Breakfast with the league of legends

Sett felt terrible as he slurped towards the dining room at 7:45am. He hadn’t found much sleep, but the exhaust really did its job. His whole body was sore, like he had run a marathon. He decided to find some real sleep after breakfast. Technically he wouldn’t even go to the dining-room, but Vayne had said, she awaited all of them in there and he swore himself to not fall out of line anymore.

While he walked yawning through the corridors of the mansion, door opened next and after him and more champions followed him. Riven also got out of her room as Sett passed it and as she saw him, she gazed at him surprised.

“I didn’t expect you to be on your feet already,” she greeted him.

Sett didn’t answer, he just made a face.

“How did you get into your bed, though?” Riven asked as she walked with Sett towards the dining-room. “She did exhaust you, right?”

“Yup,” Sett grunted. “And I crawled back…”

“Bullshit,” Riven said baffled. “How?”

“…until Braum helped me,” Sett finished his sentence annoyed.

“Ah,” Riven said, looking kind of relieved. “I already thought…I know you’re a tough guy, but not that tough.”

“I came from the dungeons to his door,” Sett mumbled, half wanting to get some appreciation for his hard efforts. “Then he took me.”

“Blockhead,” Riven shook her head, but smiled. “Did you get some sleep after all?”

“Do I look like I am well rested?” Sett replied annoyed.

“Fair point,” Riven chuckled.

They reached the dining-room and as Sett opened the door, he stood face-to-face with Vayne again. “Morning,” she said with a mild smile. “Take a seat, you two. The buffet starts after a little welcome-speech of mine.”

Sett only muttered something unintelligible and went to an empty chair with Riven. He felt terrible tired and rested his head on his hands and closed his eyes. The blabbering and waffling around him, was far too loud to make him fall asleep, or at least he hoped so.

“Hey Ahri,” Riven said after a while and Sett looked through heavy eye-lids up again. Ahri, in her usual red cloak, came towards their table and smiled at them.

“Slept well?” she asked, with a wink.

“Shut it,” Sett grumbled with a scowl.

“I had a pleasant night, thanks for asking,” Riven replied, ignoring Sett entirely.

“Good,” Ahri smiled and sat on the took the chair next to Sett.

“Morning,” Nidalee’s voice sounded behind them.

Sett answered with a grunt again, as Nidalee sat next to them too. A part of him liked that those three women all decided to sit by him, completely casual. Another part also wanted to fuck them again. But not now and probably also not in a while. Sett just didn’t feel like he was in the mood for steamy sex after the breakfast right away. He needed some sleep.

“Listen, girls…” he said sleepily and yawned right away. “I really appreciate that you sit here with me, but…”

“You are not trying to excuse that you won’t have sex with us right after breakfast, do you?” Riven asked amused.

“Ehm…” Sett muttered, feeling caught. “I…might wanted to say that.”

“You don’t have to,” Ahri said simply. “Really. Take a nap after breakfast. You really look like you need it.”

“As long as I get my milk at some point of the day…” Nidalee grinned.

Before Sett could answer that, Vayne cleared her throat loudly at the door and the room went silent after a few seconds. Every pair of eyes turned to her as she climbed on a chair and widened her arms. She smiled and after the last day, Sett was kind of relieved that Vayne still was able to do such a thing.

“Welcome,” she said friendly. “After two days, everyone found his, her or it way into the mansion, which means the vacation officially can start for everyone.”

Applause and cheers flared in the crowd but Sett didn’t clap his hands. He just gazed hazily through his eyes and noticed that Kayn on the table next to them (sitting there with Shen, Zed, Kennen and Akali) also looked like he had a really short night.

“I think, I might give you a quick overlook over this year’s program,” Vayne announced and took a short paper out of her jacket-pockets. “First things first, I open the pool-area tomorrow, not today. Thanks to Twitch (she gave the enormous rat a grim look) the water of the sewers came into the pools and the cleaning program still is working to get it de-junked again.”

“Sorry, Vayne,” Twitch said apologetically and eyed her gloves carefully. “It was an accident…you know I don’t want any trouble.”

“Anyways,” Vayne said, ignoring the rat entirely. “Tomorrow it should be clean and ready for some fun at the pools. Renekton, Taric, can I expect you for baywatch-duty?”

