While Sett is finally doing some sports again, Ahri has a couple of meetings

Ahri had left Sett’s room and tried her best not to look like someone who just achieved that Lux was finally getting a taste of being a woman. A part of her wished she could’ve watched them, but she agreed with Sett, that it wasn’t wise to bother Lux with the presence of her. One man was certainly enough for this unexperienced girl. A man, who hopefully give Lux finally the sexual attention she needed for so long.

“Don’t worry about it, Sett’s smart enough to be gentle with her,” she muttered to herself as she walked through the corridor.

To get her speculations and curiosity out of the way, Ahri decided it was best to call Vayne quickly. She pulled out her smartphone and Vayne answered her call almost immediately.

“Listening?” Vayne sounded casually, which was a good sign.

“It’s me,” Ahri said cheerfully. “Just wanted to ask, if you could give me a quick overlook over the upcoming concert…”

“Gig order?” Vayne asked and Ahri heard her typing on her keyboard.

“Yep,” Ahri said. “So I can inform my girls and ask them when we could do a quick session to practice for it. I inform maybe the rest of the bands about that too…”

“Thanks in advance for that,” Vayne said. “Let’s see…I told Pentakill, that they were after K/DA. I’m not sure if True Damage wants to perform, you better ask Ekko about it. Anyways, Sona is DJing after the main events, like the last years. But you may remind her too.”

“I see what I can do,” Ahri said. “Thanks Vayne.”

“Thank you too for helping me with that,” Vayne answered. “See you, Ahri.”

“Bye,” Ahri said and ended the call.

Near the entrance hall she stopped to walk and thought about the best approach. She decided to see Karthus at first, so she walked down to the ground floor and towards the east wing. She half expected that her knock on the door would be unanswered, but as she heard the echoing voice, calling her in, she opened the door with a smile.

Karthus room was one of the few rooms, without a window and thus it was naturally one of the darker rooms. On top of that Karthus didn’t care much about things like light or a cosy interior, so Ahri felt like she stepped into the home of a goth-party.

“What brings you here, Ahri?” Karthus asked, who levitated an inch over the ground and read something on his electronic tablet, the only other source of light.

“Just want to talk about the concert”, Ahri said and leaned against the doorframe. “You are second after K/DA.”

“Splendid,” Karthus said and his skull-like face turned into a bright smile. “Wonderful. How much do you want to perform?”

“Depending on the others,” Ahri shrugged. “I didn’t talk to them yet. But I don’t think we’re giving everything. Just the classics.”

“More time for us then,” Karthus said and his smile got even wider. “How kind of you.”

“Got something new for us?” Ahri asked, smiling amused about the childish joy of Karthus that he could perform with Pentakill on stage.

“A lot old stuff, but also many new things,” Karthus said and showed Ahri his tablet, where had opened a very long excel-list, probably full with songs and interprets. “Since Kayle joined we have a lot of new ideas. Many covers, you know.”

“I’m glad you’re doing well,” Ahri said and waved her hand. “Anyways, that’s all I wanted to say. See you then, Karthus.”

“Don’t disappear to soon with your girls backstage or you’ll miss the real show,” Karthus said with a knowing grin. “Although…depending who else is there…”

Ahri just rolled her eyes with a grin, then she closed the door and went down the same corridor, putting a mental check behind Pentakill. She still had to talk to Sona, but with Karthus informed she didn’t have to bother about the others. He was the frontman, so he would inform the rest of the band about the schedule.

She had reached the middle of the corridor and found the right room to her left. Again she nodded and again, a voice called her in.

This room was not as dark and furnished just like most of the apartments in the mansion. The voice that called her in belonged to a young girl with pink hair, who said cross-legged on her bed. She didn’t wear her usual fancy dress, she used to have on the rift, she wore just a casual white blouse and jeans. The masses of her pink hair were bound to a thick ponytail and she had a acoustic guitar in her hands.

“Hey Seraphine,” Ahri greeted her smiling. “Am I interrupting you?”

“No, no, not at all,” Seraphine answered and returned the smile. “Do you need something?”

“I just wanted to know that K/DA is performing at the concert as first group,” Ahri explained. “We won’t perform much, I am afraid, but we would be glad if you would join us during the second song.”

“Of course!” Seraphine smiled happily. “Even though my part is not that long, but I’ll gladly support you.”

