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The Thirst 004

The Thirst 004

Despite Evelynn being the oldest among all four of them, it was usually Ahri who acted as the most responsible, while the former would always be the type to break the rules, only to be reprimanded by the gumiho. It was almost like a routine for them and unsurprisingly, the siren was being scolded now by none other than the aforementioned blonde.

Being berated by Ahri wasn't new to Evelynn, so she remained coolly seated on the armchair at the side of the room, clad once again in her velvet blue robe. If she was wasn't experiencing a lapse, she probably wouldn't be so calmly listening to what Ahri had to say to her.

Both Ahri and KaiʼSa were on the long couch at the foot of the bed with Akali, who was absolutely exhausted from her session with Evelynn and was out like a light. While KaiʼSa cleaned the scratches on her body with a first aid kit, Ahri healed those the dancer finished tending to with her orb, which glowed green instead of blue.

"You can fix her up on the bed, you know." Evelynn said, gesturing at the said furniture with a hand. "It would be more comfortable for her."

"The same bed that reeks of sex just like your entire room? No thank you." Ahri said, shooting Evelynn a sharp look. With her sense of smell being stronger than a human's own, she could catch the scent of what they've done with no filter or difficulty whatsoever. "You're lucky I can fix her up, or else we'll have a huge problem if somebody outside the group had seen the scratches you left. Imagine if I wasn't capable of healing, then we'd be doomed."

Though Evelynn knew Ahri had a reasonable point, she refused to agree with it. The risk of marking Akali like she had, the consequences that they would end up facing and the questions that would surely be asked of them, the list went on and on.

"Didn't you even think about convincing yourself with the possibility that Akali might really have said yes because of her feelings for you?" Ahri questioned, lips curled downward. "What you did to her was not 'making love'. You literally...! Ugh, you know what I mean!"

KaiʼSa kept her lips pursed throughout the time Ahri started her little lecture, but her eyes would sometimes glance over at Evelynn, who was now sighing and rubbing her temple in slight frustration.

"Alright, alright, enough." Evelynn said, seemingly tired of her friend's scolding. Even though she saw it coming, it still didn't mean she was eager in hearing it. "I should've resisted her advances and considered her feelings more than I had."

"What happened anyway?" KaiʼSa asked before Ahri could further press Evelynn with her scolding. "Ahri said you'd have more control now. Although, she also said your thirst would be stronger, too."

Evelynn pursed her lips in a thin line, gaze averting momentarily as she recalled everything that happened before she and Akali ended up being engaged in most likely the best sex the rapper would ever experience in her whole life.

"I can't exactly ignore an offering."

"What?" Came Ahri and KaiʼSaʼs chorused query, both uncertain of what they heard.

"She offered to please me." Evelynn coolly replied, nodding her head once towards Akali. "And as a demon who used to have a loyal, undying, wicked cult thousands of years ago, offerings come naturally to me."

KaiʼSa looked towards Ahri at that, packing away the first aid kid and slipping away from under Akali's legs, which finally finished having its little wounds cleaned. "Maybe... we can't exactly blame Evelynn? We did leave her with Akali. We share the blame on this one."

"See? Bokkie knows what I'm talking about." Evelynn said, gesturing at KaiʼSa before she ushered the dancer to come near.

Ahri, who moved on in healing the scratches and bruises on Akali's hips and thighs, huffed at their words, failing to notice how the siren was beckoning the dancer to approach her. KaiʼSa glanced at Ahri before she walked towards the other woman, standing right beside her as she tilted her head in question as to why she was being asked.