Breakfast is followed by breaking beds

Garen sat together with Katarina at the dining-room on a table with LeBlanc and Vladimir for breakfast.

“Had a pleasant night?” LeBlanc asked Katarina as they sat down with their plates. Her dark, shadowed eyes were locked on Katarina’s green ones, her black hair falling over her face like a carpet.

“Yes, thank you,” Katarina said soberly, buttering her slice of bread. “You too?”

“I just arrived,” Vladimir said and supressed a yawn. “I have to look for Vayne soon. A bit of sleep won’t hurt.”

“The mighty crimson reaper?” LeBlanc said, with the slightest hint of mocking in her voice. “Tired?”

“Even immortal beings have human desires, LeBlanc,” Vladimir replied with his usual conceited voice and stood up. “I’ll see you all later.”

LeBlanc watched him, as the red-cloaked man walked off, with an unreadable face. Garen gave Kata a look, who shrugged and rolled her eyes.

“Human desires, my ass,” LeBlanc muttered after a minute and shook her head irritated. “Whatever.”

“You’ll get your chance, LB,” Garen said and winked at her. “He likes you after all.”

“I don’t need consolation, I need confirmation if that’s true or not,” LeBlanc replied and gave him a very stern look.

“It’s true,” Katarina said bored. “He swooned for you after a few glasses of wine the last time.”

“Yet, he disappears the moment he isn’t alone with me anymore,” LeBlanc said exasperated. “But well…I shouldn’t be the one complaining about mysteries, right?”

“No,” Garen and Katarina said together.

“Well, I see your third wheel is arriving, so I am better off too,” LeBlanc said and stood up too. “Have fun. And so long.”

She went in direction of the exit too now and patted Talon on the shoulder, who just came into the dining-room. “Morning,” he greeted Garen and Katarina as he reached them.

“Morning,” Garen replied with a wink.

“Slept well?” Katarina asked frowning.

“Plenty, thanks,” Talon said and watched her attentively. “Any plans?” he finally asked, after a minute of silence.

“Yes,” Katarina answered, her eyes beaming between Garen and Talon. “I just wanted to talk with Miss Fortune, before I meet you in my room.”

“Both of us?” Garen asked, just to make sure.

“Of course, I mean both of us,” Katarina said sneering. “You wait until I return to you and get ready.”

Talon and Garen both looked at each other. Then Garen shrugged and Talon nodded. Obviously, Katarina wanted to be in charge for today and both of them knew it was pointless to ask her, what exactly she had planned. If she was in this mood (replying in her annoyed voice, only a few and very short sentences, straight-forward to get to the act as soon as possible) Garen and Talon both had learned just to be quiet and do as she told them.

Garen finished his breakfast and used the time, Katarina still ate to look across the room. Riven, who just sat down next to them looked pretty concerned about something and Ahri, who came to her a few moments later started to talk to her in an undertone. Garen just took his and Kata’s plate to bring it away as Ahri’s voice echoed through the room: “He did WHAT!?”

Garen turned around surprised and like all champions in the dining-room stared at the table with Riven and Ahri. Riven seem to be pretty embarrassed about the sudden attention, but Ahri looked absolutely shell-shocked. Her jaw had dropped and she stared at Riven disbelievingly. The ashen-haired woman said something Garen couldn’t understand and Ahri clapped her hands in front of her mouth.

“…and Vayne and Akali came, so everything was fine,” Riven just finished her sentence. “No need for you to be…”

“Oh my god!” Ahri interrupted her and jumped off her stool. “I am so dumb! I’ve been so stupid! Shit! I am such a moron!” And she stormed off.

“Ahri!” Riven shouted behind her and stood up herself, but Ahri was already at the door and she ran out of the dining-room. Garen felt like he heard her sob before the door slammed shut behind her. Riven quickly followed her, still looking rather embarrassed.

“Everything okay?” Garen asked, as she passed him.

