Yukami here with a few things I wanna say before yall get into this next oneshot.
One, i should mention that these pairings are individual unless mentioned in and AN previously or explicitly noted within the story. Otherwises all canon pairings ae valid, such as Garen x Katarina or Ashe x Tryndamere.
Secondly, I am sorry for promising more updates to SI and falling short. My mind has been revolving around TLY so much only because it has an actual story not directly portraying sex. That and I like the way the story is set up, so it is easier to get ideas to the future. Don't be troubled, SI will have chapters, but as it stands my mind will jump to TLY and FotI almost all the time.
To that one guy that asked about the previous oneshot with Kat and the man-lion, i just wanna say that if you was two, not one, two of the top predators on the food chain, AT THE SAME TIME, wouldn't you have benefits to your anatomy? HAVE YOU EVER HEARD A MINOTAUR THAT WASNT HUNG? DO YOU NOT KNOW HOW BIG RENGAR IS? I'm not trying to batter you, but i thought it was funny as fuck when you asked this and I went through the logic once again. So yes, i thought that being a man lion that shadowed human height would imply you are holding a third leg. Also I am trying to work with as many kinks as I can so that the story can please more people than just the Vanilla lovers. Like i said, commissions for stories are open, my rates seem pretty fair considering the most you pay is $40, and that is with any pairing, and sexuality, any kink, and with two extra chapters to the story. But it is your decision.
With all that out of the way, time for some people to take the beef train to tuna town.
The Shadows Beckon (Talon x Evelynn)
The life of an assassin is difficult, to say the least. Talon knows this fact like the color of his skin, as he had been living his life even before being a Du Couteau as a killer. It only was until he met Marcus Du Couteau that his art of killing people, be it with or without rhyme or reason, had become a profession and a technique. It isn't to say he didn't have technique when killing, but that his skill made him the third most deadly bladesman and silent killer in all of Runeterra. Even the infamous Katarina, his red headed step sibling, marks his skill as a killer to be on par with hers. And how could she lie to it? His skill and instinctive intuition in a kill, in being silent, in the art of assassination, was a literal diamond amongst the coal that was the Noxian military. From an early age, his life had been nothing but darkness and death, the consequence and life essence of an assassin. Trust your instincts, always keep your eyes open and aware, never let your guard down and more importantly, know that things are not as they appear to your eyes.
Which is why he knew for a guaranteed fact that he was being followed.
Well, followed was more of an understatement to the situation. Stalked is more precise. He knew for a long time now that someone was hunting him. There were too many instances of which he could see his pursuant slipping up and revealing their presence. Too many moments where he felt there was more than one person near him, staring directly at him, observing him like a predator to prey. Difference is that he had no predator. On the contrary, he was the epitome of predators, able to stalk and hunt without his victim knowing he even existed, until his blade was wedged into their vital points and their blood pooled their life essence away. But in the current case, the Blade's Shadow was certain he was being stalked, the roles of him being the hunter finding his target being reversed against him.
The stalker, as he discovered, had many niches to his or her actions. Many times he felt the stalker near him, it was at night. While there were several occasions of which the stalker was near during the day, it faded quickly as Talon went into thick crowds or well-lit areas. However on the nights he didn't feel like staying indoors, he felt the stalker nearly everywhere at all times. And he knew for a fact that they were seeking him in specific, as he normally stays away from people when he is by himself at night.
Of course, he had attempted to confront the stalker, dipping around corners before turning himself to the shadows and awaiting the person to follow in search of him, but as he attempted he found that they were just as good at hiding themselves as he was. Their presence, much like his ability to catch them, fade into thin air. Which perplexed Talon further as he knew he was one of the few people in the Institute that was this proficient in hiding himself. Years of doing so proved it. There were times where he went into long halls with the stalker tailing him that he threw his arsenal of daggers to what he assumed was their body, only to watch them ping off a wall harmlessly.
After so long, Talon assumed it was just his instinct working overtime, but it was those times he doubted it that he saw a blur of purple fade from his line of sight, reminding him to never doubt his instincts of being stalked. Even now, as he leaves from his final match within the rift, does he feel that same sensation of being observed, and upon turning to face where his feelings stood, he caught a wisp of purple fading from view.
"I don't know who you are, but this game ends today." He mumbled as he turned around and walked away.
Evelynn, being one of the few people within the institute to maintain invisibility as if it was a second skin, was baffled that the glorious man she had been observing for so long kept finding out about her being near him. Every time she comes near, he moves himself to a place where it is impossible for her to avoid being seen or heard, and in times that he attempted to catch her, he came alarmingly close to finding out.
"I do not understand. I have been careful not to even give off a mana essence while I am close to him. How does he know I am around?" she whispered, once again observing the assassin known as Talon Du Couteau. The Widowmaker, known for her sadistic methods of killing, was prone to hear of a man whom had stealth and bloodthirst rivaling hers.
