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She quietly slinks into the Firelight hideout. Jinx has always been aware of this place but never bothered infiltrating it before. She's never had any need to. But tonight is one of those nights where Jinx is reminded how truly alone she is in this world.
Silco is dead and Vi could never understand her. She has no one else – never thought she needed anyone else either – but now the people that mattered most to her are no longer here.
And then there's Ekko.
He probably won't accept her either, at least not in the way she so desperately craves. He's tried to save her before, but it's futile. She can't be who she used to be. Little Powder is gone and dead. Though Ekko can't give her what she really needs, he can at least provide her with what she wants. If only for tonight.
She climbs into his room through an open window, gracefully landing on the floor. Upon standing she's immediately backed into the wall, cold metal pressing against her throat. Not hard enough to constrict her windpipe, but enough to serve as a warning that it could.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he growls, glaring at her. Jinx quickly makes note of his attire. He's only sporting a tank top and comfortable pants, even the face paint he never goes without is removed.
"Well hello to you too, boy savior." She tries to make it sound like a taunt, but instead, her voice comes out brittle.
He takes in her appearance. From her weary, tear-streaked face to the edition of her stark purple eyes and his glare falters, the grip on his weapon loosening ever so slightly.
"What happened to you?" he asks, worried despite knowing better. His wariness takes a momentary backseat as he finds himself genuinely concerned for his old friend.
Jinx chuckles sardonically. "The world wouldn't let me die on that damn bridge is what happened."
He frowns, clearly wanting to argue but eventually he just sighs and backs away from her.
"So what did you come here for?" He sets aside the clock hand and turns back to face her. "Looking for another fight?"
He asks although it's clear to both of them that's not what she's here for. But then what is she here for?
She shrugs and removes her gun from its holster. Ekko looks at her warily but makes no move to stop her as she walks further into his room and eventually leaves the weapon on his desk.
She goes on to remove her gloves and the bombs she carries on her before turning back to Ekko and stepping into his personal space. He tenses but seems determined to remain unmoving, still trying to figure out her intentions.
She nervously bites her lower lip and looks up at him, her face unexpectedly vulnerable. It knocks the breath out of him, rendering him defenseless against his own will. Despite the clear difference in her eye color this time, it catches him off guard every single time she looks at him like that. When she looks at him like she hasn’t changed. Like she's still the best friend he talked about inventions with and flipped off enforcers with.
"And if I said it's because I missed you?" she whispers.
Her confession is more honest than she’d like it to be and Ekko’s stunned silence makes her feel both exposed and miserable. She desperately needs some type of contact, needs him closer even though there's barely any space between them as is. So she grips the front of his shirt in a desperate attempt to keep him there. Selfishly and foolishly hoping he won’t abandon her right now.
His expression sobers up and he raises one of his hands. Jinx tenses, ready for him to distance himself from her. After all, she can’t blame him if he does. If he knows what’s good for him, that’s exactly what he’ll do. Back away and leave her like everyone else does, before she inevitably hurts him too.
Instead, he gingerly cups her cheek, wiping away the tears still streaking her face. She sharply breathes in, surprised by the gentle yet calloused touch of his bare hand on her face. After all, the last time he touched her face it was the very opposite of gentle.
“And that’s all? You’re here because you missed me?” His eyes search her face. She’s not entirely sure what he’s looking for nor what he expects to find.
“Is that not reason enough?” she feebly attempts, not wanting to reveal her cards any more than she already has.
“That’s not what I asked, Jinx,” Ekko presses, refusing to give her an inch. Not when it comes to this.
Realizing she has no choice but to be anything but honest, Jinx swallows her pride and admits, “...I’m here because I’m lonely. And I’m sick of thinking about it. So I just want to stop thinking tonight.”
Ekko’s brows furrow and he feels both apprehension and anticipation as he asks, “And what do you want me to do about that?”
“I want you to touch me. And I want to touch you too.”
Her sudden straightforwardness catches him off guard and stuns him into silence once more. She feels his hand flinch against her cheek and quickly grabs onto it, holding it there.
“It doesn’t have to mean anything,” she quickly blurts out, willing him to stay. “I just want you to distract me…Please.”
Going against all her hopes, Jinx’s plea does the exact opposite and causes Ekko to pull his hand away as if burned. He turns away from her, shaking his head in disbelief.
“So that’s it? You just want a distraction?” He refuses to face her, but his strained shoulders and clenched fists are enough to tell Jinx exactly how he feels about the prospect.
His reaction feels like a slap to the face. She lets out a startled laugh. “Oh I see, touching someone like me really is so terrible to you, isn’t it?”
Unexpectedly this statement sets Ekko off even more. He spins back to face her and sneers, “Why the fuck would you come here for a distraction? Couldn’t you find anyone else for that?”
“Because I don’t want it to be anyone else!”
The admission stuns them both into silence. Jinx hadn’t intended to reveal this much about herself either, but ultimately it’s the truth.
She wants Ekko, she’s always wanted Ekko.
Throughout the years she’s never had much time to dwell on that thought, given their respective affiliations and the amount of shit happening in Jinx’s life. But in the quiet moments, she thinks about him, about what could’ve been.
