Part 1 of a section of my Odyssey Sona/Dark Star Mordekaiser fic WIP that reads: Ignoring her expression, he released her jaw and moved his hand down to grasp one of her legs. His hand ghosted just above her skin till he finally grabbed onto the base of her thigh right above her knee. He watched, almost in surprise, as the constellations’ shine beneath her skin concentrated at the pinpoints of each one of his fingers. Silently, Mordekaiser pulled her leg up. Her limp leg arched quite beautifully in his grip, contrasting perfectly against the sharp contours of his form. It felt inarguably harmonious the way their bodies connected—blending into one another. Fitting perfectly into each other like two parts of a geode that had finally found their match.
He squeezed her stardust flesh, seemingly unbothered by her plasma dripping down and coating his hand. A gasp escaped Sona’s lips before she could stop it as her leg reacted to his touch. He dragged his hand further down her leg, pressing his claws into it. Not enough to pierce, but close. Almost like he was testing the limits of her body. In the next moment, presumably satisfied, he dropped her leg from within his hold.
Pulling his attention back upward Sona watched Mordekaiser focus in on her chest. Despite herself, embarrassment began to creep up her spine. As if in slow motion, Sona watched as Mordekaiser reached up and dragged his fingers along the surface of Sona’s glowing ora core. It warbled—shifting and swirling to life—beneath his touch. A tremor rumbled its way through Sona’s body. Mordekaiser simply cocked his head at her reaction. Despite the pleasure Sona received, his touch was not one of love or tenderness. It was a scrutinizing touch. One meant to analyze and observe. For what purpose exactly, Sona could not deduce.
Part 2 of a section of my Odyssey Sona/Dark Star Mordekaiser fic WIP that reads: Sona continued to grow more weak and sensitive as his treatment continued. Sona’s eyes fluttered close as her mind drowned in the sensations. The confusingly soft way Mordekaiser’s claws poked at her core, and then how he rubbed the smooth surface of it as if in apology for/of his rough behavior. In the back of Sona’s mind she knew that couldn’t be true. Yet she relished in it nevertheless. His hand continued to wander upward, grazing her neck and tracing the imitation of arteries her new form had created. The pad of his finger followed the line of her jaw up to her cheek. He pressed his finger into the soft flesh. Pulling back slightly once he did, like he was surprised by how plush—how humanoid—her face still remained.
He paused for just a moment before continuing his examination. With the back of his finger, he pushed her chin up. She slowly opened her eyes in response to find him looking directly at her.
“I despise you.” He spits out before pulling her close and pressing his golden mask against her lips.
I'm working on the final part of my (very late) #MetalMusicWeek Day 5 fic and I just want to share this part of the WIP! I'm quite proud with how it turned out.
