#s.oulwrites

"It'd be nice, right? To have school here?"

You crossed your legs, tucking your skirt under your knees, side eyeing the girl on the ledge who stared into the distance. You waited for an answer or any reaction from her, continuing when she didn’t respond.

"My sister used to work as a cleaner in Piltover. She would steal books for me and teach me how to read and write a bit. I do like to sit with my younger siblings and teach them too but there's only so much I know."

Once again, she didn’t respond, leaving the only sounds you heard to be the rustling of Zaun. However, you didn’t quit.

"Maybe one day when I'm older I'll be smart enough to have a school."

"You are smarter than most." A younger Sevika finally said, now facing you and not the abyss that had her attention locked. It was a simple response, a mere observation but enough to encourage you to keep the conversation going.

"What about you? Do you have dreams?"

Sevika thought for a moment. When did she ever think of anything besides survival?

She shrugged, giving you an answer you knew didn't mean much to her. "I don't know. Maybe, to see the sun in all of Zaun."

Bingo!

It was a nonchalant answer, but it was an answer, nonetheless. You realized there might be a way to the soldier's heart after all.

You stood up, excitement spreading all over your face.

"We can!" You exclaimed, a weary expression sent in response to your enthusiasm.

"Huh?"

"We can. Come on, I'll show you!"

You didn't give her time to hesitate, immediately pulling her up, your strength catching her off guard.

You dragged her after, leading her past the gloomy buildings lit only by green fires, playgrounds turned into dumpsters, the occasional Zaunite who'd throw a predatory compliment your way.

You passed a fire bin once or twice, surrounded by children keeping warm in the cold of the city, some asleep, other on the lookout.

It felt like forever before you finally reached a watchtower. Run down just like the rest of Zaun's buildings. There wasn't anything special about it. It was just a tower.

"This way."

You pushed aside a large sliding door that struggled against its railing. From your experience, you had to do that off the side just in case the hinges finally gave up on the door.

Sevika's eyes moved wearily between you and the door, her face in a deep frown.

"Are you luring me to my death?" She asked, subconsciously taking a step back. You giggled, as enthusiastic as ever.

"You're funny. Come on, let's go." You replied, disappearing into the dark building. There wasn't any light to help a regular person find their way, but living in Zaun meant that your eyes were sharp enough to navigate the eternal darkness.

"Where are we going?" Sevika asked following close behind, using her hands to steady her as she ascended the staircase.

By now, you both were panting heavily having nearly completed an ascent of a mountain. But you were too excited to notice how tired you were and Sevika was captivated by that excitement, she just had to continue following you.

Eventually, you finally made it. All the way to the top of the tower. Which also happened to be the highest clearing of Zaun. Which meant, when you finally made it out, the sunlight would engulf you in the warmth of its rays.

"Look at this!"

Sevika came up shortly after you. She had been gasping for air, only for whatever she'd managed to get into her lungs to be taken away by the view in front of her. She took quiet steps closer to you, completely enamoured by what she saw. Like a moth to a flame, she stepped closer to the edge of the roof, trying her best to get as close to the light as possible.

She pushed her hair out of the way, having long given up on keeping it tied up, letting it fall down the length of her back. The wind assisted in keeping it away from her face, letting it gently flow behind her.

Her eyes fluttered shut, the warmth seeping into her skin. It was like the sun was telling her that everything would be okay, followed by a soft kiss to her cheeks, nose, forehead and lips.

"It's nice right?"

"It is." Her voice was soft, timid. Like the sun was a deity she didn't want to scare off with her roughness, "It's warm."

It was only a moment before the sun slowly got further from you. Expected because it only ever touched the tower for a few minutes every morning, the warmth replaced by a chill that hit your spines, causing you both to shudder.

"It happens only a few minutes every morning. The rest of the day, you only get to see how it lights Piltover. Never us."

Sevika hummed. She was disappointed but what could she do? Ask it to come back?

"Maybe one day-," she started but couldn't finish the thought. She didn't want any lingering false hope. She knows where she is, and people like her couldn't afford that luxury.

She opted for a simple, "Thank you," taking a seat by the ledge.

Her eyes then fixed far out into the city, finding the bridge that separated Zaun and Piltover. Her knees came up to her chest, her wrapping her arms around them, wondering if the Piltovians ever appreciated all that light. If they ever just breathed it in, letting it hug them and kiss them every moment they could.

