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Warnings: Vi x Freader! (I wanted to make one for the woman out there too!) Strap on! Sub freader! X dom pit figther vi!, eating out ¡Vi pov!

You knew Vi since you were kids..you always felt something for her...her charismatic smile, how her eyes ligth up when she teaches you the moves vander showed her, how she laughs with mylo, claggor and the others, her phisic and....well bassicly everything about her.

You where walking down to benzo's not knowing that the only person in there was Vi wrapping her hands on the bandage's she usually wears....since she wanted to figth for zaun when you open the door and see Vi pink hair as she wraps her fingers and looks up confused as she watches your form walking in "W-What are you doing here?" Vi ask as she walks closer to you even if you two where the same age but months differents she was a little taller than you "I was gonna buy somethings from benzo...what are YOU doing here?" You ask as you look up at her and she puts her hands on your hips "You have to go...now" She says serious...more serious than you ever see her (at least when she isn't around enforcers.)

"What..why?" You ask confused as she was ligthly pushing you trying to get you off the store "Come on, cupcake" She says as she looks at you worried making you frown "What are you doing, Vi?" You ask as you look at her seeing that behind her eyes she had hidden intentions before you two hears steps and then the door opening Vi push you behind her trying to cover you as you two watched Vander and benzo walking in "Vander?" VI asks as she looks at him and Vander hugs her before breaking it "You have a good heart...always remember that" Vander tells her as Benzo looks out the store "They're coming!" He yells as he watches two enforcers coming towards them and then all it's blood.

I let out a yell as i woke up sweety and breathless from the nigthmare before looking around my messy apartment and see empty bottles on the floor and i groan realizing it was just a nigthmare i slam myself on the bed before getting up stumbling around the room before I grab my leather jacket and put it on streaching my body preparing my body to recive hits as i walk out of my apartment i notice the kiraman flag on around the city making me remind all the memories i try to keep off by alchohol or figthing as i walk around the city towards the pit people could look at me and think im angry or something but in reality in my mind there was a lot of memories fyling by and one of them there was....you.....the girl i thougth that die but didn't i chuckle at the memorie when the two of us meet again.

"you ugly or just shy?" I ask as i look at a person wearing a bird's mask before they take it off and my eyes widen looking at the person behind "....Y/N" I say breathless as i get up trying to hug you but couldn't thanks to the handcuffs "you looking good...for a dead person" Your words makes me chuckle "You know i can't die, cupcake~" I say with a smile looking at you.

Back to reality i was in front of the pit i open the door and walk in instantly after walking in i was getting looked with fear, admiration and jealousy as i walk towards the locker room where i usually change to the big nigth...i heard my name begin called out as i walk out and the ligths hit my face and i look at my oponent it was the same guy i break the jaw twice i heard the ding and throw a punch on his face making him stumble and then an uppercut as a crack sound could be hear making me smirk as i knew i break his jaw again before he falls face to the floor and i walk out of the ring before i went to grab the money.

And walk towards my house i notice the door a little opened i frown as i walk inside my guard at max as i walk the small hallway and notice a familiar back cleaning the apartment "Y/N?" I ask looking at the back as you turn around with a smile "Hey Vi...you are hard to detect" You say as i shurg "That was the intention" I say as i walk closer to you "What are you doing here, cupcake?" I ask looking in your eyes as my hand was on your cheek as you lean in "I missed you" Your sincerity took me by suprise as i smile "I missed you too, cupcake" I admit as my heart was bouncing in my chest like a drum as our breaths mixed with eachother as we stare at eachother eyes.

I lean in and take your lips in mines with a smile my hands sliding down to your hips as your wrap around my neck and i lift you into the messy kitchen kissing your neck as you moan and whine and i kiss down your body taking off your pants to the floor with the panties as i kiss your hips and my hands open your thighs with a grip on them i kneel as i look in your eyes with a smile kissing your thighs softly before licking your pussy and hear you moan softly and gasp feeling a hand on top of my hair gripping it softly as i start kissing your pussy lips holding them open starting to lick them before focusing the clit kissing and sucking softly as i hear your soft moans and gasp.

One thigh was on my shoulder as i hold the other with my free hand as i keep eating you "Fuck you are sweet baby...like a cupcake" I say with a smirk as i look up at you and see your pleasured face "Shut it" You say as i giggle before keeping eating you out before i felt your thighs clench against my face and hand as you cum hard on my face "Fuck you taste good baby" I say getting up and kissing your lips with a smile as you taste yourself on my lips.

