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When someone asks me, "Why do you like eating a girl out?"

The sounds. The way she whimpers. The way she brings it up back to my mouth when I pause. The broken moans. Hearing her breathing get faster and feeling her legs shake and twitch. The way she bites her lower lip when she looks down at me thinking "Oh God, just fuck me". The way her back arches. The way she grinds her sensitive clit on my tongue. The death grip on my head right while she trembles uncontrollably right before she cums hard and her legs give out. The way she pulls me back up and tastes herself on my lips. THAT'S WHY.

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Here’s a short story about if Vi and Jinx had a confrontation after the council building boom. It came to me while listening to Our Faces Fall Apart by Demon Hunter. Lyrics of the song sprinkled in.

Warnings: umm.. ouchie?

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Chest heaving and hands shaking, Vi looked at the long blue haired woman that she called her sister. It’s been months since their last interaction and this one was going even worse than the other one somehow. Vi’s head was spinning with memories, apologies and guilt. Just so full of guilt. At herself, her sister, her life, everything. She shook her head clear as the blue haired.one flings her arms open wide and snarled at her. “I am the deceased, the least, the solitude, Failing every face I try to be.” Vi stepped forward and tried to grab one of her hands, face soft and full of sorrow. “Powder…” she started but the smaller sister slapped her hand away and screeched at her, “It’s Jinx now!!” “Jinx.. Jinx… listen to me,” Vi tried again slowly. “I built this anguish with my own hands. I'm sorry about what happened that day Vander died… That wasn't your fault and I was so wrong for blaming you for that.” The one named Jinx scoffed at Vi while rolling her eyes. “I'm not your progress, nor the pay of your pains. You don't get to claim what I've become. You had nothing to do with who I am now, “ she spat at Vi, planting her hands square on Vi’s chest, shoving her back a few feet.

Vi stumbled back, her eyes stinging with tears that refused to fall. She shook her head and stepped forward, needing to close the distance between her and Jinx. “I felt the burn inside my heart. That moment has haunted me all these years.” Vi’s brow creased as she watched her sister jerk her head to the left as if to listen to something only she can hear, but kept speaking. “I sat in prison hating myself for what I did and said to you Pow-Pow..”

Jinx raised a shaking finger at Vi, face screwed into a look of confused pain. “I'm stabbing the questions for answers I still can't face. I was always asking myself why you hated me so much.” What was left of Vi’s collected demeanor crumbled at Jinx’s words. “Jinx… I don't hate you, I never could. We are just a fraction of the poison living in this place. Down deep, you are still Powder.” came Vi’s reply meekly, unsure of her own words. The longer she watched her sister the more she was sure she had lost her completely. Jinx paced back and forth in front of Vi. She came to a stop in front of Vi and gave a half ass smile that dripped in venom while her eyes weeped purple shimmer. “I'm losing the battle and finding no life to retrace. Powder is gone Vi. She died that day in the blast. You should know, you delivered that final blow. Literally.” She punctuated the end of her sentence with a hard punch to Vi’s jaw.

Vi tripped back a couple of steps, holding her jaw shocked that just happened. She gulped and tried to regain her composure. If that's how Jinx wanted this to go, then so be it. Jinx could vent her anger and maybe, just maybe, Vi could get her sister back. “Jinx…” “NO! You listen to me dear big sister!” Vi flinched back as Jinx started yelling, the blue haired stranger stomping directly up to the shaking pink hair brawler and punching her again. “I was 10! I just wanted to help!” She whipped around and roundhouse kicked Vi. Vi’s body was launched into the air, spinning once before landing hard on the concrete bridge. “It wasn't my fault Vander died! But yet.. You turn your eyes to me in hope of my decline. Pointing your blame as I faltered on that line!” Jinx threw her arms above her head, settling them to gripping and shielding her head from everything. She rocked back and forth for a moment in that position before turning back to Vi, who had moved to kneeling on the ground before her sister.