Probably not. They were probably used to it like the Zaunites were used to misery.

"I'm Y/n," you said sitting beside her, your legs crossed, chest wide open as if the sun could still reach you, letting yourself absorb whatever heat you could.

"Sevika."

"That's a beautiful name."

"Yours too, Y/n."

"Sevika."

"Hmmm," she muttered against your neck. You were in a tight lock, wrapped by her large arms, held down by her larger body.

Her kisses were gentle, leaving your heart fluttering with each press of her lips to your skin.

"Sev," you tried again, hoping to draw her attention but it was as futile as talking to a suffocating woman having her first taste of fresh air. Your mind was racing with worry, afraid of triggering her into panic.

Sevika who seemed to have forgotten about her panic attack. Sevika who wasted no time. She had none to waste.

There was a ticking timebomb going off in the back of her head, just waiting for you to slip through her arms. She wanted to feel every bit of you, memorize every bit of you to revive that memory that had begun to fade away. She needed to know that if she lost you again, she would remember how you smelt, how you felt, how you tasted.

"Please," she whispered, nuzzling your shoulder.

A shiver went down your spine from the coolness and desperation of her breath against your neck, forming a lump in your throat that you quickly swallowed down.

"I need to feel you, baby."

"I need you," she whispered, placing a soft kiss on your neck, jaw, cheek then lips.

"You need me?" You gave in, your body melting into her touch. You rested your hand on her cheek, "Then you can't have me on the floor now, can you?"

That was all it took for Sevika to scoop you up in her arms, stumbling with you onto the soft mattress.

She immediately got to work, pinning you under her weight, placing open mouthed kisses on your neck. She focused primarily on that spot she remembered made you squirm, softly sucking on it, releasing moans that fed the desire she had for you. Her hands came up brining the loose fitted shirt you wore along with them. She lifted it to hang just above your chest before going back down to your hips, holding you at her mercy.

Soft hums and sighs came from you, your breathing getting heavier, the compression from her weight only making it harder.

Her hands freely roamed your body, feeling up every curve, scar, stretch mark, squeezing them as if it would imprint them into her skin.

She dipped her head down to your collarbone, her lips trailing down your chest, taking one of your breasts into her mouth. She teased the soft flesh, rolling it in between teeth flicking her tongue over it. Her eyes flicked up to you, and you almost lost it with how they were glossy and dilated, filled with a need you'd never understand.

She buried her face into your chest, her hand coming up to grace the other with her attention, alternating between gently squeezing and twisting your hardened nipple in between her fingers. All while she eagerly bounced her head on your chest, fucking her mouth with your breast. You arched your back, pushing your chest further into her face, hoping she could take you deeper.

"Sev," you called out, bringing her attention back to you. She pulled off your breast with a pop, leaving it slick with her saliva, nipple perked and throbbing from how much she worked it.

"Yes, baby?"

"More, please," you whispered, putting your hand on her head, running your hand through her thick strands.

She bit her lips, her eyes darkened with lust, "What do you want me to do baby?" Her voice was low, laced with desire and need. It almost sounded like she was submitting to you, begging you to use her however fit.

"Did you do all that begging just to fuck my boobs," you locked your legs around her waist, rolling your hips against her stomach.

She chuckled, "I can't help it when they look appetising," she whispered, scooting up to your eye level, "You know damn well I wouldn't just leave you there," she whispered, placing soft kisses all over your face, down your jaw, resting in the base of your neck.

"Well, get to it then," you said, pushing her hand on your breast lower.

"Yes ma'am," Sevika whispered near your ear, rubbing palm against your cunt. Your breath hitches, pelvis jutting forward from the pleasure that shot up your body.

"Like that baby?" She spread your folds with her middle and ring finger, teasing your clit with her middle finger.  "Is that what you want, priya."

Your heart fluttering at the way the nickname rolled off of her tongue. "More. Please. I want you inside," you demanded while she teased the length between your clit and entrance.

Sevika wasn't going to argue, wanting you to be nothing less than satisfied. She slid her index finger into you, it going in easy with the wetness pooled at your entrance.

You gave her a hum of approval, tightening your walls around her to feel fuller. She seemed to understand your silent ask, sliding her middle finger alongside her index.

"Oh, yes," you sighed from her filling you up, giving her approval. You tapped her arm eagerly, urging her to move the fingers that rested in you.

