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Just Stay…
Gf!Sevika x Black!Femme Reader minors and men do not interact or else i will kick your butt!
Synopsis: Sevika is hellbent on getting you to stay in bed with. She will do anything to try to make that happen.
CW: NSFW, tribbing, kissing, fingering and pussy rubbing.
As the morning sun started to rise through sheer curtains and kissed your skin, you lay there without a stir. Your body is sore, tired, and too preoccupied being acquainted with the satin sheets of Sevikas bed. Your bonnet was barely hanging in there, slipping slightly off the back of your head.
The bed shifted slightly and all you could feel was the side you were laying on sinking dipping with heavier weight. Sevika reached and pulled your bonnet up back to its rightful place. Her arm curled around your center and her mouth and nose pressed against the bare skin of your neck. A kiss ghosted the warmth of your skin softly.
“Stay…” her voice vibrated slightly against your skin, deep with the remainder of sleep that was in her body.
You stirred just barely and cracked open heavy lids. You felt another kiss move to your shoulder. “Mm- what time is it?” You knew you had to get back to your place, work didn’t stop for anyone. You really hadn’t even intended on staying the night. But, after a few drinks and a lovely cooked dinner by your dear girlfriend, the two of you ended up drunk in bed again. You were meaning to scold her for how much she let you drink, knowing you had work.
“Doesn’t matter.” Sevika reached for your hand that went to grab at your phone. “Just stay.” She said as she tucked your hand back under the covers. Her hand was free once again to pull you closer.
“I can’t stay, I have work today.” You said with what was supposed to be a stern voice but came out groggy and passive. “And you-“ you pointed your finger aimlessly in the direction behind you. “You knew that.”
“I did?” She feigned knowledge. “Call out..” Sevika began to trail soft kisses down the back of your neck, down the side, to the curve of your shoulder, and towards your arm. “Don’t make me beg.”
The sheets ruffled and you couldn’t help but let soft laugh escaped your body as Sevika moved you onto your back. Her body weighed you down, comfortably so, as she moved to lay on top of you. She was like a big teddy bear, a big muscular teddy bear. You rubbed her back gently and smiled as she clung to you like a needy cat.
“Sev, I can’t stay here all day.” She reminded her.
“You can.” You could feel her chuckle and move to kiss your neck again. “Don’t you have a hangover?”
“No, unlike you I actually drink water in between my shots…”
Sevika groaned and tucked her face back under your chin. “My baby is so responsible.” She closed her eyes and breathed you in. “You smell so good, please don’t leave. I need you to stay in these sheets forever.”
A warmth made itself apparent under your cheeks as you tried to stifle a smile. You wished she’d stay this way all the time, but the mornings were always her most vulnerable moments. You laid there quietly as she rubbed her arm against your side. Every now and then you’d go to reach for your phone and she’d swat at your hand gently.
“I’m starting to think you don’t appreciate my warmth, darling.” Sevika scoffed.
You rolled your eyes and sevika looked up at you.
“I love your warmth, but a woman has to work.”
Sevika continued her task of kissing you into staying with her all day. This time she started to suckle on the skin of your neck, nothing to make an actual mark but enough to make you moan softly every now and then. They were warm and precise. Your other hand that wasn’t stroking her arm had been locking in the gentle repetition of playing with Sevikas hair. It started to slip from the back of her hair to her shoulder. A soft sigh of relaxation left your full lips. Sevika gave a knowing chuckle as she continued to kiss lower. “Stay with me today…okay?”
You bit your bottom lip as the older one continued her burning kisses. The trail lead from between your bosom, down your tummy, towards the edge of your panties.
“Sev we can’t-“ you started but were soon cut off by the feeling of her teeth nipping at the skin of your tummy. “Hey!”
Sevika groaned and looked up at you from just under the covers. “I didn’t even bite that hard. You want it harder? Would that wake you up?” She threatened playfully before dipping back down.
You watched as she ducked under the covers. You could no longer see her but you could feel the wet warmth of her mouth as it pressed against your thin panties. You immediately shuddered and closed your legs. She took her arm and pried those pretty brown legs apart swiftly. “Fuck…you smell so good.” She nearly growled against the plush outline of your pussy in your panties. You could feel her nose press against the crack of them, inhaling your scent desperately.
“Mm…” you whimpered softly. “Stop talking like that..”
“Like what? I’m being honest…” her voice carried from under the blanket. After a beat her mouth made contact over the fabric of your soft mound.
“Ah~!” You moan out, your voice sweet like honey. “Ah…Sev I have to go-“ you shudder as Sevika moves to tear at your panties. “Oh you better not” you scolded as you lift the covers to see Sevika with part of your panties in her mouth and the other being tugged on by her one hand.
“Oh come on…” she purred and started to tear the fabric. You bristled and contemplated crunching her pretty little head between your thighs, but you knew she’d enjoy that end too much. Sevika completely ripped the fabric like a feral critter. The ripping sound of your panties should’ve pissed you off more but it only turned you on more. You attempted to scoot back from her to tease but she grabbed your leg.
“No you don’t…you’re mine.” Sevika said before pulling you back towards her and running her tongue over your soft folds. Before you could (weakly) protest, she was licking you slowly. Her hot tongue parted ebony waves as her name filled the air like a prayer. Your back arched slightly off the bed and your hand reached down once more to run your fingers through her locks.
“Oh god-“ you gasped and felt your insides do a flip as her mouth firmly planted itself around your throbbing bud. You let out a moan that would soon sweeten the prize for Sevika as she continued to delve and devour into you. Her large hand grabbed your thigh and pushed it back further, allowing more of you to be available for her.
You lifted your head off the pillow to watch. You didn’t even noticed your bonnet slipping off again, not that you’d really care at this point. You can’t help it, sleep swiftly leaving your body as the way she touches you makes you burst like a supernova. You coo out her name and it causes her to look up with those soft cool grey eyes. Her brows furrowed like a puppy begging for something from its owner. And she was begging. Begging for you to say her name like that, to coo at her your silky soft praises.
Her fingers slipped between quivering thighs and delicate dew slicked folds. The index and middle teased at your entrance in slow calculated moments. Pressing into you ever so slightly and immediately out. In, out, in, out. She was teasing at your needy entrance. You whined out her name again and let your head fall back against the pillow. Sevika panted against your soft mound as a thick string of drool trailed from it to her bottom lip.
The sweet nectar of your pussy was enough to make her drunk. Her fingers finally pushed into you, and you accepted them like a lovely gift. You reached for sevika as she pumped into you intensely but yet full of passion and attentiveness . Soft squelches and feminine whimpers filled the room, with the occasional thick groans from sevika. You managed to keep her up right as your hand gripped onto her side. She made her way up to your face once more.
“Fuck I love you…” she whined against your neck. “You’re so beautiful, so…fucking…beautiful-“ the bed creaked as she thrust against her own hand in easy syncopation. “Mine…your mine, tell me.”
“I’m yours! I’ll always be yours, oh my god!” You moaned out as Sevika started to pump fast. “That feels so good, you’re stretching me…” you nearly cried out in pleasure. Her fingers always filled you up, pressed into your most sensitive parts.
Your whole body was hot, burning even. The weight of her rested upon you as her thrusts moved your legs apart. You cupped at the back of her neck before you started to kiss at her plush lips. It was sensual and passionate the way you two kissed. Sevika always kissed you like she didn’t know how to control herself. Slow at first, both of your lips layering over one another perfectly. But soon she’d lose herself, her kissing became desperate to taste you. Her larger tongue skillfully slide with yours, taking space in your mouth. A moan erupted into the kiss once again.
“Sev please” you cooed as she thrust her fingers a bit quicker. Your hips move with her motions as well. “Sevika that feels so good you’re gonna make me come!” you managed to eek out in between paused moans and breathless gasps.
