overbringer | Muses I would be willing to do smut threads with

Muses I would be willing to do smut threads with

Willing, nay eager

Akame

Notes:
- Gay
- Likes loud, assertive women
- Big fan of non-sexual intimacy. Cuddling, hugs, spooning, head on shoulder, etc.
- Wants total privacy before doing anything sexual
- Likes hot springs

Angua von Uberwald

Notes:
- Straight
- She fucks to work out aggression
- Absolutely no wolf form sex (Even if she DID want that, I don't want to thread it out so you're out of luck)
- Not much initiative in terms of experimentation, but she'd try stuff if her partner suggested it.
- Likes big, muscly, classically handsome guys. Bring her your supermen, your captain americas. Your beef.

Carlos Ramirez

Notes:
- Straight
- REALLY wants to lose his virginity
- But not so bad that he would be a creep about it?
- Is not above using magic to woo you

Elka

Notes:
- Straight
- Not interested in commitment. One Night Stands are good fun though
- Blunt. If she's interested she'll just ask you straight up.
- Hella into experimenting. What's your favorite fantasy. Elka will try it as long as it doesn't seem gross to me.

Leona

Notes:
- Pansexual
- Aggressive and very forward
- Looking for a partner with a lot of stamina. She will want to go multiple rounds before she's satisfied
- Wants to do it somewhere where she can feel the sun on her skin. So during the day, and either outdoors or with the curtains open.
- Can bench press you

Melissa Mao

Notes:
- Bisexual but prefers men
- Strong sex drive. Always ready for action
- Likes quickies
- She just really really likes dicks. Get them in her. She doesn't care where.

Morgiana

Notes:
- Pansexual
- Big on personal boundaries and comfort levels. Always double checks before taking things further. Might hit you if you don't double check yourself.
- A screamer
- Go down on her and she will be putty in your hands. Or...your mouth, I guess.

Vi

Notes:
- Bisexual
- Loud and energetic
- Does not give a shit if anyone catches her in the act
- She can be grabby. She'll grab your boobs. She'll grab your dick. She'll grab your butt. She just wants a handful of something.

Or if you wish to make a case for someone else from my muse list, feel free.

Shit I'm into
- M/F or F/F.
- Sex in odd places. Not necessarily exhibitionism, but places besides the bedroom. The wilderness, the gym, the office, the kitchen. You know.
- The bedroom is also fine.
- Shower fuckin'
- Oral
- Pre-established couple gets magically genderswapped and decides to take the opportunity to try fuckin' as the opposite sex
- Wrestling/Sparring that gets sexy
- Toys (dildos, vibrators, etc.), either enthusiastically used in private, or discretely used in public.
- Anything on the beach. Sun, sand, bikinis, lotion, yes.

Shit I'm not into
- M/M
- Anything anal
- Dubcon/Noncon
- Hard BDSM (A case can be made for lighter bondage stuff)
- Anything prepubescent

See anything/anyone you're interested in? Have ideas? Tag me here and we may discuss the sexy possibilities.

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Cait had an eye for those little details, it was true, but even she had moments where things just spiraled out of control. Hearing the location, seeing and confirming it, that would keep it firmly in the back of her mind, though. And wouldn't that make a mess of a perfectly good moment.

Leaning into the kiss, Caitlyn let herself be pulled lower, scooting the chair up to the bed. Her lips parted silently, eagerly even, a greeting and welcoming of the tender moment. Breaking it was hard, but she did, resting her forehead against the other woman's.

"You're getting better about being patient, my dear." That kiss was exactly the opposite of what she'd expected, but maybe Vi was learning to take it a little slower. You know, for Caitlyn's sake.

"Yeah, well, you know. Gunshot wound. Really takes it out of you." She laughed quietly at herself. "Any other day I'd have knocked your socks off already."

She pulled her back in for another kiss, flicking her tongue over Caitlyn's lips and lingering on the taste of her. Part of her wanted to go to sleep right now. A bigger part never wanted to sleep again.

It was Caitlyn's turn to smirk, leaning down and allowing her tongue out to greet Vi's, poking at it before retreating teasingly. She understood what her partner wanted, she thought, and after an ordeal like getting shot it was hard to say no. Not that she wanted to, herself. The wave of relief over it being something comparatively minor was like a knot being undone inside her stomach, and all that nervous energy had to go somewhere.

Why not into something like this? She wouldn't have even entertained the thought in the past, but it wasn't as though Vi had failed to make an impact on her as well.

The kiss went on for a while. As Vi went along with this tongue game she was playing, her hands drifted up into her hair, running through Caitlyn's long locks which were so much better taken care of than her own messy shock of pink. Their tongues played a game of advance and retreat that eventually had Vi break off, snickering. "Mmhmhm, I like what I'm feeling here. But you're not gonna just sit in a chair all afternoon, are you?"

She scooched over a bit and patted the bed next to her. "C'mon. Get in here."

