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“Is this your first time holding a gun, Vi?”
Vi nodded. Her mind was whirling — words stuck in her throat. She looked up at Caitlyn, and her cunt throbbed at the expression on her face. Possessive. Hungry. A bit smug. Vi needed her so badly it hurt. But Caitlyn had asked her up here for a reason.
“You… Um, you wanted help picking out a shirt?” Vi said hoarsely. She caressed the rifle, avoiding Caitlyn’s eyes, feeling young and inexperienced and really, really horny.
“Vi.” Caitlyn’s voice was low, her tone a tad impatient. “Do you really think we’re going to a bar?”
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Age-gap Caitvi AU.
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Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk by fleawrites
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
22 Oct 2025
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Right now, Caitlyn is starting to break. Her breath is coming out in ragged half-moaning sobs, her eyes are unfocused and dark, her face is flushed all the way down to her collarbone as she works herself on Vi’s cock. And her breasts… her breasts are –
“Fuck,” Vi whimpers, watching the milk start to leak from Cait’s nipples. Her breasts are heaving with her motions, and a drop flies from her nipple and lands on the edge of Vi’s bottom lip. Before she can think, her tongue swipes over her lip to collect the liquid.
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Heavily pregnant Caitlyn with leaking breasts bouncing on Vicock.
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“Don’t stop— Please don’t stop—” Cait chanted as she neared the edge, her legs nearly giving out from the force Vi was pistoning into her with.
Her orgasm rose and rose, and she felt her stomach drawing tight, the pressure almost ready to snap—
The strap slipped out of her.
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A completely self-indulgent fic in which Caitlyn and Vi experiment with the Hexstrap, because regular straps just aren't cutting it.
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The noise came again. Vi blinked as she registered it this time — a moan. Was someone… moaning? Vi cocked her head and squinted at the bed. Cait was moving around, shifting under the covers now. Another, louder moan sounded, and Vi’s eyes widened as the covers lifted and were pulled back by a long, smooth arm. Cait was there, clad in silky lingerie pajamas, skin milky and flawless in the moonlight, body curled around… around some woman.
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Pit Fighter Vi sneaks into Caitlyn's room and finds her and Maddie having sex — and instead of leaving, she sticks around.
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Tentatively, Vi shifted again, and pleasure suddenly laced through her as her core dragged along the soft mound. The fabric against her bare folds was absolutely delicious, and Vi could feel the distant ache between her legs start to build again, so fast it was almost embarrassing.
Oh. That’s what had woken her up. Vi was humping a pillow in her goddamn sleep.
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Vi keeps waking up with a pillow between her thighs, and Caitlyn can't help but notice.