AN: I plan to write all my lemons in the same universe. Also, I'm sorry if these don't come out weekly or by some assumed schedule. I have a life I need to follow, but this will be part of it.

To Ryder Van Rose and that anon guy whoasked for Ahri, here it is.

To that guy asking for Fiora, I can think of a pretty good OC. Syndra is taken by Zed though.

A spirit's cry is often very much like a human's. Fear is the same, no matter who is under its horrid hand. Shivers, paranoia, and a need to flee come with fear. Shen knew this, yet he grew out of it. He didn't know what it was exactly, what triggered his change. Old friends left him when they were exposed to his change in personality. Instead of comedy and a light heart, Shen found that laughter was a chore and a nuisance to his code.

Was it the four year chase? The man that he had strived to capture? Most likely, but it was something else. What had completely ended the existence of the original Shen? Shen questioned it, but would always put it aside. Especially in times like now. When one is faced with a spirit powerful enough to consciously shift between the physical and spiritual realms. It wrecked havoc on the physical plane, eating the souls of humans and leaving their bodies without a mind.

The crimes were mainly occurring in Ionia, which narrowed down the area of analysis. Shen scoured the lands of Ionia and finally found where the creature was. It was in his hospital… Yes, his hospital. After news of Jhin being restrained by the League was released, Shen was able to focus on more things than amusing Zed's thirst for power. That man already had the power he wanted, especially with what was going on in the sky.

Nonetheless, Shen still had two jobs: maintaining order as the leader of the Kinkou Order and making sure he produced enough money to live and fund his organization/dojo. Nowadays, his students would compete with Zed's students, often resulting in much more calm and collected results. Yet, spirits were something that Shen could not control.

Shen was in his iconic doctor outfit minus the surgery scrub. His mask was lowered and it hung around his neck. He scanned the lobby and found only two clients on this day. Not surprising as it is a weekday. What was interesting was that one of them was that they were both chimeric beings, vastayas to be correct. One of them, male, had the body of an average human, but with dog paws for feet, lots of hair on his chest and arms, and a dog-human face that made an interesting combination of curiosity and aversion.

However, what Shen feared was the other one: Ahri. A fox-human vastaya that was unique to her own kind. He didn't know what it was, but the nine-tailed woman was able to sap the souls of any sentient being. News of her was common, but often overlooked as she made sure to be controlled. But the recent news said otherwise, with her trademark heart-shaped magic residue could be found on several of her victims. Truly a danger. A beautiful danger.

"Hey hey, c'mon, ya know we vastaya need to stick together!" The dog one was quite loud. "So let's stick together, if you get my drift! Heheheh." Shen inwardly cringed and felt disgust. To him, seeing the creature act like a rutting animal was enough to tip the calm balanced setting of his hospital. It was like seeing a stone in a stone garden in the wrong place. One look and it stays there for the whole week. Shen sighed and entered the lobby.

"Excuse me, please lower your voice." The dog-man bit his tongue as he was stared down by Shen's shining glasses.

"O-oh, sorry." Barely a whisper. Hopefully the smell will be gone too.

"Now then, a miss Ahri scheduled an appointment at two. Please, do come." Shen had shifted his eyes to Ahri who followed the ninja quickly. Unbeknownst to Shen, she stuck her tongue out and pulled her eye to make an Ionian face of disdain and humiliation at the dog-man.

Shen's feet tapped quietly, a habit of his from years of training. As he walked, he realized that the scent of his hospital was quickly changing. He had bought scent-remover from a Piltover company, but he needed more. The scent was one that was very familiar, but intangible and out of mind to name. The doctor pushed it away to the back of his head.

He reached the room and held the door open with one hand while making a gesture to let the vastaya in. And in she went, with the manners of a child and the confidence of a gambler. She walked past Shen, not even looking at him, and propped herself on the examination table as if she was sitting comfortable on a recliner. She crossed her legs and put her hands on her knee, accentuating her bust and legs. Something was amidst.

Shen stood straight and tall, folder in hand. He pulled out the new file he made for Ahri when she called last week. Basic information like her gender, race, and nationality were listed as well as a post it. Might be the one who leaves heart marks. Use opportunity. He looked up and saw Ahri poking at a tool and quickly closed the folder.

