me and your mama

requests: open , she/her , 20

[girlforthegirls]

hiii !! i’m jay !! and i’m going to start writing for my lesbian ass and hopefully for my fellow gay girlies ⭐️💫

who i plan on writing for (as of rn : subject to change/add)

tlou: ellie, abby, dina, (maybeeeee joel bc i can)

arcane: vi, jinx, caitlyn, sevika, mel

❥ REQUESTS ARE OPEN !! send em innnn !!!

(i’m pretty open to write about anything - but don’t be mad if i choose not to write a request !)

ps - this isn’t my main blog // i follow from @ateezinmymind

[vvampirelust]

midnight cowboy

warnings: smut, reverse cowgirl, kinda mean!sevika, brief spanking, BIG MAMA (she is a warning.)

this was inspired by JADE’s song, ‘midnight cowboy’

Neon lights glare through the window, illuminating the dark space, and the two figures inside. Flashes of purple and blue casting over their silhouettes. Muffled bass thumps, echoing from the nightlight outside. It’s almost silent other wise, heavy breathing filling the void.

Sevika’s mechanical arm rests behind her head, leaning back on it, her cold grey eyes alert, watching. There’s a smug look on her face, smoke pouring in spirals from her nose as she takes a drag from the blunt between her lips. She tears her eyes from your naked form, down to your hands and grunts when you roughly tighten the harness around her thigh. Saddling her up. “Easy.” She bites.

You simply chuckle in response, knowing fine well she likes when you try to play a little rough.

Sevika’s purplish strap stands tall on her hips, thick and ridged, made to make you feel everything. Your cunt throbs at the sight, thighs squeezing. It suited Sevika perfectly, big and intimidating. Her free hand comes to wrap around it, stroking the thick length up and down. You’re staring hungrily, folds dripping with slick, eager to have Sevika inside you.

Her head tilts, “You gonna get on with it, or what?” She asks gruffly, daringly. Eyes trailing down to the mess between your thighs, demeanour faltering ever so slightly at the sight of your glistening cunt. Sevika hums, patting her thigh, “Come ‘n ride me, gorgeous. Show me what you’re made of.” She challenges through another puff of smoke, settling back against the headboard.

Lip caught between your teeth, you nod dumbly, “Need your cock, Sevika,” you sigh, climbing her eagerly, watching her smirk. You turn around on her lap, straddling her thighs. It takes Sevika by surprise, which doesn’t happen often, having expected you to ride facing her. Now she has a full view of your back, her eyes trailing down the length of you. She admires your curves, the swell of your ass and fuck, your cunt.

Which was winding down on the tip of her strap, coating Sevika’s cock in your sticky juices. She catches on your entrance and you gasp, walls fluttering as you tease yourself.

Sevika’s groan dances with your long moan when you finally sink down on her cock. Feeling lightheaded as you stretch around the size of her, so deep inside your cunt, you can feel her in your throat. Sevika’s groan turns into a dark laugh, flesh hand wiping to snatch the blunt from her lips, tossing it aside. “You really are just fucking nasty, aren’t you, girl?” her words are harsh as she sits up, the movement forcing her cock deeper. You whine, cut off by Sevika’s arm wrapping around your chest, tugging your back flush against her.

“Fuckin’ slut, look at you,” she drawls, mechanical hand finding your waist, running down, freezing against your hot skin. “Fuck, look at these curves. Just move-yeah that’s it. Nice and slow,” Sevika guides you, grip on your waist urging you to grind down on her, hips rolling for her hard eyes to admire.

Your soft moans echo, whimpers slipping out whenever her cock hits those spots inside you that have you lost for breath. “Sevika, please,” you have no idea what you’re pleading for. Sevika simply grunts in response, leaning down to attack your neck with her mouth. Sucking hard enough to leave marks, looking down your body as you continue to rock your hips back against her. You suck in a sharp, deep breath, Sevika watching how your tits move as you heave, perky nipple just begging to be pinched and bitten. So she does, pawing and groping at your tits until you’re whining and squirming on her cock.

You start to grind down harder, faster, desperate for more. More noises slip past your lips, growing louder with each rut of your hips. You want to bounce on her cock, feel her sliding in and out of your soaked pussy. Yet Sevika lays a sharp smack to your thigh, “What did i just say?” she murmurs nipping your skin, “Slow.”

