#arcane sevika smut

[moodywyrm]

Jumping on here with the smutty Sevika idea I got upon seeing your post- my mind never rests- I feel she’d be a scoundrel in bed, making you choose the size of the toy she claims she’d fuck you with but then grabs the complete opposite. Like if your pick is a sizable, she’d secretly fix on the smallest one in the group & so on. Watches amusingly your lil expressions as you cluelessly do all the dumb things you would if it were the size you’d actually chosen banging into you but you only realize it too late,, by then she’d have had her full laugh,, 

No pressure btw & have a better rest of your day~ (´•ω•｀)♡

hi hello I love you and your writing and your little posts abt Sevika bc they're always So Correct.

this ask has been haunting me all day because it's so sevika. I don't think she would ever go larger than you could handle, but I can 100% see her teasing you by going Smaller. like you just fucking need her to fuck you with one of her bigger straps, a dark purple, girthy seven inch silicone cock. and instead she pulls out a thinner five inch strap in the same color.

she has you face down on the bed, your ass and cunt on display for her, your hands hugging a black satin pillow to your chest for emotional support. you're expecting – craving– a deep stretch, so when she starts to push in your whine. at first it's good, but as she gets deeper and deeper it goes from pleasure to confusion.

"What's wrong, doll? Not big enough for you?" Sevika teases, knowing full well she picked one that's too small. Her thrusts are rough, but it's not the same and you can feel tears welling up as you whine.

"Nngh, too fucking small, do we– ah– have a bigger one?" You cry, trying to fuck back onto Sevika for any added stimulation. You can hear her laughing behind you, her human hand wrapping around to play with your clit.

Sevika knows she'll give you what you want, but she wants to extend this. She wants you desperate, dripping, whining, crying for her cock. "No baby, this is the one you wanted, yeah? Looks like my little slut needs me to buy a bigger one, eight inches maybe? That sound big enough?"

You just whine, fucking yourself on what you think, but can't fucking believe, is seven thick inches. The tears are coming now, accompanied by the sweet whines of Sevika's name, one hand reaching back for her, begging her to fuck you like you need it. It's torturous, and you're not in the mindset to realize that Sevika's fucking with you.

So when she slows down and pulls out, you're whining, sitting yourself up and look at Sevika. You're upset, clearly, pouting and teary and needy. It isn't until you look down that you realize what happened, and you're suddenly less sad and more Pissed. Sevika, in the following events, realizes she likes you kind of pissed and horny.

You turn around, grabbing the correct dick off the bedside table, pushing it at Sevika so she can switch it out. You help her redo the harness, smacking her hand away when she tries to grab your waist.

"You don't get to touch me, asshole." You growl, shoving her back against the headboard. Sevika's eyes goes wide, feeling herself throb at the assertiveness you're displaying.

You straddle her, lining your cunt up with her cock and sinking down. The stretch is delicious, and you're practically shaking with you good it feels. "Fu- fuck, 's so good."

Sevika watches as you shakily pull yourself up, slamming down onto her cock and pushing the base of the harness against her needy clit. She grunts, reaching for your waist to help you out. Imagine her surprise when you smack her hands, grabbing them at the wrists and pushing them down against her tummy.

"I said – fuck– you don't get to touch me," You grumble, using your grip on her hands as leverage to bounce on her cock, finally taking your pleasure.

The sound of you fucking yourself on her is loud, all sloppy smacks coming from the sound of your thighs hitting hers. Sevika can feel how wet you are, from the amount of slick dripping down onto her thighs. When she looks down, she whines as the string of slick forming every time you bounce on her.

She wants nothing more than to grab your hips and guide you up and down, but she respects your wishes. Realistically, she could break out of your hold in a heartbeat, no doubt. But Sevika can't deny, there's something so incredibly attractive about you holding her down, taking everything you need from her without reservation. And if she can't touch you, at least she can talk to you. And talk she does.

"That's it, that feel good? Pretty girl just needed a bigger cock in her needy cunt, huh? The small shit doesn't do anything for you, does it? I've spoiled you baby, got you so used to a nice thick cock," She murmurs, staring at you with hooded eyes.

Her words make your head spin, your pussy clenching around her strap as you falter. It's all you can do to nod, giving her a pathetic little "uh huh" before sitting down completely and grinding on her.

"Aww, my pretty girl's fucking tired ain't she? If you just let me go, I could help you," Sevika whispers, pressing a kiss against your forehead from where you're slumped against her. "Could play with that pretty clit and push you over, or hold you up and fuck you on this cock, just how you deserve. That sound good?"

And fucking christ, it sounds so good. You want her so bad, you barely even remember why you were so angry.

The second you move your hands off of hers, she's on you. Her human hand is toying at your clit, her mechanical arm wrapping around your waist and holding you up. Sevika starts pistoning her hips up into you, the mushroom tip of her cock punching against that gushy little patch of nerves that sends you careening, wailing and grabbing at Sevika's back.

It's all so much so fast, you barely have time to stumble out a weak " 'm cumming, fuck," before you're convulsing on Sevika's strap. Your orgasm rides through you, lighting every nerve ending on fire as you shake and scratch at her. You're drooling into her neck, the lazy hickey you were making left forgotten as your orgasm emptied your brain out until all you could think of was Sevika. She fucks you through it, whispering dirty praises as you leak down her cock, onto her thighs.

"That's it, cum for me baby. Ya look so fucking good for me, all fucked out and pretty," She growls, easing her thrusts as you come down. She never pulls out, just sets you down on her cock as you try to even out your breathing.

You think she's gonna let you rest, maybe end it here, until Sevika wraps you up in her arms and lays you down on your back, keeping her cock buried in your sloppy pussy. She places one gentle kiss on your forehead before pulling out to the tip and pushing back in, slowly building up into deep, rough thrusts.

