He peered out the window of the train as the dimming evening sky began to turn a dull and violent gray color. Out over the horizon, he could see the snow steadily falling, the winds picking up speed, whirling snow off the ground back into the deafening sky. "It has snowed every day this week..." he groaned to himself softly, slouching down on his seat to make himself more comfortable. It was going to be a long ride back home; the personnel in the station had forewarned that the trains would be running slower due to weather conditions.
It had seemed like forever since he had seen his teammates, he thought about them a lot sitting on the train as the passengers continued boarding. Leaving Ahri this time wasn't nearly as bad as the last, once he realized they would be seeing each other within the next month or so though he still wished she were there beside him. This weekend was the longest amount of time he had ever spent away from his team since joining it.
He closed his eyes trying to recall the state that he left his room, the look on Vayne, Sona and Lux's face when he walked through the front door without any explanation. He sighed heavily, "I don't want to go back to this…" he whispered to himself reliving the blissful weekend and dreading the wrath of Vayne & Sona. The conductor's voice spoke calmly through the speaker-phone, "We'll be dimming the cabin lights for the remaining of this ride to allow for better visibility. Please use caution when exiting your private rooms and use the lights along the floor to guide you to the nearest personnel."
He leaned against the window as the conductor repeated his message once more. The lights began to fade in his cabin as lights along the door and floor immediately began to illuminate the room. He shivered, "It's so cold in here..." blowing his breath on his hands rubbing them together.
He leaned against the window back against the letting his mind wander. *So much as happened in these three days Caitlyn, Janna, Ahri & even Ashe finally acknowledged me as a person...* He continued to let his thoughts wander as he heard a knock on the door. It opened moments later, "Anyone in here?" a familiar voice called as he looked over at her in his doorway.
"Ezreal?" the voice called to him partial surprised to see him there. "Huh? Fiora is that you?" he called back as she stepped into his cabin with her arms folded and her shoulders slightly hunched up. He looked up at her as she stood there awkwardly looking around, "What's up? Something wrong?" he asked her politely.
Her arms still folded she leaned against the doorway avoiding eye contact with him, staring out the window, "I gave my cabin up to a family with some children and I've been searching for an empty one. It appears that most are occupied seeing as there are only a few left for me to check." she responded sternly keeping her distance and eyes off of him.
He scratched his head thinking to himself, *She seems really distant almost as if she's mad or something... but I don't even really know her? Maybe she had a bad day?* looking up at black bags beneath her eyes. "Well, if you want you're more than welcome to join me here." he offered to her instinctively.
She promptly declined shaking her head, "Nah it's alright" she told him before abruptly leaving, closing the door behind her. He shrugged brushing off her strange behavior before staring back out the window at the northern lights. "The snow is falling even hard now..." growing more concerned about weather.
He tried his best to take his mind off of it, and began to think about Janna's gift. It still puzzled him as to why she would give him such a gift out of the blue, "I hardly got to thank her for the gift… Zephyr." he whispered touching his chest with his hand. Janna's present to him might end up being the key to worlds this year for him and his team. Such a small gift, to him meant that he might be able to stand toe to toe with Fizz assuming he didn't pick up any new fancy tricks of his own.
He then thought about how his bond with Ahri and how it seemingly made him feel unstoppable, how her love and affection consumed him and held him so tightly. When he stood beside her it felt as if there truly were no boundaries that could hold him back.
He missed Vayne more than he would ever want to admit. It had been nearly two weeks since they had any interaction, he longed for her aggressive touch and behavior. The nervous and excited feeling she gave him when they were alone. The way she loved him was foreign to him almost incomprehensible, aggressive kindness, reckless endangerment, different from anything he had ever experienced. She had a life or death type of love that scared him to the core but drew on him so potently.
Thinking back to Sona, he couldn't help but revisit how far he had come as a come as a player. She used to come over to his apartment every day after games and inspect him thoroughly. She would cook for him, communicate with him and make sure he had the confidence to wake up the next day and face the world. She pushed her feelings to the side for so many years; he was clueless and selfish to her. She offered nothing but kindness but he never knew how to return the favor, he always needed her but it seemed like she never needed him. He just wanted to drop to his knees and beg her for forgiveness, for them to return to the good days of fruitful relationship and the unbreakable bottom lane bond that they had formed; the first girl in his heart.