She obliged, curling her fingers, making you jump a little with a shriek. "Stay still for me, priya." She whispered while she grazed your walls, pressing up into that spot that made you squirm. She with her fingers still curled, she pulled them out until her second knuckle stuck out then pumped back in. She did that again, and again until she'd formed a steady rhythm, drawing rhythmic moans out of you.

"Shit," you spread your legs wider, giving her easier access, allowing you to feel every bit of her inside you. Something about the way she dragged her fingertips along your walls make you vision burry, tears pooling in your eyes. You bit your bottom lip, your face scrunched up in pleasure, your stomach rising and falling as you tried to steady your breathing.

She pulled out her fingers which made you whine, slapping your hand over hers, trying to push her back in.

“Relax, juuna. I’m not done,” She chuckled, adding a comment on how needy you were whilst adding a third one of her thick fingers.

You hissed, hand shooting up to the side of your face. Your chest rose and fell rapidly as that messed up the steady breathing pattern you had going on. You felt stretched and full, deliciously so. You raised your hips, jutting your hips out, forcing you to take more of her, knuckles deep.

"Is that what you wanted." She flattened her palm against your clit, flexing her hand which made you jolt, the movement stimulating the bundle of nerves.

"Hmm~ no, I want more," you responded, placing your hand over her, pressing it down for more stimulation.

"How much more?"

"Please. Everything."

Sevika curled her fingers, brushing against that spot that drew a loud, unapologetic moan from you. “You’re so needy, baby.” She said, repeating that a few times, rubbing you to the brink of losing your mind. With her slicked thumb, she teased your clitoris, pressing down on it, drawing soft circles and lines over it.

Your squirmed, your legs twitching from you fighting to keep them spread for her. Your moans grew louder, bouncing off the walls, back to your ears, making you hear just how badly you needed her.

Sevika pulled out, just up to her second knuckle before pushing back into you with a force that pushed your head back into the headboard.

You felt no pain, only the pleasure of her filling you up and stretching you out just the way you love it. You shut your eyes, allowing yourself to feel all she gave you with the intent she had. You let yourself feel the hand groped and pinched your nipple, along with the other than now rammed into you.

You laid head against the pillow, mouth locked in a gasps as your body jutted back and forth. Your face crumbled in pleasure, hands shooting out to the sheets, grabbing handfuls of it.

"Is that good, baby?"

"Mhmm," you whispered, barely even processing her words.

Sevika, unsatisfied with your response, bit the base of your neck, "Come on baby. Words please,” she grumbled, going harder with her thrusting.

"Yes. Yes, it's good. Oh my god." You struggled through clenched teeth.

Your eyes squinted open, all you could see was her smirk, and her eyes wide, lined with layers of gratification. You could see her muscles flex, as she used her entire arm to move in and out of you.

You were dazed, unable to process anything but the sound of her palm slapping your cunt, her grunting from besides you and pleasure building up in the lower pits of your abdomen. You just laid there and took what she had to give, sprawled out, reduced to whines, moans and gasps.

"Jesus," your cried with a string of other profanity.

"Please. Sev. Sev please," you cried, your hands not knowing where to sit. You settled for pulling her face to yours, bringing her down for a kiss.

It was pointless, because you gasped, letting her mouth go.

"Sev, oh my—."

Your heavy breaths mingled, clouding your vision. She grunted into your mouth, barely holding it together herself.

In one swift movement, she moved down to your pussy. You looked down, seeing her burying her head in between your legs, kitten licking your clit while her fingers pumped in and out of you.

She was so hot, her head stuck to her forehead, her needy yet focused eyes peeking out from her bangs locked on yours, making sure you were watching, wide awake while she pleasured you. While her mouth suctioned your clit, sucking on it like some candy.

You resisted the urge to look away, wanting nothing more than to close your eyes and reel in it.

She pulled her slick fingers out, hooking her arms around your legs to keep them open. She raked her tongue over your entrance, lapping up the juices dripping from you.

You could only see the top of her head, but you were certain that she was looking at you nonetheless. You could feel that unrelenting gaze, burning you into place.

Your toes curled, your thighs desperately trying to close on her head. But Sevika was relentless, holding you open for her to feast on. She didn't hold back, as long as there wasn't an argument from you, she could have you as she pleased.

