They were two idealists, alone in the world. One was bright eyed and full of hope, the other was jaded, beaten down, and almost broken. However, both saw what Demacia and Noxus were, and, more importantly, in their heart of hearts, knew what they could be: nations that could foster justice, peace, and excellence.
The two met in secret. They had to, as tensions between their two kingdoms were at its peak. They would bring plans or intelligence that they could use to further their idealistic dreams, but, mostly, they brought each other comfort and support. They were allies and friends. They could lean on each other when the weight of their impossible dream threatened to crush them.
In time, they found love in that comfort, which made them need to hide even more. A need which only increased when that love turned intimate.
Then, Lux brought forward her forbidden fantasies and convinced Riven to act them out with her. How scandalous it would be if they were caught: a disgraced exile of Noxus "kidnapping" Demacia's golden girl, their beacon of hope. She'd probably be cut down where she stood. And yet, Riven couldn't deny the excitement the danger brought to the act. Her heart quickened as she tightened each knot and pulled the handkerchief taut over Lux's face. She could only imagine how her lover was feeling (although the short, rapid breaths and the pink on her cheeks probably said enough).
Even in the heart of the forest that they'd made their hiding spot, and even with the gag on her face, Lux fought to keep her moans and gasps quiet. Despite herself, Riven's hands sought to push Lux to her limits, each tweak of her nipples or nip at her neck done to elicit either a sharp gasp or a meek whine. The gasp Lux made when her Riven finally dipped her hand into her lover's panties and against her most sensitive folds made her own loins tingle.
Riven hoped she could do more with Lux. Perhaps, in time, tie her up in more than just this light binding. Do more to that gorgeous body than just kiss and finger her. Maybe find an abandoned cottage in these woods or an inn that didn't recognize them and would ask no questions. Some place with a bed instead of just a blanket thrown over the forest floor or tied up against a tree.
Still, as her warm breath washed over Lux's neck, she could feel her lover writhing in her bonds. Hearing her moan and mewl in delight, Riven was content with what they had for now.
She curled her leg around Lux's, softly grinding her crotch against her thigh as her fingers started pushing in.
MORE than content...
Tags: gag, ropeplay, bound arms, f/f, video games
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Story by Hoshino |
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Artwork by Octo |
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