Warning: This chapter contains smut.

Luckily for Quinn, the party began to draw to a close soon after she and Talon had returned from their excursion into the gardens. Lux was still dancing with that boy from Piltover, although Quinn assumed it was because Garen had occupied himself with Katarina. Both couples seemed quite enamored with another, assuring Quinn that they wouldn't notice if she happened to disappear.

Talon had slipped away almost immediately, where to Quinn wasn't sure, but she took the opportunity to sneak away herself, glancing around nervously to make sure no one was following her. Some guests followed her, as they were leaving the party as well, but none paid mind as she traveled further down the citadel's halls, hastily making her way to the stairs.

Living in the citadel had taken some getting used to, as she had grown up on a small farm with only her parents and Caleb. Other members of the Vanguard had quarters as well, though many of them were nobility and had their own manors they preferred to stay at, only staying at the citadel if it was specifically requested by Jarvan. All of the rooms were in the same location, which would've been more problematic if Quinn wasn't the only one who stayed there full time. She enjoyed her privacy, preferred it actually over the constant ruckus that took place when the entire Vanguard was assembled.

She hurried to her room, cursing the stupid dress she wore as it continuously tripped her. She couldn't wait to get the damn thing off.

Her room was similar to most of the guest rooms in the castle, spacious but simple. There was the usual bed, dresser and desk, but the rest of the furnishings were left to the guest themselves, as Jarvan encouraged his guests to make themselves at home and to be as comfortable as possible. For Quinn, that hadn't meant much in the way of furnishings, as she had never needed them in her old home. Instead she kept one wall covered with her art, varying from the dozens of sketches she'd create while out on missions to the occasional painting she found the time to complete in her free time.

Most of the art was simple, of landscapes or plants and animals (often Valor) with a few portraits. She'd drawn Jarvan a few times when she'd first joined the Vanguard, and there was even one sketch, though crude, with every member included. Her most recent one was hidden in the corner, as she wanted to avoid any guests seeing it.

It was of Talon, of course, as he'd been the main source of her inspiration for art as of late. She'd teased him about some of the wanted posters she'd found of him in Noxus, all of which were just crude sketches of a hooded figure with no discernable features. To fix this, she'd created her own recreation of him, doing her best to capture his personality. As it was a wanted poster, she'd drawn him with a stern expression, the one she'd seen when they'd first met. Still, she felt as though she'd done a pretty damn good job on capturing his look. She couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, able to lose herself in his eyes even when they were mere drawings.

A squawk pulled her from her daydream and she glanced to see that Valor had returned from his hunt and had perched himself on the balcony outside, waiting for Quinn to let him in.

"Val!" she called, running over to open the door and step outside.

The bird cawed sharply, stretching his neck as his way of demanding affection. Quinn laughed, obliging and stroking his plumage to earn a coo of approval.

"Have a nice dinner?"

Valor squawked in confirmation, tilting his head to receive more scratches.

"Good," Quinn replied, "I need you to stay here for a bit though."

The bird cocked his head to the side in confusion. After dinner he was always allowed in her room, choosing to sleep in her bed as he had for several years.

"Talon's coming to visit. I need you to stay so he knows where to go."

There was a rumble in Valor's chest as he narrowed his eyes, nipping at Quinn's fingers as he made a soft noise of disapproval.

"I know you don't like him," Quinn sighed, "But this is kind of a big deal. Just this one time, okay?"

It was impossible for Valor to say no to his partner, as nothing upset him more than seeing her unhappy. He ruffled his feathers and clicked his tongue, causing Quinn to smile.

"Thanks, Val. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

She gave him a quick pat on the head before returning back to her room, leaving the door open so she'd be able to hear Talon arrive. The dress was still a nuisance and she considered getting out of it and taking a bath, which sounded lovely after this night of madness. But Talon had said he'd come straight to her, which didn't leave her much time to relax.

Shit, he was coming. She needed to get ready.

Unsure of what to do, she hurried to the mirror that hung above her dresser to inspect her appearance. Lux had truly done a fantastic job for which Quinn would have to thank her later. At least she didn't have to worry about that. Was there anything else for her to do? He'd never visited her in her quarters before and she felt suddenly unprepared. As far as she knew, there was nothing he did in preparation for her visits, but she felt as if she was obligated to do something for him. What that was, she had no idea.

