The first half or do of this chapter is a lemon for continuity. Right guys?

The second half is not a lemon because welp.

but there's a sizeable gap between the two I think.

The second rule for being a gracious host was to always provide your guests with plenty of nourishment, which was exactly what Syndra had in mind. The first one, something, something personal space was… not so useful. Clearly.

"Sooo…can I get you any wine? Whiskey? Vodka? Rum?"

"Wine, thanks."

"Anything to eat?"

"Wouldn't that mean you'd have to let me go? Because I'm pretty comfortable right now…."

"Shut up."

It took a little while for it to occur that Diana was telling the truth.

"…and kiss me."

As Diana complied, Syndra slowly brought her back towards a standing position using her magic, and Diana quite clumsily finished the job.

"Why did you do that…"

"So I could put my arms around your waist…"

"So you could put your hands onto my butt…"

Diana snickered under her breath which was warm against Syndra's sensitive skin, of which her lips were still remaining only a few inches away.

"So I could put my hands on top of your ass…"

Brushing those thoughts aside, Syndra was actually slightly curious about something.

"You know I never really went through puberty."

Diana was now staring at her breasts in astonishment.

"I'm talking about mentally, you dipshit. Did you ever, you know, date? A guy?"

"I've had two boyfriends. They weren't really pleasant relationships, though. I just wasn't the attention speaking rebellious woman they were expecting."

"I spent my entire childhood locked away in a castle. I was 6 when I was placed inside, 19 when I took control, the only other person inside was my wizened fool of a master…

I think it's time for a romantic relationship. So take off your clothes."

"Is there a reason we're doing this in the bedroom?"

"This is where people have sex, isn't it?"

Diana's armor wasn't usually difficult to remove, as long as the chest piece was left until last.

If the chest piece was taken off first however, a lot of pulling was in order. And since Diana was getting naked first, and really really needed Syndra to go as slowly as possible, that was what Syndra was going to have to watch for the time being.

"Rift match?"

"How did you guess?"

"You know I never really noticed but your armor really is well-fitting isn't it."

It certainly didn't leave a lot to the imagination. Well, except her chest, which Syndra was gazing at.

"There!"

With the chestpiece off Diana moved slightly closer to Syndra in case Syndra wanted to continue the kissing that had been interspersed throughout the last 20 minutes. .

"And the legs."

But apparently she was not so easily impressed.

"W-well I guess I was going to do them anyway…."

A slight stammer on her part as she removed them easily That was a screwup. She was trying not to be SUBMISSIVE wasn't she? And come to think of it, she was probably blushing too now she was completely naked. But Syndra was smiling now at least.

"If you'll excuse me for a second."

Syndra's clothes, however were on one minute, and swiftly floating away from her the next.

"Now get on the bed and strike a sexy pose for me."

"Like this?"

The pose she created she didn't find sexy in the least, but if Syndra wanted to see her body while she was lying on the bed, this gave her the best view that Diana could offer.

And the hand that Syndra placed between her own legs that was going about its business as she climbed onto the bed, meant that she was definitely enjoying it.

"Now just three small things before we start, gorgeous. I just want to fuck you, not control you, you're beautiful no matter what I say, and I can't fit my fingers in your pussy just yet so you might want to open your legs…."

"Mmmmm….yessssssss…"

It was absolute ecstasy and she was ready to release at the slightest distraction, and Diana had hardly even looked at her clit, let alone touched it. She even seemed to be avoiding looking at it as she held Syndra steady with her arms and attacked anything she could with her tongue and lips and teeth.

"You're a filthy whore, aren't you…and when I'm with a filthy whore like you I want to see it in the morning! I want to look at my chest and remember those bruises are from a dirty whore!"

Slowly and methodically Diana ran her fingers over Syndra's skin before using her mouth stand sucking on it hard, leaving a red patch when she moved her lips away.

"That's more like it!"

Realising something Diana moved her focus to Syndra's right breasts again, this time not teasing it with her tongue but sucking on it hard, barely touching it with her teeth.

Wrapping one arm around Diana's neck to bring her closer Syndra moved her other fingers from deep inside Diana's clit, and she shifted very slightly around Syndra.

"Does that feel better?"