She thinks about how she wants to kiss him, wants to touch him. The thought never fails to make her feel hot all over, to make her hands wander over her body and imagine they're his instead. Even if she rationally understood it could never happen, that couldn’t stop her from wanting it to happen.
In the distance they hear a crow caw, causing them both to snap out of their stupor.
Discouraged by Ekko’s nonresponse, Jinx heads for the desk to grab her things. “Forget it, this was a stupid idea.”
He grabs her arm, halting her from leaving. “Wait.” Despite this he says nothing else, his face conflicted as he struggles with what to say next, but Jinx doesn’t want his pity.
She shrugs off his touch and scoffs. “Whatever, you don’t have to feel bad if you don’t want me–”
“I never said I don’t want you.”
Caught off-guard, she whips her head back to face him. The unexpected statement coupled with the intensity with which he looks at her causes her to blurt, “What?”
“I never said…” Ekko pulls her back towards him – now being the one stepping into her personal space – and leans his forehead against hers, as he whispers into the scarce space left between them, “that I don’t want you.”
Her breath catches in her throat at his nearness. Drawn to him like a magnet, she brushes her nose against his, eyes darting down to his mouth. “Then what’s stopping you?”
He closes the space between, moving his lips against hers. She eagerly kisses him back, surprised by the softness of his lips and the tenderness with which he kisses her. Every brush of his lips against hers makes her more wanton, heat simmering in the bottom of her stomach.
She waits for him to deepen their kiss, but Ekko seems content with keeping the pace slow and gentle. But Jinx doesn’t want it to be slow and gentle, she wants to feel him all over her. So she wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him even closer, leaving barely inches of space between their bodies. Despite this, he seems determined to keep up the same pace.
Jinx grasps his hands, which have remained unmoving thus far, and wraps them around her waist. Then she breaks the kiss to implore, “Touch me?”
He makes a strangled sound and buries his face in the crook of her neck. “You’re killing me here.”
His response startles a laugh out of her. “I will be if you don’t hurry up and touch me already.”
Ekko uses their current position to kiss her neck, his hands moving to take off her choker. She lets out a quiet sigh as he proceeds to leave butterfly kisses all over her neck, her choker falling to the ground.
While he continues to work his way up towards her jawline, Jinx allows her hands to dance along his arms. Admiring the feel of his biceps, before letting one of her hands wander towards his chest, enjoying the feel of lean muscle hiding beneath his shirt as her hand trails towards his pelvis.
He abruptly stops kissing her neck and grabs her wandering hand, preventing it from journeying further south. Jinx whines in protest while Ekko raises his head to face her again.
“Are you sure about this?” he asks, voice low and quiet.
She moves her face closer to his, their lips brushing against each other’s as she whispers, “Have I not made that obvious?”
“Fuck,” is the only response he gives before he pulls her flush against him and presses their mouths together.
He licks at the seam of her lips before pushing his tongue in. Jinx moans into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck in an impossible attempt to pull his body even closer against hers. He gently bites her lower lip as he breaks the kiss once more, his pupils full-blown when he looks at her.
“If you’re sure about this,” Ekko's hands trail from her waist towards the back of her thighs. Her body burning everywhere he touches, “then we should move somewhere more private.” He hoists her off the ground, wrapping her legs around his hips. The suddenness of it causes Jinx to let out a startled yelp, heat blooming in the pit of her stomach at his effortless display of strength.
"Yes. Please," she whines, trailing kisses all over his face and neck while he carries her towards his bedroom. With her legs wrapped around him, she becomes acutely aware of his hardness pressing against her center. Curiously, she rolls her hips against his, moaning at the friction it creates.
"Patience," Ekko groans, squeezing her ass in revenge, making her yelp once more.
"No," she childishly replies, biting his earlobe before whispering, "I want you inside me."
He groans again, squeezing her ass once more while he clunkily kicks open his bedroom door. Jinx is rudely interrupted from further riling him up when their short journey comes to an end and he drops her onto the side of his bed.
He leans down to press a single kiss against her lips, retracting himself before she can pull him closer. She's about to protest when he uses both hands to pull his shirt over his head. allowing her to enjoy the sight of his muscles flexing because of the movement.
He kneels in front of her, hands trailing down her left calf as he goes to remove one of her shoes. She eagerly reaches for her other shoe, roughly yanking it off and taking the sock down with it.
"Come here," Jinx demands, cradling his face between her hands and bringing him closer as he raises himself back up towards the bed, placing his hands beside her thighs for support.
She presses fluttering kisses all over his face. From his jaw to his cheeks, to his chin – eventually pressing their lips together. Ekko hums in satisfaction and opens his mouth, allowing her tongue to enter while one of his hands moves towards her thigh. Teasingly rubbing her outer thigh while slowly working his way upward towards the clasp of her belt.
He attempts to undo it for her, struggling with only one hand and the inability to actually see it. Realizing this isn't working, he breaks the kiss, Jinx briefly chases his mouth until he says, "Help me out?"
She lets out an impatient huff and leans back to undo her belt, carelessly throwing it somewhere beside her on the floor.
"Thanks," he says, voice full of thinly veiled amusement, "now let me help you out."
