Tags: Vaginal and oral sex, a little bloodplay, marking, rhaast has a ridged dick
Summary: When Kayn AND Rhaast walk into the room you are in, you should already know what's gonna happen to you.
You and Kayn were friends with benefits. A lot of benefits. This relationship had formed ever since he and you first had made a contract together, and you were quickly charmed by the (some would call) edgelord.
Other than his lore and his looks you didn't think he was that much of an edgelord personality wise though. As a matter of fact you thought he was pretty normal his entire life considered.
Something that definitely wasn't normal was the fact that both him and Rhaast walked into the living room when you were just lounging about.
"What in the-" you started, as your eyes fell upon the Darkin, free from his Scythe prison, and Kayn, free from the Darkin. That wasn't normal. There was no way this could happen. But after you blinked a couple of times, taking in both men - and taking them in well -, you decided that what the hell, stranger things had happened in this room.
"Welcome, both," you said, eyes still glued to both men, who were kind of just... standing in the doorway, as if they too had no idea what to make of their separate bodies. "Um, what happened?"
A strange look came over both of them as you spoke, their eyes on you as well. No words were spoken between them, though it did feel like they came to a conclusion together, especially with the way a grin grew on both their faces while they made their way to you.
"Guys?"
You were grabbed by Rhaast, who threw you over his shoulder and slapped your ass for good measure.
"Hey!" you yelled as you were taken to your bedroom, and thrown on the bed without much ceremony. You bounced a couple times before you were pinned by Kayn.
"Hey," he said, and grinned at your frowning face. "Remember that time we had sex with Rhaast corrupting half of me? And he was all pissy he couldn't actually be there for real to fuck you into next week?"
Well, how could you forget.
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Kayn was above you, smirking down at your naked form on the bed. After letting him get a pentakill he was quite pleased with your summoning performance, and you were with his'. More than anything Kayn needed some relief after a great fight like that, the adrenaline still flowing through his veins.
"So, how do you want it today, Summoner?" he asked, corrupted hand petting your cheek. He was more affected by the corruption than usual, thanks to using Rhaast extensively last battle, and you noticed it in his behaviour as well. He seemed on edge; he asked what you wanted, but you knew he couldn't be patient today.
"Hard and fast," you said, taking mercy on him, but also that's what you wanted from him at this moment. And you knew he could give it to you that way today, with a little help from the Darkin in his head.
"As you wish," he grabbed a lock of hair and kissed it, like a calm moment before the storm. His lower half rutted into yours, making you keenly aware of his throbbing erection. You were sure he'd been half hard since the fight, having to hide his arousal from the others; both champion and summoner, as he'd walked the halls back here to take care of it. The thought made you shiver, as you grabbed his neck, pulling him closer to you to smash your lips together. He wasted no time deepening the kiss, as he pushed inside of you. The moment he was in both of you let out sighs of relief.
Suddenly Kayn shuddered, the corruption on the side of his face crawling over his skin, left eye glowing ominously down at you. He groaned, arching downwards, but he managed to hold himself up above you with his uncorrupted arm. His corrupted arm shivered and twitched, claws flexing around your hips.
"Are you all right, Kayn?" you asked, a little concerned, but also so full of him.
"Yess, give me... a second," he hissed out, as if that convinced you of his 'all-right-ness'. "Shut up, Rhaast, let me do this and shut the fuck up."
Oh, he was having an internal battle with the Darkin. It happened from time to time, especially when you two (or was it three?) were having sex it seemed, but usually it only took a little bit of persuasion from Kayn for Rhaast to quiet down, enjoying the feeling from inside of his host. This time, however, Rhaast didn't feel like backing down, and Kayn's corrupted hand tightened around your hipbone, talons digging into your skin.
"Little human whore," Kayn grated out in Rhaast voice and you startled, tightening around his dick that was still throbbing inside of you, "... Rhaast, fuck. off." was added in Kayn's own voice, and you couldn't help but let out a sound of pleasure. "She's mine."
Ah.
"Rhaast, why don't both of you enjoy me," you added, voice a little (much) higher and more breathy than usual, "Come one, we don't have to fight?"
