A/N: This is just a really short oneshot about Ahri x LeBlanc. English is not my mother tongue so pardon me for my mistakes. Hope you guys enjoy this.
Ahri felt insecure, not aware of what was going on, but she still leaned down and put her lips on LeBlanc's. She kissed LeBlanc. And the woman did nothing but closed her eyes and enjoyed the taste of Ahri's soft lips, the taste of the nine-tail fox.
This doesn't feel right. Am I dreaming or something? Why does it feel so true? Ahri was so confused. She was staring down at the woman's body and then her eyes met LeBlanc's. The latter said nothing. She just kept staring back at Ahri with her eyes shining with something she wasn't sure.
What does that stare even mean? Ahri thought to herself while her thumb stroke LeBlanc's cheek and then her fingers automatically deliberately was trailing over every millimeter of the small woman's features. LeBlanc looked so beautiful and decent somehow in Ahri's eyes at that moment. Her skin was so soft and smoothy that made Ahri even more confused. A smirk flashed on LeBlanc's face in split of second. She reached out to hug Ahri and her smell made the latter go insane. Ahri was obsessed with that. Yes it was confused, it felt wrong but it felt so good, so comfortable that Ahri wanted more.
She wanted LeBlanc.
Ahri tried to hold LeBlanc tight in her arms, so tight that she felt hard to breathe. A little bit too hard.
Ahri dimly opened her eyes and found herself lying on the bed alone with her boobs pressed against the mattress and her hands were desperately grobing the sheet.
"What is this?" Ahri grumbled and turned her body over to breathe more comfortably.
"So it was just a dream." She brushed her fingers against her hair and dimly looked around. "Agh, really? Why the heck does that dream feel so true like that? Damn it, LeBlanc. You even appeared in my dream and provoked me."