Hello there guys, me here another fanfiction. I hope you enjoy, this one is completely indulging for a lot of people.

Warnings

- Rated M

- Shieda Kayn is a character of League of Legends, which belongs to Riot Games.

- Some descriptions of rape, gore and drugs use.

- KaynxFemale!Reader

- For the sake of facts's chronology on this fanfiction, the reader is a couple of years older than Kayn.

- The original universe (Runeterra) that is allocated.

Enjoy!

Wishing (to Touch you)

Chapter 1 – First Date

At the course of this past couple of years you'd been on the Order of Shadows you never thought that this situation you would experience. A pale and toned back is facing you, slightly covered by a mane of long and lustrous dark hair that looks like black, fluid water. Broad shoulders rising and descending as this person breathes, light snores are been heard as this person sleeps.

The bed you rests is warm, the linens slightly smells like has been recently cleaned, the person at your side emanating heat like a furnace and yet you couldn't sleep, too concentrated into memorize every nuance of this person. You became still, releasing slow breaths, completely stiff to keep silent to not wake the person at your side. The only hours you that you could really observe without restrain or excuses is the ones that destiny had luckily provided. The circumstances that led you here you didn't enjoy one bit, but being so near of such person, she at the end become thankful with the outcome.

Suddenly the person turns around and you quickly close your eyes, faking sleep, taking measured breaths, forcing yourself to relax your stiffness as you had been taught to use such measure when needed, wishing that the person at your side isn't awake. You peak through your eyelashes to the person's face, the couple of scars that graced his noxian features and the corruption circling around the left eye, that you'd learned was caused by the cursed scythe he carries proudly as a memento of his successful mission on Vindor, doesn't relent one bit of his beauty. Shieda Kayn is a beautiful young man as he is a dangerous and ruthless assassin, he seems so desensitized from anything towards compassion or love that you knew that he even knowing the feelings you have for this man would make him get disgusted at you and push you away, such thing you couldn't bear to experience.

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On your very first day on the Order she was being dragged by one of the trained acolytes to meet the master of the place himself, Zed. You wondered what you'd done to have the honor to meet the master him in flesh and bones but your questioning was cut short when you entered a great hall and has been thrown to the floor, which later you realize that is near Zed's throne steps. You raised your head to look at the red clad ninja on higher position to soon later look at the floor you're kneeling, your heart beating so fast at finally reach the objective you wanted for almost a decade.

- "Why are you so near my temple, woman?" – The deep and spectral voice of the Master of Shadows questions you, making you tremble on your spot.

- "I want to enter the Order of Shadows."

- "For what a Demacian, haters of magic users, would wish to go to Ionia, a place full of magic users and on my order?"

- "Vengeance and freedom."

- "That stands for…?"

- "Vengeance for Demacia had shone me away as a magic user." – You raise your hands, showings whispers of the red magic you've been blessed and cursed until the end of your days. – "And freedom for the person which had gave me freedom from eminent slavery. This person is currently caged for life in Demacia and I wish to free him, like when he freed me when I was younger."

For a few moments silence met you after your speech, your pessimist side already fearing that he would say no and kill you on the spot. You couldn't die right now, you've to pay this debt of life, and the atrocities that Demacia is imposing to their own people should be stopped.

- "Show me your magic." – You quickly raise your head to look at Zed. Sensing his silence you quickly raises and looks at the acolyte whom is holding your beloved weapon, a black katana adorned with golden details. – "May I've my weapon back?"

- "You may not." – Zed replies. – "For all I know you may be a spy from Demacia and is using all of this theatrics to kill me. I can't trust you, after all."

- "So be it." – She looks at the acolyte and then quickly uses her teleportation. This magic that helped her in all of these years of running away from the shackles, from the fear and distance herself from the Demacia and to get closer of Ionia. At one step you take you were a few meters from the acolyte and the next one your hand is touching the handle of your weapon, unsheathing it in quick succession, the blade millimeters away from the acolyte's neck. Pretty much like a certain rounin had taught you.

- "Hm, interesting… Kayn."

Suddenly you felt wisps of shadows circling around, making you automatically turn around and point your sword in whichever was behind yourself in the second it turned into solid arms, trapping you against a solid body. A hand fisting your hair and pushing your head back as you felt the cold touch of a blade on your neck. You look at the person that had solidify out of nowhere, pair of golden, acute eyes, sharp and angular shapes of his features, framed by black and a single light blue strands of hair. The man looks young, probably on his late teenager years, visible by the devoid of face hair, she bet that if she touched his lips she would feel the softness that the youth carries on it, the noxian heritage there but not so sharp as he is younger to be considered an adult. A cheeky smirk on his features, showing how full of himself he is.

However she knows how quickly make it disappears. – "Well, I didn't know that the Order of Shadows are taking children within its walls."

