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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      League_of_Legends
  Relationship:
      Luxanna_"Lux"_Crownguard/Ezreal, Katarina_Du_Couteau/Garen_Crownguard,
      Cassiopeia_Du_Couteau/Ezreal
  Character:
      Luxanna_"Lux"_Crownguard, Cassiopeia_Du_Couteau, Ezreal_(League_of
      Legends), Garen_Crownguard, Katarina_Du_Couteau
  Additional Tags:
      Anthropomorphic, Voyeurism, Dubious_Consent, Masturbation, Exhibitionism,
      Face-Fucking, Cuckquean, Situational_Humiliation, Rimming, Anal,
      Roughness, Inferiority_Complex
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-02-26 Words: 4565
****** Luxanna's Brightest Secret ******
by SugarRay
Summary
     Luxanna Crownguard has two things stolen from her by the Du Couteau
     sisters. One, her lover, the other, her most shameful crush. Both
     times, she watches it all happen.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Luxanna Crownguard had no dark secrets. Only bright ones. Her secrets were all
that she was, really, bright, hot, shameful secrets. Her magic was the one that
was only mostly a "secret." The shame that such a fact could bring on the
family was high, and oh god what would Garen think of her? But it was so
beautiful, her bright lights and powerful magic. Similarly, her next secret was
very shameful, she believed, but also so, so beautiful. That secret is the one
that was staying her hand, dangerously, at this moment. Her lover of a couple
weeks was currently on his back, wrapped in the scaly tail of the younger Du
Couteau daughter. Lux's wand was in hand, ready to attack the threat, when she
realized that Cassiopeia  was undoing his shirt. Her resolve to attack faltered
as her heartbeat became audible in her skull, and elsewhere. The mission,
something about investigating a magical artifact or ley line or some such, lay
as forgotten at her feet as the wand that soon followed it when she heard Cass
chuckle, muttering something to Ezreal.
Ez was in this predicament solely because of Lux, she knew. They'd met on her
previous mission, an incursion on Noxus land. Ez was there for the sake of
"adventure," having heard rumors of villians to be vanquished, and the young
man turned up in the same tavern looking for the same answers. When his boasts
of attacking people with empowered light reached Lux's ears, she was elated; a
kindred soul, perhaps? And they had hit it off, leaving the Noxian torture camp
a smoking ruin from a surprise strike of light and fire, and before they could
leave, they were laughing and then someone kissed the other and they were just
two teenagers high on adrenaline, and the budding relationship seemed like it
was well on its way, when Lux got new orders to the border of Shurima. She was
somewhat sad until Ezreal lit up, saying he knew Shurima like the back of his
hand, laughing as he patted his signature weapon. He'd promised they'd keep
each other safe, eager to prove he wasn't overprotective like her -brother, and
trusted her to look after herself as much as he did himself. And now here she
was, sliding closer to the wall of the corner she peered around, capable of
saving him but hesitant as the snake-woman's hands ripped his shirt away from
his chest, damaging the bottom half, held in place by the same coils that bound
Ezreal's hands to his body, above the ones that bound his legs together.
"Mmm, I wasted so much time with older men. I should've played with younger
ones, when I was beautiful." The lamia had vestiges of her sister's face, just
enough beauty to make her a more dangerous monster. Lux's breath hitched as
Cass tore a gasp from the boy, her claws dragging down his chest, the tiniest
bit of blood beading up every inch or so along the eight shallow cuts. "No
matter. I can still have fun now. We can." Luxanna Crownguard slid down the
wall beside her, knees contacting the warm sand-covered stone as she sat on her
heels. Her fingers twitched, her brain close to giving into the familiar want
as the woman so similar to her sister pressed her lips to Ezreal's, where her
own had been just hours ago. Ezreal didn't seem to be reciprocating, a fact to
which Lux felt pride, and (shamefully, hotly, -brightly) frustration. As fangs
were bared, she saw the look on Cass's face, a smug sense of eventuality, of
ownership, a flickering of impending victory. Cass bit into the boy's neck,
causing two separate gasps, one as venom entered his veins and the other as
fire entered hers. The heel of the Crownguard beauty's wrist was buried between
her thighs as she bit into the meaty part of her opposite hand, trying to keep
from groaning as the same thought ran through her head now as it had years ago.
