Warding With Soraka

>Soraka is supporting Miss Fortune. Miss Fortune goes back to base to spend her gold, but Soraka decides to stay behind and do some warding
>When she goes to ward the river though, she trips and falls flat on her backside. As she tries to regain her footing, rubbing her sore bottom, she finds herself face to face with the enemy Alistar. She tries to scramble backwards, but slips and falls in the water again.
>"P-please don't stomp my ward!" she says, as Alistar steps forwards. "I'll do anything!" Alistar stops and looks at her.
>"Anything?" he asks, and it is only then that she sees that his loincloth is shifting aside, revealing the massive shaft beneath. She stares at it, both terrified and amazed. Alistar laughs and pulls it aside. Before she can react, it's head is mere inches from her lips. She gingerly reaches out to touch it, and feels it pulse in her hands. Then he swiftly pins her hands against the river wall and thrusts forwards. Her lips part swiftly against his battering ram, and he steadily shoves his cock further and further down her throat. She chokes a bit, but soon she learns to breathe through her nose. Her jaw stretches, and finally she feels the head bumping against the back of her throat
>Soon Alistar is fucking her face wildly, slamming in and out of her throat with reckless abandon. After what feels like an eternity, he pulls free with a loud pop, allowing her to gasp for air. Then, he pastes her with his thick mino-seed. She gasps in surprise, the think spunk soaking her, covering her body and splashing into her mouth. She finds the taste intoxicating, and start mindlessly slurping it up. Alistar watches in amusement.
>"T-thanks for not stomping my ward. I-if you don't tell anybody about this, then maybe next time I need to ward we could do it again," she says, trying to hide her eagerness. Alistar agrees and leaves her to clean up. Engrossed as she is licking his cum off her dress, she doesn't see the Stealth Ward he planted.
>After Soraka has removed her dress to better clean it, she hears a strange, tinkly laugh somewhere behind her. Spinning around, she find herself face-to-face with The Kindred. "She seems to be in distress Wolf," says Lamb. "What is that dripping between her legs?"
>"Whore juice Lamb. She's in heat!" growls Wolf. Soraka cowers backwards, unsure of what to do. Lamb looks at her quizzically.
>"Don't be frightened, Healer. We're not hear to hurt you," she says, slowly walking closer. "Wolf, stop scaring her. She's trembling,"
>"She's trembling because she's in heat Lamb! We should play with her!" Despite herself, Soraka feels a warm sensation spreading through her belly when she hears this. Alistars thick cum is muddling her mind. Unbidden, she slumps to the ground, her legs splayed. "See? She's ready for us Lamb!" Rub yourself against her!"
>Cautiously, Lamb steps over Soraka, giving her a clear view of her own sex. Goaded on by Wolf, who now hovers behind Soraka, Lamb presses her own warm pussy against Soraka's, then begins to experimentally rub against her. Still sensitive, Soraka moans. "She loves it Lamb! Rub harder!" Lamb begins to frot in earnest, Soraka bucking her hips. Wolf, meanwhile, begins to lick. He kisses her with her tongue, shoving it down her throat. She eagerly sucks on it. He then withdraws and laps at her breasts, then settles behind her and Lamb, lapping hungrily at their mingled pussies. Soraka gasps as his tongue brushes against her rectum, flushing with embarrassment.
>With all the attention they're getting, it's not long before both Lamb and Soraka cum. Their bodies go rigid and they both moan, Soraka actually screaming with pleasure while Lamb makes a soft sigh of contentment. There mingled juices drip downwards onto their bellies as they flop to the ground, and Wolf quickly licks them both clean. "Here Healer, a gift" says Lamb, pushing her pussy to Soraka's lips. Soraka accepts the juicy kiss, and watches as Kindred hops off.
>Soraka sits slumped in the river, still trying to get clean. She manages to pull on her dress, but by now it's quite torn and doesn't cover her. Sighing, she begins to walk back to lane.
>As she does so, she bumps directly into Draven. "What the hell!?" he shouts, dropping and axe. He whirls to face her, only to halt in confusion when he sees her state. "Well well well," he says, circling her hungrily. He reaches out with one hand and gives her a smack on the ass, causing her to yelp. "Looks like somebody's been having fun." She looks him in the eyes, seeing the hunger in them. She felt herself begin to drip again, and she stands helpless before him.
>"Well, looks like you're just as excited as I am!" he says. Taking her by the hand, he guides her over to the bushes. She doesn't resist, instead rubbing helplessly at her steaming sex in anticipation. He pulls her dress off and spreads her legs, grinning widely as he sees how damp she is. He pulls out his shaft and without further ceremony plunges home.
>Soraka bleats with surprise as he rams into her warm pussy, and locks her hooves behind his back. "Ooh, you're thirsty for it!" he cries, bucking wildly into her. She continues to moan and buck against him, feeling herself clamp tightly around his shaft. He compliments her on her performance, calling her a delicious Heal-slut. She blushes at this.
>He stands as he fucks her, shoving her head back into the dirt with every thrust. She moans in lewd pleasure at the degradation of it, finding herself begging for more. He obliges her.
>Finally, after he makes her come again, he thrusts deep into her then pulls out, flooding her pussy with cum the spattering it on her face. She moans whorishly, still playing with herself as he dresses. "My, you are a slut," he says. "Now wait here, and you'll get a present!" as he walks away, she here's the tell-tale sound of a teleport spell..