Garen will not falter

“How about a blowjob?” Garen asked Sarah and rolled over on his back. “I’ll get hard again after a while and fuck your sweet pussy until you’re satisfied.”

“That’s my boy,” Sarah cooed excited and crawled over to Garen to get her mouth on his sloppy cock.

“Are you giving up?” Katarina asked Talon, as Sarah sunk down on Garen’s flaccid shaft. Her eyes were nonetheless moving to Garen and Sarah, the flicker in her eyes already returning.

“I don’t think we can go another round, even if we wanted to,” Talon said and looked at Katarina rather grimly.

“Meaning?” Katarina asked a bit perplexed, already raising up to Garen as well.

“Your phone buzzed, while you got filled up with cum,” Talon said nonchalantly and pointed at Katarina’s trousers on the floor.

“You noticed that while you were busy fucking Sarah’s ass full of cum yourself?” Katarina asked frowning.

“I always keep an eye on my environment,” Talon said, his corners of the mouth twitching.

“That’s not a compliment, Talon,” Sarah mentioned, popping her head away from Garen’s cock, who had become much harder by now again. “While you fuck me, I want you to be focused on me.”

“I was,” Talon said shrugging and watched how Katarina took out her phone and looked at the screen. “What did it say?” he added.

“Nice show, but Vayne wants to see you Noxians at 3pm. Better hurry,” Katarina read and looked up to the ceiling. “Fuck you, Akali!” she shouted and gave the ceiling the finger.

“How much time?” Talon asked with an annoyed sigh.

“Half an hour,” Katarina grunted. “Why does she want to see us anyway?”

“Probably giving you all a quick speech about behaving with the Demacians,” Garen said with a smug smile.

“Pff,” Katarina snorted annoyed. “Such a useless conversation already. Aren’t we proof enough that this hostility isn’t there during vacation?”

“Not for Vayne, though,” Garen shrugged, grabbing Sarah’s hair and held her for a second longer in place as she choked on his cock.

“Don’t feel too lucky,” Katarina said with a grim smile to Garen as her phone buzzed again. “Akali sends her regards again and the intel that you have to be there an hour later with all your Demacians.”

“Fine,” Garen rolled his eyes. “See you later than?”

“Absolutely,” Katarina winked at him and dressed up again with Talon, while Sarah was happily slurping all over Garen’s cock.

“Have fun,” Talon said as the two Du Couteaus walked out of the door.

“Yeah, don’t milk him too dry, Fortune,” Katarina added, looking rather longingly at the couple on the bed. “There’s still a night to go.”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” Sarah giggled, as she popped away from Garen’s cock again. “I just want to fuck him one more time to get properly satisfied with his cock.”

Katarina nodded and gave Garen a short glance. He interpreted as: ‘Don’t be all spent, when I am coming back to you’ and gave her a reassuring smile, before she left with Talon through the door.

“Well…” Sarah said to Garen as the door closed again. “How do you feel? Ready to fuck me silly again?” She was lying on her belly, her legs dangling in the air behind her, while Garen’s cock rested on her cheek. Her blue eyes were mesmerizing and Garen felt his slick cock twitch.

“I think so, yes,” he said and knelt up. “Why don’t you turn around, so I can do to you, what I did to Katarina?”

“Wonderful idea,” Sarah cheered and followed his order, turning around on the spot and wiggling her ass invitingly. “You two looked so hot, while you fucked her this way…”

“Count yourself lucky,” Garen said and pulled his cock towards her wet entrance. “You’ll get the same treatment.”

A few minutes later, Garen still fucked Sarah in that position and was yet not ready to cum, even if he fucked her hard and fast. Sarah surely did enjoy his enthusiasm, because she screamed out every sort of dirty words and encouraging sentences, some larded with pirate-references like “Plunder my pussy!”, “I’m soon drowning in your sea of cum!” or “board my body”.

Garen soon prone-boned her into the mattress and Sarah’s yells of joy got muffled as he pressed her with one hand down into the sheets. But he couldn’t keep this position up for too long as he felt the next orgasm approach again and filled Sarah’s pussy soon after that.

“How nice of you to give me a creampie in my pussy too,” Sarah moaned after a while, where Garen just had lied on top of her and his cock throbbed inside Sarah’s wet folds. “Now two of three holes are filled for today.”

“I am sure, you’ll find a third man, who gives you a nice load in this filthy mouth of yours,” Garen chuckled and rolled off her.

