#how to cook the best ribeye steak

[atomicami]

make you mine

dbf!cowboy!sevika x fem!reader

- summary: you've always had a longing for your dad's best friend ever since she moved into the ranch next door. however, you've had to keep your feelings to yourself out of fear of rejection and for the sake of their friendship. that is...until one night changes everything.

- content: smut MDNI, porn with plot, wild west au, forbidden love trope, age gap (reader is 21, sevika is 40), old town/ranch setting, sevika has her prosthetic arm, sevika only has a soft spot for reader, drinking & gambling, some harassment & violence (bar fight), gentledom!sev, lots of eye contact, sevika becomes very possessive, reader is shy at first but gets bold later on, use of pet names (sweetheart, darlin' etc), fingering & oral (both giving/receiving bc reader and sevika are a pair of munches), heavy scissoring, a little bit of sub!sev if you squint, and a little bit of aftercare in the end if you squint too

so i wrote this fic to try to cure the massive sevika brainrot that i’ve been having lately but it didn’t work…i still need her

You didn’t mean that much to her…or at least that’s what you had thought.

The feelings were innocent at first. It would begin through a small bit of contact, whether she’d accidentally brush her hand over yours or place her hand on the small of your back when mounting you on one of her horses, you’d end up getting chills down your spine and a small spark would start igniting in your chest. As time passed, it became more prominent. Every time she was near you, that same spark only grew more and more, followed by a tension that lingered between the two of you. You weren’t sure if it was just in your head, and you couldn’t tell if she felt the same way…until now.

It was the night before, and the three of you sat at the dining table having a steak dinner that you cooked up. Earlier that day, Sevika had accompanied you to the meat market to get those steaks. She insisted on paying for them and had already handed the cash to the butcher before you could even pull out your wallet. So to return the favor, you decided to invite her over for dinner.

You’re seated at the table, and before you start eating, you first watch as Sevika and your father take the first bites of their plate, hoping that the steaks turned out okay. “How is it?” you ask them. “I tried out a new seasoning this time.”

“It’s delicious, kiddo,” your dad had said, digging into his plate for another bite. “You always know how to make a mean ribeye.”

Sevika sat across from you, reaching out for her utensils. When she had finally taken a bite, a soft groan came from her as she savored the flavor of it. “Damn, this is good,” she added to your dad’s comment. “I might have to start coming over for dinner more often if you’re gonna be cookin’.”

You giggle at Sevika’s comment and look up at her, watching her go in for the next bite. “M’glad you like it, Sev.” Once you’re satisfied knowing that the food turned out well, you adjust yourself in your chair to start eating. As you do so, your boot ends up lightly brushing over Sevika’s leg, and, in an instant, you bring your feet back to yourself. You hope she didn’t notice your accidental contact, but it was clear that she did.

Sevika froze for a moment when she felt your boot brush up against her leg, and she couldn’t help but blush when you had done so. You hadn’t known just yet, but Sevika would also get that same spark inside her every time you were in her presence. She had never felt this way with anyone to begin with, especially with his best friend’s daughter out of all people. On the contrary, she’s mostly seen you like any other girl in her 20s, too young and naive to take seriously. Sure, you were headstrong, but in her eyes, it only added to your recklessness. That was until one particular night last year, when her feelings took a turn she never expected.

It was the night of your 21st birthday, and for a milestone birthday like that, there was no better way to celebrate than a night of drinks and dancing at the dance hall with your friends. You were too drunk to remember most of the events that night, but Sevika sure didn’t forget.

The night had blurred into a dizzying mess of laughter and alcohol, and by the time you found yourself outside the dance hall, your head was spinning. You fumbled for your phone, dialing Sevika’s number with shaky hands. 

Sevika was fast asleep when her phone rang, cutting through the peacefulness the night was bringing her. She let out a groan when she recognized your number. Groggily, she answered, her voice thick with sleep. “What now?”

“Sevika,” you slurred into the phone. ”I need you to come get me…I’m too drunk…please.”

With a sigh, Sevika got off of her bed and threw on her boots. “Fine, just…hang in there, I’ll be right out.” She wasn’t pleased to be pulled out of bed this late, but she couldn’t be one to leave you stranded out on the streets either.

