#cait kiramman smut

[r3starttt]

Lady of the moon

caitlyn kiramman x reader | read this or DNI

an: I highly suggest you read the request, also, might be part one if this gets enough support bcs this idea has been sooo long on my drafts but it wasn’t until this req that I actually put my mind into it. Pls reblog, comment, whatever, thx mwah

moonlight in a quiet garden, that’s her beauty

Another day of the usual stealing, running and trying not to get caught by pultover citizens as an attempt to survive in the undercity.

You were currently at the roof of what seemed like the fanciest mansion you've ever stepped, luxurious white decorating It's external walls and a deep dark blue on the roof that shined by the almost unbearable sun.

A jump and you were already outside a balcony, desperately trying to open the door as fast as possible at the sight of a nice amount of enforcers at the main entrance. Until desperation kicked in.

Something you've learned is topsiders have nothing to worry about, with that said, their security sucked. So a kick and you were inside what seemed like an office.

There were at least four bookshelfs fulled with books of all kinds of stuff, a huge table in the middle near the biggest window and the door you've came in, it had some sheets with designs, maths and other stuff written you could barely understand.

Aware of the minimum time you had to grab everything and leave and amused by all the stuff you would gain a good reward of, you disposed to sarcastically and slowly grab every peace of whatever artifacts you could find to put It Inside a small bag. Looking trough the books for anything that looked valuable.

That until a weird shimmer cought your eye. Blue and small there was a round crystal directing the shine of the sun to your eye, so you grabbed it.

It wasn't the only one so you didn't think twice and grabbed them all.

Humming, you didn't realize there were footsteps approaching until you heard some keys trying to unlock the door.

You've never get caught, so the panic of it all made you fall, and with it one of the blue orbits you've caught some seconds before broke.

As your hand extended to grab it the door got open, you closed your fingers in the palm of your hand, making of it a tight fist.

"Yeah, I think you should change this door, it's not the first time it blocks itself" That was the most feminine and sophisticated voice you've ever heard, accompanied by the profile of a girl probably your age, with blue dark hair. It reminded you of the crystals you've found. How could someone like her have a place like this for herself you thought, interrupted by a face completely terrified.

"Wait!" She screamed to whoever was accompanying her. You mover your fist to your face, relaxing it as your fingers expressed a silent emotion, warning her to not make any silence.

"What now? You forgot something again?" A male voice was heard, if it's wasn't for that girl you would be dead already, something you knew was men could only mean danger here.

The blue haired girl nodded, rapidly realizing she couldn't be seen so she spoke again "Yeah! I'm so sorry, just... leave the boxes here and I promise I'll help you"

Fancy black shoes stepped inside the office, gently approaching to you as the man probably mid upstairs groaned.

Accompanied by more steps, now going away and the loud sound of boxes hitting the ground right outside the place you just robbed. Your heart beat could be felt all over you'd body.

Why would a topsider panic about you? Why wouldn't she just try to directly kill you as you were told they would if they ever caught you?

"Just go, I won't say anything, I promise" she gently kneeled on the floor, leaving the box she had in hand as quiet as possible.

And of course you didn't believe any of it, but what else could you do besides running away from here?

"Don't come here again, it's dangerous" her voice and words caught you of guard. "Yeah I know that" you responded sarcastically, grabbing the broken crystal from the floor "Your people, they're all crazy"

You could notice a small pout appearing on her face "I'm sorry"

Ignoring her words you turned around, readjusting your bag now heavy on your shoulders, stepping slowly to the outside of the balcony, to leave right like you came in. "Don't be"

You shrugged, giving her a last look. She was the most prettiest girl you've ever seen, and somehow, even not believing any word she said, you could feel her warmth, she wasn't like the others.

And that tought as much as it made your heart feel nice, it also made you worried. Because piltover is made for the cruel and hunger of power, not for the nice and tender like her.

"Take this" her hand had something that looked like a music box, but by the way it looked it was probably the most expensive music box. Yet, it couldn't be so easy right?

You laughed taking it away from her and quickly saving it in your bag "Why for?"

"My dad's money, you won't get in trouble" the way she spoke elicted a smile on your face "thanks uh..." your hands moved, expressing you wanted to know her name

"Caitlyn" "Yeah, thanks caitlyn, hope to see you next time" she was about to laugh until everything went white. A loud pit covered your eyes, blinding you and making you jump out of there.

As you recovered the very small vision you could get you noticed the balcony floor cracking. Did she do this?

Did she do this?

You glanced at her, noticing a blue shine near her. It had been a peace of the stone it fell when she caught you.

