A Boy and His Fux

Author's Note: So after a few occurrences of intoxication, masturbation, making an ass of myself on the internet, and teasing from my roommates, I realized that I could totally write a series of sexual encounter for Kal and Ahri. Thus: A Boy and His Fux. TLDR: Here's some lemons, make yourself some lemonade. -Kiba

Opening the door to the new house, I immediately heard the light patter of feet running down the stairs. Before I could even see her, already I knew the small purple-haired sorceress was coming and turning I opened my arms wide just as she pounced into them. "Welcome home Daddy!" She giggled as I hugged her tightly.

"Thanks sweetheart. It's good to be back." I answered, trying to hide the irritation that I still felt. Despite my requests, the Council refused to release the information I requested to the public, leaving Magnus as a summoner gone awol, rather than the criminal mastermind he was.

"What's wrong?" She asked, and I knew that my attempts to hide my feelings were in vain.

I smiled weakly placing a kiss on her cheek. "Nothing you need to worry about. Work was just tough today." I explained, straightening after setting her back on the ground. "Have you and Mom eaten yet?"

I began rummaging through the cabinets as Annie watched with curiosity. "Mommy has, but lately she's been eating a lot more than I have."

A soft smile crossed my lips. Since we'd found out she was carrying our child, she'd begun panicking about all the things that could go wrong. No doubt she was forcing herself to eat more so that the baby wouldn't starve inside of her, or something silly like that. "Are you hungry?" I asked.

She nodded, and so I began to cook for the both of us. The long train ride from the League had done little to help with my appetite, and I knew just the thing to also draw my wife out of whatever mood had come along with her hormones today. Mixing up a batter, I began frying tofu until the scent filled our new house. As I gave a plate to Annie, I could hear the sound of our room opening followed by the perplexed footsteps of my wife. "What is that smell?" She asked.

"Come to the kitchen and find out, love." I called back, causing her pace to quicken.

Turning around the corner, our eyes met and immediately she rushed to me, throwing her arms around my neck tightly. She wasn't showing yet, but her breasts had already begun to swell, causing them to press against me awkwardly. "Welcome home...Dad." She whispered in my ear.

"Good to be back...Mom." I replied just as softly, before lifting her chin so that I could place a soft kiss on her lips.

"Ewwww." Annie whined behind her causing the both of us to chuckle. "Mommy, Daddy decided to make us fried tofu...again." Her nose wrinkled at the thought.

"Well, you know the rule Annie." I commented.

"Yes Dad. While Mommy has the baby, she gets what she wants, no exceptions."

"That's right." I agreed, causing Ahri to smile even bigger, before reaching for a bottle of wine that rested on the counter; a left over from our wedding.

"So...that means I can…"

I slapped the top of her hand. "Except for that." I teased, causing her to frown and rub her hand. I tossed her a freshly finished triangle of tofu. She caught it, carefully tossing the hot substance back and forth between her hands.

"Hot, hot." She whined before setting it on the counter. "Isn't there a rule about not being allowed to tease your wife? Your pregnant wife."

"Is there?" I asked. "Can't say I've heard that one before."

As Annie reluctantly nibbled on her own food, Ahri leaned against the counter, splaying her body to me. She just smiled, the same soft smile that I'd come to adore so much. But then, the smile took on a more mischievous nature. Her eyes stared deeply into mine, and for a moment I could feel the blood racing through my chest and I knew that she was attempting to subtly charm me. Worse, I knew it was working.

This wasn't what I'd hoped for tonight. Truthfully, I was exhausted and a bit of sleep would do me good, but as her golden eyes stared deeply into mine, I finally surrendered, turning off the stove before looking to our adopted daughter. "Hey Annie, why don't you take your dinner upstairs?" I suggested. "You can watch it in front of the TV with Tibbers. I'm sure he's probably pretty hungry too."

She beamed brightly. This was a rare reward for her. I've always been the traditional type, so food was meant to be eaten at the counter or the table, never in front of her television. Taking her plate and cup, she ran back up the stairs, leaving me and the hungry looking vixen alone in the kitchen.

She seductively walked towards me, her tails running along my chin and wrapping around my chest. "So love, how was work?" She breathed in my ear, her charm dripping from her so heavily that it seemed she didn't even try to hide it anymore.

