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She wanted to be a good girlfriend, treating you to dine at a fancy restaurant as a reward for being so good for her lately. you’re usually on your best behavior for her, it’s the most you can do for your girlfriend who spoils you rotten - though, when one of the waitresses start showing slight interest in you - it causes Caitlyn to raise an eyebrow.

Caitlyn’s hand slides up your thigh at the booth the waitress seated you two in , she lightly taps your inner thigh to get your attention.

She whispers into your ear;

“Did you see how she was looking at you?”

You laugh and roll your eyes. You knew Caitlyn was the jealous type, but you felt like she was over-exaggerating this situation in particular. “Caitlyn, she works here. Do you want her to be rude to m-“ Caitlyn was quick to cut you off.

“I never said that, I just think it’s unnecessary to start a conversation with you when I’m right here. I’m more than capable to answer her myself.”

You just slightly shake your head at her words, which caused her to groan in annoyance. She didn’t like when you didn’t listen to her, especially when she knew she was right (and she always was).

“We’ll see who’s right later on.” Caitlyn whispered into your ear - lightly squeezing your thigh before pulling away. Even though you thought her jealousy was unjustified, you can’t help but feel a slight attraction towards it. The way she wasn’t afraid to tell you what’s on her mind and was so certain to stake her claim onto you made you flustered.

The waitress from earlier returns with refreshments. Before you could say thank you, Caitlyn made sure to cut you off before you could even muster a word. She thanked the waitress in a monotone voice, trying to get her to leave as quick as possible to have you to herself.

Caitlyn spots the waitress slightly ogling you before she left their table, and it just made her eye twitch. She wanted to leave the restaurant right now - to mark you up just to bring you back here - to flaunt her marks she freshly made on you to everyone who works here, but she already drove all the way here. Mind as well get food before you and her even plan on leaving officially.

Caitlyn eyes your short frame as you drink your beverage. She loved how much smaller you were than her, how easy it was to mark you up whenever she wanted. She wished she could get her mind out of the gutter, but when she thinks of any woman ogling you, she can’t help but admire what she makes sure they’ll forever miss out on.

The waitress came back shortly to take their main course order. You clear you throat before speaking;

“ Can I have the-“

“Honey, just whisper your order to me. I’ll say it for you.”

You were going to complain, you really were- but her forceful smile kind of intimidated you (and turnt you on), so you obeyed her command, and she spoke to the waitress afterwards.

“We’ll have the cooked black cod with lobster ravioli please. Apologies for the possible confusion earlier.”

the waitress nods as she writes the order down and smiles

“oh don’t worry if I had cute girl like her around, I’d be a bit protective too” the waitress giggles as she looked at you. It seemed more like playful banter to you if anything -

But oh, did Caitlyn like that. Caitlyn’s blood was practically boiling at the sight of this girl trying to steal you away from her. She wasn’t going to have it. She was about to bad mouth the waitress, though you (thankfully) cut her off.

“Thank you, that’ll be all” you gave the waitress a soft smile before she left the table, but that just made Caitlyn more infuriated. She couldn’t stand this anymore, or just witness this happen without doing anything to her, or you.

“I’m going to have a talk with her” Caitlyn didn’t even eye you as she gets ready to walk over, you grabbed her arm with both of your hands. You didn’t underestimate her strength - she could push you off of her with ease, but you had to try something.

“Caitlyn don’t do anything stupid”

“Everything I do is far from that.”

“Please.”

Caitlyn turnt her head to look at you - pleading for her to not do anything irrational. The mixture of jealousy and arousal running through her body was almost unbearable- she shrugged and leaned down to whisper in your ear.

“Either I go and take care of that waitress that clearly has a thing for you, or drag you out of this restaurant and have my way with you? Which one will it be?”

Your eyes widen at Caitlyn’s words. You knew how strong Caitlyn was - and how dedicated she is when she’s set on something which can end up ugly. You nod your head yes.

