Match 11 / Quarterfinals / Ahri vs. Leblanc
Witty Title: Chains and Charms
Leblanc felt prepared. Confident. Cocky, even.
Despite the fact that she was going to have to out-fuck a literal succubus, she rather liked her chances. She knew it wasn't going to be as elementary as her last match when she made a fool out of the proud and prudent Demacian fencer, but, even so, she had a plan.
She had studied the tape Anders gave her excessively. It was surprising to the Deceiver to see just how much of a fight Elise had put up. For a few moments, she even had Ahri on the ropes, but it was all in vein. Once Ahri got on top and was able to use her tails to their full effectiveness, it was over. Leblanc figured the aphrodisiac in conjunction with all of the stimulation from the Fox's tails was enough to overwhelm any opponent. She knew she could not let Ahri get on top of her. If she got control, it was finished. Or, at least, for her plan to work, she needed Ahri to think that.
Her strategy revolved around mental warfare, as it did in her prior bout with Fiora. However, she knew it was going to be a lot trickier to seduce Ahri. She was practically the quintessential seductress.
What gave her confidence, however, was the way the Fox battled against Elise. She looked… vulnerable. It was clear that she was not yet accustomed to being without her magic. At times, she looked like she wanted to simply give in and ride the pleasure to the bitter end. Ahri with her magic was indomitable in this type of fight. But Ahri without her magic was something Leblanc planned to exploit.
Both of them were powerful mages, but Ahri had been bestowed with an affinity for magic since birth. Leblanc had not. She had to crawl her way up from the very bottom of society with nothing more than her natural curves and cunning intellect. That was the difference between them. Ahri had relished in a life of invincibility due to her magic, but take that magic away and what is left? All Leblanc had seen in the battle against Elise was a creature with no real conviction. With no real power.
Leblanc did not want to lose. Her goal was to win this tournament in its entirety for a couple of reasons. One being that it would score her political points in Noxus if she emerged as the Institute's most sexually adept champion. Another was to instill even more intimidation into the hearts of Demacians, though she felt confident in assuming that already existed after what she did to Fiora. Of course, the Institute claimed this was a totally confidential competition, but Leblanc wasn't that naived. Results would be leaked one way or another. And finally, she wanted to win simply because it turned her on. Sure, she had a submissive patch occasionally, but most of what got her off was being in control and being a dominatrix. What better way was there to do that than this tournament?
… le fancy time skip …
Ahri could not take her eyes off of Leblanc. It was not because the Deceiver had a marvelous body (that happened to be on full display for her eyes to feast upon). It was due to her smile.
Leblanc had the smallest, slyest of grins plastered across her face. It was so subtle most would not have even noticed it. Just a light curl upwards on both sides of her lips. But Ahri was well acquainted with these sorts of things. She could feel the confidence radiating from her opponent's body.
Her stomach dropped for a moment. A pang of anxiety washed over her spirit.
The entire reason she was in this tournament was to win. She didn't care about the gold or the fame; she cared about the experience. When you've lived as long as she had, finding new sexual acts to pursue is a tedious task. In fact, it had been years since she got to indulge in something as kinky as this tournament. Because of such, she wanted to win the whole thing for the singular purpose of elongating the experience.
Although Ahri still felt immense pleasure during sex, the reality of her situation was that most things simply didn't excite her as much as they used to. Everything seemed so… routine. But this tournament had reinvigorated her enthusiasm. She masturbated for what felt like days after her first victory, simply because it was such a different sexual incursion that all of her previous ones.
But the smile on Leblanc's face sent shivers down her spine. She looked… and felt… supremely confident. Like she had a plan. Like she knew she was going to win. Being knocked out so early would put an early end to this joyful experience.
Of course, if she had her powers the tournament would have been over on day one. No human, demon, spirit, or god could even hope to stand against her in a battle of sexual fortitude.