When she arrived, she didn’t waste any time. With a swift motion, Sevika helped you onto the back of her horse, her grip firm as you clung to her. “Jesus, kid, you’re a mess,” she muttered, her tone laced with impatience.

You leaned against her, your head spinning. “You’re so pretty, Sev,” you mumbled, barely able to keep your eyes open. “Like my knight in shining armor.”

“Yeah, sure,” she replied dryly, but there was a faint tug at the corner of her lips as she kept you steady on her horse.

By the time she got you home, you stumbled to the ground upon entrance. Your giggles were uncontrollable, and you were barely able to get back on your feet. Sevika helped you get back up, but her patience was quickly wearing thin. “Keep it down,” she warned, her voice low. “Or else your dad’s gonna wake up.”

You continued to giggle, still not fully aware of what was going on, and she picked you up and guided you to your bedroom. With a sigh, Sevika helped you sit on the edge of the bed, but before she could leave, you suddenly grabbed her by the collar of her shirt and kissed her.

The kiss caught Sevika by surprise. She froze for a moment, then pulled back, her expression unreadable. She stared at you for a moment before gently tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Go to sleep,” she said, her voice quieter than usual.

You lazily kick your boots off and lie down in your bed. You snuggle into your blankets, and your eyelids start to grow heavy. “Sevika…stay with me...” you murmured, the tipsiness sinking in as you instantly drifted off to sleep right after.

Sevika hesitated for a moment, her eyes fixed on your sleeping state before she sighed, her usual coldness returning. “Just sleep it off, kid.” she mutters, her voice soft but firm. She left your room, the door clicking shut behind her, leaving you to fall into a peaceful slumber.

As Sevika arrived back home, she couldn’t help but feel an unfamiliar ache in her chest. The events of the night replayed in her mind—your drunken giggles, the kiss, the way you looked in her eyes with trust and affection. She set her stetson hat down on the table and let out a long sigh, realizing that no matter how hard she tried to keep her emotions together, something had shifted. Something she wasn’t sure she was ready to face.

She was starting to catch feelings for you.

Ever since that night, that spark continued to linger inside Sevika when you were around. However, for the sake of your dad, she had to keep herself together and brush it off.

You continue to eat your meal as normal, but you could still feel Sevika’s gaze when you weren’t looking. But every time you look up to see her, she is just concentrated on her plate. But Sevika couldn’t handle keeping her eyes on her plate any longer. 

Sevika called out your name, and you looked up at her, fork still in your mouth. She had her elbow propped up on the table, her human hand holding her fork, which was pointing down at her plate as she spoke. “You doin’ anything tomorrow, by any chance?”

You slowly take your fork out of her mouth and set it down on your plate as you finish chewing. “M’not doing much tomorrow, just my usual chores in the morning, why do you ask?” you reply.

“Well…” Sevika began, trailing off for a bit before continuing. “Was wonderin’ by any chance if you’d like to get drinks tomorrow night? You and me?”

You hesitate for a moment, completely caught off guard by the unexpected invitation. Knowing Sevika, she wasn’t usually the type to hang out with you, especially for something as casual as getting drinks together. Your gaze shifts to your dad, who sits on your right. “As long as it’s okay with my dad, I could go,” you reply.

Sevika turned to look at your dad who was on her left, patiently waiting for his reply. You couldn’t tell, but deep down, Sevika was extremely nervous, not sure of how your father would react to the idea of her asking you out like this. He didn’t think anything of it though, and let it slide. Your dad turned to the two of you. “Well, I guess it won’t be much harm in you two goin’ out for a drink…” He replies.

You smile at your dad’s approval to let you go, leaning in to hug him. “Thanks, Dad,” you tell him, sitting yourself back down. Your dad nods and looks over at Sevika. “I’ll be workin’ late tomorrow though, won’t be back home til’ the early morning. Just make sure to bring her back home safe, all right?” Sevika nods in acknowledgment. “Of course, I’ll make sure she’s back home safe.” She says, giving your dad a reassuring pat on his shoulder.

Once the three of you finished dinner, you gathered up the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, with a bit of Sevika’s help since she offered. Eventually, Sevika had to head back to her place. Even though she lived close by, it still felt like she was miles away from you.

