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‘Some of them want to use you. Some of them want to get used by you.’

The Great City of Demacia…...

She had at least an hour before anyone else came home.

Plenty of time to…to……relieve herself.

Luxanna Crownguard tried not be a sinner.

She tried to be a good girl. She tried to be pure. Just her aunt, brother, priests and teachers taught her to be.

But Jinx made it very hard to stay pure.

The tall beautiful blonde dashed up the main staircase in the Crownguard mansion, checking the schedule on her phone as she did. Lux was done with her university classes for the day but her big brother Garen would still be at work for at least another ninety minutes. And aunt Tianna wouldn’t come home from her government office until it was time for supper and to attend evening worship services. That was perfect really, especially for her plans.

She would sin and then she could pray for forgiveness after.

Even though the huge manse was empty, Lux locked her bedroom door and put a chair under the brass knob. Then she shrugged off her sensible gray flats and unzipped her navy-blue knee-length pencil skirt. The buxom twenty-year-old pushed the garment down her supermodel quality legs and stepped out of it. She folded the skirt and placed it on her desk chair. Lux was wearing opaque tights over her modest white panties. She rolled down her tights and they joined her skirt. The panties stayed on…..it was less sinful that way.

The college student took her tablet off the desk and climbed on her twin bed. Lux fluffed and piled up the throw pillows (turning them around so the embroidered religious verses couldn’t be seen) and laid back on them. She was still wearing her bra and gray sweater, her nipples were already hard little rocks pushing against their polyester prison. The blonde adjusted her blue headband so her silky sun-colored locks wouldn’t fall on her flawless noble visage.

(Which was the face on the posters for the campus celibacy club.)

A hand tipped with clean, plain and short nails (only whores wore polish) picked up a plushie shaped like Galio, Holy Defender of Demacia. There was a slit in his back, she stuck two fingers inside and pulled out a small external hard drive. Lux plugged it into her white tablet, put in the password to open the files and folded the cover stand so the tablet could sit upright on the mattress next to her. Fingers danced quickly across the screen, opening a file and selecting one of the half-dozen videos within. She silently asked God for forgiveness and hit play.

“hey big sis! I’m back from school!”

Lux sucked in her breath sharply as the raspy and playful voice came out of the speakers. She turned her head to the screen as her left hand landed on the fuzzy gray fabric of her sweater. It moved and cupped her breast as the sound of the most beautiful girl in all of Runeterra filled her ears.

The voice of Jinx.

It was a plain and mildly clean bedroom; a cheap motel obviously. The only personal touch that never changed between the rented rooms in the different videos was the ratty old stuffed rabbit that was always played on the bed. But none of that mattered to Lux, what….who mattered skipped on-camera and stole her breath away like she always did.

The girl of her secret (no one must know, no one must know.) dreams was nothing like the prim and proper girls that Lux had been raised around and raised to be. She was small, no more than five-three even though she always started these videos in big clunky brown boots. The young woman (she had no idea how old she was, Jinx was very careful with details about her life despite her online infamy) was scrawny and pale. Her snake belly complexion really made her trashy cloud tattoos standout. She was tattooed all along her right side. Pale blue clouds floated up from her knee to twist around her thigh and hip. They traveled up her torso and shoulder to her neck and down her arm to her wrist. One also wrapped around her right breast; partially covering it like a loving hand.

Lux’s own hand squeezed her D-cup as she groaned and saw Jinx’s perfect little teacups in her mind. They were barely handfuls; perky and pointy. Capped with small pink nipples. They bounced when she fucked and danced (she danced naked in every video) and they were beautiful. Every part of Jinx was beautiful. Her little scraped-up hands with multi-colored chipped nails, her bony shoulders, her pronounced rib cage. The surprisingly supple hips that wrapped around a little ass that always hypnotized Lux as they swayed back and forth on the screen. The blonde loved Jinx’s scabby knees and her dirty feet.

She loved her crooked yellow teeth and high cheekbones. Those giant dark-blue eyes that always danced with lust and mischief. Her insolent little chin and the dark pink-red lips so often twisted in a sneer. The young woman’s face was slightly….off center. Maybe it only appeared that way because she so often cocked her head to the side like an inquisitive bird. Lux loved everything about Jinx but there was one feature she loved most of all. Her hair, those glorious cerulean-blue locks. Jinx’s hair was a shimmering blue wave down her back that ended at her waist. It was so long, it must have been years since she cut it. The bluenette usually were it styled into two long braids secured by mismatched holders and ties. Jinx liked choking her partner with her braids; she liked being choked with them.

Lux had dreams, nightmares that left her wet and confused, of Jinx choking her to death with her braids while her family stood there and watched.

But no braids in this video. Jinx’s hair was done in two loose pigtails with messy pink bows on the sides of her head and she was wearing a white, short-sleeved blouse with a little tie on it. It was matched with a short green and gold checker-pattern skirt that ended above her scabbed knees. The outfit was completed by white knee-high socks. She had switched her usual dark makeup for pink lipstick and light blush.

Jinx was dressed like a schoolgirl.

She looked like the girls at Lux’s old high school; the girls she never allowed herself to (touch-touch-touch) look at. The blonde beauty’s other hand was on her tennis-toned stomach and it began to creep down to her white panties. There was already a growing damp spot on the center of the underwear.

“Hey there little sis, no detention today?”

This voice was huskier; smoky and sexy in a more direct way than Jinx’s and it heralded the appearance of her scene partner. The same one in all the underground videos Lux had found so far on the dark Hexnet.

They couldn’t be sisters.

She was taller than Jinx, not by much though. But much thicker, all those muscles! Lux had seen her naked body many times and the redhead was carved out of marble. Her name was Vi and she must live at gym or something. Where Jinx was lithe, she was solid. Thick thighs and a six-pack stomach that you could iron a shirt on. The woman’s arms and shoulders were sculpted masterpieces; Lux loved when Jinx had her flex and do muscle poses in the nude.

Vi had larger and heavy tits than Jinx. C-cups with puffy brown nipples that had barbells through them. The woman loved piercings. She also had multiple studs and cuffs in each ear and in her cute little nose. (So much like Jinx’s. Could it be? Could it really be?) Her left nostril and bottom lip each had a ring through them, they caged a tongue with a stud in the center. Most tantalizing was the piercing nestled in the center of that firecrotch. Vi had a thick and curly brush of red pubic hair over her cunt. Her meaty lips were almost red as the cherry locks surrounding them but the real prize was her great big clit with a vertical hood piercing, a curved barbell through the glans.

The muscular redhead also had large hands, the blonde university student quite enjoyed watching her thick fingers plunge in and out the smaller bluenette. Vi had hard and scarred knuckles, like she had been in a lot of fights. Her brother Garen was big and strong but Vi looked tough. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t beautiful, just in a different way than Jinx. The redhead had striking features like her (sister????) scene partner. A proud chin, knife-like cheekbones and a pair of brilliant blue eyes just a few shades lighter than Jinx’s. Lux’s favorite feature of hers also started on her face. Those beautiful tattoos! First off was a small ‘VI’ stenciled underneath her left eye. Then the next one was a black gear cog on her neck which flowed in into the full glorious back piece. Vi’s broad shoulders and muscular back was covered in in what Lux learned after some Hexnet research was called Zaunite CogPunk design. That and the way they spoke (the studious blonde watched a bunch of RuneTube tutorials about Undercity accents) led Lux to believe they came from Lanes district.

Not that she was obsessed or anything.

Or trying to find them or anything like that.

Lux had never left Demacia before……she was just interested in other cultures.

Cultures that produced such illustrated beauties like Vi and her sister. The redhead’s ink was elaborate; a wondrous example of native art. An industrial system of gears, pipes and cogs that stretched across her upper back, shoulders and down the backs of her arms to the wrists. The pistons moved with her muscles, making her seem as strong as steel herself. The cogs turned with each flex. Art that spoke of power, strength, resilience and…...love. the machines on her back and biceps steamed with smoke, clouds that were identical to the ones tattooed on Jinx’s side.

They loved each other so much, it took Lux’s breath away. She was wished she had that sort of love and freedom.
They couldn’t really be sisters. It was all just an act and that meant it wasn’t a sin. Well, she was committing the sins of onanism, homosexuality, lust, coveting and lying (she had promised total celibacy at the club). But all that could be covered by extra prayers in church and at bedtime. But it wasn’t a mortal sin because it wasn’t really incest.

Was it?

“Nah, no detention! I was a good girl today!”

Jinx’s voice hurried Lux’s hand to her panty-covered crotch as the blue-haired girl flicked her hips and sashayed closer to Vi. The taller redhead was also wearing a mock school uniform. The ill-fitting dark blue blazer and black slacks were probably from some thrift store; it was supposed to be a boy’s uniform but it wasn’t as complete as Jinx’s. She had no shirt on under the jacket and her tie was a clip-on that was attached to the black leather dog collar she wore in every video. It had shiny silver squares on it and a I.D. tag on slapped like a cartoon bomb. Lux knew from careful examination of screenshots that the tag said ‘property of Jinx’ on it.

