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fanandfiction · 2 years

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𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵

How Arcane Characters Would Eat You Out...

Summary: A balanced diet usually consists of three meals a day. Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner. Which will you be joining us for today?

AN: The premise of these headcanons is that the standard three meals a day are synonymous with a corresponding intensity of sex. That intensity goes up as the day goes on. Breakfast is on the vanilla end of the scale, whereas Dinner is on the kinkier side.

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, cunnilingus, oral (f receiving), mild praise kink, pet names, fingering, reader is def a pillow princess :), somnophilia, shower sex (is lowkey dangerous/do not try this attempt at home)

Characters: Fem!Reader, Caitlyn, Viktor, Vander, Marcus

THERE IS NFSW CONTENT UNDER THE CUT YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

In the early morning, when the sun has just barely peeked from behind the horizon, Caitlyn would have you upon a mountain of Piltover's fluffiest feather-stuffed pillows. She’d carefully lay you back, and you would sink right into them, enough so you couldn’t quickly get up without her help but not so you wouldn’t have a view of the show. Caitlyn would maintain eye contact, delicately pressing kisses down your sternum, abdomen, and pelvis before finally making contact with your velvety lower lips. Both of you moan loudly and let your eyes slip closed as she buries her tongue in your folds. Caitlyn begins to nibble and suck at your clit. It feels like a delightful ascension to heaven every time she buries her face between your thighs. As she makes a meal of you, she also has a habit of wrapping her hands over your inner thighs, kneading and massaging the sensitive flesh. It also served the purpose of holding you steady as you become more riled up and sensitive. When she knows you're close, she’ll take two fingers and thrust into you roughly as she sucks on your clit. She’d goad you on, using her smooth voice to tip you over the edge.

“How beautiful! Piltover's finest pillow princess~” She’d say, the vibration of her words only adding to the weight of her ministrations. You’re already tipping over the edge when she pulls away to give you the command to come undone. Your walls squeeze tightly against her fingers, you can’t keep from grinding your sensitive clit against the palm of her hand, and you release the most ear-shrilling moan of pleasure as she encourages you on, “There, there. Cum for me, Darling.”

Most days, Viktor woke well before the city. He would carefully kiss your forehead and quietly leave for the lab without disrupting your sleep. On the rare occasion he’s unmotivated to leave bed before you wake, he will 100% use the opportunity to wake you with his mouth. He’ll assure you’re sound asleep on your back, gently moving you if he has to. Once all is right, he simply goes ahead with spreading your legs and gently removing your undergarments. The chill of the early morning air against your warm cunt causes you to stir, but not enough to completely wake you. With a clear path, Viktor wastes no time burying his face between your legs. He moans in delight, savoring your taste. His large hands hold your lower belly flat and still as your body starts to jerk with pleasure. A knot in your core tightens as sweet consciousness begins to consume you, and you burst awake as Viktor begins trusting his long fingers into you. Your skin is on fire, and by the way your toes curl, he can tell you’re close.

“Cum for me, my sweet.” He’ll hum into you. The sweet reverberations send waves of pleasure coursing through you. You’re moaning loudly at this point, trying everything you can to gain your sweet release. You grind hard on his face; feeling the tip of his nose brush against your clit is everything you need. You cum hard and fast. Your mind blanks, and you see white as you come down. “Good morning, love.”

Vander, most mornings, can be found polishing glasses before the Last Drop opens in the late afternoon. Usually, this is also when he restocks the tap and cleans up any mess from the previous night. Most mornings, Vander has no trouble finding work for himself. But, when he’s not too busy, and you’re accompanying him, there’s a good chance you’ll found bent over the bar counter. Your fists tightly grasp the countertop, grounding you as Vander makes himself useful, licking your wet cunt clean. His thick tongue fucks in and out of your lower cavern, devouring every drop of pleasure you have to offer. Vander is more intoxicating than anything you could serve at the bar, your head spins, and your walls clench tightly around him. Just when you think it can't get any better, he’ll remove himself from you momentarily, leaving you cold and empty. You whine at the loss of his warm mouth, but you aren’t barren for too long. He experiments by thrusting his thick index finger into your entrance, and you tightly pulse around him. Once he deems you ready, he replaces it with another finger, stretching you delightfully.

He fucks you hard with his fingers, and it’s not long before you feel ready to cum. Vander can feel it too. He leans down and continues to suckle and lick your clit until you topple over the edge. The simultaneous stimulation is too much for you to bear, and you arch off the counter as something in you snaps.

“I’ve got you, hun,” Vander sweetly comforts you through your blissful orgasm. His free hand comes and massages your ass as you come down.

Marcus was never one to skip a shower, especially since his job often found him in the filthy trenches of the undercity. As sheriff, he had to be up early, so you rarely joined him in the mornings. When you do, it’s usually for a morning shower. Groggy and heavily afflicted by morning wood, it wouldn't take long for one thing to lead to another. With his back facing the shower head, Marcus would hold you up so your sopping cunt was level with his mouth and your thighs rested on his shoulders. Beads of hot water splashed down on him, but that did little to deter him from savoring his morning coffee. His large hands drape over your thighs. One of them finds itself massaging a handful of the delicate meat of your thigh, and the other’s thumb circles your clit as he fucks you with his tongue. He moans deeply into you, savoring you. Your own hands find themselves tied up in his dripping hair, trying desperately to pull him closer as you find yourself climbing that familiar peak.

“Come on. Cum for me, baby,” He mutters into your cunt. The hand massaging your thigh drops suddenly. You immediately miss the warmth, but the disappointment leaves you when you feel his fingers come to circle your entrance. Two beautifully thick fingers push into you, massaging your gummy inner walls. You squeeze tightly against them, only serving to encourage your partner. Marcus fingers you faster, and you can feel yourself falling over the edge. You let out a blissful scream as your orgasm comes washing over you, Marcus only slowing his pace to help ease you down.

Next part: For Lunch - includes: Jayce, Silco, Cassandra, Vi

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r3starttt · 3 months

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Lady of the moon

caitlyn kiramman x reader | read this or DNI

an: I highly suggest you read the request, also, might be part one if this gets enough support bcs this idea has been sooo long on my drafts but it wasn’t until this req that I actually put my mind into it. Pls reblog, comment, whatever, thx mwah

moonlight in a quiet garden, that’s her beauty

Another day of the usual stealing, running and trying not to get caught by pultover citizens as an attempt to survive in the undercity.

You were currently at the roof of what seemed like the fanciest mansion you've ever stepped, luxurious white decorating It's external walls and a deep dark blue on the roof that shined by the almost unbearable sun.

A jump and you were already outside a balcony, desperately trying to open the door as fast as possible at the sight of a nice amount of enforcers at the main entrance. Until desperation kicked in.

Something you've learned is topsiders have nothing to worry about, with that said, their security sucked. So a kick and you were inside what seemed like an office.

There were at least four bookshelfs fulled with books of all kinds of stuff, a huge table in the middle near the biggest window and the door you've came in, it had some sheets with designs, maths and other stuff written you could barely understand.

Aware of the minimum time you had to grab everything and leave and amused by all the stuff you would gain a good reward of, you disposed to sarcastically and slowly grab every peace of whatever artifacts you could find to put It Inside a small bag. Looking trough the books for anything that looked valuable.

That until a weird shimmer cought your eye. Blue and small there was a round crystal directing the shine of the sun to your eye, so you grabbed it.

It wasn't the only one so you didn't think twice and grabbed them all.

Humming, you didn't realize there were footsteps approaching until you heard some keys trying to unlock the door.

You've never get caught, so the panic of it all made you fall, and with it one of the blue orbits you've caught some seconds before broke.

As your hand extended to grab it the door got open, you closed your fingers in the palm of your hand, making of it a tight fist.

"Yeah, I think you should change this door, it's not the first time it blocks itself" That was the most feminine and sophisticated voice you've ever heard, accompanied by the profile of a girl probably your age, with blue dark hair. It reminded you of the crystals you've found. How could someone like her have a place like this for herself you thought, interrupted by a face completely terrified.

"Wait!" She screamed to whoever was accompanying her. You mover your fist to your face, relaxing it as your fingers expressed a silent emotion, warning her to not make any silence.

"What now? You forgot something again?" A male voice was heard, if it's wasn't for that girl you would be dead already, something you knew was men could only mean danger here.

The blue haired girl nodded, rapidly realizing she couldn't be seen so she spoke again "Yeah! I'm so sorry, just... leave the boxes here and I promise I'll help you"

Fancy black shoes stepped inside the office, gently approaching to you as the man probably mid upstairs groaned.

Accompanied by more steps, now going away and the loud sound of boxes hitting the ground right outside the place you just robbed. Your heart beat could be felt all over you'd body.

Why would a topsider panic about you? Why wouldn't she just try to directly kill you as you were told they would if they ever caught you?

"Just go, I won't say anything, I promise" she gently kneeled on the floor, leaving the box she had in hand as quiet as possible.

And of course you didn't believe any of it, but what else could you do besides running away from here?

"Don't come here again, it's dangerous" her voice and words caught you of guard. "Yeah I know that" you responded sarcastically, grabbing the broken crystal from the floor "You're people, they're all crazy"

You could notice a small pout appearing on her face "I'm sorry"

Ignoring her words you turned around, readjusting your bag now heavy on your shoulders, stepping slowly to the outside of the balcony, to leave right like you came in. "Don't be"

You shrugged, giving her a last look. She was the most prettiest girl you've ever seen, and somehow, even not believing any word she said, you could feel her warmth, she wasn't like the others.

And that tought as much as it made your heart feel nice, it also made you worried. Because piltover is made for the cruel and hunger of power, not for the nice and tender like her.

"Take this" her hand had something that looked like a music box, but by the way it looked it was probably the most expensive music box. Yet, it couldn't be so easy right?

You laughed taking it away from her and quickly saving it in your bag "Why for?"

"My dad's money, you won't get in trouble" the way she spoke elicted a smile on your face "thanks uh..." your hands moved, expressing you wanted to know her name

"Caitlyn" "Yeah, thanks caitlyn, hope to see you next time" she was about to laugh until everything went white. A loud pit covered your eyes, blinding you and making you jump out of there.

As you recovered the very small vision you could get you noticed the balcony floor cracking. Did she do this?

Did she do this?

You glanced at her, noticing a blue shine near her. It had been a peace of the stone it fell when she caught you.

