#caitlyn smut

[lost-gladiator]

like i love my wife

Hi! Do you take requests?

If so, I think a fic bases on this excerpt:

"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"

of your cailtyn story would be phenomenal 🙏

If you don't, feel free to ignore this! :)

Let's start by saying Caitlyn knows how to eat pussy and loves doing it :3 babe could have it for breakfast, lunch, dinner and even dessert. she wouldn't call herself an expert per se, but she's quite proud of her talent.

sure, receiving it feels good—but what's better than knowing you're making a girl cum with just your mouth? to cait, absolutely nothing. the moans, the hair-pulling, the thighs clenching against her head ♡ ugh chef's kiss.

( she came untouched a few times from it but you did not hear it from me ok? )

it's usually one the first things she does when you successfully sneak into her room. like a reward for getting through massive place she calls home without anyone noticing.

your back against the bed and legs immediately spread to expose the sight she absolutely adores. god, she could just stare at it forever and it'd still have the same effect in between her own legs. new panties are needed.

she doesn't dive in face-first like an animal the second your clothes are off, even if she does feel like a starved woman. she starts by slowly kissing your thighs and caressing any bit of skin she can, hand sneaking up your abdomen and ribs to massage your breasts a little—don't mind it.

“Should I continue?” cocky because she already knows the answer is a breathy ‘yes, please’.

oh and she gets way more cocky once she finally starts working on you, soft and slow stripes and twirls with her tongue. nothing fancy yet; she wants to tease a little more.

the second your hips start bucking into her mouth though? girl, grab onto something because she takes the signs IMMEDIATELY.

legs propped up on her shoulder while her hands hold your hips down to keep control of them. the slurping sounds are almost pornographic with how sloppy she's being. no whine coming from you is gonna make her stop any time soon. she's enjoying it waaaay to much already.

if she's feeling nice she will add a finger or two while sucking ๋࣭⭑ curling them just right inside you, not in-and-out like crazy. her tongue’s already lapping at you pretty fast so no need to overwhelm you…yet.

she wishes you would look down at her for a sec to see that pretty expression better, but she also understands it's her own fault that your head is thrown back against the bed, clenching around her fingers while pulling at her hair. what a curse to be so good at pleasing girls.

she knew speeding up her movements wasn't a smart thing to do so late at night as soon as the loud whine that escaped your lips reached her ears. obviously louder than the previous ones.

the heavy thump on the door when it opened proved her right.

“Caitlyn.”

of course it had to be her mother out of all people.

cassandra's eyebrows furrowed as she looked away with a small huff, trying to erase the sight from her mind by blinking and observing every detail on the window. she thought caitlyn was trying to sneak out and get involved with stuff she shouldn't like she had done in the past with serious cases or something, not this!

“It is 3 am; please take your… friend out of here.” a dismissive wave of her hand showed that there wasn't much room for arguing—none really because she's already out the door with a low mumble to herself before her daughter could say anything. tomorrow's talk is gonna be awful, that's for sure.

“just keep quiet some more, then you can go home, alright?” the blue haired girl softly whispered, leaning up and kissing the soft skin on your shoulder to reassure that you're not leaving until you get a few well deserved orgasms, her fingers already going back to rubbing small circles.

she's not gonna let a pretty girl leave her bedroom unsatisfied even if it means getting caught again.

[wrinkledtulip]

SMUT!! Caitlyn Kiramman x Fem!Reader

Caitlyn Kiramman x Fem! Reader

18+ Smut!! Fingering, praise, AFAB reader

It's my first time writing smut, or publishing on tumblr for that matter so pls be nice lol <3 Also this is unedited.

Life as an enforcer was always gonna keep you on your toes.

Whether it be chasing drunkards on the streets of Piltover, patrolling the overly large council grounds, or the occasional graveyard shift if the sheriff was cruel enough. 

But what you found most challenging of course, was learning to handle weaponry, at least the ones that weren’t your first choice.

For a strange yet defended reason, all enforcers were required in training to use a rifle, a standard gun. And so, had led to countless hours in the training facilities aiming for wooden targets. 

Technically, you could handle one. Yet your aim was not incredibly precise.

Ever since that Kiramman girl joined, the handling of guns seemed to reach for higher standards. Apparently her family was renowned for their handling of the weaponry. 

You hit the target every time but the sheriff expected bullseyes in a row. 

Huffling in frustration you reloaded the barrel, shouldering your rifle as you aimed once more. 

But as you peered through the iron scope, a posh voice rang out behind you. 

“You’re not hitting the bullseye because you have a poor trigger pull”

Kiramman. 

“Haven’t you got a cocktail party to be at Kiramman?” you huffed, lowering your weapon as you looked back at her. 

The two of you shared a brief moment of a solid yet intimidating stare, her blue eyes bearing down on you. 

You both laughed. 

“You know me better than that” she chuckled, knowing your words were nothing but playful banter. Despite her status and the other enforcer’s distaste of her, you had grown to like the girl. Though she had a tough exterior she was sweet and playful. 

“Come to show me up then I presume?” You said, rolling your eyes as she stepped closer to which her words caused her eyes to roll. 

“You know how pathetic it is watching you stand here for hours aiming over and over, we’ll lose bullet stock because of you” she spoke, shaking her head. 

“Well I have to practise, Marcus has been up our asses since he’s seen your shooting skills… he’ll do anything to keep you from winning if it means dragging the rest of us along” You huffed, shouldering your rifle again as you turned back to the range. 

“Oh” she sighed “I didn’t realise I had placed a burden like that onto you.”

There it was again, that softness that sought for nothing but do good for people. 

“I enjoy the challenge” you answered, hoping your truth would console her as you aimed and fired again. Your body shook slightly with the recoil as the bullet was about half an inch off bullseye. 

Caitlyn chuckled, shuffling through her pockets as she stepped behind you, balancing a coin atop of your rifle.

“Don’t you remember what I said before? Try again” she said.

“I don’t want your money.”

“That’s not what it’s for. I said, "Try again.”

She stepped back as you sighed, keeping your rifle still as the coin balanced on its smooth top.

