Metagame: A Series of League of Legends Shorts_(0)

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Warning: This story contains futanari on female. In other

words - girls with dicks having sex with females. If the

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Eyes in the sky

Quinn returned to the ladies' locker room

after suffering a crushing defeat. As she

removed her heavy pieces of armor she

overheard the murmurs of her allies.

"God, why can't people just summon Vayne

or Caitlyn?" Katarina whispered.

"Even Urgot would be a better choice, at

least that… thing can initiate." Shyvana

fired back.

Miss Fortune poked her head out from her

locker. "What's the point of having less

than 550 range in the first place? When

does that ever work out?"

Though her face remained calm and stoic,

her allies' words pierced Quinn straight

through the heart. She was always eager to

test her skills and put showcase the fruits

of her training, and yet nobody wanted to

see her on their team. If she performed

well and led her team to victory, someone

else would take credit. If she performed

well and lost, she would take the blame.

"Hey can you just stick to top lane or

something and let real marksmen do the

whole "carrying" thing?" Katarina shouted

from across the room.

"Why? So she can feed somewhere else?"

Shyvana added on. The rest of the girls

laughed. The whole room seemed to be

against her. She stared at her crossbow in

her hands and bit her lip. She didn't want

to be there. She wanted to be out with

Valor, hunting in the cold northern forests

of Demacia, or even exploring in Freljord.

Though she enjoyed being summoned by a

competent summoner, Quinn was more

than happy to be off on her own where she

could enjoy the fresh air with only Valor at

her side.

She removed her ornate golden helmet and

placed it in her locker, scratching her short

purple hair. She looked over her shoulder

to the showers and could see they were

already starting to fill. Quinn preferred to

shower by herself. She sighed and wrapped

a towel around her waist before slipping

out of her brown, armored leggings from

beneath.

Most of the ladies in the League had no

trouble changing out in the open. Their

sizeable breasts, feminine curves and long

beautiful hair gave them the confidence to

prance around in the nude. But Quinn was

different. She was shorter than most of the

women, her breasts were small, her body

was toned and muscular and she didn't do

anything fancy with her hair. Her most

admirable feature was her perfectly round

ass, the result of a strict workout regiment

and proper diet. Still, she did whatever she

could to remain covered when in the

presence of others.

She wrapped her towel tighter above her

chest and walked over to a small hallway

at the end of the lockers. Five small saunas

were installed at the request of a few of

the more influential female champions,

though they didn't see much use aside

from the odd occasion. Quinn seemed to be

the only one who used them lately.

She walked to the last sauna in the row

and peered through the window, double-

checking to see if anyone was there, then

entered the room.

She inhaled deeply, filling her lungs with

the warm sauna air and her nose with the

scent of cedar. She disrobed of her towel

and placed it on a hook near the door. The

saunas were meant to be used after the

showers as a way to dry off and relax the

muscles. However Quinn used them as a

way to hide until the rest of the girls left

so she could shower in peace.

She sat down on the lower level of the

sauna and stretched out her arms and legs,

revealing the other thing that separated

her from the ladies in the league. A soft,

modest dick wiggled between her thighs,

atop a pair of appropriately sized testicles.

She had sprouted the uncharacteristic

appendage after an unfortunate encounter

with a carnivorous plant while on an

excursion in the Plague Jungles.

She reached over and picked up a wooden

ladle on the bench, dipped it into a bucket

of water, and poured the water over the

rocks in the center of the floor. The room

quickly filled with a steamy haze and Quinn

let out a satisfied sigh.

As she got more comfortable in the room

her mind began to wander. She thought

about what mistakes she had made during

the previous match. She could hear the

voices of her frustrated allies and their

insults. She then began to imagine their

naked bodies as they ridiculed her. Oh no,

don't think about that. She thought. Not

now, wait until we get home. No matter

how hard she tried to quell her thoughts,

she couldn't shake the images from her

head, and she felt her cock begin to twitch.

She squeezed it tightly in her palm. Please,

not now. It continued to grow in her hand

until it stuck out at an impressive six

inches.

She began to lightly stroke it between her

fingers, cursing the appendage that

seemed to have a mind of its own. Why do

you keep doing this to me? She wiped the

sweat forming on her forehead and

between her B cup breasts and brushed it

off on the bench. Her breathing became

more labored as she struggled to inhale the

hot sauna air. Just hurry up and finish. She

thought.

