#fandom sunday

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I have this Sunday afternoon all to myself! Anybody wanting to hang out, chat or ask questions or whatever?

My inbox (anon is activated again, if you’re more comfortable like that) and message system are open!

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Must be hard for Caitlyn, trying to keep her reputation as Piltover's top brass when she's constantly getting caught up in her partner's shenanigans, most of which have an odd tendency to end with the both of them on their knees and worshiping cock

Vi groaned as yet another thick load of cum covered her tongue, the salty flavor overwhelming her senses. Aside from her gauntlets, she’d been stripped nude by her and her partner’s captors, her weapons now a liability as they’re too heavy to move without some form of hextech power and keeping her in place. In short, she was left on her knees at just the right height for the local street gang to use her mouth. In the corner, she could hear a rythmic wet thumping and jeering. She couldn’t look to see however, not with this fucker holding her head still as she took a shot in the mouth.

The man in her mouth pulled back away from her. Vi pitched forward and coughed, letting his thick ejaculate ooze from her lips and rolling down her front. Holding back her tongue at the indignity, she gave one last sputter before she had the decency to look indignant at the question. “I’m not that bad, am I? What do you think, Cupcake?” She looked over her shoulders to get a glimpse of her partner for the first time in an hour or two and winced at the sight.

Caitlyn had also been stripped nude, but the thugs hadn’t had the option of keeping her arms bound like Vi’s were. As a result, her arms were tied behind her as she was kept on her back on the bed, the upper portion of her her pretty cum-coated face the only the pinkette could see of it. The rest was obscured by the heavy sack that bounced against her nose as her head was forced straight so that they could thrust down it easily. Her eyes were clouded with dark lust, and from her position, Vi could just barely see the insides of her thighs, slick from her arousal. Understandably, Caitlyn couldn’t exactly answer the question.

“Heh, check this slut out! She’s finally started using her tongue just the way I like it!” one of them cried out, deciding to reward the sheriff by fondling her massive bouncing tits and pinching her stiff nipples harder than usual. Caitlyn moaned at the increase in stimulation and kicked her legs out, leaving them more spread out as the thick cock kept brutally thrusting into her mouth. Another man chuckled and stepped in between the inviting legs, lining his length up with her slit before giving a heavy thrust that left him deep inside her.

Vi sighed as her partner writhed in orgasm and looked back forward, glaring up at the guy who had stepped up to replace his spent friend. Almost dutifully, she opened her mouth for him, giving one last comment before anything else was muffled around his aching flesh.

“The guys at the station are never gonna let us live this down.”

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How often does Soraka get called in to deal with yet another patient who's been afflicted with a rather...."hard" problem to get rid of on their lonesome?

“Pretty often,” Soraka giggled. “I admit, most of the time I’m called in to the hospital like this, it’s for a more... serious matter, so I’m actually very relieved when I learn that it’s just for some horny patient.” Soraka tucked back a lock of hair and leaned over from her seat on her patient’s hospital bed and sucked his length into her mouth. She smiled around him as best she could as he let out a groan of appreciation, gently bobbing her head up and down. Intent as she was on giving him the most relaxing and comfortable blowjob he’d ever gotten in his life, she failed to notice him getting antsy before he impatiently grabbed her by the horn and shoved her head down

Her throat now full of cock and her eyes crossing in something approaching arousal, she moaned, her horn very sensitive to the touch. Still, she kept her lips wrapped around the base of his dick and just sucked, her tongue gently stroking his length. Soraka poked her tongue out and teased his balls with a quick waggle as she gave him a particularly hard suck, letting out a muffled chuckle as he leaned back and groaned. Almost motherly, she reached up and unwrapped his grip from its handhold. Still, instead of pulling herself to her initial position, she kept her place on his cock, the only difference being that she could now gently bob her mouth up and down on his impressive shaft a few inches at a time.

