Chapter 1 - Pre Match Negotiations

EDIT! Notes and Notations

Whoopsy. Ive been known to Herp some Derp in my day. Today is one of them. 
This story is a fan fic or a sort that follows on from the story Keyblade Champions of the League by the eminent Raistlinmajere of http://www.hentai-foundry.com/profile-raistlinmajere.php fame.

I don't know what I have signed myself up for here. It was just going to be a series of one off fuckfests but I think I want to add a real story to it. Should be fun fun fun. 


Enjoy!
W1ngman
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Sora the Keyblade wielder woke quickly, the weight of exaustion on his limbs. Opening his eyes he revised the nights events. The Lady of Luminosity Luxanna Crownguard lay with her head on his shoulder, blissfully asleep. He was using Akali, the current Fist of Shadow as a pillow, the tattered remains of her sexy nurse outfit scattered around the room. He felt a warm feeling spreading along his shaft. Ahri the fox-girl was laying on his hip, mouth still wrapped around Sora's massive member and a look of pure joy on her face. She just couldn't help herself, even in sleep.

Over on his right he spied his best friend Rikku in a similar situation. The Sheriff of Piltover Catlyn had wrapped herself around him sometime during the night, and Ashe the Frost Archer was lying on his other side, hand on his crotch. All aside from him were still wrapped in the abyss of sleep
Damn. Sora thought. Even in sleep she is still damn good at sucking cock. Time for some fun. 
Sora reached down slowly, placing his hand on the back of Ahri's head. He moved her head back and placed the tip of his cock in her mouth. She greedily began to suck at it. He slowly pushed deeper, deeper and deeper until she was about half way down his shaft. It was at that point that Ahri woke up. She pulled up quickly, giving a small gasp for breath. She gave a quick glance around, then her eyes strayed back to Sora's cock. Flashing him a glance of annoyance that quickly changed to one of lust she glomped quick as a flash back down, taking him all in one thrust. All the while, utterly silent. 

After that she went to work, sliding up and down his shaft, tongue wrapping around the head on the upstroke and the base on the downstroke. The effect was unending and withering, untill Sora grabbed a rough hold on Ahri's head once again, thrusting himself all the way down her throat as he came. Swallowing greedily Ahri drained it all. 
Removing it with a tiny pop Ahri smiled up at Sora's face. "You could have at least woken me up you know." She whispered. 
A noise from the doorway drew both their attention. Standing there was the Summoner Justin, once again wearing that purple robe. He looked upon the post-orgy mess and sighed again. 
"You know one of these days those in charge are going to walk in on this and not me." He said. 
"Though you seem to have had a decent enough time. Its good to know you are settling in."
His arrival had stirred the others and they were all coming around. "Rikku, you awake'" Justin asked. Rikku groaned a little before responding. "I feel like i ran a few hundred miles but yea im up. Why'" 

Justin took another glance around before responding. "You need to start meeting some of the other Champions around here. Oh and by the way welcome. You were officialy added to the rosters of summonable champions last night. That also means that you shall be keeping yourself busy meeting the summoners of different countries, dignitaries and other such things. As the summoner who first greeted you two ill be your guide for the first few weeks. Any questions'"

Rikku waved a hand half heartedly in the air. "Yea i got one." 
"Shoot" Justin replied.
"When do you think you guys will figure out a way to get us home'" Rikku said. 
"Mmm. We honestly have no idea. Could be weeks, could be months, could be years. Its debatable and unknown magic we are dealing with here. My advice would to be just enjoy your time here. Three excelent meals a day, combat and clearly some pretty decent sex. So why bother worrying'" Justin said. "I need you two cleaned up and ready in an hour. You got some people to meet."
He turned to leave but before he did he glanced back over his shoulder. "Don't be late. These are powerful people and you represent the League now. If your not in my office on time, ill send Annie down after you. You dont want that do ya!' He said with a laugh as he walked out of Lux's bedroom. 
Sora and Rikku shivered involuntarily. No. They did not want that.  

The days fell into a comfortable routine. Their room was spacious and well kept, either it was magic or the League had very quiet and descresionary cleaning staff. Though to be honest they didn't spend much time in their own room. 
They were summoned pretty much every match at first, neither of them knew why. 
Then the summons started to drop and they started to get a little more free time. 
Occasionally Sora and Rikku were on different sides, but they just took it as a friendly duel between themselves. 