You aimed again and as you fired, the echoing sound of a coin clattering to the ground could be heard.

“Now what was-”

“You have a poor trigger pull.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

You sighed, agitated by her unexplained actions.

“You should be able to fire without the coin falling, it means you move the gun as you pull the trigger and you can’t properly withstand its recoil” she explained, stepping back towards you as her hands reached out to your form.

“Your stance isn’t firm either. Open up your chest a little more and stand with your legs wider” she stated, her hands moving in correspondence with her words as she adjusted your shoulders and hips, her fingertips grazing your form.

“Try again.”

So you did, focusing as you aimed once more and fired. This time it was closer to the centre of the target, your body the stiller as the impact of the recoil began to subside. 

“Better. You just move the gun when you pull the trigger, learn to isolate your finger, you need more finger strength, I suggest working on that before you create a bullet shortage” she said with a small smirk, raising her eyebrows as she looked out to the target. 

“And how would I do that?” you huffed, lowering your weapon. 

“Just exercise it” she shrugged.

“And how would I do that?” you sighed, turning to her. In genuine curiosity you had no clue how to exercise it apart from just shooting, but that would waste bullets.

“I have my own ways of doing it.”

So that’s how you ended up in Kiramman’s bed, a withering mess as she showed you her own ‘special’ ways of literal fingering exercises. 

She had you bent over her lap, her legs crossed to raise your hips as her spare hand roaming over your backside as you moaned into her silk covers. The subtle echo of her fingers squelching in your hole could be heard.

"Not so tough are you now pretty girl?" she cooed, smirking down at you. By now you were bound to be leaking across her thigh as her fingers slipped in and out of your hole. Every time you inched closer to a release, she would just roam her fingers across your folds instead.

"Kiramman please.."

"My name is Caitlyn" she said, that dominant tone in her voice. The same tone she used to get you to lift up your own dress and pull your own panties down for her. God, it sent shivers down your spine.

"Caitlyn please-"

"You finish when I say you can finish" she commanded, her finger slipping back inside you, eliciting a long whine as you gripped at her bedsheets. Her fingers curled to hit that sweet spot inside you, sending electricity through your body as she only smirked at your needy whines. It was clear you were desperate for release; her fingers were soaked as a small stain began to appear on the fabric of her thigh as you leaked in need of proper release.

"I thought this was a finger exercise-" you whined out.

"It is, for me at least, you just get to enjoy the benefits of it" she said in that sweet little smartass voice of hers as her fingers curled up inside you again, causing another loud moan to slip from your throat.

"fuck, just let me cum" you whined, your thighs trembling in anticipation as your body begged for that high, evident in the pleasurable sounds that escaped your lips.

"Ask me properly and I just might" She said, continuing to slip her fingers in and out of you.

"Caitlyn please... please let me cum" you begged quietly, gripping at the bedsheets as you could barely keep it together anymore. She leaned in, whispering in your ear as she smirked, her fingers speeding up.

"That's a good girl" she cooed. You moaned needily.

Her fingers moved quickly inside you, sliding in to continuously press up against that sweet spot. Your thighs began to clench around her hand yet she persisted as she whined and moaned. You felt that knot in your stomach begin to build as your increased volume made it evidence, however Caitlyn showed no intention of stopping or slowing down anytime soon. Just what you wanted. Every moment felt like ecstasy as she pulled you to her high, shuddering and moaning as she felt you come undone upon her fingertips. She rode out your high, continuing to milk you of your essence until you settled to a whimpering pant, feeling her fingers slowly slip out of you.

You glanced back to see her tongue swirl around her own fingertips, your sticky consequences being lapped up by her tongue as a dirty smirk rested upon her face.

"Those aren't even your trigger fingers-"

"So? Is there a problem darling?"

"No."

"Good girl."

[gowonminajxx]

can someone write them having hate sex thx

[r3starttt]

𝐊!𝐍𝐊𝐓𝕲𝐁3𝐑 ♱ུ⃛ᰭ by 𝖗.𝖘𝖗𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖙𝖙

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[TAGLIST]

This is a series of short blurbs-drabbles-one shots that contain explicit sexual content and potentially triggering themes. Viewer discretion is advised. ©𝖗.𝖘𝖗𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖙𝖙

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‣̲ ❪ 01) BREEDING KINK dom! Abby

‣̲ ❪ 02) MOMMY KINK soft!dom! Dina

‣̲ ❪ 03) FACE SITTING dom! Abby

‣̲ ❪ 04) PRAISE KINK soft!dom! Caitlyn

‣̲ ❪ 05) MARKING KINK sub! Vi

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‣̲ ❪ 08) PRAISE KINK soft!dom! Dina

‣̲ ❪ 09) GHOSTFACE dom! Abby

‣̲ ❪ 10) MIRROR SEX dom! Caitlyn

‣̲ ❪ 11) DACRYPHILIA dom! Ellie

‣̲ ❪ 12) HAIR PULLING sub! Caitlyn

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‣̲ ❪ 15) BONDAGE sub! Abby

‣̲ ❪ 16) GUN PLAY dom! Caitlyn

‣̲ ❪ 17) BLADDER CONTROL dom! Abby

‣̲ ❪ 18) GHOSTFACE dom! Ellie

‣̲ ❪ 19) WAX PLAY sub! Caitlyn

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‣̲ ❪ 22) WEREWOLF reader x Abby

‣̲ ❪ 23) VAMPIRE reader x Caitlyn

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‣̲ ❪ 25) HUNTER ellie x vamp! reader

‣̲ ❪ 26) VAMPIRE dina x reader

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‣̲ ❪ 28) VAMPIRE ELLABS

‣̲ ❪ 29) GHOSTFACE CAITVI

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‣̲ ❪ 31) JENNIFER'S BODY Abby x reader

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Please note that everything depicted is fictional, created purely for entertainment and creative exploration.

Remember, consent is key—"no" always means "no," without exception. I do not support or condone any dangerous, non-consensual behavior, unhealthy power dynamics, significant age differences, or actions that are disrespectful or harmful. These works are fictional and meant to explore darker elements of fanfiction as a creative exercise.

