#fanfic sevika

[gravegoer]

Hello, how about a part 2 of being Sevika's boss maybe when they got together or something like that thankyouuu and i love all of your ficss thank you making them hehe

Sevika's Boss ꩜ part 2

hi anon, sevikas boss fanfic got a lot of love a while ago so im happy to write part 2 !! let me know if you enjoyed i threw in some misunderstandings for fun here..maybe kind of angst?? its okay tho you make up very quickly PART 1 , masterlist

You and Sevika hung around eachother a lot, I mean that was normal right? She is your second in command afterall.

Personally, you didn't see a problem with it, and nor did Sevika.

She had grown accustomed to your presence and didn't mind all your small, loving touches and annoying jokes.

And yes, sometimes she went a little overboard for you, like what kind of subordinate stays at their bosses house to tend to them whilst they are injured? Or goes out for drinks every weekend? But maybe your relationship was starting to exceed the bounds of boss and employee.

She has definitely warmed up to you more than she did with Silco. She thinks it was your charming personality, or cute outfits, your smile...

Some people might say you sitting in Sevikas lap while you fixed up her arm might be indecency in the workplace, but you found it to be a simple and innocent task.

But this begs the question, what exactly is your relationship?

This is also a question Jinx was starting to ask herself.

"So uh...whats with you and Sevika?" Jinx asked in an almost singsongy voice.

She flipped her gun around in her hand haphazardly while she was sprawled out on your (Silcos) desk.

"What do you mean whats with us..?" You shook your head, mimicking her movements with your pen.

"I meaaan, you guys act like a married couple or something!" She threw her two hands in the air with a 'duh' kind of look plastered on her face.

You pushed one of her braids to the side to pull out a paper from under it. One of Sevikas reports from a recent trip. Her handwriting was an imperfect cursive. Sighing, you put your face in your hand while you held the paper, staring at it diligently.

Jinx looked at you quizically at your lack of an answer. She sharply pushes the paper down with the tip of her gun, "Hey, are you— Oh," She let out a nasally laugh at the paper, "Damn, you got it bad, huh, toots?"

"What? I have what bad?" You slid the paper away and tilted your head at her.

The blue-haired girl sat up and rested a spindly arm on her knee, "You're so in L word with her." She snickered at you.

"Im in—" Your face flushed at your realization. "I am not in 'L word' with her." You raised your hands to do finger quotes around 'L word.'

"Hmmmm, are you sure?" She teased, putting her gun to her chin and looking up in mock thought "I mean, you practically cling to her, you always walk home with her, and plus you talk about her all the time– hell! You talk to her all the time."

You stared at Jinx, now zoning out in thought. What were you supposed to tell Sevika? Does Sevika even think the same way about you? Would that relationship even be appropriate?

"You know what?" You stood up and pointed in Jinx' face, "Im going to do it—"

She attempted to cut you off with a meek,

"Sevikas—"

"Im going to tell her I love her," You continued, Jinx' half attempt to save your ass fell on deaf ears.

You looked up, finger still in the girls face to make eye contact with a very familiar set of grey eyes. Fuck.

Sevikas gaze faltered, and she cleared her throat, bringing a fist to her mouth, "Um. I came to ask you if you wanted to grab a drink, but it seems like you have better plans."

Holy shit. She didn't know it was about her. Is that good or bad? You only felt a few seconds of relief before Sevika just turned around and walked out. That was bad.

Jinx whistled, still under the pressure of your pointing finger, "You have some explaining to do."

You fumbled over your words before pushing Jinx' forehead back with your finger. "Ughh.. This is your fault."

You drooped back down into the large chair, putting your head in your hand and heaving a sigh.

"Just go tell her while you still have a chance. She's probably going to be moping around the Last Drop," Jinx got up from her spot on the desk, and some papers fell with her.

"That's my queue to leave, though," She hopped out of the office with a little too much energy, probably on her way to cause more mischief.

You sighed and packed up your stuff, picking up stray papers and shoving them into a random drawer on your desk.

Grabbing your bag and slinging it over your shoulder, you pushed open the double doors to your office. It was time to go to the last drop.

poor sevika

Your entrance was signified with the ding of a bell atop the door. Music was playing loudly, and people were swarmed around the bar. Your eyes scanned the nearest areas for Sevika, but as you figures she was nowhere in sight.

She was most definitely in her usual gambling spot. You didn't want to approach her while she was in the middle of a game, so you waited at a nearby table, making sure to stay out of her sight.

You could hear the groans of the men at her table, most definitely losing. Chuckling at this, you watched as a waiter came up to your table asking for your order.

You just asked for a simple whiskey sour, hanging your bag on the back of your chair.

Several minutes (and a few drinks later), you felt someone's eyes on the back of your head. Turning around, you, once again, were met with steely grey eyes. Sevika stood near behind you with her arms crossed. The game had finished.

"You get rejected or something." She deadpanned.

"No—well.. not yet." You turned around in your chair to face her, the metal back of the chair was now settled between your legs.

You held what you thought was your sixth whiskey sour in between your fingers, chin resting on the top of the chair back.

She scoffed at this, turning her head to avoid eye contact. You could have sworn a small blush coated her cheeks. But her frown made you think otherwise, her large forearms tensed before she spoke.

"Oh, so you're waiting for her here."

How cruel of you to profess your love to someone in the place you knew Sevika would be. You probably wanted her to see it, right?

"Yeah, shes already here." You said, still staring at her side profile, tracing the scar on her cheek with your eyes.

The neon lights illuminated her face and brought out every curve and angle. But your thoughts were interrupted by her stern and almost angry voice.

"I should leave then," she started to walk away, but you reached out quickly.

(I dont know why you would do that when she wasn't even in arms length to begin with.) You started to fall forward, you let out a small yelp and held onto the chair, your drink falling onto the ground. You awaited impact, but it never came.

Instead, you were met with strong arms holding the back of your chair up. Sevika was bent over slightly, both mechanical arm and human arm on the metal of the chair. And for the third time, you made eye contact with now very close grey eyes. Her eyebrows were furrowed in shock or frustration- you couldn't tell.

Without another thought, you grabbed her by the collar and pulled her lips into yours. At first, she tried to pull away but eventually melted into the heat of the kiss. She sat your chair back up on four legs, and her elbows lean on the top of the chair, encircling you.

Almost as soon and she relented she pulled away, "What the hell are you doing," She rasped, wiping her mouth with the back of a large hand.

Her lips were still puffy from the kiss, but almost more downturned than before. When you didn't respond she offered a question, "Are you drunk?"

