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cowgirlvi · 28 days ago

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mdni. sub-top vi with a dick. fem power-bottom reader. vaginal sex. breeding. p in v.

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thinking about whiny, girlcock vi who has the most sensitive dick you’ve ever bared witness to. the two of you have been hooking up for months now and she might be the best sex you’ve ever had. her reactions are priceless too, especially when she first pops the head of her cock inside your hole and she looks like she’s ascended to heaven. you can always picture her blissed out face so clearly in your mind whenever you touch yourself.

her cock is girthy, so fat that you can’t even fit your entire hand around it, and when she’s inside you, you can feel her reach your bellybutton. plus, when she’s fucking into you, she moans as if she’s the one getting fucked. if anyone were to overhear, they’d assume those were your squeaky whimpers, the sounds of you begging.

sometimes you try to just lay back and relax, allow vi to ravage you with her cock, but then she’s breaking you out of your trance and asking if it feels good, if she’s doing it right—and you sigh because she’s so dependent on you, she needs you to tell her what to do. your pussy makes her feel dumb, it makes her brain melt out of her head.

currently, you’re in her lap, bouncing on her cock like she’s nothing more to you than a toy. you’re riding her with a maddeningly slow rhythm, just because you like the faces she makes when you do; like vi can’t decide if it feels good or if she’s going to cry out of frustration.

you whimper, clenching down hard on the thick shaft impaling you, feeling it pulse and throb inside your fluttering walls, feeling the heartbeat in the thick veins running up the sides. you grinds your hips down, taking vi as deep as she can go, loving the way that her fat cock-head kisses your cervix.

vi’s desperation is palpable, her hips twitching and jerking with the effort of holding still, of letting you set the pace. It's clear that she's absolutely dying to just grab your hips and rail into you with pathetic fervor, to fuck you through the goddamn mattress until you’re both a babbling, drooling mess. but she's trying so hard to be good, to let you use her like the fucktoy she is.

vi’s hips twitch with uncontrollable desperation against you and a sudden cry escapes her lips. “baby, fuuuck, please—just, just a little bit faster—ohh!”

“are you really going to—hmmff—going to make me tell you again, vi? stay still,” you say, grabbing her face firmly, cupping her chin so she’s forced to look up and see the disappointment in your eyes. then you lean in, capturing vi’s lips in a filthy kiss, all teeth and tongue as you suck the air from her lungs. you bite at vi’s bottom lip, tugging on it with your teeth before soothing the sting with a kitten-lick of your tongue. she moans into your mouth, pulling you closer to her chest with frenzy of hands. “just make me come. okay, sweetheart? then we can, ahh, talk about what to do with you.”

vi chokes on a sob. her eyes, so blue, are staring at you pleadingly. “you’re so t-tight—unghhh! holy shit, i can’t, i can’t, i can’t,” she mindlessly babbles.

vi clearly doesn’t realize the strength in which she’s gripping onto your waist, because it’s hurting you, but right now you can’t even bring yourself to care enough. you’re consumed by the thought of her cock, excited to feel her come inside you, to stuff you full of her arousal. the pain at your waist stings pleasantly anyway, it makes your pussy clench around her cock harder and she gasps as if she’s been stabbed.

”shhh, i know it’s hard, baby. but you gotta—hnngh—hold it together for me, you gotta wait until i’m, ahh, ready to come. don’t you want to feel me come around your cock?”

vi’s chest is heaving and her face is flushed a deep, pretty candy-pink. she’s staring at you like you hung all the stars in the sky. she looks utterly debauched, completely lost in the feeling of your velvet heat squeezing her so fucking tight, but she nods obediently anyway. she’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen.

”mmm, you can take it,” you say encouragingly, rubbing circles on her rosy nipples. vi’s head falls back against your headboard, moaning like she’s been gutted. you know she’s going to have a sore throat after this because she hasn’t been quiet once.

”ughh, mmmff, yes—“ vi’s moans are raspy and urgent. her breaths come out in sharp, staccato gasps and her eyelids flutter as she struggles to keep them open.

you hum pleasantly, pleased to see that you’re making vi feel so good, like she’s on another astral plane. sex with her is always intimate and passionate, despite how cruel you can often be.

vi puckers her lips, tilting her chin up to capture your own in a slow, deep kiss. it’s a stark contrast to the frantic, desperate kisses you shared earlier. your tongue traces the seam of vi’s lips, coaxing them apart, and then you’re slipping inside to stroke along vi’s own tongue, tasting her, savoring her.

vi whimpers into the kiss, her hands coming up to tangle in your hair, holding you close as she loses herself in the sensual slide of your mouths. she can taste herself on your tongue from an hour ago, when you had her cock down your throat. the lingering flavor of her own arousal mixes with the unique taste that is purely you, and it makes her head spin with desire.

pulling away, you pepper kisses down her neck—vi is sensitive everywhere, not just her cock. you suck more bruises into her flesh, laving your tongue over older marks that are beginning to fade away.

vi gasps sharply. she’s always been a sucker for neck kisses.

then, despite your numerous warnings this entire time, vi’s cock starts swelling as her orgasm approaches faster. you can feel her skin buzzing and you’re about to give her a piece of your mind, to remind her that you haven’t come yet, until she starts thrusting her hips up into your with abandon. you bite your tongue, holding onto her broad shoulders for dear life. your breasts bounce right in her face.

”yes, yes—oh my god, yes!” you cry, and you’re close, you can feel electricity starting in your toes and making its way up your body.

vi’s back is arching off your headboard, her toes are curling in the sheets. her toned body withers beneath you, the muscles in her arms flexing as she starts to lose herself in the intense pleasure radiating from her core.