I pulled you close to me, our breath mingling as I held you against me, intoxicated by what we had shared. “And now,” I smirked, leaning close, resting my forehead against yours "I'm gonna fuck that tigth little pussy of yours" I say kissing your lips faster as i walk to the wardrobe "let me grab the strap, baby girl~" I say kissing your neck as you whine in the place before i move and open a locker and take out a pink long strap on before locking it on my hips and walk towards you with a smirk as i see your hands teasing your pussy.

I grab your hands pushing them up your head as my strap teases your cock "You want it, baby girl?" I say as my breath hit your neck and you whine "I...I need it, Vi, please" You beg as i kiss your neck "that's a good girl" I say as i push the strap inside your pussy and moan as you whine and i feel your nails digging into my shoulder "Fuck! Vi!" You moan as i move my hands grabbing your hips faster keeping you steady as my hips meet yours.

"Thats my good girl, moan no one will hear baby" I whisper in your ear as my hands where on your hips and i keep fucking you hearing your pretty noises and whines and you steady but fast gasps "You close baby?" I ask as my breath hit your neck and i kiss your lips as you nod eager to cum "Come on, cupcake~ cum for me" I say as i slap your firm but nice ass and then i feel your body shaking as you cum deep on the strap "That's it, sweetheart let it all out baby" I say kissing your lips as you gasp and shake a little after that i grab you in bride style as i carry you to the bed with a smile as we cuddle and drift to sleep...together.

(Sooo...ahm this is embarrased cause i notice i had a big! Error i had did the story just like this one but it didn't save i didn't notice and send it thinking it was all but it was only the final so sorry about it!)

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Title: Bruises and Broken Bottles

Warnings: ¡Smut! (Not hyper detailed) pit figther vi! X male reader! (Sorry not sorry) If you don't wanna read then block! Or scroll!

The stench of stale beer and regret clung to the air like a shroud. I navigated the cluttered floor of Vi's apartment, dodging discarded clothes and the occasional shattered bottle. “Vi?” I called out, my voice tight with a mixture of concern and exasperation.

A groan rumbled from the corner, followed by a crash. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fuckin’ here, pretty boy.”

That was my cue. Pretty boy. Asshole. Useless sack of shit. The terms of endearment varied depending on the level of intoxication. I was used to it. Too used to it, maybe.

I found her sprawled on the dilapidated couch, one arm dangling off the side, her pink hair a tangled mess against the stained fabric. Her breathing was ragged, and the air around her reeked of cheap whiskey.

“Vi, c’mon. Up you get,” I said, trying to pull her upright.

She swatted my hand away, her eyes bleary and unfocused. “Get off me, Y/N. I don’t need your help.”

“Sure looks like it,” I muttered, but kept my voice soft. Arguing with a drunk and heartbroken Vi was like wrestling a rabid badger. You always ended up worse for wear.

It had been...complicated between us. Years ago, we were inseparable. Two kids from the Undercity, dreaming of a life beyond the grime and the gang wars. Then, everything went sideways. Prison. Powder. Silco. And then...Caitlyn.

Vi and Caitlyn had been good. Really good. I saw it in the way Vi’s eyes softened when she talked about her, the way a small smile would play on her lips. I even thought, maybe, finally, she’d found some peace.

But peace was a luxury we couldn't afford long. When Caitlyn broke up with her after being unsure for too long, Vi had spiraled. The bars, the pit fights, the self-destruction… it was a familiar, agonizing pattern. And for some reason, despite everything, I was the one she called.

I managed to wrestle her into a sitting position, propping her up against the back of the couch. “Water. You need water.”

“Don’t tell me what to do,” she slurred, but didn’t resist when I pressed a glass of water into her hand.

She took a tentative sip, then grimaced. “Tastes like…regret.”

“Probably is regret. You drank enough of it tonight.”

She glared at me, a flicker of anger in her eyes. “Why are you even here, Y/N? You got nothing better to do than babysit a washed-up pit fighter?”

The words stung, even though I knew they were fueled by alcohol and pain. “Someone has to make sure you don’t choke on your own vomit. Besides, who else is going to listen to you whine about the perfect cupcake breaking your heart?”

The jab hit home. Her expression crumpled, and tears welled up in her eyes. “She…she didn’t understand. She didn't get it here. She didn't see me for me"

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. I hated seeing her like this. Hated the vulnerability that she usually kept locked away behind layers of bravado and aggression.

I knelt in front of her, taking her hand in mine. Her skin was rough, calloused from years of fighting. “I know. I know it hurts, Vi. But you gotta stop doing this to yourself.”