When Sevika got home, she quickly changed and slipped herself into bed. She tried her best to conceal things, but deep down, she couldn’t get the thought of you off her mind. It frightened her just as much to know that you could end up with someone else who wouldn’t treat you and care for you the same way she did. She wanted you all to herself. She wanted to claim you.

She wanted to make you hers.

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The next day passed like an eternity, but before you knew it, the late afternoon had arrived, and your evening was just about to begin.

You sat in your room by your dresser, finishing the touches on your makeup. You decided to dress in light colors for the night, wearing a lavender halter paired with a white skirt and boots, topped off with a white stetson on your head.

You hear a familiar knock at the door, instantly knowing that it was Sevika. It didn’t take her long to wait, within the first minute you were already downstairs and answering the door. You greet her with a smile, admiring the outfit she had picked out for the night. She was beautifully in contrast with you, wearing a deep purple button-up that complimented her olive skin and gray eyes, accompanied by black jeans and boots and a black stetson framing her short hair.

Sevika couldn’t help but take in how beautiful you looked in your outfit, her eyes scanning you from head to toe as she drank your figure in. “You look stunning,” she said, a small smirk growing on her face. 

You blush at Sevika’s comment, shyly looking down at your boots before looking back up at her. “Thanks, Sev, you don’t look so bad yourself.” You tell her with a giggle as you exit your house and close the door shut, and Sevika can’t help but smile back at you once you tell her how good she looks. She holds out her prosthetic arm and places it on the small of your back, guiding behind you as you two walk out of the porch together. You look up ahead in your tracks to see her horse awaiting your arrival, and Sevika whistles behind you to get his attention. Her black stallion trots over to the two of you, and Sevika first assists with mounting you onto him before mounting herself. You scooch closer to her and wrap your arms around her to secure yourself. Your hands clutch her abdomen tightly, and you could’ve sworn you felt her stomach flip when you did so. Once Sevika made sure you were secured onto her, she lightly tapped her heel on the horse’s side, signaling it to move forward.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to get to the bar, about fifteen minutes or so. Once you arrived, you let go of Sevika so she could dismount from her horse and tie him to the nearest post, securing her spot before coming over and helping you get off of him, her hands never leaving your waist until you safely stepped onto the ground. Sevika felt her heart beat faster when she did so. Just the feeling of your waist under her hands was enough to drive her crazy. As for you, you couldn’t help but get a fuzzy feeling in your body when she grabbed your waist, leading you to gently rub your thighs under your skirt to diminish that feeling somehow.

Sevika walked through the batwing doors of the bar with you following behind her, the heavy scent of whiskey and tobacco hanging in the air once you stepped foot. The low murmurs of conversing patrons mix with the clink of glasses and the shuffling of boots on the wooden floor. The piano plays a slow and steady tune, making the atmosphere of the bar feel timeless.

Sevika skims around the bar when suddenly a voice calls her over. “Hey Sev! Care for a round?” the man says with a challenging smirk, holding a deck of cards in his hand. Sevika smirks back at him, taking up the offer. “Oh, you’re on,” she tells him. She was about to head to her poker group but stopped for a moment and turned to you. “Mind grabbing us drinks? You can put it on my tab, my treat.” She tells you with a wink.

You nod with a smile as you signal Sevika off to go to the poker table. The table of men cheered for her when she arrived, patting her heavily on her shoulders before they started the game. Once she’s sat, you head to the bar to order the drinks. The bartender hands you the beers within a few minutes, and you go to the poker table to sit down next to Sevika. She keeps you close by your side as she plays the game with her group.

The both of you go through the first round of drinks pretty fast. Once both of your glasses are empty, you tap Sevika’s shoulder to get her attention. “I’m gonna get another drink, do you want one?” I ask her, pointing at her empty glass. Sevika looks over at you and nods. “Yes, please,” she says, handing you her empty glass. Her eyes move over to her deck of cards and back up to her group. “In fact…” she trails off, sliding her winning cards to the middle of the table. “Get us all another round, on me!” she says as she brings her chips over to her side of the table. The men cheer for her, and a few of them groan as they have lost the game. You smile at her excitement over her win. “All right then, I’ll be back,” you say, getting up from the table and making your way back over to the bar to order the next round. Sevika’s gaze didn’t leave you once you did, and she kept herself close enough to where you were in a line of her sight the whole time.

