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Fizz felt a little bad about using something like what he held in his hands. To an unsuspecting person, they looked like plain berries. But they really housed a powerful, intense aphrodisiac. Teemo really knew what he was doing when it came to poisons and adjacent substances, so he wasn't surprised the horny little yordle knew about aphrodisiac as well. His target was maybe a little... questionable. Gnar was young, clueless, and spoke only an ancient language. But even so, Fizz found that innocence and his cute, fuzzy self incredibly enticing.

He lived with Rengar, but seemed to go wherever he pleased. Fizz had invited him to a beach near Rengar's jungle hut, but wasn't quite sure how well the young yordle understood him. Fizz lay on the beach, daydreaming about what Gnar may do with the aphrodisiac. He was nearly feral already, so he wondered what something that made you succumb to such a base instinct would do to him.

He was starting to think he should've gone to get Gnar himself before he heard a familiar shout, and opened his eyes to see the excitable little yordle bouncing up towards him. Fizz's eyes were trained on his loincloth, which bounced up with every little jump as he walked. His package was so small and cute. He was still young after all.

Gnar finally made it to him, jumping into his arms as Fizz stood up. Fizz squeezed him against his chest, grinning down at him.

"Gnar! You made it!" Fizz shouted.

Gnar smiled upon recognizing his name, repeating it back to Fizz. "Gnar!!!" His shrill voice was still cute to Fizz, even though he's known him so long.

Fizz set him down, and produced the bowl of berries he had resting on the shore.

"For you, Gnar. I got these and thought you might like them!"

Gnar loved berries, and even though he didn't recognize the type of berries, he trusted Fizz. He gobbled them up in no time, letting out little content hums as the sweet berries filled his mouth with sweet juices.

Fizz watched him devour the entire bowl and waited. The last berry was gone, and for a few moments, Gnar seemed totally unchanged. That was, until his face turned bright red, and his loincloth hiked up.

Fizz smiled devilishly, walking closer to the drugged up, hopelessly aroused cub. Gnar had no idea what was going on. All he knew was he felt hot, and there was an uncomfortable stiffness between his legs. He looked up to Fizz, whimpering.

"Gn-Gnar?" He said, panting heavily.

"It's okay, let me help. I think I know what's going on..." Fizz said.

Fizz pulled his loincloth off, which would ordinarily embarrass Gnar, but in his hazy mindset, he didn't care. The cool air hitting his cock made him squeak, the tiny erection jumping and pulsing harder and harder.

Fizz admired it, throbbing in the open air like that. Humanoid in nature, the little uncut tip barely showed that pretty pink head. He wrapped his fingers around it, surrounding the ultra sensitive length in his slick, warm hand. He knew his aquatic skin would feel pleasant to the young yordle, and he was happy to feel him pulse within his grasp.

Gnar felt himself moving his hips, his body acting on instinct to thrust and grind his cock against the fish's hand. Gnar was panting and moaning out with every thrust. His inexperienced body had no idea how to handle the sensations he felt.

Fizz watched him, face red, breaths heavy and mixed with squeaky moans. His thrusts were desperate, clumsy bucks of his hips. He was surprised to feel something slick and warm against his hand, and looked down to see pre-cum pouring from the boy's tip. Curious, Fizz leaned down and swiped his tongue across the head to sample the taste. Gnar squealed, his cock jumping within his grasp as a thick spurt of pre-cum soaked his hand from the mere brush of his tongue.

Fizz suddenly had an idea. Even though he was close to popping a boner himself, it still remained within his slit. He pulled his hand away, laying on his back in the sand. Gnar whined, desperate for stimulation. Fizz beckoned him closer, pointing to the white lips of his genital slit.

"Gnar, just put it in there. It'll feel real good, okay?" Fizz said.

Gnar waddled over to him, confused, but after a few missed prods, his tip found Fizz's slit. He felt the pre smear against his lips as Gnar pushed his cock into him. He saw Gnar's body tense up, and suddenly, the boy clung to his body and moaned out louder than he had before. He could feel the trickle of pre-cum soaking into his own length, and was thankful Gnar was so small. He was steadily becoming more and more aroused.

Gnar began to relentlessly thrust his hips into his slit, his tiny balls slapping against the slit as his meager endowment slid and frotted against his own. All he could hear was breathless moans and cries of ecstasy as he bucked his hips on pure instinct. He saw his body tense up, then the cutest little cry of pleasure rang out as he came. It felt like it wouldn't stop, even though the shots were small. His young seed poured from his slit and dripped onto the sand, soaking Fizz's cock in his sticky seed. Gnar felt his dick suddenly be pushed away, and looked curiously between Fizz's legs.

Fizz's length slowly pushed free of its slit, dripping with Gnar's load. The prehensile, pink dick throbbed hard in the open air. Gnar had no idea what it was, but the berries' influence on him made him draw closer to it. He pressed his lips against the tip, swathing his tongue over it. Fizz gasped, his entire length throbbing against his little tongue as it swirled around his tip, cleaning it off in the process. Gnar wasn't put off by the taste it seemed, as he tried to fit a few more inches into his muzzle. Watching the cute little yordle go down between his legs so eagerly like that made Fizz throb hard within his maw, spilling some watery pre into his mouth. All he heard was a gulp, then groaned as another inch or so was pushed into his mouth.

That seemed to be the limit, but it was about half of his length. Even though Gnar could only bob his head on half of his dick, it felt heavenly to Fizz. He let him go at his own pace, and even though the motions were clumsy, the slick warmth surrounding his dick was steadily working him towards his own orgasm. He pulled Gnar off his dick, making the yordle look up at him with a questioning glance. Fizz worked his hand rapidly over his dick, stroking as fast as he could before he gasped and began to unload onto Gnar's face. Shot after shot, Fizz watched as he coated Gnar's face in his jizz as thick ropes of it fired from his tip. It dripped off his face onto the sand below, soaking his adorable, confused face before Fizz's orgasm finally died down.

Once he finally calmed down, he helped Gnar clean himself off with some of the sea water and waved as he walked back into the jungle. As Fizz returned to the ocean, he was grateful Gnar couldn't tell anyone about what they'd done and smiled to himself as he remembered the vivid image of Gnar's face dripping with his seed.