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What about Sevika going into sub space 👁️👁️

Soothe

Contains smut, bondage, fingering, vibrator, anal beads,

Just an idea, want part 2? Drop in reqs

Today was your birthday so, for your birthday present you had Sevika tied down to the bed in red ribbons, of course they weren't so strong and Sevika could rip out of them if she wanted to but she didn't. And right then, she was way too drunk to even resist.

"Been teasin' me for so long…” Sevika whispered before a throaty moan elicited from her, dark lips forming an ‘O’.

“Patience, baby.” You said, voice low as you squeezed the flesh of her thigh, giving it a harsh slap right after making her whimper lowly.

She was so vulnerable under you now and you couldn't help adoring the muscular woman.

The vibrator taped down to her clit buzzed faintly against her sensitive nerves making her let out a soft whine, something so far apart from her usual tough exterior.

“Please, I can't, I really can't,” Sevika said in a high pitched tone making you chuckle softly. “You want what, baby?” You teased her.

“Fingers…” Sevika mumbled incoherently.

“Yeah? I can't hear you.” You laughed before crawling between her legs.

“Fingers, please, your fingers.” Sevika said, grinding her hips up, trying to get you to touch her.

“You're so cute like this.” You smiled, fingers tracing her pussy lips, smearing her arousal all over her genitalia before you delved two slender fingers inside her hole, scissoring in her tight hole.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” Sevika cried out as she trembled in pleasure, stumbling over her own words as she continued mumbling incoherent words.

Sevika's asshole clenched around the anal beads that were lodged in her rectum, every time she clenched she could feel the burning stretch in her tight passage.

“You want more?” You teased as you added a third finger, curling them. Sevika gasped, the most girlish sound ever leaving her throat in the form of a loud moan of your name.

“So mean to me.” Sevika mumbled, pussy tightening around your fingers as you thrusted them in and out of her slick hole, lewd wet sounds feeling the room.

“Such a dirty pussy, isn't it? Hear all the sounds it's making? Such a dirty little whore.”

Sevika closed her eyes tightly as your fingers got faster, the vibrations against the love button was making it harder for her to hold back and then without warning she came around your fingers.

“Mmm…” she hummed weakly after she did, hips falling back down to the mattress with a defeated thud.

“What do you want, hm?” you teased again making her whine loud and clear for the neighbours to hear.

“You.” She rasped out but you decided to play coy.

“Me? What do you want me to do to you?” You slapped her pussy, “Gotta be specific, baby.”

Sevika whimpered at the slap, “Fingers in my butt.” It was the way she said it that made her sound like a virgin woman, an innocent soul who probably never even heard of the word ‘Brothel’.

Now, that she specified what she wanted, who were you to deprive her of her needs?

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I LOVE UR WRITING SHDJDKSJDJD. What about reader walking in on Sevika masturbating and then helping her out??? 👁️👁️

Caught In The Sheets

Thank you soooo muchhh, sometimes I question whether I put enough effort into my fics but reading these words of praise are just enoughhh

Contains smut, panty sniffing, masterbating, fingering, mention of Sevika's happy trail, pussy description (Sevika), oral

"Honey, I'm home," Sevika called out as she closed the door behind herself, she looked like hell. She was too tired to even support the weight of her prosthetic at this point.

With another very heavy sigh, she opened the bedroom and didn't see you there. She walked around and found a note on the table.

The note said "I'll be off to the market grocery shopping by the time you come back, can you do me a favour and put the clothes in the laundry? I love you~"

Sevika rolled her eyes, a small smirk playing on her dark lips as she read the note. Of course you had asked her to do the laundry. It was the one chore you couldn't do without her help.

Sevika didn't mind, she found it endearing how you managed to take care of everything around the house but when it came to something as simple as laundry, you were absolutely baffled.

Sevika thought of your face when she first taught you to do it and it went all over your head just like when she tried to teach you cards, Sevika dragged the laundry basket to the washing machine and opened it up, reaching for the first article of clothing.

Her fingers hook around your panties... From yesterday night and the residue over it, the wet arousal etched onto the crotch of the cotton fabric.

"Jeez," Sevika mumbled under her breath, and she looked around the room despite knowing she was in there alone before slowly bringing the cloth closer to her face and taking a small whiff.

She could've moaned. She could've. But she didn't. She restrained herself.

Sevika's breath caught in her throat as she silently made her way to the bedroom, she felt so filthy, so humiliated. Her usual dominant pride hurt as she walked in the shared bedroom, she questioned why just the smell of your vaginal discharge was enough to get her going, enough to make her want to touch herself inappropriately.

Sevika laid down slowly after undressing herself almost hastily, she pressed the crotch of your panties to her face again, taking in a deep breath and smelling your arousal which was a little wet still but she didn't care.

She just needed to feel like you were there with her, that's all she needed really. Sevika let out a soft breath and her hands slowly wet down past her happy trail and to her pussy. She had been neglecting her pleasure for so long, solely focused on making you feel good.

Rough pads of her finger toyed with her own clit eliciting a small moan from her, hips buckling a little.

"Since when have I become so sensitive?" She thought to herself as she pressed her clit using a single finger, "Oh my gosh," she whispered as she closed her eyes, holding the panties in a tight grip with her mechanical arm.

Sevika's fingers traced down her pussy lips, and rubbed her slit teasingly as she tried to picture you being there with her, "Oh fuck, fuck, you're such a damn tease," she whispered biting down on her bottom lip.

As she got close to cumming on her own fingers, she felt her wrist being yanked away from her heat.

Sevika, whining a little (almost), looked up and seeing you standing there with your hair in a messy bun, grocery bags in another hand and a motherly stern expression on your face. Her cheeks flushed red like never before.

"So this is what you do when I'm gone for a few hours?" You tutted, dropping the bags to cross your arms.

"No, I don't..." Sevika begun but then trailed off, a little bit of guilt creeping in her tone told you a different story.

"Sniffing my panties and touching yourself? Are you serious?" You asked though there was no heat in your voice.

"I don't usually... Do this," Sevika said completing the lie with almost comical difficulty.

"Lay back," you ordered and surprisingly Sevika obliged, laying back down and grumbling something inaudible.

Sevika laid down on the bed with her back flat, legs spreading a little to expose her wet pussy.

"What a good girl, hm?" You crawled in between her legs, "Keep on sniffing, c'mon." You urged and Sevika flushed redder but didn't protest, bringing your panties to her nose again to take a long whiff of your arousal.

Her head felt a little dizzy and mushy this time as your breath hit her clit, her eyes snapped open and wide when she felt your start sucking and slurping on her pussy, all sorts of wet lewd sounds coming from you.

Sevika gasped feeling your fingers playing with her swollen clit, you always found it attractive how big her clit was only making her more sensitive.

Sevika's flesh hand grabbed your head but you swatted it away, earning another small whine from her. Sevika, desperate, took another whiff of the pair of panties now entangled between her metal fingers. She cried in a high pitched tone as you grabbed her hips and bit down on her clit momentarily before resuming to delve your tongue in her hole.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck!" She screamed more profanities, cumming on your tongue as her legs started trembling a little. Her big muscular thighs also trembling from the wrecking orgasm.

"I hate you." She grumbled when you pulled back.

"Oh, you totally sniff the person you hate's underwear when they're gone, don't you?" You smirked as you picked the grocery bags up from the floor.

"... You'll never let go of this will you...?" Sevika looked away, face flushing more.

"Nah, it's too good."

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Sevika x Butch reader please 🥺 I dunno how to draw flowers, but thank you for your service 😌

The flowers are amazing and I love them.