Alas, her powers were gone, and with them, so too was her confidence. Her match against Elise, although victorious, only further emphasised this feeling.
She had nearly lost a handful of times. And she knew the Spider Queen wasn't a particularly tough opponent. Compared to Leblanc, that match had been child's play.
Her thoughts were interrupted with the sound of the buzzer counting down. She snapped out of her self-inflicted trance and her senses returned. She felt the cold, frigid air nipping at her naked body. She hadn't realized just how hard her nipples had become until now.
The countdown reached zero and the match began. Ahri stood defensively, her arms and legs close to her body. She decided to let Leblanc make the first move.
The Deceiver smiled and walked slowly towards Ahri. Her long, slender legs making large strides despite her slow pace.
"You don't have to look so… on edge, Ahri. I don't bite. Unless you're into that." Leblanc said.
The Fox neglected to respond and brought her hands up as Leblanc drew nearer. But, just as the Deceiver was within a foot of her, she merely stopped and stood still, hands on her own waist while she stared into the Vastayan's eyes.
"Hm?" Ahri said. "Not going to even try?"
"Not really." Leblanc whispered, before sitting down on the floor beside the standing Fox. "Care to join me?"
Ahri shot her a confused and distrustful glance.
"I figured we could start this the old fashioned way."
The Fox understood and obliged, albeit cautiously. Leblanc was asking if she wanted to share mutual control, at least at the beginning. She knew she was playing into the Deceiver's plan, but she also liked her odds in an even fight. Leblanc would have to pull out a few tricks to beat her like this, so as long as she could avoid them, it seemed rather advantageous.
Ahri dropped to her knees at first, then to her ass, as she sat on the ground directly next to Leblanc. She put her left leg over Leblanc's right, before she felt the Deceiver's teasing begin. Leblanc allowed her right hand to roam the Vastaya's body, as it slowly teased its way up and down the her midriff, genty tickling every spot it could find.
Ahri sighed from Leblanc's slow but enjoyable teasing before beginning her own. She was much more direct, lightly but firmly pinching the mage's left nipple before alternating to the right. Once she noticed Leblanc's hand getting close to her own womanhood she followed suit by gently rubbing her opponent's thighs, eliciting a small but noticeable moan of affirmation from the Deceiver. All of sudden, and without any warning, she thrust a single finger into Leblanc's pussy, prompting a surprise filled moan from her.
"Already this wet, dear?" She goaded, before frowning when she noticed Leblanc's hand had gotten to work, as well. It rubbed rather intently on her clit and southern lips, making large, sweeping, circular motions.
It was a war of attrition. Both women's hands were moving rather slowly, with Ahri's lone finger systematically pumping in and out of Leblanc's flower, whilst Leblanc's fingers rubbed every nerve she could find without making penetration.
The difference in styles was not without purpose. Ahri's method would prove to arouse the Deceiver faster, but with less sticking power. Penetration without proper foreplay could only bring momentary pleasure, and as soon as she stopped, all of her work would be for naught. Leblanc's method meant she would be on the back foot for a while, as her own pleasure was already getting quite high due to the Vastaya's incessant fingering, but if they stopped to change positions, Ahri would most certainly be more aroused than her when they resumed.
The two continued at their crusades for a minute more, each releasing periodic grunts and moans from the continued stimulation, until finally Ahri put an end to it when she felt her own pleasure rising higher than she wanted it to be. The Fox quickly grasped Leblanc's wrists with her hands and pushed her to the ground, forcing her to lay with her back to the ground and her legs stretched outwards. She climbed atop her opponent and gained full control, as she mirrored Leblanc's position by lying down on top of the woman. The Fox gently grinded her body against Leblanc's, eliciting "oohs" from the mage as their breasts rippled against one another's. Ahri slipped a hand between their bodies, now slick with sweat, and slid it downwards, where it located Leblanc's pussy and went to work. She thrust two fingers in and hammered them like a piston, rhythmically assaulting the nerve endings located inside the mage.
