Vi's telepathic response was something along the lines of, "It's been almost two months. Security is probably lax by now!"
Caitlyn disagreed. Vi was correct, but she still disagreed. It was too big a risk.
"Look. Listen." Caitlyn snatched the black-gold VIP card from Matias. She read it a second time and tapped at it several times impatiently. "This pass lets us go to any HexOnsen. All of them are in Bluewind Court: It's north Piltover! The most influential individuals of Piltover live in Bluewind Court! Most have their mansions and heavily guarded workshop compounds here!"
"Huh. Is it really that big a deal for common citizens to go?" Matias asked innocently. There was a sort-of pause. The confusion he was having was separate from the conversation Caitlyn and Vi were having. He was from Piltover and worked at one of the most prestigious streets in the city, so he understood class differences. Hell, just this morning, a snobby teenager lazily paid him double what he needed to because he didn't care about money. So he got it.
But come on, this was a bath. It couldn't be that big a deal.
"Heh, it's not." Vi kept smirking and kept herself pressed to Matias' left arm. "Trust me, she's just exaggerating."
"I'm not!"
"You are."
"I'm not!"
"Matias, look at her, so dramatic."
Vi kept wearing that smirk and rubbing her chest against his arm, while Caitlyn put her hands on her hips like a parent warning him. Matias suddenly got the feeling this wasn't entirely about the bath. Or maybe it was. 'Is this a cat fight?'
"I mean…I do customer service. I should be fine, Caitlyn."
Caitlyn hung her head.
"Don't worry, you won't have to go."
Caitlyn couldn't go. Caitlyn lived there. Her face would be known to the first butler that saw her. Vi, on the other hand, wasn't as well-known. Even still, this was stupid. It was.
"And I'll make sure to wear sunglasses," Vi added. "Plenty of souvenirs too. Me and Matias are going to take our sweet, sweet time."
"Fine." Caitlyn forced a smile. "Fine. You two can go."
She clenched her fist when she saw Matias smile happily. Oh, she was glad to see his smile, but not Vi's little smirk. She won here. She got to hang out with Matias and there wasn't a damn thing Caitlyn could do about it.
***
A muscular, hot flirty woman with a fat crush and an oblivious, kind-hearted and hung man walk into a hot spring. Both naked, both walking on a cobblestone pathway, and one of them eyeing the other like a hot piece of meat.
Thwap, thwap, thwap!
A huge, meaty cock like Matias', of course, made a distinct thwap against his thigh. It just did. It showed how much of a monster he was. Luckily, today, the hot spring was empty. There were only so many elites and, from what Caitlyn told them, some elites didn't like Ionian culture daring to infiltrate their culture.
The black VIP card did not flash a brow. The Noxian warlord already told them in advance about Matias, it seemed. Vi was an unexpected presence, but wearing a pair of sunglasses, Vi was able to convince them that she was a fancy, rich woman, putting on a posh accent and everything. It was hilarious and over the top and somehow it worked.
The pink-haired fighter beside him let out a sigh as she rolled her left shoulder and walked into the water. Her ass sank, her backside sank, and she looked hot while doing it. She turned half-way and beckoned him with two fingers.
Mr. Big Dick joined her with a smile. Vi didn't think she'd ever enjoy seeing a cock swaying between a man's leg and submerge into water, yet here she was.
Vi couldn't believe her luck: a one-on-one with Matias. No need to hold back because they had to come from groceries on time or because fucking too loud meant Caitlyn might finally realize it wasn't the old couple nextdoor.
Her arms were put behind her and spread. She sighed. "Thank god you're sexy."
"H-huh?"
Vi looked right at him. Again, that smirk hadn't once been wiped away. "Why else did that old hag give you the VIP card? She wants you to break her back when she returned."
"Oh."
Then Vi rose. "Well, not like I'm any different. Come on, stand up. I want you to fuck the shit out of me."
"H-here? Now?"
"Here and now." Vi put one hand on her hip and the other to spread her cunt. The water was very transparent. That smirk was also very transparent. "Unless what? You're too much of a coward to fuck a hot babe when she asks you?"
Her taunting was equally transparent. Matias laughed and elected to play along with it. Seeing that cock droop and drip, Vi licked her lips. In two swift strides, they embraced and they kissed, her hand on his waist and his hand on her ass.
The kiss was erotic and messy and signalled to his cock to get ready to mate. It defied gravity, dripping wet, and got harder and bigger. So much bigger. Vi loved the feeling of his dick dragging up her leg as it got harder and harder.
She broke the kiss only to remark, "Big ass dick, huh?"
Then it was back to kissing. The steam from the artificial hot spring in Piltover rose in thick, swirling clouds, wrapping around Vi and Matias like a primal embrace. The water lapped at their bare skin, warm and inviting, but it was nothing compared to the heat that already burned between them. Vi's lips were on his neck, her teeth nipping lightly, as Matias's hands gripped her ass, lifting her slightly so her pussy hovered just above his half-hard cock.
"You're so fucking big." Vi reached down, wrapping her fingers around his shaft, feeling the veins pulse under her touch. The final piece of the puzzle arrived and his cock lurched into thirteen inches of pure, uncut Zaunite power. Vi loved every inch of it. Heaving, smirking, she pointed the mushroom head to her entrance, teasing him for fun. She made him miss completely and slid his cock up her abs.
"Ah, so, so big…"
"Stop playing." His hands tightened on her ass and pulled her down onto his cock in one swift motion. Vi gasped, her arms shaking and her head falling back. Filling her up just like that was—
She had that face. The rolled back eyes and the smirk. This was what she wanted from the start.
"Gods, you're so fucking tight," he groaned, his hands sliding up to grip her waist.