♡♥︎Sevika x Butch Lesbian Reader Headcanons♥︎♡

♥︎ Sevika’s always been attracted to strength and power in people, and there’s something about your quiet confidence and masculine energy that draws her in. You’re strong in your own way, and it resonates with her. She loves how you own your identity with such ease, especially when you don’t need to explain it to anyone.

♥︎ She doesn’t often show it, but Sevika feels a deep respect for you. Her sharp, often intimidating exterior softens when she’s around you. There’s something about your presence that makes her feel like she can truly relax, that she’s safe in a way she doesn’t usually let herself feel.

♥︎ Sevika loves the way you dress. You have a style all your own—loose shirts, suspenders, boots, and the kind of swagger that tells the world you’re not here to play games. She can’t help but appreciate the way you move through life, unapologetic and full of quiet pride. The way you carry yourself reminds her of her own power.

♥︎ There’s something about the way you talk that gets to Sevika. You’re blunt, direct, and have this no-nonsense attitude that matches her own. When you speak, it’s like you command attention without having to try, and she loves that about you. You don’t need anyone’s approval, least of all hers, but she’s happy to give it.

♥︎ She finds your confidence sexy in a way that makes her heart beat a little faster. When you step into a room, it’s like the whole world pauses, and Sevika admires the way you hold your ground. She doesn’t need you to be delicate or soft, and she loves that you’re just as fierce as she is.

♥︎ Sevika likes the moments when you two get lost in each other’s space. She’s not one for a lot of fluff, but the way you lean into her during those quiet moments, resting your head on her shoulder or pressing your chest to hers, tells her everything she needs to know. You don’t need words to feel connected.

♥︎ Sevika loves how you never back down. If someone challenges you, you meet them head-on with a challenge of your own. She respects that about you. In a world where many people try to soften who they are, you never do, and it makes her proud to stand by your side.

♥︎ When you two are alone, Sevika’s guard comes down completely. You don’t need her to be anything other than herself, and that makes her want to be even more protective of you. She’ll quietly wrap you in her arms, the toughness of her demeanor giving way to something more tender when you’re not looking.

♥︎ She loves when you call her out on her tough exterior. You have no problem reminding her that there’s a difference between being tough and being closed off. You’re one of the few people who can challenge her like that, and she appreciates how you hold her accountable without backing down.

♥︎ Your gender expression is something Sevika admires deeply. She knows how important it is to express yourself authentically, and she loves the way you’ve carved out a space for yourself in a world that often doesn’t make room for people like you. You’re unapologetically you, and that makes her fall harder for you.

♥︎ There are moments when Sevika catches herself watching you, just marveling at how well you navigate the world as a butch. The way you exude confidence, strength, and independence makes her want to protect that side of you, even though you don’t need protecting. Still, she’ll always have your back

♥︎ She can’t help but find your masculinity incredibly attractive, both in the way you dress and in your mannerisms. The way you walk with your shoulders back and your head high, the strength in your voice when you speak—everything about you oozes power, and it pulls her in deeper than she cares to admit.

♥︎ Sevika is proud to be with you, though she doesn’t wear it on her sleeve. There’s a certain possessiveness she feels toward you, but it’s not about control—it’s about pride in the woman you are and the life you’ve built for yourself. With you, she can finally allow herself to feel equal, not superior or inferior, just a pair of strong individuals who are unstoppable together.

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Rock, paper, scissors 🦾

Butch Top!Sevika x Butch Top!Reader

🚫Men and Minors DNI🚫

You both have zero experience bottoming. Your first time with Sevika, you were both competitive as fuck, fighting for dominance.

Your first time making out with her, the kiss was rough, and agressive. You were playing tongue wars with her, but none of you were folding. You guys flip over so many times, because you both tried to pin eachother down.

After awhile of that little game, you both finally call it a tie, and you suggest playing rock, paper, scissors with her, who ever wins is the top for the night.

You both land on scissors.

You pull her into another sloppy kiss, and your first time with your girlfriend consists of scissoring the whole night.

You both went on till the sun was up. None of you wanted to tap out, but when your realized you guys had work in 2 hours, you both shook on it, and cuddled eachother to sleep.

"This isn't over" She whispers in your ear, while spooning you from behind.

"You bet your pussy it ain't."

(Sevika's face while you scissor with her😩😍)

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ALR sooo idk if u only write x readers but on ur Arcane pussy headcanons you mentioned how Mel straps Sevika. Would you ever write a fic for thaaaat? 👁️👁️

MelVika fic (quite sure it's my first one YAYA these will be under #justhereformelvika if i do more)

Pervert Sevika, top mel, bottom Sevi, slight sub sevika and slight dom mel but honestly it's kinda vanilla, hexstrap usage 😚

Sevika looked at Mel through heavy lidded eyes, unable to focus on a word the woman said. She was distracted entirely, her eyes tracing the new red makeup that adorned Mel's lashline, wondering, if Sevika was gentle enough, if she could kiss along that line.

Innocent, soft thoughts quickly turned darker and raunchier, Sevika cursing herself for being so perverted. She clamped her hand over her mouth for fear of moaning, or, at least, smiling like an idiot as she imagined Mel with a strap. Sevika imagined a gold harness complimenting Mel's heavy hips, a blue strap slung between her legs. She tried not to think about how Mel's strap would feel stretching her pussy, but she just couldn't help it. She grunted as she swore she could feel her tip inside her, making the councillors look up.

Mel leant over the table, her cleavage on full display as she scanned Sevika's face. Sweaty, red, a caught look about her. "Representative for Zaun, seat for the House of Kiramman, Councillor Sevika. Do you have something to raise?" Mel's voice was honey, the sweetness intoxicating Sevika like mead. The Zaunite shook her head and looked down at her notes, making Mel chuckle.

She trapsed around the table, grabbing Sevika's broad shoulders and peering at her notebook. "There's nothing here but doodles." Mel picks up Sevika's chin and she can't help the whimper than passes her lips. The other councillors begin to look uneasy, catching eachother's eyes in fleeting glances as Mel continues her new game.

"Session dismissed." She says plainly, turning Sevika's head to the side as if she was a beautiful trinket, eyes scanning the scars that peppered Sevika's face. Sunlight spilled onto the strong table, dust appearing to be glimmering like glitter in a beam from the window. "Now now, councillor." Mel sits atop the table and manspreads, Sevika suddenly all too aware of the blue glow between her legs.

"My Lord, is the esteemed Miss Medara really packing?" Sevika murmurs, more to herself than Mel. She lifts Mel's soft white skirts apprehensively, groaning when she sees the thick blue strap protruding from between her legs. "Fuck, I..." Sevika trails off, watching how the toy twitches and pulses, as though it's alive.

"What do you want, sweet Sevi?" Mel purrs, tucking Sevika's choppy hair behind her ears. When Sevika doesn't answer, cheeks too hot to think, Mel takes the back of her head and guides her black-smeared lips to the tip of her strap. Sevika moans as she takes Mel in her mouth, hands gripping her gold-patterned hips with a desperation. Mel moans too, taking Sevika by surprise, until she realises that this must be the uppity version of the shimmer straps they have in Zaun.

"I can feel it, mmph, so pretty for me Sevi.." Mel groans, confirming Sevika's wonderings. The admission seems to light a roaring fire inside the butch, her throat immediately closing in on Mel right down the the base of the toy, lifting her head and flicking her tongue against the tip while pumping rhythmically at her.

"Shit, shit, Sevi-" Mel gasps, Sevika groaning and fiddling with her belt buckle in one hand which she plays with Mel with the other. She releases Mel with a pop once she finally undoes the clasp, hurriedly removing her trousers and pulling her thong to the side. "Pretty panties," Mel teases, snapping the waistband and smiling when Sevika whines.

