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Jinx’s hextech cock hooked something deep inside her—made her split apart from the feeling—fall apart at the seams—
She came with blood in her mouth, Jinx’s shoulder clamped between her teeth.
Like an animal.
Jinx made her like this. Had turned her into this. Reduced her down to little more than base desire and animal pleasure.
She hated her for it. Despised her for ruining her, corrupting her.
(She ignored the way hate and desire felt akin to affection between them. A familiar feeling. How at times, she wished for Jinx’s arm to curl around her waist after they were done with their trysts. How she noticed Jinx’s hand gravitate towards her own when they said their goodbyes and walked away in separate directions.
Is this… the longing Vi felt for Powder? That long forgotten girl that died long ago.
Caitlyn wondered…)
She vowed to end their sick arrangement soon.
As soon as she was done seeking intel. Done with this obsession of hers for a wanted criminal. Done with seeing Jinx every time she closed her eyes. Heard the haunting sound of her laughter ringing in her ears even when she was alone. When she can forget the feeling of paint covered hands traversing her body. Under the moonlight. Pale skin pressed to her body, a serpent between her legs. Magenta eyes pinning her in place. Their sharp edges and darkness enveloping one another like they were one entity. Like calls to like.
She could end it for good. She could.
But that day never came.