All across Runeterra the light of the Blood Moon filled the sky. For the Ionians it was a time of celebration; a time of festivities in reverence of the spirits that graced their ancient lands. For Noxians it was said to be an ill omen, with generals and foot soldiers alike doing everything in their power to avoid combat under its crimson light. For two shy and gentle women however, the curious ember-like glow of the moon afforded a chance to get away and spend some well needed alone time together. As the job of the Star Guardians was one of peril and a need for constant vigilance, the two members had scarce little free time. But, with an influx of new members Soraka and Neeko had been able to slip away unnoticed for the evening for a moonlight picnic below the stars.

Soraka had been apprehensive at first of pursuing a relationship, after all she had no idea how their leader Lux might react to two Star Guardians dating. For the moment however, their romance remained a secretive endeavor for both women to indulge in whenever they found ample privacy. This particular date had been planned for weeks now: deciding on the ideal location, what foods and drinks to bring and what their excuse would be were their leader to discover their absence. In the end they decided on a pleasantly sheltered hilltop overlooking the city of Piltover. With a semi circle of trees around them they were safe from prying eyes, with a clear line of sight of the city in the distance, affording them a spectacular view of both the fireworks of the city's celebration and the moon itself shining just above it. On the lush grass of the clearing the pair had laid a soft checkered blanket upon which they now sat, a wicker basket open between them.

"Neeko thinks fireworks will start soon! Ka-blooey, choo-choo-shoom!" The excitable chameleon babbled nervously, pantomiming large elaborate explosions with her hands. This prompted a gentle giggled from her green haired companion, sat with her legs to the side and her cheeks as red as the moon above them. Neeko laughed too, trailing off into an uncomfortable silence as she pressed her fingertips together, struggling to alleviate the tension in the air. This was their first proper date and the longest they'd been able to spend privately with one another. Of course they'd chatted back and forth every spare moment they got, even sneaking a few delicate kisses here and there when the other guardians weren't looking, but never anything so intimate as their current situation.

"I hope they're half as colourful as you are" Soraka remarked, a sweet smile upon her lips as she looked to her friend. Neeko smiled back, her cheeks quickly turning a shade of rosy red much like Soraka's. She'd never considered dating anyone, let alone a colleague, before meeting Neeko for the first time. The woman was unique even among Star Guardians, both in her looks and her manner of speaking. But though she was indeed incredibly pretty, it was her personality that had made the healer fall head over heels for her. Curious, cheerful and easily excitable; time spent with the shapeshifter was time spent laughing and smiling. For Neeko however, her interest in the emerald haired woman was much more carnal…

Neeko's ability to change forms was well known across the galaxy and was firmly established within the Guardians as an invaluable asset for both stealth and infiltration missions. It was often the case that Neeko would single handedly prevent conflicts before they even started by obtaining information from suspicious groups or even calling off attacks by impersonating high ranking members of opposing forces. Despite it's tremendous tactical application, Neeko also used this ability just as often in her downtime as she did on the job. With the capacity to mimic her teammates, a lot of whom were very attractive women, came the ability to view them without their uniforms on. The curious chameleon had spent many nights examining her coworker's bodies in front of the mirror in various states of undress, before eventually her excitement at the taboo activity got the best of her and she took their forms whilst completely naked. She enjoyed a great many of the Star Guardian's appearances, spending hours at a time pleasuring herself in front of the mirror whilst mimicking Miss Fortune, Ahri and even their leader Lux. Despite the countiful array of attractive coworkers to choose from, It was Soraka's curvy form that had piqued her interest the most.

Neeko, as was common for most who appreciated the female form in a sexual manner, found certain feminine features more desirable than others. For example: were she particularly fond of breasts, she would have undoubtedly pursued the large busted gunslinger. Had the chameleon harboured a fondness for thighs, Syndra would have no doubt been the object of her affection. It was her desire and appreciation for a shapely rear however, that drew her to Soraka. The support was gorgeous in her own right, and decently endowed when it came to her breasts too, but her ass was by far the juiciest of the Star Guardians. Neeko had spent more nights than she could reasonably count admiring it in the mirror as she donned the healer's form, finding no angle from which the woman's ass didn't look immaculate and good enough to eat. However, even after many long nights of finger-fucking herself into a quivering mess laid out before her mirror watching the perfect copy of her friend in the reflection, it was Soraka who had approached her and asked her out first.