You just really couldn't take it anymore, you needed him to move, whether that was Kayn himself moving or Rhaast. His dick was filling you so well, and you were throbbing around him, so eager and hot.
"I'll have you one day, little Summoner, and I'll fuck you for real." Rhaast said through Kayns mouth, but it seemed Kayn had won once again, as the Darkin retreated after those words, a growl the last thing escaping Kayn before he took control back.
"Yeah, one day," Kayn said, panting slightly, "Over my dead body." 'That's the point' echoed in his head, but he ignored it, deciding instead to focus on your body once again.
His eyes locked onto yours once more, corruption retreating slightly, but not gone by far. He had control over his own limbs now, but you knew Rhaast was very much near the surface, watching, waiting impatiently, feeling all Kayn felt right now.
"Now, where were we."
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"Yes, I remember," you murmured, smirking. "So Rhaast, you're gonna fuck me for real?"
Kayn was pushed off you, and Rhaast's face came into view, his arms thumping into the bed on the sides of your face, mattress indenting from his weight. Kayn yelled out a "hey!", but what was he gonna do against the monster that was now on top of you.
"Oh, you don't even know," Rhaast growled to you, long tongue coming out to lick his sharp teeth. His glowing red eyes bored into yours for just a moment of intimacy before you were grabbed by his large talons, and manhandled onto your stomach. He had his hardening dick against your ass instantly, and you groaned at both the feeling of dizziness and him. You realized he had been unclothed from the moment you saw him, but there was nothing down there before. Aatrox - another Darkin - filled your thoughts, and you realized he had nothing down there either in his normal state. Something was definitely rubbing against your lower lips right now though, something with a lot of ridges and bumps if you were feeling it right.
All thoughts flew from your brain the moment he pushed the head inside of your opening, and you moaned a high pitched sound at the intrusion. "Fuck, Rhaast... All the way, please..."
You needed to feel him all the way inside of you, needed to fill those ridges and bumps. Needed him.
"So demanding. How about you keep that pretty little mouth shut while I do the work, hm? Or better yet, keep that mouth occupied with something else."
Kayn had appeared in front of you - fully unclothed as well - and he grinned, thick dick almost slapping you in the face. You immediately opened your mouth wide, sticking your tongue out a little, and Kayn let out an appreciative groan, as he grabbed your face with his (now uncorrupted) hands, and tilted it up a little to him.
"Good," he said, as he softly stroked your cheek. You took him gingerly in your mouth and Rhaast took this moment to slam inside of you full force, making you instantly deep throat Kayn as well because of the force that slammed you forwards.
You groaned around the dick in your mouth, which in turn made Kayn groan as well. The vibrations traveling from your mouth up his dick making him shiver a bit, as he tried not to thrust even deeper. Rhaast let out a growl as well, telling you in no uncertain terms how hot and tight you were and how much he enjoyed you.
"Better take us well," he growled as he started a punishing rhythm. You were attempting to push back on his (fucking ridged!!) dick while sucking of Kayn, but from the start you realized this was practically impossible. Rhaast was just too rough, and the only thing you could really do was have your mouth open around Kayn as you groaned and slobbered over his length. Kayn didn't seem to mind too much, his hand gently holding up your face as he used your mouth almost as roughly as Rhaast used your pussy.
With every pull you could feel ridge after ridge drag across your walls, driving you insane. The thought 'and yet another cock shape added to the list' crossed your mind and you would have giggled if you had any semblance of control over your actions at this point.
"Rh-rhaafh-" you gasped around Kayn's dick, tears spilling over as every push and pull send you closer and closer to the edge.
"Tight little slut," said Darking growled behind you, grabbing your thighs and pulling you back towards his muscular body with each hard slam inside of you, making you finally pop off Kayn's dick. Arms unable to support you fully you just decided to lay your upper body down on the bed as Rhaast ravaged you.
Kayn let out a dissapointed sound, but did nothing to change your position, opting instead to just watch Rhaast have his way with you. And your facial expressions. He could practically come from those and your sounds alone. His hand was around his dick, pumping in the rhythm of Rhaast' thrusts, as Rhaast suddenly decided he wanted to go a different route.