Caitlyn smiled around the kiss, reluctant to let it go, and sort of reveling in the feeling of those broad, strong hands in her hair. She sucked in a breath as it broke, a ragged gasp like the kind she let out when she'd been holding her breath for a shot.

"Hah...if you insist..." she huffed, kicking off her boots and climbing up to lay beside Vi. Propping her head up on an elbow, she couldn't keep the amusement out of her tone. "I'm not sure this qualifies as rest, though."

"Psh, I'm not getting any rest tonight. That became a lost cause when you showed up."

As Caitlyn got herself situated in the bed, Vi started unbuttoning her shirt. She had an electric blue sports bra on under it, along with the usual assortment of small scars from a lifetime of violence on the streets, and some killer abs.

"Cheeky thing, you had this planned from the start," Caitlyn laughed, reaching out to start helping unbutton Vi's outfit, fingers deftly undoing them and not hesitating at all about touching those muscles. Her nails were well-kept, but short, and despite her soft appearance Caitlyn's fingers had quite a few callouses of their own.

"Whatever am I going to do with you?"

She didn't deny it because it was 100% true. "I've got a whole list of things you could do with me, but for a start why don't you help me get my pants off."

Managing that on her own without stressing her leg would be no simple task, and she figured if she did that the doctor might try and make her stay another night for observation. And then she'd have to help the doctor find all of his teeth afterwards and fill out paperwork for beating up a civilian and it would just be a huge hassle that wasn't worth it.

Then once she was good and undressed she could focus on getting Caitlyn in the same state and then everything would be good.

"Ah," she chuckled to herself, looking down at those pants. Yes, that was going to present something of a problem, wasn't it? There was a lot of torn fabric, and and exacerbating the injury would also likely kill the mood. So, those deft fingers slipped down to the laces holding them up, neatly undoing them.

"Of course. Funny, I'd almost have expected them to put you in a hospital gown. I take it you declined?"

"You know, they didn't ask."

Word got around with someone like Vi. There wasn't a pressing NEED to put her in a hospital gown, so the doctor had (wisely) elected not to press the issue.

She pulled her right leg out of her pants easily enough, and left Caitlyn the task of working it off her left. She couldn't bend far enough to get it off herself without straining her leg right now.

Also now Caitlyn could see that Vi was wearing boxers, apparently. Black boxers with yellow happy faces printed all over them, though the faces were making all kinds of rude expressions in addition to the normal =) face. Black and yellow on the bottom and electric blue on the top suggested that she hadn't INTENDED to impress anyone with her underwear when she had gotten dressed that morning.

"I wonder why that is?" Caitlyn said dryly, slowly working the left pant leg off of her partner. She was deliberately taking her time, though whether it was to be careful of the bandages or to tease was anyone's guess.

Wrinkling her nose at the boxers, she started to tug those down as well. Better to get those hideous things out of the way. Guh.

Wow who would have thought tacky clothing could make Caitlyn MORE eager to undress her. Bonus! Vi didn't bother to answer her sarcastic question, and just lifted her hips up so it'd be easier to strip off her underwear, revealing pale skin and dark hair. The hair on her head was dyed, and she didn't bother down below, leaving ordinary dark brown.

She sat up in the bed so she could pull her bra up over her head and toss it over her shoulder onto the floor. She took a moment to flex for Caitlyn, because that usually made her laugh and because she was proud of those muscles, before saying "Now it's your turn. Let's get that dress off.

With her partner now undressed, Caitlyn took a moment to inspect her handiwork. It wasn't a sight she ever got tired of, and she appreciated those muscles. A lot. With a wry laugh, she leaned forward a little, pressing a kiss against Vi's exposed stomach.

"Alright. Help me with the laces?"

Turning around, she sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for her partner's help there. One of the downsides to her outfit? Was that getting into and out of it alone was a real pain.

Downside: complicated to put on or take off, and perhaps not the most combat practical.
Upside: damn sexy in Vi's book.

Vi suppressed a giggle as Caitlyn leaned in to kiss her stomach, then let her spin around. Before she got to work she hugged her from behind and planted a few kisses on the side of her neck. Then she leaned back, squeezed Caitlyn's butt, and started undoing her laces. Her fingers moved quickly. She was eager.

The kisses were welcome, Caitlyn leaning into them a little and letting out a small groan as those lips touched skin. The squeeze, though, got a yelp. Not angry, just...surprised.

"Someone's in a hurry," she giggled as she felt laces coming undone, shrugging her shoulders to peel away the top layer of the outfit. Next came the lower, with even more buckles and laces...

"Someone's horny is what she is." Vi said, as she also tossed the corset over her shoulder.

Why you gotta dress so complicated, Caitlyn? She was lucky Vi didn't have a knife right now or she might resort to drastic measures. As it was, Vi kept at it, loosening this, untying that, and taking a moment to kiss or run her hands over any newly exposed skin when she managed to get at it. Each belt she unbuckled got tossed over her shoulder just as casually as her bra, and soon (but not soon enough for her tastes) there was nothing left but to help Caitlyn pull the dress itself up over her head.