Leblanc gasped from the pleasure and attempted to bring a hand up to push Ahri off, but before it could accomplish much it was yanked back to the ground by one of Ahri's tails, which had all seemingly come to life when Leblanc had been put on her back. Both of her wrists were securely fastened by the white furry appendages as a single one snaked its way under Ahri's bottom to tickle Leblanc's asshole.
Ahri sat up, her rear resting on Leblanc's thighs. Two more of her tails had come around to stimulate the Deceiver's nipples, and Ahri took a brief moment to enjoy the site before her. Leblanc was totally and utterly helpless. Her hands were bound by her tails, her womanhood was being pounded away at mercilessly by her index and middle fingers. Her nipples were being toyed with and tickled by her tails, as well as her asshole. Her face was a deep shade of crimson as she released moan after moan of supreme euphoria into the air. She had never seen the Deceiver in such a… compromised position before.
She had to thank Elise for a lot of it, honestly. The Spider Queen had taken her up on her offer of seeing each other again after their match. In fact, they saw each other several times in the week leading up to this battle. Elise was a fun fuck for her, if for no other reason than her incredible stamina. They could go for hours upon hours on end, stopping only to eat and sleep.
During their excursions, Ahri asked her about Leblanc, as she knew they both were from Noxus. Elise revealed that she had fucked Leblanc a handful of times in her younger days, and, more importantly, knew what got her off.
"She tries very hard to maintain a dominatrix style appearance. In reality, Leblanc has a soft spot for being tied up. And having her ass played with. Don't forget to do that, or you have practically no chance to make her cum." She had said.
Ahri took her words to heart. She didn't have rope to tie the Deceiver up, but she had her tails. She could not like the Deceiver's ass, but she could stimulate it. Though it was not the perfect scenario, it would suffice, and as she sat atop the writhing and moaning Deceiver, she knew Elise had told the truth.
Despite all of the pleasure she was inflicting on her opponent, Ahri failed to notice her own pussy subconsciously grinding against the mage's thigh. Leblanc could barely feel it with all the white hot pleasure she was enduring, but it was unmistakable. Ahri's hips gyrated slowly but surely atop her, just as she had hoped would happen.
The reality of her situation was that there was no way she could win against Ahri in a straight up fuck fest. Despite her vulnerability against Elise, she was still far too powerful with her colossal experience and, not to mention, her nine fucking tails. She basically had 11 arms to swing around. How could anyone win against that?
So Leblanc had developed a plan. She would stimulate Ahri slowly, sensually, teasingly at the beginning. All she needed was for Ahri to take her mutual control bait. She would make her body thirst for more. It was a form of torture she had perfected on prisoners in the Black Rose's dungeons. If she ever needed information out of someone, she would just arouse them to the point on near insanity and retract herself. Of course, she promised to fuck them till they couldn't stand if they told her what she wanted to know, which almost always resulted in someone immediately spilling the beans. She generally needed more than just a few minutes to get someone to the point of lust so poignant it took over their subconscious, but she figured the aphrodisiac would get her just over the edge. And she was right. Ahri had fallen right into her trap, as she felt juices already leaking onto her thigh from the Fox's unknown arousal.
The problem was she still needed more time. Ahri would not let her guard down for at least another minute or two, and the multi-pronged assault Leblanc was undergoing was getting her dangerously close to orgasm. The nipple teasing and fingering was difficult enough to endure, but the ass tickling was really what was pushing her near the edge. It was her only truly weak spot.
Leblanc grit her teeth as her struggle continued. It was imperative that she lasted long enough, but at this point the Fox showed no signs of slowing down. Her body ached for release, every single second of Ahri's extensive fucking sending shockwave after shockwave of electrifying pleasure throughout her body.
"Aaaah!" She moaned, eyes beginning to roll as her orgasm neared completion. Just before it came, however, she took one last look at her opponent, and what she saw made her entire body stop in its tracks.
