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Standing with her back to the wall of the busy hallway, Ahri might have looked cornered by the two taller women leaning over her, but that couldn’t have been further from the truth. Her eyes were trained on Sarah Fortune, captain of the academy's soccer team, smiling sweetly up at her while the redhead jabbered on, words tumbling out of her mouth in her excitement.
“...So yeah! Since you’re going on vacation and got to take the final early, we were wondering if we could get the answers from you?” Sarah winked and added, voice lowering to a suggestive purr, “We could make it worth your while…?”
Standing next to her friend with arms folded across her chest, Irelia rolled her eyes. Maybe you could. I just want to get the answers and go home, she mumbled to herself. Despite her complaints, though, she still didn’t bother correcting Sarah – Irelia had promised she’d follow her lead, after all.
As confident and calm as always, Ahri took a moment to consider Sarah’s words, then turned to stare straight into Irelia’s eyes as she responded.
“I dunno, girls. That sounds an awful lot like you’re conspiring to cheat, and that would be wrong, wouldn’t it Irelia?”
Wait… does she think I’m too much of a hall monitor for this? Irelia scoffed, more than a little offended at being pigeon-holed so badly, and glared right back at the fox. “Please cut the crap, Ahri. We both know that this class is just memorizing the bullet points. It’s hardly cheating, just saving some time on studying.” Cocking a hip, Irelia narrowed her eyes. “What’s your price?”
Ahri let out a small sound of surprise, raising an eyebrow and flicking an ear as her tails twitched thoughtfully from side to side. Her calculating golden eyes looked Irelia up and down, finally matching Irelia’s gaze after a long pause.
“...Interesting.”
Before Irelia could even question what that meant, two of the fox’s tails suddenly sprang to life, each darting forward to wrap around one of Sarah’s and Irelia’s arms.
“In that case, follow me.”
The moment the words left her mouth, she turned and started to walk away, fluffy russet brown tails tugging both women behind her and brooking no argument. After stumbling forward a few steps, the pair obediently followed.
As they walked, Irelia’s eyes started to wander, eventually falling down to track the hypnotic swaying of Ahri’s hips, skirt shifting with every step. A hint of red touched Irelia’s face when she realized where she was looking, and she frantically glanced around, searching for something else to focus on. Her eyes traced along Ahri’s tail to where it coiled around her wrist like some kind of makeshift leash, an idea that was disturbingly attractive, deepening the blush in her cheeks.
Pushing all thoughts of collars and leashes and who she’d like to see them on to the back of her mind, Irelia tried her best to ignore Ahri’s tail, but just couldn’t stop thinking about the fluffy appendage. Finally giving in, the halls faded away to a blur around Irelia as she stared, fingers subconsciously wrapping around the firm core of the tail. Its thick fur felt lovely, warm and silky smooth against her skin – she couldn’t help but give it a few experimental scritches with her fingertips, heart skipping a beat when it wiggled and wrapped tighter around her arm.
So cute! A quiet breath of laughter escaped Irelia as she continued to scratch the tail, blush fading away, losing herself in its fluffiness. I’ve always kind of wanted a dog, I wonder if Kat would be okay with it?
“Enjoying yourself?”
Ahri’s voice startled Irelia back into reality. Looking up, she saw the fox’s smirking face and realized, color creeping back into her cheeks, that they had stopped moving some time ago. Glancing around, Irelia saw they were in a supply closet that, judging by the thick layer of dust on the shelves, had been forgotten by the academy quite some time ago.
The fox dropped the smile for a moment, expression turning serious. “Petting costs extra, you know. It’s very offensive to us Vastaya,” Ahri said with a frown. When Irelia immediately started to stammer out an apology, blush darkening to a deep crimson, Ahri burst out into giggles. “I’m just teasing, you butthead! About the offensive part, I mean – petting is extra. Although…” She quickly closed the distance between herself and the stoic girl, standing close enough that Irelia could feel her body heat, smell the strawberry shampoo in her hair, had to lift her head away from the big triangular ears atop Ahri’s head.
“Mmm… For you, I might drop the charge. I used to wonder what Kat saw in you, but now, maybe I should… no, I’d better not,” Ahri muttered, shaking her head. She stood up onto her toes, face hovering barely an inch away from Irelia’s. With their lips dangerously close to touching, Ahri reached up and brushed a lock of hair out of Irelia’s face, letting out a breath of laughter when she flinched at her touch.
“You’d better be careful about being so cute, though. I might just have to take you for myself, and I always get what I want.”
Irelia swallowed hard. She knew that what Ahri said was true – despite coming from a poor background, the fox had a knack for acquiring anything she desired, be it influence, grades, or possessions, and Irelia was starting to see why. Staring into the fox’s golden, slitted eyes like this, something inside her desperately wanted to lean down and test just how soft the fox’s lips were, to beg for nothing more than her attention and obey her every whim.
“I… I’ll keep that in mind.”
“You’d better.”
Ahri gently tapped Irelia’s nose with a fingertip, letting out a chuckle at the surprised squeak that escaped her, overly loud as all the tension left her in one breath. She fell back to her heels, though she didn’t step away, still standing uncomfortably close. More of her tails slowly coiled up Irelia’s legs, disappearing just under the hem of her skirt and tightening possessively while Irelia squirmed.
“Now, my price. It’s nothing too steep. For you two it’ll just be an evening – maybe a night? – with the fluffiest little fox at the academy.” She glanced meaningfully up at Irelia, wagging a tail behind her when Irelia looked away shyly, fur fluffing up as she moved even closer, much to Irelia’s continued discomfort. “For me, though… I’ve been feeling a little pent up lately – “ she rubbed her crotch through her skirt, fingers wrapping around something thick and hard until its outline showed through the fabric – “and I want you two to help with that. Drain my balls as my personal toys later today, and you’ll get your answers.”
Before Irelia could refuse, Sarah had already leapt into action. “Sure! We’d love to!” she chirped, beaming at Irelia when she looked over at her in betrayal.
“Alright,” Ahri nodded, turning to face Irelia again. “You agree, yes? It has to be both of you, by the way, or else the deal is off.” Her tails snuck further up Irelia’s skirt, wispy tips brushing against her sensitive skin – still on the back foot, Irelia couldn’t help the vulnerable sound that escaped her lips, somewhere between a gasp and a moan. “Don’t lie, I know you want to – I’m excited to use your ass just like your kitty Kat does. Or are those packages addressed to you from Naughty Dragons for something else…?”
Irelia froze. “How… how do you even know…?” she started to ask, stopping herself to take a long, steadying breath through clenched teeth. Of course she knows, she has friends literally everywhere willing to tell her whatever she wants. Summoning up all the willpower she had left, Irelia crossed her arms and hissed directly into Ahri’s face, “If you think I’m just gonna let you walk all over me, then – !”