Could the others explode? It didn't matter. You had to run away.

The voice of people screaming in fear caught your attention, making you look down at the floor that was starting to fall.

But before you could do anything there was someone waiting ro you already. By the way it screamed caitlyns name it was probably the same man you heard before.

-

"I've heard you were running around piltovers finest?" Silco's voice was hear the moment you stepped inside what was home for you, for him.

"Don't be so mortified, look" as you left the bag fall to the floor you saw his face pointing at the big aquarium. "Beautful aren't they? Yet, up there... at the surfece, no one even know they exist"

His eyes narrowed back at you, opening his arms as he wanted for you to step closer. Once you did he placed his hand on your back, moving it up and down "they're monsters" you shrugged

"There's a monster inside all of us" you nodded, chuckling at the sight of a syringe. Grabbing it nonethelessly and turning your body to properly face him. Injecting it into his eye.

-

The nation of zaun, that’s what you cared most about. You were born there, grew up there, saw your life get slowly destroyed in front of your eyes at the youngest age possible. You learned to forgive, on your own, ironically based on what you’ve seen. What you lived with that blue haired girl named caitlyn you managed to keep in contact after that one time you got caught.

You thought that both sides were doing their bests to have the highest life quality, to keep its people alive and to keep its own spaces existing. You knew you were part of the bad guys, the dangerous and dirty. Even though you weren’t, so, how fair was it to think the same about the other side?

Piltover’s citizens were people like you, afraid of the unknown, with imaginary enemies they were thought to hate since birth. People trying to survive with the peacefullest life possible, with dreams, families, life’s to give a chance experiencing in the best way possible.

So you couldn’t really hate them, because to you, that was ironic, stupid, nonsense.

Oposite to Silco, the man you grew up with, the one that saved your life, the one that was your only family. He thought you to hate them, to be powerful and never fear anyone, never trust people, not even your own, because it was only the two of you in this world.

And you couldn’t blame him either, he suffered what you saw, so you couldn’t really relate to anyone’s pain, specifically not his.

You were the reason this all existed. And how he would let you know, every day, every time. You’re everything that’s behind The nation of Zaun, you found everything that was necessary to create it and make it a possibility. For you it was someone else, a person you omitted while explaining to Silco what had happen and a detail Sevika didn’t know either. For you it was all thanks to caitlyn, who made sure no one searched for you after that, the girl that somehow managed to make people forget everything that happened.

The girl you were currently looking for, most exactly, waiting for since you failed to find her. She genuinely cared about you, and knew the danger of your stance in piltover, so the window of her room would always be open for you.

Laying on her bed you heard steps coming closer and closer outside her room, it could only be her so you waited for her usual entrance where she would catch on her bed the moment she stepped inside, smiling at you an practically running to ramble with you about whatever.

But today wasn’t the case apparently. You noticed the trophy she had in hand, probably her parents did something again and she didn’t like it. “Why so blue kiramman?” she laughed humorlessly “so funny” her eyes rolled as she stepped closer to her bed, you sat on it, waiting for her to come sit next to you.

“I’m a hundred percent sure it was your mom so, please cait, stop being so annoying and stubborn and enjoy your privilege yeah?” she shocked her head, grabbing the trophy in between her legs, making them dance on the air “it was someone else, I… uhm, wanted to tell you something”

You furrowed your brows almost immediately “did you do something? someone did something to you?” your eyes wandered all over her face, trying to read her mind somehow. She didn’t look physically hurt, she couldn’t be but you had to check anyway by how she was acting, you could never know with this people.

Caitlyn extended her trophy to you, confused, you just grabbed it in silence. But it all made sense the moment you read the word enforcer “You’re fucking kidding me? what’s wrong with you caitlyn?”

You leaned your face to make her look back at you “I knew I could never trust you” you groaned in annoyance. It made her look back at you, grabbing your writs and her trophy back, placing it on her bed “don’t say that, you know I have no more options”

“You do, you just want to make things harder for everyone. Just do what your mom says and let her give you a princess life Caitlyn” you swayed her hand away, walking to the window near her bed.

“But you know I don’t want that” her murmur made you so angry for some reason, you always agreed on it, you were the one to support her on not doing what her mom suggested. But she omitted a huge detail, one that you felt like a direct attack to you and what you cared most about, zaunties.