"You didn't think we were done, did you? You still have a few orgasms in you, so lay back, doll. Let me take care of this pussy."

[ffiahh]

sevika is a girl dad

[nyctophiliq]

✮ — GIVING SEVIKA A BLOWJOB ; sevika

minors dni; afab reader. nsfw ! — lowercase writing intended, g!p sevika, bottom-ish sevika, blowjob, sevika receiving, cum play (?)

wc; 899

moss' notes; dunno, don’t care, don’t ask, just please enjoy :D 

there hasn’t been a night that sevika didn’t need to spend outside after silco’s death, cleaning up whatever mess that was storming through now her streets. you knew she was anxious, that she was on edge every time she got home, kicking off her combat boots and emptying more than a box of cigarettes while leaning out on the bedroom’s window. 

how could you just watch her all these times, do nothing just look at her and wonder what could you do for her to make her feel better? it was so obvious, it just took a little sweet talk, a pair of well-placed hands, and kisses on sevika’s neck to get her to comply with you. her attention only on you now, following you like a lost puppy without protesting, wanting to kiss you, turning the whole situation into a playful pecking competition. you chuckled at her, letting her do it before gaining leverage over her and plastering her face with kisses. your hands clamped around her cheeks to keep her in her place, sevika had a really ticklish skin close to her ear and you made sure to bother it.

but suddenly the mood changed from out of nowhere, the room suddenly feeling hotter than it initially felt as the two of you shared a long stare. the playful exchange of sort of meaningless pecks quickly changed into heated kisses then the two of you were making out like horny teenagers, tumbling over almost anything that was on the ground in the bedroom before the backs of her legs hit the bed and she fall onto the mattress.

“can i?” you asked after falling on your knees between sevika’s legs, your eyes pointing at the forming tent in her pants. she gave you a hurried nod with a couple of hastily muttered armies of ‘yes’ before you even slip your fingers past her waistline. you lean forward, pushing her shirt up the slightest, plastering kisses on the underside of her belly as you slowly pull her pants down, helping her step out of them and discard them somewhere behind you. but you couldn’t do the same with her boxers, impatiently hooking your fingers into the elastic waistband and tugging it down just enough for her cock to spring free out of its confines and stand tall in front of your eyes.

you let your hand wrap tightly around her erected cock, sevika’s eyelids growing heavy at the sight with an additional sheer of lust hazing over them. you decided to not waste any more time, opening your mouth to place her right on top of your tongue before carefully sliding her in. you softly moaned around her girth while graciously suckling everything she was giving you. there was something about watching her cock slide past your plump lips, releasing a soft noise upon feeling you tighten your mouth on her girth. she thickly swallowed, her breath slowing down from the increased pace you were going for now, feeling her pre cum slowly making its way into your throat.

sevika’s eye fixed on you, on the way your cheeks were hollowing whenever you would have her completely sheathed in you, not to mention how your eyes were closed in concentration, ever so often humming around her cock which elicited multiple shockwaves that went all the way to her toes.

“f-fuck…” sevika whines, chewing down on her cheeks as she leaned a bit forward, making it possible for her to thrust her hips a bit up. your hands were running carefully up and down her thighs, feeling the muscles shiver with delight as you pulled your head up until only sevika’s tip resided inside your mouth. one of your hands stops the delicate caressing of the inner of her thigh, taking a palace on her shaft, lightly squeezing around her girth, and adding circular movements with your thumb.

“y/n… c-come on now.” she sighs, her arm reaching behind her to keep herself up while the other lands to cover her eyes as her head tilts to the side, the tip of her ears fainting a blushed tone. taking a glance through the small space between her arm and eye she notices as you open your eyes, looking up at her through your lashes, blinking a few times, innocently so before pushing your head as far down her cock as you could, gagging when her tip was ticking the back of your throat.

sevika closed her eyes again before her lower lip trembled, her erect cock feeling every lick of your tongue while you were gracefully fondling her balls with your warm hands. she was so close, practically tasting her climax, the sudden rush of adrenaline dancing through her veins as a familiar feeling of warmth caught her body in surprise, the extreme sensitivity holding onto her as she finally released herself into your mouth, her cum gushing past your lips and running down her balls before you pulled yourself off her, rubbing the mess away with the back of your hand. in the drunken haze of her high, reaching over to hold one of your hands before her gaze fell to your mouth which was still filled with her seed. once she witnessed you swallow it all, fuck, she was about to come just yet again from the sheer amount of lewdness surrounding the air.

“feel good, ‘vika?”

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[visweetiepie]

pussydrunk!vi who takes eating it for her own pleasure to another fucking level.

pussydrunk!vi who follows your hips no matter where you try to run to, gripping them so hard that trails of crimson start to trickle down your brown skin.

pussydrunk!vi who’s latch on your clit is like a vacuum, keeping the tiny bud in her mouth for as long as she pleases.

pussydrunk!vi who ignores your cries for help, who disregards your pleas for her to stop as you’re forced into your 6th orgasm of the night, each one more mind-breaking than the last.

pussydrunk!vi who stuffs your aching cunt full with 3 of her fingers, thick and drenched in your arousal as she pumped them in and out and in and out and-

pussydrunk!vi who smiles to herself when you start to sob, tears flowing down your cheeks in rivers as you begin to hyperventilate, your cute little “ah ah ah” turning into strained screams.

pussydrunk!vi who would rather give you a damn concussion than separate herself from your pussy, slamming you back into the headboard every single time you attempted to get up.

pussydrunk!vi who is ridiculously strong, manhandling you into whatever position she saw fit.

