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Jinx loved masquerade balls. Making her own costume was so much fun! And a bunch of Demacian muckity-mucks gathered in one ball room, in constant motion while full of unusual sights? It was like they were asking to be robbed. She especially loved the mansion she was in at the moment -a lot of them had a lot of crystals and mirrors that raised the chance someone would notice something, but this one was empty of those very annoyances!
Yes, Jinx attended a lot of masquerade balls at the . . . wait, whose mansion is this, again?
There were golden emblems around, some of them displaying the symbol of Demacia, but others showing a shield with what looked like the profile of a hawk or eagle on it.
Quinn has a bird, right? Is this her house?
Jinx grinned as she danced amongst the crowd. She hadn’t known high-falutin dances at first, but she was light on her feet and a quick learner. And the group dances were dead simple -and better yet, often involved linking arms with others, or touching them in some other way.
Good thing I know someone who’ll buy all these fancy pocket watches off of me!
But then the group dance ended, and did so with everyone pairing off with someone else for slower dancing. Jinx targeted a young woman with pink hair pulled up over a winged headdress with a star in the front. She wore a vesty-jacket thing, white and pink with a purple bow in the front and another star, all over a purple skirt that just went long enough to brush the tops of her knees, and her legs were flattered by pale white stockings. Though her upper arms were exposed, white evening gloves covered her up to her elbows. As a whole, she looked cheerfully innocent -perfect!
Jinx met her pink eyes through her white-and-gold mask, and the other woman met Jinx’s orange eyes -she was wearing color-changing contacts, and she’d bet the other woman was too. The hair probably also wasn’t it’s natural color. Jinx, for instance, had dyed her hair a vibrant shade of orange to go with her eyes, and had a headband with a large blue stone in the middle, with a trio of feathers sprouting out above. Below the neck, Jinx wore a white dress with entirely too many layers with ruffled edges, and it was shoulderless on one shoulder while it trailed down the other arm to hide her tattoos. Purple evening gloves flowed up her arms, and purple stockings on her legs stretched up to mid-thigh.
By the look in the other woman’s eyes, she liked what she saw, and Jinx grinned under her purple mask. Do I have time tonight . . . I mean, I already have a good haul . . . y’know, why not? I’d love to get to the rest of this mansion and rob ‘em blind, but if that ain’t gonna happen, why waste a night?
Soon enough, they were in each other’s arms, with the other woman leading the dance with practiced ease and grace. Her touch was cool, perhaps because of her gloves, but more likely because Jinx was flushing with heat.
Be cool, Jinx, be cool!
“I don’t believe we’ve met,” the young woman said, a soft smile on her face.
“I’m not from ‘rou -around here,” Jinx replied, trying to suppress her Zaunite accent and stumbling over the words.
“Are you enjoying your time in my homeland?” the young woman asked.
Jinx grinned awkwardly. “It’s been a lotta fun, seeing the sights.”
“Oh?” the young woman questioned. “What’s been your favorite?”
“You,” Jinx blurted out, then blushed. “I mean, your body. I mean, your costume. I mean, your-”
The woman giggled, and tucked her head in as if blushing, but no red appeared on her cheeks. She’s just pretending . . .
Still . . .
“You’re so pretty,” Jinx mumbled.
The woman, who had been the epitome of grace and elegance, tripped over Jinx’s feet and stumbled a little.
“I’m sorry!” Jinx apologized.
“No, I’m sorry,” the woman replied. “It was my fault.”
She recovered, and led Jinx out of the dance floor.
“I’ve had enough of that for the evening, I think,” the woman said.
“I like dancin’,” Jinx blurted out.
“I do too, when I have a good partner,” the woman replied.
Jinx flushed. “Sorry . . .”
“Oh, no, I’m not referring to you!” the woman said with an embarrassed smile. “I’m sorry for implying it.”
“It’s fine!” Jinx said hurriedly.
There was a moment of silence while they headed toward what looked like a table with . . . whore drives? Whatever they’re called . . .
Jinx scanned the table eagerly for her favorite -roasted garlic and baked goat cheese. It was fancy-shmancy, not something she had elsewhere. And sadly, not something here, either . . . but there were little chocolate-dipped cookies and bacon-wrapped shrimp. Eating things was great, because it meant Jinx’s mouth was so full of food that she couldn’t fit her foot in . . .