“I don’t want what my family wants either and look at me! I do what Im told and still manage to enjoy parts of it. You’re so privileged… it’s stupid that you’re tying to play the nice humble girl when you’re not, you could never know what it is to be like that”

You weren’t sure of what was more hurtful from this whole situation, but didn’t care either. “Playing the good guy involves me being the bad one, my people being the bad guys, and we’re not, caitlyn”

The tears that were slowly covering her face made you regret saying those words, but god how hurt you felt, how betrayed. Maybe Silco was right and it was only the two of you alone in this whole thing. Or maybe Caitlyn was growing up to become like her people, and so were you. Maybe oil and water can’t get along.

-

“Golden boy…” you whispered at the huge sheet in front of you with the face of the man that was also the reason of everything. Jayce, caitlyn had told you about him. Everyone kept on saying how perfect he was but you were proven more than once topsiders are a bunch of pretty faces trying to play the humble.

Every time you saw that blue uniform you got a feeling in your stomach, nostalgia and disgust. You could only imagine it would at least look good on caitlyn, with her pretty blue hair and her pretty face, because you never believed there was a way she would actually made the job. Only for her convenience of course, like making even harder zaunties life’s, making your life harder, making Silco’s life harder.

Because that’s why you and your people were here for, the blue orbs that would make the difference.

After that fight with Caitlyn you stopped coming back in a while, fearing she could find you and you could attack her, fearing she could attack you and you would have to let her hurt you, fearing you could get her in troubles or she could get you in troubles. Yet here you are, doing it all for Silco.

Well, you weren’t supposed to be here exactly, but jinx insisted on letting her do the hard job. Sevika was there too so she would manage all, or so she insisted always, no matter what you or jinx or anyone else did she could always do better, so you were taking advantage of it to get what you wanted all at once.

Proving nor sevika or jinx could do this as you could, and taking a peek of caitlyn who had to be somewhere. Her family would do anything to keep her from seeing real world but as any other citizen in here, they had to play the humble and caring people so there was no way she wasn’t working on a day like this. Progress day, being also close with that golden boy she had to be at least standing somewhere looking pretty and pretending to work.

To your surprise there she was, right in front of you, some meters apart. She was standing in front of a tent until she turned around. Due the position you were in you couldn’t see who she was talked to, but she looked entertained. Until she didn’t, you lost her out of sight.

-

“Caitlyn kiramman, why does that don’t surprise me?” you chuckled at the sight of amused eyes of a man that worked with you, covered by her, trying to make him speak with her usual sweetness, the same way she did with you. You had a gun pointed at him, ordering him to keep quiet as you kneeled near them.

She turned around, her face showed a mix of confusion but warmth, like the first time you ever saw her. You moved the gun closer to the man, signaling to leave, which he did immediately.

“If you care so much about the undercity why not ask your old friend mhm?” You saved the gun, extending your hand to help her stand again, which she ignored, eliciting a laugh from you “You did this?” her voice, it caused the same feeling that uniform, and her face, and this place. It made you feel dizzy in some sort of way.

You nodded “why, you’re gonna take me to prison or something?” Caitlyn rolled her eyes, crossing her arms as she stepped back. “You haven’t changed” “Yeah?” you mocked.

Next to her on the ground you noticed some pictures, you just glanced at them, knowing she would pick them up the moment she noticed you looking at them.

“That’s not me, the mask” she narrowed her eyes at you, doing exactly as you’ve expected “He said something about a man, you work for someone now?” she seemed surprised

You shrugged “I always did” her mouth opened yet before she said anything you spoke again “I thought you didn’t do your job, you looked better standing and just looking pretty outside your mom’s tent”

“You were watching me?” her eyes studied your figure, furrowing her brows “it was her tent then? I guessed that” her hand traveled to the side of your arm, giving it a gentle snap, which made you jump back “What was that?”

“You disappear for years and now this?” now you were the one rolling the eyes “I thought something had happened to you”

You watches the scene in our silence, she looked genuinely worried, intrigued by this whole situation. It made you realize how normal you were about all this, how you’ve created a whole reality of her person now, and how inaccurate that might be.

But then you remembered why you left her on the first place, the words Silco said to you.

“So you agree your people’s dangerous?” you let out a sigh, turning around and watching all the mess your crew had done “enforcers are dangerous” you murmured, hearing her steps roaming somewhere behind you.