With a whine you sit back on her cock, “I need more,” you punctuate with a hard roll of your hips, the pressure giving Sevika friction to which she groans. “Lemme ride you. Give me more, please. I wanna feel you in my tummy.” You sound pathetic, and it gets Sevika off, wanting to see just how desperate you can get. “Please, Sev-“ You cut yourself off with a whimper as you attempt to bounce on her, feeling her cock shifting deliciously against your fluttering walls. “More,” you sigh quietly, lost in the pleasure.

It’s short lived as you’re suddenly shoved forward onto your hands, Sevika scoffing behind you. “You want more?” She sneers, laying a slap to your ass. “Take it.” You’re looking at her over your shoulder, eyebrows raised. Sevika rolls her eyes, her impatience evident as she gestures to you sitting still on her cock. “Get on with it. Fuck yourself dumb, doll, gimme a good show.”

You start slow, lifting off her cock until only her tip sheathed. Letting Sevika see how well you take her as you sink down to the hilt, curses falling from your lips in whispered whines. Sevika hums her approval, eyes trained on the way you begin bouncing on her cock. Quickening the pace of your thrusts, your head falls back in pleasure. Bracing yourself using her thighs, you pant out little whines and whimpers, feeling her so deep, gliding against your sensitive walls.

“Sevika, fuck!” you cry out, voice strained, “Feels s-so good.” That coil beginning to wind up in your stomach, making you clench and attempt to keep her lodged in your cunt. You can hear Sevika’s heavy breath behind you, clearly affected by watching you ride her. Yet her tone is smug, her voice dropping lower, “Come on. You can do better than that.”

Her hands slide to cup your ass, the contrast of hot and cold sending sparks flying across your body. She spreads you open to her gaze as you start to pick up pace, slamming down harder on her cock. She watches the way your cunt swallows her whole, how you were gripping her cock whenever she slid out. Sevika curses behind you, low and husky, “That’s it.”

The need to cum overpowers the ache in your legs, the need to please Sevika. Your eyebrows are furrowed, moans spilling as you bounce up and down, again and again. Fucking yourself hard on her cock, making your head feel fuzzy. “I- fuck,” it feels so good. She’s so deep in your tummy, hitting all the right spots. “I’m gonna…fuck…i’m gonna cum,” you manage, whining, feeling the pressure building up in your core.

Sevika doesn’t even answer, entrance by the crease, the jiggle of your ass against her hips. Your thighs start shaking, inching closer and closer. It drives you wild, riding Sevika like a goddamn cowgirl. Your nails dig into her skin, hard, and she only groans at the feeling. You’re chanting her name in a whispered prayer, voice rising in pitch as your orgasm begins to take over.

It washes over you dramatically, wave after wave. You can’t get a word out, mouth dropped in a silent moan, convulsing atop her. Your cunt is squeezing her rhythmically, like a vice, unable to comprehend the feelings taking over your body. Your thrusts become weaker, attempting to fuck yourself through it. You aren’t given a chance to ride out your high before you feel Sevika’s hand fisting your hair. She grips your hair like a ponytail, tugging your head back as she readjusts herself. And then she makes you scream.

Sevika pistons her hips to meet your thrusts, fucking up into you with an aggression. Your moans come out in broken sobs as she overstimulates your cunt. Your neck strains with how tight Sevika holds your hair, pulling you so far back you could nearly see her upside down. “Got another one in you, don’t ya’?” Sevika growls, grunting with each thrust of her cock into your dripping cunt. Strings of your slick are falling to the bed beneath you, soaking Sevika’s thighs, leaving a ring of cum around the base of her cock.

It’s too much. Far too much. But still not enough. The way she’s rutting into you like a dog in heat, making you see fucking stars. Having not recovered from your first orgasm and she’s already fucking you into the next one. Her free hand finds your hip, gripping tightly and using her strength to bounce you on top of her. “Good fucking girl,” she drawls through a grunt, “Taking me so well.”

You sob out in pleasure as a response, listening to the obscene wet sounds. Paired with the slapping of Sevika’s hips against your ass. It was filthy, pornographic, but it simply made you want it more. Sevika was pushing you past your limits, and a sick, twisted part of you got off on it. The way she used you like a toy.

And you let her, body pliant as she fucked up into you, cock hitting deeper than you ever thought possible. Your legs were trembling, so close to giving out beneath you. “Fuckin’ look at you. Making a mess of my dick,” Sevika practically snarls, tugging your hair harder and rutting into you deeper. “Gonna cum, doll?”

