Hi there! This is my very first fanfiction. English is not my native tongue but I hope my choice of words does give you an enjoyable read. I'd be happy to get some reviews and feedback in order to improve my writing style. You can also suggest characters that you'd like to see in the story, if you'd like. Enjoy the read!
Elowen
"Listen up!" it echoed through the courtyard. Birds were chirping, and the warmth of the summer rested inside the halls and courtyards of the institute. "The few of you standing before me..." The old man looked upon the few people standing before him.
"Congratulations. You proved yourself in the training process and have been accepted into the institute. Train and study well enough to qualify yourself as a champion. This will be the ultimate goal for all of you. These walls are your new home. Welcome, to the Institute of War."
"We're in!" Wylan heard someone mumble beside him and then took an elbow to the side. Another champion-recruit standing beside him lowkey bounced up and down in excitement, a wide grin plastered across his face. All of the champions were standing around the five recruits. A ranger with throwing knives and a rope hanging from her belt, her face hidden under a hood and mask hiding her mouth and nose, a little Yordle with hextech cannons, Wylan, the guy that just elbowed Wylan and another girl, who wasn't carrying any weapons, but some light green sparks always emitted from her hands when she clenched them.
The champions surrounding them applauded and cheered as the rookies made their way to the main hall where a huge dinner buffet was taking place. It was almost a tradition by now to have a huge feast when new champion-recruits were being accepted. Fighters, Marksmen, Tanks, Mages, Assassins – everyone was rushing towards the main hall to not miss out on anything.
Upon entering the main hall, Wylan could have sworn hearing his jaw hit the floor. It was massive, and huge chandeliers were hanging from the ceiling. Long, wooden benches accompanied by tables filled the hall. Every sort of food could be seen on them. The champions rushed to their places, some clearly having favourite tables to sit at. As Wylan was being pushed aside left, right and centre he was dragged along by two people. In the scramble, he couldn't exactly see why, or by whom he was being sort of kidnapped, but he could make out black hair with strands of blue in it and on his other side big gauntlets were blocking his view. A bit of stumbling, crashing into other champions and silent yelping later, Wylan was almost being thrown down onto a bench and the two strangers sat down beside him. As well as a huge Scythe. Like honestly, that guy just casually placed it next to them like it was a NORMAL thing to do.
"Hey, you're one of the new ones, aren't you? Sure, you are!" the girl with pink hair, who was sitting next to him, exclaimed happily. "Y-Yeah I'-"
"Alright, alright, you noticed her pink hair and are completely ignoring my red eye and demonic features on my arm? Wow, yeah, you're clearly only here for the girls." The other champion mentioned while crossing his arms and raising a brow, eyeing Wylan while his eyes darted down to his arm, back up, back down and back up. And then he at least somewhat smiled as Wylan unwittingly went "What in the fuck happened to you?!" and retracted a bit towards the girl with the huge hextech gauntlets. "Yeah this is what happens when you touch shit you're not supposed to touch." He answered calmly and shrugged.
"So who even are you guys?"
"I'm Vi." The girl explained. "And this is Kayn." Her hextech gauntlet almost hit Wylan in the face, had he not ducked under it. "Vi, Kayn…alright, haha, yeah but like can you take these off you almost kill-"
"And THESE are my hextech gauntlets, if you haven't noticed them yet. They're like super cool, look at them!"
Wylan, shivering under the gauntlets again only cracked a nervous smile and nodded to which Vi responded with an awkward grin. "Alright, alright and before I get a scythe thrown at my face, yes I've seen that thing and it's got a freaking eye!" Wylan said very quickly, pointing at Kayn's weapon.
"Yeah, that thing's actually alive, and whenever I'm in a match I can decide whether I want to take control over it, BECOMING A SNEAKY GUY, or like, yeah, let it kill me and basically become a Darkin hacking down everything in my path while healing myself." Kayn explained in an almost professional way while doing various hand gestures that clearly stated how serious he was about all of this.