Discovering that he was as she expected, she continued to observe him from a distance. It had been slight for a few months, passing by him only to stop and gaze for a moment longer or maybe focusing her attention to him while in the same match. But as the frequency of her observation increased, so did her desire to see him in general. When she discovered his disdain to sweets, or the act that when he sleeps is normally when it was the daytime and the fact that he likes dogs, she did not know, but it concerned her for one man to be so prevalent in her mind. That habit, while initially to see if she could end him, turned into an addiction, a drug-like need to find him and watch him go about his day. She became his hidden shadow, the pair of eyes that only watched him, a stalker of the assassin.
"Such a magnificent creature…" she whispered as she continued to tail him. His stride was calm and calculated, meaning he was well aware of what he was doing even in moving about, but the way the cowl of his cape shifted slightly to the left every few moments meant he knew that she was behind him. She had to be as careful as she always was around him, knowing that if by chance today was the day he discovered her, nothing could save her. "How do you do it…?"
As she continued to tail him into the Noxian residency sections of the Institute, she saw him pause to greet the Sinister Blade, their conversation seeming friendly as she saw her smile. Eve scowled.
"What are they talking about? And why is he speaking to her?" she whispered, before moving to a closer point hopefully to try and catch what the two were saying. She knew that their relationship was pretty plutonic, being step-siblings and comrades within the work they do, but they seemed a little too friendly to be just brother and sister. Eve could only mentally attack the Sinister Blade for speaking so happily to the assassin. Her assassin.
Then it dawned onto her. She was jealous that they shared such a close relationship. She had known that her stalking, initially for ulterior motives, fostered an obsession with the Blade's Shadow akin to secret admiration, but now she realized that she wanted him. She no longer wanted to analyze his skill, nor seek his current activity, but to fully own the Noxian assassin as her own, and watching another woman keep him entertained was boiling her irritation.
"How dare she speak to my love so casually?! That red headed bitch should know her place!" she said. Normally she would deny her jealousy to any male, but this wasn't the case now. She was genuinely upset that the Sinister Blade was in a deeper relation to Talon than she was. Knowing that they were far from actual blood family, it wouldn't be long before one or the other decided to try something new. Eve wouldn't have it.
"Since you like being buddy buddy with that bitch, I will make sure her, and you, know that you are mine…" Eve affirmed as she turned away from facing the two. "Tonight I will have you, Blade's Shadow."
Talon, after his idle conversation with his step sister, continued his walk back to his secluded abode. Normally affiliated champions would be given residency inside the league amongst their compatriots and relatives, as to prevent tension for distancing relations. Talon, however, chose to idle himself in a home away from the majority of Noxus' section within the Institute, secluding himself into the dense forestry surrounding the section behind it. Due to its far positioning, Talon didn't have to worry about people bothering him when he did not want to be bothered. And due to a stalker happening to follow him throughout the league except to his abode, he was more than content with it.
The passage to his home was relatively troublesome, with the extensive and dense flora happening to mislead most and capture others into its maze. He knew, unlike everyone else, how to scale through the forestry to get to his abode, and easily passed through the labyrinth of vegetation before coming to a small clearing where a small hut stood.
Walking up casually, Talon made sure there was no one tailing him before shuffling into his pocket to pull out the small rune that served more like a key to the lock of his door. Waving it over the lock, the first thing that caught him by surprise was the lack of the lock shifting as he expected. For a moment, he had to recall if he had forgot to lock it like he normally does, but as he opened the door, he waited to hear the sound of a snap of wood from the door being opened, a failsafe alarm for if someone had broken into his home while he was away. Opening it fully, he failed to hear the snap of wood, and immediately knew that someone had entered his abode prior to his return.
Talon ducked low silently, allowing his extreme sense of hearing to pick up any movement within the house. He happened to hear the hitch of someone's breathing in the hallway to his room, the door being wide open as he examined the spacing. He furrowed his brow as he unsheathed and readied his trustworthy armblade. Slowly, Talon paced himself closer and closer to the room, keeping an eye out for any small movement or a sudden sound to come from the chambers.
As he reached the doorway. He stepped in crouching low, scanning around his room like a hawk for anything to jump out at him or for something to go missing. Passing the threshold of the frame, Talon caught scent of something foreign. An almost sweet scent to waft into his nose unwillingly. He quickly threw his hand over his nose to avoid inhaling anymore of the scent, uncertain as to what it could be. In that moment, however, he failed to see the wooded chair quickly swing from above him to his head. The seat slammed into his head, breaking immediately upon impact and sending a thrumming wave of pain before shutting down the assassin's functions. He dropped forward with a groan before his vision grew blurry and his consciousness began to fade. With the last bit of activeness within his eyes, he saw a wisp of purple float in front of him, before a pair of blood red eyes appeared. After that, his world went dark.
