The trio finds new fortune after lunch

After the shower, which had taken much more time than usual, it was nearly lunch-time and they decided to walk down together to eat.

In the dining room Garen got greeted by Jarvan and with a last wink to Katarina, he went to a table, where Xin Zhao and his sister Lux, already were eating. Katarina and Talon went to the opposite of the room and sat next to LeBlanc and Swain, who were in a deep conversation. Talon muttered something about “getting food” and went to the buffet, so Katarina sat down next to Swain.

“…completely unnecessary,” Swain just finished his sentence with a grim face.

“It’s a bit hypocritical, but nothing to be angry about,” LeBlanc replied, greeting Katarina with a quick wink of her hand. “Talk with Vayne. She’ll talk to him and he will give you access to these books.”

“It’s preposterous that I’ll need to beg Vayne for anything,” Swain said outraged and gave the next table a dark look.

Katarina followed it and saw that Ryze was talking with Viktor about something.

“Vayne’s house, Vayne’s rules,” Katarina grinned. “Is the mighty Jericho Swain not able to get access to the library?”

“Careful, Du Couteau,” Swain replied grimly and stood up. “I’ll see you all later.”

“Somebody is pissed,” Talon said unimpressed, as Swain walked pompously out of the room.

“Ryze is denying him access to the library,” LeBlanc chuckled. “You know, how careful he is about that. Probably still convinced that someone could find a book about old and dark rituals in there and that Swain would **** it. A little bit overreacting maybe, but…” But she interrupted herself as a booming voice behind Kata shouted: “Well, do we have a noxian party-table over here?”

Draven had arrived and sat down next to Kata, grinning as wide as usual. Next to him, Darius came closely behind him and looked even grumpier than usual.

“You just made it one,” Talon said, screwing up his nose as Draven put his boots on the table and crossed his arms behind his head.

“Nothing against a little bit of patriotism, huh?” Draven grinned and looked over his shoulder towards the demacian table. “Those blue sword-fuckers over there also sit together like a war-council! Watcha doing there, Dem-ass-ians?” He shouted to them.

Most eyes immediately went to Draven and Darius sighed annoyed. Draven loved attention and usually teased and offended anyone, he met.

“Planning to shut your mouth,” Garen responded loudly, giving Draven the finger.

“Oh-ho-ho!” Draven laughed, his grin maybe even wider than before. Katarina couldn’t help herself but be amazed about the fact, how much teeth Draven could show, if he wanted to. “Somebody’s looking for trooouble!”

“Yeah, you!” Jarvan responded with a grim smile. “But since you are too scared to face me at the tournament…”

“Ah, glad you mentioned it!” Draven said eagerly, stood up from his chair and dramatically got a single piece of paper out of his waistcoat. “The tournament! Anyone in here is invited, as usual, but be quick and get your place or you’ll get counterpicked baaadly!”

The next few minutes Draven was occupied with filling out his little participant list, as many champions came to him and signed up. During that time, Draven at least didn’t insult or offend anyone, he was too busy writing the names down.

“Well, that was fast,” Draven said after fifteen minutes with a satisfied smile. “It’s gonna be fun this year. You’re against Riven and Alistar, bro,” he added with a look to Darius, who spent most of the time eating.

“A woman who kicked your butt and a cow who likes to stampede on someone,” Darius grinned. “Hopefully the last competitor will be more of a challenge.”

“Anyone of you interested in a participation?” Draven asked and eyed Talon, Katarina and LeBlanc who all shook their head.

“Lame,” Draven and made a fake pouting-face.

“I didn’t come here to have fights and little skirmishes,” Katarina said bored.

“No?” Draven said with obvious played surprise.

“No,” Katarina said and eyed him suspiciously. “I came here to…”

“Get fucked,” Draven interrupted her chuckling and elbow-checked Talon in his side. Talon just snorted, but ignored Draven. LeBlanc and Darius both shared an amused look.

“Have a little bit free time,” Katarina finished her sentence, smiling at Draven, though her eyes shot daggers. “And yes. Getting fucked is also part of that. But instead of you, Draven, I know my limits and don’t get knocked out by it.” She put on a triumphant smile, knowing exactly that Draven was way too proud of himself to accept that she was absolutely right. On the last vacation Draven tried to win a sexual battle with Evelynn, he naturally lost. Ahri had to intervene to seperate them and thus Draven got knocked out by too much magic influences on his mind and body.

