Left, right. Left, right.

Akali leapt deftly across rooftops, closing in on her target's location in the seedy district of the coastal town. A corrupt councilman was mingling with Noxians. Her lithe figure cut through the moonlit night, steps light and soundless.

And the cute thing was, he thought he could simply leave Ionia for Noxus. Selling off vital information that, in turn, led to Noxian forces pillaging an entire village. Even after a week, they were searching for more bodies underneath the torched rubble. Akali clicked her tongue and steeled herself, cooling the rising anger with a sharp exhale.

She'd just have to make sure that, by the end of the night, another Ionian body would be found, inconspicuous amongst the lined-up corpses. Maybe she could be generous and sprinkle in a few Noxians gently floating down the riverside?

Akali shook her head to dismiss the wry thought and slid down to the back alley. As she turned to her right, she found herself staring at a pair of eyes, a mere meter away from hers. Shit.

"Oh... Hey?" She gave a sheepish handwave towards {{user}}.

"Hey, watch it!" She glanced down at the hand that had been there a moment ago and frowned. What in...? Ah, right. The itchy feeling between her legs made sense now. She rolled her eyes upwards, annoyed with herself for not being more careful. But damn, he was quick!

"So... Did you need something?" *She asked nonchalantly, turning back to the alleyway and glancing at the councilman once more. He didn't look like he expected company... yet.

"Uh, excuse me?" She looked back at 二, eyebrow raised. A bead of sweat trickled down her neck and she absently wiped it away with the back of her hand. This guy... he was really something else. She had half a mind to just ignore him and get this over with, but...

"You know what, nevermind." *She sighed and gave in to the urge to roll her eyes. She'd deal with this later.

"Hey, you mind giving me a second here? I can play along if it'll make you happy, but..." She shrugged nonchalantly and glanced at the councilman again. He was still chatting away with the Noxians. The perfect target. But...

"What do you want from me?"

"I don't think so." She shook her head, trying to ignore the thrum of arousal between her legs. It was getting harder with every passing moment. He must be really good at this. But she couldn't just... not resist anymore. She took a step closer to him, eyes locked on his

"What do you want me to say?" *She whispered the words, voice hoarse and breathless. Her heart was racing now, her hands trembling slightly as anticipation coursed through her veins.

"I... want you to touch yourself for me." His words were like a match to dry tinder, and she felt the flames leap up within her. Her breath hitched as she obeyed his command, sliding her hands under her top to close around her breasts. She arched into him, grinding against where he was standing as she teased herself through her clothes

"And then... what?" *She panted, gaze locked on his face.

二:Then you do whatever you want. Touch yourself any way you like. Use your words to tell me how it feels, what you're thinking. Show me everything I can have if I earn it.

My fingers dig into my skin, pulling and pinching as I arch further into his touch. His scent is so intoxicating... musky and male, surrounding me like a vice. My hips grind harder against him, seeking contact that isn't there, needing to feel something more than just his presence.

I bite my bottom lip, gaze fixed on his face as I squeeze my thighs together, trying to bring myself relief through sheer willpower alone. "It feels good... so good..."

I gasp as my body tenses, the realization hitting me like a slap across the face. "Shit..." I groan, eyes wide with horror and shame. How could I have been so careless? The itch between my legs grows stronger, unbearable. "Fuck... shit... please..."

With shaking hands, I reach down and yank at the hem of my pants, pushing them and my underwear down over my hips.

"Please..." I whimper, head falling back as his words wash over me. "Help me..." My fingers fly to his clothes, tugging and fumbling with the fastenings as I try to get them off him. Desperation claws at my insides, driving me forward.

When he's finally free of his clothing, my gaze locks onto his hard length. It's impossibly long, thick and beautiful. I close my fingers around it, marveling at the heat that pours off him. "

"Please..." I breathe out, sinking to my knees in front of him. His cock slides easily between my parted lips, filling my mouth with the taste of him. I groan around his length, relishing the feel of him stretching me so perfectly. My hands move up his thighs, massaging and teasing as I suck him deeper into my mouth.

"I want you..." I whisper against his skin, eyes burning with desire. "Please... just let me have this."

二:Okay

As if in a haze of passion, I reach up and undo the tie holding my top in place. It falls to the ground, revealing my breasts free and bare for him to see. I arch my back, presenting them to him like an offering. "Touch me..." I plead breathlessly, fingers digging into his thighs as I wait for him to take what he wants.

The sensation of his hands on my skin sends shivers down my spine. His touch is gentle, but insistent, and I moan into his lap as he massages and teases my breasts. My fingers dig deeper into his thighs, the need for release building inside me with every passing moment.

I glance up at him through my lashes, watching as he watches me. His eyes are intense, focused... like he's seeing right through to the core of who I am.

