Shenanigans (Katarina x Lux)

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Mid lane was her territory. She thrived in it, loved how easy it was to reach top or bottom and carve up fresh flesh with her knives. So long as she was careful, nothing could stop her.

Nothing, except for a surprise bind. As rings of bright light shimmering rainbow descended upon her torso and bound her arms to her side, she inwardly cursed her carelessness. Of course five seconds after her ward went down, someone would hide in the brush. If only she’d backed off a little and returned to base. Such a rookie mistake. A mistake she would not have made had she been under her own control. She sent a wave of displeasure at her summoner through their mind link before she realized something strange. Something off.

Her summoner wasn’t there. Add to the fact that the bind had not worn off yet, and she was starting to sweat a little.

“Katarina, caught you~” she heard, and she looked up to see the one and only person who had such annoying binds. Luxanna Crownguard. Her lips curled in disgust.

“Lux,” she spat out. “What do you want? What’s going on?” Though she was putting on a tough face, she understood that her position was completely at the mercy of the shining blonde girl, and thus she had held back on the scathing insults she normally would have hurled.

Lux smiled, and leaned down. “You don’t need to worry, Miss Katarina. I’ll treat you gently, even as a prisoner.”

A what. A prisoner? A kidnapping? Right in the midst of a League match? Such a move she would expect from Noxus, but from the prim and proper Demacia? Her surprise must have shown, for Lux cupped her chin with a delicate hand and tilted her head up. Katarina did not resist.

“Aw, what’s with the wide eyes? You’ll be fine,” Lux cooed.

Shit. A furious heat spread across her cheeks, and she knew she blushing. She couldn’t help it though. Lux’s beautiful features were hovering extremely close, and she could do nothing but focus on the clear blue eyes and fair skin the Lady of Luminosity possessed. But why? Had she been deprived of intimacy for so long that she was attracted to... to this child of all people?

Katarina swallowed and desperately tried to look elsewhere. A flash in a nearby brush caught her attention and, confused, she squinted in hopes of discerning the shapes she saw shaking in the tall grass. Was that... No. Oh, come on. Really? Cassiopeia and Fiora were just sitting there, watching them, not fighting or helping their respective teammates? And were they... Damn it. Yes. They were. They were giggling. Laughing amongst themselves.

A prick of fury shot through her forehead, and she turned her attention back to Lux and sneered. “Alright, joke’s over. Let me go, and we can forget this ever happened,” she growled, beginning to struggle against her bonds.

“Who said this was a joke?” Lux grinned.

“What. I’m not blind. I see my sister and your fencer laughing their asses off in the grass. How much did they pay you to do this?” Katarina huffed. “To go to the trouble of interrupting a match, even.”

“Like I told you, this isn’t a joke.”

The next thing Katarina knew, she was being hoisted over Lux’s shoulder (she never realized how strong the girl was) like a sack of potatoes and getting nothing but the curve of Lux’s back and a very flattering close up of Lux’s behind. Well, she thought, at least the journey wouldn’t be boring if this was the view.

She sighed.

…

“Five dollars says they’ll be holding hands everywhere by next week,” Fiora laughed.

“Ten dollars says she won’t even be able to move by next week,” Cass cackled.

They shook hands.

“Fine, deal.”

“A pleasure doing business with you.”

You Hear Those Sleigh Bells Jingling (Ahri x LeBlanc)

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This was ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous. Completely, undoubtedly, unquestionably silly and unreasonable. Yet, here she was, dressed up in santa red, white fur fringes tickling her skin, cloak whipping in the winter wind and body sprinkled with flakes of snow.

Oh, but LeBlanc would never concede to defeat. This was the end of her loss and the start of her victory. So what if her team had been composed of utter imbeciles? She had won her lane against that damn fox, but because the bet had been made on the terms of winning the match...

She supposed it was her own fault for even agreeing to it in the first place. In her defense, the fox had made herself a permanent nuisance in every way possible until she had agreed. And had then rigged the teams in her favor. LeBlanc knew deception when she saw it.

"Oh, LeBlanc, you're here!"

Immediately, she was thrown backwards as what appeared to be cleavage collided with her face. However, having been prepared for the familiar shenanigan, she dispelled the clone and watched as Ahri ate a faceful of snow.

Never one to be put down by LeBlanc's refusal to cooperate, Ahri jumped right back up, face framed by enough snow to give her white eyebrows and a small white beard. Her nine tails wagged behind her back, and LeBlanc couldn't have pictured a stranger version of Santa Claus than the one standing in front of her. The antlers didn’t help.

"Wow, you actually wore it! I didn't think you would." Ahri gave her a toothy grin, whipping her head around like a wet dog to get rid of the snow. Her own cheerfully festive outfit was hopelessly coated by white, despite her efforts.

"You won," LeBlanc started, making her way over to the fox and swaying her hips with extra emphasis along the way, and watched as Ahri followed her every move with hungry eyes.

Reaching a delicate hand out, she traced a single finger down the curve of the fox's collarbone and up her throat and then her chin, drinking in the shivers and shakes she elicited. Without missing a beat, she drew in very, very close, and watched as Ahri closed her eyes in anticipation. She closed her own in response. With only mere millimeters remaining between their lips, she blew one hot breath across the fox's lips before abruptly pulling away.

The next thing Ahri knew, LeBlanc's red santa cloak was lying at her feet, and LeBlanc herself was several yards away and looking over her shoulder in the most seductive pose she had ever laid her eyes on, one hand on her hip, one leg slightly lifted to draw attention to her thigh and in turn her behind popped up in the most wondrous way... She had laid her eyes on quite a few sexy poses in her lifetime, though never quite like this.

"But see if you ever get any of this for the next few months," LeBlanc finished, and then she was gone.

Ahri blinked.

And blinked again.

Somewhere nearby, Ashe and Katarina were enjoying a walk amongst the pine trees when, all of a sudden, they heard a very, very distressed and frustrated scream that sent the birds flying for the sky.

“...What?” the redhead asked, one eyebrow raised as she watched the birds go. As she curiously stopped, Ashe tugged on her hand and pulled her forward impatiently.

“Just ignore it,” the queen answered. “Trust me, you’re better off forgetting you ever heard that. Let’s go.”

Is it too late to apologize?

Well, first off, the first 4 weeks or so of my disappearance were because I was preoccupied with last minute things to do before graduation and then I was in China for 2 weeks.

Then the following weeks up until now were the result of me getting a gaming computer and thus proceeding to lose all interests in every hobby I have ever had, including writing.

Thus apologies for my lack of updates and disappearance without any warning.

That being said, I will try my best to get back into the swing of things and writing oneshots every week. However, I have not found any images that have really inspired me in a while, so any suggestions would be great.

Over and out,
Vanui