“Excuse me, Mister,” Sarah said with played outrage, grinning at the sweaty Garen next to her. “Filthy mouth? I am a lady.”

“A lady who yells ‘Wreck my pussy like a battering ram on a ship’?” Garen asked with a chuckle.

“Well, maybe I got a bit excited there,” Sarah agreed grinning. “But it worked out after all, right?” She touched her pussy and as she pulled her finger away, a long string of white sperm followed her. “You better leave soon, though,” she added with a sigh. “Or Vayne gets angry at you too.”

“Is she already that bad-tempered yet?” Garen asked, as he slipped from the bed and went to dress himself up again.

“Yep,” Sarah confirmed and gave him a knowing look. “Evelynn happened.”

“Already?” Garen asked confused. “After last year?”

“One of the newcomers in here, didn’t know about the dangers, when he sleeps with her,” Sarah explained and went towards the showers now. “He is fine though. Until Vayne hits him with her gadgets,” she added and Garen sighed.

“Yep,” he muttered, thinking about Vayne’s special gauntlet which allowed her to use any item and summoner spell from the rift in here. “She plays unfair in here. Well then. See you.”

He waved her hand at the naked Miss Fortune, who blew him a kiss and then went out of the room, heading towards Vayne’s office. He met no one on the way until he was in front of the right room, where Quinn, Jarvan, Xin Zhao and Poppy already waited.

“Hey there,” Garen said, hoping secretly that he wouldn’t look rather normal and not like he just came twice like a fountain in two different pussies.

“What’s up, Garen,” Quinn greeted him, leaning against the wall. “Any idea what Vayne wants from us?”

“Probably telling us not to seek trouble with the Noxians in here,” Garen shrugged.

“That’s so bullshit,” Xin Zhao huffed annoyed. “We are not the ones who cause all that trouble.”

“Yeah, she should tell Draven to shut up,” Jarvan added.

The next minutes they spent waiting and chatted about their journey to the mansion and their latest matches on the rift. The rest of the Demacian champions joined them, including Fiora, Galio (who had been shrunk to a more human size), Lucian and Senna, Sona, Shyvana and last but not least Garen’s sister Lux, who came by just as the door to Vayne’s office opened.

“Hi,” she greeted Garen hastily as a bunch of Noxian champions left Vayne’s office.

“Hey, where have you been?” Garen asked her, winking at Katarina as she came by. “Usually, you are the most punctual person I know?”

“I was…busy,” Lux said defensively, not searching eye-contact with him.

“Busy?” Garen repeated interested, but before he could ask her more, Vayne ordered all of them inside.

As expected, she gave them a long speech about behaviour and not getting triggered by Draven’s comments in any way. She also expatiated long about the consequences if someone would step out of the line and closed with the order that everyone had to appear tomorrow at 8am at breakfast.

“Are you giving us that same speech again there?” Galio asked with a big yawn.

“No, obviously not,” Vayne said grumpily. “I’ll get to that tomorrow. For now, I’ll warn you all to behave. No accidental fires, Shyvana, no disputes with Thresh, Lucian…”

“Keep him on a leash and I won’t complain,” Lucian replied annoyed. Senna patted him on the shoulder, giving him a loving smile.

“…and please look after Valor this time, Quinn,” Vayne concluded.

“He is a bird after all and can take a shit where ever he wants,” Quinn replied with a frown.

“Yeah, but maybe not inside your room, Quinn,” Vayne said and rolled her eyes. “He is allowed to fly, you know? Well then. I think that was all for today, you can leave now.”

Chatting and united in confusion about Vayne’s bad temper already at the first day, the Demacians made their way back to their rooms, which were spread all across the mansion.

“Wait a second, Garen,” he heard Quinn as he headed to his room on the first floor.

“Yeah?” he asked and turned around.

Quinn waited until Sona had flown by on her levitating keyboard device, absently playing a melody on her keys, glaring thoughtfully at the ceiling.

“Where is your third wheel?” Quinn asked in an undertone. “Fucking his step-sister or doing a parkour outside?”

“Find out for yourself, I have no idea,” Garen shrugged. “You’ll have to find him.”

“I will,” Quinn smiled at him. “Or at least, Valor will.”

She winked and left into the west wing. Garen chuckled and went to his own room, half expecting Katarina waiting there for him. He actually wasn’t quite sure if he could satisfy her needs now, after he pumped her full of his cum three times already. He still was bound to human limits and so was Talon.

