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nyctophiliq · 1 year

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COLLEGE HAREM AU feat. ekko, vi, sevika, finn

please be aware that every character is over the age of eighteen in this au and there will be sexual themes across the whole au- minors do not interact.

content warning. lowercase writing intended, sub ! afab ! reader, dom ! characters, oral sex, blow job, cunnilingus, dub-con/non-con elements,

EKKO, president of the IT club

ekko can be found at three places during the day- library, IT class, or his dorm room. his head is always buried in his screen, headphones on his ears listening to whatever kind of music he was in the mood for while coding his next game, app, or just improving the college's website with little tweaks here and there, maybe sending out maintenance emails to students about the school emails shutting down for the afternoon. he often gets frustrated that his codes don't work out the first time, or that whatever he was trying to improve turned out worse than before. at times like those, he likes to have you under his desk, pants pulled down under his balls with your pretty mouth wrapped around his cock, helping him relax and clear his mind.

"you have to swallow all of it, we wouldn't want my cum wasted on my pants or laptop, would we?"

VI, president of the wrestling club

despite being in one of the most aggressive sports out of all the choices in the school, vi is somewhat of a quiet student, only speaking if needed or when frustration gets the best of her. she is often at the campus patrol office to listen to caitlyn's whining about one of her club members beat up a student on campus and now sevika is gonna be involved. she would head right back to the training room to empty her head, trying her best to cross ways with you and when she finally does the whole wrestling gym will be cleared for only the two of you. she clicked the sliding door shut before pushing you on the pile of mattresses and immediately hiked your skirt up, fingers hooking under your panties and pushing them inside without any foreplay. she was very forward with her desires, and she would not settle for any less than her tongue dwelling in your drenched core.

"i wanna hear you sweet cake, loud and clear, don't worry about anyone else okay? just focus on me, only me."

SEVIKA, president of the beautification council

despite being one of the biggest troublemakers on campus, sevika has scored herself a high place in the school hierarchy, all thanks to silco who was one of the biggest financial supporters of the school. she enjoys the power she had been given, always threatening the students by putting them in front of the council for this and that- you weren't an exception. she walked with you, leading you into a trap as she went on and on about what you were gonna be held accountable for. sevika gives you a few options for not getting a 'black dot' in your permanent record before pushing you up against the inside of the council room's door and giving you her favorite option- eating her out. don't worry, it will be the secret of the two of you! do this for her and it's swept under the rug. so you do, kneeling down in front of her after she undid her pants, pushing your face as far into her crying cunt as you can, and start eating her out.

"fuck doll, you are not as innocent as i thought, you are eating me so well!"

FINN, vice-president of the beautification council

despite his somewhat scary pierced, tattoed face, body, and deep, accented voice he is a kind of decent person. he goes after sevika with the whole power trip of taking somewhat advantage of his status. first meeting with him was when he and sevika were passing balls between themselves with the different 'charges' they came up with. finn made little of it and thought his president was messing with you like every other student until he saw you in the council room with his president, lapping at her core eagerly. he is so pent up about it that the next day he pulled into the council room once again, sitting in the chair sevika sat in, and have you sitting on his lap. his fingers rub along your folds as he whispers how frustrating it is that you were with 'her', pleasing 'her'. he is just so jealous of sevika having you first that he can't help but tease you until you are crying, begging him to put his fingers inside and let you come.

"sevika is a tease don't worry about her, I'll make sure she doesn't bother you anymore. she can't make you feel this good, i am the only one, okay? nobdy else, just me, finn."

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girlwithdreams-insideherhead · 1 year

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i'm here to fantasize and masturbate

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zujime · 2 years

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just a taste ─── vi x f!reader [w.c – 1.7k]

c.w. modern setting, established relationship, fluff, dinner date, female bodied reader, public sex, oral, strap-on usage, penetrative sex, clothed sex, marking, no y/n usage, pet names: baby, princess, sweetheart

Hand in hand, the two of you approach the glass double doors of the restaurant. A soft smile grew on her rosy lips as your arms swung in unison as you made your way to the entrance. Her soft grey hues catching yours as she pulls the door open for you, waiting for you to slip past so she'd follow. Hands intertwining with her gruff ones once more as you walk up to the counter to be guided to an open seat.

The walk was nothing but short. A booth that'd been in a corner of the place was where you both decided to sit, whispering a small "thank you" to the waitress before perching on the smooth leather.

You took a seat on the left side, meanwhile your girlfriend had planned to sit on the other side before glancing up at you and quickly moving to be next to you. An arm snaking around your waist and pulling you impossibly closer to the pinkette as you shared a glance at the menu.

"So," she started as her eyes shifted to take in the sight of you in that tight fitted dress you couldn't wait to wear and the one that she couldn't wait to see you in. "What are you getting, princess?" Her voice like honey as she muttered her question in your ear, lips so much as hovering over the shell of it.

"I'll just start off with a water, for now. What about you?" You inquire, head lifting a tad and resting against her shoulder as you gaze up into her pretty orbs. "I guess I'll be having the same." Her hand settling on your thigh, gently rubbing the skin as she gives you a quick kiss on the forehead.

It hadn't been too long until the waitress came back, yet she hastily left after jotting down what drinks the two of you wanted, though the brawler's eyes were still stuck on you; the way you'd smile softly as you spoke, how your eyes and cheeks crinkled with each smile, the way you lightly ran your fingers over hers, and how the dress you wore defined every part of you.

She was infatuated by you, so much so that you could practically see her drooling—though not actually. All you could do was shy away from her gaze as you shift yours back to the menu. "Quit staring at me like you're gonna eat me." You chuckle as you gently push her, causing her arms to wrap tighter around you while her moves down to whisper in your ear. "But you look so gorgeous, princess. You won't mind if I take a bite, right?" Her teeth grazing the shell of your ear before she drops down to give you a small love bite on the fat of your cheek.

The action sending a wave of heat to your core, thighs squeezing together to give you some form of friction and Vi had quickly took notice of it as a hand of her rubbed your thigh, slowly inching closer and closer to your place of need, eyes meeting yours in a heartbeat as she purrs a simple, "you're gonna need to ask, baby". Every passing second felt like an hour as you watched her hand slip in between your legs only to rub at your clothed sex at an agonizingly slow pace.

"Come on, sweetheart. Tell me what you want." Her head resting against yours as you frantically look around for wandering eyes. "Please" you mumble in hopes of only reaching her ears, but all she does is ask you to speak a bit louder, so you do. "Please, Vi." You beg, louder than the last.

"Please what, princess?" She questions as her hand starts to slip past the clothed barrier. "Please touch me, Vi. Please?" Her eyes lighting up as a she smirks with her bottom lip caught between her teeth. She pulls her hand and arm away swiftly, voice low as she tells you to "come with me, then". Skeptical yet intrigued, you oblige.

Getting up from the booth and following the pinkette until you're both in a bathroom stall. The door being locked shut before your back meets the cool tiled wall. One of your legs are lifted to rest on your the taller woman's hip, her rough hands sliding up your dress and between your legs once more. Fingers slipping past your lace panties and into your core after having teased your folds.

A gasp blended with a whimper had struggled to fall from your lips, which were soon cut off when scarred lips collide with your own. The kiss was deep and slow, yet urgent as her fingers twisted and thrusted into you as they soon stumble across your sensitive spot. Her tongue sliding between your beautifully swollen lips, dancing and curling around in your mouth to reclaim what's hers.

Ragged breaths were shared as she drowned in your pitiful whines of pleasure as you did with her soft groans. Though the intoxicating kiss was soon put to an end—lips still connected by a string of saliva as you separate, her fingers still knuckles deep in you and picking up their pace, causing you to abruptly grab onto her shoulder and bury your face in her neck, in hopes that it'd stifle your cries.

