mdni. whiny top vi. fem bottom reader. tribbing. vaginal sex. short drabble. based off this video.
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thinking about vi who has a clit that’s noticeably larger than the average size. it would be such a lewd sight; a rosy-pink nub that sticks out from between her pussy lips, that jumps and twitches at even the slightest touch, constantly sensitive and exposed because it’s too big to fit behind the protective skin of her labia.
she would jerk it off between her index finger and thumb and the pleasure would almost feel like too much. she would potentially buy a fleshlight too and just grind against it at first, pretending it’s a real pussy, before ultimately deciding to stuff her clit inside the toy. it would feel heavenly, a sensation she’s never felt before, something that she didn’t think was possible for her to experience as a woman.
so when the two of you began dating, she took every opportunity possible to her fuck clit inside your pussy.
earlier, you were bent over in front of her, on your hands and knees, while vi fucked her clit inside your small hole with slow strokes. then you were kneeling in front of her while she rubbed her clit against your tongue, suckling on the little nub as if it were a piece of candy.
right now, though, vi is pinning your legs back to your shoulders, your cunt on full display while she rocks her hips against yours. she’s trying to force her clit as deep inside you as she can, needing to feel as much of you as possible. you assume you feel tighter in this position because vi is moaning louder than before, her blue eyes are entirely unfocused—and you can hear the obscene squelching noises your pussy is making when it sucks on her clit like a kiss.
vi is a whiny mess on top of you, spreading her pussy lips wide with her one hand so the entirety of her clit can slip in and out. your entrance is fluttering around her spongy, swollen clit and you’re opening yourself wider with your palms, needing more of her—as much as you can get, and then some. just feeling her inside you, knowing how intimate this is, has been enough to make you come your brains out in the past.
”mmffuck—you’re gripping me so tight, baby.” her hips are smacking against the back of your thighs with animalistic fervor.
the sight of you is completely obscene, it’s debauched. your breasts are bouncing with the strength of her thrusts, your chest is heaving from how severely you’re panting. your legs are spread wide like an easy whore, confidently in a state of your own salacious nakedness. your cute pussy is soaked in a combination of both your juices.
vi’s eyes are glazed over, her pink tongue is hanging out dumbly—consumed by the mindless lust and intense sensations radiating from her aching clit. she’s never felt so much pleasure before you, never known the sheer ecstasy of having the most sensitive and intimate part of herself engulfed in slick, rippling heat—squeezed and massaged from all sides. it’s like nothing she's ever experienced before and she’s easily addicted to your pussy.
”your pussy is so wet—unghh!”
god, she’s needed this.
the air is musky and tangy with sex; it’s vi’s favorite scent next to your own natural pheromones. her muscular frame is casting a shadow over your own and it makes you feel safe and secure. and the sounds of your lovemaking is obnoxiously loud; the clap, clap, clap of skin is echoing like gunfire in vi’s obsolete bedroom.
then you bring your middle finger to your clit, stroking it with ferocity, and you’re quick to come because the feeling of vi’s clit inside you is the nastiest thing you’ve experienced thus far in life. and vi’s whole body convulses when she feels your contractions around her clit. her own muscles are clenching and unclenching as wave after wave of mind-numbing ecstasy rips through her—all because of the way her throbbing, pulsing nub is buried inside the velvet-heat of your hole.
cw: sub-bottom vi. pervy fem-reader. masturbation. voyeurism? strap-on referred to as cock. 1.2k words.
18+ minors dni.
synopsis: you eavesdrop on vi getting fucked.
you assumed vi would be the one doing the fucking. obviously. with those smoldering blue eyes, bad girl persona, inked skin, sharp-tongued sarcasm. vi is the archetype of someone who gives, never submits. so you’re surprised when you get home at half past two in the morning, dead on your feet from a late shift, shoes sticky with beer, only to blearily register the rhythmic creak of vi’s bed frame.
frustration flickers first—so much for a good night’s sleep—but beneath it, curiosity stirs. vi never has girls over when you’re home, some unspoken rule of privacy. did she forget what time you were getting off work? is she so desperate for release that she’s willing to gamble on your absence?
that’s when you hear it. soft at first, but unmistakable. vi, whining. it’s not sultry, nor controlled—she’s breathless, whimpering like a bitch, blubbering about how much her pussy is being stretched.
