"Ew, get a room!"

A flicker of rage awakened deep in Talon's stomach. Reuniting with Quinn had made him forget that the insufferable redhead was still there, watching.

"Quinn, this is Katarina. My... Sister."

"Oh, hi..."

Talon had never seen the Demacian woman blush so fiercely. She briefly looked at a grinning Kat, then averted her gaze. The Noxian man was desperate to meet her eyes. He caught her chin between his fingers, bringing her back to him. Her eyes found his, chasing the worry away instantly.

"If even you can end up with such a woman, then all hope isn't lost for me," Katarina said.

"Will you shut up?" Talon growled.

"I won't get to see that again anytime soon, I won't shut up!"

Talon hated to see how amusing this was for her... But contrary to what he had imagined, Quinn wasn't that unsettled by the redhead's comments. Once the initial awkwardness was gone, the ex-ranger squinted her eyes at Kat and took on a stern look.

"Wait... Are you..." Quinn said.

"Katarina Du Couteau, at your service." Katarina bowed in such an elegant way that she could have been mistaken for a court lady. But as her emerald eyes rose up and locked onto Quinn, there was no doubt about what kind of woman she was.

A murderer, just like him.

"You may have heard of me, I'm sure," Katarina said while watching Quinn with the eyes of a panther.

"Yes", simply said Quinn, "I have heard a lot about you."

The two women stared at each other for a moment. A quiet confidence emanated from Quinn, in spite of her overall tired state. Talon felt a surge of pride as he watched her.

Katarina relaxed and brushed a wild strand of red hair from her face.

"Hah... I guess we'll get to know each other much better quite soon. Can I leave you with my baby brother? He has no sense of direction."

"Fuck off, Kat."

It was a miracle Talon hadn't ground his teeth to sand after all those years knowing Katarina. He knew she loved it when he was reactive, so he tried to focus on what mattered not to get riled up. He clasped Quinn's hand.

"With pleasure." Katarina winked and turned around, taking the path back to town. Her red mane flowed in her back at each of her steps. Talon watched her leave, surprised that she had been the first to suggest it. He suspected that she would assault him with questions when she saw him again. He could take it, but he would not allow her to pry on his woman.

The Noxian assassin brought his hand to Quinn's face and cradled her cheek. Being with her again made him feel whole... And home. His body was tired from these months of torture and lack of sleep, and urged him to relax in her embrace. The exhaustion washed over him without a warning, but he held on.

Quinn stood up, and held her hand out to help him up. It was her turn to take his face between her hands, a frown of worry creasing her brow. But he couldn't stop himself from taking in her beautiful face he had missed so much.

"Talon... You look so tired."

He softly took her wrist before she spoke again.

"You know... No one's home for a few hours."

His heart stopped at her words. Was she really asking what he thought?

"Quinn, I can't..."

"Please! It's safe, no one will be there. Please."

Penetrating unprepared in a stranger home was the kind of stupid thing that Talon never did. His skin tingled in alertness at the danger, but he was already defeated. He couldn't refuse anything to those eyes he had just found again.

He followed her.

For the first time in his life, he walked into a home after an invitation.

The inside of Quinn's childhood home was larger than what it seemed from the outside. It had most certainly been built with a family in mind. Talon's eyes scanned the room first, searching for exits and potential weapons. The dying embers of a fire glowed in the chimney standing at the back of the room. Someone had pinned an old wooden bow above it. It was probably not of any use now, but it looked... Nice.

Talon didn't linger there for too long, and followed Quinn. They climbed stairs whose creaking made Talon grind his teeth in reaction, and then walked towards the end of the corridor. Quinn opened the door there, and invited Talon inside.

His eyes widened when he saw what kind of room she had brought him into. An empty bathtub was in the middle of it, and Talon noticed a few buckets with fuming water right next to it. Otherwise, the bathroom was quite minimalistic, and he couldn't deny it was inviting.

"Why did you bring me here?"

