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Caitlyns Relic	By : IcyNymph Category: +G through L > League of Legends Views: 15536 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hello! I hope you enjoy this fan fiction for League of Legends. This is an Ezreal X Caitlyn fic with Vayne hanging around. Probably to imitate what female readers might be doing to this. Who knows?

I apologize that half way through the document the width changes. I started writing in notepad but got serious and moved it to open office. I tried to fix the width there but alas, I could not. I hope this does not detract from your reading pleasure. Enjoy!

The house sat quietly in the town of Piltover. The fancy decorated

abode of the towns leading law official was full of trophies, plants

and techmaturgist materials. Sitting quietly on a couch in the center

of her living room, Caitlyn drank from her tea cup reflecting on the

days activities. She quelled another burglar, just the second in two

months and was summoned shortly after to fight in the league. The

match was quick and unsatisfying, but the skilled marksman was

proud to have helped settle another dispute and prove she had not

grown rusty with the lack of crime to keep her sharp in Piltover.

Across from her in a chair sat the leather bound vixen, Vayne. Eyes

peering searchingly at the long haired woman who enjoyed her tea.

There conversation was quite pleasant up to this point. The vigilante

had a calm about her before she stood up. "Thank you for offering

me to stay, but I should worry about routing out your woods,

regardless of your certainty that they are void of criminals."

Shrugging, the Sheriff took another sip of her tea. "If you insist. I

should not allow you to take the law within your hands in my town,

but I once did the same so I can not fault you. I just wish I could

convince you that those woods are empty."

Taking her leave, Vayne said nothing more as she made for the door.

Before she could open it, the door flung open and Ezreal made his

way across the room with something towed in a box. Sitting next to

the purple dressed woman, the eager explorer popped the lid and

presented the item to Caitlyn.

"Just like you were seeking. A new modified scope for your rifle.

The finest in techmaturgist technology I have found in my travels."

The highly intelligent man said. A smirk was on his face as he

offered the box. Setting her tea down, Caitlyn removed the scope

from the container and examined it. Before long she would reach for

her rifle and remove the glass sight from the tip and place the scope

on the barrel. Giving a quick glance, she grinned and set the rifle

down.

"My. You're very resourceful Ezreal. Thank you for finding this for

me." The door was closed as they conversed, but Vayne waited just

outside the door. Night was soon falling on the land as the sun left

the sky orange. Curious as to see if the Sheriff might be trafficking

at all. A silly thought, but one Vayne wished to make sure of was not

the case.

Back inside, the box was put aside and Ezreal looked at Caitlyn with

interest. "You promised me a rare find yourself." He said hurriedly.

The explorer was fascinated about the prospect of a rare gem or

ancient tome that he could scour through before sending it to the

scholars to play with. He watched as Caitlyn let out a sigh, a hand

brushing through her hair.

"I have no rare find." She said bluntly.

"Wait. What do you mean? You explicitly told me that you would

have a treasure for me if I found this scope you heard of. Here it is.

Now where is my goods?" He asked in a confused and aggressive

tone.

Caitlyn glanced at Ezreal and gave another sigh, crossing one leg

over the other and resting her hands on her knee. "I am not trying to

cheat you. At the time when I made the request I was promised a

delivery from Ionia due to my efforts in the region for helping with

the lawlessness. I was promised an artifact. A rare unique item that

was one of it's kind. I knew you'd be interested, so I made the rash

decision of asking for a favor before I received my gift." Pointing at

the table, the two would look as they saw the object that stood in the

center. "They gave me a trophy. Unique and rare, yes. One of a kind.

Valuable to you? Hardly." She gave a disappointed look, apologetic

eyes but remorse no so much as she stared at the blonde.

Outside Vayne gave a faint chuckle. As she peered through the

window she wondered for a moment if it was suspicious that she

was spying on the great Caitlyn, but the idea was brushed aside as

the angle of the window and door to the house was towards the

woods, away from the rest of the town.