"G-good." I stammered, trying hard to resist her influence. Our encounters had known to sometimes get a little out of hand, and the last thing I wanted was to risk endangering the baby. "No, that's a lie." I surrendered. "The League is being completely ridiculous about this whole mess."

Circling in front of me, she grinned and gently ran her hands up from her thighs to her swollen chest, kneading them playfully. "Maybe you should just forget about work for a little bit. I mean, leave it at the office and keep your home life at home, right?"

I hesitated to remind her that she was the one who brought up work, but I could see in her eyes that she was not going to be in a talking mood much longer. "You're right, of course." I replied, clearing my throat and trying to keep control of myself. Her hands left her body, finding a new place on my own as she slowly trailed to my waist. Just as she was about to lean forward to kiss me, I placed a piece of tofu in her mouth, causing her to giggle and swallow it.

When she finished, she ran her tongue flirtatiously over her lips. "How was your day?" I asked, trying to distract her from her goal.

"It's been so hard, being all alone." She whispered softly. Her finger gently rested on my crotch, stroking it affectionately. "So...very...hard." Every word she enunciated, left a shiver in my spine as blood began to rush through my body to the area she was touching. "I mean...you've no idea how sore these things have become." Her other hand slid beneath her breasts, pushing them up towards me. "They just keep getting bigger, and if I'm not careful, they may just even fall out of my shirt."

With one last gust of her charm, the walls came crashing down. I immediately pounced on her, like a wild animal. My lips crashed onto hers as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I lifted her in my arms, carrying her to our room as she switched between giggling and shushing me so that Annie wouldn't know of our plans. "Gods, it seems like your charm's gotten a lot stronger since you've became pregnant." I muttered to her, kissing her again.

"Maybe you just want it that badly." She shot back, closing the door behind me. I eagerly went to unzip my pants, but she pulled my wrists away, placing them to her breasts instead. "Not just yet, hero." She teased. "First you need to unwrap the wonderful gift I'm giving you."

Nodding, I pulled her top down from her breasts, exposing her already hard nipples to the air. Remembering her comment, I began to knead and massage them for her, causing a sultry, low moan to escape her lips. "Still sore?" I breathed, causing her to nod.

"You may have to massage them with something a little softer." She answered, using her tail to brush against my lips, as if I couldn't get the hint. Eagerly, I dropped to my knees, taking one in hand and gladly trailing kisses down her neck to her puffy nipple. "Be a good boy, and open up."

Obeying her instructions, she pressed her nipple between my lips and into my mouth. As I squeezed it, I was surprised to find an odd taste on my tongue and as the realization hit me that she'd begun lactating, I began to lose myself in pleasuring my wife.

"Discovered my little surprise?" She gasped, running her hands through my hair as my suckling became even more eager. Why was this turning me on so greatly? "I'm glad to see you enjoy this so much. I think my instincts are starting to kick in. All day today, I've just been rubbing myself at the thought of having you suck my tits."

Oh Gods, now she'd begun talking dirty. I let out a disappointed groan as she pulled me from her breast, only to pull from her grip to begin suckling from the other one, this time more roughly. A hedonistic gasp echoed in our room (wisely made soundproof at her request.)

"B-baby! You're being a little...nngh...rough." She protested, but I ignored her comment, sucking harder and harder as her nipple puckered in my lips. "Oh Gods, yes! Empty me completely!" She demanded, changing her tune faster than I'd anticipated. Pulling from her nipple, she gave me a glare that indicated she was not pleased. It faded almost instantly as I ran my rough hot tongue along her breast to flick the last few drops of milk from the tip of her nipple. "How is it?"

"Sweet." I admitted sheepishly. There were many things I wanted to tell her. In truth it was probably the second sweetest thing I'd ever tasted, and as my hands went to her thighs, my mind began to drift to the first. My fingers trailed over her now damp panties as she grinned, but quickly pulled my hands from her body, pouncing me to the ground so she could drape herself above me. "Ahri?" I questioned. "What are you doing?"

She shushed me, now stripping her shirt off completely as she began to gyrate her hips against my waist. The bulge in my pants began to throb almost painfully as she continued her sensual teasing. She leaned downwards, pinning my wrists above me so that I had no choice but to take her nipple into my mouth again. "You're not allowed to get up until you've finished." She purred to me, arching her back so she could press her breast further into my mouth. Her tails swished playfully as she switched her grip to hold both of my arms in one hand, her other going to the breast in my lips.