"Miss Ahri-"

"Just Ahri's fine- we're friends after all, Shen!" Her voice was so positive and forced, why?

"Ahri- why have you scheduled this appointment?" Ahri stopped playing with the syringe and looked at Shen. Her eyes of gold stared into his for a moment before taking a glance at the door. "I noticed you've hidden your tails. Have you gotten better at shapeshifting?" Ahri's face broke into a scared look for a second before quickly melding into a neutral face. She inhaled and sighed, realizing that Shen would come to a conclusion soon. Time was also an issue.

"Shen… I…" Like a computer or an arbiter, Shen took initiative and tried a different route to get her to talk.

"So, how goes your journey through Runeterra?" Ahri looks at Shen with much more open aura. Seemingly more able to talk, she opens her mouth.

"It's been good. I've got to get a feel of different cultures and places. I also met a singing group in Piltover. Right now, I'm working with them." Shen nodded.

"That's good. It sounds like you're doing fine, is there some reason you needed a surgeon?" Ahri looked at the door again, then at the window. She leaned in, clearly wanting some secrecy. Shen stepped forward and bowed his head slightly to get his head closer to Ahri's awaiting voice.

"I need you to modify my brain." The vastaya then leaned back, but Shen stayed still for a second. Ahri looked at him, waiting for a reaction. Shen gives a short cough and steps back.

"Are you serious?" Ahri cracked a smile and eventually burst into laughter.

"Hahah- ooh boy, your face was so funny!" She laughed a bit more, "Your face was all like this," she imitates Shen's face, a mix of restrained panic especially with the mouth showing shock and fear.

Shen had one fear. It was different from the other fears he had of unbalance and of Zed taking over the world or of Khada Jhin going on a rampage. No… Secretly, unknown to many, Shen was a fan of idol groups. Ever since hextechnology had become much more accepted, the idea of idols and cute girls singing songs had captured his heart. Their choreography was always on point, dances were cute, music wasn't too chaotic, and they were so damn cute. They represented balance and a much more happy vision of it. When Ahri had become an idol, he could not help, but fall in love with her and her group. Yet… this was not what he expected.

"Yoohoo, Shen! I'm just joking!" Ahri was up close now and Shen had no choice but to force himself to stay still. He would've normally jumped or dashed into a stance, but not in front of Ahri. Not after the event.

"WAIT WAIT! NO FLASHBACKS!" Shen's mind was fully cleared and Ahri had a distressed look on her face while placing her hands on Shen's chest. The fox-woman's breasts were squished together and the way she placed herself on his chest filled him with fanboyish excitement and much more mature excitement. She was too cute and too beautiful.

"I'm sorry. Please sit down, let us discuss your appointment." Ahri pouted, but sat down anyways.

"Fine. Hmph." Shen clenched his teeth to hold back excitement.

"Please be serious." Ahri's face reformed into one of seriousness and sadness as she breathed out any humour.

"I need you to give me pills for my cycle." The cycle of lust. A common thing many vastaya have, often very much present if they are much closer to their original bloodline or if they wield immense magical strength.

"That is extremely unhealthy." Shen's opinion was wholehearted, but it came out monotone as usual. He mentally kicked himself at his lack of emotion, but knew that it was necessary to maintain professionalism.

"Shen… Please, do it for me." She didn't put on any cute face or sexy look, just a serious guise. A crossroads: does one maintain their code or does one break it to save what one loves?

Shen put a hand to his face and looked down, pretending to be thinking, while he was actually covering his look of confusion. When did I ever love? Why did I call it love? Isn't it just a passion? It's her group- not her…. Right?.

"I'm against using pills. I know a person. They can help you."

"No! I need those pills now!" She raised her voice, making Shen inwardly sting. He felt sadness from someone else? It was abnormal and alien, but very familiar. However, now was not time to be nostalgic. Ahri had gotten off the exam table and was pacing the room, looking out the window and at the door. She was panting and her ears were twitching.

"Ahri." No reply. "Ahri!" Shen's raised voice broke Ahri's daze, her head rose to reveal surprise. "This person can help you today. In fact, I'll go with you. I need to talk to them anyways." Ahri's face emptied its sad colors and became a painting of relief and happiness. She hugged Shen, rubbing her chest into his and covering him in her scent.

Wow… She is in her cycle- bad.