"I know." Vi's eyes locked with his as she began to move, standing and rolling to fuck him. She had that power and the experience accumulated. She had adapted. She could fuck him and not instantly lose. "You love it," she purred, her hands sliding up his chest. "You love how I take every inch of you." She leaned forward, her tits brushing against his chest, her lips brushing against his. "And I love how you fucking fill me."
Matias didn't respond with words. Instead, he thrust up into her, his cock driving deep, hitting that spot inside her that made her see stars. Vi moaned, her fingers going to his shoulders. Faster, faster, faster! He fucked faster and so did she. It was a contest of equals and both of them fucked with all the wild abandon of a Zaunite.
"L-look at you. Already gonna cum?" Vi taunted.
Matias growled. He didn't do that often.
"I-I'm a cock hungry slut, what can I say?" That smirk again. Damn, he was making her fuck hard. The water splashed loudly. "I'm not just going to drop, my favourite big dick stud."
That was when his cock lurched forward inside her, reaching deep inside, and in that exact moment, he slammed her down his cock and made her experience her first orgasm. "Oh fuck, oh fuck—" The affects of the climax struck a moment after and she was smiling. "Oh fuuuuck~!! That's ittt~! That's it!"
Vi had endured prison. Vi had endured poverty. Vi could endure anything.
"Fuckfuckfuckfuck—"
But although she was getting better at it, enduring this cock seemed impossible. Once the first orgasm hit her brain, it was like she melted.
"Fuck, fuck, why!? Why can't I—!? Ngggh! Why is this SO fucking amazing!?" Her nipples were so hard for him and she tried, she really did. She clung herself to him, grabbing his butt with one hand, and fucked him on his own. But as the water splashed, as she looked him in the eye…
"Come on, come on, come onnnn~!"
She couldn't. Vi couldn't maintain eye contact and she couldn't win. She just couldn't.
"I'm cuummiiiing~!"
He smirked. "I know."
Her legs buckled. "I-it just doesn't make sense! This cockkk! How can a man's cock be this FUCKING GOOOD~!! Why!? Why am I already cumming!?" She gasped. "WHY CAN'T I EVER BEAT THIS COCKKK~!"
She fell back. Luckily, her hands landed on the edge of the hot spring for support. She was floating, sort-of, and this position was perfect for Matias. It was like missionary except on water. Grinning, he fucked her and made her tits bounce.
"Don't be ashamed, you're amazing, Vi. You just…" Thrust, thrust, thrust. Rolled back eyes, flushed cheeks, and a grin. She knew she was losing. She had been in this position many, many times before. "You have instincts."
Indeed, Vi had passion and the right killer instinct in order to get his cum out. Her pussy was slick and tight, and she could feel him getting closer with every thrust.
"Y-y-you…!" She stammered and couldn't finish when she orgasmed again. Her hands released any grip they might have head, with only her head managing to put itself on hard rock. "You fuck like a GOD~!!! It doesn't make sense! A man's cock! A man's cockkkk~! It's just SO fucking goood~!"
"You mean my cock!"
Gripping her hips, he made her pussy eat up all thirteen inches. So far, he hadn't gone base to tip, only electing to use seven inches. But now that he was…
"POUND MEEEE~! POUND ME HARDER WITH THAT MASSIVE COCK~!!!"
Pink hair, a sexy face, abs, and decent-sized tits. Vi had it all and yet she submitted to a big cock like any woman.
Matias's hands moved to her ass, squeezing hard as he thrust up into her, his cock slamming into her with a force that made her scream. "I'm going to cum, so cum for me too, Vi," he demanded and she did.
Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, her pussy clamping down on his cock. Matias couldn't move. She was that tight. Zaunite pussy was seriously different. His hands tightening on her ass, he came inside her.
Vi just lay there, twitches spreading throughout her body like a virus. She wanted to make a sound and couldn't. He filled her up with his creamy cum, albeit the water did ruin some of it.
But they weren't done. Not even close.
This wasn't some random slut. This was Vi.
"O-one round ain't enough," she muttered, looking at him with half-lidded eyes. The passion and the determination, it was like she was back in prison. Back to trying to prove herself. But it wasn't the same. This wasn't for the sake of wanting to make peace with her environment, to have stupid men leave her alone; this was all about making herself happy. This was a workout she wanted.
So they fucked for the next hour.
For the next ten minutes, Matias jackhammered her. Thicc muscular legs wrapped around his waist as he thrust into her again, his cock sliding back into her slick cunt with ease. He fucked her hard and fast, his hips slamming against hers with a force that sent ripples through the water.
Legs around his waist and arms grabbing his wrists, Vi let herself get fucked. Hell, in some sense, she was fucking him.
"MY PUSSY IS SO HUNGRY FOR THAT DICK OF YOURS! SO KEEP FUCKING! KEEP GOING DEEP! DON'T EVER STOP~!!!"
Pushing his balls up with her pussy with a sublime example of technique and passion. Any male would bust SO hard. And bust he did. Matias buried himself deep inside her, his cock throbbing as he came again, his cum spilling into her already filled womb.
Still, they kept going.
Matias carried her out of the water, then pulled out of her only long enough to flip her onto her hands and knees on cobblestone. He entered her from behind, his cock sliding into her soaked pussy with ease. Vi moaned, her hands slapping the floor as he fucked her with long, deep strokes. No wonder she was just pulverized by orgasm. No wonder she looked like a maniac.
"FUCKFUCKFUCKKKK—!" She gasped and grinned loudly. "YOUR DICK FILLS ME UP LIKE NOTHING ELSE!!"
His hands gripped her hips, pulling her back onto his cock with every thrust, and Vi could feel him getting ready to cum again.
