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Inbetween Missions

Summary:

Sure, Star Guardian missions can be exciting and all that, but what happens in the down time between missions? How do our Guardians balance their cosmic duty with the pressures of everyday life - school and rent don't pay for themselves! And lets not forget that the team captain draws her magic from sex and needs to be constantly recharged after every mission, who knows just latent desires in her team will rise?

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First time writing since I was a kid, let me know what you liked or didn't like and what worked for you or didn't work for you!

Thanks for reading!

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------------------------   Soraka   ------------------------




Ahri barged through the front door, her kick slamming it wide open. She sassily flipped her vibrant blonde hair over a shoulder of her pristine Star Guardian uniform and raised a hand to the side of her mouth, singing out to the living room, "We're hooo-oome~"

A moment later, Sarah and Syndra followed her into their apartment, each carrying a white backpack in their arms with trim dyed the same color as the slightly torn and dirtied Star Guardian uniforms they wore.

"Could you be any louder?" Sarah complained, kicking her scuffed shoes off at the doorway. "I don't think the people three floors down heard you."

Syndra threw her backpack over her shoulder and with her patented Here we go again sigh, and she made a beeline for their room as Soraka entered, struggling with the weight of both her and Ahri's backpack.

The Starchild fought to raise an arm high enough to reach the light switch while the blonde's trimmed backpack hung off her elbow, but Soraka managed to flick the lights on. The ceiling bulb reluctantly flickered and buzzed to life, and the Unicorn regarded the girls' dismal living room situation.

The first thing that drew the eye was the clutter - empty soda cans, dishes, red plastic cups, pizza boxes, alcohol bottles, smelly blankets and dirty clothes littered the furniture and floor; creating a junk minefield that the rest of the team would rather delicately navigate than clean up.

A slightly stained couch wide enough for only three people sat against the stairs leading to the second floor, facing an empty wall while an overflowing bookshelf was shoved in a far corner near the balcony door. There had been much discussed plans to buy a big screen TV to fill the empty wall space, but Sarah and Ahri had constantly clashed over the issue of payment, much to the endless irritation of Syndra.  Ahri argued that every team member should pitch in equally but Sarah insisted she wanted to buy it herself so she could take the television with her when she moved out.  Syndra didn't care about who owned it, she just wanted one to catch up on her shows with her boyfriend and play video games.  Soraka didn't mind who owned it either, in fact she didn't even really need or want one. She just hated the discord that plagued Sarah and Ahri when the topic came up and the following petty argument that would inevitably break out.

In her own mercifully clean corner was Soraka's favorite bean bag chair tactically placed right next to her small bookshelf, overflowing with her favorite romance and fantasy novels. During the morning, the sun was juuuust high enough to stream in through the window, giving her perfect reading light. Her collection extended beyond the bookshelves and intruded onto the top of the bookcase, the floor next to the bookcase, the nightstand in her room and also underneath her bed. The Starchild knew she should upgrade to a newer and bigger bookshelf model that could actually contain her library, but she was too attached to the current one to sell it.

The library on display contained almost entirely kid friendly stories with some of her favorite, ahem, raunchy adventures hidden in the corners, the most risque of which she kept close to her bedside for use late at night behind closed doors. Soraka had too many R rated novels to hide in her room so she kept some of them on her bookshelf, hidden in plain sight, knowing that the other girls would likely never touch a book anyways. Most of her collection contained fables concerning beautiful princesses in ivory towers and her white knight who would save the day; whereas the ones she hid in her room were either more concerned with the events which took place in the princesses's bedroom with her daring knight the evening after the rescue or they were concerned with the princess and her, uh, antics with her astoundingly handsome captor. Her current novel was particularly juicy: it detailed the capture of two princesses of neighboring warring kingdoms who were initially fierce rivals but had begun morphing into tender lovers as they plotted an escape together. Soraka nearly began salivating in apprehension of tonight's chapter, which had been promised to be particularly saucy by the incredibly sexy cliffhanger from the night before.

Whenever Soraka felt pent up and needed release, which was almost nightly ever since she joined the team, there was nothing she loved more than to slowly work herself up with careful touches and caresses over a long reading session until she was ready to explode from the sheer need for release. Her habit had caused her no end of anxiety, however, as she now dreaded poorly timed knocks on her door more than death itself. Assuming that her roommates even did knock, one time Sarah barged in and had almost caught the Starchild riding her folded pillow.

With an annoyed click of her tongue, Soraka once again repressed that particular memory and turned her attention back to the living room.

Taking center stage of the apartment was the cluttered dining table, the clutter on it divided neatly into two halves. One half was eternally filled with dirty dishware, half finished homework and food wrappers, the other half clear except for a set of cards, personal placemats for every member of the team and a few piles of betting chips. Soraka heaved both backpacks she was carrying onto the messy half and breathed a sigh of relief, maneuvering around the table to the fridge for a bottle of her favorite hard soda.

Soraka sipped her cold drink and cringed at the memory of move-in day when the team had to resort to magic to float the enormous table up four flights of stairs and Syndra had to compress it just to get it through the front door. Soraka had been on lookout for any stray occupants who might catch them using magic, but fortunately no one had seen. Months later when the team had gotten properly settled, the girls had tried to sell the table multiple times but as soon as the buyer learned that they would be responsible for getting the beast out of the building, they would inevitably back out.

The Starchild shrugged internally. At least the thing was good for playing cards and drinking games. None of the girls except Sarah knew how to play cards and all the card games she dealt involved betting chips, lots of alcohol, clothes coming off, vibrators being used and occasionally sexual favors. Soraka could still vividly remember the taste of Janna's Everclove lipstick when the woman had stayed the night after a particularly rough mission.

Soraka snapped out of her reverie as Ezreal thundered his way downstairs, dressed in civilian clothes and descending the stairs two at a time until he took his usual shortcut by leaping over the hand railing halfway down.

"Welcome back, ladies", he drawled as he swept past Sarah who was grabbing her own drink from the fridge, and slung his backpack onto the table to begin shoveling his notebooks and spare papers into it. "How'd the mission go?" He asked, distracted.

Sarah glanced down at the tears and dirt smears on her uniform and opened her mouth to complain, but Ahri cut her off. "All too easy, as usual", the Kitsune bragged as she sidled up next to the boy, jumping on the table and stretching her pristine figure luxuriously, her arms held behind her head in yet another attempt to steal his attention.

Ezreal ignored the display next to him like he always did, but Soraka found herself gawking at Ahri's breasts when the Kitsune arched her back whereas Sarah stared daggers at the fox girl from across the room.


The blonde haired boy checked his phone and couldn't hide his smile as he found a chat message from a pink recipient waiting for him.

Ahri angrily hmph'd in response, pulled out her own phone as if she had suddenly received her own urgent chat message and promptly ignored him. The boy turned his attention back to his study materials and reminded the room absentmindedly, "Don't forget we have a test on theoretical magiphysics tomorrow morning."

