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Parmesin @parmesin1 · 14m
WIP caitlyn getting what she deserves #caitvi #nsfw
[Rough sketch of 2 people. The first is clearly Vi with her hair slightly ruffled by the hand tugging at the roots. Her head is between the legs of another person, looking up towards them, out of frame.]
elai @sixfeetgolden · 14m
thinking about how far this whole arm could fit inside caitlyn (and me)
[Screenshot of 4 moments from Vi’s stream. Without any context they were innocent photos of Vi reaching off camera to grab something, muscles slightly strained or her arm outstretched. The last photo was from Vi’s most recent charity stream. A generous viewer donated $5,000 and asked for Vi to flex her muscles for the camera. There was a cocky smirk on her face as she did as asked.]
meg @caitlynbrainrot · 18m
caitlyn is so lucky that vi is there to fuck her whenever she wants
↳sara @d0lcemin · 15m
vi is so lucky that caitlyn is there to fuck her whenever she wants
It was a rare day where both Caitlyn and Vi’s streaming schedules aligned and they had the day off. Caitlyn was in her streaming room, preparing a schedule for the upcoming week and replying to sponsor related emails. Vi was in the living room playing her Switch. If she listened closely enough she could hear the music of Gris coming from the tiny speakers.
Deciding to take a break from her emails, Caitlyn logged onto her secret alt account on Twitter. It was a place where she went to snoop on her community, find hidden artistic talent to retweet and generally interact with her viewers without them knowing it was her.
It was fun being a part of that before she and Vi had gotten together, but lately her timeline was filled with lewd art, tweets, and links to fanfiction. Caitlyn and Vi hadn’t yet revealed to their communities that they were together, she couldn’t imagine the chaos it would cause.
Caitlyn continued to scroll through her twitter, through an endless supply of what could only be described as smut . It was a little awkward reading and seeing explicit scenarios about herself, even more awkward when she hadn’t yet had sex with the person she was paired with.
It had been a whole month since Caitlyn and Vi had moved in together. Between the exhaustion of the move and increased opportunities for sponsorships, stream collabs and charity events, they’d barely had any time alone together off stream, let alone time to be intimate with each other.
One tweet caught her attention, one that had already garnered a couple thousand likes and retweets. The photo attached to the tweet was very clearly art of Vi going down on Caitlyn. Art-Caitlyn had one hand fisted into the back of Vi’s head, threaded through the thicker part of her hair, the other holding her hand. There was a scattering of bruises along her inner thighs and Vi’s hand was lightly gripping her hip.
She doesn’t know how long she sat there, staring at the art, taking in every inch of it. The sweat beaded along their skin, the details of Vi’s tattoos. It was beautiful and deserved every like and retweet it had gotten so far, and much more.
Caitlyn heard Vi clear her throat from the doorway of the room, startling Caitlyn into locking her computer and jumping back from her screen. When did I get that close in the first place , she thought to herself. Slowly turning round to look at Vi, she came face to face with a shit eating grin.
“Whatcha looking at there, Cupcake?” Vi knew exactly what she was looking at, she wanted her to say it.
“If you must know, I was trying to find some artists to commission on Twitter.” A lie. “I was thinking of redesigning my Twitch panels, maybe getting some new emotes.” Technically not a lie.
“Sure,” Vi dragged out the r in disbelief, “Whatever it was, it looked hot.”
Caitlyn managed to dodge any further embarrassment throughout dinner and their weekly routine of watching a movie together on Netflix. They’d replaced their usual video call timeslot with a weekly Netflix session as soon as they moved in together. It gave them the perfect opportunity to cuddle up on the sofa and talk about everything and anything, usually ignoring the movie altogether.
This week it was Caitlyn’s turn to pick, immediately choosing Kimi No Na Wa in an attempt to ease Vi into anime slowly. Caitlyn considered it a success when Vi could barely take her eyes off the screen, pausing the movie while she went to the bathroom. Vi never paused their movies when she went to the bathroom.
After the movie had ended Caitlyn excused herself to take a hot bubble bath. She considered it the perfect way to end the relaxing day.
Once she had washed away the dirt and grime of the day, Caitlyn lay back, pillow resting under her head while she scrolled through Twitter again on her phone.
Clicking on the same account from earlier, Caitlyn found the art she had been admiring. She looked through the other pieces they’d posted but kept going back to the tweet that had originally caught her attention. There was something about it that riled her up.
