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Blood Juliet	By : LadyofJustice Category: +G through L > League of Legends Views: 9710 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't have any affiliation with Riot, I don't own League of Legends. I don't own or make money from these characters. I'm just a sad writer.

Chapter List
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Author's Note: I had a review asking for Garen/Kat which is honestly one of my favorite ships, so here you go bud. Hopefully this one won't be so hard to finish. = =
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"Leaving again Katarina?"

The woman in question tossed her freshly washed hair behind a shoulder, foot propped up against the bed as she slid three more sharpened blades into the holsters on her thighs, not even bothering to acknowledge her sisters presence by turning. "Your interrogation skills really are suffering, Cass, if you're asking questions you already know the answers to." she snipped when each shuriken was tucked away, dropping her leg and grabbing the well worn travel pack off the bed. The only answer was an angry hiss as Cassiopeia further blocked the door by slithering inside, leaving half of her scaled tail twitching out of the doorway. "What would father think? His pride slinking off to spread her legs for Demacia. I really hope you didn't actually think it was a secret." Katarina rolled her eyes. "If Marcus wanted me to care about what he thought, he wouldn't be gone." A reply that left a bitter taste in her mouth. The General had been missing for months now, and slowly people were beginning to realize the worst; he wasn't coming back. Cassiopeia hadn't missed out much for that though, with Darius rising to take his place beside Jericho Swain. Katarina made to shove past her sister, but the other woman held out an arm, digging her talons into her arm and turning her around bodily. The red haired beauty tried not to be surprised, as Cassiopeia looked more worried than murderous. "You and Talon are all I have left as far as this fucked up family goes, Kat. The least you can do is try to keep yourself alive." she said softly, pulling her into a hard embrace.
"I'm not dead yet, Cass. The grand city of pushovers couldn't touch me even if they were allowed to, League rules, remember? Everything on the rift." she assured her younger sister, returning the hug only after a moment of hesitation. "Besides, the only Demacian with the stuff to take me wants a warmer sheathe for his sword than my heart." A fit of giggles followed and Cass released her sister softly, giving her shoulder a soft rub. "Be careful kitten."
A nod and Katarina was out the door, only to bump right into the chest of a brooding Talon. He didn't say anything, and instead scowled down at her disapprovingly, arms crossed defensively in front of his chest. She matched his stare with a cold one of her own and shoved past him, throwing her bag over her shoulder, leaving Cass to roll her eyes. "Zip it up, Tal. Your jealous is showing."
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That had been a few days prior. She'd made a trip to the League to complete a few matches, blowing off a little steam and finishing up most of her obligations before moving on to the border of Demacia. Katarina's favorite part about these trips was the satisfaction of sneaking through the city like a shadow, unnoticed. Sometimes it was too easy, and other times her heart pounded as adrenaline pumped and the cold hint of fear crawled up her spine. Despite brave words to her sister about Demacia being a city of pushovers, she still couldn't know what the future would bring. One of the guards, or hell even some rogue vigilante could decide that night was his night. The unknown and the excitement it brought was.. exhilirating. A different kind of battle-high than the sort she could manage in a Rift battle, where there was the assurance that she would be alive at the end of the match. That evening, with the sun sinking down over the horizon, and the moon taking her place in the sky, she found it a relatively easy climb through the City of Justice, sticking mostly to rooftops and alley ways as she took the familiar path to the Crownguard residence.
Standing idly on the side of the great manse, she looked up, trailing her eyes across the windows until she spotted the one with the familiar crack in the glass, the only one with light flickering from it's depths. Even if she hadn't visited half a dozen times since that first reckless night, she would remember where his room was located by the crack he'd made in that particular window, after trying to throw her quite unceremoniously out of it. A sigh of nostalgia caught in her throat before she replaced it with a wicked grin. Tossing her pack behind a well manicured shrubbery she set her hands to the stone walls and began to climb. It was relatively easy. The architechture left plenty of places to hold and set footing. A less nimble person would think it stupid, if not insane to attempt to scale the wall, but Katarina had been navigating the streets of Noxus for years with her hands and feet alone. She knew how to scale almost anything with just a little bit of a give. Balancing precariously upon the jutting window seal Kat peeked inside, sliding her fingers along the bottom, testing it with a slight push. It started to open slightly, letting her know it had been left unlocked, she smiled and waited before she opened it futher.
