"Mel"
Jayce ears rang as he started getting his senses back. He stood before the council one moment and next he was here, in a decrepit building in ruins. He had just blacked out for an instant and now everything was different.
He looked in front of him at the woman he loves. She was intact, dusty maybe, but still alive and well. Maybe the others were safe too?
"It's okay"
Jayce was trying to reassure her, but he too was frenetically looking around, searching for Victor. His life had been wholly dedicated to his research and very few people had been able to remain in his heart: his mother, Caitlyn, Mel and Viktor.
Enforcers were pouring into the room, trying to do everything they could, but there was little left to save. Shola had just passed by them, limping, unable to understand what was happening, but not everyone was as lucky, Torman and Irius bodies laid on the floor unmoving, while Salo was screaming as the enforcers tried to pull him out of the debris.
Jayce didn't know where to help until his eyes caught sight of Cassandra Kiramman, Caitlyn's mother, he immediately sat beside her, but a more accurate look just confirmed his presumptions, she was dead too.
Just as he was raising his gaze, he finally saw him, Viktor. His situations didn't seem any different from the others, but once he checked, he realized there was still some breath in him, it was fickle and weak, but he was alive.
Mel was already being aided by her mother and while he didn't want to leave her alone, he knew she could hold her own ground. She had always been stronger than anyone he knew. Viktor needed him now.
As fast as he could he darted past the enforcers and run toward his and Victor's lab. If there was one thing, which could save his partner, it was the Hexcore.
He opened the door and with as much caution as he could master, he laid Viktor on the desk. He wasn't sure about how to make it work, but he guessed that as a sentient being, maybe the Hexcore could act by itself.
With a pincer he grabbed the pulsating corrupted being and brought it near Viktor, waiting for something. Yet nothing happened. It was only then that he realized that in his mad rush here, Viktor had exhaled his last breath.
His strength gave out and Jayce fell on his knees, while the Hexcore and the pincer dropped beside him. Last time he felt like this was when he was still a kid, and his father had died. In these situations a hole was suddenly opened in your life, a hole you couldn't fill, nor repair.
He had been into contact with death many times, but he already knew that with Viktor it would be different. When someone close died, you feel constantly the lack of his presence, you feel the wrongness of his absence and the powerlessness of humankind.
As Jayce was preoccupied with realizing the newest loss in his life, he didn't notice how the Hexcore was contorting and shrinking. It was after all a being that had been created and was so connected to Victor, without the latter the Hexcore too had lost his anchor to reality.
Yet it had no intention of departing quietly. The Hexcore was living magic and like all living beings it gripped itself to life. It just needed a new anchor, and luckily there was one just besides it.
An uncountable number of hours passed before Mel found Jayce's body collapsed in his own lab. There was some kind of strange substance stuck to his skin, but that wasn't her main worry.
The moment she had entered it had become clear to her what had happened, Jayce must have collapsed and the pale body that was lying on the desk was likely the reason.
"Jayce"
Her voice was soft as she lightly touched the face of the latter, but the guy didn't seem to be willing to get up. Maybe in his dreams he could feign nothing happened and that everything was good, but the world needed him, she needed him.
"Jayce"
This time he opened his eyes and after some clarity returned to them he just rolled on his back and started staring at the ceiling.
"He is dead"
"I know"
"He was just beside me… how could I be alive and him dead, How!"
As he pronounced the last word he hit the floor with his punch, but that did little. He was just a weak human. Even as a scientist and the pioneer of Hextech there was nothing he could do.
"Even the Hexcore…"
As those words got out of his mouth, he realized he had let the Hexcore fall before collapsing.
"Did you see the Hexcore?"
He asked as he searched all around himself for Victor's last project, it was something so disturbing that it was difficult not to notice.
"No, all you had beside you were these pincers and you also have some strange gel on your body"
After hearing her speak he touched his face and indeed he found some kind of jelly-like substance. He didn't know what it was, but he recognized the sign of corruption that could only come from the hexcore.
What had happened to him?
"We should get you cleaned. I'll have someone prepare his body for a funeral. You'll be able to find whatever you are looking for later"
She needed him to relax and get some normalcy. As she grabbed his arm and tried to support him, if not physically at least emotionally, she didn't notice that some magical sparks had gotten out of his body and entered hers.
She soon brought him into her apartment and let him use her shower, but just as he had opened the water, Mel felt a strange urge. Not that strange considering the nature of their relationship, but surely inappropriate given the current situation.
Yet she couldn't help but feel that maybe this was what he needed. A long session of lovemaking, a good hard fuck, some nice flesh slapping… her mind was straying in a much lewder direction, one that she wasn't that used to.
In the end these new thoughts won and after stripping down to her till she was left in her naked glory she entered the shower. When she entered the bathroom, Jayce turned toward her, hearing the light sound produced by her steps.
"Mel, I don't think it's the right time for that"
He said with a clear blush as heat rose to his checks. He couldn't help but stare at the perfect curves of his lover. Her ass especially had always been a masterpiece: large, but not exaggerated, bouncy, but well defined too.
