Nsfw ViPauwder mishmash is this anything
Powder-dies-in-the-explosion Vi fucking into Pauwder like her life is on the line. Like she's trying to burrow inside of her and never come out. Only being able to go until her hips give out because while she can bury the strap in Powder forever, her body can't keep up. Powder being so overwhelmed she can't tell her it's ok, she's here she's not leaving, there's no deadline.
Powder also being perfectly ok with being fucking into silence, being elated Vi is giving her her everything. Feeling at peace being completely and totally overwhelmed with Vi, happy to be giving Vi exactly what Vi's giving her. Giving her her sister back, her sister's love, her everything that they can't have in any unaltered universe.
Both of them are manically giving and taking everything from each other until they physically can't continue. Pauwder desperately begging Vi to let her eat her out, "Please let me know. Let me never have to go back to not having this." Powder being such a good girl, taking her time and dragging it out so perfectly. Savoring every second, every sound and subtle movement Vi makes. Looking up at Vi with stars in her eyes, watching her Vi fall apart as her head is pinned between her thighs while she bucks through her peak.
Vi pinning Powder down to primally, frantically rut her sopping wet, oversensitive clit against hers. Both cry out at every thrust, literally crying in Powder's case, they're both so overstimulated. Vi can't stop marking her through and through though, can't stop claiming her and bringing her to the next orgasm. Ignoring how her own pleasure is starting to burn into a different desperate kind of pleasure.
She's worked up into such a frenzy, rutting and kissing and biting that she doesn't even notice when Powder's orgasm does come over her until she drags her into her next one. How could Vi ever have the willpower to stop on her own? With Powder's tear stained face, gutteral and desperate little sounds and her sweet, perfect cunt.
Her own pleasure and exhaustion betray her though, and force her to stop for a moment to experience her own climax. Feeling Powder's cunt twitching against her own, having felt her squirt between both of them and seeing Powder's open mouthed teary eyed face shoved her over the edge. She jumps head first into it as the burning, manic pleasure finally burns itself out into one grand finale that has her feeling absolutely euphoric.
Vi moves to rest her weight on her elbows as she blankets Powder with her body and moves her legs so shes bracketing both of Powders. Powder's lights haven't fully come back on, she's still making desperate little pleading sounds and little half assed, squirmy thrusts with her hips. Vi knows what she needs and reaches over to disconnect the strap from the harness.
She grabs one of Powder's delicate, pretty little legs and lifts it up to gently and slowly press the cock into her until it's fully seated. Powder had thrown one arm over her eyes as tears tracked out from under it. It's too much, she can't go again, she can't. She can't live without it, she can't speak, can't remember what she ever felt like outside of this moment.
Vi situated one of her legs in-between Powders to press in and keep the strap seated fully deep inside of her. She doesn't move, only holds onto Powder. All of this so Powder could take as much or as little as she needed to come down from the high she's stuck in.
Vi drags the arm away from her face so she could hold her face in her own hands instead. She peppers slow, languid kisses across her neck, her face and her lips and she wipes away her ever present tears.
"Shhh it's ok babygirl, I got you. I got you. Work yourself down, take what you need."
They hold into each other as Powder ruts against the cock held in her by Vi's leg. The feeling of being too wet and too empty and so keyed up had been soothed by being filled again. She goes at it in a shaky and random rhythm. She goes, not until she reaches another orgasm but just until the pressure deep in her guts fades out into something that can be overtaken by her exhaustion instead.
It doesn't feel like it's going to consume her or drown her anymore. She can finally tap on Vi's shoulders to let her know she's good but mostly to let her know she's ready to pass out.
In a quiet, rough little voice Powder finally speaks again. "I can't wait to go to sleep next to you." They lock their eyes, Vi moves some of Powder's hair away from her face. "I can't wait to wake up next to you even more."