“fuck me, fuck me—nghhh, fuck me!” vi is chanting, then her words dissolve into a soundless scream of ecstasy as her climax crashes over her.

vi’s entire body tenses up; she feels like a rock beneath you—hard muscles and all. her cock erupts like a volcano inside your pussy, jet after jet of white-hot come filling your womb. she’s shamelessly painting your insides white and her eyes are rolled back in bliss, her tongue lolling out of her mouth like a dumb puppy. she’s completely lost in the throes of her orgasm; she’s dizzy with the pleasure wracking her body.

you have no choice but to clench down hard on vi’s spasming cock, milking it for her entire creamy load. you grind down hard on her twitching shaft, taking every last inch of it inside your pussy. you want to feel vi’s come sloshing around in your stuffed cunt, you want to be absolutely filled with her essence.

vi’s cock gives a few more feeble pulses inside your hot, clenching cunt before finally starting to soften, the thick shaft slumping heavily against your stuffed walls.

that’s when you begin to orgasm on her cock, while she’s sensitive and exhausted, and vi lets out a sob when she feels your pussy walls contracting around her. it’s her punishment for coming before you. and you redouble your efforts, slamming your hips down with a brutal, punishing force that has the headboard slamming against the wall.

“ohhh, vi—mmf! feels so good, babe,” you moan, rolling your hips fast and uncoordinated. you’re grinding down on her so hard that you can feel her heavy balls slap against your ass, the ones that emptied her thick load inside you.

vi grips onto your waist, trying to pull you off her cock with hazy eyes, but you shove her hands away until you’re completely satisfied. vi lets out a garbled moan, her eyes rolling back in her head. every time you roll your hips and drop them into her lap, it sounds like you’re jumping in a puddle of rain outside; because vi’s lap is completely drenched in your wetness, her fat loads of come are messily spilling out around her cock, too much to fit inside you—making the mess even worse.

“fuuck—unngh!” vi sobs.

when you’re done, you collapse against vi’s chest. she looks utterly ruined, completely fucked out and satisfied in a way that makes your heart clench with possessive pride. vi sits there, utterly boneless and spent.

you don’t have the heart to be mad at her.

(2/4/25)

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dumpster-fire-sapphic-failgirl · 3 months ago

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What Cait said: “Sorry to say, you’ve grown a bit predictable”

What Cait said, subtext edition: “I knew you were going to choose your sister bc that is who you are. Protecting your family and your home is a core part of the person in front of me. You are afraid you lost me by making that choice but I love you and will help you in the ways that I can. I hope that someday you’ll consider me family and home but I understand that there are times where I will not come first and I’ll still love you and stand by your side if you want me there.”

#arcane #caitvi #piltover’s finest #caitlyn kiramman #arcane vi #there is also a bit of I’m a super genius detective :P in there too #but she is addressing Vi’s statement of choosing jinx and losing everything #that’s why vi jumped her bones

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the-snack-that-bites-back · 1 year ago

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Done n Done

Reblog if you're a pretty queer who's pretty queer.

#willow :3 #vis :P

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illovehaileesteinfeld · 26 days ago

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caitvi frat party double team

cw: dom!caitlyn, G!P CAITLYN, switch!vi, top!cait, (r!receiving like everything) pussy eating, penetration (with caits dick), fingering v!receving, no use of y/n, established caitvi relationship, one night stand, porn with a little plot, vi touching herself <3 , frat party sex, r! has silly commentary, not proofred so tell me if this is ass.

reqs are open!!

you stood at the keg, cursing under your breath when the machine turned out empty. the friends you had come with had disappeared within approximately 17 seconds of walking in the doors, leaving you alone and quickly losing your social battery.

turning to search the room for something else to drink, you raised an eyebrow at a blue haired girl trailing her eyes over your figure, lingering maybe a bit too long on your tits, but hey, who's complaining?

she took a few steps forward, meeting you at the next best source of alcohol, something far too similar to fireball. you reached a hand out to pour a cup of whatever it was, stopped by the cold fingertips of the girl.

"you don't want to drink that, its vile" she whispered, breath sending shivers down your throat as she was far closer than expected. there was a small hint of humor in her accented voice, sharp blue eyes piercing yours.

"oh.. alright. any suggestions then?" you muttered, head tilted slightly. she grinned softly, shaking her head.

"me and my girlfriend have vodka upstairs, if thats to your interest?" she said, voice a low hum.

well, if the promise of privacy with a girl that was most definitely flirting in some fucked lesbian way, decent liquor, and hopefully another gorgeous girl to look at wasn't enough? this had to be a wet dream waiting to happen.

that was all the convincing it took, finding yourself standing a bit too awkwardly, looking through the door the blue haired girl - who had introduced herself as Caitlyn - opened in front of you.

"mm, Vi, pour her a drink" Caitlyn said, eyes flashing to the incredibly hot reddish-pink haired girl across the room. god fucking dammit why are they both so fuckable?

you sat nervously on the edge of the bed in the room, unsure if it was radioactive or not, but assuming since the room was.. relatively clean, it wouldn't be too bad to lay half an asscheek on.

Vi stood, handing you a plastic cup with straight fucking vodka poured in it - who even does that? in zaun of all places?

well, that certainly never stopped anyone in the past. you quickly downed the cup, setting it down with a quiet gag as it burned the back of your throat. mm, if that didn't turn heads? don't ask which ones, Caitlyn might be covering her cock now, but it certainly wont last long.

Vi's powdery-blue eyes were on you in an instant, biting at her lips.

"hm, Cait, i see what you meant.. she is adorable" the redhead murmured, glancing up at her girlfriend who was most definitely giving bedroom eyes, fuck, if the night went anything like you wanted it too..

"is this just.. couple activities?" you asked, insanely awkward and what else would you say with two girls staring you down, one of them noticeably nudging her crotch while the other took a few steps closer like a fuckin' rabid animal.

"oh, most definitely." Vi tutted, standing only a foot or so away now. You only really got a closer look at her then, her button up only half done and wrinkled. "don't suppose you'd like to entertain us for the night.?"

"please."

Caitlyn snickered across the room, standing aswell as she watched Vi perch on your thigh, baby blue eyes heavy lidded as if she was waiting for more than just fucking grinding on you.

It seemed to happen all at once, though truthfully it was just alcohol from earlier in the night, to be laid back on the bed; a needy masc whimpering as she grinded your thigh, and an incredibly composed and rock hard woman unbuckling her jeans.

"we'll stop when you say the word; you okay with..?" the british girl asked, nudging down to her boxers. god, the neediest whimper left your lips, nodding quickly. Caitlyn simply smirked, taking her jeans off and palming her dick.

