୨୧·࣭࣪̇˖ 𝆬 having a secret enemies to lovers relationship with them 𝆬 𓏸
feat.: Jayce Talis, Vi, Ambessa Medarda, Mel Medarda, Ekko
content: f!reader, nsfw content, mild violence mentions
notes: this was commissioned by the most lovely @angelltheninth !! thank you so much again!! 💜
Honestly, JAYCE refuses to admit just how much he finds himself drawn to you. You're everything he's not, working in the shadows for Silco while he's Piltover's golden boy, the Man of the Future, and yet there's some odd tension between the two of you that he can't deny. He aches to label it as natural hate, though that couldn't be further from the truth. The catalyst for your eventual growing fondness of each other is when he's got you pinned down, imposing hammer so close to obliterating you and, God, he can't do it. You're his enemy, certainly, and yet he finds himself absentmindedly brushing some dirt off your cheek, touch gentle despite those huge hands.
After that, things go all too fast. One moment you're kissing, you softly moaning into his mouth, the next you try and sneak into the Academy, trying your hardest not to appear suspicious and, well — if you end up making out on one of the tables he usually does science stuff on, who can blame you? It feels all too nice to wrap your legs around his wide waist, pulling him closer while his dick pushes into you, calloused fingers roaming over your skin as if he's desperate to feel as much of you at the same time as somehow possible. It's all too good, until the sound of approaching footsteps, accompanied by the rhythmic thumping noise of a cane, makes both of you flinch, and you're forced to hide in an empty storage room, still dripping with need.
“Fuck, talk about horrible timing—, quick, in here, in here. God. Hopefully he'll leave real quick again, I'm stil hard; don't you worry, we'll continue just where we left off in but a moment. We just can't get caught.”
There is no word for what VI feels for you other than 'hate'. How could she not? As an Enforcer, you're her complete opposite, you're used to the riches and comfortable life of Piltover and, well, she would've never thought she could ever grow fond of you, but it turns out you look awfully pretty underneath her, pinned to the ground of Zaun. There's mud caked to the side of your face and a stray trail of blood runs down your forehead and, oh — for some reason, you don't do anything but moan softly when she leans down to meet your lips in a bruising kiss, her thick thigh spreading your own apart.
It's adorable how your cheeks flush when she calls you a teasing nickname; it's downright sweet when you whimper and press your body against her own. Your very reactions make you so very human, so very much like her. You're not that different from her at all, it appears, and that realisation itself makes things complicated. Vi swears she despises you, hates you with all her heart, but when she sneaks away to your usual meeting place, the sixth time this week, rough touches having turned into loving embraces along the way, she can't say she's being entirely truthful.
“Hey, sugar! You made it. Fuck, I'm always so happy to see ya, it's ridiculous. My heart's beatin' all fast. Oh—, hey, you're eager today, hm? Wanna continue that badly where we were interrupted last time? Fine by me. You gotta spread those cute legs of yours then, darl.”
It comes as no surprise that a powerful woman such as AMBESSA has quite a lot of enemies. There's all too many people who wish her death or worse for the countries she's conquered or the people she's slayed — and yet you're the only one who has ever caught her eye. It's all too easy to have you brought to her luxurious chambers, and even when you're glaring at her, eyes narrowed with nothing short of hatred, she doesn't care, really. Her fingers come up to grab your chin, keeping your head in place as her gaze rakes over your face, taking every feature of your face in.
You're not sure whether to be enraged or relieved that, apparently, she's satisfied with what she sees, though it's a lot preferable when, minutes later, she seats you on one thick thigh of hers rather than having you beheaded. Really, you couldn't stifle your mewls and moans even if you tried when she grinds said leg up against your already dripping folds. Over time, you grow fond of her — something you hadn't thought possible —; your relationship stays a secret, but your smile at her praise is honest, your laughter joining her boisterous one is not an act at all. She's surprisingly sweet for such a bold woman and, well; the fact that she leaves you unable to walk for a day or two whenever she's between your legs is a pretty convincing factor to stay with her, too.