She straddles Mel, both women on the ornate council table, hovering her messy pussy over Mel's strap. She waits, needing some sort of command before she lets herself be filled like she craves. Mel realises quickly the control she has and smirks, running her hands under Sevi's shirt to trace her abs, hissing at how defined and solid they are. "Please, Mel-"

"Miss Medara."

"Please Miss Medara, I need you inside me so badly. Need you to stretch me, to stuff me up to- umph-"

Sevika's eyes well as Mel pushes her down by the hips, the tip breaching her entrance with a stretch that burns near-painfully. She gasps out when she takes inch after inch, her insides shaping to Mel's cock, her clit throbbing with need.

She sits atop Mel and grinds herself down, humming with glee at the sensation. She continues grinding her needy pussy on Mel's cock until a new feeling shocks her: it's vibrating.

Mel giggles when Sevika's legs shake. "Bounce for me?" Mel requests with a sinful sweetness, needing so badly to fill Sevika up with the hex-liquid that filled her dick. Sevika nods, face burning, unable to speak. She grips Mel's shoulders and starts to bounce on her cock, crying out at the sensation. It's so much, the vibrations, the length, the girth, the way Mel moans from feeling Sevika's pussy clench around her.

Sevika's cockdumb, barely registering when a gold-adorned thumb comes down to swipe at her engorged clit, brain whiting when Mel uses her pointer to pull at it like she's stroking a tiny dick. It's exactly how Sevika likes to get off, her clit's so big and sensitive and she loves the visual of Mel's wrist pumping back and forth.

She whines and bounces faster, her pussy quivering around Mel's length. "Shit... Sevi, g'na cum, mm, yeah... just like that..."

Mel's face is ruddied, sweat lacing her forehead, shaky gasps and grunts leaving her lips as she feels her cum threaten to release.

"C-cum inside-" Sevika stammers, her gruff voice breaking with want as she approaches her orgasm. Mel can't handle that desperate plea, groaning as she pumps Sevika full of her cum, whining when she sees the blue glow spilling out that messy pussy, lacing into Sevika's bush. Sevika cries out at the feeling of Mel filling her, the substance hot and thick as it fills her stomach. She cums instantly when she feels full, knowing that Mel owns her now, that the images she pictured in her head were nothing compared the real feeling.

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dare i say sub!sevika when she’s overstimulated by a vibrating wand that buzzes nonstop on her big achy clit while her hands are tied and she’s trying so hard to keep her eyes on you but it’s all too good to even focus with her brain going fuzzy as she squirts a mess :((

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I AM EATING THIS UPPPPPP JSJSKDJSJS I CANT WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER

to rebuild

y’all want some slow burn sevika and shoola?

summary: now a prominent leader of zaun and a representative for the community, sevika sits at the council, aided by a seasoned member.

1/?

heavy steps thudding, sevika makes her way toward the chair designated for her, onlookers’ sights heated at her appearance and inclusion in the rebuilt council. all sights except for one. settling into her seat with a responding piercing stare to the judgement, sevika’s right arm rests on the table, posture leaning slightly forward as she quietly takes in the others. 

sevika’s dark gray eyes flit to a more familiar figure and narrow in a mere analytic manner. she had stood beside this individual at the funeral, solemn introductions made after the event had dwindled. the feel of the other’s golden claws are still felt on her palm, their handshake having been firm, a lingering motion made by both parties as a silent understanding spoke through the touch. 

facing her new counterparts, shoola returns their pointed looks, a look of distaste blanketing her expression. after all that was done–joint efforts made to bring down the forces that threatened both zaun and piltover–individuals can still find it in themselves to look down on zaunites. if she had the power, she would deny the addition of such people, prompting a seat on the council if a bias is dismissed and a leveled mindset could be put forth. 

because that is what is needed. yet here they all sit, ready to continue a vile cycle that has done nothing but further divide a once united society. 

amid the first meeting of the renewed council, as expected, sevika’s words are cut into, demands scoffed at while attitude-filled responses are shot back. fist clenched, sevika’s brown skin heats, frustration building as she sees the obvious barricade made for her requests. her jaw clenches, teeth grinding against each other as she prepares to speak again. 

“if i may?” comes shoola’s silvery voice, her two-toned eyes looking at sevika. 

sevika remains tense, meeting shoola’s gaze, the stare a stark difference from the others of the council. a slight nod of her head is given. 

shoola brings her attention to the rest of the councilors sitting at the table, the adornments on her fingers glinting in the soft rays of sun pouring through the windows. “i don’t think willful ignorance is the right path to take following an event birthed from such an aspect.”

undeterred by the collective reactions to the accusation, shoola maintains an even look on her face. her voice raises in volume as she continues, “removing the factories that border the fissures should not be an abstract idea that brings all of you to disrespect a fellow member of the council; you are not here to fight against sevika’s wishes or ignore them, you are here to listen, learn, and aid the individuals, the families, the lives of zaun.” 

“councilor shoola, with all due respect, the removal of the factories would pose a massive loss for those who depend on jobs for their families and their lives,” is a response. 

shoola is reminded of her own words that reflected the response just given, but ultimately, people cannot be sacrificed to support another–there is a way to support both, there has to be. 

“with such an obstacle, being named the “city of progress” should be an embarrassment if we cannot even move forward to ensure our counterparts are safe and healthy,” shoola places her words with a firm force, holding eye contact with each individual sitting at the table. she looks at sevika lastly, face softening as she does. “do you have anything else to bring forward, councilor sevika?”

sevika points her words to shoola only, purposely ignoring the others, “all good for now. how fast can we get the supplies to start repairs?”

“as soon as they are needed,” shoola responds. 

examining her fellow councilor for a moment, sevika holds a smidge of approval for the other, yet keeps a controlled expression. she relaxes slightly in her chair, right index finger tapping with an aura of impatience as she has to sit through the rest of the meeting, listening to the topics with half a mind. when there is input from shoola, sevika looks her way, taking in her mannerisms that flow with grace, the sound of her claw adornments tapping the table as she makes a point settling into her mind. when any other councilor speaks, sevika lets out a tired exhale.  

 a sharp breath is taken as she settles back into reality once realizing ending statements are made and the impending end to the meeting is to come. 

sevika is the first to stand, chair legs groaning against the floor as the back of her legs push it away. concern bubbles inside of her thinking about isha and jinx still in recovery even though she is sure vi hasn’t left either of their sides. fuck, she thinks, get me anywhere but here. she can’t stand the demeanor the council holds, can’t fucking stand it. but she would endure worse if it meant aiding zaun and rebuilding it. heels hurriedly click behind her but her mind is focused on the young ones back home. 

hints of that familiar amber aroma makes sevika side-eye her right side, a gold claw coming into view. 

“have you taken a look at your office?” shoola questions, falling in step with sevika. 

fully turning her head, sevika quirks her brow, eyes following the shape of shoola’s face plate before darting to her lips then settling on her gaze. “i haven’t.” 

the mechanism of the door lightly chitters as the grand structure begins to open, letting the two individuals pass through. shoola guides the direction to the right, the long corridor holding various rooms in a simple pattern. it is quiet between the two as they walk together, having yet to move past a formidable barrier established simply from places of origin. sevika holds a deep-seated hatred for piltover, their forces onto zaun too embedded in her memory; for shoola, no bold sentiments can be made for the sibling society.  

“what sits at the council,” shoola starts, “have only a quarter of the minds of who filled the seats before.” 