“C’moooon, Irelia!” Sarah interrupted, grabbing Irelia’s shoulder and giving her a light shake. “Please? I don’t want to have to study, either! And if that’s not enough, then… remember, you could share the answers with Katarina, too? Do it for her?” she suggested, staring at Irelia with big, hopeful eyes.
“I…” Opening her mouth, Irelia tried to think of some way to deny her friend and let her down easy, but all that came out was a long, defeated sigh. “Fine!” she grumbled, glaring first at Sarah, then Ahri, cursing both of them in equal measure.
Smirking again, Ahri nodded smugly up at her. “That’s what I thought. I’ll see you both at my dorm later. Pleasure doing business with you!” she said. Spinning on a heel, Irelia’s eyes stayed locked on the fox’s rear as she opened the door and walked away without another word, letting her tails linger just a moment longer before her movement pulled them away.
The second she was gone, Sarah cheered and hugged Irelia.
“Yes! Thank you! It’s gonna be so much fun!”
Feeling numb, Irelia just shrugged and gave her a half smile in reply. She followed Sarah back out into the hall and watched her sprint off with a look of despair, arms hanging limply at her sides and shoulders slumped. After a few moments, she slapped a hand against her face, dragging it down to rest her chin in her palm with a quiet whine.
“How do I always get myself into messes like this…?”
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Later that day…
Can’t believe I’m doing this…
Clenching and unclenching her fists, Irelia let out a long, shaky breath. She had spent the past few hours anxiously waiting for whenever “later” would finally come, unsure of what Ahri actually meant when she said that until eventually, she just couldn’t take it anymore. Just after lunch, she had walked over to Ahri’s room and was now reaching out toward her door with an uncomfortably slick feeling between her legs, thighs lubricated by her own excitement.
Pushing forward into Ahri’s room, Irelia was instantly overwhelmed by the sight and sound of Sarah on her knees between Ahri’s legs, red hair pulled into a ponytail and tapping against her back with every gagging bob. The fox herself was leaning back on a hand pushed deep into her blankets with the other buried in Sarah’s hair, staring at the ceiling with eyes half-lidded with pleasure even as her tails flicked impatiently back and forth behind her.
Reeling in shock, Irelia quickly looked away, desperate not to acknowledge what her future held quite so soon. Instead, she was suddenly preoccupied with interior design – her darting eyes saw that the fox’s room was surprisingly well put together, far from the gaudy affair Irelia would have expected. There were a couple of posters, clothes scattered here and there, and a desk covered in papers and colorful pens. It was tastefully messy, if such a thing existed. The closest thing to extravagance was an abundance of fluffy pillows and thick blankets on the bed. It smelled nice too – a candle had clearly been lit recently, giving the room the pleasant odor of cinnamon that wafted out past Irelia and into the hall.
And of course, the centerpiece…
Sighing, Irelia finally acknowledged the elephant in the room – she couldn’t avoid it anymore, and not just because of the lust smoldering in her core. Ahri had noticed her standing in the doorway, golden eyes glinting in her peripheral vision and tugging at Irelia’s gaze, demanding her attention until finally Irelia couldn’t help but turn to stare.
Standing frozen in the doorway, lrelia resisted entering for a moment more, locked in a staring contest with the fox, slowly losing herself in those glimmering pools that called to her with all the allure of a siren’s song. A tail silently beckoning her forward was all it took for what remained of her resolve to shatter.
Shutting the door behind herself with a nervous swallow, Irelia slowly stepped forward, refusing, unable to break eye contact with Ahri. She approached the fox almost timidly, flinching but not stopping when Ahri’s tails reached out like a spider’s limbs, wrapping around her shoulders to gently guide her down until she was kneeling between Ahri’s legs next to Sarah.
The wet sounds of a facefuck in progress came to an end, Sarah pulling off of Ahri with a gasping laugh, coughing but not unhappy.
“You’re here! I was worried you wouldn’t show!”
Almost like she was startled to remember Sarah was there, Irelia jerkily looked over and saw Sarah gazing at her with adoration in her eyes. Her breath reeked of cock, a line of fresh cum dripping from the corner of her lips – it took every ounce of self-control Irelia had to stop herself from kissing Sarah just for a taste.
“You’re late.”
Ahri’s voice made Irelia turn back to the fox, those two words piercing Irelia’s soul and making her wince. Even without any magic, she had already fallen under the fox’s spell – disappointing Ahri felt like disappointing a lover, no matter how mad Irelia had been at the fox.
“S-sorry… I wasn’t sure when – ”
Her stammering was cut short by a harsh shushing and fingers digging into her hair, nails running against her scalp like Ahri was stroking a pet, lighting the fires of resentment in Irelia’s stomach. “I don’t want to hear your excuses, Irelia, I want you to get to work,” Ahri said, voice threatening with its low, steady tone. She pressed Irelia’s cheek into her thigh, forcing her to stare, drooling, at the thick ring of lipstick that Sarah had left a couple inches above the base of her spit-coated cock.
“Match it, if you even can.”
Is that… a challenge?
Irelia’s competitive spirit flared at Ahri’s mocking tone, overwhelming her annoyance for the moment. She didn’t need to be told twice – her body practically moved on its own, mouth opening wide over Ahri’s purple crown, eagerness surprising even herself. The convenient excuse of competition had smashed through the dam restraining her lust and temporarily turned her into as much of a slut as Sarah was. Everything hit her at once as her throat enveloped Ahri’s shaft: the salty tang of Ahri’s cock mixed with Sarah’s spit; the fox’s nails gently massaging her head with every inch she swallowed; Sarah’s little sounds of sympathetic pleasure next to her as she watched Irelia’s throat slowly stretch. It all swirled in Irelia’s mind, making her head swim as Ahri pulled her deeper and deeper into her debaucherous orbit.
So… so big.
Her expression slowly softened, eyelids drooping, staring up into Ahri’s eyes with dreamlike wonder. For a reason Irelia couldn’t quite place, every microscopic change in Ahri’s expression, every beat of the fox’s already racing heart through her member was the most important thing in the world to her at that moment. Her own pussy, pulsing with need, dripping through her panties to the carpet below, was barely present in Irelia’s mind.
Through the fog over her mind, Irelia was only dimly aware of the softness of Sarah’s breasts pressing against her arm as she quickly wrapped an arm around her shoulders, but the electric touch of Sarah’s cold fingers tickling up the inside of her thigh certainly caught her attention. They forced her to focus on the sparkling path they traced, whining into Ahri’s cock with every centimeter they moved, hips twisting back and forth as Sarah’s digits slipped under her skirt to cup her puffy pussylips.