His smirk melts instantly, turning into a snarl. - "Watch your tongue while talking to master Zed." – His voice isn't light or deep, it lies on the middle. – "Or it'll be the last words you'll say." – The blade touching your fragile spot, making a promise of his words.

- "I'm not being disrespectful, I'm stating a fact." – He snarls at you, pulling at your hair, bringing pain, in which the sound you muffled behind your teeth. – "I know it's the truth, I bet you're even under twenty years old."

- "But that doesn't make me less powerful." – His hand releases your hair in favor to grip your wrist, the one which his holding your weapon, fingers pressing strongly in some points and making you release it, the object clattering on the floor noisily. Then his hand brings you far closer, your body pressed against him and feeling how muscled up he is under his garments, effectively bring your face closer of his. Now that she is closer she could observe how handsome his features are. It bring and weird feeling, your heart beating faster, sudden warmness filling your cheeks, the well-known embarrassment at seeing such exquisite beauty making itself known on her body. He clearly saw your reaction, bring his smirk back to his face. – "Or even less knowledgeable on other things."

The hidden meaning of his words make you growl, your hand rising to punch him in the face until it is stopped by Zed himself. – "Interesting your reactions towards each other. Since you can deal with his behavior better than I thought I'll let you join my ranks." – A small smile appears on your face; finally your objective is within your reach. – "However the one will teach you the means to get your vengeance will be Kayn." – Your smile melts quickly at hearing those words. You look at the youth at your side and see the disbelief there. – "Kayn had mastered the art of shadows, silence and any weapon he can put his hands on, the most powerful acolyte in my order."

The man at your side quickly releases you, kneeling on the spot. – "Is that an order, master Zed?"

- "Yes, it is and I want you to start it right away."

- "As you wish, my master." – The youth rises quickly, once again catching your wrist strongly as his feet pulls up your katana from the floor, bringing it the to his free hand with a kick. As he pulls you through the corridors you already dread what he had stored for you.

The first months are like hell on earth, almost every day you would be full bruises, knuckles bleeding, knees almost giving away in exhaustion (and sometimes it truly happens) but you didn`t dare to once complain to him or anyone else. You would rather patch yourself up than ask for help. There is a reason you`re in the order and you need to pay that debt of life so your mind can live in peace. You just can`t show weaknesses, even less when you learned that your teacher is very arrogant person.

However it changed a little bit.

At a particular hot day (as much hot as can be in the mountains on Ionia), the laps of your dressing top were a little opened, drops of sweat running down on your face and neck while you decided to conquest the challenge to escalate the cliff you and another acolytes customary uses to meditate. The very one that have a ladder among the rocks however you decided to do the hard way by escalating the rock side just to prove the point that he's wrong in supposing that you couldn't do it. Panting, fingertips aching at the scratches it has, knees sore from the amount of times you bumped them, arms and legs aching in tiredness, you finally reached the top. You walk the few steps to reach to the rock that acted as a platform to sit and meditate, sighing you sit on there, catching your breath, drying the sweat with your fingers and back of hand. You close your eyes as you take deep breathes, hunching yourself as you try to slow your heart beat.

It was been two months since he taunted you of it, and it took nearly this period of time to be able to complete it. Thankfully Kayn was on a mission so he didn't saw the failed attempts (as also spared of the embarrassment of seeing them).

As your heart had slowed down and your breathing regulated you, you put yourself in place for meditation. It's easier for you now to put yourself in a calm estate for this, your mind completely blank at whatever was happening around however her senses to the surrounding got sharper.

In the distance you felt a presence, as it got closer you realized it belonged to Kayn; after training at his side so long you got discern his magic as his personal trait for distinction from someone else. Internally you got relieved that he'd returned but would never show it. His ego is already big enough for her toleration.

Then his presence stopped walking and turned to your direction, already making you cringe internally. It was so peaceful when he wasn't around, you could actually concentrate on your training, without worries of failure.

You decided to keep yourself quiet and unresponsive, concentrating in keeping your breathing even, like you were truly meditating. As the seconds passed he got closer and closer, until you feel the faint stench of blood and the sound of his almost silent steps. It sounds like he wanted to be known. However you`ll not give him this taste.

- Y/N?" – He waits your answer and you do nothing. Kayn calls your name again, however you keep yourself quiet. He'll definitively not destroy your mood today. You hear him sigh and then hustle of clothes, after a thud and rasp of metal signalizing something being placed on the floor. – "You're all dirtied. It looks have you been rolling in the ground, like a dog." – You'd to push all of your inner strength to not grit your teeth at his words and remain impassive.

Moments later you heard sound of liquid slouching, for after some silence and then a wet and cold fabric upon your skin, brushing on your face. It got you so surprised that you quickly opened your eyes and rapidly snatch his wrist on your hand, pushing it away. Your eyes zeroed at his hand, seeing him holding the sleeve of his kimono on his fingers, a larger darkened spot there. – "What are you doing?"