"Relax, Tobias. Ionian culture is not to be underestimated—"
Vi was gasping, her body still trembling from the intensity of Matias' last thrust when a familiar voice sliced through the steam like a blade. Her eyes widened and she froze mid-moan. Matias heard the womanly voice too and stopped, eight inches deep.
"I once negotiated with one of their kind. They are truly—" A voice that was sharp, refined, and unmistakably from the upper class of Piltover cut through the sex-crazed hot spring. Why? Because it wasn't just anyone. It was someone that could recognize Vi.
"Oh, fuck," Vi hissed under her breath. She glanced over her shoulder and at Matias, her face paling slightly. "I gotta go. Now."
Before he could respond, she was already moving, pussy sliding out of his cock with the practiced ease of someone who'd spent a lifetime escaping sticky situations. She struggled at first, gasping and crawling weakly. When Matias tried to help, she said, "N-no, don't! Just…keep them busy! T-they're…Caitlyn was right."
Matias stared after her, his expression a mix of bewilderment and frustration. "Okay…"
So after some glances, he went back into the water. Vi, meanwhile, was trying to hide behind a pillar. She was crawling on all fours, shaking from the aftereffects of the intense rutting. Matias just kinda glanced between her and whoever was coming from the changeroom. It was a medium-length path from there to here—and more importantly, seeing Vi.
Ten seconds later, right as Vi managed to disappear behind the pillar, two figures emerged on the path. Matias tensed. It was Cassandra Kiramman and her husband, Tobias Kiramman. Both were completely naked, their bodies glistening faintly in the warm glow of the lanterns surrounding the pool.
Cassandra was an elegant woman, her fat ass and MILF hips accentuated by the soft light. Her teal eyes sparkled with curiosity as they landed on Matias. "Ah, someone is already here."
Tobias, on the other hand, looked slightly uncomfortable. He was a bearded man, ordinary in looks.
Matias leaned back in the water, his arms resting on the edge of the pool. He wasn't shy because of Vi's request, even though in most situations, he might have been. He let his gaze drift over the newcomers without hesitation. His semi-erect cock, still thick and imposing even in its relaxed state, was clearly visible beneath the water's surface. The transparency, however, helped Vi in this case to gather her bearings and level her breathing.
Indeed, there was a pause when the patriarch of the Kiramman family noticed Matias. Trying to seem friendly, Matias stood up.
Both pairs of eyes flicked downward for just a moment. Tobias blinked twice. Cassandra's smile widened.
A fat schlong worth ten inches hung between his legs. It was a monster through and through. Most men erect couldn't fathom having a size of that magnitude. It was the kind of cock seen in novels.
Yet it was here. It existed.
And the ones to see it were none other than Caitlyn's parents. Talk about luck. The one male that had managed to plow her cheeks, they were finally meeting him.
"Oh my."
And Cassandra proved. She approved very much, dipping into the water without an ounce of hesitation. She tried hard not to smile but when a stud like that offered a hand…
"Well, this is unexpected," Cassandra said. She shook his hand, her gaze lingering on his face before drifting downward again. "I don't believe we've met."
"Matias," he said simply, his deep voice rumbling through the steam-filled air.
"Matias," Cassandra repeated, as if tasting the name on her tongue. "Pleasure to meet you. I'm Cassandra Kiramman, Councilwoman of Piltover." She glanced at Tobias, who was standing awkwardly behind her. "And this is my husband, Tobias."
Matias extended a kind hand. Tobias took it. In that moment, Cassandra compared. Her husband had a fine size, three inches and shaped to the left, but it was a micro by comparison. Shaking his hands like this felt pathetic. Balls or cock, this motherfucker was nearly triple in both categories. If own wife had to be asked about who was more virile, this stranger would win by heaps and bounds.
Instantly insecure, Tobias imagined his wife getting railed by this gargantuan tree trunk. The handshake ended a second too early.
Tobias cleared his throat awkwardly and sat down. He was trying to redirect the conversation. "This is quite the hot spring," he said, his voice a little too loud in the quiet space.
Matias nodded and sat back down. These two seemed like nobles. Since Vi had panicked so heavily, he wanted to avoid a long conversation.
Neither realized it until the beat passed but Cassandra was handed a choice. Sit next to her husband or sit next to the man secretly fucking her daughter.
The matriarch of the Kiramman family chose the stranger.
"Indeed. Though I must say, it's far more… interesting than I expected." Her gaze dipped again, and this time, she didn't look away. "Do you come here often, Matias?"
Wow. To see his own wife choose to sit with a random man with a ten inch flaccid monster cock over his normal dick was humbling and silencing. What could he say? After all, his wife pulled all the reigns of the family. She dictated what they did and when they did it, so asking her to not sit next to a man who had clearly stolen her attention just wasn't feasible.
Matias shook his head. "No, not really. This is my first time, actually."
"Is that right? Which family do you come from?" Another glance. "It is…hard to discern."
His cock twitched slightly under her scrutiny. He wasn't shy about it—why would he be? He knew what he was working with. And from the way Cassandra was looking at him, she did too.
"Just a merchant who got lucky," Matias ended up saying.
"Ahh, I see. New money. I respect that," Cassandra said. "I respect that a lot." She bit her bottom lip. Fuck, this was unbecoming of her, but she couldn't stop looking down. And the thing was…everyone knew she was looking. Her own husband did too, his own modest member practically invisible compared to Matias'. The size difference was staggering. Tobias could have been hard and still been utterly dwarfed.
It was that fucking bad. It was that obvious that her husband couldn't compete.
Like her daughter before her, the noblewoman was infatuated by the dick.
"Do you work in HexTech?"
Excellent questions. Very excellent, even as she struggled with lust, logic, and primal needs and memories.
Matias played coy. "I run a simple shop."