Vi somehow took that as a symbol to move, breathing heavily as her hand reached down under her basketball shorts, a soft moan escaping her lips when she started touching herself.

Caitlyn gently pushed the waist of your bottoms down, rubbing her cold thumb over the surface of your skin as she looked over how fucking soaked you were. it was humiliating, somehow in a sexy god-fuck-me-please type of way, but still sexy.

pushing her own jeans down, Caitlyn kissed your clit gently, moving back up and tracing her tongue over your neck. she aligned her cock with your entrance, breath hitched as she eased her way in.

only once her cock was halfway plunged did you get reminded of the redhead beside you, soft moans leaving her lips as she watched Caitlyn fuck into you.

"fuck-" you gasped, Caitlyn bottoming out. your head fell back, eyes shut. this bed could not have been sanitary if this woman was ruining you so quickly, but that most definitely didn't matter anymore.

only half paying attention to anything around you, you noticed Caitlyns hand reaching up Vi's shorts, god this woman could multitask. Vi's whimpers grew louder, the sound making you impossibly more horny as Caitlyns hips thrust.

a blur of gasps and whimpers filled the room, everyone inside of it filled with pleasure. you were sure Cait got distracted, her face falling into your neck and her thrusts getting so hard your legs felt like jelly.

saying you were tight was an understatement. you babbled out whimpers and moans, only realized Caitlyn had focused on you because her girl had already finished, soaking wet and salty fingers being pressed to your lips.

that only made it worse (better, truthfully), the intrusion fucking delightful. Vi's fingers, pushed past your lips, and you couldn't help but squirm at the taste - god, you would do anything for more.

Caitlyn could see you getting disoriented, biting down on your neck and emitting a loud moan from your lips. her tip pushed against your cervix, so deliciously painful, and you were just about done for.

"jus' like that-" Caitlyn muttered, her pretty voice broken as you realized just how tight you were. she came first, fucking filling you with cum but not finishing until you were done for yourself. your back arched up, eyes shutting tighter as a gasp of a moan fell from your lips.

Vi whimpered at the sound, her lips finding your neck as she sucked slightly, busying herself as all she wanted was to lick up everything from you and her girlfriend.

Caitlyn pulled out after a moment, gesturing her girl to go at it. Vi was an incredibly messy eater, nose nudging your clit in the most incredible way, her lips parted as her tongue pushed into you, making you fucking soak into her mouth.

she was working you up impossibly quick, swallowing the mixture of yours and Caitlyns cum, devouring you whole. it was perfect, your walls tightening around the warmth of the girls tongue. she whimpered against you, the vibration sending a louder moan from your lips.

Caitlyn pushed her girlfriend head further, stroking her cock as she watched you fall apart again from Vi's tongue. you panted, finishing in what was probably a record, Vi swallowing it all like a greedy little shit.

well, if that wasn't the night you imagined. Caitlyn was sure to clean both of her girls up, smirking gently as your legs shook.

written for the lovely @wsgbailey !!

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@aanvime @skibidivi

side note, this is inspired by another fic. it is not copied nor meant to be an impersonation. please do not repost my work <33

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arcanegifs · 6 months ago

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Arcane Gif Requests: @alfreyes ARCANE TIDDIES OF PROGRESS: Vi's 🧁🧁

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woewriting · 1 year ago

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sinbound (g!p)

pairing: tara carpenter | reader word count: 5358 warnings: mdni, +18 only! no ghostface au, reader has a dick, cheating, adultery, voyeurism, semi public sex, shower sex, breeding, exhibitionism, and if you squint really hard there's a bit of size kink... tara's a sinner and so are you. a/n: i cant believe i finally finished this one, a huge thanks to @alkivm and @wesstars for helping me out, this one is for you two.

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You never really thought of Tara as more than just a good friend, you really didn’t, but the moment you witnessed her being ruined by her boyfriend’s dick, mascara running down her cheeks, lipstick smudged all around her plump lips, and the way she smiled at you with half open lids, your mind became clouded with Tara.

Her moans, so soft and whiny.

Her hands grabbing her boyfriend’s arms, short nails digging into the muscle and tracing red marks on the tanned skin.

Her smile, so different from the ones she always greets you with when you meet for breakfast before classes. This one was small, almost like a smirk that turned into perfectly ‘o’ shaped when he bit her neck, covering her petite body with his big one.

You couldn't move, petrified with the scene rolling in front of your eyes. You watched as her nails scratched the skin of his back, pulling him impossibly closer, holding him in place so he wouldn’t see you standing there, blatantly watching them fuck. The sounds she was making wouldn’t leave your mind, the image of Tara being fucked raw while staring at you engraved in every single muscle memory of your brain.

And it did.

You stood there for what it felt like hours, watching with focused eyes the heart-giving performance Tara was putting on for you until she came, teeth sinking in the others’ shoulder to suffocate the scream that would tear her throat in pieces.

That’s when you left, your face burning red and an uncomfortable ache between your legs that you wished would disappear, twitching inside your boxers and begging for release.

With a quick wave of your hand towards your friend’s group, you left the frat house, jumping over drunken bodies sprawled in the front yard and walking back to your dorm only a few blocks away. You could still hear the loud electronic music and you smelled like alcohol mixed with different perfumes from every person that hugged you during the night.

Kicking your shoes before stepping inside — following your roommate’s number one rule, you leaned against the closed door, the image of Tara burned into your brain like a tattoo, the soft sounds she was making playing in your head like a broken record that was slowly driving you crazy, a tight knot in your stomach that made your heart beat faster.

Your hand automatically covering the volume in your pants, squeezing your length as you tried to easy down. Deep down, you wanted to open up your pants and pull your cock out, watching the way it twitched with the vivid image of Tara on her knees, sucking you off; or with her legs wrapped around your waist as you fucked her against the door frame, fast and rude, like Chad was doing it. But you couldn’t, you felt dirty already for not turning around and drinking every single solo cup, with a colorful, sparkly drink and dubious alcohol, offered to you by Mindy or Amber to erase what you had witnessed, but no, you froze in place.