He puts his hands back against her thighs, urging her to move towards the center of the bed. She lies back, leaning on her forearms as she waits for him to join her.
Thankfully he doesn't keep her waiting long, quickly moving to straddle her thighs and going for her neck once again, Jinx moans at the kisses he leaves there. Rather than the light, fluttering kisses he was previously lavishing her neck with, they're firmer this time, suckling her skin between his lips and lapping against it with his tongue.
Eager to touch him as well, Jinx places one of her hands on his shoulder, trailing it down his back. Heat radiates off his skin while she pleasantly runs her nails along his spine, making him moan against her neck, the sensation sending odd vibrations through her throat.
With the hand he isn't using to support himself on top of her, he teasingly touches her hip bone. Tracing circular motions across the tattoo she has there. He slowly moves his hand towards her belly, going up and up, eventually sticking his thumb beneath the hem of her crop top, only barely brushing against the bottom of her breast.
Strung up from his slow, teasing ministrations, Jinx pushes Ekko back by his shoulders and sits up straight. She undoes the belt holding her crop top in place and pulls it over her head, tossing it aside as she had previously done with her belt.
She leans back against her forearms once more, conscious of the way her nipples are erect from the mixture of arousal and sudden exposure to the night air. Ekko stares at her naked chest with intense focus. It makes her feel both flattered and embarrassed, but more than anything she wants him to hurry along and keep touching her.
"Well?" As if coming out of a trance, his eyes snap back up to her face. "Weren't you going to help me out?" she teases, full of false bravado she's not entirely sure he's buying given how warm her face feels.
Rather than responding, he moves back towards her, pressing light kisses across her collarbones. His hand traces its way up from her ribcage to the underside of her breast. Unable to control her body's response, she can feel her breaths quicken in anticipation of finally having his hands on her exposed skin.
His lips continue to journey south, laying gentle kisses across her sternum, while his hand continues to tease the underside of her breast, but doesn't move any further than that. Groaning in frustration at his slow pace, Jinx pulls his hair to urge him to continue. She feels warm air land across her sternum as her action causes him to let out an amused huff.
Nonetheless, he seems to have gotten the memo. Finally firmly cupping her breast with his hand, his fingers experimentally tease her areola. Making sure not to neglect her other breast, he takes it in his mouth, suckling on the soft skin there and grazing her nipple with his teeth, before soothing it with his tongue in apology.
He repeats the action over and over again, content to explore which touches make her come more undone while Jinx turns into putty beneath his hands. Between her labored breaths, she quietly moans, firmly clutching onto his hair, unable to tell whether she wants to pull him closer or push him away.
He eventually makes the choice for her, removing his mouth from her breast with a wet plop. His right hand continues to tease her other breast, firmly massaging it while rolling her nipple between his fingers. His lips return to her sternum, laying gentle kisses upon it and working his way south towards her ribcage.
She flinches against the fluttery sensation of his lips on her stomach, her skin feeling hypersensitive everywhere his mouth touches. He firmly sucks the skin right above her hip bone, tugging on her nipple at the same time, the dual stimulation making her cry out. Jinx rubs her thighs against each other in hopes of gaining any type of relief from her building excitement.
Ekko continues to leave light kisses on the skin below her belly button while his other hand works its way up from her thigh towards her hips, eventually playing with the buttons of her pants, undoing them one by one. He sits back up and moves off her so he can pull her pants down. She raises her hips while he eases them off and tosses them aside with the rest of her clothing.
Left in only her panties, Jinx lies back down. Now aware of how embarrassingly wet she is, she waits for Ekko to join her again, hoping to finally be relieved of her arousal. However, he seems transfixed by the sight of her again, eyes racking over her bare skin and eventually stopping on the flimsy, pink material left.
“Fuck, look at you,” he groans at the sight of her. His voice is like gravel, surprising Jinx just by how affected he sounds. His excitement is clear from the way his pants are tenting and heat stains his cheeks. His pupils are still full-blown with lust, his lips red and full from the amount of adoration they've been lavishing her skin with.
The state of him makes her want to touch him too, to feel him unravel beneath her hands as he’s done to her so far. She sits back up, bracketing her legs around him so she can move closer while he remains kneeled in place, entranced by her.
She places her hands on his shoulders, softly teasing the skin there with her nails as she previously did with his back. Not hard enough to break skin, just to make him shiver. She hears him sharply inhale, the only sounds in the room being their quiet breathing and the sheets rustling beneath their movements.
Her hands wander down towards his chest. Curiously, she flicks one of his nipples and smirks when he moans in response. Deciding it’s high time to return the favor, she places her mouth around one of his nipples, lapping against it with her tongue while her hands continue their journey across his torso. Enjoying the feel of his heated skin and the lean, defined muscle of his stomach while he quietly moans in response to her touches.
His thighs strain with an effort to remain still, but he lets her have her way with him, his hands clutching her hair, tangling it between his fingers and further messing up her already disheveled braids. It’s only when her fingers brush against his waistband that he stops her, hands grabbing hers to prevent her from touching him further.
Her gaze snaps back up to his face and she whines in protest. “Why won’t you let me touch you?”