Her grip tightened and she stroked harder

and faster. She stood up in preparation to

shoot her load over the sauna rocks when

she heard a knock on the door.

What?! Who the hell wants in? She

thought. She sat back down on the bench

and squeezed her lady boner between her

legs. If it weren't for her rock hard thighs

it would have simply shot straight back up.

She fidgeted in her seat and tried to

remain quiet; hoping the person at the door

would leave. She heard another knock, this

time followed by a voice.

"Is someone in there?" The voice asked.

Quinn didn't reply. Please go. Please don't

come in. Please, please, please…

Creak.

The door opened slightly.

"Is someone in here?" Ashe asked through

the crack in the door.

Well shit, I've got no choice now. "Yeah i-

it's me." Quinn spoke in a hushed voice.

"Oh, hello Quinn." Ashe poked her head

through the door. "Do you mind if I join

you?"

Quinn scratched her head nervously. "Uhh…

s-sure."

The pale frost archer squeezed through the

crack in the door.

As Quinn would have expected, Ashe was

fully nude. Her long, snow white hair

highlighted her beautiful lady-like curves on

her front and back. Her large, beautiful

bust swayed and bounced slightly with her

step. Her long, pale legs seemed to glow

amidst the darkness of the room. She truly

was a queen. Quinn could feel her loins

stirring between her thighs.

Ashe walked over to Quinn and sat down

beside her on the upper level of the sauna.

"I was looking for you." She leaned

backward over the top step of the sauna

bench, her gorgeous breasts jutting out

atop her ribcage and tilting slightly

outward. "I'm sorry you had to hear those

nasty things."

Quinn knew it was rude to stare, but she

couldn't help but peek every now and then

at the goddess laying next to her. She

swallowed hard. "Don't apologize for

them." She sighed. "I'm used to hearing

stuff like that."

"But you shouldn't be. They should respect

your talents and treat you as equal."

Quinn wiped the sweat from her face

again. "I'm not equal."

"You have strengths that they don't. You

and your bird are a formidable duo. I know

what the two of you are capable of.

You brought light to the growing turmoil in

the Freljord. You enlightened the southern

nations of a very serious matter. If not for

your assistance we would not have received

Demacian reinforcements. That alone is

worthy of praise."

Quinn sighed. "Ashe, why did you come

here?"

Ashe sat up and looked down at Quinn. "I

could tell you were upset. I wanted to

remind you that you are a hero to both the

Freljord and Demacia. You must never

forget that your actions brought peace to a

nation."

Quinn stared at her toes and wiggled

them. "Thanks, I guess."

The Frost Archer stood up from her seat

and sat downward on the same bench as

Quinn. "I never properly thanked you for

what you did."

Quinn looked away shyly. "There's no need

for thanks. Knowing the Freljord is now at

peace is thanks enough."

Ashe smiled and gently placed her left

hand on Quinn's thigh. "As Queen it is my

duty to reward those who helped my people

prosper." She slid her hand upward to the

V between Quinn's thighs.

Quinn gripped Ashe's wrist before she

could go any further. "Ashe, please, stop."

She pushed the hand away and finally

looked her in the eyes. "Look, I'm honoured

that my efforts were of use to you, truly, I

am. Please, just, know that I accept your

thanks. That's all I ask. You don't need to

do me any favours or anything. It's not

necessary."

Ashe frowned and leaned back again,

arching her back over the seat behind her.

"Alright, if you insist."

Quinn sighed again. "Thank you."

The two ladies sat in silence. Quinn

awkwardly scratched her head and wiggled

her toes, hoping Ashe would hurry up and

leave so that she herself could finish. She

thought about jerking off in front of Ashe

and closed her eyes tightly. No! Why would

you even think about such a thing!? Despite

her best efforts, she could feel herself

getting harder once again. She fidgeted in

her seat in an attempt to stifle the growing

hardness.

She moaned silently. Ohhh. The sensation

of her thighs rubbing against her cock

elicited an incredible pleasure. Oh god,

please don't do this. She could feel her

heart beat quicken. Well, maybe I can just

cum like this and run to the shower once

Ashe leaves.

She quickly glanced at Ashe from the

corner of her eyes to make sure she was

still resting, then began to roll her thighs

slightly from side to side. She could feel

her head rubbing against her tight thighs

and imagined it was another girl she was

thrusting around inside. The image in her

mind changed from a plain, brown-haired

mystery woman to Ashe. Quinn bit her lip.

