Chapter 10
The grey eyes opened to a warm sunray. Dimitri broke his meditation and found himself on his small house, sitting cross legged on the bed. The first lights of the morning were coming through the dirty glass of a window. Outside there was the empty garden. For some reason, when Dimitri looked out and saw the backyard he felt a small urge to train his skills.
He grabbed a broom on his way out and carved it into the grassy ground. He looked at the wooden stick standing on the floor and chuckled. "So much for a dummy."
With one almost unnoticeable move he grabbed the hilt of his katana, and leaning forward he unsheathed it, marking the air with a curved horizontal slash. The blue gloom of mithril cut through the wood with one deaf smack, and the point of the broomstick fell to the ground.
The cut was clean as it could be, leaving a smooth diagonal surface on the wood. The samurai readied his sword for another cut, lower to higher. It came in less than a second, and before the wooden chunk could touch the grass the sword spun around and came back in an uppercut. Now there were three pieces of the broom in the ground.
When his arms were well trained it came the time to exercise his mind, his strongest weapon. Dimitri stared at an invisible foe in front of him as he channeled his mind into his weapon. With eyes still closed, the samurai cut at the air horizontally. As the blade traveled in a curved trail a rush of wind waved at the backyard's grass. When the katana finished its move, a ghost blade came after it, with the exact same movement. It was bright blue and transparent and Dimitri knew it was a stronger than mithril. The samurai practiced his ghost blade for hours, until he was interrupted by a knock at the front door.
He walked into the house and opened the door. Ashe stood there, with her bright blue eyes and pale smooth skin under her black outfit. Her hood was up covering her silver hair that ended not far below the shoulders. The Frost Archer was breathing heavily for some reason.
"Ashe, what happened? Are you fine?" Dimitri was concerned.
"That drunk piece of shit is gone."
"Tryndamere? Drinking so early in the day? Wait, what time is..."
"No!" The archer cut him. "He's not drinking, he's gone! Gone!" Dimitri could sense fear in her, but did not know why.
He held her shoulders. "Just calm down. Here, have a seat. I'll make us some tea and you can tell me what happened. "
"I don't need tea, Dimitri!" But she entered anyway, shoving his hands from her.
She laid her tired body at the bed to rest as the nord sitted to her side. Dimitri lost his eyes in the silver bright hair spreaded on his sheets. Soon her lungs settled and she raised to sit next to him.
"It was yesterday. After the dinner." She told. "He tried to sleep with me again but I refused as always. Drunk as he was, that didn't turn out very good. Then I reminded him about our match tomorrow and he began complaining about how Summoner's Rift was a place for 'pussies who couldn't kill in reality'"
"How kingly." Dimitri commented.
"Yeah, I know." She rolled her blue eyes. "Anyway. Then he kept saying on how he missed ravaging tribes and slaying the best 'farmers who dressed like warriors'... I'm afraid he went back to Freljord to satisfy his desires for blood. That would be against everything I praise Dimitri, how can I tell my people that I want peace when my future husband keeps on..."
"Hey, don't worry." He placed one arm around her shoulders and pressed her closer. "I'll get to the gates and ask the guards if they saw him leaving."
Ashe sighed and laid her head on his shoulders. Dimitri was actually surprised when his heart started beating faster. But the comfortable feeling didn't last long for the archer stood up brusquely, shoving his arms.
"That would be kind. I have to go now, if you know where he's gone report to me." Her tone was of formality.
"Is there anything else? I mean, you're acting oddly."
"Yes, there is. Dimitri, you can't just walk around fucking everything you find in your way!" She turned , pointing one finger at him.
That took the samurai by surprise. "What? I don't know what you are talking about."
"Please Dimitri, everyone heard Gangplank saying you had sex with Fiora. Well, jokes on him righ? After all you had his girl too." The queen was clearly angry.
"Wait... How do you know about that?"
"Sarah is one of my best friends, she kept bragging about how my 'pet wolf' almost 'fucked her senseless'."