“I’m not, I’m here because I know something’s been wrong and I want to help the undercity” you shifter your gaze back to her “Why?” “For you”

[mentallyadinonugget]

“undercity’s gonna eat you alive”

🤭

[sugume]

FRIENDS WHO PLAY TOGETHER STAY TOGETHER ! ! — ARCANE

( tw ) f!reader. FF pairings. modern AU! masterbation. fingering. squirting. cunillings. dry humping. reader is kinda possessive in Vi’s. some yearning.

featuring. Violet, Caitlyn Kiramman & Mel Madarda

authors note. When you off that honey packet and ur home girl the only one in vicinity. Mel is so 🤭 I can’t she my type to a teeee. Anyways I’m about to go watch Act 2 WISH ME LUCK IM SCARED. Also idk how I feel about Kaits part I could do better 😔

VIOLET 

You and Vi were at another one of your friends' sleepovers. You didn't wanna come, you wanted to spend the Saturday just the two of you, alone. You hated sharing her attention, she was your best friend. You were each other's number one, why did you need other friends when you two were each other's everything. It was late now, almost everyone was sleeping or about to fall asleep when Vi crawled between the bodies of people to where you were laying. You didn’t notice until you felt the familiar embrace of her against your back. Despite yourself, you felt yourself relaxing against her body.  

“Are you still mad at me?” she whispered into your ear before placing a gentle kiss on your bare shoulder. “You know my favorite person. You have nothing to worry about.”  

“Yeah, whatever.” You grumbled. You weren't truly mad anymore but you knew what came next, what Vi did to reassure you that you were special to her. Her only best friend. You weren’t surprised when her hips rocked into your ass, when she pressed her tits against your back nor when her hand traveled underneath your oversized sleep shirt and cupped your breast. 

“Vi…” You sighed nuzzling into the arm underneath your head. She tightened her grip on your breast and rocked her hips into you. You push back harder and soon enough you guys find a rhythm. Your ass pushing down on her hips when she grinds up into you. Her callused palm grazes your nipple and you whine softly. She whimpers into your shoulder, finger going to your nipple when she pulls and twists. You wish her mouth was on you, you wish your mouth was on her. You turn your head to her “I love you the most. My favorite forever.”  

You feel her smile into your shoulder. “You're so beautiful, you know that?” translation: I love you too. 

MEL MEDARDA 

You couldn’t believe it. Your best friend’s tongue was inside of you. Licking you. Her lips were sucking on your clit, her teeth were biting your pussy lips. You could hear how wet you were—you could feel yourself leaking all over her face. “Mel!” You scream out into the dark room before slamming your hands over your own mouth. You don’t want anyone to see you—you don’t want her mother to see you, what a scene she would make. Seeing her daughter nose deep into her childhood best friend. Mel pulls her mouth off your clit with an embarrassingly loud pop. “Do you feel that? This is how you’re supposed to eat pussy darling.” She smiles when you just nod. Afraid that if you remove your hands from your mouth, you might confess something you don’t want.  

Plus, this was just a favor, strictly platonic, you were just friends. That’s why she was eating you out in the first place—you wanted to finally dip your toe into the dating scene but you were scared because you were inexperienced, you didn’t wanna leave your future partners disappointed in your nonexistence skills. And that’s where your best friend came in. Where you didn’t know anything about sex, she knew what felt like everything. Though you never saw her with anyone, she talked like she knew the ins and outs of men and women and she offered to teach you.  

“Now after you use your mouth and get them wet you wanna bring in your fingers, like this.” Mel grabs one of your thighs and pushes it down, giving her a better view of your dripping pussy before using her free hand and pushing a slender finger into you. You gasp. “I know you’ve fingered yourself before sweets, how many fingers have you shoved into this pretty pussy?” 

You whimper, hesitantly removing your hands. “T-two Melly.” You answer bashfully, using the nickname you gave her when you were children. She hums and adds another. You bite your lip, lower abdomen clenching when she curls them into your spongy g-spot. 

“Now pay attention to me alright?” She leans down to place a kiss on your pubs, leaving a trail of light kisses until she reaches your clit. She moves her hand out of you and a fast pace, fingers curling when she knuckles deep. You moan at the feeling of her hand pounding into you.  

She gives your clit a few kitten lips before wrapping her full lips around the swollen area. She bits hard enough for you to wince before she starts sucking. You feel yourself coming apart on her face before you can stop yourself. She hurriedly removes her fingers, mouth sucking you even harder when you feel liquid gush out of you. You grab the back of her head and scream. You can’t stop it, you don’t want to. You throw your thigh over her head and curl your foot into her back, still riding the high. When your pussy stops shooting the mysterious liquid out Mel’s fingers find themselves back inside, four this time. 

You feel tears collecting in the corner of your eyes, as she finger-fucks you. Mel pops back off your abused clit to whisper praises, good girl, you're doing so good, look at how well you take me, you feel heavenly, and when she goes back to playing with your clit you know you don’t want anyone to fuck you unless it’s her. Maybe you can ask her to teach you how to give hickeys next. 