pussydrunk!vi who is absolutely disgusting. your cum is everywhere. in her hair, dripping off her chin, on her lashes, even up her damn nose. marking her, claiming her, owning her.

pussydrunk!vi who has the stamina of an ox on steroids. evident by the fact that she hasn’t popped her head up for air even once since she first spread your legs, and you're currently 2 ½ hours in of being absolutely abused.

pussydrunk!vi who yes, eats it until you inevitably pass out. but god, what a delicious way to go. death by getting your pussy ate, death by being loved so hard by your girlfriend that it eventually killed you. what love, what bliss.

pussydrunk!vi who finally, finally stops at the 3 hour mark, immediately covering your face in soft kisses before caring you to your shared bathroom, placing you on the edge of the sink where a glass of water and tylenol were already present and waiting, getting the bath all set up for you and pulling out the sore muscle cream from the closet.

pussydrunk!vi who swears that it isn’t going to happen again, that next time, she’ll be gentler with you, softer. but as you slumped against her in the bathtub, legs casually spreading under the warm water as you trailed her hand back to where you wanted her, she knew that the cycle was going to repeat all over again.

god, she loved her girlfriend. and even more than that, she loved her girlfriend’s pussy.

[k3n-dyll]

Warnings...18+, wlw, not proofread, dom!Sevika, dom!Ambessa, rough sex, porn with zero plot, oral (r!receving), strap usage, strap sucking/face fucking, spit, squirting, spit roasting Word Count: 898

Notes ☆ this is just a sleepy, disgustingly horny, rant, man. Like, more so than usual.

Sevika practically holds you down with her body, mech arm caught tight around your torso as her flesh palm paws and squeezes at your tits, her lips pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses to your neck and shoulder. She's enjoying the view more than she'd ever admit out loud, silver eyes fixated on the other woman that's had her head snug between your legs for what at this point feels like fucking hours. Neither of you can seem to take your eyes off of the way Ambessa's scarred back and broad shoulders move as she forces you to keep still for her, the same large hands that so gently caress your face and hold you close any other time now locked in a vice grip against your thighs, sure to leave bruises against the soft skin.

The noises coming from her sucking and lapping at your cunt are bordering on obnoxious, the amount of time you've been pushed over the edge with her mouth alone having landed you sitting in a wet spot of a collection of your own squirt and her saliva. The overstimulation has reduced you into a babbling, trembling little mess, and yet neither of them have had their fill yet.

"I c-can't, I can't..." You slur, both women letting out amused huffs of laughter at your pathetic attempt to speak. Dumbly, you think that Ambessa pulling away and Sevika's grip on your body loosening means that you finally get a little bit of a break, your sigh of relief getting cut short by Sevika's voice as she whispers into your ear.

"You're not done, doll. Hands and knees." Her coaxing is gentle, her hands keeping you steady as you switch positions with the elegance of a newborn calf. It'd be humiliating if your brain hadn't been rendered so useless, eyes half-lidded as you watch Ambessa's tear-blurred form tower over you, a hand coming to grip your chin.

"Such a pretty thing you are. You've got a little more in you, don't you angel?" Ambessa's sultry tone fills your ears, a dopey grin crossing your features at the praise as you give an equally lazy nod. Gently, she presses the red silicone hanging from her hips against your mouth, seeking permission for entrance. "Good, girl. Open that pretty mouth for me"

Your jaw slacks almost immediately, a low hum of approval escaping the woman in front of you, her murmured praises and the feeling of her hand gently palming the back of your head distracting you from the girth stuffing your jaws. Distracting you from what's happening behind you as well.

You get little warning - the bed slightly sinking in from behind and the cool touch of a metal hand against the plush of your hip before you start to feel Sevika pushing her own strap inside of you. A choked yelp of surprise escaping you at the feeling, your body tensing up.

"Uh-uh, relax... that's it, just breathe baby.." Sevika purrs, leaning down and peppering wet kisses along the arch of your back to ease your tension, though she doesnt stop her advances, each shallow pump of her hips stretching you further.

They give you grace, letting you adjust, kissing and marking you as you settle around them but the gentle front doesn't last long. Sevika can't stop herself from slamming into you from behind, admiring the way your ass jiggles with each hard thrust, her own pussy dripping against the harness at the sight of the white ring forming at the base of her cock.

Each thrust from behind forces Ambessa's strap down your throat, every gag forced from you sending strings of saliva pooling from behind your lips and onto your chin, your neck, the bed...

"You're such a fucking mess, look at that.." Ambessa chuckles as she watches you struggle to take her in your mouth, enjoying how eager you are to please, even if it turns you into well...this. She rewards your eagerness by pulling out of your mouth, barely letting you get down a few much-needed gulps of air before she's shifted the harness down off of her hips, instead shoving your face flush between her thighs, letting you taste her.

Your breathlessness doesn't stop you from lapping at her like a woman starved, fingers curling into the sheets as you do your best to focus on the task at hand without succumbing to the intensity of Sevika's sloppy pounding from behind. Their grunts and overlapping praises drown out all thought, your body covered in a thin layer of sweat, shaking and twitching as you're split between the two. The only warning you're able to give before your climax ultimately rips through your body is a couple of muffled, loud whines.

Your head falls from Ambessa's grip, the woman letting you breathe as you cum, Sevika's hips just barely slowing as you finally let go, too enthralled in the way you squirt around her, the liquid wetting both your and her lower halves.

"Gonna have so much to clean up when we're finished with this one - fuck" Sevika boasts, letting her human palm land on your ass with a thwack. Ambessa just chuckles, her palm lightly patting the side of your face to keep you grounded in reality.

