#jinx nsft

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𝔘𝔭 𝔱𝔬 𝔑𝔬 𝔊𝔬𝔬𝔡 。

5 minutes with jinx. nsfw 🩶

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“are you gonna tell me what you want or will you just keep staring?”, jinx probes, leaning on the bed with her legs dangling off the edge. her eyes cut right through, like theyre the only thing in the room when you’re looking at her. she’s looking up at you and waiting for you to just say it, to give in and describe all the fantasies you have running around your mind, but for your last shred of dignity, you cross your arms and scoff.

“you know exactly what i want. i don’t even need to say it! you always love to play games with me so maybe i’ll just walk away this time…” as you start stepping backwards slowly. by your hip, you’re instantly pulled forward to her, transfixed in her hands, the edge of her metal finger pinching your skin. “call it whatever you want. but you’re not going anywhere. you’re mine. okay?” of course, you’re already wanting her to show you all the ways you belong to her, blushing and getting weak knees at the thought of it.

she stands up from the bed, spinning you and laying you down in a quick motion, getting on top until she’s straddling your hips. her eyes flash darker while she moves herself back and forth on you, creating friction in all the right places, her hands wandering your exposed, hot skin pressing indents into them with her nails, one hand on your waist and another around your throat. she leans down to adjust her position, breathing heavily, whining quietly. moving the hand from your throat, she shifts it to the crook of your neck to stroke your skin, reaching up in into your hair and squeezing. the gradual pain makes you arch up and moan a little more, but the feeling subsided once she stops moving, getting so close to your ear. “repeat after me, and if you hesitate, i’ll stop. got it?” in your lustful daze, you mindlessly nod at her request, itching to keep her grinding against your body, but that just won’t do. “repeat every fucking word,” tugging at your hair again eliciting a whine and nods of acknowledgement.

a devilish grin sweeps across her face as you look at her from below, awaiting instruction obediently. “i’m yours, forever and always.” this one seems easy, you repeat it back to her sweetly, unsure where she intends to go.

her voice gets even quieter next to your ear, as she says each word with the lightness of a feather, “i’m your slut and i need you to make me come right now,” halts you in your tracks for a moment. not because it isn’t true but saying it in words, out loud? you stutter out “i’m your-” before she starts mockingly tutting at you in disapproval, crossing her arms and sitting back up. “tell me how bad you want me to fuck you or it’s not gonna happen. my rules.” you try to get the upper hand by pushing your body up and moving your leg to get around her for leverage but she’s firmly holding them down, taunting you. “awww baby… dont try and cheat you way out of this,” causing you to groan in frustration muttering “fuck..” under your breath. “i know you could probably touch yourself and finish just by looking at me, but i won’t touch you,” she leans in to stare into your eyes, meaning every word - “i won’t have my fingers inside you, thrusting you until you’re drenched, while im biting your soft perfect skin if you don’t tell me you’re my dumb little toy.” she giggles uncontrollably feeling you squirm underneath her, relishing in the power she holds over you. “i won’t do anything you have wet dreams about if you don’t tell me you’re my whore.”

you’re still thinking which you should even say, but it feels so vulnerable to say out loud, whispering to dampen the feeling, “i’m your.. dumb little.. whore…” but yet she still isn’t pleased. jinx is oh-so particular. “nuh uh… say it with a little more need, or i’ll think you just don’t want me anymore. and you wouldn’t want that when i can hear you heart through your chest hmm?” with every word she exposes you more and more, and the more her nails clamp into your skin to stop you, the more desperate you feel to ease the aching of your clit, and through some gritted teeth you call yourself her toy with a little more conviction. for each time you repeat it, she moans to herself, starting to rub herself on you again, muscles tense and maintaining the pressure of her hands on your body.

“see? it wasn’t so hard to be obedient, was it? i’ve been a little brat but… you’ve been such a good girl so i’ll reward you now…” her hand creeping down your stomach and between your legs, through your underwear to your clit. her middle fingers slide in so easily you can hear it, while she whines with every thrust, occasionally taking them out to stare into your eyes with desire while she tastes you, soaking it up from the knuckle to the tip of her finger.

she continues working you down there with another finger this time, stretching you out and sending you into a frenzy a little more, biting the skin of your collarbone, pinching your stomach and whispering how wet you are, how good you taste. “you look so fucking good when you take me inside you, such a dumb puppy for me, moaning so loud,” and you’re nodding, moaning mindlessly for her, begging her to not stop, “p-please jinx, ngh, keep fucking me like that, i’m so wet and fucking needy, please,”, hands clawing at her back, running up through her loose wavy hair. the closer you get to finishing the more she notices and starts to slow down, forcing you to beg more and more. “so fucking mean, stop edging me, please just let me finish, please,” with tears in your eyes, overstimulated from being right there for so long with no reward.

she bites her lips and taps them with wet fingers covered in your cum, pondering what to do with you, while you writhe and grind any surface. ”hmm… i’m so mean? do you wanna stop then? because i can stop…” lazily licking the pads of her fingers. you start to move your hands down to yourself in desperation, causing her to move them away and hold them above your head. she’s arched back down to your body, your chests grazing each other’s. “don’t play games with me. i know how to make you feel good.”

she moves one of her hands down to your mouth, forcing it open, pressing her fingers to your tongue. “taste how fucking good you are,” closing your mouth and moving her fingers in and out, watching you take it from base to tip before sloppily kissing you on the mouth, with loud moans. her now wetter hand goes inside you again and the warmth of her inside you forces your body into overdrive, moaning into every kiss, begging for it when your lips aren’t touching. “oh fuck, i’m so close, mmf- please, i’m your dumb fucking toy, keep fucking me like that,” making her go faster and slower, changing pace for what noises she wants to hear you make, running your hand up and down her abdomen when she sits up. the longer she goes on the longer you cant take it, until you’re shaking and feel like the galaxies have imploded, your legs shaking under her body, dripping and sighing out of breath.

she leans down and kisses you softly around your face, on your lips and cheek, nose and forehead. “such a good girl for me, aren’t you,” and “you’re my everything” making your heart swell and you shy away in embarrassment.. but to be cherished like this? well it’s all you’ve ever wanted.

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i wrote this at 3am for a friend <3

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window watching

stalker!jinx x reader

; warnings: bondage, voyeurism, overstimulation, dildo/vibrator usage, scissoring, squirt, drool/slobber, meanish Jinx, praise, degradation, dom!jinx x brat(ish)!sub!reader

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“Mmh, fuck…” You moaned out as you gripped onto your sheets, fingers stuffed as deep inside you as they’d go, tight hole clenching around them as you pumped in and out. You were completely naked, above the covers, legs spread wide as you fucked yourself stupid. Your fingers curled just right, constantly hitting your own g-spot, whiny moans growing louder. You opened an eye to peak over at your bare window, blinds pulled open, pussy out for the whole fucking world to see.

Well, not really the whole world, but for Jinx.

She was watching, you knew it. Even though you two were together now, this was one of your stalker girlfriend’s favorite past times, watching you from afar. Only this time, you’d decided to put on a show for her, something to… kill time, let’s say. The only thing you could see within the pitch darkness of the window was the violet glowing from her eyes each time you moaned out, smirking as you knew she was getting frustrated. You could imagine her, hand down her panties, fingers circling around her clit, slick dampening the fabric of her pants as she watched you, and fuck did that turn you on even more.

You felt yourself tightening around your fingers, breaths quickening as you slowly began to reach your orgasm, back arching as you pumped faster. You’d usually start moaning out Jinx’s name by now, begging for her, like clockwork, but just to fuck with her, you didn’t. You just let out more breathy, loud moans as you just about reached your climax. Gods, you were right there, just barley over the edge, so fucking close, all it took was one more pump—

Then suddenly, a body pounced on the bed, hand gripped onto your wrist, forcefully pulling out your two fingers. Your eyes flew open, darting towards the hand grabbing your arm. It led to none other than Jinx, who was grabbing onto you so hard that you could feel her nails creating dents in your skin. She had a twisted expression on her face, her big eyes vibrant and violet, upper lip curled up, almost like she was getting ready to snarl before tearing you the fuck up. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing, doll face?”

The corners of your mouth curled up into a smirk, holding eye contact, trying your best to stay calm and collected to piss her off even more. “What does it look like i’m doing?” That sarcastic sentence alone made her squeeze harder, slowly moving forward until she was hovering above you, face only centimeters away from yours.

“Well, it looks like you’re being a fuckin’ slut, since you’re asking.” She lowered down to your ear, breathing into you before she spoke, sending goosebumps throughout your body. “Do you get off to people watching you slut yourself out, hm?”

You shuddered, breath hitching before you spoke. “N-No.”

