Lux X Talon
Lux sat in a deep seated, leather covered armchair with an old dusty tome in her lap. Outside, the moon shone weakly through a thick veil of clouds and she could just barely make out the twinkle of a few stars, vainly trying to make their presence known in the ever thickening murk.
The fire in her hearth crackled merrily, its low flames casting eerie shadows around the room, fighting for dominance with the small candle on the desk beside her. But Lux was not truly paying much attention to the complex text in front of her, its old runes comprehensible only to those who had spent more time studying than was probably healthy.
Would he come tonight? She bit her lip and her hand tightened around the tome in anticipation. Would he?
Ten minutes later, her late-night vigil was finally rewarded by a light tap on her door. Snapping the book shut she tossed it onto her desk and walked over to the door, stopping only in front of the full length mirror in her entry hall. It reflected a reassuring image. She looked…good. Her bright blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail and most of her armor was absent, leaving her in the skintight blue suit she often wore onto the rift. It was accentuated by the thin sleeves of pale fabric on her forearms and a silver sash around her waist.
Another tap on the door and a small smile crossed her face. She opened it quickly and paused for a moment. He wore his customary cloak, the knives hanging at the bottom now absent, and his face was obscured by the deep shadows that always lurked in the halls of the institute of war. "Talon…" she said in a breathy voice.
In an instant, she had grabbed him by the shirt and yanked him into her apartment, closing the door behind her before turning back to him and pulling him close. His hands descended to her hips, pulling her up until they were pressed to one another and she could feel the warmth of his body, the tone of his muscles. She sighed happily and wrapped her arms around his neck, rising onto her toes.
"I missed you," she said, her lips searching, needing his own.
He kissed her eagerly, one of his hands rising to slide through her hair, sending a shiver down her spine. They held the kiss for as long as they could, her heart slamming into her chest as they finally broke apart. Lux's cheeks were tinged with red and Talon was smiling, a rare occurence.
"And I, you," he replied in his deep voice. Not a calm voice, but a voice so focused and full of intent it made her knees week. A strong voice.
She lifted a hand to his face and ran it up to his hair, slowly pushing back his hood, while she felt his own hands running across her hips, one of them sliding down the small of her back, keeping her close while the other gently ran along the flat of her stomach, before sliding down to cup the curve of her ass.
She gasped softly and leaned up for another kiss, demanding it. He complied eagerly and she felt his hand go further down, lifting her thigh up against his waist. She quickly hooked her legs around him as their kiss increased in heat. She felt his tongue touch her lips and eagerly let him in as her breaths began to come in short gasps. She didn't pause to show him the way to her room. He was all too familiar with it.
He dropped her onto the sheets just long enough to toss his cloak and shirt away and she took the moment to gaze up at him, his well muscled body littered with the marks of kills long past. His golden eyes fell on her, lying down with her rosy cheeks and her chest rising and falling quickly and she saw them light up with burning passion.
Her breath hitched as he fell upon her, his elbows keeping most of his weight from her slim figure as he leaned down to tease her neck with his lips, nibbling and kissing lightly until she moaned in pleasure. "Talon…" she whispered again, her tone so different now.
His body tensed, as if an electric current had run through it and he fell onto the matress beside her, pulling her on top of him. She straddled his waist eagerly and arched her back, outlining the curve of her breasts to him, a smile on her lips. "Help me?" she whispered, reveling at the dreamlike look he had in his eyes. There was no greater compliment than that, when she knew how hard it was to distract him.
He sat up and reached behind her, his fingers roaming across her shoulders until they hit the zipper that ran down her back. With agonizing slowness he slid it down, his fingers touching, flirting with the skin of her back, forcing her to bite back moans of pleasure. Not yet, she wouldn't make it that easy for him.
With a shrug of her shoulders she let the bodysuit slide down her pale skin and pool around her lap, watching him intently as his eyes ran across her perfect, unblemished skin, pausing on her breasts before roving down her toned, flat stomach. His fingers kept going down her back, like the touch of an angel, before pausing on a rough patch of skin, circling it slowly. A flash of regret in his face. The scars of their first meeting.
Then he continued, they no longer spoke of that event. Ever.
Soon it was forgotten as he slid a hand down to cup the taut skin of her butt, pulling another weak gasp from her lips. "Lux," he murmured in a voice that made her body boil with barely contained lust.
With a small nod she rose and stepped away from him, carefully discarding the bodysuit and holding it at arms reach, before letting it drop with a small, sultry smile. "Always the admirer?" she murmured, taking a step closer, her hips swaying. She was no curvy beauty like Ahri, a fact she had long been jealous of, but the way Talon's eyes worshipped her, the way he seemed to delight at the merest touch of her skin. It had long dispelled her uncertainties.
