#violet arcane drabble

[evesbookshop]

❤︎︎ 𝐕𝐢 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 ❤︎︎

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𝐅𝐭: 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤/𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤, 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐭

𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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Vi who watches one TikTok of a girl complaining that she’ll never get to have her dick sucked and it absolutely changes her life. If we’re being completely honest Vi’s always had a little bit of a thing with your mouth, but she can’t help it. And this has just made it so much worse

So much worse infact that when she gets horny and you’re away, she watches strap sucking videos specifically so she can imagine what you’d look like on your knees taking her. And how heavenly your already magnificent mouth could feel.

And she tries to keep it together, she does. But she’s been extra feral and it’s not hard to pick up on the fact that something’s causing it. Her already crumpling composure all comes toppling down when she goes to show you a fight video she had saved on twitter and it instead opens up to a girl throat fucking her girlfriend with a strap.

It’s dead silent as you piece together what’s really been making her crazy. And she is staring at her phone, she turned it off and chucked it , in abject horror. Not for long though of course.

“Did you wanna try that” She’s gonna cream her pants.

And that’s how you end up here, on your knees, Vi’s black strap within an inch of your face and Vi herself looking just as delicious as usual. Maybe more so, if you’re being honest.

Eyes trailing her body as they make their way up. From the hot pink happy trail that only stops a few centimeters from her belly button to her toned beyond belief torso. I mean abs like hers should be illegal really, and her breasts , god they looked great from this angle.

But more importantly was her eyes, dark with a hunger you’d only seen a few times on her. Taking in every piece of you, and if this was anyone else you’d feel vulnerable, but you don’t, not with her.

“Just gonna stare or you gonna put that pretty mouth to work, babe”

A shiver went down your spine as you leaned forward, grasping the toy at the base and kissing up the side length before coming to the tip. Tapping it on your tongue and giving it a few light licks.

“Don’t tease.” Vi’s voice was tight and barely restrained. She had one hand buried softly in your hair but her grip tightened as she spoke, giving a warning tug.

“Can’t help it,” you gave her a soft smirk “it’s just so fun” at that a sharper tug that had the ghost of a whine leave your mouth. Finally you stopped your teasing, anticipation having brewed enough.

Taking her deeper and deeper as a steady pace before it bottomed out, and you’d be lying if the feeling of Vi’s bush against your nose and the sweet sent of her musk that filled your senses didn’t have you clenching around nothing. Drawing back and repeating until you had a good temp, rubbing and gripping at her trembling thighs to steady yourself.

And Vi, she was in heaven. You’d think this wouldn’t feel that good, that it wouldn’t live up to all the fantasies she’d created in her mind. But if anything, this was better. She had the prettiest girl in the world in front of her , sucking her dick like a porn star, hell she could feel the moans you were trying to muffle vibrating through the silicone and it was doing something fierce to her. But it wasn’t enough.

“Oh fuck, pretty girl you’re doin so good . So fucken good promise , but I need more” Her voice was wrecked , bordering on the line of pathetic. A raspy whiney mess and damn if it wasn’t working for you.

“What’s wrong baby , whaddya need?” You pull back and a line of spit connects your lips to the tip of her cock, almost as thin as her restrain is wearing at the moment. Hand coming to jerk it off. Because despise it being fake, the grinder that lay underneath bumping relentlessly against Vi’s sensitive clit was very real.

“Need to fuck your face” oh this was filthy

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, just fuck. C’mon princess. Don’t tease” Another raspy whine left her lips as her hips bucked forward, and you thighs pressed together to follow.

“Yeah Vi, okay. Fuck my face” it was breathy but just as needy in response and it had her removing her hand from your hair so that it could help the other gather all the fly away and pull it back, becoming a handle of sorts. Mumbling soft but ever so genuine ‘thank you’s.

“Just tap me twice if it’s too much , alright pretty?”

“Alright.”

“Good girl, now open up for me.” She instructed and you obeyed, jaw dropping and tongue out far enough to cover your teeth. The first few were gentle, testing. But after she had it, all bets were off. Hips snapping relentless , silicone bumping against the back of your throat as you tried to suck in tandem. Spit dropping down the sides of your mouth and down your chest.

“Oh that’s so good, doin so good for me , babe. So fucken good”

“God you’re perfect, mouth is perfect, taking me so well”

And when you gagged the first time, she knew she wasn’t lasting long.

“Oh fuck, that’s right pretty girl. Just fucken choke on my cock.” She was practically bent over cradling your head as she humped the toy into your mouth. Coil in her stomach tightening with every thrust, threatening to snap with every moan you let out in response .

It came as no surprise to the both of you when she let out whine turned growl as she chased and then road out her high. Grinding against the bumper and simultaneously choking you on her cock. A few more jerky and not nearly as strong thrusts before she was pulling out. Hazy and in complete awe of you. Even as you were covered in spit and blinking away tears.

“Too rough?”

“Never”

“Good.” Before she was helping you stand to carrying you to the bedroom.

“Did so good , babe. I’m gonna fuck you till you see stars tonight.”

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𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ❤︎︎

𝐌𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝❤︎︎

[sinstear]

18+ apparently all i can think about is tired/lazy & needy tribbing with vi. not the best but we move :)

your hands are everywhere and nowhere. for a while your arm is around her waist, your hand cupping the back of her head and her mouth is taking all your kisses possible. she’s greedy but methodical. she wants more but her hunger for them is low. she’s tired, hasn’t slept much in the past few days, but she wants you. she wants to feel every part of you. her teeth nipped your bottom lip abruptly, and vi grins against your mouth at the moan that claws out of your throat. “brat,” you huffed and held her tighter. guiding her hips back and forth slowly, her cunt sliding against yours.

“am i?” she laughed but it quickly changes to a soft whimper once you’re grinding upwards, practically dragging her against your cunt. “fuck,” vi pulled away, pressing her forehead against yours. “i love you.” she mumbled, gripping your shoulder tightly.

sliding your hand up behind her neck, and threading your fingers into her hair, you smiled softly at her while tugging hard enough to have her gasping. “i love you,” you chuckled. “you’re so needy when you wanna cum.”

“missed you so much today,” vi whimpered, fucking herself down against your cunt faster. her hands scrambling and trying to hold any part of you that she could. “you feel so good.”

reluctantly, you remove your fingers from her hair, quick enough that she herself is pulling away and looking down at you. her lips are parted, soft moans and whimpers slipping past her plump swollen lips and a deep blush blooms the apples of her cheeks when you cup her face and grin tiredly at her.

kissing the palm of your hand, vi murmured quiet i love you’s and grabbed your free hand in hers, and interlocked your fingers. “you make me feel so good,” she admitted, eyes fluttering closed when you’re pulling her face closer and locking her lips in a soft kiss. “always make me feel so good, you’re perfect.”

falling back onto the bed fully, vi giggles at your abrupt huff, that she greedily swallows, and leans over you, still fucking herself fast and hard against your soaked pussy.

