So before you turn away now, the Veigar in this story is genderbent and so is female. I'm personally a big fan of r63 stuff and so was my partner for this one so I was pretty excited to do it. For some pictures of this, I recomend checking out an artist called Bandlebro as they do a really good r63 Veigar as well as other things. Other than that, enjoy the story!
Yuji
Infiltrating Bandle City was fairly easy for Ezreal, specially with Tristana's aid. Being part of the town's military, she gave him access to a blueprint of its sewer system. Convincing her to do so was the tough part, he was forced to give the yordle information about his quest, which he usually never gave up so easily. He told her about the abandoned mansion sitting inside the city walls and the powerful artifact that laid inside it. Tristana knew the building, but only from a certain distance. It was an old rumor in Bandle City that the manor was haunted, once residence of a powerful but vile witch. Once the explorer told her what would happen if the artifact fell on the wrong hands, Tristana agreed to help him in.
Their sewer system was surprisingly well built and Ezreal was happy to know that he wouldn't have to swim his way through yordle shit. With the arcane light of his gauntlet lighting the way, he headed towards the tunnel that would lead him to the mansion's well.
Climbing up the stone walls, he broke the wooden planks off the well's opening and found himself on an obviously abandoned garden. Ezreal ducked and sneaked through the dense vegetation towards the residence itself, reaching a window to find it was not locked. Once inside, he immediately noticed how rich and glamorous its interior was, even through all the rubble and dust. He knew that the chances of someone being there with him were probably none, so he kept his guard lower than usual, focusing more in admiring the old architecture and decoration he was so fond of.
After scouting some abandoned rooms, Ezreal came to the stairs that lead to the second floor and decided to climb them, reaching a door that lead to a large bedroom. Seeing the yordle-sized double bed and several bookshelves around a low desk, he assumed this was the witch's bedroom, the artifact probably stored somewhere in her personal library.
Excited by the prospect of discovery, Ezreal walked towards the bookshelves and began searching them, his eagerness making him relatively oblivious of his surroundings and of any possible threat.
"Blast that cursed Witch and her barriers! It should be mine by now, mine!" Veigar yelled as she circled the mansion, throwing another spell at the barrier that surrounded it. The Witch that onced lived here may have long left this world, but magic had an annoying habit of persisting. While the ramshackle appearance and rumours were enough to keep all but the most foolhardy and risk taking of yordles away from this place, it was the barrier created by the witch herself that prevented the Master of Evil's entrance. She had spent the past week attempting to break the barricade once she had discovered the artifact inside could accelerate her plans to destroy Bandle City, and cracks were finally starting to show. As powerful a mage as she once was, nothing could stand between Veigar and her goal for too long.
With a final cry, she called down another blast from the sky, aiming it at the weak point she had created in the barrier. With a sound like cracking glass, she saw streaks of energy run around the previously invisible dome surrounding the house, before shattering, the pieces fading into nothing. She laughed, a high pitched cry that echoed across the deserted hill. She was finally in, and there was no-one left to get between her and her prize.
The sudden thunder-like sound immediately startled Ezreal, making him jump away from the shelves and ready his gauntlet for combat. The sky is clear tonight. This is no storm. Not sure whether the attack came from the exterior or from inside the manor, Ezreal's first instinct was to arcane-shift through the balcony and get the hell out of this place without looking back. But he was immediately reminded of his objective there as the slight tremor from the thunder shook the furniture and made a heavy metal object fall from atop a bookshelf.
Looking down at it he could see a large metal box laying on the wooden floor, revealed by the blueish moonlight that crept through the old curtains. His mind was still in conflict, but ultimately had decided to go for what he came for. Practically lunging at it, he picked the small chest, that revealed itself to be pretty heavy and rested it on the wooden desk.
Quickly enough, Ezreal found out that it was locked, his hands hurrying to his pockets and trying to find his lock picking kit. When the explored finally managed to find his equipment, he heard faint footsteps coming and his heart skipped a beat. Fearing for the worse, Ezreal, in a desperate attempt, dropped his picks and charged an arcane bolt from his gauntlet. A concentrated blast of arcane magic was shot straight into the metal lock but it did not open, only pushed the box backwards with the impact. "Shit!", he muttered, charging another bolt, this time a with a little more strength to it. The second, third and fourth attempt were completely useless, and now the footsteps were just outside the room. Once again, Ezreal's heart skipped a beat.