Could the others explode? It didn't matter. You had to run away.

The voice of people screaming in fear caught your attention, making you look down at the floor that was starting to fall.

But before you could do anything there was someone waiting ro you already. By the way it screamed caitlyns name it was probably the same man you heard before.

"I've heard you were running around piltovers finest?" Silco's voice was hear the moment you stepped inside what was home for you, for him.

"Don't be so mortified, look" as you left the bag fall to the floor you saw his face pointing at the big aquarium. "Beautful aren't they? Yet, up there... at the surfece, no one even know they exist"

His eyes narrowed back at you, opening his arms as he wanted for you to step closer. Once you did he placed his hand on your back, moving it up and down "they're monsters" you shrugged

"There's a monster inside all of us" you nodded, chuckling at the sight of a syringe. Grabbing it nonethelessly and turning your body to properly face him. Injecting it into his eye.

The nation of zaun, that’s what you cared most about. You were born there, grew up there, saw your life get slowly destroyed in front of your eyes at the youngest age possible. You learned to forgive, on your own, ironically based on what you’ve seen. What you lived with that blue haired girl named caitlyn you managed to keep in contact after that one time you got caught.

You thought that both sides were doing their bests to have the highest life quality, to keep its people alive and to keep its own spaces existing. You knew you were part of the bad guys, the dangerous and dirty. Even though you weren’t, so, how fair was it to think the same about the other side?

Piltover’s citizens were people like you, afraid of the unknown, with imaginary enemies they were thought to hate since birth. People trying to survive with the peacefullest life possible, with dreams, families, life’s to give a chance experiencing in the best way possible.

So you couldn’t really hate them, because to you, that was ironic, stupid, nonsense.

Oposite to Silco, the man you grew up with, the one that saved your life, the one that was your only family. He thought you to hate them, to be powerful and never fear anyone, never trust people, not even your own, because it was only the two of you in this world.

And you couldn’t blame him either, he suffered what you saw, so you couldn’t really relate to anyone’s pain, specifically not his.

You were the reason this all existed. And how he would let you know, every day, every time. You’re everything that’s behind The nation of Zaun, you found everything that was necessary to create it and make it a possibility. For you it was someone else, a person you omitted while explaining to Silco what had happen and a detail Sevika didn’t know either. For you it was all thanks to caitlyn, who made sure no one searched for you after that, the girl that somehow managed to make people forget everything that happened.

The girl you were currently looking for, most exactly, waiting for since you failed to find her. She genuinely cared about you, and knew the danger of your stance in piltover, so the window of her room would always be open for you.

Laying on her bed you heard steps coming closer and closer outside her room, it could only be her so you waited for her usual entrance where she would catch on her bed the moment she stepped inside, smiling at you an practically running to ramble with you about whatever.

But today wasn’t the case apparently. You noticed the trophy she had in hand, probably her parents did something again and she didn’t like it. “Why so blue kiramman?” she laughed humorlessly “ha ha, so funny” her eyes rolled as she stepped closer to her bed, you sat on it, waiting for her to come sit next to you.

“I’m a hundred percent sure it was your mom so, please cait, stop being so annoying and stubborn and enjoy your privilege yeah?” she shocked her head, grabbing the trophy in between her legs, making them dance on the air “it was someone else, I… uhm, wanted to tell you something”

You furrowed your brows almost immediately “did you do something? someone did something to you?” your eyes wandered all over her face, trying to read her mind somehow. She didn’t look physically hurt, she couldn’t be but you had to check anyway by how she was acting, you could never know with this people.

Caitlyn extended her trophy to you, confused, you just grabbed it in silence. But it all made sense the moment you read the word enforcer “You’re fucking kidding me? what’s wrong with you caitlyn?”

You leaned your face to make her look back at you “I knew I could never trust you” you groaned in annoyance. It made her look back at you, grabbing your writs and her trophy back, placing it on her bed “don’t say that, you know I have no more options”

“You do, you just want to make things harder for everyone. Just do what your mom says and let her give you a princess life Caitlyn” you swayed her hand away, walking to the window near her bed.

“But you know I don’t want that” her murmur made you so angry for some reason, you always agreed on it, you were the one to support her on not doing what her mom suggested. But she omitted a huge detail, one that you felt like a direct attack to you and what you cared most about, zaunties.

“I don’t want what my family wants either and look at me! I do what Im told and still manage to enjoy parts of it. You’re so privileged… it’s stupid that you’re tying to play the nice humble girl when you’re not, you could never know what it is to be like that”

You weren’t sure of what was more hurtful from this whole situation, but didn’t care either. “Playing the good guy involves me being the bad one, my people being the bad guys, and we’re not, caitlyn”

The tears that were slowly covering her face made you regret saying those words, but god how hurt you felt, how betrayed. Maybe Silco was right and it was only the two of you alone in this whole thing. Or maybe Caitlyn was growing up to become like her people, and so were you. Maybe oil and water can’t get along.

“Golden boy…” you whispered at the huge sheet in front of you with the face of the man that was also the reason of everything. Jayce, caitlyn had told you about him. Everyone kept on saying how perfect he was but you were proven more than once topsiders are a bunch of pretty faces trying to play the humble.

Every time you saw that blue uniform you got a feeling in your stomach, nostalgia and disgust. You could only imagine it would at least look good on caitlyn, with her pretty blue hair and her pretty face, because you never believed there was a way she would actually made the job. Only for her convenience of course, like making even harder zaunties life’s, making your life harder, making Silco’s life harder.

Because that’s why you and your people were here for, the blue orbs that would make the difference.

After that fight with Caitlyn you stopped coming back in a while, fearing she could find you and you could attack her, fearing she could attack you and you would have to let her hurt you, fearing you could get her in troubles or she could get you in troubles. Yet here you are, doing it all for Silco.

Well, you weren’t supposed to be here exactly, but jinx insisted on letting her do the hard job. Sevika was there too so she would manage all, or so she insisted always, no matter what you or jinx or anyone else did she could always do better, so you were taking advantage of it to get what you wanted all at once.

Proving nor sevika or jinx could do this as you could, and taking a peek of caitlyn who had to be somewhere. Her family would do anything to keep her from seeing real world but as any other citizen in here, they had to play the humble and caring people so there was no way she wasn’t working on a day like this. Progress day, being also close with that golden boy she had to be at least standing somewhere looking pretty and pretending to work.

To your surprise there she was, right in front of you, some meters apart. She was standing in front of a tent until she turned around. Due the position you were in you couldn’t see who she was talked to, but she looked entertained. Until she didn’t, you lost her out of sight.

“Caitlyn kiramman, why does that don’t surprise me?” you chuckled at the sight of amused eyes of a man that worked with you, covered by her, trying to make him speak with her usual sweetness, the same way she did with you. You had a gun pointed at him, ordering him to keep quiet as you kneeled near them.

She turned around, her face showed a mix of confusion but warmth, like the first time you ever saw her. You moved the gun closer to the man, signaling to leave, which he did immediately.

“If you care so much about the undercity why not ask your old friend mhm?” You saved the gun, extending your hand to help her stand again, which she ignored, eliciting a laugh from you “You did this?” her voice, it caused the same feeling that uniform, and her face, and this place. It made you feel dizzy in some sort of way.

You nodded “why, you’re gonna take me to prison or something?” Caitlyn rolled her eyes, crossing her arms as she stepped back. “You haven’t changed” “Yeah?” you mocked.

Next to her on the ground you noticed some pictures, you just glanced at them, knowing she would pick them up the moment she noticed you looking at them.

“That’s not me, the mask” she narrowed her eyes at you, doing exactly as you’ve expected “He said something about a man, you work for someone now?” she seemed surprised

You shrugged “I always did” her mouth opened yet before she said anything you spoke again “I thought you didn’t do your job, you looked better standing and just looking pretty outside your mom’s tent”

“You were watching me?” her eyes studied your figure, furrowing her brows “it was her tent then? I guessed that” her hand traveled to the side of your arm, giving it a gentle snap, which made you jump back “What was that?”

“You disappear for years and now this?” now you were the one rolling the eyes “I thought something had happened to you”

You watches the scene in our silence, she looked genuinely worried, intrigued by this whole situation. It made you realize how normal you were about all this, how you’ve created a whole reality of her person now, and how inaccurate that might be.

But then you remembered why you left her on the first place, the words Silco said to you.

“So you agree your people’s dangerous?” you let out a sigh, turning around and watching all the mess your crew had done “enforcers are dangerous” you murmured, hearing her steps roaming somewhere behind you.

“I’m not, I’m here because I know something’s been wrong and I want to help the undercity” you shifter your gaze back to her “Why?” “For you”

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novacqnes · 1 year

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mrs officer // caitlyn kiramman

summary: over the course of a year caitlyn obsessively investigates one of piltover's most notorious criminals, and it culminates into a heated interrogation.

warning: mentions of violence and death, suggestive language

word count: 2.0k

pairing: caitlyn kiramman x fem reader

a/n: i took some inspo from the beloved killing eve when writing this

“she’s responsible for the deaths of over 50 enforcers and god knows who else—“

“are you even listening to me?” jayce asked.

“just let me think for a second.”

they stood on the opposite of a one way privacy film, glaring at the woman behind it. to their knowledge she’d committed numerous crimes against the city of piltover and despite being in police custody— she was far from done.

jayce paced back and forth, seething. he wanted to storm in and interrogate her, even bringing her to tears if necessary with the horrors of stillwater. yet one thing held him back, caitlyn.

she’d hardly said a word since jayce announced your arrest. she’d fantasized about this moment for ages, obsessively following every clue and miniscule piece of evidence leading up to meeting you.

the last few months you’d consumed every aspect of caitlyn’s being. she knew you better than she knew herself at that point. and one thing she was covinced of was that you’d purposely led them to you.

you were meticulous, each crime was done efficiently and in the beginning you made sure to leave absolutely nothing behind. with no trail it would be only a matter of time before you disappeared, sparking waves of panic throughout the city until you struck again.

however the moment caitlyn began following your case you grew sloppier and less calculated. complete derailing completely from your original methodology. initially she thought it was just pure luck but with each shred of evidence left behind there was a clear distinct message.

you wanted her to find it.

“i should talk to her first.”

“what?” he sputtered, his eyes narrowed into slits.