- "Cleaning your face. You have dirty patches all over it."

What?

WHAT?

Did you hear it correctly?

He doing something for you that aren't about training or fighting are completely hilarious, like a really bad joke. - "Why would you do that? I thought you don't care."

- I still don't care. I just don't like my students looking like street beggars." – You were about to retort when you saw his left hand moves to your own, seeing reddened skin and gray scales. Your eyes moved quickly through that hand to his wrist and then to his uncovered arm and shoulder, realizing that it appeared on the entire extension of his limb. Then your eyes looked to his face, seeing that this also is on his left eye, changing the golden iris to an angry red one.

You gape at him in horror. – "What have happened to you?" – You move to him quickly and unconsciously get closer, your fingers going quickly to the gray part encrusted around his eye, touching it and feeling that the material is hardened. After your fingers runs through his cheek and neck to them go to the same hardened material on his shoulder and through the arm and then on his fingers. The red part of this she could feel some sort of softness however it felt like leather than normal skin.

His left hand moved to your chin, the inner side of his fingers gripping it and moving closer while for after release and he resumed brushing the dirty out of your face. – "This is result of a successful mission." – The shadow assassin says proudly, a smirk appearing on his face, his voice getting lower and huskier than before. – "I hold in my dominion the Blade of Millennia, the one that the goons of Noxus are protecting to use in a possible war against the other nations. The scum were dead even before they realized what was happening. So I took it for me and become its new master"

Despite the words he says, the closeness your bodies have to each other, his huskier voice, and the soft brushes which are cleaning your face and now being able to see once again his handsome features got your heart skip some beats. Your eyes widened at your own reaction, getting bigger when you realized his face near than before, his golden and red irises locked to yours (E/C) ones. His smirk had disappeared, his lips slightly ajar, in which you observe that the lower one is plumper than the upper one, in a pinkish color.

It's kind of... inviting...

You wanted the kiss him. And it's so wrong and forbidden in so many ways that it made your cheeks heat in embarrassment.

- "Do you like what you see?" – You didn't realize he'd stopped to clean your face and now his right hand is brushing the fabric on your jaw and neck, giving goosebumps in the wake, the infuriating smirk appearing once again.

- "No, I'm just observing that you just got uglier than before." – You moved yourself away, to make the warmness and embarrassment disappear from you and return to your cold and unperturbed demeanor. – "Now no one will want to bed you. Such a pity."

This time you that you saw his smirk melt off his face and glare at you with full force. – "I don't need such thing. Pleasures of flesh just confuse and mislead the mind and the body."

- "You don't feel the want because you never had the chance or let yourself experience it." – She tapped his head in a patronizing way. – "Poor thing. So young, so innocent."

Suddenly he grabbed the hand that was on his head and pushed to the ground, and then his other hand pushed you down, making you lie on the floor. Quickly he moved his knees and opened your legs with them, after leaned his torso above you, nestling his hips against yours. At the movement the sleeve that were holding the other side of the kimono falls off his shoulder and nestles on his forearm, leaving his toned torso uncovered.

You are so flabbergasted at his actions and his closeness that the only thing you can do is look paralysed and feel. He is so warm, feeling like a furnace. His body was supposed to feel heavy but his temperature made it feel comfortable. She even could feel his hard abs and thighs, the muscles feeling so firm from where both of your bodies are pressed against, the young man above you exuding dominance and mischief. Despite part of your mind screaming at you to punch him in the face for such audacity, the other part of your mind and your body soaked on it, desiring that he take steps further from what he'd done until now.

- "I told you once and I tell you again. My youth doesn't mean I'm inexperienced." – To illustrate his point he suddenly thrusts his hips against yours and then grinds. The sensation shot electric flickers on your spine, making you gasp loudly, to then your hands fly quickly to your mouth and cover it. Your eyes widened even more, feeling with certain the size what he's packing inside his pants.

It would surely feel good inside you…

Wait.

Wait. Wait. Wait.

Why are you having these thoughts? Why are you feeling like this with his touches? Why are you not stopping his harassment?

At a second thrust you whines, your body moving at its own as one of your hands moves from your mouth to his nape, fisting the base of his braid while the other one hooked on his shoulder, bringing the man down to you, the pleasure bringing an amounting tension between your legs and making it instinctively clamp on his hips.

He stopped his sudden descend by leaning himself on his elbows, which you could see through your eyelashes that his eyes had widened a little bit at your forwardness. – "What was that for?"

Your hand, which was on his hair, pulled a little on it, baring his neck to you. Then you licked the entire expansion of the column of his throat and placed your lips near his ear. – "Me doing what I want since you didn't regard me one bit what I'm feeling right now. So stop to ask nonsense and make me come. You started it and you better finish to the completion." – As to finish your point you bite on his neck, then suck on the spot. Your heard growling above as you felt the vibrations of it.