“You’re doing such a good job…!”
Sarah’s breath was hot against her ear, soft lips tickling against her skin as she spoke. Even that scant praise took Irelia’s breath away, made her legs spread a little wider, giving Sarah, giggling at her reaction, the easy access she desired.
Breathing hard through her nose, pushing away the feeling of awkward fingers sliding under her waistband to fumble with her moist petals, Irelia turned her attention back to the task at hand. Sarah’s lipstick mark was in sight, just under an inch away – if she could just get a little further, then…!
But, to her consternation, Irelia was starting to hit a wall. Why is this so hard? It feels like something is missing! Irelia’s groan of frustration vibrated through Ahri’s throbbing length, but no matter how hard she pushed or wiggled her head, she just couldn’t fit any more. She started to panic, frantically searching Ahri’s face for any sign of displeasure on her perfect features, more worried about a punishment than her rapidly rising need for air. To her confusion, she didn’t see a scowl of anger, though, only a sardonic, pitying smile.
“Aww, she looks like she needs a little help, doesn’t she Sarah? Although I guess you did too, so it’s only fair.”
“Hey!” Sarah chuckled, breath warm against Irelia’s ear, though Ahri’s wound up little plaything didn’t hear her. Her brain was fried – overstimulated and overwhelmed, bucking against her friend’s hand not more than a couple of minutes after opening the door. The fingers wiggling deeper into her entrance were too distracting, curling up and pressing against the top of her pussy, palm teasing her aching clit with too-light touches with every motion.
Face red with increasing irritation and lungs burning, Irelia’s mind raced. Nuh… nooooo! I don’t need help! I can do it! she insisted, furrowing her brow up at Ahri with desperation in her eyes.
Her silent pleas only came out as whimpers vibrating through Ahri’s cock, which she mistook as the signal to go – the hand at the back of Irelia’s head suddenly pushed her down, sending her lips careening past Sarah’s record and down the rest of the fox’s shaft. Her toy’s throat reflexively relaxed, eyes going wide, then fluttering back into contented, barely opened slits as her mind momentarily went blank.
Now this was more like it! Irelia had barely any experience sucking dick, but being a willing hole – whether she admitted it or not – for someone to facefuck with reckless abandon was something she was intimately familiar with. Her inner walls squeezed tightly on Sarah’s fingers, nearly at her end.
“Fuuhh…!” Ahri gasped, face visibly straining as Irelia’s throat suddenly turned eager, massaging her entire length in a way that Sarah just hadn’t been able to match. “Y-you’re… pretty good at this!” she groaned, trying her best to smile smugly down at Irelia, but her cool facade nearly immediately broke with a long moan and burning red cheeks – she had already been brought to the edge before Irelia had even entered the picture and now, cock pulsing powerfully, it was about to be over all too soon.
Irelia’s reluctant excitement was replaced with an unexpected twinge of disappointment when, wincing with pain, she was yanked by her hair off of Ahri’s shaft and denied her salty treat. Finally freed, her head started to fall toward her chest as she gulped down air, but a hand, sticky with her own juices, caught her beneath her chin and forced her face back up toward Ahri’s dribbling tip, making her stare while the fox quickly finished herself off.
Ahri hadn’t been kidding when she said she was pent up – the first streak of cum landed on Irelia’s upturned face, thick and hot, draping easily over her elegant features, and it just kept coming. Rope after rope of semen sprayed from the fox’s tip, coating each girl’s face in turn until they had been painted almost entirely white. Exhilaration and humiliation rushed through Irelia in equal parts imagining what Ahri must have seen – her hooded eyes glancing shyly away, panting heavily while Sarah smiled and laughed, leaning over Irelia’s shoulder with her mouth wide open and tongue sticking out, stiff nipples grinding into Irelia’s back. Sarah was lucky enough to catch some in her mouth, showing it off like the proud little slut she was, but Irelia had the misfortune of accidentally breathing some in.
“Whew!” Ahri breathed, squeezing out the last few drops of spunk onto the coughing girl’s face. “Holy shit your throat feels good, I wasn’t expecting that!” she giggled, leaning back with a satisfied sigh to admire her handiwork.
Irelia just glared up at her with renewed anger. Now that she’d torn her eyes away from Ahri’s and gotten some fresh air, she had recovered enough to feel frustrated all over again.
At least it’s done now, she sighed. She didn’t even bother trying to deny that some part of her was upset it was over so soon, but her pussy throbbed with need and the stench of semen was more than a little overpowering. She was really just ready to get her answers and take a shower before heading home for some alone time with Kat – Sarah hadn’t exactly finished her off in the excitement
“Alright – now kiss!”
The fox’s words reached Irelia’s ears at the same time as one of her tails forcibly turned her head toward Sarah’s. Her own surprised expression was met with Sarah’s look of glee as the redhead eagerly leaned forward, closing the gap between them to press her lips firmly against Irelia’s before she could even tell Ahri to go fuck herself.
What the fuck?! Irelia squealed into Sarah’s mouth, freezing in shock. She shot Ahri a look that must have betrayed her frustration because Ahri smirked and raised an eyebrow in reply.
“What, you didn’t think I was done after one round, did you?” she scoffed. “I said I wanted my balls drained. If I just wanted one load, I could have done that myself, you silly goose! This is to help get me ready for round two – give me a good show and I’m sure it’ll be over faster!”
Irelia rolled her eyes, but didn’t argue – she knew Ahri was right, anyways. She started to reciprocate Sarah’s kiss, moving robotically and glaring into her friend’s eyes, cursing her for her enthusiasm. To her increasing irritation, it even proved to be infectious – before long, Irelia’s anger began to dull and her eyes to soften, heart rate picking back up as she let Sarah pull her back in.
This… isn’t so bad, is it? Irelia thought, tongue finally coming to life to meet Sarah’s, lewd muscle’s tentative exploration of Sarah’s mouth slowly growing bolder. Come to think of it, isn’t Sarah the first girl I’ve kissed other than Kat? Her heart skipped a beat at that realization, that tacit admission of reality – she was making out with Sarah and even more, she was fucking loving it. Her hands suddenly moved without thought to her friend’s hips, fingers gently pressing in, dimpling her shirt’s soft fabric and making Sarah sigh into her mouth. They slipped further up the redhead’s sides, fingertips appreciatively tracing out her lovely feminine figure before sliding around Sarah’s back to pull her into a loose hug. Sarah immediately responded in kind, tenderly hugging her back with a soft laugh.
Her arms squeezed Sarah tighter, breasts were smashing together, pulling Sarah closer and closer until she was practically leaning on Irelia. Sarah's hands found Irelia’s ass, triggering a sharp breath from the stoic girl, fingers twisting up Sarah’s shirt as her hands tightened into balls. Quick to reply, Irelia grabbed a handful of her friend’s chest, earning herself a gasp of delight that only emboldened her to go further.