“No?!” Jinx said, her voice raising, eyebrows furrowing as she reached over, pulling the rope out from under your bed. Your eyes widened, a little from fear but mostly from excitement. You loved riling Jinx up, it made her unhinged, taking out all her pent up frustrations on you. “You’re not only a slut, but also a liar? Gimme a break, toots!”

Before you knew it, or could even help it, you were completely tied up. Hands tied behind your back, rope knotted up around your torso, thighs, and breasts, squeezing your body as your back pressed against the wall, exposed cunt spilling slick all over the sheets. There was a vibrator tied to the top of your cunt, continuously vibrating on your clit. You looked up at Jinx, bug eyed and whiny, hoping she’d at least whisper sweet nothings in your ear as she used you. “Oh, you poor thing!” She tutted tauntingly at your puppy face, whipping out her 10 inch light blue dildo.

Your jaw dropped, eyes widening, gulping hard before you forced a sentence out the best you could between your groans. “T-That… won’t fit inside!”

Jinx stared at it, tilting her head as if she was calculating how much your hole could actually handle. “Hmm.. looks like you’re gonna have to make it fit, princess!” She started, pressing the head of the toy against your hole, making you whimper out. “You didn’t call out to me before you, ya know,” She leaned in closer. “Say my name.”

You blinked at her command, remembering to pull yourself together the best you could, smirking before scoffing at her. “No.”

“Hah! Feelin’ bold, are we?” Jinx let out a dry laugh, pushing the toy in forcefully, as deep as it’d go. Your eyes shut tightly, a yelp escaping your lips as she did so, holding it by the base as your hole tried its best to stretch out for it. “Fine, you wanna play that game?” She pumped the toy in and out, rubbing against your g-spot, your hole tight around the silicone as she clicked the vibrator to the highest setting. You threw your head back, a loud groan escaping your lips as she began to completely wreck you, pushing the dildo in deeper and deeper with each pump until she damn near reached your cervix. Your toes curled, pupils shot, clawing at the wall as she did so. “Then let’s play, toots.”

You were fucked, you knew that, but it excited you more than winning the lottery. Jinx was pounding into you, feeding into your brattiness with every stroke of the toy, her other hand groping your breast, fondling it as she pinched your nipple. There were tears streaming down your face from overstimulation, babbling out, ‘I’m sorry!’, and ‘Didn’t mean to!’, and her personal favorite, ‘You’re too big!’. Your brain was blank, filled with nothing but the view of Jinx’s fat cock stuffed inside you, hazily looking at her as your pathetic, high pitched moans continued.

“Jeez, aren’t you supposed to be a brat? You’re just a big crybaby!” She said, rolling her eyes as she continued. One thing about Jinx though, as much as she acted like she didn’t like it, the more you sobbed and pleaded, the wetter she got. There was warm slick sticking between her thighs, her panties completely drenched in it, hips bucking the air and moaning out as she carefully watched your hole cream around the sucked in silicone.

“Hey,” She started, squishing your cheeks, forcing you to look at her and snap you out of your pleasure high. “Wanna see somethin’, sweet thing?” She asked, slipping the dildo out of you. You felt your built up cum dripping out of your hole, panting at the slight relief. She pulled away, beginning to slip out of her clothes. You watched as the pieces of cloth fell onto the floor, leaving her naked, cunt spread out and on display, her juices drooling off it. Your eyes were glued onto it, feeling the corners of your mouth water up. She smirked, snickering as she positioned her legs between yours, so close you could feel the heat radiating off her pussy. “This is what you did to me,” She toyed with her wetness, letting out moans as you looked up at her, face flushed. “Say my name.”

Your breathing quickened at the heat, looking at her with glassy eyes. “W-Why?”

“Because,” She started, her clit inching closer, just barely rubbing up against your slit. Your eyes rolled back, groaning out from her slight touch. “I wanna hear you yearn for me. I wanna know it’s me who you want to watch you, touch you, fuck you. Want your mind filled with nothing but me,” She pushed her cunt onto yours, her clit pressed up against the vibrator, wetness mixing into one as a whiny moan escaped her lips. “C’mon, just wanna hear my favorite girl call out for her Jinx—”

Your back arched, cutting her off the second she rolled her hips on your cunt, shuddering breaths escaping your lips before you moaned out, “Jinx!”

Fuck, did that do it for her. She threw her head back, pussy fully pressed onto yours now, her needy clit rubbing up and down against the toy and your drippy hole. “That’s it, what a good girl!” She praised. Her rocking hips pushed the vibrator deeper against your bud, sending shooting jolts all throughout your body, crying out from the overwhelming feeling. In that moment, she couldn’t have given less than a fuck about your tears, reaching over to lick them up, leaving slobber all over your face as she continued. “F-Fuck, you taste so good, can’t ever get enough of you!”

“‘S too much, Jinx, please! G-Gonna—Mmh! Come again, puhlease! H-Hurts! Jinx, Jinx, Jinx!” You cried out, your sentence chopped up with moans and whimpers, making her own noises grow louder. Your sex with Jinx was loud, squelching noises from both sopping cunts rubbing together, the constant moans from the both of you overlapping each other, the two of you equally as greedy for more.

“Y-Yeah? It hurts, you poor, poor girl,” She cooed mockingly, tugging on the rope pressing against your chest, pulling you in closer. “Tell me, you like when I watch you fuck yourself?”

You were barely able to force any words out now, completely lost in her, drool dripping down your jaw as you stared at her with lowered, fucked out eyes. “I c-come at the thought of—of you watching me!”

She let out a shuddery moan at your response, your words swirling around in her mind, feeling herself getting closer. “Who do you belong to, doll? C’mon, tell me, c’mon…!”

“I-I belong to-” Your sentence was cut short by your orgasm hitting you like a wave, quick and by surprise, screaming out, “Jinx!”

Cum dripped out of your hole once more and along her cunt, feeling her body tense up against yours, her grip tightening against the rope as her orgasm soon followed yours. Jinx’s moans became whiny mews, breathing hitched, her thighs quivering as she opened herself up to get a good angle of where exactly she’d want to come on you, her fluids landing on your pussy as she finished, making you feel all warm and fuzzy. You were completely drenched and drunk off her cum, wishing she’d reward you for taking it so well by letting you clean her up.

A string of cum followed Jinx’s cunt as she pulled away, making your cheeks flare up. “Gods, look at that…” Her hand traveled south, spreading herself open and cutting the string with her fingers, sticking them in her mouth to savor your mixed juices. Your jaw dropped, completely taking your breath away as you blushed harder. She cackled at your expression. “You should stop that, you know it turns me on when you look vulnerable.” She said as she laid next to you, panting while you sat there, wriggling within the ropes and whimpering out. “J-Jinx…”

“Oh, shit, silly me!” She sat up, snickering as she turned off the vibrator, your body finally being allowed to relax. You were sore everywhere, the ropes pinching your skin, panting like a dog who desperately needed water. “You took it so well, my favorite, perfect girl!” She said, loosening up the knots as she grinned at you, poking your nose mid untying. “Doesn’t take much to admit that you belong to me, right?” You smiled back proudly, looking like a puppy who was expecting a treat. She raised an eyebrow at your expression, finger moving your jaw up to look at her. She kissed your lips softly, tongue sliding into your mouth as your tongues pressed against one another. She pulled away, staring into your eyes. “What? Puppy want a treat?” She said, half jokingly.

You nodded as she freed your hands, the first thing they gripped onto was her torso, kisses trailing down her stomach. She moaned, biting onto her bottom lip. “Alright, alright… Go ahead and clean me up, will ya, baby girl?”

[just4jinx]

# cw ! fem!reader. sub!jinx. dom!reader. established relationship. phone sex/masturbation. dirty talk. jinx just really loves ur voice lol. rushed with absolutely no substance i just wanted to get smthing out <3

her name flashes across your screen, the sharp trill of your ringtone breaking the stillness of the night. it’s 1 am, too late for casual calls. you’re seeing her later, planning to take her out for a few drinks at her favorite bar, so what couldn’t wait?

still, you don’t hesitate. you never do. with a quiet sigh, you accept the call, pressing the phone to your ear.

“jinx?”

no answer. just a breath—slow, heavy. then the faint scrape of her clearing her throat, the static of hesitation crackling between you. you shift, the sheets rustling beneath you as you settle in. “you okay?” your voice is soft and careful. jinx is a lot of things—loud, often reckless and impossible to pin down— but quiet isn’t usually one of them.

another breath, deep and shaky, rushes down the line. “yeah.” she says, but it’s a little too quick, too rehearsed. you dont push, instead you let the silence stretch, giving her space to fill it and perhaps give you a better idea.