If you feel that any content is offensive or disrespectful, please inform me, and I will address it immediately. It is never my intent to offend or harm anyone.

[hexxedcore]

18+ MDNI

caitlyn, who is shameless in pampering you and spoiling you. you deserve only the best, of course, and with her family luxury it isn’t as though the expenses will be missed by her parents.

caitlyn, who makes sure her purchases are going to good use by making you test out each pair of lacy navy panties she buys with her.

caitlyn, who indulges in a well-deserved form of stress relief in the shape of you after coming home from her new demanding position beside ambessa. who essentially gets pussy drunk after driving you past your fragile limits.

caitlyn, who takes advantage of her family’s spacious mansion to take you just about anywhere and everywhere should the desire arise. tobias still refuses to sit on the common room lounge.

caitlyn, who apologises for each hour she was away by punctuating them in kisses up your thighs before she eats you out. who takes you with the hunger of a starving woman.

[redr0sewrites]

ahem ahem... I saw your requests were open and i am viciously starving for arcane content sooooooo

Praise n Mommy kink w/ Service top Caitlyn x fem reader? 👀

Decent...?

🥀A/n : GRRRRR I LOVE U FOR THIS- it has a twist at the end i really enjoyed hehe, so i hope u like it too!!! gen considering making this a series...

🥀 Pairing(s) : Caitlyn x fem!reader

🥀Cw : smut, aftercare/fluff at the end, mommy kink, praise, safeword mention, pwp, Vi walks on on yall at the end, sub!fem!reader

🥀 minors dni

you hurry up towards Caitlyn's room, navigating the familiar passageways of her mansion towards your lover. you were stopping by to visit her after hearing about her return to Piltover, and you couldn't deny that you were excited to hear about the experience. she had sent you a letter in the middle of her trip, but you were practically dying for more details.

while it had only been a few days since you'd last seen her, you were already bubbling with anticipation. you had heard all about her theories and hoped, for her sake, she had caught a lead.

you had also heard about her escapades with a certain red head from the undercity, and above all, you were intrigued about the new acquaintance she had seemingly made.

as you approached the door to her room, you felt a moment of hesitation overcome you as your hand hovers over the door knob. you hope she wasn't too tired, Caitlyn had a tendency to wear herself out after long days and difficult jobs. you didn't want to wake her if she was sleeping, but your desire to see her trumps your worries.

knock, knock.

you gently knock on the door, and after a beat of silence, a familiar voice beckons you in. however, before you could enter, Caitlyn opens the door without you even touching the handle and pulls you into a tight hug.

"hey, baby.. you okay?" you ask, gently carding a hand through her hair. she releases you, a tired but warm smile on her face. "i'm better now that you're here, darling." she gently pulls you into her room, closing the door to reveal its emptiness. you were both relieved and disappointed, as you were hoping to meet Vi, but grateful for the time alone.

the room is quiet as you move towards the bed and sit down, the mattress dipping beneath you. you kick off your shoes before climbing fully onto the bed and, after a beat of silence, you broke the tension.

"soo... how'd it go?" Caitlyn heaves a sigh, flopping down beside you on the bed and groaning. she takes off her shoes and outer layers, and begins to rant. "so much happened, it was incredible, and terrible, and life-changing all at once... and even after all that we- I failed. i found the truth about the undercity, about the crystal, everything, and yet- i couldn't retrieve it." Caitlyn sighs again, and turns to press a kiss to your temple.

"i'm sorry.." you whisper, unsure of what to say. fuck, why is comforting people so hard? Caitlyn chuckles, her breath light against the side of your face. "it's okay, none of it is your fault. i'm just a bit... stressed, darling. nothing to apologize for."

Caitlyn's gaze meets yours, and your breath hitches as clear blue eyes meet yours. "y'know.. i know something that can help with stress," you tease, and shoot Caitlyn a corny wink. she bursts out laughing, lurching forward slightly and your noses brush together as you both giggle.

"oh, shut it, you!" she laughs, but pulls you into a kiss. the mattress creaks slightly as she gets onto her knees, and you follow her lead. she sits up on the bed and you follow, lips chasing hers as she ravishes you.

"mngh.."

the soft whine that escapes your lips made your cheeks heat as Caitlyn pulls you onto her lap. how is this woman so composed? her lips immediately find yours again as she pulls you in, both of her hands frame your face as you meet in another electric kiss.

even though it had only been a few days since you had seen eachother, Caitlyn was determined to make it up to you.

you struggle to ground yourself, gasping between kisses as Caitlyn gently pushes you down upon the bed. she moves to straddle you, her muscular thighs are firm against you and in the moment, you can think of nothing but her. fuck, how did i pull her? the thought evaporates in an instant as she leans down to kiss you again, her skirt riding up as your lips press together.

this kiss is more fierce, a sloppy and entrancing mixture of teeth and tongue. delicate hands travel down to your waist as your back arches off the bed, and you feel a twinge in your gut as Caitlyn rolls her hips against you. "hngh-" you gasp, and Caitlyn pulls away slightly to take in your flushed features.

"is this okay, darling?" you nod fervently, your back arches slightly as your hands find purchase on her hips. Caitlyn chuckles at your enthusiasm but says nothing, before climbing off of you completely. you almost let out an indignant whine, when Caitlyn quickly begins to undress. immediately understanding, you follow her lead, until your both bare except for your undergarments.

"your so pretty, darling," she murmurs, and kisses your collarbone. your breath hitches as her trail of lovemarks and affection travels lower and lower, until she reaches your navel.

Caitlyn presses a gentle kiss on your happy trail before hooking her fingers through the waistband of your soaked panties. her gaze drifts down to your drooly pussy, yet she doesn't move an inch.

"is this okay, my sweet?" the sight of her piercing gaze on your clothed cunt combined with her velvetty words made you tremble, and you nod yet again. your brain is already turned to mush, and both of you know that you're too far gone for words at this point. you have been dating Caitlyn for a few months, and yet you still fold from just a few simple touches. maybe you are pussy whipped.

