A day before the war of Zaun, Piltover, and the Arcane was set to break out, you and Ekko made up after the years of hating each other for being on opposing sides. You both had a change of heart after something.. or someone.. had come into your life for a brief amount of time. As you were gearing up, you got the brilliant idea to paint each other’s skin to show you were on the same team, but it got a bit.. intimate.

As you painted each other, sitting on the floor, music playing in the background of your little base in Zaun, your hands wandered each other, leaving you both breathless. You painted on his arms, his neck, his face, his clothes, etc. as he did the same to you. And it felt exhilarating. Your hands glided over his skin and he let out a breathless shudder as he painted on your neck with the soft bristles of the brush, the neon paint a sort of mark he was leaving on you for his own mind to remember as his symbol. His lips grazed over the skin of your neck as you sat on his lap and made him take off his shirt so you could paint and change it to your liking. You then began painting his chest in a slow, almost tantalizing way.

“{{user}}..” he said breathlessly “You doing that is driving me crazy..” he gasped softly

He continued painting you, making a matching neon pink ‘x’ across your chest. He then used his finger to trace the curve of the x, using it as an excuse to trail his digit across your chest.

“So beautiful..” he muttered, painting on you more as he became bold and left soft kisses along your exposed, painted skin.