"Hmm," Cassandra murmured, her lips curving into a sly smile. "I see." Her gaze dropped again, this time lingering pointedly on the water near his waist. When her eyes met his once more, there was no mistaking the flirtatious glint in them. "If you ever require aid, then feel free to come to me."
"Oh no, that's—"
"I insist."
"But, uh…"
Vi's panic had to mean something. This had to mean something, so he couldn't go and accept her offer.
"Ahem, Cassandra." Tobias cleared his throat loud and clear yet Cassandra didn't so much as glance in his direction. Instead, she swam closer to Matias, her voice dropping to a softer, more intimate tone.
"Please, Matias, I am a woman of this city's past and present. I'd be happy to show you around, aid you in finance or in knowledge."
It was at this moment that Matias realized that this woman's breasts were very similar to Caitlyn's, from the D-cup size to the hardness of the nipples, and that the only difference was the face.
"Show you some of its more… private attractions."
"That's… kind of you," he said carefully.
Cassandra chuckled lightly and she chose to withdraw her boobs away from his arm. Not that they were touching but they got damn close. "Think nothing of it. I'm always eager to help newcomers feel more at home." She paused, her gaze roaming over him once more before adding, "Especially those who seem to fit in so… well."
Tobias let out a strained cough, his face turning a shade redder. "Cassandra," he said, his voice tight. "Remember your appointment? We can't stay here for too long."
Cassandra seemed super disappointed. She smiled at Matias anyway, her teal eyes gleaming with unspoken promises. "As you can see, I am quite busy. Never a dull moment in my schedule."
She rose to her full height. Her middle-aged body lacked the flaws expected of a woman her age. Again, she reminded Matias of Caitlyn, except shorter and with a smaller ass and wider hips. Small tweaks that probably came from their age difference and training.
"I do hope we'll see more of you around." She offered a hand. This definitely wasn't custom and she only did so that she could see that cock again. It was worth it. She smiled when she saw his flaccid dick and shook his hand slowly and firmly.
Tobias stood there, waiting for his wife to stop looking at another man's cock. Poor guy. His little weiner was used and now it was forgotten.
Once they were gone, Matias let out a long breath he hadn't realized he was holding. He glanced toward the pillar where Vi had disappeared, half-expecting her to reappear with some snarky comment.
"Are they gone?" Vi eventually asked.
"Yep. Care to explain?"
"Err…" On all fours, Vi reappeared, smiling weakly. "I, uh, should probably consult Caitlyn first."
***
The conversation from the hot spring back home was long and quiet. Vi could be secretive when she needed to and Matias was just too nice. Way too nice. He naturally assumed it had to be with their spy work or whatever, but even he had doubts. The Kiramann family…they were councilors, right? Vi could tell the gears were turning in Matias' head and that it was only a matter of time before their worlds collided.
The evening they returned, the kitchen smelled faintly of broth and fried garlic. Matias cooked and had just left for the shop, leaving Vi and Caitlyn alone at the table with mismatched mugs of tea. Rain tapped lazily at the window, the night gray seeping into the room.
Vi sat sideways in her chair, boot up on the seat, picking at the edge of a pastry Matias had left for them. She looked… almost amused.
"You're not gonna believe who Matias bumped into at the hot spring," Vi said, mouth quirking. She didn't want this to seem urgent since, well, technically it wasn't. It wasn't like she got caught, right?
Caitlyn took a sip of her tea, arching an eyebrow.
"Nope. Your parents."
The mug froze halfway to Caitlyn's lips. "...My what?"
"Naked and everything."
Caitlyn's spine went rigid. "And they—they didn't…?"
"They talked to Matias but not me. I hid, luckily."
Caitlyn set her mug down slowly, mind racing. "Vi… If they'd seen you—"
"They didn't."
"But if they had—"
"They didn't."
Caitlyn pressed her lips together, exhaling through her nose. Vi, as always, looked irritatingly calm. Still, the thought sat heavy between them. One wrong glance. One slip of the wrong name. And everything would fall apart.
"Maybe…" Caitlyn started, then hesitated.
Vi tilted her head. "Maybe what?"
"Maybe we should tell him," Caitlyn said quietly. "At least part of it. That we're not exactly Enforcers on some rooftop chase."
Vi raised a brow. "You wanna drop the whole 'good little lawgirl' act and tell Mr. Noodle Soup down there that we're fugitives? That we've been lying since day one?"
Caitlyn flinched at the way Vi phrased it, but she didn't look away. "It's not as if he could turn us in now. He's been sheltering us for weeks."
"Yeah, 'cause he thinks we're on his side," Vi said. "If he knew the truth, he might not be so generous."
Saying it out loud sounded stupid. Both of them knew that wouldn't happen. Matias was many things and generous was what described him best. In the shop and in bed.
Caitlyn glanced toward the door, as if Matias might suddenly reappear. "He's not stupid, Vi. Sooner or later, he'll realize there's more to us than what we've told him."
Vi tapped her fingers on the table. "Yeah, maybe. Or maybe he's happy not knowing. Sometimes that's safer—for him and us."
There was a beat of silence, the rain filling the gap between words.
Caitlyn frowned. "I don't like lying to him."
"I don't like it either," Vi admitted, softer than expected. There was quiet. There was thinking. Neither could ever think Matias would do something bad to him. Not after everything he had done for them. Not after all the nights and sex.
"Heh, you sound like you have a crush~!" Vi taunted in a sing-song tone.
"S-shut up! Says you who literally clings to his arm like a school girl."
"Pfft, no I don't." Vi definitely did. "Also your dad has a small dick."
"What does that have to do with anything!? That's—ugh!"
Caitlyn crossed her arms and looked away. She decided not to retort or play into the argument. Or joke. She couldn't tell which it was.