“must have been small minds,” sevika slyly retorts, casting a glance toward shoola. “that what usually happened if anyone tried to get to zaun? a bunch of irrelevant responses and excuses?”

shoola accepts the shots taken. “usually, yes. and motions could have been fought against harder.” she focuses the guilt on herself. 

sevika huffs, shaking her head, movement in her jaw evident. “so what? takes a war to change your mind?”

“not a war–weakened hands and figures. mel would’ve stood along my thoughts. it is the majority that would’ve opposed.” shoola slows, reaching out to halt sevika’s agitation-fueled march, finger jewelry skimming the exposed skin on her bicep. “though i do think actions would’ve served better than to simply accept battered down propositions.” she opens the door to a clearly unused space, a sleight of hand bringing the key from her person to the slot. 

her trek slow and cautious into the room, sevika surveys the area. calculated steps lead her to the desk, a chair with a different structure from those in the main council room tucked under it. sevika brushes her fingertips along the desk, the mineral cool under her touch while she studies the shaped stone. shoola stays near the entrance, still clutching the key to the room; she is kept in sevika’s peripheral at all times.

“any supplies that you need, make it known and i’ll put it in place for you–”

“this part of a plan?” sevika’s voice is gruff, coated with suspicion. 

shoola’s head tilts as she narrows her eyes. “i’m sorry?”

sevika rounds the table and grips the back of the chair. “get one of the councilors to close in. do a couple of favors. then what?” her lips downturn, watching shoola walk closer, the sound of her heels echoing throughout the room. the darkened gray sights follow the motion of shoola’s hand setting down the key on the table then keeping it under her index and middle fingers as she slides it to the other side of the mineral desk. 

“then what?” shoola repeats, voice remaining gentle. “i have no reason to hold contempt for you. i am only your equal, prepared to aid you and zaun. if you want to do this alone, i can step aside; but the road here had enough obstacles, there shouldn’t be anymore.” she lifts her fingers off the key.

sevika looks at the key then back to shoola, ruminating on her words. she’d be lying to herself if she thought she didn’t have to have at least one ally for this line of work–a primary caretaker of zaun. vander had grayson. silco had marcus. though the power scales have altered a bit, it is still a significant factor in the relationship between the societies. 

seeing that sevika needs time to think, shoola backs up from the table and starts heading toward the door. her direction changes at the last moment, bringing her to one of the pneumatic tubes, her left index finger tapping the mechanism. “anything you need.” 

then sevika is alone in her office. 

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warnings: scissoring, some dirty talk, first time bottom sevika, strap (sevika receiving), minor boob stuff, not proof-read

you noticed it happen whenever she ground her pussy into yours, her clit would slowly stray from your own. her head tipped back and her mouth, with her breathless moans, dropped lower the lower she got your throbbing wet clit against herself.

it would've hurt with how hard she was grinding into you, her hands harsh against your hips as she pulled your movements into her own while she dragged her soaked lips over your clit with a throaty groan, moving her helpless hands to grip onto your thigh splayed over her own. it would have hurt was it not for her weeping hole sucking your clit in.

trembling and whining she came like that. humping your clit like a dog, her own staying untouched.

that was it, really. the way her hips angled against yours, how she changed the course of them. whenever you climbed on top of her to ride her stupid she leaned back further and grabbed onto your hips firmly, making damn sure she could feel the contours of your clit rubbing her opening, teasing her.

being the attentive lover you were you took notice of her behaviour. her growing disinterested in having her clit fumbled for. she still enjoying it of course. but feeling your tongue trail through her wetness, flat and firm down from her clit to her needy hole, your licking over her entrance while she clenched for it, then you pushing inside to taste her? it drove her crazy.

"i want to try something," you say one evening, straddling her where she laid in bed. you'd been making out for a while, her tanktop was pulled down below her chest, her flesh littered with darkening hickeys.

"mhm?" she replies lazily, just basking in your slow comforting attention.

you trailed your fingers down between her breasts, and leaned down to her ear, your lips brushing her skin.

"i want... to fuck you with your strap," you whisper into her ear. she tried schooling it, but her twitching hands and hitched breath was unmistakable.

"you want it.... dont you? hm...? want to feel me deep inside?"

"stop..." she whispers back breathlessly as your hand trails up to her jaw, turning her head to look into her eyes, noting her pinched eyebrows and needy eyes.

"tell me you want it..."

for a moment her eyes search yours, like shes worried. reassuringly your fingers soothe over her cheek.

"tell me you want it, sevika..." your lips brush against her scarred cheek, kissing her lightly.

sevika tensed beneath you, her teeth dug into her lip.

"...fuck.... fuck- i want it," she admits quietly, turning her head to brush her nose into your cheek.

pushing your luck a bit you leaned back to look down at her face, a small smile on your lips.

"want what?"

rolling her eyes she sighed gruffly while a small laugh bubbled from you.

"im just teasing." your lips find hers again, resuming your slow make-out with a sweet hum.

the previous tension built up with each move of your lips. sevika moved one of her legs up, slotting yours between her own with a relieved sigh into your mouth.

you slowly rolled your hips against hers. her soft moans encouraging you more than her hands guiding your movements.

your moved you lips back down to her neck while you pawed at her bare chest.

"...are you going to?"

"going to what?" you ask absentmindedly, distracted by her strong thigh between yours, brushing your wet lips against her scarred neck. sevika huffed your name, pushing at your shoulder.

stalling your hips you pull back to look at her dazed but pointed expression. she wouldnt admit it completely, but she did want you to fill her up and fuck her good.

you just nod dumbly, reading her every want in that one look.

she choked off a deep whine when you finally settled between her spread legs, slowly pushing the head of her own strap into her. her head pushed back into the pillow as she bared her throat, the deep ache she had been ignoring being tended to so fucking well with your final grind into her.

her hand stayed tightly fisting at the sheets, and her voice choked off with each trying push of your hips.

you took notice of her uncharacteristic silence and chuckled into her neck.

"you feel it in your throat?" you murmur as you slowly and deeply fuck into her. with nothing but an uneasy groan from her, a twitch of her hips, you reach below her neck to support her.

"talk to me... tell me how good it feels..." you urge her as you roll her hips, her strap, into her needy pussy. her body tensed under you and she gasped for a breath of air just to push it back out in a wanton groan, allowing her head to fall back further with your hand beneath her neck, squeezing.

"oh so good you cant even talk," you muse, panting softly with your own movements.

you understood now why sevika liked fucking you so much, why she enjoyed having you spread out for her like this. it felt fucking good, not just the pressure of the strap against yourself, but seeing sevika, big bad sevika, choking up on your dick felt good.

"ahh, yeah... poor pussy's just been crying for it, 's that why you keep trying to fuck yourself on my clit?"

honestly she had hoped you would be too fucked out to notice her newfound proclivity. she'd just been so needy lately, just wanted a good deep fill of you.

with some fumbling she got one of your hands onto her boobs again, trying to ground herself as her hips desperately rolled into yours, feeling the good stretch of her own strap splitting her open.

she finally caught up to her breath, moans being drawn out of her dark lips between her heaving gasps. she didnt bother trying to talk back, she was so wound up.

groping at her boobs you leaned further down, pushing your chest into hers, trapping your hand between you. very briefly her hand relented her tight grip on slowly soaking mattress to pull you closer, needing you close enough for your breaths to mix.

you swore you could feel her clenching around the silicone, just pulling you in again and again to repeat that deep slow grinding that had her eyes rolling back.

the harness pressed perfectly into her clit too from how close she had you wrapped up, she knew she wouldnt last as she felt her stomach tense up.

"give me more," she managed to force out, urging a few drawn out hard thrusts that hit perfectly inside her, rendering her boneless under the pleasure before she trembled through her orgasm, oddly quiet as her breath involuntary held itself, choking into an almost painful groan that scratched its way out of her.

she was left panting heavily, twitching, eyes closed and blissed out as you slowly came to a stop.