"Yeeeeeeees, I totally know what you're on about!" Wylan said, then realised how sarcastic it sounded. "Yeah, no, actually I have no clue what you just said." Wylan scratched the back of his head, while both Vi and Kayn began to burst out laughing, shortly afterwards, Wylan joined in.
"I'm Wylan, nice to meet ya' guys, good to have friends this early on."
During the dinner, the trio talked about various things like the battles on Summons Rift, how Kayn became what he was now and Vi always mentioning how Wylan should totally try to drink her under the table because surely Vi would lose. Kayn quickly whispered that he shouldn't try it, always ended badly.
Wylan's gaze wandered around the hall. All of the champions were having chats and laughs, while they ate their dinner. As Wylan was taking another swig from his water bottle, he chocked slightly and began to cough. The young man's eyes followed a certain womanly figure. Well, she wasn't really a human woman. She had light blue skin and barely wore anything. Actually she didn't wear anything at all, she was only being covered by some shadow-stuff. And she had two whip like things coming out of her back. But what Wylan's eyes were mostly glued on her ass and how she perfectly knew how to sway it. Wylan stared until the whips suddenly covered her behind, Evelynn stopping in her tracks, and looking over her shoulder, right at Wylan.
Of course, he was already pretending to eat and trying to spark up a conversation with both of his friends, but Vi couldn't help but to chuckle and Kayn just busted out laughing, slamming his fist onto the table repeatedly while trying not to alert too much attention. Evelynn just smirked, winked at Wylan and then continued to go. With red cheeks, blushing, Wylan said "Yeah, yeah. Don't say it. It's awkward enough."
"You TOTALLY stared at her ass and she even knew it without turning around!" Kayn scoffed, dying of laughter. "Hi, I am Wylan and need myself a girl, ASAP!" Kayn joked, elbowing Wylan in the side gently. The rest of the evening, Vi kept ragging Wylan about what girls he was probably staring at right now, and what he wanted to do to them and Kayn always tried to spot the hottest girls of the League who he then sneakily pointed at and raised his eyebrows at Wylan repeatedly.
The room Wylan was now living in wasn't that bad. It was quite comfortable. Lying there, in his bed, he let his mind shift towards what happened today. Kayn and Vi, quite some crazy but awesome people. And Evelynn. Gosh, that ass. Wylan would kill for it. Her curves, the way she winked at him. Wylan drooled on the pillow. Then in between the sultry thoughts, he could hear knocking on the door. As Wylan opened it, he was face to face with Kayn and some other girl with blue hair and rather skimpy clothing. "Y-Yeah? What is it, Kayn?"
"You're coming to the opening party, right?" Kayn asked excitingly.
"I don't know, man. I'm not really the guy for parties."
"Come on, it'll be fun, don't be such a downer, you need friends here, else you'll die over the sound of your own boredom!" the girl with blue hair explained.
Wylan exchanged looks between both of them, still not saying anything.
"Evelynn will be there too." Kayn smirked, raising his brows twice.
"Oh, dude, not cool! Really like, come on, tha-"
"Ahhh, so he's the one that eyed her?" Kayns accomplice asked.
"Well. I mean. Yeah, this is him. Hey Wylan, how about we call you 'The Spotter', huh? Hahah!"
"Alright, give me that invitation thing, I'll be coming if you keep your mouth shut about that whole Evelynn thing. And you too!" Wylan smacked the door shut behind him and threw himself back onto his bad. He could hear the muffled "Love you, dude!" coming from Kayn before the two left again.
Wylan could picture how this would be going down. He would go there, try to act all tough and social, then be a huge screw up. And be the talk of the institute of course because Wylan had a talent for screwing things up. Especially if it included girls.