Though Neeko's more salacious activities were unknown to the horned woman, the chameleon had not exactly been subtle about her interest in Soraka whilst in public. Whether it was from across the dining hall or as the dust settled on a battlefield, the healer had noticed Neeko looking at her. Soraka, being the gentle and friendly presence she was, always smiled sweetly whenever she caught her gaze. Despite the chameleon blushing and shying away each time, it didn't take long for the horned woman to realise what the timid yet longing looks in her direction meant. At first Soraka found it nothing more than endearing, never having entertained the thought of dating a fellow guardian, let alone another woman. But as the weather grew colder on the Star Guardian homeworld, and the threats needing attention diminished leaving plenty of alone time, the horned woman grew curious. All it took was for the healer to sit beside Neeko during breakfast, get to talking, and before the sun had even set the pair had retired to Soraka's room and were passionately exploring each other's tongues in a deep messy kiss.

Ever since that day, their relationship never seemed to progress much further than intense and extremely heated exchanges of saliva, with curious hands squeezing and caressing each others curves here and there. As eager as Neeko was to take their relationship to the next level, and to taste more than just the woman's tongue, Soraka had insisted on waiting for their first official date before doing anything further. It didn't matter how soaked her panties got from Neeko's steamy make out sessions, or how loud the chameleon moaned whilst straddling and slowly grinding herself against her leg leaving her thigh highs damp to the touch; Soraka wanted her first time to be special. Just as Neeko opened her mouth to try and break the silence, a flash of bright purple light like amethyst exploded over the horizon marking the start of the fireworks display. As the colourful display lit up the countryside, the faint cheers of the city's citizens in the distance, Neeko crept her fingers along the blanket before meeting Soraka's soft skin. The pair held hands and watched in wonder at the spectacle before them.

Soraka watched the fiery flower-like shapes burst above the silhouetted city for a few moments, her mouth open in awe, before turning her attention to her companion. She couldn't help but grin as she noticed the Chameleon's hair change colour to mimic whatever the most recent firework's colour had been, changing from red to lilac to dark green with amber flecks. The adorable reaction pulled at her heartstrings, overtaken for a desire to get closer to her love interest. With graceful movements, Soraka was able to move the picnic basket out of the way and scoot closer towards the Oovi'kat without her noticing. By the time Neeko perceived any movement it was far too late and the horned woman descended upon her cheek with a delicate loving kiss. Neeko blushed hard, a joyful warmth emanating throughout her body as Soraka affectionately hugged her arm.

"Are you making your hair change colour on purpose?" She inquired, observing the reflection of the fireworks in her big curious eyes, noting her hair change once more to a vibrant shade of orange. Neeko blinked for a moment struggling to understand what she was referring to, before realising the excitement of the fireworks must have captured her attention.

"Oh, no. Neeko does not do that on purpose! Sometimes Neeko changes to be more like pretty things she likes" She admitted sheepishly, struggling to hold her date's gaze as she remembered all the times she'd had to consciously stop her hair from turning a deep green colour in Soraka's presence. Feeling self conscious, the chameleon made a deliberate effort to focus and subsequently the vibrant orange melted away into the tomato-like red hue of her natural hair colour. Soraka pouted, not intending to cause the girl to feel shy.

"I just thought it was cute" Soraka cooed in a soft and reassuring tone, nuzzling her cheek gently against her companion's and squeezing her arm gently. Another burst of intense pink light sounded out over the distant city, and the healer was pleased to see her love interest's hair change to match it. The pair watched the fireworks for a few moments longer, enjoying each other's embrace, before the frustrations of having so little privacy so far in their relationship began to bubble to the surface.

Soraka kissed Neeko's cheek softly, her lips lingering for a moment before kissing her again and again. Neeko made cute squeaking noises as her companion's lips danced across her face, feeling her heart flutter in her chest in response to the onslaught of affection. The healer's lips lingered just a moment longer than before, prompting the chameleon to turn her head slightly to face her, urged on by desire and longing. The moment her head had turned Soraka practically leapt upon her; her lips finding their way Neeko's and parting them immediately, letting go of the woman's arm and wrapping them around her neck holding her close. The kiss was immediately passionate, with the tip of the horned woman's tongue gingerly moving against Neeko's, a satisfied moan in response to the familiar taste as her wings fluttered behind her.