A depressed look came across Ezreals face as he realized that his

promised item was nothing more than a paper weight. Grunting he

stood up and pointed at the beautiful sheriff. "I demand

compensation or you will return the scope. A deal is a deal and you

have neglected your end!" His voice was high and mighty, and face

curled with unsatisfactory.

Giving a nod, Caitlyn only peered up at Ezreal without so much as a

bat of her eyes. "Fair enough. I wish to keep the scope. Ezreal." She

looked at him with such serious eyes. "I will let you sleep with me in

turn for the enhancement."

Blinking, Ezreal peered down at the taller woman with confusion.

Was she really selling herself out for a gun modification? A lady of

the law and respected member of the league? Baffled, but intrigued,

the explorer lost the look of seriousness in his face and lifted that

hand to rub at his chin. "I... I don't know..." More pondering the idea

than rejecting it.

"I can decide for you." Caitlyn would note, uncrossing her leg and

letting them be spread out on the couch a bit, feet still on the floor. If

Vayne still sat across from her the woman would have gotten a

glimpse at the sharpshooters white panties. Grabbing at Ezreals belt,

Caitlyn effortlessly unbuckles the strap and tugs down on his pants.

Ezreal contemplated protest but found this prospect to be

enlightening in it's own way. The wonderful and gorgeous Caitlyn of

Piltover wanted him in her bed, even if it was just in exchange for an

item.

Words were not spoken between the two, just the sound of their

breathing and the ruffled clothes hitting the floor, the woman forcing

the pants to fall to his ankles. She was not wearing her gloves so

once his member was free from his leggings, that surprisingly soft

hand of hers gripped his limp cock and gave small, easy strokes to it.

Her fingers were delicate and warm. The explorer let out a sigh at the

feel of her hand on his junk. She stroked at his length with a very

slow and deliberate pace, coaxing him to rise to the occasion and his

dick would soon do that. Caitlyn licked her lips but otherwise

showed no amazement at the nice eight inches of cock she was

holding. Her fingers just managed to wrap fully around the length.

Her lips, coated lightly with her saliva came before the head of his

clean cut cock head and gave a small kiss at the bulbous tip. This

gave Ezreal his first shock of excitement.

Caitlyn felt his penis throb in her hand, aching for further stimulation

after the kiss. Parting her lips, her tongue snacked out and lapped

across the tip, licking at that slit. Moving the tip of the appendage up

and down as pre would soon leak at the end and become lost in her

mouth. She gave a soft moan, showing she was not only doing this

for business. She found pleasure in her actions. Her hand was

wavered as it increased in speed only slightly. Fully rubbing up

and down along the entire length as she tickled the tip with her

tongue. Ezreal narrowed his eyes and watched the long haired

enchantress as those pretty red lips of hers captured the head of his

prick in her mouth. The end lost but the intense feeling of her tongue

grew expertly more divine. Her mouth was warm, tongue moist and

plenty of saliva had built up in her mouth which she washed and

rubbed into the soft mushroomed head. The lively muscle within her

mouth was feverishly at work to bring the blonde haired man the most

wonderful of pleasures.

Outside Vayne was taken aback by the scene. It was easy to hear

their conversation from the outside, her ears trained for such things,

but the fact the house was not sound proof aided greatly. She

watched shamefully as the woman she admired for all her years of

punishing the cruel and heartless threw all caution and modesty to

the wind and simply took Ezreals maleness into her hand. No signs

of disgrace or dishonor in the raven haired woman's movements as

she sucked the cock head into her mouth. Vayne had an idea to leave

now and allow the two respected league members to their devices;

but she ached. When was the last time she was able to feel pleasure?

A craving within begged her to intrude and share with Caitlyn her

prize. The night hunter would calm herself though, but that itch

would not go. Glancing around the masked woman noted how

secluded the house really was in contrast with the town. Despite her

better judgment, the tightly leather clad woman lowered a hand to the

crotch of her leggings. Her palm rubbing into the material and

immediately eliciting a reaction. Biting her tongue the dark costumed

heroine muffled her moan as she felt her body respond quickly to the

pleasure. Her eyes watching the two within the house.

