Temptations
Caitlyn grabs Vi by the wrist dragging her out of the venue to the parking lot before anyone can see them in their flustered state or before any alphas smell Caitlyn’s heat.
Caitlyn drags Vi through the venue, thankful for the dim lighting to hide their flushed faces. She doesn't stop until they're out on the streets.
Once they're in the empty parking lot, the cool night air against their flushed skin, Caitlyn lets go of Vi's wrist. She looks at Vi, her eyes lingering on the bulge in her pants.
"Can you drive?”
Vi and Caitlyn stand in the middle of the parking lot chests heaving up and down, panting yet not breaking eye contact. “I’m not sure… guess we are about to find out” Vi says as takes Caitlyn’s wrist this time, leading her to her car.
Caitlyn follows Vi, her hand trembling in Vi's grip. She can't bring herself to break the contact. Even though she knows it's dangerous to let herself get this close, she can't stop the way her body responds to Vi.
She watches as Vi slides into the driver's seat and starts her car, her fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly. Caitlyn climbs into the passenger's seat, trying not to stare at Vi while she buckles her seat belt.
Once they're in the car, Caitlyn can't help but lean into Vi, her body still seeking any form of contact.
As Vi sits in the driver’s seat she can’t help but squirm and stir in her seat as her pants get even more uncomfortable and tighter. She once again tries adjusting herself but… only one thing will ease her discomfort.
The scent of Caitlyn’s heat is the only thing she can smell in the stuffy car as her pheromones feel like they are cutting off oxygen to her brain. It’s all Vi can think about.
Vi feels her cock throb harder and harder, she finds her eyes lingering on Caitlyn’s lips as they lace their hands in one another.
Caitlyn watches Vi squirm, her expression a mixture of understanding and desire. They're both clearly struggling to control themselves, and the fact that they're in a small, enclosed space is only making it more difficult.
She feels it in their shared touch, the lust pooling between them. She doesn't pull her hand away, only holding on tighter. She lets her eyes rake over Vi's body, taking in the subtle movements of her muscles.
It's hard to concentrate when she can't think of anything but how good it would feel to have Vi inside of her. It's almost painful how much she wants more.
She takes a deep breath, breathing in Vi's musk, trying to stabilize her mind.
She can't help but lick her lips, aware that Vi is watching her mouth intently. "Stop looking at me like that," she says softly, her words holding no conviction.
As Caitlyn says something, Vi is pulled out of her…thoughts. She flicks her eyes from her lips to those blue eyes. “Looking at you like what?” Vi asks, playing dumb.
Caitlyn rolls her eyes, her breath catching in her throat as she responds. "You know damn well, Vi. Stop looking at my lips like that."
She's hyper aware of the heat building between them again, and she's finding it harder and harder to resist the urge to give in to it.
“Has…anyone ever triggered your heat like this before?” Vi asks shyly, trying to see if there’s an intense attraction causing the reason for her heat to be induced so early.
Caitlyn shakes her head, her cheeks flushed and her body trembling. "N-No one has ever triggered my heat like this... It's like my body is responding to you specifically. Normally, my heat was due to come around the wedding maybe the honeymoon but... your touch, your scent, just you... it-it's driving me crazy." She swallows hard, her eyes locked on Vi.
With that Vi cups Caitlyn’s cheek, her resolve snapped. She quickly surged forward capturing her lips in a bruising kiss. As their lips touch Vi lets out a moan, her hips stirring more in her seat.
Caitlyn responds immediately, her lips eagerly meeting Vi's in the kiss. She leans closer, needing to feel as much of Vi as possible. Her body yearns for more contact, for the feel of Vi against her burning skin.
Her hands find their way into Vi's hair, tangling tightly in the pink strands and pulling her closer with a tug to deepen the kiss.
“How is it I met you tonight and you already have infected my entire being with the thought of you” Vi breathes out as she puts a hand on Caitlyn’s waist trying to pull her closer.
Caitlyn lets out little gasp, her body feeling hypersensitive to Vi's touch.
She responds with a moan of her own as she feels Vi's hands grasp her, pulling her even closer. "The feeling is mutual... I don't think I could go back to my life if I didn't have you now..." She whispers against Vi's lips, her words husky with desire. "I want you, Vi, I want you so badly."