With one last hard squeeze, you took a deep breath, deciding to take a cold shower to force yourself to calm down, even if the knot in your stomach was painful, like a little red devil on your shoulder, whispering lustful things into your ear like it’s the most beautiful melody that was hard to ignore. For a split of seconds, you almost listened to him, unbuttoning your pants and pulling the zipper down, removing enough pressure of you, but your phone ranged in your back pocket.

Shaking your head, you took the hardest path, the one that led you to the bathroom. Picking up your phone, Sam’s name blinking on the screen with a picture of you and her together, you gulped, declining the call and deciding to text her instead with the excuse of a migraine that was making you dizzy.

As the water hit your head and your shoulder, your muscles tensed up and you stop breathing, every single body hair standing on end with goosebumps, your member still hard against your belly. You sighed, closing your eyes to focus on the cold water that ran over your body so you could sleep and forget whatever the hell this day was.

It didn’t work, your eye bags the next morning was reason enough for your roommate to ask what happened that kept you up all night.

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To be honest, you didn’t want to be here, sitting in your usual table waiting for them to show up, ignoring a completely enthusiastic Amber. You wanted to be under your blankets, with doors locked, phone on airplane mode and away and safe from the girl that took over your thoughts over the weekend. It’s been two days since the little “incident” at the party, you ignored every single message in the group chat claiming you “needed to study for finals”, which wasn’t a full lie but you really did not need to spend your entire weekend locked in your dorm.

“Yo, dumbass,” you blinked when a blurry hand stepped in your vision, followed by Amber’s furred eyebrows. “you’ve been weird since Friday, what’s wrong with you?”

Before you could answer, the little bell above the door rang, your eyes automatically linking with the brown ones you saw roll to the back of her head when she came all over her boyfriend. Tara was under Chad’s arm, smiling at something the taller boy said as they walked into the small cafe, coming in your direction.

You wanted to flee, leaving all your belongings back and rush to classes, but the table in front of you and the two girls, Amber and Sam, sitting on each side of you, made that wish a little bit impossible to come true, and if you tried, it would draw too much attention to yourself and that was the least thing you wanted at the moment.

You’d have to endure the torture you had set inside your own brain.

Tara was a really good actress, you thought to yourself, as the minutes went by, she, somehow, manage to keep the same image as always, the perfect girlfriend/sister/friend that is constantly smiling and pays attention to everyone and everything that surrounded her.

While you, on the other side, kept your eyes focused on the drawing that swam in your coffee mug until it slowly melted away, not paying much attention to the conversation. You made a disgusted face when you realized it turned cold under your fingertips.

“Want me to get you a new one?”

“Uh?”

Tara smiled, oh so sweet as always, placing her hand on top of yours, her thumb caressing the skin, ready to take your mug and order a new one for you. “I asked if you want me to order you a new coffee? I know you don’t like cold coffee in the morning.”

“No, uh…” You avoided her soft eyes, removing your hand and starting to pack your things to leave. “Actually, I have to go to, it’s uh… I have to take some notes before class. Can you move a little, Amber? Thank you.”

Without looking at them and feeling your heartbeat on your throat, stumbling a few times on a confused Freeman as you passed in front of her, you left your group of friends behind, ignoring the way Sam was saying your name as you walked out of the small cafe.

Once your feet hit the soft grass in front of the university, you exhaled the air that was stuck inside your lungs all the way here. Leaning forward, you took a deep breath, feeling the burning spread through your veins like poison.

“Are you okay?” A familiar voice came behind you. Sam’s hand on the lower of your back.

“Yeah, I am,” You turned to her. “I just have too much on my head right now.”

The older Carpenter analyzed you, her dark eyes roaming around your features like she always did, looking for any sign of lie.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

You shook your head, clenching your hands around the strap of the bag over your shoulder. “I’ll feel better after the finals, don’t worry, Sammy.”

The nickname earned you a soft smile, followed by a protective arm wrapped around your shoulders, leading you to the main building where your first class took place. Sam made sure to walk with you until you were both standing in front of the opened door, the classroom still empty when you two arrived.

“You know you can tell me anything, right?”

You nodded; eyes focused on her hands holding yours. You wanted to tell everything you saw at the party, but how would you say you saw her little sister, and your best friend, getting fucked and were starting to question how you felt about your friendship with Tara? That you feel an ache in between your legs every time you share the same space with her? It would be like throwing a bucket of cold water on her, and then the bucket itself… instead, you just smiled.

After Sam gave you a forehead kiss, she left you, walking to the other side of the campus for classes; you watched her from afar through the big window next to where you usual sat since first day, a high chair, not too far from the teacher but away enough from the troublemakers that enjoyed chatting during lessons, disturbing those who were interested in actually learning.

Through the same big window, your eyes recognized a pair that was getting near the building’s entrance. You gulped, secretly watching them kiss, your cheeks gaining a pinkish tone and a burning feeling in the pit of your stomach. The way Chad had his hands possessively on her thin waist, pulling her impossibly closer and keeping her in place, while Tara had her arms wrapped around his head, tiptoeing to reach his lips.

It was a daily thing that always got your attention even though you never really cared about the affection between them, but this time, you felt dirty, your pupils dilating to absorb every single trace of light, almost as if you were taking a picture of it, the way the wind was subtly blowing her skirt up. You pressed your legs together, the small pain seeming enough to calm down your throbbing cock. Maybe it was a terrible idea to wear sweatpants as it was easy to see the volume you were desperately trying to hide since you saw Tara entering the coffee shop in such short skirt.

When they broke the kiss, the small girl waved her boyfriend goodbye, turning on her heels to enter the same building you were.

At least we don’t have classes together today… — you thought to yourself once again, sighing in relief as you slid down on your chair and plugged your earphones in, waiting for the teacher to come in.

The classes were full of revisions for the finals, your knuckles hurting from taking notes as fast as the teacher was talking, writing down what you considered important — right now, everything. It had a good side though; Tara had left your thoughts for you to focus on what really mattered at the moment.

After an entire morning of non-stop writing, you were ready to pack everything and clear your mind at the gym near the campus, working off all the bothered you felt the past 3 days.

