i know heavens a thing (i go there when you touch me) - ,, vi x reader
content warnings ⤷ vi x reader , smut , fluff , consent , established relationship , pet names , fem presenting reader , readers sexuality isn't explicitly stated , title is based off of false god by taylor swift , men dni .
"mfph—shit baby" you all but sighed into the kiss, vi kissed you back lazily, the almost groans slipping from her lips every now and again. you felt your girlfriends hands sneak to the small of your back, drawing you in closer; hips flushed against one another.
you had both simultaneously agreed to go to sleep a little bit ago. nevertheless vi had slipped a hand under your sleep shirt while the two of you nuzzled into each other, a calloused fingertip gliding closer and closer to the curve of your breast, the night air kissing your pebbled nipples.
that's how you ended up here—unhurriedly kissing, tangled up together in one another's arms, sleep slowly pulling you both under.
"fuck me—mmh! shit" you whined as vi pulled your hips impossibly closer to her own, grinding down against you both. she swore she could feel your pussy throb through your night shorts. "so good for me. my sweet girl." vi licked into your mouth, kisses becoming more hazy with each passing moment, refusing to surrender to the feeling of sleep. "mmph!" you moan, syncing the movements of your hips along with vi, as she gyrates her hips into you're clit just right. you try to stifle another moan, embarrassed by how quickly you've worked yourself up—attempt failed, vi graciously swallowing the breath of sound you let out into her mouth.
vi pulls at your waist, urging you down, rocking you against her. she flexes the muscles at her thighs hitting your clit perfectly. "fuck—fuck!" you whimper. "do you need me to make you come baby?" she asks you sincerely, no hint of tease or taste of malice in her question. "m so tired, i don't wanna move", you answer. "won't have to sweet girl. just let me do the work, k?" she responds, you nod, lips so adorably swollen from the way you feverishly kissed moments prior.
vi traces a hand down your sleep shorts, brushing her fingertips over your dampened panties. you shudder at the contact, involuntarily bucking your hips into her palm. "easy baby, i've got you" she whispers into your collar bone, lips grazing over your throat. she flattens her thumb, pressing into the wetness evident on your underwear, rubbing soft circles over your clit, hidden beneath the fabric. "vi, i need more—please" you whine into her mouth, still kissing with greedy intent. with that vi slips a hand down your panties, running a fingertip up and down your slit, catching any slick that she comes by.
you moan, her fingers slipping lower and lower, until it reaches your pulsing entrance. "this still okay baby?" she questions. like your answer would've been no—still grateful for the gesture, you nod at her—eager. "i need words baby" she says, "mhm! yeah." is all you can manage to get out.
permission granted, she slips a finger into you, completely drenched and under the influence of such little touch to. you're almost embarrassed, though vi finds it endearing how easy it is to get you worked up.
with one comes two, stretching you out. "mmph!" you whimper into her mouth, still kissing your girlfriend. "that feel good sweet girl?" fuck. you only manage to let out slight whimpers—laced with sleep in response. she curls two fingers, still inside of you and your hips involuntarily buck into her palm in an attempt to urge her further inside of you. her palm grazing the peak of your clit with every thrust of her fingers, building delicious friction.
"v-vi" is all you can mutter out, her fingers relentlessly hitting that spot that makes you seethe with pleasure. "that's it princess, just let it happen." vi says, lulling you through the overwhelming sense of ecstasy. you feel your orgasm begin to bubble deep in your core, threatening to spill over—"c-close" you utter into her neck.
hips thrashing into her palm, pulling her in impossibly deeper as she continues to work you through it. vi presses her fingers right into you, curling perfectly against your g-spot, and that being all it took for your orgasm to bubble over.
you grab onto her wrist, keeping her inside to ensure that she won't pull away as you come. "that's it baby, just feel into it" she reassures as you ride out the last of your peak. vi gently slides her fingers out, wrapping her lips around them—sucking her fingers clean and you almost ask if she wants to go again.
the both of you satisfied as you settle back into her arms, submitting to the sleep that continues pull you both under. "mmph— love you baby" you hear vi murmur into your hair as she gets comfortable. you kiss behind her ear, to tired to utter out any actual words. a small gesture but it tells her everything she needs to know.
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