Her heart raced as she looked to the door that led to her bathroom, trying to think of something. Should she change for him? She didn't exactly own any lingerie to fit the occasion, but there was a nightgown she could slip into. Would he like it? Would it seem like she was coming on too strong? Dammit, she'd already confessed her love for him, she couldn't come off any stronger than that.

There was a soft thud behind her and she whipped around. Too late, she thought. He'd already arrived and had pulled himself up from the balcony, glancing at Valor as he stood up straight. The bird glared at him but remained silent, ruffling his feathers slightly as Talon made his way inside.

"I'm impressed," he remarked, "He didn't try to rip my eyes out."

"I asked him nicely."

Quinn found herself unable to move. He was here in her room, in Demacia, where everyone wanted him dead. She worried that someone would burst in if she dared to move and take him away from her, the thought causing her heart to race.

Talon noticed her uneasiness and approached her quietly, reaching out to take her hands once they were close enough. He'd already let his hair down, she noticed, as some of it hung in front of his eyes. There was concern written across his face and Quinn found herself gasping at the sudden pressure when he squeezed her hands reassuringly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I…"

She knew her worries were meaningless, but that didn't stop them from gnawing away at her senses.

"I don't know," she admitted, "I just… I can't believe you're really here, with me. I feel like I'm dreaming."

He chuckled softly as he leant down to press his forehead to hers, something she'd discovered was one of his favorite ways of showing affection. His warmth immediately flowed into her and she released a breath she didn't know she was holding.

"I can assure you, this is not a dream," he murmured, "I'm here. And I'm here to please you, since you've pleased me so much already."

She trembled slightly at the implication of his words. Of course she wanted to make love with him, it's all she'd been thinking about since declaring her love, but something about it seemed off. She wanted him to hold her like this, just a bit longer before they were consumed with passion. To relish in this tenderness as long as she could.

"Quinn…"

She still shivered when he said her name.

"Tell me what you want."

"I…"

He pulled back ever so slightly, pressing his lips against her forehead, leaving a soft tingling sensation against her skin. Not yet, she told herself. She couldn't let herself get carried away now. This moment had to last just a bit longer…

"I want to take a bath."

She wasn't sure whether she surprised herself or Talon more with her words, but they were enough to make them both silent. He brought his head back further away, his brows furrowed in bewilderment.

"You're joking," he deadpanned.

A blush raced to Quinn's cheeks as she glanced nervously at her feet.

"I just…" she mumbled, "I wanted to relax a bit. Before we… you know."

Talon's lip twitched in amusement. Of all the possible things, she wanted to take a bath? And here he'd been preparing for some strange sexual fantasy. It could've been worse, he thought.

"Alright," he sighed, "Go and take your bath."

She didn't move right away, keeping her eyes on the floor and squirming slightly.

"Would you…" she started.

Her voice was weak and she refused to make eye contact, her hands fidgeting nervously in his. He didn't understand. While he found it odd, he wouldn't deny her a bath, so why was she still acting like this? After a moment of hesitation, she took a deep breath and forced herself to look back up again, her blush deeper than it had been a moment ago.

"Would you join me?"

A grin crept onto Talon's face. That was more like it, he thought.

"Of course, birdie."

Still blushing madly, Quinn took him by the wrist to lead him to the bathroom. It was nothing special, a bit small if anything. Talon glanced around as she shut the door behind them, moving towards the center of the room where the tub was so she could start the water. He took the opportunity to remove his suit jacket, tossing it lazily on the floor beside him, grateful to be free from its confinement.

Quinn hesitated for a moment before shrugging the straps off her dress, letting it fall to her ankles before kicking it away. She watched as the water began to fill the tub, overcome with sudden modesty that prevented her from removing her underwear.

"While I do think that dress looked nice on you…"

He'd snuck up behind her to wrap his arms around her, chuckling when she flinched involuntarily.

"I think I prefer you out of it," he breathed.

The moment his lips were on her neck she let out a contented sigh, leaning back into him as he worked his way down her throat. While it felt amazing, she still had a goal and reluctantly pulled away from him. He grunted in disapproval but allowed her to step to the side, a glint of lust in his eyes as she finally began to remove her bra.

"You should get in before the water gets cold," she teased.