She squeezed my hand, her grip surprisingly strong. “Easy for you to say. You got it all figured out, right? Always the responsible one. Always so fucking perfect.”

“Perfect? Vi, if I was so perfect, would I be here, cleaning up your messes at 3 in the morning?”

She laughed, a harsh, humorless sound. “Good point, pretty boy.”

I stayed with her for a long time, just holding her hand and listening to her ramble. Eventually, she passed out, her breathing evening out. I covered her with a blanket and sat in the rickety armchair, watching over her.

The first rays of dawn crept through the grimy window, painting the room in a pale, depressing light. I was stiff and exhausted, but I couldn't bring myself to leave. I knew what Vi would be like when she woke up. The hangover, the shame, the desperate attempt to bury it all under a fresh layer of anger and defiance.

I woke to the feeling of eyes on me. Heavy eyes, blood shot eyes. I should be repulsed as i had been last night, but for the sake of my love for her, I wouldn't.

"Morning." I grunt out, still sore from last night.

"Morning." Vi says back, still a little drunk, but sober enough to make out my face. She looks me over a few times, and i know exactly what she's doing. She always looks like she wants to swallow me whole.

I shift uncomfortably at the thought. "Hungry? I could make breakfast."

"I'm starving." She says back, but not for food. Her eyes travel to my lips as she licks her own. "Starving for you."

I try to ignore the way my pulse jumps. "Vi, you're still drunk. You don't mean that."

She raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Oh, I think I do. I've been wanting you for a long time, Y/N. Since before Caitlyn, even."

I swallow hard. "Vi..."

She doesn't let me finish. She reaches out and grabs my shirt, pulling me towards her. My lips crash against hers, and all thoughts of responsibility and reason fly out the window.

Her kiss is rough and desperate, mirroring the turmoil inside her. I kiss her back, unable to resist the pull of her, the memory of what we used to be.

Her hands move to my belt, fumbling with the buckle. "Help me out here, pretty boy," she whispers against my lips.

I pull away slightly. "Vi, are you sure about this? I don't want you to regret it in the morning."

She looks me dead in the eye, her gaze intense and unwavering. "I won't. I promise."

And for some reason, I believe her. I help her with my belt, then start unbuttoning her shirt. Her skin is warm beneath my fingertips, marked with old scars and bruises, each one a testament to her strength and resilience.

We don't talk anymore. We don't need to. Our bodies speak for us, a language of raw need and unspoken desires. I kiss her neck, her shoulders, tracing the lines of her muscles with my tongue.

She moans, arching her back against me. "Fuck, Y/N," she breathes. "I need you so bad."

I don't hesitate. I enter her, and she cries out, her body clenching around me. The pleasure is intense, overwhelming, a release of all the pent-up tension and frustration that has been building between us for months.

We move together, lost in the rhythm of our bodies, the urgency of our need. I kiss her again, harder this time, and she bites my lip, drawing blood.

We had been apart for so long, and so much had changed. But in that moment, tangled together in the ruins of her apartment, it felt like nothing had ever come between us.

Afterward, we lay in silence, her head resting on my chest, our bodies slick with sweat. I stroked her hair, unsure of what to say.

“Vi?” I ventured, my voice hesitant.

She stirred slightly, nuzzling closer. “Hmm?”

“What…what does this mean?”

She was silent for a long moment. Then, she sighed. “I don’t know, Y/N. I really don’t.”

And that was the truth. We were a mess, a tangled web of history, hurt, and unresolved feelings. But as I looked down at her, at the vulnerability in her eyes, I knew one thing for sure: I wasn’t ready to walk away. Not again.

The future was uncertain, filled with challenges and potential heartbreak. But for now, in this moment, it was enough to be here, with her, holding her close. I knew, deep down, that this was only the beginning. We had a long way to go, a lot to figure out. But maybe, just maybe, we could find our way back to each other. Even if it was through bruises and broken bottles.

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Hey dude , just came across your channel (I think it’s what it’s called on tumblr) I was just wondering you can do the same nsfw New Year’s resolution for arcane character (such as Vi , Caitlyn, Jinx , Sevika and Mel) , I’d prefer a male pov but I’m honestly down for a Gn pov

New Year with Pilties and Zaunites(Male)

!¡NSFW¡!

FYI all of these are in an AU where Vander, Mylo, and Claggor live, Silco is like an Uncle, and Powder is Jinx because of phase or is just a new personality because of her growing. Also Silco just has does an Alcohol business and shimmer doesn't exist.