Diana moaned, the first time Syndra had heard her moan despite her being so wet that , Syndra's fingers struggled to keep a steady rhythm.

"You like being fucked like this huh? You like being fucked like a filthy bitch? I'm going to make you scream!"

"Aaaa-ahhhh…"

Determined to make Diana scream as she approached an orgasm, SYndra's fingers drove themselves into Diana, faster and faster as Diana's moans vibrated throughout the bedroom slowly becoming louder and louder.

"Louder! I want you to SCREAM!"

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…."

A low piercing yell that halted the second Syndra's hand was drenched, as Diana shook from excitement, replaced with soft panting from Syndra and loud ragged panting from Diana.

She's a keeper.

"So….what do you want to do now?"

The night so far with Syndra had certainly been enthralling, if not also entertaining in a sadistic fashion. The only time she had felt a sensation like it before was in the massacre of the elders, during which she was breaking every law she knew to find a forbidden fruit. In all honesty that was the same as what had happened, and both times she hadn't died. The only difference was this time the room was silent.

"If I don't have your tongue inside me in the next 30 seconds I think I'm going to implode."

"W-what? My…."

"Hurry! UP!"

Diana was well aware she was blushing crimson and also that she was obediently following Syndra's commands again even when they took her…right between her legs. It was just her embarrassment affecting herevery time Syndra decided to openher mouth. Closing her eyes as she got closer, she pressed her mouth against Syndra's entrance.

"Yesssssssssssss…..Make me come!"

Syndra's noises slowly but surely became more and more intense with each passing second, with the only pauses her gasping for breath.

"I can't come yet! Harder! More!"

Even with Syndra tugging Diana's hair as her head rested between Syndra's legs Diana somehow managed to keep up the steady rhythm. Then, as the noise and pulling reached a crescendo Syndra let out a high pitched noise that would rival any musical instrument in clarity. Then there was just tagged breaths. It was over, possibly. .

"Haaaaaaa…."

Slowly Diana withdrew herself from between Syndra's legs, to her clear annoyance.

"Did I say you could stop?"

"You look pretty finished to me. How much more of this can you take?"

"How much of me did you wind up tasting by the end?"

No point lying to that.

"A lot I guess. Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Wait. Let me kiss you so I know you're not lying."

The kiss was over almost as it began.

"Mmmmm you're telling the truth. And I do taste nice if I say so myself."

"Syndra."

"What? Is this disgusting? What do you usually do after sex?"

""Have a shower."

"Haaaaa….Now that's a good idea."

Syndra had grabbed her hand before Diana knew what was going on, but her response was only to let out a little moan as a complaint. She wasn't tired, and Syndra knew it.

"Syndraaaa…"

"What are you waiting for? Wash. Shower. Now. "

Then Diana saw a chance to get something out of Syndra she had long been hoping for as a sort of sadistic revenge

"Maybe if you ask politely..."

pushing Syndra further she ran her finternals up and down Syndra's legs in opposite directions nearly reaching where Syndra didn't want her to go. Then Syndra growled.

"You're going to pay for this. Wash. Shower. Now...Please."

Remarkably, Syndra was managing to frustrate Diana without even having to be awake, from the very second Diana completely awoke from her sleep. Syndra resting her head squarely between her breasts had been funny for a few minutes before that though.

But moving SYndra's delicately out of the way so that she could flee like the wind was creating a few problems.

Maybe she could wake Syndra up and tell her she was late. Which wasn't really lying, but surely Syndra would ask about where. Wouldn't she?

"Syndra…."

Syndra was either very tired, which was worrying or very very comfortable which was just ridiculous.

How long were we fucking?

"Syndra!"

It appeared Syndra did not take sleeping lightly, so it was time for plan B or plan "Try not to injure Syndra while slowly taking her off my body"

As slowly as she could, Diana slid out from underneath Syndra by untangling their legs while holding Syndra as steady as possible with her arms. Then finally resting Syndra back onto the bed and gently running a hand through her hair, she stood up.

"And where are you going…."

HOW?!

"I didn't want to wake you. My apologies."

"That doesn't answer my question."

Syndra was staring her down and it certainly wasn't out of passionate intent.