You were turned around while he was still inside of you and you practically yelled, the rough treatment practically blinding you to your surroundings. He had stopped thrusting and when you found your bearings again his monstrous face was right in front of you. Rhaast's tongue came out to lick your cheek as he purred. "You're taking me so well, little human. You can take a little more..."He gestured downwards to where your pussy was engulfing his dick.
You looked down through teary eyes, seeing a large, harshly ridged, bright red shaft, slowly inching its way out of your swollen lower lips. Moisture clung to it, giving it a nice sheen, and you looked on as he slowly pushed it inside again. His clawed hand came down to grope your breast, and then went down further to push against a bulge that had formed in your belly.
Shit.
You moaned pathetically as both of you looked on to his slow, deep penetration. Your hole greedily devouring him as he pushed in. The ridges pushed in piece by piece until he was fully in again, and he pulled out again slowly. This went on for a good minute, as finally Rhaast had enough.
He slammed it in full force once more, and you cried out, head thrown back.
Rhaast threw his head back too, laughing and groaning, ending the sounds in a purr that vibrated your entire body as he once again set a punishing pace. The vibrations from the purring and the ridges of his cock absolutely made you lose your mind as you felt every inch of him inside of you, hitting your g-spot with every thrust.
"You're gonna break her," Kayn said, voice strained from his delayed orgasm, but you didn't hear anything except the loud thumping of your heartbeat inside of your ears. A second heartbeat throbbing intensely in your core. The coil inside of your stomach broke without warning, and you sobbed out your pleasure, tightening further around Rhaast, who made a groaning noise himself, but didn't stop.
You tried to voice your thoughts, but nothing but nonsense came out. You yourself weren't even sure what you wanted to say, but you heard both men chuckle at your desperate attempt.
"My turn," Kayn said, but Rhaast hissed at the man.
"If you dare take her away I'm gonna continue with your tight hole, boy, so you'd better let me finish first."
A keen came from you as you registered that statement, but you were really just holding on for the ride, hurdling past the overstimulation towards your second orgasm.
You cried out something that could have been either or both their names, and took Rhaast with you, who growled and dove his head down to bite down over your right breast, drawing blood.
"Shit, Rhaast, be gentle!" Kayn hissed, but another gush of pre-cum left him at the sight of both you and Rhaast coming. The blood on your skin was a very titillating sight as well, as he softly brought his hand down to swipe a finger over the bite mark, drawing a line of blood over the unmarred skin of your belly, writing his name in blood because he could.
Kayn groaned, and pushed at Rhaast, who let himself be pushed away after having admired your spent visage enough. The moment your got your bearings and your eyes opened, you realized Kayn was now on top of you, his dick straining and dripping down on your stomach, and you couldn't help but buck up towards him.
Honestly you weren't sure if you could take Kayn as well after this, but he was smaller than Rhaast and judging by the deep purple head and the twitching of his dick so very close to coming, so you gasped out a hoarse: "Please, Kayn..."
He didn't let you change your mind as he slipped himself inside of your abused pussy. Rhaast's cum spurted out in thick globs as Kayn pushed inside and you barely had the strength in you to moan at the intrusion.
Kayn moaned deep at the feeling of your wet insides, and started a quick, uneven rhythm. It was obvious that he wouldn't last long, but he still managed to get a third orgasm out of you by rubbing your clit in small circles. Your third orgasm took everything out of you, and you blacked out for a second.
As you slowly came to you realized Rhaast and Kayn were laying on either side of you. Kayn reading a book and looking over when you woke up, and Rhaast playing with your hair and purring.
You tried to find your voice, realizing you had been cleaned up and redressed. "That sure was something." you said, voice hoarse, but the satisfied glow on your face told both men enough.
"A little lacking if you ask me," Rhaast said, and Kayn shot him a glare. "Next time I expect to be able to come twice, little one. Not ifs or buts. You better prepare."
With a sigh your eyes closed. Shit. You weren't sure if you could take that.
-Your relationship started off fairly questionably. Well, let's just say he didn't quite get that the both of you were dating until 3 months in. To his defense, you never made an official statement but he's also just stupid, especially if it comes to feelings.
-As far as he used to be aware, you were his little human. His plaything. His victim of terrible humor.