“Yeah, don’t worry,” Riven said and rolled her eyes. “She is just…ehm…we both had a rough start in the day, I guess. I’ll calm her. Nothing serious, though. See you all guys, sorry.” She hasted through the room and followed Ahri out of the room too. The whole room stared at the door for a few seconds, before most champions returned to their conversations or their food.

“What the fuck, is already going on with the drama in this mansion?” Katarina said bemused as Garen returned without plates at their table again.

“Don’t ask me,” Garen said and sighed. “I’m glad, I am not involved in it.”

“Same,” Talon muttered. “Shall we?”

“My room,” Katarina said and threw her key to him, who grabbed it out of the air. “I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“What do you think, does she ask Miss Fortune?” Garen asked Talon as Katarina went off into the west-wing, while the two men continued their walk into the east-wing.

“Three possibilities,” Talon said and raised three fingers. “One, toys,” he drew in one finger. “Two, ask Sarah to come over,” he drew in the second finger and pointed with his index-finger at Garen. “Three, both.”

“The best option, right?” Garen said with a smirk.

Talon just snickered and opened the door to Katarina’s room. They entered the completely common room and Garen immediately removed his shirt and put it on a stool. He then sat down and stripped down to his boxers, trying his best to not look too awkward. Talon also removed his cloak, but because he had so much more clothes with his usual outfit, he needed a lot more time than Garen. They both didn’t change a word, neither they looked at each other.

Luckily the unpleasant silence did not hold long as the door opened and Katarina walked inside. She closed the door behind her and looked at Talon, who still had shirt and pants on with raised eyebrows. Garen noticed that she didn’t bring anything from her visit at Miss Fortune’s room.

“I said ‘get ready’,” Katarina said and clicked her tongue. “That’s not ‘ready’.”

“Sorry, that I had more clothes than him,” Talon said annoyed.

“Bad luck for you, Talon,” Kata said simply, her eyes glowing with desire again. “Then Garen gets my pussy first.”

“I can live with a blowjob,” Talon replied.

“He also can get my ass first,” Katarina continued and Garen couldn’t help but grin.

“I can live with that too,” Talon replied sternly.

“Keep on strip down, Talon,” Katarina ordered, but her eyes were fixed on Garen on the bed now. “I’ll warm him up. Don’t you dare touching me. Both of you.”

“Not even your hair?” Garen asked mildly.

“My room, my bed, my rules,” Katarina smirked, removing her top and revealing her black, lacy bra. She got to her knees and crawled towards Garen, hunger in her eyes. “You don’t move, Talon, not until I say so. You don’t move as well,” she added her eyes fixed on Garen’s. “You stay exactly there and let me suck on you.”

Garen didn’t answer. He was to enthralled by the view of Katarina crawling half naked towards him, like a cat on the hunt. His cock grew in his pants, but it needed Katarina’s hands on his boxers to really get him excited.

Katarina freed his manhood from the fabric and dived straight for it. Garen leaned back and sighed satisfied as her mouth enveloped his shaft for the second time this morning and enjoyed her skilful tongue on him and those subtle sounds of enjoyment. He wasn’t even aware of the third person in the room anymore, not until Katarina stopped her blowjob and said in a soft, yet dangerous voice: “You can touch my hips and pull off my panties. I want you to lick me. Nothing more. Understood?”

Talon also didn’t answer and just dropped to his knees behind Katarina. Garen smiled at the ceiling and closed his eyes as Katarina continued to suck and lick at his now full-hardened shaft. Kata’s moans grew louder the more time Talon was busy with her backside naturally. After a few minutes of orally pleasuring themselves, Kata popped her head away from Garen’s cock and let out a sensual moan, her hands clenched to fists on Garen’s legs.

“Fuck,” she muttered. “Okay. Stop. Stop, Talon.”

