It had been two months since Tryn had left Aatrox badly wounded at the camp and left. Since that night, the warrior had run until her legs couldn't take her anymore and had fell asleep somewhere, wrapped with rugs and a blanket which brought her to tears, a blanket still with Aatrox' scent to it. But she couldn't go back. She felt her whole life was an endless loop. How many times would the Darkin still ruin her happiness. For how hard it had been, she loved him despite the crimes he committed and yet, he had been so selfish. After telling her about Feylin and Kayle, how could he expected for her to bare his... their child. How could he be so coldblooded he would risk their child' safety for the desire to have another Darkin in this world?
Sulking, she fell asleep that night scared like never before for the first time... However, as the days had turned into weeks and the weeks into months, Tryn's loneliness had only become worse. She was alone. She had always been alone. When Aatrox killed her clan, even if only now she understood she couldn't actually blame him for the massacre although the fact he was in the battle had a major importance for the side he supported.
She had lost her husband, been raped by Aatrox and enjoyed, and then fully allowed the creature to take control of her body and do as he pleased breeding her. She thought about Feylin and somehow, the two were able to speak in dreams. Wonderful and peaceful dreams... that only fuelled the hollow in her heart when she was awake. She was jealous of what Aatrox and Feylin had. And she knew she had ruined it. In her exile she actually forgave him for killing Ashe and the rape didn't bugged her more for the fact their first time haven't been as she long desired. And her second time had been a back and forward between her and Fey taking control of her body, reason why she had shutdown Fey from her thoughts for the last weeks. She was alone, now and forever!
Aatrox had been grateful Morgana was there by the time he got injured, even if he still cursed and blamed such actions on the Fallen Angel. Morgana had also lost some blood but still, feeling in debt with him, she allowed herself to be wounded by his sword to speed the process. Both had an awful night but by the morning, Aatrox's body had healed mostly and the Darkin could share his own blood to fully heal Morgana, which had been first impaled by Kayle's weapon only to then have one forth of her blood sucked by Aatrox's blade. In truth, if she wasn't an angel anyone offering such treatment would had died and it had been the only reason Aatrox accept it. Non the less both were still week so the Darkin accepted her company for the next couple of weeks, remaining hidden by the Darkin's aura. Mount Targon was a place of legends and myths, sacred ground. Luckily for them, even if the idea they could go crossed Kayle's mind or she found such information, the winged angel would have few to no luck finding Tryn or them.
"How will you find her?" Morgana asked as they reached Targon.
"I can feel her if I get close. We are linked due the blood that runs in her veins." He spoke with a methodic voice.
"But...?" She gazed at him.
"She is not ready. I... I shall respect her decision..." it pained him say such words and the angel understood. Aatrox had changed drastically, since Kayle first killed Fey to when he and Tryn had made love. "She can find me if she wishes. And where are you going?" He turned to Morgana.
"Then I will remain near. Until the child is born and safe. Look at me as... her guardian angel." She said with a light huff for saying such words, so different from what she really was. Aatrox however laughed, causing a death glare. "It's not funny! I am no such thing..."
"You are!" He winked playfully and surprised her with a hug she took a while to return. "Thank you, Morgana. Just be careful for my blood to not drive you crazy with a rageful desire to fight me." He joked.
"You think yourself so above. Your blood has no effect on angels. And besides, I am already corrupted with Darkin essence... since that time." She tried to choose her words well, knowing that regardless the situation he would always feel alone due such memory. "Farewell, Aatrox." The Fallen spreaded her wings and flew.
"Farewell, Morgana." He replied and then resumed his path, walking.
She could feel Aatrox near. All the loneliness... she had asked him not to follow him but she realized she could sense the Darkin the more her pregnancy advanced. But he wasn't going to her. Was he only watching over and respecting her decision? That enraged her. She really missed him and here he was, and yet... One day she decided to step forward to where he was, climbing a few miles up the mountain to the cave she knew he would be. Stepping inside, she slowly called out for him
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"Come out, Aatrox. I know you are here."
"I don't wish to fight." He replied while slowly stepping out of the shadows, wings folded. The sword was pierced on the back of the cave, letting out a soft glow. "If you want, kill me. I just want to make sure you are safe."
