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Also the debut of my Yordle OC!! He's a black yordle with pink eyes, and he has the ability to see the dreams and emotions of other yordles. He lives out in this little hut because big crowds overwhelm him, and he runs a little dream therapy business there. Rengar hands Gnar over to him to try and help him get over some dreams, only things don't quite go the way my boy Azar thinks they will. \n\nAlso wanted to take this opportunity to say I'm getting close to 50 followers! That's nuts! When I hit 50 I'm gonna do a story giveaway so, be on the lookout for that when that happens! Ty for reading <3","description_bbcode_parsed":"I'm BACK and with a return to form in the form, of a Gnar story. Also the debut of my Yordle OC!! He's a black yordle with pink eyes, and he has the ability to see the dreams and emotions of other yordles. He lives out in this little hut because big crowds overwhelm him, and he runs a little dream therapy business there. Rengar hands Gnar over to him to try and help him get over some dreams, only things don't quite go the way my boy Azar thinks they will.
Also wanted to take this opportunity to say I'm getting close to 50 followers! That's nuts! When I hit 50 I'm gonna do a story giveaway so, be on the lookout for that when that happens! Ty for reading <3","writing":"\tIt wasn’t often that Azar got to meet a famous yordle. Living in his hut away from Bandle City, he often missed when they would return from their trips around the vast lands of Runeterra. He’d met a few before, but he never imagined he would meet the primeval yordle himself, Gnar. Apparently, he’d been having some restless dreams, so Rengar had journeyed all the way to his hut since he’d heard about his services soothing nightmares and aiding in one’s pursuit of a good night sleep. \n\n\tTruth be told, Azar wasn’t totally thrilled at first. Gnar, as amazing a yordle he was, was still a hyperactive child. The moment Rengar left, he looked up at Azar with those big brown eyes, and smiled. Immediately afterwards Azar had to chase the little orange speed demon around his hut, catching bottles of potions he was kicking off of shelves as he nimbly jumped and bounced around. The first floor of his hut was built for business. He had his potions and other sleep remedies stocked on shelves on either wall of the hut. A small table faced the window where he often talked with clients about their dreams over a nice cup of tea that he prepared on his stove… That Gnar was about to jump onto. \n\n\tAzar raised a paw in the air and a light pink aura surrounded the rambunctious little yordle and lifted him away from the wood burning stove back to where Azar stood next to the counter in front of one of the walls of potions. \n\n“Alright, alright. That’s enough, if we’re gonna figure out what’s going on with your dreams, you’re going to have to calm down and let me take a good look at you.” Azar said firmly. \n\nGnar whined, but he stayed put for once. \n\nAzar smiled warmly at the young yordle and looked deep into his eyes. Azar’s cloudy, pink eyes looked into Gnar’s and he began to see emotions swirling around the little yordle. He seemed mostly content, it seemed. Sure, there was a tinge of anger, but he harbored that rage gene… There was something just a tad off about his aura though. He seemed confused, but happy about something. \n\n\tAzar couldn’t figure out what it was, but maybe when Gnar slept he’d dream about it. \n\n“Well, little guy, thank you for that.” He said, reaching down to ruffle his head. \n\nGnar smiled up at him, jumping right up onto the counter to get closer to the older yordle to squeeze him into a hug. Azar wheezed as even in his mini form, Gnar’s strength was immense. \n\n“Oof! Okay, okay. Here, how about we have some tea, play for a while, then we’ll take a nap so we can make sense of these dreams you’ve been having huh?” \n\nGnar yelled something in his native language. Azar didn’t understand, but he was smiling, so he walked over to the stove and pulled the kettle off of the burner. It took a few minutes to get Gnar to sit still on the chair, and a few more to calm the yordle after he took a sip directly after the tea was done steeping and burned his tongue. Eventually, he did calm down, and he sipped his tea while looking outside. \n\n\tAzar looked at Gnar as he watched the lavender flowers outside the hut sway in the breeze. He had no idea what was going on in that little head of his. He can read emotions and dreams, sure, but whatever thoughts Gnar might be thinking were a total mystery to him. He had the feeling that Gnar might want to go outside, seeing as he was literally bouncing off the walls a bit earlier. \n\n“Wait right here.” Azar said before he stood from the table and disappeared outside. \n\nHe knew Gnar had his trusty boomerang with