“fuck,” you murmured against her mouth, her hands pinning yours beside your head and grinding down on your cunt with more vigor, and more need. more more more, she pleads, tears running down her face and staining her flush skin. “baby, fuck, oh,” you chanted between moans and squeezed her hands tighter.

her cunt slides against yours with ease, like it was made for yours and she’s pulling one of her hands away from yours and gripping one of your tits instead, squeezing at the flesh and pinching at your nipple each time her hips move in a slow yet agonising gentle pace, grinding down enough. “you’re so fucking hot,” her lips rest against your shoulder, biting and sucking at your skin. “s..shit.”

“vi, baby,” your voice cracked, free hand reached out and grabbed her hip. “c’mon, baby, fuck yourself on my pussy like you mean it. you’re not gonna break me.”

pathetically, vi pulls away, sits up slowly, rests her hand on your lower stomach and wraps her arm around your leg before giggling at the way you groan under your breath and hum softly. “like this? you like how i fuck you like this?” she asks, hips moving frantically, nails digging into your skin.

“yeah, yeah,” you replied breathlessly, eyes hooded yet wide and staring at her in pure adoration. “just like that angel, keep fucking me like that.”

“gonna cum,” vi cried out at the feeling of the flutter in her stomach. “please, need to cum, let me cum, please,” she begs, cunt clenching around nothing.

“yeah? gonna cum, baby? all over my pussy?” you laughed, voice cracked and raspy, your hips buck up into her and violet keens at the feeling of your pussy rubbing deliciously against hers. “of course, you are, go ahead baby, make a mess over me.”

your words have the blood rushing to her head, her clit throbs and her hips and legs are starting to ache. if it wasn’t for the grip you had on her, she would have fallen onto you by now, still needy and whiny. “little more, please, fuck, i just need—” the words die in her throat, can feel your clit rubbing against yours and she sinks her nails into the skin of your stomach. “please cum, need you to cum with me—” vi cries, unaware of your own orgasm approaching.

“m’right here with you, baby,” you promised, stroking her hip slowly. “whenever you want, cum, s’okay.”

“oh fuck, i love you, i love you—” a loud whimper rips through her throat, and her body tenses abruptly. “you’re so good to me, i love you.” she repeats.

vi’s orgasm rips through her like a tidal wave, without another warning and her body goes rigid above you. she holds your leg to her tightly, riding through her orgasm selfishly, with you not far behind. “cum, please, baby—”

it’s not long after and your body tenses this time, your hands flying up to grab ahold of her hips and keeping her still. grinding up against her pussy, your eyes flutter closed as you cum with a guttural moan. vi’s body twitches, needing something more as you hold her, not letting her move and practically using her to get off, “baby, can you just— need you.” she whines, holding onto your hands, eyes rolling into the back of her head.

“shut up, i let you use me to get off, now it’s my turn.”

[cursedyuri]

loser!vi masturbating to ur spring break insta posts <33 this is a repost of a req i received yesterday so if you’ve seen this already no u didn’t! 18+ as always, minors dni!

right now, you’re on a vacation somewhere tropical, spending your spring break on an island with powder-white sand and turquoise waters. vi clicks through your instagram story, past pictures of rum punches and piña coladas, your current beach read, and the spring sunshine glittering on the waterfront. but there’s only one post she keeps replaying: a snapshot of you clad in a tiny bikini that leaves very little to the imagination.

vi’s free hand is shoved beneath her boxers, fingers toying at her clit as she drinks in every detail of you in the photo. she imagines herself pulling your tits free from that pathetically tiny bikini top, closing her lips around your nipples and sucking till you whine her name and scratch pretty pink lines into her back. she imagines how wet you are, cunt flushed pink under your bathing suit’s thong silhouette, and how you’d gasp when she stuffed you full of her fingers. alone in her shitty studio apartment, hundreds of miles away from where you bask in the sunlight on a beach, she fucks herself silly to that photo of you - moans your name when she creams on her own fingers, pussy spasming pathetically.

she wipes her hand on the outside of her boxers, the fabric already crusted over from the last time she’d touched herself to your instagram page. that was, what, twenty minutes ago? she’d gone through your highlights, specifically the one with all your selfies on it - and can you blame her? those pictures of you dolled up for nights out, selfies of you in skimpy outfits, your makeup perfectly applied, tits perfectly perky in a push-up bra. she’d slid three fingers into her wet cunt to the thought of you, a few drinks in, pliant beneath her while her strap splits you open again and again.

the air in her apartment is heavy with the scent of sex and the sweet aroma of weed - she’s smoked a few joints throughout the day, maintaining that hazy high that lingers like a cloud of delirium. maybe she should get up, clean the apartment, start her day properly…

nah. her phone lights up with a notification that you’d posted another story - a mirror selfie in your bikini, your plump lips pursed into a kissy face. and oh, fuck. she’s gotta jerk off again.

[visdollie]

☆ having fun without me?

sum: vi isnt happy when she sees you posing on your insta story with another girl at a party

cw: wlw, angry sex, overstim, fem!reader, dom!vi, clit rubbing (r!receiving), dirty talk, slapping, name calling (slut), not proofread

fucked.

fucked is what you were when you realized the time. after countless hours of heartfelt conversations and a plethora of shots, you had gotten so distracted at the party that you forgot to get home to vi on time.

10:00 pm was the time vi told you before your friend picked you up. it was fucking 2:31 am. you already knew how impatient she could be.

"aw, leaving so soon?" a girl you met at said party whined at you with a tilt to her head as she watched you rush to gather your belongings and text your friend a quick "meet me outside" in an obvious hurry. the same girl you decided to snap a cute 'harmless' selfie with and post to your story.

you dashed out the door, leaving her a quick "so sorry we'll meet again soon!" before rushing to the parking lot, searching for your friends car with a look of fear on your face.

"im fucked, im so fucked!" you yapped her ears off, just watching her roll her eyes and drive you home.

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shivers went down your spine as you steadily unlocked and opened your shared front door, avoiding making any noise in hopes that vi was just asleep, and would just penalize you in the morning.

you were practically on your tippy toes, but the creaky door did you no justice as it slipped out your grip and slammed closed.

"fuck." you whispered.

it was terrifyingly dark in your home. not a single peep or sound besides the loud ass air conditioner. you thought you were fine for the night, but no.. not until your girlfriend snaked an arm around your waist, pulling you back roughly as a yelp slipped from your lips.

"ah! vi.. you scared me." you giggled anxiously. vi could sense that you both knew the obvious issue which placed tension between the situation as she planted kisses across your collarbone.

"missed me?" she muttered on your warm, sticky skin in a malicious tone. you nodded your head, too nervous to say anything that could possibly anger her more.

she crept closer to your ear. "was having fun without me, yeah? takin pics with random girls, lettin them grab all on your ass? bet you had a great fucking time.. slut." she bit down on your neck, not hard enough to leave a scar, but harsh enough to taste the metallic flavor of your blood. you whimpered, loud.

"m sorry.. was jus having fun, n i didnt realize the tim-"

you yelped as she grabbed your wrist and dragged you down the so familiar hallway to your bedroom, muttering a rough "shut it. you saw this coming, baby."

the grip she had on your wrists tightened, her nails digging into your soft skin that made it obvious to you she was getting angrier by the second. was she angry because you got home late? or because of your oh so touchy friend? you assumed it was both.

all thoughts were snapped out of your head as she threw you on the silky, crepe pink sheets and immediately started attacking your neck with bites and bruises.

