Talon is a proper Noxian

Quinn rocked across the ground, lost to the world as Talon thrust himself roughly into her, lewd fluids sliding down the thighs of the proud Demacian as Talon had his way with her, or so it seemed. "...Only the strong may survive, in our great city..." Talon continued on, unfazed by the woman moaning and drooling on the ground in front of him. "Even from my youngest days, I understood- if I was not strong, I would not survive." absently slapping her ass, the girl yelped absently, as he drove himself deeper into her, with short rough thrusts. "At first, I had to steal to survive.. but soon, I needed to survive to steal." Pressing his thumb into her ass a little, he began to take broader thrusts, his other hand raised in front of him dramatically. "My spineless deeds attracted the strong who were willing to stop me- and to continue stealing to survive, I needed to be stronger than them!" slicing his hand through the air as he thrust even more vigorously, "I cut them down- my pursuers, they were not strong enough to stop me, so I lived to steal another day.. through my own strength I persisted, such is life in Noxus!"
Leaning forward atop her, he put his hands on the ground in front of him, beginning to do pushups as he rhythmically thrust into her overused pussy. "When the General finally captured me, he showed me his strength- his spirit! The potency of his devotion to Noxus... incredible!" Agilely kicking his legs under Quinn's and changing positions, the woman found herself on top, splayed atop the man as he began doing situps. With each completed situp, the woman would bounce atop him, feeling his cock slide just a bit deeper each time. Hitting her climax again, Quinn shook wildly before sliding off of him her body continuing to shake and shiver while a lewd pool of her juices spilled out onto the ground in front of her.

Walking away as if the scene had never unfolded, Talon remarked to himself while clutching his hand over his heart "My general.. I miss you."