Chapter 3 – Skies of Blue

It is sometimes said that fools rush in where angels fear to tread. In Valoran, however, there is one angel who fears nothing. Many are hesitant to approach her, but in the end they will all come…

In the days following her encounter with Katarina, Morgana had been in an exceptionally good mood. LeBlanc had been a fun plaything, but Kat had been the real prize – somebody that Morgana had lusted after for a long time. In the days that followed she had wondered if the likes of Cassiopeia might show up, but there was no sign of her yet. Whilst word of her new inventions would no doubt start to reach beyond the city-state of Noxus, Morgana was already growing impatient. She had just had just had two incredible lays and was hungry to take advantage of yet another league champion, or two.

Morgana had just arrived at a small airfield outside the main walls of Noxus, where a rather grand Hextech airship was idling quietly. The blimp-like machine was on its weekly shuttle trip to take passengers between Noxus and the bustling and technology-obsessed city of Piltover to the northwest. Flashing her boarding card to a member of the security staff, she entered the fenced perimeter of the landing strip. She could hear the chugging of the engines and the reverberating whir of whatever air elemental was bound up inside the ship, giving it the power of flight.

Approaching the detachable stairway that had been wheeled up to the blimp to allow access, she absent-mindedly handed over possession of her large case to a porter, keeping a small satchel of 'essentials' with her for the journey. Starting to climb the stairs, Morgana could hear a familiar voice from above – it was light, airy and somehow almost ethereal. Janna was aboard the zeppelin.

As Morgana reached the top of the stairs, she saw her fellow champion greeting guests one-by-one as they boarded. A friendly smile here, a handshake there, much the same as a plane's captain might. She wore a small, white top that barely reached past her solar plexus and was low-cut enough to display a generous amount of cleavage. A small, white pair of shorts, made from some stretchy fabric sat low on her hips. Four strips of Janna's trademark floating ribbons billowed in various directions out from the tiny shorts, caught up in some invisible breeze. When Morgana reached the front of the line, Janna flashed her a warm, sincere smile and took one of Morgana's hands in both of hers.

'Morgana! What a pleasant surprise, you finally realised what a great vacation spot sunny Piltover is, then?' Her slim, almost elven face lit up with enthusiasm.

'More of a business trip, actually. But yes – I'll be spending some time in the city. How come you're...'

'Meeting and greeting for the air-shuttle? I enjoy it. Also, the crew tell me that it makes the passengers a lot more relaxed to know there's an air mage aboard the ship. Honestly, I don't know what they'd expect me to do if something actually went wrong, but it's a nice feeling being up here. Besides, for all its faults, there's some good shopping to be done in Noxus. You try finding a better lingerie store than The Underworld on Sickle Street.' She winked at Morgana with an innocent naughtiness that could be interpreted in a dozen ways.

For the briefest of moments, Morgana was unsure what to say, which made Janna giggle, squeezing the angel's hand.

'Tell me, what room are you in? I must stop by and talk to you later – I've had this idea for an amazing cake for Caitlyn's birthday and I can't think of anybody better to make it than you.'

'Oh, yes… of course,' managed Morgana. 'Room 34 – I'll look forward to it.' She gave Janna a wide smile and made her way to the fore staircase, descending into the body of the ship where the guest rooms were. She had only spoken to Janna a handful of times in the past and in each instance her fellow mage had been extremely friendly and non-judgemental compared to many champions. Many members of the League seemed to mistrust Morgana, assuming that she must be evil to have turned against her sister Kayle. That didn't seem to matter to Janna, who had instead enjoyed discussing aspects of Morgana's magic and professing her love of baked goods. Others had reported finding Janna to be quite distant, but she never seemed that way to Morgana.

Morgana found her cabin easily enough and abandoned her small carry-on bag on a chair. The room was a little cooler than she would have liked – she had dressed lightly having heard that Piltover was quite warm and a little humid at this time of year. She wore a strappy purple tank top cut off a little above the navel and a long lilac skirt made of thin cotton. There was a small window in one wall that was sealed shut – presumably to prevent any mishaps during flight. She wandered into the small adjoining bathroom to freshen up a little and found her thoughts returning once more to Janna. The air mage was a lithe, attractive thing and had already invited herself to Morgana's room later. Was it really just to discuss a cake, or was there more to it than that? She had looked very alluring in that tiny outfit back out on the deck and Morgana was having a hard time picturing anything other than that soft, inviting cleavage, supple midriff and those smooth thighs. She felt her nipples start to harden under the silken material of her bra and couldn't tell if it was due to the slight chill or the thoughts of Janna's body.

