A/N: CAUTION this chapter contains a sex scene, and you have been warned. Thanks everyone for the follows, favorites, and reviews.
As Syndra stood from her stool after dinner in the kitchen, she gave a defeated sigh. There could be no more stalling: One way or another, she would have to face the fact that she would be helping Karma tonight. So, in her typical fashion, Syndra decided to get it over with as soon as possible. With a self-assuring hum of power, she lifted herself off the ground with her magic. It was time she showed the Enlightened One her true powers. The ones the Rift held back during the official matches Syndra attended.
She had moved her floating fortress over the past few days, so she didn't have to bother with any walking or traveling. A spectacular sight greeted her as she lofted past the front gates of her home. The sunset was breathtakingly beautiful, and the sky's colors filled Syndra's heart with the last warmth of the fading sunlight. The spectrum of pinks and oranges, just beginning to fade with the moon's rise, made Syndra long for some hot chocolate. The delicious drink would do well to keep her warm as the cool night's breeze came rolling over her skin. Syndra looked to the white shoreline below to see a lone black dot beneath her. Karma was waiting and ready for her. Straightening her posture, Syndra slowly descended to the Ionian on the beach.
"You know this is one reason I have not destroyed this place in all my years of living here," Syndra's beautiful voice echoed over the quiet waves hitting the shore. She was floating about five feet behind Karma and giving the older woman an observant eye.
"It is quite the sight to behold every time the Sun sets. It makes me wonder if the Moon lets him give one last glimpse of his beauty so we mortals are comforted."
Syndra was surprised and amused by such curious thinking. She had never expected the Ionian meditating before her to truly listen to either Radiant Dawn's or the Scorn of the Moon's faithful preaching of their beloved "parents." Then again, Syndra knew nearly nothing of Karma. She was Ionian, and that meant Syndra had never bothered. The earlier events of Syndra meeting the Judicator popped into her head. Syndra had initially thought to be hostile towards the angel, but was shocked when Kayle was so friendly. That shock, combined with the fact that Kayle had healed her migraine and had caught her from falling twice, had forged a respect for the woman in Syndra. And that respect had not gone unreciprocated. They had become very quick friends, and Syndra did not have many of those.
Pushing her thoughts aside for now, Syndra looked out to the sea. As soon as she did, she saw the looming fog of the Shadow Isles' dark magic slowly approaching Ionia. The fog began to sport a sickly green glow as the light of the sun finally faded from view. The moonlight did not help the fog's eerie feeling either. There was clear danger from the fog, and Syndra did not like it one bit.
"You have showed me you can keep your end of the bargain, Enlightened One, so I will keep my end now. Stand behind me and do not do anything stupid. I would also warn you to shield yourself from my magic. What I am about to do could make you sick to your stomach if you are close, and it could even kill if you're too weak."
Syndra gave Karma no time to respond. The arcane magic began to swell into Syndra as she glided forward. As the sound of the shore mixed with the hum of magic in the air, Karma brought up a shield to cover herself. Syndra wasn't kidding; Karma could already feel tinges of nausea. The amount of magic Syndra was pulling to her was turning her aura—which was invisible for normal people—visible. Syndra's aura was normally purple, but now it was turning a much darker violet. Karma finally understood why she was called the "Dark" Sovereign. Her magic was so dense when it became visible that it turned nearly black as it drew closer to her skin. It was a truly spectacular thing.
Magic was a fickle thing when you really got down to it. Magic was stubborn, unruly, and not easily controlled. To truly master magic, to control and wield it freely, you had to practice it every day. Willpower was a very strong influence on the use of magic as well. To force magical energy to do as you wished required will to match the arcane power you summoned. From what Karma knew about Syndra, she was one of the most powerful mages in all of Runeterra, and her willpower was probably on the same level.
Karma's thoughts abruptly halted as the arcane power in the air swelled to levels that not even Karma could stand. Falling to her knees and barely staying conscious, she forced even more power to her shield. The air around them buzzed loudly now, and violet crackles of lightning shot off Syndra. She looked like an overcharged hex-tech core. While an outsider might be worried, all Karma could do was gape with pure respect for Syndra. This level of magic was beyond even a master mage. It was unimaginable to Karma. She felt honored to be a witness to such a sight.
