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sugar, sugar | v.a
summary: after vi’s kick-boxing match, you’re invited to come over to her place for a celebration after party. gentle moments & new beginnings ensue.
pairing: fem!reader x vi arcane
contains: modern!au, kick-boxer!vi, baker!reader, mila & jinx being reader & vi’s #1 supporters, mentions of violence & blood (it is kick boxing), the moment everyone has WANTED! (including me)
word count: 6.1K
a/n: that’s the end of these two :( i’ve loved writing this mini-series for you all and hope this satisfies you all as an ending. and thank you guys so so much for 3K FUCKING FOLLOWERS. my mind is BLOWN. MY INBOX IS OPEN FOR ANY MORE VI ONESHOT/SERIES IDEAS if you want to requests <3
— FOUR
The night before Vi’s match was a race to complete the two cakes you were making for her.
One that read: ‘#1 Boxer!’
The other that read: ‘#1 in our hearts!’
Just in case she wasn’t too lucky but judging off of the minimal boxing you’ve seen from her practicing at her gym, there was a slim chance she would be losing.
“Bug, it’s almost midnight. I’ll finish this.” Your grandma scolds you as you pipe the last of the lettering on the top of the first cake.
You huff at her, shaking your head. You were blinking back the sleep itching at your eyelids, determined to get this finished tonight.
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warnings: caitvi + sub!reader, slight dacryphilia, praise, strap sucking (referred to as a cock once or twice), strap-on sex (r! receiving).
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"That's it, darling. Make her feel good." You hear Caitlyn's sweet encouragement delivered straight into your ear. She doesn't stop pounding into your from behind, making the fat of your ass jiggle with each met thrust from behind. She fills you so fucking well and you know it. But so does Vi.
You whimper around her strap. It stretches your lips and you know your throat will be sore after, but it's well worth it; she cums every single time you do this.
"Shit," she swears through gritted teeth. "You're so pretty looking up at me." As if on cue, your eyes glance up to meet hers. You swirl your tongue around the spit-coated tip of the strap, and Vi has to squeeze her eyes shut and groan.
"You're such a tease," Caitlyn laughs, and she plants a harsh smack on your ass.
You're infatuated with these moments and each sensation—the scent of Vi's arousal lingering past the harness that you can inhale each time you take her deep past your lips, and Caitlyn's soft but cold dig into your ass and brand your skin with her crescent-shape nails as she slams a navy-blue toned strap deep inside your weeping cunt.
You can't speak, but you're glad. You would be offering up incoherent, fucked-out fragments of sentences. You would be begging for Vi to fuck your throat until tears gather in your eyes and roll down your red cheeks. You would be crying out Caitlyn's name when she forces your hips back, making you fuck yourself on her cock.
"Mmph.." you moan around Vi, though it's muffled.
She reaches down and gives an affectionate pat to your hollowed cheek. "Shush. Just let us fuck you, baby." Vi doesn't gather your hair up to raise it, but instead playfully ruffles it. "You wanna make me cum, right?"
You eagerly nod. Vi grins and Caityn's hand smoothes over your back. Then, she does lift your hair up. She doesn't hold it harshly, but as she begins to thrust into your mouth, you really feel it.
The action just makes you wetter and needier. You chase what Caitlyn is giving you, moving your hips back against her in a desperate action. You stare up at Vi, and you're an artwork for viewing: struggling to keep up with her hips shoving a dick into your throat, your eyes leaking tears, but they don't leave hers. When she nibbles at the bottom of her lip and her movements grow sloppy, your cunt clenches hard.
"Fuck, yes. Just like that, take it." Vi's grip on your hair tightens involuntarily.
"Open up wider for her so she can fit it all into that slutty mouth of yours," Caitlyn instructs you.
The difference in their voices is large. Vi is breathless and high, and it cracks when she feels the base of the strap rub on her clit. Caitlyn is doing most of the work behind you, but she sounds more organized than you and Vi combined.
"You'd think sucking dick is her job with how eager she is, huh?" Vi adds, letting out a hoarse laugh when you moan in response to her vulgar words.
You're overwhelmed in the best way possible. You crave more of Vi and Cait until you can't take it anymore. You love the way Caitlyn fills you up and thrusts into your pussy in the perfect way, meeting all of your sweet spots. It's nearly overbearing to take that while Vi fucks your face, though.
Then suddenly, Vi's movements turn more into grinding and she tenses up. You hear her moan above you so loudly you almost cum yourself. She continues to move until her clit feels raw and the overstimulation is too much.
The toy leaves your mouth, a string of spit connecting it to you. When it breaks, Vi is down in front of you, her mouth on yours. It's sloppy and loving at the same time.
You whine in protest as Caitlyn pulls your chin back to look at her, instead. You forget how possessive over you she can be, even when sharing you with Vi.
"Now it's your turn to cum."
