Caitlyn's Futa Obsession

Rell

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Caitlyn bowed her head. "Again, sorry for making you do this."

In the doorway of the quaint farmhouse, Riven let loose a sweet, wonderful laugh. "Nah, it's my fault for destroying those pants. Should have figured it'd leave you with nothing to wear on the walk back."

"Even so, I'm the one who asked you too."

"And I listened. We could go around in circles all day arguing who's at fault. But what's the point when it's not a big deal to begin with? You don't feel comfortable walking down the path with your ass out, and I only have enough clothes for me. So, I should go bring the portal here. It's only right. Hell, after the time you gave me, I'd walk a hundred miles to keep you comfortable."

"I know. But still, thank you."

Riven slipped her arm around Caitlyn's waist and kissed the top of her head. "Thank you. I haven't had a nice, calm fuck in a while. We're doing this again when you're done with the others, yeah?"

Caitlyn kissed her back, standing on her toes. "Definitely. Although, it might not be right away. I'm afraid I've promised quite a few of the others that we'll fuck again."

"Of course you have. That's the kind of person you are."

"And what's that?"

"A people pleaser." Riven squeezed her ass. "Best kind there is."

After a few more kisses, and a little more groping, Caitlyn let Riven leave for the portal. She sat on the couch alone with her thoughts. For the first time in a while, dread was nowhere to be seen. Yes, when she told the upper brass that she'd fucked a suspect in an inspection room (property of the city), she'd lose her job. No longer would she be an officer, but that didn't mean she couldn't help people. Maybe not as many, true, yet few she would help, she could hold in her arms, taste, and smell. She could help them on a deep, personal level. When would she ever be able to do something like that on patrol?

If my body is what helps people, I'd best take care of it.

Caitlyn spread her legs. Despite how gently Riven had fucked it, a bruise surrounded its gaped rim. The human body wasn't designed for this much sex. Honestly, it was a miracle nothing like this had happened yet.

Noxians were brutal. Everyone knew that. Their national motto was literally Strength Above All. A people of conquest and war, most Noxians were born and raised soldiers. Riven was an exception. A gentle fuck was the last she should expect, even if she was hurt. More like, I should expect a pounding or a good beating. Which didn't sound awful, mind you, just inconvenient. She couldn't pass out. Not before she pleasured everyone.

A flash of light turned the world stark white. Caitlyn shielded her eyes against the corner of the room. The flash vanished, leaving white dots in the corners of Caitlyn's vision and a glowing sphere. The sphere dulled. And popped.

Riven held out her hand. "Sorry for the wait."

"Oh, it was no time at all." Caitlyn hurried across the room and threw herself into Riven's arms. "You know, making out after you cum isn't against the rules."

"Neither is groping."

As Caitlyn stood on her toes, locked lips with Riven's hot mouth, and had her ass engulfed by Riven's huge hands, the bubble whisked them away.

***

Caitlyn stumbled out of the portal ring, slobbery and out of breath.

"That got kind of intense, huh?" Riven said. Wiping her mouth, she strolled past Caitlyn without a care in the world. As she should.