After several minutes of this amazing oral, Soraka felt him pulse and stiffen. She pulled back so that only the head remained in her mouth just as he unloaded. Her breathing grew heavier and her cheeks flushed a bright red as he quickly filled her mouth with his cum, several loads erupting from his hard penis. It almost felt like he was going to drown her, she though as a dribble of white leaked from the corner of her mouth. Finally, his orgasm subsided and he collapsed backwards onto his weak arms. Soraka gave a last loving suck before she back at last. When she at last had his full attention, she opened her mouth to reveal the pearly white treasure she had collected. She closed her mouth again and gave him a coy smile before she gave an audible gulp and opened it again, showing that the massive load he’d deposited there was gone.

“Oh my. It looks like this is a lot more serious than I imagined,” the Child of the Stars cooed, noticing that his erection, which had been flagging just moments ago, was now again hard as a rock. “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you~”

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What would you say is your favorite location to suprising rengar at in the rift Nidalee?

Nidalee gave an arrogant smirk at the query, tossing her hair over shoulder and drawing attention to her barely-covered rack. “At his fountain. There’s nothing so satisfying as watching that beast choke on his own blood in a place that’s supposed to be safe for him.

“However, I will admit,” she paused, letting one hand trail down her voluptuous body before slipping down beneath the hem of her fur skirt, “there is some appeal to letting him enter the jungle.” She pulled her hand out and examined it, her slender digits glistening in the bright daylight.

She reminisced about their last scuffle in the jungle and how it ended. She’d let him pin her down against a tree with her hands kept in place above her head. Oh, sure she could have escaped by shifting into her cougar form and leap away, but that wouldn’t have been nearly as fun. Instead, she just leaned back and let him tear off her clothes, his large bulge noticeable as a result of the scent of her arousal wafting through the air. Both of them knew the other wanted it.

That didn’t make it any less rough of course. Nidalee had quickly found herself bent over with the large beastly dick nearly hilting inside of her with every push of his hips. She remembered looking down and tightening up in anticipation of that large red fleshy ball at the base of his dick bouncing against her sodden lips. Nidalee let her hand cup a tit and gently tweak a nipple as she thought about the moment it finally popped into her and pushed her clenching walls further than they had been in a long time, bringing with it a massive gushing orgasm.

However, her attention was pulled to a small scratching noise in the nearby brush, reminding her that she was still on the hunt. She could feel the burn in her loins only grow in heat as she moved into a low crouch, setting aside her javelin. She wouldn’t need it here, not against this prey. She licked her lips as that yellow eye glowed in the darkness of the underbrush, giving one last comment before moving to ‘take down’ her quarry.

“After all, it’s always mating season~”

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Katarina, you're one of the greatest fighters around. Why do you keep losing to that big Garen fellow? He parades you around like his own personal sex toy every time!

Katarina blinked dazedly at the question for several seconds before she realized that somebody was talking to her and not just calling her a slut or a whore. “‘S a big dick,” she mumbled tiredly, a fucked-stupid grin plastered on her face. Just thinking about that massive rod and how fully it filled her made her shudder in arousal and phantom pleasure. Absent-mindedly, she moved to slit another minion’s throat and collect its coin purse, leaving the safety of her tower’s range.

Suddenly, she was pushed onto the ground, one large and rough hand pressing her face against the dirt and grass while the other harshly pulled her tight leather pants down to her knees to expose her dripping sex. She weakly struggled for a moment before a familiar piece of flush nudged her nether lips to the side before hilting itself into her with one long drawn out stroke. A gasp left her as it stretched her out to an almost uncomfortable degree before a loud moan escaped her when something turgid pressed squarely up against the mouth to her womb.

The hand on her head just pushed her harder into the dirt, her cheek smudged up against bits and pieces of rock and grime, while her wrists were pulled up high behind her back, removing any chance for her escape. And then he started thrusting. Her mind was awash with pleasure as her needy pussy coiled tightly around his dick, clenching and gripping it with every movement.