Your legs starting to tremble as you begin to reach your peak. "Vi, I'm–!" Your grip on her shoulder tightening as you whimper. "Gonna cum for me, baby?" She coos. "Go ahead and make a mess all over my fingers, sweetheart." Her fingers moving in and out of you at an indescribably speed as your quickly approaching orgasm. Your hands searching for a place to grab onto her as you convulse around her fingers, silently crying out as if your voice had been taken from you.

Her rough hands now drenched in your juices, but they're quickly lapped at. Her pretty pink tongue never failing to pick up every last drop before her sweet lips meet the skin of your cheek. "I know you got another one in there for me, right baby?" She spoke softly as she kneeled before you, lifting one of your legs to rest on her shoulder as she continued to keep you steady.

Your now soaked panties dropping to the floor in an instant, your wetness now bare, clenching around nothing from the aftermath of an orgasm and the cool breeze that graced it which was soon replaced with the warmness of pinkette's lips growing closer to your softness. The moment her scarred lips latch onto the soft flesh between your legs, you nearly forget where you are. A whine that'd been louder than expected erupted from within you.

She'd suck and swirl around in your moistness with her tongue, groaning into you as you grab onto the strands of hair on her head, eyes occasionally rolling back as she savors your sweet flavor. Shaking her head every now and again as she applied pressure to your sensitive bud with her pierced nose.

This was all to much to bear on your end; the small shivers you'd get from the overstimulation, the way her nails lightly dug into the fat of your thigh, guaranteed to leave a few crescent shaped marks, how she'd stop ravaging you just to leave a few hickeys and love bites on your inner thighs and folds.

The intensity of the blood-rushing climax that grew near made you whimper and whine louder than you wanted. As much as you longed to scream out her name, all that came out were worn out pleas and senseless babbles that only grew in pitch when the sudden burst of ecstasy hit you, but her movements never faltered.

Your hands started to push her head away feebly in an attempt to catch some sort of break but the pinkette was far too busy collecting all your sweet juices to notice, though she finally stopped after placing a few love bites on your inner thighs. You lean up against the wall out of exhaustion, the sound of a zipper unzipping notified you that she wasn't done just yet. "Vi, I won't be able to walk out of this stall if we keep going."

Her soft yet hungry grey orbs gazing into your own for a moment before she snickers, picking you up so your legs wrapped around her waist. "Don't worry about that, princess, I'll just carry you." She joked as the plastic dildo she wore started to push into your warmth. Your arms rushing to wrap around her neck as your buried your face in her shoulder to let out a shaky whine. "It's okay, I've got you." She cooed as she buried herself to the hilt, filling you completely as her hands rubbed at your sides as she began moving.

Her thrusts were slow and deep, hips circling slightly to touch every untouched crevice within you. Your body had been trembling in her hold from the stimulation, but you craved for more, the agonizingly slow movements she'd been doing weren't enough. Small pleas were all you could muster up as you clawed at the skin of her back. Luckily, she heard you cries and gave you what you wanted but the wet noises that grew in volume began to come back to a slow as the sound of one of the empty stalls opening and closing were louder.

And at that time, she felt the need to plunge herself back into you roughly, causing a hushed squeak to erupt from you. She shushed you before continuing her slow motions, whispering a "try to be quiet for me, okay" in your ear before she bit and sucked on the skin of your neck till it bruised. Your toes stuck curling as your legs wrapped tighter around the brute, pathetic mewls and whines spilled from your lips as you tried to suppress them.

The gyrating of her hips quickening as your third orgasm approaches sooner than you had expected. Gasps catching in your throat as your mind begins to get dizzy, body violently shuddering as you finally release, convulsing on the dildo as your juices drip on the floor. The bathroom door opening and closing once more, signaling that they'd just left.

You go limp against the pinkette with shallowed breaths as she leaves a few butterfly kisses on your temple and forehead. "Let's get you cleaned up, princess." She murmurs while carefully sliding out of you, running a thumb over your cheek to soothe you in some way.

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sleepyangelkami · 1 month

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smut's fun. have you ever read soul crushing, heart aching, head throbbing comfort that makes your eyes burn out of your head to the point where you just have to crawl into a ball because your inner child feels so safe? haha... yeah smuts fun.

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elliefuckinwilliams · 15 days

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How I think each Ellie would fuck you <3

- nsfw, crying!ellie, mean!ellie, dom!ellie, ellie being so obsessed wit abby she can't fuck right

a/n: i posted this on twitter a year ago and it only got 4 likes so i brought it here <333

-jackson!ellie aka loser ellie:

☆blushing and stuttering when you get naked

☆has trouble getting the pace right but then...

☆soft loving! gentle

☆gets so overwhelmed from phantom strap she swears she can feel how tight you are

☆whimpers from the strap doing its thing

☆"you liked it...right?" after making your legs shake and your eyes roll into the back of your head

-Seattle!ellie aka pussy destroyer:

☆grunts and groans

☆no longer the gentle girl from a small town:(

☆only fucks you from behind while pushing your face down

☆rough thrust that hurt but feel so good

☆banging your head into the headboard and doesn't give af

☆ pulls out quickly when youre done and then leaves "thanks."

-farm!ellie aka the apologetic lover

☆ softly kisses your tears away

☆ apologizes for fucking you so good

☆ light groans in your ear

☆ love bites everywhere from hours of lovemaking

☆only makes you finish but not herself

☆ sits at the edge of the bed after with bad thoughts

-santa barbara!ellie aka water bender:

☆ completely silent and focused

☆ accidentally whisper abby's name

☆zoned out look

☆ starts crying about half way through

☆ somehow still makes you cum

☆ "babe i love you idk why i said her name!!"

-epilogue!ellie aka the healed

☆super vocal, talks you through it

☆ has you in different positions

☆ "fu-uck baby you feel so good"

☆has to make you finish first minimum 3 times

☆kisses you all over

☆ aftercare ♡

☆"you did so good for me baby."

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macaulaytwins · 1 month

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“my pussy has taken me places I wouldn’t go with a gun”

the places in question:

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etoilesvv · 5 months

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TEACHER!ABBY TEACHER!ABBY TEACHER!ABBY

teacher!abby (actually professor) who laid eyes on you on the first day of classes, and knew she was already hooked. the way your pretty eyes scanned your laptop screen, the way your fingers tapped the keys, the way your hips swayed as you left the auditorium. oh, she had to have you.

teacher!abby who was secretly overjoyed when you approached her one day, asking for help. you were even more beautiful up close, and so, so tempting. she barely listened to your concerns about the upcoming assignments, firstly because you had nothing to worry about — you were already getting 100s — and secondly because she couldn’t stop her eyes from roaming over you.

teacher!abby who then inched her way closer to you, starting with greeting you in passing to inviting you to her office during her hours. of course you dropped by, such a good listener. and of course she kept it professional. she’d never pursue her attraction to you, right? you were her student. her pretty student.

teacher!abby who didn’t notice that you’d been looking at her that way, too. how could you not, walking into lecture on the first day and seeing that hunk of a woman? tall and muscular, with that pretty, flowing braid and such a commanding presence. you knew your little crush was forbidden, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t play dumb and ask for help with every single assignment.

teacher!abby who looked forward to your daily drop-ins everyday after that, chatting about studies and classes. sometimes you’d even go a little deeper, talk about something slightly personal. she liked learning more about you; something about you was just pulling her in. and abby could’ve sworn she saw you staring when you thought she wasn’t looking.

teacher!abby who couldn’t control herself any longer. it was the end of the semester, and the more time she had spent with you, the more she wanted you — no — needed you. she decided on her plan and invited you to her office after class, having you worry you flunked an assignment or something.

“come on in.” she said with her usual stern face, though giving you a small smile as she always did. she held the door open, and then closed the two of you in her office. the blinds were closed, too. odd.

“you wanted to discuss something?” you asked, walking to stand in front of her desk, not sitting. she stood as well, leaning against the side of the desk.

“yes.” she answered shortly, looking down to the floor with a pensive expression. you tilted your head to the side with curiosity.

