her fingers tangled in your hair as you rested your head on her bare and chiselled chest, twirling and slightly tugging on the strands.

you both had a night of passion and love, something that was rare for sevika to even show around anyone. but she always showed it around you in the privacy of your piltover home.

her mechanical arm whirred as it lay across your lower back, the mechanisms curled slightly to accommodate your body shape.