Smirking, feeling daring, Irelia broke the kiss, resisting the gentle pressure of Ahri’s tail at the back of her head just to run her tongue up Sarah’s cheek and gather up a mouthful of cum for herself. Barely holding back a moan at the taste, she sat up onto her knees and opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue to let a fat glob of the fox’s spunk drip off the end and between Sarah’s lips.
Sarah had other plans, though – she lunged up and eagerly sucked on Irelia’s tongue. Thrown onto the back foot, Irelia let out a squeal of surprise that turned into a giggle as she grabbed Sarah’s cheeks and held her firmly, trapping her in the kiss. They playfully fought over Ahri’s semen, swapping it back and forth until every last little bit had been either swallowed or allowed to dribble down someone’s chin.
Separating at last, breathing hard, long strands of sticky spit connecting their chins, their cheeks, their lips, Irelia found herself marooned in the emerald sea of Sarah’s eyes. In that moment, there was no fox pressing their faces together, no deal made for test scores – just a beautiful woman staring back at her with a look of adoration and crazy fucking lust that made Irelia want to pin her to the floor and ride her face until her hips went numb and she could tell Sarah felt the same way. There was nothing conscious about the way they went at each other, settling into a patternless series of licks interspersed with quick laughs and little kisses, cleaning each other off with enthusiasm that made the tails behind their heads entirely perfunctory.
The fluffy appendages moved down to coil around each woman just below the arms, insistently pulling them both upward like they were nothing more than dolls for Ahri to play with. Lost in the moment, Irelia acquiesced and clumsily got to her feet, pulling Sarah up with her, lips never parting for long.
Acting on instinct, Irelia’s hands finally went to the hem of Sarah’s shirt, pulling it up and over her head while Sarah fumbled with the buttons on her own clothes. Tugged up by the red fabric, Sarah’s fat tits fell down and bounced for a moment, stiff nipples tracing hypnotic little patterns in the air.
“Wow. This is so much hotter than I thought it would be! So authentic!”
Ahri’s sultry voice tore Irelia back to reality. She glared over at the smirking fox and saw her still sitting on the edge of the bed and idly jerking off. Her phone’s camera was pointed directly at the pair, red light blinking as it recorded their sapphic tryst.
“Don’t stop on my account – keep it up, ladies!”
Irelia snorted derisively and narrowed her eyes, but she had more important things to worry about. Like Sarah’s breasts – she leaned down to suck hard on a nipple, pinching the other while Sarah moaned under her touch. The loud snap of her skirt’s final button coming undone made Irelia flinch, shivering as her skirt fell away and left her soaking wet panties exposed to the comparatively cold air. Sarah wasted no time in sliding her fingers beneath the cotton, teasing Irelia’s clit, making her gasp and look up to see Sarah’s uncharacteristically devious smirk.
“You’re getting off on this, aren’t you?” Sarah teased, leaning forward to nibble on Irelia’s ear and stuffing two fingers inside her, laughing at the way her friend struggled to deny it through sounds of pleasure. “Don’t lie – I could feel you squeeze me when Ahri pushed your head down.”
“Fine! Fine,” Irelia breathed, exasperated laughter making its way past her shattered defense. “Fine,” she repeated, whispering, resting her forehead against Sarah’s and staring at her through lidded eyes. “Maybe a little,” she admitted, a shy smile dimpling her flushed cheeks, smooching Sarah again as she hooked her thumbs into her underwear and shimmied them down her thighs.
“I knew it! So – !“
Sarah cut herself off with a brief shriek of delight – tired of fiddling with her shorts, Irelia had opted to simply use brute force, tearing off the button and ripping open the zipper before tugging the garment roughly down Sarah’s legs in one smooth motion.
“Sorry, I’ll fix it later. I just need you right fucking now!”
Growling into Sarah’s face, Irelia’s hands, calloused and strong, firmly grabbed her ass and pulled her forward onto a muscular thigh. Suddenly straddling her friend’s leg with a squeak of surprise, Sarah’s hips started to move on their own, moaning, pushing out her chest into Irelia’s. Her pussy left a warm trail of femcum behind that helped her glide easily back and forth, grinding her clit against Irelia as hard as she could stand.
“So, what were you going to say?”
“Nothing! Nothing at all,” Sarah laughed, tilting her chin forward until her lips were barely brushing against Irelia’s. “Just more kissing,” she whispered, closing the gap to pick up where they had left off, tongue slipping easily between Irelia’s lips.
Settling back in, relaxing into the heavy cloud of lust over her mind, Irelia’s hand traced its way up from Sarah’s ass and to the small of her back, rubbing her in slow, small circles. A contented sigh escaped through Sarah’s nose, hot against Irelia’s face, and she squeezed a little tighter, shifted a little closer. Her hand came back to life between Irelia’s legs, clumsily fingering her until rivulets of arousal dripped down her legs.
In the back of her mind, Irelia heard the bed creak and a satisfied hum. Glancing over, she saw Ahri standing off to the side, dick in one hand and a large green bottle in the other. With the digits twisting against her pussy mollifying her, Irelia watched curiously as Ahri popped open the cap and squeezed a large dollop of clear fluid across the top of her cock, then, after transferring it to one of her tails for it to hold, started to jerk off and spread the liquid across her skin. Irelia’s eyes followed a fat drop of cum as it dripped toward the floor from the tip of the now-glistening prick, silently lamenting the fact that she and Sarah had already swallowed everything Ahri had given them.
A sudden cold rolled down Irelia’s back, tracing along her spine to run over Sarah’s arm and making them both flinch. Looking up, she saw Ahri’s fluffy tail squeezing the bottle of lube hard enough to dent it in the middle. The tail slowly twisted, drizzling the frigid fluid over Irelia’s shoulder to pool up between their breasts on its way toward Sarah shivering in her arms.
“G-god, that’s cold…!”
Sarah’s strained gasp recaptured Irelia’s attention. Meeting her friend’s hooded eyes, Irelia saw her start to speak at the same time as she felt Sarah’s hand start to move across her back, massaging the chilly oil into her skin.
“Could you… help warm it up for me?”
Nodding eagerly and grinning like an idiot, Irelia’s body started to move on its own. Hands roving up over Sarah’s shoulders, mirroring the redhead’s movements, she leaned back, allowing the oil to run through the faint tracks visible in her muscular belly before pressing forward to rub herself against Sarah’s softer tummy, nipples rubbing against one another. A flash of satisfaction went through Irelia at her friend’s loud moan – she needed more.