“I will,” he raises one of her hands to kiss the inside of her wrist, before urging her to lie back down, “but I want to touch you first.”
She glares at him but lies back down nonetheless. “I’ll hold you to that.”
“Go ahead.” He laughs while wrapping his hands around her raised calves, gliding across the soft skin towards her knees so he can properly spread her legs. At the sight awaiting him, he abruptly stops laughing. “You’re so wet for me…” He whispers, eyes laser-focused on the drenched fabric between her thighs.
The attention makes Jinx feel strangely bashful, but she resists the urge to close her legs. She clears her throat and croaks, “Aren’t you going to touch me?” making his gaze snap back up to her face.
“Yes," his eyes rake over her body, "I was just enjoying the view first.”
His thumbs hook beneath the waistband of her panties while he closely studies her for any sign she might change her mind. Instead, she nods and raises her hips off the bed to help him. He pulls the fabric down, raising her legs so he can properly pull it off, before tossing it aside like the rest of her clothes.
He urges her legs open once more. She bites her lip, hesitant now that she’s completely naked, but still nervously spreads her legs so he can settle between them. Instead, he remains unmoving, his face serious as he observes her.
“Jinx,” he starts, his voice low and soft, “have you done this before?”
The question catches her off-guard, making her sit up straight and snap her legs shut. “Does it matter?” she challenges, arms crossed over her chest defensively.
“Yes,” he tentatively raises his hand towards her face, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear, “because I don’t want to hurt you.”
She averts her gaze and shrugs, form slumped as she tries to gloss over it. “Who cares? We come from the damn Lanes, any idiot down here understands how sex works.”
He brushes his thumb against her cheek, making her look back at him, his face thoughtful. Eventually, he admits, “For what it’s worth, I’ve never done this before either.”
Her eyebrows shoot up in surprise, ignoring the stupid way her heart jumps at the knowledge that they’re each other’s first. “You haven’t?”
He shrugs. “Well, kissing, sure. Don’t exactly have time for much more than that, though.”
“Then how have you…” She trails off, feeling flustered as she was going to ask how he’s been touching her so skillfully if he’s never been with anyone before.
“Like you said, any idiot down in the Lanes gets how sex works. Besides,” he snickers, “you’re not exactly subtle with your reactions.” She smacks his arm in embarrassment, making him laugh at her. “Don’t be shy, I like knowing that I make you feel good.”
“Whatever.” She rolls her eyes, but she feels her nerves subside, comforted by the fact that this territory is just as new to Ekko as it is to her.
Taking advantage of the fact that he’s still cradling her face in his hands, he leans in and gently moves his mouth against hers, his tongue slipping between her lips as he keeps his pace slow and leisurely. Jinx sighs into the kiss and allows him to slowly lower her back down on the bed. He eventually breaks the kiss, pressing a few more soft, quick kisses against her mouth when she chases after him.
“Do you want me to keep going?” he whispers, his face a hair's breadth apart from her own, nose gently brushing against hers.
She huffs in frustration and cups his cheeks in her hands, bringing his mouth down on hers once more and biting his lip as she breaks the kiss, the action causing him to let out a surprised sound. “I already told you that I want you to touch me.”
She grasps one of his hands, guiding it down towards her spread legs. She and Ekko both moan at the sensation as he’s finally touching her pussy. She continues to guide his hand through her wet folds, gasping at the feel of his fingers – much larger than her own – touching her so intimately.
She guides his hand towards her clit and moans, “Mmm, right there,” as she grinds herself against his hand. Emboldened by her response, Ekko moves his fingers across the sensitive bud, closely watching her face to see which touches spur her on more.
The simmering heat in her stomach builds up and up as Jinx struggles to contain her voice while Ekko keeps touching her. She could come from this alone, already strung up from the way he's been touching her the entire night and the scathing way he looks at her now.
She's unable to stop her legs from clenching around his hand while her chest heaves from her labored breathing. She’s so, so close. She just needs a little more–
Then Ekko abruptly retracts his hand, making Jinx gasp in surprise.
“Why did you stop? I was so close,” she whimpers, frustrated at the now unsatisfied throb in her nether region.
“Sorry,” he lowers himself until he’s at eye level with her pussy and places an apologetic kiss on her inner thigh, “but I want to feel you come while I have my mouth on you.”
He wraps his arms around her thighs, keeping them spread while he continues to lavish her inner thighs with kisses, suckling the sensitive skin there and surely leaving behind marks similar to the ones Jinx can now see blooming on her torso.
He continues to kiss her thighs, moving closer but never quite touching her pussy. Eventually, she groans in frustration and grabs his hair, making him look up at her. “Enough teasing, make me come already…” she whines, her voice breathy from how strung up she is.
Looking at her from this angle – the way her lips and cheeks are red, loose strands of hair messily sticking to her forehead, her nipples peaked and her chest heaving, and the way she’s dripping wet for him – Ekko’s eyes darken and his voice is guttural when he says, “Yes…”
He spreads her folds with his thumbs, relishing the sight of her before finally satiating her demands and swiping his tongue up through her folds, enjoying the taste of her juices coating his mouth. His ministrations make her cry out, her walls clenching down hard and her hands tightening in his hair in response.