Caitlyn removed your panties and tosses them to the side before gently toying with your soaked pussy. you clench around nothing as nimble fingers trace through your folds, gathering your slick.

"already so wet, such a good girl," Caitlyn whispers, before leaning down to press a kiss on your clit. simultaneously, she curls a finger inside you, slowly stretching out your gummy walls and easing you into a comfortable rhythm. you can't help but squirm at the intrusion, and the addition of another finger only makes your brain more fuzzy.

"thats it, that's my girl," she coos, curling two fingers against a spot that makes you see stars. at the same time Caitlyn leans down and licks a stripe up your cunt, sucking on your pulsing clit and stimulating all the places her fingers can't reach. "o-oh!" you gasp, your back immediately arching as you begin to slowly grind against her face, desperate for friction. Caitlyn chuckles against your aching cunt, and the vibrations against your pussy make your head spin.

"ffuck- Caitlynnghhg-" you mewl as she slips a third finger into your clenching heat. your slick coats her lips and fingers, and you can feel your release approaching. "m close, please please mommy-" you whine, throwing your head back as your thighs begin to tremble. your lover notices the familiar pet name and realizes how close you are, and begins to speed up her fingers' pace.

in tandem with her strokes, Caitlyn sucks harder on your clit, her tongue working wonders as it swirls over your needy bud. "mommy, please-" you keen, feeling the coil in your stomach tightening to a breaking point.

your cunt flutters and siezes around her fingers as she pushes you over the precipice. with a final, guttural moan, your back arches and your thighs squeeze around your lovers head as your first orgasm of the night washes over you.

as you begin to come down from your high, you realize that Caitlyn has stood up and is scuffling around by your bedside table. your stomach flips in excitement as you see her take out a familiar strap. Caitlyn quickly joins you on the bed, and fastens the harness.

"you did s'good for me, darling, so good. now, i need you to suck on mommy's cock n' get it all wet, okay?" your cheeks flush at her words, and you realize how lewd you had sounded before. "don't get shy on me darling, i need you to stay with me. now, open up, okay?" Caitlyn reaches out to grab your face as you lay on your stomach in front of her. your neck cranes to "taste" her silicone dick as it rubs against your cheek, and you take her cock in your mouth.

you make sure to swirl your tongue over the tip, making direct eye contact with Caitlyn as you do so. a sliver of drool slips past your lips and she doesn't hesitate to scoop it up with her thumb. the amount of trust between you two, combined with the vulnerability of your position, only makes you more needy.

Caitlyn gently pulls her strap out of your mouth, careful not to move around to much lest she choke you. her silicone cock is dripping with your own spit, and she orders you to lay back on the bed.

"relax, dear, just give me a second.." Caitlyn murmurs, crawling atop you and aligning her dripping strap with your soaked cunt. she pauses as she rubs her dick against your folds, and makes eye contact with you. "do you remember the safeword?" you nod, tucking your head into the crook of her neck and whispering it in her ear.

"good girl," Caitlyn murmurs, almost absentmindedly. she aligns her strap with your aching cunt, one hand rubbing soothing circles on your thigh while the other toys with your clit. "your so sweet for me.." she whispers, and slowly begins to push her cock inside of your cunt. you mewl at the intrusion, burying your head into thr crook of her neck as your gummy walls clamp down on her strap.

"you can take it, darling," Caitlyn purrs, and thrusts fully into your soaked heat. swift fingers continue to toy with your clit as you fall apart, crumbling even though she hasn't even moved yet. Caitlyn seems to realize this, and slowly pulls out before pushing her cock back inside of you. her strap reaches places inside of your pussy that your fingers could never hit, and your eyes roll back from pleasure.

"mnghh-ommy!" the term of endearment slips out yet again before you even have the time to think, and Caitlyn curses under her breath. her thrusts begin to increase in pace, reaching deeper and deeper inside you as tears well up in your eyes. the pleasure is mind numbing as she continues to circle your clit with her thumb, and your hips instinctively roll up off the bed towards her touch.

Caitlyn's hair slips over her shoulders, framing the both of you in an indigo silhouette. you can already feel your release beginning to build as Caitlyn thrusts in, buried to the hilt in your sloppy pussy. your clit pulses beneath her touch, already yearning for release.

"mommy, please," you mewl tearily, thighs quaking as your eyes roll back into your head. "m close-" Caitlyn shuts you up with a kiss, burying her tongue in your mouth. you can taste your own slick, and the thought only makes you needier. Caitlyn's thrusts begin to grow sporadic as the bed shakes, and you know that you won't last much longer.

as if on cue, Caitlyn breaks away from your kiss to whisper in your ear. "its okay, baby, you can cum," she murmurs, accentuating her words with a deep thrust. the tip of her cock ever so gently brushes against your cervix and you sob from the mixture of pain and pleasure. the coil in your abdomen is tightening beyond belief, and a few more wanton moans fall past your lips.

Caitlyn rolls her hips especially deep, rocking against you as the sound of skin slapping against skin and your own moans drown your senses.

"go on, hah, darling. you can cum," Caitlyn's voice slurs, her breath tickles your face as your bodies collide. all it takes are these few words for you to come undone, your back arches and your eyes roll back as you fall into ecstasy. tears stream down your face as pleasure washes over you like a tidal wave.

as you come down from your euphoric high, Caitlyn presses soft kisses across your face. "you did so good for me, my sweet, so good. 'm so proud," she coos, brushing the hair out of your face and pressing a kiss to your sweaty forehead. all you can do is nod, too fucked out for anything else.

"lets get you cleaned up, okay darling?" again, you nod, melting into her embrace as she scoops you up. and head towards the bathroom. fuck, she's strong, you think, nestling into her embrace as she presses yet another kiss to your forehead. you wouldn't have it any other way.

suddenly, a knock on the door startles you both and, without warning, a red haired girl barges in.