“Aren't you just the sweetest little one? C'mon, now, no need to be shy. You've been grinding against my thigh like a bitch in heat before, haven't you? Surely you can do it again. Though, if my leg isn't good enough for you, maybe you're just not as desperate to cum as I thought.”
There's always been tension between you and MEL; how could there not be when you were anything she didn't stand for, being her political enemy and everything? Really, the amount of bickering you two did was close to ridiculous, and yet neither of you seemed to mind it all too much. Even though you don't make a pretty picture up on a stage or behind the council roundtable, you look all too ethereal on her bed, legs spread wide and arching your back while slender fingers alternate between gently rubbing and meanly pinching your throbbing clit.
Really, you'd worry about it being all too obvious how often you search up her quarters, though she's quick to distract you with soft kisses and the occasional cruel graze of teeth against your neck. There's no need to worry about anything, truly; when Mel wants your relationship to stay between the two of us, it will remain a secret at all costs.
“My, my. You're quite adorable today, hm? So very needy for my touch, and yet I remember quite clearly how you've challenged me in front of the rest of the Council. Love, it almost looks like you were aching to be punished by me. Is that not the case? I might go easier on you if you at least admit it.”
EKKO despises you. There's no way around it. Ekko despises you and, if needed, fights you with all his might, and yet his expression, Firelight mask long knocked off his face, softens oh so visibly when he, one day, meets you at random, your injuries awfully bad. He's not sure what he's thinking when he takes you in and cares for your wounds, nursing you back to health; you're his enemy, damn it, and he should act like it, but the only explanation he has for how he's acting is that empathy is an all too human trait he can't seem to get rid of, no matter how hard he tries. He can't just leave you in the Undercity to rot.
By the time you're back to full health, you can't deny that, even though you're supposed to be enemies, you've bonded quite a bit. He's funny and loving, protective of you, even; and even though your relationship has to stay secret at all costs, given how he'd otherwise lose credibility with the Firelights and you'd be called a traitor, you both can't help but sneak away at night to see each other, you embracing him in a loving hug and his lips pressing against yours all too eagerly. With Ekko, it takes a while until it gets to making out and getting even more intimate, but that's quite alright. There's no need to rush it; you're both more than happy to lose track of time while cuddling and kissing.
“Would've never thought that, one day, I'd be kissin' someone like you like this. Hey—, in a positive way. Don't get me wrong on purpose. Y'know I love everything about you. Yeah? Good. It's almost sunrise, though. 'm afraid you'll have to go back soon.”
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Alluring - Ekko x Reader Smut
As you sit on the floor next to Caitlyn, Ekko's intense gaze fixates on you, piercing into your very soul, while you try to avoid meeting his eyes. The words spoken by your blue-haired friend fall on deaf ears, as he rises from his seated position by the door and crouches down to unshackle your hands from the bar behind you. Stepping back, he carefully maintains a distance between you two. The scent of your perfume overwhelms him, causing his heart to skip a beat, which he conceals behind a frosty glare.
"I'm putting my trust in you, but don't make me regret it. Vi vouches for you, claiming you're one of the good ones. Let's hope she's right."
"There's no such thing as 'one of the good ones.' It's just people trying to survive," You assert, meeting his glare with determination. "I understand you don't trust me because I come from up there, and I don't expect you to," You add firmly. "Your name is?"
Ekko raises an eyebrow at your defiance, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. He crosses his arms, the leather of his gloves creaking softly. "Is that so? You think you're just another survivor, huh?"
He takes a step closer, letting the tension thicken in the air between you. "Well, I've seen plenty of survivors in the undercity. But not many like you." His eyes roam over your figure, taking in every detail, before locking onto yours again. "There's something... different about you. Something... enticing."
"The name's Ekko," He replies, his voice laced with confidence. "And you are?"
"Pft. You're weird. Name’s Mc." You say and brush past him, looking around and taking in the sights around you.
Ekko chuckles, following closely behind you as you explore the hideout. "Weird, huh? Well, I've been called worse," he replies, his playful tone dancing in the air. As you glance around, you notice the flickering candles, the makeshift furniture, and the worn-out posters adorning the walls. "This place may not be much, but we've managed to make it our own." He leans against a nearby table, his white hair falling lazily over his forehead "So, what do you think? Not too shabby, right?"