him, so he thought he’d make some targets for him to throw it at. He waved his paws, plucking a few rows of lavender from the ground. He wove the flowers together, forming disks for Gnar to use for target practice. He rushed back inside, beckoning Gnar to come outside with him. Gnar jumped out of his seat immediately, and in a blur of orange and blue, he was outside. \n\n\tImmediately, he began to roll around in the fragrant flowers that surrounded Azar’s hut. Lavender was supposed to calm one down, but all it seemed to do to Gnar is make him more excited. \n\n“Okay, okay. Settle down a little. Lookie here.” Azar said, levitating the flower disks in the air. “See? Targets! Go ahead and throw your boomerang at ‘em.” \n\nGnar beamed into a bright, toothy smile that warmed Azar’s heart as he reached for his beloved boomerang and threw it with a twirl of his body. It connected with the target, sending a shower of lavender into the air as it spun in the air, eventually finding its way back to Gnar who yelled out in triumph. \n\n\tAzar spent a while making targets for Gnar to break with his boomerang, impressed by the accuracy the little guy had with it. He was always so proud of himself after it came back to him, flashing toothy grin after toothy grin as the shreds of the targets blew away in the wind. As the sun began to set, Gnar actually looked tired for once since arriving. Azar smiled warmly at the obviously exhausted cub. He was about to throw his boomerang again, but he was having such trouble keeping himself awake that he stumbled and almost fell. Azar caught him just in the nick of time, hoisting him easily into his arms. \n\n“Alright lil guy. Time for bed.” \n\nGnar whined, but even that was interrupted by a yawn. \n\n\tOnce the pair was back inside his hut, Azar carried Gnar up the stairs to where he lived. He fashioned himself a little apartment above his shop, and after hours, that’s where he spent most of his time. The stairway led directly into its kitchen. A small table suited to seat Azar himself and a guest was set near the window. He had a few shelves holding various teacups above it. Even though the sun wasn’t totally set yet, dealing with Gnar all day had even Azar tired. Thankfully, the little yordle who’d been protesting his bedtime moments ago was already snoring softly in Azar’s arms. \n\n\tAzar’s bedroom, contrary to what his clients might think of a “Dream Mage” wasn’t very grand. He had a comfortable enough bed, that was for sure. But that was pretty much it. A nice, big bed with a fluffy comforter as black as his fur, a dresser for his clothes, and a nightstand that held his lamp that he used for nighttime reading. He gingerly set Gnar down, and though his sheets were calling his name, he didn’t sleep. He closed his eyes, focusing for a moment before opening them again. His eyes were trained on Gnar, and in his mind’s eye, he began to see the young boy’s dream. Normally it took a moment for dreams to stabilize. But Gnar had been asleep for a while, so the image was crystal clear. \n\n\tThe dream that filled Azar’s mind made him gasp. Gnar was laying in bed with Rengar, paws wrapped around his dick, suckling on the head like it was a pacifier. The vivid image of Gnar swirling his tongue around the drooling, throbbing head of Rengar’s dick made Azar blush and close his eyes, breaking the connection to Gnar’s mind. So… That was what was making him restless at night. He couldn’t be sure if Gnar was just dreaming about this, or if it had actually happened before. Dreams could be very vivid and feel just like it’s actually happening…. But the way he was working that shaft. He was sure they’d fooled around, and now Gnar kept dreaming about it. \n\n\tHe had no idea what to do. Should he tell someone? What Rengar did to Gnar was wrong on so many levels. But at the same time, did he really want to risk retaliation from Rengar of all the inhabitants of Runeterra. While he was having his mental dilema to himself, Gnar continued to snore, before a different noise broke Azar from his reverie. A small, breathy, squeaky moan. Azar let his gaze shift over towards Gnar. In the bright purples and reds of the late sunset, Azar could see Gnar sleeping peacefully. His eyes gently closed, his bright orange fur sparkling in the light…. And a very obvious erection that pushed his loincloth aside. \n\n\tThe yordle was already in panic mode. Seeing Gnar aroused by the dream only complicated his feelings. There really wasn’t any resolving this, he was just having lewd dreams about his encounters with Rengar. He thought about just sleeping on the couch in his living room, but he remembered how panicked Gnar got when he woke up alone. He could just ignore him, yeah. \n\n\tIt would’ve been hard for a normal yordle to ignore Gnar when he was like that, but for Azar, it was torturous. The young yordle’s aura