This was a dynamic between them. There was a term for it; a subculture with its own lexicon that Lux had discovered while perusing certain websites with a VPN. Vi was older, bigger and stronger than Jinx but the bluenette was the one in charge. Because she was a top and Vi was a sub. That meant Vi had to do whatever Jinx said and she could never say no. And oh, the smaller girl was so mean. She slapped, pinched, scratched and bit the redhead viciously, often until the bruiser wept….with joy.

Lux wished Jinx would make her weep.

“Since I was a good girl today, I think I deserve a reward……a kiss from my big sis!”

Jinx’s raspy and lust-filled voice made Lux’s hand complete its journey to her crotch. Her two middle fingers began to stroke of the front of her panties as Jinx pressed herself against Vi and brought her small hands up the blazer’s lapels. The bigger woman put a look of faux-apprehension on her face and held up her own hands in a placating gesture.

“But Jinx, we promised we’d stop! It’s like…...wrong!”

The bluenette just giggled and pushed the blazer off of Vi’s broad shoulders, exposing her heavy breasts and dog collar. The other woman moaned as Jinx cupped her tits and rubbed her pierced nipples with her thumbs. She smirked at the now-blissful expression on Vi’s face as she mauled her tits.

“Wrong? Well, if it’s wrong, then stop me. You want to me to stop bitch?” Jinx viciously twisted her sister’s nipples and Vi arched her back and howled.

“NO! PLEASE DON’T STOP!”

“Then shut the fuck up and give me my kiss!”

Jinx’s right hand slid up to the collar and she hooked a couple fingers inside and she yanked her face down to hers. Their lips smashed together as Jinx turned them slightly so the camera could fully capture their mouths working and opening. Lux’s hand moved up and down, she began to rub her cotton-covered pussy as her unblinking blue eyes watched their tongues roll over each other. The blonde bit her bottom lip as Vi reached around Jinx and cupped her ass with both hands. She started to rub harder as the redhead lifted her skirt, she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“I want another reward! On the bed now, big sister bitch!”

The topless responded automatically to Jinx’s barked command. She scrambled onto the motel bed and laid on her back, head toward the camera. The blue-haired girl climbed on top of her, planting a knee on each side of her head. Jinx lifted her skirt, revealing a dripping cunt surrounded by unruly blue pubic hair. She lowered herself on the pierced tongue waving in the air with a happy sigh.

“Time to put that fat tongue to work!”

Lux’s hand moved at a steady pace. She wanted to last to the of end of the thirty-eight minutes and seventeen-seconds long video. Her panties were soaked less than ten minutes in as they ripped their clothes off and switched to a ‘69’ position. She rode the ebbs and flows of the mounting pleasure inside, imagining it like riding a kayak through raging rivers waters without getting flipped over. It was hard as she watched Vi lap at her sister’s (are they really???) pussy and it got super-duper hard when Jinx put redhead on her hands and knees, ass up, and fingered both her holes without mercy as the muscular woman orgasmed and cried into the bedspread.

The blonde had stop to touching herself completely for fear of a premature tidal wave when Jinx got the ‘Fat-Hands treatment’ where the bluenette grabbed both her ankles and held them to her ears while Vi stuck her entire hand in her cunt. Lux’s own center was screaming for release but she wanted to wait until the last part. The best part, the most sinful part.

“Gee, I bet my big sis is thirsty from all that licking and fisting! You thirsty, girl? Want a treat of your own?”

“Yes Jinx!”

The sweaty, naked girl dragged Vi off bed by the collar, ripping the camera off the tripod and then dog-walked her into the bathroom. Jinx put the camera on the sink counter as Vi opened the shower stall door and got on her knees inside it. Jinx joined in her in the stall, the redhead leaned her head back and opened her mouth as Jinx put one foot on the shower’s grab bar and one hand on the door frame. Calling out in a happy sing-song tone as she angled her cunt over her sister’s open mouth.

“Here it comes slut and you better swallow every drop!”

Lux ripped her panties to the side and plunged three fingers into the inferno of her blonde pussy as Jinx began to piss into her Vi’s mouth. Pumping as fast she could, her orgasm exploding as Vi gulped and swallowed. The prim and proper young noblewoman shrieked as she came in her empty house, imagining it was her receiving a golden shower and tasting Jinx on her tongue.

“AAAAAAAAAAA………”

Oh! Oh! Such sin! Luxanna Crownguard writhed on her fingers and wished for a different life. One where her aunt wasn’t furiously trying to arrange a ‘lunch date’ with Prince Jarvan for her; but one where a skinny girl from Zaun was pissing in her mouth and telling her what a bad girl she was.

The young Demacian wandered if she would ever be happy…….

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'Everyone’s looking for something......'

Half a continent away in the city of Zaun at that exact moment……

“…….aaaahhhhh, that’s better.”

Jinx sighed with relief as she pissed. She been holding it in until she was done with her makeup routine. Her face was fucking flawless today. It had to be. Everything in her Perfect Plan had to be well….perfect. The naked twenty-year-old had been plotting this shindig for over a month and their audience was…what was the word from the dumbass thesaurus puzzle app he loved so much? Persnickety. Yeah, these motherfuckers were persnickety and if she wiggled or winked at the wrong moment or she or Vi gave out the wrong vibe; then the whole thing would go to shit.

And Jinx wasn’t going to let that happen.

She wanted something (and some people) and she was going to get what she wanted. Just like he taught her. Jinx never thought her one true (non-Vi) love would be an old dude who never stopped pontificating about every fucking little thing. Not even in when she was handcuffed and gagged in the soundproof playroom; he did so love a captive audience. Not that she was in any position to kinkshame anyone, ha!

“I’m kinda nervous.”

The bluenette looked up from the toilet at the equally naked redhead standing at bathroom counter and fussing with her hair in the mirror. Vi looked amazing; Jinx licked her lips as she looked at her sister. Her undercut was freshened up and spikey bangs (styled by her thirty minutes ago) were tipped with black dye. Vi even let Jinx do her makeup for once. Light pink blush and bit of lipstick and matching midnight black eyeshadow around her peepers. It made all that natural red fucking pop. Vi was absolutely shredded too. Her sister had always been an exercise fanatic but since opening her own gym in the Promenade district, (financed by a certain heiress), she was all about the gains nowadays, always trying to get her to drink that protein powder shit. But Jinx wasn’t complaining; her sibling was much happier now.

Running weight-lifting courses and making yuppies sweat was a lot better than pit-fights, beating morons who didn’t pay their bookies on time and the occasional hustling. Fuck; she was a lot happier too. Safety, new digs, new clothes, all new shit. (And a gallery, he bought her a gallery of her own, no more selling her paintings and gizmos in a fuck-ass stall in the Fissures market.) Both sisters had found true love and it had changed both their lives for the better.

Well….true love and all the fucking money.

Just keeping it real.

“About what?” Jinx responded as she grabbed a handful of toilet paper and wiped her cunt.

“We haven’t done this in awhile.” She snorted.

“I ate you out in a parking lot three days ago.” Vi frowned and turned to look down at her.

“I meant performing for people; we haven’t done that since those videos, which made me nervous enough. And now we’re doing it here and for…...them.”

Now Jinx understood big sis’s scaredy-cat energy. Vi was tough as nails but she was also sensitive and she didn’t take to the good life as seamlessly as she did. As the older sibling for a pair of kids who spent the majority of their childhoods on the streets or in foster homes, she always worried more. Vi expected the world to give them both a big kick to the vag at any moment. Even now, as they were standing in a fancy white and black marble bathroom that was bigger than their old crappy studio apartment in the Lanes. Jinx considered that as she looked at her sister’s gold piercings and then the heap of expensive jewelry that she had left next to her purse on the counter. The jewels, the clothes, the cars, the clothes and……love. They had everything now and Jinx wasn’t going to let anything screw that up. And to think, they got all of this because they did a series of girl/girl videos to pay off a debt Jinx owed.

Long story short, she was a urban and impressionist artist who fucked up real bad. The bluenette was a minor celebrity on ArtTok for her pop-up installations that combined graffiti and her mechanical inventions. Jinx didn’t exactly ask for permission from property owners when she pulled these stunts. That night she had been at a fish cannery at the docks. She had spray-painted some snarling monkeys and hung some fish on chains with explosives stuffed in their mouths on the loading dock wall. It was supposed to a statement about death and capitalism. Well, she really just wanted to blow up some dead fish but people loved all the political hashtags. Jinx didn’t check the contents of the barrels stacked under her dangling river trout. They had been filled with chemical cleaning solutions. The resulting boom was far bigger than she predicted and set the cannery ablaze. Oops. The good news was she got away before the Enforcers and fire brigade showed up. (Even though it was super hard to not stop and touch herself to all that beautiful fire.)