Your lopsided grin told her all she needed to know. She knew she needed to take you home, but she was going to do so reluctantly. Afterall you were going to become someone else's girl, couldn't have her hands all over you like she usually did.

She grabbed you (almost roughly) by the arms and pulled you out of the chair, "How are you going to profess your love now?" She scoffed.

"I just did, was that not enough?" Your words were slurred and you helped her by stepping up with heavy legs.

She furrowed her brows until she came to a not-so-shocking realization. Cursing under her breath she smirked at you. You could almost see the relief wash over her face.

Her thick arm held you by your upper torso as she almost carried you to the doors. She sighed at your stupidness, why not just tell her right away, then you wouldn't have to have gone through all the trouble.

She eyed your glossed over eyes, shaking her head at the dumb smirk that held its place on your face. She could feel the quiver of your body against the cold night wind.

At that she lifted you into her arms, covering you with her cloak. You looked up at her with wide eyes, burying your face in the material. God she wanted to kiss you so bad. But she'd save that for the awkward talk in the morning.

thank you for reading ! yes i see your asks all your fics are on the way I swear !!!! much love

[lorasdolly]

Sevika/Ambessa with a chubby reader who’s insecure about their body while Sevika/Ambessa is literally begging for them to sit on her face/crush her head with their thighs.

-🦌

𝚆𝙷𝚈 𝙳𝙾𝙽𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚔𝚊 𝚡 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚢!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

Sevika's hand ran down your nude body, reverent to every crevice and corner. You didn't mind her touch, but what she was asking of you was different.

Sevika waited for a response, her gaze occasionally shifting back to your eyes. When your silence become too unbearable, she spoke again. "Doll, I can't understand what goes through your head."

Your hands strayed away from her, staring intensely at her lips, imagining what it would be like to sit, to grind, your clit bumping against her nose.

Those thoughts were soon interrupted by her snapping you out of your trance once again. "Let me take care of you."

You were still silent, breathing somewhat uneven by following a pattern. "I weigh a lot." You said, nearly at a whisper and avoiding eye contact. You shifted on her lap, expecting a stern reprimand.

Sevika scoffed, offended at what that could imply. The soft spark in her eyes was prominent as she looked directly into yours. Her hand grabbed your jaw, firm but not hurtful. "I don't care how much you weigh." She assured. "I'm not weak."

You weren't calling her weak, no, you'd never say that. You were simply self-conscious about it. You feared crushing her, hurting her, even if it wouldn't realistically happen. Your curvy figure pressed against her abs, a slight bounce in the way you moved, not speaking a single word.

"Please, just sit on my face, doll." Her bluntness always caught you off guard, eyes widening and hands tightening on her shoulders. "You don't weigh too much on my lap, yet you threw a hissy fit the first time I asked you to."

She had a point. You freaked out the first time she patted her own lap as an invitation to sit on her thigh. You expected her to push you off rudely from the pressure against her lap.

Till you finally did it and she didn't even flinch. Her hands circled your waist like they did now, and you found odd comfort in it.

"Your lap and face are different, 'Vika. I'm gonna practically kill you." Your words were a clear over-exaggeration, but that's the scenario you saw in your mind.

She shook her head and simultaneously rolled her eyes. "Shuddup."

Her hands massaged the supple skin of your love handles and waist, staring up at you like a desperate puppy. "That'd be a nice way to go out, anyways." She spoke, an attempt at humor to lighten your mood.

Yet, all it did was encourage the worry in you further. You whined, hiding your face into her neck.

"No, no— doll, it was a joke." She whispered, hand tangled in your hair. "You won't kill me. Just try it, c'mon."

You hesitated, obviously reluctant to put your entire body weight onto her face only. "If you want to stop a moment in, then we do. Just please let me feel it once." The craving in her voice made you begin to give in, and the moment she saw a level of resignation in your features, she began to lay down.

Her face looked like it was inviting you to sit on it, so you adjusted yourself, hovering over her mouth and nose. Her tongue darted out, soaking itself in your folds.

Her hands soon wrapped around your thighs, bringing you down to fully sit on her face and a loud groan left her lips. It sent a vibration up from cunt and to your spine, subconsciously rolling your hips downward against her.

She suckled on your clit, guiding your hips to fuck her face.

Once you got more comfortable, hands tangled into her hair and guiding your own movements, her tongue became more messy, sloppy. Sevika moaned against your pussy, your pleasure bring more to her.

Her tongue darted in and out of your sopping hole as you grinded down against her, using her face to make you feel good. You had lost all sight of how much you weighed, completely lost in the sensation.

Feeling your high approaching, her movements increased in speed and your cunt clenched around practically nothing. You needed her to fill you up, push you over the edge.

Her hands that wandered around your plush ass moved to insert two fingers inside your cunt. She didn't pump them in and out, instead curling into your g-spot over and over again.

A knot tied in your tummy, unable to continue moving your lower half. She felt your orgasm crashing over you, her movements slowing down with the seconds after you cumming.

You got off lazily, placing your pussy on her chest, soaking it all the same. You sat there panting, staring down at her. Your thumb traced her lips that were all coated in your juices.

"Feel good, doll?" She asked, kissing your chest, sucking and leaving marks. She received a feverish nod, hesd now resting against her neck.

"Thought so."

[abbyssgf]

I saw you had requests open so I thought I would offer an opportunity to write found family with Sevika Jinx and isha (maybe a sevika x reader), they have been running around my head and I love them sm :,3

(If this doesn’t interest you or goes against smth I’m not aware of feel free to ignore and have a good day/night :33)

OMG ANON YES!! i'll write it 'cause i miss them too🫂🩷 i'll make it sevika x reader :3

𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞!𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 & 𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 & 𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐱 | 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲

• concept: you always knew your wife knew jinx almost from a child and then jinx meet isha, unexpectedly the little kid started to cling to jinx. after the fight jinx had with her sister, vi, the three of them were bruised you couldn't just tell jinx and isha to get out of your house so you and sevika started to take care of both of them and unexpectedly both of the girls entered your and sevika's life

• words: 1,4k

• warnings: mentions of fight, injuries, thats all

• author note: *sigh*… I MISS THEM SM:( i've tried my best to write properly jinx and isha i hope it's good! anon i love u sm for this request (and sorry that it took me that long)

you knew sevika went to the 'mission' of fighting with Jinx and the kid that started walking with her for some time, not leaving her side. Sevika went with both of them because she was needed there, before she left yours and her house she gave you a kiss on the forehead and promised that she will come back to you.