“Sure thing, Vayne,” Taric said with a wink. He sat on a table with other Targonian aspects like Soraka, Zoe and Pantheon and Sett noticed that Aurelion Sol also was there. The space-dragon was bigger than the whole table, obviously, but not as big as Sett remembered him from the rift. He wondered if Vayne had some sort of shrinking device in her mansion too, so every oversized champion could fit into the rooms as well. The more he looked around, he saw other champions that definitely didn’t had their usual size. Galio, Ornn, Volibear, Cho’Gath, they all were shrunk to a more human-like size.

"I'd love to watch, aslong as I get something to eat up there," Renekton nodded and eyed Gankplank with hungry yellow eyes. "Something raw, or things get messy."

"Don't blame me, last year this degenerated food-vac ate all the raw meat on its own," Gankplank said and pointed at Kog'Maw, who made a sound, something between a growl and a cackle.

“The tournament,” Vayne continued, ignoring them entirely. “Is starting in three days. The list is full and the teams of the group-phase are settled. Draven is your contact, if you have any questions. Furthermore, there will be the concert, which will include K/DA and Pentakill in a week. Maybe even two concerts, depending on how much songs they got.”

Appreciated murmurs sounded through the whole room.

“And we have the spiritblossom-event happening too,” Vayne said and put the piece of paper into her pockets back again. “So be prepared for that one too. That’s for the program. I hope you’ll enjoy your vacation.”

“We surely will!” Draven chimed in with his wide grin and many champions agreed with loud laughter and more applause.

“And even if I won’t stop you to have fun…” Vayne continued loudly and the room went silent again. “I have a few things to say. Little problems first. Tryndamere, if you drag your sword one time over the parquet again, I’ll be sending you the bill.”

“Sorry,” Tryndamere answered and raised his hand to apologize. He sat next to his wife Ashe and a few more Freljordians, who all looked at him amused. “Old habit, ya know…”

“Singed, if you experiment again and blow something up, please report it faster than last year,” Vayne continued, ignoring Tryndamere as well. “Kha’Zix, if you eat anything that you shouldn’t eat, I’ll order you a strict diet. GP, if you annoy Fortune again, I’ll make sure you don’t get to be on the BBQ.”

“She started it,” bellowed Gankplank annoyed,

“Shut it,” Vayne said calmly, before Miss Fortune, who shot him a very daring glance again, could say anything. “There had been enough trouble without you two arguing anyways. Which brings me to the real thing. I am still pissed…”

She hopped off the chair and tapped on her glove again. Now the last voices died and everyone gazed at Vayne, who looked into the crowd grimly. “I warn you all,” she said calmly and quiet and yet every word was crystal clear. “I had to use this twice already. Don’t tempt me to use it again. You have many freedoms in here, but I won’t allow any curses against anyone, Evelynn.”

She pointed at a table behind Sett, who didn’t notice until then that Evelynn was here at all. She sat on a single table with Tahm Kench and looked just as tired and bad-tempered as Sett. She scowled at Vayne and just stared at her long claw-like hands, ignoring the many amused looks from the champions around her. Tahm chuckled and gave her a pat on the shoulders, licking his enormous mouth with his long tongue.

“I also don’t like it, if anyone in here threatens someone outside the arena with ****, Kayn,” Vayne continued and pointed at Kayn. He also just stared at his knees as everyone gazed at him too. Akali next to him made a complete stony face, yet Sett thought he saw some kind of victory in it.

“And I hate it, if anyone in here gets more people involved into shit, which you cause all by yourself, Sett,” Vayne finished and gazed at Sett. He didn’t look away and stared back into her grim face, not wanting to show any weakness.

“This is my last and only warning for this year,” Vayne said and looked around in the silent room. “I have a glove with powers of the rift, I am stocked up and I had been very trigger-happy the last hours. Don’t upset me or you’ll find out soon enough by yourself.”

Silence.

A very long silence, in which Vayne seemed to look at every single champion in the room, making sure that everyone got her message. Then Sett heard little steps behind him and as he looked to the side, he saw Rammus, the armadillo, waddling towards Vayne.

Vayne raised her eyebrows, visibly surprised about this and looked at Rammus as he stopped in front of her. He only reached Vayne to her belt, and looked up under his big shell, with his emotionless face. “Okay,” he grunted and waddled off to the buffet.

Vayne snorted amused and a few other champions chuckled too. “Alright,” Vayne said and waved her hand. “I think, Rammus made all your points clear. Have a fun vacation you all. See you around. Buffet has opened.”

But Sett didn’t fill his plate. He stood up and without a single look back at Ahri, Riven or Nidalee walked straight out of the dining-room, hoping for nothing more than a well-deserved and extensive sleep.

---

“I think, they learned their lesson,” Vayne said with a sly smile and leaned back on her chair.