"mmh.." you whined pathetically, letting her take your brain over and dumb it down. her hand slid down your body, putting it up your skirt to rub at your clit at a rugged pace to make you more wet, as if you already werent.

your poor body struggled in determination to move away from her touch but her grip on your hips with her free hand kept you still. she lifted up from your collarbone, admiring the mess she made. "keep still, slut. shouldve been home on time, but was too busy out fuckin girls, yeah?" her pace on your clit grew faster.

"f-ffuhck.. was.. wasnt fuckin no one, vi! was jus havin fun.. d.. dont even know the girls name.. m sorry.." you babbled on and on hoping for some relief on your poor clit as she went faster each word you spoke. she had no plans of showing mercy, no way. she was way too pissed for that.

"yeah, right. she shouldnt have been touchin you like that, baby." a loud, harsh slap met your thigh, pulling a choked out moan from the back of your throat. "p-please!"

she felt you growing wetter through your panties, deciding to pause her steady motions to rip them off. she grinned at how wet you were. your pussy was glistening, practically reflecting off the ceiling light. you stuffed your face in your pillow in embarassment.

"so fuckin wet, its like you were waiting on this. prolly were, slut." she belittled you, listening to your whines of disagreement. her fingers rubbed up and down your cunt, lubricating them so she'd be able to fuck you senseless. sloppy noises of you pussy making her drip through her own underwear.

you keened at the feeling. "p-please.. fill me up vi! hurry.." vi let out a grunt of annoyance at your impatience. a rough SLAP at your pussy. yeah, that'll shut you up.

tears welled up in your eyes as you pressed your lips closed, a long whimper leaving them. "always so fucking noisy." your girlfriend quietly muttered before shoving two of her fingers deep in your cunt. "just wanna be stuffed full with my fingers, dont you baby?"

throwing your head back at the feeling, you nodded hastily. brain going dumb as she worked her digits in and out of you, thumb going at your clit. "tell me baby, did you do anything with that girl, hmm? why were you with her?" she spoke to you softly, as if she wasnt pissed a few seconds ago.

"w..was just a friend vi, promise! she.. haah.. means nothin to mme.. pleasepleaseplease.."

she snickered at your babbling, fucking you quicker as a reward of your honesty. you knew vi wasnt really worried about you leaving her. you adored her and she adored you on an unfathomable level, she just worried about your safety. (and had a big fear of other bitches growing crushes on you.)

"gon.. gonna cum.." you whined, legs trembling from how sore they were growing. vi felt you clenching around her rough fingers, thumb rubbing at your clit to loosen you up.

"cmon, baby. cum for me. let go all over my fingers.." her words made you sob out even more. you clawed at the sheets, cumming all over them with a long, drawn out wail.

she kept fucking her fingers into you, adding a third one. you started kicking your legs in overstimulation, whining for her to let up but she was relentless.

"tell me, baby. tell me who you belong to."

you doubted you could even speak properly due to the aggressive fingerfucking, but you made an attempt, tears dripping onto the sheets at this point. pathetic.

yet you tried anyway. "y..you vi.. belong to.. you.."

she faught back a laugh, removing her fingers from your cunt and planting a kiss to your forehead. you laid back onto the bed, immediately squeezing your thighs closed.

"you did so well, cupcake. but you arent going out for a while."

you frowned, rolling your eyes at her. secretly though, you didnt mind. if it means being able to spend more time with your girlfriend, you dont mind.

@ visdollie 2024

[sevikasthrouple]

⌇ PUSSY DRUNKノ—DRABBLE

strap, pussy drunk!vi !

Vi tops you but she moans louder than you when her strap digs into your drooling cunt. She looks at you with her lust-filled, blue eyes— puppy eyes, really. She begs silently for more of your cunt even though she can't feel the strap, it's not a real dick. But she swears she can.

"You're tight," Vi grunts and shoves her strap deeper until it buries inside all the way.

"Oh, fuck," you curse and guide her movements. You need to guide her movements, she's too pussy drunk to make sense of anything that's happening right now. "Vi, ‘think you should lay down."

"No, I'm fucking you." Vi said through gritted teeth and snapped her hips forward, making you moan. You giggled right after.

"Hardly."

Vi glares at you, frowning, she knows you're right.

[shouyuus]

18+, college roommate!vi cinematic universe thigh-riding, questionable vape-usage, oral (vi receiving), smut with a fluffy ending

"s-sweet fuck, pretty girl -- j-just -- just like that --"

you let out a soft whimper, rutting your hips over her flexed thigh, whining as she leans back, a palm resting on your waist, the other clutching her hot pink vape, bringing it up to her lips for a long hit before tugging you down, blowing the dragonfruit-flavored smoke into your mouth.

you suck in, tasting the bright tang of the vape smoke as your pussy clenches, your clit throbbing as you chase your orgasm, grinding down over vi's leg as she groans thick in the back of her throat, her eyes dark and hazed out as she watches you with parted lips.

"like -- like that?" you ask, your voice high and desperate even as vi bites her lips, letting her head fall back against the wall of her room, her cheeks high with color as you reach down and wedge a hand between your bodies, slipping your fingers under the waistband of her boy shorts to thumb clumsily at her clit. she keens, fingers digging into your waist as she jerks you against her, your juices now so sticky on her thighs that it squelches every time you rut your hips forwards and back.

"fuck -- yeah... mm --" she shifts, hoisting you further up just to meld her mouth with yours, licking into your mouth as your pace stutters and you groan, fingers clutching at her shoulders, her biceps, steadying yourself on her arms as she kisses a harsh line down your neck, sucking a deep hickey into the junction of your throat. "shit, you're so -- so hot, so pretty--"

"vi -- vi -- m'so close --" your lashes flutter as you feel the familiar twist in your gut, the warm already spilling through your limbs.

she chuckles, "c'mon princess --" she tugs on your chin, blowing another puff of smoke in your face, smirking when your breath hitches, "look at me -- wanna see your face when you fuck yourself stupid on my thighs --"

the tension in your belly snaps, your whole body shaking as your orgasm rocks through you. and vi -- she guides you through it, groaning out long and low as she feels you twitch over her, your cunt squeezing around nothing as you ride out your own orgasm against her. you eyes flicker but she keeps you upright, forcing you to look at her even as the edges of your vision fizz out into white sparks of pleasure.

she kisses you as you come down, grinning at the way you whine when she pulls away for another hit of the vape, opening her mouth as you press back in, your fingers finding the soaked folds of her cunt, pressing in, her kissing you as smoke wreathes out the corners of your mouths. you trade the same breath back and forth till you lose count, till you can't figure if the sweetness is the smoke or just the tingling addiction of her mouth on yours.

"mm... wow, princess -- that was --" she hiccups as you press a line of sloppy kisses down her neck, the pale, lamp-kissed bend of her shoulder, the small divot between her breasts, pausing to lave your tongue over her nipples, the piercings there cold as you suck them between your soft lips. your revel in the way she gasps then, the way her fingers bite into your skin.

you reach up wordlessly to tug the vape from her slack fingers, her eyes half-lidded and alight with a loose, liquid hunger as she watches you work down the length of her body.