Syndra could feel Karma's stare on her back. Syndra could feel a lot of things, actually. Magic was funny like that. When Syndra called upon powers of this magnitude, all of her senses became oppressively heightened. On top of that, the ecstasy of the power coursing through her body made Syndra let out a slight moan. Syndra loved all of this. She loved the feeling of the power. She loved the almost too sensitive senses. She loved being powerful, and that was exactly how she felt. In maniacal laughter fit to a crazed person, Syndra raised her hand. With a graceful sweeping motion, Syndra released a torrential wave of magic. It glided over the ocean in an almost silent movement. The vibration of the magic rippled the calm waters below it. As the magic collided with the fog, an almost deafening wail rose into the air. At first, the fog stopped the magic—but not for long. In the blink of an eye, the fog began to be pushed back. It collapsed in on itself as the wave of magic tore into it. Syndra laughed loudly at the horrific sounds coming from the fog. Raising her left hand into the air, she forced all of the fog to collect in a giant sphere.
Karma was nearly at her breaking point as Syndra began to collect the fog. The amount of arcane energy flowing from around them into Syndra made it so that not even Karma's shield was protecting her. Karma knew that if this didn't end soon, she would be exposed to an arcane overdose. The last thing she wanted was the unpredictable side effect of collecting more magic then she could control. She was trying to keep it all at bay, but the amount in the air made it impossible. There were already signs of the violet energy burning her skin. The concentration required to shield herself left Karma little chance to see what Syndra was beginning to do now.
Syndra's heart raced with adrenaline as all of the fog that had been barreling towards them was collected into a huge sphere over the ocean. She could see the horrific beings that hid inside the fog as well. Things that would be named monsters or horrors from nightmares. Closing her open palm, Syndra began crushing the fog. No sounds were heard, as the sphere of magic stopped any from leaking out. In slow, methodical fashion, Syndra poured all the magic she had collected into crushing whatever was inside her grip. To an onlooker, it would merely seem that Syndra was closing her hand very slowly, but to Syndra it was something else. She could feel the mental strain of using all this mana to squish the sphere into a smaller ball. Her head began to pound as exhaustion leaked into all of her muscles. She had to give the terrors credit. They were putting up a marvelous fight inside her sphere. The smaller the ball got, the harder it was for Syndra to shrink it further. Syndra was beginning to lose her grip on the magical connection to the sphere. Now, this won't do at all, she thought. Raising her other hand, she used it to pull in even more arcane power. She heard a yelp of pain from behind her and nearly lost concentration in a fit of laughter. Karma didn't seem to be faring well with all the arcane power Syndra was collecting.
Syndra's smile came back in a flourish as something clicked on in her head. I am the Dark Sovereign, and I will not lose to some mongrels from the Shadow Isles! Syndra decided then that if the horrors wanted to try and fight, she would make the realize how futile struggling really was. The sphere was a third smaller than it had been at the start. Then, Syndra stepped to her limit of power. Karma, who was standing behind Syndra, fainted from the sudden rush of magic that pooled in the space around Syndra. Her aura was nearly black all around her, with only the edges holding a dark purple tint. Syndra put all of her willpower into closing her partially open left hand. One last great rush of power escaped her, then a loud pop sounded as air rushed together around the sphere. Syndra had used so much force in shrinking it that it was now the size of a marble. Pulling it towards her, Syndra examined her handiwork. All that was left of the fog was dust. With a short huff, Syndra wiped the dust off her hand into the gentle breeze of the night. Her work here was done, and she was exhausted.
Karma awoke to a moonlit room. It took her just a moment to realize she had fainted during Syndra's display of power. Karma shot up into a sitting position and looked around the room. It was decorated simply, with pristine, white-cushioned furniture. The bed she was lying in had silky, navy blue sheets that clung to her half-naked body. Wait! Why am I half-naked in a room I have never been in before! Karma immediately started to panic when she realized she was only in her undergarments. No one else was in the room, so Karma slowly got out of the bed. With another quick glance at the dresser nearest to her, she saw clothing. The dresser itself was only waist high, and the clothing that laid on it was not her normal dress. It was a navy-blue kimono, much the same color as the bed covers.
Slipping into it, Karma strode towards a door that looked like the exit to the room. The hall was lowly lit, with a paper lamp at the end. It didn't take long for Karma to conclude she was in the temple of the Dark Sovereign. The décor alone gave it away. Pristine white walls with beautiful paintings lining them to add color. A dark walnut floor with some soft rugs here and there. Again, Karma was taken aback by the beautiful but simple design of the temple. From what she could recall, Syndra must have redone almost every part of it. Karma had never been in the temple before the Sovereign ripped it from the earth, but she had seen drawings of it. None of the drawings were like this. They all made the temple looked old and out of date. Now, though, now it's modern and stylish. Syndra must have spent quite a lot of money on all this. Speaking of Syndra, she thought. With a quick glance in either direction, Karma set off to find the Sovereign. As she strode through the temple, she quietly called Syndra's name.
