Nidalee X Ekko
Nidalee had heard of the new arrival into the League, a kid by the name of Ekko. What she had also heard was that throughout his training phase, he had finally been assigned a team's 'jungler', as they called them in the strategy rooms. The same as her. She slipped through the brush near the slow moving river, her paws barely making a sound on the spongy undergrowth.
A new jungler, fighting against her, the bestial huntress! She snarled and snapped her teeth at a dragonfly as it buzzed by her head, her ears twitching. How presumptuous of him to think he even had a chance!
Knowing new arrivals to the League, he would be near the Brambleback now, a perfect occasion to strike while he was weakened. She slipped across the river, shaking her thick golden coat of fur free of water as she crossed and pointedly ignoring the clash of sword and rock in the top path. She was on a mission now, that barbaric fool Tryndamere could survive without her.
As she neared the little alcove in which the brambleback could most often be found, her assumptions were rewarded with a muted roar and a very male grunt of exhertion. Glueing her belly to the wild grass she crawled forward into the underbrush, her eyes gleaming with predatory excitement. Who's the better jungler now, Ekko?
She peeked through the brush and was finally rewarded with the first view of her prey. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment as her eyes flicked up and down his young, athletic shape. He had a strange mark on his head and dark skin, concealed by baggy pants and a collection of strange little pieces of machinery. Before him towered the brambleback, its life essence already leaking from the many wounds on its tough hide. Now was the time to strike.
In a flash, she leapt from the bush and slammed into Ekko, shoving him to the ground and morphing on top of him. She straddled him with her muscular thights and twisted around, throwing her spear viciously into the beasts open maw. It shuddered once and fell to the ground, its essence slowly seeping through the air like a trail of red dust and surrounding Nidalee in a light red haze before fading away.
"Uh oh," she growled at the young man below her. He hadn't yet moved and was staring up at her with wide eyes. Or more like, her breasts. Her lip curled as she glanced down at her well-sized tits, envelopped in a strip of leather. "Cat got your tongue, kid?" she murmured as a fierce blush crossed his face.
"W-What are you doing here?" he managed to say in a shaky voice, his eyes firmly fixated abover her chest. His hands were pinned beneath her thighs by his side and the strange blue cylinder he wore was a few feet away.
She leaned down above him, a grin crossing her face as his eyes darted down once more. Her long, thick ponytail dipped nearly to the ground beside her as she pressed her hands against his chest, feeling lithe muscles beneath his shirt. "Lesson one, city-boy, if you're fighting against me, you've already lost." His heart was beating faster now and a few beads of sweat had congregated along his brow.
His breath hitched when her sharp nails dug into his skin and a scowl crossed his face as he struggled vainly beneath her. "Well, are you going to kill me?" he snarled.
Nidalee laughed and leaned even closer until their faces were but a few inches apart and her hair created a halo around her tanned features, the white paint on her face contrasting with her dark beauty. "Kill you? No, not yet. I need to give you a little something to remember who you lost too." She tapped a finger on her chin and rubbed her hips against his waist, delighting at the little moan that escaped his lips.
"Call it the hunters mark."
He froze and another blush crossed his face, turning his dark skin purple. She bit back a giggle at his uncomfortable appearance, so starlky contrasting withe firmness she could feel rising between his legs. He was adorably naïve and inexperienced. This would be fun.
Grabbing his hands she pulled them up until their clasped around her hips, his thumbs against her toned and well muscles stomach, where the faint outline of her abs could just be seen. "Come on, don't be shy kid," she murmured in a heavy tone.
"Is this…" he surpressed a moan as she wiggled her hips against his member once again. "Is this some sort of trick?"
"Does it matter?" she breathed as she guided his hands behind her, up her back and to the small knot that held her bra up. She watched him as his eyes widened and her bra fell off, revealing her full breasts to his avid eyes. Of his own accord, he reached to grab them, fondling them slowly, his fingers running along her nipples, circling them and gripping her breasts tightly, as if he could hardly believe they were there.
"You're so hot," he gasped.
"I know," she replied haughtily before slapping his hands from her breasts with some regret, he wasn't half bad at making the pleasure mutual. A giggle escaped her lips at his look of disappointment. "Oh don't worry kid, we still have a lot of time in front of us." She reached down to his pants, her slim fingers playing with his belt until she yanked it from his pants and tossed it away.
"I have to be dreaming," he muttered.
"Count yourself lucky, kiddo. If it was my darling Rengar, you'd be dead." she eased herself off his legs and crawled between them, slowly pulling his pants down and letting his raging erection pop up, rock solid and ready. "But I'm the more generous of the two,"
He gasped as her hand wrapped around his member and she nodded in approval. Bigger than she expected for someone his age, but not as big as to be uncomfortable for herself. It twitched as she ran a finger down the thick vein at the back. She looked up at him with dark brown eyes, an eyebrow raised as she ran her tongue across her lips, before lowering her head. "You think you have what it takes to fuck with me, kid?"