Talon woke up later, his head throbbing madly and his senses hazy. He felt the comfortable and familiar sensation of his bed underneath him, which means he was laying down on it. Instinctively he threw his right arm out to cut whomever was near him, until he realized a few odd factors to the moment.
For one, his armblade, bladed cape and most of his clothing were absent from his body. What was left on his body was his blue and white striped boxers. Secondly, his right arm, normally housing his armblade, was tied tightly to the bed post, along with his other appendages to other parts of his bed, leaving his spread eagle onto the mattress and exposed. Lastly, and probably the piece to take the cake, was that looking out the window above his bed showed that the day had passed, the moon shining it's radiance into the room oddly lit with candles at each corner.
What is going on? He thought, tugging his arms from the hemp rope that held him down. Of course the binds were tight and strong enough to make his attempt all in vain. He looked around, hoping to spot something to use to break the binds, before one last detail that he did not see immediately caught his eye. A syringe with its contents emptied was sticking out his left forearm.
"You are finally awake, my love? Good…it is so nice to see you." A feminine voice called form thin air. Talon froze up as he scanned the room once more to find the source of the call, only to meet gazes with a floating pair of red eyes near his opened door. Squinting his eyes, the form of a woman began to take shape, until he clarified that the Widowmaker, Evelynn, was currently staring him down, a sinister grin on her face.
"Evelynn." Talon said, his voice calm and cool, but the depth still rumbling throughout his chambers. "To what do I owe the pleasure of this scenario?"
"Just a wondrous plan to finally get you after several months of watching you go about your life." She called, walking from the frame of his door to the bed. "I am so glad I got the chance to finally meet you."
"Normal people typically call to me instead of knocking me out and tying me to my bed." Talon returned.
"Normal people, for one, get killed by special people like you and I. Normal people, secondly, do not feel or think the way I do." Eve placed a knee onto the bed, crawling across the king sized mattress before. "My actions, feelings, and more importantly, desires, are far from normal, my love."
"Justifying your word, I can safely assume you have been the one stalking me for so long?"
"Stalking? That's so mean. I like to call it admiring my goods from afar."
"Literally everyone with a brain and sanity would think otherwise."
"Which is why I am not everyone, my dear." She giggled. Talon tugged onto the bindings once more, still met with no pleasing result.
"Care to release me?" Talon asked, his tone one of knowing.
"Before I got what I came here for? I don't think so."
"Thought so. If you are here to kill me, I will have you know your best time was when I was out cold."
"If I was here to kill you, I wouldn't have wasted a chair to knock you out in the first place." Eve said. Now she threw her leg over to each side of him, sitting on top of the assassin. Her hands slid up to examine the stretch of scars and cuts that adorned his body. "In fact, in a few moments, you will be begging me to stay…"
"So this was your game? Good luck getting me to comply." Talon spat, a triumphant grin on his face.
"You will. That is what that needle was for." Eve returned.
"A drug to make me consent? Even if that was-"
"And there goes your first mistake, my dear. That was Shadazi extract in that needle." Talon's eyes went wide, his grin falling immediately. "Surprised I got some? Not hard to get a substance in a place you live and with people that can help you do things you want~"
Talon knew of the Shadazi weed. The plant, while harmless to people with relatively good health throughout their life, can be boiled down and mashed into paste before mixed with water to make an extremely potent drug. It seeps into the blood stream and increases stamina and awareness after three hours, at the cost of sensitivity to pleasure. What was problematic was that it was normally used as an aphrodisiac, one only people who traveled to the Shadow Isle and lived to harvest some could have, and in the case of the Blade's Shadow, his lack of careful health maintenance from birth outside not taking a blade to the throat would make this harmless plant his worst nightmare, especially considering what Eve was planning.
"You bitch! I will kill you when I get out of this!" Talon seethed. Eve smiled sadistically as she cupped his head in her hands.
"I love that deep voice of yours…so dark and sinister…so threatening…so gods damned sexy…" Eve complimented seductively, running her fingers through his brown locks before pulling his head up into hers for a heated kiss. Eve wasted no time in shoving her long tongue down Talon's throat, wrapping her tongue around his and dancing wildly throughout his mouth. Talon couldn't resist the Widowmaker's advance in his mouth, his own libido spiking immediately and nearly forcing him to return the kiss with equal fervor. After a few seconds of battling tongues, Eve pulled hers out before sucking on his bottom lip and biting down on the flesh, earning a growl of pain from the Blade's Shadow.
Releasing his lip from her teeth, Eve giggled sultrily as she ran her tongue across his face upward, stopping just short of his forehead before leaving a kiss onto his brow. "You say no, but the way you returned my kiss was far from it~" Eve mocked as she stared down into his amber pools.
"It's that goddamned weed you stuck in me…" Talon argued.
