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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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.

It was expected, really, that Vi would make a lot of noise. That she constrained herself to just a gasp was something. Caitlyn was impressed.

With the pair of them done, she slid her fingers out and gave them a slow, languid lick, tasting Vi's essence on them. And then she pushed her partner down onto her back, a silent command to rest. She did the same, chest heaving, borrowing a little bit of pillow.

"You always know how to get me revved up. Feeling a little less pent up? I know I am."

Vi stretched, then winced slightly. She hoped she hadn't popped any stitches in that last bit. "Hah...Oh yeah. I think I need a cigarette."

She didn't smoke very often anymore, another bit of Caitlyn's influence, but every once in a while the cravings still came.

"And unfortunately for you, the hospital doesn't allow that."

Caitlyn winked, trailing a finger down Vi's cheek. There weren't many things she'd deny Vi, but that was one.

"And I wouldn't let you anyway."

"Healthy living is no fun." Vi said, with an overly dramatic sigh. "Anyways there's all kinds of stupid things they won't let you do in the hospital. And if I stay here too long they might make me eat hospital food."

She poked Caitlyn in the ribs. "Also I want a shower. C'mon, grab our clothes and lets get out of here."

"Are you cleared to walk?" Caitlyn asked, though she started getting up. She wasn't going to force Vi to stay here longer than necessary. But she wasn't going to put more strain on her than strictly necessary.

"I'm cleared to hobble with crutches keeping all weight off that leg, at least."

"Then I'll go get the paperwork done. You get dressed."

Caitlyn slips into her outfit quickly, pushing Vi's own clothes to her, and slips out to get the clearance stuff together.

"Better you than me."

Now to see if she could get her pants back on on her own. While Caitlyn dealt with the paperwork, Vi contemplated whether the blow to her reputation from actually wearing skirts for a while would be worth being able to get dressed in the morning without risking injuring herself.

Probably not.

Caitlyn's gone for more than a few minutes, returning with a fistful of paperwork and an exasperated expression.

"He doesn't like it, but he'll allow it. Something about you being a little too impatient to get back to work. I spent a good five minutes arguing that I'd be keeping you in bed, and that seems the only thing that convinced him. I have the car waiting out front whenever you're ready."

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