“Okay”

She tries to hold in the grin that’s threatening to slip out onto her face;

“Okay, what? You have to be more specific”

You look up at her. Your doe eyes captivating her as you finally say the words she’s been wanting to hear ;

“I’ll let you have your way with me”

She doesn’t waste any time after that, grabbing you by the arm - making sure to dig her nails into you to leave a mark for later. Caitlyn drags you out of the restaurant and takes you into her car. Once you two get in - she doesn’t bother to talk to you at all - just ready to take you home and play with your body for hours. The car ride is filled with silence and unspoken tension.

Once you two arrive to your shared home - Caitlyn turns to sustain eye contact with you, telling you it’s time to get out of this car before she doesn’t even bother walking into that house.

You both get out of the car and Caitlyn walks over to grab your wrist - leaving her signature painful grip as always. She drags you through the house and straight into her spacious bedroom. Caitlyn doesn’t even bother to close her door and starts to play with the edge of your skirt with one hand, and unbuckling her belt with the other.

“You liked the attention she was giving you, huh? You like seeing me get like this”

“Caitlyn no- I-“

“Save it.”

She successfully takes her belt off and bends you over her legs - sitting on the bed as she pulls your tiny skirt up.

“Gonna bruise your body up so no one will be able to look at you without seeing my mark.”

She teasingly rubs the belt against your butt. You can’t help but shiver at the cold metal against you. She tauntingly laughs at you.

Eeryone had warned you about Violet, they said she was dangerous and not someone to mess around. So full of violence in her blood, fierce and angry all the time. That’s what they said. You didn’t believe it not for a single moment, maybe a part of you gave the chance of the doubt just in case but now it didn’t look like you were confused about anything other than moan her name like a prayer.

“you’re so pretty like this, do ya know that?” her voice was rough, fingers dipping on your hips as she made you grind her thigh.

On the back of her car after one of her fights, you just had come to watch, to kill a bit of your curiosity but what you didn’t count on was being hit on by her. Violet knew you from the corridors, how shy you seemed every time she passed by you, how you stole glances here and there trying to not call much attention but putting all the focus on yourself and your not-so-subtle interest on her. She knew it all, her brain was sharp but her ego was higher.

“hmm, that’s it baby, grind it…” she whispered against your neck skin, her tongue licked it towards the earlobe as she breathed out against it.

“mhmph— stop teasing me!”

“you’re just so sweet, I can’t help it.”

And she really couldn’t, her eyes scanned your expression as you gridded against her thigh, the muscles tensing up so it could make it harder for you. Her hands wrapped around your waist, the right one coming to your neck and jaw as she caressed the skin. Violet could spend all day and night looking at your squinted eyes, the way your lips parted a little bit and how your head fell down, hair covering a bit of your face. Gods, you were such a treat for her. Her fingers wrapped around your throat and she yanked your head back, looking into your eyes as her hand rested against your hips grabbing it tighter.

“that’s it… you like it, huh? being fucked by an illegal fighter who could just rip you to pieces” her giggle was a menace.

Your eyes rolled up to your skull feeling her hands, her fingers pushing against your pulse almost not letting the breath flow. Vi propped her body up, laying you down the leather backseat and placing her knee in between your thighs, her face closer to yours as she tapped your cheek, hand coming up from your hips to your face.

“open it.”

“wha–“

“open. it.”

Her voice was steady, demanding it as she squeezed your throat even more. Lips parting as you looked up into her eyes, she smirked and gathered saliva inside her mouth, spitting against your tongue and slipping her thumb inside, feeling the hot muscle of your tongue and forcing a bit down your throat before pulling out. God, she was so dirty.

“good,” kiss “fucking,” kiss “girl.”

“vi…”

“hmm, what is it baby?” her lips trailed down your cheeks, kissing the skin until she gave a small smooch on your lips

“I need you, please.”

“yeah? you’re too needy, hm? so sweet.”