Vi takes Caitlyn’s hand and moves it over her groin rubbing her cock with Caitlyn’s hand over her pants. “You feel how hard you’re making me” Vi says without breaking eye contact with Caitlyn.
Caitlyn presses her hand into Vi through her pants, feeling the aching hardness.
"God, Vi..." She breaths out, her eyes locked on Vi's as she grinds her hand against the bulge. "I didn't think it was possible to want someone this much." She swallows hard, her voice ragged and shaky.
"I want to... to please you. But if I'm touching you like this, I don't know if I can stop myself... we should get out of this parking lot”
With that Vi pulls out of the parking lot. Headed towards the Kiramman estate. Normally she’d have to ask for directions but it’s her job to know where high ranking officials live in piltover.
Vi starts driving when Caitlyn leans over the center console of the vehicle, undoing first her own seat belt then Vi’s seatbelt, then her belt as she fishes her cock out of the confines of her pants.
Caitlyn's mind is a haze, her focus solely on Vi, on her scent, her touch. She's never felt this way, so hot and needy that she doesn't even think twice before moving closer to Vi across the center console.
As she undoes Vi's belt, she can't help but moan softly, her body craving more. Her hand moves to the now-exposed length of Vi, she leans closer. Her face an inch away from Vi’s cock, she sticks her tongue out tasting the pre cum from the tip.
"You taste so good Vi”
“Fuck Caitlyn, you are going to be the death of me, god your mouth feels so good” Vi moans as she steers the car with one hand and runs the other hand through Caitlyn’s hair.
*God, Vi's fingers in her hair...*
Hearing Vi's moans, feeling her touch, it only fuels Caitlyn's desire, makes her want more.
"You have no idea how badly I want to please you“
Vi grips the steering wheel so tight her knuckles start to turn white as Caitlyn quickens her pace on her cock. Vi throws her head back as much as she can without taking her eyes off the road. Vi starts thrusting her hips into Caitlyn’s soft mouth.
Caitlyn moans around Vi’s length as she starts to thrust into her mouth, the vibrations sending pleasurable jolts through her body. She picks up the pace, taking Vi deeper with each movement. Her hands grip Vi’s thighs, nails digging in slightly as she steadies herself. “Mmmph...”
Vi feels the tension start to build in her stomach, Caitlyn’s heat clogging Vi’s nostrils causing her knot to form. Caitlyn strokes her knot as she continues taking Vi down her throat.
As Caitlyn strokes Vi’s knot, she swallows around it, trying to take her all the way down her throat. Her nose presses against Vi’s pelvis as she gags slightly, but she doesn't stop. She holds her knot in place, her throat muscles working to keep Vi trapped. “Gllkk...“
After what feels like forever, Vi and Caitlyn finally pull in front of the estate. Vi quickly throws the car in park and refocuses her full and undivided attention on Caitlyn’s movements. She gently picks up Caitlyn’s hair out of face and runs her fingers through her hair.
Vi’s moans get more ragged, more breathy. She starts moaning louder and louder in the confines of the car. Caitlyn gives Vi’s knot another squeeze and she’s cumming down Caitlyn’s throat without a warning. Unloading everything she has into her awaiting mouth.
As Vi cums, Caitlyn swallows everything she can, her throat bulging with each spurt. She continues to milk Vi's knot, coaxing out every last drop before finally releasing it with a soft pop. She sits back, Vi's cum dripping down her chin as she catches her breath.
After swallowing every last drop, Caitlyn licks her lips, satisfied. Vi puts the car back in drive and pulls into the garage, Caitlyn gets herself straightened up as best she can and gets out.
"We should probably go inside." She says softly.
Vi gets out, walking Caitlyn to the door. The orgasm not doing anything for her bulge as she’s still painfully hard and aroused because of the heat.
“I’d love to come in but I feel like if I go inside, i won’t have any control left” Vi says as she digs her nails into her palms.
Caitlyn swallows hard, her heart still racing from their encounter in the car. "I think you're right... I don't think I'd be able to control myself either if you came in." She takes a step closer to Vi, a hint of longing in her eyes.
"But I don't want you to leave. I don't want you to go home when you're still like... this."
A soft smile tugs at the corner of Vi’s lips. “Don’t worry cupcake, what if I call you as soon as I get home.” Vi asks her, hoping some distance will help sedate their… urges.
