Vi felt strange. Well, stranger than usual; it was never exactly normal going into work when you were in love with your partner, but this was different. Lately she'd been feeling really pent up, getting hard at the most inopportune times. Yesterday she'd pretended to fall asleep during a briefing to hide the bulge in her pants.

She thought she knew what had brought this on, but she really didn't want to think about it. In their ongoing battle with Jinx, sometimes the slender she-devil got the upper hand, and she'd never passed up the opportunity to gloat. This last time had been different, however…

Jinx had kissed her.

Given, it was after sinking a stun gun bolt into her belly, so it didn't really count… did it? Still, things kept going through her mind- the softness of her lips, the warmth of her body. The taste of her.

"Vi," came the familiar, insistent voice over the radio, and Vi jerked back to reality, lifting a massive gauntlet to her shoulder and clicking her end of the hextech device.

"I'm here."

"What's with you today? I need you 100% on this."

"Right, sorry." Vi stretched, shaking her head under her brain hurt, then re-focused on the task at hand. Criminal mastermind though she may be, Jinx had the same needs they did; food and ammo, namely. She usually hopped between robbing shipping depots or trading some of the money she also acquired by robbing with her contacts in Zaun. This time, she'd been pilfering from a stockyard; they'd caught on early and finally had a chance to lay a trap.

Vi was on the ground, being the one without the keen eyesight and high-powered rifle. She stealthily moved around the maze of crates, her head on a swivel. Yet, the longer she walked, the more her head clouded. Her pants became tight, and she bit her lower lip as she stopped, pulling into a small recess created by the crates. She pressed her back against the cool metal, finally letting out a soft, frustrated groan. Just a quick fap, five minutes at most and she'd be back on the hunt with a clear head.

Her hands released from the gauntlets with a soft hiss, setting them fist-down on the ground. She unzipped her pants, letting her length spring out. She was harder than she remembered being in her life. She reached into a back pocket, pulling out the picture of Jinx included with her file; a full-body shot from one of the times they'd taken her in. Her fingers wrapped around her length and she shuddered, biting her lower lip and starting to stroke.

She'd taken out the picture on a whim, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. She kept imagining that pale skin, those soft lips; began to fantasize about things she shouldn't. Her heart pounded, her core tight with some strange feeling that made her feel hot and shaky. Her hand wouldn't, couldn't stop as pleasure coursed through her, ebbing higher and higher, her length filling with warmth until her eyes fluttered shut, her back arching as she erupted, hot ropes of her cum flying out in long strands. It was the hardest she could remember cumming, and she barely kept on her feet through the intense pleasure.

She hurriedly tucked her now-sated length back in her pants, the shame beginning to set in as the pleasure ebbed away. She glanced at her mess; she didn't have time to clean it up, and it could never be traced back to her. She shrugged, sliding her hands back into her gauntlets and slipping away. "

A blue head peeked around the corner behind her, a thin body sliding out after it, pigtails bouncing as she skipped over to the mess, sliding a finger through it and taking a deep whiff of the scent~. She smirked and slipped away herself; the plan with Vi was going even better than she'd planned.

Vi's lust had been swept away and she managed to repress the growing guilt over it and finish the operation. Jinx never showed, so Caitlyn called it in the early evening and left behind a few deputies to continue the stakeout, just in case. Caitlyn was watching her, sharp blue eyes gleaming in the growing darkness. Vi was avoiding her gaze.

"Something's wrong," the sheriff's soft voice said, and she left it at that, letting her shoulder press up against Vi's. That made the enforcer feel another wave of guilt.

Finally Vi trooped up the stairs to her small apartment, releasing a gauntlet long enough to fish her keys out of her pocket and unlock her door. She stepped into the dark living room, flipped on the lights and froze.

Laying on her couch, head propped up on a hand like she was posing for a shot, was a completely naked Jinx. The tats did go all the way around; her skin an unnatural, almost glowing pale white, her eyes a vibrant pink, her hair bright blue. Vi wanted to launch into action, to go on the attack, but she found herself paralyzed by those eyes. Her pants felt tight all of a sudden.