”unghh! t-too big, holy fuck—it’s too big!”
your stomach tightens, heat coiling low in your belly. you shouldn’t be listening to this. you should walk away, crawl into bed, do anything else, exhibit at least a modicum of respect for your roommate. but your traitorous feet move on their own, carrying you closer to vi’s bedroom door, slow and weightless, like you’re drifting through a dream. it’s plausible that you’re just disoriented and hazy from exhaustion, or maybe it’s something else entirely. maybe it’s the thought of vi getting her cunt fucked open in the next room over.
”please—fuck, please—slow down, i can’t—!”
vi, begging? you almost don’t believe it. she’s ordinarily so self-assured, so bossy—giving orders, not taking them, and certainly not asking.
there’s a muffled response, low and firm, authoritative in a way that makes you lean in despite yourself. whatever’s said only causes vi to unravel further—sets her off into thin, lambish whines, so high and needy that they claw at you. to put it bluntly, she sounds whorish, utterly vulnerable, and it’s unlike any noise you’ve ever heard from vi before. with a hint of guilt, you realize there’s a sharp pulse of heat ringing through your clit, molten-hot desire buzzing underneath your skin.
”i’m gonna—gonna cum again, unghhh! shit, shit, shit! baby, please—“
belatedly, you notice just how loud vi’s being, and it poses the question; is this why vi never brings girls home when you’re around? maybe it was never about curtesy, but instead, so you wouldn’t hear the way they fuck her until she cries? how she squeals like a pig every time their cock bottoms out against her cervix? how she breaks under the right touch?
then; a sharp slap cuts through the air and vi yelps. you picture her hookup smacking their hand against her pert ass, and the thought alone fans the flames of your imagination instantaneously. is vi on her hands and knees, getting fucked like a dog, while her fat, round ass ripples from how brutally she’s being used? perhaps red handprints are mapped across her ass cheeks? is she going cross-eyed, properly slack-jawed and brainless from how well her pussy is being filled?
the bed frame slams against the wall, hard enough to rattle a picture frame in the hallway, and you nearly moan aloud at the thought of vi being pounded into the mattress—without an ounce of mercy, naturally. the imagery of it all is so vivid, so obscene, that it bypasses rational thought altogether. against all decent intention, your hand is already slipping past the waistband of your pants.
fuck, you need this. it’ll be fine. vi won’t know. she won’t know a thing.
your body betrays you, because your pussy is already immensely slick where your index finger dips inside, receptive in a way that causes you to gasp quietly. you feel shame burn in your chest, but it’s promptly drowned out when vi keens again.
“hnnggfff—fuck, fuuuuck! ahh, ahh, ahh!”
her cries are magnetic, like a siren’s call, drawing you closer, until you have your ear pressed against her door like the degenerate you are. everything is clearer now—the sharp hitch of vi’s breath; the wet, slurping schlick her cunt makes as it sucks greedily on cock; the relentless percussion, plap, plap, plap of vi’s ass colliding against their skin. it has your cunt leaking like a cracked sieve into the damp ruin of your underwear.
and, god—her ass.
you’ve seen vi’s ass perky and constrained in her skintight jeans, seen it half-hidden and jiggling indecently against the cotton fabric of her workout short-shorts, but you’ve never witnessed it bare. it would be unequivocally pornographic, you imagine; the fatty tissue of her bubble butt rippling as her cunt is fucked open again and again. you ache to take a peak, just once and you’ll (maybe) be satiated.
with your head tilted close to the door, you catch the unmistakable sound of wet, deliberate kisses being pressed into vi’s neck—sucking an array of burgundy, half-moon marks onto her pale skin, you predict. a sick and unbearable part of you glowers at the prospect of vi being covered in someone else’s claim, but your your pussy only gets wetter when she whines at the attention—high, nasally protests that suggest her neck is more sensitive than she lets on.
abruptly, vi squeals like she’s been scorned, all pitchy and girlish, ”ahhh, you’re so—deep! deep in my fucking stomach—hnnghhh!”
every muffled plea she makes burrows deep under your skin like a thorn, and your tender clit thrums with a solemn, insistent throb. your pussy is indubitably crying out for vi! and you try to satiate the ache by rubbing your fingers quicker against your clit, harder, when you start to wonder if this isn’t merely lust, but the perilous realization that you’re enamored with your roommate.