Talon did as he was told and his face appeared behind her ass, wearing a smug smile on his face. Just as Garen, he could tell by that reaction that Katarina had been very close to cumming apparently. She obviously tried to brush that sign of ‘weakness’ away as fast as possible and poked Garen in his chest with one finger.

“Move further on the bed and lay down,” she said calmly.

Garen obliged and fidgeted himself further on the bed. Katarina had stood up and slipped out of her panties completely, which had hung loosely around her knee at that point. She also removed her bra and threw it away, turning to Talon.

“You have may get the same treatment as he did,” she said coolly. “But no touching. Both of you.”

“Alright,” Talon and Garen both said in an instant.

Katarina smiled for the blink of an eye, then she hopped on the bed and slid over Garen’s crotch, one hand on his chest, the other grabbing his cock and pushing it right into her wet crotch. Garen and Katarina both gasped as he entered her in one thrust and Garen had to control himself very hard to not grab Katarina’s hips. She started to bounce on top of him very eagerly and started to play with herself, her hands squeezing her tits, her fingers playing with her nipples. The view for Garen was amazing as always and her moans, now doubled with a cock inside her pussy were sultrier than ever. She continued to ride Garen this way, until Talon appeared next to her and Katarina took his cock eagerly in her mouth, still bouncing up and down Garen’s lap.

Talon stood on the bed now, completely naked as well and looked down at Katarina with a smile full of admiration. Katarina took one hand of her tits and massaged his balls with it, while she stuffed as much of his cock into her mouth as she could and still bounced in a rapid speed up and down on Garen’s cock. It was actually quite astounding, how she dealt with multitasking both of their cocks, while giving herself the best time possible too.

Garen felt himself getting closer to the edge, the longer Katarina rode him so vigorously and thought about telling her that. He still didn’t touch her, as she had ordered and didn’t know if it was wise to tell her that he was close. Garen thought in her actual mood of commanding them like tools for her pleasure, it wouldn’t be smart, because he believed her to be absolutely capable of denying him then the fun to cum soon.

Luckily Katarina popped her head away from Talon’s cock now too and said, rather puffed: “Switch.”

Talon lied down on the bed now too and as soon as he was on his back, Katarina already swung one leg around him and pushed his cock into her slick pussy, continuing to bounce on him as well. Garen stood up now and Katarina wasted no time, giving him the same treatment as Talon before. Both men still didn’t dare to touch her, but Katarina seem to have enough fun without their hands all over her. She moaned loudly, her voice muffled with a cock in her mouth and the sounds of her gagging and slurping, the slapping flesh and the wet smacks of her pussy, filling the room.

Garen looked down at her as Kata’s eyes went up towards him too. The brief moment he caught her gaze, before she closed her eyes again was enough to make Garen closer to the edge once again. Those emerald green eyes, he loved so much, were filled with lust and hunger for pleasure, but also full of luck. Luck, that she had these two men right here, right now. Luck, that she could handle them so easily and still got so much pleasure from them.

Garen reached out his hand and carefully touched her head. Katarina didn’t complain and so he felt safe to strain through her red shock of hair, while she still blew him fiercely. Talon saw that as well and carefully moved his fingertips towards her hips, touching her very briefly. Again, Katarina didn’t stop him and so her took her by her waist and supported her bouncing-movements.

Kata’s moans became much more urgent as their hands touched her hair and hips and her eyes blinked up to Garen’s face again. For a second he assumed, she wanted to scold him for touching her hair, but as she popped her head away from him, she only said two words: “Fuck me.”

Garen hadn’t to be asked twice. With his cock hard and ready, he went behind the bouncing Katarina and knelt down on the sheets. Katarina slowed herself down and shot a look full of anticipation at Garen as he probed her asshole with his wet cock. Garen caught her eyes and winked subtly. Then he pushed inside her ass and groaned out just as loud as Katarina herself.

“Fuuuuuck!” Kata moaned, as Garen thrusted inch after inch into her ass.

“Damn…” Garen grunted himself. “Did you get tighter?”