“Hey, I didn’t get knocked out directly…” Draven said, still smiling, even if it looked a bit off. “I mean I got Eve and Ahri at the same time in my bed, I won’t complain.”

“Oh sure, because that had been your plan, all along,” LeBlanc giggled, while the others on the table also laughed.

“Hey, I am seeing the positive,” Draven said. He tried his best to sound as trivial as possible about that incident, but it didn’t work out quite.

“I am positive that you have been the dumbest man alive,” Katarina mocked Draven. “Trying to overcome Evelynn during sex…who has a more intense sex-drive than her?”

“I’ll think, someone is sitting right in front of me,” Draven said back, wiggling his eyebrows.

“And another one is coming just through the door,” LeBlanc mentioned with a sly smile, before Katarina could answer that.

Everyone on the table looked towards the door and watched how Sett and Miss Fortune came simultaneously through the door.

“He he,” Draven grinned. “Someone had been busy already…”

“Are you surprised?” Darius asked bored. He usually didn't gossip or boasted with the fact with which woman he had sex during vacation and mostly was annoyed about the many comments of his little brother, who always teased anyone with it.

“No, not at all, bro,” Draven grinned. “Slutty Fortune…and Sett, the Boss, is making himself already a name too, it seems.”

“Don’t call her slut, or you’ll regret it,” Talon said warningly.

“Why?” Draven asked frowning, yet grinning. “Is that a challenge?”

“An appeal to your manners, Draven,” Talon replied coolly.

“You know, who you’re talking to, right, Talon-help-me-stepbro-Du-Couteau?” Draven grinned. "Manner? Me?"

“It’s hopeless, you know that,” Darius chimed in and rolled his eyes towards Talon. “Don’t encourage him.”

“Yes,” Talon said to Draven, ignoring Darius. “Nonetheless, I wouldn’t be so loudmouthed about the fact that someone here enjoys sex with more partners than one.”

“I’m not loudmouthed,” Draven grinned. “Just a little pain in the neck.”

“You’re far worse than that,” Katarina said bored, while LeBlanc rolled her eyes. “Just keep your misogynistic comments for yourself or you’ll have a problem with me too.”

“Oh no, not the fierce red-head Katarina wants to intimidate me,” Draven said sarcastically and laughed. “But I beg your pardon, lady two-Couteau. I am not…”

*bang*

Draven interrupted himself as a shot echoed through the dining-room. He wasn’t the only one though: Every pair of eyes went to the source of the noise, which came from Miss Fortune who stood next to her chair and aimed his pistol at Gangplank, who also had his own pistol raised. Both pirates looked at each other in deep hatred for the other one.

“Do that again, and ya’ll get what you deserve!” GP shouted.

“You call me a whore again and I’ll shoot you down at the tournament!” MF yelled, her beautiful face looking very dangerous right now.

“Well, he isn’t that wrong about you, is he?” Draven chimed in with laughter.

Darius made a groan of annoyance and Katarina also stared at him warningly. Draven didn’t seem to care about that and not even about the fact that MF now aimed at him too with her other pistol.

“Careful, Draven, or you’ll casting this year’s tournament from your bed,” MF hissed angrily.

“Careful Fortune, or I’ll chop yours into pieces,” Draven grinned. “And where do you meet your many friends then?”

“And you’re a filthy little poser, who should be happy, if he gets anyone to have sex with you at all!” Miss Fortune yelled furiously.

“No need for bloodshed, anyone,” Braum chimed in, before anyone could say anything. The big man sat on a table with Sejuani and Nunu and smiled his usual smile. “We all know what happens if you do anything outside the tournament. Leave them be Fortune.”

“Not until this sack of filth apologizes!” MF growled, pointing both her guns at GP. “Now!”

“I warn you Draven,” Katarina hissed, just so loud that only Draven and the rest of noxians could hear her. “If MF is not hurting you, I’ll do it.”

“Just poking the dragon a bit in the eye,” Draven replied, in the same undertone. His eyes were fixed on Sarah, if she was a low-life target only a flash away to kill for over a dozen stacks.

“This is not a fight you’ll win, pal,” Darius grumbled annoyed. "Leave them be."

“Yeah, those dragons will burn you,” LeBlanc muttered, while Braum, who already had grabbed the armrests of his chair, ready to throw, said in his usual kind voice: “No need for escalation, guys. You know, it isn’t wise to shoot at each other in here.”

“You won’t shoot me, little girl,” GP laughed spitefully. “But fine: Sorry that I called’ya a whore. Happy?”

