Match 3 / Knockout Rounds / Fiora vs. Leblanc

Witty Title: The battle to see which champion was more broken after their rework


Out of all the city-states in Runeterra, none had such a bitter and detailed history as Demacia and Noxus. Ever since the two nations had been founded they'd been at war. In many ways, they were opposites. Demacians valued class and honor. Noxians valued merit and strength. Demacians played by the rules. Noxians broke them. Demacians wanted peace. Noxians wanted war.

So when Fiora of house Laurent found out she was facing a Noxian in her first match, she knew the battle meant a lot more than just some gold and bragging rights. Though the scientists swore these "sexual tests" were held with the utmost confidentiality, it was undoubtable that the eyes and ears of Demacia and Noxus were clued in on them. Spying was one of the few things both of the nations did, and they did it well. And if both the nations were watching, then the battle represented a lot more than just who was the more sexually capable woman. It represented a war between two different ideals. Of Demacian justice versus Noxian cruelty. Prosperity versus desolation. Good versus evil. The winner would bring their country great honor.

Fiora felt the weight of this. If she faltered now and failed, she would be humiliated. Not only as a woman, but as a Demacian, and a prideful one at that. It made her uneasy, knowing so much rested on her shoulders. For this match, she would be carrying the spirit of Demacia. Just as her opponent would be for Noxus.

Which led to Fiora's second qualm with the match. If she was against any other woman from Noxus, such as Katarina or Cassiopeia, she would feel confident in her chances. She had been with a few women before, though they had never gone very far. Fiora had never even touched another woman's genitals before, much less made them orgasm. Regardless of the fact that she was prudent, she still had incredible control from her prowess as a duelist, which she figured would carry over well to the proverbial bedroom. Her drive was her strength. Not only did she desire to be great in everything she did, she desired to win. Her innate thirst for competition was unmatched. She reckoned not many women could stand toe to toe with her in a battle of sexual supremacy if she were giving it her all.

But her opponent was Leblanc.

When she was younger, she heard many tall tales of Evaine Leblanc, the deadly yet beautiful leader of the covert Noxian organization known as The Black Rose. After joining the Institute, however, Fiora learned that those tall tales were more akin to unpleasant realities. Leblanc was as cunning as she was alluring. She could manipulate people to do anything she wanted without even using a hint of her magic.

Not to mention she was probably the biggest sadist in all of Runeterra.

Leblanc was known for her jubilance when hurting people. Not physically, but mentally. Instead of breaking a person's body, she would break their mind, and take unrivaled delight in doing so. Legend has it that she has dungeons full of sex slaves in The Black Rose's headquarters, all convinced to be there by her personally. The very thought of being mentally broken, tied up, and used by her and her soldiers made the duelist shiver.

She knew that she could not lose. Not for Demacia and not for herself. The only option was to win.

Leblanc, on the other hand, was overjoyed when she found out her opponent was Fiora of House Laurent. Of course, she didn't need the gold from this tournament, but she wanted to participate for fun. Breaking people was what she did best, and what better way was there to do it than sexually? The fact that her first opponent was a Demacian made it all the more exciting. She would gain favor with Swain if she won, and it was always a good political move to be viewed in a positive light by him. The best part of the match was not the affiliation of her opponent, however, it was instead who her opponent was. Battling someone like Luxanna or Quinn would be… unentertaining. They were weak. Fragile. Spineless. Fiora, on the other hand, was a very proud woman. She single handedly saved her house from destruction, after all. She couldn't wait to watch that confident demeanor crumble and be replaced by a mindless whore.

The fact that she couldn't use her magic was a bit irritating but it mattered not. Fiora was a prude, through and through. The woman declined a marriage offer from a Crownguard, one of the most influential houses in Demacia, for the sole purpose of not giving up her body. To say she was inexperienced in the art of love was an understatement. Leblanc, however, was a seasoned professional. She had been with men, women, otherworldly beings, and everything in between. She once made one of her subject's cum from lightly stimulating her breasts and talking dirty. Even if the duelist had a more athletic body and physical strength on her side, that was incomparable to Leblanc's years of experience.