The space was empty, considering that it was an hour that usually was packed with students, the finals probably taking all the time. Like them, you should also be studying, but you figured it was time to let something else burn your muscles other than notes badly written on your notebook. Walking past a few faces you were familiar with, you greeted them with a smile and a small head motion, the wireless earphone blasting some random Taylor Swift song inside your head.

Just like the training area, the lock room was empty, a girl passed by you when you entered and left you alone in silence, the energetic music that played on the gym’s speakers taking over once you removed your earphones, holding them for a few seconds until you heard a robotic voice saying “power off”. Placing them inside the pocket of your backpack, you tossed the object on the top shelf of your paid lock, removing the warm jacket that hugged your body and folded it, placing it inside. Kicking your shoes off, you managed to remove your socks without falling before storing it too, the cement cold under your bare feet.

“Are you going to ignore me until when? Do I gotta put on another show for you so you can pay attention to me?” A small Tara appeared behind you, resting her chin on your right shoulder, feeling your chest rise and fall with the deep breath you took. You closed the metal door slowly.

“Why don’t you ask your boyfriend to give you attention?”

She rolled her eyes, sneaky hands climbing on your back and coming back down to rest on your waist, sending shivers down your spine. The tip of her fingers playing with the hem of your pants. “Because I want your pretty eyes on me, not his.”

Feeling a burn escalating from your chest all the way up to your neck, you turned on your heels, now facing a doe-eyed Tara.

How could you still see her so adorably after what you witnessed?

“What do you want, Tara?” You asked with a sighed, crossing your arms in an attempt to keep her away from you — even if it was millimeters.

“I want you.”

“Be for real.”

“I am.”

You analyzed her expressions. Dark brown eyes not leaving yours for even a second, those adorable freckles spread across her small nose bridge and cheeks, lower lip trapped between her teeth. She wasn’t lying, Tara couldn’t keep eye contact when she was lying.

Taking a step back and leaning against the locker behind you, you watched as she took a step closer and uncrossed your arms; you didn’t even try to stop her.

Ghostly fingers tracing your forearm, up to your biceps, resting on your neck, her thumb softly caressing your jawline.

“Tara… don’t.” You tried to sound firm, but as she was closing the gap between you two, your voice lowered a few octaves, betraying you.

“Why not?” It was all she whispered before you felt her lips softly pressing against your own, giving you a chance to push her away and go back to training, if that was what you wished.

You didn’t. Again, your body betrayed you, and so did your thoughts, the images from Friday night clouding up your mind.

The arms that were once crossed to keep her away were now enlacing her waist, pulling her against your own body, desperately trying to feel her warmth.

It was a soft press of lips, but it lasted long enough for you both to sigh, holding onto each other as if something would pull you apart.

“Did I ever tell you you’re so fucking hot in those sweatpants? God! I love when you wear those, I can see you perfectly.” She exhaled against your lips, shaking breath, hands grabbing on your biceps, nails digging the skin before covering your semi-hard member, grabbing the length over the thick cotton fabric.

You had no time to reply, her tongue licking yours so deliciously that was hard to even think of speaking something and break that moment, so you did like Tara, grabbing every muscle you could get your hands on, dartling from her lower back, down to her ass, under her skirt, pulling her up, thighs tightly wrapped around your waist as you reversed positions, aggressively pressing her against the metal locker, a painful moan escaping her lips that sounded like music to your ears.

Unable to keep your mouth away from hers, you pressed your lips again. Aggressively, needy, desperate, like you’ve been longing this for too long, and now, she was giving you the most delicious kiss you’ve ever had. Tara was delicious all over, from her honey voice, to her minty breath, intoxicating your senses with how sweet her perfume was, matching perfectly with the fake persona she wears in front of everyone. It was definitely going to stick to your shirt.

Her breath hitching, soft moans scaping from her lips whenever you moved your head to the other side, kiss fitting deliciously.

A loud laugh coming from the hallway that connected the gym’s open space and the lock room, you were quick to walk towards the shower area, entering the last stall and closing the door behind you with a violent swing, easily opening the water register to mask the sounds Tara was making.

When the icy water hit your body, a moment of guilty took over your senses and you pulled back, breaking the kiss.

“Why did you stop?” Carpenter whined, opening her eyes.

“We can’t do this, Tar.”

“But you know you want this. You know that. Tell me that you don’t. Tell me you didn’t enjoy watching the way Chad was fucking me, or the way he kisses me before going to class.” Your eyes widened, awkwardly shifting your weight from one foot to another. “What? You think I don’t know you watch me through the window? Why do you think I always kiss him in that same spot?”

“I…”

“You’re so cute… all flustered and embarrassed.”

The tip of her index finger traced your jawline all the way down your neck, slightly peeking through the loosen white shirt that was slowly becoming transparent as the water hit your back, revealing the strap of your bra. She smiled; bottom lip trapped in between her teeth as she pressed herself down on the volume under her, a moan trapped in your throat at the sudden contact.

“For someone that doesn’t want this, your dick shows the opposite.” Tara moved her hips on you, the pressure of your clothed member on her clit getting her to drip on the fabric of your pants. “You’re such a liar.”

“You’re full of bullshit, did you know that?” You moved your hips up, earning a surprised moan.

The girls in the room were loud, talking and laughing about something you didn’t care about, all you wanted to hear was your best friend’s moans, loving the way she whispers your name as her hips continued to roll against you, eyes closed and a small smirk tugging on the corner of her lips.

“And you’re dying to fuck me.”

It was your turn to let out a huff, fingers squeezing the soft flesh of her bare thighs, the short skirt brushing against your hands.

“How long have you been planning this, huh?”

In a teasy tone, you close the gap between her neck and your lips, languid kisses being placed all over, goosebumps forming on the soft skin. You smiled, loving the way she squeezed her legs around your waist.

“Since I saw you kissing that blondie at the party.” She easily confessed; eyes closing to focus on the ghostly contact of your lips on her neck. “The way your hands were on her waist, your leg in between hers, the way she was bouncing on your thigh,” Tara chocked on her breath when you bit her pulse point, heartbeat fast on the tip of your tongue. “your lips on her neck, leaving bruises everywhere… It was so fucking hot I couldn’t take it anymore, so I dragged Chad upstairs and made him fuck me while I was thinking of you.” It was her turn to smile when she felt you twitch under her. “I bet you can go deeper than he can, that you can fuck me so good, ruin me… can you do that for me?”