“i can get her to open up, just let me speak to her, please?”

begrudgingly jayce nodded, gesturing to the guard, “look, she’s handcuffed so she can’t hurt you—“

“that won’t matter.”

caitlyn stepped forward, a cold chill crawling up her spine as she walked into the gray room. despite the darkness, the blinding lights from the ceiling illuminating everything around her, including you.

she couldn’t explain it, and it wasn’t because of the handcuffs but she wasn’t fearful. you were heavily bound yet the guards and jayce flinched with your every movement, meanwhile she just watched.

a small gleeful grin spread across face as caitlyn sauntered towards you. a glimmer of excitement sparked in your eyes as she got closer, a brisk wave of her scent filling the room.

she was beautiful.

you’d only been able to admire her poise and elegance from afar but finally seeing her up close knocked all of the air from your lungs. a quick repeated thump came from your chest and your cheeks took on an extreme fervor. she sat across from you, on the opposite side of the table pulling out a thick file.

“hi.”

caitlyn couldn’t allow herself to be distracted by formalities. she furiously flipped through the pages within the folder to your latest attack, slamming in front of you.

she began, “you’re currently the most wanted person in all of piltover. you have threatened the safety and well being of all citizens, and they won’t stop until you’re brought to justice.”

you gazed at the blurry picture, in it was a building demolished to nothing but pieces of rubble.

“i don’t understand?”

she spat, “look closer.”

leaning in closer you inspected the mountain of destruction. bodies were scattered everywhere, blood spatter decorating the decrepit pieces of the building. however at the very top of the hill you noticed a small gold circle glimmering through. engraved in it was the kiramman family sigil.

“you left it for me. why?”

leaning back in your chair, you examined caitlyn even further. her crystal blue eyes held a look of determination and a tinge of light pink colored her cheeks.

and god was she cute too.

she wanted to seem more intimidating, scare you into whatever confession you were expected to give but she was failing— miserably. instead, you allowed your eyes to roam over her inspecting every inch of her sculpted frame.

“you have such pretty eyes,” you teased.

the splotches of pink deepened to a fiery red hue. caitlyn faltered for a moment, she felt like she was losing at this complex imaginary game the both of you were playing.

she should’ve expected this.

you’re a flirt, it was evident at every scene, you wanted to show off and even in custody it was no different. being stern wasn’t going to work.

“why the sigil, y/n?” she said, this time with a softer tone. she leaned forward allowing her hair to fall beautifully at her shoulders. she ran her fingertips across the white table, tapping her nails against the edges of your hand cuffs.

you sighed, “i was never going to hurt you— or your family, i just wanted you to know.”

“know what?”

“that i saw you, that night after the explosion. i came back and you were there alone in your uniform….”

those were her first fateful days on the job. and in a matter of minutes dozens of enforcers were wiped out with a single deadly bomb. vividly, she remembered the smoke that poisoned her lungs, leaving her gasping for just a sliver of fresh air.

the bodies— there were so many and they were all dead, just scattered about like ants in the ruins. she must’ve stayed there for hours, caitlyn couldn’t fathom how anybody could do such a thing.

she imagined them to be the epitome of a ravenous monster lurking about, waiting to consume everything and anything. not a cute— almost innocent looking face. it frightened her how someone could look so harmless and beautiful while concealing such dark secrets.

“why were you watching me?” she whispered, her heart beating even faster at the looming silence filling the room.

you looked up, beads of sweat forming at the top of your forehead. caitlyn’s heavy gaze bore deep holes into your eyes that made it difficult to look away. her scent was closer than ever and it made you feel like you were walking on air.

“i couldn’t look away.”

the distance between the two of you was gradually waning. caitlyn felt like she was losing control, this is what you did, you lied, manipulated and cheated— but in this moment it felt so good.

“and after?”

“oh that?” you smirked, looking directly at the glass, before glancing back at caitlyn.

“that was to impress you.”

immediately the door bursted open. jayce stormed in, his face splashed with a fiery red as he stomped over to you. he towered over your seat, eyes filled with great disdain.

“jayce—“

“this is why wanted to come here? to flirt?” he growled, sticking an accusatory finger at caitlyn on the opposite side of the room. his collar was soaked in sweat and his hair beyond disheveled. he whipped back around glaring at you with fierce, crazed eyes.

“you….i’m going to make sure you never see the light of day.”

his threats felt like mere insults, leaving you almost amused. you couldn’t help but laugh at the spectacle causing both him and caitlyn to shoot confused glances at one another.

“what’s funny?”

you doubled over, loud and obnoxious fits of laughter filling the room. to the two however it didn’t sound like simple laughter it was menacing and unsettling. the strange noise caused the hairs on jayce’s neck to rise and that same wintry chill to find its way back to caitlyn’s spine.

“you know jayce, i like you. you’re quite charming but clearly not very bright.”

“excuse me?” he scoffed, while caitlyn stifled a laugh. you lifted your hands up, gently yanking on the silver cuffs.

“we’ve been through this enough times to know that no matter how many restraints you put on me, i’ll get out. i mean come on— that’s what mrs officer was trying to tell you in the first place, no?” you taunted.

jayce was baffled— all could do was stare blindly. he cursed himself for not listening to caitlyn sooner, the arrest had been to easy and now they were trapped.

on the other hand, caitlyn was unsettlingly calm. she’d replayed this moment in her head for weeks— maybe even months. she’d studied you to the point where she could almost predict what was going to happen. and it would either end with all of you dead— or alive.

“now, this is going to go one of two ways, so keep up. i could blow this place to shreds with you and the dozens of innocent people still in it. or you can let me walk out…”

quickly your eyes darted to caitlyn on the opposite side of the room.

“….with her.”

he protested, “what no—“

but caitlyn’s mind was made up before she even set foot into the grim room. she didn’t share jayce’s sentiments and more importantly she wasn’t afraid of you— she was fascinated by you.

“i’ll go.”

“you can’t be serious.”

“it’s not your decision to make,” she sighed, gently patting his shoulder before walking over to you. she removed a small key from her pocket, freeing you from all your restraints.

it was the closest you’d ever been to her, and it drove you insane. her touch was light and gentle like a feather. she was careful and handled each part of your body with the utmost care, and for just a second it allowed you to forget where you were.

“cheer up jayce, it’s just a safety measure, that way once i’m out of here i know you won’t try and kill me.” you chirped, proudly sauntering out of the room with caitlyn on your heel.

enforcers lined up and down the halls were dumbfounded as they watched you walk free. hatred and anger were sept from the dozens of looks, and you felt each one.

wild butterflies filled your stomach, leaving you with a giddy feeling as caitlyn’s body brushed against yours. the two of you walked in silence but you felt closer to her than ever. she’d blindly put her faith in you. purely based on the countless of hours she'd spent analyzing you and it made you fall even deeper for the woman.

you snuck a glance at her, gently nudging her with your shoulder, “hey, look at me.”

she brushed her hair from her face, her crystal blue eyes finding yours.

“i’ll take care of you, i promise. but you can leave whenever you want.”

the further you got from the building, the more reality began to creep in for caitlyn. she knew just how dangerous you were but she was certain you’d never hurt her. the way you spoke to her differed from most people. there was a layer of sensitivity and caution, even you giving her the option to leave, it felt completely out of character from the person she’d analyzed.

“you weren’t actually going to blow up the building, right?” she blurted.

“you’re the expert, you tell me.”

for most of jayce’s performance caitlyn had stayed silent and it wasn’t without reason. unless you had help— which she hadn’t anticipated, there would’ve been no way for you to trigger the explosion alone. however, given his state of mind rationalism wasn’t on his side.

“you certainly could’ve, you enjoy showing off but a murder suicide would be too easy and messy.”

“and she’s correct again!” you sang, skipping along the pavement.

“so are you trembling with fear yet, officer?”

although you liked caitlyn you knew time was limited. you gave her a couple of days— a week at most before she’d abandon you, sending you onto your next fixation. however caitlyn hardly reacted to your theatrics.

she shrugged her shoulders uttering a clear, “no.”

“why?”

“you don’t scare me, y/n,” she admitted.

you stopped dead on your tracks, your lips perking up into a sly grin. nobody had ever stood up to you before, at least not in the way she did. and it drove you mad but in the best possible way.

“these next few days are gonna be fun.”

#could def write a part 2 to this….#arcane #arcane x reader #arcane fanfic #caitlyn arcane #caitlyn kiramman #caitlyn x you #caitlyn x y/n #caitlyn fanfic #caitlyn x reader #caitlyn x fem reader #caitlyn x female reader #caitlyn angst #caitlyn smut #caitlyn fluff

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yoze · 2 years

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bondage headcanons with caitlyn with sub!reader? :(

First and foremost, Caitlyn appreciates your trust in her and how you emboldened her to do this.

She'll be so gentle and doting. Particularly if this is your first experience with bondaging.

Naturally, she will talk to you about boundaries. Talk about your perceived preferences and disapprovals.

You are welcome to use the safe word whenever you want, she will encourage you to do so.

She'll take her time. You need to be at ease for this to work out the way you both want.

She'll use anything you're acquainted with to make you more comfortable; neckties and scarves in place of rope or handcuffs for the time being, and Caitlyn will only restrain one area of your body at a time.

Expect, and accept, to be questioned by her all of the time.

"How does it feel?" "Is this alright?" "It's not too tight, is it?"

Every so often, she will check to make sure it isn't too tight and harming you.

Constantly complimenting you on how well you're doing.

Any area of your body that was subjected to bondage after the fact will absolutely be stroked and kissed.

#arcane #arcane caitlyn #caitlyn #caitlyn kiramman #caitlyn smut #caitlyn kiramman smut #caitlyn x reader #caitlyn x y/n #caitlyn x you

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All Mine ✨🔞

///Vi x Fem!Reader///

Warning ⚠️: cheating themes, a bit toxic, NSFW with Vi, smut, strap-on, nipple play, sfw with Cait, degrading (a little bit), secret relationship, arguing, cheating on Cait, praises, virgins

"I'm in here, (Y/N)," You hear Caitlyn in her office.

You like to check on your girlfriend and decide to hang out with her on her lunch break. You and Caitlyn were an item in Piltover for a while now. Officially, it's been a full year together. You both agreed to keep it a simple relationship. Simple as regular dates, occasionally kisses, but no sex. It wasn't a written rule, you and Caitlyn weren't ready for that just yet so you both are still virgins. You can't deny it's nice and really wholesome, but hearing your friends talk about sex sounds a bit exciting to you. You attempt to gather courage to talk to her about it, but it's never the right time with her.

