Caitlyn's Futa Obsession

Jinx

Caitlyn had to be carried downstairs.

The instant Ashe came inside her, her adrenaline vanished, and with it went her strength. Sejuani faced no such issues. She carried Caitlyn over her shoulder, all casual; the way one would carry a discarded coat on a hot day. Her hand - the size of a baseball mitt - cupped the back of her thigh with an iron grip. Sturdy. Reliable. Strong.

That grip, and the way Sejuani's shoulder dug into her belly, were all Caitlyn possessed of the world. Cum glued her eyes shut. It coated her tongue, making everything taste of salt and meat. The same with her nose. She even had some in her ears that muffled Sejuani's heavy footsteps and the chatter of the other two. Lissandra led the conversation with her voice that cracked like a whip. The rumble against Caitlyn's belly suggested Sejuani gave most of the responses. Ashe's light, smooth voice cut between them every once in a while. Muffled, it sounded like felt. Caitlyn understood one in every ten words. If that. The sisters repeated a name too many times to be a coincidence.

Kayle. Whoever that was.

Perhaps, Caitlyn ought to have been frustrated by her exclusion, and in any other circumstance, she would have. But, with her muscles turned to pudding and her mind to fog, Caitlyn a solace in not thinking. It was sort of like meditation, only meditation had never made her so giddy. It had something to do with being covered in cum and perched atop a muscular shoulder, but to connect those dots required thoughts. Caitlyn had none of those at the moment.

Sejuani shoulder left her belly. Two large hands took her under the arms. The all too familiar velvet of the rec room couch embraced her back and ass; soft against her tender body. Something small, warm and wet pressed flat against her cheek and painted a streak from jaw to temple. Ashe gave a giggle that floated like a feather.

Caitlyn wiped her eyes just in time to see her lick her other cheek. Of their own accord, Caitlyn's hands moved to her hips and squeezed.

Sejuani watched, arm folded over her breasts. "All of it."

"Yes, Warmother," Ashe said.

"Hurry up, slut," Lissandra snapped. "We don't have long. You know how she likes them."

Ashe lapped the cum from Caitlyn's face. In her haste, she squished her breasts against Caitlyn's. If it weren't for the rules, Caitlyn would have pinned her down and fucked her until one of them passed out. To resist such an urge was like eating the academy cafeteria slop; she gritted her teeth, swallowed and tried to think of something else.

Sejuani and Lissandra returned to their conversation.

"Surely they'll be done by now. The little whores can't fuck forever," Lissandra said.

"They have immortal flesh."

"So?"

"They can live forever. They can fuck forever."

Lissandra sighed. "God, you're dense..."

"What is one day for beings who have lived through the ages?"

Ashe lifted her head. Cum glazed her grin. "They didn't shut the door properly, you know. I snuck a peek before. You don't want to miss it. A demon and an angel... so fucking hot."

"Kayle isn't an-"

"Let's do it," Lissandra said. She knelt beside Ashe, grinning.

"They'll know," Sejuani said.

Lissandra prodded Ashe's asshole with her middle and ring fingers. "Let them catch us. Maybe they'll let us join in." She slipped her fingers inside. Ashe's face melted. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Dumb slut."