"you're so wet, vi..." you murmur, pressing a kiss to her hipbone, smiling up at her as you tug on the waistband of her boyshorts. she lifts her hips, her cheeks darkening as she clears her throat.

"yeah well -- 's not like you can blame me -- oh shit --"

her head thunks back against the wall as you dig your nose into the thin trail of hair that leads to her sopping folds, the slick there glistening in the wane light. you only allow yourself a second to admire her before bringing the vape to your lips and sucking in a breath of the synthetically sweet smoke, and then you're lowering your mouth to her and pressing your tongue into her slow, moaning long and loud, your eyes fixed on her face, watching for the twitch of her lips, the slack in her jaw.

"jesus christ -- mm-mngh --!"

you fight back a grin as she whimpers, her thighs tightening on either side of your face. her fingers dig through your hair as she forces her eyes open to look down at you, an open, needy expression on her face that you doubt she'd willingly show to anyone else. but the knowledge that you can bring her to such pleasure quickens your own pulse and drives you forward as you give her clit a hard suck and she keens again -- that gorgeous, high, helpless sound even as she presses you harder against her folds and jerks against your face, guiding you into a rhythm that suits her needs.

"fuck, fuck, fuck princess --" she lets out a string of incoherent swears as you feel her shove your face into her harder and harder, and all you can do is offer up your mouth, your tongue, anything and everything you can till she shakes apart above you, her release coating your lips and dripping down your chin.

you lap at it hungrily, savoring the salty-sweet-tang even as she finally relaxes her thighs and you manage to pull yourself up for a breath. your face is sticky, and honestly, so is she, but her laughter is warm when she tugs you up to give you a lingering kiss.

your head is a smoke-filled euphoria of half-formed thoughts as the pair of you collapse, boneless, sweaty, and sated onto her messy sheets. she kicks off her boyshorts, leaving her just as naked as you already were as she curls around you, her arms solid and strong, yours curled against her chest, your fingers splayed over the smooth expanse of her skin, tracing abstract shapes as you turn to face her.

"you got somethin' on your face there, sweets," she says, rubbing at thumb down your slick-covered chin. you crinkle your nose, turning to wipe your face messily against her bicep even as she laughs.

"mm... why didn't we do this sooner?" you ask, curling into her, your faces inches apart.

"what, this like -- smoke each other out and have amazing, mind-blowing sex?" vi asks, grinning.

you giggle, shaking your head, "no! i mean -- well, yes, but like... this.." you reach out and cup her cheek, the touch so gentle it stills you both.

vi sighs, shrugging, "dunno, cupcake. i -- i guess i was caught up in..." her eyes cast about her room, the band posters and hand-scribbled workout notes tacked to her wall, "in wondering if you -- if you felt the same about me, i just..."

you purse your lips around a burgeoning smile, "you just... forgot to ask me?"

vi scoffs, rolling her eyes, "yeah, yeah, whatever. we get it -- you had to make the first move but --" her eyes soften, and so does her voice, "at least we're here now, right?"

"mm," you nod, inching closer, "and we've still got another six months left on the lease."

"six months is a long time," vi says, her voice husky as she rubs a thumb along your cheek.

"yeah... plenty, if we're trying to make up for lost time but..." you hesitate over a held breath, "what happens after?"

"after... we both graduate?"

"yeah."

for a moment, vi's silent. and all around you, the future stretches out like the moonless night, tendrils of shadow reaching like spindled fingers into the unknown future.

"after that... i go wherever you go, cupcake."

you blink, eyes meeting hers, a startled spark of uncertainty rising within you.

"you..."

vi smiles, a crooked, honest thing of lips and teeth. she hooks her ankles around yours and presses your foreheads. her hand comes up to caress the back of your neck.

"if you think i'll ever let you go again after all that... you've got another thing comin', princess."

you let out a relieved laugh, leaning in for a kiss.

"right. i guess the orgasm really was that good, huh?"

vi laughs too then, a soft, breathy sound.

"sure. but really... i mean it. i'm yours, cupcake. for as long as you'll have me."

your lashes flutter; your heart skips. then, you're the one pulling her in for a kiss, one that's sweet as it is consuming. the skin-scalding simmer of a long-burning flame, a spark catching hold on a breath of summer wind.

"i might not be a theoretical physicist, but from what i've heard, forever is a really long time," you say. and vi, to her credit, only takes a second before understanding blossoms in her eyes and she pulling you to her, crushing you in a stomach-turning embrace.

"you're my everything, princess. you know that?"

you bury your face in the crook of her neck and breathe her in. the room smells like sex and sweat and the soft perfume of your shared shampoo. you grin, a giddy heat pluming up your chest to coil at the back of your throat.

"and you're mine, vi."

vi puffs out a breath, her voice just a tiny bit shaky as she cradles your head in her palm.

"yeah. i know, sweets. i know i am."

[niilue]

—when you can't resist it and you spank vi—

cw: fem reader, funny and silly situation, drabble, mention of spank, vi ashamed.

ekko's hiding place was relatively quiet, except for the sound of metal tools clinking and the occasional scattered conversation. you’d been wandering around, trying to find something useful to do, but your attention kept drifting toward vi.

she was bent over a table, working on her gauntlets as usual. her movements were meticulous and focused, and the furrow in her brow made it clear she was completely absorbed in her task. her jacket rested on a nearby chair, leaving her fitted tank top on display, highlighting the defined lines of her shoulders and muscles.

but it wasn’t her tank top that caught your attention—it was her pants. vi always wore those long, dark pants, snug and fitted, as if they were made specifically for her. the way they clung to her body, outlining every curve, was almost mesmerizing.

and now, with her leaning over the table, all her weight resting on her arms, the fabric stretched in a way that made everything stand out even more. you couldn’t help but notice how the curve of her backside was perfectly outlined, firm and athletic.

for a moment, a mischievous spark ignited in your mind, growing quickly into a reckless idea.

"why not?" you thought to yourself, a sly grin spreading across your face.

you crept up behind her, careful not to make a sound on the metal floor. vi didn’t even notice your presence, too focused on adjusting some mechanism on her gauntlet.

the opportunity was perfect. without giving it too much thought, you raised your hand and delivered a slap to her backside so loud it echoed across the hideout, causing a few nearby heads to turn in surprise.

the impact made vi’s backside jiggle slightly, the material of her pants rippling briefly from the force before snapping back into place.

“WHAT THE FUCKKK?!” vi shouted, straightening up so fast she nearly knocked over the table. her hand immediately flew to her backside as she whipped around to face you, her expression a mix of shock and rage.

her cheeks, normally pale, were now tinged with a deep red, the flush crawling up her neck. you couldn’t help it—you burst into laughter, bending over as you tried to catch your breath.

“sorry, sorry!” you managed to say between giggles, though your tone was anything but apologetic. “i couldn’t resist!”

vi stared at you, her blue eyes wide with disbelief. she looked as though she was trying to process what had just happened, her mouth opening and closing like she couldn’t quite find the words. finally, she pointed a shaky finger at you.

“what the hell makes you think that was a good idea?!” she demanded.