CAITYLYN KIRAMMAN 

You were horny. Cait was horny. You both kept glancing at each other when you thought the other wasn’t looking, sussing out what the other was thinking. The movie you guys were watching was a rating away from being straight porn. When it was over you, both decided to call it a night. It was late she said. You guys had class tomorrow you said. When the lights turned off, you both said goodnight and laid down in your shared bed. You two were so close and loved being near each other that on the first day of the semester you pushed your twin beds together. Oh, how you were regretting that idea now. All you wanted to do was fuck yourself. You knew you weren’t going to fall asleep without an orgasm and so after twenty minutes when you thought Cait was asleep, you found your hand traveling into your boy shorts. You sighed in relief when your fingers grazed your throbbing clit. You rubbed it for a few seconds before shoving two fingers into yourself. 

That relief was short-lived when you heard a breathy moan that didn’t come from you. You tensed up and stopped. When you didn't hear anything—maybe she was making those noise in her sleep—you slowly started to move your fingers in and out, palm rubbing against your clit. You bite your lip to stifle a moan and turn onto your back. You could barely move your fingers in and out lying on your side. You part your legs and moan when you finally hit your G-spot. You're so horny but your imagination isn't cutting it. Opening your eyes you turn your head to find the outline of your best friend who was the star in some of your fantasies, her hourglass figure would for sure spark a fantasy. When your eyes adjust to the dark you're shocked to see Cait staring back at you, her blanket pooling at her hips when you could see her hand abruptly stop moving. Your Cait was masturbating too, in the same bed as you. A grin spreads along your face. 

“I-I’m not—”  

“I am.” You whisper, pushing your blanket off you. Her eyes immediately latch onto where your fingers are slowly pushing in and out. Your other hand comes up to your tank top where you push your shirt down. Your breasts spill out. Cait’s face turns into a tomato, eyes widening even more than they already are. She doesn't remove her gaze from your breasts when she starts fingering herself again. You watch her mouth part into a small O and her eyes roll to the back of her head. You imagine what she looks like riding your face and start to speed up. Your other hand twisting your nipples.  

“I-m gonna..” Cait whimper and spasms for a few seconds. You moan at the look on her face, so pleased with herself, and soon enough you're squeezing your eyes and coming too.  

[fakevalentine]

can you do more dom caitvi X reader?

female reader x violet x caitlyn kiramman

maybe they’d have you exposed on the bed, your chest and face pressing against the bed while you whine and cry from the overstimulation. it was all on you, all that begging and pleading you did for them to touch you, and what? now you can’t take it?

“i can’t…” you whimper once again, your watery eyes staring up at caitlyn who sat by your side, one of her hands smoothing over your messy hair and the other abusing your clit as vi’s strap slams into you over and over, and you begin to damn her impressive stamina. she just hums, sitting back to watch the silicone disappear inside you and come out dripping in your slick, strings of your cum connected to the harness around vi’s hips.

she gives a hard thrust, shoving your face further into the bed as she pants, a lazy smile on display. taking her hand away from your swollen clit, cait combs the sweaty pink hair out vi’s face and pulling her forward to rekindle the heated kiss.

despite the sting of overstim, you push back against vi, sobbing into the sheets as the faux cock slides deeper. vi hums from behind you, pulling away from caitlyn and letting the toy slip out of you, whistling as she got a clear view of the mess between your shaky thighs. she shoves her fingers inside you, hearing you whine and tighten around her but pulls out before you can get worked up again. and once again you’re forced to watch them exclude you

you just stare and let tears soak your face and the sheets, feeling your cunt throb as caitlyn opens her mouth, her tongue lolling out n vi sliding her wet fingers over the pink muscle, pressing down to purposely make cait gag

never a dull moment

[sweetpupii]

Caitlyn kiramman shoving two fingers into your mouth to gag you because she's making you moan too loud T.T ( creaming my pants. )

good thing her bedroom is big enough to stop the obscene but beautiful sounds you're making from reaching other rooms and ears besides her own. can't have anyone else hearing how good she's making you feel—but bein completely honest, she would absolutely adore to let the whole world know.

“I can tell you want more” her voice a low hum against your neck, lightly nibbling on the skin while her hands hold you in place beneath her. crying from overstimulation definitely counts as wanting more in cait's horny mind, alright?

“shush.”

It's a bit rude to bring a girl to multiple orgasms and tell her to be quiet…but it's not like you have the ability to complain right now. you know, fingers pressing deep against your tongue and all.

her mean actions do have a good explanation though. she can't have her parents walking in again. poor cassandra…finding your daughter with her whole face buried in between a girl's thighs is not the most ideal situation.