I moaned my understanding into the flesh, sucking as softly as I could. If she intended on teasing me, I'd make sure she'd feel it just as bad. She seemed to plan for this however, and as her hand squeezed her breast, she began milking herself into my waiting maw. I let out a mumble of protest, but the more I drank from her, the more tranquil I began to feel. That's when the realization had hit me: she'd managed to channel her charm into her milk. The look in my eyes must have betrayed the ephiphany because she just giggled.

"That took you a little longer to figure out than I'd anticipated." She purred. "Don't worry my love, just keep going. Mommy gets what she wants when she's pregnant, isn't that right?"

I grumbled my soreness at having been tricked so easily, but after another few mouthfuls, I stopped caring. Her breaths became deeper, just as mesmerised by my touch as I was by her taste, and that was when I realized how to turn the tables on my love. I paid close attention to her movements, subtly returning them with my own in rhythm. As her grip weakened, I quickly slipped my arms from her grip before rolling over on top of her.

"No fair." She whimpered as I pinned her the same way she had pinned me. "You're not supposed to be able to stop until I say so."

"I regret to inform you, milady, that my wife is a very hormonal vixen." I whispered to her with a teasing nibble on her throat. "I've learned to work my way around all sorts of charm magic."

"Lucky her." She mumbled, tilting her head to allow me further access. "Well, I suppose I can try to behave, if not for her sake."

"Good girl." I replied, placing a kiss on her lips. "Don't worry, I intend on taking good care of you."

"I should hope so, I'm carrying your child." Deciding to put my lips to better use, I trailed kisses down her body, carefully avoiding her overly sensitive nipples so that I'd put her in just as crazed of a position as I was. "Play fair!" She whined, as I continued to leave her breasts. Her tails still struggled beneath her, as if she'd be able to tickle me into submission, but once I reached her navel, she fell still.

Now that she knew what was coming, she'd certainly behave, and parting her legs slightly, I could smell her arousal already. My teeth snagged against her panties, my eyes unable to even see hers over her now much larger breasts. I couldn't hold her any longer, so I released her, using my hands to instead assist in stripping her.

I don't know if she didn't notice that she was free, or if she didn't want to risk stopping me, but either way she remained completely still. Her chest rose and fell in anticipation as the silken article went off from her ankles, landing in a small pile behind me that began to accumulate on the floor. As my hot breath rolled over the moist glistening folds that awaited me, my wife visibly shuddered in excited anticipation. "Please…" she let out a hedonistic gasp, "just get it over with."

Leaning closer, my tongue rested on the bottom of her hungering pussy, just barely pressing into her. I savored the wetness on the tip of my tongue, dragging it so very slowly upwards. My movements drew an agonized groan from her lips, until my own wrapped around her clit. The groan turned into a sharp hiss as her body began to realize that it was able to move once more. I sucked on her clit, similar to the way I'd suckled her breast just moments ago, and just as before, her fingers wove through my hair to pull me further against her snatch.

That was a signal between us. I was to stop teasing her, otherwise she would begin to pull my hair out from the root, and that wouldn't be fun for either of us. As any obedient husband would, I slipped my tongue deep inside of her, lapping at the dripping walls. The taste was even more delectable than her milk and as her hips rose to me, I quickly stroked her thighs to calm her movements.

She may have started this, but I'd finish it on my own time, not hers. My tongue slurped and lapped at her pussy, swallowing all of the juices that were fortunate (or unfortunate) enough to touch it. Her tails began to fluff up in excited anticipation as she grasped me tightly, pulling me deeper into her until I grew concerned that she wouldn't stop until I had drowned in her quim.

Even with my attempts to soothe her, her hips rose once again. Gods, was she already...my thought didn't even get to finish as she came with a lustful moan into my open mouth. I hadn't realized just how much her hormones had affected her, but now I could tell that they must be maddening. I drank all of the femcum from my soft and velvety chalice, and I could tell she wanted more, but if this was the severity of her desire, I intended to step up my game.