"Sure it is…I bet you loved it. Just like you love the idea of kissing me…of sticking your rock hard cock into my pussy…" Upon hearing that, Talon groaned, his imagination running wild with ideas, his dick instinctively swelling up and rubbing against the Widowmaker's rear. "You're friend certainly loves the idea of fucking me…"
Eve sat up, her back arched, and reached around to grip the assassin's erection in hand, while her other hand pulled up to her chest to pull down the corset that she normally wore, exposing her supple breasts with surprisingly erect nipples. She had gripped onto her mound and began groping it, while simultaneously stroking the Blade's Shadow's erection behind her slowly. Talon groaned out as the sensitivity of his loins made it impossible for it to feel anything other than heavenly. Which is wrong considering he should be hating this.
"I have been watching you…Speaking with whomever you choose, watching you get all friendly with everyone besides me. I bet you enjoy being with that red head. Probably enjoy shoving your rock hard cock in her every night. Wasting yourself with such filth." Eve seethed, her hand curling until her nails threatened to puncture the assassin's member. "But that freedom ends tonight, my love. Before the sun rises tomorrow morning, you will be begging like a dog in heat, willing to hump a leg upon sight. And I will make sure you only come to me…" Eve cooed, returning to her slow, tantalizing strokes along his member. She slid from her spot on his stomach downward until her chest was near his crotch, giving her full view of his eight and a half inch erection.
"Hello, my dear. My name is Evelynn, and I will be your best friend from here on out~" she called before pressing her lips to the underside of his head. She began slowly kissing downward, enjoying the sweltering heat of his engorged member against her lips. The heat of his erection, the smell of his cock, the taste of his amazing dick on her lip was driving her insane. Many nights she had fantasized this moment, finally coming into contact with his libido and witnessing his girth otherwise hidden by his dark demeanor and blades. Her imagination of such a tool often leaving her ragged after attempting to pleasure herself. But as of this moment, there was no fantasy. There was no idea of his body within her reach, or the need to mimic a sensation she longed for. It took all her will to not take the assassin in his sleep until he was spent, then waiting for him to wake so she could continue. Now she had him, and she wasn't going to let go.
Once her kisses reached his base, she stuck her tongue out, covering the bottom of his length with the slick muscle to taste directly. She was salivating wildly, almost dribbling spit onto one side, lubricating it immensely. Trailing her tongue upward to his head once more, the flavor stuck to her tongue, earning a desperate moan of appreciation from her throat. Talon had to bite his tongue to restrain the moan he was about to release, the slow and small tongue play on his shaft burning him from the inside out.
Upon reaching his tip once more, Eve twirled her tongue around the head a few times before enveloping the bulbous peak of his erection within her lips, sucking hard as if she was pulling the flavor of a lollipop off. Releasing her suction to her mouth, she widened her mouth before slowly sliding her tongue down his cock, wrapping more and more of his member between her lips. She reached halfway before closing her lips completely around his erection and pulling back on the shaft.
"Aaarrgghh…" Talon groaned desperately as he was forced to watch the Widowmaker retreat slowly, not sure anymore if he really hated the treatment or if he wanted her to stop teasing him. Eve on the other hand, was too excited to notice his groan. She began moving downward onto his member once more, this time looking up to face the assassin pleadingly. Watching him squirm to her actions only amplified her own desire, as she instinctively began bobbing up and down onto his member at a much faster pace. She took high care in caressing his shaft with her tongue, while simultaneously stroking his flesh with her plump lips.
After a few minutes of blowing the assassin, Eve pulled of his dick with a loud pop, earning a low growl from Talon. She giggled as she replaced her tongue onto the side of his erection, taking care to taste as much of his member as possible.
"I can see you are beginning to enjoy my little service, Talon." She cooed, removing her tongue from his shaft and stroking his dick. Talon could only glare at this point, not letting his words prove her right. While he initially disliked being submissive to the Widowmaker, she was proving to be skilled in making him like her attention. His body swam in lust, and half of his glare was more to indicate a warning for her to stop teasing him than for her to stop altogether. Of course, she saw right through it and smiled devilishly.
"Silent now? Only means that you don't want to admit you want me~" Eve called seductively. "Don't worry my love. We will get to the best part soon, but I want to taste everything from you…" with that, she began stroking strongly, attempting to ebb Talon's climax out of him fast. Talon was now panting wildly, his breathing caught every few seconds by a growl or a moan.
With her hand jerking the assassin off, Eve went lower before capturing one of his testicles into her mouth. She began playing with his balls using her tongue, salivating onto his sack profusely before releasing his testicle and licking. All the while staring directly into the assassin's eyes, watching his reaction to every flick of the tongue and every stroke of her hand. Watching him writhe under her, his small squirms to resist succumbing to her actions and his own lust, his growls and grunts attempting to hide the pleasured moans he was making. All the resilience that she had admired and loved in the Blade's Shadow only made her want more.