"And why does this fascinate you so much?"

"Because you came over, suggested we should fuck and now it's the morning you're in a hurry to be somewhere else. You're either incredibly forgetful or incredibly bad at commitment. Which one?"

"This is going to sound like I'm batshit insane but I'm on a mission from God."

Syndra didn't seem concerned about her state of mind at all, which looked like a good sign.

"The second option then."

Then with reflexes like a leopard, she embraced Diana around the chest.

"You know if you're having problems with commitment we can always just talk. I'm not going to hurt you…."

"I'm not lying."

Breaking out of Syndra's grasp was far easier than she expected.

"Then why meet me the night before you go?"

"Because…I didn't want to leave without checking my feelings for you. Which was the right decision because I love you. And I wanted to make you happy as well."

"So you completely ignored my feelings and assumed I'm some sort of whore?"

"That's not what I said!"

Even naked, a furious Syndra was a threat. Enough if a threat to make Diana unaware that she wasn't clothed for a few seconds until Syndra's next words.

"Take your clothes and get out of my sight."

"Welcome to the Yordle Relationship Care Centre, how may I help you?"

Not all yordles were blue apparently, which gave Syndra the imression she was talking to a guinea pig.

"How do you think you can help me, it's the Relationship Care centre I'm not here to -."

"I see. Now I just need to ask you a few questions so I can select a guru for your convenience…"

"Get on with it."

"Are you straight or are you homosexual?"

No hesitation.

"The second one."

"And how long have you been in your relationship?"

Start of care taking to end of care taking. Easy.

"Only two weeks."

It was an overexaggeration by about 13 days, but she was still getting the point across.

She hoped.

"Ah yes, two new lovebirds. Well I think we have the perfect guru for you. Lydiaaaaaaaa!"

"Whaaaat iiiiisssss it?"

"You have a cusssssstomeeeeerr!"

The Yorke, Lili, apparently, turned back to Syndra.

"She's in the 2nd door on your left."

Syndra was still disgruntled from all the high pitched screaming that had just taken place.

"I gathered that."

Moving around the building was not comfortable in the least but at least the yordles had attempted to help, by distorting everything to absurd proportions . The desk Syndra was sitting at currently was three times wider at her end.

"Hello there! I'm Lydia. Would you mind telling me about your relationship?"

"What about it?"

"Everything."

"Ok. Well. Ehm…."

"It's sort of funny how we first met. Not the first time that we saw each other, but the first time we actually talked. It was some sort of Institute game, something to try and calm me down, keep me under their control. I didn't think about it that way back then of course. So the thought of being matched with Diana for a few weeks, months, just seemed…I thought it was hysterical. I thought that she would be Renekton level insane."

The Yordle looked like she was struggling to keep up with Syndra's conversation, which didn't actually concern Syndra anymore in the slightest.

"She wasn't of course. I should have had more faith in the Institute about that. First impressions...I don't want to mention it.

The first time I considered her my friend was on the afternoon of the dance, the League dance. The one with the fireworks before it. The bowling was coercion, the beach I just wanted to have somebody's attention. Then, when I thought I was alone, she showed up.. She looked like complete shit and I don't know what I was thinking but I tormented her…and one hour later she was gone. And when she came back she was just so forgiving and…!"

Scribblescribblescribble. The writing stopped.

"And?"

"In hindsight I never should have ordered that takeaway."

By the second day outside the hospital, Diana was beginning to notice the little nuances in Syndra's actions, while trying to force her behaviour back to what it would have been before the incident. And by the third night, she concluded that if she didn't do something drastic, things weren't going to get better for either of them.

"Diana! Pizza!"

The door slammed shut and a pizza box flew onto the table in front of where Diana had been left for the last 15 minutes.

"One pizza for two people?"

"I'm not hungry."

Syndra had just turned in a hurry to leave the room when Diana raised her voice.

"Could you just move me to the sofa quickly?"

"Certainly."

She had a plan, now she had to make it work without worsening her injuries.

There was no trace of anger in Syndra's voice, and slowly and surely Syndra used the wheelchair to let Diana up onto the couch. Then, timing it to absolute perfection, Diana grabbed hold of Syndra's arm with one hand and the sofa with the other making her look like the worlds worst crippled acrobat. She felt like it too, but if it me pt Syndra from bolting long enough to listen, it had succeeded.

