Darius was sleeping by himself in his locked room, when suddenly his eyes flickered open as someone lay beside him. "What….?" He groaned as he struggled to adjust to the darkness surrounding him and the unknown figure.
But by the way the other person moved, he assumed it had to be female. The skin was far too soft—Wait, skin? He always slept in the nude, and if he could feel this strangers skin upon his own, that meant she too was naked. "Who is in my bed…" Darius demanded the answer, only hearing a soft chuckle as response.
"Can't you tell… by just my touch, my general…?" The female voice responded, causing Darius to grin. A shiver ran up his spine as her hand pressed to his chest and slowly slid lower beneath the sheets causing him to groan slightly.
"Oh… Tybresa… you should notify me when you plan on visiting." The Noxian man said softly, wrapping his arms around the Senior-Steward. "Now come here." He grinned as he pulled her closely.
"Kyaa!" Tybresa squealed delightfully as she straddled the bare general. "What ill the others say if they catch me in here?"
"They won't say a thing."
And through the rest of the night, LeBlanc, Swain, Draven, and Vladimir had trouble sleeping as male and female noises of lust and pleasure kept echoing within the room of High General Darius, the Hand of Noxus.