 A few hours passed and you were more and more anxious and worried about her and the girls. god damn, what if Caitlyn shoots Jinx and then your wife? what if they're all dead there? what if- negative thoughts stopped when you heard opening the entrance door to the house. you swear you could cry 'cause of the relief.

you went to the hall and you saw Sevika with a tired face and some cuts, blood were on her face, your gaze went down to Jinx who also had a few bruises and cuts on her face and her finger- oh god. It was shot. you also looked at the little girl in Sevika's arm, happily she didn't have a big cuts on her face. you sighed looking at the three of them. 

"come on, someone has to bandage your wounds" you said and sevika put down Isha on the floor "jinx, go to the living room… we'll be there in a minute, take Isha with yourself" sevika said to jinx. she just nodded not wanting to be an ass for her right now (and basically didn't want to be mean to sevika in front of her wife) "c'mon Isha they shoo us into the living room" Jinx murmured in a somehow playful but gentle voice to Isha wanting to easy the tension, at least for her and she takes her to her arms and went to the living room. 

when the two girls were gone Sevika sighed, now focusing only on you. You didn't said anything, you just wrapped your arms around her and your wife buried her face in your neck with an arm around your waist, you knew she needed a few moments of silence with you. 

after a few moments sevika grumbled into your neck "as I promised, i'm back, babe". you smiled softly at her words and you kissed sevika on the back of her head. "I was scared" you said softly to her "for you and them... i've started to think all of you are dead there and-" sevika cut your words with a kiss on your lips "baby" sevika said to you, meeting your eyes with hers. "no matter what i'll always come back to you" she said to you and you nodded gently and sevika kissed you on your forehead as she quietly sealed her words.

after a few moments of the both of you being quiet in your embrace you spoke "…we had to come back to Jinx and Isha to take care of them" you said to your wife in a soft tone and sevika nodded, agreeing with you. the both of you went to the living room where Jinx and Isha were, sitting on the couch waiting for the both of you to come back to them.

you went to one of your cabinets where you held the first aid kit and you took it out of the cabinet. firstly you decided to take care of Jinx fingers (or rather what was left of it). you sat next to the girl and you started to take care of it, making sure you disinfected it, secured it and put a bandage on it, making sure it was applied well but not too tight to allow blood flow. 

when you were bandaging Jinx fingers you asked her a question 'cause of your curiosity "how did it happen, kid?" you asked her and you heard Jinx snort. "She shot off my finger" she replied to your question and you knew that 'she' meant Caitlyn. you signed quietly being concerned about her after all. you finished bandaging finger jinx "make sure to change the dressing from time to time" you said to her and she smirked. "I know how to take care of myself" she said but added soft "but thanks".

you smiled at her words and your gaze went to the girl who sat next to Jinx. Isha, that's how Jinx called her. "hey, little one" you said to her and Isha smiled softly but slightly hesitant. "i'm gonna take care of you now, okay?" you said to Isha and she nodded her head, understanding what do you mean. she moved on the couch so she was sitting close to your lap thanks to it you were having a better executioner to dress any of her wounds (if she had any).

you took her head into your hands gently, dressing her face looking for any wounds or cuts. you found some dirt on her face and your eyes found some small cut on the side of her check and you frowned, yeah it wasn't that bad and deep but still it was a cut. you grabbed the band-aid you kept in the medicine cabinet and placed it on the wound "there" you murmured.

Isha smiled at you and hugged you as she wanted to say 'thank you!'. you giggled softly and ruffled her hair. "you're welcome, kiddo" you said to her in a gentle voice with a soft smile on your face. 

Sevika stood at the table, observing you with Jinx and Isha and how you were taking care of the girls. She couldn't stop herself but she thought that you would be a good mom with your sweet heart and gentleness. 

You left girls on the couch for a while and you came over to your wife. you helped sevika to take off her mechanic arm that jinx made for her and you placed one of your hands on sevika's arm. "you need to be taken care of too" you said to her and she rolled her eyes playfully "i'm a tough woman, baby" she said but you suspected she said that because of the girls.

Jinx opened her mouth to say something but you were quicker than her "sevika." you scolded your wife, looking at her with a face 'don't give me that bullshit right now' and sevika just let out a little sight. "alright, alright" she hummed, giving up. 

shortly thereafter sevika was sitting on the chair, with a hand on your hip while you were taking care of her wounds. the two of you were speaking with Jinx about everything and nothing. 

Soon Sevika, Isha and Jinx were bandaged for all the wounds they had. You and Sevika decided and you let Jinx and Isha sleep at your house that night, you spread out and prepared a bed in the guest room for the girls. 

Around midnight Jinx and Isha were sleeping on the bed, covered with a duvet. You stood in the doorway, looking at them with a warm smile on your face.

Sevika approached you from the back and she wrapped her arm around your waist and she leaned her face on your shoulder. She placed a soft kiss on the side of your neck. you sighed quietly "…they don't have nowhere to go, don't they?" you asked sevika in a quiet voice to not wake up jinx or isha.

"no" sevika replied to you and her thumb started to around the small circles on your hip "you know jinx has her big ass room" she started "but besides it, no" sevika murmured to your neck and she looked up seeing your worried face she knew all too well. "baby" sevika hummed and you sighed 

"they're just kids, sev after all" you murmured as if she didn't know it. sevika gave you a kiss on your lips "I know" she murmured to you. your eyes locked up in eye contact. "…maybe it's not a bad idea to let them stay in our house? we can rearrange the guest room for them" you said and sevika's gaze softened at your words and a warm smile appeared on her face.

sevika leaned and she captured your lips in a gentle, soft kiss. she pulled away enough to look at you again "it's a good idea, baby" she replied to you and you smiled with relief.

shortly after that conversation with your wife jinx and isha stayed in your house and this is how your family grew. There were no longer just two of you, but four of you, but you knew that these were changes for the better. now you had your own little family, you didn't expect but you wouldn't trade them for anything. 