Though the display of fluorescent explosives raged onwards in the night sky below the striking crimson heavenly body, the lovers no longer paid them any attention. Soraka's desire for skin-to-skin contact had overtaken the pair's balance, resulting in the emerald haired woman pushing Neeko down against the blanket and straddling her as their kiss grew deeper and more passionate. Their tongues were locked in a sensual ballet, twirling and leaping against each other accompanied by the soft muffled moans of the passion starved lovers. As Soraka's feathery angelic wings fluttered from her hips absentmindedly, Neeko's tail snaked around her waist pulling her tight against herself as the messy kiss continued. The healer broke the kiss for a moment to catch her breath, far too consumed in the passion to remember she could simply breathe through her nose, staring down with wide loving eyes at her partner. As the women professed their love for one another, laying in each other's embrace, their tender love-filled words and the distant boom of fireworks obscured the sound of a stick breaking just beyond the treeline.

Having caught her breath, both women unable to believe just how lucky they were to have finally found some privacy, their lips locked together once more. The passion and excitement of making out was something familiar to them both however, and Neeko was eager to explore more than just her lips. She locked her arms around her partner's neck, holding the woman close and infatuated by how soft her hair felt against her arms as she snaked her tail down from the healer's waist to her thighs. Though Soraka's lower legs might have been off putting to some due to her cloven feet, this was nothing that bothered Neeko who lived and breathed for anything unique. The woman's thighs however were universally admired, which Neeko now caressed with the tip of her long pink tail. As pale as snow and deliciously thick, the short light blue dress she wore afforded a sizable window of her near perfect curves, something Neeko had caught even other members of the Star Guardians sneaking a peek at. The shapeshifter curled her tail around one of her soft plump thighs, rubbing the tip gingerly against the Star Guardian's steadily dampening panties; thankful that just for tonight they were alone. Or so she thought.

Unbeknownst to the Guardians steadily succumbing to lust, their passionate exchange of saliva barely concealing the moans of pleasure from Soraka at the friction her lover's tail provided, they were being watched. Hidden out of sight, a masked face peered at the tangled women with intrigue from around one of the trees surrounding the clearing. She had already knocked an arrow; the large purple specter of wolf lurking menacingly in the shadows behind her. As Soraka moaned out lustfully once more, her back quivering with pleasure as Neeko gently kissed at her sensitive neck, Wolf's head turned in confusion as his ears perked up.

"Why does she call out? Is she injured?" Wolf asked in annoyance, knowing that injured prey offered little opportunity for him to chase them. Lamb seemed not to acknowledge the question however, loosening the taut bowstring slowly and allowing the ethereal arrow to dissipate into nothing as she sighed. Herself and wolf had been hunting Soraka for decades now, wanting to remind the celestial that even gods meet death in the end. Watching the women before her moan and kiss, their curvy frames grinding and groping each other, it filled her with a hunger she'd not experienced for years. As she watched, she found herself moving the frame of the bow between her legs, stifling a moan under her breath as the wood rubbed against her sensitive clit. She caught herself before her movements became too obvious, wanting to enjoy the spectacle but not comfortable in the company of Wolf while she did so.

"Yes dear wolf, this one is terribly, terribly injured." Lamb lied, fighting hard to take her eyes off of the passionate lovers so she could turn and face her kindred spirit. Wolf growled softly before emitting a small whimpering sound. She knew just how much he loved to chase their prey and therefore just how to manipulate this to get some alone time.

"This one will be no fun for you, dear wolf. Lamb can tend to this creature alone. Why don't you go for a hunt in the meantime?" The woman suggested, desperately trying to hold eye contact with her companion and not turn to look at the source of the sweet lustful noises sounding out from behind her. A bead of sweat dripped down her forehead, thankfully concealed by her mask, as her desperation and desire to pleasure herself grew stronger with each passing moment. She bit her lip, silently willing Wolf to take the bait. Though Wolf found it abnormal that she would want to be parted with him, a hunt was something he could not turn down. Besides, they had seen a squirrel whilst tracking Soraka that Wolf had pleaded and begged Lamb to chase, attempting to convince her that if they named the squirrel Soraka then surely it would be Ok to kill it next. If Lamb weren't with him, there would be no one to tell him no…

"Ok, I'll meet you later!" Wolf shouted excitedly, his voice trailing off out of earshot as he dashed through the forest back in the direction they had come. Lamb was a little surprised he had been so easy to convince to part from her, but thankful for some solitude she slid down against the base of the tree she was leaned against and parted her legs. Leaning to the side to peer around the tree so that she could watch the women whilst staying safely hidden, her pale fingers made their way inside of her hot wet hole, moaning out a quiet "fuck" as she began to pleasure herself for the first time in months.

