Chapter 10: Political Hell Hole
Ahri sighed to herself as she wandered the halls. 'Where in the world is he?' she thought, frustrated. 'God damn it,' she groaned.
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Vayne scoffed as she watched the news. "That idiot," she said in a slightly angry tone, slamming her fist into her coffee table. 'Why Ashe and not me?' she questioned mentally before she shook her head. 'Stupid Sol.'
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Sol kissed Ashe again, wrapping his hand around her waist to pull her in closer. Ashe met his kiss, her surprisingly warm lips pressing passionately against his. Sol broke the kiss to gaze into her eyes.
"Bedroom?" he asked quietly as Ashe nodded, smiling as she took his hand and lead him to his... 'No, our,' he corrected, bedroom. Sol took a seat as Ashe straddled him, wrapping er arms around his neck and deeply kissing him.
Sol kissed her back, stroking her hair with this hands before moving to her bra to unclasp it. He ran his hand down her smooth and pale flesh, tickling her skin as he let the bra drop, revealing her perky and round breasts, the large yet shapely globes just as pale as her. Sol widened his eyes as he felt a small pulse of desire, his manhood shooting up.
Ashe hesitantly took his hand, slowly guiding to her breasts. "Touch me... Husband," she pleaded quietly. Sol complied, kneading her breasts softly, rolling his thumb across her nipple over and over. She let out a small moan, Sol feeling a small wet spot appear on his pants.
Sol moved his other hand down her back as he pulled her in for a kiss, his left hand slowly rubbing her rear. "Ashe..." he murmured lovingly into her ear, gently nibbling on her earlobe. She shivered at his touch, letting out small squeaks of pleasure along with an occasional moan.
She began to grind against his stiff crotch, gyrating her hips against his manhood, pushing Sol to let out a quiet groan of pleasure. Sol stopped fondling her, using his now free hand to reach down and stroke her wet pussy through the cloth.
Ashe smiled before gently pushing Sol onto the bed. "Here, my love," she whispered as she slipped off her panties, revealing a wet pussy, crowned with a neatly trimmed triangle of hair. "M-my king..." she murmured, her lovely red lips in a small smile as she tugged at his pants, pulling off what remained of his clothing in one move. Sol's somewhat large manhood sprang upwards, finally free from its confines.
She widened her eyes, her pale face flushing red in embarrassment and lust. She moved a hand tentatively, carefully grasping his cock in her slender yet strong fingers. Sol let out a groan of pleasure as Ashe gently pumped her hand, standing up to sit herself down atop his cock.
She paused as Sol's head penetrated her lips, letting out a moan. She grit her teeth and pushed fully, Sol breaking her hymen with one stroke. "Ah!" she screamed out in pain, tears flooding her eyes as Sol winced. Blood seeped, lightly dripping from her vagina along with her own other liquids. Sol gently grasped her arm, pulling her into a warm and wide embrace. "My queen. Ashe, my wife," he murmured. "I'm... Sorry..."
Ashe shook her head, tears now dried. "M-my virginity... My purity... B-belongs to you and you only, my love," she said with a pained smile. Sol kissed her as he grimaced mentally.
Still inside of her, Sol lifted up Ashe as he gently placed her on the bed. "Ashe, I'm going now..." he murmured, Ashe noddin in response. Sol started to push, widening his eyes at her tightness as Ashe let out a shrill cry. "Y-you're too big! You-you won't fit..." she said in almost a panicked voice.
Sol hooked an arm around one of her legs, pulling it up as he forced her pussy to spread slightly. "Ashe," he commands. "You are perfect and you are exactly fit for me, your king and lover," he declared. Ashe blushed. "Y-yes, my king. Make- M-M-Make love to your queen," she whispered as she reached down to gently rub her own clit.
Sol smiled and kissed her, speeding up as Ashe let out a moan of pleasure. Her walls were awfully tight around Sol as Sol grunted from exertion, thrusting with his hips faster. Ashe let out rather high-pitched noises, her back arching as her virgin pussy could not handle it. She came, electric ecstasy sending a shockwave through her form as liquid poured out of her split pussy.