You look over at Sevika and flash her a smile before turning back, awaiting the next round of drinks. The peace didn’t last long, though, when suddenly a man enters the bar and makes the decision to sit uncomfortably close to you. “Hey there, little lady,” he calls out to you. “You here by yourself?” An uneasy feeling washes over Sevika when she saw the man approach you, not liking the fact that he was invading your space like that. She makes sure to keep an eye on him from the table, her eyes focused on you as she continues playing her game.

You scoot away from him, signaling that you’re not interested in him. “No, I’m with someone.” You tell him, cocking your head to the side and pointing over at Sevika. The man barely glances back at her and rolls his eyes, not even seeing her as a possible threat. “Well, you’re by yourself over here, aren’t ya? Think you could use some company…” The man then places a hand on your bare knee, and it leads you to pull your knee away from him. “No, thank you, m’not interested.” you reply.

Sevika’s eyes stay glued to the man and his movements. She knew you could take care of yourself, but the thought of you being close to such a sleazy guy like him made her blood boil. It took everything within her to compose herself, keeping her cool as she remained seated at the poker table.

Things begin to heat up a bit, and your voice starts to rise. “I already told you, sir, m’not interested.” You get off the bar stool, and he does the same. He corners you against the wall, and a sick feeling starts to grow in your stomach. “C’mon, little lady, I can show you a real good time.” He continues to push through you, and before you can say no, his hand trails up your skirt and squeezes your ass, which causes you to raise your hand and slap him across the face in an instant motion. “I fucking said no, asshole!” you shout back at him.

That was the last straw for Sevika. She couldn’t take it anymore. Her entire body shook from rage and anger from what she had just seen. Instantly, she rises from her seat and slams her fist down onto the table, causing the chips and cards to shake from the force. She makes her way over to the both of you, shoving the guy onto the ground and standing right in front of him, the scene causing the bar to go silent. “Didn’t your dad ever teach you how to respect a lady, boy?” she said sternly, narrowing her eyes down at him. “She already told you, she’s not interested.”

The man glares menacingly up at Sevika as he spat on the ground. “You want something, old hag?” He said back, his tone laced with venom as he looked her up and down. Sevika huffs out of her nose and clenches her metal fist in anger, feeling her rage boil even more at his comment. She takes another step forward at him. “Leave, or I will make you.” She growled out, her stance growing into a fighting position. You stay silent as you keep yourself behind Sevika. The guy gets up from the ground and faces her. “Y’know what?” he says. “It’s fine…didn’t even care about bringing that little bitch home with me anyways.” he spits back referring to you.

Sevika couldn’t stand hearing him insulting you like this, but she needed a good enough excuse to deck him in the face, and she wasn’t gonna take up any more of the disrespect that man was giving you. Without a second thought, her fist flies into his face, knocking some of his teeth clean out as he stumbled back onto the ground. She grabs the man by the collar of his shirt and brings him up to her level. “Fucking mess with my girl again, and you might not make the next hit I give you.” she growls at him before letting him go and shoving him back to the ground.

You look at Sevika in pure shock at what she has done. Now, you weren’t in shock about what she had done to the man; he deserved it. You were more in shock about what she had called you.

“My girl.”

“My girl, my girl, my girl…” Her words repeat in your head like a broken record player. Never in your life, never in the years that you had developed these growing feelings for Sevika, had you expected those words to come out of her mouth.

You snap out of your thoughts as you see the man getting up off the ground and admitting defeat. He scurries out of the bar without a second thought, leaving Sevika standing there as she huffed and caught her breath. She kept her eyes on the doors for a moment in case he tried to come back before finally calming down. She let out a deep breath and turned back to look at you. She had this somewhat fearful look in her eyes, and you knew what it was. She feared that you might have heard the words that slipped from her mouth at that moment. You needed to tell her about it, the curiosity was starting to consume you, but now was not the time or place to talk about that.

You quickly shook your head, pretending to be unaware of it for now. You look around the bar to see that everyone is still silent, still staring at the two of you. “Show’s over!” you exclaim, and everyone goes back to their usual business. “Sevika…are you okay?” you say, approaching closer to her as you check both her human and metal fists for any bruises or dents. 