surrounded him, and it was filled with nothing but lust and arousal. He had a sleepy smile on his face, as god knows what happened unfolded in his mind. Gnar’s fluffy tail kept brushing up against his side too, swaying happily as he dreamed, oblivious to the discomfort the intensity of his dream was causing Azar. \n\n\tA thought crossed Azar’s mind as he stared into the blackness of his dark bedroom. If he got Gnar off… he’d calm down. He’d be able to sleep, but that would mean he would have to fool around with a very much underaged yordle. The thought should’ve disgusted him, but seeing Gnar so soundly asleep…. He’d never know. No! That would be wrong. But… What else was he supposed to do? Just lay here and steep in this aura of sex and lust until morning? He shifted the blankets aside, and shakily brought his paw inches away from Gnar’s erection. \n\n\tHe gingerly wrapped his fingers around the length, slowly stroking down the diminutive, uncut cock until his hand pressed against his crotch. Gnar made the cutest little squeak, and at once, his hips began to pump into his hand on instinct. Azar could only watch as the little cub bucked his hips clumsily, desperate to grind his dick against the soft fur and pads of his paw. It… It was so cute… Azar couldn’t help himself. His face was so peaceful. His eyes were closed, his lips parted as tiny, squeaky moans floated free from him. Already, he felt his paw growing slick with pre-cum. Gnar usually sounded so rowdy and confident, but hearing him sound so vulnerable and soft… \n\n\tHe didn’t realize he was leaning down to suck Gnar off until he felt warmth against his face, and the scent of the young cub’s crotch filled his nose. He wanted to bury his face in his tiny ballsack and inhale, but instead, looked up to see a pair of curious, brown eyes staring right back at him. Azar at once jumped back, but Gnar didn’t seem angry. In fact, he whined as Azar’s paw left his dick, which throbbed against the little pudgy belly of his. \n\n“You… You’re not angry?” Azar asked in a hushed whisper. \n\nGnar shook his head, only gesturing to his still very rigid member. \n\nAzar reached his paw down once again, and felt the warmth of Gnar’s cock filling his paw. His paw fit around the entire length, the head didn’t even peek out of his grip yet. He began to stroke him, and noticed a familiar pattern in the way it throbbed against his grip. Gnar was close, as if the panting and squeaky moans that grew more and more intense weren’t clues enough either. \n\nAzar suddenly pulled his hand away, and giggled as he watched pre-cum dribble down the small length of Gnar’s cock. He was visibly confused, and whined to the older yordle again. \n\n“Uh-uh~ Not yet. Lemme hear you beg for it.” Azar said, just grinding his fingers against the length to keep him right on the edge of orgasm. \n\nGnar predictably bucked his hips into Azar’s fingers, but it wasn’t enough. His usually shrieky voice came out in soft, whiny squeaks as he muttered something in his native language. Halfway through, he moaned and more pre-cum oozed onto the older yordle’s fingers, showing him just how close he was. \n\n\tSatisfied with his performance, Azar leaned down, parted his lips, and took the young yordle’s cock into his mouth with one descent of his head. His lips pressed against the musky orange fur of his crotch, and at once, he felt his head being gripped by a pair of tiny paws as his hips thrust as fast as they were able. His little sack smacked against his lips, but mere seconds after his fervent thrusting started, it ended just as quick. Gnar cried out as Azar felt his tip spraying his tongue with his young seed. He only shot a few ropes out, but to Gnar, it was enough to drain him. Azar easily swallowed the yordle’s load and slowly pulled his head away, smirking as once again, Gnar was asleep. Azar was tired, but hopelessly aroused. As he settled into bed beside Gnar, gently holding him against his chest, he wondered how he might get Gnar to help him out with his morning wood…. \n\n\tPushing that lewd thought aside for now, he stroked through the boy’s silky soft fur as he snored. The rhythmic, soothing sound of his breathing began to lul Azar to sleep as well, and he fell asleep with a small bundle of warmth in his arms that radiated a happy, content aura. \n\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"\tIt wasn’t often that Azar got to meet a famous yordle. Living in his hut away from Bandle City, he often missed when they would return from their trips around the vast lands of Runeterra. He’d met a few before, but he never imagined he would meet the primeval yordle himself, Gnar. Apparently, he’d been having some restless dreams, so Rengar had journeyed all the way to his hut since he’d heard about his services soothing nightmares and aiding in one’s pursuit of a good night sleep.