"Ugh, this is why we need Matias…" Vi grumbled. Sometimes, she took it too far and she didn't even realize it. Matias was like the anchor. An anchor that she fucked and who Caitlyn maybe had a crush on.
Hrm.
Vi glanced at Caitlyn again. Okay, if she did have a crush on Matias, what would happen? Caitlyn had the womanly curves, but Vi was the fun one. They hung out more. But, well, they did go to the attic a lot…
Vi got up, suddenly annoyed.
"Whatever," she grumbled. She didn't know why but a deep burning sensation rocked her heart.
***
The next day, in the afternoon, the living room was quiet except for the soft hum of a fan and the scrape-scrape of a spoon digging into a tub of ice cream.
Vi lounged sideways across the couch, one leg propped up over the backrest, the other dangling off the edge. She was in her usual post-workout uniform: faded black booty shorts and a cropped tank that showed her abs. The top had seen better days, small rips at the edges, one strap always slipping, but that only made it better. She told herself it was for mobility. Truth was, it hugged her in all the right places and Matias fucked her whenever he saw her in it. Not just any fuck, the hard kind that made her scream into a pillow.
Today was no different. She'd finished her pushups, raided the freezer, and was now elbow-deep in chocolate-hazelnut heaven when she heard a creak. Was it the creak of Matias walking up the stairs or—
"Oh." Vi's spoon paused mid-air. It was Caitlyn coming out of her room type-creak, not Matias. The first word that came to mind was damn. The second was really?
Caitlyn had traded her usual reserved uniform for something Vi could only describe—internally—as "pretty damn slutty." Though, of course, it was Piltover classy on the surface turned up to eleven.
Her tailored white blouse was semi-sheer, buttoned almost to the chest, with cuffed sleeves and golden trim stitched like ivy. It was tucked into a tightly cinched navy corset belt that made her already narrow waist look impossibly petite. Below that: a navy-blue super-short skirt that showed off her long, toned legs with every step, paired with ankle-high boots with a slight heel that made her hips sway just enough to drive someone crazy.
Vi blinked. Then blinked again.
"You going to a Council gala I didn't hear about?" she asked, casually licking the spoon.
"No. Ahem. Just heading downstairs to help Matias stock the shop."
Vi's eye twitched.
"In that?"
Caitlyn looked down as if noticing her outfit for the first time. "What? It's practical."
Vi scoffed. "It's a slit away from scandalous."
Caitlyn shrugged, breezing past her to grab a notepad from the side table. "You wear a crop top and spandex shorts all day."
"That's training gear."
"Mm. And this is necessary to pull customers," Caitlyn said, tapping her corset with a smirk. "Looks matter."
Vi narrowed her eyes. Her spoon sank deeper into the ice cream, scraping the bottom like it had insulted her mother.
She hadn't thought much about her nights with Matias. It just… happened. He was sweet, kind, capable, and she liked conceding to him. It was addicting, both his personality and his cock. When she mentioned Caitlyn's crush on Matias, it was meant as a joke. Eighty-percent of it anyway. But this…seeing Caitlyn strut around like some high-class seductress, Vi felt her chest tighten. Her jaw clenched.
When Caitlyn turned to walk downstairs, the skirt parted just enough to show a dangerous stretch of thigh and the fact that she wasn't wearing panties. It was hot, she'd give her that. Vi's eyes followed. So did her irritation.
The hell was this? A competition? Was Caitlyn trying to out-seduce Vi?
The living room was quiet again.
Vi stared at the stairwell.
She hated this feeling—like her turf was being walked on. Like something hers was suddenly up for grabs. And the worst part? She couldn't even call it what it was. What were she and Matias, really?
Friends? Sure.
Friends with benefits? Probably.
Something more?
…maybe.
Vi sank further into the couch and stuffed another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. She didn't know what the hell this was. But whatever game they were all playing, one thing was clear. The competition had officially started.
***
When he heard someone coming downstairs, he assumed it was Vi. She helped with working the noodles more than Caitlyn. He glanced up, expectating Vi and her muscles, only to see what he swore was a woman's pussy.
The gods had given him the greatest angle of Caitlyn Kiramman's descent down the stairs. Upon finally arriving, he pretty much acted like nothing was wrong.
"You… dressed up," he said, blinking like he'd been hit in the face with sunlight.
"It's nothing," Caitlyn replied smoothly, stepping inside with the kind of elegance that made the whole shop feel suddenly smaller. "Figured I'd lend a hand."
Matias tried to play it cool—he really did—but his eyes kept catching on details he couldn't help but notice: the shimmer of gold stitching on her blouse, the snug curve of the corset, and the way her skirt… well. That was low. Very low. He wasn't sure how the thing was even staying on her hips without a safety harness.
"Looks like you took my advice about looking good seriously."
"Very. I want to help you, Matias."
Matias' brain helpfully supplied: by making my dick go crazy? He shut that thought down immediately and grabbed a crate of vegetables to distract himself.
"Thank you, Caitlyn. Really. I appreciate it."
She walked up to him. She wore a serious expression. "Really, Matias. Anything you need, I'll do it."
"I understand—"
"No, really. Anything. You have my word."
...was it his imagination or was this déjà vu? Nervously, he blabbered about something in a cabinet that he needed.
Caitlyn brightened and moved past him. "I know where it is," she said, proud of herself. She bent over and...oh. Matias' throat went dry. He looked away, focusing very hard on reorganizing some chopsticks that didn't actually need reorganizing.
His eyes flicked. He hadn't imagined it when she was walking down the stairs.
Caitlyn, for reasons Matias would never guess, clearly wasn't wearing… anything under there. Her pussy was just there. The skirt was really super slutty. Mid-thigh level, if that. He was shocked Piltover even sold this kind of slutty fashion.