“I apologize, I think we’ve gotten off entirely on the wrong foot,” the woman said, and curtseyed to her. “I’m Lux.”
Jinx stared, and stuck a couple toothpicks holding bacon-wrapped shrimp into her mouth just to free her hands so she could replicate the motion as best she could. Then she realized there was a speaking component, and flushed more as she had to mumble her way through.
“Ehmm Jimmm,” Jinx replied, the very picture of decorum.
The woman giggled again, and Jinx realized she was just fine looking the fool if she heard that sound again. Not the woman, Lux.
Lux.
Jinx took the toothpicks out. “Are you gonna eat anything?”
“I’ll wait for dinner,” Lux replied. “I would hate to spoil my appetite.”
“I can eat for hours,” Jinx bragged, then blinked. Why is that a brag? Why did I say that?
“You can, can you?” Lux asked, a slight smile on your face. “Don’t you get sore?”
“Nah, not really,” Jinx answered. “’Specially if I’m motivated.”
“Could I motivate you?” Lux questioned, then did that fake-blushing thing and cringed. “I’m sorry, that-”
“I’d eat you all night,” Jinx said seriously, then flushed. “I mean eat for you!”
How am I so bad at this! Curse you and your stupid disaster lesbian genes, Vi! This is all your fault!
In Caitlyn’s bed, Vi sneezed, then went back to eating her girlfriend out.
“It’s quite alright,” Lux promised. “To be honest, I get quite tired of these formal occasions. Perhaps you’d like to retire to somewhere more quiet?”
Jinx blinked. “Before the dinner?”
Why did I say that? I don’t care about the stupid dinner!
“We can have something delivered,” Lux replied. “My family is hosting this, after all.”
Jinx’s eyes widened.
Perfect! I can tire her out, then rob the place!
Sometimes, Jinx got lucky.
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Lux smiled -it was all going perfectly. At the moment, they were in a sitting room right next to Lux’s bedroom, where they’d hopefully end up later. The sitting room was tastefully appointed, with comfortable stuffed chairs that went completely ignored as Lux had led her companion to a small couch that left them close. The couch was designed so it was comfortable enough to twist a little and lean back to face each other, and that was what they did.
And she should be mesmerized by now.
Lux couldn’t exactly see it, but why else would she be going along so easily? Especially with someone who’d made a fool of themselves as much as Lux did?
She has to be, even if I don’t see it in her eyes . . .
Unfortunately, Lux still didn’t know her name. She didn’t care all too much, though. The important thing that was she wasn’t from Demacia, so anything she said wouldn’t be too believed.
Yet the whole situation weighed on Lux. I’m already violating this woman’s mind, and soon I will do the same to her body . . .
But needs must.
“So, uh, what’s this ball about?” the woman, Jinx, asked.
Lux blinked, surprised. “You attended without even knowing the ball’s purpose?”
“Eh . . . kinda?” Jinx replied.
“Well, I suppose I can’t blame you,” Lux mused. “Half the parties, festivals and galas I’ve been to, I only attended out of obligation -and I didn’t learn much about them.”
“So . . . what’s it about?” Jinx questioned.
Lux blushed. “Oh, right, of course! My brother, Garen, is unwed. So my aunt is trotting him about like a butcher showing a piece of meat, looking for a good deal.”
“Yeesh.” Jinx shuddered. “That sucks. Is the same gonna happen to you?”
“It already has,” Lux replied with a sigh. “I was engaged to the prince for my own protection.”
“Oh . . .” Jinx trailed off, not knowing what to say and feeling she should perhaps start running.
Oh, no, I’ve given her the wrong impression!
“I skipped my own betrothal feast,” Lux blurted out.
“So you’re not married?” Jinx asked, brightness in her eyes.
“Thank the light, no,” Lux answered. “And now, even better, I’m deemed unmarriageable.”
“Un-marriageable?” Jinx asked, confused.
“That isn’t something that occurs, where you’re from?” Lux asked.
“Marriage isn’t a thing where I’m from,” Jinx answered. “Especially for all that. I was the daughter of someone pretty important, but he never wanted me to marry or anythin’.”