-But one day, when you where comfortably nestled in his lap, drifting off a bit from exhaustion, he realized that you where not his little frail and oh so poor human, he was your stupidly loud Darkin. It took a moment to settle in. To realize that he was in fact always following you, not the other way around. At first, he got angry, he wanted to accuse you of everything and nothing at the same time. He wasn't some stupid lap dog! He is Rhaast! Oh but you look so at peace during sleep. Well, his anger can wait for a bit.
-He isn't exactly romantic but it's the small things that count. He remembers pretty much everything you say and when you mention something like "I miss the garlic bread of my mom", he might just snatch some from a poor baker.
-He also isn't that bright when it comes to delicate things. So if you try to get him to hold your hand, well, you'll have to tell him straight in the face otherwise he has no clue what your weird hand movement is supposed to say.
-He is quite the Himbo when you think about it, well, to you at least. He's hot, muscular and genuinely sweet to you, even if his understanding of your emotions and limits are debatable. He's still rough, rude, crosses the line with his jokes and taunts sometimes,,, a lot but his almost puppy like affection does shine through.
-Like really, he dwells in your attention and he is almost always at your side. Makes it really hard to surprise him with anything because he knows.
-Besides that he loves physical attention. Be it hugs, holding hands, caressing his skin, leaning on him or straight up slapping his face.
-Definetly the stupid man type. Meaning that it isn't hard to make him do things. Really, if he thinks he came up with an idea and then even praises him for doing it, well-. You could pretty much just say "Man, I haven't eaten anything sweet in quite some time" and he'd later bake you a cake
-While on that topic, he's an ungodly good baker and cook? You have no idea how, when, why but you appreciate his food nonetheless.
-Another surprising talent, or well knowledge he has is about art and especially architecture. It's not that far fetched when you think about the fact that he did grow up in Shurima but it's Rhaast??
-He won't stop his hunting just because of you. He might get a bit more considerate of who he kills but it doesn't change the fact that he basically gets off to a massacre. If murder isn't exactly your taste, then hey, he will at least not drag you into it, expect to be on cleaning-up-blood duty though.
-But oh if you do have taste be up for some fun. He will make out with you in a pool of blood, no way around it.
-At some point in your relationship you got sick, nothing fatal, really, but you sure looked dead. Rhaast never quite realized that you, a human, are, well, a human. Even with all the strength a human can muster, a monster could easily rip them apart, a bad infection could cost an arm, hell, even just an unfortunate sickness could mean death. He can’t remember the last time he felt pain but oh, seeing you like that made his heart ache in a way he never thought was possible. That made him a lot more protective of you.
-Other upsides are that, if you don’t have anything planned this weekend, get ready for an adventure on trying to find out methods to prolong your life!
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-Rhaast is one horny piece of shit. He won’t force you if you aren’t in the mood but he’ll surely take every opportunity he has to make you needy.
-Don't expect some sweet or soft sex, c'mon, it's Rhaast, he'll fuck your brains out. Rough, fast, hard, best he can do is wait a bit for you to adjust.
-Sadistic and degrading. Bruises, cuts, bites. He loves hearing you cry out while calling you a whore.
-Funnily enough that goes both ways. Slap his face, yank him to your level with his horns, spit in his mouth and call him a good boy and he'd be rock hard.
-Definitely has a breeding kink.
-Would be up for pretty much anything really, if you have a fun or risky idea just tell him.
-Very sweet aftercare though. Rhaast will lick your tears away and hold you close. Depending on the surroundings he'd eather help you clean up or just make you a hot bath.
May I request two seperate headcannon about aatrox and rhaast saving their kidnapped s/o please? The kidnappers didn't know they got the wrong target and ended held hostage of the darkins' partner instead!
