Wow, been a while lol. Don't think I'm abandoning Hurting Is Yummy, the chapter is almost complete! I just find that... uh when life gives you lemons, you put your OC in smutty situations with two alluring ladies (Though this one is mainly Katarina x James)

I also have a few announcements to make in terms of future stories.

A Frozen Lotus story (Ashe x Katarina)

Unnamed adventure story starring an exiled Shen who realizes he's the best chance to stop darkness from overtaking Ionia. The pairing would be Ahri or Miss Fortune, not sure yet.

Also that Darkin story. I have a rough draft, but it'll take some time! :[

James was sitting, or in this case, ordered to get on the bed. He was at the edge in black boxers, the rest of his chiseled-like body exposed to the woman before him.

Katarina was dressed in lingerie, unsurprisingly. She had white feline ears atop her head with a leather belt around her neck. Her crimson hair lay flat on her exposed shoulders, looking silkier than ever. White, furry gloves covered her hands and her white lingerie was the same. It complimented the woman's body greatly, but what actually baffled James was the long tail she had attached to the underwear.

"So Holland... how do you like my outfit?" Katarina purred.

She didn't' wait for an answer, taking one long step towards James and gently pushed him flat on his back. He expected Katarina to mount him, and she was, but she was doing it differently. Katarina crouched down a little bit and began to wiggle her rear. The tail followed her motions and James raised a brow. She put her "paws" up and then literally pounced like a cat.

James grunted when she landed on him, Katarina's thighs trapping his. James felt a tickle on his exposed legs from her outfit and saw Katarina looking at him with a sultry smile. She daintily held up a finger and gently poked his nose.

"Boop." She said.

"What are you doing?" James asked.

"Kitty cat needs to get comfortable." Katarina said with a tint of seduction. She held up her hands, curling them up and gently batting James's chest. She smiled. "Nya."

The redhead then opened her palms, placing them on James's pectorals and began to knead the toned flesh. She pressed down with one hand as her other one retreated, repeating the motions and making herself comfortable just like a cat. She was comfortable on him regardless, but it wasn't often that she got to feel this man's body. James was the definition of fit, from his arms, his legs, his abs.

Everything.

"Kitty needs to change positions."

Katarina slowly changed her spot on James. She slowly turned around, allowing him to see that shapely rear concealed poorly by the white-furred panties. Katarina's legs spread and bypassed James's head as she pressed her rear into his face, the man catching that scent and relishing in the euphoric smell. Katarina massaged his thighs, sitting up a little higher and practically sitting on his face. Katarina put her hands on James's abs and soon curved down to his boxers. She could see a bump in the center and poked it with her index finger.

The man's body flinched from the touch and Katarina smirked.

"Meow." She sounded.

James expected Katarina to pull down his boxers, but he heard shuffling, and once again, she was straddling him. She put her hands on his arms and held them there. James was certain he could break out, but it'd require more effort than usual. He raised a brow at Katarina's suggestive smile.

"Kitty's more comfortable here actually."

"Typical." James snorted.

Katarina smiled and then pressed her mouth against his. Her tongue came out and James granted it an entrance, meeting the pink muscle with his own. Katarina massaged his muscles and gently pulled away, kissing along his chin and neck. She purred like a cat when doing this and James found it strange, yet arousing. The Sinister Blade felt his muscles flex briefly, making her feel arousal as well. There was something about keeping this man pinned that was making her panties get slightly damp. Katarina leaned forward, kissing James's temple and intentionally pressing her ample breasts against his face. James let out a muffled sound that made Katarina's brow cock up. She got a little higher so she was now looking down at him, noticing that his eyes were closed and relishing in the soft feeling of her mounds. Katarina put her hands on his shoulders and had his attention once more.

"Holland, are they just as good as Evelynn's?" She asked with a smirk.

James couldn't offer a response and Katarina's hands went around back. She unclipped the fuzzy bra and threw it aside as James blinked with befuddled eyes at the sight of her bare chest. He looked up once more at her emerald eyes and began to lean forward. However, Katarina's hands came up and cupped James's cheeks before pulling him to her breasts. He didn't need a hint to begin sucking on one of her nipples that soon became hard from his motions. Katarina purred with pleasure, rolling one of her fingers over her other nipple, but James was quicker and began to service it.

"Ooohhh… kitty cat loves this." Katarina moaned.

"Please stop saying that." James said.

"Nya!"

