The morning goes on for all those, who weren’t exhausted during the night

Riven left the mansion through the front-door and walked down the gravel-path into the big, blossoming gardens. She saw Ivern and Daisy, strolling over a big green meadow, followed by Lulu and her friend Pixie. Riven heard their happy, cheerful voices, as she went along the path, towards a little sea.

“Such a wonderful rhododendron!” Ivern cheered as he passed a bush. “Such fascinating flowers over there! Oh and Vayne had followed my wish and gave the squirrels a new home in this old oak over there!”

“Squirrels!?” Lulu said excitedly. “Oh how wonderful, I need to see their homes!”

“Daisy can lift you up, my dear!” Ivern said beaming with excitement too. “Or maybe some other champion, if someone else is interested to see those fascinating creatures in their natural habitat.”

Not interested in a meeting with squirrels, nor with a longer conversation with Lulu or Ivern, Riven took a quick jog until she didn’t hear them anymore. Instead, she heard something else. A sweet, yet sad melody by a flute that reminded her so much of Ionia.

Knowing very well, who must play the flute, she stopped to jog and turned her steps away from the little lake she originally wanted to see. Riven followed a desire path into the near forest and enjoyed the music, that grew louder and louder, the closer she came. The trees parted and she stood on a little clearing, where a few mossy rocks were piled on a little heap. On the biggest one leaned the man with his flute, playing a sad melody. His long hair was bound into a thick ponytail as per usual and the katana stuck in the soil in front of him. As Riven came to him, Yasuo looked up and his eyes beamed at her.

“Hey, Yas,” Riven greeted him as she was in hearing range. “Can I ask you something?”

Yasuo ended his song with a long tone and put his flute down. “Sure,” he said, scrutinizing her with an interested look on his face that always had something of regret, remorse and silent anger.

“You remember last year?” Riven asked bluntly.

Yasuo looked at her, his expression completely unreadable. “Yes,” he said slowly. “Why?”

“I just…I don’t want to, this year, I think,” Riven said, hoping it would be easier if she just said it fast and without dodging around the issue. “Sex with you, you know?”

Yasuo’s corners of the mouth twitched in amusement. “I think, I’ll survive this. If it’s so important to you…”

“I just…I mean, I find it fair, if you know I am currently not interested. I don’t want to be asked out by someone, you know?”

“Absolutely,” Yasuo said and bowed his head slightly. “I won’t ask you out.”

“Cool,” Riven said, happy that he took her message so composed. “Thanks, buddy.”

“No problem,” Yasuo said with a smile. “May I ask…?”

“Sett,” Riven said.

Yasuo’s eyebrows raised, but not mockingly or disparagingly. He just looked bemused and kind. “Sett? Hm. Lucky guy.”

“Please don’t hit him too hard, if you fight at the tournament,” Riven said, half-jokingly.

“Won’t,” Yasuo said amused. “I am not begrudging.”

On that, Riven had to snort with laughter. “Yeah. You’re probably the least begrudging living being, next to the scuttle-crab,” she said sarcastically.

“At vacation,” Yasuo added and grinned now too. “And when it comes to sex. I am not jealous. Should’ve put it that way.”

“Right,” Riven grinned and waved her hand. “See you, Yas.”

Yasuo nodded approvingly and just got back to play on his flute. Happy, that he took her message that easily, Riven strolled back to the mansion now going in direction of the gym. As she didn’t found anyone in there, she went a floor upstairs and knocked at the door of a room in the east-wing.

“Yeah?” the dark voice of Darius sounded to her. “Who’s there?”

“Riven,” Riven answered. “Wanna talk shortly with you, Darius.”

She heard heavy footsteps and stepped back as the door opened. Darius was in full body-armour and looked as imposing and dreadful as on the rift. Although, in his scarred, grim face lied some sort of surprise.

“What’s up?” he asked.

“Are you rallying to Jarvan’s room?” Riven asked, a bit confused about his appearance. “Or why are you looking like you want to charge into battle?”

Darius face darkened. “I was polishing my armour,” he said and pointed with a gloved hand over his shoulder. “Don’t have much time out of vacation to do so. What do you want?”

“And you took it on to polish it?” Riven chuckled. “Sometimes, you’re just like your brother.”

