Hey guys. hows it going. Yukami decided to work extra hard this time around because I'm feeling good, especially since this month has been three shades of shit. All that aside for those that would like to know (send a pm if you do want to know. it aint gonna cost anything to just chat with me), I was able to pump in two chapters to this story. i am pretty sure I'll be able to work another two before thanksgiving, but once again no promises.
With that, read on my good people.
Yasuo POV
I could honestly say that the next fifteen minutes of waiting for Shyvana to satisfy part of herself with the prince was the most terrifying span of time I have ever experienced. Random plumes of fire erupted from the cracks of the door, along with screams of agony and the surprisingly harsh thudding of what I could only assume was a headboard resounded. All the while I tried my damnedest to avoid the piercing analytical gaze of the Judicator still seated in her recliner in the room. Aatrox, whom was silently waiting as he stood beside her, sent idle chatter to her, possible to stave off any ideas that the near destructive sounding activities from the room could incur. But no matter what was said, I could still feel her glaring at me, like a cold guillotine blade hanging by the thread to my face.
"You know, samurai…" Kayle called, causing me to jump as if a bolt of lightning hit my ass. "You still haven't explained how exactly you received the vaccination that the Pridestalker himself was to bestow upon us. And from what you explained earlier, it sounds like the option to receive it is of some…interesting means."
Her suggestion caused my blood to freeze, the idea of "receiving" the cure from Rengar being banished as fast as it was created. "I got it when we shared abilities." I said hurriedly. Looking to her, I saw her gaze turn curious.
"Shared? I don't believe his skill set is similar to yours, or transferrable for that matter. How could you share abilities?" she asked.
"Well…he was requested by Riven and her roommates to give the cure, and Katarina wound up challenging us since she didn't like the idea at first. We won by default of interference, and the method we used to even the odds kinda transferred a part of the cure into me." I explained.
"Interference?" Aatrox asked. "To a rift match? By whom?"
"Leblanc and Ahri. Evidently they are the ones who brought the parasite to the institute from the Kumungu to gain control over Valoran through control of the champions."
At that, both of them widened their eyes. "And you're sure that is what happened?" Kayle asked, her tone serious and cold.
"Yeah. I was there when they admitted it and Katarina explained it. A lot of stuff has been going on." Kayle hummed, before standing from her chair and walking over to the door. She knocked several times on the wooden frame, causing the ruckus within to halt.
"I'M BUSY." Shyvana's more feral voice called, a threatening tone underneath the words.
"I am not stopping you. I am letting you know that you can have extra time with Jarvan while I receive the cure from the samurai."
"DON'T LET ME DIE!" Jarvan cried out, before his voice was muffled. There was a small bit of shuffling before the door opened, revealing a nude and sweating half dragon in her humanoid form.
"Reason?" She asked plainly.
"I need to discuss something with Kolminye about the situation within the league. Yasuo brought up some information that she would need to know." Kayle returned.
"Fair enough. How long?"
"You get about half an hour. Please don't break another hole into the wall. The Chronomage is already angry that every three days he has to rewind your fits of anger." Shyvana merely looked behind her, before a devilish smirk stretched on her face, her pointed teeth baring as she eyed from my understanding Jarvan wherever he is.
"I can't promise no broken objects, but I will try to avoid structural damage." She growled, licking her lips.
"And refrain from using fire." To this, she snapped back and looked to Kayle with an irritated glare.
"But it's no fun when we aren't playing rough!" she protested.
"And it won't be fun when I have you locked away because you harmed a champion with your activities. Again." Kayle retorted. Shyvana growled, before huffing and crossing her arms under her breasts.
"Fine. I won't burn him." Shyvana conceded.
"You won't use fire." Kayle corrected.
"KAYLE."
"Say it." The judicator affirmed once more. Shyvana scoffed and rolled her eyes before looking back to her.
"…I won't use fire." She grumbled.
"Good. You may proceed." Kayle concluded, before Shyvana turned around and nearly stormed back into her room. Jarvan's muffled screams were muted the moment the door slammed, and within seconds, the resounding sound of rhythmic thudding resumed, this time without the fire erupting from the cracks of the door.
"Is…he going to be alright?" I asked cautiously.
"Oh, most certainly. He will be alive when she is finished and you join her. However, I am not certain his legs or testicles will function accurately, so you may do it solo." Kayle answered. I gulped as I realized how painful it must be to provide for a half dragon fighter, not to mention one with a seemingly insatiable sexual appetite spawned from a virus. "But that is an event you will partake in at a later time. I will require you to follow me to my chambers."
