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Void Hunting

Rengar stalked silently through the woods, listening to every subtle sound. Nothing escaped the Pridestalkers hearing, from the largest deer to the smallest insect. Buzzing wings. Those sounds set his fur on edge, made his blood boil in anticipation of the hunt. The big hunt, the one that he had been waiting years for. Ever since he had been summoned by the League, and had learned that his nemesis had been pulled into it as well, he had waited, biding his time. He had the satisfaction of killing his enemy on the fields of battle, but he always came back, just as he himself had whenever he fell in battle. He had taken to stalking the woods, hoping to find the beast outside of the protection of the field, where he would be unable to return to life. He wished to finally claim his prize, to mount the beasts head within his den. He snarled softly, stepping on a dry twig by accident. Standing stock-still, Rengar waited and listened, hoping he had not been discovered. Other than the sounds of the forest, silence graced his sensitive ears. He closed his good eye, regaining his focus, before stalking off again.

Kha'zix pulled his scythe from his prey, watching the rabbit twitch as the last essence of life left its form. He tore into it, devouring fur, flesh, and bone. As he swallowed the last remnants, he sighed softly. "....not enough, never enough...." he hissed, still feeling dissatisfied. The Voidreaver had always been a bottomless pit when it came to food. Heck, to him, a whole human being was only a light snack. Initially annoyed by being pulled into the League, when he discovered that he would be able to eat all sorts of creatures to his hearts content was quite an enjoyable facet of the job. Especially when he discovered that his rival, the Pridestalker Rengar was part of the League. The two would immediately seek one another out, and proceed to beat each other senseless, eager to get the kill. The other Champions knew to avoid the two, letting them feud this out. Kha'zix had managed to kill Rengar on the fields of battle, but death was not permanent there. Kha'zix hungered. He hungered to catch Rengar off guards, away from the field where he could finally kill and consume his enemy, finally sate the eternal hunger. A snap. The sound of a dry twig breaking underfoot, and a distant growl. Kha'zix knew the sound well, the frustrated rumble of his enemy. A smirk creeped up the insects face as he slowly began to phase out of sight. "He won't even know what ate him....."

Rengar found the small patch of blood, with a deep pit in the center. He had seen this before. The mark of one of Kha'zix' kills. He immediately dialed up his senses, knowing the apex predator would already be attempting to lure him into a trap. He whipped around, having heard a dull thud behind him. Blade raised, he saw a small stone sitting on the ground. "KHA'ZIX, YOU'LL NEED TO TRY HARDER THAN THAT" Rengar bellowed, challenging the Voidreaver. He didn't have to wait long, the insect attempting to pounce him. Rengar kicked high, slamming the insect in the chest, but suffering a cut to his cheek. As the insect regained his footing, Rengar charged him, roaring. The hunt was on.