Shen had changed out of his office clothes and into much more comfortable ones. Now, he sported jeans, stringless boots, a white wool button-up, and a thin navy military jacket. The jacket was zipped up all the way to where his clavicle would be and the collars were left open, creating a notched style. However, his companion was less… dressed. Ahri herself had chosen to wear a short skirt, heels, and a tanktop with her group's symbol. Her legs were on display and her cleavage was for all to see. Luckily, Shen warded off any eyes that tried to get more than what was given.

Ahri snatched a glance at Shen, noting how his hair was cut short with the bangs being put into a wave up and the sides shaved. It wasn't a bad look, especially with his Ionian descent. She smiled as she walked side by side Shen, about level with him thanks to her heels giving the added boost. She remembered how Shen had helped her during her times of need, like when he tended to a wound from an accident, helped her around the League, gave her shelter when she was being hunted, and more. Although Shen kept up his emotionless face, Ahri held onto a hope that Shen was smiling.

The ninja and the vastaya came to the most unique place in Ionia: a crack house. More specifically, a jazz crack house. The golden ball with strange indents and marks stood like a giant eye, looking at the two. Ahri stared at it in awe and interest while Shen sighed and stepped forward. The fox-woman, realizing her escort was going ahead, ran ahead to him. The giant golden globe that the two were entering was owned by a cult. This cult, although not hostile, were dangerous in their own way. They created their own drugs and was a hotspot for red light action. The only reason Shen was not allowed to take down the organization was because of how many people frequented the place. Also because of a certain magical being.

The air was heavy, even at the lobby. The lobby was a simple room with a desk and a receptionist. The receptionist was a young man who wore clothes from Piltover and had a close-cropped haircut. As he and Shen made eye contact, he immediately knew that Shen was here for a reason other than to hit a bong or to get a taste of the newest pills. The man nodded to the stoic ninja and watched in awe as Ahri passed him by with Shen.

"Shen, where are we?" The two of them were going down a set of stairs that were dimly lit from something below.

"We're at the Golden Journey." Ahri raised an eyebrow.

"The Golden Journey?" Shen nodded. The stairs were going down in a spiral. By now, faint music could be heard.

"Bard's home." Ahri eyes bulged as she heard the name.

"Bard?! Y-you mean- hahaha!" Ahri laughed as she took humour in Shen's statement. "You can't mean that Bard? He's so docile and pure!" Shen shook his head and just stayed silent along the way. She needed to see this.

The actual crack house was very unlike a crack house. Walls of shiny and clean stone, wooden tables and comfortable chairs were placed in strategic and uniform manner, and the swinging jazz all suited a different scene. The people in the building were either high, flirting, or butt naked. On tables, chairs, beds, everywhere there were people with glazed eyes or having their spirits dancing. The reeking smell of a burning plant made Shen and Ahri cover their noses and mouths. On beds were people cuddling, speaking languages that were beyond human understanding, or fornicating. Women with women, men on men, or both, it didn't matter. The only sane people seemed to be the alcoholics as the bartender and the musicians seemed to have a sense of apathy towards the entire room.

Shen and Ahri streamed past the steamy area and found a door. The door was white with gold markings like the exterior of the building and like the building, it was massive. Shen pushed open the doors and forced a gasp out of Ahri as she saw what she believed to be impossible: Bard with hookers. The iconic support with tiny spiritual beings as weapons was on a giant padded seat with half naked Ionian women. Their breasts were out in the open and their entire bodies were shown with only scanty two-pieces keeping some modesty and boosting the erotic picture. Bard himself was in his usual outfit and had more meeps than usual, but instead of his horn, he had a sax. A famous jazz tune was flying out of the spirit's instrument, gathering more meeps and making the women around him croon with the beat.

"Booooooooong" The music stopped and the meeps around Bard bounced in confusion. The hookers looked disappointed and some even moaned in disatisfaction, but as the spirit flew over them, they let it go.

"Hello, Bard."

"Boooong." Bard handed his instrument to one of the women that waited at his side and he held a hand out for Shen to a seat. Shen sat down with Ahri whom looked nervous as could be. Bard made a light sound that resounded of confusion as he looked at Ahri then at Shen.

"That's why I'm here."

"Booong."