“Yeah? I can feel that you’re squeezing my fingers. Maybe if I press…here?” She curled those fingers up against that swollen little gland inside of you.
Immediately your shriek in pleasure and Sevika grins. It encouraged her to keep going, to drive her fingers into you like there was truly no day to be had. You gripped at her shoulder tightly as your thighs begged to close. Oh you are so close aren’t you? Sevika hips stuttered a little and her jaw clenched. If you weren’t so bleary you would’ve noticed how Sevika was grinding against you with every thrust of her hand, mimicking her truly being inside you. Her clit bumping against the fabric of her briefs with just enough stimuli to make her drip with arousal.
“I can’t wait. I need to feel you.” Sevika said roughly as she pushed the sheets off and climbed off the bed to tug off her underwear. .
You bit your lip as you watched her move with such urgency. Your body vibrated with excitement as you watched her climb back in bed and position herself between your legs. You couldn’t help but marvel as her body, her tight muscular waist, the small lines of veins that trailed down towards her beautiful happy trail. And her clit that poked out just a little more than yours. Sevika used your leg as an anchor to balance herself perfectly against your clit. Immediately she let out a moan as your hot centers kissed so perfectly. Your hand reached to grab her waist.
“You feel so perfect on me, Sev.” She looked up at her and encouraged her to start moving. The friction between the two of you came with ease. With every slow stroke, the way back caused both of your clits to rub together. You could see the way Sevikas abs flexed as she let out another heavy groan.
Her eyes laser focused on the way your lips parted to moan her name. The way your breath caught in your throat. How your breasts bounced slightly with every grind of her pelvis. You and her slipped against eachother lewdly. The bed creaked more and more the faster Sevika grind against you. She kissed your leg and calve as you dug your nails into her side.
“Mmm you gonna come baby? Yeah?” She chuckled as she watched your head lull to the side and your leg shake in her grasp. “Fuck you’re turning me on so much, pretty girl.”
“Yes! Please I’m so close!” Your body writhed under hers as she pressed into you more.
Her breath puffed against the skin of your calve as the two of you synced up. The two of you moaned together as the tension built up tension. “C’mon baby, give it to me…give it to me.” Sevika spoke to you with a sweet coaxing. That was all it took, your grip on her hip tightened and your hips bucked with Sevikas. A moan spilt from your lips and your hips rolled as your finished with your girlfriend. She was still riding out her orgasm with yours. Her hips slowed down eventually, every now and then there was a shudder. With heavy breath Sevika nearly collapsed on you.
She lifted her leg from yours and laid down beside you, her arm draped over your side. She had this satisfied/smug look on her face as she kissed your cheek. You turned to face her, still breathless. Sevika captured your lips in a soft and slow kiss. Your face blushed slightly when you tasted yourself on her lips. “Mmm, are you too tired to leave now?” She said as she nuzzled your neck.
“Mm, you’re so annoying..” you whined softly as she squeezed you tightly with her arm. “Are you happy now? I’m gonna be late..” but there was no anger in your words.
“I told you to call out.” Sevika replied as she leaned in for another kiss.
“Ah ah- that’s done.” You sat up and covered Sevikas mouth with your hand delicately. Her eyes darted up to yours and she held your wrist gently. She kissed your palm in slight apology. Your heart skipped a beat whenever she did little things like that. “I have to get to work, Sev. I’m serious.”
Sevika let your hand slip from hers and watched as you scooted out of her bed. Immediately she followed after you. Her gaze traced over your form, the morning sun warming the beautiful undertones of your brown skin. “There’s spare panties for you in the top drawer…” she said shyly as she grabbed the torn fabric from the spot where you previously laid.
“And don’t think I’m letting you slide after doing that.” You shot her a look before digging in the drawer.
Sevika got out of bed and swiftly tossed on some bottoms just so she could quickly help you get out the house. She helped you gather your bag and shoes. That’s one thing she enjoyed doing, being there for you — even if she was the reason you were going to be late. Sevika grabbed your slip dress and helped you get into it. When she pulled it over your shoulder and your faces met she kissed you on the nose.
“I’ll meet you downstairs.”
After a few moments you made your way downstairs where Sevika was waiting patiently. In her hand was a tumbler of coffee and a breakfast sandwich she made wrapped in tinfoil. She smiled to yourself as you approached her at the bottom of the stairs. Sevika had that soft but proud look on her face as she handed the two things off to you.
“Sorry, for making you late. I just hate to see you leave.” She said softly as she leaned down to kiss you once more. She stood up and opened the door. You took a step towards the threshold.
“Thanks baby, for the coffee and sandwich.” You turned to head out and Sevika called your name one more time. You laughed and turned to face her. “What?”
“You look beautiful.”
“Oh you’re funny. In my disheveled clothes? I know you’re in love with me now.” She waved.
“Call me okay? When you get to work. And if your boss bitches at you just tell them you weren’t feeling good!” Sevika called after you. She was leaning against the railing of her porch now. She truly always had to have the last word as she watched you leave. It was bittersweet but she’d see you again.
“Alright alright!” She laughed again before getting into your car and pulling out of the driveway.
Sevika waved as you disappeared down the street.
It didn’t take that long for her to call you however. You clicked the button on the touchscreen of your car and answered.
“Hello?”
“I love you.” Sevika said to you tenderly.
You smiled. “I love you too.”
“You know you can always still call out and..”
“Yeah, no. Bye Sev.” you chimed before hanging up.
a/n - yipee I finally posted something !! and the crowd goes…wild hopefully! I hope people enjoyed this, please like/reblog if you so choose. I have like 30 fics that I’m working on but would also be open to suggestions
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Melvika Week Day 6: Piltover Gala
Piltover's newest couple makes their debut <3
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Day 27 of learning how to do digital art:
Melvika Week: Day 3 - What If...?
Guys... what if... the guy mel was interested in wasn't a guy at all? 🤭
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Melvika Week 2025 - Day 2: Lingerie (@melvikaweek2025)
mel medarda x sevika
word count: 2.6k
contains: alcohol mention, food mention, smut ofc, dom!mel, sub!sev, some romance, praise kink, oral, masturbation, fingering, use of pet names, finger sucking
description: sevika comes home after a long day of work to a pleasant surprise from her girlfriend.
ao3 link | spotify playlist
mel medarda masterlist // sevika masterlist
Finishing up, be home asap, the text on the phone read. Mel smiled to herself as she hearted the message and responded Ok be safe, love you.
She then turned back to the stove where the steaks were cooking, a mouthwatering aroma filling the air. Her girlfriend Sevika had vented to her earlier about how horrible of a day she was having at work, everything going wrong. Immediately, she knew she wanted her to come home to her favorite meal and just relax. Flitting about the kitchen, she begins to set the table, lighting a few fancy candles to set the mood and pouring a glass of Sevika's favorite whiskey.
Glancing at the clock on the wall, she sees that her partner should be home shortly, and dashes to her room to change. Mel had planned an irresistible meal for later on: herself. On her break earlier, she had gone out and purchased a brand new—and very expensive—lingerie set as a surprise. Though she and Sevika had been together for a couple of years now, they both understood that they didn't want to settle into a routine where they stopped trying to win each other over.
So, they regularly had date nights, cooked for each other, brought each other flowers, the works. And the sex? God, the sex. That was still going strong, their need for each other was insatiable, their friends often joking that if it was possible, they'd have a slew of kids by now.
Slipping the final strap over her shoulder, Mel spins to look at herself in the mirror of her walk in closet and lets out a small gasp. She looked downright sinful. A satisfied grin covers her face, Sevika isn't going to be able to keep her hands off of her. Hearing the front door start to unlock, she throws a robe on to hide her gift until later, briskly heading back to the kitchen to serve the food.
