AN: At the time of this notice, I'm sorry for not writing for a while. I lost interest because I had so many straight losses and my salt was saltier than all the semen and sperm in my lemon collection combined.
On a better note, I'm planning to write an actual story that isn't just tits and shitty erotic writing.
Also, I will continue this eventually. Don't know when. Send me some messages if you have any interesting combinations.
-Sincerely,
MSWL, the author
Also, enjoy. Something different, I hope.
"I told you, it'll be fine! He's a pro." The sight of flowing, blue, braided hair was an interesting one in Runeterra. Its shade was specific and very much odd, but the way it just seemed to flow was perhaps what made it captivating. So captivating in fact, that Vindel wished he had lost himself in her hair instead of her… idea. Vindel wasn't one to hate people who were loud or different, but he was one with limits. He could run like a normal human, talk and laugh like one, and was relatively strong for a human. Yet, he had his limits. He can't carry around a door for a shield like the famous Braum or weave and manipulate shadows like the ninjas of Ionia. His best capabilities came from being well-versed in buff-magic that went with his fit build, but also his lack of understanding in any magic too advanced.
This was also how he met her… As enigmatic as she was, Jinx did save his life twice. The first was due to how he was essentially kidnapped out of his own home like some kind of cartoon. She had seen the drugged fellow being hauled on the shoulders of three men into a cart. Curiously, she asked them where they were going. And in her words, "Stop right there criminal scum! You have violated the law!" The girl pulled out her beloved Pow-Pow, pulled the trigger, and watched as they jerked about in frantic horror, before seeing them fall in a bloody mess. Vindel remembered how she even struck a heroic pose, despite the smell of the bodies. The second time was not nearly as horrific, more so that she saved him from being blown up by Ziggs' bombs after he was sent to the Institute to check equipment.
"Jinx, you might be fine with it, but I don't think I'm into this kinda thing." Currently, Vindel and Jinx were at a deep street alley, hidden away in the crook of Piltover. Vindel, wearing black slacks and a white shirt under purple suspenders, nervously took his hat off before putting it back on.
"Jeez, Vin, stop being a Piltie and try something different! I want to do this because I know it's going to be fun. SO JUST SUCK IT UP AND GIVE IT A TRY!" With that, the minute girl took the Piltoverian by the arm and stepped through the brick wall. It gave way like cloth because it was in fact just that. Perhaps he wished it to be more firm, but the sight of the club was threateningly seductive. No music boomed, just people talking, drinks being served, food being ordered, and modified men stood guard. Walking around the club were various hostesses, scantily-clad waitresses, and a suave bartender, all of them wearing black shirts under thin white vests. While the hostesses were given more freedom with their choice in how to show cleavage and the option of either fishnets or other stockings, the waitresses walked around with only thigh-high socks and either slippers or heels under the white skirt.
"Hey, you two. Who invited- oh, I'm sorry." In a moment, a bulky giant had glared at them only to soften into a familiar grin. "Been a while since you came here, Jinx. I won't ask, but Thresh is waiting for you." Vindel just kept his mouth closed as he wondered how Zaunites, cyborgs, and androids got into Piltover. He let out a few greetings at the occasional friendly waitress, the few people that looked up at him and Jinx, and to the short man standing firm at a wooden door.
"Jinx… didn't know you wear clothes. Oh well, go right on down." The midget of a being stepped aside, his armor slightly clanking against his shotgun.
"I don't, Big Bass, but for this guy," Jinx grabs Vindel, who is pulled slightly down, "I'll do it once in a while." True, she was wearing more than she usually wore. Instead of belts and straps and tiny shorts and some odd military bra, she wore a casual black shirt and sport shorts over her lazy and unlaced boots.
"Yeaaah, but tell the guy to lose the hat. He's not old enough to wear a grandpa hat. Nice suspenders, though." The two entered through the door and went down a hall to a single door.
"Told you the hat's lame." Jinx said, beaming mockingly. Vindel simply rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, but the suspenders was my idea, and I think they look good." Jinx just huffed.
"Oldie Piltie." Vindel stopped a vein from popping in annoyance.
"Oh ho? I'm old? I thought you were older than me." Vindel looked down at Jinx, taking enjoyment in how she shook her head.