Tryn huffed and looked at him with a faint blush. Her belly was slight swollen as she was pregnant with two weeks now. Looking at her, Aatrox couldn't help but smile as he slowly spreaded his wings and dared approach.
"You look gorgeous!"
The honesty of his words made Tryn blush madly red as she tried to hide her face and gulped lightly, leaning and moving forward to hug him as well.
"Idiot..." She buried her face in his chest, inhaling deeply. She had missed this.
"I will keep you safe. Both of you! I swear it over my blood and life!" He spoke, arms tightly wrapped around him.
"I know." She whispered and leaned to pecks his lips lovely before take one of his hands and take it to her abdomen, her cheeks red like blood. "Can you feel it?" She asked with a motherly voice.
"I can..." The tremor of his voice called her attention.
Looking up she realized he was in tears and once more realized the 'beast', the 'demon' had a heart. Lonely as she had felt after her two months in exile, Tryn leaned and cupped his cheeks, kissing him deeply.
"It is me, this time. Tryn." She spoke, almost afraid he didn't loved her.
"Then I will be happy I can finally be with you, and only you." He spoke warmly and tenderly, kissing back before slowly kneel before her with a laughter and kissed her belly. "Our child..." Aatrox slowly moved to stood up but Tryn's hands prevented him.
"I want to be with you." She almost said with a husky voice. "I... I need you, demon." She said with a smile.
Nodding he slowly rubbed her waist and belly, leaning to start kissing around her navel and looked up, hands rubbing her sides for several seconds until he began undoing her pants.
"You know, you should wear something to protect your belly from the cold." He said softly.
"Yes. I thought about that but I'm still not used to having my abdomen covered like that." She blushed before brush his hair. "Perhaps... I could use your wings as protection during the night. And just have a layer of pelts."
"Sounds lovely." He spoke, admiring her belly. Taking her hands in his he slowly helped her lay down by him and, unlike the other times, slowly caressed and showered her skin from her to chest with kisses, his hands moving just as slow while he gently stripped her naked at same time she did the same with him, undoing the straps of his armor and pulling his pants down.
After several minutes of affection, showering the other with kisses, Tryn and Aatrox finally laid own naked. Breathing slowly, he slowly moving over her and kisses from her lips down in a straight line, stopping to nuzzle and nibble at her inner breasts just as gently. Tryn moaned softly, arching her back as she grasped his hair firmly, looking up lustfully and with love, trailing his fingers across his hair like if they were claws and said in a low whisper.
"Make love with me..." She asked.
As reply, the Darkin slowly moved both hands to fondle and cup her breasts from bellow, giving them a gentle squeeze before massage and squeeze them together, even as if to try squeeze his lover's mounds between his fingers. His hot and heavy breathing caressing her skin and sensitive nipples; teeth scrapping along the right nipple as he gave it a tender but firm nibble from the base up. Her body was more sensitive and Tryn flushed reder at the thought of pouring milk into Aatrox's mouth as he moved onto the other and rolled his tongue seductively around it, sucking on her gently but like a baby, trapping the left nipple between his lips with the teeth slightly touching the tip of it.
"Troxy..." She moaned softly, a smile forming on the Darkin's lip while she pulled on his hair. "If you keep...~aaah!-Sucking... like that...~mmmm I-I will..." She gasped, arching her body as if a jolt had hit her while he suddenly groped her breasts roughly and moved to straddle her, raising his hips to not sit over her belly and pinched both hard nipples, his claws making enough pressure as he tugged and pulled them with a mischievous grin. "I don't know... if I have...~mmm-m-milk o~oohhh-ooorrrr no~oooh~not" She panted as he flicked them and just kept pulling harder, continuing moaning despite any pain she would feel.
"Then feed your bigger baby." He joked and slapped her breasts before resume squeezing and massaging her breasts, shaking them in all directions and then pulling and pinching her nipples once more, leaning to bite on the skin around the areola while kissing it.
"T-tease...~" She panted before slowly move one hand down along his body, legs paring slightly in sync as they moved like one. "Mmmmm~so good..." She closed her eyes, bucking her hips slightly to the knee Aatrox brought between her legs to rub against her slit and clit while her hand grasped, tugged and gently stroked his cockhead, thumb running along the base to the cockslit and back to the base.
