When life gives you lemons, make your own shittier version.

Despite everything, the only thing left separating Akali from the inside of the Placidium was, unfortunately, the enormous outer gate. And with human corpses decaying around her, waiting until morning for the gates to open was definitely not an option. Naively attempting to simply open the gates she found them barricaded from the other side.

How have I not been killed on sight already?

Maybe they don't think there are any threats outside to kill.

And that's probably a good thing.

Taking a running leap, she easily found her intended footholds and launched herself up the wall, despite the complete lack of light to guide her movements. Grasping the top of the wall she propelled herself over, with no sign of anyone having noticed. Not that anyone appeared to be on the walls to notice. Instead, everyone seemed to be watching a distinctly Ionian parade down the centre of the street.

That is a very good sign.

Remembering the goals of what she had taken to calling her "mission", Akali knew that attempting to find Shen in these conditions would be useless with just "somewhere in the Placidium" to work by. And finding a tavern to rest in immediately after a conflict had just occurred would be suspicious beyond belief.

Unless…..

That was an idea. She was going to fall asleep wherever she stood, once the immense excitement of entering the Placidium wore off. And how uncomfortable could the stables possibly be?

As she looked in awe at the massive graveyard around her Soraka was dimly aware that she was supposed to be sleeping. She had left Irelia's quarters, somehow made it to her own, felt her body go numb after hours of writhing around uncomfortably and then….

But if she was sleeping, how could she be here?

Where exactly was here?

Even as she tried to determine her whereabouts an enormous gust of wind swept in and sent shivers throughout her entire body. Realising she had to be dreaming she shut her eyes once more, only for them to fly open as something unnatural wailed in the distance. Somehow a building had materialised in front of her, at least the size of a small house. Fully aware this was a dream at this point but completely unable to close her eyes or control her movements, Soraka moved towards it regardless.

She was standing, staring at the black stone wall helplessly for only a few seconds before the paranoia started. .

Please don't let Irelia be behind me..

Please don't let Irelia be behind me…

There was complete silence and in that brief instance Soraka relaxed.

Then a disembodied version of Irelia burst screaming through the stone wall with a horde of demons in her wake.

"I DIDN'T DESERVE THI-"

Waking up covered with sweat, Soraka gave up on sleeping entirely and went to see the cause of the noise outside. The entire pavilion outside was bathed in light and filled with lines of lines of people who appeared to be eagerly awaiting something, although she wasn't sure how an event could possibly have been planned over the space of a couple of hours. As she finished travelling through the crowd, a conversation so raucous that she could actually make sense of it broke out and immediately got her attention.

"So where the hell is the Captain of the Guard then?"

"I'm pretty saw her drinking heavily just down the road from here."

"Drinking? Just before the parade for the war heroes?"

"Maybe it was somebody else then….."

"Guess we'll see when she shows up!"

Desperate to ease her guilty conscience and to stop what appeared to be a leadup to a massive disaster, Soraka quickly vanished from the square.

Eventually finding a way through the crowd that stood nearly shoulder to shoulder along the street, Soraka entered the tavern, which was confusingly enough practically empty, with as much authority as she could possibly manage. The only people still inside were a man in full Ionian military uniform, who appeared to be completely sober, and Irelia, who was surrounded by multiple empty beer mugs and obviously was not.

Removing her hood, she was just about to ask the soldier if there was a problem when she realised she had no good reason to even be there in the first place.

"Mistress Soraka. Did someone send for you?"

Someone? Why would they…

Her mind working overtime to fill in the gaps Soraka decided to simply say what needed to be said and hoped that it would work.

"I'm here to inform you that Irelia is unwell and unable to perform in the parade under any circumstances."

The soldier looked at her suspiciously and realising her and Irelia were too far in to back out now, she strengthened her resolve tenfold.

"And you are absolutely certain?"

"Absolutely. Tell the officials I have demanded it right away."

"Yes ma'am."

As the soldier left, Soraka found herself trying to get Irelia well out of sight before people got curious, or the drunk Irelia made a complete fool out of herself. Unfortunately even as she tried not to provoke her or even look directly at her, she found Irelia's short term memory was still working.

"Irelia I'm just going to get up you somewhere you can rest, ok?"

"Go…go away…"

As Soraka ran up from behind, Irelia stood up, staggered off the bench for several feet and nearly toppled over, not to Soraka's amusement as she ran along behind her.

"Just let me help you…,"

"I don't want to be in your fucking parade! Just leave me be!"