They had drifted worlds apart this season and it took until just now for him to realize that. He felt guilt, followed by more guilt and then Lux came to mind. He had treated her so poorly over something that didn't even end up being a big deal. He had taken all his frustrations and anger out on her; she always showed up at his most desperate times. He remembered one of Janna's talk with him on the way back from the that special place where she asked him to please reconsider his ill feelings for Lux. He ignored it back then but decided when he got back that he would make things right with her that winning worlds and becoming a healthy team again was bigger than any silly grudge he had been holding.
Still lost in thought, he heard his door open once again as Fiora reentered his cabin taking a seat on the chairs across from him, her arms still folded "All the other cabins were full... I hope your offer still stands" she told him dryly. He nodded; "Of course." he assured her awkwardly looking back at the window. She sat there stiff as board crossing her legs and arms staring out the window as well.
He glanced over at her while she stared out the window, she was wearing a tight fitted white dress shirt with a black suit like jacket over top of it with a matching short black pencil skirt. *I wonder where she is coming from?* he thought to himself finally noticing her shivering. "Do you want my jacket?" he asked her politely.
She consciously made herself stop shivering, "No I'm fine..." she replied monotonously still looking at the window. He sighed to himself before looking back out the window as the cabin was silent once again. They stayed like this for about 20 minutes in silence watching the snow fall and listening to the sound of the train roll down the tracks. He looked over again at her and saw she was shivering once again; he stood up and walked over to her draping his jacket over her. "Huh?" she gasped coming back to her senses, "What I told you..." she started.
"Just take it; we still have 5 hours left on this ride. What do you plan to shiver until then?" he told her slightly agitated with her attitude. She kept her arms crossed for a few more minutes before giving in and covering herself with his jacket to keep warm, he looked at her and grinned slightly making sure she didn't notice.
The room was silent once again, he looked over at her watching her head swaying back and forward as she began to doze off to sleep. "She's going to fall and hurt herself..." he whispered watching as she teetered back and forth before her head coming closer and closer to slamming into the railing of the chair.
He watched her intently as her eyes closed and she fell forward, he jumped out his seat catching her head just inches from the railing. "Huh!?" she called out opening her eyes seeing Ezreal hold on her head delicately. "You're going to hurt yourself you should just lie down or rest on my shoulder or something." he told her carefully. Her eyes grew big, "No thanks." she said firmly lifting her head up on her own, adjusting her skirt and looking back out the window.
He sighed, walking back over to his seat but turned around just as she was falling over once again. He dashed over catching her again this time sitting beside her and resting her head on his shoulder as she leaned on him some more and got comfortable. "If you don't like it you can move..." he whispered softly before looking back out the window.
*I wonder what's up with her. She is so hostile toward me...* he thought to himself noticing the snow picking up even more outside. She slept for the next two hours on him slowly opening her eyes realizing where she was. "How did you do it?" she whispered softly to him, staring at the floor her head still resting on his shoulder.
"How did I do what?" he repeated not really knowing what she meant.
"Our game two days ago... how did you beat me so easily?" she admitted letting her shoulders relax and putting her feet on the bench.
"Oh? I didn't beat you easily... what are you talking about? We almost lost, it came down to the last team fight remember?" he told her defensively.
"Not the game itself. How did you beat me in lane so easily? You practically ignored me the entire laning phase."
He laughed slightly, "Ignoring you was the only way that I would be able to beat you. I completely zoned out everything and just focused on farming and not getting hit."
"But why did you do that? How?" she whispered curiously.
He took a deep breath contemplating if he should tell her the real reason. After a brief pause he began to explain to her what happened the night before and about his injuries which nearly prevented him from being able to play at all. "So you see if you would have hit me even once, I probably would have been out for the rest of the game." he finished up with.
She stayed quiet for a few minutes before giggling to herself running her hand through her black hair, "I'm sorry..." she whispered before pausing. "I've been such a bitch to you on this train, yet you've shown me nothing but kindness. I was still bitter over that game, over how poorly I played. How reckless I acted throughout the entire game... It's been the only thing on my mind... you've been the only thing on my mind..." she admitted to him beginning to loosen up to him.