Garen just looked down at the broken slut before him, shaking her ass to meet his tempo. He smirked and moved his hand on her head down to her shapely rear before giving it a heavy swat, enjoying the way she tightened around him even further and how her moans grew louder in intensity. He gave her ass another slap and grunted, her reaction bringing him closer and closer to the edge. He grunted and just went increased his pace, intending to enjoy his prize as best he could.

With a furious roar, he went all out, his dick hammering into the red-headed busty slut. Katarina wailed and trashed helplessly in his iron grip, her toes clenching and her juices flowing down her thighs freely as she came yet again. Garen gave a few final brutal thrusts and stilled as he finally reached completion. Katarina felt a plume of wet burning heat erupt into her deepest parts, feeling an almost scalding splash into her womb. She choked on her own pleasure, her wordless scream strangled into a halting series of gurgles and moans.

Garen pulled his slowly softening cock and gave a final few last strokes, a couple heavy ropes of cum splattering onto the deadly assassin’s up-turned rear. He chuckled and recalled back to base with his new earnings, leaving Katarina where she remained as she twitched and shuddered in the after-glow of her intense orgasm, his thick cum slowly dripping out of her well-used pussy. He admired the sight that everybody on the rift could see as well as all the spectators who loved coming to see when Garen and Katarina were matched against each other. He didn’t need the announcer to know that he was ‘legendary’. He purchased his newest item with the gold he took from Katarina.

Time to return to lane to show his dominance yet again.

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Is there any special way some of the Support ladies like to congratulate their laning partners after a match that's gone extraordinarily well?

Morgana gave a small ‘harrumph’ as Draven managed to get yet another kill from the opposite side of the map. “I suppose that was adequate enough.” She crossed her arms underneath that massive rack of hers and glanced to see if the enemy had

Draven looked unamused and stuck one of his massive throwing axes into the ground to lean on, obviously ignoring the other minions dying round him as their gold went to waste. “What? That’s it? Not even a ‘good job’. Oh, man, I’m feeling so disparaged right now? However will I find the enthusiasm,” he drawled as he idly checked for dirt under his fingernails.

Morgana closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself down from the anger and irritation she felt at obvious blackmail. If she didn’t respond how Draven wanted, then she would lose the match and influence, the latter of which she could leverage against her sister. “Fine,” she spat, lowered herself to her knees, and reached for the crotch of Draven’s pants.

On the other side of the lane, Zyra glowered at the sight of Morgana going down on her carry. “Why can’t you be more like him?”

Ezreal grit his teeth and fired off another shot, barely snagging a kill on a minion. “Maybe if I had some actual support and not someone who’s trying to sound like my mother, I could focus,” he snapped.

Zyra raised eyebrow at his uncharacteristic and shrugged, smirking as Ezreal’s eyes watched how the action did interesting things to her mostly unclothed breasts. “Fine. Come here and I shall provide you with something to focus on.”

As Zyra sank down to get at Ezreal’s waistline, Morgana was currently choking on a mouthful of cock. Draven, ever the cocky one, had latched a hand onto her purple locks and started pumping into her mouth, causing her to noisily and messily gag on his burly length. She pounded his thighs with her hands to get him to stop, but he just reached down to pull down her top and kept going.

With his dick deep in Morgana’s throat and one of her gorgeous tits spilling out of his hands, Draven was in heaven. “Oh yeah, yeaaaah! YEAAAH!” He pinched a nipple rolled it between his fingers, enjoying the way Morgana yelped into his dick. It was so good, and Draven lost himself in the sensation as he hilted himself fully into Morgana’s mouth and came, not caring at all how tears beaded up in the corners of her eyes from the rough treatment. After he finished blowing his load into the busty sorceress, he let her pitch forward and start coughing violently. “Not bad. I’m really looking forward to my next kill now and doing this again. Oh, and next time, lose the skirt too.”

