Riven finds a home in Ionia

Walking calm and composed down the wide street, Irelia noted a rustling off the side as she adjusted the groceries in her arms. The source, she found, was Riven rummaging for food in the trash. How the woman had found her way to Ionia was beyond her, but at Irelia took pity on her, finding it piteous that after what must have been a hungry day Riven was in the trash- after all, Ionians never threw out food."Riven" she said suddenly, causing the woman to jump and stare at her, a bewildered look on her face as Irelia rummaged through the brown bag, pulling out a roll and handing it to her silently. Turning on her heel and walking away, Irelia hummed to herself lightly, content with the help she had given.
Noisily shredding the fresh bread, Riven choked it down quickly as she followed Irelia from no less than twenty feet behind. Watching the woman enter her home, Riven's eyes locked onto the garbage bins out front. Her mouth watering, she eagerly and noisily dove into them, muck and grime getting pushed out as she tore through bag after bag in search of more food. Hearing the ruckus, Irelia walked out to her front yard, sighing heavily as she watched the woman search in vain. "Riven, what are you doing?" she demanded, causing the girl to once again spring up, biting her lip as she racked her brain for an explanation. Finding none she stood silent, as Irelia shook her head disapprovingly, before motioning the woman into her home. I following after her, Riven found some things strange. Instead of a normal conservative home, like what she expected of Ionians, Irelia seemed to have a bachelor pad. The floor and walls were covered in red shag, and the lights were dimmed down to where it was basically ambient light in every room. Lead into the bathroom, Irelia left her with a "clean up" before slamming the door behind Riven, leaving the homeless girl to her admittedly normal bathroom. Washing at least a years worth of grime off, Riven sighed appreciatively, grabbing a clean white bathrobe without a second thought, and walking straight out into the hallway, where Irelia was waiting. Unfazed at first, Riven nearly jumped when she realized that Irelia was completely naked barring long black leather gloves, and matching black leather boots. The most jarring observation she made, however, was of the thick and hard cock standing up from between Irelia's legs. Before she could react, she found herself on her hands and knees, Irelia quickly lifting the back of her bathrobe and inserting herself straight into Riven's ass. Quickly working in and out of her, Irelia grunted lightly as she made use of Riven's tight hole, the white haired girl's mouth agape as she felt new and amazing sensations well up from inside her. "Oh god!" she finally spat, holding the shag carpet tight in her hands as she climaxed, her pussy quivering, dripping wet from the stimulation of her ass. Panting, her eyes widened when she felt Irelia begin again, working the homeless girl's asshole once more- with a smile. It wasn't long before Riven was moaning freely, holding tight to the shag carpeting while pounding her bottom against Irelia's more than capable cock. Pulling out suddenly, Irelia grinned down to the woman who had gone silent in that same moment, anxiously wondering when Irelia would put it back in.

"If you want it, ask for it." Irelia demanded, Riven biting her lip in the silence that followed. "I-it's too embarrassing.." she muttered meekly with Irelia laughing in response. "Is that so- you don't want it anymore, then?" Biting her lip a little harder, Riven held her eyes shut as she heard her trembling voice respond. "P-please.. use me m-more.."