“is it about my average? because, i know it’s fallen a couple of points. it’s not like me, i’ve just been a little distracted—”

“i’ve fallen for you.” abby stated, bringing her eyes up to you. your eyes widened and your mouth fell open.

“what?” you squeaked with a sharp breath. she pushed herself off her desk. she took a step forward, and you took a step back.

“you’re smart, kind…and gorgeous.” she began, locking her office door with a click! before starting slow steps towards you.

“abby— professor…” you protested with uncertainty. you didn’t know where she was going with this. either way, you knew it shouldn’t be happening, but did that ever stop anyone?

“i want you.” she confessed as she backed you into the wall. she planted her hands next to your head and loomed over you. “tell me you feel the same way. tell me you want this, too.”

abby whispered, eyes searching yours for an answer.

“i…i want you, too.”

teacher!abby who now had you bent over her desk with your panties at your ankles. your chest was pressed flush against the wood, your little skirt bunched up at your lower back, exposing your ass. her thick fingers curled inside your cunt, earning a moan from deep within your throat.

“you like that, huh? fuckin’ dirty girl.” she muttered in your ear from behind, leaning down over you. your back arched as her free hand reached to circle your throat. abby thrusted her digits inside of you, whimpers and erotic squelches filling her office. her long, large fingers reached spots you didn’t even know existed, making your legs tremble from pure ecstasy.

and abby was sure she was in a dream, knuckles deep in your wet pussy.

teacher!abby who then got on her knees and parted your legs as you sat on the edge of her desk. she lapped at your heat with her flat tongue, making your thighs tighten around her head. you grabbed a fistful of her now messy braid, and she moaned into your cunt.

she looked up at you through her brows, watching you toil with her every movement. you looked beautiful, above her with your eyes scrunched closed, crying out in pleasure.

teacher!abby who finally sunk into your warm walls with her silicone shaft. your legs wrapped around her waist, her dress pants sitting just below her strap. did she wear that thing everyday? jesus. her hands gripped your waist, nails digging into the soft skin and leaving little crescent moons. you held onto her neck, the desk shaking with every slam of her hips.

when her palm pressed on your stomach and her thumb circled your clit, you swore you saw stars. your toes curled, and your eyes rolled back in orgasm. you screamed out, and abby didn’t care if anyone heard you two. she didn’t care if anyone knew. all she cared about was you.

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massacredkitty · 7 months

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Vi with a breeding kink calling you mama (or mommy) whining about how badly she wants to stuff you up :(( poor girl’s so pussy drunk just can’t think straight

nsfw ౨ৎ

she always starts with acting all tough, dominant. but you know better, and you know soon enough she would melt into you. and you could feel her slipping.

she was on top of you, her forearms holding her up beside your head and you face down on the bed as she pushed the strap into you over and over, the both of you whiny messes— but specifically her. you can barely focus on the pleasure flooding through your veins as you listened to vi, feeling her heavy breathing against the side of your face. she moans as if she can feel how tight you are around her, feel how warm and wet you are. she swears she can

“fuck— i need…” you barely catch what she pants out, feeling her body weight lift off you. her big hands land on your lower back, giving her leverage as she resumed her relentless thrusts, getting a clear view of how her cock sinks into you and comes out with a white ring near the base. it makes her spiral a little, images of your cunt spilling with her cum plaguing her delusion little mind

you think, maybe she needs to take a second to catch her breath— that’s what she was gonna say. but you’re interrupted by a particularly harsh thrust into you, making your body jolt and a loud moan to leave your bitten lips. “need to make you a fuckin’ mommy.”

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purplegrapevines · 7 months

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Good Girl

Pairing: dom!Vi x fem!cellmate!sub!reader

Content: edging, orgasm denial, dacryphilia, praise, degradation, size kink, manhandling, spanking, hair pulling, thigh riding, grinding, fingering, face grabbing, humiliation, oral, overstimulation

Word count: 3.5k

You don’t know how you ended up here. One minute, you’re dealing some shimmer like you always do, and the next, you’re here in these cold, metal handcuffs.

The guard grabs your shoulder to keep you walking, and you push back against his hand, only wanting to defy his authority. But in your situation and position, you really had no choice but to obey.

The prison stunk and the gawking eyes of the other prisoners made you uncomfortable as you shuffled past them.

“There’s no empty cells left,” one guard tells the other behind you.

“Just throw her in with the pink bitch,” the other responds, and your head turns in confusion. You’re going to have a cellmate? A “pink bitch?”

“Who?” you ask them, but they ignore you as they drag you across a few more cells. You’re finally stopped in front of one, and you tilt your head to sneak a glance at the inmate inside of it. Will she be your cellmate?

You’re startled by a thump followed by a crack sound, which you notice is your soon-to-be cellmate’s fist pounding into the stone wall.

You could see the bulging muscles of her broad shoulders, the sweat dripping down between the creases. Tattoos adorned her upper back and followed all the way down to her forearms. Who is she?

You’re so mesmerized by watching her that you almost forget that you’re here to be jailed. With… her.

As the gate to the cell opens up, the shadows of the bars cross her back until you can see her better light.

Suddenly, your handcuffs are tugged off by the guards, and you’re shoved in the cell harshly. You struggle to keep your balance as you hear the cell gate slam shut behind you.

You start to soak in that you’re now stuck in jail until your cellmate turns around and looks at you. Beads of sweat slid down her face, and she catches her breath.

“Who the hell are you?” she asks, scrunching her scarred eyebrow. Her short, pink hair covers her eye. That explains the “pink bitch.”

“I’m… your cellmate,” you respond, intimidated by her presence.

“Yeah, I got that. I meant your name,” she corrects.

“O-oh…” you blush and look embarrassed as you tell her your name, and you then ask for hers.

“Vi,” she responds.

“Like your cheek,” you blurt, and your blush deepens when Vi looks you in the eyes for a couple seconds.

“Yeah. Like my cheek,” Vi says. Silence fills the air for a couple seconds, and you both stand in awkwardness. Thankfully, Vi breaks it.

“So, tell me, what’s a pretty thing like you doing down here?” Your eyes widen at her unexpected statement, and your face becomes hot again.

“W-what?”

“What? Look at you, you’re so small and sweet-lookin’. Are you sure they got the right person?” Vi jokes. You pout, which makes Vi smile.

“Yeah they got the right person,” you confirm, looking away from her and leaning against the wall. Vi sits on the floor near the other side of the cell.

“What did you do then?” Vi asks as she tilts her head, looking genuinely curious.

“Just some minor shit…” you respond. It was totally a lie; dealing shimmer is the worst business you could put yourself in, especially because of shimmer’s dangerous properties and high demand. But the money was too good for you to resist.

“So, ‘minor shit’ is how a cute girl like you ended up in a cell with me, huh?” Vi says.

“Stop it. I’m not cute,” you say with a frown.

Your eyebrows raise as Vi stands up, walking over to you with her hands in her pockets. She stands in front of you, face to face. She’s tall, at least three inches taller than you.

“You are,” she says, “look at you. You don’t look like you belong in a prison like this. You look like a pretty, little Piltie, looking so fragile…” Vi says, looking down slightly, “so delicate.”

You know you don’t look like the average Zaunite. You’re too feminine and sweet-looking compared to the rest of them. Usually, you hate being called small and delicate, but with Vi, you don’t seem to mind. In fact, it’s making your face hot and your palms sweaty, and you can’t understand why.

“Vi…” you start, not knowing how to finish.

“Hm?” Vi asks as she starts to back away, leaving your heart racing with your back against the wall.

“Nothing…” you say. You brush the dust off your pants and sit on the tiny bed awkwardly. Vi sits back down on the floor as she drags her foot across the ground. You take a small glance at her, and you notice the small smirk on her face. What a tease.

“I’m bored,” Vi says, tossing a small pebble out the bars of the cell. You nod, not knowing how to respond.

“How long have you been here?” you ask her.

“A couple years, I think. At some point, I stopped keeping track,” Vi answers.