"Sev—," your mouth opened like you were hopelessly trying to form a sentence. Whatever you came up with came as moans and begging. You didn't know for that, but you were begging her, tapping her shoulder, trying to push her away.

Sevika groaned, unmoved, and not looking like she had the intent to anyway.

She was happy where she was, nearly crushed by your thighs, lightheaded from the heat and lack of oxygen but she was happy.

She was reluctant to move her hand that locked your leg in place, but she wanted to give what you needed.

She came up, her breathing heavy, mouth covered in your slick juices.

She came up, placing soft a soft kiss up your chest to your neck.

"You still got this?"

You chuckled breathlessly, "I don't think I can."

She had other ideas, her hands going back down, grazing your hardened and much over stimulated clitoris.

"I know you can baby."

"Sev—."

"Please. Hold out for me, baby." She begged, her fingers entering you once more.

You sucked in a deep breath, releasing it as a moan as she worked you again. Your knees jerked shut when her thumb felt over your clitoris, toes curling to lock them together.

"That's my girl," Sevika muttered against your neck, listening to your moaning and writhing, which fuelled her pleasure.

"I— fuck— Sev. I'm cumming," you cried your body curling up into hers. You involuntarily rocked your hips, helping her in making you reach that sweet climax. Your body thrashed against the mattress, while you held onto her for dear life.

"Sevika," you cried, your pelvis whining away from her, your body desperate to escape this overstimulation. She didn't budge, moving until that wave of pleasure surged through you, causing your body to go still for a moment, followed by spams that hit you like an electric charge.

Her name slipped your lips in a loud, broken scream as you hit your orgasm, your body shutting down from the stimulation.

Finally, she let you go, pulling out of you, sitting up to admire her work.

Sprawled on the bed, wetness beneath you from sweat and the juices she didn't catch in her mouth. Your eyes dilated, blinking rapidly as you tried to find this dimension after that otherworldly experience. Your lower torso twitching as your legs forced shut, thighs squeezing you cunt in a way that stimulated you into mini orgasms.

Satisfied with her work, she leaned down, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead.

"You happy now?" You said amid your gasping, finally finding your consciousness, voice raspy, throat raw.

"Ecstatic," she had a big grin to prove it, "Come on, let's get you cleaned up."

Before she could get up, you quickly grabbed her arm, head tilted to the side, "You?"

"I don't think you have the strength to continue, baby. I'm fine."

"No. You need to. Let me watch." You said, stern, leaving no room for argument.

You forced yourself up, your shirt falling down your torso. Doing this, you forced Sevika up with you, her kneeling on the balls of her feet.

"Anything for you, baby," she said, voice low with a hint of desire laced on her words.

She pulled her shirt up and tucked it in between her teeth, revealing her muscular physique.

You swallowed the pool of saliva that filled your mouth, the amount alleviating the dryness of your throat.

"Fuck," you whispered as she grabbed her pierced nipples, twirling with them in her fingers. You wanted to be the one to touch them. If only your body would cooperate with you.

She slipped her hand into the loose pants she was wearing. You couldn't see much from there, only a bulge in her pants that shuffled behind the fabric, and the way Sevika's mouth fell open right after.

You bit down on your lip, resisting the whine that was going to come out of you from being excluded from her pleasure. Instead, you helped yourself, ever so slowly shifting onto your stomach, right in front of Sevika's crotch. You tugged at her pants, which wouldn't come off because of the way she was seated.

"Take off," you mumbled, pulling the fabric to the side which did not do what you needed them to do at all.

Sevika sat up, allowing you to pull them down until they rested just before her knees.

You couldn't see all of her, but you could see enough to make you drool. Her leg muscles thick and bulged, her thick, muscular ass peeking out from the sides. Her pussy all wet just for you. She was gorgeous.

Her hand was still down, toying with herself on her knees. She didn't do much, only rub light patterns on her clit that seemed to get her on that edge. She was sighing, her hips pushing out into her hand for more stimulation.

You wanted in on this.

"Use my mouth," You whispered, looking up at her. It was as if you hadn't nearly passed out a few minutes ago, your eyes dark with lust, your mouth still glossy from the drool you’d wiped off.

"You sure baby?" She asked breathlessly, hooded eyes barely looking at you.

You nodded eagerly, scooting closer your lips came in contact with the back of her hand. You placed gentle kisses on her knuckles, your tongue coming out to tease her skin as if to show your eagerness.