Veigar took no time in rushing her way into the mansion, kicking open the door and crossing the threshold like she owned the place. Assuming the witch was anything like herself, (and that after all, was a big assumption to assume anyone was like the Dark Mage), she assumed that she would of kept her signet ring in her own quarters. While being a very rare and certainly valuable piece of jewelry in its own right, Veigar didn't seek it in order to improve her appearance. The Witch that onced lived here was a powerful Geo-Mage, a master of manipulating the earth and even gravity to a certain degree, and her ring was the source of her power, much like Veigar's staff and gauntlet. With such a powerful weapon, she could surely bring Bandle City to its knees.
She hopped up the steps slowly, pausing as she heard fumbling in the room beyond. "Some daredevil children, taking bets on who could stay the longest in the haunted mansion?" If it was they were certainly brave to stay through all the noise of the barrier breaking. That, or scared out of their minds. She laughed again, drawing closer to the source of the noise and what assumed she assumed to be the bedroom of the former Mage.
Suddenly she heard blasts of energy, and cursing on the other side of the door, causing her to step back slightly and grip her staff. These were certainly no kids. Unsure what to expect behind the door, she prepared her snaring magic, deciding not to just blast whoever had the misfortune of being here at the wrong time. She didn't want to hurt the ring after all, destroying such a powerful artifact would surely cause untold havoc on the nearby area-
Maybe that was a good idea for another day….
For now she grinned, slamming the door open and immediately creating a wall of paralysing energy across the room. She heard a faint grunt, and stepped inside to find a young blonde boy caught in her snare, struggling weakly as his arcane gauntlet glowed brightly in the darkness of the well furnished room. Behind him, a slightly singed and ornate box stood on the table, the markings engraved on it belonging to the former resident of the house.
"My my, the prodigal explorer himself! I don't suppose you came all the way from Piltover to help me search a dusty old room did you?" She laughed slightly, wandering around him as she picked up the box on the table. "Though I must say, you certainly did a good job at it."
As soon as he heard the door bursting open he raised his hand to shoot at the invader, whoever they were, but found himself unable to move, completely stuck in in position, his facial muscles and eyes the only parts of his body he could move. When the dust settled, he managed to see who his attacker were, and recognized her. The Master of Evil, Veigar, who he had seen many times fighting in Summoner's Rift or around the Institute of War.
"Veigar!", he said, clearly startled by the rapid succession of events that immobilized him. "What are you doing here?!"
He uselessly fought against his bindings as Veigar approached him, walking through her static field unfazed, a malicious grin on her face. He could only watch as she leisurely came closer and picked up the box, the moonlight and the faint glimmer of his gauntlet reflecting on her curvaceous yordle body.
"What is going on here? G-gah! Are you letting me down or what?!", he said, still trying to break free.
"Hmm, I see, you do appear to be in a bit of a bind now don't you?" She laughed again, her metal gauntlet tracing over his face as she examined his cute boyish features. "I'm sure I'm here for the same reason that you are, this precious little box. Do you even know what is inside Ezreal?" She asked condescendingly, holding it out in front of him as she watched him continue to struggle. Not waiting for a response, she held the box in her gauntlet, channeling some magical energy as the sound of locks whirled inside before clicking open, revealing a large silver and gold ring inside.
"Rather tacky for my tastes, but if it works who am I to judge?"
Ezreal suddenly realized the gravity of the situation he was in and calmed down, going for plan B. "Veigar... You know I can't let you walk away with that.", he said, his tone and breathing now a lot calmer, "If you would please just release me and give me back the ring I promise I won't tell anyone at the Institute that you are working on your evil plans again.". As if she had ever stopped.
"Oh is that so? What makes you think you are in a situation to demand anything from me little Explorer? It seems to me that at this current moment, I have you at my mercy." She grinned, looking at the explorer as she slowly slipped the ring onto her finger, causing a low rumble in the ground beneath them as the magic within it stirred for the first time in half a century.
Oh fuck. Not good.
"Hey now, whoa!", Ezreal blurted out, "No need to do anything we will regret later, Ms. Veigar! I'm sure we can work out a deal." Ezreal's momentary calm disappeared and his face displayed a desperate awkward smile.
"A deal?" She asked curiously, turning to face him once again. "Since you were so kind to help me find this I suppose I will listen to you, what is it that you had in mind?" Her head tilted to the side slightly as she looked up at him, twirling her staff idly in her hand as she waited for his response.
"Uh... Anything really.", seeing that powerful relic around Veigar's finger was getting Ezreal desperate, specially with the whole terrain slightly rumbling around them. "I'll do anything you want me to do, just please, take that ring off. You have no idea how dangerous it can be!".
He was pretty sure she knew exactly how dangerous it could be, but he had to try something, anything.