"First of all, she practically threw herself at me. Second, why are you so angry about that?" At least she didn't know about Evelynn.
"Well I don't... I mean..." She was going to get even angrier, but crossed her arms and looked down. When she calmed herself she finished: "That's not the impression I want for my cause. Remember that I am still you queen and you're still under my responsibility, If you act like that people will think ill of me. And I don't need that right now. Specially from Sejuani, it's getting very hard to negotiate peace with that bitch."
"Fine, I'm sorry. And calm down, I'll go search for Tryndamere."
"Thank you Dimitri." And with that the archer left the house with no words of farewell.
Her absence made him lonely, he regreted for making her so angry. The nord laid down for some minutes, staring at the Piltover lamp on the ceiling. When Ashe's blue eyes were all he could think of, he shook his head and proceeded to leave the house. It was definitely a bad idea to develop feelings for his own queen, specially one who had a king.
Scratching those thoughts, the norse started the walk to the gate. It was sunny, the only clouds in the sky could be seen at the horizon, fluffy white smoke facing north at the 1pm afternoon of a sunday. He greeted some summoners on his way, but most of them avoided him. Except the freljordan ones, wich he noticed were very rare.
Arriving at the gate he shook hands with one of the armored guards and asked:
"Good day my friend. I'm here under Queen Ashe's orders, have you by any chance seen Champion Tryndamere passing through?"
"The barbarian? Aye." The sentinel's voice was muffled by his full helm. "He came through the first lights of the mornin'. Leaving to Freljord I think, took an carriage and a small escort and set off."
"Smelling of alcohol or rage?"
The guard laughed under the metal helmet. "I'd say both."
Dimitri thanked the guard and went back into the Institute. He passed through a few summoners and was on his way to the bar when he saw Miss Fortune walking towards him.
"Hey there, hung. How is it doing?" The pirate said, smilimg.
The norse pulled her to a emptier corridor and placed a palm on her face. "You just can't keep this pretty mouth shut, huh?"
The pirate rested a finger on the buckle of his belt. "Why don't you quit bitching? No one heard us, I could've screamed all I wanted."
"So you're saying that no one knows I almost 'fucked you senseless'?" He grabbed the back of her head.
After a few seconds she realized why that expression was so familiar. "Ashe told you about my little gossiping? Interesting..."
"Anybody else heard of our little encounter?"
"Yeah sure." She answered with a natural smile. "Caitlyn knows it. Sivir and Tristana also do. And I hope Gangplank finds out." She finished with a sexy giggle.
"...Why?" Dimitri said after a moment, staring blankly at her.
"They're my girls! Ashe, Cait, Sivir and little Tristana. We're the ADCs, we kick ass." She was still smiling.
"That's plain stupid"
"Fuck you!" She removed her hand from his pants. The samurai didn't notice, but she was fiddling with his pubic hair.
"Why would you want Gangplank to know that? So he can storm into my house and shoot the shit out of me?"
"That idea is starting to sound pleasant actually. You're very rude, you know that?" The pirate was mocking him. "And why do you care so much? This fame might bring you some friends, after all, you're needing that."
"Ashe don't want me to go around the Institute making 'friends' apparently. She says it's not good for the image of Freljord."
"Wait... Ashe said that?" Sarah bit her finger and gave a short laugh. "Sounds like someone is jealous."
Dimitri waited her to finish laughing. "She's a queen. I was born in a shit-hole of a village. Plus, she'll be marrying Tryndamere soon."
"If you'd seen the look in her face when I told that I had sex with you, well... You wouldn't say that. And you may be from a shit-hole but you're sexy as hell. And have a big gun." The pirate grabbed his penis and gave it a light squeeze through the black cloth of his pants.
Blood began to circulate in his sensible member. The pirate sensed the excitement and moved her palm to his balls, playing with them. They were in a corridor but not even one summoner passed by them since they engaged the conversation.