“It must be freeing,” Lux said with a sigh.
“Kinda, yeah,” Jinx replied.
“Who was he?” Lux asked.
“You wouldn’t know him, an’ . . . he’s dead now,” Jinx said, looking away.
Great job, Lux . . .
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Lux apologized.
“It’s fine,” Jinx replied, taking a deep breath. “Just be quiet.”
The last sentence was said under her breath, almost silently.
So Lux lowered her voice.
“I apologize,” Lux murmured, the sound almost a purr.
“Wasn’t talkin’ to you,” Jinx said tightly, then shook her head. “Sorry.”
Lux flushed, voice returning to normal. “I must’ve sounded like a fool.”
“I liked it!” Jinx replied.
“Oh, you did?” Lux asked sultrily.
“Yep!” Jinx chirped, before blushing and realizing she should’ve said something sexier.
But Jinx was nothing if not driven to impulsively fix her mistakes, so she leaned forward.
Lux’s breath caught in her throat as Jinx purposefully repositioned so that she loomed over Lux, hair falling on either side of them and making Lux feel surrounded by her. And Lux couldn’t deny how she warmed at the experience, wanting Jinx to dive down and claim her in a-
Wait, I’m the predator, not her!
Jinx leaned down, tantalizingly slowly, their eyes meeting. Lux closed her eyes, opening her lips slightly, then she felt Jinx’s breath on her eyelids-
Oh, darnit, I’m not breathing!
Lux tried to start breathing again as subtly as possible, cursing herself for forgetting.
And she was so distracted that she didn’t notice Jinx’s teeth close around her mask, and Jinx took it off before staring down at her again.
“So cute,” Jinx murmured.
Lux reached up and took off Jinx’s mask as well, revealing more of her pale face. It was only then that Jinx leaned down again, pressing her lips against Lux’s. Lux moaned at the touch, at the warmth on her skin and how close she was. Lux couldn’t stop herself from ending the kiss and going down to Jinx’s neck, peppering kisses and sucks along her jugular.
It was there.
Calling to her.
The sweet vitae of life.
And Lux was hungry.
Lux opened her mouth-
Then Jinx pulled away, looking down at her with heated eyes, and Lux looked up at her with a desperate groan. She was hot, body pulsing with lust in every way. She needed Jinx, needed her-
And she felt Jinx’s fingers on her inner thighs, moving up to her silky white panties and the sopping wetness within. Lux moaned as she felt the pressure of Jinx’s stroking her, clever fingers starting to give her some of the relief she needed.
On the top half of Lux, Jinx leaned down and pressed kisses down her neck, making Lux groan.
Jinx even lightly bit Lux -the nerve of this girl!
But then Jinx was down to her collarbone, and undid Lux’s top with clever fingers. It fell to either side of them, exposing Lux’s cute, perky tits with pale pink nipples. And as Jinx captured one in her lips and sucked, Lux found she admired Jinx’s nerve. Jinx slathered one nipple with her attention while caressing Lux’s other breast with her free hand -and kept her fingers diligently working below.
I’m the one mesmerizing her, I should be in-
The thoughts were disrupted as another moan was forced out.
Jinx had switched nipples, sucking hard before lightly biting it-
Again! The nerve!
Then Jinx started kissing down Lux’s stomach, giving the smooth, toned planes of her stomach some love and making it flutter with anticipation. Jinx reached the waistline of Lux’s skirt and teasingly started to pull it down, showering licks and sucks on every inch of slowly-exposed skin, until Jinx reached the hem of her white silk underwear. Lux reached down impatiently-
“No,” Jinx said, grabbing her hands.
Lux whined, pulling petulantly against Jinx’s grip, but the other woman was strong. Stronger than she should be . . . and that was hotter than it had any right to be.
So Lux just let her arms to limp, and spread her legs.
Jinx pushed herself up, along with Lux’s skirt, and smirked down at the sight.
Lux, sprawled back on the couch, panting needily as her eyes burned with lust and need. Her arms at her sides, her cute pink and white top open and just framing her pretty little tits and their rosy nipples, which shined slightly and stood at attention.