Caitlyn smiles back, still struggling with the need to close the distance between them but trying to keep calm.
"Okay... that sounds like a good idea. You better follow through too, Vi, don't make me hunt you down," she teases, although there’s a hint of seriousness in her voice.
Vi leans in, giving Caitlyn a respectful goodnight kiss. Their lips linger on one another knowing full well if they continue, they’ll mate each other before the sun rises. Vi puts her head against Caitlyn’s “I wouldn’t dream of being hunted down by the commander of the enforcers” she said with a slight chuckle.
Caitlyn moans into the kiss, her body begging for more but somehow, she's able to pull away from Vi. She chuckles lightly, running her hand down Vi's strong arm.
"You're so lucky I'm currently a mess of hormones, or I would definitely hunt you down for being so cocky about it," she teases.
Vi watches Caitlyn intently, watching her lips form every word. No omega has ever had a her in such a chokehold and after just spending a couple hours with the Caitlyn Kiramman…she was absolutely fucked. The way she would do anything this woman said both terrified her and excited her.
“Oh I’m very aware how lucky I am” the words leave Vi’s mouth before it even registered what she was saying.
Caitlyn leans against the door frame, her heart racing again from the way Vi looked at her. There was so much want in Vi's eyes, so much *need*, and that it was all directed at her was thrilling. Caitlyn wasn't used to anyone looking at her that way.
But there was something else there too, something that she didn't recognize. It was like... longing, mixed with wonder. Caitlyn shakes her head, she's probably just reading things wrong. They've only just met, and this marriage is arranged on top of that. It's not possible that Vi is feeling what she wishes she was.
If only Caitlyn could read Vi’s mind, she had her respect long before they ever met. Vi heard whispers about the Kiramman girl in the shadows of the undercity.
The commander who had the enforcers at her feet, her determination and work ethic. It was thanks to Caitlyn that the crime rate in topside was 0%. No one would dare cause trouble that could possibly land them Stillwater prison, too afraid of Caitlyn’s wrath.
Vi had a similar effect on the people of the undercity. She was their ruler for a reason, people were afraid to cross Vi. The one who united the gangs and goons through her strength and fear, although everyone knew that if you took care of Vi she would take care of you. But if you were stupid enough to betray her, double cross her, disobey her then there was no saving you.
This is where Caitlyn had Vi’s professional respect, they were two sides of the same coin. Their goals were the same, just from different sides of the game.
But Caitlyn doesn't know all that. She's always hated the reputation that her family name gave her because it made life so difficult. Everyone in power expected so much of Caitlyn, even if she never asked for any of it.
She looks Vi over one more time, before reluctantly saying goodbye. "I... should go inside. Before my heat gets too difficult to resist." She says, but she doesn't move.
"Call me soon, okay? Or else I might go crazy."
Vi looks at her with an expression of somber yet with desire. Their fingers linger in one another as Vi nods her head and backs away from Caitlyn slowly without breaking eye contact.
It wasn’t until Vi was in her car alone that Caitlyn locked herself in her estate, she quickly turned on the car and headed out of the garage and off the estate property.
The further away she drove, the clearer her mind felt, she didn’t realize just how much Caitlyn’s heat had affected her.
Caitlyn locks the door behind her, leaning against the door as she sinks to the floor. Even after Vi's departure, her heat is still raging through her body, begging for more contact.
Her mind is filled with Vi and her touch. The way she looked at her, the way she spoke to her.
Caitlyn gets back to her feet, her body still burning and aching for release. She quickly heads upstairs to her bedroom, praying that sleeping is even possible in this state of arousal.
Vi makes it back to the undercity, she is rushed with various questions about the arranged marriage and questions of the future. She ignores all of them, pushing past the people asking her questions and sitting on her throne. She sits there deep in thought, even as her right hand man is asking her questions, she doesn’t acknowledge any of them.
Caitlyn makes her it to her bed, the sheets feeling cold against her naked skin. She can't help but wish they were Vi's sheets around her, the scent of Vi in her bed.
Her fingers reach for her phone, typing a quick text message. “Still awake?”
She puts her phone down beside her with a sigh, not knowing if Vi was awake or not.
