This chapter is rated M because of loosely described sexual abuse and prostitution. Tags: Riven, Irelia, Yuri.
Riven had been intrigued at first when the gorgeous female Ionian had abruptly knocked on the Exile's door. The unknown woman had looked like an alabaster goddess with long ebony trenches flowing down her back and a pair of jade-colored eyes that would make any woman or man flare with intense lust and desire. The Noxian deserter had actually felt relieved knowing that her next customer was both attractive and around her age, and Riven preferred lying with other women instead of burly Ionian men anyways.
The Noxian prostitute's relief hadn't last long however. This woman was violent, cruel and harsh. She would bite and claw, manhandle her and insult her, turn each kiss into a stinging bruise and each lay into a sweaty torment. The Ionian woman would then send the former Noxian soldier a nasty glare before angrily shoving a few Ionian bills inside one of Riven's abused crevices and then finally departing.
Riven had fled from the small Ionian village after a few nights spent with the violent female, but not before learning of the Ionian Captain's real identity. Irelia had found her again before the next nightfall.
Once again money had exchanged hands and Riven had found herself spread across the drenched bed sheets writhing in pleasure and pain beneath the female Ionian. Riven had felt sick afterwards, but she could now understand the beautiful Ionian warrior's violent tendencies in bed and her unconcealed animosity. Irelia wasn't tormenting any random scarred Noxian prostitute after all. She was knowingly abusing and humiliating a former enemy commander.
Riven had occasionally tried relocating after that sudden revelation had crossed her mind, but Irelia would always manage to find her again. Money would then change hands once more and mattresses would relentlessly creak under the two enemies' weight. But at least Irelia's ruts would now alternate between extremely brutal and just plain harsh and so Riven would sometimes find the whole experience a little less painful and humiliating and a tad more enjoyable.
It was only after a particularly cold winter's night that Riven would finally see a less threatening side of Irelia. Riven was sick and feverish. All the worrying about the Captain's frequent visits and her nightmares from the horrors she had experienced during the war had finally managed to deteriorate her health to the point a simple cold could now actually bedridden the once mighty Noxian Exile.
A series of short loud knocks against dirty wood and the exiled warrior somehow manages to get up and stumble towards the door. Twisting the rusty iron key feels as tiring as swinging her reconstructed broken sword and Riven doesn't even wait to spare her least favorite client a single glance before the prostitute silently drags herself back to her bed. Riven closes her eyes, releases a tired sigh and then calmly waits for Irelia to start ravaging her.
And so the Ionian Captain quietly approaches the bed and descends upon the vulnerable feverish Noxian.
Except that this time Irelia isn't cruel and harsh and her touch can even be described as pleasant as delicate fingertips gently glide across Riven's numerous chemical burns and soft ruby lips tentatively brush against the clammy feverish skin of the weakened Noxian Exile.
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Riven doesn't remember much from what actually happened last night other than kind jade-colored eyes and a loving affectionate touch. But that's alright since Irelia is still lying right next to her when the Exile wakes up. The Ionian woman's surprisingly content sleeping face silently breathing mere inches away from the perplexed Noxian prostitute's.
Not much to say, I always wondered if Riven had to result to prostitution while fleeing from Noxus and what would be Irelia's reaction when they met. Classic hate turns to love story, overused theme, I know, but I still absolutely adore it. I thought of implying that Ionians can recognize their soulmates and so Irelia kept visiting Riven as an excuse to be with her. She was also rough with Riven so the Noxian Exile wouldn't suspect Irelia's real motives, but she just couldn't keep pretending when she found out that Riven was sick. I wanted to keep the story short like a drabble, however and so I didn't include that part. Should I have? Anyone has any thoughts on the story?