You couldn’t speak, attempting a weak nod as you whined. Your cunt was tightening around her cock again and you were gasping for air. It was all too much. The feeling of her cock, the fuzziness in your head. “Please, please, please please,” you whimper, needing to let go.

Sevika chuckles darkly, gripping your hip tighter. “Want it bad, huh?” Her tip was pushing into that spot with each thrust, pulling on your hair until she was able to latch her teeth into your neck.

That was your breaking point, the coil in your tummy snapping. Sevika forces another orgasm out of you. She grunts with each thrust, fucking you through the near unbearable pleasure. Your moans release in broken screams and squeaks, arms giving out as you fall back into her. Sevika wraps her arm around your middle, cooing in your ear, rutting her hips up over and over, letting you feel everything.

“Ohhh,” you’re shuddering in her hold, “Oh my god!” Your hand shoots behind you to grab a hold of the back of her neck, grounding yourself. You don’t even register the tears falling from your eyes from how hard she made you cum. You have to turn your head and bury your face into her, panting for breath, still shaking. You can feel Sevika stroking her mechanical thumb over your hip, offering a form of comfort.

She’s laughing in your ear, smug expression gracing her face. She lets go of your hair to grab your face, smushing your cheeks. “I think it’s my turn, doll.” She says quietly, gruffly, breath hot against the shell of your ear, “Gonna ride that pretty face of yours. Let’s see how much you can take.”

[killerbait-deactivated20250314]

i need more of jinx being a bottom and fucked by a strap

nsfw 𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 jinx loooves being put in place, especially by you. its also way more enjoyable than the piltover law enforcement. one of the things you find real entertaining is how flexible jinx is— she's a small girl, skinner than most... easy to move around.

her favorite is when your hands slide up the back of her thighs, pinning her knees to the bed on either side of her body as your strap buries deep inside her, the angle making the faux veins rub against different spots.

she squeaks and moans with every thrust, her long nails scratching at your arms in a desperate attempt to take the pleasure you're giving her, whining your name.

the new position makes her somehow wetter, her face scrunching up in pleasure. "mmph— h-harder..."

you tug her closer to the edge of the bed, your hips slapping against hers harder and your breath hitching as the harness nudges your clit a few times.

her slender hands travel up your arms to your face, whimpering as she brings you down to lean over her, her fuzzy pink eyes staring up into your own. she craves that connection, your love, even if you are pounding her into the mattress.

you brush her bangs out of her face as she whines, pressing a kiss to her forehead and then her lips, feeling her eagerly kiss back before breaking it to moan. "'m cuming..." she whimpers.

"yeah..?" you whisper, your eyes flickering down to watch her pussy swallow your strap to the hilt, the wet squelching sound making her hide her face in your neck, nodding frantically.

you tilt your hips a little, hearing the pretty gasp that falls from her as you hit the spot inside her that makes her start to squirm under you. it's cute, her whimpers and pants growing more frequent and high pitched as you rub repeatedly against that spot.

her body tenses up suddenly, crying out as she starts gushing around your strap every time your hips draw back, your abdomen and the toy soaked with her release.

the sight is something you never want to forget, her thighs twitching under your hands, how pretty she looks wrapped around the silicone and how she leaks around it.

you keep her writhing body pinned down as you fuck her through it. she can't run from it like she tends to do, forced to feel every single second of her orgasm that you intentionally prolong until she starts clawing at you to stop when it gets too much.

because i feel like jinx is a squirter tbh

[r3starttt]

messy make out session with abby? yeah, need it

You're sitting on her lap, your legs on the sides of her waist, trying their best to support your every move on top of her, desperately rubbing you'r cunt on her lap every chance you got.

Her hands all over your body. On top of your ass, guiding it. Running painfully slowly from your lower back all the way up to the back or your neck, caressing the sides of your cheeks as your lips move gracefully against hers in a very sloppy kiss.

You keep your hands on her upper body, not moving any lower knowing not you or her would be able to stop it there, and what's the fun in that?

Making circles around her chest, up and down, side to side. Putting your weight on her by holding her shoulders or the sides of her arms whenever she helps you ride her. Or on her neck whenever she deepens the kiss.