MF didn’t look happy at all, but she sat down too and soon the usual chattering filled the room again.

“Happy too?” Draven asked Katarina after a few moments of silence, who glared at him grimly.

“About your comment? No,” she said coolly.

“Hey, I had the decency to stop,” Draven said patronizingly.

“Pff. Decency,” Darius said and shook his head. “You’ll deserve a few punches for that, bro.”

“Talking about punching,” Draven said, who looked over his shoulder and suddenly grinned very wide again. “Look, who is coming.”

It was Sett, who also wanted to participate in the tournament. He had a quick conversation with Darius and Draven about the rules, then he signed up in the same group as Darius, before he left with a big smile on his face.

“Challenge enough?” Draven asked his brother as Sett was gone.

“Should be fun,” Darius agreed. “Although he isn’t that much of a challenge.”

“Don’t say this too early,” LeBlanc said with a mysterious smile.

“Yeah, yeah, good at boxing, I know,” Darius scoffed and made a dismissive wave with his hand. “But this isn’t the rift.”

They sat together for a few more minutes, than Darius, Draven and LeBlanc all left on after the other to their rooms. Katarina and Talon kept sitting there and spent the next minutes bragging about Draven’s manners until Garen came from the demacian table to them and sat down next to Katarina.

“What’s the plan for the rest of the day?” he asked casually and put an arm around Katarina.

“Fuck?” she asked innocently. “If that’s okay with you?”

“Sure, babe,” Garen grinned. “Talon?“

„I admire your stamina,“ Talon replied with a wink. “Both of yours.”

“Oh come on, don’t say this little bit of fucking earlier did exhaust you that much,” Katarina said frowning.

“Let’s just say, I need a bit of a motivation to go all the way down with you,” Talon shrugged.

“Motivation, huh?” Katarina grinned. “I think, I know some.” She raised her arm and snapped with her fingers. “Hey! MF?”

Miss Fortune, who just had walked by, probably to get some dessert, stopped by their table and put on her brightest smile. “Well, well, well, the trio called for a captain?” she asked and winked at Garen.

“If you want to let us in your ship?” Garen replied with a chuckle.

“Oh, I would love to,” Miss Fortune replied. “Just finished with eating and ready to get some dessert. I’ll meet you three in my room.”

She winked again and after she had taken away her plate and the cutlery from her lunch, she walked without no further talking out of the dining room. Garen watched her swaying ass with a slight smile as she passed them and blowing them a kiss.

“Shall we?” Katarina asked and stood up as well, eyeing Garen with an unreadable expression on her face.

“Motivation enough,” Talon said with a wink and stood up as well.

Garen laughed and followed the two noxians out of the dining-room, overhearing the whistle from a amused looking Jarvan and ignoring the strange look on his sisters face as he walked behind Katarina and Talon.

The door to Sarah Fortunes room was already ajar as the trio reached the second floor and Katarina didn’t waste a second with an announcing knock on the door. The red-headed pirate-lady smiled at them, as they entered, her leather-top already thrown over the couch. Seeing her standing near the bed, with a bra that didn’t do much to hide her big boobs, Garen felt his cock stiffening right away.

“How much time do you have?” Sarah asked casually to Katarina.

“We’re not in a rush,” Kata replied with a smug smile.

“Wonderful,” Sarah said and her eyes beamed between Talon and Garen. “So…which one of you guys is my first?”

“Has it to be a guy?” Katarina asked with her most seducing voice.

Sarah’s eyes blinked to her and her smile got wider, as Kata also threw her top over her head and on the couch.

“Now, where you mentioned it…” she said and winked at Garen.

“They have still so much clothes to get rid off,” Kata said and looked over her shoulder with a sultry smile. “Let’s warm us up and let them watch.”

“You go, girls,” Garen said, his eyes fixed on Katarina’s ass, as she pulled her pants to the floor and revealed her panties.

Sarah giggled and sat on her bed, where Kata joined her in just her underwear and also removed Sarah’s pants. Both red-heads now barely with anything on their voluptuous bodies knelt on the bed and embraced each other, sharing one very long and passionate kiss.

Completely entranced by the sight of these two beauties making out in front of him, Garen started to undress himself slowly, his cock already straining against his sweatpants and boxers. Talon next to him also was too absorbed with the sight of Katarina and Sarah, slowly kissing and roaming their hands over their skin. Seeing Katarina kissing a girl, the way she used to kiss him had something very erotic for itself.