"Gods…dammit!" Talon groaned as he clenched his teeth to hold onto the climax he was close to having. But as the Widowmaker continued to focus her mouth and tongue to his crotch, his grip on that climax was fading, and his eruption would soon entail.
"Come on, Talon. Cum for me. Cum from me jerking your cock. Cum from me sucking your balls." Eve ordered. Within a few more strokes and one last lick, Talon's dick throbbed wildly and soon after he groaned madly as his dick spasmed and shot out his spunk in squirts. Jerking every drop she could from his dick, she forced a few ropes to shoot into the air and fall onto her face and hair, before capturing his head into her mouth and jerking the contents down her throat, eagerly drinking his seed. When she felt the intense throbbing slow, she began sucking whatever was remaining in his dick while squeezing his balls for anything else. After months of waiting, she was going to drain him of everything he had, one way or another.
Talon was panting heavily, his unwanted orgasm finally hitting him and forcing weeks of pent up desire to spurt out of his cock. as his climax receded and Eve sucked whatever was left within his dick, Talon's vision went hazy as he looked down to the assassin, meeting her red eyes with his amber ones. Eve released his dick from the grip of her lips, before swishing the bubbling seed she caught on her tongue in her mouth to fully savor the taste.
Opening her mouth, she showed a large wad of his spunk still on her tongue. "So much…you saved all this for me?" she called before closing her mouth and swallowing the remaining liquid in one gulp. Opening her mouth once more, she revealed that not a drop was left. "I guess it is better with age." She giggled.
"Fucking…hells…" Talon panted, looking up to the ceiling as he attempted to regain his vision. He felt the bed shift, and looked back to see Eve clamoring over his body to his head, before catching his lips with hers. This time, his own lust made him return the kiss equally, their tongues dancing with their mouths.
Eve released her kiss and smiled. "Finally coming along are we?" she said. Talon scowled.
"Fuck you." He spat. Eve was slightly disappointed to see him still resisting, but shrugged it off as she knew they were far from done.
"That is your job." She returned, before crawling over him further before placing her legs on both sides of his head and dropping her weight so her core was covering his lips. "Hope you're hungry."
Talon, still recovering from his climax, was still overcome with arousal mentally. The smell of the Widowmaker's crotch so close was blurring his thoughts once again, and within moments his tongue stuck out to lick the cloth that cover her womanhood from direct contact.
"AAHhhnn! That's a good boy…" Eve moaned, placing both her hands within his locks of hair and pressing him deeper into her crotch. She had been wet since the moment she saw his cock, but quelled her own desire to make certain the Blade's Shadow would comply with her actions. She peered down, gazing into the amber pools of the assassin, filled with confliction. "Having fun?"
"Mmmmph" he called, his voice muffled by her crotch on his mouth. While he wanted to complain, parts of him were beginning to enjoy the moment. Then the thought occurred to him. If I get her off, then I can get her out. That, and it doesn't seem too bad to fuck the woman anyway.
With a smile, Talon stuck his tongue out and caressed the point at her crotch where he believed was her clitoris. Eve shuddered strongly, releasing a pleasured breath mixed in a moan. Bingo. He thought, as he began focusing his efforts onto the small spot, grazing his teeth and tongue on the fabric covering her bud.
"Oh…that…is really nice…nnnghhh…" Eve moaned, raising her hand to her breast and groping it herself. She used her free hand to grab the fabric that covered her pussy, currently soaked in the saliva from the assassin under her and her own arousal, and slid it to the side of her crotch to expose herself to him. She was pleasantly surprised to feel him immediately tackle her nerves with his tongue, each movement sending waves of bliss through her body. "Don't stop…"
Talon heard her plea and continued to assault her nethers, taking care to cover her love bud while tasting her lips and inner core. As he progressed, he found more enjoyment in playing with the Widowmaker. The sounds of her moaning and panting were becoming intoxicating to his ears, the smell of her scent more addicting, and the taste of her dripping pussy on his tongue more desirable as he continued. Before long, his own arousal was beginning to reform, his previously flaccid and spent cock hardening as he drank the essence from the woman.
Sticking his tongue into her walls, Eve bit down on her lip before leaning forward and holding herself up on the headboard of the bed. She began grinding herself back and forward to mimic the pace and patterns of Ralon's tongue within her. "Gods your tongue…!" she moaned. Her nethers eventually began to throb strongly as she felt him flail wildly within her, and in moments she held her breath to withstand her first orgasm from the assassin. "I'm gonna cum…!"
Talon, upon hearing her plea, slid his tongue to the spot he knew was the sensitive bullseye within the woman, roughly ebbing the last bit of pleasure through her at its highest point. With success, he hear her cry out before feeling her thighs clench around his head and her muscles tense up. Her core began to throb and convulse, before a torrent of her climax gushed forth into his mouth, some of which falling short and drenching his face. As he drank her cum, his mind began to blur once more, his own arousal making it difficult to resist anymore.