"Babe, I'm home!"
The sound of the door shutting and subsequent boots being placed on the shoe rack comes just in time. Mel is placing their meals onto the table as Sevika walks into the room and takes in the ambience.
"Wow. This all for me? Or is your other girlfriend coming over?"
Mel rolls her eyes at Sevika's question, the woman loved that joke more than anything and never passed up an opportunity to use it.
"Yes, actually, she should be here shortly so if you could vacate the space, that would be amazing." Brushing past her girlfriend to reach the fridge, Mel feels a hand wrap around her waist before she's spun around and pinned back against the table. Dark grey eyes bore into her own, a predator-like smile slowly spreading onto Sevika's lips.
"That so?" A nip at Mel's neck. "Well, then she's gonna be very disappointed when she sees me fucking you on this table."
Leaning down to capture the mouth opposite her in a hungry kiss, Sevika gets to the point immediately, biting and sucking at plump lips before placing her large hands under Mel's thighs and lifting her onto the table, place settings be damned. Only then does Mel realize what's happening and separates their mouths with a wet pop.
"I didn't cook all of this for it to go to waste. Dinner first, and you can have your treat after."
Jumping down from the table, Mel smooths down her robe, making sure the outfit under isn't visible, and walks around to her seat, settling in. She begins cutting into her meal, looking at Sevika expectantly and waiting for her to sit down. The other woman eventually does with a dramatic sigh and drops into her chair, grabbing her glass of whiskey.
"How was work?" Mel places a buttery piece of steak into her mouth as her girlfriend groans and begins relaying her frustrations of the day. By the time she's gotten it all out of her system, both plates are cleared and glasses are empty, the mood much more comfortable.
Rising from the table, Sevika begins taking away the dishes, placing them in the sink as Mel stands up to help. Once they've finished, Mel strolls over to stand behind the taller woman and presses a slow kiss to her shoulder, feeling a hum through the skin.
"Ready now, handsome?"
Sevika's head drops back onto Mel's shoulder as a soft exhale escapes her mouth. "I thought you'd never ask."
Spinning around, Sevika attaches their mouths once again, walking them towards their shared bedroom, hands roaming and groping the entire time. Once they reach the wall in front of the bed, Mel's lips trail down the length of Sevika's neck, pausing just above the collarbone where she starts laying open mouth kisses, her teeth scraping against the sensitive skin. The hands placed on the taller woman's hips slide up under her shirt, tracing patterns on her skin.
"You're a bit overdressed," Mel practically purrs, fingers skimming over a defined abdominal muscle. "You'd probably be a lot more comfortable without this."
"That can be arranged."
The fabric is pulled over Sevika's head with a couple of jerky movements, baring her upper body completely. Mel can't help but let out a quiet hum of appreciation, her eyes roaming up and down the expanse of skin before her. The muscles are unbelievably defined, developed inch by inch over the years, littered with all sorts of scars and scratches. Her prosthetic shines in the low light of the room, the woman wearing it proudly. A living, breathing work of art sits before her, and the heat in her stomach begins to swell.
“Your turn.”
A firm hand reaches for the tie on Mel’s robe, and she looks up in anticipation of her lover’s reaction. A tugging of the cord pulls the robe loose and sends it slipping towards the ground, revealing the material underneath.
The lingerie hugs every single curve, leaving just enough to the imagination. The lacy black material accentuates the smooth skin it clings to, a contrast that has Sevika's heart quickening. A low moan leaves her mouth as she drinks in every inch of exposed flesh before her, feeling her self-control slipping away with every second that ticks by.
"Do you like it?" Mel's voice is teasing, almost cocky, and it brings Sevika back to the moment. Her eyes, now dilated with lust, slowly drag up to make contact with those opposite. The taller woman replies with a breathy yes, all other words lost on her tongue. Mel’s hands rise to her girlfriend’s shoulders, pushing lightly on them, indicating her desire for her to kneel down. Without question, Sevika drops to her knees, looking up obediently to her lover while waiting for the next order.
"Such a good girl for me."
The words send a shiver through Sevika's spine, desire pooling deep in her gut. Those words and a simple gesture have her completely at Mel's mercy. A hand finds the back of Sevika's head, slender fingers sliding through short hair and twirling a handful.
“You're going to do whatever I say, whenever I say it, aren't you?"
A soft whine comes from Sevika's throat, the praise and control sending jolts into her core. The only thing she can manage is a nod, her breath starting to come out in ragged pants. A low chuckle escapes Mel, fully aware of how much her words are affecting Sevika. It only takes a couple of phrases to have the other woman wrapped around her little finger, and it's a power trip that always gets the adrenaline coursing through her veins.
The hand on Sevika's head guides her closer to the black fabric, face only a few inches away from her core, the warmth of her breath sending an electric current through Mel. "Go on. You can have your dessert now." A tone of encouragement, but also of command.
Not needing to be told twice, Sevika buries her mouth against her girlfriend, nuzzling the smooth fabric with her nose and inhaling the sweet scent. She slowly licks along the lace, tasting the skin underneath, the touch leaving trails of heat wherever her lips touch.
A gasp leaves Mel as she feels Sevika's lips on her body, her other hand coming up to grasp onto her shoulder to steady herself. The feeling is incredible and it's all she can do to remain standing, her knees already threatening to buckle.
"Oh sweetheart, you're doing wonderfully, I—" the sentence is cut off with a high-pitched whine as Sevika's teeth are suddenly scraping against a sensitive inner thigh. A proud hum leaves her mouth as she feels the hand on her shoulder twitch, knowing that she's slowly but surely breaking the composure of her girlfriend. As she continues to kiss and bite the tender flesh, she feels the fabric under her grow damp, and the smell of arousal is almost overwhelming.
The words of encouragement from Mel spur her on, and she pushes onward, a metal finger dragging the fabric aside before her eager tongue slips into dripping sweetness. The sensation has Mel seeing stars, thighs almost giving out but for the support of her lover's grip.
"God, oh god, you're so good at that, gorgeous," comes a breathless whisper from above. Mel’s body is on fire, skin humming with desire, the coil in her stomach beginning to pull tighter.
Sevika smiles at the praise, tongue continuing its movements inside wet heat. Mel yanks her own bra down, freeing two perfect breasts for her beloved to gaze upon. Sevika’s body is screaming for attention, and after trying earnestly to ignore it, she carefully slips her right hand into her pants while absorbing all of the wonderful sounds and moans from her girlfriend.
Letting out a strangled moan that captures Mel's attention, the younger woman instantly looks down, the sight pulling an aroused groan from her. Desperate, glossy eyes are staring back as she grinds down, fucking herself with her girthy digits.
"Oh baby...look at you, just a needy little thing, aren't you?"
Sevika's eyes roll back into her head at the phrasing, and it takes everything in Mel not to cum right there. Another wave of heat announces itself as emerald orbs rake over the vision in front of her; Sevika on her knees, completely under her control, both her mouth and hand working diligently. It's the hottest goddamn thing she's ever seen.
Mel's fingers yank on the short tresses and separate them from each other, forcing an upset whine from the subservient woman. Giving her a cheshire grin, Mel slowly slides her hand from raven hair, trailing her fingers down a defined jawline to parted lips, pushing two of them inside.
The feeling of slender muscles pressed onto her tongue is enough to drive Sevika crazy, and she moans around them, staring up at Mel with wide, pleading eyes. It feels like a lifetime before the other woman's hand is leaving her mouth, and the moment they do, a pathetic whimper echoes throughout the room.
"I'm sorry, what was that?"
Mel's voice is full of mock sympathy, her expression bordering on sadistic as she stares down at her girlfriend. Sevika hasn't stopped riding her fingers through this entire exchange, and she's approaching her climax dangerously fast. Mel recognizes how close the other woman is, and she has no intentions of letting her get off that easily.