"Diana!"

The pain on her arms from holding the rest of her body off the ground was borderline unbearable, but she started talking.

"Thisisn'tasbadasitlooks…. Just sit down, talk to me and eat something for once!"

"But I'm not even…"

"You're starving yourself. I can tell. And this might help with that. Just try it."

Hesitantly, completely ignoring the pizza and only after Diana was placed back into a comfortable position, did Syndra sit down, and that very quickly turned from sitting upright to forcing herself as far back into the couch as she possibly could.

"Good to see you're finally getting comfortable."

Comatose would be a better word, because if Syndra wasn't helping her, she was casting magical spells. That determination for 8 hours straight would have a toll on anyone and Syndra knew it. She was punishing herself.

"Mmmmhhhhh…Diana..."

"Yes?"

"Your hair is nice….can I feel it?"

"And that's when I started to fall in love with her."

"Uhuh. Her hair was the reason you pursued the relationship."

"Don't be stupid. That was only until I realised she didn't mind if I fell asleep in her lap. And then I realised I could pick her up if I wanted without her complaining. And the next stags after that we made love. That's our entire relationship."

"And none of that seems unusual to you or your partner?"

"No. And if you're implying that we're unusual…"

The hairs were now standing fully upright on the back of her neck. She had remembered something cracial to the relationship just by talking to a desk.

"That's probably fairly accurate. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to be somewhere."

"But I haven't finished the assessment!"

"I don't care! People to see, places to- I have stuff!"

If she was going to catch Diana before she vanished completely off the map, and she didn't really have a choice, she was going to have to cover the entirety of the institute very very quickly.

There was little over 3-4 hours until Diana was about to depart. Everything was ready, thanks due to her paranoia that had set in over the last day and forced her to prepare nonstop for all of the afternoon. And just as she was about to have a rest, someone slammed the door loudly multiple times. Out of pure terror, Diana screamed in the direction of the door a few octaves higher than normal.

"GO AWAY!"

Smooth.

Trying to reassure herself and stay calm in the face of the entire Institute was harder than it sounded high on adrenalin, with her body wanting to leap out the apartment window and see what happened.

"Diana, IT'S ME!"

Of course it was going to be Syndra, the only person who she had mentioned the quest to, showing up on her doorstep as she was about to leave, for no reason.

Great. Now she was even more terrified. But at least, at least, she wasn't dead yet.

Bolting out to the hallway she shepherded Syndra where she was already going by flailing her hands like a windmill.

"Get in!"

As Syndra entered a tiny tiny shoulder bag then went flying in behind her.

"Syndra you are not coming with me. The Institute-"

"The Institute has nothing to do with this. You're breaking out. Just like you tried to do when you arrived here for the first time."

"And how do you remember that?"

"It was my week of arrival."

"Look, Syndra I'm not trying to be harsh or anything but you're not built for this.""I might not have the strength for it, but I have the determination."

"They're not the same thing. Look I have to be gone in 2 hours and I really have to-"

The look of determination Syndra had vanished in a split second. It was normal Syndra now the same Syndra she had always known, and she was concerned...about safety?

"How will I know you're alive? You're not returning here when you're done…what happens if you…if you die?"

The thought was sentimental but in the end...Diana knew the truth. The blunt cold truth.

"I don't mean anything to you. I don't mean anything to anyone. It'll just…It'll just pass."

"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT!"

"Syndra is...Oh fuck..."

Syndra was crying. She wasn't angry, she wasn't looking at Diana in contempt she wasn't even the same person Diana had yelled at the same morning. And that had Diana lost for words. Until Syndra started turning towards the door.

"Wait! SYNDRAA!"

Syndra stopped turning. Diana wasn't sure which one out of the two of them was more confused. But she had to start talking first, so she did, or at least managed to get a few syllables out.

"Syndra…I….I…..

….Alright. Here's the plan."

Without a doubt the most annoying thing about Diana's lore is that it doesn't say why she joined, because she really wouldn't want to. So my headcanon is that she was forced. Hence the Leaguebreak.