Vi’s gray blue eyes shone with angusted tears as her sister pointed at her again. “You blame me for everyone’s death. If you want justice you'll point it at yourself, yet all you do is sulk with it.” Jinx harshly grabbed a fist full of Vi’s shocking pink hair and pulled her up face to face with her. Vi winced and grabbed at the hand tangled in her hair, feet clambering to find purchase beneath her as Jinx lifted her up. “You failed everyone, Vi.” Jinx looked at her with what looked like pity in her eyes. She shook her head and let go of Vi. Vi tried to not take offense to the comment despite it stinging deeply in her soul. She couldn’t afford for Jinx to be right. She needed it to not be true. “You’re more than what everyone says you are Pow-Pow..” Vi stated as she steaded herself and took in a shuddering breath, putting her hand on Jinx’s arm. Jinx took immediate offense to that small motion and shoved her off before landing a combination of hard punches to her big sister’s face and torso. Vi let out little cries of pain, but took everything her sister was throwing at her.

Jinx lost herself in beating her sister. Their whole childhood, Jinx stayed in Vi’s shadow, but now… Now she had the upper hand. Vi wouldn’t win this time. The shimmer running through her veins pumping her full of more than just power. The thoughts and voices coursing through her telling her she’d still never be better than Vi. Telling her that removing Vi was the only way to get ahead of her. Jinx let out an anguished cry at that particular thought. She didn't really want to kill Vi, right?

Vi was kneeling on the ground, one arm wrapped around her aching middle, watching her sister struggle with herself. Blood dripped from her busted lip, mixing on her chin with tears that didn't stop coming. She wanted nothing more than to rush to her and wrap her in an ever consuming embrace of comfort, but knew that that was a long past opportunity. As if to read the conundrum on Jinx’s mind, she softly called to her, “You don't want to do this Powder..” She watched as Jinx hastily turned back around to face her, her long blue braids whipping through the air. Jinx growled loudly at her words, taking them as almost a challenge, and pulled her gun from her waist band, snarling at her. The intensity of Jinx’s glare shriveling Vi’s soul into nothing. “Kill the blind assumption that you know how I react inside. I am not so hollow, you can't see what grows inside my mind.” She cocked the gun and straightened her spine, standing perpendicular to the shivering brawler, arm outstretched, gun locked and loaded in Vi’s face.

Vi closed her eyes for a moment, then looked directly into her sister's pink eyes. “I love you Pow-Pow. I always have and always will. Do what you need to. I don't want to live in a world where you're not by my side Powder.” Her eyes shone with love, fear and oddly enough, acceptance. Jinx blinked in surprise at Vi’s sincere words, but kept her gun up. She stared at Vi for a moment, both of them looking at each other with guilt and hurt. Jinx’s composure faltered for a second before she replaced the worried pout on her face with a snarky smirk. “Boom,” she whispered loud enough for Vi to hear. Vi closed her eyes, flinching at the single word. After a moment when she realized no searing pain came, she opened her eyes back up to find she was alone with just her pain and the smell of the Undercity. Vi looked up and screwed her eyes shut, all the emotional and physical pain coming out of her all at once in a strangled, guttural scream. Jinx was right, she failed to protect her sister. Over and over again, she failed Jinx. As she ran out of breath from the scream, she fell over onto the grimey concrete, curling into a tiny ball. She lay there, shivering and spent, whimpering at the loss of her little sister.

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Here’s a short story about if Vi and Jinx had a confrontation after the council building boom. It came to me while listening to Our Faces Fall Apart by Demon Hunter. Lyrics of the song sprinkled in.

Warnings: umm.. ouchie?

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Chest heaving and hands shaking, Vi looked at the long blue haired woman that she called her sister. It’s been months since their last interaction and this one was going even worse than the other one somehow. Vi’s head was spinning with memories, apologies and guilt. Just so full of guilt. At herself, her sister, her life, everything. She shook her head clear as the blue haired.one flings her arms open wide and snarled at her. “I am the deceased, the least, the solitude, Failing every face I try to be.” Vi stepped forward and tried to grab one of her hands, face soft and full of sorrow. “Powder…” she started but the smaller sister slapped her hand away and screeched at her, “It’s Jinx now!!” “Jinx.. Jinx… listen to me,” Vi tried again slowly. “I built this anguish with my own hands. I'm sorry about what happened that day Vander died… That wasn't your fault and I was so wrong for blaming you for that.” The one named Jinx scoffed at Vi while rolling her eyes. “I'm not your progress, nor the pay of your pains. You don't get to claim what I've become. You had nothing to do with who I am now, “ she spat at Vi, planting her hands square on Vi’s chest, shoving her back a few feet.

