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One shot number 2, dedicated to beta917

This one was a little adventure for me to say the least. It's kinda hard to make EzrealxSyndra work without turning it into outright tentacle/energy sphere (whatever your fetish may be) rape. I think I made this work okay-ish though :) but I'll leave that for you to judge. As usual feel free to let me know about your own request via PM or review, do tag along a RATING please (the rating itself doesn't matter to me, but please do let me know). You are of course welcome to motivate it and or tell me what general direction you would like to see the story take.

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Concerning men

"Haha! I beat you so hard back there!" Syndra let out an irritable sigh as the prodigal explorer whizzed and whirled around her, rubbing his victory over her team in her face over and over. "Who are you gonna blame it on this time, your summoner?" He mocked. "I will have you know that my summoner did fine and that the rest of my team was a fuck-up." She stated. "Now if you will excuse me, I have places to be." Syndra was seething with anger, but somehow managed to keep a lid on it as she floated down the long hallway leading away from the fields of justice.

"Awwww. Is someone having a bad day?" Ezreal said, still following her around like a lap dog. "Yes and you are making it worse." Syndra replied. "Well, what are you gonna do about it?" He stated in a childish voice. "I'd run you out to the market place just before the vendors closed down and challenge you to one-on-one combat for the last stick of butter. Happy now?"

"Well, what's keeping you from doing it?" Ezreal pushed. "The league prohibits me from smacking little girls." That one hit home. "I am not a little girl!" Ezreal stated, clearly offended. "Really. Well, if you are so certain of your case… prove it." Syndra smiled her evil smile as she said it. "Fine, follow me to my room then." Ezreal mocked.

Syndra took a moment to think up a plan and then said: "okay, lead the way." Ezreal was a little taken aback. "Are you serious? I mean… I couldn't…" He stuttered. "You are an insult to modern men. In my youth they at least had the balls to prove someone wrong when their masculinity was contested." Syndra turned and began to float away.

"Wait." Ezreal said. Syndra turned around, seeing the young boy, barely an adult, nervously run a hand through his hair. "It's just… I have never done this before…" He admitted. "Bold move," Syndra said, "saying something like that out loud." Ezreal looked at her. "So you are but a boy after all. Never felt the warmth of a woman before, have you now?" Syndra continued. "Very well. Lead the way to your room."

Ezreal blushed like mad, but motioned for her to follow. He swiftly trekked through the corridors of the league, Syndra in tow. When he reached his room he fumbled with the keys a bit and opened the door. Syndra followed him inside and closed the door behind her. "You know, we don't have to do this… I apologize for what I said before…" Ezreal mumbled. "No, no. I insist we do this. Imagine what the crowds would think if I told them that not only you are a hopeless little boy, but also fails to keep a promise to a woman."

"Well. How do we go about this then?" Ezreal asked a little sheepishly. "Silly boy." Syndra replied, before calmly taking off her helmet and placing it on a cupboard to the side. She then calmly proceeded to strip herself down until she was clad in her underwear. "Your turn." She stated. When Ezreal merely stood there in the middle of the room, blushing like mad, she up righted herself in her full feminine glory and repeated herself, a little more assertively this time. "Your turn."

Ezreal slowly started to take his clothes off, revealing inch after inch of skinny, almost lanky body to Syndra. Many protests and shamed glances later he was finally before her in nothing but his boxer shorts. "Good, very good." Syndra said before walking over to Ezreal and slowly pushing him to the bed. She crawled on top of him and lustfully moved down his body, trailing feather kisses along his shivering skin as she went.

"Are you scared?" She asked. Ezreal swallowed with an audible gulp and nodded. Syndra sighed. "You are no good to me this way." She got off Ezreal and lay down next to him. "Since it is your first time with a woman you should take this chance to acquaint yourself with the female body." When Ezreal looked at her with a questioning look she elaborated. "Go ahead. You may touch." She said, gesturing to her body.

Ezreal sat up and took a moment to look at Syndra. Her body, unlike her mind, was young. Perhaps a few years older than he was, but not much. Straigt, long white-purple locks of hair tumbled down her shoulders, almost touching her full breasts. Her toned stomach. Her wide hips. Her long slender legs. Perhaps he could see himself make love to this woman after all. Tentatively he touched Syndra's shoulder. He slowly trailed his fingers over the soft, ivory skin, yet halted just above her bra line.

