Match 5 / Knockout Rounds / Akali vs. Riven

Witty Title: Blade of the (S)exile


When Anders first viewed the bracket, she thought this match would be particularly interesting.

It wasn't because the two combatants had a bad history with one another. It wasn't because their city-states were at odds. It wasn't because they had fiery personalities.

It was precisely because they didn't have any of those things that she was excited. Akali and Riven were pretty much as neutral as neutral got. They were both mild mannered, both politically uninterested, and, most importantly, both incredibly straight.

Contrary to what champions might say, the Institute of War really did know everything about them. They knew of their past, present, and sometimes, even future. Most of the women participating in this test had some sort of sexual history with their same gender. Even if it was a small experience, it still existed nonetheless.

Based on their information (and their information was always sound), Riven and Akali both had never been with another woman, on any level. In fact, they hadn't had many lovers in general. After Riven exiled herself from Noxus she seemingly lost interest in the sport of love, and Akali was always focused on training herself.

They weren't virgins, but of all the ladies here, they were two of the most chaste. That's why Anders was anticipating their match up so much. She was a scientist and it was her job to collect data on what is known and unknown. She, along with everybody else here, already knew that if you took a bunch of lesbians and offered them gold to fuck each other, they'd do it without a second thought. But what about two straight girls? How would they react to having to… please… another woman? Could they? Would they? What would the aphrodisiac do? Would it act differently on them than the others?...

Anders was so engrossed in her thoughts she failed to notice the both of them stripping down just feet away from her.

Akali and Riven had similar body types. Both were around 5 and a half feet tall, with medium to small breasts, toned stomachs, thick thighs, and athletic asses (though Riven's was a fair bit larger than Akali's). They were built like soldiers. Soldiers didn't need massive breasts and skinny legs. They needed strength and agility.

Riven slowly removed her cloth skirt and tattered brown shirt to reveal only a pair of dull white panties. Akali payed no heed to the Exile's lack of a bra as she herself discarded her green one piece, exposing her naked form for all to see.

Riven raised an eyebrow at the lack of undergarments for her opponent but paid it no real mind. She also liked to go commando from time to time and it definitely was more practical for combat. She gazed upon Akali's bare stomach, noting her impressive abdominal muscles. Slowly, her eyes trailed downwards, reaching Akali's pelvis and womanhood. Riven could feel herself blush; not because she was embarrassed from the sight of another woman's pussy, she had seen hundreds of them when changing with her fellow soldiers. She was embarrassed because she knew in a mere few minutes she would have to… please… this woman's pussy. Although she was heterosexual, she did have to admit it looked rather… nice. The lips seemed smooth, the entrance tight and small, and she had a small, trimmed bush of pubic hair just above it. She never figured Akali as the type to take care down there.

Riven quickly composed herself and removed her own panties, not feeling embarrassed in the slightest. She was used to this, after all. Nudity was not taboo to her. Then again, she never particularly concerned herself with sex and love. She preferred nationalism, and once that fell through, gold. It just so happened that to get the gold from this battle she would have to embrace sex. She figured it was poetic justice.

Akali, as well, really held little capacity for embarrassment. At least in this sense. She would be embarrassed if she faltered during a battle or lost her concentration, but the Kinkou treated the human body and intercourse differently than most cultures, and did not hold them in such high regards. Contrary to Riven, however, she was not embarrassed by the fact that she would have to fuck her soon. It was true that she had never been with a woman before, but she was not particularly opposed to the idea. The opportunity just never came her way. Her only consistent sexual partner throughout her life had been a man with eyes so red you could mistake them for blood, but even they engaged in sex infrequently nowadays. She just wasn't a sexual being.

But she viewed this as just another challenge. Another hurdle to overcome. She, like everyone else here, wanted that gold. She could use a lot of it to help rebuild her order and formulate some much needed infrastructure. She didn't know Riven's reasons for participating nor did she care. She didn't harbor any ill will towards her either. In fact, she respected Riven quite a lot. She was always one of the more difficult opponents she faced on Summoner's Rift.

Riven knew of Akali's ninja training and feared her unwavering discipline. The woman never gave up, no matter the circumstances. How could she ever hope to make her orgasm? Still, she figured the ninja had never faced a challenge quite like this before, and hoped her inexperience would be her undoing.