I wrote it like the kidnappers took their s/o because they’re the darkin’s partner simply because I thought that would be more spicy~~~
Aatrox, Rhaast When Their S/O is Kidnapped
Warning: Violence, kidnapping
Aatrox
Aatrox is extremely protective of you and immediately sensed something off when you didn't come back to him at the time you said you would. A naturally nihilistic individual, he already believes the world only exists to corrupt you now that you're by his side
Overcome by fury, Aatrox tunnel visions on every moving thing that could possibly endanger you. He tears them apart with his blade, screaming in rage the entire time. You can hear gurgles of pain from your kidnappers and the squelch of skin. The scene is so bloody you're grateful that the kidnappers blindfolded you
The Darkin only recovers when you timidly call out to him and his actions are frantic as he frees you. Aatrox unbounds you and takes off your blindfold, his hulking figure obscuring your vision of the bloody scene behind him. Momentarily forgetting about his hard Darkin skin, he pulls you into an embrace so tight it might leave a bruise or two
Aatrox is apologetic after the whole ordeal. He has his head down in shame, humiliated and feeling undeserving of you. He believes he could've done something different, reaching you earlier or even be able to prevent the kidnapping before it even happened. It was his duty to look after you but he failed
If you're injured, Aatrox will find ways to heal you himself. Even if healing magic is quicker, he doesn't trust anyone else to look after you and will opt for slower, manual methods, never letting you leave his sight
Rhaast
At first, your disappearance doesn't bother Rhaast. He does think your lack of notifying him is odd but as an naturally impulsive individual himself, he figures there's a chance you were just being spontaneous
But when Rhaast realises what's happened, he's eagerly dashing through the shadows, on the hunt for you and your captors with a sick smile on his face. Of course, he's concerned for your safety but if your kidnappers wanted any mercy, they should've come straight to him. Now that they even dared harm you... oh, Rhaast was going to have fun
Once he finds you, Rhaast might get caught up in his bloodlust if you're not in critical condition. He'll spend his time taunting and playing mind games with your kidnappers. If you're extreme injured though, Rhaast will be much more efficient, cutting your enemies down until he can get to you
Rhaast sometimes shows consideration for you in odd ways. As much as he'd love to tear your captors apart, he lets you decide their fate. Shall they live, will they die? If they do die, how? You can even do the finishing move if you want. You can decide it all, Rhaast hopes it'll make you feel a little better
If you're extremely distraught after the kidnapping though, Rhaast is considerate enough to not be so insensitive. He'll offer you comfort through his presence, staying quiet or talking to distract you if that's what you desire
Could I get Rhaast and Mordekaiser romance headcanons for a small fem s/o please? Take your time!
Rhaast
Rhaast is just surprised at how chill you are on meeting him, often small humans like you would be crying for their lives upon listening to his laugh.
He’ll let you sit on his shoulders and hold on his horns as you travel, your small legs make him annoyed.
It makes him laugh so loud when you try to wield his scythe. “Such a small thing trying to look all might, how cute you’re, precious.”. Rhaast doesn’t often soft up with you, you’re just happy when he does.
Rhaast is rough, for example, more than often he’ll simply huff and grab you by the shirt as he lifts you when you’re trying to pick something that you clearly can't reach, it makes him annoyed but he, deep down, finds it adorable.
He’s bitter, he’ll bite your shoulder and neck and leave marks because he wants peoples to know you belong to him, he’s very, very clear with what is his property and you’re one of they, no one dares touch you.
Mordekaiser
Your parents always have told you to never say his name, and when you’re a kid you are too scared of the stories, you always have read about him on books and every horrible thing he did.
But curiosity is a dangerous thing, as you grow this fear turn on admiration, and you always catch yourself quietly whispering as you trace his name, it never happens like the legends to him show up, you just don't know that through the veil, the revenant would watch the small human with equal curiosity.
It will come to the moment Mordekaiser just want to... meet you, and he’d have no problem in pulling you to the veil on his own dimension with him, it was a scary thing at first and took you a while to understand he’s not a legend.
Mordekaiser has no intention of letting you go back so soon, he wants to understand his interest in you, he has killed thousands like you, what makes you this special to him. While he’s not romantic and surely scary enough, it’s his own way to demonstrate he cares about you, petting your head, picking you up and close as you start to feel homesick and making sure you’re not alone.
He’ll never allow you to remove his helmet, but you’re allowed to touch, he’s sure something he used to call a heart would melt when you look on his eyes with such an adorable and loving gaze.
Wip for the new chapter of league of legends x reader, which is gonna be Kayn x f!summoner!reader x Rhaast...
Suddenly Kayn shuddered, the corruption on the side of his face crawling over his skin, left eye glowing ominously down at you. He groaned, arching downwards, but he managed to hold himself up above you with his uncorrupted arm. His corrupted arm shivered and twitched, claws flexing around your hips.