"Here's not the place." Dimitri said, fighting against the urge to take her right there.
"We can go to my place, no problem. Or you don't want to betray your newfound passion for your own queen."
"'Passion for my own queen'? I've already told you, there's nothing between me and Ashe." He couldn't even fool himself.
"Then what keeps you from fucking me until dinner?" The redhead had a devilish smirk and a magic touch. "Or you don't want to give Freljord a bad impression? Bitch, please."
A sigh of pleasure came of his throat as she grabbed the head of his shaft. "I'm late actually, so..." A hard tug at his penis interrupted his speech. She pulled his skin up through the black pants, covering his head with pure pleasure for a second.
"I can get you off in a minute, don't worry. Or are you so in love that..."
"I am not in love!" The nord brusquely pulled her red hair behind. Letting go, he commanded: "Lead the way."
With a smile she pulled his hand and they walked through the Institute. Dimitri didn't know exactly where Sarah was taking him, but the way was familiar. After a few minutes he confirmed his doubts: in front of him stood Graga's Bar. She opened the door and went in first. The bar was empty except for Gragas, Graves, Twisted Fate and Twitch. Gragas was wiping some glasses as usual while Graves commented on how TF's brains would look good on marble.
"The bathroom is on the left. Go ahead, I'll meet you in a minute." She whispered to Dimitri's ear just before raising her arms to compliment Graves.
The nord waved a hand at Gragas, who nodded back, and walked into a door with a masculine stickman drawn on it. The restroom was small, fit for one single toillet and a small opaque window close to the ceiling. It wasn't the most comfortable cabin but at least was clean. He sat at the closed toilet and waited.
Just as he was about to leave, someone knocked at the door. Dimitri unlocked the door and a flurry of red hair instantly invaded the small space. Miss Fortune envolved her arms around his neck and their lips met in a violent kiss. She sucked on his tongue and licked his lips, leaving wetness on their mouths. He tugged at the collar of her white shirt and ripped it apart with one movement.
Buttons felt to the floor and her thin scarlet bra ripped right in the middle, releasing her huge milky teats in one burst. Her light pink nipples jiggled in the stuffy air before the samurai groped at them, squeezing hard with his long fingers. She leaned back until her back touched the bathroom door an messed with Dimitri's grey hair as he descended to lick her chest between her two breasts.
She took a deep breath as he bit one hard nipple. His hand passed through her back and grabbed her soft but cheek, pulling the pirate's left leg around him.
"Open your pants..." Miss Fortune whispered between a moan and a gasp.
And so the norse unbuttoned and pulled his heated meat out of its confinement. Its hot touch met the redhead's bellybutton. She giggled at that but anothe bite at her breast brought another low moan. Dimitri let her left breast go and took her hand gently. He leaded her to hold his cock, and with no more instructions she began to stroke. What started as a caress got tighter and turned into a fast hanjob that sent pulses of ecstasy through the norse's testicles and belly. The head poked at the leather pants just above her womanhood, repeatedly.
The atmosphere was getting warmer as Sarah was pulled down by her red locks. His grip was tight around her hair and she was forced to her knees. Still grabbing her head, he rubbed his huge cock on her face. The 8 inches covered her cheek as she licked the base of the shaft. With one hand the pirate pointed it upwards and began sucking one ball inside her wet mouth, tongue caressing the sensitive skin with every flick.
Her hand had him by the round head and another hand grabbed the member from behind. But she was kneeled in front of him, how could she...
"What the fuck?" Dimitri opened his eyes to see a blue hand tightening around the base of his thick member. As dimitri followed the arm coming from behind him he felt a warm breath at the back of his head.
"Did you miss me?" A seductive feminine voice whispered at his ear, followed by a wet tongue licking it.
"What the fuck?" Sarah dropped a heavy testicle off her mouth. "Evelynn, what are y..."
Before she could finish her question, the Widowmaker's free arm grabbed the pirate's hair and shoved it against Dimitri. "Shut up and enjoy it, Sarah."
