#pixievi vi

she loves the new piercings, but she's never felt so sensitive around her tits before. one slight brush against the fabric of her clothes is enough to feel something. to feel good. you haven't been able to touch them just yet, but now they were fully healed, and you've been dying to play with them. ever since vi started teasing you about how sensitive they had gotten.

she gasped a little when you first brushed your fingers against the delicate skin of her nipples, pinching them gently between your fingers. you lowered your mouth and vi's stomach flipped pleasantly in anticipation. you rolled your tongue over her teased bud and her head rolled back with a satisfied groan. you weren't expecting such a strong reaction. you definitely weren't expecting the wet mess in her pants either, when she shoved your hand into them.

ever since then you had made sure to give extra attention to her chest. you loved every single needy and desperate moan that you ushered from her every time you took them in your mouth. when you had her oh so close to the edge, you had fun wrapping your lips around her nipples, swirling your tongue and it was then that she'd finally shudder and squeeze around your fingers.

your roommate vi…who you have a desperate crush on. the one you think about late at night when you're so needy. all because of her. and she doesn't even know it, she seems so oblivious to how attractive she is. how just a mere smile or playful smirk she'd send your way is enough to make butterflies bubble in your tummy. or at least, that's what you thought. 

with it being so late, you were sure vi must have been fast asleep. but you still took some care to be quiet, just in case. a few moans and whimpers had escaped you, as filthy thoughts and images played in your mind that harmonised with your thrusts. when vi had finished working out earlier, she messed around with you. trying to get you into a hug knowing damn well how sweaty she was and you lightheartedly fought against her, running away. but your freedom didn't last long, she caught you quickly. turning the chase into a playful grapple, mixed with giggles from the both of you. having her be a bit rough with you, while she was pinning you down, was doing too much to you. you wished instead of just giving you that tight hug, she turned you over and…

you moaned again, louder than the last time and you paused a moment, listening for any sign that you had woken vi. stillness met your ears and you slowly began to work the dildo in and out of you again. imagining that it was vi who was fucking it into your dripping pussy, instead of your tired hand. you thought of all the things she might breathe in your ear as she leaned over you, while she fucked you into the mattress.

"taking my cock so well bunny"

"fuck, you sound so pretty"

"gonna cum all over me? huh? gonna make a mess? c'mon, give it to me"

she deepened her thrusts and the squelching between your warm thighs got louder as you chased your high. thinking of your roommate on the other side of the wall. you whimpered as vi's cock your dildo dragged against your aching walls. you could almost see her muscled form above you, gripping the skin of your hips. so hard that you would bruise. you could almost feel and hear the slap of her thighs against the back of your own as she pounded into you.

and when you came, you couldn't stop the whine of vi's name escaping your lips, nor the gasps of bliss that followed. which were equally as loud. but, you didn't have to be loud for vi to hear anything. the walls were paper thin and vi heard everything. 

definitely gonna come back to this one ;)

you shushed her, clamping your free hand over her mouth as your other hand was in her pants. playing with her under all her layers. her slick covered your fingers as you ran them through her folds, agonisingly slow. vi jerked her hips towards you in a silent plea. the music from the bar bled into the little cleaning cupboard that you had shoved vi into, and you hoped it would be enough to mask any pretty sounds she makes.

you finally grazed the tips of your index and middle finger against her swollen clit and she groaned, leaning her head back on the wall behind her. you could've sworn you felt the whisper of a 'please' against your palm. she ground her hips into your hand impatiently and you just brought your lips to her neck, and sucked marks into the sensitive skin. vi was hot all over, and she wished you would just take her clothes off and stop fucking teasing. but she knew you both didn't have time for that.

chatter and the scraping of chairs just outside the door made vi freeze and look at you with wide eyes, but you just smiled wickedly, and slipped a finger into her wetness. she gasped but welcomed you with a clench around your finger. you went back to marking her neck sloppily as you thrusted in and out of her, stretching her out slowly. vi shivered at the feeling, but she was still very aware of the people that just sat outside. her tummy fluttered at the risk, and she clenched around you again. you giggled against her neck and moved your lips to the shell of her ear.

"you're filthy",you whispered, emphasising it with a deep thrust. a moan escaped vi's lips, drowning out the already low volume of the music outside. "you want another, pretty girl?"

vi nodded against your hand eagerly and grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer. "p-please"

she kept a tight grip on your wrist as you slipped a second finger into her heat. you settled your fingers as deep as you could in her and she tried spreading her legs for you, but it was a little difficult with her pants halfway down her muscled thighs. vi would've taken them fully off, but she kinda enjoyed the idea of you getting her off while you both still had (most) of your clothes on. you picked up the pace, and curled your fingers. expertly finding your favourite spot.

vi gripped your shoulder for stability as her thighs started to shake. she really tried to hold back her moans, she really did, but your fingers brushing against her spot every time you slammed your fingers in and out of her really didn't help. you were determined to have the whole bar hear her. you removed your hand from her mouth and caught her soft lips in an eager kiss. vi moaned sweetly into your mouth as your free hand trailed under her shirt, rolling over the toned muscles of her stomach on your way to her tits.

you snaked your hand under her bra and rolled her taut nipple between your fingers. she groaned into your lips as you played with her. she grew wetter around you and you slipped in and out of her with even more vigour. you pulled away and watched her features scrunch in pleasure and concentration, both on your touch and keeping her moans in. her eyes shot open in surprise when you didn't place your hand back over her mouth.