"you look happy," you mused, peppering kisses onto her face. a tired smile spread over her face as she reached up to stroke over your hair.

"who knew you had it in you," she muses right back, lazily opening her eyes to admire you.

"who knew you wanted it in you," you tease, dipping down for a proper kiss to cut off any grumbling bound to happen.

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Pussy is God

Sevika x Fem!Reader

summary: you eat out sevika idk what else yall expect from me atp

tags: oral (sevika receiving), reader is a MUNCH, bottom sevika ??, slight sub!sevika as well

A/N this is the first thing i've written in a hot minute so please be kind

You loved seeing Sevika like this, completely and totally lost in her own pleasure.

You can feel her strong thighs clench around your head as your tongue flicks just right over her clit. “Fuck babygirl keep doing that I’m so close.” your wife growls and her flesh hand tangles into your hair pulling you exactly where she wants you.

You moan into her pussy at the stinging pain of your head, the pain quickly turning into pleasure. You pull back slightly, replacing your tongue on her clit with your finger, your eyes widen as you watch Sevika clench around nothing.

A smug grin takes over your face as you look up at your wife to see her absolutely wrecked, her stormy gray eyes rolled to the back of her skull. Her short hair clinging to her face, drenched in sweat. 

"Tell me what you need beautiful." you purr causing your wife to groan in annoyance

"You know what I need doll don't make me say it." Sevika grumbles obviously not in the mood for your teasing.

"Use your words baby c'mon now." you tease, enjoying how you can see your wife mentally debate with herself on whether she wants to play along or not.

She eventually decides to swallow her pride and very lowly say, "Need your fingers angel please."

Your grin widens into something more feral before you reply, "See that's a good girl." and sealing your mouth back around her swollen nub before she has a chance to reply

You tease her entrance with the tip of your finger, spreading her slick around before slipping it in.

"Oh, fuck thank you baby shit." Sevika groans as her back arches even further off of the bed.

You moan into her in response, coarse dark hair digging into your nose

Once she's used to your finger you insert another one causing her to whine at the stretch.

You can tell she's close by how tightly shes squeezing your fingers, you pick up the pace watching as her abs tighten and her thighs start to shake.

Sevika lets out an embarrassingly high-pitched moan as she cums. You eagerly lap up her essence not wanting to miss a single drop.

You only stop once Sevika's hips start to jerk away from your mouth, small whines escaping her mouth.

You pull your mouth away and look up at your wife and wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. "Well, I'm stuffed thanks for the meal." you tell her with a shiteating grin on your face.

Sevika snorts at this before grumbling "Yeah yeah get up here you weirdo I want to hold you." you of course oblige and up to cuddle with your wife.

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Scissoring With Sevika

a/n: Guys i got possessed!! It’s the voices I swear! this is loosely based off of @justhereforsubsevika’s post so go check that out if u like mine :)!!

first time tribbing with sub/switch sevika??? you know what hell yeah!

Sevika prided herself in her poker face. It was an ability that came naturally, and the years of being Silco’s second in command had perfected this trait. It took a lot to break your stoic, brooding, girlfriend. That is until it didn’t.

Sevika had simply stopped moving above you. It was uncharacteristic of her to quiet so quickly. “Vika baby…” you trail off as you shift your hips to look at her. You always craved to feel her closer.

 Sevika’s warm muscular body against yours never failed to make you needy. She could hardly believe it herself when you suggested scissoring in place of her fucking you stupid with a strap. Sevika hated to admit when she was wrong, But it felt good. Better even. So good in fact that you both froze when a soft mewl fell from her parted lips.

“Shut up.” Sevika immediately rasped out as your intrigued yet teasing giggle filled your dimly lit bedroom.

“Didn’t know you could sound like that Sevika.” The atmosphere in the room has reached a drunken, hazy, stupor and your eyes darken as Sevika tucks her lower lip between her teeth, her thighs shuddering atop yours. “Don’t—Stop that.” Sevika attempts to chide, but she cuts herself off with a breathy gasp as your clits kiss oh so gently. It has her pretty grey eyes rolling back, it’s a small touch, but she can feel everything. “F-fuck.” Sevika pants, dropping onto her elbows to cage around you.

It’s taking all your energy to stay as quiet as possible to hear the absolutely devastating noises that are leaving your girl. 

Something in you blooms as you watch Sevika’s usually sharpened, stoic facade crumble. Her cheeks dust rosy as your eyes roam her figure not knowing what or where to settle on. Sevika’s already pussy drunk—completely stupefied. That much you can tell. The way her eyebrows furrow, arching upward is merely one sign. A permanent shiver racks her body at even your slightest change or quirk of your body. A beat passes where both of you are still, clearly waiting for someone to make a move. And then it clicks. What Sevika wants you to do. and all of a sudden you find your hand at her throat pulling her into a deep kiss. “Yeah like th-that ohgod.” 

Sevika leans closer finally letting your hands guide her hips where you want them. And where you want them is bucking down onto you. You need her clit against yours. You need to feel the way her cunt just drips as you coo praises up at her. “So pretty like this, huh?” Your words are slurred from the pleasure each time she grinds down onto your now sloppy pussy. Sevika shakes her head fervently trying to keep some semblance of dominance. Trying and failing to pretend she was unbothered by your vulgar words and even sultrier actions, but it wouldn’t work. As you leave biting marks on her collarbone, the resulting noise that you drag out of her is so throughly debauched you moan back her name in response.

“I’m going to stop if you don’t speak up.” You tsk up at her. Your words are nothing but lies. You need to cum just as much as Sevika does, but you’re in love with the indignant, pained expression that falls over her features, her restraint finally snapping when you threaten her. “No—ah-baby please it feels so—so good oh god oh my god!” Sevika all but wails into your chest, as you meanly hum in mock thought, you’re sure that the throbbing in your cunt gives you away. When was the last time you were this wet?

“Hmm. Should I let you cum Vika? you’ve been so….” you cut yourself off by squeezing her neck ever so slightly, and in result Sevika’s mouth drops open, this time staying there as you continue to toy with her. “so ‘bratty’…” You giggle, as Sevika shakes her head again. “I’m-fuck-‘m not a brat.” Sevika hitches out indignant. Her deep raspy lilt long gone, in its place a broken whimper. “Please I’m—Please I’ve been good I wanna-“ She cuts herself off as her eyes roll back for the nth time of the night. The pleasure coils painfully in your tummy, the tightly wound knot ever so close to snapping. 

“Then cum for me Sevika.” you manage breathily as your clit rubs against hers oh so addictively that your hips buck up to meet Sevika’s erratic thrusts. 

“Oh God-hahh—”

Sevika falls into you, head burying into your shoulder as she all but creams on your overly sensitive pussy. 

“Just like—ah- that I got you.” You purr comfortingly, managing to hook your leg around her thigh holding her still. The silence envelops the two of you comfortably as you breathe in an overwhelmed yet satisfied breath. The quiet continues and you think that Sevika has simply fallen asleep on top of you as you lean back into the ruffled up pillows. 

“I…wouldn’t mind doing that again.” Sevika raspy low lilt is amusedly back—like it had never left, and you can’t help the smile that spreads across your face as you nod eagerly cuddling closer in her arms.

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Sub!sevi drabble

The second time she'd experimented with showing her subby side with you she expected the same sort of treatment, that you'd coo at her and let her cum while telling her how cute she is.

Sevika did not expect you to say no when she asked to cum, huffing and grunting when you took the vibrator off her when she was close. You touched the inside of her thighs and her body jolted. She refused to look at you because she knew she was pouting.