He grinned still looking at the window, it was pretty much completely dark outside and the snow had created a purple hazy look that seemed to be engulfing the train. "It's okay, really I understand. I've felt like that more times than I'll ever want to admit." he told her honestly recalling all the times he beat himself up over losses.
"You know... I think you might not be bad as they say you are. You actually seem very gentlemanlike and charming." she complimented.
"Gentlemanlike? Thanks? You're very admirable yourself there professor." he replied modestly looking down at her clothes and the ruler sticking out of her bag on the floor. He looked down at her noticing her starting to blush, "Oh, is someone blushing?" he teased wrapping his arm around her and tickling her playfully.
She giggled genuinely, "Hehe, now don't get any idea with those hands of yours! You might be charming but you're still Ezreal the womanizer and I'm not that type of lady." she told him sternly.
"Hey! What does that even mean?! It was just a friendly gesture sheesh" he explained to her. As they both broke into laughter. She sat up scooting closer to him, "Hm..." she mumbled.
"What's hm?" he asked curiously feeling her breath on his neck.
She looked at him smiling, "Oh nothing... just you might be as cute as they say." she told him curling her lip slightly looking into his eyes.
"Oh... well thanks?" he said modestly.
She continued to stare into his eyes, "You seem so innocent and sweet I don't understand where people get all these bad things about you. But, don't go getting your hopes up... you won't be wooing any of this tonight." she told him firmly in a joking manner.
"I think you've made your point quite clear, Miss" he grinned laughing at her. They continued talking for the next hour or so as the train slowed down a bit more due to the worsening weather.
"So how did you get so good? I didn't hear about you too much until last year" she told him.
"I'm not sure I just got tired of letting down my team and then I met some wonderful people along the way that helped me improve as well" he told her.
Their conversation was interrupted by the conductor coming over the speakerphone once again, "Folks due to the worsening weather conditions we will be forced to make an emergency stop at District 81. Our engines are beginning to freeze over and we'll be forced to spend the night here until the storm blows over. Sorry for the inconvenience!"
He sighed heavily, as the train made its way into the station. "The weather it's pretty bad it's probably for the best." she told him getting seating up and exiting the train with the other passengers. Ezreal stepped out of the train and was shocked to see how much snow had fallen on the ground; he stood there with Fiora while the crowd of passengers rushed toward what looked like a Tavern.
They both were still in the station looking out the window, "So, what are you going to do explorer?" she teased bundling herself up in his jacket. He shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know..." he responded blankly.
"Good, come with me to the Pub you look hungry and I could use a drink." she told him walking out of the station before even giving him a chance to respond.
He put his hand in front of his face and followed quickly behind Fiora as she scurried along the snow litter path pushing open the large wooden door of the Pub. The pub was full of drunks laughing and singing, tons of chit chat and a surprising number of beautiful half naked women walking around.
Ezreal stood there baffled by the sight not even noticing Fiora walk farther into the pub taking a seat at the end of the bar. "What is this place...?" he whispered to himself watching two women jump up on a table nearby begin to dance in front of a group of drunken men.
Mesmerized by the sight he hardly noticed he was still standing in the way of door, "Excuse me sir, are you looking for someone?" one of the hostesses asked generously grabbing his arm and pulling him closer to her until their bodies were touching. She leaned forward pressing herself against him, he could feel her lace bra beneath her thin nearly see through blouse as her nipples pressed firmly against him, "Or perhaps... you were looking for me?" she whispered seductively licking his ear and planting a kiss on his neck.
"Uh... huh? I was..." he struggled to get out as the young hostesses continued rub herself all over him. "Come let's go get a few drinks in you!" she told him tugging gently at his pants. He suddenly felt a strong tug on his arm freeing him from her, "What are you doing..." Fiora scolded dragging him away from the girl. "Eh! Hey! I saw him first!" she called folding her arms and pouting as Fiora and Ezreal took a seat at the bar.
"Have you not been here before?" she asked him looking around at all the young women entertaining the other men. He shook his head, "What is this place? That girl...does she know me?"