Vi stumbled back, her eyes stinging with tears that refused to fall. She shook her head and stepped forward, needing to close the distance between her and Jinx. “I felt the burn inside my heart. That moment has haunted me all these years.” Vi’s brow creased as she watched her sister jerk her head to the left as if to listen to something only she can hear, but kept speaking. “I sat in prison hating myself for what I did and said to you Pow-Pow..”

Jinx raised a shaking finger at Vi, face screwed into a look of confused pain. “I'm stabbing the questions for answers I still can't face. I was always asking myself why you hated me so much.” What was left of Vi’s collected demeanor crumbled at Jinx’s words. “Jinx… I don't hate you, I never could. We are just a fraction of the poison living in this place. Down deep, you are still Powder.” came Vi’s reply meekly, unsure of her own words. The longer she watched her sister the more she was sure she had lost her completely. Jinx paced back and forth in front of Vi. She came to a stop in front of Vi and gave a half ass smile that dripped in venom while her eyes weeped purple shimmer. “I'm losing the battle and finding no life to retrace. Powder is gone Vi. She died that day in the blast. You should know, you delivered that final blow. Literally.” She punctuated the end of her sentence with a hard punch to Vi’s jaw.

Vi tripped back a couple of steps, holding her jaw shocked that just happened. She gulped and tried to regain her composure. If that's how Jinx wanted this to go, then so be it. Jinx could vent her anger and maybe, just maybe, Vi could get her sister back. “Jinx…” “NO! You listen to me dear big sister!” Vi flinched back as Jinx started yelling, the blue haired stranger stomping directly up to the shaking pink hair brawler and punching her again. “I was 10! I just wanted to help!” She whipped around and roundhouse kicked Vi. Vi’s body was launched into the air, spinning once before landing hard on the concrete bridge. “It wasn't my fault Vander died! But yet.. You turn your eyes to me in hope of my decline. Pointing your blame as I faltered on that line!” Jinx threw her arms above her head, settling them to gripping and shielding her head from everything. She rocked back and forth for a moment in that position before turning back to Vi, who had moved to kneeling on the ground before her sister.

Vi’s gray blue eyes shone with angusted tears as her sister pointed at her again. “You blame me for everyone’s death. If you want justice you'll point it at yourself, yet all you do is sulk with it.” Jinx harshly grabbed a fist full of Vi’s shocking pink hair and pulled her up face to face with her. Vi winced and grabbed at the hand tangled in her hair, feet clambering to find purchase beneath her as Jinx lifted her up. “You failed everyone, Vi.” Jinx looked at her with what looked like pity in her eyes. She shook her head and let go of Vi. Vi tried to not take offense to the comment despite it stinging deeply in her soul. She couldn’t afford for Jinx to be right. She needed it to not be true. “You’re more than what everyone says you are Pow-Pow..” Vi stated as she steaded herself and took in a shuddering breath, putting her hand on Jinx’s arm. Jinx took immediate offense to that small motion and shoved her off before landing a combination of hard punches to her big sister’s face and torso. Vi let out little cries of pain, but took everything her sister was throwing at her.

Jinx lost herself in beating her sister. Their whole childhood, Jinx stayed in Vi’s shadow, but now… Now she had the upper hand. Vi wouldn’t win this time. The shimmer running through her veins pumping her full of more than just power. The thoughts and voices coursing through her telling her she’d still never be better than Vi. Telling her that removing Vi was the only way to get ahead of her. Jinx let out an anguished cry at that particular thought. She didn't really want to kill Vi, right?

Vi was kneeling on the ground, one arm wrapped around her aching middle, watching her sister struggle with herself. Blood dripped from her busted lip, mixing on her chin with tears that didn't stop coming. She wanted nothing more than to rush to her and wrap her in an ever consuming embrace of comfort, but knew that that was a long past opportunity. As if to read the conundrum on Jinx’s mind, she softly called to her, “You don't want to do this Powder..” She watched as Jinx hastily turned back around to face her, her long blue braids whipping through the air. Jinx growled loudly at her words, taking them as almost a challenge, and pulled her gun from her waist band, snarling at her. The intensity of Jinx’s glare shriveling Vi’s soul into nothing. “Kill the blind assumption that you know how I react inside. I am not so hollow, you can't see what grows inside my mind.” She cocked the gun and straightened her spine, standing perpendicular to the shivering brawler, arm outstretched, gun locked and loaded in Vi’s face.