Lux just took a sip on her drink and nodded.

“Don’t you think, it was a bit too much?” Kai’sa asked frowning. “Evelynn, okay. Kayn, maybe. But Sett? I mean, he didn’t know better.”

“Ignorance is no defence,” Vayne said and raised her eyebrows. “Also, I had to maintain continuity with that.”

“Uh-huh,” Kai’sa muttered. “As long as you don’t hit me with your invented summoner-spells in your gloves.”

“I won't, if you don’t make me angry,” Vayne replied coolly.

“I have enough trouble without you, thank you very much,” Kai’sa grunted with a scowl.

For a moment all three women were silent. Then Kai’sa stood up and gave Lux a pat on the back. “See you soon, Lux. I’m off for a quick nap myself. Vayne.” She left their table and walked off.

“I need to go too,” Vayne said and stood up too. “Thanks again Lux, for helping me with the allocations. It worked out after all.”

“No problem,” Lux said and looked up, trying to put on her usual happy smile. “See you soon, Vayne.”

“Bye,” Vayne winked at her and left too.

Lux watched her for a second and then turned her head away immediately. Vayne had passed the table where her brother Garen sat with Katarina and Talon and the sight of her older brother having Katarina sitting on his lap, kissing her passionately definitely was too much for her right now. She hadn’t slept well and she didn’t like the reason for that circumstance.

Lux was horny. Extremely horny. She felt it in her guts, this tingly feeling that was itching inside her. She was aching to cum since yesterday and it embarrassed her. She never had been this horny and she couldn’t explain it herself. It all had started since she had visited Ahri, got her precautions against a possible pregnancy. She had felt extremely pleasured through the simple touch of Ahri’s fingers and had been halfway on the way to an orgasm, as it had stopped.

Lux hadn’t touched herself since then, mostly because she had been so embarrassed that Sett caught her as she had left Ahri’s room. Especially after she had told him that she hadn’t been so lucky yet to share the bed with someone. Not like the other champions. Gragas probably was the only one, who didn’t leave the dining-room and his cask of ale for the whole time.

Scowling, she gazed into nothingness and was caught by surprise as a hand touched her shoulder. She looked back to see her brother, smiling down at her. “Hey, you alright?” Garen asked frowning, as he saw Lux face.

“Yeah, sure,” Lux replied, replying the smile as good as she could. “You want something?”

“I’m just off for a longish jog around the grounds. Won’t have my phone with me, so if someone seeks me…”

“Alright,” Lux nodded. “See you.”

“Bye, sis,” Garen said, patted her back and walked through the room, not without giving Katarina a little smack on her butt, as he passed by.

Lux quickly looked away, even if she couldn’t stop that an invisible hand seem to **** her for a moment and her stomach hurt immediately.

Why me, she thought grimly and sighed out very loud.

“Anything okay, Lux?” Neeko asked her, as the changeling passed her table a few minutes later.

“Yeah,” Lux said tonelessly, thinking about how many times she had to tell someone this lie.

“You don’t seem okay,” Neeko insisted compassionately and sat next to her. “What’s up?”

“Nothing,” Lux repeated sternly. “Nothing…too important anyhow,” she added.

“Lovesick?” Neeko asked in a mutter.

“No,” Lux said immediately and shook her head. “Just…I don’t know.”

“Lonely?” A third voice asked behind her.

It was Ahri, who sat on the other side of her table now. She smiled at Lux with a warm, yet very compassionate smile. Lux didn’t answer, but she knew her facial expression was way too obvious.

“Lonely?” Neeko repeated surprised. “With all of us here?”

“Lonely at night, right?” Ahri specified and took one of Lux hands in hers.

By the contact of their skins, Lux felt her clit aching to be touched and she closed her eyes, suppressing a gasp of pleasure at the sudden surge of energy that rocked her body. Ahri stared at her.

“Didn’t you come since yesterday?” she asked frowning. “I felt that, Lux.”

Knowing it was impossible to lie now, Lux shook her head, feeling a hotness creeping over her cheeks.

“You didn’t satisfy your urges?” Ahri said under her breath. “Lux. You need to masturbate to make it go away.”

Lux just nodded. “I’ll do it soon,” she said, avoiding to look at Neeko or Ahri.

“You’ll do it right away,” Ahri said, sounding like a scolding mother who talked to her teenaged daughter. “It’s not good to be on edge all the time. Why did you wait that long at all?”