"I'll leave you to it," Vi declares as she departs with Caitlyn, casting a playful smirk in Ekko's direction.
"Mm... pretty good," you comment, nodding approvingly. "Certainly nothing like what I've seen in Piltover."
Ekko nods, his eyes following Vi as she leaves with a mischievous smirk. "Well, she's always got some tricks up her sleeves," he comments with a playful smirk of his own. He then turns his attention back to you, a glint of curiosity in his eyes. "And yeah, I figured this place would be a far cry from the polished streets of Piltover. But hey, sometimes a bit of grit and chaos can be refreshing, right?" He walks closer to you, his voice lowering to a husky whisper. "Besides, there are some things you can only find down here in the undercity."
"I can tell." You say without sparing him a glance. "What else you got here in the undercity?"
Ekko smirks, enjoying your curiosity. "Oh, plenty of things," he replies, leaning against a nearby wall. "There's the Black Market, where you can find just about anything you can't get your hands on legally. Need some rare chemical components? They've got 'em. Looking for some experimental tech? They've got that too." He pauses, as if considering something. "And then there's the Underground Fight Club. Raw, brutal, and definitely not for the faint-hearted. But if you're looking for a rush, that's the place to be." His voice drops slightly, his eyes glinting with excitement. "Of course, I can always give you a personal tour if you're interested."
"I'd love a tour. It's my first time setting foot in the undercity," You admit, finally mustering the courage to meet his gaze, causing his heart to skip a beat.
Ekko's eyes widen slightly as you finally turn to face him, a twinkle of surprise in his gaze. He quickly recovers, his cocky smile returning as he meets your gaze. "Well, consider yourself lucky to have me as your guide," he says, his voice filled with playful confidence. "I'll show you all the hidden spots, the best places to eat, and maybe even a few secrets that only the true residents of the undercity know about." He takes a step closer, his hand lightly brushing against yours. "But beware, once you experience the undercity, it's hard to resist its allure."
"Secrets that only the true residents of the undercity know about?" You quip with a playful huff. "I thought you didn't trust me," You add with a smirk, teasingly reminding him of your earlier encounter.
Ekko chuckles, his smirk widening. "Oh, I still don't fully trust you," he admits, his voice laced with playful suspicion. "But that doesn't mean I can't have a bit of fun with you, does it?" He takes a step closer, his eyes locked onto yours. "Besides, there's something about you that's... intriguing. Maybe I'm willing to take a risk this time." His hand trails up your arm, leaving a tingling sensation in its wake. "So, are you ready to explore the secrets of the undercity?"
You clear your throat, trying to conceal your blush. "You're a funny one, Ekko," you say, emphasizing his name playfully. "So, about that tour?
Ekko chuckles, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Oh, don't worry," he says, his voice husky. "I'm definitely not all talk. The tour starts now." Taking your hand in his, he leads you through the winding streets of the undercity, guiding you through the hidden alleyways and lesser-known paths. You can feel the excitement building in your chest as the atmosphere of the undercity envelopes you.
As you walk, Ekko points out various landmarks, sharing stories and legends about each one. He leads you to a hidden rooftop with a breathtaking view of the glowing lights of Piltover above, a stark contrast to the darkness of the undercity below. "This," he says, his voice softening, "is my favourite spot. The perfect place to escape and forget about the world above."
His hand slips around your waist, pulling you close against him. The electricity between you is palpable as the cool night air brushes against your skin. Ekko's lips graze your ear as he whispers, "But the best view isn't up there, it's right in front of me." With that, he leans in, capturing your lips in a heated, passionate kiss, his body pressing against yours in an intoxicating embrace.
"Mm-" You immediately snake your arms around Ekko's neck and kiss back, shutting your eyes tightly.
Ekko's arms tighten around you, his kiss deepening as he responds eagerly to your embrace. His tongue gently brushes against your lips, seeking entrance as the kiss grows more heated. The taste of him is a heady mix of sweet and spice, igniting a fire within you. The sound of your lips meeting fills the air, mingling with the soft symphony of the city below.