The scientist woman informed them it was time to begin so they stripped their clothes off and entered the room. Leblanc was pleasantly surprised by Fiora's… assets. The woman always hid them under armor and cloth, and since she seemed so uninterested in anything sexual, Leblanc always assumed her body wasn't easy on the eyes. But she was wrong. Her breasts were plump and shapely, larger than average but not overly so. Her stomach was toned and fit, not necessarily the pinnacle of attraction but alluring in its own way. Her ass was bigger than she had imagined, but seemed firm and athletic nonetheless. She had long, soft legs that complimented her body and rounded her appearance out. The Deceiver could feel her mouth watering in anticipation. She was going to enjoy this.

Fiora, on the other hand, knew what to expect when Leblanc removed her garments. The woman practically walked around with her breasts out. Her thighs were thick in all the right places, and her ass was a thing of beauty. Her aura was always so dark and seductive, but now that she was stripped naked it seemed doubly so. She said nothing to Fiora, much to her surprise. She assumed The Deceiver would be using her words often, as she was known for her expertise in manipulation. Instead, she merely locked her eyes on Fiora and her body, like she was studying her. It was unnerving, but Fiora regained her composure as she entered the testing chamber. This was her match to lose. And she would not disappoint her nation and herself, no matter the cost.

Before she knew it, the buzzer sounded, and Fiora slowly made her way towards Leblanc, taking small, cautionary steps. Leblanc merely stood still, with her legs parted and a hand on her hip.

"You don't have to be so careful, girl." Leblanc said, her condescending tone chipping away it Fiora's temper. "I don't plan to fight back."

Fiora was momentarily confused and doubted her opponent's words, but as she got closer and closer the Deceiver truly showed no signs of fighting back.

"What is the meaning of this?" Fiora asked. She knew this was a trap. It had to be. There was too much on the line for her to throw the match.

"I told you. I'm giving you a headstart. I want to see what you can do." Leblanc put a hand on the back of Fiora's head and gently brought her to her knees. "Now be a good girl and service me."

Fiora was hesitant to begin. Her position was somewhat vulnerable. Being on her knees, with her head positioned directly in front of a standing Leblanc's womanhood, she was defenseless to a counter attack. She also had never pleasured a woman… down there before. It was embarrassing to even look at her opponent's southern lips, but, steeling her resolve she did as instructed. She brought her tongue to Leblanc's pussy and licked away.

Leblanc giggled. "You're inexperience is pretty evident, y'know?"

Fiora only brought her eyes up and glared in response.

"Still, it does feel pretty good, I suppose." Leblanc said. "Guess that aphrodisiac does work."

Leblanc kept her eyes trained on Fiora's as she continued being eaten out. The Duelist was very conservative at first with her servicing, but as she gained more confidence and as the aphrodisiac kicked in more her tongue's ministrations became more rabid and animalistic.

Leblanc sighed and stroked Fiora's hair, noting the blush on the Duelist's cheeks and small moans emanating from her mouth. They were tiny; the kind of sound you could only hear if you were listening for it. But Leblanc was. She was counting on it.

Unlike many of the other contestants, Leblanc was a skilled sorceress and mage. She didn't just have an affinity to magic; she was also incredibly knowledgeable on the subject of potions and elixirs. The smell of the particular concoction the Institute was administering during the test didn't remind her of anything she knew, but if it worked like general love potions did, then she had a rough idea of it's side effects. A love potion often increased the user's libido to maximum levels. Not only would it increase their desire for sex, but also the pleasure they derived from it.

Not many were aware of this, but experiencing pleasure from sex wasn't something that happened just to the person on the receiving end. Leblanc had discovered long ago that, for instance, during oral sex, both the receiver and the giver experienced sexual pleasure, although on massively different scales. The human brain will experience a rush of endorphins if it believes it has succeeded in a task. So, although Fiora was not receiving any stimulation whatsoever, the constant sighs and moans from Leblanc indicating that she was doing a good job caused her to experience sexual pleasure. The aphrodisiac only magnified this. And Leblanc grinned when she saw the Duelist of house Laurent moaning into her clit as she sucked away.