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[sevikasupremacy]

I can’t be having unholy thoughts rn

[angelsforthenight]

arcane women nsfw headcanons

(vi, caitlyn, sevika, ambessa)

cw: 18+, overstimulation, brief mention of bdsm, choking, spit, i talk about both topping and bottoming with each characters.

vi:

when topping: eats it for her own pleasure: meaning she can have her face buried in between your thighs for hours and hours on end, pushing you back down onto the bed whenever you’d try lift yourself up and get away from the onslaught of overwhelming pleasure. service top when she’s in a good mood, sure — she’d be obsessed with your sounds, the way your walls would flutter around her. it would be making love rather than sex: sweet and tender. but when she isn’t in a good mood? she’d be selfish and greedy. more focused on her own pleasure than yours. her stroke game would be Crazy… ?!?? fast and rough as fuck. like let us breathe, damn!

when bottoming: a shameless MOANER!!! vocal as fuck obviously. she drools, whining in frustration when she doesn’t get what she wants. loves to arch her back. she’d have sensitive ass nipple piercings that would drive her insane if you touched them, crying out if you’d flick your tongue against them. pants like a bitch and breathlessly begs to cum hehehehe

caitlyn:

when topping: would treat you as if you were a fucking science experiment, meaning she’d explore what would stimulate you the most and push you to extreme lengths to see what would truly break you. murmuring ‘ah…’s and humming to herself in fascination when she clocks your reactions, what would make you squirm and twitch like crazy. she’d be pretty cruel, not giving a fuck if you’d start crying. a little ‘poor baby’ would suffice. a freakaleek…. bdsm would go WILDDDD with her, and you wouldn’t expect it too; the way she carries herself so humbly in public.

when bottoming: heavy breather until you’re, like, three rounds in… that’s when the whining and the drawled moans and whimpers start to come out full throttle. power bottom, would communicate if she wanted you to keep doing what you’re doing. “just like that, don’t stop…” would lace her fingers through your hair if you were eating her out, gripping it tightly if the pleasure was truly messing her uppppp! not only your hair, her hands would find purchase in anything to hold on to if you were fucking her good, good.

sevika:

when topping: ohhh this bitch likes to taunt… i mean, taunt taunt you. she’s so teasing, laughing at the helpless look on your face. she’d force you to look up at her, make eye contact as she’s fucking you senseless. would play coy when she’d stop just as you were on the brink of releasing, “oh? is something wrong?” would gently yet patronisingly shush you if you started to cry. oh my fucking god and the smearing??? she would spit on your already weeping pussy and spread it with her fingers, mixing it with your arousal. shit, she’d make you suck her fingers before smearing it all over your face, especially if your face was already wet with tears. she’d love squishing your face, giving it a playful shake whilst knowing you were on the brink of passing out. PET NAMES!!!! bunny, baby, princess, sweetheart would not fail to leave her lips. good at hiding how pathetic she really is, except when she’s eating the fuck out of your pussy, being so driven by your sounds and the way you taste that she’d cum without even being touched.

when bottoming: professional hip buckler. so fucking stupid. you’d see a completely different side to the sevika she usually presents herself as, being a needy and whining mess instead: eyes rolling to the back of her head. loves being overstimulated, babbling words like ‘yesyesyes’ that slur together. if you’d choke her, you’d be able to visibly see her brain kick down a few gears; the foggy eyes, arched eyebrows and slack jaw combo would be sososo cute :(( would nod along like a bobble-head to anything you’d tell or ask her to do, with her lil puppy eyes too. maybe a little bit of a masochist,,,,, shhhhhh

ambessa:

when topping: oh ambessa would know how to FUCK. it would be so easy for her to find your sweet spots, and she’d be vigilant like a hawk about it. she’d hit your g-spot consistently, her movements precise and efficient. she’d enjoy your shyness, your struggle with looking at her in the eye: finding it adorable. would talk you through your orgasm. sweet voice whispering praises in your ear as you teetered on the edge of a searing climax. your waist would be her favourite thing to hold on to, especially if she’s giving you back-shots. her lips would be rested in a satisfied smile throughout the entire thing.

when bottoming: hmmmmm i feel like bottoming would kind of be an extension to her topping, meaning she wouldn’t be a bottom 😭 ambessa is such a dominant, powerful character that it’s quite hard to imagine her as submissive. so she’d just let you pleasure her once in a while, praising you as you’d lap up her juices like a dog, fuelling you to do more. her moans would come from her throat, face falling a little if it felt a little too good.

a/n: fofmfhskejfnsjwjdnnwjw something small whilst i cook up a long abby fic. (i miss writing long story fics🙁) lmk ur nsfw headcanons ab these characters >3<

[jackels-in-space]

I’m sorry but please stop using AI.

Not only does it use other people’s work as base training (let’s not forget about the fact that C.AI creators have been taking fics to build up chat bots) it also like…destroys the environment.

They need computers capable of giving you quick responses and that generates heat and what cools things down? AC and water.

Genuinely go search it up it’s insane.

Stop using AI.

If you feel like you want to post and you’re like “oh but I don’t think I’m good enough” I sympathise I really do every writer friend I know has had that exact same experience but you’re never gonna get better if you don’t try.

You’re never gonna learn anything if you use AI so stop assisting big corporations in destroying the world and actually try.

If you feel scared about your actual writing if it’s any good or not I am so happy to beta it for you but please just try that’s all I’m asking.

I’ve supplied a couple of links so you know I’m talking bullshit but please do your own investigation <3

[rhaeheartzsquirrelz]

Sore Legs

Rough smut below!!!

Sevika x Female Reader

MEN DNI!!!!

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

Third round with your muscular woman:

Smacking your thigh with her heavy hands, the muscular woman dug into your now loose pussy. She was making sure every part of you would be senseless after she was done with you.

“You like how I fuck this tight cunt?..” With each thrust, she grunted deep into you, hitting your insides with her thick cock. It was euphoric to feel, to hear, to see the way she dug into you.

Laid on your back, pillow under your hips, you could feel— sew the way Sevika’s tip rubbed roughly against your g-spot. You loved it too much, way too fucking much. “Sev, baby— I’m close.. please, please..” voice a breathless cry, you grip tightly onto the bed sheets. She was pounding so hard your body recoiled away, but thanks to her iron grip on your thighs she was able to provide you with the incomparable feeling of having your pussy owned. Having it dominated and loved in all the right ways.

“Fuckin’ hold it in like the filthy slut you are..” You could barely contain how vocal your girlfriend was making you so trying to contain your orgasm was too much to ask. Really. “Vika— I can’t.. I can’t..” you could barely speak, barely comprehend a thought, with her digging so deep into your walls. You were sure you’d break soon, that’s how good it all felt.

“Hell yes you can, baby.. I know you can.” Sevika’s darkened gaze stared down at the bulge on your lower abdomen, she admired seeing her cock at work. “Take me like the good girl you are.”

Your head was going fuzzy with desire and your body was going numb from just how hard you were getting fucked. You’d become senseless if she kept it up. “No— I can’t.. Vika, please..” With your girlfriend’s lips now on your tits, sucking on the skin of your nipple you were sure you’d tip over the edge and loose all control of your weary body.

That was, until her gruff voice told you to cum. “Cum for me, baby.. show me how fuckin’ desperate you are.” Was what she’d said before you let go.