Then out of the blue, Katarina kissed James passionately, desperately, her tongue practically pushing against his. James was caught off guard by the redhead's action. He wasn't unfamiliar with aggressive and dominant women, given that he was with Evelynn, but his presence always made the succubus melt and she was dominated by him more than she preferred. Perhaps he unintentionally let his guard down in that area. Katarina pressed her breasts against James's chest again and then used her weight to put him flat on his back, their lips still locked together. When they ended it, a silver string of saliva dripped down onto James's chest. Katarina looked back down at the bulge in James's boxers, and she gave him a devious smile.

"Kitty wants some milk." She purred.

The man picked up the innuendo and rolled his eyes. Katarina made her way down, but it wasn't the way James expected. Instead of her getting off the bed, Katarina was in the same position earlier. She had her rear right in front of him and James cocked a brow.

"Um…"

"Kitty is in heat Holland." Katarina said. She chose to press her rear closer to him where James could see a damp spot on her panties. "Kitty needs to be sated."

"Alright, please drop the whole kitty thing. Alright?" James said with an exasperated tone. "I really don't feel comfortable with the way you're saying that."

He couldn't see her expression, but James could tell she was pouting. He felt her hands pull down his boxers which he allowed before she sat up straight on his face, taking off her panties next. Katarina proceeded to bend back down where she was just inches away from James's erect member. Meanwhile, James could only gaze at the sheeny trail of arousal that was coming from her glistening sex. Without thinking, James grabbed her cheeks roughly and pressed his face in. He caught the valley of the scent and Katarina let out an exclamation of astonishment.

"Commander Holland!" She said, arousal evident in her tone.

"Does kitty like this?" He joked.

"I thought you said you wan- AH!"

James flicked her lower lips with his tongue. It was a feather-like touch, but Katarina had been completely unprepared for such an action that her elbows gave out as she face-planted onto the sheets while also pressing her rear into James's face which surprised him.

"Whoa!" He said, words a little muffled from Katarina's rear. "I take it… you liked that?"

"Ah I… I… Holland…" She seemed to be unable to speak which was astonishing. Was this really Katarina? Choosing not to dwell, James's tongue prodded her lower lips again. Katarina gasped and cooed.

James had to hear more of that. It was… arousing.

"Holland…" Katarina finally managed to say. "…please… don't make me sit on your… face."

"I guess you weren't lying about you, eh, being in… heat." He joked.

"Holland…" The redhead growled, sounding impatient, and well… aroused.

James wetted his lips out of habit, and he put his hands on Katarina's waist. She gasped and even arched her back when he dug his face once more into her supple rear. He inhaled the scent, humming with closed eyes as his body filled with the hunger for those folds. James dove his face into her womanhood and Katarina gasped with her back arching even further as she took James's hand and guided them to her cleavage. He didn't need a hint to massage them with Katarina purring in approval, and letting out a yelp when he pinched the buds.

"Hmm… Kitty likes this… ahh." She moaned.

She felt one of his hands move down to her stomach, and with surprising strength, James pulled her upward to a sitting position. Katarina threw her head back laughing as she practically was sitting on his face now.

"Oh Holland! A man of action!" She hollered.

James couldn't reply given that his face was buried between the rosy cheeks of Katarina's rear. His hand ran up and down her smooth, toned stomach. She'd never been handled this way, but with the way James was doing it, Katarina had no problem being a tool of his pleasure. This may not have been what she had in mind in terms of giving him a gift, but she was certain he didn't have a care in the world with the way his tongue was devouring her.

His tongue.

"Gods and Goddesses above!" Katarina said, moving her hands to pinch her nipples. "It's dinner time Holland!"

It was such a bad joke, and Katarina felt James's hand slap her ass. She couldn't stop grinning at the pained feeling he left on her cheeks.

James put both his hands on her waist again, pulling her further where he caught the sweetest scent. His face had strings of her arousal on it combined with the heat emitting from both her folds and rear. He felt her cunt clench and grip his tongue whenever he went in, trying to pull it in and keep it there for as long as possible. She could feel his hard, oval chin seemingly grind against her skin, mixed with the exhale of his nose as he greedily ate her out.

If you're going to have your face sat on, then you need to have a strong chin.

She felt a roughness along the bottom, likely the stubble.

Gods it drove her mad.

"Holland! Don't stop! Eat me!" Katarina wailed.

His hands moved down to her shapely rear, placing them firmly on both cheeks before massaging, and slapping them together with the flesh jiggling.

Katarina had never felt something this incredible.

His tongue fluttered back and forth with such expert and loving motions that few could muster. The pink, soft muscle treated her slit like she was his lover.

Perhaps after this day was done… they'd be more than just friends… with Evelynn's permission of course.