Dressed in his black leather armour and cloak, Wylan looked in the mirror. Everyone else should be attending this in their normal armour and clothing as well, no need to get all fancy. But there he was, combing his dark brownish top hair in all the ways it could be combed until he just left it slicked back, some of it hanging over the short hair, almost shaved sides, of his head. His dark blue eyes stared right back at him when he was checking everything in the mirror. Pulling the hood of his cloak over his head, he headed towards the door and ventured out towards the party, which took place. Wandering through the hallways of the Institute, he greeted various champions, including Thresh, who was chatting with Draven. A few minutes of wandering around the place, Wylan finally spotted the sing that said "Common Room".
"Hey there, womanizer!" It didn't really surprise Wylan that he was greeted by an already shitfaced Kayn. He leaned against the wall and pointed towards where the party was going on, then took another swig from his bottle. Going down the stairs into the room, he already saw that things were quite…heated. A lot of close dancing, couples making out on sofas and in dark corners of the room. And then his eyes rested on Evelynn, who was sitting in the lap of some guy, tracing the outlines of his muscly arms with her fingers. "Well then." Wylan mentioned to himself, got himself something to drink and sat down on one of the sofas in the more non-lively areas of the common room. Music was being blasted over hextech speakers and a lot of cheering, yelling and chattering echoed through the party den. Only illuminated by a few chandeliers the room was rather dark, except when it was being filled with lighting rays, produced by some other hextech machinery that some dark-skinned boy with a mohawk operated while screaming his lungs out, totally enjoying himself.
"Hi there!" Wylan froze for a bit, as someone sat down beside him. After looking over, Wylan was basically as frozen as an ice cube. A young woman sat down next to him, her long black hair flowing over her shoulders, yellowish eyes staring into his and fox ears peeking out from under her raven black hair. She was wearing a red and white kimono that could barely contain her huge breasts and it reached down to her bare thighs. Strangely enough she had tails. Nine of them to be exact, coming out from just over her behind. They were laying in her lap.
Wylan shook his head quickly in order to get back into reality. "Err, hey, hi!"
"I'm Ahri. You're on your own over here. Not enjoying the party?" she said.
"Wylan. Well. I'm more of a quiet guy to be honest, you know." He explained, looking away towards the centre of the party again. The way she was looking at him, he couldn't keep eye contact for long.
He could feel her hand suddenly touching his thigh, slowly and very gently caressing him. "I see." She responded. Wylan gulped and looked over towards Ahri. She bent forward a bit, giving him a more clear view of her cleavage.
"Well we could always leave, if you haven't got any other plans?" Ahri asked, asserting pressure onto his thigh. Ahri moved closer to Wylan, who was clearly shaking visibly at this point. His eyes darted from her hand on his thigh, to her breasts, up to her face. "Well, you see you're new here and…new is good." Her hand moved in between his legs and clasped what she could reach. A yelp escaped Wylan as Ahri moved even closer to him, her tits now pressing against the side of his arm. "I-I, You, I never real-"
"Shhhh." Ahri shushed, placing her index finger on Wylan's lips. "You think I don't know what you're looking at?" Wylan now blushed visibly, growing harder by the second. "You see, of the five newly selected trainees, I've chosen you. You're cute, I guess. And according to what you just said you're unexperienced. That's going to make it a lot more enjoyable." The vixen whispered into his ears, nibbling on his earlobe before she retracted.
"W-What?" Wylan asked, breathing in short and quick breaths.
"You see, you all want to become champions of the League. I can…sort of help you out with that. Be it with my charms, or my high contacts within the Institute. Take part in my game, and you'll have it a lot easier." Ahri chuckled, gently caressing his thigh and sometimes brushing against his crotch.
"You-You want me to have sex with you?" Wylan asked innocently, looking away almost in an ashamed way.
Ahri giggled lewdly, as she restored eye contact again. "Somewhat. You got two years in order to become a champion. If you don't make it in that time you get thrown out of the Institute. My game is…well. Let's say it's interesting."
"What does it involve?" Wylan gasped, as Ahri's breasts brushed against his arm.