Ezreal's smile faded as he removed a particularly raunchy lingerie bottom from the top of one of his notebooks and tossed it into Ahri's lap with a raised eyebrow of accusation. The Kitsune refused to turn her gaze from her phone and her shoulder shrugged the accusation off with a tiny disinterested motion as if to say, Wat'cha gonna do about it, huh?

Ezreal sighed and zipped his backpack closed, slinging it over a shoulder.

"I'm gonna be heading over to Beta team to ah, study with Lux. You girls good for tonight", Ezreal asked as he made for the door, striking a masculine pose. "Or do you need a man in the house to keep you safe?"

Sarah snorted at his declaration of manliness.

"Hey Casanova, you dropped your condom", She teased.

Ezreal's body language immediately changed as he panicked to check the floor behind him. "What? Where? It was in my back pocket…"

His voice trailed off and his cheeks flushed a cute red, thoroughly embarrassed. "Real funny. Yeah, laugh it up", he grumbled as Sarah tried and failed to hide her smirk behind a red plastic cup. Soraka and Ahri both giggled, glanced at each other and giggled even harder.

Ezreal straightened his collar and stalked out of the apartment with hunched shoulders, mumbling "...Get no respect around here…" to himself as he made for the elevator.

Ahri ogled his butt as he left, and then had a thought.

"Hey", she asked after him. "How did you know that underwear was mine?"

Ezreal turned to answer without thinking, "I've seen you in it before."

A blush hinted on Ahri's face. "Ahh~", the Kitsune cooed. "So you have been checking me out, my my~''

Ezreal flushed an even deeper red and he marched away, refusing to dignify that with a response.

Ahri smugly shouted after him, "Don't forget rent is in three days!" Without turning around, the boy gave a mock two finger salute and called back, "Aye aye, Captain."

Soraka went to close the door after him and took a swig of her drink. She had just enough time to appreciate his butt before he vanished around a corner down the hallway. It's not the best ass ever, she decided as she swung the door closed, but the way it fills out his tight pants is pretty dang cute.

A smug smile lit Ahri's face and the Kitsune sashayed past Soraka, her hips rolling perfectly from side to side, stirring something hot and horny in Soraka's chest.

The blonde fox stopped directly in front of Sarah, forcing the red haired girl to make room. Ahri bent down to get at the fridge and her skirts hiked, giving the Starchild a lovely view of the way Ahri's lingerie failed to cover her delicious ass. As the Kitsune rummaged through the fridge, Soraka felt the sudden urge to plant her face in that creamy ass and she had to bite her finger to try and quell the rising heat inside her chest. Ahri straightened, tossing her hair over her shoulder with a confident motion, and Soraka felt suddenly light headed as a pulse of heat rolled through her. Her eyes darted back towards the Kitsune's lovely ass but she licked her lips in disappointment when Ahri's red skirts hid her butt from view again.

Sarah glared as Ahri popped the seal on the last can of beer with a satisfying hiss, took a long swig and emptied it in one go.

"Would you look at that", the Kitsune trilled to no one in particular, tossing the empty can in the trash, and pointedly not making eye contact with the red haired girl next to her. "He called me 'Captain'."

Soraka felt the atmosphere climb a few degrees and hid behind her drink, her heart thundering at Sarah's darkening expression.

"Of course he did", the red haired girl seethed. "We do all the work and take all the risk while you steal all the attention and all the credit. Just like a good little leader should."

Ahri turned on her and leaned her torso just inside Sarah's personal space, strands of her perfect blonde hair falling out of place in front of her eyes, her cat ears standing tall. "If you have something to say" the Kitsune snarled, her feline irises narrowing and her pointed incisors creeping past her lip. "Then say it."

Shivers ran down Soraka's spine as the confrontation seemed to cause the temperature of the room to rise even further, and she instinctively made herself smaller.

Sarah finished her drink and set it on the counter but instead of cowering like the Unicorn, the red haired girl leaned forward to meet Ahri head on.

"Let me spell it out for you then" Sarah sneered, "You fucked up. We almost lost team members because of your incompetence.  AGAIN."

Ahri snarled and leaned in even closer, their noses nearly touching and Soraka noticed that this caused the Kitsune's sizable chest to press into Sarah's.

Soraka raised a gloved hand to her own breast and saw her arm had broken out with apprehensive gooseflesh. Her mind wandered, and after a moment of dull pleasure the Starchild abruptly realized she was absent-mindedly groping herself, an unmistakable pokie forming between her fingertips. Soraka blushed a deep red and immediately crossed her arms over her breasts to hide evidence of her arousal, trying to ignore how fantastic the fabric felt as it pushed and pulled at her suddenly sensitive nipples. The Starchild shook her head in embarrassment, clearing her clouded mind, and turned her attention back to the silent standoff between the two girls. The girls were still locked into their confrontation, eyes clashing with the intensity of raging thunderstorm, and thankfully neither girl appeared to have noticed Soraka pleasuring herself.

The moment between Ahri and Sarah stretched, and Soraka found herself wishing that the girls would suddenly begin making out, but the Kitsune spoke and broke the Starchild's daydream.


"I had to make a choice, me or you." Ahri growled, her fangs hanging over her lower lip, her lilac irises narrowed to tight catlike slits. "I made the choice because I knew you could handle two Gazers at the same time. That SHOULD have been child's play, but I guess that puny level of voidling is too much for someone with shit aim like you."

Sarah's eyes flared and she drew herself up to her full height, puffing her chest out as Soraka gulped audibly. The last student who called Sarah a poor shot had been beaten so badly that she had to have study lessons brought to her hospital bed for weeks.

Ahri gasped as the Kitsune's bust was overwhelmed by Sarah's, and Soraka's heart skipped a beat at the sound as butterflies raced around her stomach. The Starchild's mind swam with images of the two girls being overcome with passion and drawing the Unicorn into a saucy threesome.

The red haired girl used her two inch height difference to force Ahri have to look upwards to meet Sarah eye to eye. "They weren't Gazers, you dumb slut" Sarah spat, ruining the Starchild's reverie. "They were Catchers. If Soraka hadn't been there to clean up your mess, I might be Leviathan chum right now."

Doubt crept into Ahri's face for a moment but it was replaced by rage as Sarah continued, "Even a tenth rate Guardian washout can tell the difference between a Gazer and a Catcher; you might not have fucked up if you weren't too busy daydreaming about sucking cock all the time."

Ahri ground her fangs in frustration and both girls rounded on Soraka, the weight of their attention falling on her like a heavy blanket and despite her arousal the Starchild shrunk in on herself, suddenly wishing she was anywhere else.

"Is this true?" The blonde fox demanded. Soraka gulped and took a swig of her drink to stall for time but eventually had to answer.

"I was going to tell you when we were flying back but I never had a chance to bring it up", the Starchild muttered shyly, refusing to meet Ahri's piercing lilac eyes. "You made me carry your stuff on the way back, so I couldn't catch up…" Soraka trailed off, desperately looking anywhere except at the Kitsune.