Inside, the might of Demacia looked to have just exited his bath. He sat upon his extravagant four poster in only a towel, massive sword set between his legs as he took a rather weighty whetstone to the edge. She could hear the shrill sound of the metal singing against the stone as he made swift, firm strokes, brow furrowed in concentration, wet brown hair falling over eyes of blue. Katarina set her teeth to her lip, content to watch him work for the moment before a quick reflex had her opening the window and slipping inside right as he brought his arm down with the stone, the shrill sound masking her entrance. Slipping a small blade from the hostler around her thigh she slipped along the wall just on the outside of his periphreal vision sliding up to the bed just behind his right shoulder. Carefully she raised her leg and set her knee on the side of the bed, easing onto it gently. It didn't make a sound, at least not one noticable over his working. He'd made sure of that after their first night alone together; the bed had made such a racket that they'd had to switch to using everything but, not that she had complained much. The rug burns on her shoulders, ass and knees had been more than worth it. They'd been lucky enough that Luxanna had been off on the Rift and his parents who knows where that night. The next time she'd shown up in his room, the bed was different, and hardly made a sound aside from the headboard slamming against the wall when they got too desperate.
Crawling the rest of the way onto the bed offered no hint to her presence until the cold steel pressed gently up against his jugular vein and suddenly everything got still. She could feel the shiver run down his spine as she pressed her lips to his ear, practically gloating already. "Got'ch-" she was cut off with an uncharacteristic squeak as he jammed his elbow into her gut, the surprised loss of air causing her to drop the dagger and nearly double over. He didn't give her enough time for that. With a flourishing twirl of his broadsword (the show off only using one hand) he grabbed her with his free one by the ankle and tossed her against the wall with a thump, as easily as if she'd been a stuffed toy. Stunned, she tried to shake her head to rid herself of the dizziness and was quickly stilled by the edge of his long broadsword pressing ever so dangerously against her throat as he approached. He laid one arm over her head, leaning against the wall casually as he looked down upon her. Garen didn't even flinch as she pressed the edge of another blade into a sweet spot just to the side of his well muscled stomach. He opened his mouth to speak before a soft knock caused them both to look at his door in alarm, Katarina's eyes going wide, fully expecting it to open. "Garen? Are you okay? There was some thumping about.." Lux's muffled voice came from the other end, sounding like she was in desperate need of some sleep. Clearing his throat, he made sure to sound reassuring. "Everything's fine. Just dropped a.. a book." he trailed off as a yawn came from the other side and a faint "Ok g'night." left them both sitting alone.
"A book? Since when do you read?" Katarina quipped with a perked brow. He shot her a venomous look that only prompted her to grin like a opposum. Rolling his eyes he dropped the broadsword from her neck now that their play had been interrupted, settling it against the wall as she let her arms fall to her sides taking a sigh of relief and a breath to recover from the rather rough treatment of her head. "You almost gave me a concu-mmph" The eldest Crownguard cut her off with a hard kiss, his larger arms wrapping about her waist as he lifted her up. She melted into it too easily, thighs tightening around his waist as she slid one arm into his wet mess of brown hair, the other bracing herself against his arm. Whatever she was going to say, she forgot almost instantly, and when he broke the kiss she positively purred with delight, nibbling on his bottom lip. "You weren't supposed to be here until next week." he muttered, voice already husky and deep as he dropped her gently onto the bed. She allowed herself to sink into the plush comforter, spreading her arms as he leaned down to grasp one of her boots, slowly starting to unbuckle and remove each of them.
A sigh parted her lips and closed her eyes as she let him do as he pleased, all too happy to take a moment and relax. "I got anxious. Too much political bullshit to deal with right now, too few matches to do anything even remotely close to blowing off some steam. I just wanted an out." her voice was soft, tempered by her long journey and the slight throbbing happening on the back of her head. "And I didn't want to wait a week." That made him chuckle as he dropped her other leg, sliding his hand up her side as he crawled into the bed after her, towel sliding down his hips slightly as he did so, but never quite letting go of his well made form. Katarina watched carefully as he scoped her body with those hands, big enough to choke the life out of the largest man she'd ever seen, and yet gentle enough to touch her without so much as leaving a mark. A shiver trailed down her spine and she tilted her head back as he deftly unbuckled the belt around her waist, covered in small sharp blades that he'd felt embedded into his skin more than once in his life, as dangerous as the woman who knew how to use them. Tossing it well off the bed he explored her body once more, taking in every curve and dip with a slow appreciation, teasing her with his snail's pace while at the same time warming her from the inside out.