You step into her office and she is behind her desk. Besides her is a pink haired woman around the age of you and Caitlyn. "oh, meet my partner, Vi. She's from the undercity." Caitlyn raises her hand in front of Vi. "Sup, you must be (Y/N). Caitlyn talks about you," Vi leans back with her hands in her pockets of her leather jacket. You giggle as Caitlyn hides her blushes cheeks. "Caitlyn has mentioned about you too, the brawler from the undercity." You giggle as she looks proud of her title. You place food for you and Caitlyn. You glance at Vi, "I'm sorry I wished I got you something if I knew you were here." You scratched your hair, feeling a bit guilty. Vi chuckles as she leads herself out the door. "Nah, I'ma get something from Jericho's. But you two enjoy lunch, you love birds. See ya later, Caitlyn. Bye, (Y/N)." Vi waves bye to Caitlyn and then winks at you while walking away. "Don't mind her, she's just likes to tease and make everyone flustered." Caitlyn says as she opens her container of food as you two indulge in your foods. Caitlyn tells you about an investigation and her partners approach ideas. You listen as you eat your delicious food.

Later that night, you were walking back to Caitlyn's office after you finished your work day. Yet, the office is almost empty except for the distance arguing. You peek in, staying unnoticed for a bit. Caitlyn and Vi are arguing about a investigation, it seems whatever Caitlyn said must've made Vi really pissed. So you stepped in, "I'm sorry, did I step in at a wrong time...?" You step through the door. Caitlyn shakes her head and sighs. She collects her belongings to head for the night. "nothing, let's go." Caitlyn storms past you towards outside. You turn to Vi who's just upset. She takes a seat in front of the desk as she rubs the bridge of her nose. You quickly peeks your head out to Caitlyn, "I'm gonna meet you back at our apartment. I just wanna talk to Vi." You feel bad, but you wanna know more context. Caitlyn is sorta still seething, but she nods as she walks away. You run back as Vi is still at the desk. When you make a swifty return, Vi glances up at you. "Shouldn't you be going with your gf?" Vi rolls her eyes as she stands up, starting to gather her stuff. You walked up to her, grabbing her arm. Vi turns to you as she softens up.

Eventually, you got to sat down with Vi to talk about what happened. Apparently, Caitlyn was reading over a case about something in the undercity and she said something about the undercity folk that kinda felt like a stab at Vi. Even if, Caitlyn didn't mean it, it's still hurtful. Vi had to leave so much at home so she can work hard, especially for her sister. You listened to her as she calms down and finishes her rants. Your presence did make her feel a lot better, since you were a piltie and you convinced her that you don't think like that and it was unwarranted from Caitlyn. Vi's anger has drifted away, as her softness took over as she stares into your eyes. You didn't mean to be so close, but you two were really close. Your forearms are making contact, your knees are touching and your heads were about to collide. Vi felt safe around you as did you to Vi. Vi's soft pale eyes gaze into yours and then to you lips. Before you two know it, you both are leaning into each other until you two finally make contact with your lips. Something in your gut told you that this was wrong, but you can't help it when Vi's hands are wondering your body, up your thighs and cupping your face. Vi pulls you on her lap as you two intensely make out. You're thinking about Caitlyn, how you feel guilty knowing your are cheating on her.

"V-Vi, we shouldn't do this~" You moaned softly as you gripped her hair. She has you leaning back against Caitlyn's desk as she's teasing your hard wet nipples. "I know, but I can't help it." Vi's tongue flicks around your hard nipple as she grinds her hips in-between your now soaked sex. "You're so fucking cute, how come Caitlyn didn't claim you yet??" Vi breathes as she switches to the next nipple, as she pinches the other. Vi kisses all over your soft chest. "A-Ah~!!" You pants as you rock your hips against Vi's moments. Vi smirks at your reactions as she stops what's she's doing and begins to remove your pants.

"Fuck, oh God, Vi!!"

"Yeah! Ahh, fuck." Vi slaps your ass slowing down her motions. She has you bent over Caitlyn's desk as her false cock is motioning in and out. You are panting and whimpering. You are so wet and you never knew you could be like this, but you never realized how needy you are. "Poor bitch. Needed someone so bad to take care of you and you never gotten that from Caitlyn, huh?" Vi starts picking the pace back up as your moans grew louder again. You were so scared of Caitlyn coming back, but you can't help how good it feels to be railed. "Vi!! Vi!!" You chant out and pants. Vi leans over as she covers her hands over yours. "You're doing so good at your first time, you're doing so good." Vi kisses and leaves hickeys all over your shoulders. "It's okay, moan as loud as you want. I want Caitlyn to hear it." Vi whispered in your ears. Her words just got you going crazy. You begin to shake and moaning very loud at the wonderful pleasure. "Your gonna cum? My little slut is gonna cum?? Come on, you naughty girl, I know you love it, I know you want too." Vi taunted you in the other ear. It's your first orgasm from someone else other than your hands. You're no longer a virgin as you came all over her false cock. You squirm as you are finally relaxing from your high. "V-Vi... T-Thank you," you look up at Vi half dazed. Vi smiles as she removes herself from your creamy caverns. "You're welcome. But you know, we are a secret now. You can't tell Caitlyn, unless she finds out. It's gonna be fun having you around as a little secret. I wanna devour you every night."

From now on, you and Vi became really close, but in front of Caitlyn, you guys just became really good friends. Caitlyn was happy about that, so now you all hang out like the 'perfect' trio. After Caitlyn goes to bed , you would take "late night walks" to the lanes. You would always meet up with Vi as the fun would begin all over again. Vi gives you so many other experiences and cravings in sex. The good thing is, it wasn't just a sex thing. Sometimes, Vi would want to rant and just talk to you, and you were always down to listen and give her cuddles to cheer her up. You two treated each other like a real relationship, yet Caitlyn did not know any of it.

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A/N: muah muah love you guys 💕 tired going to bed now

#arcane vi #vi x reader #vi smut #arcane caitlyn #arcane x reader smut #arcane imagines #arcane smut #arcane x reader imagines #arcane

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nickeverdeen · 1 year

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Next one coming up: Mako x deaf and mute reader (posting when it’ll be done - sorry, I’m trying)

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inari-zaheer · 2 years

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Hi! Could I request a fic for Ekko? I feel like the boy needs more love

Angst with happy ending please! I have no idea for plot tho, maybe someone he thought was dead but came back? Maybe her (reader) protecting Ekko and getting hurt? Idk, just have fun!! (Smut would also be ok 😉) ((sorry if my ask is too much tho! You can tots deny it!)

I Thought You Were Gone

Pairing:Ekko x Reader

TW:Mention of bad thoughts and giving up

Word Count:964

Song Suggestion:Crossfire - Stephen

A/N:I was on a really sad/angsty mood when I wrote this lol, so I’m definitely thinking on making a part 2, anyway, enjoy♥️

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Things were going crazy in both sides of the bridge recently.

With Silco doing more deals with shimmer, meaning more shipments where sent and recieved everyday, Jinx stealing Hextech and now with Vi coming back from what everybody thought was the dead and bringing a piltie with her, Ekko was going crazy.

Of course he had you by his side for everything he needed, specially when it came to taking decisions involving the sanctuary while he was away, and thats what he had tasked you with before going to what you thought was some kind of suicide mission.

You never really been to Piltover yourself for long times, nor have you talked to someone from there besides your new "friend" Caitlyn, but it was common knowledge that they never had good thoughts abou any undercity folk.

So, in contrary to what he had made you swear not to do you gave the leader function to Scar and went after them, as you had a bad feeling on your gut about the whole situation.

When you arrived at the bridge it was kinda late as some type of combat seemed to have happened between them and some enforcers that were now lifeless on the ground, but as you were starting to get worried you finally saw Ekko fighting Jinx in the middle of the bridge.

He was handling everything with such maestry that you thought he would not need your help, but you soon saw you were mistaken when, upon thinking he had the upper hand he got distracted enough not to notice the blue haired girls arming a bomb right beside them.

Your actions were quicker than your thoughts when you suddently went with your hoverboard right in the direction of the bomb, separating both of them in the process, but it was obvious you did it out of pure instinct not thinking about having a literall bomb on your hands, you tried to throw it on the river but it was to late.

"Y/N NO!" was the last thing you heard before you lost your senses.

If Ekko was already mad at Jinx now he was enraged, not letting himself be distracted this time he continued to hit JInx until he was sure she was unconcious, he wanted to hurt her further, but he wansn't like the monsters of the undercity he swore to destroy.

He went down the bridge as fast es he could, not caring anymore about the stupid gemstone or Vi's shouts on the other side of the smoke curtain, his heart was beatting as fast as ever as he tried to look out for you in the dark waters, only for an unexpected shot on his foot made him lose his balance and fall on the concrete floor below him.

Now disabled and afraid that something worse might have actually happened to you he tried as much as he could to stay quiet in the middle of his panick atack as to not make himself known to Silco's goons that were up the bridge, only hoping that by a miracle you were going to appear in front of him safe and sound, or that a firelight would come looking for him.

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In the following week after Heimerdinger helped him get safely back into the sanctuary he couldn’t do anything besides cry and shout at everyone that even dared to metion your name in his presence.

He kept screaming at Scar on the first hours after he came back for letting you go out after him, his friend only heard with his mouth shut, he knew Ekko would prefer the worst torture, prefer to kill himself instead of having to lose you, he didnt gave him a comforting speech either, he knew it wasnt what his friend needed now.

The following days only seemed to get worse, shit hit the fan when Jinx exploded the council, which made him blame himself even more for not trying to get the gem back, and he missed you, he missed your touch, your scent, your voice, the way that if you were there beside him right now you would have made him feel better with your comforting words and reassuring touches all over him.

He couldn’t eat anymore, sleep anymore, he lost himself on an abyss of sadness, he just couldn’t handle your loss anymore as he only thought of giving everything up, but when he was about to go to the upper floor of his chambers Scar bolted through the door saying that Ekko needed to go to the sewer doors.

Scar ignored his friend’s demands to just leave him alone and promptly dragged him all the way down the three on a hoverboard against his will, his tiredness were slowly going back to anger when he saw the most unexpected but also relieving sigh he have seen in his entire life.