You smiled, swiftly pulling down the hem of your sweatpants enough for your dick to pop out, hitting your belly, a relieved sigh leaving your parted lips. You brought Tara against you again, a low moan escaping her lips as her clit pressed on your length, the damp fabric of her underwear creating a pleasant friction.

“You’re sure you want this?” You asked, once again the guilt threatening to fill your thoughts, but smaller, a lot smaller than the first time, and a lot easier to make it go away; one look from Tara’s dark-brown eyes and it was gone.

Pulling her drenched panties to the side, your fingers found her warmth, loving the way she clutched around them, rubbing it up and down her slit before positioning the tip of your cock in her entrance, forcing your way in, her hips buckling it up as you stretched her out.

“Fuck, you’re so thick,” Tara breathed out, nails digging in the back of your neck as you slowly pushed yourself inside her, the velvety walls clutching around you.

Trying to ease the moment, you brought your mouth down her neck, licking all the way up to her jawline, softly biting the spot once you were all inside. Her head tilted back against the sweaty tile as water fell around the both of you, mostly hitting your back as your body protect hers from the cold temperature.

“Look at me,” you demanded, trying to keep yourself calm, allowing her to adjust first. “Tara, look at me. I want your eyes on me.”

Tara was tight around you, her warmth embracing you as deliciously as her legs wrapped your waist or as her fingers intertwined in your hair.

It took her a minute to open her eyes, pupils completely dilated as she leaned in, licking your lips with a mischievous smile before taking your bottom lip in a hurtful bite, easing the pain with the tip of her tongue.

“What are you waiting for? Just fuck me already.” She breathed out, purposefully clenching around you.

You huffed, amused by this version of Tara you never knew was hidden behind sweet smiles and kind personality; she was a slut. And you were loving every second of this, the way the back of her converses were pressed on your thighs, keeping you impossibly closer to her. Or the way she looked at you with dark, half-opened eyes, completely focused on your features.

You pulled back slowly, her mouth hanging open and eyes threatening to close, but you stopped when loud and messy conversation filled the lock room.

Tara pulled you closer by instinct, causing you to enter her in a fast move, your hand fast to cover her mouth, a low shhh falling from your lips when a struggled moan scaped hers, her throat vibrating, eyes rolling to the back of her head.

The view you had was sinful, your hand covering Tara’s mouth, some drops of water sprawling on her face, the mascara starting to run down her cheeks as the heat got too much, not even the coldest temperature couldn’t cool down the two of you, and neither the girls that were chitchatting outside the closed stall.

You started to move, slowly and careful, testing her, your other hand firmly keeping her against the wall.

"Fuck, you're clenching so hard around me." You breathed out with hoarse voice.

Tara covered your hand with hers, caressing gently before pulling it away, lips wrapping around your thumb in, your mind wondering how it would feel to have her mouth wrapped around your cock, sucking you off with the same eager she was sucking on your thumb.

“I can feel you throbbing inside me,” she whispered, slowly bouncing her body up, using your broad shoulders as support. “it’s so good. Now, fuck me.”

You huffed, the doe, adorable, innocent eyes staring at you was a perfect contrast to the situation you found yourself at, buried deep inside her, controlling every single nerve inside your body to wait instead of fucking her raw, but the request made you smile, hand wrapping around her throat in a slight squeeze as you moved your hip down, leaving only the tip inside before forcing your way in. Tara’s lips fell apart in a silent moan, short nails digging the flesh on your wrist, an overwhelming sensation spreading all over your body to be fully inside her again.

If Tara knew you’d feel this good inside her, she would’ve done it a lot sooner.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, mouth open trying to catch a breath as she felt every single centimeter of your dick move inside her, stretching her out in a delicious way, goosebumps all over her body every time she felt the blood running through your veins, pulsating inside her.

You stopped, taking a small step to the side, getting away from the door as you heard steps coming closer. The door loudly closing next to where you were.

“Be a good girl and keep your eyes on me, would you?”

“I’m starting to think you love having my eyes on you.” She teased back, brown eyes staring at you the same second.

“I do, I want to see them when you fall apart with me inside you.” She gulped, the simple words affecting her more than she would admit. You leaned closer, kissing her jawline, waiting for the person on the stall next to you to turn the water on. “Is this what you had in mind? When you picture me with that other girl?”

Tara wasn’t the jealous type, but now that she actually had you inside, she did feel a twinge of it inside her chest.

“No,” black painted nails grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at her. “this is what I pictured when I was with Chad, with him deep inside me… unlike you, he’d be ruining me right now.”

Your tongued slid on your bottom lip, the teasing failing to cause something in you.

“Want me to fuck you, Tara? Want everyone around us hearing how good I am making you feel, instead of your perfect boyfriend?”

“At least he wouldn’t be afraid to break me.”

You tilted your head slightly to the side, hearing more water running behind your back. Taking a strong grip on her waist, you slid inside in one swift move, covering her lips with yours. Once you were all inside her, it was hard to pull out, it was warm and soft, fitting just right.

Tara moaned against your lips, feeling every inch being pulled out only to slowly go in the next second, a steady pace that felt complete with the delicious taste of your tongue on hers. After a few more testing thrusts, you began to speed up your pace, filling her to the brim and making her toes curl, head falling back against the wall, not being able to hold back as your body was begging for release.

Removing her hands from your neck, her finger gripped the top of the wall behind her, pulling her weight up as much as she could, allowing you to wrap your arms under her knees, pushing her body against the tile.

This new position made you go deeper, hitting every sensitive spot inside her, teeth chewing on her lip bottom violently enough to almost draw blood, afraid that if she stopped doing that, everyone would hear how desperate she was for you and the running water wasn’t loud enough to cover it.

You wouldn’t last longer, not with how tight Tara was clenching around you and the way she had her eyes locked to your, pupils fully blown, darkening the doe eyes. You leaned closer, sucking the plump lip once you saw a drop of blood nearly falling to the floor, soothing the bruised skin with your tongue.