“Oh… so you must get bored a lot, then. Have you just been by yourself the entire time?”

“Yeah… been just me,” Vi says, looking at the ground. You assume that she’s extremely touch-starved after spending years in solitary.

“So, then, what do you do when you’re bored?

Vi shrugs, “Usually, I just work out. Or punch the walls, you know?” Vi laughs, pointing at the multiple cracks along the stone. You laugh, too.

“So… how did you get those tattoos?” you ask.

“Oh, I there’s a guy that can do ‘em for you. Why? You interested?” Vi asks, looking up at you.

You shake your head, “No, I was just wondering.”

“Oh? You wanna see?” Vi asks.

“I can see them.”

“No. I mean all of them.”

Blush starts to return to your features, “I-it’s alright if you don’t want to-“

“It’s okay,” Vi interrupts, “come closer.” Slightly hesitantly, you step towards her. She stands and begins to reach for the hem of her shirt. You watch patiently.

Slowly, she pulls it off to reveal her hard, toned abs. You have to stop yourself from gawking.

“Like what you see?” Vi asks. Not knowing how to respond, you simply shrug. But your red cheeks answer her question. Vi smiles smugly as she turns around to show off her muscular back.

Gears and wheels follow the back of her arms to her shoulders, and then extend to the rest of her upper back. Whiffs of smoke intertwine with the gears and everything just comes together perfectly.

“Vi… it’s really nice,” you compliment.

“Yeah?” Vi says. Without thinking, you reach out to touch it. Vi jerks flinches lightly with the unexpected contact, but she doesn’t interrupt your exploration.

After a couple seconds or your hand running over the might of her back, you realize what you’re doing. You quickly pull your hand away.

“I’m sorry… I don’t know why I-”

“It’s okay. I don’t mind,” Vi assures as she turns around to face you. You stop your eyes from looking down at her muscular stomach and instead force yourself to look into her gray eyes.

“You’re so cute,” Vi starts, “especially when you’re nervous and blushing like that.”

“I’m not…” you argue, but Vi shushes you and drags her thumb along your bottom lip. Your breath hitches.

“You are. You’re so cute, I just wanna ruin you until tears are streaming down that pretty face of yours,” Vi says as she inches her face closer to yours. Your eyes widen at the bluntness of her statement.

“Vi… you can’t just say stuff like that. What if the guards catch us?”

“They won’t. The guards are sleeping right now. We’ll be fine,” Vi assures as you feel her breath on your lips. You decide to trust her as you let your lips brush her gently.

Vi grabs your chin and pulls your face towards hers, kissing you passionately. You give up your control and let her tongue explore your mouth. Vi pushes you against the wall and continues to make out with you.

She grab the bottom of your shirt and pulls it over your head, leaving you in your bra. You blush and make an attempt to cover yourself, but Vi holds both your wrists with one hand.

“No. I wanna see it,” she says. She lowers her head to your neck and starts to bite marks into it. She lets go of your wrists, and uses one hand to hold your chin to the side and the other to drag along your chest.

You can’t help but moan when she pulls your bra down to your waist and kisses your breasts. Her mouth wraps around your nipple as you grab her pink hair. Vi doesn’t seem to mind it.

Vi places her knee between your legs and you absentmindedly begin to grind against it. Vi brings it upward and you groan. The guards may not be able to hear you right now, but the other prisoners sure can.

“Shh…” Vi says, “You don’t want everyone to hear you, right? To hear how much of a slut you are just from grinding against my thigh?” Her words surprisingly make you moan. You shake your head, but you wouldn’t really mind it if they did.

She removes her leg from in between yours and you whine in frustration. Before you could protest, Vi grabs your body and throws you over her shoulder like you’re as light as a feather. It turns you on.

She walks over to the small bed without any struggle, and she tosses you onto it. You look up at her with those adorable, innocent eyes, and it drives her feral. She gets on top of you and makes out with you again, but this time it was much less gentle. Your hands tangle through her hair again, and you grab it as if she’s your only lifeline.

Vi’s lips travel down your neck, down your chest, and she starts kissing down your stomach. She finally unclips your bra, and then she surprises you when she licks a stripe all the way from your nipple to your neck.

Vi’s hand starts to reach for the hem of your pants. She sits on her knees between your legs to unbutton them. She takes your ankles and brings them up, allowing her to yank your shoes and pants off. You blush at being exposed like that, and your position with your legs in the air. You try to bend your knees to cover yourself, but Vi holds you still. Even though you’re still wearing your underwear, this feels very embarrassing.

“Vi…” you whine, but Vi pays no attention to it. Instead, she pushes your knees back so that they almost reach your head. You turn away in an attempt to hide your face from her. She doesn’t need to see your red face; this is humiliating enough as it already is.

“Aw, baby, are you shy?” Vi coos, “Hold your knees for me, just like that.” Despite the embarrassment, you obey. And you can’t say you don’t like it.

“Can I take this off?” Vi asks, gesturing to your underwear. You nod.

Vi pulls off your underwear, and she brings it to your knees. You squirm with the thought of how you must look right now. Legs up, knees apart, so fucking exposed, and it’s all for her.

“Aw, look how wet you are. You’re fucking soaked,” Vi teases. You whimper.

Without any warning, Vi pushes her middle finger all the way in and without any struggle. You moan.

Vi begins to slide another one in. This time, you can feel the slight sting from the stretch, but you like it. You subconsciously grind against her hand to push Vi’s fingers in deeper, and Vi chuckles.

“Fuck, you’re so needy, aren’t you? Good girl.” You shamelessly grind against her fingers as your eyes shut and you grip the sheets.

Vi flips then you two around, so she’s lying on the bed and you’re on top of her, your knees on either side of her waist. Her fingers are still in you.

“C’mon. Ride me,” Vi whispers as she pushes your head down to rest on her shoulder.

You moan at her words and start moving your hips again. You adjust yourself to get her fingers to just touch that one spot… but you can’t. You look down at her and see her smug smile. You know she’s avoiding that spot on purpose.

“Vi, fuck, c’mon,” you whine, still trying stimulate your sweet spot.

“What’s the magic word?” she teases, like you’re a child.

“Oh, fuck, please? Please, Vi, please please please…” you moan into her neck.

Vi suddenly curls her fingers in you. She hits the spot perfectly. She continuously rubbed it, giving you no break or chance to breathe.

“Oh my god… Vi… it feels so fucking good, please don’t stop!” You try to match her rhythm, but it was too fast for you. You do the best you can. When her other hand reaches down to rub your clit, you can’t hold your sounds back anymore. Fuck it if the other prisoners hear you. They can hear how good Vi is making you feel…

“Vi- I’m cumming,” you tell her, mouth agape and expression blissed out.

Suddenly, Vi pulls her fingers out of you takes her other hand away from your clit.

“No, no no no no…” you cry, as you attempt to grind against her, not wanting to lose your high. A tear of frustration falls down your cheek and Vi loves it.

“Aw, did my girl wanna cum?” You sniffle and nod.

“Please, please let me. I can’t take it,” you beg.

“But you look so adorable like this, crying into my neck,” Vi says, tilting your head up so she can wipe your tears away.

“Please…” you beg with desperation. Vi moves your body so that your knees are on either side of her right thigh.

“C’mon. Ride me properly, then,” she says. You whimper and begin moving your hips. The rough fabric of her pants against your swollen clit feels so good, and you try to match the pace Vi was going at earlier, but you can’t do it.

You cry out in annoyance, and you look up at Vi with those wet eyelashes and swollen lips.

“Vi, please, help me?” you ask. Vi shakes her head.

“You can do it. C’mon. Ride my thigh like the slut you are,” Vi says, grabbing your hair and pulling it back. You place your hands on her biceps and use it as leverage.

With each motion of your hips, Vi brings her leg up slightly to help you. Her hand is still in your hair, yanking and tugging on it whenever she feels like it. It hurts your scalp, but it feels so good.