She smeared oil onto her thigh for some extra lubrication, then grabbed Sarah’s ass again, fingers digging in to dimple her plush tush. Holding her tight, Irelia pulled Sarah down harder onto her thigh, driving a high pitched shriek from Sarah that only got louder when a finger slipped easily into her tight back door. Her ring bore down on Irelia like a vice and a fresh wave of juices washed down her leg, obviously enjoying the sudden display of dominance.
“You… bitch!” Sarah laughed, hips moving faster. She suddenly pulled her hand from Irelia’s cunt and shoved it forward, pushing two fingers into Irelia’s ass instead and driving the breath from Irelia’s chest.
“Fuck…!” Irelia wheezed, knees starting to tremble. Looking down, she saw Sarah smirking up at her through the haze of lust covering her fevered mind. Having her ass played with like this was too much for Irelia – she tried to warn Sarah that she was about to fall, but she couldn’t bring herself to speak. She leaned against the taller girl harder and harder until, before she knew it, they were both careening toward Ahri’s bed, squealing with laughter as they sank into several inches of fluffy blankets.
“Agh! You guys were supposed to use the other bed. Now you’re getting mine all gross!”
Barely cognizant of what had just happened, Irelia slowly looked over toward Ahri scowling next to the bed, then back toward the now lube-soaked sheets, blinking sluggishly like she was half a dozen shots deep. The sudden realization of what she had done sobered her right up, and she scrambled to push herself up onto her hands only for Sarah to drag her back down, pulling her further onto the sheets.
“S-sorry…” Irelia stammered, looking sheepishly out of the corner of her eye while Sarah kissed her cheek.
After a few moments of silent frowning, Ahri let out a heavy sigh. “Don’t look at me like that – I feel like I just kicked a puppy.” She shrugged and shook her head, holding her hands palm up by her shoulders. “Tell you what, do my laundry for the next month and we’ll call it even; it can be your payment for petting my tails earlier.”
“Next month? Why…”
Sarah interrupted her, slipping out from beneath her and further back onto the bed. Her escape provided Irelia with a lovely distraction that she was all too happy to get back to. “Fine. One month of laundry,” she muttered, rolling her eyes as she crawled on her hands and knees after Sarah. She recaptured her giggling quarry, sliding between her legs and gently forcing them apart to look down with the same devious smile Sarah had given her before. Irelia’s oil-covered hands found Sarah’s breasts, kneading them, teasing her nipples.
Hmm… what was I here for again? Irelia wondered, dipping her head down to suck on those delightful pink little buds, eyes locked to her face to enjoy her ecstatic reaction. It wasn’t just to fuck Sarah, it was for… for…
There was a dull thud and the blankets suddenly shifted slightly beneath Irelia. Looking back, she saw Ahri, now gloriously naked, sidling up behind her on her knees. Her phone had been replaced with her cock in one hand and – before she even knew it – Irelia’s hip in the other. A flash of brown fur shot out from behind the fox and over Irelia’s head. Not long after, Sarah squealed, making Irelia swivel her head back toward her friend.
In the blink of an eye, everything had changed – instead of having her face buried between Sarah’s tits, Irelia was now face to face with the redhead, emerald eyes reflecting Irelia’s own surprise. Ahri’s tails had wrapped themselves under Sarah’s legs to lift her knees to either side of her stomach, feet dangling and pointing to the outsides of the bed, before coiling around her waist and dragging her down the sheets. In this new position, Irelia was straddling Sarah's hips, glistening pussy hovering right above hers, femcum dripping down to soak into her red bush.
Irelia had turned around just in time to see Sarah’s face contort into an expression of pure pleasure. She finally got the answer to her earlier musings in the form of a loud slap from Ahri’s hips colliding with Sarah’s, stomach bumping lightly into Irelia’s toned cheeks as the fox hilted herself inside her friend’s ass in one motion.
No, Irelia wasn’t there just to fuck Sarah. In fact, she wasn’t there to fuck at all.
She was there to be fucked.
Sarah’s high pitched moan was underscored by a laughing groan of satisfaction from Ahri that made Irelia’s blood run cold. The fox leaned forward over Irelia, stiff nipples tracing twin lines across her back at the same time as her fingers dug into Irelia’s hair and gripped her tight, pulling back just hard enough to sting.
“God, she feels good!” Ahri rasped, punctuating her words with a quick thrust, triggering a squeal from Sarah that made Irelia’s hair stand on end. “I’m so excited to see how you feel, Irelia. Aren’t you?” she purred, nibbling on Irelia’s neck while she held her head up, forcing her to stare as she fucked Sarah beneath her, hard and torturously slow.
Irelia licked her lips, swallowing hard with sweat forming on her brow. Her eyes were locked onto Sarah, watching as she tilted her head back and twisted up the sheets tightly in her hands, breasts bouncing with every heave of Ahri’s hips. Sh-she… looks like she’s having fun, Irelia thought, shuddering as Ahri’s hand passed over her oiled asscheek, thumb pressing gently against her tight hole. As the thick digit moved in tight circles, never pressing in hard enough to penetrate, only ever teasing, Irelia became aware of a strange sensation growing in her belly, sapping what little sense of self she had left.
Envy.
Irelia cleared her throat.
“No…?”
She knew she was lying through her teeth, but didn’t care – admitting the truth was just too dangerous. Who knew how far she would fall down Ahri’s treacherous foxhole if she did?
Her reply simply made Ahri chuckle, low and sultry, muffled by Irelia’s skin. Irelia took a long, shaky breath as the fox licked up the side of her neck, tongue rasping back along her jaw and behind her ear. When Ahri spoke again, it was little more than a whisper.
“That’s what I love about you, Irelia. You still have a sense of pride – it’s adorable how you try to deny how much of a slut you are. It makes me want to, mmh! “ Ahri grunted, speeding up for a moment before calming back down. “...Well, you’ll see. Anyways, I have a proposition for you.”
She paused. Her words were slow and calm, but her hot breath against Irelia’s ear was quick and shallow – no matter how much she tried to hide it, she was clearly getting off hard on dominating the second most popular girl at the school. Other than Qiyana – who was too stupid to be considered a real equal – Irelia was the only girl at the school she could consider a rival, and yet here she was, on all fours one step away from begging to be fucked in the ass.
For someone like Ahri, it was like crack.
“...And whuh… what’s that?” Irelia replied, failing to keep the tremor from her voice. The increasingly loud sounds of pleasure from Sarah were getting to her.
“Oh, nothing much!” Ahri said in a bright tone, leaning forward to roughly rub her whiskered cheek against Irelia’s like a cat marking its territory. Between appreciative little squeaks that were infuriatingly cute, she continued, “I’ve just always thought you were so pretty, and I was wondering if you wanted to join my – well, it’s not really a harem, buuuut, you could call it that if you wanted!”