She founded it funny how whiny you got with her, even before touching you while kissing or when she was staring into your eyes. It was only a matter of minutes until you turned into putty in her hands. Her hand let go of your neck, a soft gasp muttered out of your lips, she leaned closer and started to trail your neck with soft kisses, her tongue making sure to do its job against your sensitive spots, sucking it in and leaving some bite marks. Her hands reached down to your skirt, trailing up under your thighs and caressing the inner part of it, she could feel you shiver. Violet stared into your eyes, her lips were working restless against your collarbones, and the conjuncture of your neck.

You felt yourself trembling against her touch, the way her fingers felt caressing your legs was a torture. Tracing down against your groin, her caress was like a shadow over the lacy panties you wore, a smirk appeared on her lips. Her blue eyes locked down, she chuckled briefly and bit her inner cheek.

“that’s all for me? so thoughtful of you.” she enjoyed the view, tongue passing against her lips.

Violet didn’t waste much time, you could see a bit of her new bandage on the lower waist due to one of her recent fights as she shifted a bit her knees on the seat, it looked quite ugly but you didn’t pry. She pulled your panties to the side, hissing a bit and enjoying the view, feeling her calloused fingers you whined and glanced down. She looked up, taking in your reaction as she caressed slowly.

“sensitive? it’s pretty wet, i’ll have to be careful to not drown.”

“a-ahn, don’t tease, Vi…”

“i’m not teasing baby, I’m just checking my girl, can’t I?

Of course she could, she could do anything to you and you wouldn’t mutter a word to complain. Her thumb caressed your clit softly, she held out your thigh with her other hand, spreading further to the side. She was mesmerized by the way your folds glistened, how your arousal was increasing by each one of her touches. Violet could spend all day there.

Her body leaned closer to yours, hand once on your thigh coming to caress your face, neck and then collarbone. The girl’s mouth descended, she hovered over your neck and breathed in your scent before she gave it a bite, her finger pushed inside at the same time making your squirm and tightening around her fingers. She hummed, her tongue licking the marked up part as she was gentle enough to give it a kiss!

“shh, it’s fine baby, it’s okay.” her eyes looked at the mark, she made sure to kiss all around before tracing her tongue lower.

You couldn’t mutter a proper word, her finger was going slow inside your cunt, making sure to curl it so she could reach a good spot. Vi didn’t waste any time, another one in as she tried to distract you from the sting, feeling fingers against her arm she looked up, showering your neck and up to your jawline with kisses. Her eyes locked in yours, she smiled and you could see the lip scar stretched for brief seconds.

“oh my— V-Vi…”

“hmm, i’m here.”

“just, fuck, right there.” she curled a bit more, hitting a good spot now that she was deeper, making your back arch.

Your eyes squinted shut, feeling her thick digits inside and how well they worked. Breathe quicker, chest up and down — still partially covered by your blouse, not bothering much since the needs were too much. Her thumb caressed your clit, she made sure to speed up the peace, hitting it deeper as her hand got back down again so she could hold your hip firmly. Violet leaned closer, looking down at you as she nipped on your lower lip, brushing her tongue against it before pulling you to a sloppy nasty kiss. The saliva was mixing together, she held you tighter with a bruising grip.

“I’m gonna— i’m gonna cum, fuckfuckfuck!”

Her eyes grew wilder it seemed, pupils dilated even more, she groaned against your mouth and her hand left your hip coming back to chock you. She saw the way your eyes rolled, how you moaned in a breathy way, thighs trying to squeeze together and hips buckling involuntarily.

Fuck, it was a sight for sore eyes.

“hmm… you good, girl, you good.”

It took a moment for her to take out her fingers, she waited for you to ride it out using her palm to grind. Her lips curved into a small smirk, once they were gone of your insides, she licked them and hummed in satisfaction. Her hands reached to undo her jacket, throwing on the front seat, your eyes looked up and it seemed like was a fever dream. Violet caressed your thighs and reached it up to open the rest of your blouse, you looked up at her a bit confused.

“what you’re doing?”