"Always," he said softly as she crawled on top of him, the barriers of her clothes no longer obstructing her, and slid a hand down to his waist. "Prove it," she demanded. She felt him harden as he hand grazed over his pants and grinned, her free hand splayed across his chest, feeling the taut muscles and sheen of sweat on his skin. He growled softly, a barely bit back moan of pleasure.
Once again, she felt the calluses of his hands against the soft skin of her hips, one of them wandering up, touching her, stroking her tenderly before landing on her breast. She bit back a sigh and nibbled her lip, her fingers pausing over his belt. He knew exactly how to make her moan, it was infuriating. One of his fingers rolled around her nipple, pinching it lightly and she moaned again, bucking against his hips.
She felt more than saw his member twitch and giggled softly, finally undoing his belt and yanking his pants down. He let out an explosive breath as she wrapped her slim fingers around him, slowly moving up and down, feeling him turn rock hard beneath her tender ministrations. "Beautiful," he whispered as he reached out to her, a hand on her cheek as she shuffled forward, panting in excitement.
She was wet, and ready to take him. To feel him inside her, the brilliant burn of their mutual pleasure. It had been too long. "Take me, Talon," she nearly growled, leaning down and kissing him ferociously, nibbling at his lower lip and guiding his member towards her waiting folds. First she felt the head of his member teasing her lips, a tingle running down up her spin and a soft gasp escaping her lips.
It seemed only to egg him on as his hands tightened around her waist, his breath coming in strangled gasps. She slowly rubbed his length along her folds, another short laugh escaping her lips at his tortured expression. Her breasts rubbed against his chiseled chest, and she could smell his excitement, the light tinge of his sweat, his warm breath. "Stop…" he finally said, and Lux grinned in triumph. Perhaps he was the Noxian assassin outside of her room, but here…
"Stop what?" she replied in a soft voice, a finger trailing across his cheekbone while her other hand kept him from pushing into her.
"Stop teasing me,"
Finally, she let him slide into her, his member wet with her own lust. Their gasps mingled as she kissed him once more, her body alight with pleasure as she felt his thick member slide into her, filling her. It pulsed as she rolled her hips around slowly, savoring the feeling. She rose until she straddled his hips, her hands firmly planted on his chest, forcing him onto the bed.
"Oh Talon," she gasped as she slowly lifted herself, letting him slide only partially out of her welcoming folds, before falling back down with a wet slap, a small, high-pitched gasp echoing throughout the room as a wave of pleasure crashed through her. Her hair fell around her face wildly as she bounced on top of him, his hands always touching, feeling, accentuating her pleasure.
Her cheeks were red with mounting pleasure when finally, Talon had had enough. He grabbed her around the waist and flipped her over, pushing her down into the sheets with a grunt. In a flash, he was on top of her, nudging her wet thighs apart, one of his hands gripping her by the waist while he guided himself into her once more, stretching her and ellicitating another strangled gasp of pleasure from her.
Soon the room was once more filled with their combined extasy and the wet sounds of their bodies meeting as he pounded into her, bent over her body, kissing her lips, her breasts, her neck. Her body was on fire with pleasure, her hands gripped the bed behind her in a vicelike grip as he fucked her faster and faster. She could feel him twitching as her own body grew hotter and hotter, her gasps quicker. "Talon, don't stop!" she cried as he hit a sensitive spot, pulling a muted scream from her.
Her blond hair was splayed around her in an angelic halo when finally, she peaked. The room seemed to brighten for a moment, as if her body was glowing from the inside and her eyes flashed an irridescent blue for a second as she bit into her hand, muting out the scream of pleasure. Her back arched, pressing into Talon as one of his hands slipped to the small of her back, holding her tightly. His own breath was ragged as her walls clenched tightly around his member, her body trembling from the orgasm. "I'm going to…" he growled, his member still pounding into her, reverberating the aftershocks of her orgasm on and on.
She bit her lip in disappointment as he finally cried out and pulled out of her, rubbing his member until finally her spurted his seed onto her stomach in long jets that even reached her chest. It was warm and sticky, and as he fell onto the sheets next to her, his body shining with sweat, she ran a finger through his load, returning it to her mouth with a small smile. "One day," she murmured. "When we don't have to hide."
He nodded as she wiped the rest away with a stray sheet before he wrapped his arm around her slim waist and pulled her up against him, his nose nuzzling into her hair, his lips on her neck. It got an unsteady sigh from her. She felt his breath slowly steady, until his muscles relaxed and his arm around her went limp. A small smile crossed her lips, perhaps they had to hide this from the world, but nobody would take it from them.
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