“H-help…” you moan out. And, this time, Vi complies. She reaches down and rubs your clit while you ride her.

“Don’t cum without my permission,” Vi warns, and you nod in response.

In just a minute or two, you could feel your orgasm creep into your body again.

“Vi, gotta cum, please?” you ask her nicely.

“No,” Vi says. Plain and simple. You cry out in need as you continue riding her and Vi keeps rubbing your clit.

“Why?” you whine. Tears fall down your face as you struggle to hold it, and Vi smiles at the sight.

“Because I said so. Be a good girl for me,” Vi says. You want to, you really do. But you just can’t hold it anymore.

Just as you’re about to cum, Vi pulls her hand away and places her hands on your hips to halt their movement. You try to fight against her, but she’s too strong. No no no no…

You start to actually cry this time, not just the soft mewling like before. Vi yanks your hair, making you look upwards.

“Were you just about to cum? Without my permission? You weren’t planning on disobeying me, were you?” Vi says, looking at you angrily.

“‘M sorry, so sorry,” you whimper.

“Bad girl. Told you to hold it, and you didn’t even listen,” Vi hisses. You start to cry more.

“I really tried! I’m really sorry, I did listen!” you try to convince.

“Oh, really? So if I didn’t pull my hand away, you wouldn’t have cum?” Vi asks. You sniffle and stay silent which answered her question. Vi sighs.

“I’m so sorry, Vi, please,” you say in desperation. Vi grabs your face harshly and squishes your cheeks together. You try to apologize again, but it comes out in gibberish.

“Fucking slut can’t listen to fucking instructions,” Vi says. Her other hand reaches down to slap your ass. You moan in both pain and pleasure.

“M-more…” you moan, not even realizing what you said until Vi lets go of your face raises an eyebrow.

“Oh? You want more?” she says with a smirk. She brings her hand down on your ass over and over again, causing you grab onto her shoulders. You moan her name as more tears drip down your face.

“Such a dumb slut. Crying from a few spanks. But, fuck, you look so fucking pretty like this,” Vi whispers into your ear. She continues with her hard hits, making you squirm on top of her. She holds you down easily with one arm.

She doesn’t stop until red hot handprints litter your ass.

“You look so beautiful right now…” Vi tell you.

You sniffle, “Please, wanna cum now, I can’t take this anymore!”

“Aw, poor baby,” Vi says, stroking your hair, “Does it hurt?”

“Yes, it hurts, Vi. Please? Please help me?” you ask her nicely.

“Fuck, you’re such a good girl,” Vi says as she pushes you onto the bed and gets on top of you.

“Spread your legs for me, baby,” she says. You obey. Vi kisses down your body until she reaches your dripping pussy. She gently places a peck on your clit, causing you to back your hips up against her face. Vi laughs at your desperation.

Finally, she licks a stripe up your slit and circles her tongue around your clit.

“Oh, fuck, Vi, it’s so good,” you moan.

Vi eats you out like there’s no tomorrow. Her tongue fucks deep into you and her nose nudges against your swollen clit.

“You taste so fucking sweet. I love it,” she whispers into your pussy. The slight vibration from her talking makes you go feral.

From all the edging you experienced prior, it doesn’t take long for you to reach the edge. Her lips sucking your clit and her strong hands holding your thighs was too much for you to handle.

“Vi, I need to cum, please, can I cum?” you whimper. For a second, you’re worried she’ll deny you again. But instead, she hums and nods between your legs.

You let go with a scream. This is the most intense orgasm you've ever had. You see stars and your legs shake around Vi’s head.

Vi doesn’t stop. She continues lapping up your juices as they drip down her chin. You make an attempt to push her head away, the sensitivity being too much, but she stays put until she gets every last drop.

You finally get a chance to breathe when she pulls away, wiping her chin with the back of her hand, and smirking at the sight of you.

Vi brushes your sweaty hair our of your face and coos at you.

“So good for me. Good girl,” she says. You nuzzle into her neck as you start to drift off. Vi gently puts your underwear back on for you and drapes the blanket over the two of you.

“Thank you…” you whisper. She slowly drags her fingers down your arm.

“Hey?” she asks. You hum in response.

“How’d you get in here?” Vi asks, “You never told me.”

“I… dealt some drugs,” you respond.

“Oh? So it really is just minor shit. I thought you were hiding something,” Vi laughs. You laugh too.

“Yeah, just some shimmer,” you admit. Vi stops laughing for a second and her eyes widen.

“You’re kidding,” she says, stunned.

“I’m not,” you chuckle.

“You dealt fucking shimmer? That’s fucking crazy. I didn’t know you were capable of that shit,” Vi replies, sounding impressed.

“Yeah, well, I got caught, so…”

“Well, you know, if you didn’t you wouldn’t have had the best orgasm of your life,” Vi smirks. You nod in agreement.

You yawn and your eyes began to close. You rest your face comfortably in her neck, and she looks down at you in adoration.

“My good girl…”

#vi x reader #arcane x reader #arcane x female reader #vi fanfic #vi league of legends #vi x fem reader #vi x you #vi smut #sub!reader #dom!vi #dom!character #vi tag #vi arcane #arcane #vi

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moodywyrm · 10 months

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Mk moony what about Vi taking a bath with you?? All soapy and slippery and sitting on top of her

She loves the way you rake your hands through her hair and how you rub over her skin! She also loves running her hands all over you omg I’m drooling<3

this one has been plaguing me bc it can be both so so soft and a little smutty and I need it, rn :(

modern au vi where I've decided she was in college, eventually went part time and became a full time boxer, same au as no breakdowns here but I've been fleshing it out in my head? kinda?

she's always coming home exhausted from the gym, because she puts in an insane amount of work to make sure her dream works out. she comes home to the sweet little apartment she shares with you, her girlfriend, who she met while she was still a full time student.

this time she just so happened to come home while you were talking a bath. it's a peaceful sight, you in the tub with a drink and a book, the lights turned dimmed and candles lit. the water was a milky blue with the bath bomb you'd added, decorated with slowly rehydrating flower petals. you looked gorgeous, and Vi couldn't wait to get it. she mentally congratulated herself for showering at the gym, so she could hop right in with you.

she'd been standing at the cracked bathroom door for a few minutes, debating how to approach this, when your voice rang out. "Vi, baby, are you gonna join me or are you gonna stand there like a creep?"

"Sorry pumpkin, didn't know if you wanted alone time or some shit," She apologized, stepping into the bathroom and starting to strip.

You sat up, twisting to the side to watch Vi undress. Watching the way her tits bounced when she pulled her sports bra off, the drag of her shorts and boxers down her hips and thighs. The slow reveal of soft, firm skin. Once she was fully undressed, you were practically drooling, staring at her with so much love she felt heat flush over her.

You snapped out of your reverie, handing her the bath tray so she would have enough space to slip in. spinning around and moving away from the back of the bath, you watched as Vi climbed in, resting against the wall of the tub.

"C'mere pumpkin," She murmured, reaching out for you and tugging you onto her lap. You straddled her, pressing close to her body and wrapping your arms around her neck.

With a soft kiss to the line of her jaw, you rest your head on her shoulder. "How was your day, baby?"

Vi smooths her hands over your thighs, trailing one up around your waist to keep you close. With a kiss to the top of your head, she hums. "Mm, tiring, couldn't wait to get home and see you. Vander's been accepting a bunch of new fighters so I've been stuck training the new kids all day."

"You say that as if you don't love it, we both know you like taking care of newbies," You mumble, lifting your head to stare at her. She gives you this exasperated look, but you can see the smile forming on those pretty lips. You're right, and you both know it.

"Whatever, point is they're rough as hell and need work," She grumbles, sitting up and pulling you with her. You yelp, gripping at her shoulders to make sure you don't tip back into the water.