Body writhing and shuddering under your strong woman’s, you cry out and nuzzle your flushed face into her neck. Inhaling in her sweet yet metallic scent, which only added to the orgasm.

“There you go, you dirty bitch.” She enveloped you into her arms and kissed the hickeys she’d left a hot minute ago. Your legs were numb from pleasure and you swore you wouldn’t be able to walk for a good twelve hours.

[skarpetaspodnapleta]

Oh.. the things we would do..

[cosmicporos]

What would Arcane characters call their partner? What pet/nicknames would they use?

AHHHH THIS IS SO CUTE! Thank you anon :3

Synopsis: A lot of little cut scenarios where arcane characters call you by cute pet names!

Characters: Sevika, Vander, Silco, Caitlyn, Ekko, Viktor

((awkward Ekko x reader, Teasing Viktor x reader (he calls you an airhead…))

Warning: Angst for Silco, called you “Pet” but ends with comfort!

Not proofread

Sevika

Nicknames for you: Darling, Dear, Sweet thing, Babe, Dove.

Okay maybe I’m over sentimental but imagine her calling you Dove because you bring her so much peace in life. So you’re quite literally her little peace dove.

Sevika leaned against the bar, her mechanical arm resting on the counter as she watched you move around the room. It wasn't anything special-just you tidying up after a long day-but to her, it was everything. "You know," she started, her voice low and gravelly, "you've got this way of makin' the world feel... quieter."

You paused, glancing at her with a small smile. "Yeah? That a good thing?"

She smirked, pushing off the bar to walk toward you. "It's a damn miracle, is what it is. You don't know what it's like Dove… how loud it gets up here." She tapped her temple with a finger, her gaze softening. "But then you show up, and it's like everything just... stops."

Your cheeks warmed at the sincerity in her voice, but you kept your focus on folding a stray cloth. "I didn't think I was doing anything special."

Sevika snorted, stepping closer. "That's the thing. You don't even try, and still... you're it for me. My peace. My little Dove."

Vander

Nicknames for you: Peach, Love, Sweet Pea, Darling, Sunshine, Lass/Lad.

The Last Drop was unusually quiet. The usual clatter of mugs and background chatter of conversation was replaced by the occasional cough or sniffle from the makeshift beds spread around the common room. Powder, Mylo, Claggor, and Vi lay bundled in blankets, their fevered faces flushed as they sipped the herbal tea Vander had brewed.

"Peach," Vander called softly, his deep voice cutting through the stillness as he approached you. You were perched on a low stool, dabbing a cool cloth against Powder's forehead. He knelt beside you, resting his broad hand on your shoulder. "You've been fussin' over them all day. Why don't you take a break, huh? Let me handle things for a while."

"I'm fine," you said, though your hands trembled slightly as you wrung out the cloth."They need us."

He tilted his head, giving you that steady, knowing look of his. "And I need you to take care of yourself, Peach. You're no good to anyone if you run yourself into the ground."

Powder stirred, her small hand reaching out to grab yours. "Don't go," she mumbled, her voice weak.

You smoothed her hair back, glancing at Vander. "See? They need me."

Vander sighed, his lips twitching into a faint smile despite himself. "Stubborn as ever," he muttered. "Alright, Peach. We'll do this together, then."

Silco

Nicknames for you: Darling, Precious, lovely, Pet, Beloved.

After Jinx’s fiasco over at Topside it was obvious Silco was more than simply stressed.

In fact tension in the room was palpable, suffocating as it weighed down on your chest. Silco's piercing gaze bore into you, his lips pressed into a thin line. You'd overstepped-at least, in his mind-and now his sharp tongue was letting you know it.

"Stay out of matters you don't understand, pet," he snapped, the word cutting and cold as it left his mouth.

You flinched, the sting of his words settling deep. Your jaw clenched, and you refused to meet his gaze, instead focusing on the cracked edge of the table.

“I was—I was only thinking about Jinx.” You gulped down the bile that burned in your throat. “Temporary keeping her from missions is keeping her safe.” You spoke finally looking up at him with your wet pathetic eyes.

The silence that followed was deafening. Silco's breath hitched as he realized what he'd said, the regret settling in almost immediately. His tone had been cruel, and the look on your face drove a pang of guilt through his chest.

“I apologize…” he said softly, his voice no longer harsh. "That was... uncalled for." He spoke as he stood up, fixing his cuffs as he walks over towards you.

Silco stepped closer until he was within arm's reach. "I shouldn't have said that. You didn't deserve it," he murmured, his voice low and steady. “You mean too much to me for me to speak to you that way."

When you still didn't respond, he hesitated for a moment before tilting your chin up with his gloved fingers, forcing your eyes to meet his mismatched ones.

"Forgive me," he whispered, his tone sincere. "You are not my pet. You are my beloved. The only one who stands beside me, who understands me."

Caitlyn

Nicknames for you: Petal, Cheeky one, Muffin, Trouble, Dearest.

Flour completely dusted the countertop and your face as you tried to knead the dough. Caitlyn stood across from you, her sleeves rolled up, an amused smile playing on her lips.

"Petal," she said, tilting her head, "you're supposed to knead it, not wrestle it."

You huffed, brushing flour from your cheek. “It's sticking to my hands! I’m not sure how else I’m supposed to tackle this.”

Caitlyn chuckled and walked over, gently taking your hands in hers. "Here, let me show you." She guided your movements, her hands warm and steady.

When the dough finally started to cooperate, you couldn't resist smearing a bit of flour on her cheek. She froze, then slowly raised an eyebrow. “Trouble," she murmured, her voice teasing.

You grinned, backing away. "You love it."

Her soft laugh filled the kitchen as she grabbed a handful of flour. "Oh, I do. But you're not getting away with that."

Ekko

Nicknames for you: Firefly, Sugar, babe, baby, Cutie

You sat on a spinning chair in ekko’s workshop mindlessly spinning while watching him work. He was trying to fix a circuit board, but his focus seemed to drift in your direction. You caught him glancing at you a few times, his brow furrowed as though he was thinking of something important.

After a moment of silence, Ekko cleared his throat, his usual confidence wavering slightly. He set down his tools and looked at you with a small smile, hands shoved into his pockets. "Hey, uh... can I tell you something?" he asked, voice a little too casual.

You raised an eyebrow at his sudden and strange behavior. "Sure. What's up?"

He scratched the back of his neck, avoiding your gaze. "Well, I've been meaning to call you something... I dunno, it's just, uh, you're always so sweet, you know?" He glanced up at you briefly, cheeks turning faintly pink. “So, I was thinking... Sugar?"