They both knew that wasn't going to happen so quickly, but he obliged, removing the rest of his clothes before stepping into the water. It was terribly hot, causing Talon to hiss in pain as he eased into it, the searing against his skin eventually fading into a pleasant warmth. To be honest, it was rather nice, as the heat soothed his sore muscles and put his mind at ease. He looked to Quinn, who had stripped completely but was now standing at the edge of the bath warily, her modesty returning as she wrapped her arms around her chest.

"Quinn," he sighed, "What did you just say about the water getting cold?"

She bit her lip, taking a quick breath before practically hopping in the tub, some water splashing Talon and causing him to mutter a curse under his breath. The water really was hot, but she had always preferred it that way and had no trouble easing herself into the water, sitting herself between Talon's legs. She leaned back to rest against his broad chest, adjusting herself to get as comfortable as possible before letting out a pleasant sigh.

The water was still running as the tub wasn't quite full just yet, the only noise in the otherwise silent room. Talon's arms found their way around her waist and her heart quickly began to race as she waited for him to make the next move. To her surprise, there was none and instead Talon just held her close, resting his chin on top of her head, feeling the soft vibrations of her pleased hum against his chest.

"Happy?" he asked.

"Very. I feel… safe."

It was true. Here, surrounded by warmth and wrapped up in his strong arms, Quinn had never felt safer. He nuzzled his face into her hair, earning a giggle from the woman he held so tenderly.

Quinn stretched her foot to turn off the faucet, realizing that the tub was threatening to overflow but not wanting to leave Talon's embrace. It took a few tries, but she managed to get a hold of the damn thing with her toes.

They stayed like that for some time, soaking in the silence and each other's warmth as their breathing gradually fell into synch. If she could stay like that forever, she would. Everything was alright here. There was no fighting, no hatred between warring kingdoms. Just the two of them, safe and sound.

"I love you."

She'd spoken without thinking and silently cursed herself for breaking the peaceful silence. Talon didn't seem to mind, merely humming in approval as he squeezed her waist. At least she hadn't completely ruined the moment, she told herself. It was slightly disheartening, not hearing him say the words back, but she had to think positively. Originally, she didn't think he'd ever be able to return her feelings, but what he'd said earlier stuck in her mind.

I can't say those same words to you. Not yet.

Just the tiniest possibility was enough to satisfy her, so she didn't dwell on it further, longing to focus more on the way she seemed to fit so perfectly against his chest.

The silence continued and Quinn would've fallen asleep had Talon not moved beneath her. She groaned softly in protest, slightly annoyed that her peace had been disturbed.

"Sorry," he muttered, "Was getting stiff."

She hadn't thought of his comfort, guilt suddenly overwhelming her as she pulled away, turning around so that she faced him.

"Sorry," she said sheepishly.

"You didn't have to move. It was quite nice having you there actually."

Regardless, he took advantage of the moment to relieve his stiffness, stretching his arms up above his head. Quinn watched, pretending she wasn't drooling over how his muscles flexed. It only took a moment for him to catch her ogling.

"It's rude to stare," he taunted.

Quinn was quick to avert her eyes, the heat rising to her cheeks rivaling that of the water.

"You know," he continued, "It's only fair now if I have a good look at you."

Her arms wrapped around her chest instinctively, her blush worsening at the sound of Talon's laugh. She jumped slightly when she felt his hands on her arms, surprised by the sudden touch. He pulled on her gently, causing her to rise to her knees and reveal her slim waist. After a moment of hesitation, she allowed her arms to fall to her side, exposing her breasts.

His eyes gleamed with desire and Quinn found herself choking on air when he dragged his tongue over his lips seductively.

"Talon –"

"Come here."

Before she had time to react, Talon had grabbed her and forcefully pulled her down to him, crushing their lips together. A moan escaped her as she returned the kiss, more than willing to collapse against him. She'd satisfied her craving for a more innocent display of affection and found herself ready to give Talon what he wanted.

His kisses were sloppy and desperate, occasionally taking Quinn's bottom lip between his teeth to hear her helpless whimper that drove him crazy. He allowed his hands to wander to her back before sliding down further, causing her to yelp in surprise when he squeezed her ass none too gently.

"Talon!" she gasped, "We… We should probably take this somewhere else."