Soraka was still straddling Neeko, her eyes shut tight and her cheeks a deep crimson as she covered her mouth with her hands trying to muffle her moans. The chameleon's tail had slid beneath the fabric of her now soaked panties and was now rubbing against her entrance. The small stars studded along the length of her tail made her shiver with pleasure every time they moved past her clit, her lover's tail becoming steadily more soaked in her nectar with every movement. Neeko stared up at the beautiful blushing woman with hungry eyes as she continued rubbing her tail back and forth, desperate to taste the mess that now clung to it. Though she was able to assume the horned woman's form, her taste was something she could not replicate, always finding her own familiar taste when she licked her fingers clean after her near nightly masturbation sessions. From how pretty and sweet the woman's personality was, Neeko couldn't help but fantasize that she tasted much the same. For now however, she was satisfied to make her moan.

Without warning, Neeko slid the tip of her tail inside of Soraka, prompting a surprised whimper from the healer as she bit her bottom lip and her thighs trembled. Mesmerized by the painfully cute sounds escaping her lover's lips, Neeko moved her hands to Soraka's breasts and cupped them eagerly. She'd felt them before, sure, when their make-out sessions had gotten a bit handsy. But she wondered if she could feel them without the delicate fabric of her dress covering them. Losing her nerve slightly, not wanting to take things too fast, she simply held her hands against her breasts and squeezed gently as she pushed her tail a little deeper. To her surprise, as Soraka moaned aloud once more, her hands left her face and gripped the chameleon's wrists. She pulled her hands off of her bust and for a moment a flash of fear crosses Neeko's mind, scared she had been too hasty and scared her off. Her fear turned to fascination however, as Soraka released her wrists and pulled down the fabric of her dress to reveal ample pale bossom. Neeko had just enough time to register that her delicate pink nipples were fully erect, before Soraka gripped her hands and moved them back up to her breasts.

"They're yours to p-play with" Soraka cooed, trying to use a sexy and husky tone but finding it to come out much more like a desperate plea, unable to think straight with Neeko's tail inside of her. Though Neeko had been the one lusting over Soraka, the past few nights the healer had found herself soaking wet every time their date crossed her mind. She had tried to contain her excitement, tried to maintain her modesty, but faced with the chance to finally explore her girlfriend's body lust has quickly gotten the best of her. She rocked her hips backwards, whimpering a 'please' as she looked longingly down at the colourful woman below her, wanting to feel her tail deeper inside. Neeko happily obliged, perhaps a little too eagerly as she pushed her tail deeper with the healer's lips stretching as the star-shaped ridges moved into her, the tip of her tail quickly meeting her cervix.

From her vantage point just outside of the clearing, Kindred watched in lustfully fascination as the lizard girl fucked Soraka with her tail. Even from this distance, between the distant sound of fireworks still bursting over the horizon, she could hear the wet and messy sound of her tail as it moved in and out of her soaked pussy. Lamb was knuckles deep inside of herself, two slender digits curled upwards to press against her G-spot as she bit against her hand to force herself not to moan. Her clear syrupy mess was dripping steadily from her fingers onto the moss covered ground below, having already climaxed twice from watching these two go at it. They both looked soft and delicious, drool dripping steadily from her hand down her wrist as she watched Soraka's mess drip down the chameleon's tail. She wanted to pin Soraka down and lap up her nectar, she wanted to feel the woman's notched tail stretching her out, but for now… She bit her hand harder than before, stifling a pleasured whimper as her thighs trembled sending a few messy drops of lust onto the forest floor below. For now, she was content just to watch.

After groping and steadily fucking the woman above her with her tail for several minutes, conscious of the mess dripping down her tail as Soraka neared her first climax, she was caught off guard by the woman lowering herself to lie atop her properly. Neeko removed her hands from her girlfriend's breasts, pleased to find her face smothered between them as the winged woman rocked her hips back and forth against Neeko's now stationary tail. As she fucked herself against her appendage, her tits bounced back and forth against the chameleon's face who felt lust burning between her thighs at this new experience. She opened her mouth, deftly catching one of the horned woman's breasts in her mouth, suckling eagerly at her hard nipple. The combined stimuli of the woman's smooth tail stretching out her walls and her warm tongue caressing her sensitive breast was enough to push her over the edge, slipping into a messy shuddering orgasm as her sweet moans permeated the night air. Neeko could feel Soraka's walls clamp down on and pulse against her tail, wondering just how good this sensation would feel against her tongue instead. She continued suckling and licking her nipple gently as the healer slowly rocked to a stop, panting as she came down from her orgasm.