The bad news what that the now gutted cannery was owned by the Eye Mob.

Double Oops.

And it was a Shimmer stash-house and a bunch of the purple stuff had been stored in the basement.

Triple Oops.

Which was how Underboss Sevika ended up in their apartment two days later, pointing a gun at Jinx while she stood on their futon holding a homemade grenade over her head. The situation was tense to say the least. But Vi calmed both of them down before any pins or triggers were pulled. So Jinx owed Sevika about fifty thousand Hexes for the Shimmer (the cannery itself was insured) and after some arguing, they came to an arraignment.

Vi already knew the Ogre, she did some debt collecting for her and they had fucked a few times. She also knew about the big bitch’s other business concerns. Which included a studio that specialized in making just this side of legal fuck films. They pitched the idea to Sevika right there about their “Sisterly Love” series. The older woman was disgusted but she knew freaks always paid top dollar for the real thing. So Jinx and Vi paid off their debt and no one got thrown in the river. Shit; Sevika also made money, the videos were super popular. Jinx even got an e-stalker out of it; some broad from Demacia who kept messaging her and asking for a pair of her panties. She hadn’t decided if she was going to respond to her yet.

But they had also gotten so much more out of it! Jinx flushed the toilet and stood up.

“Thank you, Ms. Jinx!” She smiled down at the toilet and its happy animated voice.

“You’re welcome, Mr. Toilet!”

It was one of those fancy Ionian talking toilets. It spoke, took your temperature, had a seat warmer and plug to charge your phone. The porcelain appliance even squirted a stream of water at your butt hole if you pressed a button. And Jinx loved the happy voice option; it was like a chipmunk who said thank you when you pooped on him! Silly didn’t like the voice and always told her to disable it but she never did. She clapped her cheeks with a smile on her face. Jinx slid between her sister and the counter, wrapping her arms around her torso.

Hands tipped with blue and pink nails danced up the muscled planes of Vi’s back as she rubbed her tits against hers. Jinx’s nipples pebbled as the piercings on Vi’s knobs poked them and the bigger woman shivered in delight as Jinx knew she would.

“Fat-Hands…...we’re safe. Those videos weren’t just for fun and keeping my head attached to my shoulders; they ended up being our golden ticket to happiness, remember?”

“I remember Pow, how could I forget?”

And they had been. Without those videos, two poor freaks from the Lanes like them wouldn’t be standing in the penthouse that compromised the top three stories of Zaun’s Baron Tower. Jinx fucking lived here! It amazed her, she still got lost sometimes on her way to the kitchen. Those videos were popular, so popular that the siblings got an invite to Babette’s; the most exclusive sex club on the continent. It was like winning the lotto for Jinx. A whole establishment filled with beautiful sex workers and adventurous rich people. And everyone wanted to meet the sisters who fucked each other.

Not only did she get a chance to fuck literally anything or anyone she wanted to; the place was like a convenience store with no security. Jinx cleaned up; she could scrape together a month’s rent just by going through pockets in the coat room. And free grub and booze! The bluenette had been tempted to move in. But that wasn’t the best part, not by far. They had barely been going for eight weeks when something freakin’ magical happened.

Vi and Jinx fell in love.

On the same night and practically at the same time.

It was liked they been touched by the Arcane, just like in the old Yordle-Tale stories.

Her sister had been down in the ladies-only pain dungeon, looking for some action while dressed in nothing but a cocky smile. Vi saw someone through the smoke in one of the alcoves. A woman; the most beautiful woman she’d ever seen. And she was whipping the ever-living shit out of a small Noxian redhead in a seated cross chair. The tall woman was completely dressed in a royal blue business suit, like she just stepped out of a boardroom. She wielded the cat o’nine tails like she had been born with it in her hand. The scrawny little freckled thing with a bowl cut squealed as it hit her flesh and flung red droplets through the air.

“FILTHY LITTLE SLUT. SCREAM FOR ME. TELL YOUR MISTRESS HOW MUCH YOU LOVE HER!”

The regal roar hit Vi’s skin harder than the other woman’s blood. Her pussy started leaking and her ass muscles clenched with each strike of the whip. She was about to start drooling; she could have watched this giraffe-sized lady work all…….

“ ADMINISTRATIVE ASSISTANT! For Mordekaiser's sake, ADMINISTRATIVE ASSISTANT!”

The Dom Goddess froze at the safe words before the next strike. The whip was cast to the dungeon floor angrily and she put her hands on her hips as she snarled with disgust.

“Really Ms. Nolen? Not even ten minutes? What a frightful disappointment you are. I have no idea what Ambessa saw in you. Damn it! Is there no one in this blasted club who is woman enough for me?”

Vi was never one to waste an opportunity. She marched into the alcove and tapped the woman on her business suit’s shoulder pad.

“So, you like redheads?” The amazon turned around at her cocky sneer. Cold teal blue eyes widened at the sight of her body before quickly narrowing again. The woman sniffed and raised her aristocratic nose in the air.

“They serve their purpose. What about you? Can you handle a little pain?” Vi flexed and the mystery femme licked her lips at the sight of all those muscles twitching.

“A little? Try a lot. Let’s see how strong that arm is.”

Caitlyn Kiramman meets Vi Lane.

Upstairs in the refreshment room, Jinx was finishing up just as Vi was being strapped down. Dressed in jean shorts, pink flip-flops and a dirty white t-shirt as she perused the buffet, she was always hungry before horny. She hummed happily at the plate loaded down with Bilgewater fried shrimp and Freljoridan meatballs. The young woman turned around and skipped out of the room without looking at the big sign that asked patrons not to take food out the eating area. There was a show about to start in the main stage room and she didn’t want to miss it!

The Talis Toilet

Jinx loved watching that big handsome sub do his uro/scat thing. She loved when people defied stereotypes and Jayce Talis certainly did that. The incredibly cute olive-skinned man was six feet tall and built like a fucking tank but he was the subbest sub who ever subbed. He could even give Vi a run for her hexes. Jinx had been spamming the sex club suggestion box with the idea of a ‘sub-off’ and Jaywithas only real competition for her sister. Talis was such a sub he had two tops. Viktor and Ekko; good dudes. Both handsome and hung, Jinx had played with both at the club but they were kind of…...soft for her tastes. Not enough teeth to top her and not fun enough put the bottom-saddle on. A true switch and pansexual; Jinx would try anything and fuck anyone once but rarely went back for seconds. She got bored easily and no one but her sister had ever been able to satisfy her.

Apparently, Jayce even lived with the two other men. It wasn’t just a sexual situationship but a full-blown polyamorous relationship. Jinx, with her pockets full of shrimp and stolen cash, certainly didn’t judge anyone for anything. But she just didn’t get it, she was too selfish, sharing sucked balls and the bluenette certainly couldn’t understand sharing your heart. Nah, not for her.

But she could still enjoy some dinner theater featuring the three lovebirds!

The big rectangular stage at was end of the room, with circular tables clustered around it; nice enough but Jinx liked the semi-private booths in the back better. Technically she wasn’t supposed to sit in them; they were Golden Dildo premium plus members had booths and despite the popularity of their videos, she and Vi were only Brass Butt Plug level members. Jinx looked around the room; those scolds Elora and Sky were nowhere around; employees with a freaking rules fetish. She dashed over to an empty booth, slid in and glanced at the donor’s name plate on the table. Who the fuck was C. Kiramman? Meh, didn’t matter, they weren’t around.

Jinx put her overflowing plate down on dark polished wood table and picked up a meatball and ripped it open. The performers came on stage as she stuffed several of the fried shrimp inside it. Jinx looked up and saw Viktor and Ekko fussing over and adjusting Jayce’s toilet bowl costume. All three men were laughing, blushing and caressing each other. The lovey-dovey stuff so obvious that you could practically see cartoon hearts in the air.

Barf.

The blue-haired young woman was about to start chucking meatballs at the stage when her life changed forever in the next moment.

“Please. Please! Please! Take me back!” A whiny tenor from the next booth over; Jinx heard it but didn’t really pay attention to it. But the response?

“Salo, you’re embarrassing yourself. Not that bothers me of course , I don’t care enough about you to have any sort of emotional response to your supplications. But have a little self-respect man.”

Liquid gravel.

That was her first impression of his voice. Rough gravel that flowed like water. Deep and solid and it surrounded her head like the audio/visual hallucinations that her too expensive psych meds only sometimes kept at bay. The room was set to a comfortable temperature and it was always made warmer by the all the bodies and lights. But Jinx shivered, a full body one that started at the base of her spine and shot like lightning up across her back.
She had never felt a voice on her skin before.