Ezreal gained more interest as he could not help but give the lustful

woman the sound of his voice. He moaned and his body rocked with

pleasure at the masterful way her hand and tongue seemed to play

with him. He felt it as her finger tips pressed into the skin, then

relaxed. Doing this as if she was playing the flute. Another inch was

lost in her mouth. Slowly he was being eaten by the hungry fair

skinned woman. Her beauty a rich aphrodisiac to his eyes. If he were

any less of a man, he would believe to have lost his load by now at

her proclivity. Bringing his hand up, he began to play with her hair.

The strands were silky and ever so soft in his tips. It felt like delicate

string and he could smell the vanilla scent emitting from their waves.

Running his hand through those locks as another two inches were

claimed by the wonderful Caitlyn. His eyes were lost in the way she

started to turn her head as she'd go down on him, only to twist in the

opposite direction as she came back off to the head. Hand working

faster in her efforts to jack him off while dancing her tongue on his

flesh.

She took extra notice of how her tongue moved. Most of it was

placed to slide and curl along the bottom half of his throbbing cock.

She could feel him pulse and arch his boner every few seconds from

the powerful sensations she was bestowing upon him. That thick

vein that ran below occasionally pumped another dribble of pre cum

onto her tongue. Savoring the taste, her fellatio continued forth as

she mingled the cum with her spit, washing the mixed substance

across his length. Another inch lost in the void of her mouth, hand

leaving his prick as she was nearing throating him. The cock head

rubbed against the back of her throat. She gagged lightly, remedied

as she bobbed on him many more times before her throat would

relax. The rear way feeling like velvet against his mighty cock as she

teased it with each and every thrust forward of her oral cavity. The

hand that was on his shaft now was finding a new home on his ball

sack. The two orbs contained within his thin, loose skin were greeted

by the touch of her nimble fingers. Massaging those twins in her

fingers grasp lightly, and eliciting further response above. She could

feel his hand grip tightly on her hair.

Vayne was mesmerized by the scene before her. She felt like her

mind was lost due to the nature of Caitlyns blow job. The sheriff

having to learn these skills from somewhere. Knowing they were

exceptional the way Ezreals body fidgeted and his fingers curled.

Her own palm was rubbing roughly into the leather of her pants, her

pussy lips puffed below the protective leather and as she pressed the

tight material into herself, an obvious mold appeared of her sex. So

hungry was her lust that the night hunter was fully besides herself in

her obvious lewd actions. The sun was fading away and the moon

was creeping over the woodland edge with each passing minute,

painting a dark picture of her rigorously rubbing herself in public.

Such a voyeur, she kept her mouth closed even with powerful spikes

in pleasure that rolled throughout her form. Having not tended to her

sexual needs in some time, Vayne was sure to blow her own mind

with intense climax in mere moments, the scene before her too erotic

and delicious.

Ezreal felt invigorated like the first time he went spelunking the great riches held deep beneath the earth. The marksman was agile with her tongue and skilled with her throat. He was having an increasingly harder time focusing on not allowing himself to release in her mouth. This was proven impossible quickly as he felt a vibration pour from her throat. She was humming. Something he was not sure of but it felt incredible. The vibration was intense and it seemed to give even more of a intoxicating feel from her uvula that tickled his length as she slid him in and out of her throat. His grip on her raven locks tightened and he coaxed her forward as his resolve was about to break. The highly intellectual explorer was at his peak and the efforts she made on his testies and cock were to much.