Jinx trailed her eyes down Lux’s body, making the woman shiver as she felt like Jinx was devouring her with her gaze.
And it was so delectable.
Lux’s skirt, rucked up to her waist, protecting nothing yet still there, as if a reminder of it’s helplessness. Below it stretched Lux’s long, sinfully smooth legs, pale white stockings reaching up to mid-thigh and crowned golden fabric with a bit of metal as well. Then came milky thighs, surprisingly thick, and above them . . .
Pure white panties clung to Lux’s hips, the silk shining in the low light. They were tight on her, outlining every curve yet keeping it teasingly hidden. Little bits of pink lace framed Lux’s mound, and trailed up to a cute purple bow on the front, with the smallest golden star on it. And what the lace framed . . . was a sinfully tight looking pair of lips, with the inner lips tucked inside. Jinx could see every detail, even the little nub of Lux’s clit poking out and pressing insistently against it’s silk prison.
She was-
“Perfect,” Jinx murmured.
Lux blushed, moving to rub her thighs together if Jinx didn’t take them and push them apart. Then Jinx leaned down, pressing a kiss against the inside of Lux’s left knee through her thin stockings before switching to the other. With aching slowness, she made her way to the insides of Lux’s thighs, each kiss a little closer to her needy core.
Jinx gently sucked on some exposed flesh just outside the edge of Lux’s panties, on the edge of her pussy, and Lux let out a low keening sound as her hips jerked involuntarily.
Finally, Jinx brought a hand up, and ghosted a few fingers across Lux’s covered mound, feeling the softness and wetness. But just as Lux thought she was going to be pleased, Jinx’s hand just kept moved upwards, trailing across her body. Jinx rolled Lux’s nipples in her hand, first one, then the other, before moving up further still and sticking the fingers in Lux’s mouth.
Lux tasted her own wetness, but more than that, felt the warmth of flesh and blood in her mouth. Fingers weren’t her preferred way to feed, but the hunger was so great that she would take whatever Jinx could give. So Lux prepared to bite down, but-
A moan tore it’s way out of Lux’s throat as Jinx gave her panty-clothed core a good, solid lick. It was like the silk wasn’t even there, yet it was, and it just added to the sensations. It all felt so good as Jinx licked her again, before placing a little kiss right on Lux’s clit.
Then the fingers were gone from Lux’s mouth, and instead rubbed Lux’s pussy over her panties, and Jinx went up her body and brought a nipple into her mouth, sucking on it fiercely.
“Please,” Lux groaned. “Please!”
Jinx smiled a toothy little smile, and stole a kiss from Lux before going back down her body. Lux almost spasmed as Jinx sucked on her needy kitty through her underwear, then Jinx spilled her fingers into the waist of them and pulled them down her legs. Finally, Lux’s cunt -now so wet it was almost dripping- was exposed to the air, and Jinx finally leaned in.
Lux gasped as Jinx finally went to work on her in earnest, lapping up her wetness as she probed her with a finger . . . and slowly pushed in. Her pussy was strangely cold, but with shimmer in her veins, Jinx ran hot enough to not even really feel it. And soon, Jinx slipped another finger in, pumping them in and out steadily and Jinx licked around them.
Then Jinx swapped her hands, fingering Lux with her right while bringing her left hand up to Lux’s mouth. Lux was drooling slightly, salivating with sheer need, and the moment she tasted her juices on Jinx’s fingers, she couldn’t control herself any longer and bit down. Jinx felt only pinpricks of pain that she honestly kinda liked.
As for Lux, she finally felt the warm, full vitae of Jinx in her mouth, and sucked hard on Jinx’s fingers. Her tongue tingled at the life she tasted, surging and powerful, flavors more complex than any meal Lux remembered eating before she was turned. And yet there was more, a sickening sweetness that cloyed her mouth, that coupled with an inferno of heat that scorched her down to her soul, and within it all was pleasure and stimulus that almost made her heart beat.
The pleasure Jinx gave both pairs of Lux’s lips was overwhelming in the extreme, and Lux screamed as she came hard. Her pussy clenched around Jinx’s fingers, tightening like a vice as Jinx smirked and redoubled her efforts, sucking on Lux’s clit and pumping her even faster. Lux sucked more on Jinx’s fingers, devouring the intoxicating mixture of blood and shimmer that pumped through Jinx’s veins.