Sol groaned as he continued, grasping a breast in her and and squishing down on it as he suckled her other pink and erect nipple happily. "Ashe..." he groaned. "S-so tight..." he managed to groan. "I-I'm gonna cum..." he said as he made to pull out.
Ashe refused, hooking her legs around Sol as her eyes were wildly glancing around, her breasts now bouncing win each wet slap. Sol widened his eyes. "Ashe!" He yelled. "I'm gonna... No- not insi-" he said before letting out a groan, Ashe's walls contracting as she milked his cock, semen pumping into her womb. Sol panted as he thrusted forward a few more times, cumming completely as Ashe let put a shrill cry, releasing once more. "S-soolll..." She moaned as she felt his hot cum inside of her, filling her. "I-I'm gonna get pregnant.. With your seed..." she panted.
Sol widened his eyes as he was allowed to escape. "Wh-what do you mean?" he asked.
Ashe smiled and pat her belly. "You... You came inside on a not safe day, my King..." she hummed happily.
Sol let out a small panicked gasp. "A-Ashe!" he yelled. "What in the fuck?!" he asked as he looked around in shock, anger, confusion and a whole bunch more emotions.
Ashe frowned. "I- I'm sorry Sol..." she said as she motioned to herself and Sol, the wedding ring that the Institute had provided for the photoshoot still on their fingers. "I-I..." she whispered as she crawled over to him slowly, cum dripping out of her pussy as her breasts hung.
Sol widened his eyes, jumping out of the bed before she could finish her sentence. He swiftly threw on pants and sighed heavily. "I need to get out of here..." he groaned, disappearing in a flash.
Sol had reappeared in Piltover, the long-distance warp causing him to gasp and fall to his knees, Sol temporarily losing control of his power as crimson fluid leaked from his mouth. Citizens gasped and crowded around the mysterious man who seemed to be bleeding heavily. Sol slowly straightened, his grey eyes painted a lick of crimson as his breathe became even once more.
He pushed past the small crowd of murmuring people as he stumbled, falling once more with a small snarl of pain. More crimson liquid-this time actually blood- dribbled out of his mouth as he sat on his knees.
An ambulance had arrived, the siren wailing as it approached. Two women approached Sol and attempted to help him up. He let out a small growl and shook them off of him, roughly standing on his own.
What seemed to be molten metal was left in a trail from where he had appeared, blood occasionally joining the other viscous and thick liquid. "I-I'm fine..." he mumbled to the paramedics.
One lady shook her head. "I'm afraid you're not the judge of that, sir," she said in a commanding yet kind voice, gently tugging him into the ambulance.
Sol sighed in annoyance. "Fine," he quietly relented, sitting down on the seat as the ambulance drove off, Sol's vision fading from red to white and back once more.
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The next thing he remembered was a blinding white light, a flash so bright he swore his eyes were burnt out. "Wh-what the fuck..." he groaned before his vision cleared, revealing that he was in fact in a hospital. Sol turned his head to a small squeaking noise. "Oh!" a short and somewhat large nurse exclaimed as she entered through the sliding door. "Mister Sol, you're finally awake. Glad to see that you finally chose to join the rest of us," she said in a friendly way. "There have been people waiting to see you."
Sol sighed before pulling at the needles in his skin. "Send 'em in, as long as they ain't reporters or anything," he growled. "Not gonna deal with some stupid shit the moment I woke up, got it lady?" he rasped with annoyance. The nurse flinched and nodded before hurrying out the room.
Sol heard the click of heels as well as a rustle of fur and smelled a fruity scent. He groaned as he facepalmed, his hand stinging with each movement. 'God damn it, she's gonna flip,' he grimaced as Ahri walked through the automatic door, wearing short shorts and a tank top. She was in fact wearing flats, which for some reason stood out to Sol.