If you don't like Caitlyn or Vi X Male then please leave or read the others. No input is needed. Let men like these fictional characters. Fanfics will not make these characters all of a sudden straight. The MHA community already tried that with Deku.

Sevika

(Bondage)

Sevika is really vocal when it comes to sex. She moans so loud people passing by your house can hear her. One day as you were running errands you passed by the brothel you overheard some of the escorts talking about their experiences of blindfolding and gagging during sex. A light bulb went off and as you picked up the things you needed you also picked up a ball gag and a blindfold.

The new year's party that Silco's men were holding everyone shared their resolutions, except you. You had stood up and kissed Sevika's cheek. "12:15. Be home," you told her before leaving leaving her confused and curious.

She got home she got home exactly at 12:15 like you instructed. She called out to you but no answer, entering your shared bedroom she spotted the ball gag and blindfold along with a note. Arching her eyebrow she read the note,

"Put these on and undress."

Smirking she obeyed the instructions. Once you heard the sound of her lying down on the bed you peered out the closet and saw her lying on your bed, blindfolded, gagged, and legs spread open, her womanhood on full display. Smiling you left the closet already naked. Walking over you bit her neck causing her to moan loudly but the ball gag muffled it. Smirking you kissed down her body making sure to keep her hands pinned to the mattress, her thighs rubbed against each other to hopefully relieve some of her building-up pleasure. She continued to moan against the gag as you reached her fold. You began to tease her clit with your tongue causing her to moan and shiver as her legs wrap around your head, her hands gripping your hair. She moaned even louder against the ball gag you can almost hear it perfectly. You reach behind her head and tighten the gag muffling the moans once more. Her legs tightened as she reached her climax. You smirk, flip her on her stomach, and pin her arms behind her back. You smirk and push your member into her womanhood causing her to moan louder. You start to thrust fast and rough, as you thrust into her you smacked her ass. You chuckled and squeeze her ass. You keep thrusting and she continues to moan against the gag. You thrust into her fully as your seed filled her womb. "Fuck Sev..." You pant as you take her blindfold and gag off. "How was that?" You ask as she looks back at you, panting. "Who... who said... to stop?" "Huh?" "Put those back on and keep fucking me til I pass out," she said lowly. You smirk and kiss her before putting the blindfold and gag back on her. Safe to say... Silco had questions about her limping.

Mel

(Degradation)

You didn't want to go to the party the Council of Piltover was hosting but being Mel's boyfriend and all you had to attend. As the clock struck twelve everyone started sharing their resolutions, you walked behind Mel as she was talking to another aristocrat and whispered in her ear. "I'm going to treat you like the slut you are tonight. That's my resolution~" you said in a low raspy voice. Mel immediately blushed and stammered mid-sentence causing the aristocrat to question her but before she could answer you grabbed her ass causing her to shiver, you then casually walked away.

Once you two arrived home she wasted no time in capturing your lips in a kiss. The kiss was full of passion and lust. She pulled away slightly and bit your lower lip. "I need you..." she said lowly as her hand started to unbuckle your belt, chuckling you helped her strip. Once you were both undressed you pinned her to the bed and bit her neck causing her to moan loudly. Her legs shot up and wrapped around your waist pulling you closer. You slid your cock inside her folds and began thrusting. She moaned loudly as you thrust inside her. You reach down and pinch her nipple causing her back to arch off the mattress as you did so. Her leg grip tightened as she looked up at you, she was at your mercy. You kept thrusting as you slapped her breasts. "Who's a good slut?" You asked as you slapped her reddening breasts. "I am!" She moaned out loudly. You flipped her so she was not in doggy style. As you continued to thrust you smacked her ebony ass. As you continued she moaned louder with each smack and thrust. You reached under her and pinched her clit causing her to moan and arch her back so far her upper chest fell to the mattress. "Bark, bitch!" You commanded pinching her clit harder causing her legs to spasm. "Arf! Arf!" She barked looking back at you as she did. You kept thrusting in her and soon your shaft started pulsing signaling you were close. You grabbed her arms and lifted her making her stand you walked her over and bent her over her vanity so she could see her face as you filled her up. You rubbed her clit roughly causing her to moan loudly. "Fill me up! Fill me up! Please fill my slutty womb up!" She begged as you thrust one last time as you both came. Her juices coated your pelvis and your hot load painted her insides white. You both panted coming down from your high. Mel then started to grind against your pelvis, your softened manhood becoming hard once more as she looked at you through the mirror. "The night is still young~ Keep fucking your slutty whore," she said her cheeks a light pink, you smile and kiss her softly. "I promise you will get the best aftercare after this..."