A little gasp of pain escaped Irelia’s lips as her hair was wrenched to the side, tearing her gaze away from the salacious display below her and forcing her to stare directly into Ahri’s golden eyes again. They glittered with excitement, pupils dilated and a gleeful smile on her lips.
“Your kitten could join too, of course! Wouldn’t that be so much fun?”
For the second time that day, Irelia almost had to physically bite her tongue to stop herself from immediately saying yes. Something about the fox made Irelia want to give her everything – her eyes, the way she spoke, how sweet she seemed on the surface, Irelia didn’t know, but she did know one thing.
She’s dangerous, Irelia realized. This is… I like this, but I need to protect Kat from her at all costs.
Even still, she couldn’t bring herself to outright refuse. “I’ll have to think about it,” Irelia mumbled, stumbling over her words – her tongue felt like a lead weight.
To her surprise, Ahri seemed to take her non-answer pretty well. She chuckled quietly and brought Irelia’s lips to hers, shoving her tongue into Irelia’s mouth so nonchalantly, claiming her so quickly that for a moment, Irelia wondered why she wasn’t wearing a collar that proudly announced she was Ahri’s property. Their kiss was brief, agonizingly so. Pulling away, a bridge of spit connecting them and heart hammering in Irelia’s chest, Ahri raised an eyebrow.
“You do that.”
With that, she sat back up and shoved Irelia’s head down, pressing her face against Sarah’s.
“Now get back to it – I meant it when I said that authentic shit is so hot!”
Still reeling from Ahri’s insane display of dominance, Irelia instinctively tilted her head and mashed her mouth clumsily against Sarah’s, feeling rather self-conscious after Ahri had shown her how it was done. Even so, Sarah still gasped with delight, opening her eyes part way to look up at Irelia lovingly and hooking her arms under Irelia’s armpits for a hug. She parted her lips to return the favor, but only a few moments into their open-mouthed kiss, Sarah started to frown, whimpering into Irelia’s mouth.
Screwing her face up in confusion, Irelia eyes went wide as she realized what was wrong – Ahri’s thick cockhead, as girthy as her biggest toy and slick with lube and precum, had replaced her thumb to press insistently at Irelia’s rear entrance. She didn’t even bother knocking before coming in, pushing inside with barely even a struggle.
A hand came down on Irelia’s ass, forcing a squeal from her throat. Irelia felt like she was about to faint as she was stretched over Ahri’s cock – compared to how she had entered Sarah she was being downright considerate, but even moving slowly she was still huge and Irelia had been teased far beyond her normal limits. Desperate for anything to steady herself as inch after inch disappeared into her experienced hole, Irelia looked to Sarah and, finding sympathy in her gaze, wrapped her arms tightly around her friend’s neck, squeezing her hard, whimpers muffled against Sarah’s cheek.
“Oh yeahhh…” Ahri moaned, barely audible over Irelia’s heart thudding in her ears. “So worth the wait! When Sivir told me what she saw on those packages from Naughty Dragon, I was worried you might be too loose, but no! Sarah, too, despite being the soccer team’s plaything – how do buttsluts like you two manage to stay so tight?” she giggled, hips coming to a stop against Irelia’s. She wasted no time in getting to business, pistoning in and out of Irelia’s hole with a steady, if a little quick, pace.
“F-fuck!” Irelia hissed, arching her back into Sarah and sticking her butt out for Ahri to spank. Her face fell down into the plush blankets, burying deep into the sheets over Sarah’s shoulder as she clenched her jaw. A delicate hand came to rest on her back, cuddling her like a lover while Ahri ravished her ass. The contrast made Irelia feel like she was being ripped between two states of matter, relaxing and tensing over and over in a loop of ecstasy.
“Told you you’d have fun!”
Irelia cracked her eyes open, wincing as Ahri sped up, plunging deeper, harder into her guts. Sarah had her head turned to look at her, cracking another smile when Irelia tensed at the feeling of fingers returning to her throbbing entrance.
“Fuh… fuuuhg you!” Irelia slurred, inching her head forward. Her lips were too sore for another kiss – instead, she simply rested her lips against Sarah’s, enjoying her comforting warmth as Ahri fucked her. The pleasure that had been building up in her core since Sarah had first touched her finally broke free, orgasm washing unceremoniously over Irelia without ceremony as her asshole spasmed around the fox’s cock, massaging her for all she was worth.
Just as Ahri’s cock started to throb and signal her own end, she pulled all the way out of Irelia before she came. The aching emptiness left inside her was soon filled with the smug satisfaction of watching Sarah’s eyes roll back as Ahri swapped back to her.
Getting her second wind, Irelia dragged her tongue slowly over Sarah’s lips and lowered a trembling hand to her pussy. She roughly pinched her friend’s clitoris, grinning as Sarah was sent careening over the edge. Struggling beneath Irelia’s weight, Sarah could only scream her ecstasy out into the room and help to grow the puddle of their shared pleasure growing in the blankets below.
Before Irelia could continue to tease her friend, the familiar softness of Ahri’s tails wrapped around their wrists. In a flash, their hands had been pulled away from each other’s pussies and pinned together above Sarah’s head, fingers instinctually entwining when their hands were forced together.
“What, is my dick not enough for you two?” Ahri teased. “No touching without my permission – I don’t want my toys running out of batteries before I’m done with them!”
Irelia let out a frustrated groan that turned into a sob as Ahri’s cock re-entered her ass. She struggled against her bindings, nearly getting free from Ahri’s tails before more of the fluffy appendages joined in to hold her fast.
Gritting her teeth, Irelia went limp in her restraints. With her submission came an unexpected rush of pleasure that left her feeling light-headed. As the fox’s balls slapped against her pussy, spattering femcum everywhere and giving her needy cunt the attention it craved, she suddenly understood the look on Sarah’s face, emerald eyes glittering with an excitement that Irelia realized she was starting to feel too. Sounds of ecstasy that Irelia barely recognized started to come from her throat as Ahri sped up, pounding against her ass like a beast in rut. She pushed back, meeting every thrust, pressing Sarah’s hands into the bed as her ass massaged Ahri’s length, giving in to – seeking out – the twisted pleasure that built in her core with every degrading action she took.
When Ahri’s overworked penis started to throb again, she didn’t pull out for a break – her temporary pet’s tight ring was squeezing too hard, too hungrily, eagerly begging her for a fresh load of cum, and what kind of host would Ahri be if she didn’t oblige her guests?