“Are you here to mock at me, or ask something?” Darius growled. “What is it? If you want to have sex with…”

“No, I am not,” Riven interrupted him sternly. “Exactly that’s the reason I came to you. I don’t want to have sex with you this year, Darius?”

“U-huh,” Darius replied, half amused, half scowling. “That was a reason to knock at my door?”

“I thought, I show manners and tell you I am not interested this year,” Riven replied matter-of-factly.

“How tactful of you,” Darius said sarcastically. “I’m glad you’re making this year’s tournament at least a bit more interesting, if you don’t let me win.”

“I…”

“Don’t argue, I don’t wanna hear it,” Darius interrupted her almost bored. “Besides, I knew I have to look around to find someone else, sharing my bed before you came to my door. The way you three look at him, dear god. It’s like you all were teenagers once again.” He spoke in sort of a mocking tone, which was quite usual for him, but nonetheless Riven felt he really wasn’t mad at her.

“Maybe we are a bit swooning,” she admitted. “But if you are fine with that and don’t ask me out…”

“Nothing against you Riven, but I remember last year a bit different than you,” Darius said and now he grinned widely, which was amplifying his resemblance to Draven massively. “It was you, who decided to let me win, to have me in your bed afterwards. You were unlucky and unhappy with the sex you got until then and thus decided to get me. I wasn’t your first choice and I definitely wasn’t your favourite. I don’t need women like that in my bed.”

Riven’s eyes narrowed. “Women like me, yeah?” she said coolly.

“I appreciate your manners, Riven,” Darius said, ignoring her cool voice. “But I couldn’t care less, if we won’t have sex this year.”

“Fine,” Riven said with a sort of finality. “Me neither. As I said. Manners.”

“Appreciated,” Darius repeated bored. “Have a nice day.” And he slammed the door shut in front of her.

“Just like his brother,” Riven muttered and left the corridor. “Asshole.” She was slightly pissed off at Darius hidden insults that she was weak and just chose him as a last opportunity. Then again, he took her message that composed too and Riven was happy about it. Without her last year’s lovers in reach, she was looking forward to a few hours, when Sett was well rested and ready for action again.

Ahri strolled towards her room, deeply in thought. Lux was having a crush on Sett. Finally, the unspoiled, young and innocent girl, probably one of the last virgins was having romantic feelings for another man.

At last, Ahri thought amused. Little Luxanna Crownguard. She can’t keep up with her brother, but she surely wants to try. But how the hell is she gonna say it to Sett? She is way to shy. She never would do the first step, would she?

Completely immersed in all kinds of possible plans on how to convince Lux to ask Sett out, she entered her room and closed the door behind her. She froze as she turned around and glared at her bed, her heart sunk into her stomach.

Evelynn.

In the few shadows she wore as clothes and with a face of supressed anger, her shadow-tentacles raised behind her back, like snakes, ready to attack.

“You…!” Ahri shouted half shocked, half furiously. Her right hand raised up and the blue orb manifested in her hand immediately.

“Charm me!” Evelynn snapped angrily.

“I…what?” Ahri stared at her.

“Charm me!” Evelynn repeated and slipped off her bed, her pink eyes glaring with fury. “Charm! Me!”

Ahri glared back, completely flabbergasted. Not a single time in her life, Evelynn had asked anyone for something she couldn’t do herself. And now she wanted to be charmed by Ahri? Evelynn? The sex-demon?

“Why?” Ahri asked confused. “What the fuck…”

“I didn’t cum for nearly a day!” Evelynn yelled and in her angry voice, Ahri heard…was it desperation? “I am craving to cum! I beg you, Ahri! Please! Charm me!”

“What the fuck,” Ahri muttered, not believing her ears. “Neeko stop it, please.”

“I am not this fucking chameleon!” Evelynn growled and stopped a few feet away from her.

The more Ahri looked at her, she noticed how awful she looked. It was pretty hard to recognize, because of her cruel, demonic beauty, but she definitely had thick shadows under her eyes. Her hair was not as straight, she shivered slightly and her hands were clenched to fists.

“I am dying to cum and the first man I get into my fingers will get more of my aphrodisiac into his brain than anyone before!” Evelynn growled, her voice slightly lower now, but not in the least less aggressive. “And if I do, Vayne is gonna put me in chains and completely at Thresh’s mercy…” she swallowed hard and now she definitely looked scared.