-_-_-
She knows.
Lux's face was pressed against her wall, her chest heaving against it as well,
trying to control her heavy breathing as she rocked two fingers into her
dripping sex, her pants barely even undone. Her eye was pressed to a lens of
sorts, which she'd fashioned to provide a wide angle from the smallest hole she
could make, giving her a good view of the room on the other side. Perhaps the
redhead had seen the lens? Or maybe the young blonde had been too loud on her
entry into the room? Either way, Luxanna was sure that Katarina knew. Too much
of what she was doing was... showy. Blood red lipstain, not lipstick, no,
lipstain, so as to more properly mark the skin of the man below her. As
Katarina's teeth pulled away from the skin of his neck, she sighed loudly,
muttering, just loud enough to be heard, "Mmm nothing sweeter than forbidden
flesh." A toothy grin, as menacing as it was pretty, much like the rest of her
face, and Lux felt her lips pulse around her fingers, shame running deep in her
chest. As she looked at the beautiful redhead she slowed her fingers, savoring
the moment, waiting to close in on the orgasm she'd been dangerously close to.
As soon as Lux decided on this course of action, though, Katarina pulled her
tight top over her head, her large chest bouncing into an -impossibly perky
resting place. Lux felt her cunt grip her stilled fingers as jealousy and
arousal battled in her head, those -stupidly perfect tits on a woman she wanted
to kill, and, (shamefully) worse. The large hand of the large man reached up,
lightly cupping the flesh, caressing one globe, and Luxanna followed suit, the
hand she'd been using as a makeshift gag trailing down to grope her own
covered... and significantly smaller breast.  
The blonde was pulled from her adolescent self-depreciative musings when the
eldest Du Couteau sister squealed, having been thrown onto her back on the bed.
It wasn't a noise Lux thought Katarina was capable of making, and somehow, the
fact that this attractive man could pull that kind of reaction from the
assassin made the Demacian girl's chest swell with a strange pride and her clit
throb with taboo lust. Katarina swung herself around so she was perpendicular
to the peephole, giving the best possible view of her body and whatever the
hulking man may do to it, making Lux groan with further evidence that the
Noxian knew. Garen Crownguard stood, fully unclothed, hair still dripping with
scented soapwater, Katarina having ambushed him as soon as his bath had
completed, seemingly eager to replace his regally-approved scents with her own
(admittedly intoxicating) aroma. She watched as the topless woman attempted to
roll onto her stomach, but Garen's large hands stopped her, both on her
shoulders, firmly but not aggressive. "Stay." Kat bit her lip, nodding up at
him with her hands above her head as Lux groaned at the subtle degradation of
the powerful woman.
Her brother rapidly proved he was not altogether keen on subtlety, however, as
he immediately took his thick cock in hand, smacking the head against
Katarina's forehead, grinding his hips forward, his manhood dragging across the
beauty's face. Her tongue lapped out, and she moved to take the head into her
mouth, but the warriors massive hands clasped her head, stopping her. "Beg."
The Noxian groaned, her hips humping up into the air, and Lux swore she almost
glanced toward her spying hole, before muttering something up to the man. He
slapped her face with an open palm, not forcefully, but not without some sting
behind it. "Louder than that, Kitty Kat." The redhead growled and the blonde's
eyes rolled up, her fingers speeding up again of their own volition before she
heard the Noxian's voice, "Please, Garen, let me taste you, fuck my mouth, make
me gag on your fat co-" Lux's brother rudely interrupted the woman's lusty
voice by doing exactly as she asked. He wasted no time with allowing her to
adjust to anything, immediately pulling away as she gagged and pushing back in
before she could properly breathe. His massive hands left their hold in her
hair, drifting down her body, playing with her big, jiggling tits. He pushed in
until she was gagging but on this thrust stayed buried in her throat, her
reflexes starting to cough her spit out around him, dripping down the inch she
couldn't take (Ha! The bitch wasn't perfect) and streaking down her inverted
face into her red locks. Garen reached into her pants, not bothering to undo
them, so Lux could see as his huge hand stretched the leather, saw his fingers
pull back, and then slowly disappear. She heard Katarina's deep moan from
around her own brother's thickness, and watched as she responded to the
sensation by grabbing Garen's toned ass with both hands, pulling him deeper,
slowly choking down that last inch. Lux lost control and soaked her panties as
the paragon of Demacia grunted out obscenities with his obscene cock buried in
the throat of an enemy of the state.