Talon had never felt so dumb for asking a question, since he already knew the answer. But the sudden dizziness and need to rest that had taken hold of him made him feel like himself less and less. Quinn fidgeted with a strand of her hair while staring at the bathtub... Was the heat of the room to blame for the redness on her cheeks?

"Well I... I just bathed, and there's still some water if you... Ehm... It looks like a bath would do you good, that's all."

"That's a good idea."

Quinn spun her head at Talon in surprise, as if she had expected him to refuse. Talon himself was left speechless by what he had just said. A foreign sense of comfort was at war with the tingling assassin senses in his mind.

"A... Alright. Get dressed... I mean, undressed! Sorry..."

Quinn started busying herself with the buckets of warm water, and poured their content into the bathtub, carefully avoiding Talon's eyes. But the assassin had caught a glimpse of her reddened face. He fought back a smile, finding Quinn's embarrassment endearing. Though he hoped they would soon grown comfortable with each other again, he had to admit he liked to see his effect on her.

This was confirmed by her audible gulp when he took his shirt off. Talon knew the deplorable lifestyle he had had for the past months showed on his body, and was scared for a moment that he had disgusted her, but the face he saw wasn't disgusted at all...

Talon tucked his thumbs under his waistband as Quinn suddenly looked elsewhere. He slipped in the steamy water, and was overcome with the realization of what he was doing. Just as his muscles relaxed into the warmth, he saw himself bare, disarmed, in a stranger house...

But Quinn was there. His instinct eased as her delicate hands started touching his upper back. The first contact was almost painful: Talon's muscles were taut and sore like they had never rested for a long time. The feminine hands stayed there in hesitation, then started tentative, soft movements. Talon suppressed a groan as she gently rolled his skin between her fingers.

He closed his eyes, letting her do to him everything she pleased.

The Noxian man hummed as her palms pressed against his tense jaw and temples. Her touch was not too light nor too strong, it was simply perfect.

Bathing had always been Talon's true alone time. Like a ritual, he liked to forget himself in hot water after his missions, emptying his mind from everything he had seen. This time always made him feel extremely vulnerable, and being disrupted during it was one of the things he loathed the most... It was surprising how easily he had let Quinn be part of something so personal, and how fast he had lowered his walls.

"Are you sure... No one will be there..." Talon managed to say.

"You can relax. We have a few hours ahead of us."

"Good..." Talon released a deep sigh when Quinn's hands unwound a tight spot in his neck. His hair fell over his face in curtains as he lowered his head, allowing Quinn's fingers to scratch his nape and lower scalp.

The silence between them was too comfortable, and Talon didn't want to break it with the conversation they both expected. But it had to come up at some point.

"I'm sorry I left you, Quinn," he said bluntly.

She blew air into his back, catching her breath before answering.

"I know. I'm glad you're back."

"Do you hate me?"

"Do I look like I hate you?"

Talon could hear her smiling.

"I... I was just afraid I'd never see you again." Her voice broke a little.

"I tried to stay away. I'm not a good man for you."

"You know I don't think that's true."

"But I do."

"I don't care. I don't want to play that game anymore. By doing that, you have hurt me more than anyone else in the world... But you're the man I want to live with... And to die with. So just tell me, Talon... Will you leave me again?"

Talon felt her fingers trembling as they stopped their ministrations. His heart rapidly beat against his ribcage. The answer was a bittersweet certainty.

"Never."

He needed to see her. Talon turned around, disrupting the stillness of the bathwater, and planted his eyes in hers.

"Never."

Her pupils quivered with something he couldn't describe, but he knew she was holding back tears.

Without a warning, Quinn threw herself at Talon, making waves of water crash out of the bathtub. The Noxian man embraced her back, breathing in her scent. They stayed like this for a moment.

"Are you safe here?" Talon murmured in the crook of her neck. Quinn took her time to answer.

"I don't know. But it's the safest that I've been in a while."

"Has anyone tried to harm you?"

"No, Not really."

"Not really?"

"Nothing to worry about."

Talon laid a kiss in her neck.

"I'm not great at much, but I know how to deal with anyone causing you trouble..."

Quinn had a small giggle at Talon's words, unknowingly making his insides melt.