I gulped as I watched her move past Shyvana's door to her own at the end of the hall. Aatrox walked ahead of me and followed her as well. Upon opening the frame, I closed my eyes, hoping to avoid whatever horrors that left the Darkin warrior scarred from shattering my mental fortitude. Cracking my left eye open, I saw something I would never in the life I live, nor the next one have expected from anyone of Kayle's standing.
Plushies. Yordle and animal plushies everywhere.
There was an almost unhealthy number of stuffed dolls within the room, and in a way, it was a little intimidating to see someone like her so advocative about this to the degree it was at. But lo and behold, the stuffed toys covered every bit of furniture, wall space and on the floor. There was even more (to my surprise) that almost buried the queens sized bed that sat in the middle of the room. The only thing that caught my eye outside the many faces of Tristana, Teemo and Kennen, amongst other unnamed furry creatures, was the small green bed at the window with what I immediately recognized as Kale. And that is ironic as fuck.
"You got more didn't you." Aatrox scolded as he stepped into the room. Kayle spun around harshly, before throwing a face of denial.
"NO, YOU'RE JUST STILL SCARED OF THEM." She said in a childlike manner much different than the previous judicator I saw in the living area. Is this how she is in her room…?
"Kayle. I told you it's not good to steal the plushies from the gift store." He continued. "You're going to get into trouble if the proprietor sees his stock missing."
"I didn't steal them!" she denied once again, grabbing the oversized toy of a penguin near the wall by the door and jumping into the pile of plushies on her bed. "I told you, these are all mine!"
"You didn't deny getting more again. Which means you did get more." Aatrox retorted. Kayle widened her eyes before burying herself into the mound of toys and grumbling. Her wings stuck out from the mound, along with her feet and bits of her hair.
"Is this…?" I asked from the side, stepping away from a overly happy tiger plush near my head on a bookshelf. Aatrox sighed.
"As you can tell, Kayle enjoys stuffed animals and Yordles. To the point where she has a rather unhealthy habit of taking them from stores." He explained, seemingly like a father who is fed up with their child.
"I HAD an unhealthy habit! I don't steal them anymore!" Kayle protested, poking her head out from under the mound. It was then that I noticed the small bits of cotton near her bed on a chair, and looking to the foot of the bed, I saw a decapitated plush on the floor.
"I heard…uh, that you were fond of violence with plushies…" I mentioned. Aatrox spun around to me and made a horrified expression.
"Why would you mention that!?" he nearly screamed.
"I'm violent with my treasures?" Kayle spoke up, looking directly at the Darkin with a cold glare. Aatrox gulped as he turned back to her. "You seem fond of telling people their business, Troxie,"
"Troxie?" I asked.
"Kay, please. I really don't want to argue about this. I was just chatting with friends-" Aatrox replied.
"Oh there is no argument. I'm just curious. What else have you spoken about me?" she pressed, now sitting up from her position within the pile of toys.
"I swear, there is nothing of relevance that I have exposed about you, Kay-"
"Did you tell them about how sensitive my wings are? Or maybe about my enjoyment of human fashion?"
"Okay, I can see you're getting antsy, so-" Aatrox attempted once more.
"Maybe I should tell them for you the one thing I enjoy the most, since my private life is an ope book in your eyes."
"Oh gods, please. I was just-"
"Did you know, Samurai, that the anatomy of Darkin is not far from humans? They have only a few things that separate them from humans, and one in particular that I particularly enjoy more than my collection of treasures here." She explained to me, not taking her eyes off Aatrox, nor stopping herself from approaching him. Before long, he was pressed to the wall and she was standing before him. "Do you want to know what that is?"
"Uhhhhhhh….." I trailed off, looking to the Darkin for some assurance. When I saw the same look from him that I gave, I knew this wasn't going to end well.
"They're more sensitive. They feel emotions on a deeper level than most, and their senses are highly elevated in comparison. They can hear a drop of water from a literal mile away, smell the blood of their enemies just as far, and see what most cannot. It gives them a reason for their insane stamina…" as she trailed off, her hand grasped at the area I could only assume Aatrox had a dick located at. He groaned out, throwing his head back and hissing, and her fingers slowly caressed the area. "and dominating sexual drive. Fitting for a species known for war, bloodshed and conquering."