"Ooh…" The Deceiver moaned, her hand still stroking her opponent's hair. This was her plan from the start. She didn't want to make Fiora cum using her own hands. That wouldn't be fun at all. It wouldn't even really be a battle. She wanted to break the woman. She wanted her to cum at her own behest. So she planned for the battle to go this way, letting Fiora please her without realizing her own arousal. All she had to do was hold out. Initially, she thought she would have to fake her moans and approval, but the aphrodisiac was proving to be quite potent. They came out naturally as a blush overtook her own face. Fiora may have been inexperienced, but right now her tongue felt like it had done this a thousand times.

Leblanc felt the first pang of doubt as another lust filled sigh escaped her chest. She was actually feeling quite turned on by this. She needed to move her plan along faster.

"You are amazing, Fiora." She said, making her voice as seductive as possible. The Duelist offered no response other than her continued barrage on Leblanc womanhood. Leblanc reached a hand down and gently brought Fiora's left hand up to her own breast. She didn't usher it to move but instead just let it cup the mound. She released another moan into the air, this one particularly erotic in nature, and, like clockwork, Fiora began unconsciously rubbing her own nipple, letting loose small moans into Leblanc's pussy.

Fiora tweaked her own nipple as she continued eating out her opponent. She didn't even want to pleasure herself but her mind had dissipated into a haze. The aphrodisiac had taken its toll. She was generally so prudent and found these sort of situations unbecoming of a lady like herself but…

Lust had overtaken her spirit. Everything just felt so good. Another ecstasy filled moan from Leblanc spurred her on further. Her right hand acted on its own accord as it snaked its way down between her legs. She gently rubbed her own clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout her own body.

Fiora had tried masturbating a few times in the past. She read that it was good for the body and mind, but it never seemed to please her. No matter how hard she tried it just wasn't enough. But this, this was totally different. Her hand began furiously fingering her own pussy as she let loose a moan into Leblanc again.

"That's a goo-d g-girl." Leblanc said, a strand of saliva dribbling from her mouth to her breasts. "Fuck yourself for me." She commanded. Fiora seemed more than happy to oblige as her mouth had practically stopped servicing Leblanc in favor of remaining agape in pure bliss.

The Duelist continued her ferocious self fingerbanging. As she neared the edge of orgasm and sanity, her wits returned, but not entirely.

She wanted to stop. She really did. But only halfheartedly. Another part of her mind, the part overtaken by desire, screamed for her to continue. The feeling was simply too good to let go of.

Her eyes watered as they looked upwards to meet Leblanc's. She saw her opponent's face for the first time in what felt like minutes, and noticed the mischievous, conniving grin plastered across her features.

That's when it clicked.

This was her plan from the start. Leblanc didn't want to beat her with her hands but with her mind. She wanted to manipulate her into making herself cum. Like a true bitch.

The Deceiver spoke no words as she looked down at the mess of a woman kneeling before her. Fiora's fingers were still relentlessly assaulting her own flesh and her hand still groped her own breasts. She gently pushed the Duelist's head between her legs once more. "Now finish yourself off, you slut."

A tear dripped from Fiora's eye as she resumed eating out Leblanc and upped her finger's pace. Before she knew it, her body froze up until an elongated, lust filled moan tore itself from her lungs. She sprayed her juices on the floor beneath her and drooped her head, both in humiliation and in an effort to recuperate from her climax.

Leblanc shoved her off her and said nothing.

For a moment, the two were silent, until Fiora spoke, "Get it over with, already."

"It won't be so easy for you." Leblanc responded, turning on her heel and walking out of the room. Fiora didn't understand why she left without making her finish her off, as those were the rules, but she didn't care. Her mental state was broken. Leblanc had deceived her from the start. The worst thing wasn't that she lost, it was how she lost. By her own hand. She brought herself to orgasm, and in doing so, brought endless shame to her house and her country.

The door opened and Leblanc strutted back in with some swagger in her gait.

"I've just talked to Anders and we've worked something out."

Fiora reared her head up to look spitefully at her former opponent. "Will you stop playing games! I expected you to be at least somewhat honorable. Not to gloat and relish in your victory."

"See, we can't have magic during the match," Leblanc continued, ignoring Fiora's verbal jab. "But the rules say nothing about after the match."

Fiora's eyes widened as the gravity of her situation became more apparent.