With his dick almost fully throated, Caitlyn would not get to fully ingest his lovely prick any further as she felt that vein start to swell. Her tongue pressed and curled against it as she drew him out of her mouth till just the head was lost in her lips. Free hand lifting and stroking his cock in a fury. Nimble fingers rubbing and pressing, tongue flailing and throat singing as the beautiful femme milked the blonde males shaft eagerly. Even with anticipation, Caitlyn still shivered in surprise at the jet streams of cum that started to pour into her mouth. Powerful bursts of the explorers cream coated that tongue that was tickling his head even still, making Ezreal arch forward as the highly sensitive dickhead was tortured through the orgasm. The pleasure and sensation to much as he roughly grabbed the woman's hair tightly in his hands. She had to swallow continuously, the amount ejaculated into her gullet quite plentiful and more than she'd expect from the handsome man.

When Ezreal let up on his grip, letting go of her hair, Caitlyn released his cock from her lips and gave him a grin, licking those lips and standing up. “Hmm you lasted quite awhile. And all that cum. You must be down in those tunnels to much.” She gave a coo. Her seriousness seeming to falter after the act she just committed.

Leaning into him, the taller woman gave the bright boy a kiss, he in turn kissed back. Her hand stayed on his dick and stroked at it firmly and in long, slow pulls. Keeping that bad boy of his nice and hard. Rubbing the tip against her thigh, lifting the hem of her skirt up to feel the warm and wet head against her skin. Ezreal groaned into her mouth and forced his tongue inside. Arms wrapping around Caitlyn and rubbing along her back.

Showing initiative Ezreal moved his hands to the femmes front and gave her a good shove onto the couch she previously sat on. Moving onto it as well he grabbed her by the waist and started to help turn her over. Caitlyn watched him as he twisted her body, helping him as she moved onto her hands and knees on the cushioned surface. His hands popped her skirt around her waist and rubbed at her pantie covered ass. Admiring her white silky fabric before giving her firm bottom a slap. She gave a moan at the slap, having him slap her again to get the same reaction. A third time followed with a fourth and fifth as Caitlyn wiggled her ass for him. His slaps were not hard, but they gave a light sting the sheriff could enjoy. His thumbs curled into the fabric and tugged down, showing off her beautiful butt and seeing her puffy folds waiting for him. Slick with her juice.

Vayne was overwhelmed with the scene in the house. Finding that her attention to herself was limited by her clothing she unfastened her belt and pushed down on the leather breeches, her panties moved with the leggings as she would stand partially nude. Peering through the window like a sick pervert, the girls leather gloved hands were on her sex in an instant. Left hand tweaking that sensitive clitoris of hers, the nub hard and easily teased in her aroused state. Her own lips were like Caitlyns, moist and eager to be touched. Her fingers were thicker given the leather surface around them, and her right hand was immediate in diving two fingers as deep as they could go. Giving a muffled moan once more, biting on her lip to keep herself from being caught.

The night hunter closed her eyes for a moment to revel in the delightful pleasure she brought to herself. Her own lust and need was so backed up she wished it was her that Ezreal was about to pound. She soon opened her eyes again, able to focus on the scene as those two thick fingers pounded her vag. The noise was lewd, the sound of her juices sloshing between skin and leather with some running down her leg. She was leaking like a faucet and it would only become more delightful as a third finger was added into her needy cunt. Eyes a gaze as she watched from her angle, the blond haired master stuck his throbbing man meat into the wonderful woman.

Caitlyn let out a quick yelp in surprise. Ezreal was kneading her ass in his strong hands before the left moved to grab his cock. She was so into his caressing that she forgot about why she was in this position. Figuring she'd have no problems accommodating him the man aimed his prick at her entrance and shoved the full length into her. Caitlyns body shook from the intense pleasure. He held himself inside of her, unmoving as he was to the hilt. His hand was back on her ass to join the other in their more rough fondling ways. Grabbing a good chunk of flesh and rubbing his thumbs into the skin. Moving her ass back and forth to bounce her lightly on his enveloped cock all while she moaned from the treatment.

Wiggling her ass in his grasp Caitlyn wanted more than to be teased. Ezreal would not let up even with her encouraging ass shaking and hip bouncing. “Stop messing around and fuck me already.” Her voice had a hint of irritation, her desire to be stuck like a pig was furious in her mind and her body was craving the remedy of his cock would give to it.