-_-_-
Lux watched as Cassiopeia unwound herself from Ezreal's legs, his arms dropping
to the hot stone ground with a certain dead weight to them. His eyes, she could
barely see from here, maybe she only imagined it, were flickering back and
forth, in a sort of panic. Cass languidly encircled his body with her long
lower half, stroking his face as she slid around his upper body before she
stopped with what would've once been the woman's (certainly quite shapely) hips
near the crown of the boy's head and her tail playfully flicking a few feet
behind, off under his feet. Both of her claws ended up in Ezreal's waistband,
before she had a thoughtful look cross her inhuman face. She smirked down to
him. "If you need these, just say 'No, Cassie' and I won't leave them in
shreds." Ezreal made some form of panicked grunt, but it was totally
unintelligible and rather muted, leading to a tinkling giggle from the Noxian
and a twitch in the Demacian's thighs. The fabric gave with what seemed to be
no resistance whatsoever, Cassiopeia's claws rending them into pieces. One
strip was most of one leg, another was a huge chunk of the crotch and the back
section of that leg, causing the serpentine beauty to frown before she ripped
two more pieces away, leaving no doubt that there was no saving the garment.
Cass leaned down toward his body, flicking her forked tongue over his nipple
before pressing her lips to his abdomen. One of her claws reached down,
grasping the Piltovan's flaccid manhood before she brought her face down to it.
"Ohh what a cute little cock. Looks sweet, like a hard candy." Lux gasped out
loud as her hips jerked into her own hand as her lover was degraded even as he
was stolen from her. The blonde woman knew Ezreal wasn't small- not as
impressive as her brother's fat shaft, but longer than seemed average. But
something about this monstrous woman mocking the very thing she was taking, as
if she were stooping to a level below herself to do this, filled Lux with a
litany of shameful emotions, and the hot pulse in her hips drove her to push
her pants down to her knees. Cass kissed the head of Ezreal's manhood, before
extending her long tongue, slowly licking from the bottom of his sac and up the
shaft of his slowly responding cock all without moving her head. She took her
time, playing with him, before he was mostly erect, and she worked the fork of
her tongue against the young man's frenulum, quickly getting the reaction she
desired. "There, aren't you glad I decided we could both have fun?" Ezreal
stood a good height, impressive, at least in Lux's mind, but when the serpent-
woman pressed her lips to his tip, she didn't even hesitate before swallowing
the entirety of him. The voyeur groaned out loud again, the idea of not getting
found out slipping from her mind as she drove two fingers into her dripping
folds. Luxanna watched as the cursed Noxian ran her hands from Ezreal's hips,
down his thighs, to her own torso, trailing them down before reaching for the
sides of her golden belt. Some deft finger movement and the belt clattered to
the stone while her long tongue worked out from between her lips and her
unwilling lover's shaft, swiping saliva across his shaven balls.
Lux had to bite her thumb again to restrain herself from making noise as
Cassiopeia turns her hip-analog toward the corner Lux is peeking from, showing
off a tight, lipless slit a few inches under her belly button, just above the
start of her scales. Biting hard enough to draw blood from her own hand, the
Crownguard woman began humping her hand in unison to her Du Couteau
counterpart's teasing traces of her clearly wet, very human vagina. The young
woman's lust addled mind was half proud that her lover could get a cold-blooded
monster so worked up, half ashamed that she was getting off to him being...
taken advantage of. Yet here she was, humping her own hand as she watched the
closest thing she had to an acceptable romantic interest be raped by the
monstrous sister of the woman who had tainted her perception of her brother
while taking what neither of them should  want. Cass worked her face up and
down the long shaft sliding effortlessly into her throat, adding a slight
corkscrew to her path, clearly enjoying herself, if the long finger pumping in
and out of her dripping, decidedly un-reptilian cunt was anything to go by.