There was a long, awkward pause. You blinked, processing the nickname, unsure how to respond. "Sugar?" you repeated, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Really?"

Ekko's face reddened even more. "Yeah, I mean-because, uh, you're sweet... like sugar? You know?" He shrugged, clearly flustered now. "It's not like, weird, right?"

You couldn't help it you laughed, the sound light and teasing, but not unkind. "I don't know, Ekko. It's a bit... unexpected," you said, still grinning.

His gaze shifted, suddenly looking embarrassed. "Okay, okay, I get it. That was dumb, huh? Just trying to be smooth, but I guess it's not my thing." He shifted uncomfortably.

against his arm, your smile softening. "It's cute," you said, voice warm. "But I think you can do better."

He met your eyes, a sheepish grin finally breaking through his awkwardness. "Yeah? You think so?…Well, I'll keep working on it then."

Viktor

Nicknames for you: Beautiful, Trinket, Dearest, Cheeky, Airhead, Sweetling.

You were fiddling with a complicated piece of tech, the gears and wires all tangled in a way that made your focus drift. Viktor stood beside you, watching with a raised eyebrow as you muttered to yourself.

"Careful, darling," he teased with a sly smile, his voice smooth and mature. "An airhead might break something important."

You shot him a playful glare, a little flustered. “I'm not an airhead! Besides…I'm working on it!" you said, trying to hide the embarrassment in your voice.

Viktor chuckled, reaching over and gently fixing the wires with practiced hands. His tone softened as he met your gaze. "I didn't mean it, Sweetling. You're far from an airhead. You just... get a little lost in your thoughts sometimes." He smiled warmly. “And I think it's kind of endearing."

You felt your heart warm at his change in tone, the teasing replaced by something far more tender. "Geez thanks, Viktor." You pouted and sighed out quietly.

He smiled and chuckled softly, his hand now brushing against yours. "Anything for you, Sweetling."

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[atomicami]

imagine sharing a cigar with sevika while riding her…(18+ minors DNI)

you’re straddling sevika in bed, her strap on is shielding your pussy in front of her, but she’s briefly moved it to the side so her human hand can play with your clit, getting you nice and wet for you to ride her.

“would you look at that pussy, pretty girl…” she murmurs, watching in awe as your arousal begins to pool onto the harness of her strap, darkening the leather. “think she’s ready for my cock, don’t you think?”

you nod quickly through your whimpers, and before sevika was about to guide you onto her cock, she began to get that sudden itch for a smoke. she groans to herself quietly, her eyes flickering over to her nightstand where she had her pack of cigars resting there. she impulsively grabs the pack but before she opens it, she looks up at you for a moment. “do you mind if i…?”

“go ahead,” you say, signaling her to have one.

with that, sevika pulls out a cigar and brings it to her lips before taking the lighter and flicking it onto the cigar to bring it to life. she tosses the pack and lighter aside, her hands now free to go back to what they were doing.

her hands grab ahold of your hips and she takes note of your hesitation. “c’mon baby, i’ll help you out,” she mutters before breathing the smoke out of her nose. with that, you lift your hips up and align her cock with your tight entrance. you forcefully tease the tip through your folds to get it wet enough before slowly sinking down on it, a soft chain of moans and whimpers escaping your mouth as you do so.

sevika watches in awe, admiring how her cock was impaling into your pussy as she releases another puff of smoke through her mouth. “atta girl, baby…look at you…already taking my cock so well.” you watch with heavy eyes as sevika takes another drag of her cigar, and a new craving starts to hit you. without even asking, you simply reach over and pluck the thick cigar out of sevika’s lips before placing it in between your own. the smoke of the tobacco quickly fills your lungs as you rise your head up to exhale, letting the puff of smoke curl into the air.

sevika blinks, completely off guard. ironically, she never went for girls who smoked—it was actually a dealbreaker for her. but after watching you take a hit—so effortless and bold—it only made her want you more. “didn’t think you had that in you,” she murmurs, her voice now laced with lust.

“mmh…” you whine, gently grinding yourself with sevika’s cock inside you so your pussy adjusts to the length. “just…just needed a little pick me up.” you take another drag out of the cigar, and sevika takes in the sight of you as you close your eyes and tilt your head up again to release the smoke, admiring the way your breasts heaved and how your ribcage expanded as you exhaled the smoke into the air. “f-fuck, i need to move,” you whine again, handing the cigar back to sevika before lifting your hips up and preparing yourself to ride her.

the pace was slow at first, giving sevika the time to take a few more drags out of her cigar before handing it to you, a smirk growing on her face as she watches you trying to multitask between smoking the cigar and riding her cock. you grab the cigar with a shaky hand and bring it to your lips. you try to take a drag, but your body is too fixed on the strap sliding in and out of you, resulting in a couple coughs before the rest of the smoke exits out of your lips.

you hand the cigar back to sevika, only for her to shake her head. “take another hit.”

“i-i can’t, sev…” you whine, more determined to keep riding her and chase after your release. “i need to keep—“

sevika didn’t even let you finish speaking. she wasn’t going to take no for an answer. she snatches the cigar out of your hand and takes a swift drag from it, but she doesn’t exhale just yet. instead, she sits up with her cock still inside you, and with a gentle yet firm grip, she grabs you by the the neck with her mechanical hand to pull you closer to her. with her face now inches away to yours, sevika parts your lips open with her thumb and exhales the smoke into your mouth.

the smoke that sevika forces into you starts to burn into your lungs, causing you to cough multiple times, your body instinctively trying to push it out. her grip on your throat loosens just enough to let you catch your breath. “if i tell you to take another hit, you’ll fucking take it.” she murmurs in a low and commanding tone before letting your neck go completely and lying back down to hit her cigar again.

to your surprise, that last hit that sevika forced into you was just the push that you needed, and you begin to speed up your pace on her cock. you start to push your hips faster, taking sevika by surprise over your sudden burst of energy. “well would you look at that?” she smirks, tightening her grip on your hip with her free hand. “looks like you just needed a little push, yeah? go on then, baby…show me how good my cock feels.”

sevika stays relaxed under you, watching the sight of your helpless self bouncing on her cock as if you were merely just a show to her, all while she finishes the last few drags of her cigar. “f-fuck s-sev…i-i think i’m gonna cum…” you whine out to her, and with those magic words, sevika immediately puts out her cigar on the side of her nightstand before bringing her full attention back to you. she grabs ahold of your hips with both hands now, simply guiding you as you continue to ride her cock at a fast pace. however, that stamina in your body was bound to leave quickly. your legs start to give out, and your hips begin to slow down. “s-sevika, i can’t—“

“oh yes you fucking can.” she interrupts, her metal and flesh hands creating a tighter grip on your hips as she begins to pound into your pussy relentlessly. you yelp in surprise, and your torso falls back but your hands land in time on top of sevika’s thighs to keep you steady. a chain of broken moans escape your mouth and ends with final cry of pleasure as you cum, your cunt squeezing around the strap before creaming over the length from base to tip. you start to feel dizzy, and your body suddenly goes limp. sevika is quick to sit up and catch you from falling before slowly pulling her cock out of you and gently setting you down on the bed next to her.

for a moment, your eyes are fluttered shut as you catch your breath, but they’re quick to open up again once you hear the familiar flickering sound of the lighter. you open your eyes to see that sevika has lit up a fresh new cigar, and a challenging smirk grows on your face when she looks over to you and says:

“think you can handle another round?”

oh, so we’re going again? respectfully pass me that shit.