"You'll get to rest that pretty head in a little while, angel..." She coos. "But we're not quite done yet..."

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[elliezlils11utt]

sevika’s nose look so rideable omg I js wanna grind on it. ☹️

pairings: sevika x f!reader

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I can js see sevika after coming home from a long day and all she wants to do it eat her girl out. she’ll walk through the door and js tell u to ‘ride her’. ofc you go to pull out the strap and she coos to you ‘no, no, no, baby, my face.’ she’d be laying on the bed as you climb on top of her face. your thighs trapping her head. you shimmy yourself over her mouth, hovering over her eager lips. her hands guide your hips onto her tongue. her mechanical hand leaving a cool touch on your waist. you wince at her cold feeling. you begin to grind into her face. her tongue pulling in and out of you. you find yourself rocking your body onto her face, fucking urself onto her. her nose bumps your clit as you grind onto her face.

‘fuck. ur- ur nose. Sevika. mhph~ ’ your slick runs down her lips, wetness leaking all over her. you let out little whimpers feeling her grunt into your cunt. her hands slide from your waist up to your chest, her digits playing with your nipples while your body made its way farther up her face. you subconsciously started grinding onto her nose. ‘mhhph- commnn sweet-hmph..heart~’ her words sending shivers up your body. feeling your high approaching quickly you grab the headboard in front of you. holding onto it as your body starts spazzing out. your stomach ties itself into knots. your thighs trapping her head, your clit rubs against the cartilage of her nose. the curve driving you crazy. one of ur arms holds onto her hands that were playing with your boobs. you grind faster while you cum. the bed frame creaking at your rapid pace. your hot cum slides over the bottom half of her face. your whines and moans fill the room full. your fucked out whimpering slowing down as does your pace. her hands roam your body. sliding over your curves as you fall back onto her. your body giving up after the best fucking orgasm in your life.

A/n: sevikas nose is so cute i wanna kiss the tip of it then ride it into the sunset !😖🤗

[teastyun]

༺ paid undone

arcane sevika x female reader (nsfw)

working as an owner of a mechanics shop at day and prostitute at night at Zaun's most famous brothel, you expect a quiet night shift after a hard day of work. your expectations go avail and you miserably fail at keeping your identity hidden from Sevika, who has just earlier visited you at your shop that day.

a/n: instead of listening to my lecture on English diachronic history I wrote this in my notes app and dear god pls let me ride her until my legs fall off

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putting your makeup pouch back into your personal small closet, you wonder who's today's clients will be. on your way to work, you've noticed how empty and calm the streets are recently. no fights, no big groups lingering in each corner eyeing anyone that's passing by, only a few drunkards at their usual shit.

words were spread about an ex-prison mate duelling her way through the ring in the center of Zaun after a fatal crisis in the upper world. interestingly enough, the brothel's business wasn't booming since her entry in Zaun, equalling a calm shift for you. lucky for you, you're paid per hour instead of per client, so you expect a good rest after your long shift at your mechanics shop.

as your usual routine, you put your mask on and wrap a robe around your lightly clothed body, before you take a quick trip to visit the madam and owner of the brothel.

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ

entering the long dark hallway, you keep your head low and walk steady towards the madam's room.

on your way you pass several rooms with slightly open doors, revealing the sounds of huffing, moaning, but also laughing. despite the empty streets, the brothel seems to be lively today, nonetheless.

you take a deep breath and close your eyes, as your fingers touched the doorknob of the room. your boss is a lovely old lady, but sometimes intimidates the shit out of you, despite the years you've already worked at her institution.

"there you are, y/n." she looks up from her papers with a cigarette in between her long wrinkled fingers decorated with heavy rings and long painted nails. you are one of her longest and most reliable workers, and she makes sure to treat you accordingly.

"s'bit a teeny quiet, ain't it?" she looks up at you with her long, cat eye-ish lashes and heavy purple eyeshadow accentuating her wrinkles around them. in response you lightly nod, not sure why she's suddenly talking about anything but your upcoming client.

you look at her as you wait for her to continue.

her fingernails tap like a melody against her cigarette trinklet, making you nervous with each taping sound.

"m'love, i've got a rather... special client waiting for you today. are you aware of Silco's... mates?"

while deep in your thoughts you first nod, but quickly shake your head after.

earlier, you've seen a slender girl with long blue braids at your shop, a tall and intimidatingly buff woman with a heavy red cloak covering half her body, following her close behind without exchanging a single word with either the girl, nor you. but, where they really from Silco?

the madam watches every single move of yours. her head tilts mischievously at your response. "very well. tonight, i assigned a special lady of Silco's to you. she's waiting for you in room xii."

your already tense nerves aren't pleased to hear about today's responsibility you're taking, but you silently thank her by lightly bowing your torso before you make your way to the assigned room.

her voice stops you as you open the heavily decorated door. "and y/n, make sure to please her with every single pretty ounce of yours."