Ezreal's breathing was picking up pace, and his fingers were starting to clench
and unclench in the sand around him, scrabbling for a hold, and Lux sped up her
frenzied masturbation, afraid the young man would bring the situation to a halt
when he regained use of his limbs. The horny lamia, apparently afraid of the
same thing, suddenly pulled her face off of his crotch, slowly slithering up
his body to look him in the face, her back arched lightly as the hand
previously working her pussy gripped his saliva-slick cock. He stared back into
her vertical irises as she moaned while slowly, showily, sliding her 'hips'
down, her tight, hot walls surrounding his twitching cock. Lux orgasmed.
-_-_-
Rather than lose control, Garen quickly pulled back, very nearly stepping away
from the voluptuous assassin, making her grin even as she struggled to catch
her breath. He stepped forward, grabbing the woman by her hair and dragging her
into a seated position. Lux's fingers twitched at the look of pain etched into
Kat's beautiful, yet scarred features. He grabbed her hips, wrenching her up
into the air easily even as she squealed again, before he rapidly repositioned
her, slamming her face harmlessly into the feather-down mattress, her hips up
in the air, leather-clad ass on display. The Crownguard hier slowly peeled the
skintight pants down the Noxian agent's pale thighs, which he quickly placed
his hands on, his thumbs tracing up the slick inner skin. "Reach back and
spread yourself." Kat didn't even hesitate, flipping her head to look over her
left shoulder, eyes seemingly gliding over Lux's peephole as she looked back to
Garen, reaching back to pull her round asscheeks apart. The blonde could only
imagine the pulsing lips and winking asshole of the redhead as her brother
stared at the spectacle intently. "Look how needy your slutty sheath is.
Dripping, pulsing. It looks like it's trying to kiss me." Kat and Lux groaned
simultaneously. "I almost feel bad for ignoring it."
And with that, the Demacian royalty speared his tongue into the Noxian's ass.
Kat groaned with a low, throaty voice, her own arousal evident as she pulled
her pale cheeks farther apart, Garen burying his face into them as he pushed
his tongue as deep as he could reach it into her tight ass. Lux watched on,
mouth agape, discovering this new, taboo part of sexuality even as she spied on
her brother for the dozenth time, and the redheaded woman for the first. The
blonde eased her fingers out of her tight cunt, slowly reaching farther back,
watching her brother tonguefuck his sworn enemy's tight, round ass. Her slick
finger pressed against her own tight hole, easing to the first digit, clearly
not as deep as Garen's tongue into the Noxian whore, but the sensation gave her
pause. Kat's crooning moan urged her to push in farther. Lux panted as she
pushed her middle finger past the second knuckle, burying her finger in her own
ass as she watched her most forbidden desire lick the ass of her newest off-
limits crush. Lux couldn't decide if she'd rather be behind the redhead,
tonguing her behind, or in her place.
Garen suddenly pulled his face away, quickly kneeling behind the elder Du
Couteau. He used one hand to line himself up, clearly pressing his purple head
to her saliva-lubricated pucker. His other hand gripped the red hair of his
partner roughly, wrenching her up by her scalp so he could whisper to her. She
whimpered in response to the pain and then again to his whispered words. Lux
gasped as the killer of men under her brother's hands seemingly immediately
complied to a lewd demand her brother had leveled. "Please, defile me, r-rape
my ass, fuck me hard." Lux gasped as the hand not busy fingering her own ass
found its way to her clit of its own volition while she watched her brother
grin lecherously, before sliding forward painfully slowly. Lux groaned out loud
and almost immediately lost herself to the sensation of her fingers working her
clit and her previously untouched ass, masturbating furiously as Garen quickly
worked himself into a frenzy, fucking Katarina roughly, her pale asscheeks
wiggling with each slam of his hips, rapidly turning pink. The redhead's eyes
rolled up into her skull, her hands falling from her ass as she seemingly lost
control of her own body. Garen continued unfazed as Kat's moans and screams
ramped up in intensity and volume, before sputtering into mewling whimper. Lux
squeezed her eyes shut, nearly cumming from the realization the proud assassin
had orgasmed from Garen's thick cock pounding her ass.