"Ahri, you can let go of your magic now." Ahri nodded and felt her magic release. The sensation of having the weight of her own magic lifted made her moan in delight as her white tails were released. They formed all around her, materializing out of nothing like ghosts. Bard watched, unmoving and Shen could only hope his heart beating didn't die from the idol's moan.

"Booooooong." Bard said to Shen.

"Bard, I've come to you to ask you to help Ahri here." Bard put a hand to the rim of his face and rubbed the lower curved ridge of his mask/face.

"Booooooong." Shen's eyes widened. If his translation and understanding was right, Bard had asked for what he deemed to be a violation of his code.

"Is there no other way?"

"Bong." Shen sighed and looked at Ahri. She looked at him, demanding an explanation.

"Ahri…." Shen stays silent, disturbing Ahri. She looks at Bard who is staring at Shen.

"What's wrong?"

"You know what my sword does, right?" Ahri nodded. The iconic magic blade that Shen often had was Shen's tool to maintain balance on the spiritual plane.

"What does that have to do with my problem?" Ahri questioned. Her tone had started to shift into one of impatience. Her ears twitched more often and her tails swayed restlessly.

"I need to put it inside you." In a different scenario, maybe at a different time, Ahri would've loved to hear these words. But now, she took it as some offensive joke.

"What the hell!" She got up, her tails turning into one giant white tail. "You're going to stab me with some sword?" She yelled. The hookers were staring at her, worriedly. Bard just stared at Shen. He knew what would come, but he wanted to see how the young human would go about it. Shen took a deep breath and recomposed himself, steeling his nerves. Just say it.

"I need to stick the sword in your ass!" Ahri was silent. Dead silent. She was seething, but also confused. Her brain went back and forth. In the distance, she heard loud laughter. Shen was beet red and Bard was doing floating tricks.

"What?"

"I have to put a part of the sword in your ass!" Shen yelled. A hard slap made him lose his composure and a face of disbelief replaced his stony and angry face.

"I heard you the first time! I doubt that sword can fit in me without it cutting me!" She yelled back. Bard was having the time of his life, sounds of tambourines and tiny bells spoke of laughter.

"Booooong." Shen nodded, acknowledging Bard who floated around and round in loop-the-loops.

"Ahri… I'm not literally going to stab you with the sword. You just need to have an orgasm from it." Ahri's face went into a heavy blush. She finally got the message. To have sex with Shen… She blushed even harder.

"S-so this will remove my cycle until next year?" Shen nodded, his blushing face was so obvious even when he was examining the floor. Ahri then raised her two hands together and slapped her cheeks.

"Alright! Shen… How do we do this?" Shen looked up, confused, but when he saw Ahri's determination, he realized that it was time to get his act together.

"Bard says that he will give me an aphrodisiac. Infusing me to my sword won't take a lot of time though." With that, he and Ahri followed a "bong"ing Bard to a private room. The room had a giant bed and lube everywhere. The bed was quite large with velvet sheets, but the soft fabric didn't help.

As Shen and Ahri stripped facing away from each other, they were silent. Yet, when the two faced each other, silence was nonexistent. Their heartbeat was as loud as cannon fire and the rushing blood was thundering. Shen could only stare and worship the beautiful chimera before him. Pale, smooth, and soft skin that was unmatched to any woman he had ever seen. Ahri did show skin, but he never had the opportunity to look at her fully and with so much time. She lacked the muscles of a defined athlete, but it made her all the more beautiful. Cute feet led to calves and beautiful thighs that were thick (THICC), but their suppleness was like lust with legs. Her hips were shapely, making her waist seem small, and her little belly button was visible. Her breasts were massive and without her outfit holding them together, they went up and down with each breath. The pale and smooth breasts were accented by cute pink areolas and nipples which were clearly hard with arousal. Then, the shoulders that seemingly held up the beautiful mammaries were clearly womanly and soft, her neck lead to the exquisite face. A chin that was neither too soft, but not too sharp; high cheekbones with soft skin and cute whisker marks, and the eyes of gold. The eyes radiated with lust and arousal and the full lips opened and closed as if signaling the world of the owner's needs. Ahri's hair cascaded all around her, her ears twitching and her tails moving sensually and sleazily. They rubbed her inner thighs, covered her breasts, and flicked about as if they all had their own minds.