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ

you were already fucked before you even entered the room.

you expected a calm, restful shift with easy clients. instead, you have one of the most powerful and influential people of Zaun in your rooms, waiting for you to finally enter.

not looking up as you close the door behind you, you take off your robe while trying to maintain your breathing. as it falls to the floor, you take a quick glance at her.

there she is, the same woman you were eyeing up and down today at the mechanics shop. will she recognise you?

hoping that won't be the case in sake of your privacy and reputation, you slowly walk to the backless stool in front of her as you take a seat.

on your way, you carefully observe her. she even has the same clothes on as earlier. the grey and red tones in her clothing accentuate her toned body underneath. looking closely, she even seems to be hiding something underneath her mysterious cloak.

without further thought, you greet her by bowing your head lightly in respect, waiting for her to make the next move.

you notice her shifting in her seat, as she leans towards you while resting her free arm on her knee.

confused by her behaviour, you look up and notice her brown eyes piercing yours. she is incredibly intimidating and you can't help the furrow that sneaks between your eyebrows in confusion beneath your mask. you've never had a client look at you for minutes without a single sound nor move.

normally, your client has a certain thought wanting to be practiced with you as soon as possible, since time is money, especially in this brothel, where clients pay per minute. Zaun isn't necessarily known for its strong economy, so clients sometimes visit on the occasion for only a handful of minutes before they need leave.

but this, this was different. her piercing eyes where warm, but somehow so cold at the same time as she slowly eyes your appearance.

you're wearing a beautiful set of lingerie in your best colours with white lace accentuating your finest features. elegant body chains and dangling jewelry make sounds as you move your body. unlike your other lingerie sets, this one is extremely revealing around your chest, showing no fabric on the front of your breasts and leaving them on full display to see. your bottoms is attached to your stockings matching your set with clips on the front and back of each thigh.

her eyes stopped at the sight of your thighs pressing against the band of your stockings before continuing down your legs. as they move back up, you try accentuate your breasts by taking a deep breath, while looking at her through your mask with expecting eyes.

a smirk appears on her lips. "are you nervous?"

her rough voice creates goosebumps on your skin, but the question agitates you. why would the first thing she says to you be such assumption?

you tilt your head in response, not sure of how to react to such thing. she is still only a few centimetres away from you, making the distance between you incredibly tense.

she copies the tilt in your head and looks deeply into your eyes, searching for something specific in them.

"I'm Sevika," she whispers a mere distance away from you as she holds out her hand.

you take another deep breath and touch her hand in a handshake, making the situation feel so ridiculous. what was she trying to get out of you?

her hand feels incredibly big. and fuck, you wish you could feel that rough skin between your folds. just the mere thought made you clench around nothing as your cunt is soaking in your lingerie. before your thoughts could continue, you slipped your hand back. your eyes never left hers.

she leans back and rests against the cushions behind her, as she eyes you once more. this time, her eyes won't leave your chest.

your nipples are perky from the cool air in the room despite the lack of ventilation. or maybe you really are nervous?

"you're not much of a talker huh?" she continues, "show me yourself."

you reach back to unclasp your bra, but she stops you, "no, show me what you usually do here."

her eyes roam the heavily decorated room and your thoughts are spiralling. at her request, you stand up and receive a box of toys each room has available on the side of the lounging area.

in it, you look for a dildo and bottle of lube. what were you doing with most of your clients? this woman made you ask yourself questions you've never considered being asked.

all of your clients are normally males, which are in heavy need of a relief by pushing their dicks into your hole and calling it a day. you didn't mind, since it's the routine of your income at the end of the day.

but right here and now, you were supposed to fuck yourself with a dildo in front of this woman, who watches every single move of yours with piercing eyes. and fuck, you felt small.

leaning back on your stool, you fully removed your soaking thong, hoping she wouldn't notice your wetness literally stringing to your cunt as you remove it.

to your disadvantage, she notices everything. her eyes follow the soaked thong falling to the ground, before they move up to look into your eyes again. fuck, this feels so much more intimate than any sex you've ever had and you continue dripping from your cunt at her dark gaze.

you spread your legs apart, hoping to drag her gaze down there. your eyes finally break the eye contact and follow the movement of your hands as you squirt some lubricant on the side of the dildo. it is veiny and big, a difference to the ones of your average clients.

with one arm resting on another stool behind you, you glide the sides of the dildo through your folds, making your chest jump at the feeling of the cold lube. you spread the lubricant across the dildo by dragging and shifting it through your folds, bumping your sensitive clit.

you look back into her eyes, questioning if you should really do this by hesitating with your next move.

she finally looks down at your dripping pussy coated with lubricant. on cue, you push the dildo completely aside in one go.

you want to see her reaction, but a moan escapes your lips as you try to stay quiet. this woman was onto something, but there's no way she can identify you from earlier.

nervous to look at her, you drag your eyes back to hers while slowly fucking yourself with the dildo. she seems to become restless, too.

it was her turn to look at you with furrowed brows as you began to fuck yourself harder, while trying to maintain your breath as you're biting your lower lip in pleasure.

fucking yourself faster and harder, trying to chase the warmth in your lower belly without success, you throw your head back hoping not a single sound escapes your lips.

your arm begins to hurt and you can feel the sweat building up on your forehead and cheekbones from exhaustion.

fuck, you really are about to sob. you look so pathetic trying to chase your own high while failing miserably, knowing acting one out won't go through with her.

"you can't come, beautiful?" she asks teasingly and grins at your miserable state. upset with her comment you look at her and you finally see it.

"here," she tells you, petting her lap her one hand, where she somehow managed to attach a harness on when you were in your own element.

you stopped your movements immediately and slipped the dildo out without any thought, wincing at the uncomfortable feeling inside of you before attaching it to her harness and climbing into her lap.

as you attach it through her harness, your thighs rest on her firm lap. and god, this woman was incredibly handsome. her strong facial features look even sharper with her heavy dark eyes piercing yours.

you really weren't sure what she was getting out of this. any other client would've been already chasing their orgasm inside you. Sevika hasn't touched you once. she hasn't even taken off any of her clothing yet.

as the wet dildo rests against your folds, you eye her cloak. before realising her bionic arm, she already has it moved to press a cold hand on your back to push you closer. she looks up for a reaction, but you grasp her shoulders to steady yourself without a sound.

her bionic arm cups your ass, making you gasp at the cold feeling on your skin, and her other hand pushes the dildo easily into you again, making your head throw back in pleasure of feeling full again in her presence.

adjusting once again at the feeling of being full, you look at her with heavy eyelids.