"Hmm, anything I want huh?" Noticing the rumbling she slipped the ring off for a moment, placing it in the box before putting it into the pocket of her robe. With a quick wave of her gauntlet the barrier was dispelled, allowing Ezreal to move again. Slowly Veigar walked over to a nearby chair, sitting down on it and giving the explorer a devilish smile. "Perhaps if a cute thing like you can please me, I'll consider not using this ring to destroy the City~, unless you'd rather leave that is..." She gestured towards the open door.
As soon as the static field was dispelled, Ezreal fell down on the wooden floor, his muscles sore but at last relieved. He couldn't deny, hearing her proposal actually caught his interest, after all this was not the first time he had laid his eyes on the unnaturally thick yordle. Being somehow familiar with Veigar's figure strolling around the Rift, he had already stared at her curves in several occasions. He remembered how one day he and Ekko were having one of their many discussions about the League's ladies and they came to the conclusion that the little Master of Evil was actually getting hotter over the years.
And now, on his knees and looking up at her, he could confirm it. Those thick thighs, plump ass and heavy breasts were definitely not natural to a yordle. He and his Zaunite friend had come to the conclusion that Veigar might have been using dark magic to enhance her curves, and now the explorer could see she had reached the peak of female perfection, her short stature displaying a delicious abundance of flesh.
So, when he heard the mage asking him to please her, he couldn't hold back a gasp of surprise, the sudden prospect of touching all those dark curves quickly putting his plan of snatching the box from her pocket aside.
"What do you mean… please you?", he said, measuring his words so as not to lose this opportunity.
She smiled, staring down at the explorer as his eyes roamed all over her body. She had never cared much for appearances, but she certainly wasn't oblivious to her own beauty, and if the slightly slack jawed expression on Ezreal's face was anything to go by, he certainly wasn't either.
"You certainly seem open to the idea…" She laughed softly, her gauntleted hand beckoning the Explorer closer. "I'm sure a cute little thing such as yourself would love nothing more than to get your hands all over my dark, sexy curves." Veigar winked as her hands undid the fastening on her robes, revealing yet more of her pitch black skin to the explorer, her voluptuous cleavage almost flowing over the top as she removed her hat, allowing long hair to flow forth. Her boots followed slowly, revealing her small yet captivating feet, the mage wiggling her toes idly as they were exposed to the cool air of the room.
"Why don't you come a little closer Explorer, perhaps we can find some new places for you to discover~" She smiled seductively.
Completely hypnotized by the yordle, Ezreal silently moved towards her on his hands and knees, mouth half-opened and eyes glued to her thick body. When he reached her feet, he gulped before carefully touching her calves. He was still suspicious of the mage, her offer being a little too generous for him to believe her. With measured strokes, he started massaging her feet, slowly making his way upwards. He caressed her calves, feeling her smooth dark-purple skin on his touch before reaching her plump thighs. Losing his inhibitions, his hands started groping and kneading her thick legs, feeling every inch of soft flesh she had to offer, his gaze following them and admiring it all.
"Mhmm, that's good~ Do you like my legs little Explorer? Does the smooth skin draw your attention? Almost as if they cast a spell over you?" Veigar laughed, removing her gauntlet as she ran a hand through Ezreal's messy, golden locks, smiling down on him as his own hands roamed her lower body. There was no need for magic though, her body alone was enough to spellbind the Explorer, and Veigar had few concerns about his intentions at this moment as the hand on his head slowly drew him closer.
Pausing for a moment, she allowed him to continuing caressing her legs as she removed her robe, throwing it to the side to reveal herself fully to the the young explorer. Nothing except her tight black lingerie held back her ample bosom from the Explorer's hands and eyes."Hmm, come on now, why don't you show me how much you want this then? If you'll really do anything, strip for me." Veigar commanded, looking down at Ezreal as she rested her head in her hand, smiling as she gestured at him to obey.
When the mage let her robes fall around her, Ezreal became even more dazed. Not even acknowledging her orders, he simply held onto her hips, harshly pushing her onto the wooden chair, and lunged at her cleavage. The teenager buried his head in between her supple breasts and licked away, quickly slobbering the purple valley. He proceeded to plant wet kisses all over her chest, slowly covering its surface with a sheen of his saliva.
Meanwhile his hands felt every inch of that abundant body, roaming from her legs to her breasts, wildly groping them only to rest on her crotch, where his fingers unceremoniously slipped under her laced panties and stroked her nether lips. They nervously but eagerly rubbed along her slit, making an extra pressure whenever he reached her clitoris. Ezreal's uncontrollable lust displayed not only through his unmeasured actions but also through his heavy breathing as he continued on licking and sucking on her still covered chest.
