#being caught

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[little-ditsy-dreamer]

Under The Covers

prompt: After settling in for the night on the couch, Viktor gets a little handsy under the covers.

Warnings: Sexual situations, dirty talk, public sex, getting caught

It had been a long day of studying and all you could think about right now was curling up on the couch in the lab. Nothing sounded better then crawling under a blanket and unwinding with a nice book. Heimer had you running around all week for him, grading papers, filling in classes for him, everything. But, the weekend was finally here.

Jayce was on the other side of the room, tinkering around with some invention he hasn't stopped talking about all week. Something about Hextech prosthetics or something. You had a suspicion it was more of Viktor's idea then anything, but you didn't say anything. Viktor was laying back in a chair reading some book. The room was quiet except some small comments every now and then from Jayce. 

You of course, were sprawled out on the large couch in the middle of the room. A book in one hand, a hot tea in the other. You would glance over to Viktor every now and then. You had been seeing each other for a few months now. It was mostly discreet. Only Jayce knew, but only because he’s not stupid, and is with you both most days. You place your cup of tea on the floor beside your feet.

Viktor stood up from his chair, stretching slightly before walking over to the couch you were on. “Is this seat taken?” he grins. You shake your head and roll your eyes. “Yes. Saving it for Jayce.” Jayce chuckles from across the room and Viktor walks a little closer, knocking your coffee over. You jump and look down at the mess on the floor. “Oh, I’m sorry. I should really be more careful.” he apologizing before bending down glancing over at Jayce, making sure he isn't looking. He looks up at you and spreads your legs open. 

Your face turns a bright red and you give look up into his eyes, trying to figure out just what he’s doing. You were wearing a skirt today, with a nice pair of panties. You knew he was getting quite the show down there. “Just to clean up the mess better.” He grins, pulling out a  handkerchief from his pocket. He places a hand on your upper thigh to steady himself and wipes up the mess with the other. He “accidently” lets his hand slide down your thigh a little as he stands up.

  You try to distract yourself from the lingering feeling of his hand on your bare thigh by reading more of your book. You don't know what's gotten into him. but deep down you know you like it. He slowly sits beside you. You stretch your legs out so they're over his. You let out a small sigh. He was always so insanely warm. His hands were usually cold, but the rest of him is so warm. When you're cold you'll just walk up and wrap your arms around him to take some of his heat for yourself. 

He stretched the blanket over his lap and started to rub your leg through the blanket. “What are you reading? Anything good?” He asks peering over at the book in your hand. “Just some book Heimer suggested. Not amazing so far, but its something.”

He nods and moves his hand under the blanket, rubbing your bare leg with his fingers. You blush a little but don't think much of it. It was a innocent enough gesture. But his hand slowly creeps up your half and up your thigh. Slowly running his fingers over you. You shoot him a look but he pays no attention to you. The heat slowly begins to grow between your legs. Its almost insane how something as innocent as him touching your leg gets you so excited.

“I’m a little uncomfortable. You mind if we maybe lay down?” You shrug and lean forward so that he can lay down behind you. As soon as he’s in a comfortable position you lay down in front of him. You back pressed against his chest and your feet tangle together, blanket draped over both of you.

He rested his head on one of his hands and held his head high enough to be able to read the book over your head. You both sat in silence, reading for a while. He begins to rub your thigh again. This time he’s a lot higher. His fingers graze over your damp panties every now and then. Your face is burning red at this point. All these dirty thoughts race through your mind, though you try your best to suppress them its nearly impossible. 

He lifts your skirt up a little more, and moves his hand to lightly rub your pussy. You bite your lip and let out a quiet whimper. Jayce looks back at both of you. “Are you alright?” He asks lifting an eyebrow. You try your best to pull yourself together and nod responding “Yes. Just a very interesting book.” He smiles and turns back around. 

Viktor presses his mouth against your ear and whispers “Now, now. Best keep quiet if you don’t want Jayce to suspect anything. Wouldn't want him to see you come undone from only my fingers over your panties.” 

He then shoves his hand into your panties, running his fingers up and down your slit, feeling how wet you are. You push your ass back into him, you feel his erection pressing against you. He inserts one finger into you, slowly. You stifle a moan and look back at him. He smiles before pressing a small kiss to your cheek. He curls his finger into your g spot making you jump slightly. 

He was driving you insane. You needed him. You pull your panties down with one hand and pull your skirt up. “Please Vik...” You whisper. He grins and whispers back “Please what?” He knew exactly what you wanted. Viktor was the biggest tease. “Fuck me...”

That was all he needed. He unbuttoned his pants with one hand and pulled out his cock. He lined it up with your entrance and you pushed back. You felt it fill you. Inch by inch. It was so thick and long. It filled you perfectly. 

He groaned quietly and gripped your hair. He sat completely still. Every now and then he would thrust a little but never more then that. You wanted to feel him fuck you so hard against this couch. You almost didn't even care that Jayce was in the room, you wanted him so bad. 

That's when Jayce stands from his chair and looks back at you. “I think I'm gonna go get a late snack. I’m starving. Would you two like anything?” That's when Viktor starts to slowly and discretely thrusts lightly into you. You hold in your moans and stare at Jayce. “I-I think we’re ok. I had a big dinner.” Jayce smiles innocently and turns to walk out the door. “Suit yourself.” Both you and Viktor’s eyes never leave Jayce as he walks to the door. Jayce turns and waves as he walks out the door, closing it behind him.