In a wrong move, your cock slipped out, standing proudly between the two bodies. Tara whined; eyes half-open at the feeling of being empty. She shook her head in a silent request. You smiled, caressing her cheeks. One hand of hers came down to meet you, scratching the nape of your neck, a clear sign that was close.

“What is it, love? Need something?”

Teasingly, you held your shaft, rubbing it along her sticky slit, teasing her aching hole a few times. The small girl was desperate, the knot in the pit of her stomach turning into tears, running down her face along with fainted black mascara.

“Please, please, please, I need you inside now, I’m so close…” She cried out, trying to pull you closer.

“Look at you, so pathetic, all you can do is beg. Aren’t you ashamed to be such a slut, Tara?” Your knuckle brushed the hair off of her face, allowing you to admire the red color that filled cheeks, stained by the ruined mascara.

She nodded to your question, unable to form a single sentence as you changed positions before sliding inside her once again, keeping a slow pace, allowing her to adjust, the velvety walls welcoming you tightly. Your grip on her waist was bruising the soft skin, no longer giving a single thought about the marks you shouldn’t left on her body, you wanted her to look at them when Chad fucks her and think of you, on how good it felt to have you buried deep inside her.

With your fingers still glued to her hip bones, you fastened your pace, the wet sounds coming from your bodies and her whiny moans barely being muffled by the running water, deep down you wanted everyone to hear the way she was saying your name like a sacred mantra. It was so fucking sexy the way her nose scrunched when you hit the sweet spot inside her or the way the tip of her tongue licked on her lips, throat dry from all the deep breaths she took.

Your name falling from her lips, getting you to look at her, “I want… fuck,” she closed her eyes, holding back as long as she could, prolonging this moment. “I want you to come deep inside me. Can you do that for me?”

You couldn’t see it, but with her request, you were sure your pupils were blown out, because the smile she let out watching your expression change, was reason enough for you to fuck the life out of her. Your nails sank in the flesh of her ass, forcefully moving her body up and down your throbbing cock, the knot in the pit of your stomach getting as tighter as Tara’s walls around you.

She was close, you both were, her hands in the back of your head bringing your mouth to her neck, peppering soft kisses on the wet skin, the faint smell of her perfume filling your lungs, her moans whispered straight to your ears like the most addictive song you heard before.

When she came, her teeth sunk on your shoulder with a hard bite, nails digging the nape of your neck. You followed her, coming deep inside like she asked you to. Your legs trembled, hands gripping the top of the wall to maintain balance while the other held her waist, the small body violently twitching against yours.

Opening your eyes, little stars shone in front of you. You took deep breaths, Tara holding onto you like her life depended on it — at this point, it did. She had 0 strength to stand on her own.

When she finally let go of your shoulder, a satisfied hummed left her lips followed by a smirk-like smile, hands now delicately caressing the sides of your neck and jawline, fingers removing a few strains of wet hair from your face.

“It feels so good,” she whispered, movies her hips in a perfect circle. You chocked on your breath. “you’re all inside me and it’s so good.”

“Is this how you fantasized?”

“It’s far better.” She laughed, weakly. “You’re much better than...”

You stopped her from finishing the sentence, kissing her with ease and care, “Can you take another one for me?” Tara gave you a sly smile, the heels of her converses pulling you closer. “That’s my good girl.”

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curious-vexation · 2 months ago

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Sadly, my hard drive got corrupted and I lost my art folder - which means I lost my Vijinx Week WIPS + this WIP of AU Powder and Vi dancing together at the party:

#r.i.p. you will be missed #my art #art #my idea is to do a series of shots of vijinx paralleling the E x P scenes - like sitting on the balcony the kiss etc #vijinx #vi x jinx #jinx x vi #jinxvi #proship safe #idk what to tag it with bc i want the vijinx shippers to see it but keep the antis away. idk

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littelovelunette · 3 days ago

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Submissive With A Cock

Lost the request for ittt

Contains smut, strap, degradation, submissive!vi, spitting, cock slapping, choking, implications of chastising cock, breeding, bdsm, orgasm control, sadistic!r, filthy filthy sex, wax play, nipple play, bondage

Word count: 1.6k

Vi was crying out with each and every bounce, she was stuck riding your strap, dildo disappearing in her tight asshole with each and every thrust.

Filthy moans spilled past her scarred lips, she felt way too good to even phrase it right.

Vi's nipple pierced tits were bouncing up and down with every little motion she made— the nipple piercings shining in the dim golden light of the cramped bedroom you both shared.

You leaned back cozily and comfortably as you scrolled through your phone with your right hand, left hand holding her cock and giving it lazy slow strokes.

"Mommy, please." Vi breathily moaned and tried to struggle against the ties holding her wrists behind her back but it was of no use.

"Mommy please what?" Your tone was taunting as you looked at her, sparing her a simple glance. "Look at you pathetically riding my strap. You're the one with a real dick—" You slapped the shaft making it twitch and making Vi whimper. "—Yet I'm the one dicking you down."

Vi let out a whine at that, wincing as you grabbed her cock and squeezed it oh your hands, creamy liquid seeping out of the tip.

"Slut." You spat between the valley of her tits, spit dripping down so disgustingly but it was on Vi so it was anything but disgusting— it suited her. Suited her fucked out state. Her pathetic whore-like state.

Vi let out a small strangled moan as you thrust your hips up hard against her asshole. "Oh, so good!" Vi cried out, precum dripping out of her reddened tip.

"Fuck, you're dripping so much." You laughed as you continued thrusting your hips up making Vi's face contort, small sounds leaving her, "Maybe I should just lock your pathetic cock up instead. I'm way too nice with you, aren't I?"

"Mommy, please, don't do that." Vi pleaded, looking at you with puppy eyes. "I'll be good. I'll be good." She panted mindlessly as her muscles strained against the restraints of her hands

You will, huh?" You held Vi's thigh, guiding her up and down on the dildo. You held the shaft of her dick with your hand and stroked it, tilting it up making Vi clench around the strap.