You slowly made your way through the curious crowd of firelights that were just as surprised as him by your return, upon seeing your state, with bandages all over your body and a cane helping you to move it was clear that you were on your worst shape, but the only thing that mattered to him was that you were alive.

He immediatly ran to hug you "Oh my fucking god Y/N is it really you? Fuck I though you were gone for good i just-" "O-ow babe" "Oh shit I'm really sorry i hurt you, but is just...i thought you were...but now youre here and, and" You embraced him through his tears as carefully as possible not no hurt yourself even further but giving your lover the confort he was needing after what seemed to be the worse days of his life.

"Come on, help me get upstaisr so you can take proper care of me and i can explain to you what happened, sounds good?"

"Sounds just perfect"

#arcane #arcane x reader #ekko #ekko x reader #arcane fanfic #ekko arcane

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miksaslut · 2 years

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hi atlas, ur fav anon here!! i was wondering if maybe u can do a hate sex, enemies to lovers type thing with caitlyn!! like reader and cait are both enforcers and they’re always trying to one up each other, something along the lines of that!! (psst,, mommy kink pls) MWAH i love you <3.

i know you wanna fuck me — by miksaslut

type of work: smut + fanfic

character: caitlyn kiramman

CW // smut, hate sex, mommy kink, degradation kink, slapping kink, jealous sex????, use of strap-on, squirting

a/n: OMG HI MY FAV ANON!!!!! I LOVE U <33

“you fucking slut,” caitlyn sneered, grabbing your wrist harshly and dragging you down the halls away from everyone, “you’ll just fuck anyone won’t you?”

“pretty much” you snip sarcastically while she pulled you into her room and shutting the door angrily with a loud slam. youcock your head, waiting for a reply.

“you’re so easy. you have no self respect whatsoever” caitlyn was unnecessarily, unforgettably mad at you. it was kind of attractive.

you had kissed vi. why? why not. to make caitlyn mad? yeah. to make her jealous? well. if you were being 100% honest with yourself, yeah. that didn’t change the fact that you hated her. you couldn’t stand how entitled she was. how annoying she was. what made it even worse was that she was hot. and ok, you’d admit that maybe you thought of caitlyn fucking you roughly until your legs were shaking and you were dripping cum a few times. maybe more than a few. truthfully, you thought of her every night. you would fuck yourself and choke yourself and slap yourself and you would think of her hands on you.

you saw caitlyn peering though her shiny bedroom window. she was looking at you walking vi out of the palace. you saw her eyes slit and her arms cross, studying you two intently. you saw her mouth open halfway in shock as you pulled vi in for a kiss. she saw your eyes stare up at her seductively, invitingly. she felt her panties go hot and she bit her lip, praying you didnt notice the look on her face.

so ok. fine. you kissed vi to make caitlyn jealous.

“god you can’t even keep your hands off of one girl” caitlyn rolled her eyes and unhanded you.

“i didn’t know you cared so much about my love life your majesty” you raised an eyebrow, gaining widely.

“i dont care. i just think its fucking gross” she shook her head in annoyance.

you took a step towards her, your faces inches away from each other. “i know you wanna fuck me. mommy” you teased, looking caitlyn directly in the eye. her mouth opened then closed. she looked away, trying to hide the intensifying blush on her cheeks from her new gifted nickname. she pushed you back onto her bed. you propped yourself up with your arms and she climbed on top of you, straddling you. “i was right,” she scoffed, “you’re such a fucking whore. you think you’re so hot” you tap your chin sarcastically. “if you wanted to fuck me you could just ask” caitlyn stared at you for a while. her eyes traced across your body, shamelessly wondering what was under your clothes. one of her cold hands travelled to your side, dangerously close to your breast. “i hate you so goddamn much” she spat before lifting up your shirt desperately, exposing your pretty tits. she looked back into your widening eyes. “i told you you were fucking easy” you hated her voice. how sure of herself she was. but you couldn’t help but gasp and grin as caitlyn pulled off your bottoms. “you liked being used dont you? god its pathetic” you rolled your eyes. “fuck off” you bucked your hips up, silently begging for more friction. your plea was delivered by a hard slap on the thigh. “open your legs” she demanded while she reached over to her bedside table and pulled out a black strap. you chuckled lowly as she struggled to put it on. “shut the fuck up” she gave you a side eye glare. she finally got it on properly and turned back to you. she aligned it with your pussy, sliding it up and down your soaking folds. she smiled meanly at how wet you were. whispers of degradation fell from her mouth before thrusting into you deeply. “f-fuck” you breathed out. “this is what you wanted, isn’t it? to be fucked like a little whore?” your eyebrows furrowed and you blushed furiously. “say my fucking name” caitlyn studied you, waiting for you to call her that name again. you looked up at caitlyn and didnt break eye contact but that didnt stop you from moaning and gasping. “i fucking hate you” you spat but caitlyn just laughed. “you hate me? then why’re you creaming all over my cock?” her hands gripped your legs and she pressed your knees as close to your head as possible. “shit- it’s so fucking deep” you hissed. your legs were crossed so your knees practically touched. “take it” she said between her teeth. the side of your ass was red from previous hits but nonetheless, caitlyn slapped it anyways. you shiver at the sensation. “fuck mommy” you whispered and you saw a satisfied glint in caitlyn’s eyes. caitlyn kept her glare and you made a face back, but it was replaced with a moan, your tongue sticking out and your eyes rolling back. “you’re pathetic. you’d fuck anyone’s cock, wouldn’t you?” you shook your head but even you didnt believe that. “say it,” caitlyn seethed, “say you’re pathetic”

“i’m pathetic mommy” you said, not even thinking, your legs shook and you could feel your orgasm growing closer. “shit- m-mommy im gonna cum” you cried out, nails digging in your thigh. “go on, cum like the slut you are” she rolled her eyes. she continued to thrust angrily in your tired cunt. you let out a sob and caitlyn nodded approvingly. your cum squirted out, splashing caitlyn’s abdomen and painting your thighs with your own cum.

so ok. maybe caitlyn wasn’t… awful.

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lacroixqueen · 2 years

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how sevika took your first (18+)

Summary: it's your first time, and you are super nervous. but sevika is extra gentle, and takes very, very good care of you.

Pairing: sevika x pillow princess reader (lmao sorry i had to)

Word Count: 962

Tags: soft sevika, heavy smut, fluff, wlw, useless lesbians

You would be very nervous, because she was definitely a lot more experienced than you.

You wanted to look pretty for her, so you wore some lacy lingerie but now you were also sort of embarrassed because she could see everything. But she loved every single part of your body. She thought you looked like a work of art, laying in the bed beneath her.

You would try super hard to hide your blushing face, but she could always tell.

Sevika would be surprisingly very gentle at first, because she could see how scared you were. She would give you soft, teasing kisses all over your neck while holding your hand.

“Does it feel good when I do this?” she would ask in a low whisper as she tortured your sensitive skin with her full lips. “What about this~?”

You would moan while gripping onto the bedsheets as she kissed you, because it felt really good and you didn’t want her to stop, not even for a second.

When she could sense you were more comfortable, she would lightly pull down on your bra, and tease your nipple with her tongue.

She paid very close attention to how you reacted to her every motion, and would slow down if she saw that you were being overstimulated.

Sometimes, she would pause in the middle and ask if you liked it, and remind you that she could stop whenever you wanted her to.

Occasionally, as she planted kisses over your chest, stomach, or shoulders, she would say, “You’re so fucking beautiful” just so you knew she really did appreciate every single part of you.

She would run her hands from the curve of your waist all the way down to your round hips, just so you could really feel the way her skin felt against yours.

So you wouldn’t have to second guess that she would stop for nothing to leave you absolutely breathless.

While she kissed you all over, she would purposefully brush her hands against your panty, just so you knew that she knew you were thinking about it.

It was a twisted little game she played on you, but you weren’t gonna lie and pretend you didn’t absolutely love it.

She could tell you were beginning to really enjoy it. From the way you buckled your hips, or curled your toes, to how you squeezed so tight on the pillow your head rested on.

“Y/N…,” she would say. “What would you think about.. me going inside of you?”

“I-inside?”

She would nod, gently prodding at the tops of your panty with her strap, trying to make out what sort of expression you had on your face in the dim lighting of the bedroom.

“Okay, but just go slow.. Please.” You braced yourself for her by grabbing a tuft of the bedsheets into your fists.

She would gingerly tug off your underwear, smirking when she saw how much you glistened underneath the moonlight that poured in through the side window.

Sevika would take her fingers and rub you so achingly tenderly, causing you to cross your thighs over the other and arch your back into the mattress.

When you were wet enough, she would slowly sink into you until she filled you up all the way.

“Shit..” she would breathe. “So fucking tight..”

You would blush uncontrollably, whining into the sheets as she pushed deeper inside of you.

“Sevika.. It hurts..” you would gasp, starting to tear up a bit.

“Sh..” she said. “You need to relax.” She would lean down and plant painfully perfect kisses all over the side of your neck. “Just focus on how my lips feel..”

You weren’t used to this at all. How soft Sevika was to you when she wanted to be. How much she paid attention to your every motion, every expression. The way she adjusted herself accordingly so you were as comfortable as possible.

You would grip onto her strong arms, trying your hardest to calm down and breathe.

Slowly but surely, you felt yourself opening up to her. Her strap suddenly felt like it ignited a fire in your core, as if it lit up something inside of you that you never experienced before.

She could feel your walls gradually begin to loosen up around her, incentivizing her to start moving, even if it was a little bit. You were delicate. She wanted to take care of you.

As soon as she pulled out, and then rammed back in, you could feel her brush up against your most sensitive spot.

“R-right there..” you would manage to whimper out when she hit that spot again.

“Yeah?”

“Um.. mhm..”

Sevika wouldn’t stop until you came. It was her greatest reward. Watching your legs shudder as you clasped your hand over your mouth. How your shoulders shook, chest heaved, cheeks flushed, lips parted. And how fucking adorable you sounded when you moaned. Her favorite part.

When you two were done, she would pick you up and have you on her lap on the couch while she sparked a blunt and nursed a glass of whiskey. She might take a smoke, and then shotgun it into your open mouth just so she could watch you stick out your tongue for her.

She would place her mechanical hand on top of your thigh, caressing the side of it absentmindedly every now and then. She would also let you rest your head against her shoulder, watching you fall asleep in her arms while she stroked your hair lovingly.