“Poor Talon,” he murmured to himself as he entered his empty room. “Quinn surely wants to have something of that cock too…”

Garen went to his phone and looked on the screen. As he saw that he got a message from Katarina, he smiled and read it: ‘Short break till diner? Don’t want to ruin that cock of yours’, followed by a single emoji with a tongue stuck out.

‘Appreciated, babe’ Garen texted back. ‘Even though you are the one getting ruined by it’ smug face emoji.

‘In your dreams’ came the immediate answer back. ‘I’ll rock your world after diner, you’ll see’.

Grinning Garen posted a single thumbs-up and his thoughts immediately went about Katarina moaning and grinding on his lap. But with his anticipation, he also felt a little concern dwelling in his stomach.

Katarina’s sex-drive was insane during vacation, maybe just as bad as Miss Fortune’s. Even with Talon’s help they barely managed to keep her satisfied and once they were spent it always felt a bit like Katarina was ready to go again and again. Garen didn’t want to show any weakness and at the same moment had suddenly a worry-line on his face. It was the first real day at vacation and already he was doubting that he could be there all the time for Katarina. But he wanted to be there for her, he wanted to be as permanent available for any sexual contact as she was, or Sarah, or Evelynn, or Ahri…

Garen suddenly had an idea and instead of showering, which he had planned originally, so he went outside in the corridor and walked from his room to the other side of the mansion, into the east corridor. He knew, it was rude to knock on that door on the first day of vacation, but he had to ask her.

“Come in?” came Ahri’s voice from inside.

Garen entered and immediately raised his hands. “I know, I shouldn’t be here, you’re busy,” he said apologetically.

Ahri sat with her legs crossed on her bed and smiled with mild surprise at him. Her blue orb, she used to throw in the rift was levitating over her right hand, which she had raised as Garen entered. “Well, I certainly didn’t expect you here,” she said friendly. “But you’re welcome for now. I am almost done with my job. Just a few women didn’t get their protection yet.” She snapped with her fingers and the blue orb disappeared, which Garen interpreted as good sign.

“Okay good,” he said and closed the door behind him. “I just wanted to ask something.”

“Ask away,” Ahri replied and tilted her head slightly to the right, watching Garen intently.

“I just…ehm…I think there’s no way to put this in decent words, so I just speak it out loud,” Garen said plainly. “So, I want to fuck with Katarina…”

“What a surprise,” Ahri chuckled.

“I already have fucked her three times today,” Garen added, feeling a warmth creep on to his face. “And MF.”

“Are you trying to break some sort of record?” Ahri asked, mildly amused. “You have tough competition, though,” she added with a wink.

“I am trying to satisfy Katarina,” Garen explained. “But I am…well, a bit worried that I might not be able to.”

Ahri didn’t reply to that, she just smiled at Garen.

“So, I’ve come to ask, if you might - you know - do anything against it,” Garen concluded. “I know your magic does certain things…” he continued as Ahri didn’t answer and just kept smiling. “So if you have any idea…”

“I have,” Ahri said calmly. “But first of all, I am delighted that you care so much about Katarina’s well-being and her sexual needs. Very attentive of you, indeed.”

“Thanks,” Garen said. “How would you help me?”

“Oh, you know…” Ahri said and her smile turned into a smug grin. “There’s no way to put it in decent words so, I’ll tell you right away: You get a little charmed by me, fuck me silly, cum like a fountain in your third woman this day and leave this room. For the next few days, you shouldn’t have problems being ready for Katarina’s needs. Or those of anyone else in here.” She smiled at Garen, who stared at her thoughtfully.

“How strong will this charm gonna be?” he asked carefully. He was well aware of Ahri’s powers and didn’t want to be knocked out for the next few hours.

“A little one,” Ahri shrugged. “You’ll experience a trance, which will make you horny and ready to go. I won’t overdo it, promised.”

Garen nodded and reached out with his hand. Ahri smiled, slipped from her bed and shook hands with him.

“I trust you Ahri,” Garen said, looking down into her azure-blue eyes. “Don’t mess this up, or Katarina will be angry at both of us.”

“Don’t you worry, Garen,” Ahri said. “I know what I am doing. You didn’t had sex with Evelynn, though?” she added and suddenly looked rather worried.

“Why should I?” Garen asked bemused. “Do I look really that dumb to you? Who would want to have sex with Evelynn after last year?”

“Yeah,” Ahri muttered and suddenly she looked quite depressed. “Who would be that dumb?”

