#korvika

This is a little sketch I wanted to do, and it ended up being a big ass fic, with what I kickstart off the story of Kore and Sevika.

Aaand here is a little teaser from the fic, which tells the story of Sevika and Kore's first night together!

You can read the full stuff on my P*treon! (and the uncensored drawing is there too^^)

I will devour you

tw: smut, a little bit of angst at the end

“We are almost there!” Kore’s voice pulled Sevika back to reality. The streets were almost empty, few minutes ago two enforcers passed by, but they just politely nodded and walked away.

Many sleepless nights, stolen kisses, rushed touches led to this day – Kore made it clear, she was only willing to make love with someone who is committed to a relationship, she was done with one-night-stands. Sevika appreciated Kore’s honesty, but she also knew she was not a girlfriend material, and Sevika made it clear – Zaun always comes first. And despite their better judgement, they agreed on giving that – whatever it was between them – a try.

“Up the stairs, come!” Sevika just smiled and followed the lovely ass of Kore, which was in front of her, now that they were walking up the stairs.

Kore’s apartment was not big – in a sense how other people in Piltover lived. The apartment had a balcony, two bedrooms, her own, and a guest bedroom, two bathrooms, a kitchen, and a living room. The walls were almost not visible; the rooms were covered in different kind and sized plants.

“It’s… cozy.” the compliment left Sevika’s mouth as she looked around. “It’s… so you?”

“You mean batshit crazy?” Kore’s giggle warmed Sevika’s heart.

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Korvika having fun with the hexstrap.

Korvika on New Years Eve

Sevika always loved the sights of fireworks, but as she grew older, the sounds of the fireworks started to remind her of the sound of shooting, explosions, fights, war and blood on her tongue. With time she started to detest fireworks, even though she always watched them with adoration when she was younger.

After Kore realized this is not just one of Sevika’s vagaries, she found a way so Sevika would be still able to see the pretty lights dancing in the air, but with a much less noise. The first time Sevika saw the sparkler go off in her hand it took her back to the days, when her parents would gather her and her siblings, walk to the edge of Zaun to watch the pretty fireworks going off in Piltover, whenever a big event was closing in the city.