She was happy you trusted her enough tonight to let her take your first. Because she was willing to take your second, third, fourth, fifth whenever you wanted. You just had to say the word.

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honeydazai · 2 years

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sharing you with their partners

feat.: Viktor/Jayce; Jayce/Mel; Vi/Caitlyn; Silco/Sevika; Viktor/Sky; & fem!reader

warnings: nsfw content, threesomes, double penetration, oral sex (reader giving and receiving), pet names, degradation

With VIKTOR and JAYCE, it unsurprisingly happens in the lab — after their newest experiment fails to work, they're both feeling frustrated. As their assistant, you don't mind helping them out, which is why you soon end up on Viktor's lap, your thighs on either side of his own.

While Jayce stands behind you, his lips soft on your neck and his hands wandering from your hips to your tits, Viktor gets both of your holes ready; lithe fingers thrusting into you and opening you up with scissoring motions as you mewl and whimper into his ear. Eventually, you sink down onto Viktor's cock while Jayce pushes into you from behind, his hips flush with your ass.

While Jayce is simply eager to please you — his thrusts fast enough to have you whimpering and moaning, one of his hands moving down to rub your clit —, Viktor is a little meaner; his teasing comments are enough to make you clench around him with arousal, and, well, he's certainly tempted to edge you at least once.

“You're so tight around me, dear. I can even feel Jayce right next to me — and, ah, listen to yourself. You're moaning like a true whore already. You must have wanted us to take you like this for a while now, hm? That's just shameless.”

It was MEL's idea to invite you to join her and JAYCE after she had noticed the way Jayce kept staring at you, and now here you are; on all fours on the bed with Jayce thrusting into you from behind, his groans low and guttural, making heat curl in your stomach.

Your back arches prettily as Mel pulls your head down to rest against her thigh, guiding you to her cunt and, oh — you had almost forgotten about her pleasure with the way Jayce's dick nudges against your cervix, but now it's painstakingly obvious how wet she is. You lean forward without further hesitation, your tongue flattening against her dripping folds, and Mel hums with appreciation, her hands grasping at your hair.

Mel is generous with her praise — she's not ashamed to constantly tell you and Jayce how good you both are doing, how pretty Jayce looks when he's fucking you and how talented you are with your tongue. The compliments get to you both; you're whimpering with flushed cheeks as you continue what you're doing; meanwhile Mel's nails are scratching at your scalp and Jayce's hand, calloused and so big compared to Mel's, is moving down to rub your clit in rhythm with his thrusts.

“Look at the both of you, so pretty and obedient for me, hm? Such good pets I have. Jayce, come on now, don't tease our lovely guest. Go a little faster, I know you can do it, baby.”

You're honestly not sure anymore how it happened; one moment, you and SKY have been thinking of a way to stop VIKTOR from overworking himself again, and the next you're both kneeling beneath his desk to mouth at his cock together. Above you, Viktor is moaning as his hips buck up every once in a while, his head dropping back to reveal the pale expanse of his throat.

There's a sly smirk curling his lips as he yanks on your hair, the sensation borderline painful — honestly, it's your own fault for being of a brat. Sky, always eager to please, simply continues to lick at the length of his dick; though your mischievous personality is a nice contrast to her obedience.

By the time both of your knees are starting to ache from the position, you move this to the closest free flat surface, and while you once again close your lips around Viktor's cock, Sky eats you out from behind, her tongue circling around your clit as she pushes a finger into you, crooking it to rub against that one spot that has you whining.

“Ah—, you're both doing so well. My good girls, so pretty for me. Though it does seem like Sky is more keen on being obedient than you are, dear. It is almost like you're begging me to teach you a lesson.”

The beginning of your sexual relationship with SILCO and SEVIKA is more or less an accident; you're currently sitting on Silco's lap, the head of his dick nudging against that one spot inside of you as you roll your hips, tiny whimpers leaving your mouth. Then, quite suddenly, the door opens with Sevika entering and, to your horror, she doesn't leave and Silco doesn't stop rubbing your clit — and before you're able to protest, there's some sort of unspoken agreement between the two of them.

You've got three of Sevika's calloused fingers in your mouth, steadily pushing down your throat, and you're drooling and gagging around them, saliva dripping down your chin. And even though you're fucked stupid at this point, you do your best to keep riding Silco, who's just watching you struggle to choke out whiny moans around Sevika's fingers.

You're honestly in for a hard time with them since they're both rather sadistic; Sevika makes you eat her out after Silco came inside of you, his cum dripping down your leg. While she grabs your hair, your lewd squelching and slurping sounds making her smirk, she's already thinking about bending you over her lap to spank you until you're sobbing.

“Come now, dear, I'm sure you're not tired already, are you? That'd be awfully disappointing, especially not that Sevika is watching. Don't you want to put on a show for her? My dick isn't going to ride itself, you know.”

With VI and CAITLYN, it happens inside of Caitlyn's bedroom; what was supposed to be an innocent girls night quickly turns lewd as Vi insists for you to touch her abs and gropes the soft skin of your inner thighs in return. It doesn't take much more for you to move onto Vi's lap, your thighs spread wide to accommodate Caitlyn, who's laying down between them.

For just a moment, Caitlyn allows herself the freedom to tease your wet pussy over your panties, her fingers sliding along the fine fabric only to hear you whine and whimper. She's not opposed to you begging her either, though her cheeks flush adorably when you do just that; filthy words falling from your plump lips in hopes of her taking mercy on you.

While Caitlyn pushes your panties to the side and pumps two, then three fingers into you, Vi sucks marks into your neck; hickeys and blue and purple bruises soon adorning your neck. Her hands are on your tits, kneading them fondly and flicking over your hardened nipples, and you can't do anything but mewl in pleasure.

“Fuck, doll, you're so hot. Come on, why don't you beg for Cupcake here to eat you out, hm? Bet she'd love to do that if only you asked nicely. Oh, or do you want us to fuck you instead? You gotta speak up, babe, or else we don't know what you want us to do.”

notes: threesomes are hot, and so are all Arcane characters

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vander-affectionate · 2 years

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where are they?

warnings: minors/ageless blogs do not interact or you will be blocked, genderneutral!reader, degradation, smut, soft doms, mentions of sexc things

ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ɴᴏ ᴡᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴏᴋᴀʏ? ɪᴛ’s ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴛs, ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇɴ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʙʟɪɴᴋ ᴀɴ ᴇʏᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʀᴇ ᴇᴅɢɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʙᴀʙʙʟɪɴɢ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ sᴍɪʀᴋ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʀᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀss ʀᴇᴅ, ɪᴛs ᴛʜᴇ 'ᴛʜᴀᴛs ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀss ᴜᴘ, sʟᴜᴛ’ sǫᴜᴀᴅ

-> mel, AMBESSA, and SEVIKA

ᴛʜᴇʏ’ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋʏ sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʀᴇ ᴛᴏʏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴛʜᴇ 'ᴀsᴋ ғᴏʀ ɪᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛs ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀʏ' sǫᴜᴀᴅ, ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʟʟ sɪᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴇɢs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴄᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴊᴏʟᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ᴀᴡᴡ ʙᴀʙʏ ɪ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ, ᴛʜᴇ sʟᴏᴡ ғᴜᴄᴋ, ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ ɢᴏᴏᴅ sǫᴜᴀᴅ

-> sky, EKKO, vander, viktor, SILCO, and caitlyn

ᴅᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀɢᴇ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴜɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʙɪᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴘᴏᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ɴᴇᴄᴋ, ᴏʜʜʜ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ɴᴏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ’ᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ, ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴜsᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɢʀᴏᴀɴs ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪɴᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ sᴡᴇᴇᴇᴛ

-> MARCUS, jayce, VI, and grayson

ᴡɪʟᴅ ᴄᴀʀᴅs

-> jinx

reblogs and thirsts are welcome <333

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m3dardas · 2 years

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would u do a part 3 of girls interrupted:) idk if it helps but Caitlyn and Y/n fights for dominance?? and maybe some overstimulation as a little touch(u don’t need to)

GIRLS INTERRUPTED III

minors do not interact! 18+

caitlyn kiramman x fem!reader

warnings: SMUT, service top!reader, overstimulation, dirty talk, cunnilingus, mommy kink, exhibitionism.

blurb: after things get heated in the kitchen, you take things to the bedroom — along with the intense need for caitlyn kiramman.

author’s note: sorry this took so long, thank you for requesting another part. initially was really sure how to write this, esp the fighting for dom, so i apologize if it’s not there. however, here is the finished product... i hope you all enjoy!! <3

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“Okay, those cookies were worth the break.”

While the treat was worth the intermission of your activities, nothing could top her taste or her touch. As the two of you munched on the sweet delicious treat, royal blue eyes barely left your frame. Bumping your hip every few seconds, as if you’d forgotten that she was beside you. But how could you?

She was the unattainable enforcer, yet, somehow you managed to attain her. Caitlyn was willing to throw away her lifestyle to be with you — just you.

You could never forget about her.

“Definitely worth it. However, I am getting bored.” She sipped the cool glass of water that you poured for her. Her warm blue eyes glimmering over the lip of the glass. A smile formed on your lips, heart picking up like it usually did when she graced her irises upon you.

Caitlyn sat it down on the marble counter, reaching for your hip to pull you closer. Pushing her pelvis against yours, looking down on your slightly shorter figure. Slotting her hands in the crevice between your ear neck, she pulled you in for a kiss. She massaged her lips against yours at a slow pace, savoring the flavor of them. Grazing your bottom lip with her tongue, she asked for permission of entry.

With the welcoming of the relaxation of your jaw, and the gentle carding of her deep blue hair, she could taste the remnants of the chocolate chip cookie. Deepening the kiss, she presses her body closer to yours. Long fingers gripping at material clung to your body. You moaned, tugging on her roots, furrowing your eyebrows — reacting to her addicting touch.

You just couldn’t get enough of her. And, you could assume that she thought the same thing of you.

She pulled away, leaving you absolutely breathless. The edged of her lips curling faintly, as she hooked her hands under your butt. “Jump for me.” She quickly spoke, while she acted. Not giving you much time to process what she asked of you — by then, you were already seated on the island counter in the middle of the kitchen.