Caitlyn

(Electrostimulation)

Caitlyn, being as high nobility as such, she is was very oblivious when it was anything related to sex. When she met you, a Zaunite, after jumping through her window when you were running from Enforcers her eyes were open to a whole new world.

You sigh a sigh of relief as you open the door to your girlfriend's room. You had been gone since dawn since you're girlfriend wanted the day alone surprisingly considering it was New Year's Eve. She specifically wanted you back by 11:58 saying "I'll have a surprise by the time you get home." So you left and went to Zaun for a bit visiting a few Vander, Vi, Mylo, and Junk. "I'm home. Now why did I have to—" You freeze as you see your girlfriend lying in bed in black lingerie. "Hey." She said casually. "Hey... what's this?" You ask as you take off your jacket and boots. "Well-" she glanced at the clock at 11:59. "-I had a revolution while speaking to Jinx the other day... I like uh... electricity..." she blushes moving her hands from her stomach, showing some pink devices in her stomach. "In... the pleasure sense... and my..." 12 o'clock taking a breath she speaks "My New Year's resolution is to incorporate it into our... sexy time..." she says mumbling the last bit, fidgeting with the hem of her lingerie. Blinking, you smile and begin to take off your shirt. "That so... well... then." You take the remote from her hand and turn it on and then off quickly this causes her to moan loudly at the sudden feeling. "Oooo~ I like that." You say lowly, smirking as you remove the remaining pieces of clothing from your body. "Strip for me baby girl." You command giving her a quick shock. Stifling a moan she begins to remove the lingerie but you make it difficult by shocking her "C'mon Pretty Girl. You do this so easily every other time." You say innocently, Caitlyn swallows as she reaches back to unhook her bra only for a long shock to cause her to stifle a moan, her hands desperately trying to remove her bra. She finally manages to take it off and reaches for her panties just for you to shock her again. Leaning close you kiss her neck. "C'mon Pretty girl~ thought you wanted to have sex?" You said lowly causing Caitlyn to look at you, eyes desperate. "Please, love... let me undress..." Smiling you grab her panties and pull them down, Caitlyn immediately throws her panties to the side as you push your pants and boxers down. Leaning down you kiss her neck, trailing kisses down to her stomach, each kiss followed by a shock. Shock, kiss, repeat. Once you reach her stomach you lock your lips with her folds. Pushing your tongue into her folds you made sure to shock her each time she Moana. Her legs wrap around your head pulling your hair. Chuckling lowly you reach up to finger her and move to suck her clit. The combined pleasure of your fingers, mouth, and the shocks was sending Caitlyn closer to the edge faster than a train with no brakes. As she nears her peak she pulled your hair, "Wait wait..." she panted looking down at you. Looking at her through your lashes turned her on even more. "I wanna cum from your cock... not your fingers..." She begs. "Please love..." She begs her big blue orbs causing your heart to melt. Standing up you pulled her by her hips closer, slamming into her "Ahhh~!" She moans her eyes wide as she claws at your back. You thrust into her hard and fast Caitlyn's moans filling the room. You grunt as you bite her neck, thrusting, and turning the shock to a level to not cause her discomfort. Grabbing her hips you slam into her more. "C.... C... Cumming..." she moans before reaching her peak cumming on your cock as you bury your dick into her, your seed filling her womb. Panting you turn the shockers off. You look at Caitlyn before kiss her gently, smiling lovingly she wraps her arms around your neck. "Always a journey with you," you mumble causing the Enforcer to giggle. "You love it~ Now lie down and cuddle me... after we take these shockers off."

Vi

(Exhibitionism)

You and Vi dated at a young age. Since you were working for Vander and her being his illegitimate children you two had lots of encounters and soon started to date. Every time you two had sex after she got out of Stillwater you two always tried a new kink. Normally she picked the kink but today you picked it.