"Care to join me, little bird? This tub is large enough for two."

"B-But I just bathed..."

"Then you'll be twice as clean."

"Talon..."

Talon's deep voice and sly smile were too strong for her to resist, and he knew he had her when he spoke:

"Unless you don't want to bathe in the same water as a flithy Noxian?"

A playful smile tugged at the corners of Quinn's mouth. She left Talon's backside, and stepped into the light in front of him. The assassin watched her, amused, as he rested his arms on the rim of the bathtub.

"As long as it doesn't make me turn Noxian..."

"Who knows."

Quinn locked her eyes with Talon's as she started taking off her clothes. His hunger for her awakened when she opened her unbuttoned shirt, revealing the dewy skin of her full breasts and her pink nipples. Had they always been this size? Talon started salivating at this delicious sight. Blood and heat rushed southwards, engorging his member underwater.

The Demacian woman threw the shirt away, and easily slipped out of her loose pants and underwear. Talon couldn't believe how beautiful she was. He was lucky that she had been wearing her heavy scouting gear during all these years, for she would have drawn the eyes of many men with such a body. But now, she was all his.

He ravenously took in the curve of her hips, the silken skin of her stomach, the perfect thickness of her thighs... Waiting for her to come to him was unbearable. He needed to feel her warm heat like a thirsty man in the desert.

"You're killing me." Talon's words had come out choked, his voice hoarse with desire.

Quinn bit her red lips with a cheeky look in the eye. Talon could tell she had been waiting for this for a very long time.

"Is it so easy to take down a Noxian, then?" Quinn said as she stepped into the water.

Talon had to refrain from grabbing her thigh and pulling it to his mouth.

"Only you can do it." He purred.

Quinn was standing in the bathtub, but she didn't sit to face him. Instead, she turned her backside to Talon (not to his displeasure), and lowered her body on his...

Her wam and soft skin brushing against his in the water was intoxicating. Talon didn't attempt to hide his length, letting it naturally slide against her lower back as she sat in his lap. He welcomed Quinn's weight on him, letting his hands roam her body. One hand firmly caught her left breast, while the other found its place over her hipbone, digging his fingers in the soft flesh around it.

"I missed you so bad, little bird," He muttered between gritted teeth, "Can you feel it?"

"That's entirely your fault..." Quinn slightly moved on him to mark her words.

"Hmm... You're right. I should be punished for that."

"It's the first sensible thing I've heard you say."

"Take it out on me. Please."

"As you wish..."

Quinn shifted in Talon's lap, causing his manhood to press against her most private part. Talon released a deep sigh and had to control his fingers not to leave deep bruises in her skin. Though he loved to be toyed with by the ex-ranger, the urge to be one with her again after all this time painfully pulled at every part of him. Her scent was slightly different than what he remembered... But it was no less entrancing.

She gave a few tentative hip movements, killing Talon on the spot. The sudden slickness that touched his length had nothing to do with the bathwater.

"Y... You have no pity..."

"Should I?"

"No... I don't deserve any."

"That's true."

Talon felt her fingers enclose themselves on his length without a warning. He bit the inside of his cheek. Out of all the ways they could have reunited, this one had been his wildest fantasy. She could have screamed at him, rejected him for hurting her... But here she was, slowly pulling his bulging member into her hot and ready entrance.

As she impaled herself on him, Quinn shut her eyes and had a soft little scream. Talon couldn't hold in a masculine purr and laid kisses in her neck and upper back. How could he have stayed away from her for so long? He could give up everything simply to feel her tight wet warmth. It was hard to believe that her body hadn't been made for his.

They stayed like this without moving, relishing the long awaited feel of the other.

"Oh, Talon..." Quinn's voice was a barely recognizable moan. "I love you."

Talon loved when she was vocal about her feelings for him. He laid a carerss on her nape, and lightly rolled her sensitive nipple between his fingers.

"I love you too. But you're too good for me."

"I don't care. I'm – ahh... Yours..."

