NSFW Stories: Akali x Evelynn

Akalynn 015 - Sweet & Passionate

015 - Sweet & Passionate

Losing track of time during her sneakouts isn't the most ideal thing to do. As if the dark sky above was punishing her for doing such, the rain came down with a harsh force and she could barely see through the thick downpour.

Akali was soaked to very bone, but she pushed through and kept going until she was walking through the lobby of the building where the K/DA penthouse can be found.

When she passed by one of the janitors mopping at the lobby, she deeply bowed and apologized for leaving a mess at her wake. After promising that she'll try her best not to cause another cleanup again, Akali entered the elevator and pushed the button leading the floor of the home she shares with her bandmates.

A resounding sigh echoed in the lift as Akali shuddered. She might have squeezed out as much water as she could before entering the building, but that didn't mean her clothes were dry in an instant. They were still sodden and it gave her the most uncomfortable chills.

The strap of the paint-stained bag of spray cans hanging on her right shoulder felt heavier than usual. Despite the pack being waterproof, it was as drenched as its owner, which made it harder to carry around so casually.

"She's going to kill me." Akali muttered to herself, another sigh leaving her lips.

She is Evelynn, and the said woman always did disapprove of Akali's nightly trips around town. She would go somewhere quiet and barren of people, sometimes abandoned buildings or warehouses, where she'll then begin decorating with her very own style of graffiti.

Ding!

Not only had she taken her sweet time in finishing her most recent work, but Akali knew Evelynn despised it whenever she came home in any type of state that made her look like how she does now. The diva was always clean and pristine when it came to image, media and self-appearance included.

Ding!

Akali stepped out of the elevator, key to their apartment already in hand and was soon inserted into the slot. She made sure she was as quiet as she could be when she stepped into the unit, carefully closing and locking the door behind her before proceeding into their home.

Abandoning her soaked bag, shoes and socks beside the umbrella rack at the side, Akali made her way to the living room and was hoping she could cross it and reach the staircase leading to the bedrooms upstairs.

Of course it was never that easy.

Something had already caught her eye and instead of continuing up the stairs upon her arrival, she gave her third sigh of the night and raised her head to look at the person leaning over the railing just beside the top end of the stairway.

White towel slung over one of her shoulders and donning one of her many silk nightshirts, Evelynn watched her with a neutral expression.

There was no frown, but there was no smile either.

"It rained."

It took Akali a moment to realize that she was the one who had spoken, and she felt utterly idiotic for what she had said. The state of the weather was vastly obvious. All Evelynn needed to do was look out the wide wall-like windows right beside the dining and living area.

"It's still raining, actually." Evelynn pointed out in an even tone, fingers tapping against the steel handle of the railing. Each tap was nearly capable in causing Akali to flinch.

Akali parted her lips to say something, but when she saw Evelynn beckon her to come up, she pursed them close and did the wordless order. She could feel the woman's gaze on her as she climbed up the stairs, holding herself back from appearing uneasy.