\tTruth be told, Azar wasn’t totally thrilled at first. Gnar, as amazing a yordle he was, was still a hyperactive child. The moment Rengar left, he looked up at Azar with those big brown eyes, and smiled. Immediately afterwards Azar had to chase the little orange speed demon around his hut, catching bottles of potions he was kicking off of shelves as he nimbly jumped and bounced around. The first floor of his hut was built for business. He had his potions and other sleep remedies stocked on shelves on either wall of the hut. A small table faced the window where he often talked with clients about their dreams over a nice cup of tea that he prepared on his stove… That Gnar was about to jump onto.
\tAzar raised a paw in the air and a light pink aura surrounded the rambunctious little yordle and lifted him away from the wood burning stove back to where Azar stood next to the counter in front of one of the walls of potions.
“Alright, alright. That’s enough, if we’re gonna figure out what’s going on with your dreams, you’re going to have to calm down and let me take a good look at you.” Azar said firmly.
Gnar whined, but he stayed put for once.
Azar smiled warmly at the young yordle and looked deep into his eyes. Azar’s cloudy, pink eyes looked into Gnar’s and he began to see emotions swirling around the little yordle. He seemed mostly content, it seemed. Sure, there was a tinge of anger, but he harbored that rage gene… There was something just a tad off about his aura though. He seemed confused, but happy about something.
\tAzar couldn’t figure out what it was, but maybe when Gnar slept he’d dream about it.
“Well, little guy, thank you for that.” He said, reaching down to ruffle his head.
Gnar smiled up at him, jumping right up onto the counter to get closer to the older yordle to squeeze him into a hug. Azar wheezed as even in his mini form, Gnar’s strength was immense.
“Oof! Okay, okay. Here, how about we have some tea, play for a while, then we’ll take a nap so we can make sense of these dreams you’ve been having huh?”
Gnar yelled something in his native language. Azar didn’t understand, but he was smiling, so he walked over to the stove and pulled the kettle off of the burner. It took a few minutes to get Gnar to sit still on the chair, and a few more to calm the yordle after he took a sip directly after the tea was done steeping and burned his tongue. Eventually, he did calm down, and he sipped his tea while looking outside.
\tAzar looked at Gnar as he watched the lavender flowers outside the hut sway in the breeze. He had no idea what was going on in that little head of his. He can read emotions and dreams, sure, but whatever thoughts Gnar might be thinking were a total mystery to him. He had the feeling that Gnar might want to go outside, seeing as he was literally bouncing off the walls a bit earlier.
“Wait right here.” Azar said before he stood from the table and disappeared outside.
He knew Gnar had his trusty boomerang with him, so he thought he’d make some targets for him to throw it at. He waved his paws, plucking a few rows of lavender from the ground. He wove the flowers together, forming disks for Gnar to use for target practice. He rushed back inside, beckoning Gnar to come outside with him. Gnar jumped out of his seat immediately, and in a blur of orange and blue, he was outside.