The Noxian assassin started moving slowly. He took in her arched back and curves right in front of him, trailing his eyes down from her well defined hips to the place their bodies met.

"Look at you. So beautiful, and all mine..."

Talon almost came on the spot when he felt Quinn's hands starting to play with his other parts. A growl erupted in his throat in response to her little tease.

"Is that how you want it? Fine."

He increased the rhythm of his thrusts, brushing against deeper spots in her. He pressed the middle finger of his free hand down on her pink bud of skin, while his other hand held her in place. Her shameless pants of pleasure told him she would not resist for long. But when she started accompanying his thrusts with moves of her own, Talon had to bite himself really hard not to come.

He could not stop kissing her neck, but craved her mouth. The position didn't allow him to have access to her mouth well, so he took away the hand that was giving her pleasure southwards, making her moan in frustration. He grabbed her chin and lightly pressed his thumb against her lips. It didn't take long for her hungry tongue to swirl around his finger and bring it into her mouth. Even though they weren't kissing, she was demonstrating all the love she had been keeping for herself.

Then, hot and panting, Quinn asked a question Talon hadn't expected in this moment.

"Talon... Aah... Have you come here to take me away?"

He didn't know what to answer. He had not thought about this important part, too focused on his sole objective: finding her again. His member felt almost painful with the need to burst in her.

"I don't know. Where you go, I go." He gave slow and deep thrusts, feeling her melt in his embrace. "If you stay, I stay."

Her silence told him she was satisfied with his answer. A light flick of his fingers on her sensitive flesh and she was gone.

Talon felt her inner walls clenching and her body starting to move out of her control. Quinn's lips blew out quick and soft breaths as she silently came, her eyes closed. This vision of Quinn coming in silence was new to Talon, like a secret had been sealed between them. Without realizing at first during his contemplation of her, he came too. His movements were deep and slow, lovingly filling her with his seed.

Her head fell against his chest. The poor Quinn was out of breath. Talon was even more exhausted than when he had come here, but he couldn't stop himself from admiring her half-immersed naked body. He believed Quinn was the most beautiful woman of all Demacia and Noxus combined... Possibly even of all Runeterra.

They spent the next hours washing and drying each other, exchanging caresses and sweet words of love. Quinn showed Talon around the house, which gave him a strange feeling, like a wolf penetrating into the sheepfold. This home was a warm and protective place, and he felt like an intruder stepping inside. He wondered when this feeling would finally die off.

Quinn showed her childhood bedroom to Talon. He didn't say much, but discovering this more intimate and vulnerable side of Quinn made him love her even more. He saw discreet traces of her twin brother: his bed was still there, as well as objects of his. The bedroom was not a shrine, but it was refusing to let his memory fade.

Talon didn't know what their future would look like, but he would make sure never to cut her ties with this place.

But the time to go eventually came... Talon knew he could be there in a few minutes by foot, but he hated that he had to leave Quinn again. The ex-ranger equally hated it, and couldn't stop touching him in every way: playing with his hair, scratching the back of his neck, or simply kissing his hands. Talon felt more loved than he had ever been.

"Will you tell your parents?" Talon asked on the doorstep.

"I... Yes. Not now, but I will."

"Have they heard of me?"

"Yes and no... We can't tell them your real name, though."

"I see." Talon brought his hand to his chin. "Not the first time I've had to do that..."

"What, meet a girl's parents?!" suddenly asked Quinn.

Talon had a low chuckle.

"Haha, no little bird. That will be a first for me. But I've had plenty of fake names."

"Ah... And which one will you choose?"

"I don't know yet." He laid a kiss next to her ear. "You'll be the first to know."

Quinn nodded with a deep blush on her cheeks. Talon could tell that even though they were both tired to the bone, they still wanted to make love again.

"I'll come back as soon as you're alone. I love you."

Talon kissed her temple, finding it harder and harder to leave. Quinn had a sad smile and kissed him back on the lips.

"I'll make you pay if you don't, anyway."

"Don't tempt me..."

[A/N: The reunion couldn't stop there... Right? Stay updated, because a lot of angst / fluff / smut and action is coming !]