"No, don't!" She pleaded as I pulled from her, licking the cum from my chin before standing before her writhing body. I began to strip for her, her eyes opened only slightly to see what I was doing. Almost immediately, her pussy began to drip again on to our carpet as she stroked herself eagerly. "Right to the main event then?" She asked, trying to conceal her excitement.

"Not quite." I chuckled, exposing myself completely. She seemed to understand, rolling over to crawl towards me, but I stopped her. That wasn't what I was wanting yet. Instead, I walked behind her, watching as her hips swayed tantalizingly. Her tails brushed against my waist, and I knew that she had begun to catch on. "There you go." I muttered, running a hand down her spine to the base of her tails.

Her arms trembled beneath her as I felt my member become entwined in her tails' silky grip, stroking me to full hardness with their touch. "You should be careful love, if word were to get out about your odd fetishes, who knows what the League would think."

"The same thing all men think." I answered, giving her a loving spank. "Why can't it be me?"

She pressed back against me as her fluffy appendages guided my shaft to her waiting hole. "Sorry, but I'm spoken for. It'll take nothing short of dying and coming back in order to get into my pants."

"Pfft. Been there, done that."

"The dying or the getting into my pants?"

"There's only one I'd never do again." I reminded her, my hands running along her body until I could cup and fondle her breasts. I could feel her moist folds around my tip, beckoning me to enter her. I couldn't stand it any longer, and with a rougher than intended grasp, I plunged into her, causing a loving scream of ecstasy. Our bodies were unified, as they'd been so many times in the past.

"Oh Gods baby, give a girl a warning next time." She moaned before rocking back against me. Right...as if she didn't expect this to happen at some point in the day. One of the things I loved most about my wife was that if she saw something she wanted, she knew how to make it hers. Especially when it came to me.

I gave no reply, starting slowly at first as I dragged my hard member in and out of her, spurred on by her horny mewls of pleasure. My fingers found her nipples, gently pinching and tugging on them causing small spurts of milk to call to the floor beneath her.

"Nngh! I spent...ungh...all day charming that milk." She whimpered. "Don't just waste it like that."

With a smirk, I tugged her nipple harder, causing her to let out another satisfied howl. Everytime I pulled out of her, I noticed the way she pushed back against me, and using that to my advantage, I subtly began to pull her back. When the puddle of charmed milk was just beneath her, one hand left to trail along her spine delicately.

"Aren't you listening?" She asked, as I continued to milk her. "I don't want to waste it. Won't you be sad if you don't get to taste anymore?" Still I remained silent, my free hand wrapping around her tail and before she could fathom what my plan was, I placed the tip of it into her open and waiting asshole.

She squealed in delight, her arms shaking in surprise. "How's that, my love? I was little distracted."

"I-I-I n-never...Oh Gods...where did you even come...up with that?" She asked. I guess that meant she was enjoying it. I made sure to time the rhythm of my thrusts with the speed that I pumped her fluffy tail in and out of her colon. Her other tails began to seek me out, eager to grasp onto anything in demand that I pleasure her further.

"It just came to me...kind of like this." I whispered in her ear before pulling her arms out from under her with my other hand.

With a surprised yelp, she landed face-first into the puddle of milk we'd worked together to create. As some of it splashed onto her face, I held her there, gently stroking her behind her ears. She struggled at first, until the first few drops rolled on to her tongue. "No...fair…" she mumbled, her body already eagerly urging her to drink more.

"Now, now. Think about the baby. You need your nutrients." I purred into her ear, and obediently she began to lap at the ivory puddle. "Good girl." I complimented, continuing to indulge in the silken vice that she'd now trapped my member in.

As I began to speed up, she let out a low 'oooh', and her muscles tightened around me as she came once more. She must have placed a strong charm in her milk for it to affect her this badly. Having completely cleaned the puddle from the floor, she looked back at me over her shoulder. "All done...master." She whimpered, and I could see in her eyes the excitement that was held there. She hadn't called me 'master' in a long time.

"What's that look for...my pet?" I grunted, not wishing to slow my pace.

"I'm still hungry." She whispered, a tail stroking me under the chin. "And you did say, I get whatever I want...didn't you?"