"try not to let the people just outside hear how much of a slut you are, yeah?”, you whispered against her ear. a shiver ran down vi's spine and warmth fluttered in her stomach. she clenched around you again with a choked whimper.

she was so close. she was trying so hard to hold in her pretty sounds as you stretched her out with your fingers. but each escaping whimper and moan got louder with each thrust. a third finger joined the other two and vi swore in surprise.

“you're being such a good girl for me”,you cooed, against her ear again.

that did it. her thighs squeezed around your hand as the muscled brawler came around your finger. a pleasured groan ripped out of her throat, filling the room. you heard the chatter outside the door falter while vi panted. clearly not caring anymore how loud she was.

this is actually part of a 3-part request i got AGES ago, but i'm going to upload them individually instead because they'll be uploaded quicker that way!!

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she would be a little unsure, slightly defensive even at first. unsure of your intentions. especially when she doesn't know you very well yet. she'd scowl your way, quickly making you shift your gaze, embarrassed. she caught your blush, the way your eyes widened at being caught, how you fidgeted slightly afterwards. she chalked up your reaction to just that at first, being caught. but the more you kept doing it, the more she kept noticing you doing it, the more she became suspicious. 

so, she decided to find out once and for all. even though she was sure she was right. and why did it make her feel a little warm and fuzzy at the thought? oh well, she had you now. at your most flustered and shy. pinned between her and the wall behind you, caged in by her arms. you didn't know where to look. her arms were on full display, just mere inches away from your cheeks. you couldn't tell if the heat on your cheeks was from your flustered state or it was her. 

"what's the matter? just wanted to give you a closer look of these", she smiled, gesturing to her lip and eyebrow scars. the ones you've been nonstop staring at since vi arrived a few weeks ago.

well, she got her answer. and now, you can stare to your hearts content. but now she was the flustered one. now knowing why you did stare, practically having hearts for eyes whenever you did, she would fumble. heat would rise to her cheeks and she'd stumble over her words. seeing the way you would look at her and her scars. she never had that before.

and when you traced them, oh so gently with your fingertips, leaving a sweet kiss in their wake for the first time….vi wasn't prepared for how quick her eyes welled up. you were so soft with her, and so sweet. she didn't know what to do, except trap you in the most passionate, heated kiss she had ever given you. 

ofc you can! gonna throw in Vi being touch starved for some extra cuteness, she deserves the softest things

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more. more. more

is what Vi’s skin begs for each time you touch her, not getting enough of you. never wanting you to stop. it had been so long, too long since she last saw you. since she last felt your embrace. the warm feeling of you holding her, kissing her dimmed as the dark years in stillwater passed. leaving a cold hole within her chest.

but now, she was drinking up each touch you gave her. soaking it in, letting it warm her once again. she grew drunk on the new feelings you were passionately giving her. you were using your tongue to lap up her sopping folds as vi rolled her hips into you desperately, but slowly. to savour your hot mouth against her pulsing core. her head was thrown back against the soft pillows and she squeezed your hands that had a firm grip over her tits, massaging them. your chin and lips shone with her slick, and each time she rolled her hips in time with your tongue, your nose pushed against her throbbing clit. which you would you lovingly give attention to. wrapping your warm lips around it, sucking and kitten licking it. the sensual pace making vi arch her back off the bed, groaning sweetly. you would praise her, speaking against her dripping pussy, deepening her blush that warmed her cheeks.

“that’s my good girl”

“taking my mouth so well”

“you taste so good muffin”

“so fucking pretty”

she was trying so hard not to keep you there with her lovebitten and marked up thighs, not wanting to hurt you. so she twisted her fingers in your hair, pulling it slightly, and continued to grind into you as you watched her squirm on your tongue. her clouded gaze found yours and butterflies fluttered in her stomach at the sight of you. your eyes were hooded and there was a hungry glint in your eyes. hunger for her. and when she gushed and creamed on your tongue, cumming with a deep groan and then whining your name as her adoration for you gripped her, you greedily took your fill. moaning against her.

more.

vi wasn’t done, she needed more of you. she wanted to be even closer. so she pushed you against the wall, wrapped your legs around her waist, gripped your ass and then rolled her sensitive clit against yours. you gasped at the delicious feeling of her pink, damp curls rubbing against your aching cunt. vi placed heated, open mouthed kisses along your neck. murmuring praises against the thin skin. you wrapped your arms around her sweaty shoulders as she thrusted against you. she rolled your hips against her, moaning each time your pulsing clits pressed and kissed.

“missed you so fucking much”

“love you”

she’d moan between ardent kisses.

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.

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