Kha'zix had to admit, he could understand his rivals joy in the hunt. As his scythes were deflected by Rengars blades, he attempted to plant his fangs into him. When this approach failed, he leapt back, taking to wing. Panting softly, watching his prey steel himself for anything, Kha'zix shivered, feeling the change throughout his form. He loved his ability to change, and let out a prideful roar as sharp spikes erupted from his back and shoulders. He began to fire them at Rengar, leaving his prey little to no time to think or relax. "FOOL!" Kha'zix shouted, having backed Rengar against a tree. The Pridestalker realized this all too late as the bite of three spikes embedding themselves into his flesh tore through him. One in each hand, and his right shoulder, pinning him to this tree. For one of the few times in his life, he felt fear. He felt weak, trapped and unable to move, to protect himself from the Voidreaver. Kha'zix landed slowly, savoring the moment, staring at his subdued nemesis. "I always know I would win...." he hissed softly, steeping up to Rengar. He raised one of his blades, caressing Rengars cheek with it, causing a small cut to form. Rengar snarled at him. "Bastard...this is a cowards way to end this." Kha'zix smiled, his sharp green eyes staring into Rengars single blue one. "Oh, I hadn't realized you were in a position to tell me these sort of things...." he whispered, digging his blade into the leather of Rengars armor. "I don't want any of this old dead stuff or metal....wouldn't want a stomach ache after eating something as delicious as you~" He quipped, slicing the armor away from Rengars form. The Pridestalker snarled, but there was nothing he could do as he was stripped nude by the insect, his smooth white furred form exposed to his nemesis. Kha'zix chuckled softly, letting the dull ends of one of his blades stroke over Rengars chest, trailing down his muscular stomach. "My my, aren't you a tasty piece of meat~" Kha'zix whispered, before continuing "now, why does your kind allow such sensitive material to be so exposed?" He lifted Rengars orbs, just barely probing his sheath with his blade. Rengar blushed and tensed up, feeling shame at allowing his enemy to get him in this condition. "Just kill me already....I'd rather not be molested by my prey" he whispered weakly, avoiding those piercing green eyes. "Ohhhh, there will be much more than poking my little treat, much much more~" Kha'zix said, slowly dropping down to his knees in front of his enemy. "You see, I had heard from Singed that your kind was just made of protein...but that you produced it as well...." Kha'zix hissed, letting his long, thin tongue stroke over Rengars sheath. Rengar tensed up, trying to keep himself from enjoying this. He wasn't able to hold out long, his long tapered and barbed member sliding out of his sheath due to the teasing strokes of Kha'zix' tongue. "You will feed me, whether you like it or not..." Kha'zix snarled, leaning up to wrap his mouth around Rengars member. The beastman gasped in pleasure, feeling the insects tongue coiling around his shaft. Despite trying his damnedest, Rengars body couldn't help but enjoy the sensation. He began to thrust slowly into Kha'zix' muzzle, following the insects bobbing. Kha'zix was enjoying the process, the taste of Rengars member, the hot salty flavor of his seed. He could feel himself becoming aroused as well, his member sliding out of his slit, long and ridged, dripping with lubricant. He began to work Rengars member harder, squeezing and stroking it with his tongue. Rengar couldn't hold out, and he threw his head back, roaring out in pleasure. Hot seed erupted into Kha'zix' maw, which he swallowed eagerly. Pulling away, a thin trail of seed from the tip of his tongue to Rengars member, Kha'zix sighed, satisfied. He stood up slowly, smirking down at the now exhausted Rengar. "Don't think we've finished just yet..." he hissed.

Rengar shivered as he felt Kha'zix lift his legs on top of the blunt edges of his blades. He stared down at the insects member, seeing the pale purple ooze leaking from the tip. Kha'zix smirked, staring the now blushing Pridestalker in the eyes. "Has kitty never done this, hmm? Mayyybbbbeeee I'll go easy on you." The insect began to push forward, his member easily beginning to glide into Rengars tight body. "Ah....argh...." Rengar tensed up, his body aching from this. He had never done anything like this, though now he had no choice. He began to breath slowly, trying to relax himself as his rival slide farther into his body. Kha'zix hissed in pleasure, savoring the tightness and warmth enveloping his member. He leaned forward, letting his cheek rest against Rengars. "It's a shame I plan to eat you after this...it would be fun to make this a casual thing...." Kha'zix began to slide out, causing Rengar to groan in pleasure as the ridges on Kha'zix' member stroked against his most sensitive parts. His mind was on fire, the pain from the spikes melding oddly with the sensation of being bred by his nemesis. He was surprised when he felt Kha'zix press his lips to his own, embracing him passionately. The insect pulled away barely, whispering, "Enjoy this while you can Rengar...it won't last much longer..." When he pressed forwards again, Rengar took his advice, closing his eye and giving in to his captor. He opened his muzzle, letting the bug slip his tongue around his own. Kha'zix continued to pound away at Rengars body as his tongue danced around the beastmans rough tongue. He made his thrust fast and hard, pulling far out of Rengars body only to slam back into the cats tight hole. Rengar could feel an almost painful need in his loins as the insect continued to slam in and out of him, making out with him. Before long, Rengar broke the kiss, roaring in pleasure as he came, hot seed coating his chest and stomach. "So soon~" Kha'zix whispered, beginning to thrust quicker, grunting from the effort. After a few more thrust, Kha'zix let out a low, rumbling hiss as his seed began to pour into Rengars body, filling him with its unnatural warmth. Rengar, completely exhausted, began to black out.

When he awoke, Rengar found himself propped against the tree. The spikes had been removed, allowing the Champions enhanced healing to seal his wounds. Kha'zix was nowhere in sight, leaving Rengar to wonder why he had spared him. His body was sore, but...no more so than from a particularly rough night of sex. He weakly pushed himself up, reaching from his loincloth, glad to have at least some little scrap of clothing left. "We'll meet again Voidreaver...." he whispered.

"And when we do....I'll be the one on top."