Garen flashed out of the brush and silenced her, tearing through her thin, tight clothing with naught but a single slash of his mighty sword. There; a mighty roar of "DEMACIA!", and she was on the ground, blown back from the sheer force of his voice. Her valiant attempt at stopping the Might of Demacia was but in Vayne.
Garen jumped on top of overwhelmed Riven, now, shouting at her with every single thrust. "This is revenge for my sister, Lux!" shouted Garen, slapping her across the face as he did so. The suddenness of the slap brought her back to reality, it seemed, for the moment, if only slightly. "Please," she begged in between moans of agony as much as pleasure, "Stop...I beg of you!" Garen's Judgement now reigned down in full force. "She begged you to stop as well, Noxian scum--" "Ugh!"Riven had emitted a sudden burst of energy in the form of a shout, causing but a pause in his vocal assault; "And you struck her down all the same! What hideous power you hold in your runic blade, and for what injustice you use it for!"
"Kiah!" Riven again shouted, stopping Garen long enough for her to roll to safety. Garen leaped from the ground, breaking a Frozen Mallet upon her back as she got up. She came crashing to the ground, falling into a brush. The softer flesh of Riven was no match for the cold, solid ice of the hammer. Her spine shattered and her ribcage seperated. Riven puked up blood and bone in equal amounts. Garen once again set upon her as her lungs filled with blood. Her unfocused eyes gazed at her assailant as he set upon her again. "No longer shall you shout, vile scourge, and no longer shall Lux's screams echo in my ears!" Garen thrusted faster and faster into a limp Riven. Without delay, he shouted, "In the King's name!" and came, striking deep into her womb.
Riven closed her eyes as the image of Garen's gigantic sword filled her thoughts and being. The sensation of fullness caused her to puke again, but, no longer under the continued assault of Garen, she found a moment of clarity--she coughed up some blood from her lungs, freeing her to speak. "The time for talk is over!" A now spent Garen looked at her as she hopped into the air. There was a distinct crackling sound as the shards of her spine reforged themselves.
She picked up her sword, whole again, and struck him in the gut with her ECLS2, her sidearm, leaving a gaping wound that not even the Might of Demacia could perservere through. The tip broke off inside of him wherein it continued to cause him injury. She focused for a second and let out a fierce shockwave of energy from her blade as she recited a line from her training: "Violence to end violence..."
As the power of her inner flame eked out from such a gigantic discharge of power, she kneeled on the ground, crying, as if from a flashback. "So much death...If only...if only..."
I dunno about the "transparent pussy" effect though. Do we really need to see the head of Garen's cock inside her?
she's so fucking beautiful
imokaywiththis
Garen flashed out of the brush and silenced her, tearing through her thin, tight clothing with naught but a single slash of his mighty sword. There; a mighty roar of "DEMACIA!", and she was on the ground, blown back from the sheer force of his voice. Her valiant attempt at stopping the Might of Demacia was but in Vayne.
Garen jumped on top of overwhelmed Riven, now, shouting at her with every single thrust. "This is revenge for my sister, Lux!" shouted Garen, slapping her across the face as he did so. The suddenness of the slap brought her back to reality, it seemed, for the moment, if only slightly. "Please," she begged in between moans of agony as much as pleasure, "Stop...I beg of you!" Garen's Judgement now reigned down in full force. "She begged you to stop as well, Noxian scum--" "Ugh!"Riven had emitted a sudden burst of energy in the form of a shout, causing but a pause in his vocal assault; "And you struck her down all the same! What hideous power you hold in your runic blade, and for what injustice you use it for!"
"Kiah!" Riven again shouted, stopping Garen long enough for her to roll to safety. Garen leaped from the ground, breaking a Frozen Mallet upon her back as she got up. She came crashing to the ground, falling into a brush. The softer flesh of Riven was no match for the cold, solid ice of the hammer. Her spine shattered and her ribcage seperated. Riven puked up blood and bone in equal amounts. Garen once again set upon her as her lungs filled with blood. Her unfocused eyes gazed at her assailant as he set upon her again. "No longer shall you shout, vile scourge, and no longer shall Lux's screams echo in my ears!" Garen thrusted faster and faster into a limp Riven. Without delay, he shouted, "In the King's name!" and came, striking deep into her womb.
Riven closed her eyes as the image of Garen's gigantic sword filled her thoughts and being. The sensation of fullness caused her to puke again, but, no longer under the continued assault of Garen, she found a moment of clarity--she coughed up some blood from her lungs, freeing her to speak. "The time for talk is over!" A now spent Garen looked at her as she hopped into the air. There was a distinct crackling sound as the shards of her spine reforged themselves.
She picked up her sword, whole again, and struck him in the gut with her ECLS2, her sidearm, leaving a gaping wound that not even the Might of Demacia could perservere through. The tip broke off inside of him wherein it continued to cause him injury. She focused for a second and let out a fierce shockwave of energy from her blade as she recited a line from her training: "Violence to end violence..."
As the power of her inner flame eked out from such a gigantic discharge of power, she kneeled on the ground, crying, as if from a flashback. "So much death...If only...if only..."
Thus died Garen.