Matias's balls churned and he froze mid-motion, one hand hovering over a pile of noodles. He made a sound—half-cough, half-choke—and immediately turned away so fast he almost smacked his head on a shelf.
"Uh—yep—great, you got them—perfect, thank you!" he said in a rush, voice higher than usual.
Caitlyn straightened, holding the jars with her usual grace, as if nothing had just happened. She placed them on the counter and gave him a small smile.
Matias, cheeks warm, busied himself stacking them like they were suddenly the most important thing in Piltover. This wouldn't be the first time Caitlyn bent over and showed him her stretched out pussy to him.
It...it was like a reminder. That he had fucked her, tamed her, taken her, and that he could do it again if he so pleased.
The bell at the front rung again.
Unfortunately, until work was done, that wouldn't be the case. Judging by the small family that entered and the time of day and season, work was going to take a long, long time to complete.
In other words, today might be the worst developing case of blue balls in Piltover history.
***
Almost suspiciously, Matias and Caitlyn just worked and never came up. They worked, they went upstairs, and Vi went to bed. They did overtime and Matias hollered at Vi that he'd be late. In other words, wait for him in her room.
Caitlyn wouldn't be able to do anything since Vi would already be there.
"Looks like we're done," Caitlyn said, smiling. "Want me to show that book I was talking about?"
But there was the attic, and that attic was Caitlyn's domain. Going to the attic this late, it was clear what her objectives were. She went on her toes, letting her skirt hike upward and show the bottomside of her ass.
Matias pitched a tent. When Caitlyn turned and retrieved the book, she pretended not to notice. She pretended that she was totally off-guard when Matias walked up to her, grabbed both bootycheeks, and kissed her neck.
"M-Matias…"
"Fucking hell, Caitlyn, seducing me with this damn thing…!" He slapped her left asscheek. "Showing your pussy like that…"
That super short skirt, how many did she bend over and show her pussy to him? How many times did she tempt? How many times did she make quiet, shy passess at him?
His deep voice was barely above a whisper as his hands palmed her trembling ass cheeks, spreading them wide and making sure there were no panties to delay the inevitable.
"You're wet…"
Caitlyn flushed when his finger prodded at her cunt. She didn't apologize. She gave that look.
"Mhm."
The attic was dimly lit, with bookshelves and, as Caitlyn miraculously found and strategically found, an old mattress in the corner. Unzipping his pants, his cock bounced out, fully erect and angry. Terrifyingly angry. The same way Caitlyn had been horny and wet from going commando, Matias' balls had been in a state of pure torture.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Why what? Why hesitate? He shoved her face, made that waist of hers arch, and then inserted his cock to press into her womb. Her face buried into the old mattress beneath her, her fingers clawing at the fabric, Caitlyn tried to stifle the sounds escaping her lips.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
It all happened too fast. From recommending a book to getting her ass slapped and then getting fucked down on a musty mattress in an attic…
"Oh~! Hngghghh~! M-M-Matias…!"
What would her parents think? Seeing her noble pussy get fucked in an attic? Her father certainly wouldn't approve. Neither would her mother.
Well, not anymore. Cassandra Kiramman would approve to the highest degree. Sex with the stud that was Matias was worth every penny and every attic and every old, musty mattress. Her ass cheeks jiggled. The noblewoman whined.
He kept his grip down on her head, fucking with her raised ass and arms forward. Then he released her and her voice leaked out again.
"Come on, Caitlyn." He slapped her left ass again. "You don't want Vi to hear, do you?"
Caitlyn shook her head frantically, her dark hair sticking to her flushed skin. "N-no—!"
How long had they been fucking? A minute? Maybe less? And it felt like a marathon. Ever thrust—an orgasm. Every thrust—devastating to her moans. Hearing herself—stupid. She sounded stupid.
Yet overtime, she didn't mind. She just didn't. Being fucked like this, being loved like this...
She deserved this. She didn't want to end up in an arranged marriage. She wanted this. She wanted this cock.
No, she wanted this man.
Her words dissolved into a choked whimper as he thrust forward, his monstrous thirteen-inch cock sinking into her soaked pussy with a wet splorch. This cock was, like her mother presumed, the god of cocks with a thick girth stretching her impossibly wide. Whenever he bottomed out inside her, her back arched further and her ass pressed firmly against his pelvis.
It was like she had to orgasm. She was that sensitive. That horny. That hot for this man.
He held her ass cheeks and held still for a moment, letting her feel every inch of him.
"Hgnghhhh…!" That was Caitlyn trying to breathe normally. But with this cock…
"This cockkkk…!"
He chuckled and began to move with strokes that were in slow-motion. He pressed on her womb and drew out the pleasure.
"Y-y-you're teasing me…!"
"No way," Matias said with a big grin.
Each thrust drew a soft lewd schlick from her drenched folds. Noble pussy shouldn't sound this obscene and lewd in a fucking attic. But it was here. The future Kiramman heir was getting fucked fucked here and not in a king-sized master bed.
What a travesty.
"So tell me, all this dress up…"
"I-I was thinking about your cock all day long!" Caitlyn said in a gasp and shriek. "Your cock! Your cock! Nhgghh! It's all I think about! It's all I can masturbate to!"
"This cock, huh?"
"Yes! Yessshhh~!" She slammed her lips back down. She tried not to look sweaty and teary-eyed. But come on…
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Slow and drawn-out. Slow and teasing. Slow and fucking impossible to not squirm around to.
"E-everything feels so damn good when I'm with you! Everything! E-everythiiing~!"
