#pixievi drabble

Squelching sounds bounced off of the dark, damp walls of the solitary section. Vi’s calloused fingers roughly fucked your dripping pussy from behind. Right through the cold bars of her cell. She had you pressed right up to them, with a tight hold around your neck. You squirmed and tried to match her devastating thrusts, chasing your high that was bubbling in your tummy. Her biceps flexed with sweat as she pounded you deliciously and you couldn’t hold back your pathetic whimpers. Which echoed right back to you.

“Aww, who would’ve thought such a pretty princess would be so fucking filthy”, Vi cooed lowly, right in your ear. As close as she could get to you. “Letting a dirty trencher fuck your pussy from a prison cell”

Her mocking made you more desperate and you felt yourself getting even more wetter around her fingers. Vi’s large, bandaged hand gripped your neck even tighter, choking you slightly. “Fuck, look at you, you’re dripping all over my bars”

She slipped in a third finger, stretching your warm walls even more. It was heavenly. Your face was contorted in a silent scream of pleasure, which forced its way out as Vi curled her fingers. Pounding your g spot as she thrusted greedily with a smirk, watching you quiver. And feeling your pussy suck her in hungrily. You were close. So close. Your thighs trembled from the pleasure, threatening to give up.

“V-Vi”, you moaned.

“What is it, Princess?”

“I’m gonna cum”, you panted, tightening your hold on the bars behind you.

“That’s filthy, needing to cum from my fingers? Dirty girl”, she growled, enjoying the way you jerked your hips at her degrading words and smooth voice. The warmth building in you snapped and you gasped, freezing in bliss as pleasure crashed over you. Vi kept thrusting through your orgasm, wanting to watch you squirm on her fingers while you were so sensitive. You trembled around her, whining. She shushed you gently as she slowed down her thrusts. Eventually slipping her fingers out of you. Which were now all sticky with your slick, and stained her bandage.

You leaned against the bars heavily catching your breath. Loud sucking sounds from behind you met your ears, and you lazily turned your head. Getting caught in Vi’s smug stare as she sucked her fingers clean of you.

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ༺♡༻ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

tags

characters | vi and caitlyn kiramman

fandom(s) | arcane

warnings | nsfw, afab!reader, strap ons, rough sex, praise, degradation, possessiveness, mommy kink, slight exhibitionism, marking, bondage

! minors and men dni !

Vi. She’d grab your hand and make you feel it, placing her warm palm over yours. Her thrusts would deepen, making sure you felt every bit of her. Pressing down on your hand as she bit her lower lip. Gods, she loved you like this. Feeling every bit of her, taking her so eagerly, her name spilling from your lips helplessly as she continued to fuck you into the mattress. She could feel it now in her own hand and it spurred her on. At this point, she’d fucked every coherent thought out of your mind. Leaving only fuzz and HER. Her voice, her cock, her skin and her touch. Knowing that she was the only one fucking you so deep and so good, it made her smug. You were all hers, and everyone was going to know about it. Whether from moaning her name, the possessive marks all over your skin or just simply how you walked the next day. They’d know.

“Feel that, baby? That’s all me. I know I know it feels so good. Shit that’s it, teach them my name. You're all mine, right? Please, please say-fuck! That's right bunny"

Caitlyn. She has your wrists bound with her handcuffs and your ankles tied to each bed post, leaving you completely at her mercy. Helpless and needy. Just the way she loved. She’d be mesmerised at the sight of her cock filling you so deeply, keeping her thrusts slow to watch. She couldn’t stop a proud smirk forming as your pathetic moans filled her ears. She beckoned you to watch too, with a warning of not getting to cum if you looked away. She knew how desperate you were by now, after toying with you ever since she got home. Never pushing you over the edge. So now with your top half propped up with cushions and an even deeper blush at the embarrassing scene (which Caitlyn relished in), you did what you were told. She cooed at you, quickening her thrusts. Then degraded you, then praised you. The constant switch up kept you reeling and your mind a puddle for her. Caitlyn couldn’t help it, you just looked so pretty. Would be a crime not to ravish you.

“You’re such a good girl for Mommy, aren’t you? Taking my cock like the little whore you are, hmmm? Don't look away. Don't you want to see how good I'm fucking you? There's my good doll"

authors note : there were supposed to be many more characters for this, but I'm going through some *serious* writers block rn and I needed to get something out regardless. Hope it's still good nonetheless!

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