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𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝: 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. (𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞)
summary. | next chapter (tba). you're expecting—and ellie is sick in love. one thing inhibits her: she thinks it isn't requited.
reader discretion is advised. mdni. fluff. a punch of angst: one instance of abuse. mentions of previous. pregnant!reader. jackson!loser!ellie. damaged relationship with a man explicit (for the plot.) the pining creeps in. strangers to lovers (in the future). requited but assumed unrequited love. cheesy romance scenes. evident undertones of addiction: substance mention, cannabis, strained relationships (ellie and joel common occurence. reader and their scumbag bf too). a realistic motherhood. depression. apprehension. you get it. wc: 4.3k. series masterlist.
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based on this anon i got. shoutout to @serqphites fr. art in header creds to @nramv. thanks to @s-4pphics for proofreading this one for me! join the discord to see content such as this in creation.
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬
It is the thought that stomachs you.
“Shit,” you curse and bite the mouth that does. Mindless thing. “He’s gonna murder you, damn idiot.”
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★ — MAKING HER SQUIRT
cw : +16, sub!vi, top!reader, clit stimulation, very short.
inspired by this video
THINKING ABOUT how Vi would feel so good beneath you, her hand covering her mouth as she felt your thumbs gently massaging her wet folds, squeezing and caressing the entire length of her pussy. her body was shaking, her muscles tense and her breathing heavy — you had already brought her to orgasm that day, and now you were trying to make her cum again.
"It's so...cute" you say and chuckle softly, seeing how soaked her plump pussy was, her now ignored hole clenching around nothing as you stimulated her externally. she whimpers in response, too tired and lazy to answer you back, her cheeks were flushed and she avoided looking at you, embarrassed by the wet mess that was her pussy.
you bring your thumbs to her clit, lifting the hood so you can see the little bud of nerves, now swollen with arousal. you circle it gently, but it was enough to make her moan loudly and her hips lift a little. you smile, so sensitive, you think.
you open her pussy a little wider, pulling the labia apart until the pink expanse is exposed. your thumb moves to rub circles over her clit, a loud gasp escapes her again, her hand now lowered as she is so immersed in her own pleasure. you then speed up your movements without warning, your thumb moving her clit up and down. you hear another loud gasp from her, her hands gripping the bed sheets as she allowed her sweet sounds to escape.
"s-shit!" she exclaims, biting her plump lips so hard that she draws some blood, the muscles in her abdomen tense as she gets closer and closer to her orgasm. "oh fuck i'm gonna- AH!"
her back arches, a scream escapes her lips and then her fluids come out in jets from her pussy, wetting the entire sheet and your hand. you widen your eyes and let out a moan of contentment, continuing to play with her clit and seeing more squirts come out of it.
you then finally stopped, gently squeezing and caressing her dripping pussy. vi gasped, her eyes finally opening and looking down, seeing the mess she had made, her cheeks consequently becoming redder. she turned onto her stomach with a whimper, feeling genuine shame enter her body.
"I don't understand your shame, it was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen" you say as you run your hand over her thighs, a silly smile on your face. You then crawl and lay on her back, burying your face in her hair. "you're the cutest fountain I've ever seen, honey," you say and laugh when you hear another embarrassed whimper.
she will probably not look at you for a few days.
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scissoring with sub!vi—it's literally all over the screen. this is likely not coherent at all i can barely think ok wrote this in like 10 mins just had to get it outta my system GOOD QUALITY SHITS COMING SOON n all that jazz
every rough snap of your hips makes vi cry out louder.
you'd been on top of her for a considerable amount of time at this point—her skin littered with angry bites, her nipples swollen and sore from you twisting them relentlessly, her hamstrings aching to all hell from the whorishly spread open position you had her in...what a sight for sore eyes.
any semblance of sentences had long since left her, she was reduced to moans so loud and dumb you were almost concerned you'd get a noise complaint. well, another one to add to the list.
vi had already cum—the gooey strings connecting her clit to yours being a telltale sign. but above all else, you were hypnotized by her expression. fiery locks were sticking to her sweaty forehead and splayed out on the pillow beneath her, periwinkle blues rolled back in her head and puffy lips producing melodic uh, uh, uh sounds.
your voice strained from the effort, "you're so pretty like this vi, so fucking beautiful...y'know that right?" she sobs, and you're not completely sure she even registered what you said. but you'd praise the life out of her until she did.
whining like a bitch in heat, you feel her pelvis push against your own. she's getting close once more.
only this time, you'll make sure you have your release as well.
conjuring the final bits of your strength, you roll your pussy against hers—the slick, bubbling sounds of another impending orgasm between you both makes your face grow hot. it's all so raunchy. so debauched and filthy, you'd be embarrassed if you weren't so soaking wet.
vi's mouth falls open and her back arches, your own groaning blending with hers. you two were practically musicians in a pornographic orchestra, playing each other like instruments. pressure builds in your abdomen, so you speed up your thrusts—pelvis stuttering every time you feel your clit catch hers.
the blinding ecstasy takes over you without warning, and pushes her over the edge too. you cum with a cry, feeling all your senses black out from the sheer intensity of the feeling, and ride out the high thanks to vi's overstimulated twitching beneath you. momentarily you fall on top of her, chests heaving in sync, melding into a sticky—but satisfied—tangle of limbs.
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