Only in his boxers now, Garen slowly walked towards the bed, Talon following his lead. Sarah, who groped at Katarina’s breasts interrupted her kissing and eyed Garen and Talon with a smug smile on her face.

“Still deciding…” she said sultry. “Which one of him tastes better?” she asked to Katarina.

“Find out for yourself,” Katarina said invitingly and turned towards Garen, getting on all fours and crawling towards him. Sarah gave her ass a little spank, before she turned to Talon and for her part, crawled to him.

Katarina didn’t waste much time as she reached Garen and devoured his cock in her mouth, the moment she had freed his manhood from his boxers. Garen put his head back and sighed into the ceiling as he felt her mouth for the third time this day enveloped around his shaft, working his pole as hard and fast as she could. Garen pushed everything around him out of his mind again, as Katarina started to moan sultry between every slurp down on his shaft. Because she didn’t had say anything yet too, he stroked through her red hair and led her head up and down again.

But just as it felt to begin really good, he heard Sarah’s voice saying: “Switch” and Katarina retreated her mouth from his cock.

Garen looked to his side, where Talon had gotten the same treatment as Garen. Katarina crawled over to Talon on the bed, but Sarah slipped off from it, kissed Talon deeply, before she came over to Garen with a big smile on her face, opening her bra and throwing it away.

“Sit please,” she said sweetly and pointed at the bed. “Thought you’ll like these puppies here,” she added and grabbed her breasts.

“Is there anyone, who disliked them?” Garen asked with a smug smile as he sat on the bed.

“Not really,” Sarah chuckled as she knelt down and positioned herself between Garen’s legs. “Although, Mundo once sucked them in his mouth so hard, I thought he would want to suck them away…”

Garen laughed, though he tried his best not to think about Mundo and Sarah getting even more than on second base in here. It was quite a disturbing image in his head. Luckily for him, Sarah made it not difficult to bring him on other ideas, as she put his cock between her tits and started to bounce them up and down his pole. Garen bit his lip as Sarah grinned up at him, her blue eyes shining with a similar hunger, Katarina always had in her eyes when she had sex with Garen.

Katarina was lying on the bed, bobbing her head up and down Talon’s shaft, who still stood in front of the bed and visibly had problems to control himself. His face twitched in a mixture of pleasure and agony as Katarina worked his shaft with her mouth and massaged his balls with her other hand.

Katarina suddenly popped her head away from him and positioned herself in front of him, spreading her legs to give Talon direct access to her pussy. Talon didn’t need her words “Fuck me hard, babe” to understand what she was desiring and plowed into her with a deep grunt. Katarina pulled his head to hers and kissed him deeply as Talon started to fuck Katarina with hard thrusts.

Garen was still too entranced with Sarah’s titjob in front of him to really pay attention to their love-making, but as Katarina started to moan into Talon’s mouth, Sarah also was not longer satisfied with his cock only between her tits.

She smiled at Garen as she stood up and sat on his lap, kissing him just as deep as Katarina would kiss him. Her big tits pressed against his chest as she slid oved his cock, moistening it with her pussy-juice.

Not breaking the kiss, she reached down, grabbed Garen’s cock and shoved it into her waiting pussy. Both of them moaned in pleasure as Garen stretched her out and Sarah took all of him into her. She didn’t hesitate to bounce on his cock right away, breaking the kiss with Garen and staring deeply into his eyes.

“Oh yeah, I wanna milk that cock dry,” she hissed in a very sexy deep voice. “I’ll make you explode, honey. You’ll fucking paint me with your seed…”

“Do you really think I am this close?” Garen asked her through gritted teeth.

“Not yet,” Sarah giggled and her eyes beamed with desire. “But don’t you worry. We’re getting there…ah…faster…than…you…fuck…think.” The last words were interrupted by a couple of moans by herself, as she smacked her ass so hard up and down, Garen felt like he speared her with his cock.

“Don’t be too quick, Sarah,” Katarina said from the side. “I want some of him inside me too.” She still was lying on her back, her legs over Talon’s shoulders, who hammered insider her just as vigorously as Sarah bounced on Garen’s cock. Her hands played with her tits and she

“Don’t you worry, Kata,” Garen grunted, who now had both hands full with Sarah’s soft butt. “I’ll fuck that pussy of yours silly, once Talon got enough.”

“I don’t know if I ever will have enough,” Talon muttered, which made Katarina laugh between her moans.