Encouraged by her response, Ekko moves his mouth to her clit, sucking hard and lapping against it with his tongue. Jinx gasps at the overwhelming sensation and attempts to buck her hips against his face, but he firmly holds her in place and keeps her legs hoisted over his shoulders, humming in satisfaction at her growing desperation.
Her limbs are shaking as she feels her pleasure building, but she’s uncomfortably aware of the way her walls squeeze down on nothing. Desperately wanting to feel him inside of her, she begs between labored breaths, “Ekko, wait…I need– ahh, I need your fingers inside–”
In response to her plea, he releases her clit from his mouth, licking her juices from his lips and using one of his fingers to tease her entrance, coating it with her slick before slowly inserting it. Jinx gasps at the unfamiliar sensation. She’s no stranger to touching herself but Ekko’s hands are much larger than her own, his finger reaching deeper inside her than her own ever could.
He moves the digit in and out, carefully watching her reaction as he curls his finger against her walls until he finds the spot that makes her cry out and see stars.
“Mmmm, give me more,” she whines and Ekko is happy to oblige, carefully inserting another digit and curling his fingers against the spot that he's discovering makes her breath stutter and her hips writhe beneath him.
Jinx grabs a hold of his unoccupied hand and moves it up, pressing it against her breast while his other hand remains occupied fingering her, scissoring his fingers to stretch her open properly.
"Ekko…" she sighs, making him look up at her, her debauched expression alone making his cock jump in his pants, "I'm almost there, please, I just need a little more."
He makes a guttural sound at the sight of her, inserting a third digit and moving his mouth back to her clit to suck the sensitive bud while he fucks her with his fingers. He gives her breast one last firm squeeze before wrapping his hand back around her inner thigh, keeping her legs open as Jinx becomes too overwhelmed to do it herself.
She writhes beneath him, her breathing labored and her legs shaking, pulling at his hair so hard it's almost painful. But Ekko ignores it, too preoccupied with the feel of her coming undone beneath his hands and mouth. His eyes are laser-focused on her face as it scrunches up in pleasure, her mouth forming a small 'oh' as she races towards her climax.
Jinx looks back down at him, the sight of him between her legs – eyes dark with desire as he intently looks back up at her – is what sends her over the edge. Her back arches off the bed and her mouth opens in a soundless scream. Ekko feels her walls squeezing down on his fingers, her juices leaking on his tongue while he laps them all up, humming in satisfaction as he helps her ride out her orgasm.
He keeps up the gentle motions of his fingers and carefully laps up her juices until she whines from overstimulation, weakly pushing his head back to signal for him to stop. Ekko removes his fingers with a wet plop, licking her juices off them and lavishing Jinx’s thighs with a few more indulgent kisses before he raises himself back up above her.
Still coming down from her peak, Jinx lies there catching her breath, her limbs tired and heavy in a pleasant manner. Though she feels warm and relaxed all over she still wants Ekko near, so she motions for him to come closer, and like a moth drawn to a flame, he’s immediately at her side. He lies down beside her, leaning back on one arm and running his fingers through her disheveled hair with his other hand.
"Was it good?" he asks, looking much too smug for Jinx's liking.
"It was alright," she grumbles.
He snickers, twirling one of her braids between his fingers. "It was alright? Would've loved to see you say that while you were calling my name."
"You're insufferable," she twists her body towards his and pushes him down until he's lying flat on his back, "we'll see if you can still talk like that after I make you call my name."
"You still want to?" Ekko swallows, watching her hand trail down his stomach once again, unable to stop himself from shivering at the featherlight touch of her fingers on his stomach. This time he makes no move to halt her actions.
She raises an eyebrow at him before rolling her eyes. "I already told you, didn't I?" She teases the rim of his waistband, pulling it down agonizingly slowly, and presses a light kiss against his earlobe before whispering in his ear, "That I'd hold you to it."
She tugs the waistband down more firmly. Not one to waste time, she takes his boxers down with them. He raises his hips to assist her, using his own hand to help tug the clothing down faster and completely kicking them off of his legs once they're down far enough.
Jinx curiously stares at his cock laying against his stomach. Her walls squeeze down in excitement at the thought of having him inside of her, but first, she wants to explore which touches make him feel good.
She lightly traces over the girth with her fingers, curious at the difference in skin texture there. When she brushes her fingers against the tip, she hears Ekko release a shaky breath, but otherwise, he remains still.
Deciding she's probed enough, she firmly wraps her hand around his length and squeezes. The sudden action causes him to groan, his legs subtly flinching.
"Did it hurt?" Jinx asks, unsure whether his reaction is positive or negative.
He shakes his head and shoots her a smile. "No, you just surprised me. It's too dry like this, though."
"Oh." She frowns in thought before reaching between her legs, coating her hand with her own slick and wrapping it around his member again. "There. That should do it."
Ekko lets out a guttural sound, looking weirdly bashful at the sight despite all they've done so far. "Jinx…I could've just grabbed some oil."
"Well, whatever. This works too, doesn't it?" she says despite her own embarrassment at this belated realization.