Ahri was pinching her own nipple.
A smile spread across the Deceiver's features. Her mind returned from the lust filled haze it had previously been in. This one sight restored her vigor and allowed her mind to gain some ground in the ongoing battle with her body. Her orgasm subsided, for now.
Had Ahri been able to resist for just a few more seconds, Leblanc surely she would have been cumming buckets by now. Fortunately, her plan had finally taken root. She knew Ahri was susceptible to giving in to her own lust, she just had to figure out a way to get her to do it. Elise had almost achieved this, as the Fox almost lost a handful of times against her by not fighting back due to her abundance of sexual libido. Leblanc determined that Elise had lost the fight when she provoked Ahri. The anger spawned from being sexually dominated by another woman snapped her back to reality. So the Deceiver's plan was rather simple, actually. She just needed to get her turned on enough in the beginning, then sit back and wait. She knew if she could withstand Ahri's assault long enough, the Vastayan would lose herself in pleasure.
Sure enough, the Nine-Tailed Fox's fingering had slowed down dramatically in speed. Her tails tickled Leblanc with less bravado than before. Her hips gyrated with purpose against Leblanc's thigh. And, to top it all off, she was tweaking her own nipples, moaning from the sensation like a bitch.
Leblanc wanted to be on the ropes against her. She wanted to be helpless and close to orgasm. If she was, she knew Ahri would let her guard down and indulge in her own pleasure. And it worked like a charm. The Fox's moans began to ring out louder and louder, her eyes closing from the incredible feeling. The match had been running for at least ten minutes by now, so the aphrodisiac's potency was also reaching high levels.
The tails wrapped around Leblanc's wrists fell to the wayside, as Ahri was too distracted with pleasing herself to notice them fall. Despite the fact that Ahri had slowed down her ministrations to Leblanc, the Deceiver still was on the edge of a very, very high cliff. She did not know who would cum first if they kept going like this, so she took advantage of the Fox's weakened grip. Both of her hands traveled upwards to Ahri's shapely, pale ass. She grasped her opponents rear, seizing both cheeks greedily, and began to slightly but firmly help the Fox with her humping. Ahri did not seem to notice, thank the gods. She rode Leblanc's thigh even harder now, a stream of her pre cum leaking down it towards the Deceiver's own flower. Another moan tore from her throat as she descended from a sitting position to a prone one. Her body pressed up against Leblanc's, both women's nipples easily rubbing one another's due to the immense sweat covering their forms. Ahri's head lowered itself near Leblanc's, and in an instant she captured her opponent's lips with her own, embracing her in a deep kiss. Leblanc did her best to let Ahri control it, as it was imperative for the Fox to still think she was in command of the battle.
They stayed like that for a few seconds, both women quivering from the massive amount of accumulated pleasure they had been enduring for the match, until Ahri finally broke it off and reared her head back slightly to release yet another lewd moan into the air. Leblanc saw that the end was near, as her opponent's breaths became more rugged than they had prior and her thighs convulsed sporadically.
Feeling confident and wanting to savor her victory, Leblanc decided to take a bit of a gamble. If it cost her and she ended up losing because of it, she would never forgive herself, but the opportunity was too good to pass up. She removed a hand from one of Ahri's ass cheeks and brought it the back of the Fox's head, before gently pushing it down near her own. The Deceiver craned her neck slightly and positioned her mouth right next to Ahri's right ear, which Leblanc had honestly forgotten looked like that of a fox's. With a sultry yet snide voice she spoke.
"Looks like you lose, kitty cat."
Ahri's eyes widened as she realized the situation she was in. She couldn't stop her hips from bucking wildly against Leblanc's thigh and her own orgasm was mere seconds away from releasing.
A jolt of anger coursed through her veins as her brow furrowed. "How dare you mock me!" She snapped, ears lifting from their previously relaxed position due to her sudden increase in alertness. Leblanc saw where she needed to pinpoint her final strike.