-_-_-
When Luxanna finally looked forward, her eyes no longer rolled back into her
head, the first thing she noticed was her boyfriend's hands moving away from
the dirt, and for the briefest moment, she was upset the show would be ending
prematurely when Ezreal threw the monster off of him. Instead, she nearly
yelped as he placed both his hands on Cass's 'ass' and, after a few languid
rocks of the snake-woman's hips, he squeezed the rippling muscle of her tail.
Was he really attracted to this monster? Was he willing to fuck anything? Had
she not been good enough for him, last night, face down, biting her thumb and
trying to stop thinking of- "Getting into it, I see?" Cassiopeia's voice was
low and throaty, but rattled with an inhuman quality as she leaned down, one
claw on the blonde's wiry shoudler muscle. She reached out with the other hand,
gripping his hair and pulling him forward as she leaned into him, pressing his
face into her very human mammaries. Lux's fingers rediscovered their speed,
pumping deep into her still-sensitive cunt. She watched as Ezreal continued
kneading the muscle of the lamia's hindquarters, his lips sloppily caressing
the skin of her chest all while Cass kept humping into him, her face turned
upward in an open-mouthed smile.
Suddenly, the previously paralyzed boy flipped the duo, pinning the monster on
her back. His legs straddled her wide 'hips' and he continued thrusting, never
missing a beat, as if he had been pent up for weeks even though he had been
enjoying almost nightly excursions with a willing Lux. The Demacian in question
immediately began questioning if she were enough for the young man, if he were
only pretending to enjoy his time with her while secretly craving something
better. She felt her walls squeeze her fingers at the thought that this
monster, with vestiges of beauty and a twisted version of once raw sex appeal
was somehow more desirable than her, better than her. Clearly enough to steal
her boyfriend, even after forcing herself upon him. Cass writhed under him, her
arms willingly pinned to the ground. It was clear to at least the two women
present that the coiled muscle of Cassiopeia's lower body could easily buck the
boy; it seems as though she were getting off on... allowing him to be in
control. Lux backed herself down, her fingers sliding out of herself, only to
rub her swollen lips in long, slow circles, teasing herself. Lux watched with
slowly dawning disbelief as the very tip of Cass's long tail, less than an inch
wide, brought itself to the nape of Ezreal's neck before slowly tracing
downward. The monster traced down the valley of the boy's spine, slowly as she
could, grinning up at him with her hands pinned beside her head. The Demacian's
eyes grew large as the mythical Galio's palms as the dexterous tail started to
slide into the crack of the young man.
Both blondes grunted as the snake-woman plunged her tail a few inches into
Ezreal, slightly stretching his untouched anus. Luxanna immediately began
pumping two, then three fingers into herself, so horny as she watched the
defilement of her boyfriend that she was likely moments away from fisting
herself, contemplating reaching the hand currently keeping her balance back to
tease her own backdoor. Ezreal, shock and shame apparent on his youthful face,
began thrusting harder into the lamia's hot, wet pit. Cass chuckled tauntingly,
keeping her tail in place, forcing Ezreal to thrust himself upon her in order
to fuck her properly. His thrusts started shallow, but as he adapted to the
presence, he began to pick up steam. Lux pushed a fourth finger into her abused
pussy as she watched her boyfriend fuck a Noxian monster's cunt while his ass
was teased by the same monster's tail, no wider than her own two fingers, but
still deeply shameful to the red-faced boy. He kept Cass's hands pinned down,
but the look on her face left no debate as to who was in control- if the three
inches of scaled shame teasing his ass weren't enough of an indicator, anyway.
The Piltovan started muttering obscenities as he was closed in on his orgasm,
half-reluctantly. The lamia smirked, humping up into him, before she began
muttering to him about how close she was, how he needed to man up and make her
cum. She wrenched her hands away from his, gripping both of his ass cheeks,
pulling his hips into herself, forcing him to fuck her harder, while seemingly
showing off for Lux as she spread the boy's wiry glutes apart.