Without thinking, she trailed one hand down her breast, tweaking a pierced nipple between her forefinger and thumb. The water and suds made the glide smooth enough to elicit a silent gasp and a subtle jolt of her hips, making the water gently slosh around her.
Continuing her path downwards, Caitlyn brushed past her stomach, causing goosebumps to erupt on her skin, and laid her hand just above where she needed attention the most.
She dipped her hand beneath the water, circling a finger around her entrance to find her own arousal clinging to her skin. Caitlyn ran two fingers along her slit, quickly finding her clit to apply some much needed pressure. She couldn’t stop the quiet gasp that escaped her this time.
Still staring at the image on her phone, it was easy for Caitlyn to imagine Vi between her legs, sucking on her clit, licking into her entrance.
A knock at the door pulled Caitlyn from her fantasy, her fingers stilling in their motions.
“Can I come in, Cupcake?” Vi was the person she most and least wanted to see right now. “Need to brush my teeth before bed, I’ll be quick, promise.”
This time, Caitlyn had the foresight to click off the photo and look at something a little less incriminating. “You can come in.”
The door opened, letting a draft into the room. Vi was quick to shut the door behind herself and made a b-line for the sink.
With her back turned, full focus on the sink and the task at hand, Caitlyn slowly continued her movements underwater, careful not to cause a splash and alert Vi.
The risk of getting caught, combined with the helpful glide of the water, brought Caitlyn close to her orgasm much quicker than normal. The added visual aid and fantasy that came with it didn’t help either.
Vi’s brushing slowed slightly, but Caitlyn was too focused on keeping a steady rhythm to realise her girlfriend was speaking to her. “Don’t stay in the water too long, Cupcake” Vi turned around slightly, eyebrow raised as she smirked around her toothbrush, “You’ll turn into a pr-”
A couple more seconds passed before Caitlyn realised Vi had stopped brushing and speaking. She stopped the circular motion on her clit and looked up at Vi, like nothing was wrong.
“What were you saying?”
“Nothing, nothing at all. I’ll leave you to your…” Vi quickly turned around and spat into the sink. When she looked back at Caitlyn again, there was a barely noticeable flush high on her cheeks. “Leave you to your bath, see you in bed.”
And with that, Vi quickly left the bathroom, refusing to let her eyes drift lower than Caitlyn’s face.
Orgasm ruined, Caitlyn placed her phone off to the side and gave herself a quick once over with her shower gel. She took a deep breath and pulled herself out of the bath, washing off any soap suds that stuck to her skin, and wrapped a fluffy towel around herself.
Caitlyn took her time drying herself off, wanting to prolong the awkward conversation she knew was about to come with Vi. She dressed herself in her usual nightwear; a pair of borrowed boxers from Vi and a pyjama top. Vi owned the matching pyjama bottoms and usually liked to wear those to bed. And only those. How she’d lasted this long she’ll never know.
Walking into their bedroom, Caitlyn towelled off the ends of her hair that had accidentally dipped into the water. Vi was sitting upright on the right side of the bed, her side of the bed, scrolling through what Caitlyn could only assume was her Twitter timeline. The flush on her face from before seemed to have disappeared.
It was only when Caitlyn slipped beneath the covers did Vi put down her phone, setting it on her nightstand, and flicked the lamp off. She turned on her side to look at Caitlyn through her lashes, one hand resting in the dip of her waist.
Both facing each other in the darkness of the room, Caitlyn raised a palm to Vi’s cheek, stroking her thumb just below her eye like the first night they’d met. It was Vi who leaned in first this time to bring their lips together.
The pent up frustration was clear from both sides as Caitlyn gasped from the sheer force of the kiss. This allowed Vi the opportunity to stroke her tongue against Caitlyn’s own, leaving her to do little more than moan into the kiss.
Vi’s hand moved upwards, toward Caitlyn’s breast over the pyjama top. She let herself run a thumb over her nipple before resting her hand lightly around Caitlyn’s rib, thumb tracing lines back and forth under her breast. Vi chose that exact moment to slip a clothed thigh between Caitlyn’s own bare ones, applying light pressure to her centre.
The combined stimulation was enough to make Caitlyn whimper out, causing her to pull back slightly from the kiss, forehead resting against Vi’s.
“Is this okay, Cait?” Vi’s eyes searched Caitlyn’s for any uncertainty, “We can stop if this is too much. Or if you want to talk about it first?”