“Thanks, Sera,” Ahri said. “Pentakill will perform after us and I think they want to give us quite the show. But after that Sona usually is DJing until the dawn, so you might have a chance there to sing something too…”

“Alright, that would be cool,” Seraphine nodded eagerly. “As long as I don’t annoy anyone…I mean, they hear me sing at the rift permanently.” She winked.

“True,” Ahri chuckled. “But I am sure, you can nonetheless perform a bit.”

“Anything planned after that concert yet?” Seraphine asked. She sounded innocent, but Ahri wasn’t fooled by that.

“Yes,” Ahri said with a sly smile. “Probably.”

“With whom?” Seraphine asked, her interest now very clearly written on her face.

“Sett, for me,” Ahri said with a shrug. “At least I want to ask him. Evelynn won’t be allowed to bring someone as you know. Especially after what happened the last days. For the other two, I don’t know.”

“Cool,” Seraphine said and grinned.

“Of course, when you are performing you also can bring someone backstage to…” Ahri offered.

“Oh, no, I think I’ll go with the flow and see who else is there,” Seraphine winked. “So, I have a...few options…”

“Naughty girl,” Ahri clicked her tongue but winked equally. “Well then. See you, Sera.”

“Bye Ahri,” Seraphine grinned and waved her hand.

Ahri closed the door to Seraphine’s apartment with a shake of her head. “Go with the flow,” she muttered to herself as she walked back to the entrance hall to go one floor upstairs. “My ass, ‘go with the flow’. Hitting on someone’s date is what this is, Sera. But fine. I shouldn’t complain about sharing.”

She reached the first floor and turned to the west side. She knew, she needed to talk with the inhabitant of the first room to the right, but she truly had not much desire to see her right now. Especially after this morning. But Ahri wanted to talk with every one of the K/DA-band and Evelynn was a part of it.

Nonetheless she hesitated a moment before the door and listened carefully. She wasn’t even sure if Evelynn was there. After all, Ahri had given her quite a dressing down and she wasn’t sure how mad she would be.

But then she heard it: a very muffled moan. Ahri, with her hand already ready to knock, froze immediately. She listened even more intently and again, she clearly could hear Evelynn moan from inside.

Ahri turned around and immediately went one floor upstairs again. At the first door to her left she hammered against the door. “Akali?” she said loudly. “Are you there? I need to see you.”

“Why?” came Akali’s muffled voice through the door.

“I need to talk to you. And use your spy-cameras,” Ahri said urgently. “I really need to see something.”

A moment of silence prevailed, in which Ahri already had her hand on the knob of the door.

“Can’t it…wait?” Akali’s voice came again, rather annoyed as it seems.

“No,” Ahri answered. “Please, it won’t be long.”

Again, a moment of silence. Then Akali said: “Fine. But close the door, right away.”

“Thanks, Aka…” Ahri said and opened the door, but she interrupted herself as she came in.

Akali was kneeling with one leg on her chair, the other one stood on the ground. She was completely naked and got fucked very hard, by a grinning Ekko, who stood equally naked behind her and held Akali’s arms with one hand on her back.

“Close the door,” Akali hissed impatiently, as Ahri stood flabbergasted in the doorframe.

“What up, Ahri,” Ekko said with a grunt and kept on hammering his cock inside Akali’s pussy. He grinned at Ahri and wiggled his eyebrows, his eyes roaming over her body now too.

“Ehm…sorry to interrupt you two,” Ahri said honestly, as she stepped in and closed the door behind her.

“No problem, if you don’t care that I get properly fucked and filled up with cum,” Akali said through gritted teeth. “Who do you need?”

“Eve,” Ahri said. "Or at least the live-footage of her room."

“What do you want with her?” Ekko asked and slowed his thrusting a bit.

“I just went to her door, to inform her about K/DA,” Ahri said awkwardly, while she walked pass the copulating couple near the desk and reached for the mouse. “But I just heard moans and before I walked in there and…” she stopped her sentence and felt herself blushing.

“Interrupt someone?” Akali completed her sentence, raising her eyebrows.

Ekko chuckled, still thrusting his cock slowly inside Akali.

“Yeah,” Ahri said sheepishly. “Sorry again.”

“Don’t worry, Akali likes to watch us, she has to endure it, if someone watches her,” Ekko grinned and let go of Akali’s hands, grabbing her pony-tail and pulling her back and started to play with her breasts. “Right?”

“Shut up and don’t stop fucking me,” Akali groaned as Ahri searched on Akali’s computer for the right room.