As you wiggle around on Vi's lap, trying to get comfortable, Vi holds back a groan at the feel of you. The soft press of your thighs against her, the heat of your cunt on her thighs as you shift. The warmth of your tummy and, christ, the feel of your tits against hers. The way her tits squish against you makes her head fuzzy, especially when she looks down to see you both decorated in pieces of rose petals and dribbles of milky water trailing down wet skin. It makes her heart beat a little bit faster, her breath coming a little bit quicker.

"-needed work too, don't forget that," She hears you say, only catching the end of your words. Her eyes snap up, looking at your face and hoping she hadn't got caught.

"What? Sorry, I - uhh- wasn't listening, sorry pumpkin," She fumbles, smoothing her hands over your damp waist, feeling for the dip of your back.

"I said, you needed work too. God knows how many times Vander and I have had to patch you up."

"Yeah, okay, you may have a point," She grumbles, unable to stop staring at your body. No matter how hard she tries, her eyes keep dragging themselves down to your nipples, the curve of your arm, the press of your stomach against her, the way your hips are subtly grinding down onto her thigh, the– wait.

She zones in, eyes narrowing as she watching the slight swivel of your hips, just barely grinding your cunt down onto on muscled thigh.

"What are you doing, pumpkin?" She practically purrs, sliding her hands down to your hips and holding you in place. For good measure, she even pulls you down onto her thigh a little harder, flexing the muscle to tease you. She watches as you get embarrassed, your chest heaving a little faster with the shock and excitement of being caught.

"I was just- uh- fuck," You stumble over your words, unable to confess. Not when Vi's watching you like that, her gaze heavy and predatory, dragging over every inch of your body.

"Yeah? You were just what? Getting off on my thigh like a pretty little slut?" She teases, leaning forward to press kisses beneath your ear, trailing them down your neck and biting at the spot where your neck meets your shoulder.

You whine, trying to grind down her thigh but being met by a rough smack on your ass, stinging even under the water. It caused a bit of water to splash out of the tub, pulling both you and Vi back to each other.

"Can we continue this in the bedroom? Please?" You beg, giving Vi your best puppy eyes. She just huffs out a laugh, gripping your ass tight before sliding that hand down, dipping it between your folds and lifting you enough for her to slide one slick digit into you. It's cruel, a tease, because you're more than ready for two, three, hell maybe even four fingers, with how much you'd teased yourself before she came home.

"Not yet baby, let me have my fun and then I'll fuck you nice and hard, got it?"

#anon #arcane vi #arcane vi x reader #arcane vi smut #arcane vi x reader smut #arcane #arcane smut

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ffiahh · 9 months

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vi would ask you to wear a nice bright red (or purple) lipstick, so that you can leave her a few lipstick marks on her body so then she could get them tattooed.

"my girl did that."

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nyctophiliq · 1 year

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ARCANE.

MULTIPLE CHARACTERS. eating the arcane milfs out | milfs. smut. riding the arcane milfs' thigh | smut. cuddling with the arcane milfs | cuddling with the arcane milfs. fluff. our first together | first time together with the arcane milfs, jinx, vi, caitlyn, and mel. smut. happy holidays! | christmas headcanons with the arcane milfs. fluff. mommy or daddy? | arcane milfs' preference to be called mommy or daddy. suggestive. to toy with you | arcane milfs' and caitlyn's favorite sex toys. smut. a relationship with renata and sevika | poly headcanons with renata glasc and sevika. suggestive + fluff. arcane milfs being jealous | headcanons of what kind of a jealous partner the arcane milfs are. suggestive. their opinion the age gap | the milfs' opinion on the age gap. angst + fluff. arcane milfs favorite way to kiss you | arcane milfs, jinx, and caitlyn's favorite way to kiss you. suggestive.

CAITLYN KIRAMMAN.

ONESHOTS. the sheriff's little helper | you knew finishing an assignment wasn’t going to get you a break, now you’re have to stay over time. smut.

DRABBLES. nothing yet

CASSANDRA KIRAMMAN.

ONESHOTS. the one that got away | the perfect love and life was just a stretch of an arm away from cassandra, but it seemed that she didn’t grasp it soon enough. angst. winning a heart | having a fight is never easy, winning you back after it is even harder. hurt with comfort.

DRABBLES.

AMBESSA MEDARDA.

ONESHOTS.

DRABBLES.

MEL MEDARDA.

ONESHOTS.

DRABBLES.

SHERRIF GRAYSON.

ONESHOTS.

DRABBLES.

SEVIKA.

ONESHOTS. landlady's problem | you were late with your rent, your landlady wasn't kind enough to give you a few more days to pay, so you came up with a different kind of compensation or rather... she did. smut. sinful disposition | it was always to make bets with sevika before a night out and tonight it was your treat of her touching herself, thank god your luck never runs out. smut. sevika’s sweet housewife | a sweet little story of sevika's wife cooking her favorite meal. fluff.

DRABBLES. sevika's sweet treat | smut. first love | angst. rant about transfem! sevika | smut. giving sevika a blowjob | smut.

JINX.

ONESHOTS.

DRABBLES.

SERIES.

nsfw college harem au overview

nsfw band harem au overview ( unfinished )

#arcane smut #arcane vi x reader smut #arcane grayson x reader #caitlyn kiramman x reader smut #cassandra kiramman x reader smut #sevika x reader smut #🪴 — moss’ navigation !

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elsfairy · 8 months

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Violet having a major thing with eye contact, no matter what the occasion is. you’re being a brat and refusing to look at her, and muttering under your breath? then she’s crouching in front of the couch you’re sat on, fingers tightly but not hard enough to hurt you, gripping your jaw, making you look at her. “speak up and look at me when you talk to me yeah, baby?” or when you’re giving her a sharp, snarky attitude at a party she had taken you too? she’s dragging you away from the fun with a scowl on her face. “how about you look at me when you wanna give me your bratty attitude? oh what? can’t say anything stupid now that i’m right here, giving you attention, baby?” better yet when you’re talking about something that’s exciting, and you’re in a rush to get it all out, and Violet so ever gently cups your face with a smile on her own. “look at me and tell me again, you know i like it when you look at me when you’re talking about something you love” or simply when you’re riding her strap, hands groping and squeezing her tits, your head is titled back and she can never stop herself from taking your chin between her fingers, her own soft pants driving you crazy and her voice all rough. “fuck— look at me. fuckin’ look at me when i fuck you, baby. wanna see every part of your face when you cum. feel good pretty girl? yeah, i bet you do, you always did go stupid on my cock”

#hello #uhmmmmm #idk what this actually is tbh i just got bored #vi x reader #vi x you #vi imagine #vi smut #violet arcane #arcane vi x reader #vi arcane x reader #vi drabble

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zujime · 2 years

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relax ─── vi x f!reader [w.c – 3.7k]

CONTENT — established relationship, fluff, female bodied reader, subby vi, fingering, face sitting, vibrators, oral (f), marking, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, aftercare, no y/n usage, pet names: babe, baby, princess

The comforting ambience that echoed throughout the bedroom had soothed whatever tensions remained as you gently flipped the page of the book that seemed to peak your interest as you waited for your brawler girlfriend’s return.

Though, the faint thought of her that lingered had been abruptly pushed away as the sound of your shared room door swinging open and swiftly being closed, which was also quickly followed by the heavy thud of her metal gauntlets meeting the floor beneath her.

Her thick brows furrowing on her bloodied and bruised face as she refused to meet your soft eyes with her troubled ones. Your mouth had opened to say something but she’d already been making her way to the bathroom connected to the bedroom, being sure to close the door after the sound of the shower faucet running grew audible.

You resumed skimming the pages of the book you’d picked up, fingers gracefully flipping the pages. It went on for quite some time, so long that you hadn’t even noticed the running water now coming to a still and the pinkette that stood at the foot of the bed in nothing but a white tank top and some tight fitted boxers.

Gazing up at the her freckly face as a benign smile sneaks it’s way to your lips. “Rough day?” You question as you place the hardcover on the nightstand that resided at your bedside, only earning so much as a huff from the woman.

