say quickly as you try to think. âNot like you are to me. And Iâve never seen you be soft with someone. And here you are holding me-.â
He rolls his eyes and stands up, turning his back to you as he walks over to his desk and leaning over it as he looks out of the window. âItâs pathetic. Truly.â He mutters. âHow a spoiled little brat from topside finds one man to hug on him, and all of a sudden itâs loveâ he spits as he turns to look at you. He felt his heart ripping as he spoke. But he couldnât stop himself. âPoor little you, all touch starved and unloved.â He seethes as he pushes off of his desk, walking over to you. âYou are nothing.â He says dangerously as he steps in front of you, grabbing your chin and yanking you upward, making you yelp slightly. âNothing to me. Nothing to the world. Nothing at all.â
When he lets go of your face you quickly grab it yourself, trying to soothe the ache in your jaw. There would definitely be bruises tomorrow.. his fingerprints left indented on your skin. Tears spilled down your cheeks as he spoke, and as soon as he turned away from you, you managed to stand up and grab your shirt, walking towards the door. He watched you leave, wanted desperately to reach out and apologize. But years of hatred had festered in his heart.. stopping him completely.
It was a wonder you even made it home. At least, thatâs what you thought. Silco had Sevika tail you to make sure you didnât collapse in an alleyway. But you didnât need to know that.
Your parents were in a state when you entered the house, the both of them having dinner when they saw you standing there, battered and bloody. They immediately shacked you up in your room, calling the closest doctor to examine you.
That was four days ago. Youâve hardly left your room, deciding to stay curled up in bed, thinking about everything you did wrong. Silco had to be wrong. If you didnât love him, why the hell did it hurt this bad to not have him around?
Meanwhile, Silco was in the same boat. He still went to the threshold every day, silently hoping you would return, coming in with violent optimism and putting him in his place, making him love you. But every day.. he stood alone. It was starting to eat him up inside. He couldnât believe heâd done that to you. Said that to you. Touched you like that after promising youâd never be hurt again. Heâd gone as far as putting out his cigars on himself. Just as a reminder of what you mustâve felt- having your heart ripped to pieces by a man who was supposed to keep you safe.
Needless to say, neither of you were taking this well. Right after youâd left that day, someone had brought him the sewer rats that had beat you. He spent the next two hours doing whatever he could to make them hurt.. taking out his own frustrations as well.
Coming up on day five of no interaction, he couldnât stand it anymore. Putting on a cloak, he made his way into Piltover unnoticed. He knew where you lived thanks to Sevika, but when he saw the mansion your parents owned he knew he couldnât just knock. He managed to case the house to the best of his ability, but he got lucky. He watched as you stepped out onto your small balcony connected to your room, and he knew where to find you.
Now, donât ask about how he managed to climb up onto your balcony. Once he slid over the railing, he looked through the glass doors and found you lying in your bed, curled up into a ball under the blankets. He sighed softly when he saw how your head was hidden under the covers. He knew he must have torn your heart out. He could barely stand the thought. Managing to slip into your room silently, he rested against the wall near the balcony in case he needed to take his leave suddenly- like if your parents walked in. He pulled off his cloak and set it on your vanity before sitting in an empty chair.
What could he say to you? He knew his apologies would probably be worthless. He watched the way your body rose and fell in tandem with your soft breathing. He had never felt so alive as when watching you simply exist. Seeing you breathe, seeing you laugh.. it all reminded him of life itself. How to some.. there was good in the world.
After a few moments pass with him sitting and thinking of what to do, he suddenly hears a weak gasp. Looking up immediately, he sees you sitting up on your side with your back to him. He sees the way your body starts to rattle with sharp sobs that no doubt send shooting pain throughout your wound. You were having nightmares. And it was probably all his fault.
After a moment you turn with a wince to rest your back against the headboard, but you freeze when your eyes land on him sitting near your balcony. He saw the way your whole body tensed, and how you quickly tried to wipe your tears away so he wouldnât see. With a heavy sigh, he gently stood and walked over to your large bed, sitting on the end of it with his back to you. Resting his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands, the two of you stay quiet for a few moments, the only sounds being his tired breaths and your sniffles.
âLove is too complex of an emotion for my body to handle anymore.â His voice says quietly, but you heard him clear as day in the wide open room. âOften.. I wake up and wonder what itâs all for. Money, power.. humanity. You.. have ruined me.â He whispers faintly, his voice gravelly. âYou are everything I am not. Everything I can never be again. Please.. forgive me. Forgive a damaged fool who burns up in the presence of your light.â He murmurs through tired breaths. âYou deserve nothing as scarred as me. I wish I could say my flaws are only skin deep. But Iâm afraid my heart is as marred as my face.â
After he speaks, his voice raw with honesty, heâs left in silence. After a few long moments, he tenses as he feels your arms slide around his waist, pulling him close as your head rests on his back. âIâm just a stupid kid- like you saidâ you choke out, voice raw from how much you had been crying. âAnd youâre so.. so much more.â You sob softly, arms tightening around him as you bury your face against his shirt. âYouâre beautiful. Especially when youâre broken.â You add through tears, giving him the hug you always wished someone would give you.
Shaky breaths slip past his lips as he tries to comprehend your words. God, how he missed feeling human. Once he manages to breathe again, he gently turns onto the bed, grabbing you from behind him and pulling you to rest over his lap. Your legs hang over his thigh, still on the bed as he presses his forehead against your own, one arm around your shoulders and the other around your hips. âI donât know what I did to deserve you.â He chokes out softly, his eyes closing as his hands rub over your clothed skin.
Sighing softly when he pulls you into his lap, you canât help but snuggle into him with a weak yawn. Your face was red and tear stained.. you looked like youâd barely slept. âMy parents will kill you if they find you here.â You chuckle weakly against his chest. âYouâre not exactly the kind of guy they want me to bring home.â
With a weak smile crossing his face, he presses his lips against your forehead gently. âI would trust their judgement.â He murmurs as he gently rocks you back and forth ever so slightly. âYou shouldnât forgive me so easilyâ he whispers against your hair. âYou deserve better than that.â
Sighing softly, you lean up to press your lips to the underside of his jaw. âYeah.. well. Believe it or not, I still feel safest with you.â You murmur tiredly. With a faint sigh he gently picks you up, walking around the length of your bed and setting you down, your head resting against your pillows. Yawning gently, you snuggle into your blankets and the pile of stuffed animals next to you. âgo lock the doorâ you order sleepily.
With a faint chuckle he follows your command, locking your bedroom door before he walks back over to where you lay in your bed. Bending down to slip off his shoes, he moves to lay underneath the covers with you, pulling you into his arms with a contented sigh. âIs this alright?â He murmurs softly.
Cuddling into his hold, you nod as your eyes start to close. âif you hear my parents just wake me up and hide under the bed.â You say faintly, melting into his arms as he keeps you warm.
Smiling against your hair he places a kiss to your forehead, his hand reaching up to rub your upper back soothingly. âDonât worry.â He whispers against your skin. âThis is our little secret.â