"Oof! Looks like hormones really are a powerful thing after all." Veigar gasped as she was pushed back into the chair by the eager Explorer, his hands and mouth taking advantage of as much of her dark purple skin that he could get too. She could feel a certain amount of arousal building in her too and he continued to caress her, the Mage's shocked expression at his sudden actions turning quickly to a smile as she pet his head encouragingly. Seeing him this excited already, she could only wonder how he would react once these thin pieces of clothing came away, and she didn't want to wait to find out. Pushing Ezreal back slightly, she managed to unhook her bra, tossing it to the side as her large, heavy breasts spilled forth in front of Ezreal.
"Are they as good as you imagined? I doubt you will have any will of your own left after staring at these for two long…" She laughed, letting the explorer take in the whole of her beauty as she moved her hand to trap his own in her panties, encouraging him to go further as she shook her chest provocatively, the mounds of purple flesh jiggling with her swaying and ever deepening breaths.
Being pushed back gave Ezreal the pause he needed to catch his breath and stare at her chest as the yordle undid her bra. When it finally came off of her, all the Explorer could think was how perfectly plump they were. Two heavy bags of milk hanging from her chest, topped by a pair of dark puffy nipples, their beaks already erect and begging for him to suck them.
"Holy shit...", he muttered, his saliva all around his lips. The boy lifted his free hand from her waist and reached for her left breast, groping and kneading the soft flesh in his palm before lifting it and approaching her. He latched her nipple into his eager mouth and started sucking on it. His tongue circled around her puffy areola as he hungrily and clumsily sucked, his will reminding him of a baby being breastfed.
Meanwhile, Veigar's grip on his wrist pushed him onward beneath her lingerie, and so he finally decided to penetrate her. With two fingers, the explored slowly breached her wet lips and hooked, pushing his digits against the ceiling of her tight womanhood. Building a pace, he started moving his arm back and forth, stroking the rugged skin inside of her, forcing more and more lubricants out of her pussy.
And so, with his mouth latched to her milky breast and fingers pushing in and out of her, he pleasured her like a hungry beast, his moans and groans coming out muffled by her teat. The erection constricted in his pants was now throbbing with anticipation, so, on his knees, he scooted his body closer, and found her leg between his. Wasting no time, he started humping her left calf, forcefully rubbing his volume up and down against it, seeking some sort of release.
The Mage's breathing became heavy as Ezreal's inexperienced fondling covered her body. Despite the clumsiness, it had been a long time since Veigar had felt the touch of someone else on her sensitive regions, and the joy of seeing such a cute young teen such as Ezreal completely lost in his own lust and emotions more than made up for it. His fingers were doing a fine job of getting her excited, and her buxom chest that had been aching for so long was finally finding some much needed release from the Explorer. Her attention was soon drawn to the Explorer's own crotch, grinding against her plump thigh as he knelt on top of it, desperately seeking his own release.
"You seem to be in a bit of distress there little Explorer, would you like me to help you?" Veigar smirked, her hands moving down to his pants and slowly unbuckling the belt. As they came loose, she fished his erection out from his underwear, smiling as she held his young cock in her hand, giving it a quick rub as it twitched in excitement. "My my, this must all be a little overwhelming for such a young boy like you. Having a real woman in front of you, one with real curves, one who is holding your little cock in her hand, one that could make you cum whenever she wanted." She teased, continuing to stroke his rock hard cock. She doubted it would take much to drive the boy over the edge, especially when he was already so overwhelmed by her perfect body.
The explorer broke the contact with her teat, letting a strand of spit slowly streaming along its curve. He stared down as she reached for his pants and pushed his hips a little upwards in order to ease her work. Once she was finally done, the yordle pushed his pants down and watched intently as his erection spilled forth, pulsing with eagerness. The boy already sported a manhood larger than the average, specially for someone of his age, but against the yordle-sized mage's gentle touch it felt even bigger, which excited both Champions.
"G-gah.." Ezreal moaned and bit on his lower lip as her tiny grip closed around his girth and slowly stroked him, feeling every throb of his hot, pulsing cock. As she spoke dirty to him, teasing and coaxing even more excitement out of the teenager's hormones, he prayed to any god that they wouldn't let him burst too early. Finding himself now bent over her sitting form, his face leveled with hers, he looked down at her curvaceous body, thick thighs crossed as she played with his erection, breasts swaying slightly with every stroke of her hand.
With his right hand still trapped between Veigar's crotch and the black lingerie, the explorer resumed his work on her womanhood, now using his slick digits to stimulate her clitoris, drawing circles around it and pinching the nub. His other hand held onto the back of the wooden chair behind her for support as he bent over her much smaller figure.