When she got close again she asked, "please, please can i cum?" You found it harder to say no to that cute face, little grunts coming from her mouth and heavy breaths puffing out her nose. But you said no nonetheless, turning the vibrator down to almost nothing.

This time she whined, her hand quickly coming up to her mouth to block her noises. "Aw, so cute Sevi baby!! Let me hear you, princess." You demanded, gently taking her hand away from her mouth. She was whining and moaning, a touch of panic in her eyes. She was shocked at herself and it was a little overwhelming to be this vulnerable.

"Hey, hey, Sevi its okay baby," you coo at her, running the back of your fingers along her cheek. She leans into them and kisses your fingers, shocking you when she starts sucking on one of them.

"Mmm, mmm gonna cum, mmm please, please," she chants, interjected by high pitched, croaky moans. You take the vibrator off again and she feels like she could cry. You wait to see what she thinks will earn her orgasm, and giggle when she takes 2 of your fingers back in her mouth and sucks them intently.

She looks down at you with puppy dog eyes, her cheeks hollowed, your fingers shiny. So you let your baby cum, pressing the vibrator hard onto her clit. You groan at the sight of her pussy leaking white cum underneath her. She takes your fingers so deep that she gags, and you pull them out because she's clearly a little too deep in her subspace. You tease her entrance with the vibrator a bit, making her squirm and push her hips down.

"T-too much," she whimpers after a small while. You remove the toy, not wanting to overwhelm. She hugs you close and lazily kisses your forehead while you draw comforting circles around her belly button.

Sub sevi 😞😞😞 sub sevi come home 😞😞😞

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OH MYYYY GOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDD STOP IT I LOVE THIS SO MUCH YOU GUYS

this might b the biggest self insert ever but please write a sevika x goth! reader fic or imagines- just anythinggg!

My wife won the poll in a landslide, so here ya go! (I'm also writing for the other two that won)

Sevika x Goth!Reader Imagine

The two of you met at a Goth bar that was hidden in the caverns beneath the Undercity. You were a bartender. Your paper-white makeup and heavy black eye shadow pulled her in. You smiled at her, asking her what she wanted, but she couldn't focus becaude was just hypnotized by you.

You two hit it off instantly. After a month of hanging around the bar and walking you home after your shift, she finally asked you out.

Sevika called your name, stopping you from opening you door. "Uh, so I was wondering..." You couldn't believe it. Was she finally asking you out after all this time?

"Would you, um, like to get something to eat sometime?" You tried so hard to contain you excitement, but you couldn't hide the smile forming on your lips.

"I'd love to!" You wanted to slap yourself for how giddy you sounded, but she was just as bad.

A dorky smile was plastered on her face as she nodded. "Great. How about tomorrow?"

You bit your lip to see if you were dreaming. "Tomorrow sounds good. Goodnight, Sevika."

Oh how she loved hearing you say her name. She almost tripped down the steps as she watched you walk into your apartment.

She waited for you outside of your apartment the next day, pacing the halls back and forth with anxiety. Her worries were silenced when you opened the door, her greeting died on her tounge when she saw you. You were in a more casual attire - well, casual for you. Instead of your usual high maintenance outfits, you wore a simple tank top and long black skirt. Your makeup was also more casual. You ditched the white foundation and opted for just the eye and lip makeup.

"Hey... how do I look?" You asked nervously. You rarely leave your house dressed so casually, but you wanted to see if she'd still like you without your usual theatrics.

"You look... um..." You thought she hated it, but really she just wanted to drag you back into your apartment and show you just how much she loved your outfit. "You look amazing" she finally said breathlessly.

The look of pure adoration in her eyes combined with her lovesick tone, you knew this date wasn't going to be the last...

♡ Sevika's love language is acts of service. So if there's any part of your morning routine that she can help with, she's there.

♡ She does your makeup for you (you were shocked at how good she was at it, but it's only because she's been watching you through your vanity mirror every morning)

♡ One time, you convinced her to let you do her makeup to match yours. Let's just say it didn't stay on for long.

♡ She loves the way you dress.

♡ Her knees get weak anytime you wear heels that make you as tall as her

♡ She loves how elegant you dress. Whether it's feminine or masculine, you never fail to dress like a goddess of the dead.

♡ Even at the beginning of your relationship, she would proudly parade around the Undercity with black lipstick across her neck and face. It was a hot topic between Silco's followers on who his second in command was with.

♡ When she's at the market and sees anything that screams Goth, she buys it for you without a second thought.

♡ She just loves spoiling you

♡ Do you like taxidermy and preserving dead animals? She gets you creatures you've never even seen before.

♡ Do you like painting or sculpture/pottery? She will build you an art studio with her bare hands.

♡ Or do you just like collecting scrap like a raccoon? She'll come home from work with her pockets full of every little thing she could find for you.

♡ She loves staying at your place because of the lack of sunlight. Between her work schedule and her drinking, the sun is constantly giving her headaches, so she appreciates the dark atmosphere of your room.

♡ Not many know this, but Sevika also loves classic literature. The two of you actually bonded over your shared love of classical horror.

♡ When it came to introducing you to those close to her, she was nervous you not liking them. She loved you, but she would hate to have to choose between you and the few peoole she's close with.

♡ Luckily, you loved them and they loved you just as much.

♡ You hit it off well with Jinx and Ran. Jinx loved your makeup and even had a little phase where she tried doing goth makeup with blue instead of black. And Ran just loved having someone to talk about music with.

♡ Silco, however, he didn't trust you. But it wasn't until he saw how you were with Jinx that he subtlely gave his approval.

♡ You wouldn't think that people would be scared of you in the Undercity; but there have been an odd number of times some unknowing woman tried flirting with Sevika, just to have you appear from the shadows and scaring the piss out of her. You don't even mean to most of the time, but Sevika loves it so you keep doing it.

♡ You two are the definition of a metal head/goth couple

♡ She loves going to concerts in her free time, and she was over the moon when you said yes to going with. During the concert, you did lose Sevika, but it turns out she was just in the mosh pit.

♡ In a fair trade, she also goes to goth concerts with you. The setting is a lot different, but she can't complain when she gets to watch you dance like that

♡ Speaking of which, she LOVES watching you dance.

♡ The way your body moves to the music like spirits dancing in a forest, it's all so mesmerizing to her. She could watch you dance for hours (and she has, it's one of her favorite hobbies)

♡ Back to Sevika in a mosh pit, she craves your touch afterward

♡ The first time you found her after the pit, you brought her to the bathroom to clean her up. She was so infatuated by you and your gentle hand, all she could do was kiss you because she couldnt find the words to describe what she was feeling in that moment.

♡ The more you go to concerts with her, the more you start to suspect she's letting herself get more hurt than usual, just so she can have you nurse her back to health. But you're not complaining, you love caring for your girlfriend.

♡ Sevika rarely let's her walls down around others. You've seen it first hand, the quick switch between your girlfriend Sevika, and second in command Sevika. It always reassures you that she truly cares for you.

♡ Another moment of weakness for Sevika was letting you fix her arm.

♡ She showed you how everything worked, and soon enough you became the only person to work on her arm.

♡ During the rebelling times, you became more involved with her and her work. Helping with mapping out plans, arranging and promoting meet-ups, and assisting with medical aid after Enforcer attacks.

♡ She didn't like having you so close to the line of fire, but she was so thankful to have someone so understanding in her life. And with the death of Silco and the mental absence of Jinx, it's what she needed.

♡ When Sevika joined the council, she, of course, took you to the first gala since the war. You asked if you should tone down your look (especially since you haven't seen a single other goth in Piltover. You were almost wondering if the culture was even a thing topside). But Sevika said no, she actually wanted you to go all out.