Ahri scanned Shen's body, raking him with her eyes and examining him like a meal. An eight pack that bulged with his breathing, pectoral muscles so defined that she wondered what he did. Arms that spoke of dexterity and strength, clearly showing his ability to wield two swords at once. Legs that stood firm and bulging with muscles. A face that was hard with training yet soft with emotion. And a dick that was pointed straight at her. The meat between the legs was clearly beyond aroused as it seemed to curve and twitch at her.

The sword between Shen's legs twitched and sent signals to Shen to immediately stick it into the woman before him. How long had it been since he last had a consort? Last masturbated? Last ejaculated? It felt like it had been an eternity. As Shen looked down, he saw through his vision that it slightly glowed purple energy, making it clear that his incantation had worked. As he looked up, he saw the vastaya walk up to him, strutting slowly and confidently. She was shorter than him, but even when she looked up at him, she made him want to rut her like a beast.

Ahri swayed her hips, rubbing Shen's meat by only a touch. From what she saw earlier, she determined him to be a good six inches in length and seven in circumference. In her eyes, she could see him holding his urges down and trying not to force her onto the bed, but that's how she liked it. A devious and sadistic streak went through Ahri as an idea came into her mind. She turned away from Shen, brushing his penis with her tails, making him follow her. She plopped onto the bed onto her stomach, showing her magnificent rear and her tails. However, she kept her legs closed and swinging back and forth. As Shen got to the foot of the bed, Ahri turned over. Shen bent over with a knee on the bed, but a playful foot held him back.

Shen looked at her with lustful eyes. The foot on his chest was seemingly so playful, but so erotic. He didn't know why he let go of his code, but just this once. After all, when would this chance come?

"She~n," Ahri moaned his name out, making his dick all the more harder. Ahri's foot was still firm on his chest, but her wagging finger was all he needed. Shen grabbed Ahri's foot and moved it aside. Although he despised messiness, he did find that it was its own respectable art. Shen leaned in and breathed in Ahri's scent. His dick rubbed on her soft belly, making both of them moan. As Shen pulled away, he saw Ahri's face show a second of weakness before slipping back to its confident smile. She was enjoying it.

The Kinkou ninja spread his partner's legs, feeling the squishy thighs kissing her calves and shins. A puffy mound revealed itself with blushed lips and a shining clitoris. The arousal dripped onto the velvet and moistened the lips to provide a shining texture. She was shaved, making it all the more shiny. It was a fruit, a fruit that was only mentioned in legends and imagination, but right before him. Shen went down and sniffed, the smell wasn't sweet, but rather it was savagely enticing. It was unique to scent as it bolstered his arousal and sent his mind into what felt like a high. As he got up, Ahri used one of her tails to brush against Shen's balls, feeling the heavy sacs. The heat and amount stored could be felt just by a brush and Ahri shuddered at how warm it could be.

Shen lowered himself so that his penis was in line and got ready to insert himself. But Ahri wasn't having any of that. She wanted this rough, hard, and her way. The vastaya with nine tails got up and pushed Shen onto his back. Shen could only see Ahri's face as her hair made a tunnel to her. She smiled and kissed him. He felt a wetness rubbing his penis and he thrusted upwards, getting a tiny bit past the outer lips. A moan in unison, but the two simply gave each other devious looks.

Ahri started lowering herself, her tails rubbing Shen's inner thigh and testicles. The head went past the lips and into the tight opening. Her opening opened up just a bit, but not enough as it felt itself stretch to accommodate the thick weapon entering her. Eventually, Ahri sat as far as she could. Five inches in and her supple ass was rubbing Shen's lap, but he was far in heaven. The heavenly warmth of Ahri wrapping around his length, the tightness making him shudder and try his utter best not to simply burst, and how she massaged his penis. It wasn't because she was shuddering and twitching, but her actual body seemed to massage his length.

Soon, the woman on top was gyrating her hips, rubbing the head against her walls in all directions. Shen moaned as he felt the fleshy walls seem to kiss his penis, not missing a single spot. Ahri herself was panting, but this wasn't enough. She wanted it rougher. Ahri then leaned forward, putting her hands on Shen's chest and raising her rear while arching her back. She made sure to leave just half open to the air, letting it cool. Shen shivered at the cooling sensation and looked into Ahri's eyes before she began her rampage.