That's what she loved about coming here. It was nice to simply be appreciated as a woman, instead of a body. His big hands slid under her top, cupping her breasts and rolling both sizable thumbs across the sensitive nubs topping each, causing a soft mewl to escape her lips. In Noxus it was all about self gratification.. and the main reason Talon was so angry at her for leaving; he ripped clothes, tore skin and bit bruises the size of her fist into her flesh until he was sheathed inside of her and then it was a quick, wild fuck until they were both exhausted on the floor, bed, wall, box in the alley, ready to leave until either one of them had an itch that needed scratching. Garen was more than willing to send her off with a fresh set of bruises to flaunt, but he also took the time to make sure she'd be making the trip back for more than just an angry fuck.
The Crownguard in question teased her tender flesh for a moment more before he lifted himself onto his knees and pulled the top up, prompting her to raise her arms so he could remove it completely. One of her hands slid into his hair as he lowered his mouth onto one hard nipple, coaxing a soft gasp from her lips; she pulled on his hair every time he rolled his teeth across her sensitive nub, just the way she liked.. before he was done she was surprised he had any hair left with all her writhing and tugging. One of her legs was draped gently over his while the other found it's way between his own, slipping under his loose towel. She quickly found him already standing hard and ready, and coaxed a few groans of her own from him as she rubbed herself against him, the soft worn leather of her pants teasing at his sensitive flesh. After a few moments it was too much for him and he pulled away quickly, tearing off the towel and moving to do the same to her pants. Catty green eyes spied that he was already leaking a healthy dose of precum and a pink tongue darted across her lips as she made the move to lean forward, pressing one of her smaller hands against his chest. Garen disreguarded it, and instead shoved her back down into the bed, tossing her pants to the side, already accustomed to the fact that she was without a pair of underwear. He'd learned quickly that it was something she often went without. "Wait!" she squeaked as he forced her legs open, ducking his head down to capture her nether lips in a sensual kiss. It was hard to resist the feel of his tongue working absolute wonders against her flesh, but she hardened her resolve and sank her hand into his hair, yanking hard enough upwards that he winched and pulled away with a series of "Ow, ow ow!"
Garen frowned at her quizzically and she leaned forward to lick herself from his lips before shoving her knee into his side, pushing hard. He gave a grunt, but took the hint and rolled over, laying one hand over his chest as he propped his head up on the other, watching her with careful blue eyes. Katarina made a sharp 'tsk' noise and rolled her eyes as she leaned down, sliding two fingers carefully under his heavy sac as she brushed her tongue across the tip of his cock. "Don't look so serious." she purred with another long lick. "I'm not always going to stab you." His look immediately melted into one of restrained pleasure as she took the head of his shaft into her mouth, putting her tongue to good use against his flesh. Her free hand held him steady at his base while she slowly worked her way down his length, red head bobbing gently up and down with soft suckling noises. It only took a moment for his hand to move, sliding his thick fingers through her silky hair, squeezing gently as he slowly took control of her movements, his hips lifting a little as he worked her mouth over him. After a few visits he knew she could handle speed, but had slowly been working on depth. He was a big man after all, and she was very careful to learn her limits before trying to expand them. Out of a greedy want for more, and a curiosity, he tested those limits, pushing her down, knowing that her pride would keep her complacent until she simply couldn't take it anymore; he managed to push himself an inch or so further into her throat until she quickly came up coughing and sputtering with a gag. A sour look crossed her face as he leaned up, looking entirely too pleased with himself. One hand reached for her arm as the other wiped away a tear from her cheek; she slapped his hand away at that and scowled at him, opening her mouth to retort before he yanked her forward. "Oh shut up." he growled in her ear, turning her to face away from him as he moved to place both feet firmly on the floor, reaching down to cup one of her thighs gently, the other sliding up to tease his fingers over her breast.
