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Warning: Thankfully I made this rated T… You'll see what I mean…
Disclaimer (For anyone reading this low quality content): I do not own anything Riot Games (Rito Games if you prefer) or any other of these games or their companies, this is a purely fan-made story and I hope you will enjoy it (if you read it of course).
Airi's POV:
It was love at first sight. His voice gentle, his actions polite. His smile pure as a white light. Even though I didn't know this boy, I was willing to trust him with my secrets, my treasures, and my love. His eyes, dark, black as pitch, filled with a calmness of a lake. He seemed to be cheerful, but I could sense his eyes boring into me, as if reading my mind.
He covered my hand that grasped his arm, and said slowly, "I will do so. A- Airi, I just want you to know that I mean no harm. You are… a very precious person in my life. I want you to know that-"
His sentence stopped abruptly as I pressed my lips on his, silencing him gently. We held it for a few moments before he let go slowly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…" I apologized, embarrassed. The next thing I knew was that I was in his arms tightly and looking at him, his eyes at almost only a few millimeters away from mine. This time, he leaned in and kissed me. After what seemed like an eternity, we broke apart. Letting air fill my lungs, I stared at him with dreamy eyes.
"That, was returning the favour." He smirked.
My head swirled, my thoughts stumbling, as scenes of the my past, flooded my mind. My arms dangled from my shoulders weakly, as if they would fall. I collapsed. Body falling onto the floor, I slept, I could feel faint strokes on my forehead, as I fell into the lost ten years of my life
Painfully, I awoke from my dream of torment given by Sharja. I realized I was in the arms of someone, probably a man from the strong grip I felt on my arms, his body warmth felt nostalgic, of when I was a child. His chest felt like a pillow, curling up warmly, I let my consciousness drift off.
Riven's POV:
The mistress. I want the mistress to give me more. I want her to whip harder (( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)). From now on, I'll be a good girl, and she'll give me more. Yes… More lashings, more pleasure… A traced my finger on my marks, I shivered in ecstasy. How I could still feel the pleasure from the lash, I am now the mistress's loyal slave.
Sharja's POV:
Sitting silently in my seat, scheming for my next torture session, I noticed many pass by and enter the hall. Strangely, I saw Jason carrying a curled up Airi into the hall, guess I shouldn't question that for now. Next, I found my new toys staggering side by side. Deciding to not let them spread the message of me torturing them, I acted friendly and approached them. Inviting them to my table warmly, Riven almost immediately followed me, while Butterfly tried to stagger away. Silly girl, she couldn't run. Like a snake, I curled my arm around the blonde girl's neck and dragged her towards my table. At first her hope blossomed like cherry blossom in spring, but slowly its petals fell until its branches were deprived of beauty. She screamed and pulled in despair to escape my grasp. At first she thought Jason or the others would come when she started begging, but when she saw the snicker on the faces everyone who knew her, she showed a face of true beauty, one where she had given on hope and accepted the truth. I wouldn't blame all of them, I've heard stories of Butterfly getting easy pentas and stuff.
In her seat, she sobbed, head facing the ground as Riven patted her back, comforting her. Feeling somewhat satisfied, I went to take dinner. Tenbu seemed to be alert when she was around me, I ignored her behaviour and picked my meal. Luckily, most of the food was there, left untouched by the gluttonous predators in the room. Kha'Zix managed not to kill anyone so far… Guess his hunger was satisfied.
As I was getting my third dish, and I must say, the chefs aren't doing half bad, Jason tapped me on the shoulder and inquired about the torture session. Politely, I invited him to my room tonight to observe the scenery of my two toys being lashed. He agreed to go, and he would lash them as well… Never thought of him to be the sadistic type.
Delighted, I strode back to my table accompanied by Jason to find both of my toys scarfing down their food like the dogs they were. Riven looked up and almost seemed to pant in ecstasy and wagged her tail, if she had one. Butterfly on the other hand froze at the sight of me bringing Jason along with me.
"Jason's going to join us for our torture session tonight, guess what, there'll be no breaks with the whipping!" I exclaimed excitedly.
Riven looked more aroused than before, while Butterfly looked pale as a sheet. "A-at least can I have Jason to whip me? Since he's new to this…" Butterfly trailed off.
Turning to Jason, I saw his twisted smile masked across his face, and realized what torture it would be to be lashed by him… An idea popped into my head, if I allowed Jason to whip Butterfly, she would turn to me and beg for a change in masters. If I can a picture of that face of her's when she begs, it'll sell for a high price.
Jason's POV:
Torture… This should be fun. Treading from the cafeteria to Sharja's room, I felt Sharja's arms wrap around mine. Seeing my cheeks turn red, she giggled in an almost innocent way, and let go. Relieved when she let go, my cheeks returned to their original color instead of being a blood red. Butterfly came over and, with the best puppy eyes she could put on, she pleaded for mercy. Promptly, I refused in doing so. Her spirit died easily. At first, the smouldering flames of desperate hope had been lit, but they vanished as wisps of smoke, as I violently stepped at its ashes.