This being pure torture for both, but it feels so good. Somehow even better than being skin to skin, it feels just right to say the least.

Hums, silent moans and whimpers coming out of her mouth in between every kiss, and prasings that are barely coherent, pure mumbles.

"Doing so good f' me baby" "Mhm yeah, just like that, keep going" "nuh uh, don't stop"

[girlforthegirls]

AHHHHHHHH AHAGAGAHAHAHHAA I NEED THIS RN THANKS 🫠🗣️🗣️🗣️🧎‍♀️

[girlforthegirls]

vi smut coming soon ! 😛🤭😮‍💨🤪👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 (then i’ll get those two requests goinnnnnn) MWAHHHHH

[killerbait-deactivated20250314]

Vi with a breeding kink calling you mama (or mommy) whining about how badly she wants to stuff you up :(( poor girl’s so pussy drunk just can’t think straight

okaaaay

nsfw

she always starts with acting all tough, dominant. but you know better, and you know soon enough she would melt into you. and you could feel her slipping.

she was on top of you, her forearms holding her up beside your head and you face down on the bed as she pushed the strap into you over and over, the both of you whiny messes— but specifically her. you can barely focus on the pleasure flooding through your veins as you listened to vi, feeling her heavy breathing against the side of your face. she moans as if she can feel how tight you are around her, feel how warm and wet you are. she swears she can

“fuck— i need…” you barely catch what she pants out, feeling her body weight lift off you. her big hands land on your lower back, giving her leverage as she resumed her relentless thrusts, getting a clear view of how her cock sinks into you and comes out with a white ring near the base. it makes her spiral a little, images of your cunt spilling with her cum plaguing her delusion little mind

you think, maybe she needs to take a second to catch her breath— that’s what she was gonna say. but you’re interrupted by a particularly harsh thrust into you, making your body jolt and a loud moan to leave your bitten lips. “need to make you a fuckin’ mommy.”

[elsweetheart]

wanna sit on vi’s lap while we’re watching tv and then she starts moving her hips, basically bouncing me up and down nd then when i start whining she stops and smirks at me and keeps doing that until i’m all riled up and-

IH MY GOD I WAS LITERALLY REFRESHING MY NOTIFS LIKE i wish someone would send me some vi thoughts :(( and then u came along like BOOM !! genie in a bottle !! granting my wish !!! this literally made my tummy flip tho omg :(

perhaps it’s the fact you’re wearing a little summer dress that does nothing to shield your crotch from the rough material of her pants. maybe it’s the way her large and strong hands feel around your waist. you knew she wasn’t watching tv, infact — you could have bet that if you asked her what show you were watching she’d come up blank. she was much more interested in playing with you.

now hold on, to be fair — she was watching tv at first. she likes to hold you on her lap, it’s just comfortable for the both of you, so it was nothing new when you were sat directly on her lap facing the screen whilst she reclined back into the couch, legs manspread and crotch right beneath yours. however, what she didn’t quite think of before it was too late, was the fact that shifting positions a little to get more comfy would cause the zipper of her pants to slide right up against your satin panties. you both felt it, and she was smirking — waiting for you to whine, or to get embarrassed and tsk her name over your shoulder. but your poor sweet self, you got shy. you just tensed up, clenched your thighs ever so slightly and took a deep breath. her smirk only grew.

she started off subtly at first, trying to make it look like an accident as she fidget— lifting her hips beneath you and grinding up into you. you stayed looking ahead, eyes boring into the tv — only now they were hazy, pupils dilated and struggling to keep them open. you wondered if she could feel how wet you were. she couldn’t, not through the material of her pants. but she knew.

she got bored of the whole innocent act that she was putting on uncharacteristically pretty fast, vi not ever being one to hide her intentions. she slides her hands up around your waist tenderly, pulling your dress to bunch up there with them, grinding her hips up purposefully into you now making your breath hitch in your throat loudly, the tension cracking. “you like how that feels?” it comes out raspy and you can’t answer her. not without moaning anyway, so you just nod to save yourself the embarrassment. you feel pathetic in the best way possible.

she slides her weathered hand up your lower back, gently pushing you forward so that your hands were resting on her knees now— her grinding more direct to your clit beneath your dress. you let the whines and whimpers out now, giving in and grinding down on her yourself. she chuckles, feeling pretty satisfied. “bet you wish i wore my strap in my pants today, don’t you sweet cheeks?”