"S-Sol?" Ahri said nervously, her hands behind her back. Sol realized he never looked at her face and did so, noticing that her eyes were red and dried tears were present on her face.
"H-hey babe," he responded quietly, unsure how to respond.
Ahri crinkled her eyes as she began to cry, jumping onto the bed and hugging him close. "I-I thought you left me!" she wailed, Sol closing his eyes as his hands gingerly wrapped around her waist.
Ahri continued to cry before quieting down. "S-so what happened, Sol?" she asked. "I-I saw the news..."
Sol sighed again. "Aight listen, this is a whole huge misunderstanding. I'm not married to Ashe nor am I engaged or whatever the fuck you think or anyone thinks," he started, waving his hands for emphasis.
Ahri's eyes narrowed as she shot a hand out to grasp Sol's left. "What the hell is this, then?" she asked angrily, pointing at the ornate marriage ring on Sol's fourth finger.
Sol widened his eyes as Ahri let out a noise of exasperation, getting off the bed as she walked away. "You know, Sol, instead of going off and marrying someone behind my back, you should have just dumped me first," she called over her shoulder.
Sol made to get off the bed as well. "W-wait Ahri!" he yelled, his left leg for some reason failing to respond. He dragged himself out as he took off the ring. Dropping to the floor, he landed with a thud and a yell of pain. "Shit!" he gasped, his arm breaking against the rest of his body landed on his arm, shattering the bone instantly. He let out a scream of agony, shaking as he clutched at his useless right arm.
Outside the room, nurses and a few doctors rushed into Sol's room past Ahri. Ahri had heard the scream, her heart beginning to break at his pain as she bit her lip. 'N-no...' she commanded her body. She whipped around and marched into the room, the door sliding open as doctors and nurses surrounded the injured Sol. Her eyes widened at the sight of bone wickedly slipping out of his skin, Sol's face gaunt.
She felt herself begin to cry as well. 'Wh-why didn't his power save him?' she asked herself as she turned away, horrified by the gruesome sight.
(15 hours later)
Sol awoke with a gasp, being shaken awake as he pushed his torso up. He looked at his right arm in a cast, unsure of what had happened. 'Wait...' he said. 'M-my healing...' he said as his eyes widened. 'I-it's gone?'
A form to his left stirred, white hair shimmering as a purple glow slowly appeared. "S-Syndra?" he whispered as his sister awoke from her sleep, her hand atop his wounded arm.
"S-Sol... You're awake..." she noted lazily. "S-Sol!" she yelled as she shook off her drowsiness.
Sol nodded. "Yeah..." he chuckled awkwardly. "Here I am."
She scowled. "You stupid idiot, you know how worried I was when I got the call that my brother had been hospitalized? A couple hundred kilometers from the Institute no less?" she said as she bopped him on the head.
Sol flinched. "S-sorry Syn," he said apologetically as he leaned forward to kiss her cheek. "Thanks for being here."
She blushed as he kissed her. "Sh-shut up, idiot. I'm here for my brother, like any other older sister would be," she said as her frown turned into a smile. "But I'm glad you're okay," she said as she leaned down to kiss his lips. Sol accepted the kiss and gently kissed her back, his eyes wandering to her ample chest.
'Agh!' he yelled mentally as he looked away, blushing heavily as he broke the kiss. Syndra chuckled. "What's this? Little brother getting all flustered just from kissing his sister?" she laughed before hopping onto the bed, lying down next to him.
"I love you lil brother," she murmured as she cuddled with him, wrapping an arm around his waist and another around his neck. Sol smiled. "Love you too sis," he whispered as he snuggled closer into the siblings' embrace, closing his eyes as he simply lay there.
The door opened once again as the two siblings lay together. "... I'm not interrupting anything right?" Yasuo's voice drones out with a slight edge of amusement. Syndra gasps as she leaps out of the bed and into the air, forcing such a magical presence that Sol was thrown off the bed and against the wall. He gasped as he hit the wall, dull pain flooding his senses.
