The room was dimly lit by a few neon lights that hung and laid out all around. It almost seemed like a strip club or something, guess that's what motels in downtown Piltover are like. Especially in that shitty area. The only thing that could be heard were grunts, heavy breathing, and a moan or two every now and then. She barely broke a sweat throughout this, but her partner on the other hand was squirming like a virgin. Maybe she was one, it didn't matter to her though. They were all the same. One night stands that were meant to make her feel something even if it was for a few minutes. It didn't long for the bed sheets to get ruined a few times.
They stopped once the stranger seemed like she was on the verge of passing out. The pink haired woman pulled herself away from the stranger and sat on the edge of the bed. Grabbing her pack of smokes and a lighter, she whipped one out and lit it, taking a long inhale. Nothing was said, this time only heavy breathing could be heard. You would think someone ran 5 miles with no rest with that amount of breathing. "That was amazing." The strange girl was finally able to speak after catching her breath.
Vi said nothing in response. She heard the same thing before, 'Oh you're amazing', 'I didn't know moves like that were possible', 'You're like a Goddess in bed'. To her it was all trash. They were all trash. Of course being a part of the law now she had to treat all beings with respect. But, that's not the kind of person she is. You could put 30 medals on her, put her in 20 different officer uniforms, claim her to be a good citizen. The reality of everything was she isn't, she never will be. She is just good enough to get by and that's all she needs.
"Do you need a ride home?" Vi asked the girl. It was pretty late out and criminal activity had increased in their area within the past few weeks. The only reason Vi was even fucking women in that area was to make sure her partner on the job didn't know where to find her. The last thing she needed was for her to stick nose into her sex life as well. Don't get her wrong. She cares about her more than anyone else. It was her that saved Vi from the streets after her gang ditched her. But, ever since they moved in together there has really been no borderline for privacy.
"I'll have someone pick me up. So you don't have to worry about that." The stranger replied as she got out of bed and started to get dressed. Vi finished off her cigarette and began to do the same thing. She was nearly fully dressed by the time her phone went off. She snatched it off the table and looked to see who was calling. Caitlyn. Of course it was her, Vi waved for the female to leave once she was done getting dressed. Once she left Vi answered the phone. "What's up?" She answered.
"Vi I swear to God if you're in another slummy motel we're gonna have a problem. I don't like the thought of you bringing in filthy motel residue into our place." Vi could practically hear and picture the snarling woman through the phone. "Really Cupcake? You would think that low of me? Of course I'm not at a motel. The prices on my smokes went up so I went to the other side of town to see if they were cheaper." She lied, there was a minute of silence before Caitlyn replied. "When will you be home? It's late." Vi smiled grabbing another cigarette and lighting it up on her way out. "I'll be home in about 20 minutes. You know you shouldn't worry about me. I been dealing with this my entire life." It was annoying but at the same time her partner's worry made her feel better, even if it was a little. After a few minutes of talking and verification Vi hung up and got on to her bike. "Looks like I gotta go to the store." She mumbled before starting up her bike and taking off.
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Distant Bandit
Random"Piltover's Finest." Let's change this title and make it what it really is. Piltover's Gayest. We love the idea of these two being together. But, what it's obviously not that simple.