[hcneymooners]

i know this might be controversial, but enough is enough.

as someone who grew up in the rigidity—and, at times, oppressive nature—of roman catholicism, i am so tired of the religious!reader trope where they’re portrayed as so innocent they’re practically a child. we were not innocent. we knew the names of our bodies, the weight of shame, and the crushing complexity of guilt. i knew that my vagina was a vagina.

the sheer amount of extremely innocent!religious!reader fics is unsettling. they turn the reader into this caricature—wide-eyed, naive, almost infantilized, complete with pigtails and an oversized cross necklace perfect for a porn video thumbnail.

for me—and for a lot of other lesbians i’ve bonded with over religious trauma—it was never about innocence. it was about guilt. guilt over pleasure, guilt over sin, and all the ways we punished ourselves for being human.

we weren’t these overgrown children teetering around in purity. we were messy, complicated, and burdened by shame in ways that were far more nuanced than these portrayals ever capture. enough, please.

[gravegoer]

Take a hint. ୨୧

sevika x oblivious!reader ♡ PART 1 [feel free to send requests, asks etc! i respond to everything :) + i defo need to make a badass reader x sevika to make up 4 this

PART 2 HERE , masterlist here

• How could you have possibly made it this far all by your lonesome in the undercity?? Almost oblivious to anyones advances, threats etc. Your last minute judgement has to have come in clutch many times.

• Having said that; obviously sevika is going to raise an eyebrow as you walk past her,

• She sat in her booth, playing a game of poker with two conspicuous-looking men (to say the least.) A cigarillo hung from her thick lips and smoke puffed out of her nose as she glanced up.

• A man follows you (cocky fella) spewing nonsense about how he so badly wanted to get to know you and how "you should come grab a drink with me, all on my tab sweetheart."

• She shook her head; this didn't snag her attention, as the man was a regular, always harassing the prettiest woman he could find at the bar. What did snag her attention was your response.

• "Oh...sure! Why not ?" You laughed, undoubtedly carefree and unaware of the man's advances. Now, this THIS is what made her lips curl downward into a sneer.

• How could someone be so stupid. Seriously. What part about this guy didnt scream "creep." Were there not flashing red lights going off in your head telling you to turn the other way and make a run for it?

•Although this wasnt normally the kind of thing she bothered to pay attention to she continued to keep an eye on you as you walked toward the bar with him.

• However, the game of cards draws her attention away from the two of you. The man to her right groans at her card selection before shuffling through his.

• This was going to be another easy cash night, huh? She thought, her eyes wandering back to where you sat. The man next to you is now a bit too close for comfort.

• "I dont see you 'round here often missy" The man drawls, smirking at you. His fingers traced the rim of your glass slowly, barely missing your fingertips.

• "Yeah im...im not around here often.. tonight jus- " You were cut off by his hand on yours.

• "A pretty lady shouldnt be out at night all by 'er self, who knows what might snag 'er up, yeah?" His grip on yours was just a bit too tight.

• "Thats true..I was going to head home soon anyways. Thank you for your concern." You half smiled at him, now feeling the uncomfortable tension between you.

• The man took your smile as a green light to do whatever the fuck he wants and he leans in closer to your face. Before he can even bring his lips within the radius of your face the slam of metal separates you two.

• A mechanical device whirrs between you, parts clanking and activating: acting as a barrier. Your drink spills onto the floor, just narrowly missing your leg.

• You look up to see the weilder of said device glaring straight foward, not looking at either of you. Although her lips settle into a tight line; disdain etched into her (quite stunning) features. You could feel the heat of her body just inches away from yours.

• "Um...were we in your way-" You are cut off by her unexpectedly deep angry tone.

• "Lance, get the fuck out of here." She spat, now turning her head to look at him. Ah so thats his name.

• Her body was turned to face yours, her large frame mostly blocked your view from Lance, but it was pretty obvious he up and left without a word of retaliation.

• You eyed her questioningly scanning her lean (buff) frame.

• "You dont know a man thats trying to get in your pants when you see one?" She spoke firmly, turning her head to you.

• "I dont think he was.." You recalled all the events in the past five minutes and sighed internally "Mmfuck"

• Sevika took a draw of her cigar, watching you piece everything together, "So you really are stupid? I thought you were playing dumb." She scoffed.

• She couldn't lie. You were beautiful. It's a shame that all the men in the bar have probably eyed you at least once since you walked in. This thought made her lips twitch downward.

• "Bartender," Her voice booms "Get her another whiskey."

• Sevika ordering for a woman?? Absolutely unheard of. She means buisness. The bartender quickly grabs your drink offering a smile (that looked more out of fear than anything else) to Sevika.

• All the regulars know she only comes to the bar to either: A) Gamble B) Drink or C) beat someones ass. And despite her rough demeanor her actions were uncharacteristically...nice?

• "Thank you," You smiled up at her "I need to get better at that kind of thing"

• She slid into the barstool next to yours, where Lance had previously sat. "Is this your first time in the undercity? If not im suprised you havent been killed yet"

• Her question went unanswered as you watched the spread of her legs when she sat down, she has thick; definitely toned thighs. You swear you can see the muscle even with her pants on. Your eyes travel upward to look at her ever so slightly visible abs-

• "Hey, do you have nothing going on up there?" She sneered at you, now getting up from her stool. She was quickly irritated.

• "Im sorry, but you're gorgeous. Whats your name?" You ask, catching her gaze as she stood.

• She makes an incredulous expression for a second before going stone faced again "Be careful with what you say to strangers"

• Your drink arrives and she nods her head towards it before walking away, not leaving any room for you to thank her.