No! Not her! Don't think of her.

Though despite her best efforts, she

couldn't shake the image of her

penetrating Ashe from behind. It was

beginning to drive her crazy. Okay we really

need to hurry up with this, she's going to

open her eyes any moment now. Quinn

looked beside her for a quick peek at

Ashe's naked body, in hopes of speeding

things up. She watched as the queen's

breasts heaved up and down gently with

her breathing. Quinn had never been so

close to them before.

She felt her throbbing cock tighten even

harder, causing her to moan slightly. Oh

shit, was that out loud? Oh god I hope she

didn't hear that. Maybe if I can just… She

looked over at Ashe one last time and

saved the image in her mind. Okay, it'll

only take a couple seconds, then we can

relax. Quinn placed her hand over her

crotch and slowly spread her legs.

Her cock sprang upward, flinging a drop of

pre-cum that had been dangling from her

head into the hot stones at the centre of

the room. A loud hiss erupted and Quinn

froze in terror. Ashe looked up from her

rest, first at the stones, then at Quinn.

Quinn was a statue. Her mouth froze in

shock and her hands hovered over her

throbbing erection.

Ashe giggled. "I've never seen it like that

before."

Quinn slammed her hands down on her

cock and looked over to Ashe, breathing

heavily. "Before? You've seen it… before?"

Ashe nodded. "Once or twice. I do have the

eyes of a hawk after all."

Quinn sulked, her hands still working to

keep her stiffness down. "Does… anyone

else know?"

"Not to my knowledge, no."

Quinn sighed again. "Please, please don't

tell anyone about this." Her Face was

bright red.

Ashe grinned and shuffled closer to Quinn.

"Yes it… it would be a shame if anyone

found out wouldn't it?" She placed her

hand on the woman's leg again and slowly

inched toward the stiff member.

"Please… don't do this." Quinn's cock

twitched in anticipation.

Ashe looked up again. "I've been married

for four years. I know how to help when it

gets like this."

Quinn blushed and wiped the sweat from

her brow with both hands. "No, I mean.

It's just, I don't know… it's embarrassing…

having someone else do it."

"Then you can do it." Ashe smiled warmly.

"I simply don't want to see you in pain."

Quinn laughed nervously.

"So what will it be?"

Quinn swallowed again and bit her lip. She

slowly gripped the shaft of her cock with

her right hand and began to move it up and

down. It was incredibly difficult for her to

ignore the fact that Ashe was watching

her.

"Do you always do it so slow?" Ashe piped

up.

"Uh… only w-when I'm getting ready."

"Ah." Ashe stood up and sat down on the

adjacent bench. Though she didn't want to

admit it, Ashe wanted Quinn to look at her

while jerking off.

She sprawled out across the bench,

fondling her breasts and tracing her fingers

across her legs, drawing attention to the

pink slit between her thighs

Quinn gulped and began to stroke faster.

Ashe moaned. "Mmm yes, like that."

Her jaw dropped and her eyes widened as

Quinn stared, hypnotized by Ashe's beauty.

Her back arched and she pulled the skin of

her dick back as far as it would stretch. She

instinctively stood up as she shot six decent

spurts of her hot cum into the coals. The

coals hissed and steamed and Quinn fell

down to her seat once again, breathing

heavily.

"All better?" Ashe inquired.

Quinn opened one eye and nodded, her

tongue hanging from her mouth as she

desperately tried to return her breathing to

normal.

"I must say that was quite impressive, the

way it shot with such velocity to reach the

coals."

Quinn didn't reply.

"Shouldn't it be returning to normal now?"

Quinn opened one eye and looked

downward. Though it no longer stood on its

own, her cock lay fully grown against her

stomach, twitching occasionally. Why aren't

you shrinking? Don't do this to me… She

gripped the shaft with a tired hand and

flicked it downward in hopes that it would

sink down in between her legs. The cock

bobbed and bounced against her thighs but

refused to yield.

"Looks like you still have more in you."

Ashe joked.

Quinn sat up, looking noticeably irritated.

"It's… never… done this… before." As if

the steam in the room was not enough,

Quinn's arousal made it that much more

difficult for her to catch her breath.

"Perhaps I may give you a hand?" Ashe

stood up and bounced toward Quinn, sitting

at her side once more.