You are no stranger to sex, after all you had some few partners once you discovered it with a boy on your teenager days until the real deal with a certain being. Being quite frank since you entered the Order you didn't let anyone touch you beside a pat on the shoulder. When you're sparred with Kayn in your training you were so focused in rip his smirk off his face by defeating him that you didn't regard your proximity or your touch.

But now, with him eagerly nestled between your thighs, his body practically lying above yours, his state of undress, the feel of his warmness and his curves, the feel of his hot skin from what your fingertips and now mouth could experience, it feels like your body got a control of its own and is taking advantage of the willing man above you.

He moved a little his head to try to look at your face, his eyes widened even more than before. – "Did you just bit me?"

- "Damn, you talk too much and move too little." – Using his surprise as advantage you pressed your thighs on his waist and turned you both around, now he is the one lying on the floor while you're sitting across his lap. At this position you could feel better the now engorged arousal between touching you, it perfectly grinding against your apex. You resume grinding once again, his hands moving instantly to grab at your hips. From this high view you could see how wide his eyes were, the blush forming his cheeks, visible from his paleness, his lips opened and letting smalls sounds pass through it.

His pinkish and soft looking lips.

Since the day one you have been curious how it would feel it from the brazen and arrogant youth. You wondered if it would feel chapped from such dry weather or his youth would be still good to him and keep it soft.

Just one way to find out.

You grabbed both of his wrists and pushed his torso up, to after quickly release it, then you grab his face with both hands and kiss him. The kiss at start was just a press of lips for then you moves a little your head back and truly feel them. As you thought they felt soft, sucking on the lower one as you will your eyes to open and sees his expression. Your hands moves to his hair, nails lightly scratching his scalp, which makes the male release a small groan.

You feel his arms once again moving to you, which you quickly snatch them and bring them up so he could not touch you. After you break the kiss, your eyes opening quickly as you see his lips chasing after yours. You lean away as much as you can, seeing the haze lift off his eyes when he realizes that it had stopped. He frowns, using the hold you have on his hands as advantage by pulling his arms behind, the movements pulls you towards him. You quickly turn your head to the side as you feel his lips getting closer, it touching your cheek. He tries to move his head to catch your lips but you move yourself in a way that one of your arms are around his neck while the other one circles his shoulders, placing your head at the side of his own, hugging him tightly as you render his attempts futile.

You feel your heart beating fast like a humming bird as you try to slow the pace of your breathing. You felt warmness all over, it sipping from the heat his body emanates to your own. It felt so good.

- "What are you doing?" You heard his voice closer of your ear, the tone breathless, low and questioning.

- Bringing failure to your attempts into kissing me." – You unconsciously sighs contently, the hand which was on his shoulder runs down over his spine, feeling the smooth skin of his back while the other one tangle on the smaller and looser strands of hair under the base of his braid, scratching lightly the area. – "Who ever thought you would be so comfortable to hold you like that? I'm liking it much more than kissing you."

You feel his body stiffen, probably not liking at all what you're doing. His arms, which were limp at his sides, rises to your arms and runs through the limbs until reaches to your wrists. The feel of calloused skin and leather from his hands running on your own made you shiver. His hands dislodged your hold on him, for after once again run through to stop at your shoulders and push you away from him.

As you moved away and sat on the space between his legs his hands releases yours. You look at his face; despite his bangs hiding a part of his face you could distinctively red hue adorning the visible part of his nose bridge and his cheekbones, his golden eye looking at your face, a little pout forming on his mouth.

Is he embarrassed? Because he looks adorably cute like this.

Wait… Cute? Adorable? These words doesn't fit such arrogant and merciless assassin like him, not at all.

The vision you're being presented made your heart skips some beats as your face flush at it. So quickly you turned around faked that you're looking at the horizon the cliff gave to you, hiding your own reaction from his gaze. – "I think you should go to report to Master Zed about your success. I'll not render you anymore."

You hear rustle of clothes and metal, probably sounds of him standing. – "Keep training your meditation. After all you needed it to better your temperament." – Now you felt yourself flush in anger, turning your head quickly to glare at him. On his face is that infuriating smirk once again.

You didn't have the chance you make a snarky reply as he took his shadow form and mingled through the surface, disappearing of your sight. Moments later he reappears at the temple's gates, walking confidently inside the building's courtyard. You keep glaring until his figure disappears inside to after bury your face on your hands, face heating up at the revived moment that you so forwardly kissed and hugged the very man. The worst that you voiced how comfortable you felt about it. He's probably thinking that you're a stupid woman, probably mocking you of how reckless you reacted.

Damn.

TO BE CONTINUED

New chapters will come. Stay tunned.