"Caitlyn! i have something to- OH SHIT" the girl turns away, face almost turning the color of her hair in shock. you rush to cover yourself with a nearby robe, flushing under the scrutiny of the stranger in front of you. Vi, you recognized internally. Caitlyn had only been able to send you one letter while she was in the undercity, but it had told you a bit about the red haired stranger in front of you.

"Vi! what did i tell you about knocking!" Caitlyn is flushed, and quickly wraps a towel around her bare form. Vi, clearly embarrassed, turns away, and you can't help but laugh at the sight of such a gruff individual looking so awkward.

Caitlyn soon joins you in your laughter, and Vi rolls her eyes. "can you two please get decent so i can talk to you?" she huffs, and you can't help but smile. "alright, alright", Caitlyn sighs, pressing a kiss to your temple. "you bathe without me, okay? i'll join you in a minute, after i get decent". she accentuates the last words in a mocking tone, and Vi grumbles again. "lovebirds.." she sighs, and leaves the room, closing the door behind her.

"that should teach her to knock," you giggle, and Caitlyn shoots you a look. "knowing her, it won't," she chuckles, and you squeeze her hand. you can tell she's concerned about whatever Vi had to say, and you know how important this case is to her. "go talk to her, she wouldn't have barged in if it wasn't important."

"i don't want to leave you-"

"i can handle myself, Cait. now seriously, go. i think Vi will throw a fit if you don't join her soon," you reply, kissing Caitlyn again on the nose.

"i love you, darling," she murmurs, and you watch as she gets dressed. blowing you one last kiss, she leaves the room, where you can see Vi's silhouette in the hallway. Caitlyn closes the door behind her and you enter the bathroom, relaxed and content. you knew Caitlyn would join you soon, but for now, it would be best to enjoy a peaceful shower alone. you hope your next meeting with Vi would be less chaotic, and more, as she put it, decent.

Caitvi x reader slowburn multi chapter fic... what do yall think... ummm...... these woman are corrupting my brain hhhhhh..... aaaaaaaa!!! would yall want Decent to become a series?? anyways GOSH this took wayyyyyy too long like i could NOT finish the smutty part in the middle i hope it wasn't too obvious🙏🙏🙏 i actually really enjoyed this req ehhehee- hope u enjoyed too!!!

[mekakitsune]

dreaming abt caitvi and reader okaaaay

they are so versatile, both focus heavy and attentive. nights where they take the lead, pushing you into the plush mattress of caitlyns room and kissing their way down your body.

vi's heavy hands find your thighs, pushing them open and slotting herself between them, grinding down, desperate to hear those soft moans fall from your lips.

caitlyn's lips are on you, kissing your feverish skin and she whispers sweet words into your ears, hands tracing your body.

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laying against caitlyn with your legs spread, vi ruthlessly assaulting your cunt with her tongue. you whimper and arch into caitlyn, flushing as she coos in your ear.

"youre doing so good darling, is she making you feel good?" she muttered against your neck, eyes falling onto the delicious sight before her.

"so fuckin wet, god baby..." vi groans into you as you reach your high. caitlyns fingers find you breasts, tracing and tugging, adding to the intense pleasure you felt.

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eating caitlyn out while vi fucks you from behind....phewww

the sounds the both of you were making sent vi into a frenzy, hips slamming against you, hand in your hair guiding you to lap at caitlyns cunt.

gasps from above you egged you on, the taste of caitlyn on your tongue making you whimper, her slick covering your cheeks as she gushed around your tongue.

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CAITLYN FUCKING YOU FROM BEHIND WHILE EATING VI OUT....PHEWWWW

her thrusts are rough and percise, fingers surely bruising your hips as she slams into you. youre moaning into vi, hands grabbing at her strong thighs. her fingers are wrapped in your hair, holding you in place as you eat her out.

"fuck...gonna make me cum baby, keep goin'" she sighs, hips bucking into you. the praise falling from vi's lips sparked inside of you, twisting your stomach at the thought of her cumming for you, because of you.

caitlyns fingers wrap around and find your clit, rubbing at a rough pace to match her thrusts, making you whine wildly into vi.

"i want to see you both cum, c'mon...dont give up now sweetheart." caitlyn speaks from behind you, determined to make you fall apart, along with vi.

[angelsforthenight]

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suggestive — ✧

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but not kiss ༊

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mrs and mrs smith 𖤓

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subby top! sevika 𖤓

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[princesssmars]

thinkin about teaming up with caitlyn to give vi the most intense orgasms of her life. (fem/afab reader, firm believer vi loves topping/switching but i wanna give her some loving)

lets assume she didnt get much sexual experience in prison, just reduced to a few conversations about the basics with an older prison mate and furiously rubbing at herself to get the edge off. so when she gets into a relationship with you two she is the epitome of the word eager.

best exame would be when caitlyn bought vi her own strap (after showing her some of the ones shed used in the past and wanted to replace now that she was committed to the two of you.)

it's safe to say vi was obsessed with it. it was girthy, hot pink, and could pack a punch just like the woman it was attached to. it made her incredibly cocky (i had to), and you could see it in her face and that stupid smirk of hers after fucking you and cait dumb :|

she also wears it all the time, seriously its rare to see her out and about during the day and shes not packing. but yeah. during most of her sexual endeavors, vi is giving pleasure. she assures you that it gives her pleasure as well, clear by the lomg moans she'll let out while fucking you and the abundance of cum it leaves on the harness. but it still makes you and caitlyn curious.

it's a day where vi comes home looking exhausted, letting out a long groan as soon as she enters the threshold of your apartment. you come to greet her with a smile and a hug, your body warm at her tight embrace. you pull away to do The Thing, consisting of batting your eyelashes, running a hand down her neck and asking her with the sweetest voice you can muster to follow you to you three's shared bedroom. The Thing is the golden ticket to get vi to fuck you in any position you want. youd think shed become immune to it after using it nearly every day but nope.

while following you to your bed shes already tugging her pants down and tugging off her jacket, damning herself for not wearing her strap that day. she doesn't get long to dwell on it before slender hands are gripping her shoulders and pushing her to sit on the bed, a flurry of hands rushing to get the rest of her clothes off and mouths sucking marks onto her neck and shoulders.