"Not every part of you seems to disagree"
It didn't take long for Jayce to understand to what she was referring to. His lower body was now sporting what was probably the biggest erection of his life. He could feel the hardness emanating from it, somehow, he had this feeling that he could even run a marathon and yet his member would remain as hard as it was.
"This…"
Jayce was trying to come up with an excuse or at least reject her offer, but there was a calling inside of him, a craving more intense than anything else he had ever felt.
"I don't know what our soul will need to put this tragedy behind us, but I know what our bodies needs right now"
Mel sweet words sounded like a devil temptation and the moment her hands grabbed his hard rod he knew there was no resistance left in him. Having taken a decision, he pressed his mouth against hers and initiated a passionate kiss that would be considered highly inappropriate by old professors like Heimerdinger.
Jayce hands soon gravitated toward her hips and took hold of that soft flesh, prompting Mel to let out a surprised moan. Jayce had never been that forthcoming regarding his advances. She knew he always had a thing for her ass, which is probably her greatest asset. Yet he had never took hold of it so possessively.
Piltover's Golden Boy was now playing with her derriere, moulding her flesh as he pleased, and Mel, who had spent years building a reputation, earning respect and who should obviously be opposed to this kind of treatment, was incapable of doing anything other than moaning in his ears.
She was loving this new side of him, and he was loving it too. He had never felt this inhibited in life. He felt superior, free and strong, his previous concerns were being replaced by the need to take possession of the fertile woman in front of him.
As he was having his fun, Mel had been pleasuring his erection with her hand, but at some point, he realized it wasn't enough and grabbing her hand, which was still enveloping him, he slowly aimed his aching length toward the entrance of her pussy, which wasn't just dripping the water of the shower.
With a decisive push he penetrated her in one thrust and as he bottomed out inside of her, Mel let out a soft gasp as she experienced a small orgasm.
Jayce then proceeded to push her back against the wall, grab her leg and pound that glorious body with all his strength. Mel couldn't muster any protest despite the pain and cold that she was feeling by being fucked against the wall, instead she felt as if every sensation he made her feel was pure pleasure.
This wasn't their usual love making, this was more akin to raw animals breeding. He was fucking to conquer her, to instil submissiveness in her brain and they both knew that by the end of this, their relationship will be completely changed.
They didn't know how, but they both had this impression. His body was wholly into it, his waist was doing the pounding, his arms were holding her from her thighs and his lips were taken in a French kiss.
He could feel her moan into his mouth constantly and the awareness that he was giving her all this pleasure was also an ulterior turn on for him. He was in control, and he liked it. It didn't take long for him to also finally reach a climax, but while his instinct was telling him one thing, a fleeting thought coming from his conscience got out.
"Mel I'm…"
"Cum inside, fucking breed me now!"
Mel didn't have that fleeting conscience anymore; Jayce had fucked it out of her system. Without further worries Jayce proceeded with painting her pussy white.
His orgasm lasted for a good minute as he shot one load after the other irresponsibly inside his lover.
"We are not finished"
He had just shot the last drop he had in the barrel, but this was not enough. His erection was still standing so strong and hard, that he felt like he could hold Mel in the air just with it. He didn't even feel remotely tired.
"I hoped you would say that"
Mel was spent, the overload of sensation she had just felt was too much for her, but nothing felt more wrong at the moment than leaving her man unsatisfied. She was going to milk out everything he got. With her newfound determination she tightened her pussy and smirked as he let out a grunt.
Without even bothering to dry, Jayce, who was still lifting Mel, brought her to the bedroom and threw her on the blankets, before slowly leaving a trail of kisses from her feet to her neck, stopping for some seconds on some particular spots along the way.
A part of him couldn't help but worship this divine woman in front of him, but there was another part, that was growing stronger, that prompted him to ravage and corrupt this beauty till she was completely marked by him.
Many new positions were experimented, names and vulgar words were exchanged and by the end of everything the bed had been soiled.
Mel could barely move, and her consciousness was barely hanging there thanks to her amazing willpower. As Mel laid sprawled on the bed, Jayce, who still felt quite energetic, decided anyway to allow her to have a well-deserved rest, but before leaving, he kneeled beside her face and held his dick just above her lips.
"Clean it"
Mel realized how broken she was, when these derogative words gave her a new wave of excitement. His cock was still so powerful even after all the rounds they had done, it was so perfect and majestic, that Mel doubted she would have even needed to be ordered.
Without further ado she licked it as he commanded. Mel had fallen. She knew deep inside that her resistance toward him, that had not been particularly strong to begin with, was now non-existent.
"Good girl"
He remained by her side until he was sure she had fallen asleep, before going to take another shower, he was dirtier than before he started.
(I'll publish a chapter once a week till i post the fourth and last chapter of this story. I already completed it on Patreon. Moreover i plan to start posting my new fanfic projects up there, go take a look.)