His heart thumping nearly out of his chest, Ezreal could feel Fiora clasping tightly around the collar of his shirt pulling him on top of her. He tried taking a deep breath to find calamity but couldn't disperse the desiring and alluring sensation of Fiora sucking on his bottom lip. Sealed within their locked lips, moans of pleasure, guilt and happiness echoed; their tongues dancing an intricate tale in each other's mouths.

He could feel her hair gently brushing against his face; his hands had already firmly begun to grip her now exposed thighs. His mind lost in lust, his hands on a mission of their own to explore and discover the restricted limits of her curvaceous body. He was shaking with excitement, his eyes tightly closed as he discreetly progressed further up her thigh until feeling the lace beginnings of her panties.

He paused momentarily attempting to focus as she continued to kiss him passionately, her arms now around his neck pulling him closer and closer to her. His hands glided around the lining of her panties before gently slipping underneath them, they were met with a warm and moist oasis.

He could barely contain his excitement, his member pulsing within his pants, his head cloudy and dizzy with lustful bliss. He pushed two fingers inside her; she instantly moaned in his mouth, pulling away from him; panting and trying to recover. "What are you doing...?" she whispered still panting realizing where his hands had crept to.

She reached down and firmly grabbed his wrist, "You don't want to do that... do you?" she threatened him flirtatiously. She aggressively pushed him back, looking deep into his eyes and smiling. He stared back at her trying desperately to control his sexual rage; "Fiora... I can't contain this much longer" he forewarned hinting at his stern arousal. She grinned directing him to the ribbon still neatly tied around her wrist, "You remember the rule... just take this off of me and we'll be finished..." she reminded him, "But..." she paused, her hand delicately unbuttoning two more buttons of the dress shirt she wore revealing her bra "We're just getting started...".

She placed her finger in her own mouth sensually sucking on it, pushing it suggestively in and out of her mouth; her other hand slipped into her panties as she began to finger herself in front of him. He felt his sexual tension radiating, as he stared at her finger slipping in and out of her mouth; he tried to look away with no avail her moans drew to him, her entangled web of temptation bestowing before his very eyes.

She continued to service herself as Ezreal drew closer and closer to her on the bed unable to maintain his composure any longer, his member oozing with pre-cum. She whipped her hair out of her face noticing him drawing closer to her; she removed her finger from her panties showing the dripping remnants on the tips of her finger. "Ready for round two?" she whispered her voice guiding him back to her; he reached out, his hand resting on top of the ribbon still tied around her wrist.

There was long pause, the room filled with his heavy breathing; Fiora tilted her head grinning, calling his bluff as she grabbed his head with both hands and buried it into her exposed cleavage within her bra. She immediately felt his tongue gracious begin to lick her succulent skin; her body conforming around his as she tightly wrapped her legs around his waist; "Yes... I want more... give me everything..." she whispered atop his head.

He pulled his head from between her tits, looking into her light blue eyes with his own before shaking his head in defeat. He felt even dizzier than before, consumed by her appetizing scent, generous gestures and infatuation. He closed his eyes for what felt like a moment; a darkness whirling around in his head; his heart pounding in his chest and ringing from his ears with each thump.

Beginning to lose his balance, he opened his eyes regaining himself; Fiora's hands were already reaching down unbuckling his pants. She glanced down at the bulge concealed within his briefs and smiled "I want to see it..." she begged pushing him onto his back and removing his pants from his ankles. He looked down at her gleeful facial, as her hands gently fondled it beneath his clothes, "Mm..." he gasped completely blown away by her touch.

"It seems quite large..." she teased, getting on all fours in front of him and rubbing her face against his crotch. He felt her hair tickling his inner thigh and the sensitive tingle of his member jotting up and down as her smooth skin rubbed against it through the fabrics. He threw his head back against the bed unable to continue watching her. He covered his eyes with his hands, his body tensing up as he felt her open her mouth gently closing it on the tip, her tongue licking the fabric.

He grits his teeth together... *Ernn... I'm going to burst...* he thought to himself; looking down at Fiora head bobbing up and down on crotch... he sat up grabbing her black hair and pulling her upward panting heavily... "..." he tried to speak but no words would come out.