"Close the door." Vi did, slowly, she reached behind her and pulled it shut. Then she launched forwards, sweeping the still-gauntleted right hand, grabbing Jinx by the pigtails and hefting her up, holding her dangling from the floor, her other hand balled unconsciously into a fist. She was breathing hard, eyes wide. Jinx winced from being dangled by her hair, hands scrabbling at her braids.

"H-hey, fat hands! I thought you'd be happy to see me!" Vi found herself growling her response.

"Why on earth would I be happy to see YOU?" The little she-devil smirked.

"You seemed pretty happy with that picture of me earlier~"

Vi sucked in a sharp breath, pushing Jinx against the wall, her face an unreadable stone mask. Jinx smirked, licking her lips seductively.

"Don't you want some more, fat hands~? The little guy in your pants is being way more honest~."

Vi's eyes flicked down to her bulge and back. She let out a snarl, her free hand yanking her zipper down. She was throbbing and ready, so ready. Her rationale retreated in a sudden wave of overwhelming lust. She released her gauntlet, switching hands so she was holding Jinx against the wall by the throat. Her other spread the little slut's legs, pressing her tip up against soaked folds.

"You god-damned little whore." Vi's voice came out rough, somewhere between a growl and a snarl, and her grip on her throat tightened as she slammed her hips forward, noticeably bulging Jinx's belly with her size and sinking into hot, tight heaven. Jinx's tongue flopped out of her mouth along with a choked groan, her eyes crossing. She was so wet it dribbled down around Vi's cock, trailing down her thighs. Her exposed body visibly shuddered, her back arching, but being held completely off the ground made Jinx completely helpless.

Vi's hips drew back and slammed forward, her balls clapping against Jinx's ass, making the girl let out another half-choked wheeze of pleasure. She launched into a furious fuck, slamming into her again and again, head leaning back, eyes losing focus as she felt the most pleasure she ever had in her life, fucking the drooling, moaning Jinx, the girl's insides clenching around her dick. She let out a whimper as her hips surged on their own, slamming hard and fast once, twice, three times more, bottoming out and exploding inside her, pumping her insides full of hot seed.

She held Jinx against the wall, feeling the tiny girl orgasm around her, cumming hard and letting out one last choked moan before passing out. Vi let go, letting Jinx slide down the wall, her dick pulling out with a messy schlick, cum oozing from her gaping folds.

Vi found her way to the couch and collapsed onto it, patting at her coat until she found a cigarette and lighter.

Jinx woke up, still shaking and unbelievably tender, with her wrists shackled to Vi's bed's headboard. She pulled at her chains, rattling them, and blinked confusedly. She managed to pull herself up enough to see Vi, sitting next to her, a lit cigarette dangling from her lips, smoke occasionally puffing out in a long cloud. Her face was stony again.

"What's your play here?" She said, suddenly breaking the silence, waving the cigarette around in the air for emphasis. "Why this, why now?"

Jinx smiled innocently, attempting to sit up. Finding the binds too awkward, she tried to speak and coughed once. Her throat was ringed by angry red marks; Vi had gotten a little carried away, no matter how much it made the little hellion moan. Finally, she did manage to speak, her voice a little hoarse.

"C'mon, fat hands. You and I both needed this."

"This is the last thing I needed," Vi said, her voice a little bitter. Jinx cocked her head, looking at her dubiously. She let out a deep lungful of smoke, then sighed. "Okay, fine. A little bit."

"Hat lady can't detect her way out of a paper bag when it comes to you and I'm tired of running. I wanna crash here until you two finally fall in love or whatever. Blech." She made a grossed out face, sticking out her tongue. Vi gave her a stormy glare, crossing her eyes and working her cigarette in silence.

A veritable storm passed through Vi's mind before she groaned, leaning her head back. She wrapped a hand around the back of Jinx's head, pushing her face first into her dick. "Put that mouth to better use," she growled.

Her life had just gotten a lot more complicated.