-_-_-
Of her own volition, knowing what was expected of her, Katarina began begging
shortly after she regained the ability to speak. "Fuck, cum, cum for me." The
Noxian was looking back to Garen, urging him on between soft moans and loud
whimpers. "I need it, give it to me, please, fuck, cum in my ass, you brute!"
Garen continued slamming into her, violently taking the small woman's clearly
faultering body, uncaring for her discomfort in his need. Lux eased a second
finger into her own tight ass, her other hand a blur over her throbbing clit,
needing her own orgasm, needing to see this through. "Fuck, this is so FUCKING
hot, you have no idea. I love it, I need your cum in my ass, right now!" Lux
was openly moaning as she worked herself aggressively, trying to eek out her
own orgasm, hoping to time it with her brother flooding the bowels of the busty
Noxian slut. Garen shouted, slamming himself in to the hilt and throwing his
head back with an inarticulate growl as his balls seized up, pumping rope after
rope into Katarina's sore ass.
"Oh fuck, Luxanna, does he look as sexy as he feels?" Lux suddenly realized
Katarina had been staring directly at her peephole for nearly the entirety of
her anal pounding, and with a shout her brother most definitely heard she came
harder than she every had in her life. Luxanna collapsed as her knees gave out,
her hands still working both her holes, eyes rolling back into her head as she
felt herself squirt out her orgasm for the first time in her life. Her fingers
and thighs twitched in shame and pleasure, two of her fingers unmoving in her
ass as the other hand slowly stroked her spasming pussy, incredibly aware of
the sound of her brother's footstomps as he hurried to her room, either
mortified or infuriated. Luxanna's cunt twitched at the idea of him screaming
at her, angry and nude, his fat cock still dripping what cum hadn't ended up in
the bitch that had claimed what Lux couldn't even have.
-_-_-
Lux watched as her humiliated lover was pulled back before being forcibly moved
up the torso of the Noxian woman. One claw wrapped around his manhood as her
other slid to her gushing snake-cunt, her tail still firmly inserted into his
ass. "Cum for me, little boy." Lux fell onto her chest, moaning aloud at the
humiliation, of being stolen from, of her man being called a little boy, of
losing to yet another Du Couteau. Ezreal shouted as he burst, his prick
twitching as he plastered the Noxian's face. Cass grunted, eeking her own
orgasm out as the heat of the first spurt splattered across her lips and chin.
She kept moaning as her orgasm drew itself out, semen being sprayed across her
cheeks and forhead, one string even stretching over an unclosed eye. Lux forced
four fingers into herself, her face in the sand as she watched the end of the
show, out of her mind in arousal. Something was holding her back though, she
couldn't quite cum, she was almost there but just couldn't finish. She bit her
tongue, trying not to scream out. So. Close.
Cass tossed a panting Ezreal aside, sighing as she brought herself up to
'standing.' She turned to him, smirking. "Rather pathetic, honestly." His semen
was still dripping from her face, and she did nothing to stop it as she reached
for her belt. "I honestly wouldn't even have been able to cum if it weren't for
the company." The snake nodded to Lux's corner, and as Ezreal's shocked,
betrayed face turned to look at the supposedly honorable Demacian, her entire
body locked up, her toes curling as all four of her fingers pushed deep into
her pulsing cunt. Lux felt the dam break, squirting for just the second time in
her life as yet another Noxian slithered out of her life after breaking her
mind, leaving Luxanna Crownguard to deal with the shattered mess of a
relationship. After she stopped twitching in a puddle of her own excitement, of
course.
_-_-_
End Notes
     Inspiration was a combination of requests for stories (Ez/Cass, Lux/
     Kat) both of which were... problematic. One because, apologies, I'm
     not attracted to the idea of futa. Shan't happen. The other pertains
     to WHERE Cassiopeia's genitalia would reside.
     Would love to hear any kind of reviews of this, and i wouldn't mind
     some requests. I'm on AFF.org and FF.Net, and I'll put any Harry
     Potter stuff on HPFanficarchive.
     I realized I have quite the crush on Kat writing this and I will
     likely give her a much better scene eventually.
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