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The Bandle City Rundown	By : AfroDirector Category: +G through L > League of Legends Views: 12620 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Bandle City Rundown
- 2-Tristana and The Eye of Twilight
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She had just crossed the valley and broke for camp. A few apples later and a warm fire, the megling gunner was ready to rest. Laying on her pack she gaze up at the stars. Her vision drifted and as sleep took over, her eyes fell to the fire.

Tristana was startled to consciousness. Crouched on the other side of the flame was a ninja, tall, dark, and staring intently at her with glowing eyes. She rolled and had her cannon ready to fire in an instant, but the intruder had vanished.

"I am not here to hinder your path." He spoke. She found the source of his voice, he was leaning against the tree she was camped under, eyes pointed at the stars. "I am here to assist you."

"Who are you and why did you sneak up on me!" Tristana snorted.

"My name is Shen, and if we did not sneak, we would not be ninja."

"We?!" The yordle spun about looking for more of them.

"I come alone. To assist you."

"Who sent you?" She pointed her weapon straight at him.

"I was sent."

"By who?"

"There is no answer to what you ask. No person has sent me. I divine purpose form the stars."

"The stars sent you?"

"I have many tasks along my path, and when I find one such as you, I am to assist until you release me from your charge." Now he wasn't looking at anything, just facing forward.

"So...I'm just going home, you're gonna help me with that?" She lowered her weapon as she spoke.

"You can not travel while you sleep."

"I'm going to sleep and then I'm going home."

"Do you require assistance sleeping." The sentence should have had a question mark at the end of it, but it didn't sound like that. It was a statement.

"Nah, I just sleep. Stand there and lookout for wolves or something." Trist readied herself for bed once more.

"I shall stand watch." He provoked eye contact form her, then she nestled down on her pack again and closed her eyes. She felt nervous. He wasn't sitting or crouching, he didn't make a sound when he moved, and he never blinked.

Trist tossed and turned. After forty minutes she somehow knew he was closer. This voice came not an inch form her ear. "Do you require assistance sleeping."

"GAAAH!!!" She jumped away from him, rattled. She didn't have her guns, but she held shot in each hand. "What's wrong with you!"

"I am to assist you on your path. You can not sleep. if you do not rest, your journey home will be delayed."

"I can't sleep because you're creeping me out!"

"I can not leave until you release me from your charge."

"I release you from my charge, now go!" She whipped the shot at him. It bounced off his figure with no effect.

"You can not release me from your charge until you've made your journey home. You can not journey home until you rest. Do you require assistance sleeping." Again with that ambivalent tone.

"Alright, fine, I require assistance sleeping. How are you going to help me sleep?"

"I can block your airways until you lose consciousness."

"You're gonna choke me?! You're gonna choke a poor, defenseless yordle?!"

"I can block the flow of blood to your brain until you lose consciousness."

"You're gonna...kill me?!" She had no idea how he would block the blood flow. "I'd rather you choked me instead of killed me."

"Affirmative." Shen was behind her in an instant, his arm flew around her neck and his free hand covered her mouth and nose. She began to struggle immediately. Everywhere she punched or kicked or elbowed was rock solid. She lost her strength and eventually she fell to the ground. As soon as air entered her lungs she coughed herself awake. Shen had failed.

"Hey! Hey!" She scolded. "Don't do that again!" She dusted herself off. "I'm never getting to sleep now."

"But you must sleep in order to complete your journey."

"You're supposed to do what I say until I get back, so no choking, and no blocking my brain!" She thought for a bit as she caught her breath. "Go hang upside down in that tree." At least that would keep him busy she thought.

Shen was standing upside down on the lowest branch that would allow for it. She started laughing. "No no no, you can't stay like that I'll never get to sleep like that I'm laughing too much." She blinked her eyes and he was standing right side up on the ground, as if he were on a mirror and it was overturned or something. No hint of movement at all, he just changed positions.

"Do a hundred pushups." She watched him start with blinding speed and she brought her scattered things together while he worked. Soon he was standing in front of her again. It could not have been a minute.

"You're just like a dog, you can't do my bidding fast enough." He also didn't seem to talk much while being ordered. She grabbed a stick. "Fetch!" Trist yelled as she held her arm back for a throw. Shen grabbed her elbow, pulled the stick form her hand, and offered it with an outstretched palm.

"You tall meanies are all the same. Just use your size and your strength and it'll get you whatever you want." Shen still didn't blink, or speak. Tristana's eyes were rolling around in thought now. "Toss me up in the air a hundred times!"

He didn't slouch at it either, these were good seven and eight second tosses. She was happy now, giggling at being weightless. Many normals tossed yordles around all the time, but never like they want it.

She got bored before he reached seventy tosses, but she didn't have the heart to tell him to stop. His hands were warm, and his arms never got tired. If she was one to worry about her weight, then this would alleviate any concern she had.

"Shen?" She asked.

"Yes."

"You hungry?"

"I am vigilant."

"Ooooookay." She thought. "Shen?"

"Yes."

"You tired?"

"Fatigue can not catch me."

"Hmmm." he set her down as she pondered. Just like a dog, he was waiting for her next charge. "Give me a massage, that'll help me sleep." He complied. Starting at her neck he found Trist tensing up...after the choking and all. He found that as he went lower and lower she became more relaxed.