Seeing his face so close to her own, she could hardly help but pull him closer as her lips captured his own, forcing her tongue into her mouth as she continued to pump his large staff. Due to their natural size difference, humans were always better endowed than their yordle counterparts, but she could tell that the young boy was certainly particularly lucky with his. The Mage couldn't help but smile as she imagined how easy it would be for a cute little thing like Ezreal to pick up any girl he wanted if he was a little more confident, but for now the Explorer was all hers, and she planned to take full advantage of his exploration tools.
Breaking the kiss, she stared him straight in the eyes, demanding his full attention as her hand moved down to a crawl, her small fingers moving painfully slowly as they rubbed every inch of his throbbing erection.
"Are you ready to put this thing to a good use? Or are you already so close that just the thought of pounding my tight yordle pussy is enough to cause your to burst?" She laughed, squeezing his cock extra hard as she kept his eyes locked into her enchanting gaze, demanding an answer as his fingers continued to please her, the sound of their heavy breaths echoing across the deserted room.
When Veigar surprised him with a wet and aggressive kiss, Ezreal's knees trembled and his member pulsed in her grip, he was completely under her thumb, every little piece of him enticed and entranced by the dark mage. Her tongue forcefully invaded his mouth and sucked on his, drawing even more pleasure for the relatively inexperienced teen, he'd never been kissed like that, not even by Lux, and he loved it.
After several moments of having their tongues locked in a lewd embrace, Veigar broke the kiss, leaving the explorer wanting for more, his mouth agape, one small strand of their mixed saliva dropping down to her luscious breasts. The young boy's gaze followed it and he found his gaze hypnotized by both her tits and her playful yellow eyes. This was too much for the inexperienced teenager, who was still going through the end of his puberty, his balls already tightening in a familiar anticipation.
His fingers buried deep inside her soaking snatch and his grip on the wooden chair tightened as the yordle said those words, an image of him fucking her rushing through his mind as he stared at her thick body below him. He should've avoided such imagery, for an unexpected rush of lust washed through his body, quickly bringing the explorer over the edge.
"Veigar, wai-!", he tried to warn her, but just as she finished her provocation, her grip suddenly tightened around his thickness and a voluminous burst of cum spilled from his tip, his white cream being shot directly at her plump breasts. Ropes of his creamy seed followed the first in such a quick succession and volume that left the mage surprised. His cock throbbed madly in her grip as cum gushed from its tip towards her whole chest, soon plastering her whole torso, chest and belly, with a mess of thick cream.
As the last drops dripped down onto her crossed legs, Ezreal stared into the beautiful sight he had just caused, the white contrasting with her dark skin, but immediately regretted not having the strength to hold it in. He was terrified of having disappointed the mage, ready to beg her to give him a second chance.
"Ms. Veigar…", he panted, recovering his breath and now on his knees in front of her. "I'm so… so sorry…" He couldn't formulate a sentence, his mind still spinning, his gaze still stuck on her cum-covered body.
"Hmm, looks like it was too much for you after all…" Veigar pouted, letting go of Ezreal's chin and allowing him to sink to his knees before her, begging febly before her. "And now look, you've made my perfect body all sticky, whatever are we going to do about this now hmm?" She grinned evilly down at the boy, watching him squirm under her gaze, her large, dark breasts still bouncing with her breathing as she calmed herself slightly. Watching him helplessly cum to her body, along with his inexperienced teasing was enough to get her excited, and she wondered what else she could use her toy for now. After all, it's not like the horny teen would do anything other than obey her now….
She lifted her thick hips up slowly, sliding her sticky panties down her legs before hovering them teasingly in front of Ezreal's face, making sure to let him sniff the scent of her excitement before tossing them out of his reach. She stared down at him, still unimpressed as she folder her arms, causing her large orbs to spill over the top as his cum dripped slowly off of them.
"Seeing as you were so rude to cum without my permission, I think you've lost the right to wear any clothes, take them off now!" She commanded. After all, it wasn't fair that she was the only one here who was sitting stark naked. "Once you've done that, get back on your knees. Your pathetic cock is clearly too weak to please me at the moment, so perhaps we can find a better use for that begging mouth of yours in order to sate my lust hmmm?"
Readily obeying her demanding tone, the young explorer hastily stood up and began undressing, quickly discarding all his clothing and going back to his knees as she spread her legs for him. His body was slim but displayed some well-developed muscles, all thanks to his training and, due to his age and some genetics, he had little to none body hair.
Once down there, Ezreal rested both hands between her thick thighs and used his thumbs to slowly part her nether lips, watching as they unfolded with a wet, slick sound. Like a good little pet, he looked up at her as if asking for permission, to which she granted with a lazy wave of her hand. His tongue went for it first, pressing it wide across her slit and lapping it a couple of times, savoring the taste of her warm juices. Once she was dripping wet with his saliva, Ezreal forced his tongue in, penetrating her with he pink muscle and hungrily licking the yordle's insides.