"Ah-ah, not yet, my love. I'm not done with you," she smirks.
With both of her hands, she grabs the back of Sevika's scalp and pulls her back between her legs, feeling the desperation in her actions. A firm lick at her clit has her gasping, and it makes the inferno low in her stomach flare up even higher.
Sevika isn't given a chance to move from her position, and it feels like all the air is sucked out of her lungs as her face is pushed even harsher against the slick heat, her tongue pressing against the sensitive bundle of nerves. It feels like being set ablaze, the heat and taste threatening to overtake her, and it's all she can do to not break down then and there. When her name starts being groaned between broken whines and gasps, the world comes into focus again.
"Are you close, Sevi?" Mel forces out in between heavy breaths. "I need to c— ah, need to cum with you."
Sevika's head rises up briefly for a deep breath, chin glistening with slick as her gaze locks onto bright green eyes.
"So close, please." Her voice is hoarse, pleading, and a sharp tug on her hair has her back where it was moments earlier, resuming her ministrations.
The sound of Sevika's voice is like gasoline to flames, and it sets off the final spark of tension that's been building up in Mel's body. With her climax fast approaching, she can barely remain standing, her entire world shrinking to simply being in this moment with her love.
With one final curve of her fingers, Sevika hits that spongy spot inside of herself and sends her tumbling over the edge with a muffled moan. Cum floods her hand, spilling into her boxers, and it causes a chain reaction to the woman above her.
Feeling the vibration through her body, pleasure surges through Mel, shooting from her core outwards, leaving her head spinning. She can barely see straight as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her, an overwhelming force she can't stop. She feels like she's drowning, and she desperately grasps at the only thing she can find: Sevika.
There's no longer any words, just high mewls and moans leaving her lips. Her breathing is labored and broken, her fingers clawing for purchase at the broad shoulders. It's too much, she's never been reduced to this much of a trembling mess before, and she drops to her knees while gasping for air.
As Mel collapses into Sevika, the older woman is quick to wrap her arms around her, her own breath also coming out in short, ragged pants. They stay like that for a long moment, just embracing in the aftermath, Sevika pressing soft kisses to the top of Mel's head and gently rubbing her trembling back.
"That was…" Her voice is soft, barely above a whisper. "Intense."
Mel manages a shaky laugh, her entire body still quivering with aftershocks. "Intense is putting it lightly. I haven't come that hard in—" she breaks off with a laugh, "ever, I think."
Pulling her face back to look up at her girlfriend, she gives her a lazy smile. "You completely wrecked me, love. It was incredible."
Sevika looks down at the spent woman in her arms, pride and affection swelling in her chest. It's always a rush to know that she can make her girlfriend feel like this; reduced from an elegant, poised powerhouse to a quivering mess. It's just as satisfying to her to hold her after, taking care of her in the result of a life shattering experience.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, darling." Leaning down, Sevika pulls the other woman towards her, tongue reaching out and just barely slipping into her mouth. Mel moans gently upon tasting herself, returning the gesture with a slow kiss. They sit there for a minute, wrapped up in each other, until she eventually pulls back and looks at the short haired woman, a mock-serious expression on her face.
"You know, I did buy us an actual dessert for us to enjoy after this," she teased.
Sevika's stomach grumbles instantly, causing the two to break out into a fit of giggles.
"You know me so well." Pressing a soft kiss to her lover's lips, Sevika stands and reaches a large hand out in waiting. After taking it, Mel leads her hand in hand to the kitchen, smiling and joking the entire way.
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Melvika Week 2025 - Day 1: First Time (@melvikaweek2025)
mel medarda x sevika
word count: 3.2k
contains: modern au, established relationship, canon age gap, soft sex, fingering, oral, switch!sev, switch!mel, sev is a bit nervous and mel takes the lead 😩
description: sevika and mel have been dating for a couple of months and have yet to have sex. one particular date night, the mood is right and they take the next step.
ao3 link | spotify playlist
mel medarda masterlist // sevika masterlist
Warm sunlight spills in through the blinds, bathing the room in comforting shades of orange as dusk begins its descent into the city. Two figures stroll in through the front door, soft laughs permeating the empty house and bringing it to life.
Sevika is the first to slip off her shoes, boots dropping to the floor with a resounding thud. She’s gotten in the habit of doing it now, when she and Mel first started dating, the woman had to constantly remind her to do so, driving both of them crazy. They’ve settled into a routine at this point, exactly two months into their relationship, a steady compromise they’ve both come to love. A handful of years of friendship beforehand surely helped their dynamic, but it still felt easy in a way neither had ever experienced.
Tonight was a night like others they’ve had before; they went to dinner, had a few drinks, walked around their favorite lake hand in hand, and went home. Mel’s home technically, they were both past the age of U-Hauling, too seasoned for the insecurity anxious attachment brings with it. That, and the fact that Mel’s closet had exactly zero room for anyone else’s belongings.
Padding into the living room, Sevika drops to the couch and sighs, laying her head against the back of the couch. Mel watches her girlfriend with an amused look in her eye, sauntering over and standing between spread legs.
“Comfortable?”
Sevika grins at the woman in front of her before gently taking hold of her hand to pull her onto her lap.
“Now I am.”
Mel playfully rolls her eyes before settling into her embrace, letting the comfortable silence stretch between them. After a few minutes of featherlight touches, she brings Sevika’s hand to her lips and presses a soft kiss to her knuckles.
“Are you still alright with watching a movie? It’s fine if you’re too tired.”
Faintly shaking her head, Sevika rolls her neck and sends a soft smile her girlfriend’s way.
“No, we’re definitely still on for that, I just need to take a shower first.”
At that statement, the older woman scoops Mel up and carries her to the bedroom bridal style, the pair giggling the entire way. After softly laying her on the bed, Sevika begins unbuttoning her shirt while Mel grabs her laptop from in front of her and opens it, signing into her email. When she looks up, she’s met with the sight of her girlfriend taking off her prosthetic and smiles to herself.
Sevika had never had a problem going without it during their entire friendship, but for reasons unknown to her, she started getting shy again once they began dating. Only recently did she stop wearing it constantly around her, much to Mel’s relief. All she wanted was for the other woman to be completely comfortable when they were together, and she seemed to be finally getting there.
With a change of clothes thrown over her shoulder and shirt open exposing both magnificent abs and a generous amount of side boob, Sevika turns to face a studious looking Mel, leaning against the frame.
“Care to join me?” She asked solely out of habit. Mel never took her up on the offer, but it had become a sort of bit they would do.
“Not tonight, sweetheart. I forgot I’ve got a bit of work to do before I’m finished for the evening.”
She flashes a comforting smile at the woman in the doorway before looking back down at her laptop, briskly typing away. Sevika nods in understanding and turns to walk into the bathroom, closing the door behind her with a quiet click. Mel takes the opportunity to change her own clothes, throwing on a silk nightgown and nothing else.
A short while later, the door opens and Sevika emerges in a tight white undershirt and grey sweatpants hanging low on her hips, hair damp and lightly dripping onto her shoulders. A now distracted Mel watches as her girlfriend raises her arm to dry her scalp, perfectly sculpted muscles flexing and rippling the entire time. Eventually, her gaze lowers, taking in the entire look before raising her eyes back to Sevika’s face, unexpectedly flustered.
“Nice outfit.”
Sevika’s lips spread into a knowing smile as she saunters over and crawls onto the bed behind Mel, propping herself up onto her elbow before gently kissing the side of her arm.
“All part of my plan to seduce you, obviously.”
A snort leaves the dark skinned woman before she shuts her laptop and swivels to face her lover.
“Is that so?