Her toes curling, and biting her lower lip, Katarina put both her hands on James's head quite harshly, and pushed him in as deep as possible.

There, he found the most sensitive nerve, and with one, casual flick of his tongue, Katarina gave in.

She threw her head back with her red hair following the motions, yelling James's first, and, last name. However, her voice seemed to get lost halfway through the last name and it melted into a euphoric moan as she felt all the built-up energy converge down to her core where it expelled a hefty amount of white and hot fluids.

Katarina kept bucking against him with her tongue seemingly tied until she came down from her high. She collapsed off James and landed with a little bounce. She lazily looked at him with those emerald eyes, but she managed a little smile. Katarina still had on her cat ears and she slowly made her way over to James who was busy cleaning up his face.

"Holland." She purred. Katarina put her index finger out and picked up a sample of her juices still on his face. He raised a brow when seeing her examine it carefully before bringing it to her mouth and putting it inside. She closed her eyes with a smile as she tasted herself.

"Kitty wanted some milk." She cooed.

James chuckled and Katarina smiled sincerely. She then remembered something and slowly turned around to see James's still erect member. Despite being tired from his wonderful tongue, Katarina felt a fire reignite within her and she sprang into action

Literally.

The Sinister Blade straddled James who was befuddled and she seized his hands, bringing them up to her breasts where he began to quickly play with them. Katarina rolled her hips, grinding her still slightly wet womanhood over James's shaft. The man flinched at the touch of her lower lips. She smiled mischievously at his attempt to have some restraint.

"Come on Holland." She purred. "Fill me."

He couldn't turn it down.

James put both his hands on Katarina's hips, the woman not saying a word. She could only go from a smile to a stupid grin as he slowly lowered her onto his cock. She gasped softly, even whining, and Katarina fell forward, crashing into James with her cleavage right in his face. He put his hands on her thighs now, lifting her up where the tip parted from her folds before lowering her down again. Katarina reached for James's head and pulled him into the crook of her neck as she rested her head on his. James welcomed this, groaning as he kept sliding in and out of her. Katarina writhed at the agonizingly slow motions and James took her head gently with one hand, pulling her in for a passionate kiss.

"Katarina… I'm…"

"Do it."

"You su-?"

She passionately kissed him, violently actually. James didn't need a hint. With an audible groan, he released inside of The Sinister Blade.

Katarina felt his member throb and explode inside her. When he released, Katarina couldn't stop a pitiful mewl from sounding. Her back arched, mouth agape, and her chest bouncing at the sudden actions. She felt her walls get drenched in a sticky, thick, hot fluid. It was too much for her to hold onto though, and it dribbled out, landing on the sheets as they remained in that position for a while, locked as one.

"Oh good lord above…" James groaned as he fell back.

Katarina's mind was hazy and she fell off him again. However, she fell the other way and landed on the floor with a loud thud. James weakly moved his arm to grab her, but it didn't even get over the damn edge.

"You alright… kitty cat?" He asked tiredly.

It was several moments before he got a response. A shaky hand came up, sprawled open. James blinked, and then the hand folded up until the index finger was pointing at him.

It poked his nose.

"Boop." Katarina said.

James groaned and huskily chuckled. The Sinister Blade finally stood back up, taking off her cat ears and paced to the end of the room, fully naked still. She took out two robes from her bag and tossed one to James who caught it on instinct. The man moved to the end of the bed now clothed with the robe and Katarina joined him.

"So, what else do you guys have in store?" He asked.

Katarina's eyes lit up with a gaping smile. "Oh Holland! Are you beginning to enjoy having me and Riven as your fuckbuddies?"

James sighed. "When you put it like that it so-"

"Come on Holland! It's okay to say yes!" She exclaimed. "Once you see what Riven has in store for you, I have a feeling we'll be um, heh, friends with benefits."

James rolled his eyes with a smirk. Truthfully, he wasn't sure what would happen after today, but he was certain that his friendship with Riven and Katarina would be taken to different, and pleasant, levels.

Speaking of Riven, she just emerged from the bathroom.

"James?" She asked gently.

Both of them looked at her. She was wearing a bathrobe as well, though she had something on her…

"Riven?" James said with a raised brow. "Are those… uh… bunny ears?"

She didn't reply with words, but with actions. Riven threw open her robe, letting James's eyes devour her appearance immediately. She blushed when seeing his eyes widen, and it sparked something within her core.

"I guess she's uh… dessert?" Katarina snickered.

James's mouth was gaping, and Riven couldn't help but giggle. She began to walk towards him.