"Woah, quiet down." And then, casually, he sped up. His hands gripped her hips harder, pulling her back onto his cock with rapid thrusts. "Sheesh, squeezing me like a fucking vice…"
It didn't make sense. So fast. So hard. So good. Caitlyn was many things, but at the end of the day, she was raised as a noble. As a woman who believed her kind were better. Oh sure, her mother taught her that those of Zaun weren't bad at all, only misguided and needing aid. But there was a kind of supremacy that came with that attitude. No matter how hard one tried, it was always there.
Until now.
This dick made her believe in equality. That men from Zaun could be just as good as those from Piltover. This dick made her believe in hope. In a future of a city together.
This dick…
"B-b-beesshht sex everrr…!"
Words slurring and full of spit, her legs shook as pleasure coiled tightly in her core. She could feel every ridge of his cock dragging against her sensitive walls. Her toes curled. "M-Matiaaashhhh—!" Her voice broke off into a muffled moan as he slammed into her harder, the force of it making her entire body jolt.
"Phew, don't worry, almost there."
He was using her. She was no challenge to him, not at all. Caitlyn could feel the heat building inside her, the tension coiling tighter and tighter until she thought she might burst.
"Don't worry, you're taking me so well," Matias praised. He leaned back slightly, adjusting his angle so that every thrust brushed against that sweet spot deep inside her. Caitlyn's eyes rolled back, a strangled cry slipping past her lips before she could stop it.
The muffled noises only spurring him on. Matias' pace quickened even more: this was what Vi's breaking point, which naturally meant it was beyond Caitlyn. His cock pistoned in and out of her slick heat in a rush.
The pleasure became too much to bear. She could feel herself unraveling, the tension in her core snapping as a white-hot wave of ecstasy crashed over her. Her pussy clenched around Matias' cock, milking him as she came with a silent scream, her body convulsing under his relentless fucking.
Matias groaned, his grip on her tightening as he felt her walls spasm around him. "That's it," he growled, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he chased his own release. "Here it is! Cumming!"
He wasn't loud about it, Matias buried himself to the hilt inside her and he emptied his balls into her trembling body. His cum filled her in hot, sticky spurts, the sensation sending another jolt of pleasure through her already oversensitive nerves. Caitlyn whimpered softly, her body going limp, Matias still pressing into her from behind and his grip alone keeping her up.
"Good god…!"
Sex with Caitlyn was different. There was a softness in his balls. He was allowed to cum as much as he wanted without rushing it.
Breathless and spent, Matias slowly pulled out of her, a soft plop signaling the separation of their sexes. Caitlyn's pussy was ruined from the stretch and the ridiculous amounts of cum he pumped into it. It was a huge glob of pure white that fell like a snowball.
There was nothing she could do except stay there in that face-down, ass-up position. She surrendered to the blissful exhaustion tugging at her eyelids.
Matias slapped her ass to confirm that she was down for the night. She was. He put on his pants and made his way down the creaking stairs with a predatory grin. His mind was already on Vi, who he knew would be waiting.
Did Matias plan this? Sort-of. He knew Caitlyn wanted to fuck and so did Vi. He knew Vi knew that Caitlyn would want to do it in his room. So Caitlyn decided to go to the attic.
Buuut that didn't automatically mean Vi wasn't still waiting for him.
When he pushed the door open, Vi was there, but not as he'd ever seen her before. Gone were her usual rugged clothes. Instead, she stood in a sheer black lingerie set that clung to her athletic frame. The lace teased just enough to leave everything to the imagination while revealing everything at once. Her toned legs were encased in thigh-high stockings, and her pink hair was tousled in a way that screamed intentional. She turned to him with a sultry smile.
"Well, well, well. Took you long enough." Vi put a hand on her hip. "I was starting to think you weren't coming."
Matias stepped inside, closing the door behind him with a soft click. He let his gaze roam over her, taking in every curve. "Couldn't resist, could you?"
Vi shrugged, her confidence unwavering. "You've got something I want." Her eyes dropped pointedly to the bulge in his pants. "And I'm not gonna wait all night for it."
She closed the distance between them in two long strides and dramatically grabbed his balls.
"No one else makes me feel this horny." She licked her lips and inched her face right up to his. "And I'm sure it's the same for you."
One hand went to unzip his pants. Already, his thick cock was pressing into her stomach through the thin fabric of her panties.
Her smirk only grew when his hands went to grip her ass and squeezed hard.
"Fuck, Matias…" Vi breathed. "Your cock is huge. I can feel it already."
Full unzip. Full unveiling of his cock. Not fully hard, it hung past her and lightly touched her waist. It was hot. It was throbbing. It wanted to come to life.
So seductively, she smirked and had one finger go from tip to base.
"I can't wait for you to breed my pussy."
"Me neither."
They kissed and made-out all the way to the bed . Vi understood what to do when, lying down and spreading her legs wide. Her pussy glistened in the dim light, already wet and ready for him. Matias knelt between her thighs, his hands resting on her knees as he leaned in to taste her. His tongue dragged up her slit in one long, slow stroke, and Vi's back arched off the bed as she let out a loud, unrestrained moan.
"Oh fuck!" Vi cried, her hands tangling in the sheets. "T-t-this is new!"
Matias smirked against her, his tongue flicking over her clit in rapid succession. Vi's moans grew louder, her hips bucking against his mouth as he worked her into a frenzy. He could feel her tightening, her body coiling like a spring ready to snap. But he didn't let her finish—not yet.
He pulled away abruptly, leaving Vi gasping and writhing on the bed. Her eyes flew open, blazing with frustration and desire. "You bastard," she growled, albeit with a smile.
After all, Matias was just using this time to strip off his pants and shirt. His massive cock sprung completely free and standing at full attention. Vi's eyes went wide as she took in the sheer size of him, her mouth falling open in awe.
"You know," she breathed. "Every fucking time, it looks like it gets bigger."
Caitlyn had been playing games with him today. Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. Well, maybe not a stupid prize. An angry thirteen inch cock was nothing stupid.