He stared at her blankly, getting back onto his knees, her long black locks still firmly in his hands. After a few moments, she removed his hands from top her head, licking her lips seductively; "I wasn't finished with that you know?" she flirted, reaching down and cupping his balls in her hand. He moaned leaning forward until his forehead met her shoulder, her hair partial in his face; his private churning his milky demise as she massaged them delicately.

He could feel his essence building, her soft fingertips caressing every inch of his manhood whilst he leaned against her shoulder, helplessly. He inhaled her womanly scent, nibbling softly on her hair; "I haven't had this much fun in years..." she admitted as distance memories of her past lovers began to kindle a dull flame in her heart. She gently threw him on the bed beside her; his member outline clearly visible to her; wetting her appetite. She crawled over to him, removing his briefs as his member sprang straight up in the air.

She grinned, "I know I said I wouldn't... but" she paused holding out her wrist to him once more, "Last chance" she whispered.

He looked at her wrist and then into her glistening eyes before smiling back at her; regretful acceptance.

She looked him in the eyes lowering her head until the tip of him was pressed firmly against her lips; she allowed her tongue to roll out wrapping his tip - a pleasing technique unlike any he had ever experienced in his life. Within seconds his body covered with chill bumps racing down his spine; the warmth of her mouth lowering itself further onto his member causing him to moan loudly. "Ernn... Fiora wait!" he pleaded afraid he wouldn't even last longer enough to endure her foreplay.

She ignored him, bobbing her head up and down on his cock; her saliva dripping down onto the base. She handled his manhood with such experience; he hadn't even been with someone so well-versed in his life. Before he could even grow accustom to her sucking, she had stopped slipping off her panties and immediately mounting him. Her pink walls flowing with her juices tightly constricted on his member; he could feel every inch of her as she forced him further inside.

"Mmm!" he moaned, his hands flailing around until finding their way to her hips.

She looked down at him expressionless though grinning, putting both hands on her own head as she began to ride him. He continued to moan looking up at her; she never broke eye contact with him, it felt as if she was looking deep inside his soul as she rode him. He felt her ass bouncing against his balls each time she rock back and forth on top of him, "Fiora... I'm going to…" he began to say.

She shook her head, "We're just at the beginning don't you dare..." she teased scolding him as she leaned forward and gently began to suck on his neck almost as if she was trying to force him to climax.

He gripped her hips tightly as his cream shot inside of her, jerking up and down until collapsing on the bed beneath her. She lay on top of him running circles on his chest with her finger; "Tsk Tsk... don't think you're getting off that easy" she threatened dismounting him. She knelt before him on the bed and wrapped her hand tightly around his cum over member and began to stroke it; a slick and sticky mess. Within seconds he felt himself becoming aroused again; "No please... no more..." he begged as she started to lower her head once again to slurp on his cock.

He felt familiar warmth followed by more precious strokes of her tongue against his member... His head began to fiercely spin as he closed his eyes tightly; her expertise and his sensitive quickly getting the better of him... "Fiora stop... Fiora... Fiora..." he called out but there was no response.

He lay there with his eyes closed on the cusps of reality when he heard a distant voice; "Ezreal...? Ez...?! Hey Ez!" he felt himself being shook as his eyes flung open, leaving him panting and confused. Before him sat Fiora still dressed with his dress shirt; he quickly looked down at himself noticing he was still fully dressed as well. "What...?" he whispered.

Fiora shook her head, "You fell asleep or something while we were kissing... you kept moaning in your sleep. You were calling my name and..." she paused pointing to his tent in his pants. His face instantly turned red, as she rolled off of him. She propped herself up with her hand; "Well... it appears you do fancy me? What exactly were you dreaming of?" she teased as he covered up his arousal.

Ezreal turned a rosy pink shaking his head frantically.

"Hm, I'm too sleepy to press you any further but I'll get it out of you someday. You might be very good kisser... but I'm neither drunk enough nor do I have the will-power to kiss you anymore tonight. I don't have that sort of self-restrain especially with that thing so eager and willing." she joked with him resting her head on his chest.