Struggling to hold Irelia upright and prevent her from breaking free as they walked back the way they had came, the parade chose just that moment to arrive, distracting the crowd and allowing Soraka to escape with Irelia unseen through the back streets with Irelia seeming to focus on staying as upright as possible. Then as they entered Soraka's quarters once more, Irelia attempted feebly to escape.

"Where…I want more! More beer!"

"No more drinking, tonight alright? You can hardly keep your balance."

"You're not my father! Leave me alone!"

In a burst of energy Irelia struggled forwards only to fall over immediately after she left Soraka's grip. Just barely managing to catch her at full stretch, Soraka found Irelia had become completely limp.

She must have passed out just then.

...I guess I'll put her in my bed.

Only after carefully placing Irelia in her own bed did it then occur to Soraka that there was absolutely nowhere for her to get to sleep.

With the scent of her prey having long vanished and the sun just barely beginning to rise, Ahri slipped over the walls and into the unfamiliar city before her. Her prey was here, she was absolutely sure of it. The massive search for them however, could wait until she explored the city surrounding her. And the first thing she felt like finding in the massive city was somewhere quiet and comfortable to rest for a few hours. Which was proving to be slightly more difficult than she thought, even with a dead soldiers memories providing the basics.

Humans live in….houses.

I don't have a house.

So that means…

Unable to come up with an answer, she shook her head angrily. There had to be somewhere humans could sleep, she just hadn't figured it out yet. Unfortunately this didm't leave her with a lot of options. Eyeing the lack of privacy and filthiness of the streets with disgust, she stubbornly kept walking.

There are animals that have better standards than this.

How on earth do any of the horses rest in this mess?

Raising her head to the air she sniffed once more and noticed the faint but familiar smell of at least half a dozen horses, all in the one place and not very far away.

Perfect.

Although the stable had a smell that was beyond unpleasant and seemed to be filled with the loudest breed of horses imaginable, sleep had once again come easily to Akali,at least for shorter periods, and by the third time she awoke the sun had just begun to peek over the horizon. Vaguely interested, but not interested enough to prevent it from interrupting her sleep, she shut her eyes and rolled over, suddenly feeling something brush her face. Assuming it was a tail she blindly swatted it out of the way, only to brush against another 3 or 4 tails in her attempt.

"Surprise!"

Akali was so tired she had absolutely no way to react on time.

With Akali staring blankly at her from the pile of hay where she had been sleeping, Ahri was too stunned to think and too elated to even think about sleeping. Realising she controlled her prey yet again, with trembling fingers she issued a command.

"Stand up."

Her prey immediately stood up shakily, clearly not fully awake and Ahri had to resist –tearing their clothes off right there in the stables. However the temptation to enjoy herself was proving to be a little too much for her to handle.

"Now…what's your name then, georgeous?"

"A-Akali.."

"I like that name…"

As a reward for having such a pleasing name, Ahri buried her face into Akali's cheek, and heard Akali sigh in response.

I'm going to remember this for a long time.

"Now, Akali…why don't you show me somewhere we can mate that a little more private?"

Considering it was dawn the tavern itself was absurdly full of people, all of whom were completely asleep. Not that Ahri cared, with the urge to mate so strong and all she had to do was wait a little longer. And then as Akali opened and closed the door behind them, the moment had finally arrived. Guiding Akali with her hands she sat her down on the bed next to her and smiled eagerly as Akali sat there motionless, barely able to comprehend what was happening in front of her.

"I've never done this before…why don't you show me what it's like?"

And then without even taking her clothes off or doing anything that Ahri had come to expect, Akali threw her arms around her neck and kissed her. Hard.

Ahri didn't even think about resisting when something entered her mouth and started exploring eagerly, and upon realising it was a tongue fought back with her own, struggling to maintain dominance from her position underneath Akali. Ending her assault completely breathless she once again tried to force her way out from underneath Akali, underestimating her brute strength as she was kept pinned underneath.

Then Akali gently kissed her neck and she decided she could stay underneath, at least for a little longer.

"That's more like it…

As the single kiss turned into a seemingly neverending series of kisses, Ahri clenched her jaw and arched her neck forward, aching for Akali to continue. And Akali did not disappoint, kissing every inch of her exposed neck, with Ahri showing her pleasure by moaning loudly and passionately at every single one. As Akali reached the top of Ahri's blouse she slowly began to reverse direction, kissing back up Ahri's neck and as Ahri's moans turned to whimpers, she kissed her on the lips again before nuzzling her face into Ahri's cheek.