"Well? Are you gonna carry on?" Syndra asked, looking at Ezreal with a questioning glance. Ezreal blushed again before nudging Syndra on her side a little and fumbling to open her bra clasp. "My god, you weren't joking when you said this was your first time." Syndra said, a little irritable. She sat up. "Watch closely." She instructed, before undoing her bra in one smooth motion.

She lay back down again, motioning for Ezreal to continue. Slowly he removed her bra, watching as the two mounds of flesh sprang free from their constraints. When he reached out and kneaded one Syndra produced a little noise. "Are you okay?" Ezreal asked, noticing Syndra had developed a little blush herself. "Yes. Please do carry on."

Slowly forming a plan in his mind Ezreal leaned down and sniffed the valley of her breasts. "Mmm. Those smell good. I wonder if they taste as good." He said. Syndra squirmed a little. "Well, don't you want to find out?" She said. Slowly Ezreal returned to her breasts, kneading them some more before leaning down and licking just around her areola, careful not to touch it.

"Stop teasing me." Syndra panted, desperately trying to get Ezreal to lick her nipples without actively forcing his head to them. "Do you want me to carry on?" Ezreal said, touching his thumb particularly close to her nipple. "God's yes." The words rolled over her lips before she was able to swallow them. Ezreal grinned. "Very well." He said and took one of the nipples in his mouth. Syndra was unable to stifle her moan as Ezreal's tongue toyed with one of her erogenous zones.

Soon one of his hands started to roam lower and lower, travelling to the hem of her panties, his fingers barely slipping under as he teased the sensitive skin near her hips, ever so slowly moving towards her full ass. Suddenly he pulled away from her. Ezreal grinned at the noise Syndra made. "So desperate?" He asked.

Syndra tackled him back to the bed with a feral expression on her face. "You wouldn't know." She said, grinding her hips into his. Forcefully she grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts, before getting to work kissing down his body. She forcefully ripped his underwear off and grabbed his dick. Ezreal let out a little yelp as she did this. "Regretting your decision yet?" Syndra said, beginning to pump her hand up and down his member.

"Not in the slightest." Ezreal said. Somehow he found the strength to flip them over and returned the ruined-underwear-favor to Syndra, exposing her nether regions. "Skip it. I need you. Now!" Syndra roared. Ezreal merely shrugged and lined himself up. "Ready?" He asked. Syndra nodded as she squirmed underneath him. Without hesitation Ezreal thrust into her. She yelped and forcefully pulled his body against hers, keeping him still. "Give me a second. You are a bit bigger than what I'm used to." She mumbled in his ear.

"Still doubt my masculinity?" He asked. "Just shut up and move." Ezreal was happy to oblige. He pulled out until only his tip was in before ramming his full eight inches back into her. Syndra let out a loud moan. Ezreal found a slow rhythm, making long leisurely strokes into her. Slowly he began to speed up. Syndra was moaning in ecstasy as he hit her cervix with every deep thrust. "I'm going to cum." He said, speeding up even more.

"Oh no you don't." Syndra said, pushing her body forward with surprising force, flipping them over so she was on top. Slowly she started gyrating her hips, moaning as Ezreal's dick stroked her tender spot over and over. Ezreal moved his hands to her hips, guiding her movements. As Syndra sped up her large breasts began to bounce in front of Ezreal's face. When he couldn't stand the temptation any longer he pulled her body towards his a little and took one in his mouth.

Syndra's moans started to turn to screams as Ezreal's cock slammed into her over and over, stretching her walls further than they had ever been before. "Gods, Syndra. I'm coming." He said again. "Do it inside me. Prove to me that you are truly a man!" Syndra shouted. She moaned as she felt Ezreal shoot through her, triggering her own orgasm. Ezreal groaned as he felt Syndra's walls milk him, prolonging his climax.

Without warning Syndra balled her right hand into a fist and sent it straight across Ezreal's jaw, knocking him out cold. "That is for mocking me." She said, before climbing off him and cuddling into his warm form, pulling the blankets over them. Whatever lay ahead for them could wait until tomorrow and with the wave of her hand she turned off the lights.