THAT'S why the young woman wants you to shut the fuck up. ( plus, it's hot when you get whiny and she feels your hips stutter underneath hers. )

“we can go for a bit longer, can we love? yes, I know you can take it.” the sweet, gentle whispered words coming out of Caitlyn's mouth are a clear contrast of the rough and steady thrusts of her pelvis against your own.

at this rate she might need to push your face down onto the pillow. sigh.

[hypnagogics]

CHATTAL3LELE FUCK the way vi kisses caits body...the LITTLE GIGGLE OMG the way she goes "i don't fucking care" OHHHHH MY LESBIANS

[ysaona]

My body, her choice.

[princesssmars]

someone had this thought with ellie and abby but the thought of vi and cait with a (high)femme girlfriend is killing me.

vi would think the things you get are so expensive its ridiculous. she indulges a bit into her hobbies sure but when she learns the amount you spend on your nails she nearly faints. takes her a bit to learn all of the different nail shapes and ur favorite designs because when you first ask her she's like "the normal kind babe idk". don't even get her started on the clothes you get. she'll stop complaining if you give her a little fashion show. which most of the ends with her groping you and begging you to let her fuck you with her fingers???

cait is more used to the expenses and normalcy of you frequently getting your nails and hair done. most of the time she's offering to pay for it anyway. if you ask her what shape you should get your nails in she will pause for a solid minute before telling you the exact shape that fits your hands and personality the best. she will also tag along with you to buy you some new clothes, folding when you beg and bat your lashes for her to try on some dresses with you. and if that ends with you on your knees eating her out while she's biting down on her hand for dear life that's nobody else's business!

[snakes-of-the-undercity]

OH MY GOD THESE LESBIANS ARE REALLY GOING TO TOWN AREN’T THEY—

[arcait]

Caitvi breakup + reunion?

18+. brief, unsexy smut under the cut. also angst

1050 words

read it on ao3

~

A breakup is like the girls’ separation that we see them go through in s1, but it’s worse. Because the thing between them isn’t unspoken now - there’s no denying the pain of it all, the intense longing both Cait and Vi feel. 

Cait tells herself Vi is being stubborn: she’s the one who broke it off, spouting an obvious lie about how she needs to focus on getting Powder back, on figuring out how to help everyone she knows in Zaun. Vi had said it like she was the one who cared about being part of a cause, not Cait. 

Cait knows Vi is headstrong, and won’t be the one to try to win Cait back. Maybe Vi convinced herself of what she told Cait because she felt like she was distracted, or she was embarrassed by constantly being in the presence of snobbish Piltover citizens. Vi’s pride can be annoying, but she’ll get over herself eventually. Once she does, Cait’s anger at the other girl will have passed, and then they can get through this. Just like they have before, sort of.

Cait has to tell herself this, because the alternative is too much. 

The alternative, of course, is that Vi realized how deep in with Cait she had not only allowed herself to become, but done so enthusiastically. If one day she woke up and got psyched out by her feelings, there is nothing Cait can do. She can’t wait out Vi’s fear like she can Vi’s… ego. 

Cait can only lie to herself so much. After a month, she elects to simply stop thinking of Vi. She scribbles out hastily written notes, listens to her parents more. She also makes herself finish again and again each night, even when it’s clear her body doesn’t care to. Cait ignores the sweat on her brow, the rawness of her entrance as she pushes her fingers further in and presses even harder on her clit. 

Cait was hardly a virgin when she met Vi, but the orgasms Vi had given her were unlike anything Cait had ever felt. And Cait is as loving as she is lovely, and she wanted to share everything with Vi, especially in the heat of the moment, and so she had told her that, and Vi had smirked and let her chest puff up with pride as she smirked and said okay cupcake, let’s see how many more you’ve got in you -

So Cait makes herself cum faster and more times than Vi ever had. It’s never as hard, but Cait doesn’t mind. Or she tries not to, at least. 

~

Vi tries to numb herself after she does it, and finds it works way too well. 

She felt dirty after the fight with Cait. Guilty, like she had something wrong and was going to get in trouble. And that just pissed Vi off, because there’s no one around to scold her. She doesn’t have parents like Cait does, no one close enough to chastise or talk some sense into her. That’s probably why Vi was able to go through with what she did to Cait.

It makes Vi so, so upset that she always feels like she’s doing everything wrong. It’s such a fucking burden to carry around, and Vi doesn’t even know why she has it.