"No way, I never said that! You're definitely older than me-"
"Can you two just hurry up?!" The door in front of them popped open, letting lose a frightening flaming skeleton. His floating skull head, dreads and all, stared at the couple. The couple stared at him. Currently, he wore the most odd outfit for a flaming ghost warden. He wore his metal gauntlets and he glowed his usual green, but everything else was different. Instead of sharp boots, he stomped about with curved-toe leather-like boots. Replacing his usual cloak and bony outfit was a set of what looked to be easy-wash black cargo pants and a butcher's apron over a white shirt. As the specter turned around, Vindel saw a cartoon lantern with the words, "CLICK THE FUCKING LANTERN" surrounding it.
"Jinx, I'm serious. What if he…. I don't know, cuts my eyes out!?" Vindel asked, hushed and keeping an eye on Thresh.
"Thresh is a pro. Also, he's light on newbies. C'mon!" Jinx was much too excited. She practically tossed him in and slammed the door shut. The room was rather soft with mellow green over darker green. Only the black and navy colored objects cast a sense of fear within Vindel. Specifically, the dark-colored hooks, wires, ropes, gags, paddles, and other unique and strange tools.
"Well, what do you want today, Jinx? Couple's rope service? Red room? FD?" Thresh awaited his instructions, checking over the mattress and his cleaning tools one more time. Jinx looked at him with the most mischievous smile he and Vindel ever saw.
"Let's do it all!" She was practically beaming, but Thresh could only facepalm himself. He looked at Vindel, pitying, and sighed.
"Oldie Piltie, hurry up!" Jinx pulled her shirt over her head with one hand while she pulled her shorts off. In a second, she was bare naked and tugging the Piltoverian's suspenders and pants down. Vindel was… rising. The organ wasn't exactly tall and stiff like a new soldier, rather, it slowly filled up with energy as his mind began to put together what might occur and what will occur. He imagined Jinx, with her pale white skin and her thin body, tied up with her legs spread, bent over, arms pulled above her head, as she was brutally filled with phallic objects. He imagined slapping her cute cheeks on her face and below her waist as she's face down and tied up. As he let his mind fly, he felt his penis harden, the veiny dick twitching to full height.
"Hey, you two, remember, the safe word is: turquoise. Ready?" Thresh asked the two humans. He watched, fascinated, the two seemingly connect with each other with eyes alone. The Piltover boy was taking in every inch of the Zaun girl's face, her body, her scent, and every little cell he could examine. The shorter girl was running her hands along the muscled boy's chest, letting her palm and fingers feel where the muscles shifted with each breath, where they were hardest, and where they throbbed. Jinx reached down and had gave her lover a stroke, her tiny hand only getting half his length in the single stroke. She watched as he took a sharp breath, inhaling her scent more while lightly bucking his hips in her cool grip.
Vindel was not one to lose out as he reached down to bring her close for a kiss, loving the sensation of her flat stomach and her hand rubbing his dick. Her lips were soft, but thin, having a unique taste that became stronger as he snaked his tongue into her mouth. His nostrils took in her scent, their hair tickling each other's faces. The two of them moaned as his tongue rubbed underneath hers.
The two were about to start onto each other like depraved animals, if it weren't with the angry pull of the undead specter. The cold metal grip around each of their necks shook them out of their daze, the giant and surprisingly rugged specter glared at the two of them, before he tapped his foot twice. With sick curiosity, Vindel watched as he was strapped down with tiny chains to a dark chair he hadn't noticed. His eyes went to Jinx who flirtatiously yelped when she was pulled into the air by wires. The wires were connected to hooks in the ceiling, but to where they were being pulled was a mystery. As if an art form, Jinx in all her nude glory was forced to bare her front to both man and ghost. With her knees bent and pulled back, her arms behind her back and tied with her feet, she blushed and grinned hard as Thresh took a heady breath. She watched Vindel twitch and his eyes travel over her, relishing in feeling his eyes seeming to crawl over her like hands examining every centimeter of skin. She was spun away from the ghost and the man and had a blindfold and noise-blockers put on.
"Now then, Vindel, are you a masochist like her or a sadist? Oh, and don't be tart about it." The champion asked and Vindel had a moment to examine Thresh. The specter had removed his apron and shirt, now exposing a ghostly body that shimmered between a scarred and built body and a mere shape.
"I- I guess I'm a sadist?" Thresh could've scoffed, but he chose not to. The kids these days, barely developing. Ah well, it's been several centuries.