Fiora laughed, "The girl probably wants to get to know you, along with those over there and there." she pointed out discreetly showing him that he was being eyed up by quite a few young ladies in the Pub. She watched his eyes widen, "Heh, they don't call it the District of Love for nothing. Now, if you don't want to end up underneath one of them tonight then I suggest you stick close to me and follow my lead." she instructed.
"I don't understand... what are they looking for? All these people?"
"Love of course? All these ladies are looking for the one or a nice one night stand whatever fits the bill for the night." she told him signaling the bartender over to them. "How can I help ye'?" a familiar voice called.
"My boyfriend and I would like two of your mildest drinks with ice and he'll take whatever your special is." she replied before Ezreal could even turn around to look at the bartender. "Boyfriend?!" he repeated shockingly, "It's the easiest way to get them to leave you alone, relax you don't know any of these people anyways. I'm not going to mess up your little triangle or harem or whatever you got going on nowadays." she mocked.
The bartender returned with two glasses sliding them down the wooden bar as he made eye contact with Ez, "Ez?! Is t'at you boy?" Gragas laughed running his hand down his beard, "Gragas?! What are you doing here?!"
Gragas laughed leaning his big body against the bar to get closer to them, "I'm fillin' for me cousin, and he's feeling a bit under the weather. Been here for three days I'm going back home tomorrow if the storm blows. But, I see ye got yo're a sophisticated one this time 'round, very classy and elegant. I do approve kiddo."
"Wait! No! It's not like... it's not what it looks like!?" he pleaded shaking his head frantically, Fiora leaned against him putting her arm around him and rubbing her face against his smiling, "Now, Now... It's exactly what it looks like too embarrassed to introduce your own girlfriend? Hm?! She said kissing him on the cheek.
He face began turning bright red as he grabbed his drink and immediately chugged it down. "Ah..." he let out as the ice tinged against the glass. Gragas went back to serving other customers while they continued to talk.
"I can't believe you..." he whispered to her.
She laughed, "It had to be believable unless you'd rather be dealing with those girls. They won't give you a chance if they get you alone." she warned him, "Anyways don't pretend that you didn't like it" she flirted sipping her drink. "It's all over your face, you enjoy my company don't you?" she said cornering him, kissing him on the cheek once again.
He remained silent blushing once again, "The great Ezreal, blushing and speechless? I never would have thought..." she teased as he chugged down another drink. "Pfft... you're different" he told her feeling the buzz of his drink as he opened back up and relaxed some more.
They continued talking about their respective teams as he tried to give her pointers to improve herself. "What do you mean I'm overly aggressive?!" she barked grabbing another slice of the fried potato from their shared meal. "If you come in too aggressive it makes it easy to take advantage of you, a lot easier to dodge if they can see exactly where you'd going to swing ahead of time" he told her grabbing a fried potato off their plate.
"You should try to just casually poke, soften them up and then go all-in when they least expect it" he advised to her.
She nodded her head grinning at them as the two continued having them conversation, Gragas brought them over the bill and they both split it equally, "She even pays as well?" Ye found yourself ay keeper there, Ez" Gragas shouted chugging another mug of his own beer. Fiora grabbed his hand and held it tightly leaning against him, squishing his arm against her breasts as they walked out of the Pub.
"Ahh... finally out of there..." Ezreal panted, the cold air feeling good on his face.
Fiora laughed, "Oh it was sort of fun? Was it not? I think you might just have fancied me all over you in there. I saw you peeking at my ass and down my shirt pervert."
"Mmm... once or twice." he started as they both burst into laughter leaning all over each other just outside of the Pub. "Hey there! Don't fall!" he called to her grabbing her hand pulling her closer to him as he leaned against the Pub wall. His back against the wall, Fiora pressed herself against his chest, her face a rosy tint, he could smell the alcohol on her breath. He felt quite intoxicated himself allowing his hands to make their way to her ass giving it a firm squeeze rubbing the fabric of her skirt.
"Is that your hand on my ass?" she gasped playfully.