Vi is brought out of her deep thought by a notification from her phone. She quickly reaches in her pocket and fishes the device out.
She smirks at the sender. “Of course, I can’t get you out of my mind” she responds
Caitlyn's heart races at the response, her mouth curving into a smile.
”You have no idea.” She shoots back, the heat between her legs growing more intense with the message.
Caitlyn feels relief flood through her body from Vi's response. It's a relief to know she isn't the only one unable to think of anything other than their interaction at the event.
Her body is still begging for release, screaming for satisfaction. But being able to talk to Vi is enough for now, it's enough to satisfy her mind, at least for a little while.
“Me too... I can't stop thinking about you.” She responds
Vi feels a smile form on her lips and pang of want between her legs. She craves to be with her future mate, her inner alpha is roaring at the thought of Caitlyn home alone during her heat. She pushes that thought back down and picks up her phone once again.
“Oh yeah? And what thoughts about this lowly undercity goon is keeping the commander of the enforcers up?” she responds teasingly.
Caitlyn can't help but blush from Vi's teasing texts. She's always considered herself respectable, someone above the desire for a mate. But now, with Vi, that's all she is. She's an omega craving to be mated.
“Lowly undercity goon, huh? She thinks”
“Well, I can't stop thinking about your voice, about the way you touched me.”
Vi immediately gets up from her throne, pushing past people once again to retreat to the confines of her personal quarters. What Vi needed was Caitlyn in her bed, but privacy could help too.
“Fuck Cait… I was trying to work a little tonight but you have me running off to my room” she quickly responds as she walks down the hallway.
Vi sends a follow up message “you’re making me get hard all over again”
Caitlyn feels a sense of pride wash over her, knowing that she can turn Vi on like this.
“I'm sorry. I shouldn't be doing this to you when you're working.” She responds.
But at the same time, she loves that she can bring these type of responses from Vi. She's never cared about other people's desire, but being able to tease Vi like this feels good.
“Can I ask you something kinda dirty?” She types, biting her lip as she sends the message.
Vi smiles at the text, she finds it cute that Caitlyn feels bad for making her walk away from work. “Don’t apologize, i think after the day we had last thing I need to do is work” she presses send but then sees the follow up message Caitlyn sent.
Vi couldn’t deny that she was definitely intrigued, after reading the message over a couple of times she responded “of course you can”
Caitlyn swallows back her hesitation before typing the message.
“Are you hard right now? Just from texting me?”
Her finger lingers over the send button, unsure about sending such a dirty message.
But the thought of Vi, laying in her bed and stroking herself just because she's thinking about her is too good to pass up.
Vi finds her bed and lays down as she reads and re reads the message. She can’t help but let out a small moan through gritted teeth at the message.
“Caitlyn… I’m hard just from thinking about you” she responds not able to deny the truth.
Caitlyn's breath catches as she reads Vi's response, a wave of arousal coursing through her body. She's never been so aroused in her life, and Vi isn't even with her.
“Good. I want you to think about me when you get off.”She texts back, her hand slipping down her stomach and between her legs. “Does that make me a bad person for wanting that?”
Vi’s chest starts heaving up and down, she’s panting from the arousal Caitlyn is causing her. As she takes deep breaths in, she comes to the painful realization that the scent of Caitlyn’s heat is still on her clothes.
The scent causes Vi’s eyes to roll to the back of her head. Her cock starts throbbing with primal need and desire.
She picks her phone back up and responds to Caitlyn “God no…fuck…I want you so bad” she types out
There's something about knowing how badly Vi needs her that makes Caitlyn even more aroused. She's never been so turned on just from texting someone, but knowing that Vi is desperate for her makes her ache.
“Me too. God, I want you so badly.” She types back, her hips slowly lifting up to grind into her own touch. “I can't stop thinking about your lips, I can't stop feeling your tongue in my mouth. I can't stop imagining your hands on my body.”
As Vi reads the message over and over while palming her length, a knock on her door breaks her concentration. “Who is it?” She practically yells in annoyance. No one responds.
She continues her ministrations on herself but they knock again “for fuck sake who keeps knocking” she spits out.
Angry and annoyed she gets up, adjusting herself to be sure her arousal isn’t visible. Vi angrily swings the door open and is caught by surprise with who is on the other side of the door…