After passing through almost the entire third floor, she found Syndra's master bedroom. With a deep breath to calm her nerves, Karma knocked on the door. As her knuckles touched the wood, it swung open silently. Karma guessed that Syndra had heard her approaching. As Karma walked into the room, the only light she had was the soft glow of the hallway. Is Syndra even in here? Karma took a few steps in and saw that the room itself was huge. The room was almost four times larger than the room she had woke up in, and she had thought that room was big. The bed was set across the room, in the middle of the wall. Flanking it on both sides were rows of bookshelves, all filled to the brim with books. In the right corner, she saw a lounge chair with a full set of furniture ranging from a couch to arm chair. On the left side, she found another set of furniture. This time, though, it was composed of a square group of comfy-looking couches and a dark walnut coffee table. The floor was all hardwood, just like the hallways, and the furniture was a light purple. She slowly walked into the large space and glanced to her immediate left. There was a workbench that appeared to be in constant use for woodcarving. It had a few pieces on it that looked like they were nearly done, ranging from indigenous creatures of Ionia to a dragon. Trying not to be too nosy, Karma looked to the right and saw a sewing table and a work table that took up most the corner. There were multiple dummies for modeling clothes and what looked like kimonos lightly hanging on their frames. Looking at her own, Karma realized that Syndra had probably made the kimono she was wearing. A smile of respect grew on Karma's face as she looked at the master bed itself. The room was spacious, but the canopy bed attracted almost all the attention of the room. The bed had dark violet covers, and a black curtain draped around it. The dark walnut frame had etchings of silver all along the wood. Its design was stunning, and the bed no doubt cost a small fortune. Since she couldn't see inside the canopy of the bed, Karma walked up to the right of it. She couldn't hear anything, so she had to open it to see if Syndra was in the bed.
As she pulled back the curtain, she noticed that the inside was nearly pitch black. No wonder Syndra picked these colors. Almost no the light from the moon or hallway shone through. The only option Karma had was to feel around. As she did, her fingers lightly brushed a bump in the silky material. Karma's breath caught in her throat as there was a shift of movement. Then, a hand rushed out, clasping Karma's wrist and pulling her towards the person in the bed. With a yelp of surprise, Karma fell into the soft bed as Syndra straddled her. All Karma could do was take a deep breath, and that let her know what was wrong immediately. Syndra smelled like lavender and vanilla. But she also smelled strongly of alcohol, so much so that Karma coughed at the strength of the smell.
"You know Karma, the last person who ended up in this bed with me didn't come out until a day later." Syndra's voice was a purr against Karma's ear as her hands groped at Karma's thighs.
"Wow, your thighs are really, really smooth. No wonder Ahri wants to get you into a bed."
"What!? Wait, Sovereign. Wait what are you doing?" Karma yelped as Syndra's hand glided further up the kimono to Karma's ass. Karma had no idea what to do. She knew Syndra was drunk, but she was already pinned underneath the woman, and struggling didn't seem to be helping any.
"Wow Karma, my god your skin feels amazing against mine. I'm so glad I get to beat Ahri to this. Even though you're Ionian, I've always been interested in feeling this smooth-looking skin of your squirm beneath me."
Syndra slowly leaned down to kiss Karma. Syndra knew she probably shouldn't be doing this, but what the hell. Why not? She had exhausted herself not but four hours ago in helping the woman. Why not have a bit of fun with the dark-skinned beauty while she could? As they kissed Syndra, tasted a rich green tea against the other woman's lips. She must drink a lot of it to make her lips taste like it. Below Syndra, Karma let out a soft moan of enjoyment as the Sovereign kissed her. Though Karma didn't really want to do this with Syndra, she couldn't deny that the other woman's lips tasted like red velvet cake and fruity drinks. Syndra smiled against Karma's lips at her response. She began pulling apart the navy kimono she had left for the woman. Underneath it, she felt the smooth skin of Karma's breasts rub against her hands. Sliding eager hands behind Karma, Syndra unclipped the bra that was getting in her way now.