"I'll teach you a lesson, you bitch-AIEEEEEEE!"
Leblanc licked a long, slow, deep lap into Ahri's ear. Instantly, the Fox cried out in pure bliss as her hips bucked with even more intensity than before and her orgasm ripped its way from her body. Her cum leaked out in a steady stream for at least ten seconds, and her ecstacy filled moan did not stop until her orgasm did. Her hips continued bucking for at least another fifteen seconds, albeit much slower than before. Her entire body slumped against Leblanc's as her forehead pressed against the ground. The Deceiver merely smiled a sly grin, overly content with herself for stealing away this match.
Ahri could not see a thing. The blindfold made sure of that. She could feel plenty, though, such as they cold chains wrapped around her body, rendering movement impossible. Or the gag in her mouth, forcing her to breathe from her nose. Or the presence of two people in the room, despite the fact that it was supposed to be only Leblanc.
"How does it feel, Ahri?" Leblanc cooed, appreciating the naked form of the Vatsyayan before her. When they reinstated her magic, the Deceiver forced her chains around the Fox and realigned her in the doggy-style position. She conjured up a blindfold and a gag, as well, for added humiliation. She wanted Ahri to truly feel defeat. "How does it feel to lose in the most embarrassing way possible: by your own volition."
Ahri offered no response. Not that she could, anyway, due to the gag.
Leblanc smiled, gazing at her mimic across the room. Chains and sex toys weren't the only thing she conjured. Her victory was to be absolute. A display of total and utter dominance over the dethroned queen of sex that was Ahri. To establish such a command over her, she needed assistance from her clone. She needed to make Ahri cum, over and over and over again.
The real Leblanc snapped her fingers, and a moment afterwards a strapon appeared around her clone's waist. It's golden shaft boasted an impressive nine inches long, and it came equipped with ribbed plating for added pleasure. The clone began strutting towards Ahri's hindquarters, its mind and Leblanc's melded together as one.
"You know, it's tough to control my clone and myself for extensive periods of time." The real Leblanc said, her contempt filled eyes still gazing at Ahri's face. "It causes a lot of mental strain to operate two different bodies at once." The real Leblanc squatted down in front of Ahri's face to get closer to her as the fake one dropped to her knees behind Ahri, positioning the strapon near the Fox's exposed entrance. "I hope you're worth the effort."
The clone slammed the fake cock into Ahri's womanhood, giving the succubus no time to adjust to its large size. A muffled groan consisting of pain and pleasure emanated from Ahri's mouth, her saliva spilling over the gag and dribbling down her chin.
The clone's thrusts were brutal in nature. Her hips slammed into Ahri's rear mercilessly. As a result the entirety of the Fox's body rippled on impact. Her plump breasts bounced freely, slapping together every couple of seconds.
The clone did not merely fuck Ahri, however. Leblanc commanded it to lick her ears, pull her tails, and slap her ass. Her second orgasm of the day came quickly after the clone got to work, which pleased Leblanc to see. She wanted the Fox to remember this day. She wanted her to remember what it felt like to lose.
"You may be a sex goddess, Ahri," The real Leblanc said as she turned around and positioned her rear near the Fox's moaning mouth, before removing the gag. "but I don't fight like the other girls. I don't want to just physically dominate opponents, I want to mentally dominate them. I want them to remember how it felt when I broke them."
With that, the real Leblanc grasped the back of Ahri's head and shoved her face between her ass cheeks. She was pleasantly surprised to feel Ahri's tongue immediately get to work. It licked small circles around her asshole before diving in, and Leblanc could only gasp from the pleasure it brought her. "You-mph- have a submissive side, don't you?" She asked.
Of course, the Fox offered no response.
Leblanc fingered herself furiously while Ahri rimmed her, bringing her pleasure to dangerous heights. She felt as if she could cum at any moment. The sound of Ahri's moans being muffled between her ass turned her on even further.