"K-Kayle…please. There is another here…I cannot-"He pleaded, but his words were cut as Kayle buried her tongue onto his mouth, making one of the most ravenous and sloppy kisses I could imagine. I could plainly hear the flailing of their tongues as they clashed like a war within each other's mouths. Kayle moaned desperately, her eyes rolling up into her head as they kissed. It wasn't until my peripheral vision caught an object below their lip lock that I noticed Aatrox's crotch begin to shift. The flesh seemed to morph and twist until an object protruded out it wasn't until it was at full shape, where kayle's fingers wrapped around the length that I put two and two together.
What I was witnessing was the Darkin at full mast, the thick and veiny object being his penis. The upper part of the tool was covered in a much darker and seemingly harder set of scales, and the erection itself was similar to its owner, all black and dark grey with lines of pulsing red here and there.
The two broke away from their make out, pulling in oxygen like a vacuum before staring at each other. Another thing that caught me off was the sudden look of unrestrained lust and need from Kayle as she peered up to her Darkin lover.
"There's my big boy…Has he come to play again?" she purred, and I could have sworn her pupils turned into hearts as she said it. Aatrox's eyes glowed red, his only response to her question being a deep growl and his hand burying his nails into her rear, lightly impaling her skin and drawing blood. Kayle moaned once again as he lifted her up and moved to the bed of plushies.
"Wait, wait…one thing, sweetie." Kayle paused. Aatrox looked to her in confusion just as his legs reached the side of the bed, not making any verbal reply than a growl. Kayle looked over to me. "Let him join for a little…then I will be yours when he's done."
Aatrox looked over to me, a threatening glare more sinister and bloodthirsty than I thought possible meeting my gaze. He merely hummed after a second of consideration, before placing the angel down and turning her around, pressing her upper body into the small part of the bed where actual mattress could be seen and gripping the rim of her jeans. With one strong pull, the Darkin ripped the denim fabric effortlessly, taking her underwear with it. Her peach like ass was now fully exposed to the air, and I could plainly see from even the door the surplus of arousal that was flowing out of her core and down her leg.
She is thick as fuck. Encircled my thoughts as the extremely round and smooth flesh jiggled lightly from the reverb of his roughness. He stood up fully before looking back to me and gesturing with the tilt of his head for me to come closer. I don't know who to be scared of anymore, the Darkin with a severe sex switch, or the angel that knows and can control that Darkin.
As I walked towards him, he tilted his head to the bed next to her head, before he gripped his erection and impaled her. Kayle wailed out blissfully, her eyes once again rolling up into her skull as Aatrox penetrated her. Without hesitation, he began thrusting at max speed and strength into her core from behind, each moan she let out followed by two or three thrusts.
"OH GODS, YES! I'VE BEEN WAITING HOURS FOR THISSSS!" Kayle screamed, before she reached out and grabbed the rim of my trousers before pulling me towards her. Tugging the fabric down, my dick was exposed, and immediately engulfed by her lips as she began sucking me off.
"Whoa-! Shit" I called as her tongue was expertly coiling and running around my head while her head bobbed back and forth on my shaft. I watched on as the lust filled angel sucked me off while getting mercilessly fucked from behind. My dick, which was flaccid to start, grew in size within seconds of action, and I had to grab her blonde locks of hair to restrain her rapid movement and stave off cumming too soon.
Kayle was working desperately on my dick, and after several seconds of furious sucking and bobbing, she raised her head off my shaft before running her tongue down to the base, her hand grasping the length and stroking vigorously. I could feel her licking and sucking at my flesh like she was looking to devour a lollipop. I groaned and yelped simultaneously when she caught my balls into her mouth, sucking like she was trying to pull the organ out from the pores. She released my scrotum with an audible pop, before giggling and moaning.
"I have two fun sticks right now. It must be my birthday~" she breathed, looking up to me as she continued to stroke my shaft. She shrieked as Aatrox grabbed her wings and pulled them back, raising her body up. I watched as his thrusts made her breasts bounce viciously, and to my surprise reveal her erect nipples through the small top. Aatrox reached in front of her shirt and performed the same action from her jeans, grabbing the collar roughly before ripping the top off in one motion, exposing her entire body to me. I could see multiple bruises and scars, some of which seemed recent. I could only surmise that this was the norm in terms of sexual activity between these two.
Instinctively I found myself jerking off as I watched her get literally manhandled for several moments. This is better than porn on television, really…Kayle was a mess of lust and gibberish, her words slurred enough to be somewhat indistinguishable, save the general pleas and calling of Aatrox's name. Aatrox on the other hand was silent save his grunts of effort in ploughing the Judicator. He suddenly stopped, before unsheathing himself from her core and tossing her onto me. I could feel her breathing rapidly, and felt her heart beat like a drum solo.