“well…” you began, shrugging with a playful grin. “with those pants and that pose, you were practically begging for it.”

vi’s jaw dropped. her hands fell to her hips as she stared at you, clearly caught between laughing and yelling. she opted for yelling.

“begging for it? are you kidding me?! it hurt, you idiot!”

“Ah, come on, vi,” you said, trying to soften the moment. “it was a little token of affection.”

“that wasn't affection! that was a fucking attack,” she retorted, twitching slightly as if the sting was still present.

"i honestly didn't think it would move that much. it was the highlight of my day.” you replied, unable to keep a smile off your face.

“SHUT UP!” vi snapped, her voice cracking slightly as her blush deepened. her hands moved to cover her backside defensively, as if to shield it from another ambush.

“is it still stinging?” you asked, feigning innocence. “or was it just a really good hit?”

vi’s hands slowly dropped to her sides as she narrowed her eyes at you, her face now an unmistakable shade of red. for a moment, you thought she might lunge at you, but instead, she took a deep breath, her shoulders visibly tensing.

“get ready to run,” she growled, her voice dangerously low. “because when i catch you, you’re not walking away from this.”

“is that a challenge?” you teased, taking a step back.

“no,” vi said, her tone chilling. “it’s a damn promise.”

before you could say another word, vi started moving toward you. you did the only sensible thing: you bolted.

your laughter echoed through the hideout as vi chased after you, her growls of frustration barely audible over your hysterical giggling. you knew you were in trouble, but you couldn’t stop thinking about her flustered, embarrassed expression.

totally worth it.

[gtgbabie0]

{Roomate!Vi giving you what you deserve}

!!-18//MDNI-!! //CW// cheating (reader) slightly pervy vi fingering slight dumbification

Violet hates your girlfriend, no, like really hates your girlfriend. It’s stupid, if she’s being honest with herself. There was no actual sense to her hatred, hell she’s never even met the damn women! It’s just jealousy. An ugly feeling that has managed to root itself deep inside her, making her want to snap and just take you for herself— so well, she did.

You deserved better then whatever she was giving you, which clearly wasn’t a lot from the way you’re constantly whining and bitching, and the fact you’re currently taking three of Violets fingers— stuffed deep inside your wet cunt like you were made for it, practically swallowing them up.

Violet had grown sick and tired of listening to you go on and on about how she’s such a ‘horrible girlfriend’, how she ‘stood you up’ or has been ‘ignoring you’ or whatever other bullshit you complain about it. Honestly it was a daily thing.

But you’ve been extra snappy recently, so goddamn annoying with your little taunts and those lingering gazes— practically begging her to bend you over. All you needed was a good fuck and Violet was more than happy to help you out, kinda.

“What time is she picking you up again?” She says it all too casually as if she isn’t currently knuckle deep inside you— fucking you into her mattress with just her fingers.

Your lips part then close, struggling to find the words— if any at all. Nothing comes out just a jumble of needy moans as you try to close your thighs around her hand, writhing against her bed, hands fisting at her bedsheets.

“Can’t remember, huh? You even know what day it is, pretty girl?— or can you not speak, hmm?” She coos, grinning wolfishly, her soft blue eyes darkening as she curls her fingertips up against that spongy spot that makes you see double— head tipping back against her pillows, hips grinding up against her hand clumsily. “My fingers feel that good doll?”

It was a sight, seeing you all spread out for her— not your girlfriend, her. Violet was half tempted to get it on video, show it to your soon to be ex (she’s sure it isn’t gonna last long after this) how you liked to be fucked. Because hell if Vi hasn’t perfected the art of your body down to the fucking T within the span of five minutes.

“Nuh—yes!— just— ughh!” you give up trying to form a sentence. A low chuckle rumbles out from Vi’s chest as her free hand pushes on your thigh, roughly, spreading you back open with a tut— watching in awe as she stretches your greedy hole open with her digits, disappearing inside your wet heat, slick dribbling between her fingers, soaking her hand.

Oh and she so smug about it, and you would fight back, really!— tell her to shut the hell up or something if your mind wasn’t so mushed up by pleasure— but it was and here you are drooling into the pillows and Vi is drunk off of the picture you’re making.

"Look at you, getting fucked silly just from my fingers. Imagine if I had my strap in you, baby.” She leans down, brushing her nose against your flushed cheek, breath fanning across your jaw. “I'd fucking destroy your pretty pussy." her voice low, rough, a filthy promise, a thought that hasn’t left her mind since that time she ‘accidentally’ walked in on you showering— a thought she’s fucked herself to more then once during sleepless nights.

You think you might just let her— sure it’s really messed up, your girlfriend is literally blowing up your phone right now, buzzing on Violets bedside table— waiting outside your apartment and well… you’re too busy getting fucked dumb by your roommates fingers, hitting you in places you need, filling you up. You hate to admit it but you’ve never been so wet before, her sticky bedsheets a testament to that.

“Vi— Vi, Ahh— uh—uh!” Your hips canter eagerly, trying to keep up with her hand as her thumb rubs circles against your hard clit— marvelling at the way you’re desperately trying to grind your cunt against her hand, chasing after what you needed— your gummy walls clenching around her, squelching obscenely.

“Yeah? Bout to cum already—” then she’s pulling back, slick digits slipping out of your messy cunt as that hot tightness in your tummy dwindles away into a devastating nothing, and you swear you could start sobbing— “Girlfriends’ calling babe.” She nods over to your phone with a twinkle in her blue eyes.

“Wha?— god— I don’t— I don’t fucking care!” It’s a pathetic noise that leaves your lips as your hand darts down to try and grab at hers, guiding it back to your throbbing pussy, “Just— please put em back in Vi, please, please.” You mewl, tears trickling down your cheeks.

And she’s half tempted to— rough fingertips teasing along your sticky folds— if it wasn't for the violent banging at your front door that sounds out through the apartment, ripping through this little moment and you can’t help but whine— frustrated. “Well that’s a shame isn’t it baby? Have fun tonight.” A teasing smirk plastered across her lips. God, you hated her.

You spend the night with uncomfortably wet panties, nothing but Violet on your mind— Violet who spends her own night finger fucking her cunt, the same fingers that were in you. What a damn mess you’ve gotten into.

[sapphiccup]

MDNI 18+ NSFW A QUICK SNACK A QUICK LIL SHMACK- A THOUGHT IF YOU WILL!

->Vi in a suit wearing her strap under it.<-

You both just got done having a delicious meal at this little joint down the street of Vi and your apartment.

Red wine in your system, the high of the fresh laughter still tickling your lips. You share a kiss, and another tasting the alcohol off of each other, lips and tongues in a never ending dance after a few more shared locked lips. Until you both find yourselves behind an alley, hiking your dress, spreading your legs, rubbing yourself on her bulge. Your slick messy, and sticky, your clit whiney, and god is it crying for her to stuff you up all nice and tight. Just throw the panties to gods knows where, who fucking cares. Her hot mouth mapping out your collar bone, your moans loud and tasty, Vi couldn’t help but gulp down her thirst for you, she needed to fuck you right then and there. Fuck who sees and fuck the police if they arrest you for simply fucking the hell out of each other.

