Chapter 10:
Riven didn't know what she was thinking when in the middle of the night she found herself standing outside of Katarina's door. She was risking a lot by coming to the assassin, standing out in the hallway of the Noxian wing. She clenched her fists as she built up the courage to knock, the assassin answering promptly, clearly half asleep. Katarina gave her a confused look for a few moments before wordlessly letting her in.
Katarina pulled out two glasses and a bottle of bourbon, knowing it was Riven's favourite drink, pouring herself one and one for Riven. Riven took hers and downed it in one swig, trying to calm her nerves. The assassin let out a slight chuckle, knowing Riven well enough to know when she's anxious. Riven took in a deep breath before walking around the table between them, Katarina turned to face her, her back to the table. Riven placed her hands on the table on either side of the assassin and cornered her, hovering her mouth just above Katarina's lips. The exile took in a few shaky breaths before connecting her lips with the assassin's.
The kisses at first were nervous and timid, the pair trying to get a feel for kissing each other after years apart. Once they had reached a rhythm, they began aggressively grasping at each other, trying to pull each other closer even when they were as close together as possible. Riven left Katarina's lips, dragging her lips along the redhead's jaw and down to her neck, her hands aggressively removing the clothing on Katarina's upper half, almost tearing the material. Riven hooked Katarina's legs around her waist and carried her to the bed, where she began yanking Katarina's boots and pants off, leaving her naked in front of the exile.
The pair were taking the opportunity to take out their frustrations on each other, no longer trusting in words after endless fighting. Riven quickly buried her head between Katarina's legs, firmly grabbing hold of the assassin's hips to hold them in place on the bed as she used her tongue to devote harsh, relentless attention to her clit. Katarina responded by bucking into Riven's hands and face, struggling against the exile's aggressiveness.
Riven removed one of her hands from Katarina's hips, beginning to tease her entrance, building the assassin up, making her wait for what she wanted. The assassin tossed her hips up, silently begging for Riven to just get on with it, to just fuck her already and the exile obliged, forcing two fingers in. Her brutal entrance forced the assassin to cry out slightly before she quietened herself. The assassin dug her fingers into Riven's shoulders, dragging her nails harshly along them, drawing blood.
"Don't stop. Fuck." Katarina let out in a somewhat breathy voice, already being brought close to her climax so soon by Riven's aggression, the exile had never really been this forward before she disappeared and it turned Katarina on far more than she would care to admit. Once Riven felt that Katarina was on the verge of orgasm, she withdrew her fingers and pulled her face away, earning a frustrated groan from the assassin.
"Beg." Riven said in a dark, husky tone. She wanted the assassin to bend to her will, at least just this once. Katarina let out a small whine, turning away from Riven slightly, trying to hold out from having to beg. Her protest didn't last long, as soon as Riven ran the length of her finger along Katarina's clit to reignite her arousal she began to beg.
"Please, just fuck me. Please." Riven looked down at her with a victorious smirk before returning to her ministrations, her mouth back on the assassin's clit and her fingers inside her again moving in a thrusting, curling motion. It brought Katarina to orgasm swiftly, the assassin letting out a string of curse words loud enough that she was sure at least one of her neighbours would hear.
While the assassin recovered, Riven began tugging away at her own clothes, wanting to get Katarina to return the favour as quickly as possible. Hearing the Sinister Blade beg beneath her had turned her on so much she wanted the assassin's fingers inside of her right fucking now. Katarina straddled her waist, bringing her mouth and tongue to one of Riven's nipples, teasing it and twisting the other nipple with one of her hands, the exile arching her back up into the assassin. She struggled underneath the Sinister Blade, wanting Katarina to just get on with it, she was already turned on enough, she didn't need any more foreplay.
Riven knew Katarina was taking her time in order to get her revenge, slowly kissing her way down the exile's navel and hovering above her crotch, close enough for Riven to feel her hot breath on her skin. Riven reached forward, grabbing onto the assassin's head and forcing her to close the gap, holding Katarina's mouth to her clit. The exile gyrated her hips into Katarina's face, trying to encourage more friction, trying to display how much she wanted the assassin to give in and ruthlessly take her to orgasm.
Finally after enough encouragement the assassin responded, forcing multiple fingers into Riven roughly, dragging her teeth lightly over her clit in between flicks of her tongue. Katarina clearly hadn't forgotten how to bring Riven to orgasm quickly, still remembering exactly what turned her on. Riven tightened her grip on the assassin's hair, moaning loudly as Katarina brought her up and over the edge in just minutes. She remained silent for most of her orgasm before falling limp on the mattress, the assassin finally pulling away once she felt Riven was spent.
Riven took a few minutes to collect herself before picking her clothes up from the floor, getting dressed quickly. The pair said nothing to each other as Riven made her exit, heading back to her quarters as quickly as possible to avoid being spotted in the Noxian wing.