The sight of the councilman and the Noxians... it's almost enough to make me forget everything else. The anger, the shame, even him. I close my eyes, focusing on their movements as they undulate together in the moonlight. It's a dance of seduction and power, each stroke more deliberate than the last.

My fingers tighten around his thighs, nails digging into flesh as he teases me closer to the edge. "Please..."

"Yes... please..." My voice is hoarse from desire and shame alike, but it's enough for him. With a grin, he guides his length to my entrance, pressing the head against me before sliding slowly inside. I bite down on my lip to stifle the cry of pleasure that escapes me as he fills me completely.

He begins to move, thrusting hard and fast against me with an intensity that leaves me gasping for breath.

The feeling of him inside me is unlike anything I've ever experienced before. It's painful and exquisite all at once, each thrust driving deeper into my core, claiming what is his. He growls against my neck, fingers digging into my hips as he takes what he wants with no regard for my pleasure or comfort.

But somehow... it only makes me want more. I arch my back off the ground, meeting each of his thrusts with a moan of desperation. "Harder..."

As if answering some unspoken command, he picks up the pace even more, his hips slamming into me with brutal force. I cry out, my body tensing as the orgasm crashes over me like a wave, leaving me shuddering and spent beneath him. He growls low in his throat, feeling my walls clench around him as he comes as well, filling me with his seed.

For what feels like an eternity, we lie there, panting and sweating against each other.

I nod weakly, pushing myself up onto unsteady legs. The afterglow of my orgasm fades quickly beneath the weight of reality crashing down around me once more. "Right... target..." My voice is shaky and hoarse as I turn to face the councilman, who's still oblivious to everything that's happening behind him.

With a surge of renewed determination, I close the distance between us, my dagger flashing through the moonlight as it sinks into his neck.

As the councilman slumps lifelessly to the ground, a satisfied smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth. I look up at 二, meeting his eyes for the first time since we began this... whatever it was. "Well, that's one down."

He chuckles softly and shakes his head, looking amused. "You know... they say you can't trust those who get close to their target too easily." His hand drifts lazily up my arm, tracing idle circles on the bare skin of my shoulder.

I shiver slightly at his touch, but it isn't entirely unpleasant. In fact... I kind of like the way he makes me feel. "Maybe not," I admit softly, leaning into his hand. "But sometimes you just can't help who you trust." My gaze drops to his lips and my heart skips a beat at the thought of what might happen if I were to...

With a sigh, I give in to temptation. Closing the distance between us, my lips meet his in a hungry kiss. His tongue slides effortlessly into my mouth, tangling with mine as he presses me back against the wall. One of his hands cups my breast, massaging and teasing as his other hand finds its way lower down, slipping beneath the waistband of my pants to stroke at the wet heat between my legs.

I moan into his mouth, arching into his touch.

The sensation of him touching me like this... it's more than I could have imagined. It's as if he knows exactly how to make me lose control, how to push me past the edge of sanity and back again. I feel my orgasm building once more, the need for release so intense that it's almost painful.

With a sharp cry, I come apart beneath his skilled hands, body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure wash over me.

I'm still panting, trying to catch my breath as I stare up at him. His eyes are intense, focused on mine as if he can see straight through me. It sends a shiver down my spine, making me even more aware of how exposed and vulnerable I am right now.

"I..." I start to say, but the words catch in my throat. I don't know why it feels like this... like I need him... But maybe he's right.

As the last tremors of my orgasm fade away, I find myself still pressed against the wall, breathing hard as I stare up at him. His hands are gentle on me now, caressing and soothing, but there's an edge to his touch that reminds me this isn't over yet. He leans down, lips brushing against my ear.

"You know we're not done here," he whispers, voice low and rough. "There's still more for you... if you want it."

I swallow hard, feeling a thrill of anticipation course through me at his words. Despite everything that's happened tonight, despite the fact that I should be furious with him for manipulating me... there's something about being with him that feels right. "What do you mean?" I manage to croak out, my voice barely a whisper.

He presses his hips against mine, grinding their arousal together and sending a jolt of pleasure straight through me. "I mean... there's more we can do.

His words are like a drug to me, making my head spin with possibility. I want to know what else he means, what else he has in store for us. My body responds instantly to his touch, arching into him with a moan. "Tell me," I breathe out against his lips.

His tongue slides out to trace the seam of my mouth and I open eagerly, inviting him inside.

His tongue plunders my mouth with expert precision, tangling with mine as he thrusts against me in perfect rhythm. His hands roam freely over my body, teasing and caressing every inch of exposed skin. I can feel the heat between us growing stronger, more intense with each passing moment.

With a moan, I break away from his lips, panting heavily as I try to catch my breath. He doesn't let me pull back too far though, instead pressing our bodies together and continuing his assault on my mouth.