Ahri's expression melted from righteous anger into insecure doubt, and the Starchild's chest pulsed with a sudden desire to cradle the cute Kitsune's head in her lap and stroke her golden hair.

"I…" Ahri stammered, her cat ears pressing against her skull defensively. "There was…."

The blonde fox deflated, and she made to back away from the bustier red haired girl but Sarah pushed forward until she pinned Ahri against the wall.


Soraka breathlessly moaned, this was about to be a scene straight from one of her novels.

Smelling victory, Sarah opened her mouth to unleash the final verbal assault that would confirm the kill.

"It's not Ahri's fault, you know" Syndra abruptly interrupted in her monotone voice.

Both Sarah and Ahri spun at the sudden appearance of the violet haired girl. Syndra moseyed past the girls to the fridge with an empty glass and filled it by emptying the last dregs of a filtered water pitcher.

Soraka's pointy ear twitched in irritation as Syndra placed the empty pitcher back in the fridge.

"Not the mission, I mean this argument." Syndra paused to sip at her cool water. "There's so much out of balance magical energy in here that it feels a few degrees hotter all the way in my room. Ahri blew through a ton of energy sealing the Void Tear today so her reserves are probably dry. Emotions will naturally be running high, she's subconsciously enhancing them so she can feed off them. If you both kept your tempers in check, you'd have noticed."

Ahri closed her eyes and took several deep breaths. Soraka felt another pulse of heat reverberate through her body and she enjoyed the way that the Kitsune's breasts heaved in and out. Sarah backed off and crossed her arms under her breasts, propping them up nicely. "Easy for you to say", the red haired girl complained. "You're not the one who's being played with."

After a moment's delay the Starchild felt as if the temperature of the room dropped a bit, not back to normal, but closer than what it was and she found herself thinking clearer as well. Ahri's body and mannerisms and the possibility of sex with the Kitsune no longer consumed all of Soraka's attention. She finished her drink to help cool her head.

"Now girls, isn't that so much better", Syndra said in the precisely same tone of voice. "I'm going back to my room."

"Not so fast", Sarah interrupted. "If Ahri is out of juice, then we're breaking out the cards and getting her fed so this drama can be done with. I'm not dealing with her attitude flaring bullshit all night." Ahri pouted and made an annoyed sound as if to say Don't talk about me as if I'm not here but Sarah ignored her and continued,"Loser is the scapegoat and has to feed the fox, while the rest of us get on with our lives."

Soraka's heart leapt at the mention of cards, and she was hit by a sudden vivid image of desperately trying to focus on a hand of cards as a pair of lilac feline eyes smugly stared up at her from between her leggings underneath the table, waves of pleasure crashing into her in tandem to each of the Kitsune's eager licks.

Soraka nodded vigorously in agreement to Sarah's proposition, her knees touching and her gloved fists clenched at her chest, her breathing ragged as she barely kept herself together.

Syndra paused at the doorway and her eyes swept up and down over the Starchild, taking her in. "We won't have to play for it today, I think. Soraka's almost already there so we might as well volunteer her for 'Ahri Duty'." 

Ahri turned her attention to Soraka, and her cat ears focused with intent. Ahri regarded the state of the Starchild and through her Empath sense, Soraka briefly felt the Kitsune use magic to prod her to get a bead on just how turned on the Unicorn really was. Soraka felt distinctly through her Empath magic the smug decision of a predator to pursue the prey it just found and she gulped nervously.

Ahri licked her lips, clearly liking what she was seeing, and the Kitsune's eyes glistened. The temperature in the room suddenly seemed to rise dramatically and Soraka's breath caught in her throat while her heart thumped excitedly.  Ahri stalked confidently to her new victim, the Kitsune's wide hips rolling perfectly from side to side.

The blonde fox sidled up to her and the Starchild was acutely made aware of the way Ahri's hip felt against hers and the way the side of the blonde fox's breast felt pressed against her own. Soraka's mind clouded up again and the Kitsune's cleavage must have been a mile long because she was suddenly lost in it.

Ahri casually slid an arm around Soraka's shoulder and with a single finger tilted the Starchild's chin upwards so Soraka's gaze was directed from Ahri's breasts to her face. Soraka settled on staring at the Kitsune's slightly pursed and deliciously full lips.

"My eyes are up here, darling" Ahri purred, her lilac irises sparkling playfully.

The dam in Soraka's mind burst, and she was flooded by images of a thousand different ways she could kiss or touch Ahri, and her mind swam in apprehension of how good each individual feeling would be. Overwhelmed, the Starchild somehow managed to sputter a high pitched, "Um."

The Kitsune saved both of them from Soraka's strangled attempts at conversation by pulling the Starchild into a deep kiss. Lightning arced through Soraka's body and she involuntarily broke away from the Kitsune's lips, releasing a mewl of pleasure until Ahri closed the kiss again, this time sealing it with some deep tongue.

 

 

 

 

------------------------   Sarah   ------------------------



 

 

 

While Soraka was being swallowed into Ahri's embrace, Sarah forced herself to calm down from her own encounter with the Kitsune. She'd never admit it out loud, but she was about two seconds away from either killing or kissing that stupid cat eared animal. It was a good thing she was wearing a thick bra today or else her arousal would have been as obvious as Soraka's.

Sarah made for the respite of her own room, leaving behind the sound of sloppy wet kisses and Soraka's cute giggles of approval at whatever Ahri was doing to her, but the red haired girl found herself pausing in Syndra's doorway.

Syndra was laying on her bed staring at her phone which lay in her lap, a stream playing of a shirtless man, his well sculpted torso laced with scars and his face hidden behind a dark mask trimmed with red cloth, who was in the midst of performing various stretching poses while a shadow image of himself mirrored his actions.

Sarah couldn't help but notice that his flexibility was impressive, very impressive.

Before Sarah's mind could wander too far, Syndra glanced up at the red haired girl disturbing her peace and pulled an earbud out, gracing Sarah with an expertly raised eyebrow that gave a silent but very clear and accusative Can I help you?

Sarah ignored her attitude. "Ahri closed a void tear all by herself?" The red haired girl asked skeptically. "You're not shitting me?"

"She wasn't alone", Syndra replied, turning her attention back to the man on her phone. "I was there. I had to keep a Catcher off her that had already come through but she worked on the tear itself."

Sarah searched her memory, back to a more pleasant time when she and Ahri were the new recruits on a different team. "Weren't we specifically told not to do that kind of magic? That the spell required could backfire horribly unless you're specifically trained for it. I thought procedure was to retreat and return with someone like Lux or Janna."

"Oh absolutely", Syndra confirmed. "I told her that we should have gone immediately for reinforcements while you and Soraka held the line. She refused my advice and decided to cast an advanced spell that she'd only ever seen secondhand, which on failure would have turned her brain to scrambled egg."

"Why?" Sarah asked. "How was closing this void tear that important?"