♡ Your makeup was more dramatic than ever, and she even bought you special contacts to wear. You looked like you just crawled from the grave, and she LOVED IT (and was slightly turned on)

♡ She didn't hide her arm either. She wore a suit that clung to her figure, with the sleeve gone for her arm. She also wore Zaun's colors with pride

♡ From then on, you two were known by topsiders as Councilwoman Sevika and her demonic-looking wife

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AAAAAHHHHH I LOVED WRITING THIS!!! As someone who is alt we need more alt!reader fics! I hope you all enjoyed this! And if you have anything you would like me to personally respond to, message me or put it in my ask box because as of right now, Tumblr won't let me respond to comments :)

[cewl-casper]

HELLLOOOOOOOOO DJSKSKEKDJJDJDSJJS ONGOMGOMGOMG

« ALL YOURS? OR ALL MINE? »

CONCEPT; YOU'RE THE REASON WHY SHE'S A REGULAR AT THE BROTHEL. SHE RENTS YOU FOR THE ENTIRE EVENING FOR SOME FORBIDDEN 'RELAXATION.' AND TO BE ABLE TO LET GO FOR JUST A NIGHT.

TOPICS/WARNINGS; bottom!sevika 🤤 (why does every1 think she's a rough dom 😞) . reader works at the brothel . f!reader . top!reader . cunnilingus . rope play . toys . overstimulation . use of 'ma'am'

surprise surprise everyone!! i'm back after joining like 20 new fandoms LMFAAOO. my idea of sevika is she's all about you, how much she wants to please and pleasure you, no matter if it's obeying you while on her knees, or pounding you into oblivion just because you asked her to.

AND HAPPY 1 YEAR TO MY ACC!! ❤️❤️ (it was yesterday)

♡ dedication: @cewl-casper

WORD COUNT; 1.9k (longest i've made i think omg 😭)

this takes place at around the beginning of act 2.

god-fucking-damn, why am i always cleaning up everyone's messes? sevika thought as she walked through the busy streets of the undercity, her steps leading her to the reformed bar—the last drop. there's only one person keeping her sane in this damned world, her. sevika pushed the doors open to be greeted with honorable glances, and some frowns, obviously unhappy with her arrival. after all, they're only united by the ideals of silco, that dickhead who's keeping her up on her feet. but sevika's loyalty betrays her own ambitions.

sevika sighs as she walks up the stairs to silco's main office, to report her once-again, successful efforts of eradicating his revenge-hungry challengers. sevika clears her throat as she made her way toward him, her cloak flowing behind her left arm. "i finished them off." she announced gruffly, her stature stiff and cautious as she looked down at silco.

"good," he hums, twirling the injector between his fingers, "there's nothing that enquires you as of now, have your... fun while you can." he speaks, his brows raising as he says 'fun.' "jinx, come on, help me will you?" he called out, holding up the injector before the blue-haired girl jumped down onto his desk, causing sevika to subtly flinch. sevika frowns as jinx has her play at silco, playing around with the injector.

she rolls her eyes with a scoff before turning on her heel to leave, the bustling atmosphere of the bar briefly deafening her as she makes her way back down. she mutters irritated insults as she makes her way out of the building, her mind quickly shifting, knowing full well where her body's leading her. she just wants a good time with her favorite girl at the brothel.

she steps into the brothel, ignoring and walking past all the taken booths, before getting caught by a laugh. an all-too-familiar laugh. she eyes you at the booth with another woman, causing a whirling jealousy to form in her stomach as her lip twitches. don't worry, you'll be all mine tonight. she smiled to herself before making her way to the reception. "oh, sevika! you haven't been here in a while," babette greets with a smile, "her again?" she asks with a chuckle as sevika sits at the chair in front of her, the muscular woman dropping a small sack of coins at the desk.

sevika makes an expression of agreement, quirking up her brows as she leans back, spreading her arms along the back of the couch, "she's tending to a customer right now, are you willing to wai-?" babette manages to say before another-bigger, heavier-bag of coins gets dropped in front of her. she looks up to be pierced by a threatening gaze, eliciting a nervous laugh from the lady. "o-okay, i'll tell her." she stammers out before hopping off the chair and wobbling over to your booth.

"hey, your regular—sevika's here." she peeked into the booth to see you with your hands resting on the other woman's neck, you turned to babette, your eyes widening under your mask before a mischievous smile creeps up onto your lips. "she's not gonna wait." the yordle adds, a face of concern painting her small frame. you slowly turn to the current lady you're above, "sorry, sweetheart... we could continue this another time."

the lady frowns, her eyes darkening, "wh-" you shush her with your pointer finger, "i don't think you'd wanna see what silco's right-hand woman's left hand has in store, do you?" you smile, tilting your head to the side as you get off of her, quickly, yet meticulously fixing yourself up, angling your mask and combing through your hair as the lady growls and hesitantly walks away. she freezes in her steps for a moment as she makes eye contact with sevika who was already waiting in the hallway, the lady scrunches her posture as she silently walks away.

sevika's eyes follow her with an intimidating expression before dismissing it and switching her attention to you, "did i interrupt?" she asks as babette walks away contented, heading back to the reception as sevika walks into your booth. "no, not at all." you murmured, your back facing her as you dusted off your laced clothes, "in fact, i was waiting for when you'd come again." you continued, finally turning to her.

her eyes widen as she bites her lip, taking in your frame, the translucent lace barely leaving anything to the imagination. sevika reaches for the blackout curtains, pulling it closed as she keeps her hungry eyes on you. "you somehow keep getting prettier." she shamelessly compliments, walking towards you.

"so do you." you counter seductively, stepping back to take a seat on the plush, velvet couch.

sevika instinctively moves, descending to get down on her knees in front of you as her breathing grew ragged. "i'm sorry for not being here..." she whispered as you crossed your legs, her fingers making their way onto your silky skin, hugging your legs almost desperately as she kept her eyes on yours, eager for some warmth. you light a cigarette, inhaling and exhaling the ashy smoke through your dark scarlet painted lips.

"what do you think you need to do?" you ask quietly, looking down at her through your mask as you nuzzle your foot against her groin, gently but with warning. she groans at the contact, making her grip on your leg tighter as she stares up at you, sparkles in her eyes.

“serve.” she mutters.

she tilts her head down, bringing her lips to your knees, placing soft, chaste kisses along the expanse of your skin. you smile, pushing harder against her clothed heat, making her groan and frown. though she knows she’s enjoying this. “i’m sorry.” she quietly uttered, her fingers ghosting and trailing over your skin. “may i?” she politely asked, her hands urging to separate your legs as they were firmly planted under your thighs.

you nodded, bringing the cigarette to your lips once more as you willingly opened your legs. she tucked her arms under your knees, pushing your legs over her shoulders as she peckered your inner thighs, “again, sorry for making you wait.” she whispered, her breath ghosting over your sensitive skin. “as long as you know how to redeem yourself, there’s no problem.” you grinned, bringing a hand down to gently stroke her hair.

she lets out a staggered breath at the warmth of your hand, her hips slightly bucking, you notice this, humming as you nudge your fingers against her ears. “so needy, even for just a little affection.” you chuckled, licking your lips, “but continue, i didn’t tell you to stop.” you spoke authoritatively, patting her cheek. “r-right , my bad, ma’am.” she huffs, moving her head closer to your heat.

sevika pants, licking her lips as your scent invaded her mind, a feeling she’s been craving for weeks. but no, she has to hold herself back, right? take it slow, just like you want. she can’t be greedy, though she isn’t completely opposed to being… punished. she hooks her fingers into the side of your red laced panties, pulling it to the side as her eyes close in on your wetness.

it’s all mine.

she thinks greedily, looking up at you for permission to continue. “go on.” you confirm, adjusting your hips for better access on her end. she lets out a content smile before leaning closer, licking across your folds, earning a breathy moan from you. she gently, slowly begins to suck at your clit, making your body shiver. she chuckles at your reactions, spurring her on as she works harder to bring you to the end.

she begins to push her tongue into your pussy, her nose nudging against your clit as your hips needily grinded against her face, feeling every ridge. “just like that, good girl…” you praised. your voice and words motivating her even more, they rumbled through her ears as your fingers reached for her hair, firmly guiding her head. she groaned against your sensitive cunt, sending shivers across your tender skin.

she’s close, i can tell. sevika told herself, her hands tracing across the familiar curves of your body as she reached for your tits, squeezing greedily at the generous flesh. she chuckled at their warmth and softness, her fingers rolling your buds until they hardened under her thumbs. “you’re getting greedy.” you murmured before roughly pulling her away, ridding your own body of pleasure.