"You're not drunk, are you?" he questioned grinning at her, she looked into his eyes pressing herself against him, "I'm not drunk enough for you to take advantage of me; only a little tipsy that's all. Come let's go somewhere warm before one of us catches a cold or something." Ez couldn't help but glance down her shirt at her cleavage as she remained pressing herself again him, burying her head into his neck.
He inhaled deeply before throwing her arm over his shoulder and heading back to the station to pick up their bags from off the train and headed toward the Tavern.
Inside the lobby the front desk clerk stood behind the counter smiling at them, "Hello, Welcome to Couple Retreat. How may I help you?" Fiora walked over first and started to book her room, as Ezreal stood near the doorway looking outside. "You're all set Miss, room 504 on the left."
Ezreal walked over to the desk and requested a room of his own. Fiora was slowly making her way to the stairs; "I'll see you tomorrow" she called from the doorway, grinning at him. The clerk's face frowned, "I'm sorry sir, she booked our last night, we have no more space until tomorrow." he told Ezreal as Fiora turned around and headed back over to the front desk.
"No more space? That's fine Ezreal come you can just stay in my room." she told him.
"Wait!" the clerk shouted, "It's our policy that only couples can share the room that is reserved; not friends. I'm sorry I don't make the rules, I just have to enforce them." he said apologetically.
"Hm, we are couple? Can't you see?" Fiora told him grabbing Ezreal's hand. The clerk shook his head, "You two had planned on getting separate rooms. I'm sorry but unless you can prove it and explain why I'm going to have to ask your friend to leave or I'll have to get someone to make him leave." he told them firmly.
"It's fine... Fiora I'll just..." Fiora sighed cutting him off, walking closer to the desk and slamming her hands on it, "Look, we just started dating okay? I'm a little, just a little tipsy and I didn't think it would be a good idea to have him in the room with me. I tend to get a little frisky with alcohol. We've been together three weeks." she told him becoming irritated.
"I'm sorry. He can go up with you to your room but... you guys have to at least kiss to prove to me that you guys are really dating. My boss would kill me if I broke the rules and allowed non-couples to stay in the same room liability reasons… I'm not taking any chance..." he explained to them.
"Kiss?" Ezreal whispered...
Fiora looked at Ezreal's conflicted face and grinned. She looked deep into his blue eyes as he stared back into hers as their hands met each other's, "It's only a kiss, Ez..." she whispered leaning forward as her soft lips met his and they began to kiss.
Fiora slipped her tongue into his mouth as to her surprise Ezreal's' tongue met her as they gently swapped fluids, Ezreal slipped losing balance as tried to grab the desk but fell anyways onto his back Fiora tumbled down with him, their lips still locked lustfully kissing each other. Fiora's hand made their way to the back of his head pulling gently on his blond hair as their panting and breathing intensified. "Hey... that's enough? I believe you guys..." he called to them as they continued making out, "You guys can go to your room now!" he yelled a little louder trying to get their attention.
*She's a really good kisser...* he thought to himself getting lost in her tongue's fruitful dance in his mouth.
Fiora pulled away from Ezreal panting out of breath as she grabbed her bag in hand on and his hand in the other. "I think you're a pervert." she told the clerk glaring at him as Ezreal picked up his bag and they both made their way up the stairs to them room. They hadn't spoken a word to each other since they had kissed. Fiora unlocked the door and turned on the lights as they both observed their room, a fairly modest sized room with a heart shaped bed in the middle of it, with red heart shaped pillows and pink ones scatters along the bed.
"Sheesh, Love hotels..." she whispered running her finger through her hair and dropping her bag on floor.
"Are you okay?" he asked her concerned that their kiss might have been too much for even her. She nodded, taking off her heels, "Of course I'm fine... that was actually quite fun. You're very fun and dangerous brings out my bad girl side. But, I just want to take a shower, clear my head and rest it's been a really long day."
She grabbed her bag and headed into the bathroom closing the door softly behind her. Ezreal took a seat on the bed hearing the shower water turn on, "What are the odds... Sitting on a bed in a love hotel... with a girl I barely even know in the shower completely naked.. That I just made out with... ergnn what a good kisser..." he whispered as he tried to suppress his vulgar thoughts.
