Fury of the Dragonborn (League of Legends Porn)

Story by Zirin

EDIT: I appear to have broken this post trying to edit a small detail and now it no longer shows line breaks. This is kind of the worst thing ever. Does anyone know how to fix? So, a recent move has left me with a 3 hour bus ride everyday to and from work and nothing to do during it, so I figured I'd give my brain some excercise and do some long overdue writing. This is only the second piece of smut I've ever written, and the first I've written in a long time, so I may be a bit out of practice. Hopefully some people will get some enjoyment out of it. All comments are much appreciated. Constructive criticism would be helpful (sadly, I'm fully aware I have some vocabulary issues I need to work on), but even if you've got nothing really constructive to add, just letting me know whether it was enjoyed or not will do wonders for encouraging me to do more in the future. Enjoy! EDIT: Added Chapter 2. Edit: Added Chapter 3. Edit: Added Chapter 4. EDIT: Chapter 5. EDIT: Added Chapter 6. EDIT: Added Chapter 7. "]A loud roar echoed throughout the jungle, setting birds aflight as the force of it made the trees shake and rustle. Lifting her head, Katarina watched a flock of avians flying overhead away from the terrifying sound, a wicked grin crossing her ruby lips. The red-headed assassin knew that bellowing roar well. Somebody had picked a fight with the dragon that made its home in the jungle, hoping to earn a quick bounty for its head. A risky move here on the fields of justice. If they succeeded, all the gold could purchase some powerful weapons, weapons that could turn the tide of battle in their favour. If they succeeded. The opportunistic assassin aimed to make sure they didn't. Making her way down the river that flowed past the dragon's home, Katarina stepped slowly, cautiously. She didn't want to give herself away by splashing noisily as she tromped down the stream. Her black leather boots slipping through the shallow, chilled water, she was thankful they were sturdy enough to keep her feet dry. Clutched in each gloved hand was the hilt of a long, wickedly curved dagger, the blades caked with the dried blood of previous victims. They gleamed in the low light cascading through the trees, a deadly surprise for whoever was engaged in the dragon hunt. Brushing a few locks of her long, flowing, crimson hair from her face, two fingers lingered to trace a line across the old scar cut down across the left side of her face, narrowly missing her bright green eye. Perking her ears, the lightly tanned killer stopped and pressed her back against a nearby tree, the bark scraping uncomfortably against her lower back, exposed along with her midriff by her incredibly low cut top, barely even big enough to cover her heavily endowed chest. The leather jacket she wore wasn't any longer, the zipper undone so that she could use her cleavage as a distraction against any opponent who's eyes wandered too far down from her beautiful, albeit scarred, visage. Up ahead, she could hear the sounds of battle. Loud splashing as something thrashed about in the water, more roars and echoing growls, pained and weak sounding now, the dragon clearly faltering and losing the fight. Creeping forward just a bit more, Katarina poked her head out from around the tree, hoping she wasn't about to pick a fight with too large of a group. To her surprise and glee, she found no party of dragon slayers, but rather just one person standing her ground against the enormous fire-breathing beast amidst a pond, the shallow, ankle deep water tainted by blood. Ashen skinned and clad in scale armour coloured a fiery red and trimmed with shimmering gold, the woman was fighting the dragon bare-handed, no weapons to defend herself with, wearing just her draconic looking armour. Armour that looked like it was built more for aesthet

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