Abusing the Vastayan: Part Three
Yet a constant, weak stream of cum still flowed from him as the vastaya hunter groaned, rengar weakened, broken, back in his own mind.
Abusing the Vastayan: Part One
._ _ _ _ _ rengar exhaled, one of the vastaya with great, hulking shoulders, his fur thick and bristling.
A Hero in Another's Legend
Though the game called the race the vastaya, they were nothing but glorified furries, anthropomorphic lions, some horrid mix between human and feline. russell wasn't the biggest fan of furries.
Restless
Watching Gnar sleep always calmed Rengar. As a hunter, he was always on high alert. You had to be, if you let your guard down more dangerous game would kill you just as quickly as you could hunt it. Watching the small yordle's chest rise and fall, his...
Voices of the Past
The vastaya's voice beckoned from within his head. the yordle picked himself up and looked around. everything was frozen over.
[Aurora x Ornn] A Little More Than Friends
Revealed was her vastayaness, a pair of long, fluffy bunny ears. when the spirit saw this, it relaxed somewhat and approached the girl. “my name's aurora," she said, taking slow steps toward the spirit. “you look lost, friend."
Abusing the Vastayan: Part Two
**Abusing the Vastayan** **Part Two** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _Commissioned by Adagiodajiang_ _ _ _ _ _Part two of three._ Rengar woke slowly, blinking dully, swimming through a thick fog as...