[lorasdolly]

𝚂𝙻𝚄𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚈 𝚟𝚒 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

req by: @pizacat72

You and Vi often had sleepovers on weekends to make up for the time away during work days. The exhaustion and little time together can be a lot, the weekends making perfect space to enjoy.

You currently had your head against Vi’s chests and your leg swung over hers, limbs tangled together. She held you close with one hand while the other held the remote control. She was looking through movies in the horror section, hoping that since you were dozing off, you wouldn’t mention it.

She was well aware of how much you dislike scary movies, never letting you sleep properly. Vi clicked on one, stroking your hair to distract you from the eery song emitting from the screen.

Your head whips upwards towards her, “Vi.” You speak in a slight monotone voice. “Yes, baby?” She replies with an edge of humor, acting clueless.

“That’s a scary movie!” You yell, a petulant look on your face. You sat up at her side, kneeling besides her. One of her hands come to cradle your face, a grin plastered on her lips. “Nooo, what are you talking about, babe?” She giggles, leaning her head against the headboard.

“Don’t act stupid!” You reply and she puts her index finger against her own lips. “Shh, don’t yell! Gonna wake the neighbors up, babe!” She says in a hushed exclamation.

You scoff in mock offense, “Babe!” You said, grabbing a pillow and launching it towards her. She put her hands up to catch it before it got a blow on her face, the pillow covering her features for a moment. Your giggling dies out for a moment, then she removes the pillow, throwing it at you with double to force.

You gasp, watching as she got off the bed in quick defense. “You did it first!” She exclaims, a small childish pout on her features.

“That doeesn’t mean you’re allowed to do it back!” You yell immaturely, grabbing a pillow at the same time as her. She held her pillow defensively and you held yours offensively, throwing it at her head.

She throws hers following, making you slightly tumble back. A huff leaves your lips and your hand encircles her wrist, dragging her down onto the bed, then smothering a pillow on her face. “Stupid!” She’s laughing underneath, the giggles muffled.

She pushes you off and grabs smaller pillows besides her, watching as you caught your breath. She threw them towards you with less force because of the weakness in her hands from laughing.

Grabbing the same pillow you had earlier, you put it against your chest and pounced at her. Her body reinforces you backwards, pinning you against the bed with beads of cold sweat on her forehead, slightly panting.

The pillow was still inbetween the two of you, her forehead now pressed against yours. Your eyebrows furrowed, trying to get her off but failing. “Truce, baby?” She says, milimeters away from your lips.

You huff and look away, “Only if you change the movie!”

She giggles, placing a swift kiss against your forehead and moving besides you, leaning against the headboard again and looking through different movie options. Your hands crssed over your chest at an attempt to stay angry but her arm wrapped over your shoulders, forcing you to collapse against her chest.

Instinctively, you wrap your arms around her and nuzzle once again the way you were originally. She placed a small kiss on the top of your head this time, grabbing your cheek softly to look up at her.

“Baby?” She whispered and you hummed in acknowledgement, kissing her cheek tenderly.

“I won.” She whisepered cheekily, receiving a small nudge from you.

[bunslora]

sleepless silk ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ vi x reader

summary: soft sleepy sex with vi

tags: nsfw , 18+ , men dni .

wc: 813

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

"mfph—shit baby" you all but sighed into the kiss, vi kissed you back lazily, the almost groans slipping from her lips every now and again. you felt your girlfriends hands sneak to the small of your back, drawing you in closer; hips flushed against one another.

you had both simultaneously agreed to go to sleep a little bit ago. nevertheless vi had slipped a hand under your sleep shirt while the two of you nuzzled into each other, a calloused fingertip gliding closer and closer to the curve of your breast, the night air kissing your pebbled nipples.

that's how you ended up here—unhurriedly kissing, tangled up together in one another's arms, sleep slowly pulling you both under.

"fuck me—mmh! shit" you whined as vi pulled your hips impossibly closer to her own, grinding down against you both. she swore she could feel your pussy throb through your night shorts. "so good for me. my sweet girl." vi licked into your mouth, kisses becoming more hazy with each passing moment, refusing to surrender to the feeling of sleep. "mmph!" you moan, syncing the movements of your hips along with vi, as she gyrates her hips into you're clit just right. you try to stifle another moan, embarrassed by how quickly you've worked yourself up—attempt failed, vi graciously swallowing the breath of sound you let out into her mouth.

vi pulls at your waist, urging you down, rocking you against her. she flexes the muscles at her thighs hitting your clit perfectly. "fuck—fuck!" you whimper. "do you need me to make you come baby?" she asks you sincerely, no hint of tease or taste of malice in her question. "m so tired, i don't wanna move", you answer. "won't have to sweet girl. just let me do the work, k?" she responds, you nod, lips so adorably swollen from the way you feverishly kissed moments prior.

vi traces a hand down your sleep shorts, brushing her fingertips over your dampened panties. you shudder at the contact, involuntarily bucking your hips into her palm. "easy baby, i've got you" she whispers into your collar bone, lips grazing over your throat. she flattens her thumb, pressing into the wetness evident on your underwear, rubbing soft circles over your clit, hidden beneath the fabric. "vi, i need more—please" you whine into her mouth, still kissing with greedy intent. with that vi slips a hand down your panties, running a fingertip up and down your slit, catching any slick that she comes by.

you moan, her fingers slipping lower and lower, until it reaches your pulsing entrance. "this still okay baby?" she questions. like your answer would've been no—still grateful for the gesture, you nod at her—eager. "i need words baby" she says, "mhm! yeah." is all you can manage to get out.

permission granted, she slips a finger into you, completely drenched and under the influence of such little touch to. you're almost embarrassed, though vi finds it endearing how easy it is to get you worked up.

with one comes two, stretching you out. "mmph!" you whimper into her mouth, still kissing your girlfriend. "that feel good sweet girl?" fuck. you only manage to let out slight whimpers—laced with sleep in response. she curls two fingers, still inside of you and your hips involuntarily buck into her palm in an attempt to urge her further inside of you. her palm grazing the peak of your clit with every thrust of her fingers, building delicious friction.

"v-vi" is all you can mutter out, her fingers relentlessly hitting that spot that makes you seethe with pleasure. "that's it princess, just let it happen." vi says, lulling you through the overwhelming sense of ecstasy. you feel your orgasm begin to bubble deep in your core, threatening to spill over—"c-close" you utter into her neck.

hips thrashing into her palm, pulling her in impossibly deeper as she continues to work you through it. vi presses her fingers right into you, curling perfectly against your g-spot, and that being all it took for your orgasm to bubble over.

you grab onto her wrist, keeping her inside to ensure that she won't pull away as you come. "that's it baby, just feel into it" she reassures as you ride out the last of your peak. vi gently slides her fingers out, wrapping her lips around them—sucking her fingers clean and you almost ask if she wants to go again.

the both of you satisfied as you settle back into her arms, submitting to the sleep that continues pull you both under. "mmph— love you baby" you hear vi murmur into your hair as she gets comfortable. you kiss behind her ear, to tired to utter out any actual words. a small gesture but it tells her everything she needs to know.

inbox ⤿ open

[evesbookshop]

𝐕𝐢 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞

Vi Thirst

✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿

Dom Vi, who teeters on the edge of service top and brat tamer depending on what kind of mood you both end up in. Who will fuck you from the back and pull you up from your hair for whatever stunt you pulled that day. And who will also decide whatever outfit you’ve slipped into for date night won’t be making it out the door before cornering you against a wall and dropping to her knees to eat you out until you couldn’t go on the date if you wanted.