Syndra met Sarah's eyes with dead weight. "The Prophet was on the other side. He was only seconds away from crossing over."

Sarah's jaw dropped and a cold feeling hit the pit of her stomach. "If he got through - and we had to fight - there's no way that all of us could have taken him…" She trailed off.

Syndra couldn't look Sarah in the eyes. "The way things were, our only option would have been to run. But there wasn't enough time to coordinate with you two."

Sarah's mind raced. "Even if we all had fled, right then, there's no way all of us could have gotten out of there." An unwelcome but familiar lump formed in her throat, an old dread rearing its ugly face. "We would have had to leave someone behind."

Syndra nodded gravely. "At least one."

Sarah tried to ignore the vivid memories that threatened to spring back up, the feeling of the wet tears that had once streamed down her cheeks as she and Ahri fled from the cries of two teammates and the shrill laughter from the darkness that was dragging them away.  She shook her head and pushed the memories away, continuing her original thought.

"And when Ahri saw this, she could have ran away with you to get an early lead on the rest of us." Sarah said. "But instead, she went towards the tear to try and close it. She made sure that she would have been the first casualty if she casted too slow or fucked up the spell.  And if she failed, you would have had enough time to get to us and get out."

Syndra grunted in non commitment, her focus returning to her phone.

Ahri learned from last time, and decided to sacrifice herself instead of leaving a friend for dead.  And I chewed her out for it.  Sarah decided she'd have to spend some time re-evaluating what she thought of the team Captain and turned to leave. The red haired girl paused at the doorway.

"Open or closed?" Sarah asked, indicating the door.

"Closed", replied Syndra as the man on her phone stretched his legs into a ridiculously deep split. "Our glorious leader can be a screamer."

 

 

 

 

 

------------------------   Ahri   ------------------------

 

 

 

 

 

Ahri pushed Soraka into a wall and broke their kiss, panting for air.  A single strand of saliva hung between her and Soraka's tongue as both girls paused for breath. 


"Nnnh~", The Starchild made a pleading sound and Ahri felt her face twist into a devilish grin form.  She planted a trail of kisses leading from Soraka's strawberry tasting red lips up to her cheekbones and then around to the Unicorns long and sensitive pointed ear; a known weak spot. Ahri buried her nose in her lover's gorgeous turquoise green hair and took in Soraka's peculiar scent, that of fresh cut roses, which happened to be one of the Kitsune's favorites.

As Soraka squirmed from the sensation, a delicate sigh edging past her lips, Ahri mused on how quickly her own numb cunt was getting aroused.

There was nothing she loved more than feeding on the Starchild. The greatest drawback to her Kitsune magic was that her magical well of energy was based off of life force. When she emptied her reserves, Ahri found it impossible to deny the whims of her Kitsune side, and an empty Kitsune's most base impulse was to feed on someone's life force to replenish herself. After coming home exhausted from a long day of trials and tribulations she needed to replace her magical store of energy, and the emptier she was, the harder and deeper she pulled from whatever source she found.

She could technically pull from others in a non sexual manner, inflating their expressed emotional energy and then drawing lightly from the shared emotion, but that shit was coppers in the bank compared to how much magic she got while draining from a lover in the middle of a good fuck. Knowing that she shouldn't draw too much magic from others, Ahri would try to pull lightly from someone's emotions with the intent to give herself a mere drop or two of magic energy to satiate her Kitsune desires. Inevitably, the attempt would backfire as the tiny amounts of pleasure her Kitsune nature derived from being magically fulfilled teased Ahri into pulling more and then even more.

If she ever succumbed completely to her Kitsune nature during a good fucking, there was the very real risk that she could pull too deeply from her lover with deadly results. More than once the Kitsune had woken up with a corpse in her arms and a broken heart. Disgusted with herself, she'd once let her limitations drive her to a life of isolation.

Until she met the Starchild.

Somehow, Soraka's Empath magic intertwined with her own unique Kitsune magic to allow them to connect on a whole other level, like a sound wave resounding with another perfect pitch to achieve an exponentially greater harmony.

Feeding through this new channel was unimaginably more filling than draining emotions or life force from fucking. This connection allowed Ahri to drink from Soraka deeply and constantly as she was draining from their magical harmonic resonance, not directly from the Starchild's life source.

Over time and with LOTS of practice with Soraka's surprisingly nice bod, Ahri honed her skills and learned how to separate magic from mind and body - even when she was in the middle of a good fuck. She could finally take on any lover she chose, without any risk of murdering her lover. For a time, Ahri took to her bed literally anyone with a pulse to share her new gift of connection, well earning herself a reputation as a promiscuous lady of the night; as well as increasing her repertoire of toys and techniques.

Ahri had also learned something more than just how to repress her deadly side during her countless practice sessions with Soraka, however.

She had learned that Soraka was really fucking good at sex. Like REALLY fucking good.

The Starchild was completely inexperienced when Ahri found her and despite hours upon hours of sharing beds together Soraka remained an absolute amateur above the sheets. The helpless girl didn't have a dominant or flirtatious bone in her body. Yet somehow, once they began making love, Soraka knew from their very first how to kiss and caress to bring Ahri's body to the edge in seconds, causing the Kitsune to cum with barely a touch or a whispered word.

There was a several month break where they didn't see each other and during that time, Ahri's sexual tastes had completely changed from her exotic experiences with new partners from Ionia all the way to Bilgewater. She had returned in triumph, ready to finally outlast Soraka and bring the Starchild to orgasm first. Ahri's efforts were rewarded with partial success, she learned that if she kept momentum going and was aggressive, refusing to give Soraka a chance to reciprocate, then she could bring the Starchild close, very close. But the instant Ahri paused for a breath, the Unicorn would lovingly swoop in and quickly bring the proud Kitsune to her knees, begging for release.

It really pissed Ahri off.

Soraka yelped in pain as the Kitsune's flash of rage caused her to bite too hard, leaving a fang shaped indentation in the sensitive flesh of her lover's pointed ear. Ahri pulled back from her thoughts, and cupped the Starchild's face in her hands, giving the girl a quick consolation kiss on her cute button nose. "I'm sorry, darling", Ahri soothed.

The Kitsune returned her focus to Soraka's long pointy ear and it twitched as Ahri nipped playfully, adjusting her bite so her fangs hurt just hard enough to force a reaction, without causing actual pain.

As Soraka's body undulated against Ahri's, the Kitsune could feel through her magic that Soraka would be weak to a line of nibbles leading down her neck. Following her magical sixth sense, Ahri directed her attention to a perfectly placed series of kisses and bites on the Starchild's neck and was rewarded with a sequence of cascading gasps. The Starchild threw her head back, exposing her delicate neck to the Kitsune, and Ahri took full advantage, lavishing even more affection upon her victim.

"Mmm", Soraka inhaled. "Ahhhahhnnhahahhh~"

Soraka's hands wandered to grasp Ahri's hips and the blonde fox gasped in surprise as the Starchild's knee somehow found its way in between the Kitsune's legs, the girl's thigh stimulating Ahri's cunt through her lingerie.