The two entered the room, stood opposite of each other, and closed their eyes as the counter began counting down. Anders looked with great interest from beyond the glass, noticing a graphic on her right indicating the aphrodisiac's administration through the vents. The two woman's libido levels were nearly zero when they walked in, but after standing in the gas for only a couple seconds that had risen dramatically. She saw the uneasiness on both their faces as the countdown reached five.

When it reached zero, all hell broke loose.

Like an animal, Akali pounced onto Riven, knocking them both to the ground rather roughly. Luckily, neither was injured, so the match continued without a hitch.

Riven looked up at her assailant with surprise, only to find her opponent with glossy eyes and blushed cheeks. The ninja planted a firm kiss on Riven's neck, sucking and nibbling at the skin, while she groped her tanned breasts.

Riven let loose a small sigh of satisfaction as she returned the favor, gripping Akali's backside and playing with cheeks, squeezing them, slapping them, and pulling them apart. She rolled Akali over and took up a dominant position on top, squeezing the Fist of Shadow's nipples rather forcefully, eliciting a moan infused with both pain and pleasure from her opponent. Akali laid on her back, enjoying the service but also giving out her own. She slipped her leg between Riven's and brought their pussies together, before grinding ravenously up and down her opponent's pelvis. She was confused at her own… savagery. When she did have sex, it was generally slow and methodical. Not like whatever this had become. She knew not where her lust had come from, nor how it had completely overtaken her spirit. She didn't even know how to have sex with a woman, yet her body acted on its own. Doing whatever felt right. And what felt right was having dirty, unabashed, hardcore sex with the Exile.

Riven fervently accepted her adversary's challenge, propping herself up to a kneeling position and slamming her pussy into Akali's. She had never known pleasure like this. It shot through her veins, making her moans ring throughout the entire room, perhaps even the entire building. Her head reared back in ecstasy as they continued scissoring, her body desperately begging for release. As odd as it was that she was suddenly so attracted to Akali, she had no intentions of cumming. Not yet, at least. She wanted to fuck her silly first. It was strange, feeling so aroused. She did not consider herself a sexual being in the slightest, but the aphrodisiac must have done quite a job, because her hormones were flaring and her desire was at an all time high. So she pressed on, riding both Akali and waves of pleasure as she tried to hold out.

Anders was absolutely befuddled.

Truthfully, she had no idea how two straight women would react to the aphrodisiac. They didn't have time to fully test it… and most of the tests were with only one subject. Her best educated guess would be that they would feel the effects, but to a lesser extent that the bisexual or homosexual women.

How wrong she was.

Akali and Riven were actually more aroused than any other women had been in the previous matches. And it showed. The two were going at each other like animals. Biting, clawing, scratching, all the while slamming their genitals together in what must have been a euphoric tempo. She never expected two of the most reserved people in the tournament to end up being two of the most horny. She smiled and figured further testing had to be done.

The two women had switched positions, with Akali having Riven pinned underneath her, her ass cheeks seemingly enveloping the Exile's entire face. Riven seemed content with this, as she lapping voraciously up and down Akali's ass crack, licking her pussy and asshole, it didn't really matter to her. Akali, on the other hand, reached her arm across the Exile's body and inserted two fingers into her pussy, causing Riven to moan into her ass. Akali grinned and slammed them in and out, all the while enjoying the makeshift throne that was Riven's face.

It seemed both women didn't even care that much if they orgasmed, as they both were practically trying to get themselves off. Akali grinded her ass up and down on Riven's face, smothering the woman, but also making her job a hell of a lot easier. Riven's legs thrust upwards every time Akali's fingers went deep, making it easier for her to reach her g-spot. Anders noted that this seemed less like a competition and more like actual sex, which was… intriguing, to say the least.

"Akali…" Riven mumbled from underneath the Fist of Shadow's bottom. "I feel like I've gotten to appreciate your ass, but you haven't gotten to appreciate mine."

Akali said nothing, only nodding in response before getting off of her competitor and sitting down a small distance away with her legs spread open. Riven understood what she wanted, and got to her feet before slowly backing herself, and her ass, up to Akali's face.