Dom Vi, who despite loving the way you look as she fucks you out on her strap , is the queen of foreplay and sex that doesn’t require a harness. Who will let you think you’re getting away with teasing her all day only to find yourself straddling your thigh by the end of it.

“Needy baby. Wanted all that attention earlier right? So why don’t you give me a show now, Sugar?”

Switch Vi, who adores the power struggle in bed. Who hates fighting with you day to day but adores trying to see who’s literally gonna be coming out on top. Who adores flipping you over and pinning your arms but folds when your knee presses between her thighs.

Switch Vi, who could fuck you into the mattress early in the morning only to be a begging mess later that night . Who visually has a shift in demeanor when she just doesn’t wanna be in charge anymore and hands over the reigns no problem , perfectly content to be used

“Fuck yeah ride me , Sugar doin such a good job. Looks so pretty for me nngh fuck just like that baby please.”

Sub Vi, who has the greediest cunt you’ve ever seen. Who could and would take your whole fist if you wanted her to while still begging for more. With a pretty pink clit that stays exposed between her labia and will rub against the seem of her boxers all day meaning she’s already soaked and ready for you when she gets home.

Sub Vi, who tries to brat but by the time your fingers are curling inside of her and your tongue comes into contact with her pussy she’s keening and swearing up and down that she can be good. Who’s moans stay raspy and broken but with a new found desperation as she swears up and down she’ll take whatever you give her. Who you can find at home fucking herself with the strap you fucked her with this morning as she moans your name and groans in frustration that it’s not really you.

“Ah baby please fuck , cmon I’ll be so good I promise . Yeah - yeah I promise, Sugar. Fucken love your cock , wanna feel you in my guts“

✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿❀✿

𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐛 𝐕𝐢. 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭

[sinstear]

you don’t know how long you’ve been lying here; sweaty, panting, sinking your nails into vi’s shoulder, but all you know is that she’s been having way too much fun. too much fun seeing how many times she could make you cum; it was a joke at first, mindlessly mumbling that she could make you cum more than 3 times, more than any ex has in a night. for a second you knew she was joking but when you saw the mischievous glint in her eyes and that infuriating yet adorable grin, you knew you were fucked. vi wasn’t joking anymore.

she was adamant about making you cum more times for her than anyone else. “vi,” you murmured, fingers threading through her hair with a soft whine. her hum vibrates through your body and curls her fingers slowly, brushing against your walls perfectly. “fuck!” you gasped, squeezing your legs around her head and grinding up against her touch. vi’s quick to remove her hand from your hip, to grip your leg, pinning it down as she fucks her fingers in and out faster, grinning around your clit with each sound you let out.

“baby, s’too much,” you moaned and gripped the back of her head. were you trying to use her away or pull her closer? you weren’t sure anymore. the grip she has on your legs gets tighter each time your legs start to tremble, to thrash around and try to move, and by the way her eyebrows pinch forward into a tight frown, and her eyes flicker up to your face, it’s a silent you’re not going anywhere. the tears well up in the corners of your eyes before you can stop them, your walls clenching tightly around her fingers with each thrust and your toes curling.

vi grins once more, her fingertips brushing your velvet walls more vigorously and she swears that seeing you lying here, panting heavily and sweating profusely, is the second hottest thing she’s ever seen. watching you cum is always first. you assumed she would be done after the third time making you cum, but as you hold her tighter you realise she’s not.

it’s at a certain thrust of her fingers that your hand grabs a fistful of hair and grinds against her tongue and fingers sloppily. “gonna cum,” you choked out, tightening around her fingers. i know, she thinks and hums around your clit. “vi, stop, i can't,” but she doesn’t, she never falters and keeps fucking you.

your eyes flutter closed, the tears slip down your face and you tremble beneath her as your fingers tugged and pulled her hair; dragging her where you needed as you fucked yourself against her mouth. vi reluctantly removes her hand from your leg, and presses it down on your stomach instead, enjoying the way your back arched into her and your mouth opened with a loud shaky moan. “vi!” you cried out, your cunt squeezing around her fingers more. “please, m’gonna cum, please,” you sobbed pathetically.

she simply hums again, somewhat nods and curls her fingers, reaching that spongy spot deep inside that you barely get time to register what’s happening; your body tenses, hands holding her head still against you as you gush over her tongue with a broken string of whimpers.

vi fucks you through your orgasm, riding you through your high before she’s withdrawing her fingers, leaving you whiny and empty, and presses a kiss to your inner thigh with a subtle grin. “so, when you’ve had water, wanna see if we can make you cum a few more times?”

[fleshunger]

helping vi with her t-shots :3

vi x reader, established relationship, fluff, crack (?), masculine titles for vi (boyfriend), idk man i wrote this in 10 minutes, was thinking abt using he/him for vi in this one but decided against it idk how the crowd feels abt that, this is just cute n short silly okay?!!! layout inspired by kitguts and cowgirlvi

a.n: no way I posted after 400 years ok anyway this fic is not supposed to represent an accurate process of a testosterone shot please do not try to recreate at home i have never given myself or someone else a testosterone shot and im not entirely sure how the process works so if this isn’t realistically depicted please excuse me for I am inexperienced

You’re curled up on the side of the couch, mindlessly watching a random episode of Gossip Girl while occasionally scrolling through your phone.

It’s already dark out, and Vi still isn’t home. You know she likes to take her time at the gym, but you’re starting to wonder where she is and what she’s doing since she hasn’t come home yet.

As if on cue, the lock to your shared apartment clicks open, and in strides Vi, slightly out of breath, with her gym bag in one hand and what seems to be a pharmacy bag in the other. Her tan skin and bulging muscles glisten with a thin layer of sweat, making her all the more attractive.

“Hey, I’m back!” she huffs as she tosses her keys to the side, dropping her duffel bag to the floor and running a hand through her damp hair. She’s been growing it out, and you think she’s the handsomest she’s ever been. She lets out a loud sigh before heading to the fridge to chug an ice-cold bottle of water like a man parched.

“Hey yourself, what took you so long?” you ask, your attention entirely focused on her—especially on her moving back muscles. God, she’s so broad…

Vi snaps you out of your trance with her reply. “I got held up,” she says, taking another gulp of water before holding up the pharmacy bag. “Had to pick up my T from the pharmacy.”

“Oh, cool,” you say with a small hum and a slight nod, keeping your eyes on your boyfriend as she walks over to the couch and plops down next to you, stretching out her strong limbs.

“Gonna force me to give you your shot again?” you grin lightheartedly. Vi knows you actually don’t mind at all—on the contrary, you love helping her.

Vi raises a brow and nudges your side with an amused smirk. “You bet your ass I am,” she retorts playfully, making you roll your eyes.

You get up to gather everything you need for Vi’s shot: an alcohol pad, a clean needle, and, of course, her newly picked-up vial of testosterone.

“C’mere,” you command.

“Whatever ya say, Doc,” Vi quips as she lays herself over your lap like a little kitten, clearly getting comfortable.

