The sounds of the party hummed all around them. Evelynn didn't want to waste any more time with other people. She wanted to be in her bedroom right away. Specifically, shed whispered in the rapper's ear. "I'm going to tie you down and fuck that smart mouth of yours. I've never done that you know."

Akali, enjoying her buzz, was struck dumb by that idea. Her mouth watered as she followed the pink-haired figure up the staircase. Evelynn had an incredible body, so full-figured, her features fierce yet soft at the same time as she glanced back just to make sure Akali was following. Akali felt like if she let go of the warm hand in hers she'd never get the chance to do this again. She felt confident enough to pretend she wasn't nervous about this. When they reached her room Evelynn pulled Akali inside. She kept the lights off, but lit a strange-smelling incense, which she rested on her desktop, and a few tall, bright wicker candles. Her bedroom was soon filled with strong, sweet scents.

The room was bathed in a strange, almost ominous red glow. Evelynn looked otherworldly in this light, yet still beautiful.

"Y-You're really going to tie me down?"

Evelynn laughed, pulled open a drawer, and tugged out multiple pairs of shining, silver handcuffs. "I'm really going to." And that was that. Even though Evelynn was manipulative and cruel Akali still trusted the woman with her body. She let cold, metal handcuffs get secured around her wrists, each limb pinned to a different corner of the bed. A bead of sweat dripped down the rapper's forehead as she felt her hands get secured to the headpost, and she cleared her throat, her breathing kept level through years of practice.

Akali tried not to let her nervousness show in her voice when she spoke. "Those handcuffs from that one guy you dated, the cop? What was his name, Owen?"
In reply, Evelynn just hummed under her breath, securing the final handcuff around Akali's right ankle. Akali was now spread-eagle. The beautiful woman smiled down at her, leaning over the rapper and grinning slightly. "Try moving for me, will you, sweetheart?"

Akali tried to move as requested but Evelynn had done the job well. She could only jerk her limbs a few inches before the pain started up, the metal cuffs heavily restricting her movements. Giggling, clearly pleased with herself. The demoness of a woman padded closely, the bed beside Akali's hip sinking beneath Evelynn's round ass. Just the woman's hip rested against Akali, their hot skin touching. Akali shivered and tried not to look afraid. The room was so cold, a pleasant breeze drifting in from the open window and brushing across her skin.

Evelynn crawled across the bed, dragging her curves up Akali. Her nipples were hard underneath her shirt. "Akali, do you want me to touch you? Want to touch yourself - down her?" Her long nails hovered near Akali's crotch. Akali's body had been on fire all night.

Nodding, the spiky-haired rapper muttered out, "Yes. Please, yes." She was trying to be good, craving a reward, but Evelynn just giggled.

"Hmm... well, you don't get to." Evelynn crouched over Akali's head. "Not tonight. I'll let you come... hmmm. For each minute you spent wasting oxygen on Ahri I'll add one day you don't get to cum."

That should have bothered or freaked Akali out. Was she talking about orgasm denial? It seemed like it, and as Akali waited for the punchline and noticed the glint in those amber eyes she realized this was it. Evelynn was serious about not letting her cum... the crazy thing was that turned Akali the fuck on. The idea of giving all her orgasms to Evelynn made her ache. She'd do it willingly.

"I thought you said you were going to sit on my face," Akali said, letting an annoyed kind of attitude drip into her tone. She grinned as Evelynn's expression shifted. Akali was being very bad, and Evelynn liked it.

"I'm going to mess that smug face of yours up, Akali." Evelynn pulled her own clothes off. Just the bottom half, leaving her purple panties on. The pale, pink-haired woman clamped her legs around Akali's head. She pulled her panties aside and Akali stared in appreciation at Evelynn's womanhood, that dripping place. The curls around the entrance were soaked, and Akali realized she was actually about to bury her face in Evelynn's pussy like she'd been fantasizing about since they fucked around during practice.

Akali devoured the other woman, and it was exactly like eating the sweetest fruit. Every roll of her tongue, every little nibble given a reward. Akali was good at this, had always been a natural pussyeater. It was something she took pride in. With every gushing rush of moisture in her mouth, every hungry lick, this felt more right. She wished she could grab Evelynn's hips but that wasn't an option, she was grateful for what she could get.

Akali made out with Evelynn's dripping lower mouth, sucking on her clit between harsh swipes. Slowing, Ev lifted her hips and laughed, breathing heavily. "O-Ohh fuck. Fuck," she panted, "You're good with that little tongue of yours aren't you? Fucking dyke, I want to sit on you alllll night."

Oh, fuck, Akali loved it when she talked to her like that. She was doing it. With just her damn tongue she was melting this tease away. Evelynn shuddered everytime she rose and fell, rocking her hips in elegant, swaying motions. She pulled herself back, smeared a wetness in a strip across Akali's nose and face, before sitting right back down - placing her cunt back down like Akali's mouth was throne. She liked it that way.

Evelynn had never done this. Or at least it didn't seem like it - she was acting like Akali's mouth was the best thing in the world, throwing her head back and moaning. "Mnn, s-so fucking good, so delicious! Keep going, baby, make mommy cum."

Mommy? Fuck. Hearing those words of encouragement made Akali shudder violently, her legs jerking against the cuffs. The pain of the restraints made her wince, and Evelynn gasped seeing her expression. "You liked that, didn't you? I bet I could do anything, and you'd like it~ It makes me want to break you, bite you, make you mine."