Your arms elevating to hang loosely in the air as you whisper a “come here” motioning for her to join you, which she does—the bed dipping at the added weight as she crawled to rest snugly between your plush thighs, arms snaking around your lower back while her face had nuzzled into the skin of your stomach, crumpling your shirt that was now resting on her forehead in the process.

She was tense, so much so that her body seemed rigid to the touch as your hands find their places on the curve of her back and in between the strands of flushed hair on her head. The feeling of your hands sliding through her fluffed out and slightly wet hair and occasionally massaging her scalp earned a low muffled groan from her as she melted into your touch, squeezing you a tad bit tighter. You didn’t bother to ask many questions because you didn’t want to bombard her with them and you just didn’t feel like it, which seemed to bring the girl some relief.

It’s not that she hated when you asked her things—if anything, she just loved the sound of your voice—it’s merely the fact that she didn’t want to worry you. The cool feeling of her nose piercing lightly brushing up against your skin was almost relieving as you felt her scarred lips move to plant a kiss on your abdomen, tickling you and earning a hushed giggle.

“What are you doing?” You chuckle and move a hand to cup her cheek, softly going over the small tattoo with your thumb. Her smokey orbs peering up at yours as if she’s seen an angel, a bashful smile creeping onto her lips as she nuzzled into your stomach once more, mumbling an “I’ve missed you” as her hands moved under your shirt to feel the skin of your back.

You don’t really catch what she had said but judging by how she squeezed at your sides with her muscular arms, you think you can guess. It’s not long before an idea pops into your head as your fingertips lightly trace the nape of her neck, sending a wave of shivers down her spine.

“Violet,” you draw out tenderly, causing the pinkette to gaze up at you with eyes of admiration. “Sit on my lap, I wanna see you.” Her silver eyes quickly meeting yours with a smug yet lethargic look. “You sure, princess?” Her voice soft yet still laced with a hint of smugness but also a bit of reluctance.

“I’m sure, Vi.” You snicker and scoot back on the bed to lean against the pillows that rested against the headboard, patting your lap playfully which get her pretty hues to roll as she shakes her head a bit before finally moving to place her knees on either side of your thighs, but she’d still been hovering over your lap as to not put all of her weight on you.

“Vi,” you pause to put your hands on her hips. “I’ll be fine, I promise.” Her shoulders going slack at your words of reassurance as her hips slowly lower until the skin of her lower thighs come into contact with yours.

Her hands resting comfortably on your shoulders, tracing your collarbone with her thumbs as her fingers ghosted the skin of your neck, staring at you, absolutely entranced—eyes skimming the part where your neck and shoulder connect before moving to stumble over your lips, soon finding your eyes.

She loved you so much, to the point where a simple “I love you” wouldn’t be enough to show that. A love struck smile growing prominent on her scarred lips as the rest of her body finally mellowed as she let out a deep breath.

Her mind clouded with thoughts of how grateful she is to have you and how she wants to return the love you put into tending to her wounds and just always being there, but her mind comes to a quiet when she feels the warmth of your hand delicately cup her freckled face, your gentle eyes examining the bruises and cuts that’d been hastily cared for by your brawny girlfriend, though there was still a wound that seemed to be unattended for.

“You did good, but I think you missed a spot.” You reach to grab the bottle of rubbing alcohol along with cotton balls that’d been neatly left on your nightstand if ever needed. “Why didn’t you come to me?” You inquired as you poured the chemical on the cotton ball before making contact with Violet’s cheekbone, that is until her hand gently grabs your wrist preventing you from doing so.

“Vi.” You say with a voice that’d been firm yet soft, brows barely even furrowed as your eyes pleaded silently. A shaky sigh leaving from within the pinkette as she lets go of your wrist, letting her walls crumble as she looked down at her thighs over yours, pitifully.

“I didn’t want you to worry about it.” She murmurs, her voice low as the hand that wrapped around your wrist had fallen and was now caressing your clothed side. Your head shook as a soft smile found it’s way onto your lips. “I would’ve worried anyway, you know.”

The cotton ball meeting the still open wound, the sting causing her jaw to tense a bit. “I wouldn’t scold you about it much, but please try not to go head first into things.” You giggle, patting the wound a few times with the cotton ball before placing it down on the night stand and grabbing a beige band-aid.

The pinkette’s eyes meeting yours as her mouth playfully goes slack. “I don’t go in head first!” The hand she had rubbing up your side moving to tickle you. “It sure seems like it-!” You jokingly remark as your hands move to push hers off, laughing and squirming around uncontrollably.

She stops her teasing when she hears your feeble pleas to stop. The room filling with your pants that’d gradually get slower as you peer up at the girl seated comfortably on your lap with a small smile. Your hands moving to rest at her hips as you straighten up.

“You feeling any better?” You question as your fingertips move to lightly graze her bare thighs causing the woman’s body to shudder at the touch, her eyes watching carefully as your nails lightly rake at her thick thighs.

Her once calm and moderate breaths were now heavy and shallow. The distance between your faces—your lips—was almost too much for her to bear. She needed to feel your soft lips against hers. Her bottom lip being caught between her teeth as her pupils dilate the moment they meet yours.

The husk of a “please” involuntarily leaving her windpipe as her hands frantically slid up your body to rest on your cheeks as yours found their way to her hips before moving closer to her, but not enough to connect to her lips, so she takes it upon herself to rid of the painfully close distance.

Her lips roughly capturing your own. The kiss was harsh and brimmed with an insatiable hunger, jagged breaths residing from the brawler as she put more force into the kiss.

Her hands holding your face as if you'd vanish if she didn't, but the kiss was cut short by you gently pulling away, licking your lips a bit as you spotted her staring at you with half lidded eyes. A chuckle leaving you as you murmured a "slow down", your hands lightly pushing her now raised hips back down before ghosting over the flesh between her meaty thighs that had dampened the fabric keeping you from it.

Your shared breaths were harsh and uneven, her skin flushed a pretty pink almost as dark as her hair as her eyes hazily bounced from your mesmerizing, swollen, saliva coated lips to the untouched glow of your neck that seemed to be begging for her compassionate touch.

Your lush lips finding themselves grazing the lobe of her ear as she latches onto your neck, the moistness of her tongue sweeping over the bites she left in her wake, suckling on the skin till it bruised a nice wine hue. The sensation hindering your ability to properly think as you try to find the words you wished to convey to the pinkette.

"I want to try something today." You purr through small unruly moans, her movements only seeming to come to a faint slow as her hands perched on your honey soft mounds, gently kneading them.

Taking her mellow movements across your skin and the throaty groan she hid in the crook of your neck as a green light to go on with what you had planned—one of you hands slide between the barrier keeping you from her warm paradise, brushing past the fluffy pink bush above before gently gliding a finger or two over the slit, making her movements stutter as she chokes out a gasp.

Her lips no longer attached to your neck that was now littered in love bites, her arms moving to desperately wrap around you as she buried her face in the crook of you soft skin, the bridge and apex of her nose occasionally brushing up against your pulse point as she tried to quiet her broken swears that merged with her hushed moans. The slow motion of your fingers slipping against her folds coming to a pause as you leave a kiss on the side of her head.

“Is this alright with you?” You check in, letting your free hand caress her well-defined waist whilst awaiting her response that took the form of a kiss on the apple of your cheek followed by a low “yeah, go ahead”. This was a first for the both of you—her first time being submissive under your gaze and your first time seeing her this way.

You’d assumed it’d all been because of how uptight she was, but you push the assumption aside and focus more on pushing your middle and pointer fingers in her warmth, slowly as you study the way her body tensed and relaxed, her arms squeezing and loosening around you, her mouth left agape as her brows furrow, the sweet sound of her shaky moans reaching your ears, like a melody you wish would play forever.

Your thumb had began rubbing her sensitive bud as she adjusted to the feeling of your fingers in her velvety walls, a coarse hand swiftly moving to cling to the back of your neck, ramming your face into hers as your lips lock once more.