The young woman dropped the meatball back on the plate and turned around. The booths had high seats and wooden railing dividers on top of the dark leather. But they weren’t solid, they had little circular openings you could look through which she did. Jinx pondered the sight before her; two men, one she knew and one she didn’t. The one begging on his knees who’s voice she heard first was a skinny blonde pretty boy by the name of Salo. A mean twink who loved Shimmer-fueled fucking but Jinx could give a shit about him. The man he was talking to; she’d never seen before (she’d learn later that he preferred private rooms and never visited the public fuck-pits) and he was…...he was…….

……...he was perfect.

He was the most scrunky fella that Jinx had ever seen, she knew that even before she saw what was waiting in those shadows. Tall, not Jayce tall but tall. Hell who wasn’t taller than her? She knew immediately from his accent that he was a Zaunite like her. And he was being mean to a Piltie! The man was half in shadow at the back of the booth. There was a heavy crystal Tumblr filled with brown liquor and ashtray with big stinky stogie bleeding smoke on the table. A hand reached out of the shadows for the cigar. The mitt was big, with long knobby fingers; there were several heavy gold rings on the fingers and the nails were manicured. But she saw fighting scars on the knuckles and long-healed blade scar on the back of his hand…….who was this guy?

“I pleased you! I know I did! I have the whip marks on my back and the stretched-out asshole to prove it! Why are you being so cruel?”

Oh now Jinx pressed her eyes to the holes in the railing. The man in the shadows sighed and she heard a soft inhale of breath and the cigar’s cherry briefly illuminated the man’s face and Jinx audibly gasped as she realized who he was.

What Lanes kid wouldn’t recognize the Eye of Zaun? The big boss; the mysterious puppet-master; the real-life Keyser Soze of the Undercity. It was said that not a single hex passed through Zaun, legal or illegal, that he didn’t get a cog or washer from. There was a lot said about man leaning forward into the light. That he killed more people than ore-cancer, that he invented Shimmer, that he owned people on the Piltover Council and the Enforcer pigs all took his coin. Hell, Jinx even remembered that his name was in the old skip-rope rhyme from when she was little.

‘🎵1-2-The-Eye-is-Gonna-Get-You! 3-4-Better-Lock-Your-Door!🎵’

They told a thousand and one stories about Silco in this town…….

…….but no one ever fucking mentioned he was the sexiest old man to ever crawl out of the Fissures.

Jinx had a thing for old men. Vi teased her about it but the bluenette loved DILFs, something about wrinkled old cocks slapping against smooth young skin. Yum.

So her tongue fluttered against the backs of her teeth as she got her first ever good look at Silco. Rich brown hair, split with iron-gray steaks and slicked back over a ganger’s undercut. His skin was a shade or two darker than hers but still pure Zaun stock. The old man had blade-like features; his narrow eyebrow arched imperiously, his big nose was hooked like a dagger and you could cut paper on the unblemished cheekbone. His lips were pretty, pale and cruel; the sneering covers for jagged and crooked teeth that were the color of stained ivory.

His right eye was cute enough. A smarty-eye made of blue-green sea foam. Eyes were the glory holes to the soul but Jinx didn’t see his soul in that peeper. No, he cocked his head and turned it slightly and Jinx saw who he truly was in his Eye.

Jinx fell in love when she saw that ruined horror that showed who he really was. It wasn’t just a glory hole to his soul, it was a fucking IHEX screen. The scarring traveled the entire left side of his face. Beginning at his temple and obliterating the eyebrow. It ripped its way down to his lips. The scar destroying the natural allure of the other side of his face. Jinx knew instantly that he had been beautiful in a different way when he was younger. She was proved correct several days later when she discovered an old photo (Physical media! Fucking Boomer!) album while snooping through his home office. Silco been a heartbreakingly beautiful twink at her age.

The clawing lines of ridged tissue were gorgeous enough, like blush on a cheek but the eye, oh the eye was what made her wet. The socket was a solid mass of scar tissue. Like someone had attempted to gouge his eye out but just came away with all the skin instead. Like a clam, the meat was great but the true treasure was the pearl within. This pearl was jet-black with an orange-yellow fiery iris. His eye was…...inhuman. His deformity made his visage the stuff of nightmares. Normal, well-adjusted people would flinch away from his gaze or cross the street to avoid him.

Jinx wanted to lick his face like a cat.

Silco smiled at Salo but it wasn’t a nice smile; Jinx halted the instinct to hop backward from that smile. She was a Lanes kid and she knew danger when it popped out of an alley. But Salo was a pampered Piltie prick who didn’t know the right way to react when a bigger fish swam his way. The man on his knees was wearing loose white harem pants and black leather chest harness. That was another difference that was driving Jinx insane with curiosity. Salo, like her and most of the patrons and playmates in the club were wearing loose (easy access) clothing because, durrr, they were all here to fuck.

But not this man. No, the gang lord was fully dressed in a black silk suit with a red shirt and gold tie. It didn’t exactly scream ‘open for business.’ His attire was a challenge! Jinx understood immediately but Salo didn’t. Neither the smile nor the older man’s next action. Silco took a deep puff of his cigar and then stretched out the hand holding it and ashed the stogie on the kneeling man’s bare shoulder. Salo hissed and slapped the hot ash off his skin.

“You bastard! What was that for?”

Disappointment. Disappointment and a look of boredom, that’s what appeared on Silco’s face at Salo’s reaction to his…….test. The foxy old man just blew out a plume of smoke and sighed.

“Oh for the love of……...just fuck off Salo. You’re so dreadfully dull.”

A shiny black wingtip lightly booted the blonde on the chest and knocked him on his ass. The twink was practically crying as he crawled away from the table. Jinx giggled at how pathetic it was. What a fucking idiot! Anyone could see that Silco wanted to see if Salo was a true-blue sub and a good submissive wouldn’t have flinched like a big baby at a little ash on the shoulder. Jinx studied the face of the older man as he leaned back against the booth leather.

He was bored.

No. Not just that.

He was lonely.

Jinx saw it, plain as a sunny topside day. In the twitch of his unscarred cheek, the ever-so-slightly downcast look in his black eye and the way he set his jaw. And course, by the words written in the cigar smoke above his head. Scratchy, flickering letters appearing and disappearing but the bluenette saw them clearly enough.

‘Jinx I need you! Save me!’

She thought no more about it. (Thinking too much never helped anything in her experience.) The young woman grabbed her plate and hopped out her booth and skipped around the dividing wall over to his.

“Scoot over!”

“What? Who are…...what are you doing? Hey, hey, hey!”

Jinx ignored his squawking as she plopped down next to him and dropped her plate on the table. She twisted and looked at the sputtering man with a huge all-fangs grin and blue eyes blazing. Silco had tensed for a physical altercation with the person who suddenly appeared at his side but as he looked in into her huge crazy eyes, the tension disappeared and he relaxed for no reason he could identify.

“Don’t worry, I’m here now! Jinx is the name! You seen my videos? Want a meatball?” Silco frowned at the greasy meat she thrust into his face.

“No, I don’t want to eat any of that slop. This isn’t your booth and you are not my guest. Leave now.” Jinx shrugged and popped the meatball in her mouth, chewing open-mouthed for a second before answering him.

“No.” Silco sucked in his breath at her casual dismissal of his order. How many years had it been since someone so openly defied him? He arranged his face in a terrifying rictus.

“If you don’t get your little ass out of my……”

“BLERG”

His threat was cut off as she belched in his face. Silco, Baron of Barons, the most powerful man in the cities, was shocked into silence by her insolence and rather fragrant (but somehow not unpleasant) breath. Jinx continued on as nothing had happened.

“You ever seen the Talis Toilet show before? I have! It’s fun, big boy is a thirsty bowl! I’m cool with water sports, not my favorite thing but super fun with the right person. You down with piss? Your cigar is stinky! But I’ll get used to it. Hey! You forget to answer my question, you got old man brain? Have you seen my videos?”

Silco didn’t understand why she wasn’t scared of him. He was terrifying. But this young (how young???) woman was just sitting there, chewing and waiting for him to answer and so he did.

“Water sports are not one of my kinks but I do enjoy humiliation in general. No, I have not seen any material you have produced. Nor do I have ‘old man brain’, rather I was shocked by your lack of manners. Chew your mouth closed, you little urchin.”

Jinx rolled her eyes at him and closed her mouth. Stuffy but she’d work on that. She’d start right now! The bluenette waved him off and pushed her plate in front of him.

“Manners. You sound like a Piltie! We’ll watch them later tonight! Let’s enjoy the show! You’ll have more fun now that I’m here to provide color commentary. But before that, this grub is a little bland. Put some soy-you sauce on it for me!”

“What?”

“Spice up my food!” Silco cocked his head in confusion.

“There are no condiments on the table.”

Ugh. This old dog was gonna have to learn some new tricks. Well, she house-broke her sister, he’d learn too. Jinx pointed at his crotch with one pink polish tipped finger and then at her plate.

“Put some sauce on my food. Right now.” Silco’s working eye widened in shock as her meaning got through.