she's stuttering for the first time since she was a kid, trying to ask what was going on when cait whispers in her ear that you both wanted to give her a special treat for being so good to you, both in and out of bed. its what she deserved, really.

and before she knows it she's moaning like a brothel girl with her legs spread and hovering her body over yours, your arms bringing her down into an arch so she can more easily take caitlyn's strap. her head is hot and her throat is sore from her sounds, almost embarrassed by them and the sounds coming from her cunt.

her groans are cut off by your mouth connecting with hers, the feeling of your tounge in her mouth making her feel dizzy. she's desperate at this point, moving her hips back and forth on the toy as caitlyn squishes the fat of her ass.

its in the middle of cait calling her a good puppy and you biting her on the neck when she's coming and creaming on the strap.

and then she's lying on her back, catching her breath and drifting off to sleep when she's made lucid again by you pinching her nipple with a giggle and a "you didnt think we were done, right?"

[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.

[alligaytur]

Can’t stop thinking about caitvi kisses after just a little too much time apart. Maybe it’s for business, Cait’s job. Maybe it’s some sort of personal endeavor. It doesn’t matter, really. Because Vi is tugging off the red jacket and throwing it haphazardly over the couch, and before she can inhale to call out for Caitlyn, she’s there. She pushing Vi up against the wall, breathing in the smell of her, feeling her ridged edges and sculpted muscle against her contrasting curves. “Jesus, Cait” Vi gasps out, but the only response she’s met with is a half whine/groan from Cait. And finally, when the taller girl does pull away, it’s to study her face and make sure everything is still in the right place, that it’s still her girl. There’s a beat that gets stuck, where both girls are too frightened to break the magic of the moment they’re stuck in. Like if one of them moves, the other will fade away and they’ll be left with the horrible ache of a dream. But the need for contact finally overcomes her fears. Cait crashes her lips into Vi and oh, does it feel good. It’s not like their usual kisses, no. It’s tongues and teeth, lips and gasps of air in between their fight for dominance. Hands move and grab whenever they can, moving to any exposed skin. Cait’s to the silver of stomach from Vi’s tank top moving up. Vi’s to the inch of skin between Cait’s tights and her dress’s hem. They try to breathe each other in, a little bit of spit stringing from their mouths when they do breathe from their previous struggle. Fuck, she missed her. And when they both tire of the door frame, and she carries her back to their bedroom, the same urgency will be carried out in everything they do. On both girls necks, their thighs, their stomachs. A physical reminder of how painful the distance was, of how much they need each other. Reminders of the effect they have on each other, even in the absence of the girls physical presence.

[hitmehardnsofttt]

CAITVI X READER…. NEED DAT

i have not even started it bestie i won’t lie but it’s coming lol i’ll probably start it after i watch act 2, crash out, and stay up all night

[r3starttt]

PRETTY PLEASE

CW: hate sex. mean! dom! Caitlyn. shower sex. strap-on sex. sucking on strap. degradation kink. choking. lots of slapping... everywhere

AN: for @clairoscharm <3 and all the Cait lovers surviving with crumbs | TAGLIST

Her hands hovered over the softness of your stomach. The warmth of the water mixed with the wet kisses being displayed on your neck. The sharpness of her teeth eventually biting at your skin, sucking and licking as her fingernails traced small patterns up your body

"Cait-" you tried to beg, desperate for anything of her. Her hand moved up your throat, her nails digging very slightly on each side. “oh shut up,” she groans, her other hand moving on the valley between your breasts, her arm barely caressing your hardened nipples, as desperate for attention as the rest of your body. “shut up, i dont wanna hear another stupidity out your mouth"

The pads of her fingers cupped your already wet pussy. It made you feel ridiculously exposed, you were supposed to feel bad, not get wet. But it's also what she wanted, to get you vulnerable so you would remember what your place was.

“you’re so fucking stupid,” she cooes, “aren’t you? can't do what I ask, mhm?" you shake your head rapidly, feeling her palm slap at your cunt. Her hips bucking to yours purposely giving you the smallest friction.

“no?" The hand on your neck moves up your jawline, to your chin and finally to pucker your cheeks, a slap on them before she let's go, taking a last glance of your already teary face with such proud on her eyes.

At each slap against your clit she presses a kiss on your shoulders, on your back and neck. Her other hand taking its chance to hold your breasts, her nails digging into your flesh, pinching and gripping harshly at your nipples and the soft skin around them.

The feeling- knowing shes making your hips twitch against hers- her fingers move between your folds, up and down without pressing much into your clit. Her palm rubbing against your pussy, with such ease she needs to moan with you.

Your body jerked, the stimulation on your clit, her hands eventually ssisoring your folds, her nails on your nipples, the slaps- a muffled cry rip from your throat. The salty of your tears mixing with the water.

"Did that hurt?" Her voice right next to your ear. You could see her from the corner of your eye- her mocking replied with a weak nod "Mhm quite a shame, isn't it?"

"But you're so wet?" Her finger abandoned your clit, moving to your lower back. Another spank followed by her firm grip, harsh against your flesh.

"Get on your knees" Suddendly the water feels heavy, way too hot. But you can't do else than to obbey.

The floor is slightly cold. It's tiles digging into your skin. You look up at her, struggling as the water keeps on running, each minute colder.

"What're you staring at?" Her hand comes closer to your chin again, leaning towards you. She smacks at your cheek. "Suck"

You take a good deep breath, your pupils in awe at the sight in fron of you, wrapping your lips round' the tip. Caitlyn's hands twine the locks on each side of your head, the pads of her fingers massaging tenderly. Her flushed face tilting down to get a nice look of you.

She presses her pelvis further upon your lip, forcing you to open up. Your lips part to make enough space for her strap to fit in. The grasp on your head tightens, pushing the strap to a greater extent that bounds it to the back wall of your throat.

You let out a couple of muffled moans, quickly shushed by her. “nuh-uh, take it,” tears springing from your eyes as you moan “see? isn’t it easy to obbey?”