“just missed ya.” she mutters, “wanted to hear your voice.” a slight innocent grin tugs at the corners of your lips, your free hand trailing up to sleepily rub your eyes. you imagine she woke up from a nightmare and was implicitly asking for comfort, or just hasn’t managed to sleep at all. regardless, you have all the time in the world for your girlfriend.

“so, how’d your day go, baby?” for a second, you swear you hear a faint sigh but you let it pass, throwing your head back against the pillow, staring at the ceiling as you wait. “good.” that’s all she gives you. she doesn’t sound upset, so why she’s being blunt is beyond you. before you can linger on it, jinx speaks again. “please tell me about yours.”

there’s a weight to it, a quiet plea tangled within her words. she’s hiding something, you can feel it. it’s clearly not what she says that makes your chest tighten—it’s the way she says it. low and drawn out, as though she’s clinging on to the sound of your voice and every syllable that spills from your lips. she’s desperate for you to fill the silence with anything. anything at all.

“well, you know, work and all that. it went fine but… i really missed you.” the words barely leave your lips before a sound filters through the receiver. a whimper, raw and unguarded, before everything on the other end of the line goes silent. it’s the kind of silence that hums in your ears. and then it clicks. suddenly it all makes sense.

“it’s okay,” you say, voice low and soothing, “let me hear you.” you can hear jinx’s mattress creak beneath her weight, her sheets rustling as she adjusts herself. your mind starts to wander, picturing her laying back all pretty with her fingers stuffed inside her aching cunt. or maybe she’s just giving her clit the right attention. you wonder what she’s wearing—if anything at all.

"mm, i'm sorry." jinx manages to say, a whine holding in her voice. she's always been a needy thing, always begging to be filled up, constantly desperate to get off—even if that means rocking her hips against anything she can get her hands on. your personal fave is when she's sliding her slick folds across your thigh with her face buried in the crook of your neck, mindlessly babbling about how good she feels and how much she loves you.

"tell me what you're doing." you demand, your voice unwavering.

"just... touchin' myself." you don’t say a word. you don’t have to. the silence alone is enough. jinx shifts, restless. she knows that wasn’t good enough. her breath catches in her throat, a couple soft moans escaping her. "just using my fingers. rubbing- ha, fuck.." you find it adorable how she's struggling, just wishing you were there to see her in person, to touch her, to make her cry from pleasure.

"so desperate. you couldn't wait until later?" jinx's wetness was not only coating her fingers but her inner thighs too, strings of whimpers and needy moans sending heat directly to your core. "i bet you're already thinking about it—having me all to yourself, cumming over my fingers or even in my mouth. god, you taste so sweet, you know that?"

another whine. higher this time, like she’s forcing it past her lips just to give you something. as though words are too much, too heavy, tangled somewhere in her throat. you could hear her pick up the pace and the obscene sounds that came from both her lips and her soaked pussy, a deep but shaky sigh escaping you before you could get the chance to stop it.

"nggff— want you so bad, please!" jinx cries out before a guttural moan echoes through the line. she's clenching over nothing now, practically squirming on her bed, desperately chasing her inevitable climax. "gonna, hah— baby, i’m—“

you dont even get the chance to encourage her to let go, a loud, strained whine rushing down the line and filling your ear. your name leaves her lips countless times, almost chanting it, choking out sweet moans that cause your heart to thump inside your chest. of course you tell her how well she’s doing, how much of a good girl she is, and how beautiful she sounds just for you.

you notice the sound of sheets rustling as jinx adjusts, slow and lethargic, as though she can barely lift herself. a whisper spills from her lips, but not because she’s trying to stay quiet, more like she doesnt have the strength for anything louder. “i love you so much.” its sudden but nothing unexpected, her voice shakily slipping through the receiver like she has her pretty lips pressed right against it.

there it is again, the creek of the mattress, jinx curling into herself with a deep exhale. a soft laugh follows, breathy, almost dazed, lightheaded from it all. you’re certain you can picture it—her flushed cheeks, unfocused pink eyes, the way she bites her lip like she's still lost in the moment. you tell her you love her back, a pleased hum reaching you from the other end of the line.

the silence that follows isn't empty; it's comfortable. both of you sink deeper into your pillows, letting the quiet settle, letting it hold you in a gentle embrace. but jinx isn't done listening. she's still tuned into you—your slow, steady breaths, the quiet rhythm of your existence. and without giving it a thought, she falls in sync, matching each inhale then exhale, like it's the only way to keep herself grounded. she doesn't say another word, doesn't need to. she just breathes with you, lets you guide her until the pull of sleep finally wins for you both.

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Truth or Dare

Jinx x F! Reader

Warning: NSFW Minor DNI, Smoking, Freaky deaky stuff, Truth or Dare

Summary: You and Jinx are having a sleepover while there has been tension building between you both with friendly game of Truth or Dare.

Author note: This was heavily proofread so I hope you all enjoy ⭐️ #RunningoffofRedbulls

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“Can you Roll?” You asked Jinx, showing her the bag of “goodies” you received from Ekko.

“Yea, I can. Just go to my desk and grab my kit,” She tells you. You and Jinx planned to have a sleepover over at Jinx’s place. It’s turned into a normal routine between the two of you since Jinx enjoys your presence and vice versa. Isha is over at Sevika’s for the night so you and Jinx have the place to themselves - after a while of not having one on one time.

As you are searching Jinx’s desk, you couldn’t find her kit, which had you checking inside each of her drawers. In the second drawer, you open you find something quite… interesting.

“Jinx, can you come over here,” You choke out. Jinx walks over and find you looking at her blue and black strap designed with light blue accents. “Shit, I should’ve told you my kit’s in the third drawer,” She chuckled at your embarrassed expression.

Jinx moves over your body and opens the third drawer open where she pulls out her metal kit that has her rolling paper and tray, a lighter, and a grinder. “Is everything okay toots?” She whispers in your ear, moving her hand to your waist as she rest her head on your shoulder. Your breath hitches from her cold hands, “Yeah, I’m fine. I just never knew you owned one of those,” You manage to get out, “So spill. Who is it for?”

Jinx moves from behind you sliding her kit in her hand as she hums, “Dunno. Just decided to have it, that’s it. Or it might be for someone who commissioned me. You think I’m some pervert?” She then raises her eyebrow, “…or do you want me to test it out on you?” She says in a teasing tone.

You quickly respond, “Hmm I don’t know, what if you had Violet test it with Caitlyn?” The air between you two goes dead silent for a beat, and Jinx’s face twitches slightly—caught off guard by your complete lack of awareness.

Her grin falls as she processes what you just said, and then, with a laugh that feels more like a snort, she opens her rolling kit while in mock exasperation. "Oh, sweetie," she says, her voice dripping with playful amusement, "I was totally not talking about that." She gives you a sideways glance, her smile returning, but now there’s a glimmer of something more devilish in her eyes.

You stare at her, blinking in confusion, and she can’t help but laugh again.

“Alright, alright, God you are so innocent when you wanna be,” she finally says. She starts rolling the blunt shaking her head. “I’ll just… leave it to your wild imagination.”

You change the conversation and make plans about later with Jinx until she finishes rolling the blunt and glances up at you, her blue eyes glinting with mischief. "All done," she says, holding the freshly rolled blunt up between her fingers. “You can have the first hit since you rolled it,” You say, with a dismissive hand gesture.

Without missing a beat, Jinx pops the blunt into her mouth, pulls out her lighter, and with a flick she ignites the end. She takes a long drag, her chest rising as she inhales deeply, savoring the taste. After a moment, she exhales a thick plume of smoke and then looks at you with a mischievous grin.

"Come over here, toots," she says, her voice low.

You blink, not thinking twice, and crawl over to where Jinx is lounging on the couch. Your movements are casual, but to Jinx, they feel like slow, deliberate torture. She watches you with narrowed eyes, a spark of something dangerous flickering in her gaze. “How does she not know?” Jinx thinks to herself, a sense of confusion in her chest. She's been around you enough to know how comfortable you are with her—how you’ve never judged her, always accepting her for who she really is.

Bur despite all that, Jinx finds herself fighting the urge to close the distance between you two in a way that goes beyond friendly banter. You don’t even realize how you drive her mad. “How can she be so oblivious?” she thinks with a mix of frustration and desire. She’s always been protective of you, but it goes beyond just friendship. She’d never admit it out loud, but the way you look at her—so trusting, so pure. You’re so precious to her, and the idea of anyone harming you—of anyone taking advantage of that innocence— she would destroy anyone who dared hurt you, without a second thought.

Jinx’s chest tightens as she watches you settle closer to her, unaware of the storm swirling inside her. You’ve shown her kindness when others only saw her chaos, and she wants to keep you safe from all the bad people in the world who would take advantage of your trusting nature. She wishes she could protect you from everything, from all the hurt and heartbreak that life could throw your way. And, deep down, she knows she’d do whatever it takes to keep you from ever feeling that pain.

