League of Legends: Stories

The Mornings of a Queen and an Assassin (Katarina x Ashe)

Warning: This story is a smut, not much plotline, if you ask me.

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The Mornings of a Queen and an Assassin

Ashe gasped softly as Katarina struck her rear with her palm probably for the ninth time. She didn't care that it was painful. She's too lost in the lustful moment that she has began mixing pain and pleasure and couldn't decipher which is which.

Currently, she's on all fours and on her bed, her bare backside obviously pointing to the assassin, who seemingly enjoyed the view with a lewd and darkened gaze.

"Do you want it?" Katarina asked her with a husky voice that made Ashe nearly shiver in response.

"Y-Yes..."

"Beg for it." Katarina growled, slapping her rear once more.

"Ah!" She gasped out yet again, biting her bottom lip in pleasure afterwards. "P-Please... I... I want it..."

"Want what?" Katarina teased, smirking as she held the pseudo cock she currently has strapped on her crotch.

"I want you to... mmm... please me..."

Ashe clearly knew, as Queen of Freljord, she shouldn't be begging for a Noxian assassin to fuck her senselessly, but oh, that's what she truly desires right now.

"Please you? How?"

"I..."

'Just say it!' A voice, similar to hers, shouted at her in her mind.

"Fuck me, Katarina... Take my innocence." Her nails dug inside the sheets. "Mark me as your own."

Katarina grinned before moving forward, stroking Ashe's dripping entrance with the tip of her strap on.

"If you insist."

With a strong thrust, Katarina slid the pseudo cock inside Ashe, causing the Queen to let out a pained, and same time, pleasured cry.

Ashe became still, and so did Katarina. The Noxian very well knew that this is Ashe's first time, and she won't be cruel about it. It had always been Ashe who wears the toy, but now, the archer has finally let Katarina be the one using it. She leant over Ashe, her well-endowed bust pressing against the royal's smooth back.

She planted a soft kiss on Ashe's shoulder, while she planted her hands beside Ashe's own.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle." She whispered quietly, which earned her a nod in return.

Katarina latched her lips onto Ashe's neck and began sucking on the soft and cool skin as she moved her hips forward, thrusting the sex toy deeper into the archer's tight quiver. After a second's worth of movement, she felt the tip of it meet with Ashe's hymen.

"Kat, I...-!"

"We can stop now, if you want." Katarina whispered against Ashe's neck. "Just say the word, and I'll pull out."

Ashe shook her head. "N-No... It's... It's fine. I'll be fine..."

"Alright, I'll go slow...-!"

"No," Ashe shook her head. "Just... Just do it."

"Ashe, it'll hurt...-!"

"Just do it! I'll adjust to the pain."

"Ashe..."

"It's always been you who's been adjusting to my pain. I want to adjust now for you."

Katarina smiled against her lover's neck before whispering, "I love you."