When you told her your resolution she blushed immediately. Since you said it as you two were in an alleyway near a crowded road while you two were leaving the last drop. Before she could protest you kissed her deeply, hands on her waist. As your tongues swirled together your hand moved down toward the wet spot in her pants. Her back was to the wall as you two kept kissing and your hand slid in her pants. "Y-Y/N..." she groaned. "Shhh~," you shushed her as you dropped to your knees. You tugged at the hem of her pants as she nervously looked around. "H-Hurry up..." she said covering her face with her arm. "Aww~ is Pinky blushing~" you tease but before she could protest in one fell swoop you pulled down her pants and panties, and your lips locked around her folds. She let out a high-pitched moan as you tease her clit with your tongue. She desperately rocked her hips into your mouth trying to get as much of your tongue as humanly possible. Her legs shook and her eyes rolled back as she came hard. Covering your mouth in her salty clear liquid. Smirking and chuckling you slowly stood up, wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, looked at her through your eyebrows, and pinned her chest to the wall. She looked back at you, her half-lidded eyes filled with lust, you swear you could see the hearts forming in her beautiful gray-blue eyes. You slowly leaned in, your breath on her neck as you pressed your lips to her throat. Her eyes closed and her throat vibrated as moans escaped her lips. She desperately rubbed her ass against your growing bulge, her arms reaching back desperately trying to get your pants off, seemingly forgetting the two of you were in public. All she could think about was your cock filling her womb with your load. "Y/N... please... I need you... please Daddy..." she begs as her rubbing increasingly becoming desperate. Chuckling lowly you smack her ass. She groaned at the stinging sensation but that groan turned into a moan as you shove your cock in her ass. You begin to ruthlessly pound her pussy she moans louder and grabs the hand that was on her shoulder. As you kept thrusting you kiss and bite her neck leaving multiple hickeys in their wake. She moans loudly as she looks back at you, her eyes fills with love and lust. You kiss her roughly, her hands gripping your hair desperately. Once the kiss broke she moaned out, "Fuck! Keep... keep... shit... going..." she pants out. She cups your cheek while looking back at you. "I'm... I'm close..." she panted as you kiss her once more. "Not yet, Doll," you tell her causing her expression to become desperate. "Baby... please..." she winces when her ass was smacked once again. "Hush," you tell her as you start to pound her rougher. She moans louder and her legs tense as she tries to keep herself from climaxing. Soon you felt your own climax approaching. "On three okay?" Vi immediately nodded. "One..." she started pushing back against your thrusts. "Two..." She moans louder and her walls tighten. "....Three..." she moans loudly as your seed filled her womb. Panting you pulled out, a mix of your sperm and her juices dripped down her legs. She pants as you kiss her again. Once the kiss broke she grinned and said in a hoarse voice, "Best. New Years. Ever."

Jinx

(Not letting her bite or scratch)

When it comes to getting down and dirty with Jinx she doesn't hesitate to bite, scratch, or scream. Since she grows out her nails and has sharp canines it's common for her to break your skin leaving multiple bite marks, scratch marks, etc. This means aftercare usually consisted of disinfecting the scratches and bites. So one day... you had a thought what if you took it away? I mean it would be a nice experience to see.

At the New Year's Party at the Last Drop, You didn't tell her about your little experiment Jinx but instead told her your other resolution. After the party, when you two were walking to Jinx's workshop that Slico and Vander made for her you couldn't help but look at her ass. Her hips swayed as she walked, her long blue braids following the motion of her hips. The longer you stared the more your lust grew. Especially in your pants. The moment you two reach the workshop you immediately grab her waist, spun her around, and locked lips. It caught her by surprise but reciprocates matching your lust and passion. You pick her up by her thighs and walk toward your shared bed. You tossed her on the bed and began to undress with Jinx hurriedly following your lead. The moment her pants, panties, and shirt were off you flipped her on her back and grabbed tape. She blinked a few times confused as you taped her wrists together. "H-Hey... what 'cha d-doing...?" Jinx asks as you finish taping her wrists. "Well, my sweet blue-haired arsonist of a girlfriend. I only told you one of my resolutions," you state as you grab a handful of her bubble butt causing her to bite her lip to stifle a moan. "My second resolution is to fuck you senseless like I do every other day or so. But~" You leaned down and bit her neck. "You can't bite or scratch." Jinx's face flushes as she stammeres. "H-Hey that's not fair..." She says smiling awkwardly. "Fair? Who said anything about fair, love?" You ask as she blinks confused and curious. Before she could continue she felt your length press against her folds. "You tease..." She grumbles. Chuckling you began to slowly push into her. "Fuck!" She exclaimed. She tries to reach for your wrists like she would usually do but, you kept your hands just out of her reach. She looks back at you, her eyes filled with both lust and slight anger. "You asshole..." She grumbled as you began to thrust into her. "Aww~ is Blue upset cause she can't claw me today?" You tease as you flip her on her back, her legs on your shoulders. She wrapped her legs around your neck pulling you down. You chuckle as you continue to thrust. Jinx tries to stay mad and try to show anger about the situation. "C'mon baby~" You tease as soft moans tumbled out of her lips. Your eyes lock on her perky A-cup breasts. Smirking you lean down and lock your lips around her nipple. She finally screams out in pleasure as her legs tighten around your neck. "Fuck! Yes! Keep... keep going!" She yells out as she rocks her hips faster trying to get as much pleasure from you as possible. She moans loudly as you hit her G-spot, her hands desperately reaching for you. "Right... right there... fuck...! Fuck me! Fuck me Y/N!" She exclaims as she feels her climax approach, "I'm... I'm gonna cum! Fuck!" She yells as she pushes her modest ass against your pelvis her juices coating your cock as you fill her womb to the brim. You pant slightly as you untie her and pull out your now flaccid cock. Jinx panted softly as she sat up looking at you through her half-lidded eyes, her lips met your neck as she began to bite and nibble leaving hickeys. "You owe me."