The rapper laughed, she'd never heard something so threatening and sexy at the same time. The candle-light glinted off Evelynn's vivid eyes, a sultry glow on her face.

"I- what? Evelynn you're crazy. "

"You like crazy. You love it." Evelynn licked her lips, panting softly. "I've seen your songs. They're about girls - girls you wanted, girls you thirsted after. I can feel it when you look at me - don't lie. Am I your muse?"

Akali choked at that confrontation, not expecting it. She tried not to let it show on her face, but she was embarrassed.

Evelynn's eyes seared into hers. "Tell me, kitten."

Akali recovered her cool and managed a grin. She muttered, "Sit back down and I'll show you."

The wicked temptress wasn't going to reject a challenge like that, besides... the wet, empty ache down below was becoming unbearable. She wanted something inside. Akali's tongue was diligent. It was like she couldn't escape it, again and again Evelynn writhed, trying to not let that little muscle find her sweet spots. She didn't cum often but she'd always assumed she was a size queen. She liked getting stuffed, but this - this little wet muscle, elegant in its flicks was something else. This was unforgettable. It was such a shame she'd never done this with someone. Evelynn held her by the hair. She writhed, staring down between her thighs into Akali's eyes. The rappers' face was coated with her fellow popstar's slick, and yet it still wasn't enough. She could barely see, barely breathe, all she could smell was Evelynn. Stars burst behind her eyelids, in her belly.

Evelynn lost her careful control. She began to sound like an animal, letting all her lustful noises out with no restraint. The music drowned out her sounds, but anyone walking by would hear her yelling and screaming with bliss. Evelynn hissed, tugging at Akali's hair, not a care in the world as she smeared her hot wetness all over the rapper's mouth and chin. Every touch of Akali's lips seemed to drive the older woman into a kind of desperate heat. Lean, pale thighs on either side of Aka's face, she drove herself down into Akali's mouth. Her glistening folds dripped all over her mouth, chin, and nose. Evelynn's arousal was all over her. The rapper hungrily dug her tongue into Ev's folds, lapping at her clit and rolling the swollen bud with her tongue. Evelynn gasped, spreading her legs wider, clutching hard onto Akali's dark, spiky hair.

The moment the curvy popstar came Akali could tell. She watched Evelynn's face, enraptured. The pink-haired woman's eyes flicked wider, and a sharp "N-Nnnh," fell from her mouth, her strange, demoness of a tongue falling out. Her forms blurred when she was excited it seemed. Her eyes blazed like molten gold. No one had ever looked at Akali like that. Then, Evelynn began to shudder. "Y-Yesss," The demoness began to wail, and clutching Akali's hair like straps she rode in place. Akali took that time to keep licking, chasing Evelynn's pussy with what little motion she could handle. The curvy star wrapped her thick tighs around the rapper's head. She shuddered violently, gushing all over Akali's lips - "Oh fuck, oh fuuuck!"

Akali had never been so turned on in her fucking life.

Then, Evelynn slumped. Even after orgasming her sounds were the sweetest, every sigh a moan, every moan breezy and alluring. Evelynn's voice, her body - all of it was just pure perfection. The incense made Akali's head dizzy, and Evelynn's body helped her focus. Coated with sweat, the woman leaned back and rested her bottom on Akali's crotch. Her breasts rose and fell underneath her shirt, the pink-haired singer gasped for breath.

Her glittering gold eyes said everything. Her next words weren't surprising. "I'm keeping you."

Akali grinned, licking up the juices near her mouth - she was hungry for more too. "Yeah? I passed?"

Evelynn's laugh was wicked, Aka's appreciation for her taste clearly delighted the demoness. The music thrummed in the distance, but it was not nearly as loud as their hearts, pulses rapid. Then, her laugh died off. "Akali. I really am keeping you. This was just the start."

The rapper grinned. "Good. I need new stuff to write about anyways."

Evelynn laughed in delight. "Oooh, you're such a bad girl. Ignoring my warnings! I knew it! I'm your muse! The tortured artist types are my favorite."

"Yes, you got me! Now, my fucking wrists and ankles ache. Can you get this damn metal off me?"

"A-AH you're so right." Evelynn pleaded with a pouting face for Akali to forgive her, plump lips so kissable - but Akali knew not to try that again. The good news was she could kiss other places. What just happened felt like a dream. Evelynn climbed off her, and Akali groaned with pleasure at the sight. She wasn't interested in leaving Evelynn's side until the other girl dismissed her. She didn't want reciprocation, she wanted to make Evelynn cum again. Or... just talk. She'd never been so thirsty for another woman's time before. It was throwing her off, at the same time as it was delicious. Exciting.

Akali sighed, rubbing the back of her head.

Somehow, she didn't regret this. Even when she realized she didn't get to cum for days - but then again, that was part of the fun. Evelynn had likely met her match.

Akali grasped one of the cuff sets. The metal was beyond sturdy. This was the real deal... "Seriously, whatever happened to that Owen guy? The cop?"
Evelynn leaned over, grabbed the cuffs from Akali, and stuffed them in her bedside drawer. "He asked too many questions~!" She kissed Akali on the cheek and then burst into laughter, clearly amused with herself. Sometimes Evelynn thought she was being funny... sometimes she was just fucking scary.