"Gonna cum?" You asked, feeling her cock twitching in your hand. Vi nodded pathetically and babbled, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Vi let out a scream of pleasure, thick ropes of semen splattering on her own chest and face.

"Fuck..." Vi cursed under her breath, your thumb pressed against Vi's bottom lip, forcing the liquid into her mouth using your finger.

"You taste good, don't you?" You smirked and Vi nodded, "Yes... So good..."

"Mommy, can I please put it in you?" Vi asked in a small, innocent voice. She stared at you with her puppy eyes making you smirk a little, a small chuckle leaving your lips.

"You want to stuff this tight cunt?" You asked, making Vi whimper a little, nodding her head immediately.

"Wanna fill up mommy's cunt, hmm?" You taunted with a smirk on your lips. Vi, however, shameless as she was, nodded eagerly.

"Please, please, please!" Vi pleaded, making you laugh a little before nodding and tapping her hip.

"Come on. Get off."

You slipped the ties and loops off of Vi's arms.

Vi got off the strap, helping you take the harness off your body. You slowly spread your legs out. "Mommy... So wet for me." Vi whispered and traced your wet folds with her fingers.

"Stop playing around, slut, you know you want it, stuff it." You ordered making Vi nod quickly, grabbing her shaft with one hand and guiding it to your slit.

Vi slid it in with ease, a throaty moan leaving your lips. Vi slowly started thrusting, finding a rhythmic pace that you approved of. "Mommy, please say I'm doing good."

"Yeah, you are." You said, pulling Vi's torso down, "You are doing so good." Vi wrapped her arms around you as she desperately rammed her huge cock inside you making lewd squelching sounds fill the room.

You didn't care the room smelled like sweat and semen, even Vi smelled like her own semen but fuck, did you love messy, filthy sex.

Vi's cock was already so sensitive, even as your walls fluttered tightly around her shaft you expected her to hold off for way longer. If there was any rule you made Vi follow it was that you get to come first whenever she's penetrating you with her submissive shaft.

But this time it felt like she really wouldn't be able to hold herself off because of how much she was twitching inside your tight cunt. Of course, you knew she was teetering on the very edge of an orgasm so you just had to give it a little push.

Afterall, it was your job to train your bitch wasn't it? Vi's eyes snapped open and mouth parted, her brain barely registering words rather just pleasure as she merely managed to utter the word "Mommy."

And before she could apologise or even think of it, you felt the gush of semen flood your insides. She did it. And now you had your little excuse to give Vi a probably borderline pain-pleasure punishment.

"Mommy, please that was an accident, it won't happen again I swear! I'm just sensitive, I'll have better—" Vi began but you were already pulling her cock out and forcing her to lay with her back flat against the bed.

You grabbed the ropes you had used to tie her hands with before and used them to tie her wrists to the bedpost, disabling her from using those biceps which were honestly just eye candy because she simply was too submissive (when in subspace) to use them or her dick for that matter.

Your first slap to her cock made her whole body jolt in the sudden pain, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She babbled out, tears streaming down her cheeks already. You knew she was sensitive, she came two times already and her third orgasm was probably building up as she simply thought of the punishment she'd have to endure now.

"Such a useless thing." You squeezed her length making Vi's eyes squeeze close, a small "Hah..." Leaving her mouth.

You knew, she was in for a long night.

You stood up and walked to the cabinet, taking out the BDSM candles you both had contemplated on using before but Vi wasn't brave enough to ask for it, knowing you'd taunt her to death about it.

You lit the candle and watched the wax slowly start melting, “Tell me, slut, how sorry are you?”

“I'm sorry, mommy, I'm sorry, please. I'll have better control!” Vi squeaked, feeling the hot wax starting to coat her shaft. “It burns! It's hot!”

“Yet your cock is twitching, precumming.” You laughed tilting the candle to let more wax fall on her cock, Vi cried out in pleasure with her head thrown back.

Her mouth opened a little but only a small choked moan issued barely even audible.

“I'll be good… will control…”

You blew the candle out after a bit and put it on the bedside table before slowly wiping the wax off her dick.

“Mhm? Your cock is so warm now.” You laughed a little and hovered your cunt over her cock making Vi’s eyes instantly sparkle.

“Please, inside, please.” Vi pleaded pathetically, face shining with her tear stains and sweat. Your fingers tangled in her sweat dampened hair as you sunk down, letting her hard warm length slide inside your achingly wet pussy.

“Mommy, so tight…” Vi whined and cried out, you wrapped your legs around Vi, bringing her hands out of the ties and onto your breasts.

“Play.” You said and Vi instantly started pinching and pulling on the nipples, sucking and leaving hickeys on your mounds as well.

“Mommy's boobs…” Vi stuffed her face in the curve of your breasts, suckling contently as you slowly started moving your hips, riding her cock. “S-So good.”

“Yeah? Fuck, you're so big, you like mommy's tight cunt, huh?” You held Vi’s throat, squeezing it a little making her gasp for air. Her face scrunched up in pleasure and reddened more than before. It was clear she loved your wet tight cunt around her cock.

“Mommyyyyyy! Please, kiss.” Vi puckered up her lips eagerly, it was so cute as she repeated it again, “Kiss…”

You moaned a little feeling her cock hit your cervix. “What a baby.” You said but there was no real heat behind your words as you grabbed her jaw and brought her in for a sloppy, wet kiss.

Your tongue delved in her mouth swallowing her moans as Vi's hands left your tits and held your waist instead guiding you to bounce on her cock.

“Mommy, I'm gonna cum, please, I'm gonna cum, can I cum?” Vi squeaked as she trembled beneath you.

“Not yet, hold on,” you panted, “I'm close too, fuck, let's cum together.”

Vi nodded and wrapped her arms around you pausing your motions as she brought you in for a sweaty, tight hug.

She desperately fucked into you as she bucked her hips up, making you moan and hold her tightly as you came on her dick.

Just after you came, Vi came too, inside you, painting your inner walls white.

As you slowly got up, letting her shaft slide out of your spent pussy, you grinned seeing the now unconscious woman lay beneath you, cock slightly reddened from the stimulation.

“My slut. My slut with a cock.”

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