“I…I…I,” Evelynn struggled with her words and seemed to be just as concerned about her behaviour as Ahri was. “I…I beg you,” she finally said through gritted teeth. “I beg you…I don’t want to have sex with you, I just need your magic to amplify mine. With that I’ll cum my brains out without touching anyone else, please, Ahri!”

Ahri stared at her. Vayne and Thresh really had done something to her, if she was this ****. Evelynn never had begged for anything. A small part of her actually pitied Evelynn, but the other much stronger part of her was not believing a single word, Evelynn had told her.

“Why don’t you masturbate?” Ahri asked frowning. “If you’re so **** to cum…”

“It won’t work!” Evelynn snapped at her. “Fucking Thresh…argh, how much I hate him!”

And Ahri watched with more and more concern, how Evelynn’s body trembled and her claw-like hands roamed over her naked body. Never in her life, she had seen Evelynn this **** and embarrassed.

“He tortured me for hours, denied me over and over and as it finally stopped, Vayne put a ZzRot-portal in the box and these little fuckers…” her voice died and she visibly shook with shame. “…pain…so much pain…I can’t…without help, I…for hours maybe…I can’t wait longer, Ahri please,” she croaked, her eyes were filled with embarrassment.

“And here I thought, you liked pain?” Ahri asked, still frowning.

“I like pain, inflicted to others not if I must suffer them myself for hours!” Evelynn hissed. “Can you please charm me now, Ahri?”

“No,” Ahri said coolly. “I don’t believe you. Whatever Vayne and Thresh did to you, it can’t be this bad, if you…”

“You didn’t get hold hostage in Thresh’s box for a day!” Evelynn shrieked angrily. “You didn’t get penetrated by hungry worms in your pussy, making it drier with every ****!"

“After you had managed again to **** someone into bed and bound to your will, I think your punishment was well-deserved,” Ahri said firmly.

Evelynn glared at her, disbelievingly. Then she closed her eyes and muttered: “Ahri. I am humiliating myself already. Please…”

“You can masturbate alone, Evelynn,” Ahri said and stepped aside, pointing at the door. “Get out.”

“I cannot masturbate alone, Ahri,” Evelynn said through gritted teeth. “I cannot get wet. I cannot feel pleasure. I need a ****. Your charm!”

“Or a well-deserved break,” Ahri said sternly. “Out.”

“I had a one-day break already!” Evelynn growled angrily, not moving at all. “I _need _to cum. Didn’t you listen? The next man or woman I touch will be get the strongest portion of my magic injected in his brain, he would be fucking his soul out! If I am not charmed by you, you are endangering…”

“I am not getting involved in your games too, Evelynn!” Ahri said furiously. “I had enough trouble with your magic already. And I am not going in bed with you!”

“I don’t want you to…”

“If I charm you, you’ll be wanting me, Evelynn, only me!” Ahri interrupted her annoyed. “And I don’t want you. My magic won’t help with your problems of a dry pussy. If you can’t wait until the effects of your punishment are over, stick yourself with your claws and inject some of your own medicine into you. That should do the trick too, right?”

Evelynn stared at her. Hateful. Despiteful. Humiliated. Then she closed her eyes and went to the door. Ahri opened it for her and glared with the same anger at Evelynn, as she looked at her before.

At the doorframe, Evelynn turned around and looked into her blue eyes. “Don’t…please don’t tell anyone.”

“My choice Evelynn,” Ahri said sternly. “Just as it had been your choice to curse Sett. Live with the consequences.”

Evelynn grimaced at her. “Fine…” she muttered. “Laugh at me. Mock me. I…” for a second, Ahri thought she would actually say something like ‘I am sorry’ but then, she sighed exasperated and vanished into thin air. She had camouflaged at last.

“So, it wasn’t you after all, Neeko,” Ahri muttered and stared into the empty corridor, where Evelynn now surely was rushing towards her room. “What the fuck was that, Evelynn.”

Again, some sort of sympathy occurred in Ahri’s mind. Vayne truly had managed to punish Evelynn properly and it didn’t sound very enjoyable at all. But then again, Evelynn alone had managed to cause enough trouble for a single day and Ahri didn’t feel a single bit compassionate about the fact that the boasting demoness was finally getting something of her own medicine.