• Right as you're about to stare at her confident walk back to her booth a voice interrupted your thoughts, "Thats Sevika, Silcos second hand man." The bartender spoke.

• He knew you werent new, you had been coming for several years, but only casually. The only reason you stook out to him was because of you're genuine kindness when you spoke to him, not demeaning or demanding drinks.

• In return he usually warded off the men and women trying to snag you up and take you home.

• At his words you turned to look at her, but she was already staring back at you. Her gaze dark and almost hungry. You shivered at that, breaking eyecontact first.

• You didn't feel like drinking any longer, aching for the warmth of your home. You took a sip of whiskey and waved at the bartender before hopping off your stool to start towards the exit.

• You passed Sevikas booth on your way out, the men at her table eyed you and one wolf whistled loudly.

• Sevikas' eye twitched as she waited for you to exit the vicinity. She made note of the bell ring when you opened and closed the door to the bar.

• She wasted absolutely no time to jump on the man who wolf whistled, grabbing him by the collar and delivering an unforgiving punch to his face with her mechanical arm.

You definitely would be meeting again.

short authors note :) this is my first fic in FOUR YEARS so be patient with me guys ... anywho.. PLEASSEE send asks im begging, i crave to write right now. Im mainly writing for sevika and female characters ! But ill do anyone. ask me about fandoms ! (im in many) and ill write for basically any ask me for part 2 !! KUDOS AND COMMENTS ARE VERY APPRECIATED

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[abbyssgf]

a little sneak peek to my next coming fanfic with sev🥰 (i'll probably public it after I publish my fanfic with sevika from the second universe)

(if u want me to tag you in the fanfic then let me know in the comment)

[sevikasupremacy]

I don’t care what ya’ll say about that haircut my wife looks fabulous as always

[interneteclipse]

sevika <3

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

[valalice]

ꨄ︎ cw. fem!reader. smut nsfw. ab grinding/riding. sevika is a tease & a little condescending & mocking. smoking ( on sevika's part ). slight praise. begging. reader calls sevika sevi.

sevika's grip on your hips steadies you. the familiar feel of her warm calloused hand on you is a stark contrast to her coolly sharp mechanical arm. "shit. y're so wet already." she acknowledged. eyes flickering between your face of pleasure, your tits, and the movement of you working yourself on her—now—glistening abs. "needed you all day. looked s'good." you mumbled. arching into sevika, hands landing on her tits to gain leverage to grind you clit against the muscle at a new angle.

"is that so?" she teases. your eyes shut tighter and you clamp down harder on your already swollen bottom lip, determined to reach the bliss you've starved after all day. "mhm," you muffle out. your eyes startle open at an absence of a hand on you, only for sevika's large hand to be placed on the nape of your neck, a thumb stroking your cheek. there's a hungry glint in her eye and she moves her hand to the back of your neck to push you further into her, encapsulating your lips in a heated kiss.

when the two of you disconnect there's a sloppy string of saliva that connects you with her, it only pushes you over the edge more. you push yourself back up, but with her hand still on the back of your neck, she pushes you back down once more. lips just barely touching, "tell me how bad you needed me," your glossy eyes widen at her request. "and no more closing your eyes and biting your lip bullshit." her grasp on you releases and she reaches over to grab her cigar and lighter. the shift in her hips as she reaches over and the tightening of her mechanical arm still on your hip to keep you from moving too much as she moves has you clenching your cunt as the slight friction. lighting it, throwing the lighter back onto the nightstand and inhaling the smoke, letting it burn in the back of her throat before puffing out the smoke out through her nose.

you're met with the comforting grey of her eyes once more. sevika corks up a brow at you. "well? get to movin' and talkin'." her words breaking you out of the trance you were under, settling back into a position, beginning to grind your slick cunt on her tummy again. "atta girl."

the smoke from sevika's cigar filling the room adds to the cloudiness of your mind, "needed y'so bad." you repeat for probably the third time this night. "how so?" brows squinting together, your mouth falling into a small "o" shape. your body becomes hotter when you realize you're already close to coming soon. "ah— like this. me on top of you." you gasp.

"hm," she grunts, taking another drag of her cigar. the puffs of smoke exits her mouth as she speaks, "'nd what's got you all worked up, doll?" you know she's teasing you, she knows damn well what's got you so horned up. but regardless you tell her. "you. y're crop top. tummy and abs." she snickers at your answer. finding the way you're panting like a dog in heat cute.

"but, i wear the same thing everyday. what's so different?"

a loud groan erupts from you. falling forward into her once more. "sevi," you whine. "i—"

"you what?"

blinking down to glare down at her where you're met with a smirk. oh. "you're playing with me."

her eyebrows lift and the smirk turns into a grin, but it's quickly replaced by her taking her cigar into her mouth. "i wanna cum. please." the squelching noises of your cunt on her abs fills the room. you're so overworked and restless to reach your high.

"i don't know—"

you cut her off, "please, please, please." moaning out, "been so good, thinkin' of you 'nd only you all day." giving her the best doe eyes you can muster up at this moment.

sevika's gaze softens before it turns away from you. stretching out her arm to bud the end of the cigar. "sit up f'me." doing as she obeys. the hand once holding the cigar falls back into its place on your hips. she grinds you down onto her abs, "fuck, sevi." your wetness making it easy for her to continue moving your hips back and forth. she thinks there's something so raw and intimate about how you surrender your body to her, your willingness to trust that she'll take care of you the way you need. it swells something within her chest, and when you look so pretty all glistening, soft, and your chest shallowly raising and falling to contain and exhale air that you so desperately need. she can't help but give into you.

"c'mon, pretty. cum for me." she coxes in a husky lull. her harsh grip on your plush hips grinding your aching puffy clit onto her muscle tips you over. with a final gasp you shutter, whining out as sevika helps you ride out your high, still manipulating your hips to move. you slump against her, falling straight into her. curving your back so you'd be able to litter sloppy lovesick kisses across her face. "alright, stop that." you allow sevika to pull you away from her face, showcasing your dopey grin, "y'know you love it." you argue, leaning back down to give her a quick peck. "not really." she grumbles. rolling your eyes at her response you teasingly pinch her nipple. a gasp comes from sevika, sheepishly you giggle at her hardening expression. sliding off of her body to lie next to her.

"don't know why you got off. you're just—" she doesn't finish her sentence. "'m gonna what?" confused, brows furrowed as you watch her face soften. following her line of site, you're met with sevika's entire abdomen covered in your slick, traveling all the down past her belly button. you swear you see a glint in her happy trail and you know it's not just sweat. "sorry."

her dark gaze snaps to you, "sorry? you're cleaning your mess up."