Sevika definitively nods and pulls a chuckle from Mel, who rises to stow away her laptop on her desk, returning to the bed and crawling under the blankets before beckoning the other woman over with a commanding finger. Responding immediately, she pulls herself to Mel’s side and wraps a strong arm around her midsection.
“Your choice tonight, babe.”
Mel glances up in surprise, not expecting Sevika to give up her chance to pick the feature.
“Really? You hated the movie I chose last time.”
“I’m feeling generous.”
After pressing a firm kiss to a moist cheek, the younger woman faces the TV, grabbing the remote from her side table before flicking it on and scrolling through her multiple streaming subscriptions.
Once landing on an interesting looking romance, she snuggles into the warm body beside her, splaying her hand over fabric covered skin just below her chest.
After a while, she begins moving her fingers, dragging them in slow circles over Sevika’s abdomen. This goes on for a few minutes with no reaction from the other woman, until she feels that same hand start tracing the waistband of her sweats. Her curiosity is piqued now, eventually turning to surprise when warm digits start playing with the trail of hair leading down her stomach before dipping lower.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” Sevika jokes through the tingling in her belly, not expecting Mel to seriously reply.
“And what if I do?” When the woman in her arms straightens up to stare into her eyes, she can see how they’ve darkened and the atmosphere changes instantly. Sevika’s breath begins to pick up as she absorbs what’s going on, needing explicit confirmation above all else.
“Wait, really? You sure?”
Nodding slowly as her bottom lip is trapped between her teeth, Mel’s lidded gaze passes between her girlfriend’s, and she’d have giggled at the look on her face if she wasn’t so turned on. Whispering just loud enough for Sevika to hear, the words hang between them like a grenade, delicate yet carrying enough force to level them both.
“More than anything in the world.”
That’s all the confirmation Sevika needs before closing the gap, smashing her lips against Mel’s with enough force to push her back onto the plush bed. A surprised gasp from the woman underneath her breaks her from her daze and she instantly pulls back.
“Shit, sorry! I didn’t mean to attack you like that,” Sevika looks down bashfully.
Normally she’s much more suave than this, but she’s actually a bit nervous. Mel is the most serious relationship she’s ever had and she understands how important this is, having had many previous conversations about how sex is meaningful to the other woman. The opposite of Sevika, who never took it very seriously, and whose hook up details she made no move to be coy about.
Mel places a gentle finger under her chin and lifts until unsure pools of silver meet secure jade, the latter letting out a small giggle.
“That’s alright. I like that you’re this excited, it’s boosting my ego, quite honestly.” She runs a thumb across the expanse of a scarred cheek in reassurance.
“We’re going to be a bit clumsy at first, that’s normal.”
“Not for me,” Sevika grumbles as she glances off to the side.
It’s then that Mel understands this is as much her girlfriend’s first time together as it is hers. Perhaps even more so for her because Sevika is used to casual, no strings attached encounters where she’s completely in control. Upon realizing that, Mel knows she needs to make this as special and comfortable as possible for the other woman.
“Hey. Look at me.”
Returning her gaze, Sevika sees the tender emotion swirling on her lover’s face and takes a deep breath.
“We’re in this together, okay?” Mel kisses the crease between her brows, calming the storm she sees beginning to brew in those cloudy grey eyes. Leaning up to stop her thoughts from spiraling any further, she slots their lips together firmly, communicating everything she just voiced in a more expressive way.
They settle into a slow but passionate rhythm, tongues sliding together in no hurry to go any further. Mel cups Sevika’s face with gentle hands, beginning to nip at her lower lip occasionally. They had never gone further than this before, but the anticipation is already building, the two of them ready to take things to the next level. All the jokes and teasing over the last pair of months have led to this moment, and she’ll be damned if she’s not going to savor every last second.
Removing one hand from the woman above her, Mel sneakily slips it into Sevika’s sweats, cupping her unclothed center with a firm grasp. The woman above her breaks the kiss with a shocked gasp, bucking into her grip. Dragging one finger through the coarse tresses covering it, Mel gathers a bit of slick before withdrawing her hand and guiding it to where they can both get a glimpse.
“Mmm, you’re this wet from just a little kissing?” Mel teases.
Sevika huffs in fake annoyance before replying, “It’s not my fault your lips are so soft.”
“Good to know.”
Mel leans back up to resume their previous activities, a satisfied hum leaving both women. After a couple of minutes, Mel pulls away and begins trailing kisses down Sevika’s face, to her jaw, leading down to her neck. She bites down on a spot she knows is sensitive, eliciting a sigh from her girlfriend before soothing it with her tongue. When she presses an open mouth kiss and sucks at that same patch, Sevika groans before backing away with force before declaring “Wait, wait, wait.”
Mel pauses, removing her lips from Sevika’s skin and pulling back to look her in the eyes, gaze flicking between them with concern.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, it’s just…I should be the one making you feel good.”
Mel simply smiles at that. She’s never seen Sevika this bashful and unsure of herself, it’s incredibly endearing.
“You’re so sweet, Sev. But you deserve this.”
Mel moves to close the gap once again but her girlfriend turns her head away, causing the kiss to land on her cheek.
“Sevika.”
Gripping her cheeks with one hand, she forces the women above her into making eye contact. Shaking her head, Mel gives her the look she reserves for when she’s establishing dominance over a room. “Let me take care of you.”
A shaky exhale travels from Sevika’s mouth into the space between them before she nods a moment later, ready for what’s coming her way. Mel sits up, forcing her girlfriend back until she switches their positions and Sevika is lying on her back. She then straddles her and presses her full weight onto Sevika’s heat before sliding her hand back into her pants. The sound of fabric shuffling is heard before a pronounced moan echoes through the room.
“Does that feel good, baby?”
Mel’s driving one long finger in and out of Sevika’s pussy, a slight squelching noise catching her attention.
“Y-yeah…”
Taking the opportunity to brush over her clit as an experiment, a wicked grin spreads across her face when she’s rewarded with a choked gasp from the woman under her. Mel’s original plan was to take her time pleasuring her girlfriend, but the noises she’s making with so little effort are changing her mind.
She lowers her mouth back down to where neck and shoulder meet, pressing gentle kisses as Sevika adjusts to the tempo she’s set. Hearing a stifled moan, she raises her head to see that Sevika has her covering her face in an attempt to muffle herself.
Not having that, Mel interlocks their fingers and pulls them outwards so the short haired woman is essentially spread eagle on the bed.
“Much better.”
The pleasure on Sevika’s face is evident; hooded eyes, heaving chest, trembling legs, all signs that she’s getting close to the edge. Mel takes the chance to really look at her girlfriend, eyes scanning her from head to toe, mapping every scar, freckle, and mark.
“You are so beautiful.”
An embarrassed whine leaves the woman’s mouth, not usually one to be showered with compliments. When she sees Mel’s gaze travel to her missing arm, shame forces its way to the forefront of her emotions and she leans up in an attempt to distract the woman with a kiss. Recognizing the play, Mel lets it go on for a few seconds while pushing her back down onto the pillow, detaching her lips to press soft kisses all over the marred skin of her shoulder.
“I mean it, Sev. Every part of you.”
At the same time, Mel curves the fingers inside her girlfriend as her thumb rubs tight circles around her clit, sending the woman reeling.
“Fuck!”
Sevika’s hips are bucking wildly, her impending orgasm and the tender words of her lover becoming too much to handle.
“Baby, I, I need—“
A choked whine exits dark lips as a particularly hard thrust scrambles her thoughts.
“What, sweetheart, tell me.”
“Kiss me, please.”
Mel’s heart clenches at the innocent request and she reaches a desperate mouth, tongues dancing together in a waltz of dominance. That does it, and a gush of liquid coats her hand as a guttural moan reverberates off the walls. Pumping slower and slower, Mel carries Sevika through her orgasm, waiting for the other woman to cease her shaking.