oh god. how will you ever be able to look at vi the same after this? after you know how raspy her whines become while she has her pussy played with? after you’ve heard the way she gasps like a balloon losing air—staccato and squeaky—while her tiny hole is stuffed to the brim? every sound she makes stabs right into your core and you feel fuckdrunk, delirious, high off their sex, despite being an unbidden listener.
then, albeit quickly, vi orgasms again—
“i’m—i’m cumming! ohhh, ohhhh, fuck! mmmghhh!”
it’s as if you’re tethered to her, a switch flipping inside you, because you follow in suit—coming in harsh, overwhelming waves. you’re gasping, squirming, flailing like a fish in shallow water, feebly attempting to muffle your noises behind your palm, with your other hand cradling your pussy. somewhere in the haze, you register the damp heat between your thighs, how egregiously soaked your underwear is.
once your orgasm subsides, clarity sets in; how could you do such a thing?—standing with your ear pressed against vi’s door, fingers sticky and pruned, realizing you just got off to the sound of your roommate being fucked. shame and exhilaration twists in your chest like a pretzel.
but even then, vi’s moans linger in your mind like a ghost. shame prickles at the edges of your pleasure, accompanied by something darker—an insidious pull that makes your fingers twitch with the urge to do it again.
HII can I request some head cannons of the arcane girlies being eaten out/receiving oral from reader please 🙏🏾 LIKE UGHH I NEED TO SEE THEIR FACES AND REACTIONS AND HOW THEY ORGASM RAGGHHH SOMEONE RESTRAIN ME
arcane women orgasm headcanons.
a/n: this was a little bit difficult to figure out how to organize, so if it looks messy, i apologize! every section is tagged properly, if i missed anything, let me know.
vi.
tw: fingering. begging. mention of edging. light hair pulling. vi is whiny af.
you moaned into vi's pussy as soon as she pulled your hair, drawing a whine from her. you'd had vi on the edge for ages now, drawing back every time she babbled about being close.
"mm- baby, please, fuck!" her free hand fisted the bedsheets, eyes squeezing shut. another distressed moan left vi's lips as you pulled back again.
"please..." she pants, her eyes finding yours.
"please what, vi? use your words." you tease, resting your cheek against her inner thigh.
"wanna cum. please, baby, please-" she was cut off by a moan as your lips found her clit, your index and middle fingers pushing into her. you smiled a little feeling her grind her hips into you, curling your fingers in a way that made her see stars.
with a high pitched whine, half muffled by the pillow she shoved her face into, vi came all over you. she kept her eyes squeezed shut, body tense. you pulled your fingers out, drawing another noise from her as you sat up and wiped your face. you rubbed her thighs as you waited for her to come down, and once she made eye contact, you spoke.
"let's get you into the bath, hm?"
caitlyn.
tw: praise. caitlyn is also a little whiny.
"god, look at you. you're so– ah!" caitlyn was cut off by a sharp whine as your tongue found a sensitive spot in her. her hand tightened in the fabric of the blanket beside her, head tilting back.
you pushed her legs open further, hands firm on her thighs as you got as close to her as you could. your nose bumped against her clit, drawing a whimper from your lover every time.
"c'mon, baby, please. you look so pretty, fuck!" caitlyn moaned, a string of "please, baby"'s and "need it"'s falling from her lips. it didn't take her long to get close, her thighs tensing beneath your hands as her back arched off the bed.
she finished with her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth open in a silent scream. you took your time with her, licking her up and slowly rubbing her hips. caitlyn's breathing was heavy, but eventually she turned her head to look at you.
"you did so good, pretty girl. i'll get you some water, and then we can sleep, okay?"
sevika.
tw: light degradation. light praise. sevika is a little mean.
"come on, you can do better than that." sevika grunted above you. she had you on your knees between her legs as she sat on the couch. you told her you were gonna eat her out if she won her poker game, and what did she do? win, like she always does.