Your hands placed on the skin of her shoulders, rubbing your thumbs absentmindedly. “Wha- Caitlyn, what are you doing?” Your eyebrows remained furrowed, but in a different manner. Her eyes gleamed with mischief, as her hands trailed up your legs. Starting your ankles, lifting the skirt of your dress, slowly. “Returning the favor.” She leaned her face close to yours — practically, feeling the cool breath releasing from her parted lips.

“In here? In the kitchen?” You wonder with unbelief, lips falling agape like a confused fish. “Are you mental? What if somebody sees us?” There were many instances that you could be caught. If it wasn’t your parents, it was hers. And if not them, then the maid — and that’s just terrible.

“What if I want them to see us?”

“Then I’d conclude that you are actually mental.”

You lock your arms around her neck, allowing her hands lean on your thighs. “Would that be a dealbreaker?” Caitlyn asks, her hands massaging the meat of your thighs, lightly spreading them to get closer to you. “Would what be a dealbreaker?”

Her cheeks flush with a powdered pink, avoiding your eyes briefly. “Me being mental.”

“Of course not. You just like what you like — plus, I’m kind of into it.”

Her eyes lit up, hands already gassing up to get frisky.

“Just... Not when it involves our parents. Cait, that’s gross.”

She chuckled, pressing her lips to the edge of your jaw, leading forwards the warmth of your neck. Your arms fell loosely around her shoulders, eyes fluttering shut at the contact of her lips. “Our parents aren’t down here — they’re asleep.” Her kisses got hotter and slower, spending extra time to make her mark. “And... I want to taste you, y/n.” Caitlyn sensually breathed into your ear.

You shuddered at her voice, wanting her hands to move, but they were completely still. The risk of being caught was bittersweet — you wanted to admit that you wanted it, but your ego was getting in the way. That little scene she pulled earlier with your mother was incredibly hot. What harm would it be to risk it again. “I want to spread you out on this counter, right now.”

“Well, when you put it like that...” You giggled, the pace of your breathing quickening. She hummed against your skin, biting playfully at your jugular. Taking a few glances over her head, and over your shoulder — you decide oblige. “Fine, but if we get caught... I’m blaming you.”

“Blame me as much as you want, darling.” Her fingers curled under the thin strap of your underwear, tugging it down your legs. With the help of you lifting your hips off the cool counter. Shamelessly, she dropped them to the floor, with a smirk playing her lips. Caitlyn’s hands grip your hips, pulling them to the edge of the counter, pulling a gasp from you. “But, in order for us not to get caught... You need to do your part.”

Peering into her eyes with wide needy irises, you questioned. “Which is?”

“Keeping quiet. Even though, I love those pretty little sounds you make.”

Intently gazing into her, a shaky breath flees from your lips at the contact of her finger pushing through your glistening folds. She raised her eyebrows, parting her lips — reminding you to stay quiet. Removing her finger, she popped it into her mouth as she bent down — getting eye-level with your heat.

Her hands pushed your legs further apart, spreading your lips with her thumbs. Your bottom lip went between your teeth, anticipating her sloppy touch. Caitlyn brought her face close to your cunt, delivering a kitten lick to your throbbing clit. “Just for me?” She whispers, peering up at you, just before going in.

Her tongue lapping up all of your savoring juices, prodding her tongue at your sensitive hole. All the while, maintaining eye contact with you. Biting hard on your lip, you heaved. Trying your best to refrain from making any alarming sounds. You forced through her hair, pushing it out of the way while she devoured you. “Fuck,” You whined lowly, rubbing the heel of your foot into her back.

Both of her hands caressing the thighs that rested on her shoulders. You jerked your hips towards her face, whimpering underneath the hand you placed over your mouth. “Please,” you hiccuped, “I need your fingers.” rocking your sopping cunt against her face.

She pulled back, spreading your lips once again. With a marveled look graced upon her features, she inserted her middle finger. Delving it inside of you a few times shallowly, before curling deeply. You whined, muffled by your hand. Her shiny lips curling into a toothy grin, as she added another. You flung your head back, mouth opened into a O shape.

“Yes, like that — oh, Gods, yes.”

She put her mouth back on you, slurping you up. A the tightening coil in your gut began to make its notice. Heat washing over your skin, as she brought you to your release. Reaching for a decorative towel on the counter, you placed it over your mouth. The sensations from your lover, clouding your brain. A haze of lust forming a film over your thoughtful mind.

The curl of her fingers, pushing that favored spongey spot inside of you, pulled the coil tighter. Soon, being its main reason unto it release. Squeezing your eyes shut, you shout into the cloth — muffling the majority of your sounds. The release of pleasure fleshing over your frame — paralyzing your limbs. Caitlyn rode you through your orgasm, then placing a warm kiss on your inner thigh.

You removed the cloth, throwing it to the counter. Breathing heavily, peering between your legs with admiring eyes. She stands, bracing her hands on your thighs, lightly. The blue-haired leaned towards you with an open mouth kiss, allowing you to taste yourself on her tongue. Your hand held the back of her neck, pulling you in closer to her.

As the high of your release began to fade, your hunger starting moving in to replace it. You wanted to inhale her, pulling her close and grinding against her pelvis. “I want you so bad, Caitlyn.” You whined against her lips, breathing her air. She connected them to the corner of yours, humming lightly. “Oh, you can have me, darling.”

She helped your down to the floor, kneading your hips. The blue-haired bent down to pick up your underwear, earning a bit of bashful snicker from you. Shutting the kitchen light off behind you, the pair of your run towards your staircase — wanting to get to your bedroom as quick as possible.

Bare feet hitting the shiny floors at a quick pace. You’ve never wanted someone so bad — not as intense. Her lips were addicting, and so was her taste. No wonder so many other women of Piltover fell so easily for her. But, somehow, you managed to keep her all for yourself — just how you wanted her.

You pushed open the door to your room, quickly pulling her inside. Immediately, you slammed your lips against hers, using her body to shut the door. Standing on the tips of your toes, your cupped each side of her face, flushing your body against her. Caitlyn’s hands found solace on your hips, pulling you closer. The flavor of you still lingered on her lips and tongue, causing your inner walls to contract at the memory.

Moaning against her lips, she opened her jaw, allowing you automatic entrance. Her hands began bunching up your dress, just to get a full grip of your bare ass. You gasped, still moving your lips messily along with hers. “Jump.” She requests, you adhering immediately in your fit of lust.

Wrapping you arms around her neck, choosing to plot your kisses down her jaw and towards her neck. You left her breathless, with eyes rolling at the soft sensation of your lips against her hot skin. She carried you to your bed, laying herself on top of you — finding your lips once again.

Her hands wandered your body looking for the zipper of your midi-dress, laying between your legs. She pulled away for, deepening her eyebrows. “Where the hell is your zipper?” You giggled, face flushed with passion. You sat up, reaching your arms behind you. It was at the spine of your back. “Ah, I got it.” Caitlyn was sat on her knees, pulling the little zipper down your back. Which allowed the material to loosen around your body. The straps slipping down your arms, bodice no longer clinging to your figure.

“You mind if I?”

“Please, do.”

Caitlyn slid the straps all the way down your arms, revealing your bare chest. Laying back, she pulled the dress down your hips — being that she already removed your underwear, you were completely naked before her. Your cheeks couldn’t help but flush magenta from the way her eyes was ogling your body. She dropped the slightly heavy material onto the floor, drifting her hands up your sides.

Her delicate touch causing you to twitch beneath her. Leaning back over you, she grinned wistfully. “You’re so beautiful, y/n.” Caitlyn bends down, placing her lips upon the soft skin of your neck. You sigh, running your hands through her hair, while the other plucked at the material of her clothes. Her lips left warmth behind, as she plotted more longing smooches along your skin, leading to your breasts.

Your breathing was airy, lacking in patience for her. The sheer memory of her whining from your touch, was driving you insane — along with the memory from only minutes ago. When she was devouring your in the kitchen. While you loved her pleasing touches, you loved to touch her — it was equally as pleasing. Possibly, even more.

Her lips sucked around your areola, purposely avoiding the sensitive peak. Your chest rose and fell against her face, lips parted. She ignored your subtle request of the removal of her clothes, but you couldn’t go on without seeing her. As perverted as that sounded. “I think it’s a bit unfair that i’m the only one completely naked.” You breathed, shakily.

Blue irises looked up against your rising chest, her bottom lip dragging across your skin. “My apologies, my love.” She snickered, sliding off of the bed to remove clothes. But, you sat up with your legs still spread, causing her eyes to look between them.

“Wait, let me.” Your adjusted standing to your knees on the mattress. Caitlyn wholesomely smiled, showing of her pearly teeth. You walked on your knees to the edge, reaching your hands out. She stepped between them, her hands finding comfort at your bare hips. Her dress didn’t have zippers or buttons, it was simply pulled up. The material being slightly stretchy to conform to her fit body.

With soft fingers, you hooked under her straps, pulling them down her arms. Her sun-kissed skin looked incredibly supple, you just had to grace your lips upon it once more. Leaving wet spots along her chest and neck. Pulling it down further, her heavy breasts popped free. Bringing one hand to cup one of them, you sucked at the swell of her breast. Thumbing the hardening bud, with your eyes fluttered closed.

Her breath hitched, back arching towards you. “I thought you wanted to undress me... ” Caitlyn asked, her bottom lip going between your teeth as you finally sucked her nipple into your mouth. Popping it from your lips, you looked up at her, a curl developing at the corner of your lips. “I am undressing you.” You squeezed the fat of her tit, sucking her nipple back into your mouth. Nibbling and suckling — milking her tit like your life depended on it.

“Gods, y/n.”

She moaned, wantonly. Her long eyebrows furrowing, watching as you moved to the next one. Nearly forgetting about the firm cloth hugging her waist. Her hands palming the base of your neck, fighting everything not to grip the roots of your hair. “I never got the chance to really ravish you...” Your fingers hook into the material, pulling it down her hips. With her lips trailing behind — kissing her abdominals and obliques on the way down. “You’re so gorgeous. Everything about you.”

With a final push, the material slipped down her firm, but slender legs. Leaving her completely bare. You were eye level the perfectly maintained landing strip on her mons. Placing your hands on her hips, you straightened your posture, while kissing up her stomach. “Let me please you, Caitlyn.” Your eyes glimmered, begging her to allow you to have your way.

You nuzzled your face into her neck, sucking on a singular spot. Pushing breathy moans from her throat — she was becoming needy. And her usual thirst to lead, was evaporating with every touch. Your lips meeting at the soft spot under her earlobe. “Please,” You whined, pushing your breasts up against hers, kneading her hips and waist with need.