“You can’t be serious.”

Jinx’s eyes went cold, the smile melted off her face and her next words were not as chirpy and friendly as her previous remarks.

“You deaf? You need it spelled out? Fine. Stand up, take out your wrinkled old man cock and jerk that disgusting thing all over my food and cover it with your salty senior citizen cum. If you do a good job, you can watch me eat every bite. Well? You got the guts or is the big bad man just a sump-chicken?”

Jinx understood something that Salo didn’t. She understood it automatically because she’s a super-genius.

This man wanted bold.

This man wanted a brat.

This man wanted to bite but wanted to get bit at the same time.

This man wanted Jinx.

She stared at him without blinking. Silco stared back. Then he proved her right. The man put his cigar in the ashtray and stood up. Long fingers undid the buttons on his pants as the three men on announced that the stage act would be begin shortly. But Jinx wasn’t paying attention to them anymore. She had her own show now. The Lanes punk leaned back and bit her lip as he pulled out his (Big! Big! Hooray!) cock and began to stroke it over her shrimp and meatballs.

Silco Requin meets Jinx Lane.

Hmmm, Jinx loved that memory. She loved her big sister. She loved her old man. She loved her new life.

But it wasn’t perfect.

Not yet anyway.

But it would be after tonight.

Jinx stood on her toes and kissed her sister’s chin and pushed her hips forward to rub her bare pussy on the other woman’s washboard stomach.

“Tonight’s gonna be a smashing success. Do you trust your little sister?” Vi’s signature love-sick puppy look always made Jinx’s heart flip. Her pump did it twice as the redhead nodded.

“I always will.” Jinx purred and slapped her back muscles.

“Good Vi! Such a good girl!” Vi laughed and then looked down between them.

“I still miss your bush though.” Jinx shrugged.

“Daddy likes me clean! Besides, your mommy didn’t ask me before she planted her flag.”

Jinx’ right hand slid down and patted the double key Kiramman crest branded on her ass cheek. Vi blushed and cringed.

“Fair enough. Ok, how are we playing this?”

Jinx reached behind her to the sink counters and into her fancy one thousand hex purse-bag (she had fixed it with glitter and stickers) and fished around in it. She pulled out four items. A fuzzy pair of purple kitty ears for her and Vi’s old dog collar and red puppy ears to match. She also pulled out two butt plugs; one with a matching purple kitty tail and one with a bushy red dog tail.

“Kitty and puppy play hour! Just like video #3, that one the crazy blonde keeps sending me letters over!” Vi whistled and nodded.

“Good choice but Cupcake isn’t gonna like seeing that collar. She hates being reminded that I’m yours too.”

A determined look appeared on Jinx’s face and clicked her tongue.

“That’s the whole point of tonight Vi. Not just fun but we’re gonna break down all barriers and learn to trust and share each other. Us four are gonna be a family for real, they want this too but they need us to show them the way. Our mommy and daddy need their babies to teach them tonight. You know I’m right. Now bend over and let me get this tail in. They’re waiting for us!!!!”

****

There wasn’t a matching conversation happening in the master bedroom. Awkward silence reigned between these two people. They were sitting in high-backed oak chairs with a small round table between them. There was an ashtray with a cigar and slim black cigarette in it, along with a tumbler of whiskey and a wine glass filled with expensive red Demacian wine. Silco was in one of his customary black suits and Caitlyn was in an elegant purple with gold trim ruched off the shoulder midi dress. She was wearing teardrop diamond earrings and had her silky shoulder-length dark blue hair down. Both of them were elegant and richly attired. They had much in common with each other (Jinx had been making notes) but also quite a few differences.

The man had been born to nothing and had scraped and fought for his wealth and power. The woman been born to privilege and bred to rule, almost literally, she even had the old-fashioned noble title of ‘Lady.’ He was not handsome by most measurements; his energy and charisma made people want him but only after the first horrified gasp caused by seeing his face. The woman on the other hand, was blessed by Janna in many ways. Caitlyn was breathtakingly beautiful, like a marble statue in a museum. After her mother had her tooth gap corrected in her teens, she was literally perfect. But it was a cold perfection.

Silco, the oldest member of this little group of……friends? Neither he nor her would have used that word. Acquaintances was perhaps a more apt word. No matter what their association was called, he was hosting it tonight for Vi and Jinx’s big show. Caitlyn’s mansion in Piltover was too public, too many prying eyes, servants that reported back to her hated mother who despised her Trencher girlfriend. Silco’s demesne was private, the entire building was owned by him even if he and Jinx only occupied the top three floors. His staff, who knew what would happen to them if they ever betrayed his confidence, had been dismissed for the night. For this was an occasion that required absolute privacy.

The baron was sitting on the left and side-eyed the arrogant heiress with his good eye. A pretty picture to be sure but also quite the pill. What did a good Lanes gal like Vi see in this topsider cunt with a hexsteel rod permanently up her ass?

Meanwhile, the heir apparent to both House and the Corporation Kirramman was trying to not fidget and still wondering how Vi convinced her to go along with her sister’s madness. And with…...a man. Not an impressive man either, despite his dread reputation. Her steely teal blue eyes scanning the bedroom around her. At first glance; it was well decorated and a suitable place for one of her station. The rich black and red carpet; tasteful minimalist art on the dark wooden walls. Art deco lamps and antique wardrobes, desk and bedside end tables. All orbiting a Freljoridan King sized four-poster bed. It was beautiful; white silk sheets, black pillows and the frame and headboard were all done in rich northern oak.

It was all perfectly acceptable until you looked closer and saw all the details; which she was excellent at. Vi said she could have been a detective in another life. Caitlyn saw endless examples of she hated more than anything.

Chaos!

Everywhere she looked. A half-empty bag of chips on one the bedside tables. A green Croc (how tacky) under the bed. A filthy old stuffed rabbit on the bed itself. A clutter of electronics on the desk, some half-assembled with tools scattered around them. Filthy! And everywhere, those damn markings! Monkeys, skulls with braids, hearts, smiley faces, lewd naked stick figures, the Eye of Zaun gang iconography. In blues, pinks, greens and reds…...in crayon. On the walls, the headboard, the chairs, the ashtray and Silco himself. His black tie was covered in the childish scribbling. Caitlyn suppressed a snort of contempt for the pathetic old man.

Couldn’t he control his little pet? That annoying blue brat? The fact and she and her Vi were related still boggled her. She’d never allow Vi to despoil their home like this. Silco needed to train Jinx to obey post-haste. The twenty-six-year-old smugly considered herself a superior top to the forty-six-year-old. But their misgivings toward each other now withstanding; they had both been lured here with the same irresistible bait.

Watching two sisters have sex.

They had both seen the videos of course. They were outrageous, scandalous and titillating. Jinx had seeded the ground well over the last month by constantly having the tapes on the on wall-mounted plasma TV while she and Silco fucked and she had Vi do the same with Caitlyn. Then she had suggested this little show as a “thank you” for all that the two wealthy people had done for the sisters. Both were eager for a performance and each had plans for the rest of the evening after.

Silco and Caitlyn had already been defeated by Jinx. They just didn’t know it yet.

A rapid knocking sounded throughout the bedroom. Silco recognized it, ‘Shave and a Whump-Cut, Two Cogs!” Both sat up in their chairs as Vi’s muscular leg kicked the bathroom open seconds after Jinx’s whimsical announcement.

The Sister Show had begun.

****

Chapter Text

'I travel the world and the seven seas......'

Jinx always liked being the center of attention. Even when she was a baby; before mama died and daddy fucked off to parts unknown. Vi was never more than a foot from her and always had eyes on her little sister. Every toy was their toy, every snack was their snack, every present and celebration belonged to them both. Such was the life of Jinx and Vi Lane; all the good and the bad (oh boy was there a lot of bad) all mixed together and shared; no exceptions and no cheating. From the first moment Felicia Lane put newborn Powder in toddler Vi’s pudgy little arms.

That could never change or their new happiness would be doomed to end. Jinx knew that everything she had in her cup had to be poured down Vi’s throat and vice-versa. It had been simple until now. No one ever truly mattered except for them. But now? A man and another woman.

She loved Silco with all her heart.

Vi loved Caitlyn with everything she had.

It turns out your heart can hold more than one person. Huh, who knew? But real life was also complicated; especially when everyone you loved was a vaguely to very unstable and selfish sex monster. So what is a Jinx to do? It was just an engineering problem at the end of the day. She understood those; you connect the right wires and pipes to get all energy and gas flowing in the right directions. A plan bloomed in her mind; a plan that naturally centered around her.

Silco, Vi, Caitlyn; these people all had one thing in common.

And today, they were all gonna discover it was something they shared.

“MMMEEEEOOOOWWWW!!!”

Jinx cried out as Vi carried her, bridal-style, out of the bathroom.