He lay there looking up at the ceiling still confused and trying to figure out what exactly happened; "Hey thanks for coming with me tonight... for everything at the pub and for spending this night with a lonely girl who was looking for a good time. I hope we can be friends the next time we meet and pick up where we left off as friends with some... only some benefits. Maybe next time I'll join your little harem and let you go all the way." she whispered promisingly as she leaned up and kissing him on the cheek before falling asleep on top of him.

He quickly became lost in thought, trying to figure out what happened, "It was a dream? It had to be? So vivid…" he whispered softly trying to wrap his head around when he could have blacked out like that... glimpses of Fiora naked body reappeared. He felt himself become partial aroused before shaking the thoughts out of his head and closing his eyes again.

Within minutes he had fallen asleep. They slept for a few hours; Fiora awoke to the sound of her phone vibrating multiple times. She gently rolled off of Ezreal who was still fast asleep and grabbed her phone wincing at the bright light shining from the screen.

A text from Darius: "Meet me downstairs; there is a train leaving in 20 minutes. We need to catch it; our game got pushed to 8 am." She stared blankly at the text trying to figure out how Darius knew where she was. She eventually gave up shrugging her shoulders and rolling out of bed to put on some fresh clothes.

She quickly packed up her belongings, looking back at the bed where Ezreal still lay sleeping smiling to herself as she picked his dress shirt up off the ground. She placed it to her nose and sniffed his wonderful scent once again reminiscing about their short lived encounter last night and the fun that they had. She had neatly folded his shirt placing it in her bag before looking back at him one final time, "This isn't the farewell I was expected..." she whispered to herself hesitant to leave him so abruptly.

She shook her head, placing her bag on the floor and ripping a small piece of paper out of one of her school notebook. She began to write a short farewell note to him, quickly signing it and placing it on the nightstand beside the bed. She leaned over kissing him on the lips once more before leaving the room to meet Darius in the lobby.

"What are you doing here? It's 4 in the morning!" she questioned.

He shrugged his shoulders, "I was on the same train you were yesterday. I had planned on to stopping at home to finish up a few things but the storm came. I didn't know we were on the same train at the time but I went over to the Pub for a few drinks and noticed you and Ezreal having a good time at the bar. Once you guys left; I headed back to the train stations to check on some updates which is where I saw you two stumbling into the Love Hotel.."

Fiora looked at him, unfazed by his story; "Well then, let's go."

They headed out into the purple lit sky, the snow crunching beneath them as they made their way to the train station. The entered the nearly abandoned station a boarding the first cabin on the cart and closing the door. Fiora looked over at him anticipating his next words; "I hope it was worth it; and that you had some fun" he said trying not to show his jealousy.

"Oh please spare me... I was in a piss-poor mood and he happened to be there to comfort me and get me through it. We went to Pub which was my choice and had a few drinks; I was all over him because I was pretending to be his girlfriend; unlike you he doesn't have the character to keep women away without help. I ended up booking the last room at the Love Hotel which is why he ended up staying with him for the night; originally he was going to check into his own room. He slept on the couch giving me the bed to myself. I kissed him twice, I was drunk and it was meaningless." she told him sincerely trying to spare his feelings.

She watched as Darius sighed in relief and his mood quickly changed, "Well... erg... Thanks" he managed to get out.

Fiora crossed her legs looking out the window, "You don't have to always look out for me, you know? I know you followed me after my class and took this train because you were afraid I'd get stranded here. If you had just come up to me; then maybe you would have been the one I was drinking with or spending the night with." she told him halfheartedly.

Darius apologized before opening his book and beginning to read; Fiora began to stare out the window as the train left the station; allowing herself to relive the moments with him. If she couldn't be with him physically then she'd simply dream about him until the time came where she would see him again. She remembered the senseless and mindless fun that they had together which brought a genuine smile to her face; *we'll meet again Ezreal... I promise* she thought to herself before falling asleep on the train bench.

Ezreal awoke in the hotel room a few hours later surprised and slightly disappointed to see that Fiora had left. He stretched, looking around, "She just up and left?" he whispered to himself.

He decided to take a shower before leaving trying his best not to let disappointment set in; the hot water trickling down his face as he tried his best not to think about Fiora. He looked down at his wrist; the red ribbon now soaked with water clinging to his moist skin brought about a bittersweet taste in his mouth.