“Butt again this ti—?”

“Yep,” Vi cuts you off before you can even finish the sentence.

You exhale softly as you grab the small vial. “Why don’t you let me put it in your leg or something normal? It’s like you want me to inject your butt,” you mutter while carefully filling the syringe with the hormone.

“Nah, butt’s funnier,” she says with a cocky grin, clearly enjoying the fact that she’s making you inject her ass.

You flick the syringe to get rid of any air bubbles. “Alright, alright, pants down, weirdo.”

“Someone’s eager to see my ass,” Vi teases as she shimmies down her sweatpants. You have to hold yourself back from giving her a slap or a pinch for that comment. She stops when she’s revealed enough skin to give you room to work with.

You gently grab the soft skin and carefully insert the syringe into her cheek, injecting her with the T.

Vi balls her hand into a fist, one eye squeezing shut. Despite doing this plenty of times, it still comes with a little pinch.

“Ow…” she huffs, her face scrunching up for a second.

You make sure to fully inject the dose before pulling the needle out, giving her ass an appreciative pat. “Alright, there’s your T-shot, big boy,” you say with a smile.

Vi rolls her eyes and pulls her pants back up. “Oh, shut up,” she groans sarcastically, readjusting herself into a more comfortable position.

You continue rubbing the curve of her ass—she sure is blessed in that department, after all.

“Have you noticed any symptoms?” you hum, genuinely interested in your boyfriend’s hormone journey.

“Hmm… well, my acne’s a bit worse, my mood’s kinda short at times, and I’m hairier,” she says with a yawn, looking up at you lovingly. “But my voice is deeper, I’m bulking easier, and there’s definitely an increase in strength, so there’s that.”

She grins, clearly enjoying those two aspects in particular.

“Oooh~! Lemme pop your pimples,” you leer, already wiggling your fingers.

Vi scoffs, wrinkling her nose in disgust. “No way in hell!”

try my recipe boy

[cheeseborgorbord2]

*Men and minors DNI*

(amab) Dom!Vi x dog demi-human [afab, latina] reader 𓃥 (NSFW)

Warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT, breeding, degradation, praise, power dynamic, masterbation, humping, giving head (vi recieving), biting, slightly rough treatment, domination.

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➻Vi who loves how needy you get during your heats. She loves when you hump her pillow [or even her leg].

➻Vi who will masterbate while watching you hump her pillow through the crack of the bedroom door. She won't tell you she's there.

➻Vi who loves watching your ears go back as she pulls your head back as she pounds her cock into you.

➻Vi who loves the howls of pleasure you let out that sometimes triggers any neighborhood dogs into a barking frenzy.

➻Vi who buys collars and leashes to make you be more of her bitch than you already are. She loves hearing you whine and whimper when she pulls you back when giving you back shots or when riding her reverse cowgirl.

➻Vi who bites your neck enough to leave a mark but not break skin to make it feel like a mating bite.

➻Vi who loves breeding you during your heats to help you calm down. She'll put you in a mating press and keep fucking you until you're dripping out streams of her cum.

➻Vi who loves to hold onto your ears as you give her head or when she fucks your face.

➻Vi who holds onto your tail [carefully as it's connected to your spine] when she fucks you laying down sideways or when you ride her face.

➻Vi who loves calling you her good girl, her perfect puppy, her puppy slut, her good bitch, her one and only favorite bitch, her good cumdump, her puppy toy, etc.

➻Vi who loves seeing your tail sway with your hips with every move you make, her eyes drifting to that ass she oh so loves.

➻Vi who calls herself an alpha during sex as a power dynamic, even though she's human: "you like when your alpha breeds you, good girl? You're taking your alpha's cock so well. Fuck, your alpha's gonna come! Take alpha's fat cock and hot cum!"

➻Vi who always makes sure you're okay after fucking you during your heats: "Are you okay, baby? Feeling better? Need a heating pad? What about water? Food? Your favorite treats?"

➻Vi who's hypnotized by your tail wagging against the bed when on your back or tied up and spread out by a bar.

➻Vi who has scratch marks on her back from your nails that you apologize for in the morning, no matter how many times she says "it's no problem".

➻Vi who starts out gentle during your heats until you beg her to do more or go faster.

➻Vi who has a bite mark on her shoulder from when you bit her that one time during sex.

➻Vi who loves when you wag your tail while she's pounding into you. Even if she's degrading you, your tail still wags because you're enjoying it and her.

➻Vi who gets hard when seeing you stretch in the mornings, her shirt riding up to reveal your stomach, or when you arch your back enough for your ass to be in the air.

➻Vi who loves to tease you by nibbling your ears or sensually stroking your tail.

➻Vi who loves seeing your manicured nails wrapped around her shaft when giving her a handjob or when sucking her off.

➻Vi who loves when you whine and become nonverbal: "Come on, puppy, use your words. Oh, is my good puppy girl being fucked dumb? That's right, keep whining, like a bitch in heat."

➻Vi who gasps or hisses when she feels your canines slightly touch against her cock when thrusting into your mouth.

➻Vi who will fuck you in all the rooms in the house or apartment, watching your tail bounce with every thrust of her hips and cock.

➻Vi who loves when you praise her during sex: "You're fucking me so good, my strong alpha! That's my good alpha, fuck, Vi!"

➻She let your pillow princess bottom ass dominate her once: "who's the whiny bitch, now?" It didn't last long until she was fucking you into oblivion, your head shoved against the pillow.

➻Vi who loves your bushy pussy and how natural you are. Sometimes she will ask to help you shave or trim it and get the hard to reach spots because she's weird like that. You let her do it because she won't stop begging and she's driving you nuts.

➻Vi who tears up at the thought of fucking you full until your pregnant with her babies after sex.

➻Vi who swears she'll be the best mom to your future kids.

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Will do an afab Vi of this with a strap if asked.

Please do not copy my work without credit. Reposts are appreciated.

[ditzycafe]

˚🥂⋆｡˚ ⋆ Warnings; 16+ WfW, sub!sevika(kinda?) fingering, eating out, hair gripping yk!

˚🫧⋆｡˚ ⋆ announcements; so this is my first writing so please be nice >:( but i hope you guys like! my m!list!

╰┈➤ kisses, dana 🌷

“fuck please…” sevika cries out as she threads her fingers through your hair pushing you down slightly, your nose bumping her clit sending jolts of pleasure through her body. Her legs on top of your shoulders, your arms wrapped around her thick thighs as you lap at her cunt, your fingers pistoling in and out of her hole “gonna cum, love?” you say pulling away with a slight smirk as your fingers don’t give up the relentless pace.

“shut the fuck up.” sevika growls out as she shoves your face back into her cunt, you going back to lapping up the juices flowing out. You feel her legs start to tremble around your head and you smile into her, “cmon baby cum for me” you mumble sending vibrations through her body making her still as her orgasm hits her like a truck. She keeps your head right where it is, you keep fucking your fingers in and out of slower as she ride out her orgasm, basically riding your face as well, you sit up licking your fingers clean of her juices. “god…you-you’re something else..” sevika mumbles soflty as she catches her breath. You smile leaning up and kissing her lips, laughing softly.