“That's a good girl.” He'd tease before letting go of her ass, pulling his hips back so the cock was just at the entrance. He waited just a second, waiting for her to thrust back and when she did, he practically slammed his hands on her ass and pushed forward. Two heavy red marks would be painted on her tush and a deep satisfying groan of pain and pleasure came from Caitlyn. Her non nonchalant attitude in her previous sexual act gone. She was nothing more than a bitch in heat at this point with Ezreal starting to thrust in and out of her tight hole. The inner walls were so soft and hot. Rubbing his prick with his thrusts, the tight muscles gripping and sucking him in, hungry for his cock. Hands that played with her ass kept rubbing and pinching.

Vaynes eyes lit up as she watched Caitlyn change from what started as a commanding position into nothing more than a hungry slut. Ezreal showing he had more force and ambition than just a treasure hunter. He knew how to fuck. Jealous was the night hunter. Unable to feel the strong agile boy fucking her. Having to make do with her fingers.

Releasing her clit she moved a hand up and began to roughly fondly her breasts through the leather. The bra beneath added a nice sensation as her nipples were teased and rubbed at aggressively. A small touch of pain from the forceful way she moved the material into her chest. Palm digging into the fleshy mound. Below her hand was ever committed to getting the long haired femme fatal off. Her hips were thrusting into her hand, the fingers themselves wiggling about inside of her core to tickle and treat every little bit of her womanhood. Finding it hard to stand and do all this, Vayne allowed herself to slump with her right shoulder to the wall, ever peering into the house whilst she masturbated. The air was thick with her scent and her thighs were becoming sticky from her juice. The inside of her leather pants were going to need extra washing before she'd be through.

Ezreals hips would piston like a well oiled machine, his dick was rocking in and out of that hot, sweet pussy. Giving Caitlyn a slap on the ass every few thrusts to give her that delight she seemed to be enjoyable. Every time he did she'd let out this noise, this sexy whiny moan that drove the blond crazy. The fact she was still dressed with her panties at her knees heightened his arousal. It felt more dirty giving it to the proud sheriff this way. She who was no longer propped up on her hands, falling to her elbows and lifting her ass higher into his constant assault. Body shook and her hips bounced with each fast, heavy thrust.

Her butt was turning into a red mess, a beautiful shade of crimson. The male genius was unpredictable in his smacks as well, causing the woman to never know when it would happen, causing her body to always relax and get caught off guard. Impossible to brace for it as her mind was constantly flicking back and forth from being drilled like a whore and getting her ass spanked. The house was full of his grunts and her groans.

As she did slip onto her elbows, Ezreal leaned over the body of the delicious beauty, grabbing a hand full of her thick silky hair and tugging on it roughly. Kissing at the back of her neck and enjoying the noises she made from the next rough act he performed on her. His right still on her butt and still giving a random slap. The skin was like a furnace under his palm. The heat that radiated from it was more than her pussy was emitting. Plus, she tasted so good. His tongue licked at her neck before he eased up for a more comfortable position in his claiming of Caitlyn.

The girl was drunk in her pleasure, and was sure Ezreal could feel her body shake in her climax. That tight cunt of hers squeezed his cock like a vice, trying to suck him as deep as he could go and keep him trapped. This only fueled his pleasure and even with the resistance, would still pull out and plunge back in deep and hard. Her body was shaking from the orgasm and her screaming moan drifted off into a silent one as she had to catch her breath. Afterward she'd take in a deep breath and begin to pant. The tug on her hair loosened but the strength of his hand placed on the back of her head, pushing her face into the couch. Feeling completely pinned all Caitlyn was able to do was moan and groan. Encouraging Ezreal to fuck her harder. “You're so good.. so amazing... harder damn you! Oh. .mmfffff..”