Pre match was all ways an interesting time for the Champions. Everyone who was currently in the Institute of War gathered to watch the summoners representing the countries pick who they would work with. Six champions were banned before the picking began so certian champions that the opposing team would not be strong against, or just hated to do so were unavailable that match. Sora was sitting in the champion's waiting room with the rest, watching the picking process unfold on the magicaly projected screen. It was a very small group today for some reason or another, most champions away on their own buisness over various countries in Valoran. 
"Whats the bet they ban Morgana'" Sora asked to the room. It was met by a laugh or two but most were too engrosed in waiting to see if they would be on the field. 
The exiled angel herself was across the room. She glanced daggers in his direction. Even though champions were forbiden to kill each other in the Institute, Sora still felt a chill pass over him. Morgana was scaaryyyy when she wanted to be. Even in the chef's outfit she sometimes wore. 

The first ban was up. Shen. 
"I thought so." Shen himself quietly said. "Summoners of this level have no idea how to counter my abilities. They think me unfair. Noobs." 
Second up, Morgana. 
A laugh escaped Sora. "Called it!" He wooped. Before he could rub it in more, something struck him dead in his chest. The wind silently rushed out of his lungs and he went to gasp in for breath, only to find that he could only just breathe. Something was stopping him from moving a single muscle. He glanced around in panic, trying to find out what happened. Everyone was looking intensley at the screen, except for Morgana. She had a finger pointed in his direction, and a strange forboding smile on her face. So Sora had no choice but to wait. 
The champions were chosen, looks were picked and those not participating departed. Now only Sora and Morgana were left. She rose slowly from her seat, taking her time with every movement. 
"I all ways knew that spell would pay off." She said, moving over to stand in front of Sora.

"You know they make you only use four of your abilities in the arena. I haven't told anyone some of my other party tricks. Like that spell. Renders you completley helpless for as long as I want you to be." She answerd Sora's unasked question. 
"I have something I want from you." Morgana continued. "That perky slut of a Crownguard just can't shut up about you. But she roused my interest. To quote her directly you were the 'Best fuck she has ever had' and that's something coming from the person who fucks EVERYTHING WITH LEGS that walks in this damn place. 
Morgana leaned in a bit, placing a hand on Sora's knee before continuing.
 
"My bitch sister exiled me from my people hundreds of years ago. And I hate everyone and everything here. As such, I haven't been fucked in over a century."
Without warning, Sora felt her hand crack across his face, knocking him down onto the plush couch. She snapped her fingers and Sora was suddenly able to move again. 
He rubbed the place where she had hit him. It hadn't hurt really but it was unexpected, as he was sure she knew. 
"So." She continued, unclasping her bra like top and dropping it to the floor, her perfectly shaped if a little smaller than other's breasts spilling out. "For the next few hours, you are officialy my bitch. Got that'" She asked, her tone dripping in venom. Sora was sure if he said no, she would kill him. Rules or no. So what could he do' Besides. He was sure he could turn this around with no trouble at all. 
"Okay." He replied. 
"Good!" She cried, her wings flaring open. Maybe she wants this a little more than she is letting on He thought.


Before he could do anything about it, he was lifted in the air and thrown roughly upright again't one of the walls, cracking his head again't the stone. He landed on his feet, somehow managing to keep from falling. Before he could regain his balance propperly Morgana was upon him again, pushing him back against the wall hard. "Stay!" She commanded. She moved back a few feet, giving Sora a better view. She started gracefully moving, giving him a show. She hooked her thumbs into her purple skirt, shimmying it down a couple inches untill the top of her ass started showing. 
She left Sora disappointed when she moved away and sat down on one of the couches.

"Take the rest off yourself." She commanded, pointing a leg in his direction. 
Sora smiled and moved in. He guessed where this was going. He grabbed the waistband of her garment, slowly and sensualy dragging it down untill it was left in a pile on the floor next to her top. 
She placed a small foot daintily against his forehead, pushing his head back to halt him.
"Lets see what you've got." She taunted. 
"More than you can handle." Sora teasingly replied. 
"We will see." She said. 
She dropped her foot and spread her legs, taunting him in with a finger. 
This woman has no idea what she is in for. Sora thought to himself as she did so.