Opposite them, Zyra chuckled as she saw the Fallen Angel’s plight. It was a stark contrast to her own position with Ezreal leaning back against the tower as she easily took him to the root. She enjoyed the expression he was giving her with his eyes hooded in pleasure and heavy with lust, and she decided to reward him for it and for his passable performance so far. Removing her mouth from his flesh and leaving him groaning at the loss of the wet heat that had engulfed him, she straightened her back and angled his length so that he was nestled into her large heaving bosom.

Ezreal threw his head back at the pillowy softness. Smiling coyly, Zyra started pumping her breasts up and down around him as she leaned down and started lapping at the crown whenever it poked out from between the tops of her breasts, every swipe of her tongue licking off the salty precum that beaded at the slit. Finally, Ezreal couldn’t stand anymore and announced that he was going to cum.

Zyra just kept shifting her tits up and down to massage his shaft, smiling as several long ropes of cum spewed from his dick and covering her face, her neck, and the top of her tits. She made no motion to wipe any of it off, even seeming to enjoy the pearl necklace and facial he’d given her. Inwardly, she figured that him seeing her covered in his seed would give him motivation to do better. Though... it wouldn’t hurt to one final push she supposed.

She stood up and leaned forward, noting how he seemed worried about his semen getting on his shirt and respecting that silly human notion as she kept the coating he’d given her pristine. “If we win, I shall allow you much greater pleasures,” she whispered into his ear before sauntering off back to lane, noting amusedly that Ezreal’s eyes were latched onto her tight rear as it swayed exaggeratedly with every step. She wondered if he was imagining how it would look like when it was as drenched with his cum as her chest was.

With a dry gulp, Ezreal caught his breath and buckled his pants back up. “Definitely not my mother.”

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Exactly how quickly was Riven tackled to the floor once she started jumping and flipping around in that tight-looking playboy bunny costume of hers?

Pretty damn quickly. The poor thing had taken it onto the rift as part of a joke, and the moment she stepped out into lane, the good Doctor Mundo was there to greet her. Of course, that phase of the match would have gone alright had her breasts not accidentally popped out of her top or the bottom wedged in between her cheeks to show off her pussy lips. The moment she messed up one of her flips, she was body slammed almost immediately.

From that point on, she was just kept as a cock sleeve, unable to fight her way off Mundo’s large cock, partially because he kept her in orgasm with every couple thrusts of his beastly dick and partially because he had modified his bodily fluids to acts as an aphrodisiac. Even with that mangled brain of his, the Terror of Zaun had a twisted sense of humor so he kept bunny suit on her and called her “Mundo’s pet rabbit”. And of course, Mundo had been taught to share growing up, so everybody else on the rift got to play with his new toy. Riven had never been so relieved for her team’s nexus getting destroyed so quickly before. However, despite all that, she still wears the costume to some of her matches.

She also really enjoyed it when people “pet the bunny.”

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You know, when Sona decided to try out the whole "riding the Mosh Pit" thing, I don't think she thought it all the way through, especially since all of her fans have been known to have a bad case of the ol' wandering hands...

“Hehe, I warned her about it,” Olaf grumbled bemusedly from his position on stage. He was more than content to leer at the buxom beauty currently being spitroasted by a few lucky members of the audience. She’d long been stripped naked, her fans taking advantage of her inability to say “no” and her bandmates having long since continuing with their set. At the moment, one of her legs was thrown up over the guy fucking her pussy’s shoulder, leaving her clit fully exposed to the horny concert-goers while the guy occupying her mouth kept her torso almost painfully parallel with the ground.

Sona would have moaned had she been able to as dozens of hands caressed her curvy body, gripping her soft legs and pinching her defenseless clit. Her chest along had several pairs of hands gently and roughly kneading it, her massive tits hanging like tear drops for her fans inquisitive hands to take advantage of. It was when another finger joined the two that were already exploring her back door that she came again, tightening up around the thick cock pounding away at her sodden pussy. With a loud cry, the guy came, dumping a load into her womb and flooding her milking pussy. He was pulled away by another horny fan who just pushed himself into her still convulsing slit.

Sona just kept sucking, losing herself to the mad fucking and the thumping music from the stage.