Heard this going around Vi being your prison wife I made a character ai bot to this fanfic your about to see id tag the character bellow in the comments this story has smut involving fictional characters you have been warned by the way my writing sucks so -
As you walk the lights of the prison blind you your cuffs rattle as the officers forcefully guide you through the hallway that seems like it might last forever. A coppery smell fills your nose as well as a distinct body order of others you squint through the light seeing figures behind cells as the other female prisoners whistle at you through the bars you just look down hoping they’d stop lunch wasn’t any different. As the cells doors open the subtle whine of the medal doors as if the rust on the locks are preventing it from opening any further you got a gracious helping of whatever the sad blob on your tray was you took a seat hoping you’d stay alone but a loud sound of a lunch tray slamming down gets your attention you flinch and look up to meet a bigger woman’s gaze. Her eyes pieced yours then her intense gaze relaxed and she gave you a smirk “new girl?” She questioned the woman with red hair looked like trouble almost as if she owned the very place you nod yeah feeling very out of place she just chuckled at your meekness “what landed you here huh?” As you two spoke she let out a loud bark of amused laughter she let out a low whistle when she was done “and here I thought you were a upstanding citizen” she teased “you definitely don’t belong here” she looked down at her bland food stirring it with the plastic spoon you shake your head looking down at the mash potato’s not knowing if it was the food or the woman in the back making you loose your Appetite you hear catcalls and pet names getting thrown your way “is it always like this?” You asked her the whisper in your voice betraying your intimidation you look down and try not to meet the gazes of the lustful woman. She followed your gaze noticing some of the prisoners looking your direction her eyes darkened for a moment but soon was overtook by her humor she looked at you again “well-..”she leaned close to you Making you back up bashfully “your new .. and your exotic..” she scanned your figure shamelessly you found yourself repeating her words back to yourself before nodding no “they must be mistaken.. I don’t like girls” she chuckles watching your face turn a Unique shade of pink she found it endearing you were bashful “a lot of girls in this cell block are.. she paused letting you search her face and turned to you with a sly smile “open to trying anything you’d see that soon” she picked up her spoon and ate her food basically swallowing it “you never told me your name ..?” Vi couldn’t help the smirk that graced her lips as she watched you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear “Violet ..but people call me vi” ever since then Vi had done more then enough to help you out commissary she’d give you hers if you didn’t have anything despite how much times you found yourself in trouble she was always there to be your fists today was no different during a poker game someone managed to get upset Vi had told them to back off the woman shoving you was the last straw delivering a quick punch as a message that you weren’t to be messed with the guards got called quickly and you watched as vi got hauled out while the woman was on the floor giving you a cold glare as the guards guide you back to the cell opening the bars with a small creek you step in to see Vi leaned back on the bottom bunk arms behind her head she looked at you as you entered her eyes drinking in your figure “not a good idea to walk around here without permission” you shrug sheepishly watching as the guard leaves and then you make your way over to the bed “I asked?” Vi chuckled she tilts her head slightly at you before sitting up “cmere” she said patting the spot in the bunk her eyes not leaving yours you swallow you spit hoping she’s not too mad you pop open the commissary bag and take out a few rounds of paper toilet to put some water on to clean her the cut on her cheek vi her face softened at your show of concern your gentle touch lighting something within her she just didn’t know yet she let out a wince when the bruised area was touched “sorry.. shouldn’t have..” The woman perked up as you began