She barely registers when it happens before she’s flipped onto her back and an eager tongue slips into her mouth. Letting go and embracing the heat shooting up her back, she kisses Sevika back with equal amounts of fervor, quiet sighs and moans becoming their own intimate language.
When Mel feels a hand hook under the hem of her nightgown, she smiles in excitement before her lips are abandoned and an upset whine leaves her mouth.
“Where are you going?”
Mel sits up slightly as Sevika begins leaving open mouth kisses on her chest, moving lower and lower over the fabric of her dress, causing Mel’s breath to hitch in anticipation.
“Ah…”
Lying back down, she takes a deep breath as it hits her that the moment she’s thought about countless times before has finally arrived. Mel feels sharp teeth nipping right under belly button, and she can feel how wet she is, waiting for when she's spread open and finally exposed.
“Oh fuck.”
Sevika’s pushing her legs apart now, seeing the strings of arousal connecting between puffy lips, the lack of underwear leaving Mel fully bare and her mouth actually waters. Leaning down, she closes her eyes and inhales, the scent is absolutely staggering. Glancing up at the woman above her, she internally voices a thank you for the meal she’s about to devour.
“You’re gonna have to tell me what you like, okay?”
“Oh trust me darling, you’ll know.” A gasp escapes the younger woman when firm, wet muscle meets sensitive nerve endings, sending her grasping for the sheets.
“So that’s a yes.”
Mel can feel the smirk between her legs, and she lets out a quick huff of air before her eyes flutter shut upon feeling more pressure on her clit.
“It’s a hell yes.” She confesses breathily.
Now that Sevika’s elicited an enthusiastic response, she applies more and more pressure, nosing through dark coils as she begins to slurp around the swollen nub. Mel’s heel starts digging into her girlfriend’s shoulder blade as short gasps escape her mouth, threading fingers through Sevika’s still damp hair.
The movie drones on in the background, ignored in favor of the sight between Mel’s legs. She’s finally able to prop herself up onto one elbow and look down between the valley of her breasts, the vision knocking the wind from her lungs.
Sevika’s eyes are already locked into hers, lapping away greedily at the slick between deep brown thighs like a starved madwoman. A low moan exits Mel as she feels the band in her stomach pulling tighter and tighter.
“Sweetheart, I—hah!”
She feels two thick fingers plunge into her entrance with no regard for her wellbeing, reaching as if a prize is waiting at the end. Mel begins fully grinding down onto Sevika’s fingers, and subsequently, her face. A muffled noise breaks her from her daze and she begins to move back a bit to make sure the woman below her is alright. They narrowly separate before Sevika crawls forward to reconnect them, desperation seeping into her words.
“Uh uh, c’mere.”
She enters a third finger into Mel, causing a high pitched squeal to erupt from her chest as long nails scratch at her girlfriend’s scalp. Groaning into her folds, Sevika curls her thick digits one, two, three more times before she feels gummy walls clench around her, fluttering as Mel’s orgasm hits her like a tidal wave.
“Ah!”
A drawn out moan escapes plush lips as warm liquid seeps out of the woman above, rutting into a well structured nose the entire time.
Gently guiding her through her bliss, Sevika languidly traces her tongue between Mel’s legs, careful not to overstimulate her. A minute or so passes and the hand in her hair has loosened its grip and turned into soft pets as she catches her breath.
“You, I…wow.”
For once, Mel is at a loss for words and it makes Sevika chuckle as she presses soft kisses to the inside of plush thighs.
“Good?”
“Perfect. I felt like a horny teenager again.”
Sevika cackles before crawling up the younger woman’s body, lying beside her and locking their lips together. The taste of herself pulls a groan from Mel, who slides her fingers back into those raven tresses and pulls just enough to divide them. A small gap now sitting between their open mouths, Sevika takes the opportunity to shift the mood and express her feelings. Gaze flicking between vivid green orbs, she takes a beat to gather her thoughts before sharing them aloud.
“Thank you. It’s not easy for me to let someone else care for me the way you did”, she explains as she plays with Mel’s fingers, avoiding her gaze. Nodding gently, she waits patiently for her favorite pair of eyes to look her way. They do a moment later, glossy with emotion and her heart lurches, brushing her thumb along the brim of unshed tears.
“You mean so much to me, more than I could even explain, and I just…thank you.”
Understanding what Sevika is getting at, Mel leans in and presses a featherlight kiss on her girlfriend’s nose.
“I know, baby.”
Shortly after, they remember the movie playing and shift to snuggle while they watch the last few minutes, Sevika wrapped up in Mel’s comforting embrace. They succumb to sleep in that very position, their bond now stronger than ever.
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@melvikaweek2025 day 1
a/n: I wasn't sure if I was going to participate in melvika week, but I want to write a lil' something for this lovely ship! So here's a little drabble. And I'll also be writing a caitvi fic for you all, since that's what's winning in the poll! summary: mel is sick, sevika is soft | words: 600
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“How are you feeling?” Sevika’s voice is a low, warm rumble, her breath ghosting over Mel’s ear. They’re laying in bed, Mel flat on her back and Sevika starfished out half on top of her, a leg thrown over hers, an arm draped protectively over her waist. Sevika’s body heat is a welcome warmth, chasing away the chill that has settled under Mel’s skin, wrapping her in comfort. Mel takes a deep breath, and she can just faintly catch a whiff of Sevika’s familiar cigar-smoke scent, even as congested as she is.
“I’m glad you’re here,” Mel says in lieu of an answer. She’s not particularly interested in discussing the details of her symptoms – her blocked sinuses, her pounding head. Illnesses are so dull and she catches her fair share of them, so it’s nothing new. But Sevika here, with her, is what she cares about. That’s what matters.
“I’m glad I’m here too,” Sevika murmurs, pushing herself more upright so that she’s hovering over Mel on her forearms, her face a few inches from hers. Mel smiles as she looks into the moonlight silver of her eyes, the warmth of her face. Sevika feels like home to her now.
“But that wasn’t what I asked, doll,” Sevika continues, brushing a large, comforting hand over Mel’s cheek. For all her strength and muscles, she’s always endlessly tender with Mel. She touches her as if she’s precious, as if she’s breakable. Mel has never felt more cared for.
“I feel like you’re going to catch this, if you insist on staying so close to me.” Mel sighs, then turns on her side to smother a rattling cough in the blankets.
Sevika has a glass of water waiting for her when she turns back, a concerned frown pushing her eyebrows together. “I’m not going anywhere,” she murmurs, watching as Mel sips at the water, steadying her shaky hand with her own steady one. “I don’t care about catching your damn cold.”
“Mm, yes, but I will care when you’re whinging about how you can’t breathe through your nose,” Mel huffs with a small smile, letting Sevika take the water from her and set it aside. “The last time you were ill, you were convinced you were dying.”
“That was different,” Sevika chuckles, shaking her head. A lock of deep brown hair falls into her eyes, and Mel reaches up to tuck it back behind her ear, letting her fingers trail over the soft slope of her cheekbone.
“I’m not quite seeing the difference, love.”
“I caught that cold in the Last Drop,” Sevika says, then leans down to capture Mel’s lips in a gentle kiss. “This is your cold. I don’t mind your cold.” She moves her lips to Mel’s cheeks, pressing a kiss just under each of her eyes, endlessly tender. “What’s yours is mine, sweet girl” She kisses Mel’s forehead, her temple, even the tips of her ears. “And you’re mine.”
Mel laughs softly, reaching up to wrap her arms loosely around Sevika’s broad shoulders, tugging her in even closer. “That’s completely ridiculous, darling,” Mel smiles, but she doesn’t try to pull away. Sevika continues to kiss her, moving to her neck now, softly mouthing at Mel’s pulse point, her hand finding Mel’s hip, her thumb rubbing lightly over the curve of her hip bone. Even though the kisses send waves of warmth down Mel’s body, she knows this isn’t about anything more. She can feel the love and care in each press of Sevika’s plush lips to her skin.