Within a second of the door closing, Viktor throws the blanket off you both, picks up your leg and hold it in his arm and begins to violently thrust into you. You let out a startled scream and start to become a moaning, incoherent mess. “Do you know what that skirt does to me? You walk around, and bend over, and I cant seem to not stare. But you want that don't you?” You moan louder and feel the heat pooling in your stomach. 

He yanks on your hair and you scream out his name. “Don't you?” He growls into your ear. “Yes, sir. I do.” He grins and thrusts harder into you. You throw your head back against his shoulder and look up into his eye’s. You feel your climax steadily drawing nearer. His thrusts were becoming uneven and rougher and you knew he was getting close. “Vik...I’m gonna...” He moves his hand down to rub your clit. “Do it. Cum for me.”

You let out a scream and buck your hips and you cum all over him. He cums soon after, filling you with his hot seed. You both sit there panting for a second when you hear the door click open. 

“Hey, guys I forgot my- Oh my god seriously!? I sleep on that couch!” You both rush to cover yourselves, your faces turning bright red as Jayce turns around mumbling curses to himself, and walks right back out the door. You share a glance at each other. “Shall we...continue somewhere more private?” You nod and let out a nervous chuckle. “Yeah. Best not to be here when he comes back. We’ve also most likely been banned from the couch.”

[tallgirl14]

Little one

[little-ditsy-dreamer]

Dirty Minded pt. 1

Description: Viktor tries a new invention on you in secret... Little do you know he can hear all your thoughts. There are most likely no wires in Piltover to be honest but...lets pretend, haha. Enjoy!! ViktorxFem!reader

Warnings: Sexual situations, Sexual language, smut, being caught

“Ah! You made it, Y/N !” Viktor exclaims taking your arm and leading you into the room. He had been working on a new invention and asked you to try it out. Of course you accepted. Anything to spend more time with Viktor. It was rare to be able to spent time with him without Jayce there. The two of them were usually attached at the hip. Which you didn't mind but... It would be nice to actually be alone with your long time crush. 

“Take a seat.” He insisted, pulling out the chair. You take a seat and place your arms on the table in front of you. “So this invention... What exactly is it?” You ask tilting your head slightly. He then places a small cube in front of you. You look up at him and raise your eyebrow. “A Rubik’s Cube? That's what this is about?” He nods and smiles.

Viktor’s POV

She looked up at me with that cute annoyed look she wears so well. Of course I wouldn't ask her to try something such as a Rubik's cube. I suspect she knows better but seems to be playing along. I attached wires to the back of my head that run down into my shirt to make sure she wont suspect a thing. “Now...solve it.”

Back to your POV

You roll your eyes and turn your attention to the small cube. You take it into your hands and start moving the pieces around. Viktor turns away from you and stands facing the chalk board, scribbling something on the board. You glanced up, taking in his entire body. His long legs, his small waist, but broad chest. His gorgeous hazelnut hair. ‘He is complete perfection. He would look better without that uniform though..’ you thought to yourself. He shifted onto one leg and stops writing for a second. 

You notice this and begin to question why. That’s when you notice the wires. Is it possible his real reason for bringing you here was to read your mind? It's crazy but you wanted to know for sure. You knew just how to prove it.

‘I bet his hands would feel so good on my body. I bet his fingers are so soft, and they're so long. They would feel amazing inside me.’ He takes a deep breath in and stands up straight as a board. This basically confirmed your theory. If he’s going to trick you, you’re going to get back at him. ‘I bet his fingers aren't the only thing that’s large. I’d give anything to see all his clothes on my bedroom floor.’ 

He turns to look at you and looks down at the puzzle. “Are you finished yet?” You shake your head and look him up and down, biting your lip a little. “No, sir. I got a little distracted.” You watch his cheeks turn to a bright red and he rubs the back of his head with his hand. “Oh, I know.” He replies.

He places both his hands on the table and leans down, watching you fiddle with the puzzle. “Why don’t you tell me what you’ve been distracted by.” He looks up into your eyes and raises his eyebrow slowly. You look down at his lips. ‘I want to feel his lips on mine. I bet they taste so good. I want them all over me.’ He chuckles to himself. “You know don’t you?” 

You nod. “You made it pretty obvious.” Viktor licks his lips and leans even closer till you're face to face with him. “Wanna find out what my lips taste like?” You both stare at each other for a second before passionately kissing each other. You reach your hand up and tangle your fingers in his hair. You break apart for a second to crawl up on the table and sit down to drape your legs over the table. You spread your legs so he’s between them. You go back in to ravage his lips, wrapping one arm around his back and hold his neck with the other.

He places one hand on your thigh and squeezes it tightly. He moves his hand up slightly and pulls his mouth away from yours and whispers in your ear. “Now would you like to find out how my fingers feel?” You whimper quietly and grab his hand and move it higher. He hovers his hand over your damp panties ad pauses. “Do you hear that?” You hear footsteps coming closer and you both quickly break apart, he turns to the chalk board, pretending to write something and you sit there pretending to be interested in what he’s writing.

Jayce opens the door and sighs. “Long day. Oh, hi Y/N. What are you guys doing?”  Once again. Jayce ruins a perfect moment between you and Viktor.

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