The nordic cock was suddenly surrounded by heat and moisture, almost making a whole lot of cum go down Sarah's throat, but he held the wave of pleasure. The pirate's amber eyes opened wide and then closed in effort not to puke at the head that was poking the back of her throat. When Evelynn finally released the redhead, she gagged and coughed hard. Evelynn didn't loose time and stroked the base of the cock as the other woman recovered from the unprepared deepthroat.
"Evelynn?! What the fuck..." Cough. "...are you doing here?"
The Widowmaker didn't stop the handjob. "I heard your little conversation on the corridors, you should be more careful about what you say, and where you say it." She chuckled lightly. "When my old friend Dimitri got here I was already waiting for you guys. Now that it's all explained, shall we go back to business? "
Evelyn pushed Miss Fortune's head once again, this time the pirate was prepared and engulfed the wet manhood deep inside her mouth. When her head bobbed alone, Evelynn's hand joined the other and stroked Dimitri while the redhead sucked him.
Fortune gave the best blowjob he'd ever had, skilled tongue rotating around his length before every extraction. Every time she pulled her head back, Sarah's mouth acted in a vacuum effect, pulling the foreskin back around the head. Every tine she sucked in, the foreskin stretched back and her slippery tongue worked around the hot flesh.
Evelynn was kissing Dimitri's neck while working both hands on the base of the shaft. He felt her unhumanly huge breasts sliding down his back and observed them as the woman kneeled beside Miss Fortune. She dug her blue fingers between the pirate's legs and the other hand raised to the nord, grabbing him by his sack. She played with the two orbs, twisting and squeezing them as the redhead at her side performed a flawless blowjob.
The sight of these two beauties kneeled before his cock was too much for Dimitri to take in and he felt a hot pressure building up in his crotch. Sarah's wet sucking was getting faster and saliva started dripping from her mouth. Evelynn came closer and was now sucking one of his balls hardly, also using a lot of lubrication.
When both women opened her yellow eyes and looked up at him at the same time he couldn't hold it. The full relaxation of his body was enough for the girls to know what was coming. They opened their mouths in front of his cock, putting their dripping tongues out. Each one used a hand to stroke his wet 8 inches member until it began pulsing.
With a loud groan, Dimitri released his cum with one powerful blast. The thick liquid left a long white line from Eve's chin to Sarah's forehead. Both mouth were filled with it too and a little felt to their voluptuous breasts in periodic globs.
When they stopped rubbing his pulsating penis, thre nord sitted back in the toillet and the women rested their heads on the door behind them. They didn't swallow the load, instead they kissed each other. The kiss was wet and Dimitri's cum spilled from between their lips, descending to their chins.
After several minutes exchanging tired slow kisses, Evelynn broke up their lips. "I think I'd better be going now. Clean up, huh?" The blue woman disapeared in a puff of crimson smoke and slipped through the door.
Sarah grabbed some toillet paper and wiped the semen from her chin and lips while the samurai cleaned her breasts.
"Look, I'm not a bad person." She said when her face was clean. "I know you like Ashe, so I won't tell anyone about this."
"I would appreciate that. Thank you, Sarah." He stood up at the tiny cabin and motioned to the door with a smile. "Ladies first."
The pirate tried her best to close her white shirt and left the bathroom after kissing the nord's cheek. When Dimitri left, about five minutes later, only Gragas was at the bar, and sleeping.
"Feeling lonely withou Tryndamere, huh?" Dimitri woke him.
"What?" The fat man rubbed his sleepy eyes. "That asshole has gone home? Gods be good!"
They laughed together and jested a little more before Dimitri left through the door.
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Not expecting more of Miss Fortune so soon huh? Me neither. It just came naturally as I wrote the chapter, just as Evelynn did. Acutally this wasn't even supposed to be a smut chapter, but well...
Anyways, hope you enjoyed it, critiques are welcome as always. Cya!