Yasuo walked over to help his friend up. "Yo, so I heard you fucked up your arm," he chuckled. Sol nodded. "Yeah, but that ain't important..." He said. "I think my powers are coming back," he grinned as his bruised back healed.
Syndra was blushing. "Wh-who is this man, Sol?" she asked, eyeing Yasuo suspiciously, who gave her a friendly wave as a joke.
Sol hung an arm around Yasuo's neck. "This is Yasuo, he's my friend... At least I'd like to think. This is Syndra, and she's my sister," he said, introducing the pair to each other.
Yasuo whistled. "Damn, your parents must've been real good-looking to make a pair of kids this pretty and... No, just pretty," he joked as he dove to dodge the inevitable strike from Sol, who was also laughing.
Syndra nodded as Sol flexed his arm, the cast around his limb cracking into pieces as it fell away. "Phew," he sighed as he waved his arm about. "Fuckin' uncomfortable as hell in there..." he said as he looked around.
'Ahri's gone...' He noted as the door opened again. "Excuse me," a man's deep voice said as all three champions turned to look at him.
An old and rather fancy looking man with a well trimmed beard smiled. " Greetings, champions. I am High Summoner Falrus. If you two could leave, I need to speak with Sol by myself," he said with a kind tone.
Sol shrugged as the two looked at him. The other left, leaving Sol with the summoner. "What you want man," he sighed in an incredibly casual tone. The man smiled. "Oh, nothing... Just a way for you to escape this political hellhole," he said in a sing-song voice.
Sol sighed, kicking back on the bed. "Yeah? I'm listening," he said lazily as he squinted his eyes, summoning his giant warblade.
"You and the Frost Archer copulated, yes?" he asked with a laugh.
Sol dropped the weapon as it disappeared before it could hit Sol. "Wh-how the fuck do you know?" Sol gasped.
Falrus chuckled again. "Ashe knew of our... Friendly relationship and came to me to announce that she is in fact pregnant with your child," he said as his tone became dark. "You fucked up hard, kid," he sighed. "If they are able to take samples from you and test you for it, the Freljordians could basically ask for your death sentence..." he said. "Breaking a political marriage is one thing, but between a king and queen? You fucked up hard..." He growled.
Sol let out a deep breath. "I know... So what you got?" he asked. "What should I do?"
The man smiled. "Here's what we'll do..."
(7 hours later)
Sol sighed as he sat on the boat that was on its way to the Shadow Isles. 'One way trip...' he said glumly. 'He really meant I was gonna stay there for quite a bit...' he thought to himself.
"Mercenary," a stern and cold voice called out. He turned to see Evelyn along with Elise standing about two meters away from him. Elise winked as Sol rolled his eyes. "Sup," he greeted in a bored tone before turning once more to watch the sea.
Evelyn sidled up to Sol , her cleavage pressed against his arm. "What are you doing on this lonely boat, going to our home?" she asked sultrily, Elise's hand on his other shoulder.
Sol sighed before leaning against the handrail, watching the grey stormy water pass by. "I'm here to... What was it? Oh yeah, assist the Shadow Isles champions in their... Endeavors," he said with a slight frown.
Elise chuckled as she pressed her half-naked form against Sol's back. "You and I could go down below deck where you could... Assist me," she whispered.
Sol shook his head, suddenly thinking of the ring on his finger. "Sorry ladies, married," he droned. "No can do," he stated as he showed them his ring.
He suddenly felt his hand being enveloped in a warm and wet... Someone's mouth? "The fuck?" he gasped as he turned to see Elise take the ring off his finger with her teeth, displaying it to Sol before spitting it out into the ocean.
"Assist me. Now," she demanded as she held a spider up to Sol's face. "Or this little girl goes somewhere nice where she could lay her eggs... Somewhere warm and tight.'
Sol's face turned into a smirk as he began to chuckle. "Whatever. Not like I was actually married or anything," he said as he walked off, Elise pulling him along.
"Sol!" a voice cried as he turned around to see Evelyn. She winked. "I'm next."
