Concentration
Syndra was as confident as confidence came. Ahri knew that more than anyone else. She also knew, better than most, that confidence was dangerous.
The woman who now resided in the Celestial Fortress was an anomaly to Ahri. She couldn't get a clear reading on Syndra's goals and needs. It seemed that the thing the silver haired woman wanted to do the most was simply to be left alone, and that was all fine and dandy to Ahri- except "wanting to be left alone" was nettlesome, and could be subject to change at any given moment.
Syndra was an uncontrolled variable, and Ahri knew that she'd need to make sure they were on good terms... better terms, at least, in case the woman in the sky one day turned her rage outward upon Ionia.
They were alike in many ways. Syndra was curious in nature- though definitely more guarded than Ahri would have liked- and the gumiho found herself stepping into the great hallways of the fortress, having gained an audience with the "Dark Sovereign." The halls were once beautiful- jade and marble walls, stone carvings, countless tapestries hung up depicting Ionia's achievements decades before. The fox supposed that in the past, the building would have been marvelous. She could see it now- sunlight streaming through the windows casting arcs of light onto jade, causing rich, deep colors of blue and green to sing.
Under Syndra's control, however, the room had turned into an area of unimaginable solitude.
"What do you want?"
Ahri's ears twitched, hearing Syndra's voice amplified through magic and the acoustics of the hall. She was sure the sound would have been fearsome and frightening to the Ionian villagers and Noxian soldiers who'd found Syndra when she first woke up. Ahri, however, was not a simple foot soldier or villager.
"You know," the vixen called, "it's common courtesy to greet your guests face to face. I'd expect someone who calls herself a sovereign would understand basic manners."
The energy blast was quicker than Ahri expected. She felt the magic at her feet gather into a singular point, and jumped back just in time to avoid the explosion of dark purple matter. Another orb manifested itself, and Ahri gritted her teeth. Three small blue flames gathered around her body, before flying over towards the dark orb. A bright explosion filled the hall with light as two energies collided. When the light faded, Ahri found no further attack. She suspected Syndra had never met someone who had countered her so easily.
"If I wanted to play games," Ahri glared, looking towards the end of the hallway, "I'd visit one of the countless Ionian orphanages and coddle the children. Don't waste our time."
And finally, Syndra appeared.
She emerged from the darkness at the end of the hall. Long silvery hair flowed behind her as she floated down to meet Ahri. She held herself in a dignified air, three dark spheres constantly circling her form. The headpiece she wore was frightening- a mixture of cold, dark metals and opalescent jewels. It cast a shadow over her face, amplifying the effects of her glowing lilac pupils. She looked angrily at Ahri.
To the fox, she simply looked like a child.
Syndra's entrance reminded Ahri of the Noxian men she'd slain, years ago when she first took on a human form. They carried themselves like they were kings, expecting everyone to bow down at their feet- or die. The only difference between the soldiers and Syndra was that Syndra had actual power- though, in this state, it didn't matter how much power she had. Her flaw was glaringly obvious- the silvery haired woman lacked control.
"What the hell do you want, fox?" Syndra hissed. It was difficult for Ahri not to roll her eyes at the front Syndra was pulling, but she restrained herself. To Ahri, Syndra wasn't a direct threat- but to the villagers of Ionia, such power would be devastating. And Ahri had made quite a few friends that she wanted to protect from a brat's rage.
Her golden eyes narrowed. She doubted Syndra was one who could be persuaded by logic. Force? It would probably mark Ahri as an adversary than anything else in Syndra's eyes. She doubted the woman wanted friends, either. Ahri thought back to what she'd learned about Syndra before she came to the Celestial Fortress.
"Well..." Ahri timed her words carefully. "I wanted to come to see what all the fuss was about. I've been hearing rumors about the terrifying power of the Dark Sovereign..." And she could see that Syndra was pleased to hear there were rumors- the ends of her lips twitched upwards in a self satisfied smile. "... But I was expecting so much more than just a child. What a shame- I had been looking forward to finding someone to share my knowledge with."
"A child?!" Her voice grew louder. Syndra's anger washed over Ahri like a wave- if not for the magical defenses the fox put up, she was sure she would have been disintegrated from the force of power being expelled from the floating woman's body. "You dare-!"
"Yes," the gumiho said calmly. "I dare to call you a child, because that's what you are. You have so much potential, and yet you go around brandishing your abilities like a caveman with a giant stick. It's pitiful. I'd hoped that you would have more control."
The last word seemed to snap something within Syndra. "I lack control?! You sound just like him... He also said I lacked control." The Sovereign laughed. "And now, he's a pile of bones and dust somewhere far away, forgotten and unimportant, and I've become the most powerful sorceress in Runeterra!" Her eyes narrowed, her jubilance dying off quickly as she glared at Ahri. "And now that you've wasted my time, you can join him!" She raised her hands, and the spheres floating around Syndra began to vibrate, before flying towards Ahri, ready to crush her.