She was right. As much as he wanted to fuck her right then and there, he knew that a bath wouldn't be the most comfortable place for them. Without releasing her, he managed to rise to his feet, Quinn letting out a squeak of surprise as she flung her legs around his waist to hold herself up. Her fingernails dug into the back of his neck as she desperately tried to cling to him, her slippery body making the endeavor near impossible.

"A little warning would be nice!" she said breathlessly.

"You were the one who suggested we move," he replied.

Her retort was cut off by his lips yet again, rough and demanding. She was amazed at how he held her so effortlessly, as if she weighed nothing. Her fingers found their way to his hair and she quickly laced them through for a better grip. Hair pulling, as she'd discovered over their times together, was something he thoroughly enjoyed and the growl that rumbled through his chest as she tugged proved that he loved it as much as ever.

He climbed out of the tub, grateful for the towel that laid beside it that allowed him to quickly dry his feet. The last thing he needed was to slip and fall, though he had a feeling even that wouldn't be able to stop them at this point.

Despite the fact that Quinn was driving him wild with her hair pulling, he managed to carry her out of the bathroom, unceremoniously tossing her on the bed still soaking wet. Seeing her like that, sprawled in front of him completely bare, Talon couldn't control himself. He began to lunge for her when an obnoxiously loud squawk caught his attention.

A very irritated Valor was still out on the balcony, flapping his wings as he glared at the Noxian through the still open door.

"Valor!"

Quinn hid her face in her hands out of embarrassment, Talon quickly making his way back to the balcony.

"Get lost," he hissed, "We'll be busy for a while."

The bird cawed in disgust as Talon shut the door on him, hesitating before flying off into the night sky.

"Poor Valor," Quinn muttered to herself, "I can't believe he saw that."

"He's a bird," Talon said dryly, "He'll get over it."

She began to protest, but he'd already returned to the bed, wasting no time as he climbed over her, bending down to lock their lips together and relishing in the sound of her moans. Her toes curled into the mattress as his hands found her wrists, pinning them above her head effortlessly. Once he broke the kiss, Quinn found herself gasping for air, realizing just how long they'd been at it. But he didn't give her a chance to relax, only dragging his lips down to her neck to pepper her with more kisses. She squirmed at the feel of his teeth grazing her skin, unable to hold in her moans.

"Tell me what you want," he purred, "Let me give you everything."

Her thighs trembled at his words, another whimper falling from her lips as he sucked at the sensitive spot where her neck and collarbone met. At this point, she had no idea what she wanted. All she knew was that she needed Talon to keep doing exactly what he was doing and never stop. She bucked her hips unintentionally, trembling when Talon hummed against her throat in response.

"Say no more," he breathed.

Quinn's breathing hitched as he allowed his kisses to trail downwards, making sure to give a few to her breasts before continuing down her stomach, paying extra attention to her waist. Helpless against his touch Quinn found herself crying out as he nipped her hipbone, bucking again, not expecting to be so sensitive there.

"Fuck!"

Talon cocked a brow as he glanced up at her, smirking while he watched her chest heave as she tried to catch her breath.

"That's new," he commented, thoroughly amused.

Quinn bit her lip, aware of the smug tone he teased her with. It was a little embarrassing how easily she came undone for him, but she couldn't help it. He seemed to know all of her weak points and exactly how to make her say his name.

"Fuck you," she hissed, biting back another moan as he bit down in the same spot, harder this time.

"That's the plan," he taunted.

She wanted to return the snide comment with her own, but her voice broke off into a cry of ecstasy. Talon had placed himself between her thighs and given her one slow lick, surprised at her enthusiastic reaction. He'd never gone down on her before, but judging by her reaction this wouldn't be the last time.

"Talon…"

Her voice was weak and shaky, thick with desperation. The Noxian didn't seem to hear her, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh, enjoying the sweet sound of her whimpers.

"Please," she breathed, "Again."

Talon paused for a moment, allowing the anticipation to seep into her before he gave her another lick.

"Don't stop!" she gasped.

He had told her that he'd do as she said and he wanted to do everything he could for her after she'd declared her love for him. So, he obliged, burying his face into her, licking and nipping at her sensitive folds.