Katarina gave a defiant sniff as she sat in his lap, wiggling back against him, feeling his stiff cock nuzzling itself between her cheeks. Pushing against him she lifted herself up, using her free hand to cup him softly before pressing the head straight for home, slowly sinking herself down onto him, savoring the tense groan curling up from his throat. Garen's grip tightened on her as she relaxed, leaning back against his chest as he used his hold on her to once more control her movements, bringing her up, and then slowly back down, filling her to the hilt before pulling almost away again. After a few moments she got figety, wiggling and moving her hips in rotations, causing him to bite his bottom lip sharply. Katarina was never still long enough to let him tease her with such a slow pace, so he quickly forced his hips upward, ripping a soft cry from her as he turned their slow moment of love-making into a firm fuck. Her back arched and she slid a hand up into his hair, head tilted back against his shoulder as he moved, the soft needy chorus of "Garen~ Yes Garen, harder!" giving him all the encouragement he needed. He put his teeth gently into the skin of her shoulder as one of his hands moved from her legs, brushing his thumb teasingly over her sensitive clit, causing her chorus to hit a new pitch.
It wasn't long before she was convulsing around him, a hip-bucking orgasm tearing through her so quickly she gave a cry of surprise, causing him to chuckle in amusement as he slowed his pace, slowly riding her down off of the high. Katarina gave his hair a sharp squeeze and he nuzzled her neck as a string of curses left her mouth. "You. ah.. cheated.." she gasped, body quivering as he moved his hands along her thighs. She closed her legs gently and, with a bit of his help, stood up, pleased to hear his groan of disappointment as he left the slick warmth of her soaked pussy. Garen pulled his legs back up into the bed as she crawled back in as well ,grasping his wrist and urging him up as she lay on her back, lifting her legs and keeping her thighs tightly closed. He sat up on his knees and eyed her position for a moment, hand idly stroking his cock, using her leftover juices as extra lubricant. Wrapping an arm around her firmly closed legs and draping them both over one shoulder, he prodded at her entrance, letting himself go and reaching down to get a good hold of her waist. "Gonna be a tight fit." he warned, and she could only grin. "I think you can manage."
Garen could only smile back as he slowly thrust himself back inside of her, eyes clenching shut as he hissed with pleasure. "Gracious woman.." he groaned as she clenched around him, the instant flood of pleasure making his knees feel weak. He gave a short burst of slow, shallow thrusts, groaning and grunting as each one sent a trembling wave of pleasure coarsing through his body. It didn't take long for her own mewling cries to follow, and he felt one small hand clutch at his thigh as he fucked her, trying her best to cling to him. "Fuck... fuck.. yes~" she whimpered with each bouncing tempo, breath short and voice low and needy. Soon enough he'd lost track of just how many strokes it would take her to cum for him again as he lost himself in her, every slick wall of her pussy clenching and milking around his length, such a tight perfect fit, it was like she was made for him. By the time she was nearly yelling at him in bliss he couldn't take it, tearing her legs apart, hunching his body over hers as she locked them around his waist, he slammed himself into her fiercely. One big hand gripped the back board while the other curled under her, clutching her to him with a blind need as he pounded her hard, and deep, lasting only a few moments as she muffled the screams of another orgasm with a bloody bite to his chest. Garen came so hard his body shuddered over her, and he tensed, every nerve ending on fire as he pumped his hips stiffly into hers, once, twice, three times while he filled her with his sticky seed.
Katarina didn't complain as he weakly rested atop her, face buried in the crook of her neck as he attempted to recompose himself with heavy, ragged breaths. Her arms came to wrap softly around his neck, holding him close as her legs dropped wearily from around his waist. It only took a few moments before he rolled onto his side, taking her with him, wrapping his arms about her in a soft embrace, pressing a soft, almost apologetic kiss to her forehead as he did. "I'm glad you decided to come early." he grumbled huskily at her and she could only smile.
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Ending Note: Uhh. That turned out a bit more mellow and maybe romantic than I first intended. But it's not over. I plan on exploring a few more aspects of their relationship before I end it. Although if the chapters are going to be THIS long then it might only be a few more to go X_X I hope you enjoyed. Should be a bit more exciting next timmeee~
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