“You got bigger,” Katarina hissed. “Fuck me…”

“That’s the plan,” Garen announced and shared a look at Talon, who nodded with a sly smile.

Both men, pushed forward together and Katarina let out a howl of appreciation. She nearly fell over Talon, as Garen pushed back and forth again and so he grabbed her arms with his own hands and held her steady. Talon, who also started to push his length up Katarina’s pussy took the opportunity of her not complaining or giving orders anymore and groped at her full breasts with relish.

Katarina definitely had enough to be in her dominant phase during sex, she gave the control of the situation completely in the hands of Talon and Garen. She had closed her eyes and opened her mouth, entranced in the pleasure that must rock through her body. By the look of her and the sounds she made, Garen was pretty sure that she already had one orgasm and was on the brink to another one very soon.

Garen glanced at Talon, who stopped to look at Kata’s bouncing tits and returned Garen’s look, with a frown. Garen made something between a shrug and shaking his head. Talon just nodded and fixated his eyes back on Katarina’s body. Garen first hardened his grip around Kata’s arms, then he quickened his thrusts and pounded her ass with as much strength as he could. Talon doubled his efforts too and Katarina, who didn’t expect this hard treatment at all squeaked adorably.

“Fuck!” she whimpered. “Oh fuck…oh fuck…oh fuuuuuuck!”

Exactly my thought, Garen thought, his teeth gritted with exertion and pleasure equally. He felt that he wasn’t far from the grand finale and according to Talon’s face, he was neither. Kata must’ve reached her finale safely already. Garen was pretty sure she would collapse on top of Talon, if he didn’t hold her in place.

Talon let out a significant louder gasp now too and Garen was pretty sure that he felt him pulsating under him. Garen himself, knew that he couldn’t hold out any longer when he kept that rhythm but with the knowledge that the other two had cum already, he didn’t hold back either.

With a sharp hiss, he pulled out of Katarina’s ass and stroked his cock a few times, before his cum exploded out of his tip. He covered Katarina’s back, up until her red hair with white seed with his first shot of cum. The rest landed mostly on her ass. With his orgasm, he had let go of Katarina, who now was lying shivering on Talon and caught her breath.

For a few moments, all three of them just recovered from their common pleasure and the only thing that moved were their three chests and the mass of cum that poured out of Katarina’s pussy and dried slowly on her back.

A sudden *WHOMM* sound that made the ceiling shake, made all of them jump and stare upwards.

“What the…” Garen started, but a booming voice from outside cut him off: “Sorry Vayne! I might have woken up the last late risers! But the mansion still stands! Hello to everyone!”

“Galio,” Talon grumbled.

“My god, why did he come here with his ult?” Katarina said half annoyed, half amused.

“He got us though, I must admit that,” Garen said and shook his head with a smile.

“I guess so…” Katarina sighed and rolled off Talon. She sat up and nearly felt over again. “Dammit,” she said and held her head with both of her hands. “You guys…really…you are…”

“Say it?” Garen smirked.

“Fucking hell,” Katarina just swore and tried her best to sound less dizzy. “I hate you.”

“I think I can live with that,” Garen grinned and slipped from the bed. “Shower?”

“Yep,” Talon agreed and stood up as well.

“Give me a minute, I am still seeing stars,” Katarina mumbled. “Shit…I really forgot how good you two feel inside me.”

“The mighty Katarina Du Couteau,” Garen chuckled. “Can pentakill her way through the rift but gets all worked up after two guys fucked her silly.”

“Careful, honey, or you’ll get fucked silly very soon from me,” Katarina said annoyed, now hitting her usual bossy tone with no problem at all. “But I guess, you’re right. I don’t want the rest of the day spent all smeared with your cum…”

She stood up as well and soon, the three were all together in the bathroom, washing and cleaning themselves, the guys not missing the opportunity to get Katarina all soaped up and Katarina not missing the opportunity to get down on her knees again.