She stood directly between Akali's legs, bent over and rubbing the shadow ninja's pussy, while her ass and pussy was eaten zealously from behind. Akali greatly enjoyed Riven's decently large behind, shoving her head between the cheeks and greedily licking all that she could find. She could tell she was doing something right, at least if Riven's moans of pleasure were any indicator. She herself was feeling pure bliss, as well. Riven may have been a bit distracted, but her fingers still did wonders on Akali's pussy. She rubbed her clit with purpose, stimulating it in all the right ways.

Both of them were dangerously close to orgasm. Akali could tell Riven was on the edge just from the way she slid her hips up and down on her face, and Riven could tell Akali was going to cum soon from the moans she cooed between her ass.

Suddenly, Akali switched positions and roughly took Riven to the ground again. The ninja laid on top of her, a thin veil of sweat glistening off both of their bodies. Riven sighed from the sensation of Akali's nipples rubbing against her own. Akali forcibly gripped Riven's chin and planted a firm, messy kiss on her lips, asserting her dominance by exploring the Exile's mouth with her tongue. She was going to grind her leg against Riven's sex, but found she didn't need to, as Riven was already grinding her pussy against Akali's lower thigh. She also did the same, grinding her womanhood against Riven's leg, sending jolts of pleasure throughout her body.

Akali separated her lips from Riven's, leaving a trail of saliva between the two that dripped onto Riven's breasts. Akali noticed this and used it as lubrication, rubbing her opponent's nipples vigorously, before pinching and rolling them between her index finger and thumb. The Fist of Shadow spit on them to make them even more wet while she continued her ministrations.

"Ooooh." Riven moaned, perfectly happy to let Akali continue her work. All thoughts of winning had gone out the window for her; her mind and competitive spirit had dissipated into a lust-filled haze. She figured Akali was in a similar state, as they both continued grinding on each other like animals, with no regard to the competition. They weren't even battling anymore. They were just fucking each other.

Riven bit her lip as she continued humping Akali's leg, feeling a warmth in her chest. With a final swing of her hips, she released a loud, lewd moan, that echoed so loudly the champions in the waiting room heard it. Her orgasm covered Akali's thighs in juices as her mind entered nirvana.

Akali neither cared nor noticed that Riven had cum, instead she only kept grinding her pussy against Riven's leg, feeling her own orgasm near approaching. She noticed the Exile's mouth wide open, with her head reared back in an "o" face. She took this opportunity to plant a messy, wild kiss on her lips. That was the straw that broke the camel's back, as Akali's legs seized up and her own juices went flying onto Riven's thigh. She moaned lewdly into her opponent's mouth, enjoying the bliss and indescribable pleasure that was an orgasm.

But they didn't stop.

Their dry (well, wet at this point) humping continued, as Riven slightly bit Akali's breast. They only seemed spurred on further by their own orgasms, as if it had only aroused them more to make each other cum.

Anders genuinely didn't know what has happening. She stood there, pen in hand, mouth agape, behind the class, absolutely dumbfounded. Every other match up to this point had ended when the two contestants climaxed, but these two straight women were still fucking each other. None of it made any sense.

Riven and Akali seemed intent to stay there indefinitely, but a group of the Institute's security division came in to escort them away. The room was needed for the next match, Morgana versus Sona. Anders had told security to bring them to one of the girls' apartments, as she was sure they'd want to spend a bit more time together today.


This one was fun to write. Also I'm pretty sure I just made Akali and Riven lesbians. Lmao.

I wanted them to be straight (at least at the beginning) because it seemed a bit unrealistic for every champion in the tournament to be a lesbian. But they'll all end up there eventually ;)

As always, I'll close the poll for Akali vs. Riven and open the new one, which is Morgana vs. Sona. I'm suuuper excited to write this one. Big breasts and bigger attitudes incoming. Also, I'll be opening an anonymous survey to figure out what you all would like to see in the future of this series. It feels like I started it yesterday, but we are almost done with the knockout rounds and into the quarterfinals, which is nuts. As the matches begin to have more pressure around them, I want the stakes and punishments to get bigger too. The more that's on the line, the funner it is. So anyway, if you have anything you'd like to see, (strapons, interludes, threesomes, etc.) let me know in the survey. As per usual, the links to all things important, such as the survey and the poll, can be found on my tumblr, to which the username is: Aelinna

Hope you enjoyed the chapter. This story picked up a lot of steam once I published chapter 5 which was a surprise to me, but a pleasant one at that. I hope I can continue to entertain all of you :)

~~Aelinna