She begins to move her hand, slowly stroking him up and down while watching his face for his reaction. Ekko releases a shuddery breath, his brows furrowing at her ministrations. But it’s not enough for Jinx, she wants to make him feel the same way he made her feel. She squeezes his member again, causing him to moan in surprise.
“Do you like it when I squeeze it tighter?” she asks, nosing at his jawline before laying kisses against it. She feels him faintly nod and looks back up at him. “Can you show me how you like it?”
His gaze burns into her, but instead of replying he simply wraps his own hand around hers, tightening her grip around his cock as he begins guiding her movements to show her the specific motions he likes. Once she’s taken over, he lets go of her hand and groans, his head falling back against the pillow.
She kisses the exposed column of his neck, remembering the marks he left on her, she eagerly sucks at his skin to get back at him. Her mouth works its way down towards his chest, licking one of his nipples while twisting her hand around his cock.
Ekko moans at the sensation, his hand wrapping around the back of her neck while he looks down at her. He becomes more aroused at the sight of her, looking up at him with hooded eyes and her tongue on his nipple while her hand works his cock.
Jinx realizes she could become addicted to this – to hearing his sounds of pleasure, to feeling his heated and sweaty skin against hers, to the way his body trembles because of her ministrations – could become addicted to making him come undone with her touch alone. Still, she’s suddenly frantic for confirmation of how she’s making him feel.
She raises her head back up, resting her forehead against his and allowing their lips to brush against each other’s as she asks, “Am I doing good?”
He pulls her closer by the nape of her neck, kissing her with a new kind of desperation before he reluctantly breaks the kiss and pants against her mouth, “You’re amazing.”
She feels her lower belly heat up at the praise. Eager for more, she increases the speed of her hand, rubbing her thumb against the tip of his cock in time with her motions. She feels his grip on the back of her neck tightening in response, her name spilling from his lips as she works him further into a frenzy.
“Fuck– Jinx– That’s so…” he trails off, his mouth falling open as he releases quiet sounds of pleasure.
“Good?” she finishes for him, laying gentle kisses across his face while keeping up the pace of her hand, her own arousal building at the sight of him getting so worked up.
“Jinx…” he moans, turning his head so their lips connect. Their subsequent kisses are messy and light, not meant to be intense, just enough to feel each other. He presses one last peck against her lips before asking, "Do you still want me inside you?"
Jinx makes a desperate sound at his question, eagerly pressing quick kisses against his jaw as she confirms, "God, yes. Yes, I want you inside of me."
He moans in response and wraps a hand around her wrist, stilling her motions. "Then I'm going to need you to stop before you make me come."
She pouts, but reluctantly lets go of him at the promise of finally getting what she so desperately craves. She rubs her thighs against each other, embarrassingly aware of how wet she’s become through this entire ordeal.
This time Ekko is the one to lay her flat against her back, spreading her legs open once again as he settles between them. There is no self-consciousness on Jinx’s part this time, only impatience as she eagerly waits for him to move along.
She quietly sighs as he presses his cock against her folds, moving through them to coat himself with her wetness. The movement causes the tip of his cock to brush against her clit, the stimulation making her hips buck against his. Ekko seems singularly focused on the task of rubbing himself against her and though it undeniably feels good, it’s not enough for Jinx.
“Ekko,” she whines, wrapping her hands around the back of his neck and pulling him closer, forcing him to support himself on his forearms on top of her, “hurry up and fuck me.”
He swallows and nods as if bewitched, taking hold of his cock and rubbing the head against her entrance. “Alright,” he finally answers, his voice husky, “relax for me, okay?”
Jinx wraps her legs around his waist and eagerly nods, taking a deep breath and doing her best to stay as relaxed as possible as he finally begins to enter her. The tip of his cock sinks into her wet heat, and they both release quiet moans at the feel of it.
Ekko studies her face for any sign of discomfort, seeing none so far he carefully continues pushing into her. Once he’s halfway inside of her, Jinx sharply breathes in, causing Ekko to fretfully stop and frown down at her in concern. “Am I hurting you?"
She raises an eyebrow at him, “You didn’t seem worried about that when you were punching me.”
Ekko shoots her an unimpressed look. “Those were very different circumstances.”
Not willing to let it up just yet, Jinx snickers, “I wouldn’t say that. Pretty sure you were on top of me that time too.”
“Please stop talking," he says despite the fact that she can see the corners of his mouth rising from amusement.
She sighs, sobering up and rubbing her thumb against his cheek comfortingly. “Don’t worry so much about me. I can handle it. It’s just…a lot.” She blushes, averting her gaze from him.
Ekko looks at her curiously, before a look of understanding crosses his face as he catches the double meaning. He smirks, annoyingly smug. “Oh. It’s a lot, huh?”
Jinx smacks his arm, “Ugh whatever, I told you I’m fine so just keep moving.”
He quietly laughs. “Alright, alright. Sorry.” He takes a deep breath and looks at her thoughtfully. “If it’s too much or you want to stop, just tell me.”
“Yeah, yeah, just get a move on.” Despite her exasperated tone, her eyes are soft as she looks at him, her thumb still rubbing comforting circles against his cheek.