Her pupils had long dilated, gazing at your with complete desire. “I want to make you feel good.” You kiss her cheek, innocently. One of your hands sliding between her legs — lightly grazing her throbbing clit that was peeking through her puffy lips. Her breath hitched, hands gripping the meat of your hips.

With no words, she nodded, a low whine following behind her movements. “Use your words...”

“Please... Fuck me, y/n.”

You didn’t expect her response to be so vulgar, but you absorbed it nonetheless. Your pussy clenching to explicitness of her words — that didn’t matter now, though. Her pleasure was at the forefront of your mind.

Caitlyn was sopping wet, her arousal might as well been dripping down her legs. You removed your finger, wrapping your hand around her wrist. Backing up on the plushy mattress, you guided her back onto the bed.

Her face was beyond flushed with a powdery pink, eyes hazed over with submissive lust. Her usual cocky demeanor was overshadowed by her sensual need — she needed your touch.

Pressing your body against hers, you pressed your lips onto hers. And instant whine fleeing from her throat. Caitlyn guides by laying herself down over the pillows, welcoming you to her center with spread legs. She purposely ground her heated core against your pelvis, hitting your throbbing clit every once in awhile.

Her legs hooked by your sides, egging you to just fuck her already. However, you wanted to take your time. Your hand cupped her breast again, dipping your head to feast on her hardened buds. When your lips disconnected, she released a frustration groan. Rolling her hips on nothing to try and satisfy herself. “M-Mommy... Please.” The first part was barely coherent, but you understood the gist.

Caitlyn just called you mommy.

You nipped at her sensitive peak, popping your lips from around it. “What’d you just say?”

“You don’t like that, do you-?”

“No, I fucking love it.” You quickly dismiss her worry, plotting your lips at the valley between her breasts. “Call me that as much as you want.” You travelled to her other breast, laving at her nipple. All the while keeping tempting eye contact. Wrapping your lips around her, lapping your tongue all around the hardened peak. Suckling with a mission, earning a pleasant grind of her hips.

She whined, sobbing in frustration. “Y-Your fingers...” Caitlyn tried, with deeply furrowed eyebrows. Her hands gripping on your shoulders and hair. While suckling on her tit, your free hand descended down her body. You gathered her slicked, causing her body to shudder beneath you. With your eyes stuck on her closing ones, you circled her clit. “You want mommy to fuck you, baby?”

She nodded, humming with her lips between her teeth. Her hips bucking against your hands. Knowing she could take it, you slipped two fingers into her cunt. The blue-haired gasping and clenching in response. “T-Thank y-you — fuck!” Caitlyn sobbed, rolling her hips against your stilled hands. Slowly, you began to curl those two fingers. Brushing up against the most sensitive spot inside of her, repeatedly.

Still, sucking on her tit like it was your life source, you fucked her with conviction — not so much speed. The muscle in your bicep flexing with every thrust. Her mouth hung open, releasing involuntary moans that were brief and whiny. “Yes, yes...” Caitlyn chanted, opening her eyes to see you playing with her nipples. The sensation of your teeth nipping at the sensitivity of her bud, sent ripples through her pussy.

Soreness increasing, but the pain only making the pleasure feel even better. Popping her bud from your lips, you lean forward, nibbling on her skin. “Mommy... Fuckkk.” She rasped near your ear, jerking your hips towards your hand. “Faster,” You oblige, quickening your pace. Your fingers ramming into her cunt to just so you can hear the sounds that was just so appealing. Her eyes has fluttered closed, trying to fight for her orgasm, just as much as you were.

Bracing yourself on your arm, using your fingers to brush stray pieces of hair from her face. “I want to see those pretty eyes when you come for me.” As she whined loudly, they fluttered open. Blue eyes glazed with desire. “Good girl.” You hummed, scissoring your fingers inside of her.

“Ah!” She sobbed, rolling her hips quickly, chasing her release. “Gods!” Her hips began to sputter roughly — her silken walls clutching your fingers sporadically.

“I-I’m comi—!” Her breath is taken from her with the final thrust of your fingers, clipping the ever tightening coil that was winding in the pit of stomach. At its impact, she could barely keep her eyes open — them rolling as the disorienting feeling of pleasure washed over. Her low fingernails scraped at your back, as her high pitch moans bellowed from her lips. Caitlyn shook violently from the force of her orgasm.

“Holy f-fuck.” She trembled.

With little time to recover, you slid your fingers out. Pushing them into your to rid your fingers of her slick the only way you knew how. Her dilated eyes watched, her pussy still clenching in recovery. Her thighs were pushed together, trying to sooth her sensitivity as you sat back on your feet.

Placing your hands her knees, pushing her thighs apart. “I’m not quite done with you yet, my pretty girl.” You placed a comforting kiss on the inside of her knee. Lying on your stomach, setting her legs over your shoulder.

“What about your tongue?”

“What about my tongue?”

Caitlyn giggled, “Isn’t it sore? Because I know she’s sore.” She mentions her pussy, sharing worried, yet, an intrigued set of eyes. Truthfully, your tongue was a bit sore, but her pleasure meant more to you than a little pain.

“Do you want me to stop?” You forwardly ask, furrowing your eyebrows. If she was showing signs of apprehension, you weren’t going to continue. “Oh, Gods no. I’m just sensitive — I’m a little nervous, but I trust you.” She rambled. Which was a side you’ve yet to seem from the lioness of Piltover.

She rubs her foot up your back. “Go on. Before it goes away.”

You shake your head, chuckling, but wasting no time in licking a stripe of her pussy. She immediately shudders roughly. A shaken noise coming from her. You make out with her clit, flicking it with your tongue — making obnoxious slurping noises. Her moans had already reached a higher octave, forgetting the build up being that she was already there. “y/n!” She cried, grabbing your roots at full force.

The sweet flavor of her juices coating your tongue. You moan against her, causing her to jerk her hips. Ignoring the soreness in your tongue, you went to work. Lapping her up, and prodding at her cunt with your tongue. “Oh... sshhittt.” She dragged on her syllables, already feeling that familiar wave preparing pour over her.

As much as you enjoyed giving, and focus being completely on her. The clenching of your own pussy was becoming unbearable. Her lewd moans filled your ears and clouded your head — causing you to mindlessly hump your sheets. As if that was going to reward you with some kind of relief.

Her hips jerk rigidly, before completely stilling. The sounds from her mouth silencing, only to up in pitch a few seconds later. She cried out an incoherent babble of your name mixed with the nickname she called you earlier — mommy. If you had the option to be called that for the rest of your life by her... You would absolutely do more than consider it. “Y-You’re so — so fucking...” She muttered, trailing off in a bit of a daze.

“Come ‘ere.” She ordered, giving you grabby hands for her to pull you down. You crawl up her body, her lips quickly finding yours. With your fatigued lips and her exhausted frame, you lazily massaged each other’s lips. Intertwining your legs, you leaned your forearms beside her head, passionately making out.

Subconsciously, you began to ground your hips on her thigh. One of her hands finding its place of fat of the side of your ass, aiding your movements. You pulled away, releasing something mixed between a whine and a frustrated groan. Her dilated pupils were stuck to yours, bottom lip falling between her teeth. Caitlyn guided your hips, with her usual dominating glare.

Using spaces beside her head, you held yourself up, furrowing your eyebrows as she aided you towards your orgasm. Grinding your sopping wet heat on her thigh. “C-Caitl...” You lost your voice, a wanton moan taking the place of her name.

“Mhm. Fuck yourself... Just like that.” She muttered, drifting her hands up your body. Her fingers pinching at your nipples, and massaging the soft mounds. Her eyes were doe-y, peering into yours — nonverbally welcoming your release.

Gripping the pillows behind her head, you humped her leg like an animal in heat. Bucking your hips quickly against her bent leg. “... So close,” You squeak, fluttering your eyes shut. Caitlyn hummed, groping different parts of your body, all while keeping her eyes stuck to your features.

“You’re doing so good for me...” She paused, a fatigued smirk forming on her lips. “Mommy.”

And just like that, your long awaited orgasm ripped through you like a missile. Your muscles tighter, causing your hips to sputter against her thigh. The upper half of your body fell atop of hers, completely exhausted. Not only was your mouth incredibly sore, so was your arm — just a little bit, though.

Your head had nuzzled into her neck, laying sloppy kisses along the skin of her shoulder. She did the same, wrapping her arms around your back. “You’re so... Different, y/n.” Caitlyn sighed, locking her hands behind your back. She adjusted the two of you, so you could lay on your side.

You hooked one of your legs over her hip, leaning your head back with your arms wrapped around her neck. One of your hands reached towards her face to remove the straggly pieces of her hair, as you deepened your eyebrows. “How so?” You ask with a chuckle attached.

She shrugged, her eyes scanning your features. “I don’t know — it’s just different with you.”

“I’m sure you’ve said that before.”

Caitlyn shook her head, genuinely. Her slender eyebrows deepening at the claim. “No, y/n... I haven’t.” Her royal irises gleam intently at you, her fingers drawing patterns on your back. “I mean, I don’t call just anyone mommy.” She quirks a smile, bashfully looking down.

A giggle falls from your lips, your hands moving to cup her jaw. Your thumb rubbing rainbows across her cheeks. If life were to be a cartoon, there’d be nothing but heart eyes replacing your colored ones. “Seriously, I really like you, y/n. I’m all yours... That’s if you’ll have me.”

Your silence was damn near deafening. You could see the doubt filling into her sharp features. And the thing is, you’ve never seen a doubtful Caitlyn Kiramman — she was being genuine.

“The absurdity it would be if I said no. A little over two hours ago, I confessed to you — of course, I’ll have you, Caitlyn.” You grinned, sealing it with a simple and sweet kiss. Meeting her lips, she giggled pulling your body closer towards hers — even though you were as close as physically possible.

You pulled away, the grin impossible to wash away. “Wow, I have Caitlyn Kiramman all to myself.” You hummed, playing loosely in her deep blue strands. She batted her eyes, drawing unintelligible shapes on your spine.

“And you’re all mine.” The blue haired leans forward, kissing the tip of your nose. Then, the top of your lips. Then, the corner of your lips. Then, you feel one of her hands, trailing down your hooked leg — hiking it further up her hip. She was definitely about to go there.

“Oh, boy.”

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