“Fuck, Vi. Please d-don’t stop.” Caitlyn grinded herself down on Vi’s thigh, desperate for any kind of friction she could find. “I’m so close, don’t stop, ‘m so-o close.”
“What do you need, baby ?”
“Touch me, Vi, please.” Caitlyn could do nothing more than hold onto Vi’s neck, fingers scratching into her skin. “Please, pl-p-please, I’m gonna come.”
“I got you.” Vi wasted no time in dipping her hand below the waistband of Caitlyn’s boxers and finding her clit. It took no more than five circles of her finger before Caitlyn’s grinding stuttered as she came on Vi’s thigh. The moan Caitlyn let out was greedily swallowed by Vi, as she licked into her mouth as her peak hit.
As Caitlyn’s motions slowed to a stop, Vi removed her hand from the now ruined boxers. Caitlyn rested her head against Vi’s collarbone, fighting to catch her breath as Vi sucked her finger into her mouth, cleaning it off.
Vi’s hand went back to resting on Caitlyn’s waist, rubbing soothing circles into her side. “You did so well for me, Cupcake.”
As if triggering her back into reality, Caitlyn snapped back to look at Vi in the eyes. “Fuck me, Vi.”
“With what?” Vi raised the hand not rubbing circles between them, wiggling a couple fingers, “These?”
Caitlyn pulled back and twisted away from Vi. She reached into the bottom drawer of her nightstand and pulled out the largest dildo in her collection, along with a harness.
“No… with this.” Caitlyn raised an eyebrow in challenge.
“Shit, Cupcake. You been holding out on me?” Vi lifted the dildo in question, examining it. “You sure this can fit?”
“I haven’t had any problems with it before.” Pride was evident in Caitlyn’s voice.
Four minutes was all it took for Vi to strap herself in, over her grey Calvin Klein briefs. Kneeling in front of Caitlyn, Vi raised both legs in the air, allowing her to slide the boxers up and off Caitlyn’s legs.
With one hand on the base of the dildo, Vi lined it up to Caitlyn’s entrance. The other was pressed against Caitlyn’s inner thigh, holding one leg open slightly.
“Ready?” Vi asked. Caitlyn nodded eagerly in return, teeth biting down on her lower lip in anticipation. The slight gap in her teeth made her look cuter than she should in this situation.
Vi pressed forward, allowing only the head of the dildo to push past Caitlyn’s entrance, then pulled back. “Nice and slow.” Vi said as she repeated the motion a couple times, slowly coating the dildo in Caitlyn’s arousal. She used her now free hand to squeeze Caitlyn’s breast, pinching the nipple and lightly pulling on the piercing there. “Fuck, your tits are unreal, Cait.” Vi’s eyes were focused on where the dildo was pressing into her, “Can’t believe we’re doing this.”
Finally, Vi pushed the dildo as far as it would go inside Caitlyn, her hips meeting the back of soft thighs. “That’s my girl, taking my cock so well.” As the words left Vi’s mouth, she stretched a thumb over to Caitlyn’s clit, circling a couple times before letting her hand fall away to her inner thigh again.
Pulling back once more, Vi started to build a quicker pace, thrusting into Caitlyn with practised ease. Squeaking bed springs, thighs slapping thighs and the squelch, squelch of Caitlyn’s pussy filled the room.
“Fu- yes, harder, ple-ease fuck, Vi. Harder, har-” Caitlyn’s rambling broke off with a moan as Vi hit that spot inside her, her hips rising off the bed in an attempt to take Vi deeper.
“Yeah? Right there?” A cocky smirk overtook Vi’s face.
Dropping the hand on Caitlyn’s breast, Vi used both hands to spread her thighs as far as they could comfortably go, allowing her to set a punishing pace.
On one particularly hard thrust, the dildo slipped out of Caitlyn. Vi was quick to grab hold of it and readjust, not before lightly rubbing the head over Caitlyn’s folds and clit. She pushed back inside and raised her fingers to her lips, sucking off the wetness that clung there. As if nothing happened, Vi resumed the tempo she had previously set.
She could tell Caitlyn was close based on the whimpers that were escaping her mouth. A slight sheen of sweat was visible on Caitlyn’s chest, in the valley between her breasts. Her hair was fanned out across the pillow, a flush deep on usually pale cheekbones. The same flush had spread down her neck, causing red splotches to splatter across her collarbones. Vi didn’t want to bring her over the edge just yet.
Distracted by the sight of Caitlyn below her, the dildo slipped out again, bringing a groan of frustration out of Caitlyn and Vi.