She wants it to disappear, that and the gaping feeling in her chest left behind by Cait, so she spends her time training. Vi punches the bags until her knuckles bleed through the wraps, and then she keeps going. She thinks it’ll make her tougher, strengthen her skin and condition her body into being more tolerant of the pain. That’s not what happens. Each day, without fail, Vi reaches a block, and no matter how hard she tries, she can’t hit as hard as she does in a real fight.

Vi realizes the stakes must not be high enough, and she laughs bitterly. Aren’t the stakes always too high? Isn’t that why she left Caitlyn, alone in her bed wearing nothing but the set Vi had told her she liked? Isn’t that why Vi is so intent on reminding Jinx that she’s actually Powder?

Her hands are so bruised she can’t feel or move them properly. Vi becomes sluggish. Lazy.

After that, Vi tries a few times to go home with women she meets at bars. They all have dark hair, know their way around a weapon. But that numbness Vi thought she wanted so much has fully seeped in, and she can’t feel anything. It doesn’t bother Vi that she doesn’t get wet - it’s better not to, in fact, because the point of this is to remind herself that she has power, and can make someone shake underneath her. But everything is off. Vi can’t bring herself to pay enough attention to all these bodies, so she can’t tell what they like or when they’re close. Each night ends with Vi and the other girl unsatisfied and awkward.

Once or twice, Vi snakes her hand down her own pants. But nothing compares to the sheer intimacy she experienced with Cait, and Vi doesn’t think she deserves to feel that way after how she hurt Cait. Besides, she wants to prove to someone - even if it’s just herself - that she doesn’t need to feel good. Feeling good is a luxury. And luxuries aren’t for Vi. They’re for people like Cait. 

~

It takes awhile for them to trust each other when they get back together. It isn’t pretty, it’s messy and imperfect and they fight more often than not. They’re apart five months, not long in the scheme of things, but it feels like they have to re learn everything. 

But they make it. Cait is somehow even more patient, and Vi makes it a mission of hers to be understanding. When Vi shows up in Piltover, Cait makes her swear that she will never leave her again, not a third time, because Cait doesn’t know what will happen to either of them if Vi walks away. 

And when Vi nods, Cait does something that she hasn’t does in five months.

She smiles. Exhausted and relieved, Cait thinks she might be happy. And then, she takes Vi’s hands. They’re more bruised than Cait remembers, but she couldn’t care less.

[briannaqrites]

Caitlyn Kiramman

Caitlyn came home from a long day of work, just wanting to see her girlfriend. She immediately noticed you on the couch, eating ice cream.

She took off her jacket and kicked off her shoes, walking to you and sitting beside you. She didn’t waste anytime leaning into you, kissing your cheek. “You’re home late” you muttered as you let the ice cream melt in your mouth.

She nodded, sitting back up normally and exhaling. “Still can’t figure out who this girl is, y’know?”

You just nodded in response, crossing your legs and setting the ice cream along with the spoon onto the coffee table. She turned her head to you, looking you up and down before speaking again. “Why are you so quiet today, hm?”

You shrugged, patting her knee before standing up. “I dont know, im gonna take a bath if you wanna come” you invited as you were already heading to the bathroom.

Caitlyn quickly got up and followed, taking off her shirt as she did.

Once you were both in the bath, caitlyn was sitting behind you, your back against her chest as you ranted about your day.

“He’s just so weird, you know?” You said in annoyance, Caitlyn just hummed in response. She lifted up your hair, putting it in a slightly messy bun and pressed a kiss to your temple.

You sighed, leaning your head back against her shoulder. “I’m not being a control freak, right? He should just get his work done” You started up again. “No you aren’t baby. You’re right, you always are” She replied.

She wrapped her arms around your waist, sighing. “I missed you, a lot” She mumbled, kissing your temple yet again.

You smiled, turning your head and kissing her collarbone. “I missed you too, baby”.

Her expression slightly changed and she moved her hands under the water, resting them on your thighs. “You’re beautiful, you know that?” She said, her gaze shifting to your body.

“You only tell me a million times a day” You answered, laughing a bit. Your eyes trailed to her hands, humming. “My legs are so sore from all that walking” You admitted, sighing.

She moved her hands higher up your thighs. “Here? or…” She moved her hands to your inner thighs. “Here?”

You raised your eyebrows, instinctively opening your legs a bit. At the silence, she let out a loud exhale before speaking again. “Answer me”

“A little higher” You quickly responded and she nodded. “That’s my girl”. She moved her hands a bit higher, so close to where you wanted them. You let out a whine, growing a bit impatient. “Come on cait, please?”

If she didn’t want you so bad, she would’ve made you beg more.. but that wasn’t the case. She moved one of her hands up to your breast, resting her hand on top of it.