Tristana had never had the backs of her legs massaged before, and even with his strong and skillful hands it didn't seem to be doing much, but when he got to her calves she felt the miles melt from the walk through the valley. She even let out a few sighs. Then the ninja removed her footgear and touched all the right spots on her feet. It almost made her squirm and it definitely made her moan. What she hoped he didn't know, is that his foot massage was making her drench her undergarments.

"Shen...you gotta stop now." She said in a disappointed manner. She could have gotten to sleep if he didn't work her toes. She felt brave. He did stop, and then he waited, unblinking as always. Trist popped the top button of her trousers and jammed her hand into her panties. She rubbed herself in a circle, Trist was so wet her labia was even spreading with the motion. Shen continued not to blink.

The yordle stared into his eyes trying to see any reaction this might be causing. She saw none. Trist ran two fingers on her insides and overacted a moan, wincing her eyes, but not closing them, and still got no reaction from the ninja. As she continued, she kicked off her trousers. She swapped hands and licked her fingers clean, asking for a response from him with her eyes.

With her digits wiped free of her moisture, she popped the center of her top open and began squeezing her A cup breasts. a pink nipple popped out just over the top. The statue thing was getting old for her. Trist tugged her panties off and spread her slit so Shen could see as deep inside her as possible. Still nothing. "Humpf..." She undid her top completely, a girdle still present underneath, and folded the fabric covering her chest under the inside of it. "Shen." She took the tone now. No question mark. "Pull out your dick and fuck me. Fuck me 'till I fall asleep."

He removed his belt and freed his girth from the loincloth underneath. It seems Ninja didn't wear pants, as a waistband could be exploited somehow in a way that belts could not. He was erect as if he were never flacid, and pressed his head against her opening with purpose, forcing his way in. There was no way the whole thing was going to fit. It was thick as her wrist and long as her arm. It pressed the air out of her lungs, and Tristana made a sound like she just got kicked in the ribs.

Shen began thrusting, no warm up, and each stroke brought his balls a little closer to slapping her ass. She couldn't grind her hips, there was no room to grind. He held her legs for leverage, so all she could do was ride it out. She couldn't believe how 'full' she was, or that he was getting deeper still.

He rammed against some barrier at the end of the road, the entrance to her womb. She tried to form words, tell him to let up, slow down, something, but all that came out were exasperated 'Haaaaah's'

"I'm" Shen started ,but then he pinched his eyes shut for the first time since the two of them met. His strokes were more shallow now, as the surge of his liquid had to make it's own space inside Tristana, pushing his member back closer and closer to her opening. She grunted and clenched and a small river opened up from the bottom of her slit, soaking her buttocks with the ebbing semen. now he could make headway again. Every stroke was another warm wet pile oozing out, every thrust brought him closer to her womb once more.

"Ahh....Shen..." She tried to talk, but was too overwhelmed by the fact that cumming didn't stop him at all. Most men tend to go a little limp at least, and some can't move at all. He kept drilling forward, and it was making her mind go numb.

Aside from Shen holding on to her legs, Tristana was a rag-doll. The numbness had spread to her whole body. Until she hit a giant release, then she was pins and needles all over. She lifted her head as the sensation calmed down. It took the place of an orgasm, it was far more powerful, but not as enjoyable. She could feel herself drooling.

He finally got to start tapping his sack against her cheeks when he closed his eyes again and let loose. Tristana was able to speak now. "Shen...that's, that's too much!" Her eyes bore shock. "Pull it out!" He did as she asked and she sat up to assess the damage. There really wasn't much to look at with the frosting job he had done, and he was still rock hard.

She was going to wipe the drool from her chin but saw the opportunity to use it sitting right in front of her. Tristana began taking as much of the ninja as she could into her mouth. With the slime all over the shaft, she could tell he had been living off the fruits and berries of the land. It sure helped the taste. She was just getting into her groove when he tensed up. She looked at his face, and sure enough his eyes were closed.

Shen unloaded into her throat, and she worked with it as long as she could, but ended up turning into a coughing fit. Her chin, her face, her chest, her neck, and even a late shot streamed across her nose. She was a dirty girl.

She motioned for him to use her lower facilities again while she wiped her face off. He took to it as vigorously as at first. This time she could cope with it. Something about her body re-setting allowed her to enjoy it this time. Don't get me wrong, he was still putting the stretch on her, but she felt pleasure this time.

Trist was just building to orgasm, when she felt the hot, wet mess inside of her gain. She let out a nervous laugh that turned into real laughter soon enough. It was unbelievable. A horse couldn't keep up with Shen. She was able to keep her concentration through the next load, and finally hit her first climax just has he was reaching his fifth. Her sensation was retarded by opening her eyes and seeing the slime pit she was lying in.

'Oh well,' She thought 'I'll let him go until he runs out, I got mine,' A benevolent smile took her face, and she was still smiling through his sixth load.

Fatigue soon set in and she was taking the scenery in as Shen did his thing, popping every eight seconds like clockwork. For a while she was watching the puffy pink flesh of her tits jostling around from his influence, but he stopped when she let out her first yawn. She was ready for sleep. He pulled out and re-clothed himself, then stood watch again.

"Shen, get some water so I can clean up, then I'll go to bed." He was gone as soon as she said it. She lay on her side and lazily reached a hand down to the affected area. She stirred herself a bit and yawned again. Tristana was good and sore, she found sleep before he returned.

Shen attempted to wake her, but she was out cold. He removed her corset, and washed her tenderly, then brought her clothes to the river. When they were rinsed and dried he clothed her properly, even put her footgear back on.

In the morning they'd be off for Bandle City.
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