A/N: Hello! I am back with my new laptop (and it is reliable so far) I got it on the 19 and rushed to finish this chapter, it is now currently 2:33 am, which also means that it is right now Christmas day so I sort of made it. (Australian time)

Anyway, this chapter is a lemon but there is a little part in front where it is a little important to read, pretty much it just shows that they have arrived to their campsite.

hopefully you enjoy this new chapter despite the wait(and I feel I am pretty rusty at writing fanfics atm) and finally, Merry Christmas everyone! :D

WARNING- This is a lemon, if you don't feel like touching yourself, reading a lemon or both, then skipping this chapter is recommended, I have made sure that skipping some parts of this chapter will not affect the story at all.

Ezreal's tense body slowly eases as the cool water laps at his bare skin, his back slowly recovering from his fall. Careful not to touch his bruises and deep cuts, he splashes the water against himself, drowning out the quiet splashing sound of something creeping up on him. Ezreal jumps up in surprise as a pair of cool hands gently press against his back.

"Haha, you scared me Sona." Ezreal jokes as he recovers.

Sona's and slowly slide along his back, applying a chilling paste along his injuries, the cold paste seemingly tugging the pain out of Ezreal's back.

"Who taught you how to make this?" Ezreal asks in relief. "Was it karma?"

Sona nods her head. Her pale hands slowly make their way along his back, then his arms, then his sides. Sona then slides her hands under his arms and to his chest.

"Uh, Sona, my injuries are only in my back." Ezreal says questioningly.

LEMON STARTS NOW

Sona promptly hushes Ezreal with a kiss to the side of his neck. Her smooth hand travelling down his chest, reaching his abdomen. She occasionally slides her hands over Ezreal's exposed crotch, but doesn't give away her intentions. Ezreal feels a strange heat form at the base of his member, puzzling him.

What he doesn't know is that the paste that Sona is applying also has an ingredient in it that acts as an aphrodisiac. Ezreal's blood flows downward, his erection growing more and more obvious. Sona makes a sly smile before sliding her hands a little further down, soon hitting the base of his erection, she then wraps her fingers around it slides her hands along his throbbing member.

Ezreal stifles a moan as Sona's hands continue to pleasure him.

"Sona, my back though."

Sona doesn't stop, licking and kissing his neck until he submits.

Sona gently pulls him to the bank of the river, finding a smooth dark rock for Ezreal to rest against. She then lowers herself to her knees, her hands still wrapped around his girth. After a coy smile, she presses her lips against Ezreal's tip, gently pushing it further in. Ezreal moans in bliss as Sona tightens her lips. Once half of his member is swallowed, Sona rocks her head back and forth, coating it in her cooling saliva.

Sona's tongue licks at his tip, his precum mixing with her saliva. Ezreal's moans urge Sona on, taking his member deeper into her mouth. She then takes his member out of her mouth and gently licks around it, once she starts stimulating the head, she uses her hand to stroke along the shaft.

Ezreal bends his body forward as Sona strokes faster, his member throbbing and ready to explode. Knowing that Ezreal is reaching his limit, Sona plunges his shaft deep into her mouth, her throat making gurgling sounds as it makes room. The sudden tightness pushes Ezreal over the edge. Spraying his white seed into Sona's mouth. Sona coaxes out more of his semen with her tongue before finally letting go and swallowing.

Ezreal lets out a sigh of relief from his release, his member is then smothered by warm skin. Using her breasts, Sona strokes along the shaft of Ezreal's member, licking the head poking out from between her breasts. Soon Ezreal grows another erection.

"I will cum again if you keep doing that." Ezreal says with a small smile.

Sona then stands up and pushes Ezreal against the rock with a hungry look in her eyes. Eventually complying, Ezreal shuffles himself onto the top of the rock, allowing her to climb on top. Straddling herself over Ezreal's crotch, she grinds herself against his member, soaking his lower body with her juices.

Sona holds up his manhood with her pale hand, poising her entrance over it. She then lowers herself onto Ezreal, his member slides into her slowly. Instantly Sona slams herself down onto Ezreal. Ezreal makes a strained cough sound as if he had run out of air, the sudden tightness taking him by surprise.

His face cringes as he tries not to climax already. The urge subsides soon after.

"Hah… Sona was that really necessary?" Ezreal asks, panting hard.

Sona simply makes a laughing gesture and kisses him on the cheek as a reply.

"You really are enjoying yourself huh?" He says quietly.

Sona plants her hands above Ezreal's shoulders and rocks her hips up and down. Sona increases the pace of her hips, her tight walls constricting Ezreal's member, he groans louder as the pleasure builds up. Sona's walls quiver, ready to climax. Sensing it, Ezreal braces himself. After a few more thrusts, Sona tightens and coils backward in ecstasy.

Ezreal looks upward at a point in the sky and clenches his teeth, keeping back the pleasure.

Wanting to toy with Ezreal, Sona starts pumping her hips again.

Ezreal gasps and moans loudly, Sona slowly bends her upper body down, her chest squashed against his. Ezreal looks back at her seductive blue eyes. Distracted by her eyes, Ezreal loses control. The pleasure reaching its climax. Ezreal moans out loudly as his white semen shoots up into Sona's waiting entrance.

As they both catch their breaths, Sona slowly lifts herself off of Ezreal, his semen leaking out of her and puddling at Ezreal's crotch. Once off, Sona crouches herself down and licks around the base of Ezreal's member. The remaining drops of it drip into the calm water, slowly dissipating away in small white blobs.

The pair wash themselves off in the river after their fun, Sona reapplying the ointment onto Ezreal's back, this time without the aphrodisiac. Sona then leads Ezreal to the river bank once she is done, using her smooth hands, she slowly kneads Ezreal's shoulders. Ezreal then turns around and gently holds her face slightly upward, his lips lock with Sona's in a long kiss. Ezreal pulls her slightly closer with his other arm.

"Hey Sona," Ezreal says quietly after they break their embrace

Sona looks at Ezreal ready to hear what he says.

"I love you."