“AAAARRROOOOOOO!!!” Vi threw her head back and let a wolf howl as they walked to the bed.

The younger sibling was pawing the air as Vi sat her down on the bed. Jinx rolled over and got on her hands and knees and began cat-walk around the bed, meowing at the ceiling. She padded toward the foot of the bed, where they waited for her. Jinx smiled and dropped her chin on the edge of the mattress, she did a ‘oooo-big-stretch’ pose with her ass in the air. Then she slowly around and struck the same pose. From this angle her bare and wet pussy lips and the purple tail plug sticking out of her asshole were center frame. She rotated her ass in slow circles. The wave of humid and hungry desire she felt from Silly was like a bucket of hot water being splashed on her. Then there was the curiosity and lust she felt from Caitlyn; cooler and more focused but oh yeah; Cupcake wanted to taste this kitty. Jinx felt all this while her face was buried in the sheets. Fuck, she was ready to do this.

People watching always made her so horny.

Jinx scampered over to the side of the bed where Vi was standing. Janna, the sight of her big sis ready to go never failed to get her ready to go. She slinked right up to her and pressed her face against her belly, right above her pubic thatch. Jinx inhaled deeply, filling her nostrils with the scent of her excited sweat and thick musk. Then she dragged her face up Vi’s torso, pausing to nuzzle each puffy pierced nipple with the tip of her nose. Then she pushed her face against her cheek, purring like a lawnmower engine. Jinx hooked two fingers under her sister’s collar and dragged onto the bed as she spoke.

“Good puppy! Who’s Jinx’s good little puppy? Who? Who?”

“I am! I am Pow-Pow!” Vi responded happily as she let Jinx lead her.

Irritation slapped against her now. The bluenette didn’t look at her but she could feel Caitlyn’s eyes narrowing and she heard perfectly manicured nails tap angrily against a wooden chair arm. The heiress hated, hated, the sight of Vi subbing for her. The amazon had made little attempt to befriend her girlfriend's sister. Caitlyn had been resentful of any time or attention Vi gave Jinx. The Kiramman girl had been raised alone with stiff-ass judgemental parents. She had few friends and was socially awkward. Jinx didn’t think she meant to be a raging bitch (anymore than any Piltie did) but she never had to share before.

She would learn tonight.

Jinx led Vi to the center of the bed and stood above her.

“Kneel doggy-slut!” Vi immediately obeyed and got on her knees, the mattress was soft as a cloud but very firm, made for Silco’s old man back. Jinx stood imperiously over her sister, hands on her hips.

“Speak!”

“Arf! Arf!” Jinx fights to keep the smile off her face; Vi’s cartoonish barks were too much. They’re usually not so literal but this too had purpose.

“You are a good girl. I love you so much.”

She bent forward, cupped Vi’s face and tilted it up to her lips. Her words were blunt and one hundred percent honest. Jinx loved her with everything she had and she kissed her that way. Pressing her painted-red lips down hard, angling her head and sticking her tongue in her mouth. Vi’s tongue stud was like a button she pressed with the tip of her own. Jinx moaned into her mouth and shivered, a good kiss was like a clit-pinch. It just felt good! After about forty seconds of sucking face, Jinx pulled back and bit down on Vi’s upper lip before letting go. Nibbling hard enough to almost break the skin. That’s how Jinx kissed the people she loved. That’s how she kissed Silco.

It did not go unnoticed by her daddy. Silco’s anger was like the snapping of a shark’s jaws in the air. Dangerous, kinda scary and it made her….a little sad. Like Caitlyn, Silco was selfish and hated sharing her with Vi. But unlike the pampered Piltie princess; it wasn’t because he never had to share anything before. No, Silco grew up in the worst part of Zaun, he had to share everything right from the beginning. Food, clothing, bunk space, even the frigging air down in the choking darkness of the mines. So when he grew up, got tough and got powerful, he decided he didn’t want to share anything ever again. Especially not his heart.

Silco was afraid if he shared Jinx, that she would eventually stop loving him. She never would, her heart belonged to him and Vi. Her silly old Silly didn’t understand that……yet. But he would after tonight, she was sure of it! her braids were vibrating with good energy. That’s why she refused to cut her hair. Her twin tails were like psychic antenna and they were telling that this was sure thing.

Totally sure.

Pretty sure.

Like sixty-five percent sure.

Ok, she might end up jinxing this up bad. But wasn’t happiness worth the risk? Jinx thought so. She looked over at the audience for the first time.

“I’m gonna play with my puppy now! You two watch but no naughty touching us or yourselves. Them’s the rules. First things first, time to see if my little bitch remembers my pets!”

Neither Silco nor Caitlyn rebelled at that restriction so Jinx didn’t hesitate to move on with the show. She placed her hands on Vi’s shoulders and pushed her down on her back. Vi turned to the watchers, feet first, at Jinx’s poking. She bent her knees and spread her legs, knowing what Jinx would want to do. The redhead exposed herself to Caitlyn and Silco. Jinx leaned over her and placed her hand on her pussy. Old and familiar territory for her. The bluenette scratched the skin under the thick red pubic hair before sliding her hand down to cup her sister’s cunt. She began to stroke with her two middle fingers while curling her thumb against her clit. Jinx pressed down on the barbell and Vi moaned loudly. Her fingers slipped inside almost by accident, so wet already. Vi had always been a light touch, despite Jinx’s well known explosive nature, her sister was the one with a hair trigger. Vi was so wet and hot, her fingers curled and stroked her velvet walls as Vi clenched around them. Jinx cooed as started work her sister over.

“As tight as you ever were! Doesn’t matter what we stick up there; all those kugel exercises really do the trick!”

Fingering Vi is always fun; not just for the clamping sister-flesh around her hand or the ever-quickening pulse of her own pussy. It was Vi’s face that she liked best. The cheeks that turned as red as her hair, the dancing glazed eyes and the trembling lips. The twitching, moaning and begging.

“Oh Janna, fuck….fuck….another finger Pow, put another in. Please!”

Jinx’s eyes fluttered at her sister’s whining and pleading. Vi was supposed to be helping her draw this out but of course that plan went out the window the moment Jinx touched her cunt. But she wasn’t mad at Vi; not after looking at her face like this. One of the main things that made Vi such a great sub (and a terrible Tarot player) is that she couldn’t lie worth a damn. No bother, she was flexible and making Vi whine and beg was too fun.

Instead of adding a new finger, Jinx pulled her middle and ring ones out and used them to spread Vi’s pussy lips; showing off her dark pulsing hole to the audience. She reached out with her other hand grabbed Vi’s right tit. Her sibling squealed as Jinx twisted the meaty flesh roughly and then started pinching the nipple and pulling on the barbell piercing it. She mused as she stretched the tender skin up and Vi arched her back and hissed. Good old Fat-Hands; he had already shaken her dog ears off.

“Puppies don’t make demands. In fact, no more barking! Let’s see if your foster has been keeping up with your tongue work.”

Jinx shuffled back, enjoying the feel of the silk sheets on her knees and the anger radiating from Caitlyn at that small slight. She swung a leg over Vi’s head and sang out as she lowered herself on her sister’s open mouth.

“Little sister kibble! Your favorite!”

She was facing Silco and Caitlyn and they watched her bare cunt smash against Vi’s lips. Jinx moaned as she felt her sister’s tongue wiggle into her folds. Hands with pink and teal nails rubbed her thighs and stomach before moving up to her tits. Jinx arched her back as she mauled her teacup-sized breasts; pinching and pulling at the dark pink nipples as Vi ate her out. The bluenette sighed and smiled at the two watching them. Caitlyn’s eyes were zeroed in on Vi’s jaw and tongue as the redhead slurped and sucked on her sister’s cunt. The Piltie was twitching and licking her lips. Silco had more self-control; he was just staring intently Jinx’s face with his hands gripping the armrests of his chair.

But Jinx knew that eye very well by now. Not his normie one; his black eye. That’s the one he really saw out of. It’s where all his love and power resided and it was like she was bathed in a spotlight. He wasn’t angry; but he was mad with lust. Jinx had no doubt that Silco planned to fuck her into a coma as soon as Caitlyn and Vi left. He was probably mapping it out in his old-rat brain right now. He looooovvvveeeddd his little notes and schedule. She’d actually discovered a fucking schedule in his weekly planner. It was cute but this night would also teach her rigid old daddy about the joy of spontaneity.

“Aaaa, this takes me back. My first bicycle seat. You two know how it started? I was twelve and my blood bomb went off for the very first time. You know how…...oh fuck……how traumatic that can be. Well, you don’t Silly; but Cupcake does! Even rich girls get the cramps! It was so painful and scary. Momma was gone by then; we were in some jank-ass foster home. So, naturally I went to the only person in the world who I knew could make feel better………YIPPEE! I’D ALMOST FORGOT HOW MUCH I LOVE THAT TONGUE STUD!!!”

