Chapter 10:

A/N: Warning this chapter is basically just kinky smut so NSFW of course :D

The next morning Riven woke up alone, she figured by the way the sun sat in the sky it was probably the late afternoon; she had slept right through the day again. Due to the constant nightmares and her injuries, she was sleeping for twelve or more hours at a time out of exhaustion.

Riven forced herself out of the sheets and stood up, changing into a new pair of black shorts and a green t-shirt. A few weeks back Irelia had bought her some really basic clothing because most of what she had had been destroyed leaving Riven with only her ruined Commander's uniform.

The Noxian wandered around the house, trying to see if Irelia was there, which it turned out she wasn't. Riven figured she had left to take care of some of her duties as Captain of the Guard as most of her gear was missing from the area around the front door. As much as Riven was grateful for Irelia's hospitality, she was dying of boredom. The Captain didn't even own a TV, most people of high status in Noxus and Ionia owned them even if they were expensive. Riven couldn't read so it's not like she could kill time by reading the hundreds of books that Irelia owned.

Eventually she settled on a pack of cards she had managed to find in one of the draws of the table in the main entranceway. It looked largely unused. Riven perched herself in front of the coffee table in the living room, kneeling at one end of it, resting herself on her heels. She pulled the pack out of its box and began building card houses.

Over the years Riven had gotten pretty good at building these, cards are cheap to buy so even a street orphan get their hands on them and they're easy to carry with you everywhere so it served her well in the military for nights where she got bored. Riven started off by building multiple small card houses before collapsing them and building a large one, when she heard the front door unlock, Irelia coming inside and removing her gear.

"Hey." Riven called out, her eyes and her focus glued to trying to place a new card on the stack, keeping it balanced. She was so focused she didn't hear Irelia come up behind her, watching Riven place the card on top. Irelia hovered behind the Noxian until she went to place another card which is when she chose to make her move.

Riven dropped the card in her hand, knocking the house of cards over as Irelia's chin was perched on her right shoulder, kneeling behind the Noxian. Irelia's left hand moving up to her jaw, tilting her head back to look at the ceiling while her right darted quickly into her pants causing Riven to gasp in surprise. Inside Riven's underwear, Irelia began rubbing circles lightly on her clit.

"I think I have something better than card houses to keep you entertained." Irelia said against her neck, eliciting a slight whimper from Riven who had quickly fallen into submission. The Ionian chuckled possessively, continuing the circling inside the Noxian's pants. "Do you have a safe word?" Riven shuddered at the idea of whatever Irelia had in mind being enough to need a safe word. She didn't have one, she'd never done something like this before.

"Red." She blurted out, saying the first thing that came to mind. She hadn't realised how fast her breathing had gotten, Irelia had turned her into submissive clay so quickly, willing to do anything she asked. She felt herself grinding into Irelia's hand, wanting more than just the light touch she was receiving.

"Such an eager girl." Irelia said, Riven didn't need to see the smirk to know it was plastered on Irelia's face. "I want you to go upstairs and cover your burns in that numbing salve then come to my room. Understand?" Riven nodded against the hand around her jaw before Irelia stood up, removing her hand from the Noxian's pants and walking away, earning a whine from Riven due to the lack of contact.

Riven took a few shuddering breaths before standing up and heading upstairs after the Ionian, abandoning the collapsed house of cards on the table. Once inside the guest room, she quickly fumbled with the tin of salve that Soraka had left for her after their last check-up, enthusiastically removing her shirt and bandages. She shuddered at the thought of Irelia planning to be rough enough that she needed to have freshly applied numbing salve on her burns.

She quickly pulled the shirt back over her head, not bothering with the bandages as she knew as soon as she entered Irelia's room, they were coming back off. Riven pushed the door to Irelia's room open. The raven haired woman sat on the edge of her bed, one leg crossed over the other, wearing blue lingerie that made Riven's heart beat faster in excitement. She could see the chest at the end of the bed was open and ready for its contents to be used. In one hand Irelia held the riding crop she had seen in the chest the other day and in the other a pair of leather cuffs.

"Strip." Irelia commanded, watching hungrily as Riven obeyed clumsily, ready to get naked right the fuck now. The corner of Irelia's perfect lips turned up into a smirk as she pushed herself off the bed and sauntered over to Riven, the confident swing of her hips mesmerising the Noxian. "Like what you see?" Riven choked on her words, Irelia had a hell of a presence. She tossed her clothing to the ground by the door, standing exposed in front of the Ionian who ran her eyes up and down her body before speaking again. "Wrists out." Riven followed her command quickly, feeling the leather cuffs wrap tightly around her wrists, not yet bound to anything.

Irelia backed Riven up against the door, sliding her knee between Riven's legs, putting her mouth to Riven's ear and running the riding crop in her hand up and down the outside of her left thigh. Riven whimpered slightly into Irelia's shoulder, fuck she was so aroused. Irelia chuckled darkly into Riven's ear.

"You make such lovely noises, it's a shame that it doesn't fit with what I have planned." Irelia broke away from Riven, fishing something out of the chest, holding it up so Riven can see it. It was a gag. Irelia pressed the gag into Riven's mouth, the Noxian opening up willing for her, her clever fingers adjusting the straps behind her head. Irelia's fingers curled around the strap, pulling Riven forward, towards the bed. "On your knees." She growled, pushing Riven onto the bed before moving elsewhere while Riven worked on obeying her order, kneeling in the middle of the bed.