Quinn was a wreck, a mess of moans and whimpers as she bucked her hips into him, biting her lip to hold in the screams that tried to escape. He's done this before, she thought. There's no way he hadn't. He knew exactly what to do, somehow knowing exactly what she wanted as she squirmed against him.

"Talon, I'm –"

She came before she could finish her sentence, back arching as she felt the familiar sticky wetness flow against her thighs. Talon had no problem swallowing her, allowing her to finish before licking the cum that clung to her legs. Her body collapsed into the mattress, shaking as Talon finished cleaning up the mess she'd made.

Once he'd deemed her clean enough, he crawled back up to hover over her again, resting his forehead against hers as she tried to catch her breath.

"I take it you enjoyed that?" he asked teasingly.

She could only nod, still too focused on breathing to even try and attempt speaking. Talon smiled and planted a kiss on her cheek.

"I told you I'd take care of you."

Quinn chuckled slightly, finally managing to even her breathing.

"Yes," she sighed, "Yes, you did."

He allowed himself to flop on his side next to her, slinging an arm over her chest and pulling her close. Immediately, she rolled over to face him, gladly snuggling up against his chest. She had certainly enjoyed this new experience, but she felt guilty that he'd done so much for her and got nothing in return.

While she was still worn out from her orgasm, she still wanted to return the favor. Talon grunted in surprise when Quinn ground her hips in to his, perplexed by the sly grin she gave him. Had he not pleased her enough? She noticed his confused expression and placed her hand on his thigh, slowly dragging it up to earn a suppressed moan from the Noxian.

"I'm not gonna forget about you," she whispered, "I love you, remember?"

He tried not to notice where her hand was wandering, but damn it was difficult.

"You're sure?" he asked, "I wanted to focus on pleasing you tonight… to give you what you want."

Quinn pursed her lips, wrapping her hand around his length and causing him to inhale sharply.

"Talon, I promise that this will please me. I want you inside me."

That was all he needed to hear. He flipped her back over onto her back in the blink of an eye, guiding himself to her entrance. Quinn hadn't expected him to take things so quickly, thinking she'd have more time to prepare, but her protests were cut off as he thrust himself into her, her voice breaking as she cried out.

Damn, it hurt. It always hurt. She blamed it on him for being so big, blinking back the tears that stung at her eyes as she knew the pain would fade soon. He was gentle at first, rocking back and forth slowly to ease the strain on her tight walls. She was grateful for his thoughtfulness, rocking back into him as the pain melted into a familiar warmth.

"Talon…"

Her voice was music to his ears, his name a favorite song of his to hear. He quickened his pace, aware that Quinn had relaxed and was no longer in pain. She matched his speed, the friction inside her sending bolts of electricity through her core. Her hands clawed at his back, desperate to have a grip on anything. Talon hissed, feeling some blood trickle down from her relentless attack but not relenting, moving deeper and harder with each thrust.

She couldn't stop moaning, not seeming to care just how loud she was being. It didn't matter, she thought. No one else was around to hear her. All she could think of was Talon and how she needed him even more, needed him to fuck her harder.

"Talon!"

She came again with his name on her lips, Talon following soon after. They collapsed into a heap, breathing ragged as their bodies trembled from the aftershock of the orgasm. Quinn felt his seed flow into her and sighed contentedly, nuzzling her face into his neck.

They waited until they could breathe properly again before separating, Talon sliding himself out carefully to ensure he didn't hurt her. He fell onto his back, sighing heavily. He'd meant to focus on pleasing her tonight, but that didn't stop him from enjoying what they'd just done.

Quinn rolled on top of him in an exquisitely ungraceful manner, Talon grunting at the sudden weight thrown onto him. She just giggled, reaching up and pushing some of his hair out of his face. The look in her eyes was vacant and dreamy, a pleased grin on her lips.

"I love you," she breathed.

Talon chuckled and wrapped his arms around her waist, squeezing her tightly.

"I know."

Author's Note: There you go. You kinky bastards have been begging for smut so I did my best. I have never written smut before this, so I apologize if the quality is lackluster. At this point, I have none of the next chapter written, so unless I keep this crazy nonstop writing mindset, it will be a bit longer until the next update. We are very close to the main conflict as well! Please take your time to leave a review, tell me what you liked, what you didn't like, how bad I am at writing smut, etc. See you guys next chapter!