Returning to the bedroom, Morgana laid down on the beautifully-made up double bed. It was a little soft for her liking but it served. Slipping her left hand inside her bra cup, she played with her own nipple, rubbing and squeezing it as she imagined having her way with Janna's body. Her loins quickly began to stir and made a bulge in her thin dress, even through her underwear. She wondered if she ought to devise some way to coax Janna into drinking some of her aphrodisiac tonic. The thought made her even harder and she slipped her free hand under the waistband of her panties and began to stroke herself gently.

A gentle knock on the door jolted Morgana upright from her half-asleep state. She groggily realised she must have been dozing off whilst touching herself and imagining enjoying Janna's body. Her cock was still mostly erect and made a rather dramatic tent of her thin skirt. Outside, she could hear the low hum of the airship's engines – they were in the air and on the way to Piltover.

'Shit' she muttered under her breath as she rolled off the bed, trying to find a way to hide her bulging erection. She desperately shoved her cock down as much as possible and tried to relax so as not to have it strain quite so much against the flimsy fabric. Hoping that it wouldn't be too noticeable, she stepped carefully over to the door and opened it a little to see who was there, as if she didn't already know.

'Afternoon!' Janna beamed brightly and breezed in through the open door. Once inside the cabin, she turned and gave Morgana an enthusiastic hug, pulling the two of them together tightly.

'Hey…good to see you,' Morgana managed, embarrassingly aware that her semi-erect girlcock was pushing hard into Janna's pelvic area. If the weather mage noticed at all, she said nothing.

Pulling back from the hug, Janna said, 'Thanks for making time to see me. I hope your cabin is comfortable?'

'Oh yes, quite comfortable,' mused Morgana, thinking of the moments before she drifted off to sleep, touching herself whilst imagining playing with Janna's body. She made her way over to a chair so that she could sit down and cross her legs. 'You wanted to ask me about a cake?'

'Oh yes, straight to business!' Janna giggled. 'Well, it's Caitlyn's birthday a week on Saturday and she and Vi have both been, uhh… very good to me recently. So, I wanted to get her a really great cake for the birthday party I'm planning. It's going to be a barbecue and pool party so most of the food will take care of itself, but the cake needs a special touch like yours.' Janna sat down on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath, pulling up the details of her grand design from memory. Morgana noticed that even when she sat down, she didn't seem to be supported much by the bed itself, as her effortless command of air held her body aloft.

'So, ' Janna went on, 'It's two cakes really, one will be a poro wearing a purple top hat like Cait's and holding a marzipan sniper rifle. Then, there needs to be a looooong strand of red liquorice coming from the rifle, like the laser sight on her real gun. And,' Janna couldn't help but grin as she revealed the last part of her design, 'At the other end of the liquorice laser will be another poro with long blue pigtails and a rocket launcher like Jinx's.'

Morgana couldn't help but laugh at the thought of the two rivals being represented by cake poros. She smiled widely, 'Well it will take a little while but I can definitely do it. For a week on Saturday you say? I'll still be in Piltover then. Hmm. I'll need to buy some new equipment as most of mine is back at the bakery but I'm sure I can manage that if somebody finds me a suitable kitchen to work in.' As she talked, she saw Janna becoming more excited by the good news. The sorceress' cleavage jiggled hypnotically as she bounced up and down giddily. Once again, Morgana found her cock stirring against her will and she felt a slight flush come over her pale cheeks.

'Oh, that's such good news.' Janna beamed happily. 'How much will I owe you for it? Whatever it is, I'm sure it will be worth it!'

Thinking quickly, Morgana saw an opportunity to get her hands on something, or someone, she'd had her eye on for a while. 'How about this,' she said, with the faintest hint of a smile on her lips, 'How about you get me an invitation to that birthday party? Do that for me and the cake is yours.'

Janna looked surprised for a moment and then smiled, as if some realisation had just dawned on her. 'Oh?' She said, with perhaps a little too much innocence, 'What's at the party that's worth so much you'd just give one of your famous cakes away?' She leaned back on the bed a little, arching her back and looked thoughtfully at Morgana, giving the angel a rather splendid view of her whole scantily-clad body.

'Let's just say there's somebody who will be there that I'd to get to know.'

Janna dropped her act and smiled wickedly. 'I knew it! You want to fuck Caitlyn!' She looked directly into Morgana's eyes, daring her to deny it.