"can i touch you?" she asks quietly, her eyes never leaving yours.

you nod and push your chest towards her face as a cue. she grins at your boldness and presses a wet kiss on your breast, as her hand grips your hips, making them roll against her strap. her mouth sucks and bites your skin around your nipples, occasionally licking your perky nipple, making you see stars behind that mask.

as she sucks harder and harder, you beginn to slowly grind into her. your job has never felt this intimate with any client before.

her bionic arm holds you steady against her as her hips grind to meet yours. your breath was incredibly unsteady, trying to deal with the pleasure that builds up inside your core. her mouth travelled up to your exposed ear, nibbling at your dangling piercings and licking your earlobe. "you're in control, beautiful. do whatever you like," she whispers.

you stop in your tracks to look at her almost in shock. spiralling in your head, you don't know what to do. did you ever have control over your clients? trembling, you reached for a vibrator and pressed it into her hand.

"hold this against my clit as i ride you," you tell her quietly. hearing your voice, a smile sneaks onto her lips. "gladly," she responds and turns it on.

she kisses your breast before pressing the vibrator softly against your clit. you loudly moan from the sudden stimulation, beginning to ride her strap like there's no tomorrow. she sucks and bites your nipple, making you see more stars than before. your sighs and gasps turn into moans, not caring about hiding your voice from her anymore.

the dildo presses perfectly against your sweet spot inside of you as the vibrator teases your clit and you can't get enough of it. fuck, you're becoming greedy of this woman. you've never achieved such pleasure inside of you with anyone nor alone.

feeling your the warmth slowly building up in your lower belly, you whisper breathlessly "i-i'm close, Sevika," through your mask, not sure if she could even decipher your words. she reacts by biting down on your skin and cupping your ass with her bionic hand, almost making you scream as you grind restlessly on her strap as the vibrator bumps your wet clit.

and there it is, the sudden white spots clouding your vision as come hard on her strap. you reach for her hand to turn of the vibrator, scared of overstimulating yourself after coming for the first time in such a long time.

too blissed out from the feeling, your head falls onto her shoulder and she presses a soft kiss on on your neck.

"you did great, beautiful," she tells you and you feel her warm breath against your damp skin.

your mask shifts and the realisation hits you.

you slip it back into its place, slip off her strap with a wince and stumble back onto the stool, trying to compose yourself.

Sevika detaches the strap and there you see the bionic arm for the first time. it looked heavy with its several mechanics surrounding it, but then you notice the shimmer going through it like veins. fuck, did you almost get fucked with fucking shimmer inside of it?

she stands up and rearranges her clothing, seeming to take a leave as she hands you a stack of cash from her pouch.

"what about you?" you ask confused. she says nothing but presses the cash into your hand.

"madam won't allow me to take it," you say, looking up at her from the cash in your hands.

her hand softly cups your cheek and strokes your cheekbone with her thumb. "invest it in your shop, beautiful."

stunned by her comment, you sit there completely moveless.

she presses the doorknob as she is about to leave, but she stops mid-tracks before finally leaving the room.

"good to see you again."

masterlist ; pt. 2

[holyprncess]

twitter links for my girlfriends ˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

warnings.. porn :p

valeria garza (cod) ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀིྀི

number one number two number three number four

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abby anderson (tlou 2) ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀིྀི

number one number two number three (abs the one getting ate me thinks 🤥) number four

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ellie williams (tlou 2) ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀིྀི

number one number two numbers three number four

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sevika (arcane) ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀིྀི

number one number two number three number four

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mizu (bes) ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀིྀི

number one number two number three number four

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𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ bonus !! 𓍢ִ໋🍓͙͛ ๋࣭ .ᐟ₊˚ ・₊✧

caitvi!! ♱

one

my gf marlene!! ♱

one , two

[interneteclipse]

sevika <3

I listened to the brat album the entirety of drawing this and ugh I'll never hate Charlie xcx

[chappellroansdreamgirl]

nsfw sevika headcannons.

author's note - this is really short sorry but hi i'm making a comeback.

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- def into choking. she loves seeing you claw at her arm, loves seeing your eyes get all glassy eyed from how stupid she's making you on her cock.

- she loves marking, seeing bites she littered on your body from the night before gets her all hot and bothered. "who did that to you, bunny?" , she always asks you the next morning, thinking it's so cute how flustered you get.

- she can't get enough of manhandling, especially if you're on the heavier side. it's such an ego boost when she's able to pick you up and throw you around, hauling you into any position she'd like.

- face fucking is a must. she'll make you look at her while she grinds her clit up on your tongue, her juices spreading all over your face. or she'll force you to go all the way on her dick, sevika will swear up and down that she can feel the way throat constricts when she shoves her strap all the way down your throat, relishing in the way you gag, making some of the prettiest sounds she's ever been blessed to hear.

- show!sevika would probably be too afraid to do anything in public for the sake of your safety, but modern!sevika's favorite thing is to fuck you in the most public of places. fingering you on trains, eating you out in a resturant's bathroom stall, sometimes, she loves to use those long distance vibrators whenever you're out alone.

uhhh that's all i have sorry :3

[sevsxo]

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have y’all seen this?

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thank you for coming to my ted talk

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[moodywyrm]

rockstar! sevika

just some thoughts that have been festering in our heads (mine n my wife @pinknightsinmymind) for weeks now, but we only just got around to posting it </3 literally it’s been written since I was still at college 😭 wanna make this very clear: This is the product of both JJ and I’s work, we both wrote this. please send them all the love in the world because she’s my wife and I adore her <3

wc: 2.1k

Starts as a small, hometown band. Think Corroded Coffin from Stranger Things. They got popular because of a cover of Motley Crue’s Sticky Sweet.

