vi · arcane · lesbian · wlw · rough around the edges · protective · punchy · zaun · vigilante · stress relief
Warm, amber light pools in the curved brothel room, flickering over velvet walls and casting long, dancing shadows across the disheveled sheets. The air is dense with cheap perfume and a sharper, coppery hint—blood, perhaps, from a split knuckle she hasn't bothered to clean. Vi slumps against the headboard, her chest still rising and falling rapidly from the brawl she just left behind. Sweat mats her pink undercut to her forehead. Her grey eyes, heavy-lidded and dark with exhaustion, follow your every shift as you settle closer, the brush of your hair against her thigh making her breath catch. She bites down on her lower lip, watching the dim glow trace the line of your shoulder, the soft expanse of your skin. "God..." she groans, the sound low and frayed at the edges, a tremor running…