She put a bit of pressure on your clit, ripping a whimper out of you. She smiled at the noise, rubbing in slow circles. “What do you say, hm?”

You put your hands over your face, closing your eyes. “Thank you” You muttered out. She huffed, lifting up your hips with hers and landing a harsh slap on your cunt. “I can’t fucking hear you”

You let out a loud gasp. “Thankyousomuch” you quickly responded. She hummed in contentment, putting her hand back on your clit and rubbing at a faster pace. “There you go, being so good f’ me”

Your mouth opened, letting out a moan. “mhm!” you squeaked. She suddenly stopped, her hand softly squeezing your breast. You pouted in disappointment, lifting your head a bit. “Why’d you stop?”

She looked at your face, two of her fingers suddenly sliding inside of you. The face you made had her biting back a smile, soft pants leaving your lips.

She pumped her fingers into you, kissing your head as you squirmed and whined. “You’re taking it so well, being so good” She whispered, kissing your ear.

You lifted up your hips a bit, your hand gripping her wrist. “Fuck!” You moaned out, your face turning a light shade of red.

She only moved her fingers faster, working them inside of you. She lived for your voice, your soft sounds driving her nearly insane.

“Close? I can feel you clenching around me like a slut”. The sudden degradation made you let out a louder moan, nodding frantically.

She curled her fingers, hitting that spot she knew all too well. Your grip on her wrist got tighter, your eyes squeezing shut. “Come on baby, you can do it. You’re taking it so well, aren’t you?” She said. “Mhm, im taking it for you” You whined out, your moans turning into short whimpers.

Your breathing got quicker as you felt that knot form in your stomach, the feeling almost becoming overwhelming. She moved her other hand down, rubbing your clit in fast circles.

You threw your head back, finishing a few seconds later as you let out a string of curses. She continued on, pulling out when you started panting.

She washed your hair after, laying in bed with you and holding you until you fell asleep

[my-taintedheart]

Act 3 of Arcane !!

CaitVi

CaitVi

CaitVi

*i whisper in absolute glee*

CaitVi sesbian lex scene?!?! YIPPEE!! Literally screamed out in joy (I recorded the WHOLE thing) IT WAS SO TASTY, VI CONFIRMED A MUNCH?!?! 🤭🤭 trust when I say I watched the WHOLE thing (and rewatched it after I finished act 3..)

Episode 8 everyone!! 🤗🤗

[thehorniestchair]

WARNING: N$FW AHEAD

I am a trans cait fan 👏👏 also please be nice this is my first time drawing spicy art ☝️

[a-for-apocalypse]

"waited 3 years for this"- no i waited 22 years of my life for arcane. it's a love letter to lesbians and butches and femmes and all the people who remember what it was like to cry tears of joy when korrasami held hands for seven seconds on screen and for the first time felt seen.

korrasami, bubbline, catradora, caitvi- we're way past running guys, we're finally fucking flying

CAITVI SESBIAN LEX GUYS SESBIAN LEX

[fakevalentine]

caitvi x reader but there the dominant ones

female reader x violet x caitlyn kiramman

your hands are restricted against the headboard, and it didn’t matter how hard you pulled, they wouldn’t loosen or set you free. you wished you realised that earlier, your wrists now red and irritated from the metal handcuffs. caitlyn’s cuffs that she fucking used for work.

your eyes are blown wide, your cheeks stained with tears of frustration as you watched the sheriff and zaunite messily make out, both of them on either side of you. and they were completely ignoring you, you might as well not be there at all— not that you exactly minded the sight inches away from you, but poor you were soaking through your underwear, thighs squeezing together in a desperate search of pleasure.

they both looked so pretty, grabbing and pulling at each other. you watched intensely as caitlyn’s hand tugged at vi’s hair lightly, making her groan. you whined as they pulled away, a small string of saliva held the connection between their lips, vi’s thumb swiping over cait’s bottom lip to rid of it.

that’s when they turned to you, and you suddenly feel pathetic, all the pleading and crying you planned on doing for their attention disappearing from your fuzzy mind. “you need something?” vi teases and you pout, hearing caitlyn tut at her from your right. “she’s just impatient, aren’t you, sweet girl?” caitlyn's condescending tone made you dizzy, leaning into her touch when she brushed the stray tears from your flushed cheeks as you nodded.

you sigh in relief as cait leans in, softly pressing her lips to yours, pulling away after only a second. “n-no, please. please…” you tug at the restrains again as vi’s larger hand slips between your thighs, forcing your legs open. “she really is.”

[hypnagogics]

guys should i write the caitvi scene....in my own words..is that something yall would wanna see