A moment of pants, silent swears and shuddering later, and Eve giggled as she slid off the assassin's face and smiled down at him. "Eager to please now, aren't we?" she called.
"No. just want to get this over with as soon as possible." He retorted. Eve bit down on her lip as she latched herself to his once more, tasting herself on his tongue and lips. To her surprise, he returned her kiss with more passion than she did, immediately pressing his tongue into her mouth. The two kissed for several seconds, unlinking and relinking each other's lips and tongue and desperately finding the other's saliva. Breaking the lock of their lips, Evelynn smiled down at Talon.
"Compliant now?"
"How about you get these ropes off and I show you how compliant I am."
"Nope. I know how sneaky you are, Talon. The moment I break one of these bonds, you either kick me out or kill me. And we haven't gotten to the main part just yet."
"Then would it be surprising if I showed you my hands?" Talon said, as he reached down to show open palms to the Widowmaker. It took a literal second for the freed arms of the assassin to register before Eve's smile melted into a fearful expression. HOW DID HE GET OUT OF MY ROPES?!
Eve immediately went to jump off the assassin, but was caught by the sides in his arms as he sat up. Her heart was racing that she was about to die. "Where are you going?"
"Please don't kill me! I'm sorry, Talon!" she cried, attempting to squirm out his grip. Unfortunately his strength surpassed her own, especially since her muscles were still recovering from her orgasm, and she knew that there wasn't any escape if he got his grip.
"Kill you?" Talon asked. Eve stopped squirming and faced the assassin with a questioning look, before being surprised to feel him grip her hair and shove his lips back onto hers. The kiss was unreal in comparison to the previous ones. There was no tongue, no licking, no lust, no heated desire. Just the lips of his on hers passionately. After a few moments of their lips being locked, Talon backed off. "We haven't gotten to the main part, right?"
Eve was perplexed. She was genuinely confused as to why he would comply with her after she tied him up and literally forced herself onto him. She was confused as to how his binds, ropes she tied with the expertise of a god, was so easily broken. She was confused as to why he hadn't attempted to gut her for stalking him, capturing him, and ultimately using him like a sex toy. But most of all, she was confused as to why her heart and mind melted at such an innocent kiss.
Talon took the silence she held and used it to unwrap the ropes around his leg, knowing the best way to unhook the binds as he had done so a million and one times before. "The knot you used to bind my arms and legs is one that I had already learned how to break and tie. All I needed was some time to move my arm around to loosen it. To be honest I had it ready to break the moment you began sucking my dick, but that goddamned weed you put in me made it hard to focus with those godlike lips on me. But when I finished and you sat on my face, I immediately undid the binds. I only sat there until you got finished to show you I was freed." He explained.
"But…why…?" Eve began.
"Haven't I cut you to ribbons yet? Because for one, I can't blame you for wanting me. Two, you are one of the few women I have met to catch me off and fully restrain me, which takes a lot of skill. And three…" Talon flipped them around, dropping Eve onto the mattress with her body upside down and her legs pointed outward while he sat up and hovered over her. "…because I could really use a good fucking right now."
Without waiting for her to adjust, Talon ripped the covering of her nethers off to reveal her core to him once more, plunging himself into her folds. Eve moaned loudly as she felt his tongue tackle her core again, his hands pushing her thighs down so her ankles would be near her head and her ass and pussy exposed to the air facing the ceiling. With her in a pile driver position, Talon was able to reverse the roles of dominance, watching her squirm under him as he greedily lapped away at her folds.
"Oh…fuck!" she screamed, the sensation of his tongue within her moments after her orgasm becoming too much for her. She gripped the sheets of the bed, currently soaked in his and her sweat, along with both of their bodily fluids, as she attempted to restrain moaning and panting like a bitch in heat.
This…isn't right! She argued in her mind. I was…nnngh…supposed to own you! Why do I feel so good like this?! Eve was in conflict with herself, wanting to be the dominant one, but loving the way the assassin began using her after he freed himself. She hated this submissive role, but the way he was tongue fucking her pussy, the way he glared at her as he ate her out, the sound of his voice when he spoke, the strength that he had over her, all of that coupled with many more reasons was making it impossible to argue with the moment.
Talon pulled his tongue out of her with a smile, before dipping two fingers into his mouth to lubricate them and plunging the digits into her cunt, rapidly pumping his fingers into her and curling them within her. Eve's moans were now unrestricted, as she foregone the need to hold back from the euphoric feeling he was giving her.
"You really enjoy being on top don't you? You love having your own little toys to fuck whenever you get wet. You love having men bow their heads down for a single night of you being the dominant one." Talon said, his deep voice rumbling through like thunder. With each syllable, Eve felt her arousal grow stronger and hotter, her nethers leaking her juices as he continued to pump his fingers into her. "However, I am never the submissive one. Whether it is from beginning to end, halfway through, or only at the start, by the time I am done, I am the one on top."