"Mhmm. Then we'll do this as a duo. Wipe that look off." With that, the chains slithered away and Vindel rose, his erection wasn't as hard, but when he saw the tiny, clean, and clenched butt hole and the small and smooth flower of his pale girl, he was practically a missile ready for launch. He approached the tied up girl, running an eager hand along her shins, down to the back of her thigh, in between her legs, and out to rest his hand against her ribs. He felt her heart beating hard, her hair dangling.
Thresh went over to the walls where he pulled off the arched dildo and lube. With a curious eye, he looked at Vindel who was rubbing Jinx's neck. With a chuckle, the Chain Warden pulled off the ball-gag mask. He sauntered over to Vindel, handed him the ball-gag, and motioned to Jinx. Vindel took off Jinx's blindfold and noise-blockers and looked at her face. Blushed and eager, she looked at him in the eyes. The Chain Warden speedily covered Jinx's eyes and ears with his hands before looking at Vindel.
"Aren't you a sadist? A dom!? What in hell are you doing, boy?" Vindel sputtered against Thresh, his brain unable to think. "Or are you more of a masochist?" Vindel shook his head and pushed Thresh away. Jinx looked at him for a second before he knelt down and slapped her. The sound resounded in the room, the feeling of her skin meeting his hand was raw, and inside, Vindel felt something squirm. Jinx looked at him with hurt eyes, before she saw what was truly in his eyes. Something very very interested in making her hurt, making her feel it.
"Open your mouth." His dry tone was very different compared to his usual one and Vindel knew that. He didn't want to use any harsh language, but luckily, he didn't need to. Jinx wriggled as she yelped. Thresh and stuck a cold and sharp finger into her folds, playing with the lips. Vindel took the chance to stick the ball between her jaws and strap on the mask. She looked at him, scared, but he looked at her with metallic and cold eyes. Beneath which she found a predatory primitiveness. More specifically, she saw his throbbing erection.
Thresh took delight in playing with the tiny entrance, rubbing the wetting outer lips with his gauntlet, making sure not to cut the precious specimen. The white flower, tinged with blue, dripping with honey that he could not savor. No, he didn't need to now. He'd do it later. He slowly held her by the chest, making sure that when he undid the wires, she wouldn't fall. With strong hands, he pulled the writhing girl against his chest, hands underneath her legs, which slowly snaked and placed itself over her head in a headlock. Jinx moaned against the hard ball in her mouth as she panted through her nose. Her braids went down by the sides of her head as she looked down at her wet mound.
Vindel approached the girl, holding the arched dildo and the bottle of lube. With a squirt and rub onto the phallus and a dab here and there, the Piltoverian boy rubbed the tight and squinting anus before him. Jinx's pale skin became a bit darker around the area, but it was all the more erotic. He was pleased when he heard her moan and saw her move around. With the arched phallus, five inches in length, but a hefty girth that was made to be squeezable, he slapped the cold thing against her mound, watching her squirm and freeze up. With a glance at her, he got up and held her by the jaw. Their eyes stayed connected, his left hand making sure she was looking at him, while his right hand prodded the phallus against her anus. The thing had a bit of trouble, but with a bit of finger work, he got the tip in.
As the rounded black tip slid in, Jinx's heart jumped into her throat as she moaned and panted. The thick object stretched the clenching muscles at the end of her tunnel, but the invading feeling of having that cold thick object pushed into her made her want to twist and turn from the sheer riveting pleasure. Each time she felt her muscles clench down on it, it sent a wave of ecstasy. Little by little, as she savored the look in Vindel's eyes, the thing slid in. Only when she felt the flattened base of it caress her buttocks, she moaned loudest. The thing was positively far up there, the sensation intensified as she was bent to her knees.
Thresh, despite enjoying observing for once, was bored. He wanted to do something,
other than hold the girl. Besides, the two of them were staring at each other again. With a sigh, he willed his chains to remove his pants, now fully nude bar his gauntlets and boots. He heard a bit of shuffling, most likely the boy not being used to seeing another man's groin so close. It had been a while since he participated like this, but it was a good way to start. Jinx started twisting and turning- and he couldn't tell whether it was out of fear or excitement, because he was positively sure she was dripping onto him. The didlo rubbed against his pelvis, but he just shifted her slightly.