Her mind swimming from the sudden throbbing arousal between her legs, Ahri mirrored Soraka's hand motion and traced her hands down the girl's tiny waist to her wide hips and then took it further, probing underneath the Unicorns trimmed white and turquoise skirt. Her hands grasped at the Starchild's leggings, and Soraka's legs shivered in invitation to her touch.

"Ahh - mmph!"

Ahri stifled a moan by biting into the Unicorn's throat when the Starchild's thigh rubbed deeper, accidentally brushing against the Kitsune's clit.  At the same time, Soraka's gloved hands moved from Ahri's hips down to her ass and began expertly massaging the voluptuous flesh between the Starchild's palms.  Ahri closed her eyes and moaned as the Starchild's digits pulled her ass cheeks apart, and Ahri could feel her cunt lips open wide in response.  Soraka's hands then released, and Ahri felt her ass cheeks swallow the string of her thong, the fabric yanked taught over her clit in a most pleasant way.  As Ahri's hips shifted, she could feel her lingerie gently push and pull at her sensitive nub and she felt a deep moan building in her throat.  Her eyes shot open and she mewled in surprise as Soraka abruptly slapped her ass, the sharp pain racing through her like a bolt of lightning, and her whole body bucked for a moment.  The sudden impact nearly made the Kitsune cum, but pride dictated to Ahri that she furiously get a hold of herself and bring this dumb green haired slut to orgasm first.  

Ahri had to take a moment to pull back from the intense whirling in her chest and the throbbing of her own cunt, and drew her focus back to her hands that were perched on Soraka's shapely legs. As the Kitsune's fingers explored further up Soraka's inner thighs, Ahri's hand crossed over from the fabric of the Starchild's high white leggings and gently caressed the skin of Soraka's soft thigh.

"Ah", Soraka's breath hitched. "Ahhh, mmm, mmmm….!"

The Unicorn's gloved hands suddenly lost their focus, and instead of kneading the Kitsune's butt and teasing her asshole they loosely gripped Ahri's thighs and held their place.  Ahri's cunt pleaded for more stimulation, but her pride demanded that the Kitsune not give in.  Reveling in the tiny purrs the Starchild made, Ahri snaked her fingers higher and was rewarded with an unmistakable wetness dripping down Soraka's inner thigh. Ahri's own cunt ached in sudden empathy.

Ahri pulled her hand back up and displayed her coated slick fingers for both of them to see, a single strand of clear viscous liquid connecting the gap between her middle and index fingers like webbing. She caught the familiar sweet musky scent of Soraka's sex wafting through the air, and her mouth watered.

"My my~", Ahri cooed. "You're already soaking, darling. And I've barely even started."

The Kitsune ignored the butterflies fluttering in her chest and the tingling between her legs and used her Kitsune sense to probe into Soraka's arousal. A smug smile lit her lips as her magic told her Soraka felt the same, but even more intensely. Ahri put her cocky face on; she had decided long ago that she had to look cool in front of the Starchild.

The Kitsune casually drew her hand to her mouth and made a show of sucking her wet fingers clean one by one, as if she was tasting the last morsels of flavor from a particularly delicious dinner. Ahri didn't need her magic to recognize the sudden burst of arousal in her lover as the Starchild shivered in response to her teasing. The Kitsune winked with a deliberate lick of her lips and cleaned the last of the astoundingly sweet liquid from them.

"De-licious", Ahri purred seductively. "An appetizer for things to come."

She wasn't lying, Soraka actually tasted fucking delicious. The thought struck her with a sudden pang of jealousy. After the act, her own lovers had, of course, claimed that her cunt tasted fine, but no one had ever boasted that Ahri had tasted great or been more excited than normal at the prospect of giving her head, like how she got excited when she thought about eating out Soraka.

It's so unfair, Ahri thought, pouting. Even Soraka's CUM tastes better than mine.

The latent Kitsune magic swept in, and that spark of jealousy fanned into a sudden wildfire of anger.

With an "Eep" from the Starchild, Ahri growled and aggressively pulled Soraka in for another deep kiss and guided the Starchild backwards towards the couch. The Kitsune's fingers wormed up into Soraka's skirt folds, the throbbing between her own legs momentarily forgotten as the fire burning in her chest swept through her.

Guided by the Unicorn's whimpers, Ahri found her target: the soaking wetness between Soraka's thighs. The Kitsune's fingers snaked their way up the Starchid's thighs towards their goal, and Soraka pulled back from the kiss to find the breath to moan. Ahri leaned her forehead to touch the Starchild's and licked her lips, savoring the way her lover's eyes were screwed shut and the tremble in her gasps as the Kitsune's hand wormed higher. After drawing it out as long as she could to torture her victim, Ahri marched her fingers to her lover's sex, but they were interrupted by a piece of clothing that denied entry. Soraka's moans pitched high and then dropped low as the Kitsune's fingers explored the cloth covering Soraka's sex, searching for a way in.

Ahri suddenly was hit with clarity as her hands recognized the underwear Soraka was wearing. It was a gift Ahri had given her last summer, a snug side tied bikini bottom, paired with a cute frilly top.  The garment hadn't been THAT revealing by the Kitsune's standards, but the reserved Unicorn had been mortified at the mere prospect of showing the skin that any bikini demanded and had opted for a conservative one piece instead; her shyness helped along in no small part with the endless teasing of Ahri.  The Kitsune had assumed that Soraka had thrown it out long ago.

The Kitsune smiled at the memory, the rage in her chest dwindling to ashes and blowing away, and the blonde fox leaned forward to kiss the quivering Starchild who meekly melted into Ahri. The Kitsune's hand moved away from Soraka's sex, which the Starchild protested with a whine that Ahri quickly silenced by another kiss and some tongue.

The fox's fingers tenderly caressed either side of the Unicorn's wide hips, which rocked side to side as Soraka backpedaled towards the couch. The Kitsune traced her fingers over her lover's soft skin higher until they reached the tiny fabric knot perched high on either side of Soraka's waist that held the garment between her legs tight. Ahri deftly grabbed a loose string with one hand and pulled, unraveling the knot in a single motion and with her other hand she tore the loose garment straight off her lover, tossing the soaked fabric carelessly over a shoulder.

Soraka gasped in surprise and she stumbled, one of her thighs pleasantly finding it's way between Ahri's legs again. This time Ahri listened to the voice between her legs, and ground her wet cunt up and down Soraka's thigh, her lips aggressively meeting the Starchild's.

Both girls savored the taste of each other before they mutually broke the kiss, their mouths an inch away, both struggling to find breath.