“Live with the consequences,” Ahri repeated to herself. “A bit of patience will educate you hopefully, to be a bit more carefully with your magic."

Nidalee came back from her hunt, very early. Mostly because she was annoyed about all the people that strolled through the woods, now where all champions finally got into the mansion. Ivern, Lulu, Kindred, Zyra, even guys like Garen and Singed jogged now through the dense trees and scared all the beasts and animals she hunted. But with Kha’Zix on Rengar’s tail, annoying him as much as he could, Nidalee was at least certain, he wouldn’t catch up to her score soon. The true reason, she got back an hour before lunchtime was obviously Sett.

Nidalee hadn’t sucked Sett off, since he left Riven’s room to get punished by Vayne and she hadn’t the chance since then. She had hoped, he might be convinced for a quick fuck before he went to sleep, but was disappointed. Sett had been way to groggily and just had slammed the door in front of her.

She walked down the western corridor and stopped at Sett’s door. She felt a bit too much of a stalker as she listened very carefully at his door. As she heard nothing, she opened the door (which wasn’t locked at all) and peeked inside. Sett lay flatly on his stomach and snored slightly, his mouth half opened.

“It’s rude to sneak on sleeping people.”

Nidalee jumped as she heard the voice behind her and shut the door to Sett’s room close immediately. She whirled around and tried not to look too much ashamed. Behind stood Akali and smirked at Nidalee very knowingly.

“Look who is talking,” Nidalee responded, putting every bit of confidence into her voice. She knew very well that even her toned skin was reddening strongly now. But as expected Akali just grinned at her and shrugged.

“Well, I didn’t get caught doing it, so no one can truly be angry at me. Maybe I watch you, maybe I don’t, because I am busy and detect other people sneaking around.”

“Such as?” Nidalee asked and closed Sett’s door behind her. “Besides…what are you doing in person in front of Sett’s door? Don’t you have your observation-devices build in your room?”

Akali didn’t answer that, she just looked at Nidalee with her head slightly tilted to the side. For a moment Nidalee stared at her almond eyes, then she had a thought and scrutinized Nidalee half suspiciously, half amused.

“How is Kayn, by the way?” she asked innocently.

Akali blinked very fast. “Asleep, I guess,” she answered in a very bad try to sound indifferent.

“So why don’t you go and wake him up?” Nidalee asked sweetly. “I bet, he learned his lesson after all, does he?”

“Hopefully,” Akali answered, the corners of her mouth twitching. “Why don’t you go and hunt some more? Sett obviously won’t be awake very soon.”

Nidalee raised her eyebrows. They looked at each other and neither of them blinked for the whole time.

“I like you, Akali,” Nidalee said after a while. “But you’ll lose this cat-and-mouse game against a cat.”

“I don’t want it to be a game, Nida,” Akali said seriously. “I want to get fucked.”

“Ts, ts, ts,” Nidalee clicked her tongue with a smirk. “Language, Akali. I am sure many champions won’t say no, though…”

“Fucked, by Sett,” Akali specified, still looking dead serious.

“Just for fun or because you want to teach Kayn a lesson?” Nidalee asked.

“Maybe both,” Akali answered, with a rather grim face now. “Why do you care? You don’t seem to have trouble, sharing him with other women, do you?”

“I am starving for my milk, Akali,” Nidalee grinned now. “And I want it very badly.”

Akali snorted. “I am not stealing your favourite cream from you, if that’s all you want.”

“Is that an offer?” Nidalee asked and her eyes beamed at Akali.

Akali didn’t answer, she just stared at Nidalee. But Nidalee could see her thinking and considering.

“Listen,” she finally said. “I need to cum. Like…I really need to get fucked and orgasm all my frustrations out of the way. You understand?”

“Sure,” Nidalee said grinning. “And I want to get my milk. He is still asleep though…”

“We get what we want, the moment he is awake,” Akali said grimly.

“Such a shame, we have to wait…” Nidalee sighed with a smirk.

“We can observe in my room, when the right time is there,” Akali instantly proposed. “And the moment he is awake: you’ll get your milk, as long as my ache to cum dies in this room,” Akali pointed at Sett’s door. “Deal?”