Hilting herself into Irelia’s ass one final time, Ahri came at last, pumping rope after rope of alabaster fluid deep inside Irelia’s guts. The simpering slut’s vision went blurry, nails digging into the back of Sarah’s hands with every orgasmic wave emanating from her asshole, and all her tired throat could manage was a high pitched whine as she was filled with the fox’s seed, furrowing her brow apologetically at Sarah’s envious look. This load was larger than the first, built up over several minutes of edging herself to Sarah and Irelia’s escapades to the point where cum pushed past the seal of Ahri’s cock, leaking from Irelia’s overstuffed rectum and onto Sarah below. It felt hot against her skin, turning the redhead into a sobbing mess that tugged at Ahri’s tails, desperate to scoop up some of Irelia’s reward only to ultimately be left wanting.
As Ahri pulled out of her with a satisfied sigh, a veritable torrent of cum leaked from Irelia’s twitching anus; she shuddered, one last aftershock of her powerful orgasm washing over her body. The tails disappeared from their wrists and Irelia took a deep breath, basking in the afterglow and nuzzling her face into the crook of Sarah’s neck as her friend gently rubbed her back.
Fffuck… That was… something.
Slowly coming back into her right mind, Irelia’s cheeks burned with embarrassment, but not regret, not shame, at least not right now. She tested her limbs and found them responsive, but sluggish – it felt like she was just waking up in a dentist’s chair after a long procedure, only the wrong orifice was sore. She relaxed in Sarah’s arms, snuggling a little closer. Wish I could just take a nap, she sighed. It was nice that Ahri had finished, but the prospect of even just walking home was a daunting one.
When something cold and wet touched her ass, dragging across her oil covered skin, she let out a sharp yelp. A small shot of adrenaline gave her the strength to turn to groggily glare at whatever Ahri was doing, which, to Irelia’s surprise, happened to be drawing something on her butt with a fat-tipped permanent marker.
“What are you doing?”
Glancing up at the sound of Irelia’s raw voice, Ahri flashed her a smug smile.
“Giving you some of the answers you earned, of course!”
Irelia felt her draw three straight lines in quick succession – she guessed it was an A, but wasn’t quite sure – then one more right above her asshole. Irelia thought for a second, then rolled her eyes.
“A tally mark? Isn’t that a little cliché?”
“I think you mean sex-ay, right?”
Chuckling quietly at Irelia’s groan, Ahri leaned over Irelia and started to draw just below Sarah’s collarbone. Irelia watched her write out 2. C, secretly disappointed when Ahri sat back up and capped the pen – now that they had stopped moving so much, the room’s air was quite cold against her back, and Ahri’s warmth had been much appreciated.
“Hold this for a sec.”
Irelia let out a surprised squeal as Ahri pushed the butt of the pen easily into her winking asshole. Frowning up at her, she saw the fox’s face turn thoughtful, nose scrunching up as she nibbled on a perfectly manicured thumbnail.
“Now, what to do next…”
“Next?!” Irelia gasped, jaw dropping in shock. “You mean you’re still not done? And what about the rest of the answers?”
“Of course I’m not done,” Ahri scoffed. “Winter is mating season for foxes, and I’m not about to be stuck on vacation at a resort with my friends while my balls are still full. Kai’sa only wants it up the ass, Evie is… kind of weird, and Akali, well, you know how she is, I expect.” As she talked, her tails coiled around Irelia’s stomach, lifting her gently up and off of Sarah. “Now let the captain up, I’m tired of worrying about hurting her by making you collapse or something weird like that. I want to go all out on both your asses this time! And then you can have a break while I clean myself up ‘cuz I want to feel more of your throat! And then…”
While Ahri rattled off the rest of the afternoon’s – and inevitably, evening’s – itinerary, Irelia numbly pushed herself up, allowing Sarah to take her position on all fours next to her. She glumly rested her chin on her arms, sighing.
It’s gonna be a loooong day, she thought, grimacing when Ahri pulled the pen from her butt. But as Ahri replaced it with her cock, filling her cum stuffed hole to the brim and driving a contented moan from her lips, somehow Irelia just couldn’t bring herself to be that upset.
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The next day…
Just my luck that today would be the day the elevator’s undergoing maintenance!
Groaning with pain and sobbing dramatically, Irelia’s aching legs worked as hard as they could to pull Irelia up the final flight of stairs that led to Kat’s floor. Attending class had been a living hell today – her legs, her ass, her pussy, hell, even her lips were still sore from how much Sarah and later Ahri had kissed her. That on its own would have been fine, Irelia was more than used to a little soreness the day after a workout, but to Irelia’s consternation, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get that stupid fox out of her head!
The taste and texture of Ahri’s cum, the softness of her lips, the satisfaction of being filled by her cock – it all danced in Irelia’s mind, filling the darkness whenever she closed her eyes. Ahri’s words echoed in her mind over and over, refusing to give her even a moment’s respite.
I was wondering if you wanted to join my – well, it’s not really a harem, buuuut...
Her harem, huh? Irelia sighed, rubbing her thighs together, already regretting wearing a skirt as arousal dripped down her legs. Doing more of that… would it really be so bad to join…? She shook her head, black hair whipping around behind her. No way, that’s too far even for me!
Doing her best to ignore the wetness in her groin, Irelia tried to focus on something else as she walked down the hall. At least we got our answers… I can’t believe Sarah stayed even longer to ‘help wash the lube out of Ahri’s tails’ after we woke up this morning, that woman is a freak of nature! Irelia laughed to herself, feeling a little better. Her spirits continued to soar as she approached Kat’s room, desperate to see her girlfriend and share the good news, along with maybe a few other things – an evening spent idly toying with her kitty Kat while they watched a movie was just what Irelia needed to speed up her recovery and forget what happened last night.
When she opened the door to Kat’s room, however, her stomach immediately dropped.
“Ahri?!”
Sitting behind Katarina on her bed was the eponymous fox, completely naked and buried balls deep in Katarina’s ass. In her hand was a familiar black marker, wobbling through the air as Ahri wrote something on Katarina’s rear end. Upon hearing Irelia’s cry of disbelief, Ahri froze. Her eyes went wide and all the fur on her tails and ears fluffed out in shock as she whipped her head around, lips moving wordlessly for a few seconds before finally managing to speak.
“O-oh hi, Irelia!” she stammered, nervously smiling at the woman glaring at her from inside the door frame before bending down to whisper loudly into Kat’s ear, “I thought you said she wouldn’t be here today, kitten!”
“I told you to stop calling me that! And I said she doesn’t normally come over on Thursdays. Why do you even care anyways?” Katarina pouted, turning her head to smile weakly at Irelia. “Hi, ‘Relia. Was getting some answers for us.” Her face was stained with streaks of makeup – Ahri had clearly been at this for a while.