"Give up," I whispered in her ear, "embrace agony, become a masochist and enjoy the pain."
She shivered, eyes wide in fear, as I held her wrist and walked her towards her door of doom.
Inside, I saw many items that had potential to cause pain. Since these two had ruined our romantic moment, this, was their payback.
Being assigned to be Butterfly's torturer, I started with the carrot and whip to make her feel hope and pain at first. She completely fell for my act of kindness, and took my bait. Her face of hope when she saw my gentle smile as it neared her face. My nose against hers, her blue eyes glowing with light. I asked her if she wanted tea or biscuits. Oh you would've laughed at how cunning my act was. When her hope was at its peak, down came the whip. She screamed in pain as I walked over her wounds with high heeled shoes.
A few moments later:
"Make it stop!" she screamed, "Please, I beg of you, I'll do anything!"
"Gee Butterfly, I really want to," I started, "but then again what merit would I get from that?" I laughed hysterically.
"I'll **** you and **** your ****, just anything you want!"
Slightly taken aback by her screaming, I decided to act like a gentleman and release her. I guess she had served her punishment and somewhat learned her lesson. Leaping animalistically away from me, she shivered in the corner of the room. Tears dropping like snowflakes of the winter from her face. Sitting down, I started to relax.
"I always had this liking to you Jason…" she muttered, my ears perked up to such words, I listened contently as she continued, "You'd always take a liking to the others, but never me… Do you hate me?" she was practically crying out loud by now, "You always took care of the weak ones like Sona and Raphael, but never me. Why? Did I do something wrong? You kissed Sharja and Natalya, I even heard that you did it to Sona a long time ago!"
Knocks came from the door, it was probably Sharja. Since Butterfly and I were in a separate room from Sharja and Riven, they were clueless about what was happening.
"Be with you in a second!" I yelled towards the door, she seemed to have heard my shout and stopped knocking.
Slowly turning towards Butterfly, I met a pair of sorrowful, blue eyes. Butterfly had crawled up towards me and was staring at me dead in the eye. My chest hurt for no reason as I looked at this girl, broken, I was truly a monster to hurt a lady. I truly regret my actions.
"Look," I started, "if I didn't take care of you, it probably meant that I trusted you. I guess that, I thought you didn't need someone like me to be your lover. I mean, you're a teenager, so why don't you try new things? I'm pretty sure you'll have a lover in time." I smiled.
She sighed, "I guess you'll never understand a woman's heart won't you?" She seemed to be… at ease. Just then, I thought of a prank I could pull on her.
"Hey Butterfly," I breathed, "lean closer so I can tell you something."
She did as I instructed, but what she did not expect what happened next. Leaning in, I kissed her soft, white lips. Her cheeks, red like the rose. She didn't back off, but embraced the warmth of the kiss. We separated shortly after. Her eyes dreamy, she giggled, like she was on drugs, and whispered, "Give me more." Then she fainted, either from the pain or the pleasure.
Walking towards the doorway, I met Riven, who was in an outfit I dared not to tell anyone about. She informed me on how I could keep Butterfly as my pet from now on, and I could do as I please. Considering the consequences Butterfly might suffer if I hand her back to Sharja, I decided to keep Butterfly for now. Besides, I needed a companion I could share my pains with.
Watching Riven leave, I shut the door and dragged my legs to the sleeping assassin. I watched, as her chest rose and fell, lightly, like a feather swaying in the air as it fell. It was then, did I realize, that champions aren't that different to us- normal people. As I sluggishly lifted her up, I noticed something fall out of her pocket. A wallet, it seemed to be. Lowering the assassin, I picked up the wallet to find something shocking as I opened the wallet.
A picture, not just any picture, a picture of all of the people back at the old shelter. None of us seemed quite different, almost the same. I was in the picture, I looked younger, my skin color was more deeper than what I have now; my eyes were way brighter than my dark pupils that I bore. What shocked me most however, were my companion's faces, none of them aged, they looked exactly the same. From my face, I assumed that this was ten years ago, but… Why didn't they age?
"It seems that you've seen our past haven't you?"
Spinning around on my heels, I met Butterfly. A sombre look masked her face, it crawled from her quivering lips, her twitchy ears and to her icy blue eyes. "Champions… don't age," she started, "we don't live for eternity, but… when we're killed, we die."
"I won't let any of you die, even if it costs my life." I replied.
"Don't!" She cried, "If you die, we all have to live on for eternity, we'll never see you again…"
"I'll always be in your hearts…" I answered half-heartedly, "you'll know that I'll be watching."
Silence devoured the sound, as she set her forehead on my shoulder, and wept, quietly sobbing, as the two of us stood in the solemn absence of cheerfulness, we embraced, sharing the sorrows and scars from the past.
Yep, definitely sorry for uploading this late, I'm trying to get back into pace, but the amount of views I'm getting, just… Isn't that motivating. Other than that, reviews would be favourable (any type of reviews would be nice), if you liked it, share it with your friends (make me popular because I'm a loner), and… that's about it.
Until next time, Kyomugami.