Jinx breaks out of her thoughts when she hears you whining looking up at her, “Jinx, can I take a hit?” Your lips are so pouty and cheeks are so flushed, Jinx just wants to have fun with you a bit. “Hmm, I don’t know if I want to share.”

You furrow your eyebrows, hopping in her lap and straddling her thigh— you bury your face into her shoulder and cry into her. “I was the one who got these. You’re so unfair,” You protest as Jinx takes another puff, exhaling softly. “I’m not sure you deserve it… convince me.”

You look down and grip her shoulders slowly bouncing on her thigh, “Please Jinx, I will make it up to you and we can do whatever you want for the rest of the night,” Your voice dips slightly, and though you might not realize it, the quiet sincerity behind your words only adds to the tension between you two. Jinx feels her pulse quicken, but she hides it behind a playful smirk. “Okay fine, here.” She pops the blunt into your mouth and you take a hit, blowing out a big ball of smoke. You hug Jinx, saying happily, “Thank youuu!”

Time passes and you both of y’all take hits off the blunt until it was all gone. Afterwards, you both decided to take your showers and put on your pajamas. Jinx has on a white tank top with her Cookie Monster pajama pants, while you had on a baby pink and black nightgown that cupped your soft breast as it fell to your upper thigh.

Jinx is sitting on the couch, her eyes following you as you move around the room. The moment you step into view, she takes her time looking you up and down. Her gaze lingers longer than usual, her lips curling into a playful smirk. "Hmm, cute," she murmurs, her voice low, but playful. She walks over to you and gently cups your chin in her hand, her touch soft but sending a spark of electricity through you. There’s a shift in the air, and Jinx seems to sense it, her eyes darkening slightly as her fingers traces your jaw.

She giggles, teasing, "So," she starts, her voice low, “what was that promise you were going to make up to me?” Her eyebrow raises, her playful tone mixing with something more calculating as she takes a small step closer.

You, completely oblivious to the shift in atmosphere, smile brightly, hopping up in excitement. “Oh, I’m so glad you asked!” You rush to the kitchen, “I got your favorite!” you call out over your shoulder, grabbing the tub of vanilla ice cream from the freezer and rushing back to the counter. You grab the toppings from your bag — whipped cream, chocolate syrup, and a jar of cherries. You're not aware of how Jinx's eyes never leaving you as you move.

You assemble the perfect bowl—two scoops of vanilla ice cream, topped with a mountain of whipped cream, a drizzle of chocolate syrup, and a cherry on top. You carry the bowl to the couch, setting it down between you both. You hand Jinx a spoon, smiling brightly. “Here, hope you enjoy!”

Jinx takes the spoon, and as she digs into the ice cream, she savors the flavor slowly, clearly enjoying it more than she lets on. She nods approvingly, but there’s a certain glint in her eyes that you don’t pick up on. “This is so delicious, sweetness,” she chirps, her voice teasing but also carrying a note of something else. You don’t notice the way she says sweetness, how the word rolls off her tongue, hinting at something deeper.

As you both continue eating, the ice cream quickly disappearing, Jinx suddenly breaks the silence. Her voice drops a little, but it’s still playful. “Do you wanna play a game?” she asks, her words laced with a subtle tension that you completely miss.

You hum in response, turning to her with a smile. “Sure, what are we playing?”

Jinx scoots closer, her body language shifting. She leans in, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers, “Truth or Dare.” Her voice is thick with mischief, but your brain processes it as nothing more than the next fun game for the night. You blink, tilting your head, completely unaware of the weight behind her words. “Oh, okay! Sounds fun,” you say, your tone bright and excited.

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At first, the game seemed harmless—questions like “Tell an embarrassing story,” “Have you ever broken a law?”, and “Send a random person a crazy text.” But as the night wore on, the questions grew more personal, more daring. “What’s your non-sexual turn on?” “Give me a hickey”, “Show me your favorite sex position.”

Now here you are on top of Jinx, and your head’s dizzy. Your whole body is feeling hot as you’re whining in Jinx’s lap. Jinx is groaning under you, her hand traveling up and gripping your hip to move your body against her clothed crotch. She rasps in your ear, “I would’ve never knew someone this innocent would do this with other girls... you dirty girl.” She quickly travels her hand under your nightgown to your ass, giving it a light smack and making you silently squeal into her chest. “How many girls had you do this to them? Huh? I bet there are many people that want a piece of you. You’re so cute, so innocent, ‘m almost sure I can make you do whatever I want because deep down you will chase that pleasure like a needy slut.”

You cry into Jinx’s shoulder gripping onto her blue locks for dear life, grinding your body harder and faster against Jinx. You look up to Jinx, cupping her face, looking deep into her eyes. Both of your lips are inches apart from each other. Before you can kiss her, Jinx puts her pink fingernail against your plump lips, “Nuh-uh toots.. your time is up.” She pats the side of your thigh signaling you to get off. You move off of Jinx, crawling back to your spot across from her while Jinx flashes a look at your ass. You sit in your spot looking down, while your hands trap between your legs to lessen the dull hum you’re feeling between your thighs.

“Dare,” Jinx practically purrs, giving you a devilish smile. You meekly ask, “Kiss me.”Jinx moves over to you, holding your chin in her hand as she caresses your soft skin. Her thumb toys with your bottom lip, slowly moving her lips to yours teasingly. “Please Jinx…” You whine softly, and Jinx closes the gap between you both, giving you a sweet but hungry kiss. You moan softly into the kiss. You needed her so bad.

Jinx pushes you back on the couch, needing to feel more of you as her mouth travels down your neck, creating more marks along with the ones she decorated your neck with before. Suddenly, she stops and moves back to her spot. Flashing you a sickly sweet grin, she looks at you. “So, what’ll it be, Truth or Dare?” At this point, you were so desperate and wanted to feel her more. You didn’t even think about what possible outcome could come out— “Dare,” You answered, absolutely certain with your choice.

“Grab the whipped cream from the fridge and hand it to me.” You scurried over to the fridge, grabbing the whipped cream… you had no clue what she was planning in that head of hers. That was one thing about Jinx, you never knew her next move. You walk over to her, waiting for what scheme she had planned. “Take off your nightgown but keep your panties on,” she demands. You slide the thin straps of the shoulder of your nightgown, it falling to the floor. The cold air hits your skin and as you stand in front of her, you can’t help but feel vulnerable especially since you’re almost nude while she is still fully clothed. Jinx guides you to lay down back flat on the cushion of the couch. “W-What are you going to do?” You manage to choke out. Jinx hums, looking down at your body, “Oh, you’ll see.” She darkly chuckles against you.

Jinx puts the nozzle of the whipped cream against your nipples, making you shudder from the cold hard plastic against your sensitive chest. She presses down and the white cream spreads on your breasts. You whine from the new sensation as the sweet treat is making a mess on your chest, down the valley between your breasts and onto your stomach. Once she finishes her masterpiece, she takes a minute to take It in… you looked so delicious she had to take a mental photograph to refer back to. “I wish you could see yourself right now. Can’t even believe I’m seeing this right now,” She giggles and dips her head down to your chest and starts attacking your nipple, taking it into her mouth. You shriek from the feeling of her tongue and her sucking hard on your poor chest. “J-Jinx please be gentl- ah!” You cry out loudly. Jinx completely ignores your request, going to the other side giving the same treatment. Her free hand grips your chest, teasing and pinching your nipple.

You feel your bottom half of your body tingle and you didn’t know what to do. All you can do is babble and moan from her mouth latching onto your over-sensitive chest. Once Jinx is finished with you, she lifts you up and all you both can do is giggle. “Sounds like you had a lot of fun,” She teases you. Your head is so hazy from the pleasure. To tease her back, you pick up her sticky hand and put her middle and ring finger in your mouth, sucking the lingering whipped cream off. All Jinx could do was just look at you hungrily as she spreads her slender fingers in your mouth, as your tongue is dancing between them, slightly gagging on her digits. You take your mouth off her fingers as a string of saliva comes off her fingers and onto your chin.

You sigh softly, looking into her eyes with nothing but desire. Jinx then takes a deep breath, “You know what… fuck it.” That’s all she says. She grips your hand and drags you into her room, closing the door for whatever the night has in store. You both knew for sure, you both will take your time with each other.

