An adventure.

Annie arrives back to town all bruised up and beaten, panting heavily. "Fuck this new tank meta, I'm getting wrecked out there!" She mumbles. "At least I still have you Mr. Tibbers..."

She hold up her teddy bear. Her face illuminated by the sunset, a complex expression. She just stares at her bear motionlessly standing in the middle of the town's square.

As you are walking by minding your business, you see her; the cute, young magician. Whenever you saw her it would just bring a smile to your face. Even now, despite her bruises, you can still recognize her beauty, the way it captivates you and ultimately makes you smile. You haven't been able to talk to her much, barely making eye contact and saying hello every other day, but your feelings for her were always quite true. Her burning red hair perfectly matching her cute, young face. Her tender, soft hands which could produce the deadliest of flames. Every piece of her, you adore. Every characteristic of her, you adore. And as you are both standing there motionlessly while everyone passes you by, she staring at her bear and you staring at her and smiling, she notices. Your eyes meet if only for a second and she sees you, standing there and smiling at her.

"You think this is funny, punk?!" She breaks into an angry fit. "Listen here, I don't enjoy getting bullied out there and if you think me coming back all beaten up is funny at least be more discreet about it for fuck's sake! Seriously, if I ever see you in front of me again you're in trouble..." She then turns around and starts running away.

The world around you collapses. You have got to explain. Of course you didn't like seeing her getting injured or wished for it, you were just appreciating her beauty. There was no time to sit around, you took chase after her.

She appears to be quite the fast runner, however, must be the mobility boots, and you lose her in the crowd. You decide not to give up and keep looking for her, knowing the general direction she ran off towards.

You keep searching, alley after alley but you don't succeed in locating her. It is now already dark and you decide to give up and return home. On your way you hear a sound, a soft sigh and a faraway whimper. You recognize it almost immediately; it was the same voice that screamed at you not too many hours ago, Annie's voice. Listening carefully, you move towards the source of the sound.

You arrive in a dark alleyway, seemingly devoid of any signs of life, the only presence other than yourself being that of Annie's. She's curled up in a corner, her face buried between her knees, tears dripping on the floor. "Why Mr. Tibbers...? Even though I try so hard...? This is unfair..." You can hear her faint mumbling fill the complete silence.

Your heart shatters, you cannot bear to see her in this condition any longer. Your feelings overtake you and your feet move on their own. 'Is this the right thing to do?' you do not know. One thing you do know though; You want to help her in any way you can. You walk closer towards her.

The instant she notices your presence she tenses up, stands up and glares in your direction. "Who's there?!" Her hands light up with fire, dimly illuminating the dark alleyway. "I warn you, I can wield fi-- YOU!" She exclaims the moment she manages to make out your features. "So this is what his is, huh? Come here to pick on the poor miserable girl who can't even win a single fight? Listen, I know my winrate has sunk to the depths of Tartarus but please, please be considerate. I cannot deal with your bullshit right now, not in this condition. If you want to say something, just say it."

"You're cute." you reply instantly, your tongue acting faster than your brain. The fact does set in, however, and you start questioning your sanity; You are alone in an alleyway with a miserable fire-user and all you manage to say is this?

"Ehhhh?" She looks at you with an expression of genuine question. "I am part of the most violent sport and I do that for a living, I may or may not have a mental disorder and I have more bruises than a rape victim right now. Tell me, which part of me do you find 'cute'?" The fire in her hands starts dying down.

"I don't know." You reply, smiling at her. "It's just that, whenever I see you I can't help but smile and think to myself 'damn, this girl is so cute.'" A sour, puzzled expression appears on your face. "If I had to choose a charm-point I guess it would be your hair."

She stares at you in disbelief. "Wait... Don't tell me you've been searching for me since this afternoon just to tell me this!"

You shrug in reply. She isn't that far off anyway. "Say..." you look her in the eyes. "... you seemed real down right there. Is there anything I could possibly help with?"

She looks down and to the side. "I guess you saw that, didn't you...? It's not easy being in the league you know, especially for a girl my age. Every day I get bullied by all the stronger champions. I am outclasses in every position, mid lane, bot lane, you name it, no matter what I try to do, there's always somebody on the enemy team who does it better and I end up getting bullied." She looks up at you with excitement in her eyes. "You know, sometime I want to be the bully too! /I/ want to dominate somebody else. /I/ want to be number one. I want to be praised like a legend... Is it too much to ask for?"

"... I wouldn't mind it if you bullied me..." You whisper to yourself. Her eyes light up.

"What did you say?" She moves closer to you, looking up at you. Was she always this short? You ask yourself as you panic. Annie's face was literally less than a foot away from yours and she was smiling at you. You could feel your heart melting as the girl stared into your eyes.

"I-I said I wouldn't mind it if you bullied me." You stutter.

"Are you sure about that?" She asks in an expectant manner, her desire to hear you say yes quite obvious.

"Y-yeah, I feel pretty sure. If it's you I don't mind." You give her a thumbs up to emphasize your point.