"At least there is a couch... yeah I'll sleep on the couch and give her the bed and in the morning I'll get on the train and go back home like nothing ever happened." he assured himself allowing his head to rest against the soft bed.
Closing his eyes, his body began to relax, allowing his mind to wander. A dreamlike picture of Fiora appeared at the forefront of his imagination, "You really are as cute as they say... Hey kiss me one more time. I see the way you've been looking at me; I told you I'm not that type of girl but… maybe for you I'll make an exception?"
"Wait Fiora? Is that you?" he whispered subconsciously, he slowly came back to his sense, his eyes flung open. He listened carefully trying to reorient himself, hearing the shower still running he realized he was still in the hotel with Fiora. He shook his violently and stood up walking over couch and sitting down on it,
The shower water stopped a few minutes later, Fiora's head popped out from behind the door, "Hey... so I don't have anything to sleep in beside full body suits. Do you have anything you can lend me for the night unless you'd prefer me to sleep naked." she teased sticking her leg out of door and grinning.
"No! I'll look for something" he told her urgently recalling his dirty thoughts about her. He began to rummage through his bag pulling out a white button down shirt. "Will this work?" he asked his hesitantly holding up his dress shirt. She nodded but to his surprise walked out of the bathroom her towel wrapped tightly around covering her chest and hips. She bent over holding her towel steady with one hand and grabbing the shirt with the other holding it up to herself. "This will work but if you don't mind we asking where is this from?" She asked noticing the debonair flair of his shirt.
He turned away in slight embarrassment, "It was a Halloween outfit from Lulu's party last year. We had to draw paper from a hat and I happened to get debonair theme along with Vi, Jayce, Galio and a few others."
Fiora giggled smiling at him, "Hopefully it's not too short for your taste" she flirted walking back into the bathroom. Ezreal took a seat back on the couch and Fiora returned a few minutes later sultrily leaning against the doorway with one hand on her hip, displaying his shirt. It fit her loosely draping off her right shoulder exposing her red bra strap, the sleeves extended well beyond her arms; the buttons generously unbuttoned at the top revealing her cleavage. The shirt was so short that it barely came halfway down her thighs, "Well, what do you think?" she teased winking at him and twirling around in a circle for him to see.
"Wow..." he relied speechlessly completely captivated by her beauty and mature figure as she strutted her way over to the couch. He sat there on the couch helplessly eyeing her up and down, slouching down in his seat. She immediately straddles him, watching him closely as his eyes instantly began to stare at her cleavage. She smiled in utter satisfaction pulling his face into her chest, "Mmm.." she moaned seductively riling up his temptations even more before pushing him back against the sofa.
She glanced down at the bulge in his pants and smirked shaking her head, "Sorry, Ez but I've always wanted to do something like this. Who would have thought you'd be so bad at this?" she teased taking her finger and placing it over his lips, "I mean completely speechless? Melting away in my hands? Tsk... Tsk..." she paused enjoying every moment of her power over him.
She grabbed his collar with both hands firmly pulling face closer to hers, she tilted her head leaning forward her lips just barely out of reach, "Now don't touch…" she whispered gently sucking on his upper lip. Before he could even realize it both of his hands were under her shirt gripping tightly as her waist feeling her lingerie. She pushed him back against the couch, removing both of his hands from her hips.
"I told you before you wouldn't get getting this tonight remember?" she shook her index finger back and forth in his face before getting up and sitting on the bed. She looked at him as he sighed heavily, "Ahhh... so not fair..." he whispered almost as if he was out of breath… "Hm?!" she called from the bed scrolling through her phone not phased but their little intimacy.
"I had my guard down that's all... a dirty little trick." he teased her, "Mmhmm... sure sure. I'll let you pretend like you have this under control hehe" she flirted back as they both began to laugh again.
"You're really fun to be around." she told him again, "And you know you can sleep in the bed with me. I'll make sure nothing happens between us. Besides I know you're cold" she mocked looking over at him and seeing the visible chill bumps on his arms.
"I'll be fine..." he told her shaking his head knowing what would eventually happen if he joined her in bed.