She found it right away and clicked on the button to watch the live-view. She already had thought about the many possibilities, who Evelynn might had seduced somebody again. After Ahri had turned her down and didn’t gave Evelynn what she wanted, Ahri already thought, Evelynn had done something to satisfy her urges. But as she watched the live footage of Evelynn’s room, she was relieved and shocked at the same time, that she only saw Evelynn on the bed. She was alone, yet fully naked and squirmed on her bed, throwing herself on the sheets, her back arched, the claw-like hands clenched in the mattress.

“Wow, someone’s rubbing one out,” Ekko commented, who watched the screen now too.

“But without her hands,” Akali said, half confused, half moaning, though she still got penetrated by Ekko.

“She did it to herself,” Ahri said tonelessly, completely enthralled by the fact that Evelynn truly had ‘behaved’. “She couldn’t find another solution and pinched herself with those wretched shadow-claws.”

Ahri shook her head. Something about Evelynn’s behavior this day was not normal. When you could assume that anything about her was normal at all. She clicked with the mouse on the screen and closed the live footage.

Then she turned around to face Ekko and Akali. “Seemingly Evelynn has some sort of manners after all,” she said, trying her best to look as normal as ever, even though Ekko was still shoving his dick in Akali’s pussy in front of her. “This is already awkward enough, I’ll leave now and ask the questions I wanted to ask later.”

“Ask them now,” Akali moaned annoyed “I cannot wait to answer your questions…” the irony couldn't be more clear

“Don’t be so mean to Ahri, or you’ll get your ass fucked today too,” Ekko said with a grin.

“Who said, I don’t want to be fucked in the ass, huh?” Akali responded angrily.

“Aren’t you saving this ass for someone else?” Ekko asked with a cheeky grin.

“Anyways…” Ahri said loudly before Akali could response something. “Concert. Ekko, what’s about True Damage?”

“Not happening,” Akali said before Ekko could answer. In her face lied some sort of anger, which didn’t quite fit with the pleasure on her face. “I am doing two songs, Ahri. Two. Nothing more. After that I am going right backstage and this fat cock comes with me.” She pointed over her back to Ekko, who grinned at Ahri.

“You heard the lady,” Ekko shrugged with his shoulders. “I won’t complain.”

“Alright,” Ahri said and turned around. “I won’t disturb you any further then.”

“What, you’re leaving?” Ekko said, sounding almost disappointed.

“I need to go elsewhere, Ekko,” Ahri said and went to the door.

“See you backstage at the latest,” he said as Ahri went through the door.

Ahri chuckled as she closed the door and went on the other side of the entrance hall into the east side again. She met a happy Pantheon on the way, who greeted her with a polite bow of his head, then she knocked on one of the last doors.

“Yeah?” Kai’sa’s voice came from inside.

“It’s me, Ahri,” Ahri said. “May I come in shortly?”

“Sure,” Kai’sa replied and Ahri went into her room too.

Kai’sa was sitting on her couch, in her usual grey and purple suit, which was more like a skin and swiped over her tablet, certainly playing some mobile game. “What’s up,” she greeted Ahri, giving her a short glance, before turning her attention back at the tablet. “You want me to ask about the concert?”

“Yep,” Ahri said and closed the door behind her. “Just logistics. We are first with K/DA, but we’re probably only playing our two most famous songs.”

“Fine for me,” Kai’sa shrugged. “Does Pentakill play more than that?”

“Karthus planned to have quite the repertoire, it seems,” Ahri said.

“Nice,” Kai’sa nodded appreciatively. “When do we have the concert again? So, I can take…a night off.” She made a face at the last words.

“Three nights from now on,” Ahri said and counted on her fingers. “Today is nothing, tomorrow is pool-party, the next day won’t be anything because of that…after that night we should have it.”

“Alright,” Kai’sa said. “I’ll have a word with Malzahar and Vel’koz.”

“What about your date for backstage?” Ahri asked kindly.

Kai’sa looked up from her tablet and raised her eyebrows: “Who is yours?”

“Sett,” Ahri said immediately. “Even though I need to ask him, but he won’t say no.”

“I bet he won’t,” Kai’sa chuckled. “You don’t mind sharing, do you?” she added with a grin.

“I don’t and neither does he,” Ahri said a bit annoyed. “But can’t you think of someone?”

“Not Kayn,” Kai’sa said plainly. “Even though Akali probably…”

“No, she is not bringing him backstage,” Ahri interrupted her impatiently. “She is bringing Ekko. And because Seraphine won’t bring someone and Evelynn is not allowed to bring someone…”

“Why is that?” Kai’sa asked frowning.