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Part 2 coming soon !! Hope you enjoyed

- Angel 💋

[luvherguts]

gagging jinx with an oral fixation…

cw: sub! jinx, gagging, bondage, bratty! jinx, mentions of masochist jinx (teehee), reader is a little mean, not proofread!

thinking about jinx with the sluttiest mouth ever, her lips and little pink tongue darting out to lave over your face, your tits, your cunt… practically any part of your body that she can get to.

but today, she’d been so fucking annoying, snide remarks and blatant ignorances being thrown your way for no apparent reason at all.

you figured she’d been doing it for some sort of punishment, ever the masochistic slut. and you knew what she needed, even if she wasn’t fully aware herself.

when you had arrived home, jinx had expected you to find her, grab her by her cobalt braids, and drag her up to your bedroom where you’d at least spank her little ass.

but no, you walked right past her. it was as if she was no more than a translucent entity in your home, and she whined out petulantly at your ignorance.

it wasn’t until she heard you, voice stern and cold, voicing an “upstairs, now.” by your steeled tone, she knew that this wasn’t up for discussion, and her pale little cunt started to throb in anticipation.

well, that’s what she thought, until you had a heart shaped ball gag strapped around her head and shoved inside of her mouth, drool slipping past her chin and down to the juncture of her lithe neck, coating her décolletage in rivulets of shimmering saliva, ever the messy girl that she is.

she looked at you with furrowed brows and big, round fuchsia irises, whimpering and whining against the ball gag. this was absolute torture for her. she wanted to rip the ball gag out of her needy little mouth and whine protests of ‘this isn’t fair!’ and ‘just hurt me or fuck me instead!’ - but alas, her hands were tied behind her back with a soft blue silk bind, to prevent her from stepping out of line.

she thought this was bad enough, until you whipped out your favourite toy, an opaque blue dildo with sparkles. it was entirely too large for jinx’s pussy, but you thought it filled you just right.

you sat right in front of jinx, legs intertwining with her spread ones. her eyes filled with unshed tears as she watched the way your sticky pussy took in the large dildo, feeling her own core clench helplessly around nothing.

this was so not fair. she just wanted your attention. and now you were treating her as if she were a fly on the wall. her cunt was so sore, and you weren’t even looking at her. she just wanted you to touch her, slap her, spit on her, anything.

you moaned unabashedly, as your eyes finally, finally, landed on her. god, she looked positively ruined, and it made your cunt twitch as your free hand went to rub little figures on your clit.

“oh, princess. what’s wrong?” you pout mockingly, knowing exactly what’s wrong, but choosing to be cruel. your hole spasms around the dildo, a ring of creamy mess gathering around the hilt of the toy.

all she can do is whine and thrash, in a feeble attempt to break out of the restraints you’ve put her in. you can see the way her pussy leaks strings of sticky arousal down to her tight little ass.

you hear a muffled “hmph!” coming out of her mouth, and your eyes roll to the back of your head as you cum around the girthy cock, sighing in ecstasy.

the tears decorating her waterline were now spilling down her face, mixing with the saliva on the lower half of her face. her eyes were glued to the sight of your pussy squeezing the toy, mesmerised by the way your cum dripped down and out of your hole. she wanted to be in that dildo’s place so fucking bad. she just needed you to free her mouth - wasn’t this enough? weren’t you gonna let her put her mouth on you now?

as you pulled the toy out of your pussy, you saw jinx panting and looking at you expectantly, akin to that of a puppy waiting for her treat. the tears in her sparkly eyes made her look absolutely debauched.

“you want me to take that off, you little bitch?” you snarled, clearly still not impressed with her. she nodded feverishly at both the degrading nickname you had chosen for her and the thought of her mouth being freed.

as you moved closer to her, she practically flung her body towards you, expecting you to unclasp the god awful gag. she looked at you as if you hung the stars in the sky, clearly under the full impression that you were actually going to take the gag out of her mouth. you tut. what a foolish girl.

instead, you inch closer to her parted lips, landing a sticky kiss right on the heart shaped gag. she lets out a whimper at the action, truly wishing it was her empty mouth you were licking at, so she could at least stick her tongue down your throat and suck on your pink muscle in return.

your fingers trailed down her ivory pale tummy, admiring the soft, supple skin and the puff of blue ink decorating her torso, before slipping down to the mound of her cute pussy, finger dipping slightly past her entrance. you knew how sensitive her hole was, and you knew any sort of contact would have her reeling. she almost screamed around the silicone as she felt just the slightest tip of your finger breach past her tight pussy hole, needing so much more than what you were supplying her with.

before she could actually enjoy it, you pull away from her, leaning back on your elbows and spreading your legs once again. she lets out a cry of pure defeat but is distracted from her own anguish as her gaze falls down the expanse of your tits and stomach to your ruined cunt.

“you wanna put your mouth on me?” you ask, looking at her with hooded eyes. she nods so fast you suspect she’s given herself whiplash, eyes never leaving your pussy. the way your cream still flowed out of you. she couldn’t tell if it was the same liquid from your release, or a new wave of arousal caused by her mental and physical torment. she had a feeling it was the latter.

her poor little head couldn’t think of how to effectively eat you out, what with the heady scent of your cunt and the sound of the wetness sloshing between your legs occupying her already fuzzy mind.

she looks at you frantically, not understanding what you want from her. she was starting to get anxious, worried you really weren’t going to let her get her mouth on you at all tonight.

you smile at her cruelly, shrugging as you say, “figure it out, princess”

and all she can do is sob out as she feels a new stream of slick force its way out of her throbbing, puffy pussy.

oh, your poor, poor baby. this was going to be the death of her.

[el-amor-que-tu-quieres]

"So, what do I taste like?" (SHORT)

AU College Jinx x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Slightly based on the "After Sex" movie. Jinx and her childhood best friend/college roommate have "casual" sex every once in a while. The only issue is that Jinx is "straight"

WARNINGS: Slight smut, slight angst, I did not correctly re-read this, so I apologize for any grammar issues or misspelling words.

"Oh fuck!-" Jinx cries out in ecstasy as her orgasm washes over her, her legs shaking as she traps your head between them. You lap up the cum still pouring out of her cunt, when you finish, you move from between her thighs and gently kiss her stomach, laying your head on it.

You lay there for a moment, caressing her sides, admiring her beauty, waiting for her to calm down, she comes back to reality and stares at you for a moment before popping a joint in her mouth, "That was-" She pauses for a moment, trying to find her words, insead of speaking immediately, she lights the joint and inhales, taking another moment to find her words, giving you nothing but pure anxiety and making your heart beat out of your chest. "Nice." she exhales and looks down at you with a smile.

You pause for a moment, "Nice? Just nice?" You think to yourself before replying, "What? You want me to do it again?" She giggles in response before putting the joint in your mouth.

"Nah, not right now, I jus' wanna lay like this for a while..." she mumbles, covering up her petite tits with a pillow and attempting to fix her hair before pausing. "You do know this is casual, right?" She reminds you.

"Yeah, of course." You immediately respond, inhaling then blowing out smoke to the side, being cautious not to blow it in her face.

"Good, 'cause I don't want you freakin' out- catchin' feelings n' shit." She maneuvers you from between her legs and gets up. The little smile you had on your face falters as you watch her get up and dress herself.

"Yeah, for sure, I know, I just-" she cuts you off, "Perfect, 'cause I don' got time for that shit, man or woman." She turns around and plucks the joint from your mouth, giving you a weak smile. Well...that was...not expected...

[Time Skip]

You both arrive at the school, walking together and talking about anything and everything. "Hey, Jinx?" You ask, turning your head towards her, "Are you...sure that you're, ya know, straight?" She looks at you, bewildered at your question. She then laughs it off.

"Duh! Why the hell would I not be? I mean, I know that everything that happened with Ekko kinda changed how I felt 'bout men for a bit... but does NOT mean I'm not straight." Jinx babbles on for a bit, you look at her, with pure confusion running through your head, only really able to respond to her rant with, "Mhm, " and by nodding your head.

"We're only foolin' around since all the guys on campus are dickweeds-" You grab her arm, and she stops talking and then looks at you questioningly.

"Jinx," you let go of her arm, "Let's just get to the fucking library." You tell her, huffing in frustration, and start walking towards the huge building. She snaps out of her trance and starts jogging to catch up to you completely confused as to why you're so mad.

You finally get to the more secluded side of the library, looking for any books that might interest you.

Jinx calls out for you, and you sigh, clearly not wanting to be talked to about how she's 'straight' and how it's just 'casual' sex. "Yes, Jinx?" You ask, annoyed while walking over to her. She's sitting down at the dead end of an aisle reading a book about weapons of mass destruction. She smiles at you and pats the floor right next to her. You sit down, staring at her cloud tattoos a bit before she interrupts your thoughts.

"What's it taste like?" She asks you. You tilt your head in confusion.

"What's what taste like?" You ask, confused by her vauge question.

"Pussy, whats it taste like? What's so special 'bout it?" You choke on your spit. How the hell is she so bold about shit like this!? She chuckles at your reaction and shuts her book, tossing it to the side.

You laugh a bit, assuming she was just joking. "Hmmm...I dunno." You reply before grabbing the first book you find and flipping through it.