"Neeko thinks you enjoyed that very much" The shapeshifter teased, letting go of the woman's breast leaving her nipple coated in saliva. Soraka sat herself up slowly, shyly nodding as she doubted she had the strength to speak just yet. Neeko beamed up at her, love bubbling in her chest at having pleasured someone so pretty and so very cute. Just as Neeko opened her mouth to talk again, she was surprised to see Soraka's expression change to shame as she suddenly covered her mouth with her hands. Her heart sank, assuming the worst, that she had just been experimenting and had discovered she wasn't really into women. What she did next only confused Neeko further however, as she clambered off of her with a sweet girlish giggle. Neeko sat up to see what she was doing, only to get pushed back down against the blanket as Soraka gingerly gripped her thighs, spreading them open and moving between them. Soraka was laid down on her stomach, her face currently resting against Neeko's stomach as she looked up at her with wide guilty eyes.

"I'm so sorry that was really selfish of me! Oh you must have been so bored getting no pleasure yourself you poor thing, here, let me take care of you" Soraka cooed, clearly somewhat flustered as her feathered wings ruffled against her back. Bored? How could anyone be bored while being lewd with her? Neeko tilted her head to the side, a slight smile appearing on her face as she realised Soraka must be as selfless whilst love-making as she was on the battlefield. Before Neeko could quell her worries and reassure her that yes, she had in fact enjoyed sucking on her breasts and exploring her wet warmth with her tail, only the top of her head along with her horn was now visible. The chameleon arched her back and moaned in surprise as Soraka adjusted her grip on her sensitive thighs, anticipating what came next, faintly aware of the splashes of colour adorning the night sky to her side.

Soraka gulped as she took in the sight before her. Beneath Neeko's tomato red skirt she found no panties or shorts to speak of, instead met with the sight of her lover's shaved glistening lips. She was dripping steadily, her inner thighs damp to the touch causing Soraka's heart to skip a beat. Her pink lips shined in the moonlight as the healer wasted no time in slipping her tongue between them. Neeko squirmed and moaned once more, reaching down and gripping her lover's horn to pull her deeper as she felt her warm dexterous tongue push inside of her. Soraka moaned too, the girl's pleasant warm mess coating her tongue where it was eagerly swallowed, the delicate feminine taste quickly reigniting the excitement between her thighs. She had never tasted another woman's lust before. In fact she had only sampled her own lust once a very long time ago after getting particularly frisky with her hairbrush. She had tasted sweet and the flavour turned her on fiercely, but she had been racked with shame at performing such a perverse action and had not done it since. But now, as she pushed her face against Neeko's crotch in an attempt to push her tongue deeper still into her hot drenched hole, she thought about experiencing that taste again.

Try as she might, as her tongue delved deeper and moved up and out to her lover's sensitive clit, she found it hard to hold Neeko's trembling and spasming thighs still. The chameleon had a solution however, even as she lay drooling and moaning out from the pleasure, her mind clouded with lust. She reached down, taking Soraka's hands in her own, interlocking their fingers either side of her ass as she crossed her legs against the angelic woman's back. Her toes curled and her back arched fiercely as the healer suckled on her love-bud, squeezing Soraka's hands unintentionally hard as she climaxed intensely. Just at that moment a large cluster of explosions lit up the light sky a rich peach colour, illuminating them both in their light, before the pastel sparkles died down marking the end of the city's celebration. There was an audible round of applause and cheering from the distant city, making both women giggle at the coincidental timing of it.

Soraka clambered up atop Neeko once more, beaming down at her with her face glistening with her lover's mess, eager to know just how well she'd done for her first time. The chameleon held her face in her hands, looking at her lovingly for a moment, before slowly and lustfully beginning to clean her face with her tongue. This surprising action turned the healer on fiercely, immediately beginning to grind herself against Neeko's thigh as the woman's warm tongue lapped up her own mess. The moment the shapeshifter's tongue passed over her lips, Soraka responded in kind and soon enough the pair were lost in a deep and very messy kiss once more. For Neeko the taste of her own nectar was nothing new, but tasting it off of her lover's tongue made it taste sweeter somehow. The chameleon reached down as the kiss increased in passion, gripping Soraka's immaculate pillow like ass in her hands prompting a soft albeit muffled moan of approval. She squeezed eagerly, amazed to feel her soft flesh spill between her fingers, feeling as soft as silk against her skin. Just as Neeko was about to bring her still mess covered tail up to Soraka's shapely rear, there was a whistling sound overhead instead of the echoing sound of fireworks.

Neeko squeaked as an arrow embedded itself in the ground a few inches beside her, sitting up and hugging Soraka close as they both turned to face the curvy pale figure sauntering out from the treeline.

"My my, that was quite the show. Mind if I join in?" She asked, an excited smirk visible beneath her mask.