"Wait! Stop, Syndra! You are drunk and this is not right." Karma suddenly snapped out of the pleasure of their kissing and pushed both her hands against the other woman's shoulders. With a bit of effort, she managed to break their lips apart. Syndra began to pout at Karma below.
"Awww, why are you trying to ruin the fun? You know you liked that kiss."
"I liked the kiss, yes, but you are drunk. Plus, I thought you hated Ionians!"
"I don't hate all Ionians... I mean for example I like Zed, Ahri, Yasuo, Lee Sin, and sometimes even Soraka isn't too bad. Also. Just because I've had some alcohol does not mean I'm drunk. And if you liked the kiss, we should continue with what I started!" Syndra's voice was quiet but commanding towards the end. Karma had no idea what to do. Yes, she was an Elder, but Syndra was a really good kisser. It's not like I'm straight either, Karma thought. As she thought about it, Karma realized that she did want to become friends with Syndra. The woman on top of her was smart and may even be kind. After all, she had brought Karma up here when she was unconscious and even given her some clothes for when she woke up. Wait, where did my dress go?
"What happened to my clothes? When I woke up, I was half-naked."
"Well your dress had sand all over it, and I like my house clean so I took it off you. Then I put you in one of my many guest bedrooms, and gave you clothes for when you woke up."
"So you stripped me?"
"Yeah, and let me tell you. You have some really smooth skin."
"You even groped me while I was unconscious?"
Syndra rolled her eyes and huffed out a boozey-smelling breath. She knew that this would come up eventually, but she was way to horny right now to care. That's when she got an idea. Sitting up, she reached behind her back and unhooked her own bra. Throwing it off herself and onto the floor, she looked down at Karma as seductively as she could. Thankfully, she had Ahri to teach her all sorts of useful tools for this kind of fun.
"Yeah I did, and now I'm going to make sure I get to hear you scream in pleasure." With that, Syndra pounced. Placing a hungry kiss on Karma's lips, Syndra stripped the dark-skinned woman of the kimono. She didn't leave Karma a chance to recover and started to massage the perky breasts that were now exposed. Syndra's sudden action earned her plenty of moans from Karma. That only added fuel to the fire as Syndra moved one of her hands downwards.
Karma gasped as fingers expertly massaged her clit. Syndra knew what she as doing, and Karma was barely getting chances to breathe between the kissing. Syndra slowly worked on the outside of Karma's womanhood, until Karma had to grab at the sheets with frantic hands. Karma was trying to get a grip on something because she was experiencing pleasure like nothing before. Syndra took this chance to seize full control, and slipped Karma's panties right off her hips in one smooth motion. As Syndra broke off the kissing, she planted more on her way down. As she got to Karma's core, Syndra felt the other woman's hands slip into her hair. Soon after, a whispered plea to not stop hung in the air. Syndra couldn't help but smile devilishly as Karma moaned for Syndra to do something quickly.
Leaning in, Syndra lapped her tongue along the soft lips of Karma's pussy. She tasted heavenly, and there were already juices flowing out. Lifting one hand Syndra slipped in a finger to begin slowly pushing it and then pulling it out. Karma's sudden scream of Syndra's name made her drive in a second finger. With quick licks on Karma's clit and the two fingers, Syndra gripped the woman's ass with her free hand to keep the prize right in front of her. She didn't have to worry because Karma had both her hands in Syndra's hair, and wasn't letting her go anywhere. Syndra kept it up as Karma's moans of pleasure came more quickly, and with more desire for release behind them. Karma tasted bitter and sweet under Syndra, satisfying her. When Karma began arching her back in the throes of pleasure, Syndra picked up the pace of her two fingers. She was eager to push Karma over the edge and to watch the results. As her pace quickened, she could tell Karma was right on the edge. Then, she decided to try something different. With a quick motion, she nipped at Karma's swollen and sensitive clit, and that was all it took for Karma to go plunging into pure ecstasy. In a scream of Syndra's name, Karma was riding out the last aftershocks of her orgasm on Syndra's tongue. Syndra lapped up all the juices that were flowing from Karma as she sank lazily back onto Syndra's bed.
Climbing back up her conquest, Syndra cuddled up next to the panting woman. Wrapping her arms around Karma's waist, Syndra pulled the covers of the bed up over them with her magic. Karma started to say something, but Syndra reached up her hand and shushed the woman.
"Go to sleep. We can talk more in the morning. I am exhausted." And with that, they both drifted into blissful sleep for the rest of the night.
P.S This chapter had about 1000 words extra for the sex scene. Hope you enjoyed!
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