“I…” Lux stammered. “May…I don’t…I think…” But words were unnecessary as Neeko touched her hand now too. In the blink of an eye, her eyes had gone blue, her hair blonde and instead of the leather, she wore her usual robe. Lux stared up into her own eyes and saw the same expression of shame and desire reflected in Neeko’s changed face.

“Oh my god!” the false Lux said and clapped her hands immediately over her mouth.

Lux knew that Neeko just got an insight in her mind and was very thankful that Neeko didn’t scream out the things she thought. Ahri looked from the original Lux to the wrong one, scrutinizing both girls with interest. Then Neeko was back again and stared at Lux bewildered

“You…holy shit,” Neeko mumbled and shook her head confused. “That were…some emotions, damn. And if you ask me,” she added, before Lux could say anything. “He’ll be pleased if you ask him.”

Lux knew that Neeko felt what she felt and that this also included romantic feelings. Nonetheless, she just wanted to Soaz-escape right now, while Neeko and Ahri shared a look and both smiled at her compassionately. The ache in her stomach was very hard now.

“Yeah, I think so too,” Lux said abruptly and stood up. “See you.” And without a single look to anyone in the room, she left.

Ahri and Neeko looked at her while, she passed the several tables until she closed the door behind her. “Who is it?” Ahri asked in a mutter.

“Sett,” Neeko replied and smirked as she saw Ahri’s mild surprise on her face. “Ezreal won’t be happy though.”

“She has a crush on him too now?” Ahri asked, more to herself than to Neeko, her corners of the mouth twitching.

“It seems, she bumped into him after she got her protection from you,” Neeko explained. “And she apparently met him in her first night here at the gym. She liked his kind words there too. So, hopefully, your bed won’t break if she’s joining you too.”

Ahri looked at her, but her gaze was hazy and as she spoke, she chose her words very carefully. “Lux will never…I mean…she is way too shy and polite to frankly ask Sett. Especially because she knows about me, Riven and Nida…”

“Are you planning something already, Ahri?” Neeko asked amused.

“I don’t think she’ll ask him,” Ahri repeated, her blue eyes now staring at the ceiling thoughtfully. “No. But if I…hmm. I might should ask Sett first, if he is interested at all? When he is awake.”

---

“And?” Riven asked Nidalee.

“Asleep, just like Zoe got him with a bubble,” Nidalee replied, rather disappointed. “Not even the chance to get a good-night-kiss.”

“I am sure, he’ll be back to normal, when he slept a few hours,” grinned Riven and winked. “See you, Nida.”

“Bye,” Nida replied and walked off, in direction of the entrance hall once again. Riven closed the door to her room and hopped on her bed.

They had accompanied Sett back to their corridor, Nidalee even walking to his room, definitely trying to get a last blowjob before Sett went into his well-deserved sleep. But Sett just had closed the door and left Nidalee outside, who had listened at the door a few seconds. Now she was off, probably hunting a bit while she couldn’t get her mouth anywhere near Sett’s crotch.

Riven smiled at the ceiling, crossing her arms behind her head. The last evening was still very present in her mind and she already pictured herself again with Nidalee and Ahri, all of them giving Sett something to handle. She didn’t expect that foursome to be that pleasurable at all. Nidalee’s hunger for Sett’s sperm even did the positive effect of giving Riven an enormous climax on top of the sensation of Sett emptying his balls inside her.

Her pussy moistened. Riven roamed one hand over her jeans and bit on her lower lip thoughtfully. A part of her wished, she had invited Nidalee inside her room. This kitten really knew how to lick another girl’s pussy…

Riven kept lying still on her bed, vaguely rubbing her pussy over the fabric of her jeans for a few minutes, then she decided to stop herself. There was plenty enough time to get satisfied and she wanted to share the intimacy with someone. Sett, Nidalee and Ahri preferably. Especially with the beach party, the concert and the aftermath of the tournament in reach, there were much time to satisfy her flowering sexual urges.

The tournament…

At the thought of that, Riven took out a piece of paper out of the back-pocket of her jeans. She had asked Draven at breakfast and he gave her one copy of the full list of combatants at the incoming tournament. She took it out and gave it a look

A smile crossed Riven’s face. These Assassin-fuckers would knock them out themselves hopefully and her own group was tough, but totally beatable. If she wanted to. Last tournament, she let Darius win, because she wanted to have sex with him. This year, she had Sett in her group and Riven felt like she could do it again…but then, she wouldn’t win more.

With the thought of Sett’s angry face as he attacked her under Eve’s influence, Riven smiled grimly and went outside a few minutes later, to get a bit of fresh air herself.