\tImmediately, he began to roll around in the fragrant flowers that surrounded Azar’s hut. Lavender was supposed to calm one down, but all it seemed to do to Gnar is make him more excited.
“Okay, okay. Settle down a little. Lookie here.” Azar said, levitating the flower disks in the air. “See? Targets! Go ahead and throw your boomerang at ‘em.”
Gnar beamed into a bright, toothy smile that warmed Azar’s heart as he reached for his beloved boomerang and threw it with a twirl of his body. It connected with the target, sending a shower of lavender into the air as it spun in the air, eventually finding its way back to Gnar who yelled out in triumph.
\tAzar spent a while making targets for Gnar to break with his boomerang, impressed by the accuracy the little guy had with it. He was always so proud of himself after it came back to him, flashing toothy grin after toothy grin as the shreds of the targets blew away in the wind. As the sun began to set, Gnar actually looked tired for once since arriving. Azar smiled warmly at the obviously exhausted cub. He was about to throw his boomerang again, but he was having such trouble keeping himself awake that he stumbled and almost fell. Azar caught him just in the nick of time, hoisting him easily into his arms.
“Alright lil guy. Time for bed.”
Gnar whined, but even that was interrupted by a yawn.
\tOnce the pair was back inside his hut, Azar carried Gnar up the stairs to where he lived. He fashioned himself a little apartment above his shop, and after hours, that’s where he spent most of his time. The stairway led directly into its kitchen. A small table suited to seat Azar himself and a guest was set near the window. He had a few shelves holding various teacups above it. Even though the sun wasn’t totally set yet, dealing with Gnar all day had even Azar tired. Thankfully, the little yordle who’d been protesting his bedtime moments ago was already snoring softly in Azar’s arms.
\tAzar’s bedroom, contrary to what his clients might think of a “Dream Mage” wasn’t very grand. He had a comfortable enough bed, that was for sure. But that was pretty much it. A nice, big bed with a fluffy comforter as black as his fur, a dresser for his clothes, and a nightstand that held his lamp that he used for nighttime reading. He gingerly set Gnar down, and though his sheets were calling his name, he didn’t sleep. He closed his eyes, focusing for a moment before opening them again. His eyes were trained on Gnar, and in his mind’s eye, he began to see the young boy’s dream. Normally it took a moment for dreams to stabilize. But Gnar had been asleep for a while, so the image was crystal clear.
\tThe dream that filled Azar’s mind made him gasp. Gnar was laying in bed with Rengar, paws wrapped around his dick, suckling on the head like it was a pacifier. The vivid image of Gnar swirling his tongue around the drooling, throbbing head of Rengar’s dick made Azar blush and close his eyes, breaking the connection to Gnar’s mind. So… That was what was making him restless at night. He couldn’t be sure if Gnar was just dreaming about this, or if it had actually happened before. Dreams could be very vivid and feel just like it’s actually happening…. But the way he was working that shaft. He was sure they’d fooled around, and now Gnar kept dreaming about it.
\tHe had no idea what to do. Should he tell someone? What Rengar did to Gnar was wrong on so many levels. But at the same time, did he really want to risk retaliation from Rengar of all the inhabitants of Runeterra. While he was having his mental dilema to himself, Gnar continued to snore, before a different noise broke Azar from his reverie. A small, breathy, squeaky moan. Azar let his gaze shift over towards Gnar. In the bright purples and reds of the late sunset, Azar could see Gnar sleeping peacefully. His eyes gently closed, his bright orange fur sparkling in the light…. And a very obvious erection that pushed his loincloth aside.
\tThe yordle was already in panic mode. Seeing Gnar aroused by the dream only complicated his feelings. There really wasn’t any resolving this, he was just having lewd dreams about his encounters with Rengar. He thought about just sleeping on the couch in his living room, but he remembered how panicked Gnar got when he woke up alone. He could just ignore him, yeah.