"Are you all right, Kayn?" you asked, a little concerned, but also so full of him.
"Yess, give me... a second," he hissed out, as if that convinced you of his 'all-right-ness'. "Shut up, Rhaast, let me do this and shut the fuck up."
Oh, he was having an internal battle with the Darkin. It happened from time to time, especially when you two (or was it three?) were having sex it seemed, but usually it only took a little bit of persuasion from Kayn for Rhaast to quiet down, enjoying the feeling from inside of his host. This time, however, Rhaast didn't feel like backing down, and Kayn's corrupted hand tightened around your hipbone, talons digging into your skin.
"Little human whore," Kayn grated out in Rhaast voice and you startled, tightening around his dick that was still throbbing inside of you, "... Rhaast, fuck. off." was added in Kayn's own voice, and you couldn't help but let out a sound of pleasure. "She's mine."
A Rhaast scenario where he realizes he might need reader in his life, and loves her? The thought of a powerful entity being all soft and vulnerable when it comes to their love interest is +++
I wholeheartedly agree with these asks, planned for some sweet (maybe even comedic?) fluff but then my mind went, “yes, but make it angsty”
Rhaast x Injured!Reader Drabble: Fickle
Warning: Mentions of blood, violence and injuries
Mortal lives were fickle, that's why Rhaast loved toying with them so much. He enjoyed how fragile they were, how doable it was to end their lives. The feeling of power was too addicting, the only flaw with his victims being how it was a lack of challenge in ending their lives. The sick pleasure in cutting down hundreds at a time, mortal bodies were absolute fun. Never did he find their fragility as an issue.
Until now.
As he watched your body instinctively shiver, Rhaast carefully lifted the bed covers to see that red hasn't bled through your bandaged torso left. For once he was frustrated, cursing the world for how humanity was designed. If only they were tougher, it would be more thrilling to slay them. If they were stronger, maybe you wouldn't be a few steps away from death.
Your wounds were bandaged, your breathing was weak but consistent. Now what was left was for him to wait. To wait for you to recover and wake up. Rhaast laughed at himself. How his hulking figure was hunched over your small one. How his immortality and years of existence couldn't prepare him for seeing you in such a state state.
Human weakness was infectious. Rhaast learnt that the hard way through the time he spent with you. The patience you showed him he started to show back. The gentleness you displayed he started to observe and emulate back to you. When you told him the vulnerabilities of your heart, Rhaast realised he now had a vulnerability of his own. A person that no matter his hatred against humanity was, he wouldn't think for a second of harming them.
He realised he couldn't let you go. He couldn't let his one weakness wandering out in the open for any to attack. The one time you left you alone he came back to see you in a state far worse than the unconscious one before him. Your torso wasn't bandaged, it was wallowing in a pool of your own blood. Your cleaned face and body was covered in dirt and grime. Just thinking back to when he found you created a foreign pain in his chest. It was a pain he couldn't remedy, it wouldn't go away. All he knew was that when he put his clawed hands on your shoulders, when he felt your heartbeat setting a steady rhythm, or seeing how your chest was steadily rising and falling, the pain lessened.
Perhaps he was becoming the fickle one. It certainly felt that way as he spent his days next to your unresponsive body. Had you been a mere acquaintance, a person who was somehow worth more alive than dead, he would've left you to recover on your own. How you ended up so maimed was still a mystery to him, a mystery he intended on solving, or to merely destroy all possible suspects so that the true criminal was punished sooner or later. Had you been anyone else, he would've hopped on his feet and abandoned you to take matters into his own hands. Jumping into battle and slaying everyone like the Darkin was notorious for. But to do that would be to leave your side...
Audibly exhaling, Rhaast leaned back against the wall. A Darkin had no need to sleep and he no intention to. As the moon started to rise high into the sky, he settled his red gaze on you, his palm gently tracing down your cheek. He noticed everything. Every twitch of the muscles, every shift in your expression, every time your breath was a little more delayed. The signs of a living body he was so used to destroying, now he wanted them to be stronger. But for now, he could only observe and wait. Wait until his weakness was strong again.