Jinx’s eyebrows furrow, "I'm serious. What's it taste like?"

You pause for a few seconds before spreading your legs and gesturing towards yours, "I- oh my god..."she rolls her eyes and huffs in response.

"What? You wanted to know." You add, acting all innocent.

"I don' wanna know that bad, I'm jus'... curious..." she mumbles, looking down, unsatisfied with your response.

You study her face, the way she looks so conflicted, the way her legs squeeze together a bit, how short her skirt is. You clear your throat and start to collect your thoughts. "It- uh, It tastes good, I like it." You grin at her.

She looks back up at you, "Oh really? I had no idea you liked it." She replies sarcastically before starting again, "I mean like- what does it taste like? Does it taste like chicken? Potatoes? Tuna-" you cut her off before she can continue her questioning.

You groan in frustration, "It depends, it...its-" you stumble over your words, trying to find the correct ones. "It's always a little different and-" You pause, "I guess it's a little salty? And everybody's different, everybody is unique. " You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, hopping that Jinx would stop with her chaotic questions.

You're grateful for the few moments of silence that follow your words, then suddenly, "So, what do I taste like?" You lean in to kiss her, and she pulls back.

You tilt your head to the side, memories of this morning come flooding back, "What? You asked." You frown at her and direct your attention towards the forgotten book in your hands.

"Yeah, I know- it's jus', I always kinda assumed it was nasty." She comments.

"Why?" You ask, not looking up from your book.

"It's a moist cavity between your legs, genius." She retorts.

"A moist cavity-" you mock her, and she pushes you a bit, trying to hide her smile.

"Yeah, it is, n' sometimes it smells- n' it's gross-" she babbles on, you interrupt her.

"It's not-" You pause, thinking back on the question she originally asked you. You set down the book and face her.

"Do you honestly wanna know what you what you taste like?" Her eyes beam.

"That's why I asked dumbass." She giggles, and a grin grows on your face.

"C'mere." You tell her and she scoots closer to you, you spread her legs a bit, put your hand on her knee, then slowly, and gently run it up her thigh until you get under her skirt. She bites her lip, anxious about what you're going to do next.

You gently rub her clit through her thong, her head falls back a bit and her leg twitches, you finally pull her baby blue thong to the side and run your index and middle finger through her folds covering them in her juices, you can hear how fucking wet she is.

She gasps softly as you slowly insert the two of your fingers inside of her, slowly pumping them in and out. Your other hand grabs her chin, forcing her to make eye contact with you. She whimpers, trying to hold back her moans. And suddenly, you pull them out.

Still making eye contact with her, you put both fingers in your mouth and suck all of her juices off of them. You watch her legs squeeze together, and you lean towards her, close enough to where you can feel her breath on your lips.

"You taste so fucking good."

Afterward: Long story short, Jinx later comes out, you get into a relationship with each other, get married, and live happily ever after. (Also, Jinx tried eating pussy and she fucking LOVES it, she's now a munch 😁)

[thisrots]

♡⋆.࿐࿔ omegaverse for our fav girls!

sevika:

- obviously a dominant alpha. no question or doubt about it

- would not hesitate to mark you the second she had the opportunity to, even if you bitched about it, that only made her want to do it again!

- she’d always take care of you and make sure to keep you safe. that was her goal in life, to be your protector. would go with you everywhere, cook for you, bathe you, etc. you’re definitely her soft spot (would def growl at whoever looked at you for too long). also! would NOT allow you to take heat suppressants, saying that she was your alpha and could take care of that little issue for you (and takes care of it VERY WELL)

- would purposely leave her pheromones on you, especially when you were heading out somewhere, letting everyone know that you belonged to her. not that they didn’t already know that to begin with, i mean, she made sure to make that known (everyone knew you as ‘Sevika’s girl’ owo)

- went into ruts religiously. like, every other week. would drill into you and come inside every time, fucking you anywhere and everywhere she wanted to. wherever it hit her, she’d find a place to rip your panties off and mate right there and then. her member would be… large, to say the least, her favorite part being the bulge poking out of your lower tummy when she’d fuck you. when you two would rut fuck at home, it’d be so rough the bed’s legs would snap, having you two out buying for a new one the next day (you two have definitely traumatized the furniture store employees). when she first knotted in you, you cried and whined, complaining of how badly she hurt inside. was more than apologetic, fucking hated herself in that moment, soothing you and kissing your tears away the best she could. again, you were always her soft spot.

jinx:

- dominant omega for sure, the omega part would make it hard for people to believe she actually has the power to destroy everything and anything (but trust… we know she can)

- would VERY MUCH be into marking, biting you everywhere and in the most visible places. also would ask to be bit back, as hard as you could (because it would turn her on).

- bossy and jealous! would tell you what to do/where to go but always join you, you know, to make sure no other omega catches your eye. and if she notices one looking, there will be hell to pay (do not underestimate her because she’s an omega). would play the ‘villain’ part outside the best she could, making others forget she was really an omega, but would melt at home the second your fingers grazed her skin.

- CONSTANT. HEAT. CYCLES. this girl is like a bunny on batteries, hole wet and ready for you always. would ask you to leave your pheromones on her so she could not only smell like you, but masturbate to the scent later if you weren’t home, making sure to continue until you walked through the door and fucked her stupid (and yes… she’d beg for you to come inside her). would also PLEAD for you to knot in her. she didn’t care how badly it hurt, she just needed to be as close to you as possible, needed to feel like she was owned. would always remind you mid fuck that you were hers, moaning and groaning it out as you were deep inside her. forcing you to say it, damn near making her finish when you did. would occasionally try to dominate you, and it would work at first, only for her to somehow end up underneath you again. at least she’d try her best!

cait:

- my girl gives beta vibes (wait hol up—hear me out!) BUT DEFINITELY DOES NOT comply to the title. was meant to be a dominant alpha, ordering everyone around, having power over everything, and her strength… yeah, no, she struggled a bit with identity crisis at first. but has learned to use it to her advantage!

- gives no fucks that she can’t really mark you, leaving purple and red bruises all over your body (where only people who could undress you would see, she respects you too much to have you walking around all bitten up).

- can’t smell pheromones, but CAN tell when they’ve been left on her. she’s a people reader, so she knows the exact face someone makes when she smells different. it frustrates her to the MAX, unless it’s you—then she smirks at the change of expression on their face, continuing the conversation like nothing (taking a mental note though, of course).

- would not give a fuck that she’s not labeled as dominant or submissive, actually, she’d take that for advantage. would fuck you senseless for hours, using her long fingers, toys, whatever she had available, no matter if you’re an alpha or omega, you’d crumble underneath her every time. even when she was taking it, cowgirl, doggy, didn’t matter what position, she somehow still had power over you. punishing you every time you took too long to make her come or for coming too soon (or without permission ;3). she had memorized everything that made you feel good. every spot, curl of her fingers, swirl of her tongue on your clit, and definitely used it against you. they were all the same to her, alphas and omegas, because at the end of the day, they’d all want to spread their legs for her.

vi:

- pretty puppy recessive alpha! strong to others yet nothing but a good girl for you.

- she’d definitely accidentally mark you during her ruts. would feel bad after, apologizing endlessly, despite you reassuring her that it was okay because you already belonged to her!

- think of having a human puppy around. would want attention, praise, pets, and would worship the ground you walk on. in public though, she’d definitely shape up and put on her big dog face (you know, to go along with the whole alpha thing).

- again, would ‘accidentally’ leave her pheromones on you half the time. though, when she would notice you talking to another alpha, would purposely push them out and swirl them around you the best she could, causing the other to choke up and wrap up the conversation. but just on accident, of course!

- her ruts happened once a month, seemingly pretty easy to deal with, right? wrong. pent up sexual frustration would eat her alive, letting it all out the second she felt the heat of the rut starting. pounding you into the mattress, no protection, cum leaking out of you from her constant orgasms. poor girl would just be so whiny though, whimpering and moaning like she was the one taking it. you’d take advantage of that, riding her until she cried from how good it felt, calling her your good girl for fucking you so well. they’d last days a time occasionally, nonstop fucking, making sure to let out every drop of cum she had inside of you. she’d be so worried about you after she snapped out of the rut haze, eyes tearing up from how sore you’d be. she’d bathe you, make your favorite meal (the best she could, not too good at cooking), and massage the soreness out of your body. you’d kiss and reassure her that you were okay, which didn’t mean shit to Vi, she’d spend the rest of the month making it up to you until the next rut.

[just4jinx]

JiNXiE ! 23 ﹒ she her ﹒ pisces ﹒ infp ﹒ lesbian nsfw blog !

m.list rules recent art reqs open always.

jinx's girlfriend. ashe's sweetheart. arlecchino's love.