"So I asked Anders to allow magic to be usable for my prize and… she said yes." Leblanc's grin widened as she snapped her fingers. Golden chains materialized from thin air and wrapped themselves around Fiora's ankles, wrists, and knees. A second Leblanc appeared next to the original and moved to put Fiora on her back.

"My clone doesn't experience pleasure, you see." The mage snapped again and a six inch, purple vibrator appeared in the clone's hands. "But it is excellent at administering pleasure… and pain."

Fiora's eyes widened as the vibrator began buzzing and the clone placed it on the entrance of her womanhood.

"W-w-wait" She stammered, trying to wrestle herself free from the chains but being unable to move. "I've n-never…"

"I know, deary." The real Leblanc planted herself just above Fiora's face and dropped her ass down so her pussy met the Duelist's mouth as they stared eye to eye. "I wanted to be your first." The Deceiver smiled a wicked grin. "Now this can be fun, or not so fun. If you be a good girl and serve me well, I'll make it a lot more tolerable of an experience."

Fiora gulped, and, upon seeing no better options, began sucking, nibbling, and licking Leblanc's womanhood. The clone unexpectedly inserted the vibrator an inch into Fiora's vagina, making her gasp in shock.

"That's not good enough." Leblanc said. "Do a better job. I haven't had a good orgasm in days."

Fiora became more ravenous, lickling Leblanc's pussy like her life depended on it. The Deceiver played with her own breasts and pinched her nipples.

"OooOh… That's better. I'll reward you for it." The vibrator inserted itself three more inches into Fiora, prompting a scream/moan from her. Her legs shook in their restraints as she was desperate to escape, but she had to admit… deep down, it felt good.

Leblanc removed a hand from her breast and brought it to her own ass, squeezing it for good measure. "I'm almost there. Don't you want to make your new master cum?"

Fiora emphatically nodded her head, her mind losing all sense of reality as her new and only goal became to please Leblanc.

The clone shoved the entire length of the vibrator into Fiora. Tears slowly escaped her eyes and slid down the side of her face. Leblanc giggled at the sight of this and continued gyrating her hips onto Fiora's mouth, effectively grinding on her face.

Fiora's moans and slurs were all incoherent as the clone pounded away relentlessly at her pussy. Her servicing of Leblanc became more sloppy as well, but she didn't seem to mind. In fact, she seemed more aroused now than before.

"Nnggh- Just a little more…" Leblanc said, her eyes slowly glossing over as she new her climax was approaching. "Ooh!"

Leblanc's orgasm erupted from her pussy and showered Fiora in juices. For a moment, Fiora continued eating her out, completely ignoring her orgasm, until Leblanc snapped her fingers and the chain and clone disappeared. She stood up and grabbed Fiora by the chin, staring deeply into her eyes.

"From now on, you are mine."

With that, she left, leaving behind a bewildered and still aroused Fiora.


Anders and the crew were left slack jawed after witnessing the match. It had been the oddest so far. Not only did Fiora make herself cum, but Leblanc essentially dominated her in the prize round, in both body and mind. They collected data, though, as it was their job and pressed on. Anders checked her clipboard and saw that the next match would feature Diana and Leona.

"These matches sure aren't getting any duller…"


hihi

Hope you enjoyed the chapter. It's considerably longer than usual. I'll be taking down the Fiora vs. Leblanc poll and putting up the Diana vs. Leona one.

For those who care, Diana and Leona's lore, as well as xdisturbed's story about them, are what heavily inspired me to write this story. I've been looking forward to this match ever since I wrote chapter 1, and I'm so excited they are next up on the chopping block. Of course, I know who I want to win, but that's a secret, and I don't mind if the other character wins. The poll will be on my tumblr, as always, for which the username is the same as my name on this website and has the same avatar. You can also vote in the comments. This one means a lot to me, so be sure to vote with your heart 3

Also also, the reason I put some magical elements in at the end of this chapter was because I read a review that suggested it. I'm definitely okay with making this story more kinkier with magical elements, especially as the matches go on and the stakes get higher. Anyways, if you have an idea, let me know! You never know if it might make it into the story.

Finally, I think I've got my schedule worked out to where I can update every Sunday. I can't guarantee this'll always happen, but for now, that's when you can expect new chapters.

That does it for me. Thanks for reading.

~~Aelinna