His hands roam over your body, exploring every curve and contour, sending shivers of desire coursing through your veins. The touch of his warm, calloused hands against your skin sets you ablaze, heightening your senses with each caress.
As the kiss lingers, the intensity between you only grows, the heat of the moment enveloping both of you. The world around you fades away, leaving only the electric connection between your bodies. Lost in the moment, you allow yourself to be consumed by the fire of desire, trusting in Ekko to guide you through the depths of pleasure and ecstasy.
"Ekko," you pant between breaths as he pulls away, needing to catch your breath. "Oh my god, you're insane," you exclaim with a grin. "Do you pull stunts like this with everyone you meet?" You ask, half in awe and half teasingly curious about his daring nature.
Ekko's chest rises and falls rapidly as he catches his breath, a satisfied grin playing on his lips. He looks into your eyes, his gaze intense and filled with a mixture of desire and amusement. "No, not everyone," he replies, his voice husky and filled with a hint of mischief. "Only with those who manage to catch my attention." He leans in, his lips brushing against yours in a teasing manner. "And let me tell you, Mc, you've definitely got my attention."
His hand caresses your cheek, his touch gentle yet possessive. "But don't get me wrong," he continues, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "I may be passionate and spontaneous, but I also know how to listen and understand. I want to get to know you on a deeper level, beyond just physical attraction." His gaze softens, and he brushes a strand of hair behind your ear. "If you'll let me, that is."
"So, you've done this with plenty of people?" you remark with a smirk, raising an eyebrow playfully to continue the banter with Ekko.
Ekko chuckles, his smirk matching yours. "Well, I won't deny that I've had my fair share of encounters," he admits playfully. "I've always believed in living life to the fullest, embracing passion and pleasure whenever the opportunity arises." He leans in, his voice dropping to a low, seductive tone. "But here's the thing, Mc. None of those encounters have ever felt quite like this. There's something about you, an irresistible allure that draws me in." His fingers trail lightly along your jawline. "So, yes, I've had my adventures, but with you, it feels different. Special. And I want to explore that."
"Really now?" You say, locking eyes with him and sporting a mischievous smirk. "Adventurous, huh?" Without hesitation, you lean in, capturing his lips in another passionate kiss, embracing the thrill of the moment.
Ekko's eyes widen in surprise, but he quickly recovers, a delighted grin spreading across his face. He eagerly meets your lips, his own kiss filled with hunger and desire. His hands slide down your body, pulling you closer against him, as if wanting to merge your bodies into one.
The kiss is filled with a raw intensity, fuelled by the electric chemistry between you. Lips and tongues dance together in a lustful rhythm, exploring and tasting each other with a hunger that grows with each passing second. The world around you fades away as the heat between you intensifies, leaving only the intoxicating embrace of the moment.
The sensation of his touch, the taste of his lips, and the press of his body against yours send waves of pleasure coursing through your veins. Every kiss, every caress, ignites a fire within you that threatens to consume your very being. In this passionate exchange, the boundaries between pleasure and desire blur, leaving only a craving for more.
"Fuck.. Ekko..." You moan out from his touch as you pull away from the kiss.
A deep, guttural growl escapes Ekko's throat as he hears your moan, his eyes darkening with desire. He looks at you with a hungry gaze, his hands still lingering on your body, craving for more. "Mmm, did I make you moan already?" he teases, his voice dripping with a mix of amusement and desire. "Baby, we're just getting started."
He leans in again, his lips hovering just inches away from your ear. "I want to touch every inch of you," he whispers, his breath hot against your skin. "I want to taste you, make you scream my name." His words are filled with a primal hunger as he trails kisses along your neck, leaving a trail of fiery sensations in their wake.
Ekko's hands roam boldly over your body, his touch becoming more urgent and demanding. He revels in the softness and curves of your skin, exploring every intimate corner with fervour. The passion between you intensifies, the air thick with desire and longing, as you surrender to the intoxicating tension that courses through both of you.