[averagearcanewatcher]

HEADCANNONS FOR DATING JINX !!

warnings: smut mentions (clearly stated where), pure fluff, sub!reader, top!jinx, jealous!jinx AFAB reader (no pronouns used but are implied), tit obbsession, fingering(implied), strap-on, use of toys, semi-public sex (implied), mommy kink, use of handcuffs. that’s it i think, tell me if i need to add any.

jinx is an absolute softie when it comes to you

she will literally crumble and give in anytime she intends on saying no to you

she either uses really cringy pet names on you( buzzbomb, killerkat, etc) or extremely sweet pet names. there’s no in between.

any holiday you can name you will get spoiled, whether she’s made it herself or bought it, you’ll always have too much to carry.

she first introduced you to vi and then was confused how the entirety of zaun knew the next day (vi is a gossiper, you can’t tell me otherwise.)

she’s scared of the dark. it’s so obvious. you have to leave a light on every night or else she will get scared and have a breakdown

she’ll sing to you if you ask. yeah, she’ll hesitate, but she downright has the most angelic voice you’ve ever heard.

NSFW (MINORS DNI)

jinx does not take it easy on you.

she has a habit of overstimming you by accident and then feeling guilty because she didn’t know why you were crying

has a hexstrap AND a shimmer strap (obviously)

she so makes her own toys that make you feel just right and she’ll only ever use them on you.

downright obsessed with your tits. she’s always touching and groping them in public and you always get embarrassed

most nights you’ll probably fall asleep with her fingers buried in your pussy

whenever she does let you please her, she’s always bossing you around. it honestly kills you because you just want to be good for her

owns a cupboard of handcuffs. she knows they make you whine and moan like hell because you can’t reach her.

massive mommy kink. might’ve thought she’d be a daddy but you’re literally her baby girl. such a mama’s girl and she loves it.

a/n: this is so short im sorry. i feel like i should do a sub!jinx x top!reader for all my fellow tops out there. opinions?

[jiinxswife]

Jinx x fem reader smut Drabble

Warnings: smut, obviously

Just thinking about jinx being a whiny mess at you licking and sucking her clit, whimpering, sweating, struggling like a worm as she tries to kick you away at the same time she pulls you closer by your hair, her not being able to decide if she wants to be so loud that the whole Zaun can hear how good you are for her or if she wants to stay quiet to try and fail to deny how good you’re making her feel

[sweetsuitwitch]

[arcaneconfessions]

the way some of you* speak about the characters' bodies screams "eating disorder rhetoric." like no, viktor's pre-robot body is not skinny legend goals, he's actually literally dying. jinx is not body tea, she's chronically malnourished. vi isn't weird and gross because she has muscle, and it doesn't mean she's been "fed better" than zaunites like jinx and silco, it means that her weight has presented differently (like vander, sevika, etc). even the way some of you speak about cait's chest in comparison to the rest of her is very weird.

*SOME OF YOU.

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[that-boleyn-boy]

Caitjinx my beloved

(Skin showing, no kirammountains exposed)

[thisrots]

favorite girl

𖦹⭒°｡⋆ stalker!jinx x fem!reader (part 2)

part 1

; warnings: NSFW, gun, some pain inflicting, strap, messy sex, squirt, fingering, stretching out, some degrading/praise, switch!jinx x switch!reader (i think… fighting for dominance almost)

“You wore those just for me, toots?”

You felt a shockwave travel throughout your body as you heard those words roll out of Jinx’s mouth as she stood behind you. Eyes widening, breath picking up, room spinning a bit from the shock going straight to your head. This feeling wasn’t from fear, or anxiousness, it was from excitement. It was almost as if your fight or flight mode ceased to exist. Your fists balled up, squeezing tightly, little crescent marks beginning to form on your palms. That little seven letter sentence completely sobered you up, focused on nothing but the sound of Jinx’s boots clinking on the ground as she slowly walked around your room. For some reason, you refused to turn around. You were too busy trying to convince yourself that the moment you’d waited on for so fucking long was actually happening.

“Wanna know somethin’?” She asked, her finger grazing along your walls and desk, fiddling with the objects on it. “I’ve been in this room so many times, too many times to count.” Her steps moved closer to you, inches away now, standing right behind you. Her voice was a little rough, but soft, almost a whisper. Your body stiffened up, fists shivering. “But, this time is different. This is the first time I’m in it with you… awake.”

Her breath was hitting the back of your neck, making you gasp sharply. “Are you scared?” Jinx whispered tauntingly in your hear, making you quickly turn around to face her. To face the woman that haunted your life in the best fucking way possible. The woman who knew your every move, killed someone for you, and who could destroy you if she wanted to. There she was, face to face with you, a smirk plastered on her lips. Her eyes gleamed in the dark faintly lit room, pupils blown out. Her hands were behind her back, blue hair in her face, looking innocent yet so guilty.

“Jinx,” You said, voice breathy and quiet.

“That’s me.” She said, inching closer. She was just centimeters away now, so close you felt her body heat radiating off of her. Your heart pounded against your chest loudly, so loud you could hear every beat.

“What… What is it about me? Why me?” You questioned, hesitant but not stuttering. Your mind raced as you finally asked the question that tore you apart. You wondered what she’d say, your eyes darting all across her face, itching for a reaction out of her.

She raised her eyebrow then sneered, like she wasn’t expecting a question. “I could tell you weren’t scared from the start,” She started, walking around you, eyeing your body. “You might be hot, but you aren’t such a good actress. You do know that, right?”

Your eyes rolled at her comment, scoffing a bit. “Well-”

Jinx cut you off with the sudden click of her gun pressed against the back of your head. Your eyes shot open, tensing up against the cold metal. “Yet, you still put on that fucked up petrified face every time I got close to you. Like, like you… wanted to go along with it.” She made her way around you again, gun still cocked on your head, nose to nose with you now as she spoke. “You did that for me, didn’t you? You did that to please me. You… You’re fucking crazy.” Her eyes glared at you, snickers escaping her lips as she spoke.

Your eyebrows furrowed, flush forming on your cheeks. She’d known all along, which irritated you. I mean, if she knew, why hadn’t she done something about it sooner? “Funny, coming from you. Answer my fucking question.”

“C’mon, babe… Don’t you get it?” Jinx leaned in, lips hovering over yours, her other hand gripping on your jaw. “I just fucking did.”

That did it for you. Your lips crashed into hers, a moan escaping your mouth as the two of you melted into one. Her long tongue slithered its way into your mouth, battling for dominance with your own. She threw the gun on your bed, slamming you down on it, tongues still intertwined. Her saliva dripped into your mouth as she groaned against you, hips grinding against your damp panties. You wrapped your arms around her neck, fingertips feeling her skin, something you’d been dreaming to do for so long. She suddenly pulled away from you, sitting up on your thighs, panting as she spoke.

“Do ya wanna know something else I know?” She asked, head tilting as her hand reaching down, fingers trailing against the bottom of your stomach, making the heat build up inside your thighs again. You weren’t sure if you really wanted to know, but you nodded anyway, hoping whatever it was would get her to put her fingers inside you.

“I know about your late night activities,” Jinx said as she leaned over you, hand slowly creeping its way into your panties, making your legs spread. Your cheeks flushed a bright pink, biting down on your lip.

“I memorized the way you’d call out for me every time you came. I mean, seriously, every fucking time. I memorized your face, your body, the certain pitch your moans made right when you were on edge,” Her hand slipped in, grazing over your clit, playing with the wetness dripping out of your hole. You gasped at the sensation, gripping onto the sheets, eyes darting towards her face. You were desperate at this point, skin on fire from her teasing, wanting nothing more than for her to completely wreck you. “Wanna know one more thing?”

You nodded quickly, “Yes, please. Tell me, hurry.”

She giggled, tutting at your pleading. “What a needy thing.” She licked along your ear, nibbling it softly before she whispered, “I memorized the way you fucked yourself while you imagined it was me.”

Her two fingers slipped in, so smoothly, so easily, like you were molded perfectly for her. Like she belonged inside of you. Your back arched, eyes rolling back, moaning loudly. She groaned as she pushed them in as far as they’d go, feeling as you clenched around her. The ear nibble quickly turned into a bite, drawing blood from your ear. She licked it up, pumping in and out of you, curling her fingers just the way you liked it. You yelped at the sudden sharp pain, but quickly forgot about it as your whole body was swallowed by pleasure.

“Jinx!” You called out for her, hands gripping on her shoulders, nails digging into her skin.

She looked at you, eyes full of desire and glow, trying her best to stay composed as she continued. “Jeez, you’re wearin’ out my name, toots.”

“You… You promise you were looking?” You asked, eyes lowered, a smirk rising up on your face.