“I’ll always be yours,” Mel breathes, her eyes fluttering shut as Sevika kisses her shoulder.
And this, more than anything, she knows to be true.
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Melvika Week - Day 1
prompt: Kisses (@melvikaweek2025)
word count: 3k
Sevika has done her best to develop patience since beginning her time as a Councilor. She wants to do right by her people, to do right by the community she’s fought to protect since she was old enough to walk.
However, focusing on creating new trade routes to Zaun and advocating for the recovering citizens was virtually impossible when a literal goddess was standing before her day in and day out.
Mel Medarda was a mystery.
They see each other nearly every day since the war's end, yet Sevika only knows surface-level details.
She knew of the woman through the years while working under Silco, as Mel was— in a way— one of the most prominent faces of the Council. It was wise to keep tabs on the perfect Piltover princess leading the council into the luxurious future (and far away from the dirty Undercity).
But Sevika also knows Mel had a hand in ending the war, that her own mother led the charge, and that through feats Sevika wasn’t sure she’d be able to complete, Mel assisted in saving them all. The grief that clings to her like a shroud is testimony enough. Some days it lessens, but on others it seemed to choke her where she stands, and it is plain as day on her pretty face. The older woman looks at Mel with respect and gratitude. The longer she looks, the harder she falls.
And that is a serious problem. There simply isn't enough time for these kinds of feelings to blind Sevika. She has a job to do, a responsibility to the people of Zaun. They fought hard to get even an inkling of recognition. This wasn’t the time to lose focus. But her eyes refused to get the memo.
During every meeting, they wander over to the woman and trail over her lithe form with a wholesome admiration unfamiliar to Sevika. She studied from the golden freckles that dusted Mel's high cheekbones down to the consistent gold paint donning her nails.
Something about the woman draws Sevika to her like a moth to a flame.
On a rainy afternoon, after a particularly mundane and unproductive meeting, Mel pulls her aside. Just as Sevika is stomping out of the chambers, head downturned as defeat begins to take over, a glimmer of sunlight pulls her from the inevitable spiral.
“Sevika, walk with me?” Mel requests, her voice soft as she leans just the slightest bit forward.
Sevika nods and lets the woman lead her out of the chambers and into the courtyard for some fresh air. They stroll through the small gardens and out into the unfamiliar breeze.
The war left Piltover ravaged, but a few months removed, the new Council made strides in turning the city into a new kind of beauty. But none of it compares to Mel.
As she guides Sevika through the gardens, the sun's rays cascade down onto her soft, dark skin. She is ethereal. Even the plants seem to reach out to touch her.
“How have you been finding your new apartment? Do you need anything?” Mel questions. Her hands are clasped behind her straight back. Even in her heels, she has to look the slightest bit up at Sevika. The sight thrills her.
“Oh yeah, the place is nice. It’s still weird…being topside so consistently. I appreciate how close it is to the chambers, makes my life a hell of a lot easier. The stipend for the furniture is a little extreme, though. I still have leftovers, and they refuse to take them back.” Sevika complains, the luxury of this position continues to make her uncomfortable.
Even moving into Piltover was a big adjustment, one she still isn't certain about. It feels ike something too close to betrayal of the roots that made her.
“Well, I’ll have to be the judge of that. If you still have money left over, you’re doing it wrong. You deserve to have a space with the proper accommodations and conditions that make it a home to you. Or at least a comfortable home away from home.” Mel says, her voice almost chastising, but the softness of her honeyed voice relays her genuine concern.
She is a light Sevika has never seen before. She wants to look into it—into her—all the time.
“I’ll take your word for it, princess. I have more important things to do than shop— like resist the urge to chase down Shoola.” Sevika starts, letting Mel lead her into advice with a playful roll of her eyes at the petty situation. They devolve into a conversation about Shoola's last-minute decision to back out of a proposal, and Mel listens as Sevika briefly rants.
This has become a habit since Sevika joined the council. It was the highlight of her day, finding moments with Mel to learn about this new world and watch her navigate issues with poised ease. Watching her use her brilliant mind to create the solutions they so desperately needed.
It would be hard to see her leave. Sevika was well aware that Mel had responsibilities to attend to in Noxus. She’d upended her family line and needed to settle the unrest. But her impending absence made the feelings Sevika felt blooming within her even more pressing.
The walk leads them out of the chambers and into the city. Sevika has nothing to do until the evening, so she happily follows Mel the short distance to her apartment.
“Are you just going to stare at me all day, or are you going to answer my question?” Mel teases, nudging Sevika's shoulder with her slim, gold-laden shoulder.
“Huh?” Sevika clumsily replies, her mind stuttering to a halt as she tries to catch up in the conversation. Mel watches with a lifted eyebrow and a smirk. “Sorry, I’m running on low sleep. Mind’s not where it should be.”
“Clearly.” Mel teases even further. “Are you free this afternoon? I have a few proposals I think you’ll find quite useful, and I would like to adjust your most recent one. Hopefully, things won't take too long, and you can get back to rest. My apartment isn’t far.” She offers, and despite the rush of fear, Sevika blindly agrees.
The pair enters Mel’s apartment less than 15 minutes later, and Sevika tenses at the new, sleek environment. In all their time getting to know each other as colleagues, both inside the council chambers and out, Sevika had never seen the inside of Mel’s home. It was luxurious, in an understated way. The tasteful decor and beautiful furniture, combined with the beautiful art, made the space feel like the kind of place Sevika should not be.
Once upon a time, she would have robbed a place like this. But today she was watching her colleague pull out her notes and a decanter of fine wine. Life can change in the blink of an eye…or in this case, over the course of several excruciating few decades.
The pair sits in Mel’s study, the desk cluttered with an array of paperwork and half-finished proposals they will be going over... at some point. A few plates of dessert sit on the desk, out of the way of the papers and beside the glasses of wine. Sevika’s stomach threatens to rumble.
“You’ve been working hard over the past few weeks, I thought a few treats might make the work a bit more relaxing.” The woman offers with a smile that borders on sheepish, and the sweet way she fiddles with the sleeve of her robe makes Sevika’s heart sore.
She feels herself loosen. The tension melts from Sevika's frame as she allows Mel to guide her into one of the chairs.
They make easy small talk about the recent developments in medical buildings, air quality improvements, and housing regarding Zaun as they settle in. The talk pulls Sevika’s mind back into focus.
She isn’t here for fun, despite how much she enjoys Mel’s quick wit and surprisingly hard-to-resist humor.
The wine is what snaps the last threads of control. It’s good shit that actually tastes nice. Nothing less is expected when Mel Medarda presents a wine pairing. It’s this lush, dark berry flavor with a hint of something chocolatey that makes her drink it fast.
“This is one of my favorite Noxian wines. It’s usually served with a little dark chocolate truffle, but the closest I could get here was this cake. I’ll try harder to get one for us the next time we have to do something like this.” She says offhandedly, her hazel eyes gleaming with excitement and sorrow as she pairs the sip with a bite of cake.
“Isn’t the goal for me to not need your help anymore?” Sevika questions with a snort, mirroring Mel and pairing a sip of wine with the dark chocolate cake.
Her eyes slip shut, and the moan that escapes her lips should be a source of embarrassment, but the delicious tastes blind Sevika for a few moments. So much so that she completely misses the heated look Mel gives her as she makes her pleasure with the flavor vocal.
“Janna, you weren’t kidding. I could have this for dessert every day.” Sevika groans, taking another sip of wine to experience the dark berry flavors washing over her tongue again.
