Jax and Gragas' night out

Poppy grumbled to herself as she filled another tankard up, lifting it just barely over the bar before it was snatched out of her hand. The tavern was booming with life, as it always was when Jax and Gragas started their partying. There were at least a dozen strobe lights that were somehow installed without being noticed, and she was certain that she had even seen some Noxians in the bustling crowd filling the place. She shuddered as she remembered the last time Jax and Gragas had snuck in, the property damage was massive and they were told to never return. Unfortunately, they disregarded that as easily as they had disregarded almost every rule put in front of them, and so here she was again, tending to THIS mess.
Poppy's head snapped up when she realized the party had formed a circle and instead of shoving around drinking and breaking things, they were instead cheering. "JAX! JAX! JAX! JAX! JAX!" they chanted in unison as Poppy leapt atop the bar, a look of disbelief stretching across her face as her eyes settled onto Jax. There were three of her barmaids, already used and left on the ground, as Jax rammed Riven on a table, a piece of bread stuffed into her mouth, a wad of bills tucked into the front of her Battle Bunny outfit. Her disbelief reached a peak when she realized that Riven wasn't resisting, and the bread wasn't an improvised gag. Instead, she was hungrily tearing shreds of bread off and messily devouring them, while being rammed by Jax. It was like she was completely oblivious to the world around her, concerned only with finishing the bread as Jax finished up, pushing her over into the pile with the other girls. Before Poppy could do anything however, she met eyes with Jax. That was the end of any thoughts she had of putting a stop to them. With one leap Jax was over the crowd and in her face, and in the next moment he had the Yordle pinned to the ground, thrusting into her quick and hard as she struggled to focus, to resist. Poppy couldn't resist it, he was too good and as she pulled him close she heard Jax whisper to her. "IT'S ON." he said, with that same confident voice he always did, but it shook Poppy to her core, her eyes wide open with fright as he pulled on her legs, her bottom over her head, before plowing into her, forcing her to watch him stretch and fuck her thoroughly wet pussy. She could feel her pride and her sense of self fade away from the moment, and before she knew it she was panting and moaning, just like all the other girls had been. The seconds felt like minutes, the minutes felt like hours, and just like that it was over.
The bar was deathly silent, and Poppy stood up, sore but not unsatisfied. Sighing as she surveyed the damage, she looked into her back room to see a Gragas-sized hole in the wall, and an empty room where all the drinks should have been. Shaking her head angrily, she slowly made her way out to the main area, prepared to clean up, when she found Riven tearing apart another loaf of bread, left behind by the hooligans. Grabbing it and beating Riven on the head with it, Poppy glared down at the girl. "You said you were good at dealing with troublemakers Riven, this is half the reason we hired you.." she snarled, her glare intensifying as Riven smiled sheepishly, the wad of bills still sticking out of her top. Grabbing it savagely, Poppy thumbed through the bills. "This won't make up for the drinks we lost or the property damage, but it's a start.." she complained, turning her back to Riven as she walked away.

Looking behind her to Riven who was picking herself up and sighing, Poppy added one last comment. "Oh, and you're fired."