She removed the barrier, and her hand was replaced with your lips that immediately got to work. You curled your lips into a suction on her clit, sucking on the bundle of nerves. She hissed, her hand coming down to your head, playing through your strands as a sign of appreciation. You alternated between flicking at her clit and teasing down her entrance, licking up all her wetness.

By the third time you made that alternation, she’d had enough, pushing her cunt against you, forcing your tongue inside of her.

You brought your hands around her waist, holding on to the thick muscles of her ass as she buried your head between her legs.  

“That’s it. Just like that,” She whispered through gritted teeth. You looked up, seeing the mess you were making of her with just your mouth. Her mouth was slack, chest heaving with heavy breaths, eyes barely open to watch you.

Her body jerked backwards, held up by her arms and she rolled her hips. She rode your face to pleasure, her lip caught between her teeth, and shuddered a silent orgasm.

Sevika pulled your head off of her, pulling you up onto your knees, into a heated. “Thank you, juuna.” she whispered, kissing around your mouth, licking up whatever was left of her.

You moaned at her touch, turning your head to find her lips. “We’re not done, are we?” You were breathless, pupils dilated, rolling your cunt against her knee.

“I’m glad you’re aware.”

When you woke up, the spot besides you was empty. You carefully sat up, the remnant of pleasure still alive in your body, making you wince.

You'd been cleaned up, put in a new shirt and fresh underwear.

Groggily, you looked around the house for her, finding her standing on standing on balcony, leaning against the railing. It looked like she had just showered with her head wet, stuck to her forehead and her skin glowing from moisturiser.

In her hand was a cup of something, probably tea, she always had a weird addiction to the drink since she was able to drink some that wasn't dead leaves and moss. You walked up to the door, leaning on the frame just watching as you lost her to the sun.

Sevika stood staring into the horizon, far out to the big ball of light in the sky. A bright smile on her face as the heat sank into her skin, making her feel alive. It was brighter when she realized that could see everything.

Almost the entirety of Zaun.

During the day.

Without a gas mask. Without goggles. Without those ugly green lit lamps they used to light the city up.

It was just her eyes and the sun lighting up that city that didn't exist even in her wildest dreams.

She looked down, seeing something running in her peripherals. She was certain it was a cat, with all its fur and all five its limbs, trotting into an alleyway.

From where she stood, she saw teeth, many of them. None rotting, some filled with gems of gold and silver. She'd seen the gaps in the many toothy smiles of children running around the city, with flying paper mechanisms.

She saw hair, long and healthy.

Eyes, wide and bright.

Faces raised like the morning sun.

People all alive. Happy, healthy and one.

People she'd known to be dead, some turned by the hardships of Zaun. People who barely survived the harsh gases of the city, breathing. Without looking over their shoulders every minute.

Moments after just watching her beaming with a grin stretched so wide it could tear her face apart, you walked up to her wrapping your arms around her waist, resting your head on her back.

“Hi baby.”

She awkwardly turned her head to look at you, barely seeing the top of your head, and rested her left arm over your hands.

"Are you all rested, jaanu?" She asked, melting into your touch. Her heart fluttered when she realized that this was it. The dream she’d talked about all those years back. Young Sevika would laugh in her face if she’d told her where she’d be in a few years.

"Very, you did a number on me."

"You didn't argue."

"Never."

She reached around you, settling you in front of her, and pushed her mug towards you.

"Have some tea, I bet you're dehydrated."

You took a large sip of the warm liquid, internally smiling when it was the Masala tea she liked so much.

Her hands came around your waist, Sevika settling her head in the crook of your neck.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?" You broke the silence, your fingers toying with the handle of the cup.

"Hmm?"

"The sun?"

"She is. I never thought I'd see a day so bright." Sevika said, her eyes pooling with tears the longer she sat in this moment.

The words barely processed in your mind, "Yeah. We used to only get a minute of sunlight a day. Remember the tower."

Her arms tightening around your waist, "Well I had you. And you lit up my world brighter than she ever could."

You giggled from her breath tickling your neck, "I love you too."

disclaimer:

i don't own any media used in this story. all credits to the rightful owners.

s.oul vents:

i'm stressed. how much smut is too much? cause i was almost didn't stop.

ps: i keep forgetting that sevika is old af lol. like, i'm thirsting over a middle aged woman.

psps: edited but if you see errors, no you didn't.