Valorant x reader NSFW&SFW

CHAMBER [] Trapped (18+) (F Reader)

(The Kingdom Duplicates do not exist, instead, theres just completely different people that work under kingdom, in this chapter, including you)

It was oddly quiet, You felt tense but alert, the repeated sound of bullets firing suddenly stopped, leaving you alone with immense anxiety.

Travelling to Thimphu,
Bhutan(Haven) You and your team had one job, plant the spike, let it activate and destroy the land it was on, but it all went wrong when the valorant protocol had arrived.

Desperately trying to find your teammates, turning corners attempting to find any indications of human activity, you werent notified of the sudden rotation of sites, but once you've gotten the alert that the spike has now been planted at A you quietly but hurridly make your way to the spike site, finally at the lobby near site A you ignore the glowing rectangular box in the corner of the area, choosing the way on the left you pause as an abrupt familiar thump of metal comes into audibility, the black haired girl with glasses had used her lockdown device, which traps victims in their places limiting their movement and making them vulnerable, this was the same device that let your 5 man team return with only 3 remaining.

Turning tails and running, you pray you escape, making it just near one of the entrances of the lobby of the lobby, if only you could've ran a bit faster, then you wouldn't have been in this unfortunate predicament, But alas you stop in your tracks, its too late, you've been caught, you cant move, the pulsating energy wave hindering your movement, you see volts of electricity traveling around your hands, now like a deer in a forest full of tigers, you've just become their prey.

The familiar roar of jet engines pass by just over you, did the enemies leave? is it over? you can only hope that wasnt your own teammates abandoning you, knowing all well that you were still alive, after all your vitals could be viewed from the jet, they know you're not dead,

You're not dead.

right?

You take your eyes off the jet as the peculiar rectangular box radiates a slight glow in the corner, a snap disturbs your assumptions on what it may be, a figure emits from the box being the source of the snap, he stands tall looking at your vulnerable form , a prominent smirk dwells on his face as he walks towards you

"Killjoy's inventions are very troublesome no?" he asks clearly intrigued by someone unfortunate enough to get caught in one of said 'killjoy' 's trinkets

"On dirait qu'un papillon s'est fait prendre dans la toile d'araignée"

("Looks like a butterfly got caught in the spider's web")

His states, pulling out what seems to be a card and flipping it between his gloved hand, as the words roll off his tongue with ease

"You're friends have left and now you look so....pitiful" he taunts sliding the edge of his card on your cheek, a faint blush cascades across your face as you clench your teeth in annoyance, you hope he doesnt see the slight change of color dancing on your face, but to your luck, he catches each and every shade.

"Piss off French man" You reply trying to fight back with venom, but the minute quivering of your voice betrays you, he raises an eyebrow at your attempt of intimidation.

"how rude, its chamber to you." he responds, dropping his smirk, replacing it with a slight frown, followed by an aura of mischievousness, as he tucks his card back into his pocket and crosses his arms staring at the poor girl as if she just ruined his favorite shirt, quite a simple stare one might say, but of course, it left you trembling.

Abruptly, his left hand grabs her face, squishing her cheeks together with force, she lets out a minuscule whimper by the sudden action.

"Why don't i put your mouth to better use mademoiselle "  he taunts, leisurely sliding his thumb along your bottom lip opening your mouth, if he had missed your blush before, then he certainly would spot it now