In this hidden corner of the undercity, you give in to the intoxicating dance of pleasure and desire, indulging in each other's bodies and losing yourselves in a realm of blissful sensations.
"I can't help myself when you're so irresistible," you whisper softly. "Consider this my permission," you smirk, giving in to the moment as you kiss him once more, succumbing to the allure of the intense connection between you.
Ekko's eyes darken with a mix of desire and satisfaction as he hears your words. He reciprocates the kiss with equal intensity, his lips melding with yours in a fervent dance of passion and longing. His hands roam freely over your body, exploring every curve and contour, as if memorizing every inch.
He breaks the kiss, his breath hot against your skin as he gazes into your eyes with a mix of reverence and hunger. "Thank you," he whispers, his voice filled with genuine appreciation. "I promise to make this an experience you won't forget."
With that, Ekko leads you to a secluded corner of the hideout, where a soft blanket lays waiting. He gently guides you down onto it, his movements filled with a tender yet unrelenting passion. The weight of his body presses against yours, and the heat of his touch ignites a fire within you.
As your bodies intertwine, he explores every inch of you, his hands tracing patterns of pleasure along your skin. His kisses trail passionately down your neck and collarbone, leaving a trail of electric sensations in their wake. With each touch, each caress, he sends waves of ecstasy crashing over you, taking you to new heights of pleasure.
In this intimate connection, time seems to stand still as you bask in the sensuality and vulnerability of the moment. The room is filled with the sound of whispers, moans, and the rhythmic symphony of your bodies moving together. The flickering candlelight casts shadows across your entwined figures, adding an air of mystique to the passionate encounter.
Driven by an unbridled desire to please you, Ekko guides you to the zenith of pleasure, unleashing a symphony of shared ecstasy that resonates deep within your soul. And as you succumb to the overwhelming waves of pleasure that wash over you, you can't help but feel a deep and profound connection with Ekko, knowing that this is just the beginning of a journey filled with unspoken desires and unforgettable moments.
As your hands explore Ekko's body, feeling the smooth contours of his stomach and the defined muscles beneath his skin, a low groan escapes his lips. He arches his back, allowing you better access, revelling in the sensation of your touch.
With a playful smirk, you help him remove his shirt and muffler, exposing his bare chest to the flickering candlelight. His skin is warm and toned, adorned with intricate tattoos that tell the story of his life in Zaun. The scars on his body speak of battles fought and survived, adding an air of rugged masculinity to his appearance.
Ekko watches you with hungry eyes, his anticipation evident in the way his breath quickens. He reaches out to touch you, his fingers lightly tracing along the contours of your own exposed skin, mirroring the desire and intensity that courses through both of you.
The room is filled with the scent of anticipation and the soft touch of skin against skin. The flickering candlelight highlights the passion that swirls within the air, intensifying the connection between you.
Without words, your bodies move in perfect synchronization, driven by desire and a hunger for one another. The dance of exploration and pleasure continues, as you dive deeper into the depths of intimate ecstasy.
As Ekko removes your shirt, exposing your bare chest, he wastes no time in lavishing attention on your breasts. His lips descend upon the supple skin, leaving trails of hot kisses and delicate nips along your curves. He explores every inch, taking each nipple into his mouth to suckle and tease, alternating between gentle licks and fervent sucking.
His hands caress your sides, tracing patterns of desire, his touch both tender and possessive. He revels in the softness and warmth of your skin, his fingers gliding sensually over your curves, igniting a fire within you.
The sensations send electrifying waves of pleasure coursing through your body, intensifying the connection between you. Your back arches instinctively, seeking more of his touch, giving him unrestricted access to your most sensitive areas.
Ekko's lips and tongue continue their sensual assault, exploring every contour and crevice, his mouth creating a symphony of pleasure upon your breasts. The combination of his skillful touch and the flickering lights of Piltover above creates an intoxicating atmosphere of sensuality and desire.
Driven by a primal hunger, Ekko seeks to please you. His every action is filled with an intense focus, as if he exists only to elicit pleasure from your body. The blend of his passion and expertise brings you to the edge of ecstasy, leaving you longing for more as the flames of desire continue to burn between you.