Sarah giggled as well and finally slowed down her bouncing-pace and gave Katarina and Talon an amused smile. “You three are so messed up,” she declared and yelped euphoric as Garen gave her ass a little smack after that comment. “I love it. Talon? You’re ready for some ass?” She slipped of Garen’s cock and gave herself a little smack on the hips.

Talon’s eyes blinked towards her and the answer could be read out by that look alone. He pulled out of Katarina, who sat up now and watched how Sarah went crawled on the opposite side of the bed and wiggled her ass invitingly.

“Choose wisely,” she warbled. “Because you are gonna cum in one of those holes.”

Talon didn’t need long consideration. The moment her stood behind Sarah, he grabbed his cock and shoved it between her asscheeks.

Katarina had rolled over on her belly and now stood up as well, propping herself up, so she was on the same height as Sarah. The two red-heads kissed again as Talon slowly pushed his cock back and forth into Sarah’s asshole. Garen on the other side of the bed also hadn’t been idle and had reached Katarina, the moment Sarah started to moan into Katarina’s mouth as Talon thrusted into her ass.

“You want some ass too, huh?” Katarina asked with a sultry look over her shoulder. Her green eyes seem to burn with lust once again.

“I had already,” Garen remembered her. “I am fine with that wet pussy of yours.” He didn’t waste any more time and shoved his cock into Katarina’s tight slit in front of him. After the pleasure of Sarah’s tight pussy around him, he was quite impressed about the fact how much tighter Katarina squeezed his shaft inside her.

Soon the four champions were moaning and gasping in ecstasy as they continued to fuck in this position. Talon had gripped tightly around Sarah’s waist and gave her ass a good spank from time to time, while his cock rammed into her asshole almost entirely. Sarah met any of Talons thrust with a sharp gasp or a moan, while she praised his cock inside her asshole and counted a various number of places, where he should shoot his load (inside or on her, it changed from thrust to thrust). Garen on the other side had grabbed Katarina by the hair with one hand and pulled her back into his chest, so she knelt on the bed. With his other arm around her frontside, he groped at her breasts, while he hammered in rapid speed into her gushing pussy. Katarina had one hand around Garen’s arm and clenched it into, so he probably would have scars where her nails sunk into his flesh. With the other hand she rubbed her clit, which made her tremble in his arms.

They were all fucking so wildly with each other that it was just a matter of time until Garen felt the undeniable building up in his core.

“Gonna fill you up,” he announced with a growl into Katarina’s ear.

“Fucking claim that pussy,” she hissed back. “Fill me up, baby…please…”

That simple word at the end, between all her moans and gasps was enough for Garen. With a almost unhuman growl, his load exploded in Katarina’s womb and with every shot, Garen felt like if he died right now, it was worth it all along.

On the other side of the bed, Sarah and Talon also had reached their climax and between loud encouraging moans for Talon he also came and shot most inside of Sarah’s gaping asshole. Then he stumbled back and fell onto the couch, his cock twitching with the last aftershocks of his orgasm.

Garen still stood, his cock buried in Katarina’s pussy and kind of enjoyed the sloppy seconds. But he also saw stars and as freed herself gently from his grasp he fell next to her on the bed and closed his eyes for a second as he caught his breath.

Katarina lied next to him and Garen enjoyed the sound of her soft moans, between her deep breathes. She reached with one hand for his hair and stroked it gently. ‘Good job’ it appeared to say for Garen and he opened one eye. Katarina looked at him with a happy smile and that look alone made Garen’s stomach jump.

“Damn,” Sarah moaned next to them. She also lied on her belly, her ass still up in the air. “I can feel it running over my thighs. Phew, that was a lot. And here I thought my E is called ‘Make it rain’…” She giggled at her own joke and turned around on her back, looking towards Katarina and Garen. “You two had fun as well?”

“Aye, captain,” Katarina muttered hazily.

“Well, I am glad, you’re feeling relaxed now,” Sarah said and sat up straight. Her eyes wandered over Talon on the couch, who looked like pretty exhausted, his cock still leaking a bit of cum, then to Garen who still laid there on his belly and Katarina who gently stroked his hair.

“But, damn, you three are spent already,” she said, with a mixture of amusement and disappointment on her face.

“After that much sex, everyone would be exhausted,” Garen pointed out, slowly raising his eyes.

“So…” Sarah said and pouted at him. “Not a second round? I let you cum in my pussy or my tits, if you want?