Deciding there was no point in waiting, Leblanc allowed her orgasm to come naturally, and within a few moments, she squirted her juices all over the floor in front of her. Her ass bounced slightly as a side effect of her orgasm, as her body trembled from the intensity of it all. Ahri could do nothing but take it as Leblanc rode her face. She felt pathetic after losing in the manner in which she did. Maybe she truly was broken.
Once Leblanc's orgasm subsided, she removed herself from Ahri's face and removed her blindfold before sitting down a few feet away and relaxing. Her clone continued its animalistic fucking, pounding her with the same speed and strength it had been since it started.
Ahri had nowhere else to look but at the real Leblanc as her third orgasm came. She moaned again, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Her juices had covered the fake cock and slickened it, making access all the more easier.
"You know, Ahri, I was going to leave once I finished, but…" She looked upon the Fox's form, tied up in her chains without an inch to move all the while being fucked silly by her clone. "I think I'll stay like this for a while."
I'm eternally sorry for the delay on this chapter. I really feel guilty about it taking over a month for me to update this story. I know how shitty it is when a story you read gets discontinued or goes months without an update, so I just wanted to apologize for that.
There were a couple reasons for my hiatus. For starters, it took me weeks to get this chapter off the ground. I like Leblanc's character and her whole mental warfare strategy, but the way I wrote Ahri in previous chapter honestly felt incredibly boring to me. Not to mention that I also don't really like her character that much in general but felt somewhat obliged to include her in the story since she's basically league's sex symbol. I never knew which direction to take it, and I must have written at least 20 pages worth of stuff I threw out before I finally arrived to the idea I used in this chapter.
I also have a wrist injury I'm still dealing with that popped up out of the blue a few weeks ago. It's probably due to the fact that I play video games, write a metric fuck ton for school because my major requires it, write fanfics, and write my own personal stuff. I guess all the typing finally caught up to my left hand because for a few weeks now it's hurt like a bitch when I use my fingers to type. I'm not sure if its a sprain, carpal tunnel, or something else, but its finally begun to subside a little bit so I can write like I normally do.
I also have some personal stuff going on that's been kinda killing any of my motivation to write. It was really the combination of all three of these things that made this chapter such a bitch to write. But I'm finally fucking done with it. And I'm so glad I am. I have a crazy good idea for the next chapter (which will be an interlude btw). It's going to involve three characters, two of which are competing against one another in an interesting way with the third kinda of there just for fun and to sort of "referee". I've had a few requests to put Miss Fortune in the story, so I'll probably make her the non-competing character, but for the two that are competing against one another I'm not so sure yet. I kinda want to do Katarina and Cassiopeia, but I'm not so sure how to write out the anatomy of a snake girl lmao. Anyway, the only stipulation I really have is that they are rivals in some manner, so if you have any suggestions I'd love to hear em.
Special shoutout to the people that always pm me when I ask for ideas. You know who you are. I feel bad for not responding to everybody the last time I asked for some interlude ideas, but just know you're the real mvps.
Anyway, after the inderlude chapter will be the match up between Irelia and Leona. I'm kinda excited to write about two relatively normal, not sex goddess characters. As always, you can vote in reviews or on the link found on my tumblr. Also, please stop trying to skew votes. Its pretty obvious. I'm not going to change my format to fix it, but if you put like 20 guest reviews that are clearly all from the same person, I'm not going to count them. I love how passionate some of you are about who wins, and honestly maybe it's my fault for having a shitty system, but its the best I've got right now. Maybe if I do a part two to this story I'll have a system in which you can vote as much as you'd like.
As a final note, I just want to reassure all of you this series isn't going anywhere. I set out with the goal to complete it and I fully intend to write chapters until that goal is realized. I'm sorry it took so long to update. Life just finds a way to fuck things up sometimes. But so long as my hands can still type I will finish this series. And I promise the next update won't take a month.
~~Aelinna