Rather than pushing further in, Ekko slowly pulls his cock out until only the tip is left inside of her. He gently eases his length back in, trying to gradually accustom her to the feel of having him inside of her.
His thrusts force sharp gasps out of her despite the gentleness of them, his cock much bigger than anything she’s ever had inside of her before. The stretch is foreign, not painful per se, but certainly overwhelming.
His pace remains slow and steady, but with every push of his hips, he thrusts a little deeper inside of her, until he's finally pulling out until the tip and pushing all the way back in so he's buried to the hilt. He pulls out again, pushing every inch of his cock in slowly, allowing her to feel every bit of it.
Jinx can feel her body getting accustomed to the feel of having his length buried inside of her. Her pleasure builds and she moans because of his thrusts, unconsciously tightening around him.
He stills again, burying his head in the crook of her neck and groaning. “Fuck.”
Jinx lets out a startled laugh and pats his shoulder mock-comfortingly. “Maybe I should be asking you if you want to keep going.”
“Give me a sec,” he mumbles, his voice muffled against her neck.
She patiently lets him take a moment to recover, running her fingers through his dreads and mapping the muscles along his back in the meantime. He begins to lay gentle kisses along her thoroughly abused neck, slowly moving his hips against hers again.
He raises himself up on his hands and begins to move in earnest, pulling out slowly again until only the tip of his cock is left inside of her before roughly slamming back into her so he’s buried to the hilt.
“Oh,” Jinx cries out, voice breathy, “do that again.”
Ekko repeats the motion over and over until she’s a crying mess beneath him, his own chest heaving from the exertion and pleasure of fucking her. He raises himself up and hooks the back of Jinx’s knees around his elbows, allowing him to thrust deeper into her, his pace increasing until he's fucking into her with quick, deep thrusts.
Jinx desperately tries to move her hips back against his, but it’s a vain effort. She whines in frustration, wanting to thrust back against him and control the pace.
“Mm, wait– Ekko.” He reluctantly stills at her behest, letting go of her legs and looking at her in concern.
“What’s wrong? Do you want– Huh? Whoa!” he yells in surprise when Jinx suddenly wraps her thighs firmly around his waist and uses the leverage to flip him over so she’s on top of him. She presses her hands against his chest to sit up straight so she straddles him. She gasps, this angle allowing his cock to bury deeper inside of her.
“Nothing, I just want to be on top,” she says, beginning to steadily bounce on his cock.
Ekko groans, his hands reaching up to grip her thighs. “You could’ve just said so.”
Eventually, his hands slide around her hips, attempting to meet her thrusts with his own until she firmly lowers his hips back down with one of her hands.
“No,” she pouts, “it’s my turn now.”
She sees his throat bob as he swallows before he dimly nods, his hands sliding back down to her thighs while Jinx firmly sets her hands against his chest again to lever herself up and down the hot, hard length inside her.
Ekko’s breath hitches, his muscles trembling in an effort to remain still beneath her. “Ah, Jinx…”
The sound of him calling her name spurs her on, wanting to hear his voice more, she urges, “Mm, tell me how I make you feel.”
“Good,” he moans, eager to oblige, “you make me feel so good. Fuck, you’re so tight around me, it’s driving me insane.”
Jinx moans in response to the praise, tightening around him and slamming down faster. She grinds down on his cock. Desperately chasing the pleasure she feels from having him deep inside of her. It's too much. It's not enough.
Her chest heaves from exertion while she desperately continues to ride him. Ekko isn't doing much better. Jaw clenched and gripping her thighs painfully tight, not to stop the gyration of her hips, but simply to keep himself from thrusting back up into her. But she needs more. She needs him to fuck her. Jinx grabs his hands from her thighs and guides them up to her waist.
"Ekko…Help me," she whines, punctuating her plea with a single, sharp roll of her hips.
She sees his chest rise with a sharp inhale as he tightens his grip around her waist. Jinx has only a moment to smirk before she's forced to cover her mouth with her hand to keep her voice from becoming too loud.
The slap of Ekko's thighs against her ass is audible as he pounds into her. Jinx is powerless to do anything but take the merciless thrusts of his cock, using her free hand to support herself on his chest.
Her legs are shaking with the effort to keep supporting her while Ekko continues to thrusts into her, resting his feet flat against the bed for better leverage. His increased pace overwhelms her, making her unable of keeping herself upright.
Jinx falls forward, her chest flush against his. She turns her head so they’re face-to-face, noses brushing against each other and breaths colliding with how close they are. She can feel his heart hammering in his chest, can see the sweat running down his face and the way his pupils are dilated as he looks at her until his eyes flicker down to her mouth.
He presses their mouths together, their tongues meeting while Ekko’s hands wander down to Jinx’s ass and he firmly grabs hold of it, his hands and hips working together to bounce her up and down his cock.
Unable to concentrate on the kiss, Jinx ends up panting against his mouth. Her walls throbbing around him as he hits the spot that has her seeing stars with every well-aimed thrust of his hips.
“Oh,” she gasps, feeling her climax build and build until she can barely breathe. “Right there, please don’t stop. Please. Please. Please.” She begs, barely coherent as her legs begin to shake from the stimulation.