Jinx threw back her head, running her hands through her hair while grinding her pussy against Vi’s face. Her sister’s face was better than sitting on the washing machine. She moved back and forth, smearing her sweet and sticky fluids across Vi’s mouth and chin as she continued.

“POKE MY HOLE BITCH! Where was I? Oh yeah, falling in love-love with Vi. So we’re curled up in bed together and she’s holding me and stroking my back, telling me everything was gonna be ok and I just felt so…...ah, that’s the spot…….safe. Only two people have ever made me feel so safe and loved and she was the first one. We kissed that night for the first time. Who kissed who? I don’t remember and I don’t care. I had someone who loved me, why not love them in every way?”

It made perfect sense to Jinx. Why not fuck someone if you love them? Why could you only kiss certain people? Do certain things with them? Who made these rules? And why did she have to follow them?

Jinx hated rules.

Vi never put any rules on her (other than don’t start fires inside) and neither did Silco, well, she had a bath schedule now. But Silly made bath time fun and soothing so she really didn’t mind it. But for most part; she simply refused to follow rules and let the monkeys fall where they may.

No one was ever gonna tell her who to love or fuck. Not Silco, not Caitlyn or that mean bitch Janna nun who caught them making out when they were teenagers. She grabbed Vi’s knees and spread her legs wide.

“And it never stopped between us and it never will. But that shouldn’t worry the two of you. This love is how we met our other true loves. That’s what you are here to learn. Me and Vi love you both so much and it’s not a competition………”

‘………because I’ve already won…….’

“……...and we brought you here tonight to show you that love. Now, I’m tired of using my tongue to talk. Don’t be afraid to get closer but remember……...no touching.”

Jinx lowered herself down over Vi, pressing her body down against hers. The redhead’s tongue followed the repositioning of Jinx’s pussy; laying down long licks as she began to receive the same treatment. Jinx smashed her face against Vi’s cunt, rubbing her nose side-to-side and inhaling deeply. Sister stink; she loved that smell. Her little pink tongue extended and she began slide it along Vi’s dripping folds. Her sister’s large muscular hands came up and gripped her ass cheeks hard. Earning her a whimper from Jinx.

She opened her mouth wide and began lick Vi’s cunt in earnest. She was already staining the sheets under her, this wouldn’t take long. Jinx heard shuffling above her and she angled her head to the side to look. Caitlyn was hugging a banister by Vi’s head and staring intently at her sister at work, imagining her in Jinx’s place? Or herself in Vi’s perhaps. Her eye moved and found her daddy right above her. Silco was standing rigidly with one hand behind him and a severe look on his face; like a he was examining a painting or piece of sculpture at a gallery. But he had one hand in front of him, thumb rubbing the pad of his index finger. The older man was such a control freak, that this was the equivalent of a normal person jumping up and down, hooting and hollering.

Jinx stared right back at him, flicking her tongue faster and faster and wiggling her eyebrows. Then she winked at him and wrapped her lips around Vi’s clit. The redhead arched her head away from Jinx’s cunt and screamed.

“OH FUCK ME POW, EASE UP!!”

Mercy wasn’t on the menu. Jinx wanted her sister to cum right now. The bluenette sucked hard on the big nub of flesh while flicking the piercing in the center, treating it like a little cock. Vi thrashed under her and her fingers dug into Jinx’s flesh. The gym owner wasn’t even licking her anymore but Jinx allowed that transgression to pass because they were performing for the audience; not themselves. If the rest of the night was going to go according to plan; the two watchers needed to be as lubed up as possible. And speaking of lube……

She pulled her head back, keeping Vi’s clit firmly between her teeth. Her sister screamed as the flesh was stretched to the point where pain overwhelmed pleasure but Jinx knew how tough the woman under her really was and how much she loved pain. Instead of releasing her, Jinx bite down, hard.

Vi nearly bucked her off the bed as she started cumming immediately. The redhead's entire body flexed and her ass rose off the bed, cheeks clenching around the butt plug. Jinx opened her mouth and tilted her head up so he could see. She hurriedly slammed her palm against her sister’s clit. She rubbed as Vi started squirting. Jinx hooted as she held the thick lips apart and a jet of filmy cum and piss shot out of her cunt. She giggled and shouted happily.

“Oh look at the bad puppy! She’s piddling on the bed!”

And she was; turning the white silk under her damp and dark with her spend as Jinx smiled up at Silco. The old man licked his lips and exclaimed in a soft (as soft as man like him could ever get) tone.

“Just like you do my dear; sisters truly.”

Her cheeks reddened at that. She had made him be squishy; even for a second. It felt better than Vi’s tongue. Silco was soft only for Jinx; she really was special. She turned to her to observe Caitlyn on her knees at the other side of the bed; gazing down rapturously at Vi's climax face. The heiress was fisting the sheets around her girlfriend’s head. Oh, Cupcake was down bad. Good! Maybe Jinx would develop some better feelings herself for the snooty Piltie bitch, this night was about possibilities. Vi was calming down and panting; her own pussy was properly revved now. Time for the second act.

Jinx sat up and got off Vi, snapping her fingers at her.

“Up! Up! We ain’t done! Look at me! Look at me! Time to pull the plugs!”

Vi shakily got up on her knees; they had loosely planned the series of positions for tonight. It was like Yordle-wrestling; an outline for the match with room for improvisation. Jinx had something special planned for the finale and Vi followed along without hesitation. They knee-walked to the center of the bed facing each other. Her back was to her man and Vi’s to her woman. Perfect placing; Jinx wrapped an arm around her waist and her sister did the same. She danced her hand down to the fluffy red tail between her cheeks and Vi grabbed her kitty tail. Jinx had been enjoying the delicious filled feeling in her ass; she was sure Vi had too. But the plugs were just to loosen them both up, Jinx needed every lane open for traffic tonight. She nipped at her sister’s chin and began to count.

“1…...2…….ugghhh…...” Jinx groaned as Vi started to pull the plug.

“………fucking 3!!!!”

Both sisters yowled as they simultaneously pulled on the devices. Jinx bent into her sister as Vi yanked the egg-shaped sex toy out by the tail-flange. She could feel her asshole pulse and gap; her sister’s plug came out smoothly. Jinx barely had to touch it; Vi loved ass-play, her muscular rear was used to being occupied by various objects. She heard Caitlyn hiss like a lust-filled snake but oh, they weren’t done. Not by a long shot. Jinx licked her sister’s cheek and spoke.

“Puppy isn’t done, is she?” Vi shook her head furiously.

“No! I can take more; a lot more!” Jinx kissed her on the nose.

“Good girl. Your Jinx has another toy for us to play with.”

She crawled to the headboard and reached under the pile of black feather pillows for the surprise she secreted there earlier today. Jinx kissed their rabbit on the head and pulled out her hidden treasures and whirled around with big smile on her face. Silco’s eye bulged and Caitlyn’s mouth fell open. The young woman was holding a medium-sized crystal vial in one hand……...

…….and a hot pink twelve-inch double-ended dildo.

The looks on all three (this was a surprise for Vi too) faces were worth it alone as she jiggled the upper portion sticking out above her fist. Five eyes watched th realistic PVC dickhead bob back and forth. They had never used one of these in the videos before, this was just for mommy and daddy. The dildo was a foot long and thick, Vi looked like a seven-foot Noxian gladiator just climbed into the pit with her. Jinx hooted and waved it in circles over her head.

“Everyone meet my good pal, D.E.D.!”

****

The secret was the lube; a tasty strawberry flavored edible kind that they sold at Babette’s. Jinx had ‘improved’ on it a bit. The goo was now 1/10 liquid Shimmer. A very special, expensive and chemically pure form of the street drug. This variant was like sex-meth, it kept you wet and wild all night long. She and Silly loved it; this kept him from having old man dead-dick. Vi liked it too, she preferred to toot the powder version but with enough, you could cram anything up her and she would just say keep going. The redhead had been slowly introducing the reluctant Caitlyn to the wonders of Shimmer as well.

Better living through chemistry!

“Get it wet for me, you stupid canine slut.”

They were sitting in the center of the bed, facing each other. Jinx grabbed the back of Vi’s tattooed neck and shoved about four inches of D.E.D. into mouth. Vi choked and gagged but accepted it, Jinx smirked. Her sister was awful at sucking dick; real or fake. She could take a punch but not a cock. As her head awkwardly moved up and down, Jinx cocked her own head and stared at Caitlyn behind Vi. Ocean-blue eyes met lighter teal ones. But not to flex on the Piltie. As Jinx stared at her; she lifted the other end of the dildo to her mouth. Jinx spat on the head and opened wide.

Unlike Vi, Jinx did not suck at sucking.

Caitlyn stared dumbfounded as she relaxed her throat and slid the PVC into her mouth. Jinx gulped and didn’t stop until her lips touched Vi’s. Then she moved back and forth several times, drooling all over it. She never looked away from Caitlyn’s eyes as she deep-throated the dildo.