Her tongue slipping past the plushness of your lips, dancing and curling around yours as she groans into your mouth. The fingers you’d left to soak in her wetness had started moving; constantly rubbing at her walls in hopes of finding her sweet spot.

The smooth motions of your digits was driving the girl damn near insane as her lips detach from yours, eyes fluttering shut and nose crinkling as she tried to hide her mewls. Her hands both tightly gripping your biceps as her hips jerked and threatened to grind on to your fingers, lids now firmly sealed as uncontrollably loud whines and whimpers erupted from the woman, the thighs that'd been stationed on either side of yours now trembling and contracting around you as her mind grew dizzy from the sensation of her peak growing near.

Your fingers picking up speed as they assault the sensitive nerve inside of her, still thumbing aggressively at her clit. "B-baby, I'm gonna-!" Her broken cry turning into a scream as she shuddered due to the ripples of ecstasy that flooded through her body.

Choppy breaths struggled to escape her lungs as she collapsed her head on your shoulder, you simply leave a feathery kiss on her before uttering a "lay on the bed" which she promptly did—wobblily plopping herself besides you, eyes straining to remain open as they watch you crawl between her legs after stripping her of her underwear.

"What are you doing," Vi mumbled drowsily, one of her hands moving to feebly push you away from the warmth between her legs. “I just came.” Glancing up at her, your hand softly clasping onto her wrist, bringing it close to your lips for a quick peck. “Helping you relax,” You purr, letting go of her hand and moving yours to latch onto her strong legs. Your mouth kissing at her inner thighs before biting and sucking at the skin, pulling breathy whines from her.

“You’re okay with this, right?” The question gliding off your tongue as all your movements came to a halt, awaiting some response from the girl. A hum resonating from her as she moved her arm to rest above her head which was lifted when she noticed you hadn’t moved yet, her brows crease as she gives your sheepish face a puzzled look. Your eyes had been anxiously flicking to look at her and elsewhere in the room as you put together a sentence.

“Actually, can you sit on my face?” You request, breathing shakily as your eyes meet her wide ash ones which quickly left yours to look away, reluctance present in her pretty eyes as she lets out a deep breath. “What if I hurt you?” The query coming out as a whisper as she props herself up on her elbows.

“You won’t hurt me, I promise, Vi.” Her shoulders slackened as her name amiably fell from your sweet lips. She murmured an “okay” before moving so you could lay on the duvet before hovering her soaked heat inches above your mouth.

Her hips were held in the air as she tried to keep all her weight off of you like earlier, but with a small glare, you roughly push her hips down and savor her slickness, the feeling of your tongue plunging deep inside of her forcing air from her lungs as she desperately grabbed hold of the headboard, her body trembling as you stimulate her.

Noises you never thought you’d hear from the woman growing louder as one of your hands slide up her body and under her white top to squeeze and pinch at her plump mounds and rosy nipples, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t turned on in the slightest.

Just the sight of her writhing above you was enticing—her eyes tightly shut while her mouth hanging open as pleasant whimpers and moans escaped her esophagus, back arching at the feeling of your hands latched onto the soft flesh under her tank top. She was loud, having no intention of hiding her noises since she was so blissed out.

Her thighs starting to involuntarily jitter and squeeze your head, but not to the point of pain. The way she’d been squirming and letting out throaty groans, followed by a hoarse “please don’t stop” was enough to make you hungrily suckle at her sex, the hand that’d been playing with her breasts now moving back down to rub and pinch her clit.

Her hold on the headboard wavering as her eye refused to open. “I’m gonna cum! Babe, please don’t stop!” She cried as her body stiffened at the feeling of her orgasm overtaking her as she shuddered uncontrollably. Her hips jittering as you continue lapping at her, but her orgasm had already subsided.

Her hands pulling at your hair weakly as she whined and whimpered. “Babe! Baby, please! I can’t-!” Her body squirming as your vice grip around her waist never faltering. “Baby please, I already came.” She choked out, tears threatening to spill from her eyes due to the overwhelming pleasure. The pressure you applied to her sensitive bud only doubling as you drink up all her juices.

Finally detaching from her sex to peer up at her through your lashes as you licked the remains of her wetness off your lips, a hand gently pushing her down on the bed, your legs sliding from under her as you hop off the bed and search through your drawers until you find the blue bullet vibrator, her tired eyes observing your every move as her chest raised and lowered heavily at a fast pace.

The bed dipping at your return as you lay your head on her abdomen as you run your fingers through her pink bush before tracing her folds with your fingertips, even the slightest graze of your skin against hers was enough to send shivers throughout her body. Her breathing quickening as you tease her clit, toes curling as she anticipates your next move.

The button atop the vibe had been push as you harshly pressed it against her bud, causing her to claw at the sheets as throaty groans fly from her lips, her back arching off the mattress the moment your fingers slip inside of her again. You move your head to look at her writhe to the touch, the care she had for her volume was completely thrown out of the window as her voice fluctuated from low to high and back.

You were driving her up a wall as your fingers thrusted in and out of her at an unbearable speed. Her body begging for more as whines and broken pleas to slow down came from the pinkette. Her callous hands now latching onto your shoulder, kneading at the joints as you look up into her glassy grey eyes, her brows and nose wrinkled as she whined about her quickly approaching orgasm.

Her bottom lip caught in between her teeth for a split second as she completely lets go. Her body growing rigid as her eyes and mouth widened, the tidal wave of bliss that washed over her pulling nothing but the husk of a broken scream of pleasure while her body shook violently.

Her hand desperate to grab hold of you to pull you in for a kiss but she’d been too worn out to, so you slide up her body with your own, turning off the vibrator before connecting your honey soft lips with hers. She melted into the kiss—her convulsing muscles coming to a shaky still as her eyes flutter close, relishing in the feeling of it all.

The moment you separate from her lips, the room is filled with sluggish laughter. Your nose brushing against hers as you give her lips a quick peck before sliding off the bed. “I’ll run a bubble bath, alright?” You coo, pinching at her soft cheeks which gets a groan mixed with laughter from the worn out woman before running off to the bathroom to turn on the water and coming back to check on your girlfriend.

“Was that too much?” You ask scanning her face for any sign of discomfort, but she just gave you a small shake of her head. “I can’t feel my legs, but I’d say it was worth it.” She chuckled, cupping your face with a hand, gently forcing you to look at her.

“That was amazing, princess.” Her voice a little hoarse as she spoke. Your hand coming to lay over hers, squeezing it lightly. “Do you need help getting to the tub or you think you’ve got it?” You question before leaving butterfly kisses along her fingers.

“…You mind helping me out?” She snickered as she twisted her body to face the foot of the bed before outstretching her hand which you grasp, pulling the girl up to her quivering feet and allowing her to lean on you for support. When the two of you approach the tub, you turn off the warm water before letting her sit on the edge.

“You need help taking off your shirt?” She shook her head in response as she swiftly took off her only article of clothing. “I’ll join you in a moment” was all you’d said before walking out of the bathroom and bedroom to get to the kitchen, peeling open the fridge to grab a bottle of water before heading back to the brawler.

She’d been heavy lidded as she let her body hide in the bubbles. You sit the bottle on the bathroom counter to take off your clothes so you’d be able to join her. The moment you do, you grab the bottle before stepping into the tub and sitting to straddle her.

“Vi, I brought you water.” You coo, handing her the bottle after kissing the slit on her brow. “Thanks, princess.” She smiled before taking a sip of the liquid, putting it down in a corner outside the tub, letting her head rest on your shoulder as you massaged her scalp.

Her muscular arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer to her, causing the water surrounding you both to slosh around. “I love you, princess, you know that?” She purred into the crook of your neck and placed a kiss on the skin while thumbing over your side.

“I never knew that,” you tease. “Why don’t you tell me again?” You giggle. Violet’s head raising slightly to glance at you before whispering, “I think it’d be better if I just show you.”

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