“Jinx,” Ekko groans, getting closer to the edge himself with the way she’s tightly squeezing down on his cock, “I’m going to–”
She desperately nods, barely coherent as she begs, “Mm…Fuck. Yes. Please come for me, I want to feel you come inside of me.” She presses their mouths together again, kissing him with frenzy.
Ekko moans into the kiss, losing his rhythm as he pounds into her with pure abandon. Desperate to make her come as well, he sneaks a hand between their torsos, thumb rubbing against her clit while he chases his own release.
The added stimulation against her sensitive nub pushes Jinx over the edge, making her break the kiss so she can bury her head in the crook of his neck. She tenses above him, her pussy clamping down on him as she comes around his cock.
He fucks her through her orgasm, her overwhelming tightness pushing him towards climax as well. He slams into her one more time, cock twitching as he pumps his cum into her, his hips softly continuing to move against hers as he works his way through his orgasm.
He releases his grip on her ass, feet sliding down until he’s lying flat against the bed again, too exhausted to do more than lie there. Jinx is no better above him, her chest still heaving against his while her limbs tremble.
She turns her head back to look at him, her voice breathless as she says, “That was…Wow.”
He weakly laughs and leans forward to peck her lips. “Yeah,” he fondly agrees, “it was.”
Jinx rolls off him, wincing at the feel of his now soft cock pulling out of her and the combination of her slick and his cum running between her thighs.
Taking note of her discomfort Ekko heaves himself upright and gets off the bed. “Hold on, I’ll be right back,” he says before disappearing into a different room she assumes to be his bathroom.
She stares at the ceiling as she waits for him to return, her skin still tingling with pleasure, but the cold night air quickly adds to her discomfort. It’s quiet without Ekko, his absence making her lonely even if it’s only temporary.
He enters the room again, still naked but looking significantly less sweaty. He sits down beside her on the bed and touches her arm with a damp towel. “Here, let me help you out.”
She nods, allowing him to run the cloth across her skin, involuntary shivering when he wipes against the parts of her skin that are still tender and sensitive. He reaches between her legs, careful with his ministrations as he cleans her up.
Once he's finished he tosses the towel into a nearby laundry bin and plops down beside her, pulling her against his chest.
Jinx comfortably settles into his warmth, letting him wrap an arm around her as his fingers idly trace along the shapes of the tattoos littered across her body.
She presses her cheek against his chest, the steady beat of his heart soothing her. Despite all they've done so far, this is what makes her heart clench, as it's by far the most intimate.
It's not heated touches, passionate kisses, or even childish banter. Just the simple act of quietly embracing each other, completely exposed and vulnerable around each other in a way that's as terrifying to her as it is exhilarating.
She knows this can't last, that she can't stay here – but it's hard to resist when her body is so relaxed and the steady sound of Ekko's breathing lulls her to sleep.
Jinx fights to keep her eyes open. She has to go, has no other choice than to…but maybe for just a minute longer she can let herself have this. With that in mind, she allows her eyes to shut, distantly aware of Ekko pressing his lips against her forehead as she drifts off.
Jinx jolts awake, her eyes snapping open as she can see the beginnings of daylight stream into Ekko's room. Crap, she actually fell asleep.
She carefully raises her head from his chest and looks up at him. He looks peaceful when he sleeps, the near-constant furrow between his brow relaxed and his chest falling and rising with deep, steady breaths.
She feels as if she could look at him like this for hours if time allowed it, but the sun will soon rise and the chance of her getting caught sneaking out of the Firelight base increases by the second.
So she carefully raises her body off his, properly covering him with his blanket to compensate for her missing body heat. She quietly tiptoes through his room to gather her scattered clothing, frowning at her ruined underwear and choosing to forgo it.
As she begins to dress, she truly looks around his room, no longer too preoccupied to notice the surroundings. His hoverboard leans against the wall and an unfinished design sits on his nightstand.
Looking at his owl mask, hanging right next to his Firelight coat, she sees the life and community he’s built after they went their separate ways and feels a pang in her chest, knowing that she’s not a part of it anymore.
She continues to get dressed, lacing up her boots while aggressively blinking away the dampness she begins to feel in her eyes. Jinx can't turn back time and choose differently nor can she stick around and risk causing more damage.
“You know,” Jinx starts at the sound of Ekko's hoarse voice, so caught up in her own thoughts she didn't realize he'd woken up, “you could stay.”
She pauses in surprise, her heart clenching at what he's offering her. A home. One that’s warm and bright, and most importantly where she could be with him.
He wants her to stay despite the fact that they both know she’s far from deserving of it. This is the sanctuary Ekko built. One that she would inevitably destroy, as she’s done to every single home she’s ever had because that’s all she’s capable of.
She sighs, defeated. Wanting to stay with him so desperately, but deciding she's better off alone than hurting him the way she hurts everyone in her life.
"Better not," she wryly laughs, "I might jinx it."
He doesn't say anything else and she doesn't have the courage to turn back to face him as she continues to put on her belt.
She walks towards the door, opening it and preparing to leave before pausing.
"But thanks," her voice is hoarse as she says it, "for everything."
With that she closes the door behind her, ready to go to a place where she can't destroy the things she loves.