The Kitsune's chest labored with hot and heavy gasps as she slid her wet sex up and then down Soraka's thigh, and Ahri felt lightning arc through her. Her cunt throbbed, and the Kitsune suddenly realized Soraka was about to get her to cum first again - she had even tricked Ahri into somehow most of the work for her! The Kitsune pulled her aching cunt away from the Starchild's thigh and her fingers once again crept to the tight gap between her lover's legs. Soraka broke the kiss with a deep groan of anticipation, her arms folded around Ahri's neck as the Kitsune's fingers played with the sensitive skin in her lover's soaking wet thigh gap.

"Mmmm", Soraka breathed. "Ahhh, hnnnn, ohhhh~"

Soraka's hips thrusted as Ahri slowly began sliding two fingers up and down the slick gap between the girls thighs, massaging the wet skin. Her fingers traced their way to the Starchild's clit, and Soraka's entire body quivered at the touch.

"Ahhh", The Unicorn trembled. "Ah- AHH!"

Ahri flicked Soraka's tender nub with her thumb, her fingers poised to enter Soraka's pussy but the Starchild reflexively pulled the Kitsune's face into her breasts, spoiling Ahri's focus. At the same time, the back of Soraka's knees hit the armrest of the couch and she tumbled backward into it, pulling Ahri on top of her. Soraka yelped in surprise as the girls tumbled onto the couch.

The Kitsune blinked and found herself lying on top of her lover, face-down ass-up, Soraka's thighs parted around her waist and the blonde fox's face buried between the Unicorn's titties. 

With an overwhelming strength of will, Ahri resisted the urge to loudly motorboat the Starchild, and instead opted for classier kisses on Soraka's exposed cleavage.

"Ahh", Soraka moaned as Ahri nestled herself. "Nnnhohh yesahhh… h-hey."

Despite a sad whine of protest, Ahri moved her hand from Soraka's soaked pussy in order to pull the top down from the Starchild's dress.

With an almost exaggerated flopping motion, Soraka's boobs popped out of her tiny dress top and Ahri couldn't help but scowl in jealousy.

Like an idiot, Soraka had opted to use the Beautify enchantment baked into the Star Guardian dresses to reduce her breast size while wearing it instead of making her boobs larger like literally every other female Guardian. Apparently smaller boobs were 'more functional in a combat scenario' and 'had a tiny increase in mission success' but Ahri wasn't buying it, surely the Starchild had some malicious ulterior motive.

Syndra definitely used the enchantment to increase her boob size at least as much as Ahri, and the Kitsune decided that Syndra needed the enchantment growth way more than she did. Sarah, however, claimed that she didn't even need to use it at all, but there was no way to be sure unless you pulled the dress off yourself and watched the enchantment be dispelled from up close. Someday in the future, Ahri was determined to know for certain.

Soraka sighed huskily and her chest heaved, giving Ahri even more titty to work with. The Kitsune lavished her kisses towards Soraka's exposed nipple in concert with the Starchild's crescendoing gasps, and Ahri had to fight off the throbbing in her cunt as Soraka dry humped her through their skirts.

With every lusty breath from Soraka, Ahri could feel herself getting wetter.

"Ohhhmmm, that's good, ahah ahh AHH~", Soraka whimpered.

The Starchild placed a gloved palm on Ahri's forehead as if to fight off the Kitsune, so Ahri caught Soraka's hands, controlling them by interlocking her fingers betwixt the Unicorn's gloved ones and strong arming the Starchild into submission while she closed her lips over the Unicorn's nipple.

"Ahh!" Soraka wailed. "Ah! Ahh! Mm! Ahh!"

The Starchild's torso rose and fell, and her back arched in response to how Ahri's tongue flicked the Starchild's nipple. The Kitsune experimented and was smugly pleased when she learned that she could elicit a moan from the Unicorn by rolling the nipple with her tongue like THIS -

"AaaAH!"

- and could make Soraka's chest buck by sucking on it just like THIS -

"Nnmph~"

- the Kitsune would have kept going but Soraka's legs locked behind Ahri's hips, and one of her thighs accidentally pulled on the lingerie bottom beneath the Kitsune's hiked skirt, causing it to draw the fabric roughly across her clit.

"Ohhhh fuuuck", Ahri couldn't help but moan. "Mmmmm~"

A single strand of saliva connecting her tongue to the Starchild's nipple, and Soraka thrusted her hips again, making the fabric pull tighter across the Kitsune's cunt, driving Ahri wild.

"Ohhhh~" The Kitsune gasped. "Ahh! Fuck! Ohh fuuuck!"

The overflowing lust in Ahri's cunt threatened to consume her as each of Soraka's thrusts ruined her focus even more.

Soraka gasped loudly and arched her back, dragging Ahri's attention back to the Starchild's sizable chest as the Kitsune once again found herself with a face full of Unicorn boobies. Ahri decided that Soraka's other titty had gone unloved long enough and with a long, slow lick that bathed Soraka's first nipple from tip to base and forced a cute squeal from her lover, the Kitsune explored the rest of the Starchild's exquisite tits.

Ahri finally settled on the Unicorn's other nipple and quickly latched her lips over the Starchild's red nub, eliciting delicious mewls of pleasure as the Kitsune lolled the tip around the inside of her mouth with her dexterous tongue.

Soraka's entire body squirmed, her arms thrashing against Ahri's grip and the Kitsune released the Starchild's gloved hands. Ahri's mouth briefly left Soraka's nipple as the Kitsune shifted her weight, allowing Soraka to settle into the couch properly.  Ahri then pulling herself directly on top of the Starchild, her palms resting on either side of her lover's head, matching her cunt to Soraka's pussy.  The position would have aligned both girls titty to titty but Ahri hunched over so she could keep tasting the Starchild's nipples. Ahri's thighs straddled Soraka, so in response the Unicorn locked her hoofed legs behind the Kitsune's waist, and Ahri found her wet muff pressing very pleasantly against Soraka's sex in their mating press.

"Ahhh", Soraka moaned, throwing her head back and resting her arms above her head to roughly grip the armrest of the couch, her large tits rising with each deep breath.   Ahri sucked, her tongue flicking back and forth over the sensitive nipple and she felt the full body shiver that rolled through her lover's body.

"Mmmmm...Nhnnnh…" The Starchild moaned deep and low, and Ahri could feel the vibrations coursing through her lungs.

Soraka closed her eyes, body squirming as her hips pushed into Ahri's, her sex smoothly rolling into the Kitsune's cunt. A few stray blonde strands of hair fell in front of Ahri's eyes as the Kitsune's lost her composure, and Ahri felt her mouth hanging open as an unmistakable groan began building in her core. Soraka moaned louder again, and her chest bucked, her back arched to perfectly present her tits to Ahri. The Kitsune obliged, determined to get Soraka to cum first if it was the last thing she did, and Ahri closed her lips once again over the Starchild's delicious breast, this time tasting her own hair as a few dangling blonde threads snuck into the corner of Ahri's mouth.