Sevika, lead singer and guitarist of the band, Children of Zaun. A band that is super popular among the sapphic community for uhhhh…. no reason.

A huge staple in the band’s ideology is how unapologetically queer they are. Pretty much every member of the band is queer, and all of its songs are inherently sapphic in nature as Sevika is one of the main songwriters. The name itself also serves as a sort of metaphor for acceptance of queerness and a sort of home and found-family of sorts.

You met Sevika about a year after her band started when they were still small at a local show, then ran into her again at a house party that CoZ was playing at. It all unfolded from there.

Always wears black at her shows and is always strapped underneath her pants which are way too tight. Her strap, btw? Girthy as fuck, seven inches, dark red. I’m talking blood red, burgundy, pretty as hell, and covered in veins. It slaps her thigh when she walks. It’s so ridiculously noticeable, especially under her tight leather pants, but she wears it for Every Single Performance.

Her signature eye look is smudged eyeliner on her lid and waterline, along with messy dark eyeshadow of course. Let’s you do her makeup for every show. The only caveat is that you have to sit on her lap to do it while she happens to be packing. She never makes it easy for you.

Another critical part of her stage appearance? Your lipstick. Absolutely needs you to place kisses all over her body, down her neck and chest, between her tits, so that they can be seen with her slutty lil shirts and sports bras. It helps that you wear dark red, nearly black lipstick that shows up so prettily on her skin. Even if she doesn’t wear the rest of her makeup, she always has your lipstick marks. They’re usually combined with dark hickies that you just can’t resist placing all over her body, especially as you get closer and closer to her tits. And, I mean, it’s only fair that she leaves some on you too. Especially with all the cute lil outfits you wear for her shows, she’s gotta leave her mark on you. Loves to cover you in hickies, especially loves leaving one on the swell of your breast, usually peeking out of your low-cut tops <3

Also. Pierced Nipples. She never wears bras unless it’s a flimsy little sports bra, so they’re ALWAYS noticeable through her thin t-shirts. So not only does everyone see her massive strap, but they’re seeing her piercings too. Plus, she loves fun jewelry. Her favorites are a pair that says “bite me.” You obey, of course. She just has pure rockstar sex appeal.

She is the darling of the rock scene, the one every girl wants (and some men). Not only is she insanely talented, and insanely attractive, she’s a fucking catch. It’s basically law at her shows that you respect other concert-goers or she’ll personally jump down off the stage and throw your ass out. And she’s six feet and five inches of pure muscle. She’s done it before, and she’s not afraid to do it again, and all it takes is one threat for people to feel their blood run cold and leave. She has a particular soft spot for protecting any women at her concerts because no way in hell is she gonna let any girl get hurt when she’s in charge. This level of protectiveness has caused her to acquire a considerable amount of … enthusiastic… fans. As a result, her stage is always covered in bras, shirts, love notes, you name it.

The thing is, she doesn’t pay attention to a single one. Kicks them off the stage. The reason why? Why the fuck would she need groupies when she has the most loving, caring, beautiful wife in the world? A beautiful wife who helps her before, during, and after every show. In any way she needs.

One of Sevika’s most cherished pre-show rituals involves taking care of her pretty little wife who just gets so pent up helping her get ready. It usually begins when she has you sat on her lap, smudging out her eyeshadow, but what really gets her going is when you start covering her lipstick prints. They start off so neat and controlled, from her lips to her cheek, down her neck, to her chest. And then they start to get messy. Because Sevika, absolute tease that she is, can’t help but buck her hips up into you, pressing the bulge of her strap against your center. She gives you a quick reprieve, purely to let you reapply your lipstick before she’s grinding you into her in earnest. It always ends with you boneless, laying somewhere in her dressing room after she’s pulled at least two orgasms out of you and completely ruined your lipstick once again. Sometimes she’ll let you rest in the dressing room for the beginning of her set, but she always, Always, takes a souvenir.

That is to say, you have never worn underwear at a single one of her shows because she always takes them. Usually, it’s a bright red lacy piece that you start the night in, but before the show has even started, they end up stuffed into her pocket, dangling out for everyone to see. She actually started doing this in response to the sheer quantity of underwear that was thrown onto the stage. She needed a way to show everyone she was spoken for, since clearly the ring and the lipstick marks weren’t enough. Will even joke about wearing them on her fucking head to get it through their heads. She won’t do that, though, because she’s got an image to maintain, so instead maybe she’ll use them as a hair tie for her signature style. She also has a habit of going out on stage with her fingers glistening and sticky, but that’s neither here nor there.

Once at a show, after being bombarded by a slew of bras and panties at this particular venue, she took a moment after the previous song to address them. “You guys,” she’d say, “what am I supposed to do with all these? Really, I don’t need them. I carry a pair of my wife’s panties with me at all times. Come on now.”

When Sevika’s band starts making it big time, playing bigger and bigger venues, and finally starts playing STADIUMS, she realizes she’s really gotta up her pre-show ritual. It’s gotta be more intense now, something much more special. So instead of just using her regular ol’ strap, she starts using her breeding strap instead. It’s an intimidating thing, the same dark red, but six inches and even girthier, made to stretch you open and fill you up. Doesn’t let up until you’re leaking a mix of synthetic cum and your own juices down your thighs.

Now, the best part that ties the whole pre-show ritual together? When she waltzes on stage with you in tow, bright red panties plainly tucked into her back pocket, as you waddle onto the stage, more than a little sore after she just finished with you. And if she just used the breeding strap on you? You’re doing your best to keep your legs close together to prevent the cum from leaking out of you anymore. She loves showing you off, especially when you make the effort to look so pretty at her shows. Plus, having you on stage, makeup and clothes a mess, cum threatening to drip down your pretty thighs? Finally sends the message to everyone, she’s taken. Like, super fucking taken.