But Ahri was ready.
She jumped upwards, dodging one sphere, before blasting the other one back with a spirit orb of her own. Syndra let out a yell of surprise and fear when she found her own sphere knocked back into her own form. To Ahri's surprise, the woman managed to dodge- though with much less grace and agility than her opponent.
The last sphere ricocheted off the floor, flying towards Ahri. She could see Syndra smile- the orbs speed was too high, there was no way anyone could dodge it in time-
And then Ahri's body phased into blue light, and she leaped past the dark sphere easily, as she blew a charm towards the Sovereign. Syndra yelped, her concentration dispelling immediately as the charm hit her with full force. The orb that would have hit Ahri dissipated, and the gumiho returned to her physical state, now stalking towards the Sovereign.
The force of her spell had knocked the headdress from Syndra's head. Silvery hair spilled onto the ground as Syndra tried lifting herself, her movements sluggish under the effects of the charm. Without the gloom of the shadow, her face looked much less mature, and much more...
Cute?
"Y-You..!" Syndra's face was flushed- no doubt the sudden increase in libido from the charm was affecting her. "W-Witch! What have you d-done..?!"
Ahri's ear twitched in annoyance. If this was any other case, she would have killed Syndra by now for insulting her like this... But it wasn't any other case. This was the Dark Sovereign, and as irritating as her attitude was now, Ahri saw great potential in her.
"You only have yourself to blame for this," Ahri said, kneeling down to tilt Syndra's chin upwards with a finger. "Lashing out wildly, believing you can brute strength your way through anything... Look where that's gotten you." She smirked, unable to help gloating a little. "Now you're just a little girl, unable to use your powers..." Her smirk grew wider. "... And unable to avert your eyes, are you?"
Syndra turned a darker shade of red. Ahri's outfit showed off quite a bit of chest, and she suspected that with the aphrodisiac effects still running through the Sovereign's system, Syndra couldn't help but ogle.
"Th-This is the spell..." Syndra's hand twitched, but Ahri simply clicked her tongue. One of her nine tails wrapped around Syndra's wrist, preventing her from creating another dark sphere.
"Someone more concentrated than you could have easily shaken off the effects of a charm," the gumiho said slowly, as if talking to a student. "Someone with more control. I can teach you, you know."
"As if I'd want to learn from a succubus like y-!"
Syndra's words were cut off when Ahri suddenly surged forward, pressing their lips together.
She was delightfully inexperienced. As soon as their lips met, Syndra stopped resisting, either from shock or embarrassment, allowing Ahri to push her to the ground. With her back flat against the cold stone floors, Ahri straddled the sovereign, her tongue pushing Syndra's lips open to explore her mouth. The gumiho's hands busied themselves- one hand propped her up against the floor, the other hand pulled down at that ridiculous dress, allowing Syndra's breasts to bounce into view.
She wanted to kiss Syndra longer, but she felt the poor girl had enough for the time being. Ahri let their lips part slowly, smirking down at the stunned face of the Sovereign.
"You taste like Ionian vanilla," Ahri giggled. "Quite an interesting taste for someone who's trying so desperately to act dark and evil."
"Th-That's not-!"
"Aww~ You're so cute when you're embarrassed!" Ahri felt her annoyance disappearing. It seemed like Syndra was just as inexperienced as most magic-users when it came to close combat, for while the gumiho felt her resisting, she lacked the muscle, energy, or knowledge to push Ahri off. And she was so flustered she couldn't concentrate on creating more of those annoying dark spheres.
It was a bit endearing, actually.
"I'm not cute!" Syndra snarled. She couldn't even amplify her voice anymore. Adorable. "I-I'll kill you!"
"Oh?" Ahri raised an eyebrow. "You'll kill me?" She smirked. "Darling, I doubt you'd even be able to scratch me. Try casting another one of your little spells." And she could feel Syndra rising to the challenge, another dark sphere forming-
Ahri wrapped a palm around Syndra's exposed chest, and the magic dispelled instantly.
"D-Don't grope me!"
"But you're just asking for it, wearing such a skimpy little dress~" The woman's breasts were large, spilling out between Ahri's fingers, her nipples pink and hard. "Where did you find such a thing, anyways?" She smiled, before leaning down, wrapping a lip around a taut nipple, and sucking. Ahri's ears were rewarded with a string of curses and moans as Syndra trembled underneath her. Her hands, which had been pushing against Ahri's tails, now grabbed the fur for some sort of anchor.