Soraka's shoulder blades clenched, and the motion pulled the Unicorn's nipple to drag lightly against Ahri's fang. The Starchild's eyes shot open and she yelped in surprise, her gloved arms snapping down from above her head to wrap around Ahri's head at her chest, and the Kitsune could feel with her magic a sudden shock of thunder roll through Soraka's body as the Unicorn's body bucked into the her own. Soraka's pussy pressed smoothly into the Kitsune's clit, and Ahri was nearly brought over the edge from the sensation alone.

The moan building in her threatened to blossom into a full throated scream, but Ahri silenced it by nestling her head between Soraka's breasts, a tiny whimper escaping her lips.

The Kitsune focused entirely on holding back the rising waves of arousal that were growing in her cunt with escalating intensity and she couldn't help but let a shaky moan escape her throat as she weakly fell into Soraka's embrace.  Ahri's body quivered and her eyes glazed over as she put all her strength of will into resisting the rising orgasm that threatened to overflow out of her.

Soraka tenderly cupped her gloved hands around Ahri's cheeks and brought the Kitsune's face to her own. Ahri's hazy gaze flickered uncertainly between the Starchild's gorgeous emerald irises until Soraka's fluttered closed, the Starchild pulling the Kitsune into a delicate but meaningful kiss. Ahri closed her eyes as she melted into Soraka, overpowered by her lover's fresh cut rose scent while the Starchild feathered her with kisses.

The Unicorn's body shifted again, but instead of a desperate bucking spasm it was a slow and purposeful dance that started from Soraka's shoulders and rolled its way down through her breasts all the way to her hips, the movement only ending when the Starchild felt it was over. Ahri was acutely aware of the way Soraka's tits pressed into her own, and even though the feeling was muted through the fabric of her own dress it still felt fucking FANTASTIC. Their kiss deepened, and Ahri felt herself succumbing as her cunt nearly flooded from the sensation of Soraka grinding her own pussy into the Kitsune's.

A guttural gasp forced itself out of Ahri's mouth as she broke the kiss in desperation, her tongue sloppily hanging past her lips, messy strands of her hair clinging to the side of her mouth and more strands drooping over her eyes, as her breath came in deep ragged gulps. The Kitsune worked herself onto her elbows, breaking a few saliva strands that connected her tongue to the Starchilds and she tried to form a coherent thought, her pride demanding that she pull herself together but the voice had to fight not to be drowned out as her cunt begged and pleaded for release.

Soraka craned her neck upwards but Ahri grabbed the Starchild's gloved wrists and forced them down, arching her back to pull away from Soraka's seductive tender kisses. Soraka shifted below her, unhappy with being denied a kiss, and the Starchild squirmed in protest against the hands holding her down.

The Kitsune tried to arch her back to pull even further away, but an iron tension formed between her shoulder blades and held her in place as Soraka's squirming pressed their tits together. Ahri couldn't help but close her eyes and hold in a breath as she paused to savor the feeling or her nipples being drug back and forth through the dress fabric. Ahri's cunt screamed at her for release, and the Kitsune cut a moan off by biting her lip and drooping her head, her golden hair falling around her shoulders like a waterfall.

The pause was a fatal mistake, and Soraka took advantage of her pause to lean up into Ahri, closing the kiss again. This time, she did it with passion, the Starchild confidently making love to the weakly protesting Kitsune. Ahri whimpered into Soraka's mouth as the Starchild's tongue invaded her, and Ahri felt her shoulder blades clench as she desperately fought off the arousal that was spilling out of her.

The Kitsune broke the kiss again and she braced herself even higher up on her palms, keeping her grip on Soraka's wrists, locking her elbows and pulling her mouth beyond the Starchild's reach. She briefly noted the delicious feeling of how this position put her tits right in Soraka's face but just as quickly she shoved the pleasant feeling down. Lightning bubbled up again inside her as Soraka's pussy clashed with Ahri's cunt, and the Kitsune's body bucked in response to the sheer agony of denying her own orgasm.

"Ohh nooo", Ahri moaned huskily. "Not this time, ohhh fuck, not yet, ohhhh~"

Ahri dimly felt teeth pulling on her dress top, and she obliged by leaning into her elbows and propping her tits out further. After a moment, the top was pulled down and her nipples stood at attention in the slightly chill air. Ahri mastered herself despite the pleading of her aching cunt, and shuddered as she rolled her hips into Soraka, smothering her clit again.

"Hahhh~", Ahri sighed.  The sensation was nearly unbearable, but as long as it was Ahri initiating the motion, she could somehow keep a cap on herself and possibly get Soraka to cum first. 

"Ohhh," Ahri moaned, her breath coming in and out with same timing of her thrusts.  "Ohhh, fffuck, nnnnmh, aaahhh - AH!"

The Kitsune's eyes shot open, yelping as she felt the Unicorn's mouth close around her tit. Ahri bit her lip, tasting loose hair strands clinging to the corner of her mouth, and her elbows quivered as Soraka flicked her tongue over and around her sensitive nipple. Ahri nearly toppled over, but she stabilized herself by releasing one of Soraka's hands and bracing herself on her palm. The Kitsune threw her head back, her golden hair whipping over shoulder, her tits exposed perfectly to her lover.

"Nooo~", The Kitsune begged, one hand clenching Soraka's wrist in a death grip the other grasping a handful of couch cushion. "Nonono, please, nooo, AH!"

Soraka's freed hand had somehow snaked its way to Ahri's soaking wet cunt and her fingers were toying with the entrance, teasing her by rubbing slow circles around the lip of her cunt.

"Ohhhhh", Ahri throatily groaned. "Please, ohhhhh fuck, ohhh - AH!"

Soraka suddenly thrust two fingers inside her, and with aching slowness drug her fingertips on the walls of Ahri's cunt as the Starchild drew them out.

"HnnnNNH!" Ahri's sigh turned to a sharp gasp as Soraka's fingers entered her again. And again and again.

"AaaAH, ooooOH, mmmNNH, oohFUCK!"

Ahri's hips shook with each impact of Soraka's plunging fingers and the Kitsune's thighs tightened around her lover. With every precise motion Soraka made, Ahri's body clenched up even further, the tension she had been holding back was like a dam spewing water from a thousand cracks, about to burst. The Starchild worked her mouth in tandem, ringing the Kitsune's tit with her teeth, her rough tongue flicking out just as her fingers pumped into Ahri's slick cunt.

Ahri's moans cascaded as Soraka maintained her assault, keeping the pace of her fingerfucking consistent. The Kitsune would get a tiny grasp on herself, but then lose it a breath later when Soraka's fingers entered her again. Ahri tried to cheat and draw her magic in to repress her overflowing lust, but the spell blew away in the wind as Soraka's teeth nipped the Kitsune's tender titty. The Starchild shifted her hand slightly so her thumb could caress the nub of Ahri's cunt while her fingers pumped in concert, and Ahri felt herself slip over the edge. With every flick and every thrust, Ahri screamed and begged in protest, but her throbbing cunt didn't listen.