Vi closed her eyes for a moment, then looked directly into her sister's pink eyes. “I love you Pow-Pow. I always have and always will. Do what you need to. I don't want to live in a world where you're not by my side Powder.” Her eyes shone with love, fear and oddly enough, acceptance. Jinx blinked in surprise at Vi’s sincere words, but kept her gun up. She stared at Vi for a moment, both of them looking at each other with guilt and hurt. Jinx’s composure faltered for a second before she replaced the worried pout on her face with a snarky smirk. “Boom,” she whispered loud enough for Vi to hear. Vi closed her eyes, flinching at the single word. After a moment when she realized no searing pain came, she opened her eyes back up to find she was alone with just her pain and the smell of the Undercity. Vi looked up and screwed her eyes shut, all the emotional and physical pain coming out of her all at once in a strangled, guttural scream. Jinx was right, she failed to protect her sister. Over and over again, she failed Jinx. As she ran out of breath from the scream, she fell over onto the grimey concrete, curling into a tiny ball. She lay there, shivering and spent, whimpering at the loss of her little sister.

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Writing angsty Drabble about Vi and Jinx, wondering if I should turn it into a whole ass story…🙃 anyway, will post either tonight or tomorrow. Stay posted!!

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Couple of new pictures I drew today🙈

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Sexual Questions ;)

1. First kiss? 2. First time masturbating? 3. First sex toy? 4. First kink tried? 5. First time doing oral? 6. First time having sex?
 -Turn Ons 7. Biggest turn on? 8. Biggest turn off? 9. Quickest way to get horny? 10. Weirdest thing that ever turned you on? 11. Top 3 places to be touched? 12. Ultimate fantasy? 13. Do you like the idea of a three or moresome? 14. Do you send nudes? Do you like receiving them?
 -Preferences 15. Sex or masturbation? 16. Spit or swallow? 17. Cut or uncut dicks? 18. Rough or sensual sex? 19. Oldest person you’d sleep with? 20. Loud or quiet partners? 21. How much foreplay do you like? 22. How much teasing do you like? 23. What is too big for you to take? 24. Do you do hookups or only sleep with a partner? 25. How much kissing do you like during sex? 26. What’s the most attractive part of the body?
 -Location 27. Would you have sex in public? 28. Last place you had sex? 29. Where would you most like to have sex? 30. Do you like spontaneous sex, or do you need to be in the mood? 31. Could you go through with a hookup at a strangers house?
 -Kinks 32. What’s your biggest kink? 33. Are you okay with name calling in bed? 34. Would you do any BDSM? 35. Do you prefer to tie somebody up or be tied up? 36. Do you like orgasm denial/forced orgasm? 37. Do you like overstimulation? 38. Do you like having pain involved? 39. Do you like biting/being bitten? 40. Have you ever been made to/made somebody beg for it? 41. Do you have any strange or extreme kinks? 42. Have any roleplaying preferences? 
-Masturbation 43. Do you own sex toys? How many? 44. What do you masturbate to? 45. How often do you masturbate? 46. How often do you use sex toys to masturbate? 47. Do you masturbate with penetration? 48. Do you go for multiple rounds or settle at one or no orgasms?
 -Oral 49. Do you enjoy giving oral? 50. Do you prefer giving or receiving oral? 51. What makes you orgasm the fastest when receiving oral? 53. Can you deepthroat? 
54. Do you like playing with your clit? If so how do you prefer to do it? 55. What’s your breast size? 56. How often do you go braless? 57. Do you finger yourself? 58. How familiar are you with your g-spot? 59. Do you squirt?
 -Sex 60. How often do you do unprotected sex? 61. How loud are you in bed? 62. Do you enjoy having nipples played with? 63. Do you like/dislike cum? 64. How good are you at dirty talk? 65. Do you get sleepy after an orgasm? 
66. Do you trim, shave or leave pubic hair untouched? 67. How do you prefer partners pubic hair? 68. How many orgasms can you have in a day? 69. How many other people know your bra size? 70. What do you wear to bed? 71. Any funny sex stories? 72. What food if any would you use during sex? 73. Would you give somebody a sex toy as a gift? 74. What’s the weirdest porn you’ve ever seen? 75. Do you often get horny in public? 76. Ever used something that isn’t made for sex in the bedroom? 77. Have you ever walked in on somebody or been walked in on? 78. Do you have any friends you’d sleep with?

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