With a swift movement, Ekko pins your hands above your head, holding them with one hand as his other hand fervently pulls your shorts down. The atmosphere crackles with raw desire as the anticipation builds, leaving you breathless and eager for what's to come.
His touch is both commanding and gentle as his fingers trail along your exposed skin, sending shivers of excitement down your spine. With each caress, he stokes the flames of your desire, heightening the intensity of the moment. The feeling of being restrained fuels the sense of vulnerability and surrender, as you yield to his control.
As your shorts are discarded, leaving you bare and exposed, Ekko's gaze darkens with a mix of hunger and admiration. He takes a moment to soak in the sight of you, revelling in your naked form, before his lips find yours once again, claiming you in a searing kiss.
His body presses against yours, his heat and strength a physical manifestation of his desire. He explores the contours of your body, tracing the curves with his fingertips, leaving a trail of electrifying sensations in their wake. His touch ignites a fire within you, awakening a primal need that demands to be satisfied.
The air is thick with anticipation as Ekko continues to kiss and caress you, his movements becoming more urgent and intense. Time seems to slow down as the world fades away, leaving only the two of you entwined in this moment of passionate surrender.
With a hungry urgency, Ekko breaks the kiss for a moment, his gaze filled with lust and desire as he swiftly removes his own pants. His body, muscular and defined, is now completely exposed to the flickering lights, revealing his own vulnerability and need.
As he returns to capture your lips once more, his hands roam freely over your body, exploring every inch with a fervent touch. The warmth of his skin against yours sends waves of pleasure cascading through your body as the intensity between you heightens.
His erection brushes against your thigh, a tantalizing reminder of the mutual desire that envelopes both of you. Moans and soft gasps fill the air as the anticipation builds, each touch and caress deepening the connection between your bodies.
With your hands still restrained above your head, Ekko presses his body against yours, aligning himself with your heated core. His lips leave a trail of fiery kisses along your neck and collarbone, his hot breath intermingling with your own ragged breaths.
Driven by an insatiable hunger, he enters you slowly, guiding himself into your wetness with a deliberate, measured thrust. The sensation of him filling you completely sends waves of pleasure crashing over you, overwhelming all senses and shattering any remaining restraint.
Ekko's movements become a rhythmic dance of passion, as he sets a steady pace, his thrusts growing more intense with each passing moment. The room fills with the symphony of your shared pleasure, the soft moans and breathless whispers echoing in harmony.
In this intimate union, time seems to lose its meaning as you surrender to the intoxicating embrace of pleasure. The intimate friction, the raw power of his thrusts, and the exchange of heat and desire between you create a symphony of sensations that radiate through your body.
"Ekko-!" You moan out loud, feeling your climax nearing.
Ekko's movements quicken, matching the rising tide of pleasure that cascades through your body. He captures your lips in a passionate kiss, deepening the connection between you as you both chase the elusive peak of ecstasy.
He groans against your mouth, his own desire driving him to the edge as well. His thrusts become more urgent, more desperate, as he skillfuly navigates your body, each movement bringing you closer to the brink of release.
The air is thick with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, of shared moans and heavy breathing, as the symphony of pleasure reaches its crescendo. Sensation builds within you, a coiling tension that threatens to unravel at any moment.
Then, with a powerful surge of pleasure, your climax crashes over you like a tidal wave. The world dissolves into a blur of pure sensation as your body convulses in ecstasy, every nerve ending overwhelmed by the intense pleasure that courses through you.
Ekko continues to move within you, prolonging your pleasure, until he too succumbs to the depths of his own release. His body tenses, his movements falter for a fraction of a second, before he finds his own release, his breathless moans mingling with yours in a cacophony of shared bliss.
In the aftermath, your bodies remain intertwined, the intensity of the moment slowly ebbing away, leaving behind a sense of profound satisfaction and connection. The rooftop is filled with a hushed calm, the fading candlelight casting a comforting glow upon your entangled forms, as you bask in the afterglow of your shared passion.
Breathing heavily as you come down from the intense moment, a grin forms on your lips. "So, how about those secrets that only the true residents of the undercity know?"
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