You see her blush ever so slightly before she lets out a giggle. It was the cutest giggle you've heard in your life. "Well then..." She says, tugging at your shirt and looking around. "... I'm going to start by having you lie on the floor."

You obediently do as you are told, you decide it's better not to ask but rather see for yourself despite your curiosity. You lie face-up in the alley, Annie's skirt right above your head, the cute girl looking down at you. You try your best to avoid staring at her underwear to much.

She doesn't help much however and starts by softly stepping on your chest. "Now then..." She breathes in. "How's my foot feel you cockroach?!" She says in the most robotic tone as you feel her foot pushing against your lungs. "How's it feel to have fallen beneath my might?" She giggles once more. "This is actually quite a bit of fun, I don't mind getting used to this! Hey, this isn't bothering you too much, is it?"

She looks down at you to see you staring directly up her skirt. Amidst her panic she hastily tries to move away but only manages to trip and fall right on you, letting out a yelp as she does. The final position that occurs is her being seated on your chest, where her foot previously was with her back turned to you, her round butt right in front of your face. It looked delicious from this close. Before you knew it you were starting to get excited.

"Say..." Her voice feels like it has thorns. "Why is your thing down there... completely standing?!" She asks, flicking the tent in your pants. "Aren't you enjoying this a tad too much? You pervert! Animal!" She starts flailing around. "And why won't it sit down?!" she asks while trying to push your boner back down.

"It's not like I can help it, can I? When there's such a beautiful girl sitting on me with her butt right in my face I can't help but get excited!" you exclaim. "It's not my fault! And I'm not enjoying this any less than you are, you looked the happiest I've ever seen you!"

"Arghh! Just shut up! Choke damn it!" She moves her butt and sits right on your face. "I-I've had enough of this, I'm going to tear this damn thing off!"

She tries to pull on your dick but instead manages to only get your pants, exposing your massive boner. She instantly jerks her hand back and stares at it. "W-w-why is it twitching so much? Make it stop!"

Meanwhile your face is covered by her plump, smelly crotch. You knew she hadn't bathed since she came back from the league the moment she sat on you, her strong smell filling your head.

You try to answer to her question but only muffled sounds can be heard. On the other hand, Annie lets out a bit of a moan as you feel her panties getting damper. "S-stop talking, y-your mouth's grinding around all kinds of stuff down there!" You are unable to control your urges however and completely ignore her words, engorging yourself in stimulating her nether regions through her underwear which, in no time, became completely soaked.

Despite her protest she does not try to escape you. Her face is flushed and she is panting lightly, sweat beading on her forehead. She tries to suppress her moans but is unable to. "N-no..." She moans faintly. "Look what you've done now... I'll have you take responsibility for this."

She lifts her hips slightly and removes her underwear, her wet, hairless pussy dancing in front of your eyes. She plants herself right on your face once again and grinds her hips against your mouth. "You better do it properly! Make me feel good..."

The taste of her sweet love juices fills your mouth as her butthole moves around in front of your eyes. You move your hands to her thighs, feeling her hot body and pushing it against yours, her warmth pouring through and spreading all over your body. One of her hands moves over to her tiny breasts and starts fondling them, pinching her now-erect nipples which were visible through the fabric of her dress. Her other hand is placed on your lower abdomen and used to support herself. As her juices start to overflow, lewd noises fill the alleyway.

"I-I'll take responsibility t-too." She says while panting and moves her hand from your abdomen to your twitching cock, her warm, sweaty palm embracing it with care. Each of her touches sends shivers up your spine as you are filled with pleasure from your dick, her clumsy movements greatly stimulating you.

She continues moving up, down, back and forth at a stable pace, her panting growing heavier and heavier as time goes by. You move one of your hands away from her thighs, which were completely soaked in juices, and towards her butthole. You start lubing it up and teasing around the entrance.

Annie feels the cold, wet and unfamiliar sensation on her butt. "W-what are you doin---Ahhhhhh!" Before she manages to finish her sentence you thrust your finger inside her poohole a knuckle deep and start twisting it around. "B-b-but it's dirty there!" She exclaims but was unable to deny the pleasure she was feeling. You felt an urge starting to swell up in your abdomen, you were getting close.

Annie accelerates her pace. "I-I'm almost there!" She moans, her hand gripping your cock tightly. Her free hand moves over to her clit and starts teasing it as her moans turn into screams. At that moment she lets out a final scream and is filled with utter bliss, exploding from the pleasure into a massive orgasm, cum gushing from her nethers. It fills your mouth and overflows, completely soaking your face.

At that moment you cannot hold it in any longer. With a final twitch, your cock erupts into a volcano of cum, shooting out endless strands of the thick, hot liquid, completely covering Annie's hand. She moves it over to her mouth and scoops it up with her tongue before swallowing it.

You both cuddle, basking in your afterglow. She moves up to your lips and gives you a kiss before collapsing. You place her head on your chest and hold her close, smiling at her sleeping face. She was really tired and you could tell. She softly whispers two words, barely audible, but you clearly hear them. "Thank you."