Lux’s hips jerked into Jinx’s mouth and thrusting fingers, the pleasure pulsing through her, driving her wild with sensation, yet she still wanted more. Even as Jinx brought her to a new height of esctacy, blowing her mind with the carnal delights, Lux wanted more.
Wild eyes started down at Jinx, and wild eyes stared back at Lux as Jinx got hotter and wetter at seeing Lux come apart in orgasm. Jinx loved every shake and shudder of Lux’s body, only pleasuring her more and more!
Finally, the wave of pleasure crested, and Lux started to come down from her climax, though her brain felt discombobulated from the sheer overwhelming sensation. Jinx slowed her efforts, letting Lux calm . . . but Lux wasn’t panting. Of course she wasn’t, she didn’t breathe at all.
And Lux wanted more.
More of Jinx.
She couldn’t help herself as she took Jinx by the shoulders and pushed her away, slamming Jinx onto her back on the couch. Lux’s nails raked down Jinx’s dress, shredding it and exposing the pale flesh beneath. Jinx’s purple bra was torn to pieces, and Lux immediately went after Jinx’s small tits, greedily sucking and licking.
Jinx giggled, grabbing Lux by the hair and pulling her back. Lux struggled against her grip, looking like an unchained beast of lust and want. Eyes wild, mouth drooling, tongue seeking, cheeks that would be rosy if they could.
It was a good look on her.
And Jinx wanted those eyes to be staring up at her.
So Jinx pushed Lux downward, between Jinx’s thighs. Under her white dress, Jinx was wearing a slim purple thong to go with her bra, stockings, and evening gloves. Lux grabbed it in her teeth and ripped it away, drawing a primal satisfaction from seeing Jinx laid bare, the inner pink of her pussy exposed.
Lux dived in, licking and fingering. Jinx’s juices tasted divine, yet teasing. They had just a hint of the sweet fire found in her blood, and Lux couldn’t get enough. She needed more, she needed more, she NEEDED MORE!
Jinx had closed her eyes, luxuriating in the pleasure, only to gasp as she felt a sharp pain in her inner thigh . . . yet it only brought throbbing delight, especially as that pain was filled out by more pleasure as Lux kept pumping two fingers in and out of her while rubbing the pad of her thumb on Jinx’s clit.
Meanwhile, Lux’s whole body tingled with life as her fangs were sunk into Jinx’s inner thigh, not far from her drooling pussy. The femoral artery there fed blood to Jinx’s entire leg, and now it was feeding someone else as well. Pulses of sweetness and spiciness swept through Lux’s body, combined with pleasure and fulfillment as Lux finally ate her dinner -no, Lux feasted.
A steady stream of intoxicating vitae spilled into Lux’s mouth and was sucked down her greedy throat. Usually, she was restrained, not wanting to hurt her prey any more than necessary -certainly not kill them. Yet Jinx’s blood was simply too good. She couldn’t help herself, couldn’t stop the raging, hungry beast within from devouring more and more of her lifeblood. It was delicious in the extreme, a taste and sensation greater than she had ever felt before.
Lux almost felt alive again.
Her fingers sped up in Jinx’s pussy, trying to bring Jinx even a fraction of the pleasure that she was experiencing. And Jinx was loving it, not just from the fingers, but the sensation of Lux feeding on her was exquisite and stimulating in it’s own unique way.
Jinx was sent hurtling over the edge of her orgasm, and came messily around Lux’s fingers. Her entire body thrummed with warm pleasure and sharp pain, all radiating from between her thighs. This, too, was something Jinx had never experienced, and desperately wanted more of as Lux drove her wild.
Limbs spasmed slightly as Jinx jerked her hips up into Lux’s fingers and fangs, greedily grasping for more and more pleasure as it already pulsed through her body in waves. Jinx was panting and groaning, her body feeling hotter than it ever had as shimmer burned itself in her veins and organs. As much blood as Lux was drinking, the shimmer was driving Jinx’s body to make more and more.
Energy and ecstasy both made Jinx’s body their plaything, and she loved every moment of it, heady lust and satisfaction filling her mind with rapturous delight.