Each touch was a welcome thing, a jolt through Caitlyn's slim body. She was truly glad Vi didn't have a knife, since she didn't fancy having to sneak back home in the nude...though she was getting no less turned on by being undressed. When the last belt's undone, she slips the final bit of cloth over her head and casually slipped out of her smallclothes, leaving her in just the short stockings that lined the inside of her boots.

She leaned back then, laying against Vi a little bit, enjoying the warm pressure of the bigger woman against her back.

"Well, I suppose we'll have to do something about that, won't we?"

This was nice. Vi wrapped her arms around Caitlyn's midsection as she lay there and just basked in the moment. She perked up when her partner spoke.

"Definitely." She agreed, and reached up to squeeze Caitlyn's breasts. "I mean, just your boobs alone are driving me crazy. They're perfect." More squeezing. "Have I ever told you that before, Cait? You've got the best pair of tits in all of Piltover. Maybe even in all of Valoran. I'm lucky I get to play with them sometimes, but right now they're just pushing my buttons and getting me all hot and bothered."

She took a breath, a sharp inhalation at the feeling of those course hands against her breasts. It always felt a little odd, even if she did like it. Not indecent, just...odd. She'd never thought all that much about them before Vi, they were just a distraction...much like she'd originally thought of her partner.

"You are lucky," she confirmed, closing her eyes with a shudder. "Nobody else gets to talk to me like this and not wind up on the wrong end of my gun."

True statement, her voice cracking a little as she's fondled.

"But...I am glad you like them. Y-Yours are...also quite nice"

"Yeah they are pretty good, aren't they?" She glanced down and poked her own breast a bit before going back to playing with Caitlyn's. Not just her breasts, but really her entire torso. Her fingertips would occasionally stop just shy of reaching between her partner's legs, teasingly, as she continued speaking conversationally.

"So where do we go from here? I could go down on you. You could go down on me. We could go down on each other. We could just take it easy and just finger each other. I think tribbing would be tricky with my leg all jacked up, but we could probably manage it with some careful positioning."

Vi leaned to the side a bit to give a few little tender nibbles to Caitlyn's neck before whispering in her ear: "I'm open to suggestions."

Caitlyn squirmed a little under the touches and pokes and squeezes, wriggling closer and trying to keep a tremor out of her voice. She hated being teased, especially when it came to fingers near her more sensitive spots. Vi of course knew this, and that made it worse.

"I...um...think it's best we don't take chances," she started to say, lamely. "Don't want to exacerbate the trouble with your leg." And bring doctors running...

"Maybe it's best we...ah..." she whimpered, biting her lip as her neck is toyed with. That was probably her second most sensitive erogenous zone, and nips and kisses there very often reduced her to a quibbling mess.

"Fingers first. Then see where...the fancy takes us?"

Smooth, Cait.

She knew it was mean, teasing her like this, but sometimes she couldn't help herself. Caitlyn was so cute when she got all flustered like this. BUT Vi was also SUPER ready to get down to action herself. "The sheriff gets what the sheriff wants."

Her leg might have been pretty useless right now, but there was nothing wrong with her arms, and as they were sitting now it'd be tricky for her to receive any loving at all. She grabbed Caitlyn around the waist, bodily lifted her up with a grunt, and put her back down sitting next to her rather than in her lap. She leaned over and kissed her again, while her fingers finally slipped down between Caitlyn's legs to see what was going on downtown.

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She probably should have been more surprised at that, but she wasn't, not at this point. The size difference alone, saying nothing of how strong Vi was, had just gotten her used to being moved around like a doll. There weren't any other people who got away with that, either. It was nice when she did it, though.

Vi's roaming fingertips were having quite an effect, a definite heat growing between her thighs. Wet, naturally, from the excitement and eager to get started with the next phase of this operation. Cait slipped an arm around Vi and turned to kiss her cheek in turn.

"And the deputy never disappoints."

"I'd salute if my hands weren't busy." She said.

Vi stopped for a moment to hold up her hand and inspect it. Her fingertips were sticky. "Damn, girl. Guess I'm not the only one who's got her motor running right now." She observed, before very deliberately licking her fingers clean and reapplying herself to the task at hand. She had a pretty good idea what Caitlyn's preferences were in terms of rhythms and speeds by now from past experience, but it was still always fun to do a bit of exploration and see exactly what her partner wanted just now.

She wanted some attention too, though. While one hand foxlcused on making sure Caitlyn felt just great, the other took her free hand and gently but pointedly guided towards her own crotch.

"Well, you do bring out the wild side in me," Caitlyn admitted with a wry laugh. No point in denying that, at all. She sighed, the sound of resignation that she was going to be picked on and teased for statements like that.

Her own fingers didn't remain idle, of course, starting to range around the skin of Vi's thighs. She, much like her partner, knew what the other liked...only she was deliberately avoiding it and focusing on areas immediately around specific spots she knew would get Vi charged up. A nail run along the outer fold, the pad of one delicate finger against her inner thigh, teasing and tantalizing but never quite committing.

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