"Fuck every girl in the League, keep a list with their signatures stating that they did it, and you're good to go. You've got two years to pull it off, Wylan."
"Yeah, of course, and be the pervert of the League! No way that I'm doing that." Wylan responded, pushing himself away from her.
"You don't really have a choice."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you see, your dorm is quite comfortable. The crossbow and artefact in your chest…that's your gear if I'm not mistaken."
"No, you did not!" Wylan exclaimed.
"I've got them. I won't tell you where they are. You can get training equipment that's similar to yours. But no way will you be accepted into the League if you haven't even got your unique weapons. And don't even think about breaking into my dorm, or into any other dorm. Sealed with magic. Except yours, because you're new."
"You fucki-" Wylan was cut off by Ahri grabbing his crotch even more than before. "I know you're upset, but what if I tell you you're allowed to start with me?" Ahri blinked seductively, feeling his erect member through the fabric of his pants. The young marksmen-trainee groaned in enjoyment and threw his head back slightly. "You can't resist, can you?" Ahri teased.
Wylan, the horny young man that he was, of course couldn't resist. After a few minutes of gentle caressing on the couch in the room, things got a little bit too heated and they both headed back to Ahri's room. As the young vixen opened the door and walked into her room, she already undid the strings of her Kimono, which slipped off of her slowly, revealing her nude body. "Y-You don't wear any underwear?"
Ahri, looking over her right shoulder only shrugged and winked back at Wylan. "Such a tease." He muttered, trying to take off his leather armour while simultaneously letting his eyes feast on Ahri's naked back and ass. It was full and round and her thigh-gap-game was on point. The vixen's skin glistened in the dim light, which emitted from the few candles in the room. Wylan never undressed this quickly in his entire life. After he threw his armour, gloves, pants and belt onto a chest in the room, he now approached Ahri. His stiff member formed a sizeable tent in his boxers. Ahri's gaze shifted towards his erection, then back to his eyes while she bit her lower lip in anticipation, throwing her raven black hair back. The two got closer and began embracing each other, Ahri kissing Wylan passionately on the lips. Her tongue exploring his mouth was a new but intoxicating sensation. Wylan moaned into the kiss, as his hands began moving towards her breasts, massaging them both while his boner poked against Ahri's flat stomach through the fabric of his boxers. Ahri's gentle touch moved towards his crotch, undoing the boxers swiftly and pulling them down, revealing Wylan's rock hard cock. She began to stroke it gently, rubbing the tip of it with her thumb. She was still kissing Wylan, who was already panting quite a bit. "Enjoy it. Don't give in too early." Ahri hummed, her soft touch pleasuring him. Wylan groaned, still massaging her tits as he could feel her soft fingers brush along his shaft and massage the tip of his cock.
Ahri guided Wylan towards her bed, and they both dropped down onto it, the vixen sitting down on Wylan. His twitching member pressed against her wet slit as she began tracing his chest with her fingers. The vixen began grinding herself against Wylan, occasionally taking his member into her hands to playfully caress it.
Throwing his head back onto the bed, Wylan exhaled sharply a few times. He let out a few loud and gentle moans. His hands explored her body, caressing her breasts and then moving down towards her hips, supporting her grinding. Without a second warning, Wylan shifted his weight under Ahri and shoved his hard member inside of her. They both kept eye contact as Ahri immediately knew what he was trying to do. Just as she was trying to say something, Wylan went in all the way resulting in Ahri crying out loud and panting, swearing in-between her breaths.
"W-What?" Wylan asked concerned, his hand right hand moving up her toned stomach in order to cup her breasts.
"Nothing. Mh. Keep going!" Ahri said sharply.
The vixen began to ride Wylan, slamming herself down onto his hard member again and again and again. Her chest bounced up and down every time Wylan thrusted inside of her. The view Wylan had was perfect. His hands on her luscious thighs, he feasted on her flat, almost a bit muscly stomach, up to her big breasts that were bouncing up and down and finally her magnificent face and lewd expression. Ahri licked her lips, moaned and cried out more and more as Wylan kept going. The young marksmen could feel his orgasm nearing, just as Ahri sat up and Wylan's dick slid out of her, smacking back down against his stomach.