Jinx scoffed, eyebrows raised. “You’re way worse than my stalking habit, you know that?” She suddenly pulled out, stared into your eyes, and put the fingers that were just inside of you in her mouth. Your eyes widened, jaw dropping slightly, breath hitching.

“Sweet.” Was all she said before she practically tore your panties off, leaving you naked, exposing the stickiness between your thighs as she spread them open and stared into it. “Wow, look at you!Do guns against your head turn you on, doll?” She taunted as she poked at your clit, making your whole body twitch. You suddenly sat up, pulling her towards you, and kissed her again. You slid your tongue in her mouth to taste yourself as you began to tug her pieces of clothing off. One by one they left her body, leaving her just as bare and vulnerable as you.

“There,” You muttered, lips now resting against her neck. “Now we’re even.” You bit down, sucking and swirling your tongue on her pale skin, leaving behind red and purple bruises. You were totally marking her, making sure everyone knew that she belonged to you just as much as you belonged to her. You reached down her stomach, further down, until you reached her sopping cunt. It was practically drooling for you, her head throwing back and a strained moan escaping her lips as your finger gently pressed against her clit. You rubbed in slow circles, hearing her breath hitch as she slowly began to lose control.

“H-Handsy, aren’t ya?” Jinx muttered out, her lanky, cold hands gripping onto your shoulders as her hips bucked on your fingers, like she was asking for more without using words. You grinned softly at her neediness, knowing that in reality, as scary as she wanted to seem, you were the one who had the power. You’d known that all along, too. The two of you were a panting, moaning, needy mess as you continued to tease her. You wanted her to break first, to throw you down and spread you apart, to use you until she was satisfied. You could tell she was close to breaking—her face twisting up every time you’d stop rubbing, nose twitching, moans growing louder and more frustrated. She was so fucking cute.

You were quickly thrown back onto the bed as she got up for a second, rummaging through the bag she had brought.

“What are you—”

“Jeez, give me a second, will ya?” Jinx said as she strapped something on her hips, rolling your eyes at her. “It’s something special.” She turned around, grinning wide as a violet, glowing strap hung off of her. Your eyes widened at her length, looking back up to meet her eyes. “I made this just for you, toots!” She said proudly. “You said I could do whatever I wanted, right?” She questioned, climbing back on the bed, propping you up against the wall.

“Well,” You started, thighs opening up for her. “I did say something like that.” Her face lit up, wasting no time as she positioned the tip of the toy against your drippy hole. “Open wiiiiide!” She said as she pushed your thighs back, pressing them against your chest. You looked away in embarrassment, eyes shutting for a second, before you felt the sharp pain of her palm hitting your cheek. Your eyes shot back open, jaw dropping a bit as you stared at her hardened expression. “Look at me. Don’t close your eyes, got it?” Jinx instructed, holding onto your jaw as she forced your face towards her. “Gods, that look on your face fucking kills me…” She said as she slowly slid her member inside of you.

A slow, loud moan rolled out of your mouth as she did so, eyes rolling back. You gripped onto her back, nails running down against it, leaving red marks all along it. “Shit,” You hissed. “So—So fucking big…" She was stretching you out, making your face twist up as she pushed the toy in deeper.

“Oh, I know, baby. But you can take it, can’t you? I made this special just for you. Don’t ruin it, alright? I believe in you!” She cooed a little mockingly as she forced it in all the way. Jinx knew how to please you. She’d learned how to from afar, taking the time to make the perfect toy for you with the notes she’d taken from her watching you orgasm time and time again. It hit your g-spot just right, grazing against it every time she thrusted, the violet light glowing so brightly, showing how deep inside you she was. She fucked so hard against you that the toy repeatedly slapped against your clit, sending jolts all throughout your body.

“Fuck, s-so deep…” She started, pressing against the bulge the toy created against your skin. Jinx was… messy, to say the least. She would rut into you, thrusts heavy and deep, wanting to fill up every inch of you. The strap of the toy rubbing against her puffy clit every time she did so. Poor thing was so wet, she was moaning louder than you were. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, drool dripping along your breasts, her chipped nails digging into your waist as she continued. Her makeup was smudged, panting like a dog in heat. She was starving before you, patiently waiting for this moment. Hungry for your warmth. Waiting to make you hers. She looked down at your stretched out hole, slick noises coming from it as she fucked into you. “L-Look at you, taking me so well. So… s’fucking… mmh! Good!”

You knew that last part wasn’t praise, she was moaning out about how good she felt. It sounded like she was the one getting pounded into. She was greedy and desperate, face completely fucked out. You smirked, legs spreading wider, staring deep into her eyes. “Look at—mmh—me? Look at you. Such a mess even though I’m the one getting fucked.”

Jinx whined at your comment, face nuzzling into your neck, tongue grazing along your skin as she savored the salty taste of your sweat. “Been waitin’ on this for so long, I can’t—I can’t help it!” She mewed out, her voice cracking as her speed picked up. “You—You’re gonna fucking kill me, doll!”

Your fingers reached for the gun that laid beside you, wrapping your hand around it as you pointed it to her head. A smirk curled up on your face as Jinx’s eyes met yours, widened and full of shock. You bit your lip at the sight of her face, feeling a tightness growing at the bottom of your stomach, your moans increasingly getting higher.

“Are—Are you—scared?” You mocked, sentence choppy, finger shaking as it rested against the trigger. Jinx groaned out, cackling as she positioned the toy to hit nothing but the spot that made your toes curl. Your back arched, struggling to keep the gun held up, screaming out as she did so.

“Ah, ah, ah! You wanna be oh so big and bad? Keep the fucking gun on me, or I’ll pull out. I can tell you’re close.” She hissed, hand on your cheeks, forcing you to look at nothing but her. She had slobber on her jaw, hair sticking to her sweaty forehead, her whiny moans growing louder as you pressed the gun against her head harder. “You’re mine. You’re all fucking mine. Your—Your hole is mine, your body is mine, your mind is mine. Y-You’re—fucking—mine!”

You could feel your walls tightening around the toy, your body begging for release. Your thighs began to quiver underneath her, eyes watering up. “Everything is y-yours! All of me is yours, Jinx, everything! Please let me come. Let me fucking come, pleasepleaseplease!” You begged, hips bucking against the toy.

“Pull the trigger.” She demanded, trying her best to keep herself together. “C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, s’close…”

Your eyes widened a bit at her command, hand trembling, eyes darting towards the gun then back to her face as you hesitated. You knew Jinx’s weapons were always loaded, was she really that crazy? Her grip tightened on your face, moaning out in frustration. “Come on, do it for me, my favorite girl. Do it for me, make me come. Be a good girl, yeah? Pull the fucking trigger! Just—”

Click.

Your heart skipped a beat, holding your breath. The second her empty gun clicked, Jinx threw her head back, moaning your name out loudly as spurts of squirt escaped her cunt, the warmness spreading over your pussy. You stared in awe of the view, watching as she came before you. You reached your orgasm soon after, dropping the gun to wrap your arms around her neck and hold her close as cum gushed out of you and onto her strap. You scratched up her shoulders, bit into her skin, teeth sinking deep in her. She moaned out at the pain, making her orgasm ride out longer, fucking you slow and deep to draw yours out as well. She pulled out after, limp body laying on yours, panting as her head rested on your stomach. You laid there motionless, taking deep breaths as you played with her loose hair, staring at the wall in front of you.

You were speechless. You didn’t believe it was real, having sex with Jinx. You’d thought about it for so long, how could you possibly know if this was real or part of your imagination? You looked down at her, eyes closed as her other hand gripped onto your thigh. She’s real, right? You thought to yourself, finger poking at her cheek to get a reaction out of her. She opened one eye, whining at you. “Hey, what the hell?”

“S-Sorry.” You replied, still staring at her. She groaned, sitting up in front of you.

“What, cat got your tongue?” She teased, giggling a bit.

“No! Just…” You started, reaching over to grab onto her hand. “You’re real, right?”

Silence. Her eyes blinked a couple times before she let a cackle out, pulling you in closer to her face. “Oh, you bet I’m real, baby. You’re mine. I’m gonna make your life a living hell.”

You smiled, staring into the same violet eyes you’d fallen for a long time ago. Her response excited you more than the actual sex itself. “You promise?”

[averagearcanewatcher]

✷ welcome to my blog !!

hey suckers (and fuckers) <3 this is my blog ig. i’m literally hooked on arcane so thats the most you’ll get, but i sometimes write for the mcu (requests for other fandoms are okay too !)

strictly 18+ please, i don’t want to traumatise kiddies !!

the age rating will be mentioned in every post as well as warnings, as i’m not always feeling like a lustful whore :)

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[elle-girlylesbian]

When they ask my type but Id be on my knees for jinx and sevika :(