And so the Piltovian went on, putting his mouth to work, eager to taste more and more of her. His tongue alternated between a set of erratic movements, between pushing against her inner walls, licking her labia and flicking against her clit. Hearing her moaning and feeling her breath becoming a slightly heavier, Ezreal looked up to find Veigar with her head thrown back in pleasure, meaning he was doing at least an acceptable job. The boy gathered some courage in that and slowly brought his hands up, passing through her wide hips, her soft waist and reaching her heavy breasts, feeling their weight on his palms, groping them, smearing his hands with his own cum as he kneaded at the soft flesh, all of this while increasing the intensity of the cunnilingus he was so devotedly applying.
It was fortunate for the Explorer at least that talking wasn't the only skill his tongue possessed, and she found herself moaning quietly as it got to work stimulating her tight yordles pussy as she ran her hands through his golden locks, throwing her head back to enjoy the pleasurable sensations as his dexterous tongue dance around her insides.
"Mhmm, you're pretty good at this, are you sure you haven't been practicing on someone? Maybe you should bring her here too next time~" She smiled as his hands once again moved up to her breasts, kneading them softly as he diligently continued his duty, bringing her ever closer to release as her hand applied some light pressure to move him ever closer and deeper into her.
Not that Ezreal needed the encouragement, the horny teen seemed too lost in her snatch and breasts to care about much else right now as Veigar's breathing became more and more erratic, pleasure flowing through her body as her hips began to grind against his face, her hand pulling him closer as her thick thighs pressed against his face, trapping him between her legs as her moans became louder. With a final cry, she threw her head back, her juices squirting and flowing onto the Explorer's face as it was trapped between her legs, coating his face and entering his mouth as she panted heavily, enjoying the pleasure that her pet had so willingly brought her.
"Ahh, that was a much needed relief, you did well pet~" She smirked, rubbing his hair and releasing him from between her thighs. "I wonder however, you managed to bring me to orgasm, so what was it that you wanted in return? I thought you perhaps wanted the ring, but maybe you have something else on your mind? Something to do with the place your tongue so willingly serviced perhaps?"
Ez panted as he backed away from her snatch, his face missing the sensation of her thighs locked around it. His hands rested weakly on her knees as he swallowed her sticky juices and stood up, his erection back up and bobbing right in front of Veigar's bright eyes.
"Ring?", he said, a slight smirk on his face, "What ring?". Bringing one hand down he closed his grip around his girth and began sensually stroking, preparing it for round two. But the explorer wanted a little aid from her before the main course.
"Mhmmm, what Ring indeed…" Veigar smirked, indicating for Ezreal to come up next to her again as her small hand moved his to the side, wrapping her purple digits around his growing erection. "It appears you at least have some Stamina where you lack Endurance my cute little boy, so what is it that you might want from me instead then?" The Mage's hand continued to pump his length slowly, bringing him back to full attention as her piercing yellow eyes looked directly into his flushed face.
The teenager gasped in pleasure as once again Veigar enclosed her grip around him and skillfully stroked his cock. His shit-eating grin quickly gave place to an eager expression as he looked down and watched the slow handjob.
"You know what I want...", he said, biting his lower lip, his gaze pleading like a puppy's. "Don't make me beg, miss. Please..."
Ezreal slowly rocked his hips back and forth, his cock being thrust in her grasp, its head each time closer to poking the mage's luscious lips. One of his hands went down and pulled a strand of Veigar's white hair behind her pointed ear, stopping to caress her cheek, but without the courage to grab her nape and pull her head onto his cock. He knew who was in control and he was completely fine with it, enjoying being under the thumb of such a powerful and imposing woman.
"I certainly could make you beg for it, I think you'd look cute on your knees pleading for me to please you...!" She laughed, "Well I know it, seeing as you have been doing it already!" With this last taunt, she leaned her head forwards, taking his sizeable cock between her small lips and began sucking slowly on the tip, letting her tongue swirl around the head as her hand held it in place. She stared up at him, smirking as she payed attention to his reactions and moving her tongue over places that gave the cutest cries from the Explorer. She could still taste the cum from his previous release, the slightly salty taste of his fluids that had so willingly flowed forth from him before. She would have to be careful, she didn't want the horny teen to burst again so soon, his cock had other holes to explore before he was done this evening…
Vegiar began to pick up the pace, her usual dirty talking replaced by a dominating gaze as her mouth worked over his length, the large rod finding it difficult to get too far in the Mage's petite mouth as her plump lips tightly squeezed around it, bringing forth moans from Ezreal. Just because he mouth took up the large load of the work, didn't mean her hands were idle as they continued to pleasure the Explorer. One rubbed his staff up and down, spreading her warm saliva over it as her tongue lapped at the tip. The other moved down to his balls, kneading and squeezing them softly as if to prepare the next load that would, in time, burst forth from Ezreal.