"you begged for this, and you can't even do it properly. i'd be better doing it myself." she tilted her head as she watched you, hips twitching every so often whenever you hit a certain angle. her words only pushed you to try harder, and she knew exactly what she was doing.
you pushed a little closer to her, tongue reaching deeper. you brought your hand up to rub her clit, priding yourself in the soft groan you earned from her. sevika was relatively quiet, so any noise from her was like praise in itself. you kept the steady pace you had, watching her get more hot and bothered by the minute.
her head fell onto the back of the couch, lips in a tight line and eyes closed. her mech hand found its way into your hair, grabbing a handful and pushing your face further into her. she spread her legs wider, head lifting to look down at you. you met her eyes, staring up at her like a lost puppy. looking at her so innocently while you were eating her out like your life depended on it did something to her.
you felt sevika's thighs tense, and could tell by the way her eyes halfway closed that she was close. your hand rubbed more harshly at her clit, tongue working overtime to help her finish. it didn't take much beyond that, and before you knew it, she was thanking you.
"god– you're such a good girl." she huffs, bringing her free hand up to wipe her forehead.
"i'm glad you think so. let's hit the shower and go to bed, im sleepy now."
mel.
tw: semi public? someone could walk in at any time. praise.
you hadnt really meant to get this far. an innocent kiss goodbye had led to eating your girlfriend out in her chair in her office. you were halfway under her desk, her legs spread as wide as they could go while still comfortably in the chair.
mel's hand was lightly petting your hair, a soft encouragement for you to keep going. she was doing her best to keep quiet, occasionally biting the sleeve of her dress. it was cute to you, your whiny girlfriend trying to not make too much noise.
"you're so good, doing so good." she tells you, voice quiet. her eyes are mostly closed, looking down at you with the most tender look on her face. the sight of you looking back up at her with puppy eyes is enough to make her thighs shake.
"fuck! come on, please-"
it never took a lot to make mel finish, hence why her breathing was already heavier than usual. all you had to do was lap at her a little faster and all of a sudden she tensed, letting out a soft whine before her body went lax. her eyes were still mostly closed, more dazed now. you pulled back, wiping your face as you stood up.
"you did so good for me. i'm gonna go grab some paper towels."
a/n: i tried to not make this super repetitive, but if it sounds like that i apologize! this is the first time i've written for everyone at one time, it threw me off. i also didn't do jinx just because i could NOT figure out how to write her without it sounding really gross. hopefully this lives up to your expectations ^^
Warnings: sub vi, soft dom reader, dry humping, groping, wrestling, consent checks, teasing, forced submission (if you blink), established relationship, impact play, praise
Genre: smut
A/n: first informal kinktober post kinda mwah! Also been wanting to try forced submission and I’ve had this fic in my head foreverrrr
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“Vi!” You say in a sing-song voice.
“Yeah?” She calls out, signaling she is in the shared bedroom.
You see her sitting on the bed cozy with a good book. Perfect for the fall atmosphere!
“You look cute” you take the book from her hand and straddle her. “Right back at ya” she whispers kissing your forearm.
“Before we get carried away…can we try something new?”
She just hums in response waiting for you to explain yourself.
“I’m gonna cut to the chase; let me top you!”
“Fuck no” she says with a laugh, a big one at that. “What did you actually want babe?”
You suck your teeth, “I meant what I said!”
“Since when are you a verse?”
“I’m not but I saw a…video and was like I wanna try that on you so please?” You pout, planting your hips down on her more.
“How about this we wrestle and whomever comes out on top, well tops!”
Before you could fully say yes this bitch slams you on the bed; hard.
Legs were flying, teeth are bared and the both of you are playing dirty! Feeling like you can give out any second under your muscular girlfriend you get her where you know she’s weak.
You wiggle your right hand out her grasp and grab ahold to her right breast. Tightly you squeeze and turn!
“Fuck!” Vi yells with a smile, hand going to grasp her aching boob. Taking advantage of the moment you push her down and pin her arms.
“I win!” You shout, a little too excited and she scowls at you. Being a sore loser isn’t in her nature so she sighs, “c’mon you can top me…just this once!”
“If you really don’t want me to we don’t have to.”
“No it’s okay, we can.” She says in a softer voice showing you it’s truly okay.
Vi gives you the reassuring kiss that you need before you command her to strip. Although she just agreed to submit to you, there was no action behind it. She snorted at your command, and you rolled your eyes.
You slap her sensitive breast and sternly repeated yourself. Slowly but surely, vi stripped getting reward with a good girl. Causing a light pink to spread across her face.
