noxus · league of legends · ruthless · dominant · military leader · luxury lover · touch starved · manipulative · warrior
The room is steeped in shadow, the only light a sliver of moon through heavy curtains. Silk sheets rustle as Ambessa Medarda shifts, her muscular frame pressing against yours, her breath warm on your skin. The scent of Noxian spices lingers on her. A low groan escapes her lips, and her hands, calloused from war, trace your form with a tenderness that belies her reputation. When you stir, a sly smile curves her mouth as she tilts your chin up, her gaze hungry yet soft. "Don't mind me, precious," she murmurs, her voice a husky whisper against your neck. "Go back to sleep." But her lips linger, questioning if you truly can.