"Oh fuck..!", Ezreal moaned as she worked on his shaft, her wet lips sealed around his girth, tongue swirling against his pulsing head. When she brought her hand up and started fondling his balls, his knees trembled and he almost collapsed, but his hands came forth and he held both sides of her head. The yordle giggled with the surprise, the sound muffled by the Piltovian's thick cock as he almost unconsciously started rocking his hips back and forth, forcing inch after inch into the mage's tight little mouth.
Soon enough this began coaxing gagging sounds from her, adding even more obscenity to the whole scene. Enticed by her gagging and the mess of spit that was starting to drip from her chin, Ezreal gathered his will and boldly thrust his hips forward, this time penetrating her throat with the head of his cock. He held it there as her petite mouth struggled to accommodate five inches of his manhood. After the initial rush of pleasure, Ezreal noticed her coughing and her tiny hands pushing his lap away from her face, a distressed look laying across her face as she swallowed more cock than she could take.
The explorer gulped in regret and immediately let go of her head, backing away from her and scared to death of the punishment he would suffer for going so far... "Oh shit, I'm so sorry, Ms. Veigar, I got carried away!", he apologized, hands together in a begging gesture, his erection pulsing and dripping with her spit. Veigar frowned at him, but she soon had a perverse grin across her face.
"Hmm, a little too eager are we?" She smirked, pushing the explorer back off her and onto his knees again. "You know I was glad to see you raring for more, but after a little stunt like that…" She pouted, before knocking him to the floor, Ezreal landing flat on his back as the powerful Mage stood above him, his large dick sticking up into the air as he stared up at Veigar's curvey body from below. Her plump thighs, her voluptuous breasts, and her dripping pussy all hovering above Ezreal as her legs stood either side of his waist.
"You should know that I'm in control here, I set the pace, and I get to choose what to do with this, my new plaything~" She indicated to his erection, giving it a quick squeeze before positioning herself over it, rubbing the head along her fold as she moaned slightly.
"Mhmm, I wonder if this thing will even fit all the way inside of me? I'm sure it will feel amazing for me once it's all in, but for you little one…" She laughed, the tip slowly squeezing inside as an incredible tightness clasped down on the Explorer's cock, causing his body to shudder as it entered Veigar's tight yordle pussy. "I imagine the tightness will be almost too much for you to bear!" With another laugh, she continued to lower herself onto it, each inch feeling agonisingly slow for Ezreal as it was consumed by the vice like grip of her nethers, not stopping until she was finally sitting onto of him, her large breasts jiggling with each heavy breath as his cock bulged inside of her. The yordle giving a sultry smirk as she examined Ezreal's expression.
Forcefully thrown onto the hard wooden floor, Ezreal helplessly laid back as he watched Veigar climbing upon him and mounting his waist. He tried sitting up, pushing his body with his arms, but when her pussy enclosed around his tip the sensation made all his body tremble with pleasure, a loud moan being ripped from his throat by her inhuman tightness.
So he fell back on the floor, defeated and with no other option but to lay back and take it. The mage moaned and sometimes groaned in discomfort for every inch of cock she took into her yordle pussy. The size difference was proving to be an obstacle, her walls taking too long to accommodate his length, but after a few tries, he was finally buried deep inside her, head thrown back and hands gripping onto her meaty thighs.
"You're... you're too tight..!", he mumbled between moans, waves of lust flowing through his system as Veigar started moving on top of him. He was too thick for her, his girth not allowing her to ride him on her own accord. But after a few minutes slowly pumping on top of him, Veigar's juices started dripping down onto his crotch and her insides finally stretched enough for her to properly fuck him. With a lewd smile on her face, the yordle began riding with gusto, her plump ass slapping lightly against his lap. But she was only starting to have some fun.
"F-fuck!", the young explorer groaned, his hands now holding her waist for dear life, unsuccessfully trying to slow her down as he closed his eyes and took everything she had to offer.
It was hard for her at first, but now she had begun to adapt to his enormous size, she could start to enjoy and milk Ezreal for all he was worth. Her hungry snatch pulled and squeezed down on him, her body grinding on top of his own as her luscious curves jiggled and bounced before him.
"You must be in paradise right now little Explorer mhm?" She smirked, loving his pained expression as he tried feebly to stop her furious pace. "Having such a beautiful and thick woman ridding you, using you like a toy, and seeing so much flesh bouncing around in front of you, it's almost too much isn't it?" Veigar laughed as she continued to tease him. She wanted to make sure she enjoyed this, it had been a while, and she wanted to make this last.