With a smirk, I nodded pulling from her with a moist 'pop'. She turned, shoving me against the bed with a hungry purr, and lowering herself she gently ran her tongue along my cum covered shaft, cleaning it of her own juices. Had she charmed those as well? It would explain the warm tingling I felt, even now. "I suppose...I did." I gasped, her raven head bobbing up and down as she teased me with her licks and kisses.

"Mmm...well this is what I want, master." She assured me, placing her lips around my crown. I watched her, our eyes never parting as inch after inch vanished into her soft lips, pushing further inward. Gods, when did she become so good at this?

Her hand rested on mine, and when I looked down at it, I saw her glyph starting to form. She was attempting to connect to me for a summon? The realization struck me, and with a nod I allowed the connection to be made, synching our nervous system. Almost immediately, I realized why. She was now fucking herself with her own tails. The one I placed in her rectum still slid in and out of there, though she had somehow managed to use two others to replace my cock.

It wasn't just me that was affected by this however, already her eyes rolled back for her third orgasm and I could tell by the quickened pack of her sucking that she desperately wanted a fourth. Another two tails began to play with her nipples, and another two with mine. I was surprised by how amazing they felt until the familiar blue flames sparkled, showing that it was not the mundane touch.

Just as I was about to comment, another tail snaked under my balls, caressing them and causing me to take a sharp breath. Her magic was filling my balls with even more cum? I had no idea that Ahri could be so...kinky. My hand went to her head, but she swatted it away quickly, indicating that I was not allowed to alter her pace. Impaling her throat on my cock, my eyes rolled back as she gurgled in delight.

Despite my stressful situation, my mind made a realization. One in her butt, two in her pussy, two on her nipples, two on mine, and one under my cock...that meant there was...With a yelp, I realized what she was going to do with her final one as she penetrated my exposed behind. "Ah-ahri!" I protested, but the feeling of her teeth warned me that if I went back on the demand of doing whatever she liked, she had me in a very vulnerable position. Instead, I closed my eyes, trying to ignore the maddening pleasure that assaulted me from all directions. Her pussy was now drenching her tails with cum as her wriggling tail pressed against my prostate.

Fire rocketed through my nerves as she came again! I couldn't hold it back any longer! I came...and came...and came...and came. Her cheeks swelled with the gigantic load that she'd created for herself as she gurggled happily. Thick rivulets of spunk ran down her chin as her lips struggled desperately to hold the salty-sweet liquid in. Realizing that the longer she waited, the less she'd have to herself she began to swallow as much as she could of the sticky seed.

My eyes rolled back, I could feel every warm gulp in my own mind, only adding to the whole sensations. As my muscles collapsed inside of me, I thought I'd pass out from her ministrations, but soon she'd finished, leaving us both gasping for air.

"Oh my Gods…" I gasped, feeling the magic vanish from the both of us as she crawled closer to me.

"Right?" She panted, wrapping my arms around her and nuzzling under my chin. "I just figured...with the baby on the way, maybe it'd be best if we got out everything we've been wanting to try before hand. I mean...I know that we probably won't get much time afterwards."

The tinge of sadness in my voice caused me to return to my senses. Drawing her closer to me, I tilted her chin to look into my eyes. "Ahri, you know I'd never abandon you...don't you?"

She bit her lip nervously and I could feel the hesitation in her words. "Not abandon me...but...I just don't want you to care more about them than you do about me. I know that's stupid...maybe even petty."

"Don't be ridiculous." I chastised, causing her to look at me in shock. "When we have our baby, it doesn't mean that it gets a piece of the love I have for you. It means that the love we have for each other grows even more. I will never stop loving you Ahri, not after one child, not after a hundred children."

"You may want to slow down there." She teased, but I shook my head.

"Don't change the subject." I instructed. "We're married now, see?" I asked, holding up her hand to display the ring. "We're bound, and just like as a summoner and a champion, I can't and won't give up on you or anyone, understand me?"

She was speechless for a brief moment before nodding, her smile becoming bright and warm before she threw her arms around me and snuggled closer. "Yes. I love you too Kal, thank you so much for being here for me."

"The mother gets what she wants." I whispered to her.

"When I'm preganant." She added.

"No. With us Ahri, I'll do whatever I can to make sure you get everything you want. Always."

We lay there, cuddled against each other in the shivering cold of our room. It'd be at least another hour before we finally disentangled, but our souls to this day still remain cuddled with one another.

To be continued...