Wasting no time Sora dived in and started going to work on the Exile's tight and wet snatch.  He guessed she wasn't the teasing play type. So he formed his tongue into a spear and drove it deep as he could into Morgana. Rewarded by a supressed moan he continued. He withdrew his tongue to slam it in again, and again, all the while his hands roamed along Morgana's divine body. Her globes were just perfectly shaped and sized to fit in his hands, and he took pleasure in playing with them as he tongue basted her delicious snatch.
He added a finger to his tongue questing around inside the Exile, curling it up to rub against her G-spot. Morgana's supressed moans were getting slowly louder, but she was still in control of the proceedings. She grabbed his spikey hair in a rough grab, slamming his face harder against herself. Sora obliged, adding another finger to his work, and started flicking her clit with his tongue and right hand. 

Morgana gave up holding in her pleasure and was moaning loudly under Sora's experienced ministration. What she didn't expect was Sora to pull a fast one. He withdrew his hand from her pussy, before slamming three fingers back in, along with at the same time nipping her clit with his teeth and pushing his middle finger as deep as it would go up her tight ass. All at the same time. 
The combined intencity of these feeling pushed Morgana over into a mind blowing orgasam. She wrapped her perfect legs around Sora's head, grabbed her boobs and screamed out as the waves of pleasure crashed over her thin frame, wracking it with feelings held back for a Century. 
Sora waited for her to run down, sneakily sucking on her clit. When she finally did calm down she pushed him back onto his ass, still gasping for breath. 

"Fuck!" she gasped. 
Sora laughed. "Well. Do I pass Mistress'" He joked, standing. 
She rose from the couch before grabbing him again with her magic and throwing him down onto it. "Lets see yet." She replied, her lust starting to sneak in under her dominating tone. She bent down and ripped his pants off in one smooth motion, doing the same with his top. 
Standing proudly Sora's raging erection jumped into view. Morgana licked her lips hungrily. 
"Lux did say you were massive, but i wasn't expecting that. Ill give you that Bitch." She said. 
"Lets get this ready shall we' She whispered, taking him into her mouth. She started with slow, shallow sucks before going down deeper and deeper until she eventualy had him all crammed down her throat. Sora allmost lost it there and then but before he could reach that wonderful peak she slipped off. "No Bitch. You come when I tell you to." She commanded. 


It was time for the main event. Morgana positioned herself above the head of his massive dick, sliding the tip along her slit, before taking it slowly in. Sora felt her part as his invading member pushed aside her incredibly tight inner walls. She was one of the tightest women he had ever had, and that was saying something. It allmost hurt as he pushed deeper inside her. But did it feel good. Yes. God yes. 

She worked her way slowly down his massive girth, her tightness making it impossible to go any faster. She would push down, then rise, to slam down again, each time she slammed down a moan rang out from her divine lips and she took him deeper and deeper with every thrust. After ten minuites of delicious torment she hit the base. Gasping in pleasure she started riding him in earnest. It had taken a while to beat the century of unuse from her, but now that she had him all in she was riding him as fast as she could handle. She slammed herself down again and again on his gargantuan member, pleasure blasting like fireworks in her mind. 
Eventually Sora started to feel that all too familiar burning in his loins. "Im.. Im gonna cum!" He gasped. 
"YES!" She cried, renewing her efforts to drain him dry. "Fuck me! Its been so long! I need to feel it inside me! FILL ME UP WITH YOUR CUM!" She screamed out, slamming herself down one last time, and the world turned white. 

Sora felt the Exile's allready tight pussy clamp down and shake around his member as she came, along with the scream of pure extacy that rang from her. Her orgasam pushed him over the edge as he too came, pulsing again and again, pouring his seed deep as it could go into the Exiles snatch. Eventualy Morgana collapsed off him and the couch, falling to the ground. Sora's cum started falling from her like a mini waterfall, slowly spreading around her thighs. Wiped out and head blanked Morgana reached a hand down to start playing with her cum-soaked pussy. 

"More......" she gasped.
Sora moved to stand over her, cock still rock hard. 
"As you command." He said.

"Mistress."