“Fuck, baby . Got my cock all wet, keeps slipping out.” Caitlyn tried to urge Vi back inside her, using her feet as leverage to pull Vi into her. Vi laughed at her urgency, “I know, let me just-“ Whatever Vi was going to say was drowned out by Caitlyn’s moan as Vi eased her way back inside again, setting a pace slower than before.
“ Violet , ‘m so close. Need more.” Her eyes were unfocused, as if struggling to find Vi through the haze of her pleasure, hands fisted in the sheets below.
“What do you need, baby ?”
“Touch me.” Caitlyn canted her hips upward, as if signalling where she needed Vi.
“Touch you where?” Vi wanted, no, needed , her to say it.
“M’ clit. Please, please touch my clit.” Well, who could deny that, when she asked so nicely.
“ Good girl , only ‘cause you said ‘please’.”
Even though she asked for it, the sudden attention on her clit caused Caitlyn to twitch slightly in shock. Vi could feel the muscles in her thighs trembling as she got closer to her peak. “Gonna come for me?”
Caitlyn could do little but nod in response as Vi focused all of her attention on her clit and resumed her previous punishing pace. Caitlyn was sure she was dripping onto the sheets below, but she couldn’t bring herself to care.
Reaching to find her own nipple, Caitlyn tugged hard enough for a sharp zing of pain to run through her, right down to her clit. That, combined with Vi’s ministrations, is what finally sent her over the edge.
Caitlyn’s body thrashed on the mattress as Vi held her in place, hard enough to stop the dildo from slipping out a third time. She was trying her best to moan out Vi’s name, but she didn’t know if it was audible between her broken moans and stuttered gasps.
As Caitlyn settled back into the mattress again, she opened her eyes, when had they closed? And found Vi staring back at her. “Hi,” she shot a dopey grin at Vi, “that was…” Caitlyn trailed off, unable to find the words in her post-orgasm haze.
“Yeah?” Vi understood anyway. “Think you can give me another?”
Only then did Caitlyn notice the dildo still inside her, ridges brushing against her walls as Vi kept a slow, steady rate of in and out . She was close to overstimulation, but pleasure won out this time.
“What about you?”
“One more, and I’m all yours.”
“One more.” Caitlyn agreed.
Vi eased Caitlyn back into it, keeping her slow pace before steadily getting faster. She avoided Caitlyn’s clit, knowing she would be too sensitive right now for any direct attention.
Caitlyn could do little more than whimper this time. Vi had one hand rested just below her breast, the other above her clit. She seemed happy to touch in the most innocent sense possible.
“C-close.” Caitlyn managed to choke out.
The admission sent Vi into action, once again bringing her thumb down on her clit, spreading the existing wetness around to create a smooth glide. The other mimicked the actions Caitlyn had earlier lavished on her own tits.
“Cait, shit , you’re so wet. Gonna make a mess on my cock again?”
Although the build up wasn’t as intense as the previous, it was Vi’s words that sent her over the edge. Toes curled and hands fisted into the sheets, knuckles white at the pressure.
“Yes, yes, y-yes, fuck, oh Gods, ye-” Caitlyn went silent as her head filled with static, ears full of cotton.
She barely registered the sensation of Vi pulling out, the dip of the mattress where the dildo was discarded. Caitlyn felt the pressure of lips making their way from her inner thigh to her hips, between her breasts to her collarbones before finally resting on her neck, just below her jaw.
Vi continued to press light kisses until Caitlyn came out of her haze.
“Did you…?” Did you come? Is what she was trying to ask, but she couldn’t find the words.
Vi laughed to herself, “Not yet, Cupcake. Take your time.”
It took another three minutes before Caitlyn came back to herself completely. She turned to Vi and dragged her into a kiss, before pulling away and lightly pushing Vi onto their pillows. Without saying a word, she raised herself on her knees and moved down the bed, lying flat on her stomach between Vi’s thighs.
There was a visible wet patch on Vi’s briefs. “Already this wet and I haven’t touched you yet.”
“What can I say, Cupcake? The noises you make are hot.”
Caitlyn dragged a finger over Vi’s briefs, pressing between her folds over the wet material. When she took away her finger, it too was slightly wet, a thin string of arousal connecting the two together.
Leaning forward, Caitlyn pressed her tongue into the fabric, wetting it further. She looked up to find Vi with her head thrusted into the pillow, fists gripping onto the sheets.