"Ohfuckme", Ahri whimpered, her resolve shattered, her body a slave to the waves of lust cascading through her. She bucked and squirmed with every thrust of her lover's fingers. 

"Ohfuckme, ohfuckmeohfuckfuckFUCCCKK, OH FFFFUCK MEEEE~"

The Kitsune wailed as her body spasmed, her back arching to an impossible angle, her cunt clenching almost painfully around Soraka's fingers as she exploded in ecstasy. Her scream was broken sporadically with hiccups as her lungs failed her, all the tension in her previously clenched muscles draining out and pure pleasure rushing in.

Ahri revelled, her mind blank as she let the animalistic ecstasy run its course through her body, quivering and shivering as the orgasm tenderly caressed her.

When Ahri lazily came to some moments later, she realized she was still straddling Soraka, and the Kitsune shifted her hips slightly, her cunt rubbing smoothly against the Starchild's again.  A spark of jealous rage lit in her chest as she realized she had once again been unintentionally sexually humiliated by Soraka, but it was quickly drowned in the sea of ecstasy that Ahri was swimming in.  As the Kitsune extended her sixth sense to see just how close the Starchild was to cumming, she felt the Unicorn abruptly reach her own orgasm beneath her, seconds after Ahri had just come down from her own. Ahri snarled in frustration at the girl beneath her.

The Unicorn bit her lip, her eyes closed, her chest bucking and her perfect tits bounced, tiny shy gasps sneaking out from between her lips while her body writhed and squirmed between Ahri's legs, the tiny feminine sounds a stark contrast to the shrieking racket Ahri had been unable to suppress.  One of the Kitsune's ears twitched in irritation.

Despite herself, Ahri used her Kitsune sense to deliver precise kisses and caresses to the Starchild so Soraka's orgasm was brought to even greater heights.  Soraka's hips bucked into Ahri's hand as the Kitsune brought her hand to the treasure between the Starchild's legs.  Ahri was rewarded with more choked gasps as she slid her fingers inside Soraka up the the second knuckle.  The Kitsune could nearly hear the Unicorn's heartbeat thundering as she led a trail of kisses from one side of Soraka's neck down to the girl's collarbone and then up to the opposite side where Ahri nestled in, contenting herself with gentle nips and bites against the Starchild's sensitive flesh.

Through her magical connection, Ahri tried to brush off the secondhand arousal she was getting from the gasping, quivering Unicorn beneath her but the Kitsune's soaking cunt demanded more.  Her tits lightly pressed into Soraka's chest and the Kitsune was unable to keep herself from gasping as the post sex tenderness ached in her breasts.  She'd have to be careful when bedding down, the sensation of the blanket might be enough to slip her over the edge again.  Soraka mewled even louder and Ahri's soaked cunt begged for another release - she'd already lost after all.  What was the harm in just one more?  

Absolutely ridiculous, Ahri thought shakily to herself, straightening up once the girl beneath her had been reduced to a shivering, gasping mess. She brushed stray golden strands of hair back, trying in futility to force down the excitement burning in her and regain a fragment of her lost dignity. Soraka may have won this time, but I will not give her the satisfaction of beating me twice in one night.

The Kitsune felt through her magic a sudden spark of playfulness and glanced down just in time to catch Soraka wrap her lips around Ahri's tit one last time. Ahri's eyes widened and lightning arced through the Kitsune as the Unicorn grazed Ahri's tender nipple with her teeth and flicked her tongue over it delicately. The fox groaned pitifully, trying to fight off the amplified delicious feeling, but her throbbing cunt overpowered her. Ahri threw her head to one side and almost stifled a moan by biting a shoulder as Soraka's free hand began toying with the fox's other nipple. The Starchild rolled the tip around in her pinching fingers, then gently pulled, stretching Ahri's tit as the Kitsune let out a whimper in protest that swelled to a sudden shaky scream, her hips bucking as wetness surged from her cunt.

Ahri's body erupted with a shotgun blast of ecstasy, but her exhausted lungs could only pathetically mewl as the Kitsune fell off of the Starchild deeper into the couch, trembling with pleasure. Ahri curled up and rode her second wave of orgasm next to Soraka, her gasps of fading pleasure echoing through the living room interspersed with the Starchild's quieter sighs and shaky breaths. Ahri simply lay there, the scent of both girl's sex mingling in a most pleasant way.

Ahri watched Soraka's as the Unicorn shakily came down from her own orgasm, and mentally cursed the Starchild out for humiliating the proud Kitsune once again.

Soraka blinked up at Ahri, her dark lashes fluttering over iridescent emerald eyes, and when Soraka's face lit up in pure happiness, the Kitsune couldn't help but smile back, the envy vanishing. The girls giggled with each other and nuzzled noses for a moment, both of them savoring the joy they just shared.

Eventually, the moment ended and Soraka made to leave, standing up from the couch.

Or rather tried to stand, as she braced herself on the armrest her legs wobbled, her knees knocking together like that of a newborn deer, a clear viscous liquid dribbling down her leg.

Ahri got up and flipped the couch cushions, then clambered back on. The Kitsune closed her eyes and stretched luxuriously, claiming the couch as her sleeping territory tonight. After rolling to this side and that, curling up over here and then over there Ahri found the perfect sleeping position.

And of course the instant she found this cozy golden territory, she also realized that the room was just a smidgen too cold to sleep without a blanket.

The Kitsune agonized painfully over the existential question of whether to get up to retrieve a blanket but lose her comfy place or not move from her perfect spot but stay chilly all night.  Ahri wrinkled her brow in frustration, but suddenly a woolly blanket was tossed over her.  It covered her from neck to toe, and after a moment's adjustment from her mysterious benefactor, the blanket left her shoulder exposed, just how she liked it. Her nose twitched and she picked up the distinct fresh cut rose scent of Soraka, intertwined with the subtle aroma of Ahri's sex.

The Kitsune purred smugly, snuggling into the blanket.

"Did you feed enough off me?" Soraka asked, delivering her final check in for the night. "I brought you some water."

Without looking, Ahri raised her arm and dipped into her now overflowing well of magic.  The water bottle Soraka was holding out was pulled across empty air and landed in the fox's open hand with a satisfying wet slap. The Kitsune let herself begin to drift off, utterly satisfied.

After a moment, her cat ear twitched as Soraka feathered a kiss on it.

"Goodnight", The Starchild whispered.

The proud Kitsune didn't allow herself to visibly respond to being tucked in, but she couldn't stop her purrs from becoming unmistakably louder.

Ahri heard Soraka make her way to the stairway, then struggle up one stair at a time, and her chest swelled with an odd sense of pride at how hard it was for her lover to simply walk after having been fucked so well by the fabled Kitsune.

Ahri drifted off to a warm and comfortable sleep, plotting her revenge.

I'll get you next time. Next time I'll bring out the toys and… get you nice and drunk…bet you'll love this rope tie I learned in Bilgewater...

Ahri yawned, feline incisors gleaming in the darkness.

Yeah. Just you wait, Soraka.