After the shower, he rummaged through his bag putting on some clean clothes and bundling up for the cold winter morning. "I can't believe she just left..." he whispered again still in denial. He was beginning to walk out the door when he noticed a note on the stand next to the bed. He walked over and read it to himself:

"Hey, I'm really sorry I didn't mean to leave without saying good-bye. I forgot I had an early morning game and you were sleeping so peaceful. I took your shirt as a promise to see you again soon; so don't think you can get away from me so easily! You better not lose my ribbon either it's my favorite one! Keep it safe so we can start where we can pick up where we left off... since I know you enjoyed being my pretend boyfriend so much. Thanks for cheering me up on the train and making a girl feel special. I've left my number on the back of this paper; I'm yours whenever you might need me. ~Fiora"

Like the flip of a switch, his mood instantly improved as he re-read the note one more time before putting it neatly in his back pocket. He sighed in relief and happiness before leaving the room to return the key to the front desk staff. Outside, the sun was just peaking over the distant mountains; its ray crept into the valley of the Love District.

He looked around taking in the beautiful snow covered surroundings before heading in the train station to board the train. He stepped into the station and headed toward the train to take his seat in one of the empty cabins. He quickly sat in the cabin letting his mind wander as the rest of the train filled up with all the passengers from yesterday.

Once everyone had settled in the conductor voice echoed "Everyone please take your seats! We are now departing if you have any questions or concerns feel free to contact your local personnel once we've reached cruising speeds. Have a safe ride, sit back and enjoy our 4 hour ride to whichever destination you'll be stopping at."

Ezreal pulling the piece of paper out of his pocket and began to read it once again; smiling to himself. Amidst his reading, there was a knock on his door as a familiar face entered sitting down across from him without saying a word. He was still skimming through the note when he finally noticed that someone was sitting across from him; he looked up, his heart sank deep within his chest.

He felt his body stiffening. It was as if every bone in his body had become frozen in place, he looked over at her, her eyes showing no signs of emotion, only restrain; just blankly staring back at him with her hands in her lap.

He blinked a few times rubbing his eyes with his hands, expecting her to suddenly vanish before his very eyes but there she sat, her glare piercing and cold, her hair undone flowing down onto her shoulders; her clothes clung tightly to her body. "….?" He tried to call out to her with no avail, he sat there completely stunned.

She sat there still staring at him unresponsive; he hadn't seen such a look in her eyes before casting a shroud of mystery and restlessness over him as the room filled with the deafening sounds of his breathing and the trains rolling along the tracks. He sat there staring into her eyes with mixed emotions unable to look away or even speak; awaiting her next move, paralyzed with anticipation.


I know this is super late but I'm still here; I've been busy I'm currently moving so I've been spending my days slaving over IKEA furniture and throwing away old sentimental junk. I think I'll have another chapter out this week (Strong maybe) ; it's more than halfway written so you can expect it probably Thursday. If I don't get it out by Thursday then probably next Tuesday 11/3/2015.

I've lost my proofreader once again; university has been getting the better of him (Engineering Major OP) lately so bare with me as I try to desperately proofread my own content once again. I apologize now for any overbearing grammatical errors; I really do want to get them sorted out eventually but some times I have less than an hour of proofreading for 3,000+ words the odds typically are not in my favor.

I know my chapters are plagued with them; I'll try to find someone to casually read it once or twice in hopes of finding anything major that makes it unreadable. Hopefully it doesn't send too many people away, I really am sorry; I miss my college days of endless free time. Sorry to anyone who finds them extremely annoying or off-putting.

I have tons of ideas from the reviews and the private messages; I'll try my best to include them as a go while keeping the quality as high as possible. Some might be a little more subtle than others; I don't want to draw this thing out too long - I got to keep some direction and purpose to it all for my own sanity sake. I have the "ending" in mind and partial written already so I'm just going to keep working toward that.

Even once this is finished I have plans to make either spin-offs, snippets or shorter stories with other characters; whatever I can think of or whatever gets requested. I really enjoy writing this but it just requires so much time, realistically I'd love to put out 2-3 chapters a week and get it going it's blissful to write; torture to proofread XD.

See you in the next chapter.