For the second time that day, Morgana wasn't sure what to say. There didn't seem to be much point in denying it, so she did her best to pass it off nonchalantly. She shrugged and allowed herself a slight smile. 'The thought may have crossed my mind.' She was determined to take back control of this situation, so she very deliberately let the silence hang in the air to see how Janna would react.

The air mage's smile grew even wider. 'It was obvious. I've seen the way you look at her on the Rift when you get summoned as support. What is it, the accent? Those legs? The police officer's uniform?' She grinned, but her eyes betrayed a genuine interest, even excitement.

'Hmm… all of the above?' Morgana smiled back. Perhaps if Janna was this interested, she might even be willing to help the two of them hook up. 'You know her well, then?'

'I suppose you could say that,' said Janna, 'and the two of you have more in common than you might think. But that's not really what's important right now.'

'Oh? What is important right now?'

'How much longer you plan to spend hiding that erection. It looks awfully uncomfortable. Surely it would be a lot better for both of us if you just pulled it out and fucked me with it?'

Morgana didn't need to be asked twice. She'd had a feeling that things might turn this way as soon as Janna started asking questions about her sexual preferences. She hooked her thumbs under the waistline of her skirt and panties and pulled both of them down to her ankles as she stood up from the chair. As she did so, her full seven inches of erect girlcock sprang free of their confines, thick and leaking precum from the tip.

Janna took a deep breath as she took in the sight in front of her. 'Oh, wow. That's even bigger than it looked while you were trying to hide it.' A sneaky smile crossed her lips. 'Well, that's alright, I'll just need you to make sure I'm nice and wet before you fill me up…' With that, she gently floated off the bed, suspended horizontally in the air by air currents neither seen nor felt. Reaching down to her hips, she pulled her shorts up her bent legs and off her feet, leaving her whole lower-half naked. Then, she slowly spread her legs open whilst still floating in the air, conveniently at Morgana's head height.

Morgana felt her dick throb with lust as Janna floated invitingly in front of her, spread wide open and waiting for the angel's tongue. Her pussy was completely hairless and smooth and already damp with anticipation.

Morgana quickly yanked off her little top, leaving only her black satin bra on and for a moment toyed with idea of taking it off too. Lust overcame her, however and she stepped over to where Janna floated in the air, grabbing the mage's hips with her hands and burying her face in the impossibly smooth pussy in front of her. She let out a hot, damp breath right on Janna's slit and was rewarded with a quivering sensation through the other woman's body. With her nose rubbing tantalisingly close to Janna's tiny pink clit, she exhaled several more times, deliberately not extending her tongue just yet. Her hands roamed down Janna's hips to her naked buttocks and grasped and stroked at the soft, supple flesh before starting to travel up her thighs. When Morgana's hands reached Janna's knees, she slid them around to the inside of the mage's thighs and ran them slowly back down towards her groin. She kissed and licked around the outer edge of Janna's sex, teasing and licking and stroking everywhere but where Janna so desperately wanted her to, taking an evil pleasure in building the sorceress' anticipation up to boiling point.

Still she kissed and stroked Janna's inner thighs and butt, even mischievously brushing a finger across the other woman's rear entrance. That elicited a pleasured moan – but no resistance, Morgana noted – although Janna squirmed desperately trying to manoeuvre her tight sex onto Morgana's mouth.

After several minutes of merciless teasing, Janna finally panted 'Enough! Enough already! Morgana, I will throw you off this gods-forsaken airship if you don't tongue fuck me right now!' Janna's hands clenched into fists and a sudden chill cooled the air in the cabin.

Morgana had heard rumours of Janna's legendary temper if provoked and whilst she didn't think this one of those cases, she decided she should probably be done toying around. She allowed herself a hearty laugh at the frenzy she'd worked the other woman into, before hooking her arms around Janna's upper thighs and burying her tongue deep inside that heavenly pussy. She immediately felt Janna's legs wrap around her neck, pulling her in. She plunged her tongue in deeply and pulled it out before repeating over and over. Janna tasted sweet and hot and she could feel the muscles inside the tiny slit tightening and contracting around her tongue. She withdrew her tongue briefly to drag it across Janna's tiny clit, which drew a throaty moan of delight from the mage. Encouraged by the reaction, Morgana sucked on the little nub before flicking it rapidly with the tip of her tongue and going back to sucking once more. As she did, she could feel Janna's whole body grinding into her mouth, her breathing becoming deeper and somehow also more urgent. The deep fast breaths intensified as Morgana kept up her oral servicing and after less than a minute, Janna's hips started to buck hard and fast into her mouth. The sorceress let out a loud scream of ecstasy and her positively dripping pussy ground into Morgana's lips and chin over and over before she finally came down from her orgasm.

