Yasuo, The Unforgiven

The full moon was high up on the sky, the wind was weak and dry like the border places where Yasuo walked tought at that night. He was alone, like always, only with the wind on his side, with a sharp sword and a sharper mind. It was several hours before when Yasuo took his last rest. He did not watched the road or remembered how long been walking across on it, he was just thinking and sad deeper inside, like never before. He felt lonely. He was so hungry for someones company, for any words or feelings.

A sharp noise torned apart the silent night and Yasuo get back to the reality, his hands was already on his sword, ready to strike - but he realized, it was only a noise from the nearest pub house. So he decided to go ahead, order a drink and get a room before continues his journey.

When Yasuo stepped ahead into the pub he heard the same voice - Jax had a pub fight against Master Yi and he won, the defeated Yi landed on the table behind Jax who was now drinking at his own victory with his buddy, Gragas, who watched the whole fight and was about to getting the next round drinks for the company.

- A Whiskey, please! - said Yasuo for the bar assistant.

Singed settled a class front of Yasuo and poured out the ordered drink.

- Let the bottle - continued Yasuo and payed out the drink.

Yasuo now realized how much he missed a good drink, after he had to drink out the glass he took the bottle and started to drink the Whiskey from it without taking any space between gulps.

- Hmmm, why are you so sad? - asked out Vladimir, who was searching after a new amusement like now.

- It's a long story. - replied Yasuo, he still not raised the bottle of drink and gave only a short look at Vladimir.

Vladimir was patient, but enough arrogant to not let Yasuo alone, he stepped aside, settled down next to he and began to watch every move. Yasuo took the almost empty bottle down and took an experimental look on his new company. Red coat and clothes, aristocrat face with an elegant but learned emotion, clean wite hair and iron claws on every fingers. He was surely Vladimir, the Crimson Reaper, a member of Noxus, a Hemomancer, whos never had to seen Yasuo before, because of a simply reason; Vladimir was a top laner champion and he not, and Vlad had also a low pick rate.

Vladimir looked deeper into Yasuo's testing eyes, he was still patient, waited for his answer like nothing more important in his life.

- A sword' poor company for a long road. - gave Yasuo finally the answer for Vlad's question before drunk out the remained half of the Whiskey. Vladimir got the hint but he wanted to toy around his new experiment, he got a plan if he can use it later for his amusement.

- Please, let it all out. - said Vlad on his most dearest voice what he ever could made while waved at the pub assistant for the next orders. Finally he took a new bottle of Whiskey front of Yasuo, he shrugged slightly - tought its already newermind for he - took it to pour some out for Vlad and oneself too, but he still did not said anything more from himself.

A little bit much than half hour later Yasuo was enough drunk to don't know where he is or whats going on, and Vlad was enough unpatient to tought he was enough nice and patient with the younger man to take some fun for his oneself too.

- You're look tired, Yasuo, why don't you come with me to take some rest? I have a room here, on the first floor. - invited Vlad and helped to set him off, supporting him over the upstairs toward his room. Vlad wide-opened the door for Yasuo, who almost felt off without his support and stared at Vlad's inviting arms in motion.

- Make yourself at home!

Vladimir closed the door behind them and sat down next to the laying Yasuo on the bed.

- So, why are you here?

- I don't remember at it.. - Yasuo layed on the bed, felt dizzy as he looked straight to the blending Vlad's face.

- You said, you feel alone.. - Vlad tried to give a hint for he and hoped, he won't notice he never had to said it...

- Yea... - Yasuo sighed, closed his eyes, he had to remembered at his sadness again.

- I like you, Yasuo. Peoples like you, I mean. You're sad, but full of strengh, and you feel still alone. No one loves you? Girls should go crazy for you..

- I'm homosexual - said Yasuo - since I know my mind. Only one girl was in my heart, but she.. already too far from me.. - he said the last sentence with a deep sadness in his sigh.

- Ohh.. - Vlad tried to hide his pleased smirk. - Then you don't mind if I... - but before Yasuo could reply anything as an answer, Vlad started to took off his steel claws and caresses over Yasuo's upper body. He took it relaxing, closed his eyes again and sighed in relief.

- Vlad..

- Hmm?

- Do you want to do it with me?

- I want - whispered him at his ear with lust in his voice.

- Go hard on me - Yasuo started to unbuttons Vlad's coat while turned his head to give a kiss for the hemomancer. Yasuo's last words turned him on, his hand find the way into his half shirt, straight to his nipple and started to pins and rubs it over until Yasuo did not bited his tongue and started to suck it for the gived pain. Vladimir surprised, he uses to took others blood, drawed away from Yasuo and bited him on neck, tasted his existed blood while he was moaned from the feeling. His voice turned Vlad even more on, especially when Yasuo started to beg for 'more' and took his pants off with one of his hands to show off how bad he want it.

- Don't be so fast - said Vlad while stood up and draw Yasuo front of he, forcing him to knees by the pressure on his shoulders and shows his cock into Yasuo's mouth, who could only moan for it and took him as deeper as he could with an intensive suck. Vlad grabbed the younger long hair and hold his head in place while he managed out an even more faster rythm thrusts into, he was watching how the man lean forward for more intensivity and start to jerking off for himself while looking at into his eyes, letting his pleased tears flows and keep moaning like a whore.

- Ahh yesh yess, I'm ghonna.. I'm GONNA - and Vlad came with a huge shoot at Yasuo's mouth who was swallowing hungrily his cums, then let him out and gasps for air, fall to all four and watches how the last drops fell to his foots and his own hands.

Soon he felt a pressing force at his entertrace, Vlad was behind he and trusted his tight hole with his fingers in a slowly speed picking rythm.

- You not finished yet - said Vlad on his gasping voice and he started to smirks when the younger had to moan from the feelings what he gave to him - he pulled out and reentered with another two fingers of his, thrusting him even more deeper and stronger. Yasuo felt his orgasm really close, and when his partner took some pressure on his throbbing cock, he had already too much, he had to came with a violent trembling and a yelled moan of pleasure, it draw him into an insane ecstasy, and the only thing what he was able to feel was the burning hot semen split over his body.

When Yasuo woke up, Vladimir was already gone, the room was empty except his clothes beside the bed. The room's key was in the locker. Vladimir did not leaved any message for he and gone before he could woke up.

- Again alone - said Yasuo while got out from the bed, he still was naked. Got ahead to the bathroom, his head was terribly hurting, and took a long shower. Without drying himself he picked up his clothes - letting the hot water burning his skin against the cold morning - and get ahead for his sword, but he find only the sheath, it was removed from it, it had an crumpled paper in it. "I took your sword as a keepsake. Come and see me in Noxus, I will give a meeting for you with some of my friends."

Bastard! - Yasuo throw the message to the floor and splitted on it. Without his sword he was weak, almost nothing.

After he payed out the room's bill what his dear invitor left at he, he decided to go ahead Noxus, find him, and beat the hell out of him, does not matter he will give back his sword or he should force it out.