Quinn wanted to refuse but couldn't find

the energy to speak. She nodded lightly

and closed her eyes.

Ashe curled her delicate fingers around the

shaft of Quinn's semi-erect dick and gently

rubbed her fingers up and down.

"Interesting things, aren't they?"

Quinn opened her eyes briefly, but couldn't

keep them open.

With her other hand, Ashe caressed Quinn's

abdomen. "Your physique is your most

admirable feature my dear. You must work

out quite often."

Quinn continued to ignore Ashe's

questions. She was completely focused on

the arousing pleasure below her waist.

Ashe stopped for a moment as Quinn

exhaled deeply. "Should I open the vent? It

may be too hot for you."

Quinn shook her head slowly. "No…" She

placed her hands behind her head and

stretched backward, her abdominal muscles

outlined below her chest.

"Very impressive." Ashe leaned forward

and placed her cheek against the girl's

stomach. "Very fit indeed." She whispered.

She continued to stroke the once-again

throbbing cock in her hand.

Quinn could feel her heartbeat in her

temples. She never imagined a stunningly

beautiful queen would be servicing her like

this. She closed her eyes and reveled in the

pleasure when she suddenly felt a new

sensation against the tip of her penis. Her

eyes opened and she leaned forward.

Ashe gently flicked her tongue across the

sensitive tip, giggling as Quinn twitched

and cringed in delight. "You've never been

sucked before have you?" Ashe looked up

and Quinn shook her head. The Frost

Archer delicately kissed the smooth round

head and slipped it between her lips. Quinn

exhaled loudly and let out a slight moan as

she felt the woman's ice cold lips against

her warm cock.

Inch by inch, she enveloped the generous

dick with her mouth, licking and coating

the shaft with her saliva. Quinn writhed

and ached with each movement, still

sensitive from her previous orgasm. As

Ashe bobbed her head up and down over

the shaft, Quinn dug her nails into the

bench, splintering the red cedar. She could

feel her orgasm approaching quickly.

"Keep… keep going." She finally found the

effort to speak.

Ashe removed her lips from Quinn's girl

cock and exhaled. "Hold on, I want to

savour this."

The Freljordian Queen stood up and

climbed on to the bench where Quinn was

seated and sat on her knees above Quinn's

throbbing cock. She reached her hands back

towards the girl. "Please."

Quinn gripped the queen's wrists as Ashe

sat down on her lap, forcing her cock into

her cold, damp pussy. Ashe purred at the

sharp difference in temperature she could

feel inside her; her ice-cold pussy against

Quinn's hot cock.

Quinn moaned rhythmically as Ashe slowly

bounced her hips on her lap. A light

slapping echoed as Ashe's soft buns

smacked against Quinn's hard thighs.

Through the space between her arms and

torso, Quinn could see the edges of Ashe's

breasts as they bounced up and down with

each of her thrusts. The sight was enough

to send her over the edge.

With a sudden surge of energy that

completely caught Ashe off guard, Quinn

released Ashe's hands and grabbed her

below the knees, raising the taller woman

in the air. Quinn stood up and pressed her

cheek against the woman's bare back as

she thrust one final time into her cold

flesh. Her ass tightened and her face

contorted as she pumped the frost archer

with her seed, holding the woman tightly in

her arms.

As she felt the last drop squirt from her

head, Quinn sat back down and let go of

Ashe's legs. For a moment Ashe sat still in

amazement at Quinn's strength, the girl's

dick still inside her. "Goodness. I wasn't

anticipating that." Ashe exhaled.

Quinn panted then swallowed hard. "I'm…

sorry. I-I hope... I didn't hurt you."

Ashe turned her upper body and smiled at

the purple-haired woman beneath her.

"Not at all." Ashe finally stood up, Quinn's

cock slipping out from her pussy and

landing against the girl's thigh, finally at

rest. Ashe stepped over to the coals and

spread her legs. She placed two fingers

between her pussy lips and spread them. A

short stream of warm, white liquid oozed

out from her and landed on the hot coals. A

pillar of steam erupted out in response,

warming Ashe's legs.

She stepped back and sat down at Quinn's

side once again. "I think the showers are

free now." She leaned over and kissed the

small woman on her cheek. "Promise me

we'll do this again?"

Quinn nodded and closed her eyes.

-END-