She was so delightfully sensitive. Ahri let her fangs graze against the nipple, biting down just hard enough so that she heard a trembling yelp escape Syndra's lips.
She left her breast with a small pop, licking her lips. "Naive. Inexperienced." She tilted her head. "And yes- lacking control."
"I-I don't need s-something like c-control..."
Syndra was like a parrot, simply repeating the phrase over and over. Ahri started to wonder if the repetition was more for her own sake than for argumentative purposes. Either way, it was fun to watch.
"Oh, really?" Ahri adjusted her position, sitting down on the cold floor. Her tails wrapped around Syndra's waist, her wrist, her ankles- bringing the sovereign to sit on the gumiho's lap, her legs spread over Ahri's thighs. "You don't need control? Imagine you're cornered by some hungry, evil men..." She felt Syndra stiffen against her. "And yes, it will happen in the future with your current abilities, dear. Imagine these men... Angry and excited after having fought so hard to finally conquer the Dark Sovereign..." Her hands cupped Syndra's breasts, delighting in hearing her gasp. "And they see her wearing such an outfit... With her breasts almost bursting out of such a tight little top, and her delicious thighs almost completely exposed by this small little dress..." One of Ahri's tails ran up and down Syndra's panties underneath her skirt.
"What do you think they would do?" Ahri whispered in Syndra's ear.
Syndra moaned, her hips buckling slightly. "I-It wouldn't... H-Happen... Th-The charm is-"
"But the charm's effects have disappeared ages ago," Ahri smirked, nibbling on Syndra's ear. "I was holding back so it'd only last... half a minute? A minute at most?" Her lips moved on to kiss Syndra's jaw, sucking and nibbling at her neck. "Technically, you should be able to force me off by now, shouldn't you?"
Syndra didn't even try to summon a dark sphere this time.
"You don't need to respond," Ahri hummed. "You can't do it. You're lacking the control, and all I've done is play with your breasts a little." One hand moved down Syndra's stomach, tracing all the intricate buckles and leather before reaching her panties.
"If you can't even concentrate enough from something like this, how can you expect to fend off all the men you're driving wild with this sinfully delicious body of yours?"
Syndra shuddered, and Ahri pushed her panties aside, pressing against her labia. "So soft... Don't tell me you're a virgin?"
"I-I didn't have time to d-deal with such... a-acts when I was t-training..."
Ahri scoffed. "Those silly traditional Ionian values. Don't worry, dear." Her index finger tapped against Syndra's clitoris rhythmically, and she reveled in how her thighs twitched with every contact. "I'll make sure you're completely familiar with the process. After all, I can't have such a powerful mage failing to escape from future lustful attackers just because she's inexperienced, can I?"
"S-Sensitive!" Syndra moaned out, when Ahri pinched her clit. "P-Please don't..."
Ahri could feel herself getting hotter, hearing the once powerful Sovereign reduced to a whimpering, pleading mess in her lap. "Do you know how dangerous that sensual voice of yours is, darling?" Ahri kissed the back of Syndra's neck, burying her nose in her sweet smelling hair. "Do you know how much I'm holding back now? How much I want to push you against one of these pillars and fuck you so hard that all of Ionia will be able to hear you screaming?"
She could feel Syndra's wetness, hear the woman's laboured breathing as she listened, entranced, to Ahri's every word.
"But if I did that, you wouldn't be learning your lesson, would you?" She smirked, before suddenly slapping Syndra's pussy. Syndra cried out, her body jerking in Ahri's lap.
"Are you going to say that control is useless again?"
"N-No!"
Another slap. Syndra moaned, and Ahri smirked to herself. The poor girl- acting so evil, calling herself "Sovereign". She ought to be called the Dark Slave from how wet she was getting.
"Are you going to listen to my lessons and become a good girl now?"
"Yes!"
Ahri felt her chest swell with satisfaction. She'd secured her relationship with Syndra now- though it was much more different than what Ahri had originally planned- not that Ahri was complaining. She'd come to the Celestial Fortress expecting to gain an ally, but now she realized she'd gained a toy as well. She slapped Syndra's sex again, feeling her clit throb upon impact.
"And do you want me to continue teaching you all about your body, and how to control yourself?"
Hesitation, but then...
"P-Please..." Syndra whispered. "Teach me."
Ahri grinned, satisfied.
"Then let's begin your lesson on concentration, shall we~?"
Hello guys~ OnlyMonika here.
Sorry I haven't continued Starlight in a while. I came across kind of a writer's block;
But my inner pervert felt like I needed to produce something else, so lo and behold- here's another mini project of mine! Syndra is always such a powerful character, but I feel like seeing her submissive is always the hottest~
Anyways, please leave a review if you enjoyed! I love reading your comments.
Thank you for reading, and see you guys next time~