She frowned, "Get over here before I have to make you..." she threatened playful. Ezreal looked down at his own pants as member still throbbing and hard, "No no... Really, I'll be fine over here" he told her again. Fiora sat up in the bed sliding her bra strap off of her shoulder seductively, "Oops. I'm cold Ez... cum warm me up." she flirted.
He shook his head curling up in a ball on the couch, "Eh, seriously heh I'm cold come over here!" she admitted putting her bra strap back on her shoulder, "You don't believe me come feel?" she offered extended her arm outward to him. He got up and made his way to the bed touching her ice cold arm, "Oh wow!" he gasped.
"You wouldn't let your girlfriend for the night freeze in this bed alone, would you?" she teased as he took off his shoes and slowly climbed into bed with her. He got under the sheets lying flat on his back, she wasted little time cuddling up with him resting her head on his chest, "Thanks for this, you're a really good guy" she told him earnestly.
He lay there stiff at first but eventually relaxing, his arousal state finally beginning to fade, "So what were you doing before the train ride?" he asked her trying to get his mind off of her half naked body partial on top of his. "I was teaching some rookies the basics about top laning and Csing." she him listening to his heart beat.
They would continue talking and lying like this for the next 20 minutes or so until Fiora had finally warmed up. She snuggled a bit closer to him, "I feel a lot better thanks to you" she told propping herself up on his chest and looking into his eyes. He smiled back at her "No problem."
Fiora sighed looking at his lips, "Can I ask you for one more unreasonable request?"
"Could it be any more reasonable than your first one?" he joked making light of her question.
She giggled, "I don't think so it'll only take a few minutes"
"Hm? Sure what is it?" he told her calmly.
She smiled looking at him honestly, "I want to kiss you one more time."
"KISS?!" he whispered loudly recalling how addicting her first one was.
Fiora began to blush a little bit, "I guess the alcohol is finally wearing off huh? I mean... Downstairs that was my first kiss in 3 years. I kind of enjoyed it more than I should have. I just want to you know? See what it feels like one more time, I know it sounds crazy but who knows the next I'll get a chance like this... with someone like you. As friends." she explained to him sincerely.
Ezreal inhaled deeply drifting deep into thought, *I don't know If I can handle another kiss... It's taking everything just to prevent myself from getting turned on. But, she seems so nice like a mix of Vayne and Ahri.. why am I thinking about them at a time like this?*
"Ezreal? Are you okay?"
He shook his head slightly coming back to his senses, "Sorry... I was just thinking that's all! Of course you can have a little kiss." he told her cheerfully trying to make light of the situation. Fiora bit her lips, "Just tell me when you want to stop, I'm going to enjoy this far more than I should. I can trust you right? You won't take advantage of me right?"
They both sat up on the bed awkwardly looking into each other's eyes, Fiora reached up pulling her red ribbons out of her hair allowing it to fall around her face and onto her shoulder. She heard him moan slightly as he looked at her, "Oh you like my hair down?" she teased swing it back and forth.
"Oh put it back up in a bun!" he joked.
Ezreal already felt butterflies filling his stomach, his nervousness beginning to get the better of him and his member become slightly aroused just by the thought of kissing her again. Fiora leaned forward closing her eyes and he did the same.
Their lips met in a spark of passionate and lust filled desire, his mind immediately went blank filling with vulgar thoughts of all the things he wanted to do to her. She delicately swooshed her tongue around in his mouth; his body losing all form of self-control. Before he could even realize it, his hands were under her shirt once against groping her tits beneath her bra. She pushed him away noticing his aggressive advances; "Ez! Sheesh I said a kiss not a grope fest" she teased tying one of her red ribbons around her wrist and the other around his loosely.
He scratched his head, "What are these for?"
"If you ever want to stop just pull it off of me, I have a feeling this might get a little steamy... remember you promised just kissing... I don't want to be another girl in your triangle...this is no strings attached." she warned him pulling him on top of her and kissing him once again irresistibly...
Fiora and Ezreal.
I guess it's almost time to bring Sona and the gang back into the mix.
This one was way longer than most of my chapters I'm not really sure why.
I really like Fiora as a champion and just in general... I think she's awesome.
Hands down one of my top 3 favorite female champions.
I'll see you guys in the next chapter.
