Vi panted as your lips trailed down her neck, tracing along every sensitive spot on the skin. Only moments prior, her sister had trapped her inside the cell--doomed to watch Jinx abandon her once again. To her surprise, you seemed to not need Jinx during the planned battle against Hextech. The conversation between you had developed quickly into a passionate make out. Vi was overwhelmed with stress about her sister, the enforcers, Viktor, Jayce - genuinely every person around her was in danger and she could do nothing about it. She wasn't used to feeling so useless.

The dim light of the prison cell cast shadows across her face, highlighting the tension in her jaw and the flicker of vulnerability in her eyes. The cool metal of the cell bars pressed against your back as you leaned into her, the scent of iron and Vi's distinctive cinnamon-like perfume filling your senses.

A low moan escaped the red haired woman as your knee snuck in between her legs, pressing right against her aching core that was begging for stimulation. You could feel the heat radiating from her body and hear the rapid pounding of her heart beneath your手掌. She could feel her own arousal soaking into her underwear, a whimper uncontrollably escaping on instinct in response to the feelings.

"You-" she gasped, her hands gripping your shoulders tightly as her body arched slightly against yours.