“I did for a few years. It was a great homesickness remedy for a while. But that’s beside the point. The true goal of these meetings is for you to have so many opportunities for Zaun that you’ll need to have me on retainer at all times.” Mel jokes, earning a surprised chuckle from Sevika.
“So you like slumming with the council's underdog, huh?” Sevika rumbles with a smirk.
“I like spending time with the protector of Zaun, a woman who fights tirelessly for the liberation and respect of her community. I happen to think she’s quite interesting.” Mel comes back softly, gazing down into the nearly empty glass in her hands.
She speaks as if she’s confessing for the first time why she makes time for Sevika in such a capacity. But Sevika isn’t sure how to respond. She's nearly 50 years old, and she still struggles to express her emotions to this woman.
Vulnerability is not her strong suit. The thought of vocalizing the feelings swirling behind her sternum makes her nauseous. But maybe a few more glasses of this wine might give her the courage.
Before long, the work is abandoned, and the women are just enjoying wine and snacks that Mel ordered on a whim.
They get along well. Better than Sevika expects. Mel is witty, funny, and at times shy in a way that surprises her. She was such a socialite, but in the quiet comfort of this apartment, she is so soft. At times, she looks up at Sevika with such vulnerability and softness that the woman regrets coming. Because there is no way that someone like her could handle Mel with care. She was a disaster waiting to happen. Mel deserves better.
When they finish the bottle, another is quickly opened. By this point, they both have let go of the false pretense of work. They made it through a few proposals halfheartedly, but now they are simply trading stories and anecdotes back and forth.
Mel shares the first time she sparred with her Mother, and how quickly the ruthless general withdrew said training when Mel so much as teared up. Sevika shares the story of her first heist and how she'd managed to upset a Piltover storefront's guard dog. The damn thing chased her nearly a mile. Each story brings them one step closer to understanding one another, and the curiosity only grows.
They transfer from the study into the plush living room after the first glass of the second bottle. The sun is just setting below the horizon, casting the most beautiful hues of reds, oranges, and purples across the sky. The wide windows of Mel’s apartment give the perfect view.
It serves as the perfect background to Mel’s unraveling beauty.
Throughout the evening, she’s been progressively letting go of hair adornments, jewelry, and extra clothing layers. She makes no big fuss of it; she simply takes off the accessory and places it on a nearby surface. Almost as if she does not realize the show of trust. All the unnecessary bits of her armor fall away with every story shared, leaving her bare braids falling down the soft material of her dark dress.
The trails of gold tattoos that Sevika wants to caress are out in the open—Janna, it’s been a while since she had a drink. She cut back after a few too many spirals post-war. A few too many glimpses of blue hair and big gold eyes. It’s catching up to her fast.
A low thrum of want curls in her chest the longer she watches Mel, but there is no way this could work. Sevika is not worthy of her. She is an undercity ogre whose only means of communication is violence. She could never be what Mel needed, what she deserved.
Surges of panic bubble up in her chest, choking her and almost sending the wine back up. She can't do it. The words tumble from Sevika’s mouth before she can stop them.
“We shouldn’t do this anymore.”
The mood is broken immediately. Regret and guilt fill her as she watches Mel wilt. The woman visibly swallows down the burgeoning embarrassment and bites her lip as she takes in Sevika’s words. She looks like a wet kitten. Deflated and unsure, fuck she should have taken a second to think before blurting out the first thing on her mind.
“I’m sorry, I—I have overstepped. I apologize. You are free to leave at any time, and if you’re concerned about your sobriety, I’ll have El—I’ll have a car called for you.” The other woman rambles, tears slowly filling her eyes as she spirals. Sevika can see it behind her hazel eyes, and she’s quick to reach over and comfort her. She grasps Mel’s hands in her own, in a tight grip, and looks down at her.
“You didn’t do anything wrong, I just…I panicked for a second and said the first thing that came to my mind. I just meant that…I’m starting to develop unprofessional feelings for you. I know this wine is not helping, but I don’t want to run the risk of making you uncomfortable or——
“—Sevika,” Mel gently interrupts. “You do realize that you are perfectly capable of completing these proposals and passing new aid on your own, right? You were the right hand of Zaun’s most notorious Chembaron—you were practically a Councilor yourself, though with a different ruleset. I’ve inserted myself because I’ve found such peace in our time together…and I have been feeling rather unprofessional things myself.” She confesses quietly, every word carefully placed as if ensuring her message is received.
And it is, though Sevika can’t believe this is truly happening. “You….you aren’t just saying that, are you? You don’t have to let me down easy, I—
Mel interrupts with a roll of her eyes and a graceful lean forward to press her lips to Sevika’s. It is an innocent peck full of promise. Her soft, wine-stained lips still taste of chocolate and her lipstick's underlying sweetness.
“I have wanted to kiss you for months. I felt so guilty…holding so much grief, needing to focus on so much responsibility...and still wanting to be close to you. Still wanting to hold you.” Mel confesses in a haunted whisper that Sevika soothes with another kiss. This one is slightly longer, the heat of their growing desire beginning to spring forth.
“I've been trying to pour myself into this work day in and day out to help Zaun. I felt guilty, wanting to be near you all the time and still needing to be an advocate for so many... But I'm realizing it's like you said. We’ve been working hard, and we deserve a reward. The warmth and awe I feel when you come near me feels like something we should indulge in… something we should explore.” Sevika confesses softly, giving in to the urge to get closer by pressing her hand to Mel’s face. Holding the golden goddess of a woman in her hands and cherishing every second.
Mel melts into her touch, her eyes going soft. “I want to…But I need you to know that despite the impending trip, I want this to last. I don’t want this to be one time…” She confesses, and relief floods Sevika as her words.
“Good. I don’t think I’ll be able to let you go after this…I’ll follow you to the ends of the earth if I have to.” Sevika promises, some cracked part of herself falling into place the moment Mel’s composure breaks.
She climbs into Sevika’s lap, full of hunger and desperation. Kisses grow hungrier, more passionate by the second. They move together in an easy rhythm, one that they fall into with no hesitation. But Mel's hips roll in search of friction in the most distracting way.
Sevika soothes her, moving her hand up and down her back, feeling the warmth of her skin. Mel practically squirms under her touch, her kiss becomes more frantic as arousal begins to take over. The slight grinding into Sevika’s abs sends the woman into a tailspin.
But in the midst of their kiss Mel pulls away briefly. A yawn forces its way out of her, and its so adorable Sevika in her tipsy state wants to coo. She wants to, but refuses.
"I apologize, I forgot the drowsiness that hits after a few glasses of this wine, I still want to--
"--I can make you scream in the morning, princess. I'm feeling a bit sleepy myself." Sevika confesses, grey eyes drooping as she fights sleep.
"A side effect of your age I imagine." Mel teases quietly, letting out a delighted laugh when Sevika wrestles her back onto the couch in retaliation.
"You're the dainty little thing who yawns after a few glasses of wine. Get your pretty ass up and show me where the bedroom is. Big Mama needs a nap."
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Day 25 of learning how to do digital art:
Melvika Week: Day 1 — Kisses
Before mel leaves for noxus, she gives sevika a long tender kiss as her goodbye.
It's melvika week on Twitter! So, here is my day 1 submission!
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ITS MELVIKA WEEK BABY!! the prompt is kisses!
@melvikaweek2025
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hi! i'm nini ~ 23 ~ they/them ~ black ~ lesbian
✦ lover of all things Mel, Sevika, and Ambessa related. this side blog is a little place to write for and discuss these characters I cannot stop thinking about.
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got a couple pieces planned for v-day but had to share this wip early 💘
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melvika scribbles i got carried away w/… perhaps a lil comic one day
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have Mel in her twenties! very roughly inspired by a rococo painting I saw a while back

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