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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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.

She ran a single finger delicately up along Caitlyn's vagina until she got to her clit and gave it a little tickle. "Someone's gotta, or you'd have an aneurysm some day from internalizing everything. And then the world would be deprived of your perfect chest."

And yet even as she said that, it started to dawn on her. The tables had turned. Now somehow she was the one being teased. "Dammit Cait..." She muttered, as she tried to shift and twist around to get her to commit. Caitlyn could feel muscles tensing in her thighs as Vi yearned for satisfaction and release.

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"Just my ch-" she started to retort, but bit her lip at the last second to stifle a groan. That felt really, really good, and she needed a moment to recover her words. The teasing, though didn't stop. There's an awkward pause, fingers continuing to dance just out of reach

"What? You started this by playing with my emotion. Did you really think I'd let you get off with just a slap on the wrist?"

Vi endeavoured to look guilty but contrite, neither of which were expressions that sat naturally on her face. "The law is a harsh mistress."

She continued moving her fingers in tiny little circles over Caitlyn's clit, though. It was both out of a desire to please her girlfriend and to appease her. "Do you think that if I plead guilty, I can get off sooner for good behavior?"

Her attempt to look sorry collapsed under the smugness she felt for the word play, but she'd made an effort. That counted for something, right? Even if it didn't she wasn't going to blue ball Vi all night, right?

Caitlyn's lips finally parted and a soft moan slipped out. Vi knew just what to do, and she could probably let that awful wordplay slide a bit. Just a bit though, because it was bad.

"I suppose a case could be made in the court of appeals. For good behavior," she chuckled and turned to press her lips against the gear tattoo on Vi's neck. Her teeth nipped gently, and when they did so, she finally relented. Her thumb took a languid pass over Vi's clit and her trigger finger traced around the outside of her entrance. Repeating the motion, she kissed the underside of Vi's jaw, and then moved up to her ear.

"As if I could leave you high and dry ever. I like you far, far too much for that, even if you are the most vexing woman in Piltover."

"Y-yeah..."

That wasn't really much of a reply, but the combination of the neck nibbles, the in the ear whispers, and of finally getting some direct stimulation just blew any kind of coherent thought out the window for several seconds. Caitlyn found her soaking wet and ready to go. Vi's whole body shivered, and her hand faltered in its mission.

"Mmmm yeah, that's the stuff..." Only for a few seconds, though. She got back on track quickly enough, and lightly drummed her middle and index fingers over Caitlyn's entrance for a few seconds before plunging them both deep into her body. No more teasing. No more foreplay. She wanted to feel good, and she wanted Caitlyn to feel better.

Caitlyn, by contrast, didn't immediately dive in. She couldn't, not with Vi being like that. Her fingers froze just on the cusp of sliding in, locking up a little. Her eyes went wide for a half second, then slowly sank closed as the feeling of bliss washed over her. Her mouth nipped hard, and Vi would definitely have a mark...though the tattoo would obscure it. Just as planned.

"G-gah! Vi...that's...really deep," she finally got out, voice heady with delight.

"Too deep, or just deep enough?" She asked, partly to sound flirty, but just as much to actually make sure she wasn't being too rough. She usually did like it rougher than Caitlyn did, and sometimes had to hold herself back for her partner's sake.

She wouldn't have cared about the hickey being visible even slightly, though.

Vi began to move her fingers, slowly for now, in an insistent in-and-out rhythm. She wrapped her arm around Caitlyn's shoulders to bundle her close for another kiss. This was not a teasing kiss, it was the kiss of someone who wanted to taste every inch of the woman she loved. It almost had a feeling of desperation to it, and felt like it would never end.

"Just...deep...enough," Caitlyn answered, breathing heavily with each push of fingers against her walls. Vi really did know how to get her going, and being crushed against her in that desperate kiss was one of them. She melted against her partner, groaning openly against Vi's mouth, body aflame with delight.

Her fingers found themselves too, spurred onward by the kiss, plunging deep inside Vi and rolling around to find the little places she know would get the other woman off. She was a tease, yes, but not when Vi was being this earnest and she wanted to show that. This game wasn't about competition, like so many of their others, it was about love and respect and Vi had more than earned that.

She was so ready for it that Caitlyn felt barely any resistance at all. She just slid right in and hit all the exact right buttons, and Vi broke off the kiss so she could gasp out loud. "Gods you're good at that!"

She took a moment to enjoy the pleasure building up inside her; it was nice to have a lover who really knew exactly what you wanted, and who you could really trust. Then she reapplied herself with a will. She renewed the kiss and started really speeding up the movements of her own fingers, actively trying to push Caitlyn onwards towards the crescendo.

By contrast, Caitlyn didn't shout, or scream, or...make much of a fuss at all. She wasn't that kind of person, but she does bite down hard on her lip. Her breathing came faster and faster, in time with Vi's steady movements. Her lower body shook and quivered as everything started to boil over, a kettle of delight ready to whistle at any moment.

And it all does, at last, come to a head as Vi's intense kiss dragged out a long, deep moan against her lips. Caitlyn's legs jerked a little, toes curling up, eyes shutting as the wave broke. That groan against Vi's mouth was the only marker of her bliss, but it hopefully conveyed the message.

That, and her own rapidly thrusting fingers, of course.

It hit Vi a second or two later. Being of a naturally circumspect and cautious disposition, she stifled any audible reactions as best she could.

Don't be ridiculous, of course she didn't do that. Vi didn't care that they were in a hospital and that people were probably walking by outside the door right now. Caitlyn's fingers filled Vi with an internal pressure that finally burst free. Her eyes widened, her toes curled, her muscles tensed...Her whole body shuddered as she gasped again, louder than she had shortly before. Her mind blanked, overwhelmed by an explosion of pleasure.

Then her whole body went limps and still, save for the heaving of her chest as she caught her breath. One arm was still wrapped around Caitlyn's shoulders, but loosely now, not grinding her close. Her first post-coital thought was about how the room was actually kind of chilly when you were above the covers, butt naked, and damp with sweat.

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