In his kindness Ezreal obliged, pounding furiously and wanting to feel his own orgasm. The feeling of her holding him inside of her was one he would never forget and his thrusts would become unmerciful. Using the last storage of his energy he reignited his passion and desire, bouncing his hips back and forth. His pelvis smacked hard into her firm butt. Each smack a reminder of the spanking she got through out the affair as his hand now just gripped tightly on her hip while the other kept her head pinned. The thickness of his cock seemed to grow inside of her needy cunt, That thick vein throbbed again as his prick pulsed, his climax rapidly approaching. The sight of Caitlyn before him driving him on.

Their bodies seemed to have melded together, molding into a sexy obscene display as a few more thrusts later, Ezreal pushed himself as far as he could go, all eight inches of man meat buried in the tightest tomb he's ever plundered. Feeling it take him away, unrelenting in it's will to have him. Spurts of cum exploded in gooey thick streams inside of Caitlyn. Her body trembled and she came again, sucking him harder in her pussy. Eyes rolling in pleasure and letting out another heavy moan. The hot sensation of his cum pouring inside of her body thrilling. His grip was tight on both head and hip till every last drop of his sperm was safely deposited into her fuck hole. Leaving his mark within her with an impressive second showing of his dick. Really posing the question of how much pent up cream he was able to give away.

Outside the display of a vindicator who was in a crazed lust was shown. Her fingers pumping with no lose in energy as she took herself. Hand roughly squeezing and pinching at her hidden breasts. Palm smacking into her clit and puffy lovely lady lips with every thrust of her fingers. Finger banging herself to the brink of exhaustion as her body began to shake itself. Every muscle in her body was tensing up and her breathing was quick and short in bursts. Looking down across her form, over those breasts and down at her puss. Mind still lost in the dreamland of Ezreal being the one in place of her fingers. Biting so hard on her lip that she pierced the skin, her muffled cry came shortly before the couple had came. Unlike the sheriff of Piltover, Vayne was much more messy. As her hips twitched and leg became weak, jet streams of woman juice collided with her fingers and splashed every which way out of her cunt. A monsoon obstructed with the constant leather thrusting.

Though her fingers slowed down and her body trembled, her orgasm lasted a good twenty seconds if not more. Girl goo was dripping down her thighs, all over her pants and even the side of Caitlyns house. The ground was wet with splatter of girl juice every where. One would think she just urinated all over but she was nothing more than a dirty squirter.

Coming down from her own orgasmic high, Vayne felt weak and weary, looking around as if to note where she was. Quickly realizing that her sex lusting mind was muddled in her perverse desire, the night hunter went to pull up her pants. This was difficult considering how much her body was rolled by the orgasm. Feeling like a clumsy drunk, the woman was finally able to roll her panties up, followed by her leggings. A damp mess was in her clothing, causing her to sigh at herself.

Taking a moment to catch her breath, Vayne peered in the window one more time, watching Ezreal remove himself from Caitlyn. “I'll capture my prey one day. For now.. I need to wash.” Seeming to scold herself, the darkly dressed woman moved from the house. Slowly she would gain her energy back to be able to sprint.

Ezreal sat back on his legs, removing his cock from Caitlyn and gave her ass a few light taps in a sort of 'good work champ' sort of way. The woman wiggled her butt from side to side a few times before she rolled over. Some cum leaked out of her puffy pussy. As she laid on her back on display for Ezreal, the girl had the goofiest, but most pleased look on her face. Eyes watching as the crawler of caves eventually stood up and redressed his lower half.

“I hope the reward was to your liking.” Caitlyn would say in a more joking manner.

Only giving the dumbest grin possible, Ezreal looked down at the girl. Her panties still wrapped around her knees, legs spread with her feet together. Her pussy thoroughly fucked and his mark left to leak from her hole. Hair a mess and face satisfied. “You did promise me a rare exotic treasure, and you gave me just that.”

The both eyed each other for a moment longer before Ezreal would leave. More adventures awaited him. Who knows what he would come to plunder next.

Laying on the couch in her shameless way, Caitlyn mused to herself after Ezreal left. “I hope you enjoyed the show, Ms Vayne. I sure did.”
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