"Boy, I'm going to enjoy your girl. Unless you have plans." Vindel had gotten up by now and nodded.
"Yeah, I do have plans. Set her down." Thresh did so, letting go of the girl onto the floor, but kept his foot on her back. Vindel motioned for the foot to move and turned Jinx over onto her back. With her legs spread apart, the dildo creeping out ever so slightly, she stared at him with the most innocent yet sinful look. Vindel just smiled, not a creepy or warm smile, but a smile of ideas that weren't exactly saint-like. He took a few wires, tied them around her armpits and where her thighs met the pelvis, and motioned at Thresh to bring her up.
Thresh, glad Vindel didn't ask him about the whole wire-to-specter thing, pulled the girl up, stopping about hip height. He looked down at Jinx, sneering at her scared yet pleasured eyes, and at the ball in her mouth. The Chain Warden removed the gag, but slapped her hard, making her groan. His dick, a spectral green, was at the very least fleshy and healthy-looking. He was glad he could materialize some parts of his physical form and occasions like this made it all the better. In fact, he was quite proud of his manhood, a fat and heavy thing that was about six inches long and four inches in diameter. Practically like the dildo in his subject's ass, but harder, hotter, and a bit longer.
"No biting, bitch." He snarled at her before sticking his thumbs into her mouth, holding it open as he got near and plunged into her mouth. The spectral warden reared his head back and let out a silent moan of pleasure. The warm and slimy texture of her tongue, rubbing against his tip, her teeth slightly touching the hard length of his stick, and the way she breathed against it.
Vindel watched as Jinx had her mouth filled and started slowly rocking. Thresh had started to gyrate his hips, putting two thirds of his length into her mouth and partially into her throat, making her gag. Not wanting to lose out, Vindel pushed the fat dildo back into Jinx's anus, making her squirm and choke against the spectral cock, much to both the sadist's and masochist's surprise. Not stopping, he squeezed and massaged Jinx's toned long legs as he put his mouth over her small little vagina. The erotic taste made his cock twitch in pain and pleasure as it pleaded for some attention, but he wanted to savor her more. With each lap of her outer lips, he kneaded her thighs, with each dive of the tongue, he spread her ass cheeks and massaged them. He set a pattern, massage and lick, taste her, slide down and squeeze and eat out, find the more exquisite taste. He ran his tongue against the tight pussy, finding her muscles squeezing every time he massaged her. Vindel heard her gagging more and looked up to see Thresh skull-fucking the blue-haired girl.
"Fuck fuck fuck," each "fuck" being a hard thrust, "You're such a good sleeve, fuck, oh fuck!" Vindel's ears tuned out the profanity as he got up and slapped his hard meat against the tiny mound. The bare mound, void of any hair, any blemish, open and gleaming, was ready for him. He spread apart the lips and pressed the tip of his length against her tiny entrance. The tip slid in, the slippery walls being sending waves of euphoria as he slid the head in, but there was still six more inches of hard meat to go. Not to mention, thick and slightly curved up. With a gleeful burst of energy, he pushed it in, the tightening walls becoming even tighter as Jinx choked on Thresh's dick, and tighter as Vindel massaged her rear.
Jinx was in nirvana. Despite being practically strangled on a ghost dick, having her shoulders and legs in pain, her anus begging for some thrusting, and her entire body from her lower half being sent into a glorious firestorm of pure hedonistic pleasure, she felt truly happy when she realized that it was Vindel pushing his penis into her. More so when she felt him hilt. It was too much.
Vindel breathed heavily as he took a moment to let her tight body wrap itself around him, his balls touching the plastic toy beneath Jinx's vagina. He felt a powerful squirt against his abdomen, watching as his lover pissed herself with her powerful orgasm. Thresh almost broke Jinx's neck as he had his hands wrapped around her throat. The powerful hands squeezed as Jinx screamed against his dick, the vibrations making him bend slightly as he let loose his release, painting her stomach and throat with sticky, pale green, liquid. Thresh held her down as she choked against his dick, still humping, but bent over as he lavished in her hot slimy throat and tongue becoming even slimier and stickier. He only stopped when he was done, panting as he pulled out and let her vomit and spit out the sticky liquid. Her hair was stained, matted with Thresh's release, but she didn't care. Rather, she enjoyed it, but not as much as she enjoyed what Vindel was doing to her.