It didn't take long with the overwhelming amount of pressure to her pussy and mind for Evelynn to climax for the second time, her words long ended as her voice was used to moan out her orgasm. Talon pulled his fingers out, before pressing his mouth to her core once more, drinking her cum again like a water fountain shooting its contents. Within moments, Eve was a panting mess of lust and exhaustion. Her eyes finding it difficult to level themselves, mimicking her lungs and heart rate. Talon smiled down wickedly at his work.
"We aren't done yet, Eve." He ordered, sliding himself off the mattress. "If you want the main event so badly, you gotta work for it."
Eve was able to register his words, and with struggled difficulty, managed to sit up and crawl across the bed until she was at the edge near the assassins legs. Talon smile never faltered, as he reached down and grabbed her corset before ripping the fabric open. Pulling it off her roughly, he exposed more and more of her bluish skin, until the only thing she was wearing was the intricate stockings she wore on the rift, her arm wrappings and the spiked collar on her neck.
"That is more like it." Talon said. Eve looked up to see his gaze upon her, those amber pools once filled with hatred and resilience now overflowing with dominance and perversion. Talon had leaned down to her eye level, placing his hand to her chin and brushing his thumb across her lips. The way he made her feel was so foreign to her, but at the same time so enticing. She was beyond excited to be the subordinate one now, as she began sucking his thumb.
"Eager to please now, aren't we?" Talon mumbled. Eve only nodded, her eyes filled with longing as she reached up and pulled his hand further to her, sucking desperately onto his digit. "Good. I want you to lay on your back and spread yourself nice and wide for me."
Wordlessly, she released his thumb from her mouth and did as he ordered, laying onto the mattress near the edge before grabbing her thighs and opening her legs up widely. He chuckled.
"You know, Eve, I don't mind returning your feelings. I promise I won't hurt you or leave you, but you have to commit to one thing." Talon offered. Eve's eyes widened, her smile spreading. "You will be my little slut. When I say to do something, you will do it without question. You belong to me and only me, understand?" She nodded fervently, more than happy with being his personal slut. Talon smiled as he gripped his cock and positioned it to her drenched nethers.
"Then with this…" he thrusted forward with all his strength, hilting himself to the base in one thrust. Eve screamed out in pleasure, a third orgasm immediately wracking her body. "You are mine, Evelynn."
"Gods yes…!" she screamed. Talon immediately pulled himself out halfway before sheathing himself back into her, immediately creating a rhythm of fucking her. He gripped onto her sides and as he thrusted pulled her into his waist. His groans were only matched to her pleas of delirium. Each thrust met with a moan and the sound of her ass slapping against his waist.
"Fuck…you are tight…" he breathed, finding it difficult to fully plunge into her with all his might when she sucks down onto his cock like a vice. He looked up to see her euphoric expression and watch as her tits bounced wildly back and forth. He reached up from her sides with a hand and firmly gripped her breast, groping and smacking the teat roughly. Evelynn's tongue lulled out of her mouth, her pants and moans seemingly lacking in oxygen. Talon took the chance and leaned forward to grab her tongue with his mouth, sucking on the slick muscle and tackling it with his own. Eve was no longer holding her leg, but instead used them to wrap herself around the assassin's waist while her arms flung to clutch at his torso. She clawed at his back, her nails cutting into his skin.
After several minutes of relentlessly pumping into her, Talon slammed into her waist once, nearly punching her cervix, before pulling out fully. Eve unlocked her legs from around him and sat up to her knees, immediately gripping his cock and shoving it into her mouth greedily. She began sucking him off, bobbing her head back and forth wildly while cleaning whatever fluid was from within her from his cock with her tongue. As she continued to blow him, he gripped her by the sides of her head and began thrusting forward into her mouth, roughly pushing his bulbous head down her esophagus and throat fucking her.
"I could get used to this…" Talon mumbled with a smile, throwing his head back as he continued to fuck her mouth. Soon after, he pulled her head into him until his cock was hilting at his base, holding her there for a few seconds before pulling her off him. "That's a good girl…now turn around and stick your ass up."
Once again, she obeyed wordlessly, succumbing to her own lust. She had turned around and sat on her knees and elbows, letting her ass face the assassin readily. Talon gave her plump rear a firm smack, earning a moan of approval.
"You like being my little whore, don't you?" Talon said.
"Yes…I love being your little slut. I wanna be your favorite cock sleeve forever…" she breathed, moaning as another firm slap landed on her ass once more.
"That's right. You are my little cock sleeve…" he mumbled before pulling her roughly to stand at the edge of the bed, dipping his cock back into her awaiting cunt. Eve shot up and moaned loudly, the bliss of Talon's erection once again hilting into her sending her mind to the clouds. "And you are one tight sleeve…"
Eve was on her toes and hands as Talon thrusted wildly within her. She relished the feeling of his member grazing in all the right places of her pussy. What was supposed to be her turning him into a living dildo transformed into her becoming his personal fuck toy, and she loved the idea of Talon fucking her senseless whenever he wanted to. Maybe he would let her stay here in his home, where he would return to an obedient slut waiting to drain his balls of every drop of seed he had. She could only hope at this point, if she was able to fathom a thought outside the pleasure she received.