“Everything alright?” Garen asked, now a bit more worried.

“Hmm? Oh, yes, sorry,” Ahri said and shook her head, if she wanted to scare away a fly. “I just…ehm…busy day. You’re ready?”

“Let’s do it,” Garen nodded.

“Alright then…” They looked each other in the eyes and Ahri took his head in her hands. “…relax…” she whispered as her eyes turned pink for just a second.

It was like someone opened a window for air to come in, because Garen felt a breeze tickling his hair and nose. At the same time, a wonderful scent invaded his nostrils and he closed his eyes to breathe it all in. It reminded him simultaneously at the smell of his room at home, the smell of a freshly forged sword and this wonderful smell of Katarina’s hair, when he kissed her gently.

But as Garen opened his eyes, he forgot about this strange circumstance, because Ahri had removed her clothes from her body and stood naked in front of him.

The next thing Garen knew was that he was lying on Ahris bed and she bounced up and down his cock, moaning and whispering his name in a soothing, caring way, which made him only go harder and faster. He felt himself cumming once, maybe twice, maybe it was just one big orgasm all the time. Every cell in his body was made for this pleasure he felt as he fucked Ahri there on the bed and got completely lost in this beautiful body.

As the desire to fuck Ahri stopped, Garen was a bit dizzy from pleasure and confused on top. For a moment he wasn’t sure if he had dreamt or if it really happened. But the Ahri, who lied curled up on his chest, her nine tails embracing both of them like a blanket was too real to be a dream and also Garen felt his sperm dripping down his shaft, which was still halfway around Ahri’s pussy.

“You’re back already?” Ahri asked in a mutter, raising her head slightly.

“Yeah…” Garen said, breathing heavily. “That was…intense…whoa…how…ehm…how long did we…?”

“Three minutes, I think?” Ahri said and rolled off his chest.

“Three minutes?” Garen asked disbelievingly. “It felt like an hour.”

“Well, I am glad, that you liked it,” Ahri giggled and slipped her finger into her wet folds getting her fingers all sticky with Garen’s cum. “But I assure you, it was just a few minutes. I also can assure you…” and she took her sloppy fingers to her hands and licked it all off. She made a happy moan and nodded. “I can also assure you, that my spell did its job. Tasty.”

“We’ll see about that, I guess,” Garen said and raised from the bed. “Thanks a lot Ahri. For everything.”

“I have to thank you,” Ahri said and grinned. “Do you know how horny I’ve been this whole day? Touching women down there all day long, does something to you if you know what I mean.”

“I can believe that,” Garen chuckled and pulled his trousers back on. “See you soon, Ahri. And…” he added with a frown. “Don’t tell Talon, though.”

“I won’t,” Ahri chuckled and blew him a kiss. “See you, Garen. And have fun with your Noxian friends.”

Garen waved his hand and opened the door, leaving Ahri’s room again. He just had closed the door behind him as he heard steps coming from the entrance hall and looked to the side. Dressed in her usual grey tunic and the cloak around her neck, Fiora Laurent was strutting towards him, her eyebrow’s nearly disappearing in her black and pink hair.

“Zis is not your room,” she said in her heavy accent. It wasn’t a question, it was a remark.

“No, you’re right,” Garen agreed. “I’ve had to ask Ahri a question, but you can go inside now.”

“Asking a question?” Fiora repeated and clicked with her tongue. “You’re so bad at lying. Even worse than in swordfight.”

“Hey, don’t get personal,” Garen said and crossed his arms around his chest. “Ask her herself, when you go in there and get your protection. Because you’ll need it, you can’t parry everything that cums on you.”

“Is zis supposed to be a challenge?” Fiora asked with a grin.

“We can make it a challenge,” Garen replied, returning the smile. “But I am not sure if I want to have sex with you, if you’re that annoying.”

“Rude,” Fiora said, but still grinned at him. “I’ll teach you a lesson in be’aviour soon enough. Tomorrow, after lunch, my room. And bring zis girlfriend of yours with you. Wear your uniform. Both of you,” she added and winked at Garen, before she opened the door to Ahri’s room and he heard her say: “Bonjour, Ahri. ‘ope you can ‘elp me?”

“Oh, she surely can, Fiora,” Garen muttered and went back to his room, his mind already full with thoughts about the following day, which mostly limited to Fiora in a tight, black dress and glasses and a horny Katarina with pink hair in a very short skirt.