The Piltoverian boy had held her tight the whole time, her skinny frame shuddering as she survived Thresh's unintentional efforts of drowning her. She had a smaller second orgasm when she felt his hands caress her through it all.
Vindel rubbed Jinx's ribs and stomach, before holding her tight against him. Now that he had her all to himself, he took the moment to retract, enjoying how her tightness practically begged him to stay in. More so, how his own thickness pressed against the thick toy in the Zaunite's ass. With his hands placed around her abdomen, he began a slow pace. The sensation of her tight walls rubbing his penis, how she was practically a vice, and how her entrance twitched tighter when he squeezed her sides slightly. She was tight, very tight, and with every thrust out, when he thrusted back in, she clenched down, trying to keep him in.
Thresh watched as Jinx panted and moaned lightly, obviously exhausted, but she made certain faces when Vindel pressed fully against her. Specifically, how she entered a face of pure pleasure, her tongue lolling out, her eyes nearly rolling to the back of her head. Thresh felt himself recuperate, but decided to recuperate before getting back in. It was a couple's time after all.
Vindel wasted no effort, he thrusted hard and long, pulling out halfway once and all the way out the next, setting a pace that nearly matched his own heartbeat's. It pounded, blood moving quickly, as he pounded her. With each spear forward, his meat grinded and was sucked by the tight baby-making walls. As he thrusted, he reached forward and began playing with her chest. It wasn't voluptuous, but by the gods was he enamored with them. Their cute mediocrity, their innocent fleshiness, and how it had the right amount of fat to actually be breasts. As he thrusted hard, loving the sensation of her spread ass cheeks against his pelvis, he pulled and twisted her nipples, massaging her chest. His hands groped them, making her moan to the roof.
"Oooooh gods! V-VIN-VINDEL DON'T STO-" Jinx had no time to finish her sentence as she was pulled up onto the Piltoverian's cock. She gasped as she felt it press against her womb, instead of pecking it every once in a while. No, this time, she felt it practically knock against her cervix and squish her womb. With a few more heavy thrusts, Vindel squeezed her ass as he plugged his fat, long, dick into her tiny pussy, corking it shut as he let loose his load. Vindel groaned into Jinx's neck, his warm breath sending her into a shiver as she squealed into his ear. She felt his warm love fill her, warm her core, and fill up. Before, the thing was protruding slightly outwards from the inside, but now, it was making her a bit fat.
The two were laughing, panting, and moaning, as Vindel tentatively, and shakingly, pulled out. The wires were gone, courtesy of Thresh, but the mess was only now. Joining the pale-green lustful reward Thresh gave Jinx's throat, Vindel's own white sperm joined the mix as it came out in heavy drops from her now-stretched-once-tiny pussy. Some of it ran down her legs, but most of it dripped out as her stomach deflated. Vindel called her over to the chair he sat it.
"Bend over for me?" He asked, quietly. Jinx could only giggle and nod.
"Sure." As she did, Vindel ran a slow hand along her back, loving her skinny frame, and reached for the thick black didlo in her ass. As he slowly took it out, she tried her hardest not to clench up and moaned it out. With one final orgasm, it popped out, leaving a gaping hole. Vindel looked at the dildo and at the hole and at Jinx. She looked at him, her hair messy and wet.
"You held this in their for that long?" She nodded. Vindel pulled her up on to his lap, where his dick, now floppy, rubbed against her still-leaking entrance. "You're amazing." Jinx was blushing, but she felt her heart jump as she just laughed.
"And you're so hot." The two stared into each other before Jinx fell into a kiss, resuming for when they were stopped at the beginning, her knees bent so that her shin were by Vindel's thighs. She lightly rubbed against his sticky cock as she kissed him, loving the smell of their lovemaking and of how he used his tongue. She took in the taste of her own body, running a hand along her breasts where she felt his hands while alternating to caress Vindel's body.
"You two better be ready. We still have more to do." Thresh's voice cut through their session, as they looked at him. He had a mad glint in his eye. "I barely got to do my work, kids- and her ass is pretty stretched. Get ready, you two." He cackled as he put on his pants and went upstairs to get refreshments.
The Piltoverian-Zaunite couple looked at each other then at the door that Thresh just left.
"Five minutes?" Vindel said, before Jinx dove back into his lips.