Softly you cup her plush breast and suck on her nipples, already hardened. A low moan escaped her mouth that she is fighting. Fist balling into the sheets. You make eye contact with her through your eyelashes observing her bashful expression.
Hickeys trail all the way down to her pelvis, your mouth detaching from her skin to bite at the hem of her boxers. Before you pull it down you see how much her stomach is flexing. "You okay?"
"Yeah...I just, never felt like this before."
"You're doing great." She lifts her butt of the bed so her boxers will slide down. Without having to be told she spread her legs. "Already presenting your pussy to me?"
Shyly she nods covering her face laughing, "felt right..." she mumbles.
Slowly you breathe air onto her clit before inserting two fingers, drawling out a fuck. Your nails adding a certain pressure in her gummy walls.
You stay slow as you kitten lick her clit.
"More please" she whines easily succumbing into the pleasure. Wanting to focus on her needs, you don't tease her and add another finger.
“Your pussy is perfect, y’know that?”
She nods, smiling at the praise.
Picking up pace as her hips twitched, causing your face to follow where she moved. Using your free hand, you hold her hip down as you suck onto her clit.
"So close" she cries, back arching and hands reaching down to touch anything she can. Immediately you pull away, "so sensitive, didn't say you can touch me." You grab her discarded shirt and tie her hands above her head. Looking up at you was an unraveled pathetic masterpiece. Steely eye begging for release.
Leaning down you kiss her, to silence her repeated sorry's. She kisses you back with vigor, pushing her hips up against you. You push back down the texture of your shorts making her shiver. You let her grind out her orgasm, feeling her breathe leave her in the kiss.
Safe to say this won't be the last time this deal is made.
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A/n: gonna make a sub vika soon cause I want to experiment but I have a lot in stored I hope I get it all out in October😭
vi gets her clit pierced, reader didn't know, its been a few months since the piercing healed and vi surprises the reader with it. ( ◜‿◝ )
vi had been keeping a secret from you, and it's a little silver barbell pierced through the hood of her clit. you've always had an oral fixation, sucking on vi’s fingers during sex, sucking on her tits, sucking on her strap, and even her clit, but a period came where she always wanted to use the strap and top you, and you? you didn't complain, not once.
today was different though, things were heated, making out in your shared bedroom, with her on top of you, sitting on your lap, grinding on you, and softly moaning. you could only moan because it's a rare sight for vi to be the one sitting on your lap and grinding on you, it was always the roles reversed.
“mmm, feels so good, baby.” she whispers, before kissing your neck, hotly, open mouthed, practically teasing your hot skin with her tongue as it made your cunt feel the nerves making you wetter. your hands were on her hips, her waist, sliding up her tank top and groping her tits, pinching the pierced dusky pink nipples as you moan into her mouth like you were the one getting touched.
vi was absolutely ruined by it.
“fuck, you're touching me so good.” she moaned softly, still focused on leaving hickeys on your neck now, but her hand was holding onto your wrist, guiding it to her boxers as she asks for you there—for the first time in at least two months.
you gasp, feeling her bush, biting on her shoulder softly as your hand travels lower, until you feel It. solid, two small balls, on top of her clit and under her clit. you freeze, and vi is moaning into your ear.
“fuck, is this why you've been topping all this time? jesus, vi—when did you even get this?” you asked, pulling vi away to lower the boxers and getting a good look if the pierced clit by spreading her lips, making her clit so exposed and vulnerable, your pupils practically dilating.
“fuck.”
vi smiles, removing her boxers fully as you gather some of her slick from her dripping cunt, earning a gasp and a soft moan.
“can I? please, please, please? fuck, please, vi.” you beg, pathetically. you're practically whimpering as you bite down on your bottom lip, your slick covered thumb ghosting over the pierced bundle of nerves.
“oh? go on, baby, it's for you.” she says, letting her hips move forward so your thumb finally meets her clit, you moaned feeling how vi’s clit practically jumped at the touch, and you gently moved, not so rushed, scared you'd hurt her, but she started to move her hips, practically using the pad of your thumb making you moan before sucking on her pierced tits.
“mmm—fuck, fuck, fuck.” you moan, and vi keens. you pull away before looking at the piercing again, mouth open as you lick your lips and look up at vi with such a pathetic look.