“i didn’t give you permission to touch my boobs, did i?” you raised a brow, staring down at her expectedly. “o-oh, i’m sorry, ma’am, i thought that’s what you wanted…” sevika mutters under her breath. you huff, putting out your cigarette in the ashtray. “go sit on the chair over there.” you commanded, pointing over to the plush one seater beside the sofa you were on.

she looks up at you before obeying with no hesitation, she sits, her legs spread as you stand to your feet, reaching for the bundle of ropes that were sitting beside the ashtray. she sighs, chuckling as she places her arms firmly on the armrests and her feet close to the legs of the chair, knowing it’d be what you want.

“good girl.” you praised again, smiling as you reached down to bind her ankles, then her wrists. “now stay still for me, hmm?” you whisper as you begin to unbuckle her pants, earning you a breathy chuckle as she watches you turn her into your little plaything. you hum, taking the vibrator from the center table, waiting to be used.

sevika looks up at you expectantly, adjusting her hips impatiently as she watches you turn it on. a soft buzz began to echo across the small room, “don’t be too loud now and you’ll distract the other booths.” you chuckled, even though you know the others don’t mind. this is what the brothel is for after all.

“understood.” she rasps out.

you then press the vibrator up against her pussy, making her muscles tense under the ropes as she throws her head back onto the plush velvet headrest. you lean down to bring your lips to her jaw, ghosting over the skin as you kiss it gently, “that’s it. let’s see how much you can take.” you chuckle lowly, which sends shivers across her body.

she groans as you trail kisses down the side of her neck, her hips bucking up needily as the toy rests against her aching heat. “p-please… don’t keep me bound the entire night.” she begs gruffly, her voice strained as her wrists hold back from breaking the ropes. “it’s your fault for renting my services for the entire evening.” you giggled, nipping at her skin tenderly.

how many… how many hours has it been? well the night isn’t really long is it? “two hours… you’re doing well, ‘vika.” you chuckle, looking down at her exhausted state, the chair soaked as you now hold the toy against her dripping cunt. you’ve been toying with her for the past two hours, even you’ve lost count how much she came. she looks up at you with drowsy eyes, her body sensitive to the touch as she pants.

and it’s… eleven at night, “ma’am… please, let me pleasure you instead.” she huffs out as you pull the toy away, her skin covered in sheer sweat as her body shivers. “oh-ho, is that all you can take?” you tease, trailing your fingers along her neck, then her collarbones. “n-no… i just feel like you deserve to feel good too.” she makes up a flimsy excuse, she just wants her hands on you.

“sure you do,” you laugh out loud at her obvious lie, “let’s see…”

who knows how that night ended?

sorry for blueballing 😜 but once again, i'll leave this up to interpretation! sorry if this was bad 😞

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MINORS, AGELESS BLOGS AND MEN DNI

"can't do anything but take it, can you." you gripped her hair and pulled her head back.

"fuck i'm gonna cum."

"oh already?" you grinned and chuckled. "already gonna cum just from me fucking you and pulling your hair a little bit?"

i might try and finish this today but idk yet

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Well... Sevika is commanding my writer brain again, and I need to publish something that's hopefully better received than my Vander character study to build up my confidence again. I need the fuel to keep working on the other projects as I'm currently running low on dopamine. (NSFW under the cut; minors DNI!!!). Let me know if you want to be tagged if I publish the whole piece in the next couple of days.

The strap's hooked bulb flickers faintly as she rolls her hips forward, dragging the textured surface along her folds. The ridges shine slick with her arousal, coating the sigils as she grinds against the toy, slow and steady. The warmth her body radiates, the pressure against her flesh, the friction between strap and slick pussy charge its alchemical tech and translates the energy into vibrations jittering through her sensitive nerves. Her eyes flutter shut for just a heartbeat, lips parting in a soundless sigh, before she regains composure. Her gaze travels down, watching her own handiwork of grinding the hooked bulb between her folds.

The glow intensifies, blue and violet hues casting soft shadows on her inner thighs as she teases herself, her brows twitching ever so slightly with each pass. The damp, sticky sounds of the strap sliding along her cunt fill the room, vulgar and delicious. Your thighs clench involuntarily as you watch her, the ache between them a throbbing, insistent pulse. Every lazy roll of her hips makes your skin prickle, your mouth water, and your patience snap just a little more.

"That's right…" The murmur escapes your lips against your will, your voice low, hoarse, and hungry. And once unleashed, you can't rein your tongue back in. "Come on, show me how bad you want it. Take it. Shove it in."

Sevika doesn't bother to interrupt. Her finger toying with her clit moves faster; the grinding of the strap doesn't stop. "Giving orders now, aren't we?" Her breath sounds heavy and deep. She flaunts just how good the stimulation feels while she lets you wait on your knees—dripping, aching, and untouched. "If you want me to shut you up so badly, just say so."

You crawl closer. Your hands find her ankles, striding up the curves of her powerful calves, and settle on her thighs, thumbs pressing into her tight muscles as your fingertips curl and stretch across them. With a melodramatic sigh, you nestle your right cheek against her knee, breathing a few kisses against her skin, and bat your eyes up at her. "I just did." Another faint kiss, a spirited stroke of your tongue that makes her shiver. Her hips jerk slightly as the bulb’s vibrations build, the toy pulsing brighter in time with her shallow breaths. A low groan escapes her lips as she keeps dragging the strap along her folds, her thighs twitching beneath your hands and against your faces. "So, make me regret rushing you."

With a smug grin, she rolls her eyes and clicks her tongue. "Don't flatter yourself. You're not so irresistible that I would let you rush me."

Her fingers leave her clit to reach for your face. The brush of her thumb across your bottom lip asks you to open, and you comply, only to be met with her digit and ring finger pushing past your teeth and pressing down your tongue close to the muscle's root. The sudden intrusion makes you gasp and struggle against an involuntary cough. "There, happy? I shoved it in. Consider it a warm-up."

It takes you a moment to adjust, but once you have, you huff through your nose. The skin of her fingers feels rough, her calluses dragging against your tongue as she presses down, testing your limits. The fresh sourness of her juices coats your taste buds, making your head spin as you suck greedily, a muffled groan spilling past your lips.

I'm ready, your eyes tell her. Bring it on.

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I'll just say this much: strapless straps are underrepresented in erotica writing. I hope you appreciate my world-building around my homebrew Zaunite shimmer-fueled strap design...

exposition tags for the readers who appreciated the past brat-centered Sevika fic: @a-very-small-tomato , @bodydamage , @yaeil , @lilredbird101

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Guys I’m starving…please send bottom/ sub Sevika fics…I need fic recs…please…I actually need more…