She alternated between slow powerful strokes, and rapid shaking, each technique stimulating different areas as she found herself groaning, enjoying every second of the young boy's cock inside of her as she rested her hands on his shoulders. Before too long, she leaned over, pressing her lips against his own as her large breasts pillowed out on his chest, dominating his mouth as she continued to fuck him. "Make sure you don't cum before me Explorer, I want to climax as your hot seed pours deep inside of me, by tight yordle pussy squeezing every last drop out of you. You understand?" She questioned, looking at him firmly as her hips continued to move like a piston.
"Yes ma'am!", Ezreal gasped between heavy breaths. It was true, he was in paradise, the yordle's voluptuous curves were all he could ask for, and the seventeen-year-old found himself loving every order she gave him, every dominating slap of her hips against him, pinning him to the ground and slamming him against the hard floor.
When she leaned back into their passionate kiss, Ezreal couldn't help but to embrace her, arms crossing behind her back and pulling her into his body, her milky breasts and belly pressed against his toned torso, both bodies covered by a thin layer of sweat. With the yordle's smaller body pressed tight against his, the Piltovian found set his feet on the floor and started thrusting upwards with shaky and erratic movements, but enough to make Veigar yelp in surprise, following with a playful giggle.
Ezreal was lost in her gaze as she broke the kiss to laugh, her pace not faltering making her whole body jiggle. Her lively yellow eyes, the luscious lips she used so well to command and suck him into submission drawn him in. One of his hands shot upwards, fingers grabbing at her white hair as he pulled her in and stuck his tongue inside her mouth, the other went down to her ass, desperately groping her left ass-cheek, feeling all its flesh against his palm. "You're... too good... for me...", he said, or at least tried to say, lost between their heavy kissing and her ass-slapping, blue eyes half-closed, drifting into paradise.
"Mhmm, you're not too bad yourself, maybe I should just keep you…" She muttered, enjoying his roaming hands across her body as she could feel him slipping away. She smiled, this is how she liked her plaything to be, hot, horny and completely at her mercy. It was a good thing she had gotten so worked up too, because she could feel another orgasm approaching, the feeling of a hard cock inside of her for the first time in a long time enough to want to make her burst as she picked up her pace to the fastest rate, desperate to make the Explorer cum as her flesh jiggled around all over the place. Her moans reverberated through Ezreal's mouth as her hands wrapped around his neck, panting heavily as she felt their combined climax approaching.
With a final gasp, she slammed her ass down hard onto his waist, shoving his large cock as deep as it would go inside of her as she felt the Explorer's endurance finally give out, his cum painting her walls as they both moaned out loudly. Veigar's own orgasm hit her like a truck, a mixture of their juices flowing down her thighs and onto Ezreal's waist as they panted heavily, the yordle collapsing onto of him as she enjoyed the glow of her release.
"Ahaaa, Pretty good for a teen like you, I bet you must be exhausted…" She smirked, drawing circles on his pex as she watched him drift in and out of his blissful trance.
The mage's moans went louder and louder, some echoing through the abandoned room and some muffled by his mouth, their kissing becoming sloppier, being reduced to their tongues wildly licking at each other. Both the explorer's hands griped tightly on her ass as she grinded against him, her walls pulsing madly against his thick cock. The sounds she made and the aggressive rhythm of her riding signaled she was also reaching release, exciting the young boy even more.
Then with a strong thrust of her ample hips, the yordle milked Ezreal of his orgasm, his balls pulsing and shooting his second load of the night deep inside her throbbing snatch. Her juices also flowed down, adding to the mixture and soon she was filled to the brim with cum, the white cream swishing warmly inside her as she kept on riding, her tight walls milking the teenager's thick cock. When her pace slowed down to a stop she finally ceased fucking him, laying down on her new toy, dark breasts pillowing against his chest as she nibbled his lower lip, watching his blissful gaze, eyes closing as he was drifting to sleep. And soon enough he was, drifting off as he felt her soft ass against his palms, his own cum leaking down his cock and grazing against his sack.
When the explorer finally awoke, he was alone in the room, laying naked on the floor, his limp cock and crotch covered with a dried mixture of juices, a pungent smell of sex filling the abandoned place. Letting the memories flow back, he immediately jumped up and went for the desk, only to find that neither the metal chest nor the ring were there.
Facepalming in shame, Ezreal sat down on the chair where Veigar had sucked him off before dressing up and heading out of the mansion. He would have to get the ring back from her now, and hopefully he would get something else along this mission. He smiled to himself as he descended back into the sewers that led out of the city, already anticipating their next encounter.