"Fuck me…harder…please!" she begged, her eyes scrolling up her head and her bottom lip being caught between her teeth. Talon sincerely enjoyed himself, and was more than willing to oblige to the Widowmaker becoming his. He pulled her by the shoulders and forced her to press her back against him, before turning her by the chin and shoving his tongue into her mouth, immediately feeling her tongue latch to his submissively. His hands previously gripped to her sides and ass, reached around to play with her breasts, more accentuated from the arch in her back as she pressed against him. She had reached up to hold him, but her arms were caught by his and pressed behind her back. They released the kiss before he shoved her forward and into the mattress, her face landing into the cushion and she looked back at him longingly.
It didn't take long before Talon felt his cock swell, his inevitable climax approaching. He didn't care for the Widowmaker's verbal consent to finish inside her, as he knew she would allow it considering the magical barrier of the Institute dispelled pregnancy with champions. He groaned out as his thrusts became more sloppy and desperate.
"I'm about to fill you to the brim, girl." He groaned.
"Fuck yes! Fill me up, Talon!" she screamed, now throwing herself back into his thrusts expectantly. He gripped onto her sides, and within a dozen or so more pumps into her, felt his cock pulse madly before a torrent of his seed exploded within her.
"Ahhh….gods…" he moaned, his head falling back as he let his body dump every bit of his spunk into the Widowmaker. From the sound of her long hitched moan and the feeling of her pussy nearly clutching his dick, he could tell she came as well. He pulled out of her while he shot his load, stroking it against her entrance and letting the abundant amount already in her drain to meet the spunk he was shooting onto her entrance. Raising his cock a little higher, he shot his last few ropes onto Eve's back allowing the seed to pool in the small. With his balls fully drained, he propped his dick on top of her cum-covered ass and back, watching her body spasm and shudder before she fell forward onto her face.
"I can tell we are going to be the best of friends, Evelynn." He mumbled as he smacked her ass one more time. He pushed her to her side, letting the seed on her back slid down to the mattress sheets. He grabbed her head by the air and pushed himself against her mouth, sliding his dick between her lips and feeling her tongue run over his head, cleaning the leftover cum on the tip. Pulling his dick out once again, he smacked her face a few times on her cheek before letting her drop once more onto the mattress. He grabbed the sheets bundled at the opposite edge of the mattress and flung them over him and her, allowing the exhaustion of his session with the Widowmaker take him to sleep.
Talon woke up to the slight rays of sunlight peeing through his window and the sound of slurping. His senses slightly dulled, he looked around his room for a moment before feeling his cock slide across something slick and hot. Looking down, he saw the sheets covering him tented at his crotch, and upon tossing them off, saw the Widowmaker happily blowing him. She paused for a moment and giggle as she released his dick from her mouth.
"Good morning, Talon." She called seductively. She began stroking his dick before rewrapping her lips around his dick and bobbing up and down his length.
"Morning, Eve. I see you are active…nnngh…even before I wake up." Talon replied, reaching down to brush some stray hairs from obscuring his vision of her and cupping her head with his hand. She nuzzled against his palm as she continued to service him lovingly. Within moments, Talon groaned out, his cock erupting with his seed once again into her mouth. She willingly stuffed her throat with his dick, letting his spunk slid down her esophagus into her stomach. When he was spent of his load, she pulled off him and licked her lips.
"Delicious…"she purred. Talon smirked as he pulled her up to meet his lips, their tongue catching onto one another as she wrapped her arms around his neck and he rested his hands to her backside. "That was magical last night, my love."
"Glad you figure. That Shadazi plant helped out a lot." He replied. Eve looked to him confused, before her eyes widened.
"Right…I forgot to mention that that wasn't Shadazi extract I injected into you…" Eve said nervously. Talon looked at her with a dead serious glare.
"What."
"Yeah…that was just a placebo that I made to make it seem like it was. I was gonna tell you after I was finished and let you find out that you did everything of your own will." Talon inhaled heavily, realizing he was just played like a fiddle. "Are…you mad?"
"I'm…digesting." He replied monotonously.
"I'm sorry for not saying anything before…"
"Oh no. You aren't in trouble." Eve looked up with excitement.
"Really?" she asked with a smile.
"But next time, because you lied, I get to fuck your ass." At that, her excitement died. "Dry."
Evelynn's eyes went wide, her color draining from her face. "Um…when is next time?" Talon chuckled as he gripped the underside of her ass and pulled her up, spreading her legs before prodding her pucker with his head. "…oh no."
"Oh yes."