Morgana kept up a gentle licking and tonguing whilst Janna slowly recovered. Finally she heard an approving 'Mmmmm' from the lithe lady above her and finally felt her head being released from the leg-lock she'd been held in for the last few minutes.

Janna let her legs hang down lower than the rest of her body. Then, effortlessly, she turned a slow, graceful corkscrew motion in the air so that her face came close to Morgana's, whilst she still laid facing up towards the ceiling. She craned her neck out towards Morgana.

'I want to taste myself on your tongue,' she said softly, and kissed Morgana deeply. She reached up to hold the back of Morgana's head, pulling her into the kiss. The two women's tongues twisted and strained against each other as they shared the long, urgent kiss. Finally, Janna broke it off, gently biting Morgana's bottom lip and dragging her teeth slowly off as the two separated.

'Now.' Janna's feet drifted down to the floor, with her back to Morgana. She leaned slowly over the bed, spreading her legs as she did so to once again reveal her glistening pussy and tiny, puckered ass. 'Fuck me. Hard.'

As accustomed as Morgana was to being the one in charge in situations like this, she was more than willing to let Janna call the shots, given the circumstances. Her cock had remained rock-hard throughout the encounter so far and now it was positively straining for release. She stepped up behind Janna until their hips were almost touching. Her cock rested on the air mage's butt, the shaft partially nestled in the crack. She dragged her tip down between Janna's cheeks, rubbing it down past the tiny, tight rosebud of a back door. Still Janna gave no reaction other than an almost inaudible moan of pleasure. Morgana's tip reached the sorceress' drenched pussy lips and she couldn't contain her desire any longer. She leaned forward over Janna's back, grasping the other woman in a tight embrace and slid her full length deep inside the dripping wet snatch.

Morgana let out an involuntary gasp of her own – Janna was tight. Easily as tight as Katarina had been, but somehow softer and more silken at the same time. She could feel every movement of Janna's inner walls as they squeezed and milked her thick girlcock. The two of them collapsed forward onto the bed, Janna still tightly in Morgana's arms. Morgana pulled herself out almost to the tip and then thrust deeply into Janna. Over and over, she buried her full length inside the sorceress' dizzyingly tight hole. For her part, Janna groaned and gasped into the sheets below them, pushing her ass up into each of Morgana's thrusts to feel as much of the angel's length inside her as possible.

Morgana revelled in the feeling of Janna's heavenly slit and the sounds of the woman below her moaning into the bed sheets was driving her wild. Acting on instinct, she grabbed a handful of Janna's hair at the base, clenching her fist tightly and pulled the other woman's neck up towards her, causing her back to arch. Janna let out a guttural scream of pleasure at the sudden roughness and pushed her hips back hard, grinding her ass into Morgana's crotch. Morgana kept hold of her messy handful of hair and pulled back on it with each thrust. With her other hand, she reached around in front of Janna and pinched one of her nipples. Hard. The combination of sensations tipped the sorceress over the edge once again and she came hard, moaning in ragged breaths and rhythmically grinding herself back into Morgana's still-pumping cock. It was during this second orgasm that Morgana found she could no longer contain herself. The sensations inside her built up to bursting point and she came hard inside Janna's pussy, thrusting hard with each new spurt of cum.

Finally, the two women collapsed onto the bed for a second time. For several minutes, Morgana lay on top of her latest conquest – if she could even call it that – trying to process what had just happened. At least she didn't need to think of a way to slip Janna her aphrodisiac anymore.

Morgana couldn't help but allow herself a sly smile. Not only had she fucked the daylights out of Janna – one of the more elusive and enigmatic league champions – but she had also secured herself an invite to Caitlyn's birthday celebrations. Her trip to Piltover was shaping up to be a very successful venture indeed.

Before she could go any further with that train of thought, Janna rolled Morgana off from on top of her and onto the bed. Twisting gracefully through the air, she landed with her legs straddling Morgana's hips, her naked crotch rubbing against the angel's now-flaccid member.

'You do know that the flight to Piltover takes at least 6-7 hours even with good winds, right? That means we still have a long time in the air. And I am not finished with your cock yet, little angel!'

Yep, thought Morgana, Janna is definitely something else. As she felt herself start to stir once more, Janna leaned in and kissed her deeply. She had a feeling that this journey was going to fly by…