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The acrid smell of gunpowder still clung to my clothes, a bitter perfume I was getting far too used to. My ribs throbbed with a dull, consistent ache, a souvenir from a lowlife shimmer addict who thought I was holding out on him. I wasn't. I just happened to be walking past his pathetic excuse for a hideout.

I limped down the grimy alleyway, the cobblestones biting into my worn boots. Another night in the Undercity, another bruise to add to the collection. I just needed to get back to the Last Drop, grab a drink, and try to forget the desperation I saw in that shimmer addict’s eyes. It was a mirror reflecting a life too close for comfort.

As I rounded a corner, a splash of cobalt blue caught my eye. Vi. Leaning against a brick wall, arms crossed, looking as immovable as the buildings themselves. Her gauntlets, polished despite the surrounding filth, gleamed in the dim light.

"Well, look what the Undercity dragged in," she said, her voice a low rumble that somehow cut through the ambient noise of the streets. "You look like you lost a fight with a rabid badger."

I managed a weak grin. "Something like that. Just… a bit of a disagreement."

"Disagreement?" She raised a skeptical eyebrow, her pink hair catching the weak light from a flickering gas lamp. "You’re bleeding, Y/N. Come on, up."

She didn't give me a chance to argue. Her hand clasped around my upper arm, her grip surprisingly gentle despite the power I knew she possessed. She half-dragged, half-supported me towards a narrow doorway I hadn't noticed before.

"Where are we going?" I asked, wincing as a particularly sharp pain shot through my ribs.

"My place," she replied simply. "Can't have you bleeding all over the streets. Attracts the wrong kind of attention."

Vi's 'place' turned out to be a small, surprisingly tidy room above a crumbling tailor shop. A single window offered a view of the sprawling, smog-choked skyline of Zaun. The air smelled faintly of oil and something vaguely medicinal.

She gently steered me towards a rickety chair. "Sit. Let's see the damage."

Her movements were surprisingly deft as she pulled up my tattered shirt, her brow furrowing as she examined the blooming bruises on my ribs. Her touch was surprisingly gentle, though she winced in sympathy when I hissed in pain.

"Damn, Y/N. What'd you get hit by, a truck?" She asked, concern etched on her face.

"Just a misunderstanding with a…enthusiastic gentleman," I mumbled, avoiding her gaze. Pride, even battered and bruised, was a stubborn thing.

"Right," she said, rolling her eyes. "Enthusiastic gentleman. I'll get the bandages."

While she rummaged through a small wooden chest, I took in the room. It was sparsely furnished - a cot, a small table, a few tools scattered about. But it felt… lived in. There was a warmth, a sense of order that I hadn't expected. This was Vi's haven, her little corner in the chaos.

She returned with a roll of bandages, a small bottle of antiseptic, and a surprisingly clean rag. "This is gonna sting," she warned, her voice softening. "But it'll help."

She dabbed the antiseptic on the cuts and scrapes on my face with surprising gentleness. Her focus was absolute, her blue eyes narrowed in concentration. For a moment, she wasn’t Vi, the Enforcer, the powerhouse. She was just… Vi. Caring, concerned, almost… sisterly.

"Vi," I started, wanting to thank her, to tell her how much I appreciated her help.

But before I could get the words out, a knock echoed through the room. Vi’s expression hardened instantly. She glanced at me, her eyes warning me to stay silent.

"Who is it?" she called out, her voice sharp and wary.

"It's Caitlyn," a voice replied, smooth and refined, a voice that immediately sent a shiver of annoyance down my spine.