Aatrox moaned softly before he started sucking on her nipple more firmly and was soon greeted by a high pitched moan as something sweet and tasty made contact with his tongue. Eyes widened, the Darkin sucked again, tongue lapping and rolling around as he tried to gulp audible after noticing Tryn's face was fully red. The Darkin swallowed slowly, moving one hand to pinch and play with her free nipple between index and thumb until milk was to pour as well, a mischievous spark in his eyes while he did so.
"Wha~aaaahhh!" She moaned as he milked both of her nipples at same time, working on them with teeth, tongue, lips and fingers. Tryn wrapped her arms around his head, letting go of his cock as the pleasure was too much.
In return, Aatrox continued to brush the knee against her slit while slightly humping against her right thigh, straddling the leg. Moving onto the other nipple he sucked harder, sucking like vacuum while grasping her breasts with both hands to help squeeze the milk. Under him Tryn could only squirm and shiver, moaning lewdly and louder as she bucked and arched her back, feeling the milk inside her breasts flow into the Darkin's mouth or coat her breasts. After what felt hours but was always a couple of minutes sucking without pauses, Aatrox finally let go of her with a loud pop and licked her breasts and nipples clean of any drop of milk that had escaped his lips, leaning his head to let her see he had swallowed it and then licked his fingers clean.
"Delicious~!" He cooed.
"M-maybe next time... you can let me taste some...?" She looked at her, cheeks still as red like never.
He smirked like a child receiving a treat and nodded.
"Next time..." He moved down and spreaded her legs, suddenly diving for her femalehood and pressed lips, giving her a soft kiss before inhaling deeply, lips parted as he breathed against her slit while licking her. For Tryn it was almost too much tease and foreplay, she wasn't used to this. Arching her back her hands grasped his hair firmly but made no effort to pull him away.
"Are you...~mmm!-Going to fuck me...~nnggghh... or what~?" She shivered.
"Or what..." He whispered and gave her a firm but gentle bite, causing a squirm, moan and hips bucking. Using his strong hands to keep her pinned he then parted lips, licking across her labia and sucked the vulva, nose rubbing her clit while arms wrapped around her thighs as slow as one could physically go to tease the other, claws scratching her skin.
"Mmmm~!" She moaned more, feeling every touch and kiss he gave was carried with passion.
His lips parted as he latched to her vagina, teeth scrapping the labia as he sucked onto her vulva and moved the tongue to curl underneath her clit, slowly starting to spell the alphabet several times until she would understand the message and then the words 'sex', 'mine' and 'yours'.
"Yes~!-Mmmm~nngggghhh!" She moaned and bucked her lips, pressing his head against her femalehood while panting, grinding against his face as that Darkin tongue slithered deeper, lapping eagerly against her inner walls with eagerness. "G-good... Troxy..." She panted teasingly, giggling in between moans.
"Aaaaaahhhhh~!" The words made him blush as he kept giving her an eager and deep cunnilingus, tongue moving around like a snake trying to break free as he breathed hotly and heavily, pushing the long tongue pass her g-spot straight to her floodgates, causing Tryn's body to convulse as she clenched hard and almost orgasmed, moaning louder. But she was fighting to it.
"N-not... yet please~mmm~!-M-make lo...ve with~aaaahhh... make love with me... together~mmmm!" She panted and he understood, pulling back with lips wet from her moisture, Aatrox licked them while rubbing her thighs and slowly rolled her onto one side.
"I love you, Tryndy!" He spoke while slowly roaming his hands over her body, giving her buttocks a gentle and brief grope.
"I love you too, Troxy!" She replied, looking at hi with passion as he laid behind her, on his side. "C-careful..." She moaned, the simple warmth of his touch as he lifted her leg enough to send shivers crawling up and down her spine.
"I know." He spoke, slowly pressing the cockhead against her slit and slowly grinded, feeling it move across her labia, parting it as he breathed against her neck and nibbled her shoulder. "When you are ready." Aatrox swallowed and moaned softly as she faced him for a kiss.
"Now..." She spoke with all of her heart into the kiss he gladly deepened and shared, his tongue poking her lips and asking passage.