You begin bobbing your head on your own, slow but deep. Her nails move to the back of your head, holding enough to give you liberty and let you do the work. Her clutch on your hair firmly enough, a non-verbal way to lead you.

Until you catch a pace decent enough for her, leaving your head alone to rest her hands against the cold tiles. Her pretty eyes never leaving yours.

There's something about it- her hair cascading on the sides of her face and down her back, the water running all over it, down her body. her chest raising and falling, her pretty breasts exposed for you, so tempting. Then her stomach, you can see it tensing.

But there's nothing like the sight right in front of your current position. Her legs, very slightly appart from each other. The water running down them, making them shine. And the strap, the way it hugs her skin, the way she bucks her hips against you-

Thrusting your head faster, her own moans and whines grow, overlapping with your quiet gags. The water blinding you, your mouth full and drooling for her. You can barely whine but it's there.

"good girl" her tone comes quiet but firm, mockingly. She's still mad at you and it elicts the most weak moan through your lips. Her eyes meeting yours as you fight the water to take a look of her.

All the light covered by her body. One of her hands comes back to the back of your head. She's close.

And from that on it just gets worse for you. Her hips thrusting the strap harder and deeper, your gags louder and more frequent. But she couldt care any less right now. "You deserve it, stop crying"

Her eyes narrow at you, eyebrows clenching at the bridge of her nose in annoyment, suddenly replaced by the overwhelming pleasure running all over her body. Her teeth bite her bottom lip, you can't really tell but her nose is scrunched a bit. You're mostly focused on not stopping, not until she's off her high.

Her eyes completely locked on yours, it makes you want to do anything for her. Anything to prove your worth it, you'll stay here for hours If that's what she needed, if that's what she wanted. You just wanted her to feel good.

You feel her fingers collect as much hair as possible. Tiny whimpers escaped her lips at each breath she took.

She pulled you of the strap with force. A trail of saliva connecting you to her and the drool down your chin running down your body along the warm water covering you both.

"Be good and take one more"

[novacqnes]

mrs officer // caitlyn kiramman

summary: over the course of a year caitlyn obsessively investigates one of piltover's most notorious criminals, and it culminates into a heated interrogation.

warning: mentions of violence and death, suggestive language

word count: 2.0k

pairing: caitlyn kiramman x fem reader

a/n: i took some inspo from the beloved killing eve when writing this

“she’s responsible for the deaths of over 50 enforcers and god knows who else—“

“are you even listening to me?” jayce asked.

“just let me think for a second.”

they stood on the opposite of a one way privacy film, glaring at the woman behind it. to their knowledge she’d committed numerous crimes against the city of piltover and despite being in police custody— she was far from done. 

jayce paced back and forth, seething. he wanted to storm in and interrogate her, even bringing her to tears if necessary with the horrors of stillwater. yet one thing held him back, caitlyn.

she’d hardly said a word since jayce announced your arrest. she’d fantasized about this moment for ages, obsessively following every clue and miniscule piece of evidence leading up to meeting you. 

the last few months you’d consumed every aspect of caitlyn’s being. she knew you better than she knew herself at that point. and one thing she was covinced of was that you’d purposely led them to you. 

you were meticulous, each crime was done efficiently and in the beginning you made sure to leave absolutely nothing behind. with no trail it would be only a matter of time before you disappeared, sparking waves of panic throughout the city until you struck again. 

however the moment caitlyn began following your case you grew sloppier and less calculated. complete derailing completely from your original methodology. initially she thought it was just pure luck but with each shred of evidence left behind there was a clear distinct message. 

you wanted her to find it. 

“i should talk to her first.”

“what?” he sputtered, his eyes narrowed into slits.

“i can get her to open up, just let me speak to her, please?”

begrudgingly jayce nodded, gesturing to the guard, “look, she’s handcuffed so she can’t hurt you—“

“that won’t matter.”

caitlyn stepped forward, a cold chill crawling up her spine as she walked into the gray room. despite the darkness, the blinding lights from the ceiling illuminating everything around her, including you. 

she couldn’t explain it, and it wasn’t because of the handcuffs but she wasn’t fearful. you were heavily bound yet the guards and jayce flinched with your every movement, meanwhile she just watched.

a small gleeful grin spread across face as caitlyn sauntered towards you. a glimmer of excitement sparked in your eyes as she got closer, a brisk wave of her scent filling the room. 

she was beautiful.

you’d only been able to admire her poise and elegance from afar but finally seeing her up close knocked all of the air from your lungs. a quick repeated thump came from your chest and your cheeks took on an extreme fervor. she sat across from you, on the opposite side of the table pulling out a thick file. 

“hi.” 

caitlyn couldn’t allow herself to be distracted by formalities. she furiously flipped through the pages within the folder to your latest attack, slamming in front of you. 

she began, “you’re currently the most wanted person in all of piltover. you have threatened the safety and well being of all citizens, and they won’t stop until you’re brought to justice.”

you gazed at the blurry picture, in it was a building demolished to nothing but pieces of rubble. 

“i don’t understand?”

she spat, “look closer.” 

leaning in closer you inspected the mountain of destruction. bodies were scattered everywhere, blood spatter decorating the decrepit pieces of the building. however at the very top of the hill you noticed a small gold circle glimmering through. engraved in it was the kiramman family sigil. 

“you left it for me. why?”

leaning back in your chair, you examined caitlyn even further. her crystal blue eyes held a look of determination and a tinge of light pink colored her cheeks.

and god was she cute too.

she wanted to seem more intimidating, scare you into whatever confession you were expected to give but she was failing— miserably. instead, you allowed your eyes to roam over her inspecting every inch of her sculpted frame.

“you have such pretty eyes,” you teased. 

the splotches of pink deepened to a fiery red hue. caitlyn faltered for a moment, she felt like she was losing at this complex imaginary game the both of you were playing. 

she should’ve expected this. 

you’re a flirt, it was evident at every scene, you wanted to show off and even in custody it was no different. being stern wasn’t going to work. 