“Hi kitty Kat,” Irelia said. Despite the fury rapidly boiling over inside her, she couldn’t help but briefly smile in reply before glaring at Ahri, lip curling up into a snarl. “Unfortunately, I already knew that – and this fox should have known too!”
Katarina’s eyebrows furrowed with confusion, then shot up in surprise as Irelia turned around and flipped her skirt up to expose the test answers still written on her creamy flesh. Seeing this, Katarina let out a loud gasp.
“You mean… she was trying to double dip?”
“Yep! And even worse – “
“Uhhh…”
Every pair of eyes in the room, vertical pupils or not, turned to stare at the newcomer standing directly in front of Irelia in the doorway. Akali, just returning from lunch and completely oblivious to what was happening, stood perfectly still with her mouth open, glancing at each person in turn.
“This… is probably a bad time, isn’t it? I’ll be back in a few hours.”
The room was completely silent as they all watched her go. The quiet lasted several seconds before Irelia finally cleared her throat and shut the door, turning around with a bright red blush on her face.
“A-anyways… Even worse than double dipping, this stuff won’t come off!” Irelia loudly complained, rubbing her tush through her skirt and frowning at Ahri. “I spent like thirty minutes in the shower just rubbing it with hot water and a sponge and it’s still there!”
“That’s what you’re angry about? Really?”
Ahri’s look of fear turned into one of disbelief, then mild disgust. Katarina let out a tired sigh and nodded, mostly to herself.
“Yes. She’s a dork.” Kat rolled her eyes and sat up, grunting as Ahri’s softening cock slid out of her. She slowly turned around with a dark look on her face, staring Ahri straight in the eye. “But she is angry. And so am I!”
Both women slowly closed in on Ahri, cutting off her escape. The fox looked frantically between them, holding her hands out with a terrified grin on her face.
“Now, ladies, no need to get violent! I’m sure we can work something out…!”
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Five minutes later…
“...And don’t ever try to trick us again!”
Lying on her back with her ankles held by Katarina’s head, cock flopping uselessly back and forth and tapping against her cum-streaked stomach with each movement of Katarina’s hips, Ahri moaned in response to Katarina’s scathing lecture. Despite her predicament, her tails wagged frantically off the side of the bed while Irelia watched, blushing even harder now, from her position holding Ahri’s arms down near the head of her bed. Phone in hand, she recorded as her favorite ribbed strap-on, thick as her forearm and nearly as long, pounded in and out of the fox’s tight asshole.
Wow… I’ve never seen her like this, Irelia wondered, staring dreamily at the frightful look on her girlfriend’s face. She’s so cute when she’s mad!
“Fuh… fine! Irelia still owes me laundry, though!”
Snorting derisively, Katarina let go of one of Ahri’s legs, letting it rest on her shoulder while she reached for the marker Ahri had been using. She took advantage of Ahri’s position lying flat on her back to write all sorts of obscenities on her stomach and around her tits. Once she’d had her fill, she wordlessly held the pen out for Irelia to take.
Holding the sharpie, Irelia thought for a moment about what to write. Then, with a devious smile on her face, the perfect thing came to mind – she found a small blank space near Ahri’s navel and drew a tiny, cartoonishly bad dick, then capped the pen and threw it to the side with a satisfied grunt.
Ahri lifted her head to look down at what Irelia had drawn and grimaced. “God… you were right, she is a dork.”
“Shut up. You don’t get to talk to her like that,” Katarina growled, leaning down to snarl into Ahri’s face. Without looking away, she asked Irelia, “You’re recording, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Good.” Katarina smiled cruelly and leaned back, narrowing her eyes at the fox. “I’m guessing you don’t want that video released, right? If not, you owe us a favor. Both of us. One each, so two total.”
“Alright! Alright,” Ahri whined. “Knowing you two, it’ll probably be more toys or something…“
“Good girl,” Irelia purred, voice dripping with sarcasm. An idea popped into her mind, too tempting to ignore. She leaned over to Katarina’s nightstand and opened a drawer. After a moment of searching, she found what she was looking for – a nice collar that Katarina wore whenever they felt like a little bit of roleplay. Irelia tightened it around Ahri’s throat with practiced ease, then leaned back to admire her handiwork.
“You know, in another universe, you would make a very cute pet fox,” Irelia said, pinching Ahri’s ears and rubbing them between her fingers.
“I-in your dreams!” Ahri retorted. Despite her words, her tails wagged faster and a blush spread across her cheeks. “I might like getting petted, but I’d never be a – !”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Pulling her panties to the side, Irelia silenced the fox by sitting on her face, planting her pussy on the spoiled girl’s mouth. Despite her complaining, her tongue seemed eager enough, immediately darting out to pleasure Irelia as best she could.
Katarina chuckled at the display for a moment, but her face soon turned serious. She leaned forward and cupped Irelia’s cheek in a hand, ignoring as Ahri let out a muffled whimper into Irelia’s crotch, cock throbbing and spraying another load from her engorged tip, overwhelmed by the relentless assault on her prostate.
“Hey, you okay? Your lips look a little bruised…”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Nothing I can’t handle,” Irelia replied, placing a hand over Katarina’s and nuzzling into her palm. “I do have a bit of a bone to pick, though… Maybe we could keep her as our toy for the evening? I’d like a turn with that once you’re done, and taking her dick out for a little joyride might be fun.”
“Sure, sounds good to me.”
Leaning forward, they shared a tender kiss that lasted until an idea popped into Irelia’s head. She grabbed the half-empty tube of lube that Katarina had applied to the strap-on and squeezed some out onto her hands, rubbing them together for a moment to get them nice and oily. With Katarina’s shirt still pulled up and over her breasts, it was easy for Irelia to simply give them a squeeze, covering them in the slimy fluid and making Katarina let out an adorable little gasp.
“Irelia…?”
“Sorry! Just… I couldn’t stop thinking about it,” Irelia apologized, though her hands didn’t stop teasing Katarina’s tits, slippery palms sliding smoothly over her nipples. “Kinda hot though, isn’t it?”
Rolling her eyes, Katarina smiled and nodded, bending forward for another kiss that Irelia was more than happy to return. Another loud moan coming from beneath Irelia’s skirt as the fox desperately thrusted against air was their signal to swap. Irelia stood up and stripped, taking the toy from Katarina while Ahri stared at them with eyes wide in horror.
A pit of dread was starting to grow in the fox’s stomach. It was rare that she faced consequences for her actions, but she knew there was no weaseling out of this – as Irelia tightened the strap-on around her hips and started to furiously pound her ass, she let out a long sigh that was cut off by Katarina’s pussy.
At least her balls would really be emptied this time. Revenge would come in time, but in the short term, she was going to be exhausted for her flight tomorrow.