“Vayne’s rule, after last year with Draven,” Ahri explained. “Either way, the current men backstage are outnumbered two to five…”

“Lucky them,” Kai’sa grinned.

“So you don’t want anybody else?” Ahri concluded, with a bit annoyance in her voice, she couldn’t explain herself.

“Scared, you won’t be pleasured enough?” Kai’sa asked and raised a eyebrow knowingly.

Ahri didn’t answer, she just rolled her eyes and made a dismissing sound. Maybe that was truly the reason for her annoyance, but she won't admit it and

Kai’sa chuckled. “Don’t forget that Yasuo, Qiyana and Senna are there too”, she reminded her. “Some of these guys prefer a pussy over a cock. And besides: Aren’t you notorious for making men hot for you?”

Ahri sighed. “I guess you’re right. Sorry for that, Kai’sa. See you.”

“Don’t mention it, Ahri. Bye,” Kai’sa said and turned her eyes back on the screen of her tablet.

Ahri left and just went to the last room, which she intended to visit. As she reached it, Ahri already heard the inmate of this apartment playing a boogie-woogie song on a piano and she knocked extra loud to announce herself.

The song stopped for a moment and Ahri knocked again. She waited a few moments before the door opened and Sona greeted her with a wide smile. She stood on her levitating piano-device, she used for movement and communication and waved her eagerly inside.

“Sorry to interrupt you, Sona,” Ahri said as she closed the door behind her.

Sona just shrugged and made a dismissive move with her hand, which looked like a “Don’t mention it”

“Just want to inform you about the concert,” Ahri said.

Sona nodded eagerly and leaned over her piano, were usual people had their sheets of music. Seemingly Sona didn’t need such typical help for playing something on her keyboard. She crossed her hands and rested her chin on them, eyeing Ahri with her usual kind smile. The included look into her cleavage was quite stunning, Ahri had to admit.

“You’ll be with Pentakill the second band, but I think you’ll be mostly the main act,” Ahri explained. “K/DA just performs their two most famous songs.”

Sona nodded excitedly, then she pointed towards her wardrobe.

“After that you’ll be free to DJ all night long,” Ahri said with a smile.

Sona clapped in her hands and played a little tune on her keyboard which sounded like a triumphant fanfare.

“Backstage naturally is open for you too,” Ahri continued with a wink. “Just remember that we might be more people there than before the concert.”

Sona wiggled her eyebrows at that, then she played with one hand the melody of ‘bad guy’.

“May be a little bad,” Ahri responded and sighed. “You have a date too?”

Sona’s nod and her smile couldn’t be naughtier.

“Who is it?” Ahri asked interested.

Sona thought about it for a second than she played 'do you wanna build a snowman?'. Ahri needed a moment to understand what Sona meant, but then she said with a grin: “Ah. Olaf?”

Sona grinned.

“As long he didn’t hit you harder than his drums?” Ahri asked, replying this grin.

Sona wiggled her eyebrows again and smiled mysteriously, which Ahri interpreted either as “He wouldn’t hit me” or “Maybe he is not hitting me hard enough”.

“Well, I am glad you two are on the same wavelength,” Ahri grinned. “See you, Sona.”

But as she turned towards the door, Sona grabbed her arm and stopped her.

“What else?” Ahri asked her surprised.

Sona just made a ‘V’ with her fingers and held it before her mouth, smiling brightly. Ahri stared at her.

“Are you horny, Sona?” she asked with a mix of interest and played sarcasm.

Sona nodded, licking her lips.

“Why don’t you ask Olaf to come over?”

Sona pouted and gave Ahri extremely cute puppy eyes. Ahri chuckled and turned around entirely. “I guess, I could stay a while,” she said hesitantly. “Why don’t you convince me?”

Sona grinned and opened the few buttons on her blouse. Her enormous tits sprang free the moment Sona gave them the space to do so. Apparently, she hadn’t wore a bra under it.

“Goddammit,” Ahri muttered, goggling at Sona’s chest with a dull face. “Convinced.”

An hour later, Ahri and Sona still were in the bed and still cuddled with each other. They both had licked each other to a few climaxes over the last hour and yet Sona didn’t have made any sound, Ahri knew she must have made the blue-haired girl cum hard at least twice.

Now they were still kissing on the bed, the feeling of their nipples touching each other still sending shivers down Ahri’s spine. She might be more into guys, just as Sona. But sometimes spending such intimacy with a girl just felt just as good.