Matias climbed onto the bed. He grabbed his cock, giving it a few slow strokes as he lined up with her entrance. "Ready?" he asked, though the question was mostly rhetorical.
Vi nodded eagerly, biting her lip as she braced herself. "Fuck me, Matias. Give it to me."
He pushed into her with one smooth thrust. Vi's back arched again, her mouth opening in a silent scream as he filled her completely. Her walls stretched to accommodate him, gripping him tightly as he bottomed out.
She grinned. She heaved.
Then wham! He went from tip to base, tip to base. He retreated every single fucking inch, only to slam back in.
See, before, he sort-of held back because Caitlyn might wake up. But after what he did to her, there was no way she would be waking up. So he went all out.
"Here it is! All my cock!" Thrust, thrust! Wham, wham! "Take it!"
Vi couldn't speak. She tried to but all that came out was a gasp or a whimper or something equally stupid sounding. This dick, she thought to herself, it was beyond her imagination. Beyond anything in life. Beyond loyalty.
This dick was dangerous.
Suddenly, she tightened up.
Matias groaned at the sensation. But Vi didn't want to wait. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper and urging him to move.
"Don't stop," she pleaded with a grin. "Please, Matias, FUCK ME HARDER!"
Her legs loosened up and Matias pulled almost all the way out before slamming back into her, the impact drawing another loud cry from Vi's lips. He set a brutal pace, each thrust driving him deeper and hitting every sensitive spot inside her.
And every single time, her legs tightened around him. She wanted him that deep.
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HOWEVER YOU WANT TONIGHT! JUST DO IT!"
The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room, mingling with Vi's unrestrained moans and gasps. Her hands roamed over his body, grabbing at his arms, his chest, anything she could reach. Every time he bottomed out, she let out a loud, guttural uhn that only spurred him on.
This bitch was officially addicted.
"Your cock is AMAZING, Matias," Vi panted, her words coming out in broken gasps. And yet, that grin, it never stopped. "I've never felt anything like this! Never! Never! Ohhh, fuuuck, I've never had a COCK LIKE THIISSS~!!!"
Her eyes rolled back.
"LET'S JUST FUCK UNTIL WE DROPPPP~!!!"
But the grin. The insanity. She tightened up again. He slowed down considerably and her eyes were suddenly making direct eye contact.
What the hell had Matias gotten himself into?
He had to do something. He grunted and tried to go for pace, but it didn't work.
"Hhnngggh~! Your cock is PERFECTIONNN~!! I'll do whatever you want. JUST FUCK! JUST FUUUCK~! MY PUSSY NEEDS YOU~!!"
Once, Vi punched an unstable beam hard enough to bring down the building it was holding up. She broke stone walls. Hell, she broke steel.
This was the kind of woman that could literally break skulls. Her pussy was the same. No ordinary man could possibly fuck her and come on top in a physical contest.
Except Matias had both brains and brown. An arm reached over and his thumb pressed down on her clit in hard circles. That was all it took.
Her eyes widened. Her expression completely changed, the grin wiped. Because as he pressed on her clit, he rocketed his cock as deep as possible. It wasn't like he couldn't keep up in the first place, only that it would take effort. In a contest of pure stamina in bed, it would have been fifty-fifty.
So Matias tipped the scales.
Vi came undone with a scream that was sure to wake the neighbors if they had any. Her pussy convulsed around him and a small squirt of fluids flew and hit abdomen. This was it.
He began fucking her during this vulnerable moment—and it paid off.
"CUMMING, CUMMING, CUMMIIING~!!!"
Vi at her absolute peak, fully focused and with experience. Yes, before she lacked experience, but now she didn't.
And yet she lost.
"I CAN'T STOP CUMMIIING~! I'M IN FUCKING HEAVEEEN~! VANDDEERRR~! THIS IS HEAVEENN~!"
Okaaayy, maybe he fucked her too hard. He slowed down. She was arching up and down the bed, gasping and moaning with her eyes closed. More than ever, Vi looked completely fucking insane, like a ghost had possessed her and she was getting an exorcism.
In principal, maybe. The curse of "cocks are bad" was being dispelled from every fibre of her body: first her body, then her mind, and finally, her soul. There was nothing left.
She was in love.
When she stopped flailing, she lay there, practically unconscious and barely smiling.
"C-c-cum inside me. Please, Matias… I want to feel it."
She begged. Vi did not beg, unless it was for those she loved. She spoke with actions, not words.
Not that Matias knew. He just thought it was permission to creampie this slut.
Groaning, he exploded and filled her womb with thick ropes of cum that spilled out around him with a wet glorp. Matias sighed, pulled out, and let the rest of his load spill on her stomach. His cock slapped loudly as he collapsed and fell on her breasts. Vi wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as they both came down from their highs.
"Holy fuuuck…" Vi sighed, hand running through his hair. Spurt, spurt, spuuurt! She could hear his dick spasming against her abs. "You're still cumming? Sheesh, what the hell are you?"
Matias only stirred when he was done. He smirked up and kissed her neck.
"You like it."
"I do." He kissed her until she was looking up at his smiling face. Ah. Vi never thought men could be so handsome. Unless, well, they were in battle.
And tonight…
Tonight had been one hell of a battle. She gave it her all and she still lost. Oh sure, she could go for a couple more rounds but she doubted the result would change. She cupped his cheek and chuckled.
"You're impossible."
"Thanks—"
"And I think I love you."
Little did either of them realize…
"Oh. Oh my god…!"
Caitlyn was listening. Matias had underestimated her. Cum dripping between her thighs, breathing heavily, she overheard everything. The sex. The mating. The challenge. The intensity.
And finally, the confession.
Caitlyn heard all of it.