Caitlyn. The Sheriff of Piltover. The woman I despised with every fiber of my being. Her presence in the Undercity felt like an insult, a constant reminder of the chasm between the haves and the have-nots.

Vi hesitated, her gaze flicking between me and the door. "What do you want, Caitlyn?"

"Just checking in," Caitlyn replied. "Seeing if you needed any… assistance."

The condescension in her tone was palpable, even from behind the thick wooden door. I clenched my fists, trying to control my anger.

Vi sighed. "Just a minute."

She turned to me, her expression pleading. "Look, Y/N, just… try to be civil, okay? She's… trying to help."

"Help? Her 'help' is what keeps us all down here!" I hissed, my voice barely a whisper. "She doesn't care about us. She just wants to feel good about herself."

"Y/N," Vi said, her voice firm. "Just… please. For me."

I glared at the floor, my jaw tight. I couldn't refuse Vi. She’d saved my hide more times than I could count, and she genuinely cared. Besides, I didn't want to make things harder for her with the Enforcers up top.

Vi opened the door, revealing Caitlyn Kiramman in all her pristine, uncomfortable glory. She was dressed in her usual immaculate uniform, her blue eyes sharp and assessing. She looked completely out of place in the dingy surroundings.

"Vi," she said, her voice cool. Her gaze immediately landed on me, and her expression tightened slightly. "And… Y/N. What happened here?"

"Just a little scuffle," Vi said quickly, stepping between Caitlyn and me. "Nothing to worry about."

"He's injured," Caitlyn pointed out, her eyes narrowing. "Perhaps he should be taken to a hospital in Piltover."

"No!" I blurted out before I could stop myself. "I'm fine. I don't need your charity."

Caitlyn’s eyebrow arched. "Charity? I was simply offering assistance."

"I don't want anything from you," I spat, my anger surging to the surface. "Just stay in Piltover where you belong."

Vi shot me a warning look, but the words were already out. The air crackled with tension. Caitlyn’s face remained impassive, but I could see the flicker of annoyance in her eyes.

"Y/N," Vi said, her voice strained. "That's enough."

But I was beyond listening. Years of resentment, of feeling like a second-class citizen in my own city, were pouring out of me.

"You don't understand, Vi," I said, my voice shaking with anger. "She's one of them. They don't care about us. They just want to control us."

Caitlyn stepped forward, her gaze fixed on me. "That's not true. I'm trying to make things better for everyone."

"Better? By arresting people for stealing bread to feed their families?" I scoffed. "By turning a blind eye to the shimmer trade that's destroying our lives?"

"There are laws, Y/N," Caitlyn said, her voice hardening. "We can't just ignore them."

"Laws? Your laws are designed to keep us in our place! You don't know half of the abuse we live" I shouted, my voice raw.

The argument escalated quickly, fueled by years of pent-up frustration and resentment. Vi stood between us, trying to mediate, but her efforts were futile. Caitlyn and I were locked in a battle of wills, a clash of ideologies that seemed impossible to resolve.

Finally, Caitlyn sighed, her expression weary. "I see I'm not going to get through to you, Y/N. Good night, Vi."

She turned and left, her footsteps echoing in the narrow hallway. The silence that followed was thick and heavy. I stood there, trembling with anger, my chest heaving.

Vi turned to me, her expression a mixture of disappointment and frustration and a hint of concern. "What was that, Y/N? What did you think you were accomplishing?"

"I was just… telling the truth," I mumbled, avoiding her gaze.

"The truth? Or just letting your anger get the best of you?" She shook her head. "You know she's trying, Y/N. Maybe not in the way you want, but she is."

"She doesn't understand us," I insisted, my voice pleading. "She can't. She's from Piltover."

Vi sighed. "Maybe not. But that doesn't mean she's evil, Y/N. And it doesn't give you the right to be disrespectful."

She turned away, grabbing the bandages and resuming her task of tending to my wounds. Her touch was less gentle now, her movements more perfunctory.

I knew I had messed up. I had let my anger, my hatred for Caitlyn, cloud my judgment. And in doing so, I had hurt Vi, the one person who had always been there for me.

"I'm sorry, Vi," I said, my voice barely a whisper.

She didn't reply.

The rest of the night passed in silence. Vi finished bandaging my ribs, gave me a blanket, and told me to sleep on the cot. She slept on the floor.

As I lay there, staring at the ceiling, I knew I had a lot of thinking to do. My hatred for Caitlyn was deeply ingrained, but I also knew that Vi was right. I couldn't let my anger control me. It was hurting the people I cared about.