“Oh……she is quite good at that.” The Piltie was blushing scarlet and she was chewing on her lower lip.

“Yes….she can take even more. Fucking Jinx’s face is one of the most sublime joys in life.”

Jinx shivered at the sound of Silco’s hungry voice behind her. It felt like a hot whip on her back and her cunt pulsed. They were amped up and she was ready, it was time for the big finale. She pulled the dildo out of Vi’s mouth and pushed her sister onto her back. Jinx spat out her end of D.E.D. and grabbed the vial off the sheets. She popped the cork at the opening and drizzled the lube within all over it. She smeared the purplish goo from end to end. Jinx grabbed it behind one slippery head and leaned over her sister as Vi spread her legs in anticipation. The bluenette rubbed the cockhead over her pussy lips.

“You want me to fuck ya?” Her rasp was like an angry wasp in a blender.

“Yes!” Vi whined and rolled her hips against the Shimmer-smeared sex toy.

Vi was older, stronger and tougher but Jinx, even before she was Jinx, has always been the one in charge.

“You’re lucky I’m so nice.” Silco snorted at that as she pushed the dildo in.

But she wasn’t paying attention to him, or Caitlyn anymore as she watched the bulbous head split her lips. Vi keened as Jinx slid one, two and then three inches inside her. Vi shivered as her cunt shook hands with D.E.D.

“Shit on fucking toast, that’s big. Fucking big, Cupcake’s strap feels like a fucking pencil next to this motherfucker. Oh, the Shim….the Shim……kicking in. Fuck. More……fucking more!”

Jinx obliged her and shoved another two inches but no more. The rest was for her, she rose up on her heels and squatted in front of Vi. Jinx bent the dildo and pointed it at her cunt. The beast was slippery and the Shimmerized lube made her fingers tingle in the nicest way. The head touched her bare lower lips and she let out a long, shuddering breath. There was a magic second when a dick (human, Vastayan, yordle or toy) comes a’knockin. The head pops in and doesn’t even stop to wipe its shoes. You keep pushing (or the meatsack attached to said cock keeps thrusting) and then you get filled. A big thing; and she meant big, Silly had made her a total size queen, occupies a space made for it.

But the space is so small!

She considers this paradox as she stretches to welcome her guest. The thick dildo inched into her vagina, seven inches worth. Enough to make her butt clench but there was none of that delicious pain that always accompanied Silco’s arrival. He was bigger and thicker and he always gave the full stroke from the first moment. Making her shriek and cry but he never showed her any mercy. Not that she ever asked for any. But this was a different kind of fucking, Jinx and Vi were the fucker and the fuckee.

As soon as she was sure it wouldn’t flop out; she let go of the two inches still outside them both and fell back on her hands to brace herself on the bed. Jinx bent her head back and saw the most wonderful sight behind her.
The man she loved looking at her while she was connected to the woman she loved.

Silco was standing there; breathing through his clenched teeth, fingers bent like claws at his sides. But the best part of the long hard pipe straining against his pants and the large dark stain at the end on his thigh. Jinx blew him an air-kiss as she rolled her hips; making the dildo shift and move between them. Vi was up on her elbows, looking down and groaning.

“oh fuck that’s big.”

“Don’t be indolent Vi. Fuck your little whore of a sister right back.”

That husky tone made Jinx look up. Caitlyn was standing there behind Vi, cupping one of her breasts and squeezing it through her dress. The normally impassive and icy topsider looked almost disheveled, wrinkled clothes and loose hair on her forehead, she was practically shitting on the floor by her standards. Good, that would make her more agreeable for after.

Thoughts of the ‘after’ vanished as Vi obeyed her mistress’ command. The bruiser bunched her stomach muscles and pushed back. Jinx squeaked as the dildo barreled deeper into her. She bent her knees and thrust back. The sisters intertwined their legs and began to fuck the dildo between them. It felt weird and fun to Jinx; like the pillow fights they used to have as kids except the pillows were their pussies! D.E.D was definitely getting worked into the regular schedule, she hoped it would fit up Silly’s butt.

Vi growled and snapped her hips, Jinx hissed and flicked hers right back as they played bumper-cunts. The tattooed skin of each sibling was beaded with swear as they wiggled and rotated their bottom halves, trying to get the dildo in deeper. Jinx’s head was filled with multi-colored sparklers and her cunt with nice little firecrackers but the big boom was evading her. The strokes were just too fucking shallow! She wanted to fucking blast-off, how was she going to…...

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Yeah, that will do the trick and it would blow their audience’s fucking minds too.

Without warning her, Jinx grabbed Vi’s legs by the back of the knees and pushed her legs up, grunting as she lifted the thick stems. She rolled up on top, staying close and keeping the dildo inside both of them the entire time.

“Pow, what the fuck are you doiNNNNNNNNGGGG!!!”

Vi shrieked as Jinx assumed the Amazon position, D.E.D. locking them together. Jinx squeezed her cunt, lifted and then slammed back down. Both sisters shrieked as they both received a thrust.

“Evelyn’s unholy cunt!”

“Evelyn’s blasphemous bosom!"

Caitlyn and Silco swear at the same time as Jinx held sister’s ankles and began to fuck her. The upright position kept the semi-rigid dildo steady and as Jinx thrust herself down on it, the toy drilled back down into Vi. Then the bluenette’s grasping cunt lifted D.E.D. back up to repeat the process. Jinx’s braids bounced off her back as Vi gripped her biceps hard enough to bruise the white flesh. The redhead was screaming and banging her head against the mattress.

Drool dripped out of Jinx’s mouth and splattered across Vi’s tits. The pink dildo was nearly as white as her spittle because it was covered in their combined spend and juices. The blue-haired young woman felt like she was getting punched in the stomach and her thighs were on fire. The fuse had been lit by that delectable pain. The gunpowder exploded along her spine and Vi’s back arched again; they were in sync like always. Jinx lifted up high and slammed down as hard as she could, trying to split Vi like a log.

“FFFFFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKK!!!!”

“BOOM-BOOM-BOOM-BOOM!!!!”

The bed shook as the sisters came together. Jinx shuddered like she was being shredded by shrapnel, head thrown back and tongue sticking out of her mouth. Vi flopped like a fish on the hot concrete under her. Jinx weaved back bad forth, dropped Vi’s legs and collapsed backward……right into Silco’s waiting arms. The older man jumped on the bed and caught her, wrapping his arms around her. Jinx looked up, kitty ears askew and soaked with sweat; she held out her shaky arms.

“Ta-da!”

Silco smiled and struck like a sump-rattler. He twisted her around, D.E.D. popping out of her cunt with wet slurping sound. He had his hands wrapped around her throat, Jinx struggled as he began to choke her out. Silco pressed his forehead against hers and snarled.

“You get a half hour to rest then I’m fucking you into a medically induced coma. Oh, my perfect little girl……”

Jinx slapped at his forearm and gargled out one word over and over.

“Zaun! Zaun! Zaun!”

At the utterance of their safe word; Silco immediately stopped throttling her and scooped her up into his lap. He pressed his palm against her cheek as she panted and rubbed her throat.

“Is there something wrong darling? What do you need?”

There was nothing wrong with his choking her; that was always nice but she needed to start phase two before the cum-dust settled. She thrust a fist into the air and roared.

“I WANNA USE MY DADDY VOUCHERS!”

****

Caitlyn, who was on top of Vi and peppering her face with kisses, looked up in confusion at Jinx after she shouted.

“Daddy vouchers? What is that little lunatic babbling about?”

Silco frowned at her disrespect but explained when she poked his nose and nodded.

“Daddy vouchers are little treats I give Jinx. When she uses them for a request; I’m not allowed to say no. She gets two a month; all wishes fulfilled, no questions asked.”

Jinx nodded and pointed at herself and then to Vi.

“Yeppers! And I haven’t used either of this months! I’m redeeming both right now! I want use one for me and give one to Vi. Silly that’s ok, right? And Cupcake has grant Fat-Hands her wish too!”

Caitlyn frowned and sniffed.

“I’m not involved with your childish game. Vi, do you know what she’s on about?” The redhead was still a semi-daze on her back with D.E.D. sticking out of her. The redhead murmured back as she rubbed her cheek.

“Pow. Plan. I’m on-board. Oh man, I need a glass of water.”

Silco considered Jinx’s question and then shrugged.

“I supposed that’s fine pet. What would you like?”

Jinx smiled.

Smiled like a brat.

Like a Loose Cannon with fresh bomb.

She sat up in his lap and clapped her hands together in glee.

“You both got to watch me and Vi fuck and we think it only fair if you two returned the favor!”

The bluenette pointed at Silco and then to Caitlyn.

“Vi and I want to watch you two fuck nasty!”

Jinx's mad giggles filled the bedroom as the Chem-Baron and the Piltover heiress looked at each other with utter horror.