After the show? She’s always ridiculously pumped up, desperate to fuck you. Gives you two orgasms in the dressing room, one with her mouth and one with her strap, and another on the ride back to the hotel. Never fucks you with her strap in the car because she does value your safety, but best believe those fingers are stuffed so deep inside you, coaxing orgasm after orgasm out of you, abusing that gushy little spot that has you leaking into the palm of her hand. Once you reach the hotel? Baby, you’re going to sleep completely boneless and with another four orgasms under your belt, completely naked and covered in marks. Sevika ain’t much better, because you literally cannot resist shoving your face between her thighs when she gets like this, all sweaty and pent up and needy after a show. There’s just something about practically making out with Sevika’s cunt when she’s already fucked you within an inch of your life that feels borderline religious. It’s a form of worship, what you two do in bed.

Despite the reputation Sevika’s band has for incredibly horny songs, it’s so much more than that to her. Many of her songs are written by her and meant to express passion, love, and most of all her devotion to you. Really, everything she writes is for you, and she’ll be damned if you don’t know you’re her muse. Sex just so happens to be one of the ways she shows you she loves you because she aims to please, she needs to worship you.

Will let you sit in her lap while she writes, and she may or may not have you cockwarm her while she does it when she’s in a teasing mood. Most of the time she’s just really concentrated while writing, absentmindedly running her hands up and down your body, squeezing your thighs, maybe even your boobs, but still focused on her work.

She always gets you worked up during these sessions, even if she doesn’t mean to. There’s just something about how focused she gets, how she’s writing something that’s almost certainly about you, plus her roaming hands? How are you supposed to resist? These nights usually lead to you grinding on her thigh, pressing messy kisses to her neck, and practically begging Sevika to fuck you (it never takes much begging, she’s always ready for you).

Sometimes will just say “fuck it” and fuck you on top of her desk, on top of her pieces of paper, saying that maybe you’ll transfer some sexual energy over to the lyrics.

Before you started dating and at the beginning of your relationship, Sevika used to be a heavy smoker. It was an act of stress relief for her, something stable, a habit she had picked up after years of being in her local scene. She smoked for a little bit into your relationship, but once things started getting serious, she realized how much she really wanted to be better for you, so she decided to kick the habit. It was also to prevent further damage to her voice as she didn’t want to ruin anything. Sometimes she would light a smoke while she was writing lyrics and you sat in her lap, but once she decided to quit, she’d settle for lollipops or whatever else she could get her hands on. Sometimes you’d notice her reaching for her pockets, palming them like she was looking for something before she realized they weren’t there. You knew that was a tell-tale sign she was looking for her cigarettes, and that’s when you’d offer her whatever candy she was using in place of cigarettes that day. She may smoke the occasional joint here and there, but besides that, she doesn’t smoke and managed to completely kick the habit.

On that thread of her personally kicking people out of shows, sometimes she gets a lil roughed up by assholes in the pit. Luckily she’s got her own lil medic backstage, ready to clean any wounds and kiss ‘em better. Every time she gets into a fight, you chide her and tell her to be more careful at her shows and she always promises she will be. Until another asshole pops up in the pit, just begging to be punched in the face and personally thrown out of the venue.

On her days off when she gets a chance to see her own personal favorite bands, she again gets roughed up in the mosh pits, but that’s why she’s so lucky to have you. There to take care of her, nurse her back to health, and then scold her a little. What more could she ask for?

She absolutely has favorite songs to perform, especially for you. At the top of the list, Be My Druidess, Rocket Skates, You’ve Seen the Butcher, Tear You Apart, and Devil Woman. Also just. Lesbian Vampyres From Outer Space. And of course, Sticky Sweet. Not only are they ridiculously fun to perform, but they get you soaked, seeing her be so provocative and confident on stage.

[ffiahh]

no because you don't get it. when sevika whistled at her men in that one scene, i damn well nearly followed her. cause damn

[hrtmal]

Me practicing for Ellie, Abby, Sevika, Vi, Caitlyn, Mizu, and Valeria

[fakevalentine]

do you ever think about abby and sevika fingerfucking you at the same time? because i do, a lot

yes i do actually and i also think about being on all fours, abby behind you and sevika in front of you, leaning over your shaky, sweaty body to watch abby's thick fingers shove in and out of you over and over again.

and oh sevika is gripping your ass and spreading you open, of course. but she gets jealous, duh because she's so possessive, and it's definitely ramped up watching another person fuck you. but abby doesn't wanna pull out, you feel so warm n tight around her fingers— how could she?

so sevika leans down and spits on your full hole, forcing her fingers inside you to join abby's. you yelp and whine against the bedsheets at the stretch, four fingers making your head fuzzy and filling you up.

a squelching, wet sound coming from between your legs fills the room, your face shoving in the bed to hide your flushed cheeks, embarrassed by how wet you are.

"mhm. greedy pussy. just can't get enough, can you?"

you don't know who's talking, you also don't know if she's talking to you or your cunt— but either way, you nod dumbly and throb around their fingers.

their fingers move in perfect time, abby's pushing in when sevika's pull out and vice versa, never leaving you empty. slick dribbles down your thighs, paired with spit down your chin.

your thighs start to shake and tense, trying to close but abby easily keeps you open wide for them. you claw at the sheets, unable to escape the pleasure they were giving you.

"oh, that's it. there's our girl."

yea i think about it too occasionally

[raphaellearp]

Sevika | Loyalty

Sevika prompt for the arctober