Slightly disappointed, but very much aroused and determined to finish what Akali had started, Ahri decided it was time to put her experience to good use.

"Oh I'm not done with you just yet…"

Letting her hands drift down Akali's back and across her sides, Ahri began to tease by running one hand along and under the one sole strap that held up Akali's clothing. With the other hand already underneath the thin piece of fabric that doubled as protection and Akali wordlessly enjoying the whole spectacle, the strap holding the fabric over her body was finally undone, allowing Ahri to view the two amazing spectacles in front of the her.

"They're beautiful…"

Unsure what to do, Ahri then gently touched one on the very peak and as her confidence soared spoke with a lust filled voice.

"Can I taste them….?"

With both Akali and her now completely naked and getting more intrigued by the minute, Ahri decided it would at least be courteous to let Akali push her down firmly onto the bed, and watched as Akali moved her head closer and closer towards Ahri's exposed breasts. Then Akali placed her tongue over the nipple and Ahri realised just how sensitive it was, losing herself in the sensation as it moved over and over and around….

As more sensations joined the first Ahri felt Akali place her body on top of hers, with her head still sucking at Ahri's nipples, her breasts resting firmly on Ahri's stomach and her hands…

Her hands were inching up the inside of Ahri's legs as slowly as they possibly could.

Only when they reached the very top, after what felt like forever did Ahri find the energy to blurt out.

"Akali…I….I…"

A pair of striking blue eyes stared back at her as the sensations slowly stopped

"I want to watch…"

Slowly, Ahri pushed herself as far up onto the bed head as she could manage as Akali sat up and gently pushed her legs apart. Then, as she forced herself to look, Akali curled up her fingers and without even teasing pushed them in.

The sensation was so intense, and Ahri was so aroused, that she clamped her eyes tightly shut.

Her fingers…

Her hand is…Ahh!

With the lustful thoughts putting her body on a incredibly short fuse, as she began to tremble she forced herself to open her eyes, whimpering pitifully as Akali removed her hand and gripped one of Ahri's legs with each arm as Ahri looked at her in puzzlement. In response, Akali stuck her tongue out,and Ahri shut her eyes tight.

She has to be joking…

She has to be…

She has to…

As Akali continued to hold her tight, Ahri felt the sensation begin again and with her mind beginning to buckle it increased to an even greater intensity, until all she could do was breathe in and out to the rhythm of Akali's fingers and tongue. And as she lay there helplessly the sensations continued over and over and over endlessly until she realised that she couldn't hold back anymore but held on anyway to show that at least she was trying….

I going to hold it…

Just for a little longer….

Just let me resist…

Her…

Her...

Her….

And then, as she realised once more what Akali was doing, how she was creating this feeling inside her, she instantly lost control.

"A-Akalii!"

With the job done, Akali stopped, looked at Ahri, and slyly smiled at her. And all Ahri could do was breathlessly stare back at her with a half formed image of something in her mind. Then, amazingly, she finally found the energy to speak.

"Do you want me to…to do that to you?"

Once Akali was obediently standing in the position which she desired, Ahri slowly removed her gaze from directly between Akali's legs, quietly amused to see her blushing and enjoying her newfound power enormously. As slowly as possible, she placed her tongue gently above one of Akali's legs before following with a kiss,

"Is this where you want it?"

"N-no…"

"What was that? I didn't quite hear you…."

"Between…between my legs!"

As Ahri bought her mouth up and placed it gently on Akali's chest she saw Akali blush even redder than last time.

"Is this it…?"

"L-lower!"

If I can hold it in, so can she.

Not even pretending to be innocent now, Ahri stuck her tongue out as little as possible and she could feel Akali tremble as it finally reached between her legs.

"Ith thith it?"

"More! Further!"

With her tails arching around Akali's legs, Ahri then pushed her fingers inside as far as they could, and as her tongue joined them she could feel Akali's legs slowly buckling besides her.

Completely fixated, and with one hand that between her own legs to doing what Akali had done moments before, only when Akali's hand left her mouth to grip Ahri's hair did Ahri realise how loud and desperate the moans had become.

"Ahri…I'm…I'm…."

"You're…."

"I'm….Aaaah!"

With Akali focusing entirely focused on breathing Ahri nuzzled her face into Akali's neck, her curiousity satisfied and two damp hands to show for it. Then, determined to tease Akali one last time she whispered in her ear.

"You were saying…"

And in one swift motion Akali grabbed her, forced her tongue into her mouth as far as it would go, and then toppled backwards onto the bed bringing the helpless Ahri along for the ride for one final, passionate embrace.