Like a machine, Ahri's hips went down. Then up, then down, then up, then down, until it was a blur. Her pale and juicy rear smacked Shen's lap and Shen's nuts felt the brushing of his lover's ass cheeks. Shen could only moan and groan continuously as the pleasure became constant. Like a stream, the electrical feeling of pleasure sparking from his dick sent him on his way to the peak. Ahri herself was mewling and screaming like an animal as she felt the hard object pierce her over and over again. Her pussy was beginning to feel raw from the motion and her legs started to burn as she pushed herself to her limits.

Although her knee ached and her hips felt like they were strapped to a boulder, she wanted her release. It was close, right there, just a little more. The dick disappeared behind the pale pussy and if any sound could represent the pleasure, it did not exist. Ahri let herself go and collapsed on Shen as she felt her body twitch, twist, and electrify with pleasure. She felt her orgasm as she squirted onto the bed, spraying onto Shen's muscled legs. Her pussy ached and seemed to clench and unclench with pleasure. Her mind was a blank.

Shen himself was left in a similar phase, but he wasn't there. So close to his edge, he expected more, but Ahri had left him at three quarters. His dick throbbed for more movement and he wanted to relish Ahri's body more. Ahri was still limp on his chest, but that didn't stop him from pulling himself out and laying Ahri on her stomach. The nine-tailed fox's eyes were rolled back and her only words were only that of "So good".

Shen put Ahri's legs together and put his knees on the side of each leg. With his shaft poised at Ahri's mound, he reached into the supple cheeks and spread them. His fingers sank into the soft flesh and as he pulled them apart, he got a wink from Ahri's rosebud. Below the bud was a still wet and dripping pussy. It called to him with Ahri's scent and its obscene pinkness. With one last check to see that Ahri would be comfortable, he pulled his hips back and speared into the flesh.

The penetration was as tight as ever, but this didn't stop Shen. With half his length in, he groaned loudly before rearing half of that back and spearing in more. He did this again and again till he was as deep as he could go. The feeling of her tightness was still as pleasurable, if not more so with Ahri's buttocks on his lap and wet with her own arousal. Shen made his tempo, a balance between speedy humps and hard slams. He groaned and growled as her walls dragged on his meat and her buttocks provided the extra cushioning that made it all the more erotic. As he stared at Ahri's back, examining the beautiful amount of skin and lack of excess fat, he moved faster. His end was near and he wanted it bad. The tightness became tighter as his knees forced Ahri's legs together and he reached underneath to grope Ahri's large breasts. His fingers sank into the firm and squishy flesh, enjoying the sensation of her little nubs rubbing into his palm. Shen especially loved how Ahri's tight vagina seemed to massage the lower part of his penis in this position. As he gave another five thrusts, he pushed all the way in before letting his load go.

Ahri could only moan as she felt the warmth entering her. It ran along her walls, licking and rolling against her flesh and making her stomach warm. As Shen pulled out, she moaned and felt the warm cum slightly pool around her vagina. Shen rolled next to her and panted. She turned to look at him and was met with a childish smile. A smile that showed true happiness and bliss. The last thought she had before drifting was I hope I can walk tomorrow morning.

The couple woke in the dead of night. Candles were out and snoring was about. Hookers without their underwears slept wiped out everywhere and in the middle of the group was a Bard sleeping on his back. As he rose, he checked in on his friend and saw that he and Ahri were talking. Deciding not to ruin the moment, he went back to sleep, hugging one of his favorite strippers.

"I'm so sorry, Ahri! I don't kn-" Ahri put a finger against Shen's chest.

"Shen… I can't be mad." Shen sighed with relief, but his lover's hand pulling his face close to hers made him halt his breathing. "But! If you call me 'Miss Ahri' or never call me back after this, you will see hell!" Ahri's face was filled with a predatory determination, but it was betrayed by her cute pout. Shen smiled, making Ahri smile in return.

"I got it, Ahri." Ahri squealed in happiness and hugged Shen.

"So…. Can we start dating some day?" Shen's heart stopped at those words.

"Uh… uh…. Sure?" Shen said, mentally kicking himself for sounding like a total child. Ahri kissed him many times on the cheek before pulling him into a deep kiss.

"I love you, Shen, you don't know how much, but I do!" Ahri said.