His only answer was a strangled moan of pleasure when she envelopped the head of his member with her warm lips, her rough, almost cat-like tongue running across the sensitive skin. A small shudder ran down her spine at the exciting taste and the way he reacted to her ministrations. She needed more. Slowly, Nidalee lowered her head even further until half of his length was in the warm, moist heaven of her mouth. With infinite slowness she began to bob back and forth, her tongue running along his length, licking up his precum with relish.
When she lookd up at him, his head was thrown back in pleasure and his eyes were half-closed. She winked and slowly brought her head back up, sucking lewdly on his member. He seemed to snap, his eyes widening as his hand darted forward and grabbed her around the base of her ponytail, shoving her down on his cock.
Her eyes widened in surprise as she gagged on it as he shoved it down her throat. Nidalee had taken bigger before, but the surprise was enough. She quickly adjusted though and felt her folds wetten. Only Rengar took her in such a forceful manner, or even dared too. But she could make an exception.
She let him guide the rythm, her head bobbing up and down quickly. He would force her down until her nose touched his pubic hair, then yank her back up by the hair. And all the while, his groans grew in frequency until he was cursing and moaning almost constantly. But when she felt his member twitch, Nidalee dug her claws into his legs and drew away, letting his spit covered member slide from her mouth with a wet pop. A string of precum and saliva clung from the tip of his member to her chin, but she quickly licked her lips, swallowing what little remained. "Not so fast," she said after regaining her breath. "I said, we still have a lot of time, and I'm far from satisfied, kid."
His eyes widened. "You mean?"
Nidalee huffed and kept stroking his wet member. It felt rock hard between her fingers and she smiled in anticipation. "You didn't expect me to just come all the way to suck you, huh?" She rolled her eyes, men. Always so self-centered.
With nearly theatrical slowness she rose her hips above his twitching member, biting her lip and looking down at him. Suddenly, she plunged downards and engulfed him within her moist folds entirely, gasping softly as she felt his girth fill her up and stretch her, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her. She threw her head backwards and cried out in pleasure as her partner gripped her muscular and shapely thights so tightly that she noticed, through her haze of pleasure, that it would bruise.
Her own nails clawed furrows into his chest as she bucked on top of him, her chest heaving with each breath. A giggle crossed her lips when she saw him staring at her breasts as if mezmerised. "Go on, they're not off-limits kid," she said throatily, licking her lips and rotating her hips slowly. The wet sounds of their bodies meeting, juice leaking from her folds filled the jungle with lewd sounds that seemed only to excite her partner as he grabbed her hips, releasing her breasts much to her regret. He started pounding into her much faster, his hips leaving the ground and pulling a gasp of pleasure from her with each thrust.
"C'mon, take it," he muttered as he impaled her over and over. Nidalee suddenly had flashbacks of Rengar pressing her cheek into the ground and roughly thrusting into her from above and she sighed in regret. If only Ekko had that level of confidence. Oh well, it doesn't -hnng- hurt to be on top from time to time.
They went on for minutes, bodies meeting in a lustful embrace, her folds tight around him, squeezing him. Until finally, with a cry she felt her passion explode, her pussy contracting tightly around him. "Nidalee, I'm going to-"
But she was already off him, their bodies parting with a wet sound, and dragging him into a standing position before kneeling in front of him. "Only Rengar has the privilege of finishing there, babe," she said, grasping him in her hands and rubbing him vigorously until finally, he threw his head back and cried out loudly as his seed exploded from his member. It spurted wad after wad across her tanned, expectant features and into her open mouth. After what seemed like forever his throes finally abated and she lifted a finger, wiping a string of his semen from her eye. "Not bad," she said with a grin, gulping down the seed in her mouth loudly and giggling as his member twitched again, his eyes widening.
She kissed the tip of his cock, licking around it and quickly swallowing the remaining semen, the loads on her face slowly dripping down to her generous breasts. After a few moments, she rose and hooked her bra back on, smiling at him and winking.
"You've still got some…uh, on your face," he said, blushing furiously.
"Oh you're so adorable!" she said, clapping her hands together before quickly wiping away the remains of his seed and licking it off her fingers slowly, her eyes on him all the time. When she was done, he stood there awkwardly, shuffling from foot to foot until she took pity on him and gave him a long, langorous kiss, her tongue flirting with his own. When they parted, she shoved him backwards. "Go on, I'm sure your team needs you. We'll meet again."
As he turned and left, glancing once more over his shoulder she grinned and ran a finger across her folds, shivering. Oh they certainly would.
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