“sit on my face, please? please, i'll make you feel so good, I promise.” you beg.
vi’s breathless, her chest heaving, sweat trickling down her back as she pushes you down on the bed, adjusting her position to hover right above your lips as she spreads her pussy for your gaze.
“yeah? my good girl is gonna be so good for me, huh?” she says, teasing you. lowering her lips, letting your mouth chase after it when she pushed herself back up before you grab her hips and finally sit her down on you making her gasp and hold onto the headboard.
“fuck! oh shit— slow down—o-oh fuck.” she babbles, trying to keep her composure as your tongue flicked on her pussy, collecting her juices, swallowing, before your lips focused on her pierced clit—making her cum for the first time that night.
it took about two orgasms before she was begging you to slow down, but you made her lay comfortably on the bed before wringing out about two more orgasms with her begging you to stop.
she was so sensitive, so overstimulated that her clit was pulsing, and her eyes were watery, but you?
you wanted one last round.
with her thighs practically squeezing your head in place, and your mouth gently sucking and licking on her sensitive swollen and tired pussy, she squirts. thighs shaking, hips twitching as spurts of her saccharine fluid get on your face, the sheets, and her thighs. and your mouth? blessed, finally off of her as you gently leave kisses on her hot skin, her thighs twitch a little at the feeling as she pants, before she's a whimpering sensitive mess for you.
a/n: uh, first post, kinda nervous lol. also, this was written in a span of thirty minutes because I had a thought about it, if you guys see errors or it's just so direct—it's probably because it was 1:00 am and I have work the next day. xoxo
a/n: Vi brain rot hit hard and all of a sudden i felt like writing a blurb :) anyhoo this isn’t proofread or anything so yeah please don’t tell me if you hate it
sub!Vi supremacy
“Violet.” The coo of her name—her full name, sends shivers down her spine. Not that it would make much of a difference with how much she was already shaking. Vi opens her mouth to answer your teasing remarks, but as her lips wobble, only a small, breathy whine fights past. “ffuckk—fuckkk” Baby blue eyes glaze over with each time you addictively circle her clit with the same purple dildo you use on yourself. You’re sloppily fucking her stupid with your own dildo. What a power trip. “Baby—please it’s so—so much.” Violet slurs out cutely, her bottom lip is bitten and shining with how much she’s been drooling.
Her pussy is greedy, taking your torturously fast pace in stride. Every time you near the tip of the dildo Violet whimpers, Abs flexing as she clenches around it, until it’s settled back inside her. “You seem to be enjoying yourself.” You tease, but you’re almost forgetting how to breathe with how much your honing into every reaction your pretty girl gives you. You giggle as Violet’s eyes roll, thighs shaking, as you grind the creamy dildo into her. “Yea I am—I am—God baby you’re so good” Vi’s tits bounce as she fucks herself back into you. The sounds that are leaving her are nearly delirious with how high pitched and wanton they are.
Her eyelids flutter open, while her back arches. You’ve brought your middle and ring finger to toy delicate little circles into her over sensitive clit. Vi’s whole body visibly quakes as she moans out your name in drawn out syllables. Her face is blushed pink to tips of her ears nearly matching her hair color in tone. “M-more please-I-mmfh!” You indulge her before she even gets the full sentence out, how could you not? As Violet is looking up at you with watery eyes and a jutted out pouted lip. You’d love to bite into that same pouty lip and see what noise it drags out of her.
The keens she’s letting out are going straight to your own cunt and you resist the temptation to grind down onto the bed.
The squelching noises that are leaving Vi’s pussy have her throwing her hands up to her face in embarrassment. In contrast, her legs seem to spread further to offer you more access. “I’m so close.” Violet’s looking at you with furrowed brow, eyes nearly closed, as she looses herself in the agonizing pleasure you’re forcing into her. She chants your name hopelessly once more, hand clawing forward to encourage your thrusts into her.
“Cum for me Violet.” You murmur softly, her body obeys. She tenses, limbs flailing as devastated mewls rip from her throat. Pierced nipples pointing skyward as her back arches for the nth time of the night. “Good girl.” You praise, earning a stupefied smile from the ruined woman beneath you. Violet’s breath is still choppy and uneven as you lay next to her, rubbing small nameless shapes into her tattooed skin. Violet nuzzles into your neck kissing any skin she can reach, as you both grin widely at each other giggling at nothing and everything all at once.