"Why…Why d-did you s-stop…?" she panted, looking behind herself to the looming Darkin. He looked to me, then back to her, before she looked to me as well. "Oh…right. I did say he…he was to be included." She weakly sat herself up, moving over to straddle me on the bed. Her waist was just above my still erect member before Aatrox grabbed her hips and dropped her down onto me. I have no clue how he managed to aim her core to my tip, but I had no room to argue or contemplate as the coil of her sweltering walls enveloped me. Her inner walls pulsed like a heartbeat, and it made it hard to tell if she just came or if this was how she normally was in terms of tightness.
"Gah…fuck!" I groaned, before I felt her press against my chest from a force behind her. Looking to Aatrox, I saw him with his dick in hand directing himself to her ass, and my mind immediately reeled to what he was preparing for.
"Aatrox…I-I don't think she's ready for-" I warned, but Kayle clamped her hand over my mouth to silence me. Looking to her, I saw a pleading look.
"I want it…" she breathed, before looking behind her to the Darkin warrior. Aatrox seemed to hear her words, or got the indication to proceed, because I could feel his significantly larger cock slide into her anus from within Kayle's pussy. The heat of her core nearly tripled with the addition of his member, and the pulsing of her walls grew tight before she shuddered violently on top of me. I immediately knew she came from her ass being penetrated, and came to the conclusion of the debate I thought of.
Both of them. Both of them are equally terrifying.
Within seconds of adjusting, Aatrox was moving within the Judicator's anus, while she rocked back and forth on my own dick. She began panting and moaning as both cocks moved within her, biting down on her lips to it. There was something far more erotic about joining the two in their session than I had originally expected, and it was driving me insane as it dragged out my climax within the moments of entering Kayle. I groaned out, feeling the wave of spunk erupt from within me into the moaning Judicator, painting her inner walls white with seed. Kayle seemed to have came as well, shuddering once more atop me before a few spurts of her own fluids coated mine and Aatrox's legs. Unlike, the two of us, Aatrox was still hammering away at her rear, seemingly void of exhaustion or relent. It wasn't until Kayle reached behind her and pat him on his arm that he slowed, before pulling out of her completely. Kayle sat there straddling me as she rode out the remainder of her orgasm.
"Gods…that felt amazing…" I breathed.
"Good…and it seems…your part of the agreement…is fulfilled. You will need as much strength as you can with Shyvana…So you may go." Kayle replied, before slowly removing herself off of me and wobbling to her feet. I sat up and looked to the Darkin, who was watching me with an analytical eye as I moved. Standing up, he placed a hand on my shoulder and nodded once.
"Uh…You're welcome?" I replied, not entirely sure if this Aatrox is the same one I know or a different one altogether. "So why hasn't he been too…vocal?"
"Whenever I stir the essence of Darkin instinct, his mind can only fathom two things, domination and me. If I wasn't here, he's probably kill you and whomever else is close by." Kayle explained as she leaned against the Darkin. He coiled his hand around her waist, and looked to me silently. When I met his gaze, I saw them dim for but a second, before a small smirk stretched on his face, and he made a wink to me. I widened my eyes, now knowing the reality of what was going on.
Or he wants to please you as much as possible, so he makes this façade when you have sex…"Oh…well alright then." I replied to more or less Aatrox than Kayle. And it doesn't hurt that you can be more active when you put on a mask…well played, Double A.
"Indeed. I thank you for your assistance this afternoon, and wish you luck with the half dragon. I have a much more taxing task fulfilling my lover here." Kayle concluded as I walked to the door and opened it.
"Well good luck then." I replied. Just as I looked back after departing the room, I saw Aatrox's hands coil on Kayle's ass, before pulling her back into the room by her waist. I could hear her sultry giggle as the door closed, and then the muffled moans from within the room. Justifying the two shadows from the bottom of the door, they just went at it again against the door.
"Casanova Aatrox…that's kind of funny." I said to no one as I walked down the hallway to Shyvana's door. I noticed the door itself ajar slightly, and knocking lightly, I opened it fully. Once again, I was met with a sight I had not expected to see from within.
Jarvan was covered in cuts, burns and blood lying unconscious on the floor, and Shyvana was glaring at me in her humanoid form straddling him, her hands covered in blood and her eyes glowing a feral orange.
"Oh shit."