Caitlyn pulled away, taking Vi’s briefs with her.
Now, fully exposed, Caitlyn could see just how wet Vi truly was. Her arousal clung to the insides of her thighs, now free to drip onto the sheets below.
One last look at Vi allowed Caitlyn to see how worked up she’d become at the smallest of touches. Her chest was rising and falling at a steady pace, hips twitching lightly in search for attention and teeth gnawed down on her bottom lip in anticipation.
“Is this okay?” Caitlyn wanted to make sure, not wanting to mistake her mannerisms for something else.
“Fuck, Cupcake. This is the most okay I’ve ever been.” Vi breathed out a laugh, looking down at Caitlyn, “Yes, don’t make me beg.”
Given her permission, Caitlyn finally leaned forward to lick a stripe between Vi’s folds. The taste was stronger now, without the barrier between them. Caitlyn hummed lightly, the vibrations causing Vi to moan out.
“N-not gonna last long, Cait.” Caitlyn could only hum out again in response, not wanting to detach herself from Vi for even a second. A hand found its way into her hair, keeping her in place. Not pushing or pulling, just there , a reassuring presence.
Caitlyn continued her attention on Vi’s folds, through the slick and short hair. She dipped her tongue into her entrance, firm strokes working to avoid her clit.
All Vi could do was lie there and moan. She tried to thrust her cunt into Caitlyn’s face, to direct her where she needed the most, but a strong forearm came down across her stomach, pinning her to the bed.
“Fuck, Cait, please. So cl-close, need more. P-please”
Only then did Caitlyn direct her attention to Vi’s clit. She moved the hand not across Vi’s stomach between her legs, using two fingers to push just inside her entrance as she licked once across her clit, before taking it in her mouth and sucking.
“Oh fuck, oh shit. Yes, just like that, fuck baby .” Vi seemed to speak in one breath, not able to stop to take another. “Please, make me come, let me-e, please, p-please.”
Despite the arm restraining her, she still found a way to work short, stuttered thrusts down onto Caitlyn’s fingers, trying to take them deeper.
Taking pity on her, Caitlyn pushed in until the second knuckle and curled her fingers. Vi’s reaction was instant, she slammed her head further into the pillow and gripped Caitlyn’s hair, edging on the side of painful, but still pleasant. The bed springs let out a creak of protest at the harsh movement.
One last well timed suck on her clit and curl of fingers sent Vi hurtling over the edge. Vi did her best to breathe around moans and curses that escaped her, hips rolling down onto Caitlyn’s fingers, trying to chase the pleasure.
“Thank you, thank you, fuck, thank you, m’ god, -ank you.” Vi repeated the words as she came down from her high, hips continuing to stutter every now and again.
Caitlyn moved back up the bed, next to Vi once again. She’s sure her lips and chin were glistening, but that didn’t matter right now, she needed to be next to Vi.
She rubbed soothing circles on Vi’s back until the shaking stopped and Vi came back to herself.
“You do that for all your tier 3 subs, Cupcake?” Vi quipped, laughing silently at her own joke.
Caitlyn couldn’t stop her eye roll, “Only you, I guess you’re special.”
“Mmm, must be.”
(3-Month Subscriber)julycore: is that a hickey i see? gachiHYPER
(6-Month Subscriber)howtostoptime: PepeLaugh caitlyn getting some action finally
psyemocon: Sadge god i wish that were me
(2-Year Subscriber)langatoon: modCheck did vi do that? PepeLaugh
noefic: is it just me or is caitlyn glowing today?
(3-Month Subscriber)thegirlsavior: PogU caitlyn got laid
(3-Month Subscriber)lesbopal56: @ noefic youre right
sugarcanetea: @noefic CAITLYN GOT LAID!!!
gaygaychristmas: whats it like fucking vi?
Vi696969 : vi is straight guys, she told me last night while i was fucking her raw
(2-Year Subscriber)caitsdog: dont know if im more jealous of vi or caitlyn in this situation
[user vi696969 has been banned by Killamman]
Jojo @gwirlzwfun · 3m
no but they definitely fucked
[Screenshot of Caitlyn and Vi on stream today. Caitlyn had a visible hickey on her neck and Vi’s neck was covered in scratch marks, dipping low beneath her t-shirt.]
rana @oiltopswater · 7m
does anyone else think caitvi played well together today, like.. better than usual? they were so in sync
caitvi simp @piltoverzfine · 8m
caitvi definitely met up and slept with each other. no i wont elaborate