\tIt would’ve been hard for a normal yordle to ignore Gnar when he was like that, but for Azar, it was torturous. The young yordle’s aura surrounded him, and it was filled with nothing but lust and arousal. He had a sleepy smile on his face, as god knows what happened unfolded in his mind. Gnar’s fluffy tail kept brushing up against his side too, swaying happily as he dreamed, oblivious to the discomfort the intensity of his dream was causing Azar.
\tA thought crossed Azar’s mind as he stared into the blackness of his dark bedroom. If he got Gnar off… he’d calm down. He’d be able to sleep, but that would mean he would have to fool around with a very much underaged yordle. The thought should’ve disgusted him, but seeing Gnar so soundly asleep…. He’d never know. No! That would be wrong. But… What else was he supposed to do? Just lay here and steep in this aura of sex and lust until morning? He shifted the blankets aside, and shakily brought his paw inches away from Gnar’s erection.
\tHe gingerly wrapped his fingers around the length, slowly stroking down the diminutive, uncut cock until his hand pressed against his crotch. Gnar made the cutest little squeak, and at once, his hips began to pump into his hand on instinct. Azar could only watch as the little cub bucked his hips clumsily, desperate to grind his dick against the soft fur and pads of his paw. It… It was so cute… Azar couldn’t help himself. His face was so peaceful. His eyes were closed, his lips parted as tiny, squeaky moans floated free from him. Already, he felt his paw growing slick with pre-cum. Gnar usually sounded so rowdy and confident, but hearing him sound so vulnerable and soft…
\tHe didn’t realize he was leaning down to suck Gnar off until he felt warmth against his face, and the scent of the young cub’s crotch filled his nose. He wanted to bury his face in his tiny ballsack and inhale, but instead, looked up to see a pair of curious, brown eyes staring right back at him. Azar at once jumped back, but Gnar didn’t seem angry. In fact, he whined as Azar’s paw left his dick, which throbbed against the little pudgy belly of his.
“You… You’re not angry?” Azar asked in a hushed whisper.
Gnar shook his head, only gesturing to his still very rigid member.
Azar reached his paw down once again, and felt the warmth of Gnar’s cock filling his paw. His paw fit around the entire length, the head didn’t even peek out of his grip yet. He began to stroke him, and noticed a familiar pattern in the way it throbbed against his grip. Gnar was close, as if the panting and squeaky moans that grew more and more intense weren’t clues enough either.
Azar suddenly pulled his hand away, and giggled as he watched pre-cum dribble down the small length of Gnar’s cock. He was visibly confused, and whined to the older yordle again.
“Uh-uh~ Not yet. Lemme hear you beg for it.” Azar said, just grinding his fingers against the length to keep him right on the edge of orgasm.
Gnar predictably bucked his hips into Azar’s fingers, but it wasn’t enough. His usually shrieky voice came out in soft, whiny squeaks as he muttered something in his native language. Halfway through, he moaned and more pre-cum oozed onto the older yordle’s fingers, showing him just how close he was.
\tSatisfied with his performance, Azar leaned down, parted his lips, and took the young yordle’s cock into his mouth with one descent of his head. His lips pressed against the musky orange fur of his crotch, and at once, he felt his head being gripped by a pair of tiny paws as his hips thrust as fast as they were able. His little sack smacked against his lips, but mere seconds after his fervent thrusting started, it ended just as quick. Gnar cried out as Azar felt his tip spraying his tongue with his young seed. He only shot a few ropes out, but to Gnar, it was enough to drain him. Azar easily swallowed the yordle’s load and slowly pulled his head away, smirking as once again, Gnar was asleep. Azar was tired, but hopelessly aroused. As he settled into bed beside Gnar, gently holding him against his chest, he wondered how he might get Gnar to help him out with his morning wood….
\tPushing that lewd thought aside for now, he stroked through the boy’s silky soft fur as he snored. The rhythmic, soothing sound of his breathing began to lul Azar to sleep as well, and he fell asleep with a small bundle of warmth in his arms that radiated a happy, content aura.
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