Even as the force of the climax started to peter out, sparks of pleasure still rippled up and down Jinx’s limbs, especially as Lux kept feeding, kept fingering, until finally Jinx was laid back, breathing heavily.
Then she grabbed Lux by the hair and pulled her away from between Jinx’s thighs, before bringing their lips together in a vicious, slightly bloody kiss.
But neither of them were anywhere close to done with each other.
While guests outside danced, Lux and Jinx performed their own dance, one of sweat and shimmer. Even when the guests left, the two kept drawing pleasure from each other, every moment a frenzy of debauchery.
Their lovemaking -if it could be called that- continued long into the night as they tore at each other, descending into deeper depths of depravity even as they ascended to higher plateaus of ecstasy.
It seemed as if it would never stop, especially as shimmer kept Jinx going no matter what. Eventually, it was Lux who finally gave in, as her hunger was at last sated . . .
* * *
Jinx took a deep, shuddering breath, tiredness in every limb . . . yet excitement as well. What she’d just been through was mindblowing, yet . . . shimmer wouldn’t let her rest. It never did.
Lux had given it a damn good effort, though.
At the moment, Jinx looked at the bed, seeing her lover sprawled across the fine sheets -now stained with blood and cum.
Guess she’s a biter . . . Jinx mused with a shrug.
She kinda felt that there was something she should be putting together, but her mind was fuzzy with pleasure and she didn’t really want to think.
Wish I’d gotten into smoking . . . I feel like I should be puffing a cigarette right now.
But Vi had told her to never drink or do drugs, so Jinx didn’t.
Sex, though, was not included in the list.
And thank Janna for that . . .
Jinx looked at Lux’s sprawled out body with a smirk of satisfaction . . . and she also couldn’t deny pleasure from the sheer wreck they’d turned her room into. Furniture was broken, sheets were torn, belongings scattered all over the floor. The sitting room outside was a similar story, with every possible surface fucked on and often destroyed as a result. Yes, Jinx loved a bit of wanton vandalism, especially when having sex with someone.
But Jinx also loved something else . . . and at the moment, it was long after the ball had ended. Everyone was gone, and Jinx was inside the mansion.
Perfect.
Of course, Jinx’s clothes were shredded, but that wasn’t a huge loss. She made a new costume every time anyways, just for fun. And now it wasn’t like Lux could stop Jinx from rifling through her wardrobe, and raising an eyebrow at the selection.
She’s got a lotta dark clothes -good for sneakin’ around in.
And lingerie.
“I already knew the white-pink-purple-gold girly getup was fakin’ it, but wow,” Jinx said to Lux’s unconscious body. “Am I gonna find a leash an’ collar in one a’ these?”
Jinx frowned, then giggled.
“Of course not, you’re already wearin’ it,” Jinx crowed with a grin.
With that, Jinx slipped on a pair of lacy light blue panties, and a matching bra, then proceeded to grab soft black slacks to slip into, and into them she tucked a deep purple button down. Over that went a black leather bolero, and Jinx grabbed a pair of black gloves as well, turning them fingerless with a little bit of effort. She finished it off with a pair of heavy black boots, and a choker around her neck.
Perfect.
“Thanks for the donation, princess,” Jinx said lowly.
With that, Jinx went back to the bed, leaning down to kiss Lux on the forehead.
Lux murmured slightly in her food coma, arms reaching out for warmth. Jinx felt her heart twinge a little, but she knew she couldn’t stay, so she instead tucked a spare, mostly-whole pillow into her lover’s arms. Lux grasped it tightly, snuggling into it.
“Aww,” Jinx commented.
Then Jinx brought up a pair of white, silky panties, decorated with pink lace, a purple bow with a little gold star, and a large still-wet spot in the gusset.
“I’ll be keepin’ these, too,” Jinx said, tucking them into her pocket. “Just somethin’ to remember you by. You don’t mind, do you?”
Lux mumbled in her sleep.
“Didn’t think so.” Jinx grinned. “I’ll look at ‘em an’ remember you.”
With that, Jinx left her behind.
A few hours later, just as dawn was starting to break, Jinx left the Crownguard manor with all the riches she could carry.
She didn’t expect to see Lux ever again . . .