Irelia took her left wrist, looping a strap through the leather cuffs around her wrist, the strap coming from the leg of the bed. Riven had completely missed the straps set up under the bed the other day when she was in here, Irelia was definitely more kinky than she had ever imagined. Irelia was then on the right side of the bed, feeding the strap through the cuff on Riven's right hand before tightening the straps on both cuffs, pulling Riven's arms into a spread position across the bed, her ass in the air.

Suddenly there's a hand on her clit, the gag choking an animalistic whine as Irelia circles her fingers hard, building Riven up. The hand disappears only for the skin on the back of her thighs to be met with the riding crop that had been in Irelia's other hand causing the Noxian to jerk forward into the restraints.

"You're going to take twenty of those for me, love." Riven nodded into the sheets, acknowledging Irelia before leather met with her skin again. Riven managed to peer under her arm at the Ionian woman, watching her crack the crop against her thighs, Irelia still managed to look flawless even during this. Irelia swung harder, obviously displeased with the minimal responses the lighter swings had earned, carrying this new intensity through the rest of the twenty strikes.

Irelia brought the riding crop back, riding her free hand up and down it, admiring the livid skin of Riven's thighs. Riven breathed out, her heart beating fast, she hadn't realised that she'd been holding on to her breath throughout that. Fuck she was wet. Riven pressed her face into the sheets, hiding in them as Irelia's fingers danced up and down the marks she had left.

Irelia's fingers were suddenly on her clit, circling hard, her other hand in a harsh grip on her left shoulder making Riven glad that Irelia had told her to use the salve before starting. She moaned and panted into the gag, struggling underneath Irelia's commanding touch. Irelia's fingers dipped into her entrance before returning to her clit, teasing her and building her up.

At the pace Irelia was going, it wasn't long before Riven felt she was close, her legs trembling and her breathing hard. She clenched her fists, her finger nails digging into her palms, preparing herself for her release when suddenly the hand disappeared. Irelia chuckled darkly as Riven struggled with the lack of contact, her breathing harsh and uneven, letting out a frustrated groan against the gag. The Ionian's fingers were suddenly in Riven's hair, tugging harshly.

"Was that a complaint?" Riven shook her head as much as she could in Irelia's grasp. "I would hope not, you haven't earned your right to come yet. You have more work to do before then." The fingers in Riven's hair disappeared, reappearing at the cuffs on her wrists removing the straps from them. "On your back." Irelia commanded once Riven's restraints were removed, the Noxian doing exactly as told.

Riven watched as Irelia removed the lingerie and straddled her chest, feeling Irelia's wetness pressed against her chest. She swallowed so hard she was sure Irelia could hear it. She could probably feel how fast Riven's heart was beating too. Irelia's fingers undid the gag in Riven's mouth, removing it.

"Show me how talented your mouth is." She said before moving her legs forward, sitting on Riven's face and entangling her fingers in Riven's hair. Riven didn't have to be told twice, her mouth diligently working away at Irelia's hot need, her tongue flat against the Ionian's clit.

Every time Riven did something that Irelia liked, she was rewarded with a sharp tug at her hair. Riven brought her hands up and held the tops of Irelia's thighs, pulling her face in deeper. The Captain began swearing and panting, the illusion of control slipping slightly. She could feel the moisture from in between Irelia's legs rolling down the side of her face only spurring on her efforts.

When Irelia came she pulled so hard on Riven's hair that she probably pulled some of it out, not that Riven minded of course. Irelia moved backwards, sitting back on Riven's chest as the Noxian smirked up at her. After she had recovered, Irelia noticed the smirk, deciding that Riven had gained a little too much control during her orgasm. Soon the gag was returned to Riven's mouth, her wrists strapped back down though this time she remained on her back.

"You've been good. I think I'll reward you." Riven's breathing gave away exactly what she thought about that, earning a chuckle from the woman currently straddling her. The Ionian settled herself between Riven's legs, forcing her fingers into Riven's very wet core, earning an appreciative moan from the Noxian. Irelia's other hand began diligently working at Riven's clit, quickly moving back to how she was feeling minutes ago.

When her legs began to tremble again, she watched Irelia's movements closely, fearing the Captain might decide to pull away at the last second again.

"Are you close?" Irelia asked, making eye contact with Riven who nodded in response. "Not until I tell you, understand?" Riven nodded quickly again, squirming under Irelia's touch which had gotten harsher. She wasn't sure if she would last until Irelia gave her permission.

She was so close that if Irelia didn't give her permission now, she certainly wouldn't be able to hold on; Riven tossed her hips to attempt to signal this. Irelia smirked, pressing harder into her, the thrusting of her fingers picking up pace, earning a whine from Riven.

"Come for me now." It didn't take long for Riven's body to give into that command, her eyes rolling back in pleasure, her toes curling tightly. As soon as her orgasm was done, Irelia removed the restraints and gag, placing them back in the chest for now and returned to Riven on the bed. This time she reached out and carded her fingers through Riven's hair gently, the touch very different to what it was minutes ago.

It took several minutes for Riven to recover from how intense that all was, it was nothing like she had experienced ever before. She knew she wanted more. She found herself pressed up against Irelia, in her arms, not remembering moving into this position.

"Enjoy it?" Riven wordlessly nodded into Irelia's chest, closing her eyes as she began to relax.