“why the sigil, y/n?” she said, this time with a softer tone. she leaned forward allowing her hair to fall beautifully at her shoulders. she ran her fingertips across the white table, tapping her nails against the edges of your hand cuffs.

you sighed, “i was never going to hurt you— or your family, i just wanted you to know.” 

“know what?”

“that i saw you, that night after the explosion. i came back and you were there alone in your uniform….”

those were her first fateful days on the job. and in a matter of minutes dozens of enforcers were wiped out with a single deadly bomb. vividly, she remembered the smoke that poisoned her lungs, leaving her gasping for just a sliver of fresh air. 

the bodies— there were so many and they were all dead, just scattered about like ants in the ruins. she must’ve stayed there for hours, caitlyn couldn’t fathom how anybody could do such a thing. 

she imagined them to be the epitome of a ravenous monster lurking about, waiting to consume everything and anything. not a cute— almost innocent looking face. it frightened her how someone could look so harmless and beautiful while concealing such dark secrets. 

“why were you watching me?” she whispered, her heart beating even faster at the looming silence filling the room.

you looked up, beads of sweat forming at the top of your forehead. caitlyn’s heavy gaze bore deep holes into your eyes that made it difficult to look away. her scent was closer than ever and it made you feel like you were walking on air. 

“i couldn’t look away.” 

the distance between the two of you was gradually waning. caitlyn felt like she was losing control, this is what you did, you lied, manipulated and cheated— but in this moment it felt so good.

“and after?”

“oh that?” you smirked, looking directly at the glass, before glancing back at caitlyn. 

“that was to impress you.”

immediately the door bursted open. jayce stormed in, his face splashed with a fiery red as he stomped over to you. he towered over your seat, eyes filled with great disdain.

“jayce—“

“this is why wanted to come here? to flirt?” he growled, sticking an accusatory finger at caitlyn on the opposite side of the room.  his collar was soaked in sweat and his hair beyond disheveled. he whipped back around glaring at you with fierce, crazed eyes. 

“you….i’m going to make sure you never see the light of day.”

his threats felt like mere insults, leaving you almost amused. you couldn’t help but laugh at the spectacle causing both him and caitlyn to shoot confused glances at one another. 

“what’s funny?” 

you doubled over, loud and obnoxious fits of laughter filling the room. to the two however it didn’t sound like simple laughter it was menacing and unsettling. the strange noise caused the hairs on jayce’s neck to rise and that same wintry chill to find its way back to caitlyn’s spine. 

“you know jayce, i like you. you’re quite charming but clearly not very bright.” 

“excuse me?” he scoffed, while caitlyn stifled a laugh. you lifted your hands up, gently yanking on the silver cuffs.

“we’ve been through this enough times to know that no matter how many restraints you put on me, i’ll get out. i mean come on— that’s what mrs officer was trying to tell you in the first place, no?” you taunted.

jayce was baffled— all could do was stare blindly. he cursed himself for not listening to caitlyn sooner, the arrest had been to easy and now they were trapped. 

on the other hand, caitlyn was unsettlingly calm. she’d replayed this moment in her head for weeks— maybe even months. she’d studied you to the point where she could almost predict what was going to happen. and it would either end with all of you dead— or alive. 

“now, this is going to go one of two ways, so keep up. i could blow this place to shreds with you and the dozens of innocent people still in it. or you can let me walk out…”

quickly your eyes darted to caitlyn on the opposite side of the room.

“….with her.”

he protested, “what no—“ 

but caitlyn’s mind was made up before she even set foot into the grim room. she didn’t share jayce’s sentiments and more importantly she wasn’t afraid of you— she was fascinated by you. 

“i’ll go.”

“you can’t be serious.”

“it’s not your decision to make,” she sighed, gently patting his shoulder before walking over to you. she removed a small key from her pocket, freeing you from all your restraints.

it was the closest you’d ever been to her, and it drove you insane. her touch was light and gentle like a feather. she was careful and handled each part of your body with the utmost care, and for just a second it allowed you to forget where you were. 

“cheer up jayce, it’s just a safety measure, that way once i’m out of here i know you won’t try and kill me.” you chirped, proudly sauntering out of the room with caitlyn on your heel. 

enforcers lined up and down the halls were dumbfounded as they watched you walk free. hatred and anger were sept from the dozens of looks, and you felt each one.

wild butterflies filled your stomach, leaving you with a giddy feeling as caitlyn’s body brushed against yours. the two of you walked in silence but you felt closer to her than ever. she’d blindly put her faith in you. purely based on the countless of hours she'd spent analyzing you and it made you fall even deeper for the woman.

you snuck a glance at her, gently nudging her with your shoulder, “hey, look at me.” 

she brushed her hair from her face, her crystal blue eyes finding yours.

“i’ll take care of you, i promise. but you can leave whenever you want.” 

the further you got from the building, the more reality began to creep in for caitlyn. she knew just how dangerous you were but she was certain you’d never hurt her. the way you spoke to her differed from most people. there was a layer of sensitivity and caution, even you giving her the option to leave, it felt completely out of character from the person she’d analyzed.

“you weren’t actually going to blow up the building, right?” she blurted.

“you’re the expert, you tell me.”

for most of jayce’s performance caitlyn had stayed silent and it wasn’t without reason. unless you had help— which she hadn’t anticipated, there would’ve been no way for you to trigger the explosion alone. however, given his state of mind rationalism wasn’t on his side.

“you certainly could’ve, you enjoy showing off but a murder suicide would be too easy and messy.”

“and she’s correct again!” you sang, skipping along the pavement. 

“so are you trembling with fear yet, officer?”

although you liked caitlyn you knew time was limited. you gave her a couple of days— a week at most before she’d abandon you, sending you onto your next fixation. however caitlyn hardly reacted to your theatrics. 

she shrugged her shoulders uttering a clear, “no.”

“why?”

“you don’t scare me, y/n,” she admitted. 

you stopped dead on your tracks, your lips perking up into a sly grin. nobody had ever stood up to you before, at least not in the way she did. and it drove you mad but in the best possible way.

“these next few days are gonna be fun.”