His hips moved and her aroused and swollen red lower lips parted easily for his cock like the perfect fit it was. A long passionate muffled moan flew between their mouths as they hold lips together with emotion and feeling. Once he felt the resistance from her cervix he backed, slowly moving only half way and back inside, moaning more while cupping her cheek, the other hand protectively wrapped between her chest and swollen belly. Her hand laid over his as she slowly rotated and wiggled her hips backward, letting her own canal clamp naturally, moaning softly as they moved like that slow, slowly picking up the pace but not taking it to a senseless pounding. Each time his cockhead hit her floodgates, brushing against the g-spot in both directions, Tryn squirmed and clamped harder, panting more while she felt his hot breathe against her ear and neck, his teeth teasingly nibbling her skin and that tongue running across jaw, from under her chin to the earlobe.
"Aatrox..." She moaned.
"Tryn..." He panted, feeling the pressure build under the base and slowly lifting her leg a bit, spreading her slit more as he bucked faster, sending soft impact waves over her body as she squirmed and moaned.
Her nectars coated his cock and almost immediately he gave a harder thrust before come to a full stop, filling his cock throbbing inside her and begin releasing its load, hot and orgasmic, fuelling the intensity of her orgasm as she squirmed in his grasp. Panting, they stopped moments later. Aatrox slowly slided out of her and rolled her onto her back, leaning over to peck her lips, the closest wing moving to cover her like a blanket.
"Did you enjoyed it?" He asked.
"Every moment." She spoke and hugged him, sighing happily and snuggled in his arms.
Smiling, Aatrox hummed as he too closed his eyes, his aura growing. He would keep her safe. Never again he would lose the one he loved. Tryn sighed happily, arms around his waist. She was glad he had come after her and their son. Never again she would let nothing take them apart.
Never again...
"Targon, are you sure?" Kayle asked as she stared down at Darius.
"Yes!" He spat at the ground, rolling his tongue inside the mouth. "At least that's what it was in the map Tryn stole. And what I told Morgana."
"Then Targon it is. I can't kill them yet..." She looked at him. "I honestly didn't expected you from all people to help me, Executioner." The Justicator, the Council's favourite, still didn't trusted him.
"He humiliated me!" Darius almost growled, standing up as he spinned his arms. "Besides, I have a favour to return."
Kayle had lost track of Morgana and, knowing she only had seven months remaining, she had become desperate to find a clue. Fortunately for her Darius wasn't anything but stupid and the fact Swain had mobilized the best warriors to try aid the Fallen Angel regarding Aatrox had reached his ears. However Morgana had hid herself even from them as she knew the Darkin's regained sense of honor would make him aid those who helped him. Darius knew that as well, understanding the double cross regarding Swain's original plans the Fallen was performing. His wounds from Aatrox's battle weren't still fully healed as he was supposed to be out of fight for several months due the wound the Darkin had inflicted on his knee. Luckily for him he had been found by Kayle to be questioned regarding any intel he had gave Morgana, the noxian being the last one to had meet Aatrox. Now fully healed, Darius gladly provided the same information Morgana had forced from him in a less pleasant way and the fire for vengeance burned in his eyes.
"So, Aatrox for you; Tryn and the child for me!" Kayle said.
"Yes! And what about Morgana? If she's with him..."
"Do not worry about is, dear." Her voice was twisted. "She knows being near will place Aatrox in risk because I can more easily find her. Altough I am sure we might find her in Targon as well. We just need our allies. Swain and the others won't be any help for us and Tryn will be unable to battle after giving birth. You handle Aatrox and I will take care of my sister!" She spoke calmly.
"Sounds good!" He looked at her. "You sure you can do it? If things go wrong, to protect me from him?" Despite all, the Executioner knew fully well the danger Aatrox was. Even if their battle had caught him by surprise, the other' skill was far superior.
"Do not worry. You will have your revenge! Never again we shall fail. After he's dead I will aid you to become a Darkin yourself. That should give you control over Noxus and have your revenge against Swain as well." Kayle shrugged.
"Good!" The black haired warrior smiled and raised the axe. "To Targon!" Leaping on the horse, Darius left in a hurray as Kayle smiled and looked over her shoulder. Allying herself with Noxus, give the circumstances it was necessary. And making Darius a Darkin would keep the fragile balance.
Never again the Prophecy would be a danger!
Never again would Morgana be in her way!
Never again...