She crawled down and was now on eye-level with his erect member. Cupping both of her breasts, she enveloped his dick in-between them and began pleasuring Wylan with her breasts, occasionally licking the tip of his cock. The feeling of his cock in-between those soft, sweet mammary glands finally pushed Wylan over the edge. As Ahri upped the pace, Wylan's breathing increased and he groaned as loud as he could, his member twitching violently. As he exhaled sharply, moaning out in ecstasy shortly afterwards, hot ropes of white cum shot onto Ahri's big tits, throat and face. Her sweet, sultry moans echoed through the room. After about five pumps, Wylan's member was still sandwiched in between Ahri's breasts. Looking down towards her, her right cheek was plastered with cum, dripping down onto his crotch. Ahri licked up everything she could, smirking in the process, wiping away the rest with her hands, then licking it off her fingers. "Fuck. Me. Sideways." Wylan panted, stretching and curling his toes. "Aw, that was a one-time offer." Ahri responded, still licking her lips in amusement.
"Can't I just fuck you for as many times as there are female champions?"
"That'd be against the rules." Ahri teased, gently massaging his length.
Wylan's cock began to go limp again, but still twitched every time Ahri touched him. "You better get going, it's late." Ahri mentioned, her head resting on his shoulder while her breasts pressed against the side of his body. Letting his hands travel towards her nude body one last time, gently touching her breasts and going down over her stomach towards her entrance, which he massaged, Ahri moaned and began to grin, then pushed Wylan away playfully. "You had your fun, dork. Get some rest." Wylan only responded with a grin and red cheeks. Putting on his clothing again, he headed towards the door. The vixen got up, and followed him, kissing him goodbye on the cheek. Wylan pulled her in closer once more, Ahri letting out a gentle squeak as the cold leather came in contact with her bare skin. "Night." Wylan whispered into her ear, before he left.
"WYLAN, WYLAN YOU FUCKNUT, OPEN THE DOOR!" No, that was definitely not what Wylan set his alarm to. Opening his eyes, Wylan was not well rested at all. But the banging on his door wouldn't end. "OPEN THIS THING NOW!" So after a good minute, he got up and hauled himself towards the wooden door. "DUDE, SERIOUSLY, THIS IS REALLY IMPO-" Barely having opened it, Kayn came crashing in and immediately clasped Wylan's shoulders and shook him.
"Please don't tell me you slept with Ahri. Please, please tell me that's not true."
"I…Uh..Well."
"FUCK. No, what have you done man."
"What's so terrible about it?" Wylan grinned.
"You're in 'the game', am I right?"
"Am I fucked?"
"Yes. Because sleeping with all the girls in the League is probably an impossible mission."
"And how do you know all of that so well?" Wylan asked, rubbing his chin.
"Well. You see. I was once just like you." Kayn mumbled, pretending to shag the air.
Wylan busted out laughing, then patted Kayn on the shoulder. "Well, then you did it?" "Who could resist them muscly arms and abs?" Kayn responded, flexing his muscles. "You fucking dork." Wylan mumbled, rolling his eyes. Wylan leaned against the door, then exhaled sharply. "Will you help me achieve the goal of…well, shagging every female in the League?"
"Of course we will!" Vi exclaimed from behind the corner, her hextech gauntlets popping into Wylan's field of view, giving him a thumbs up.
"Holy shit, what the fuck are you doing here!?" Wylan squeaked.
"You obviously need sidekicks for this!" Vi responded, laughing a bit.
"Well then." Wylan said. "We better be heading off to breakfast, I'm starving!" And so, the three began heading towards the main hall, discussing plans and tactics. Erotic plans and sultry tactics, to be exact. Who would be the next champion on the list?