Sevika could feel her heart flutter when you took her hands into yours, goosebumps erupting on her arm when your soft palms touched her calloused human hand. “Yeah, I’m okay,” she replied, her voice going soft as she looked down at your hands inspecting her own. “I’m more worried about you, though. You ain’t hurt or nothin’?” She asked, looking down at you with concern. You shake your head in response, setting her hands back down at her sides. “No, he just grabbed me, that’s all,” you tell her. She lets out a breath of relief at your response, knowing that you weren’t hurt. After making sure the guy wasn’t around anymore, the two of you decided that it was time to call it a night and head back home instead. “C’mon, let’s start heading out.” She said, putting a hand on your waist as you both exited the bar. 

The ride back was oddly peaceful, to say the least. There wasn’t much to be said at the moment since Sevika had saved you, and you both enjoyed the quiet more than usual as you both took the scenery of the sun setting around you, too. Your hands stayed secure on Sevika’s waist as she rode her horse, and your head rested on her back. You felt so safe around her that your body felt the need to briefly go to rest at that moment. 

The horse came to a stop once you both got back to your father’s ranch, and Sevika noticed that your arms weren’t moving and the grip you had on her waist was more relaxed. She slowly twists herself around to see that you had dozed off behind her during the ride back home. She gently shakes your shoulder to wake you back up, and her insides melt as you slowly regain consciousness. “Hey there, we’re back at your place now,” she says to you softly. “Let me help you get down, darlin’.” 

Sevika moves her hands down from her horse’s reins to your waist, gently lifting you off of the horse before letting you back down onto the ground. She dismounts herself right after, and you gently rub your eyes to fully wake yourself up before looking back up at her. “Thank you again for doing that at the bar, Sev…I really appreciate it.” It made her happy to know that you appreciated her help, but in her mind, it felt like the natural thing to do. “Of course, sweetheart. I couldn’t stand seein’ you be bothered by some creep like him.” She said with a soft grin, looking down at you. “Lemme walk you inside, yeah? S’getting pretty late now.”

You follow by her side as the two of you approach the front door and unlock it, letting yourself inside before Sevika lets herself in behind you and closes the door shut. The house was the same as you had left it, meaning that your dad still wasn’t home yet. This gave you the perfect time to ask Sevika about what she said at the bar. Part of you didn’t want to bring it up, but you couldn’t help it. You needed to know what she meant. “Hey Sev,” you turn around to face her. “Can I ask you something?”

Sevika stood at the doorway for a moment before turning around to face you. “Of course, what is it?” she asked.

You shyly look down at the ground, fumbling with your hands as you try to muster up the courage to ask her this. “At the bar…after you beat up that guy, you…you said something, or, well, called me something to be exact.” You paused for a moment before continuing. “You…you called me your girl…What did you mean by that?”

As soon as you had brought up what she said at the bar, Sevika could start to feel her heart beat out of her chest. She hadn’t intended to say it in the first place; it just slipped in the moment. However, she got caught by you, and she knew she had to explain herself before any misunderstanding occurred. “I…” She started, not knowing what to say. Sevika gulped and brought her gaze to the ground, trying to compose some sort of reply.

It was clear that you had caught her in a vulnerable position by asking her this. You’ve never seen her get like this at all before, but you didn’t want to make her more uncomfortable, so you try to shake off the situation. “It’s okay, Sevika, you don’t have to talk ‘bout it if you don’t want to.” You tell her calmly. “‘Was just curious, that’s all.”

Sevika felt her heart drop for a moment when you told her this. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to say it, she just didn’t know how to tell you. She feared that this could go downhill. But she had to do it. This was her chance; this was the opportunity for her to be honest with you, and she couldn’t keep holding it off anymore. “No, no, I-I can explain,” She insists, reaching her human hand out to take one of yours. You gently grab her hand and bring her over to the couch so she can feel comfortable talking to you. “S’okay Sev, what is it?” you ask her as you sit down right next to her. She didn’t know it, but your heart was beating just as fast as hers was. You were praying to yourself that she’d feel the same way that you did.

Sevika took a deep breath as she prepared herself to share what was going through her mind. She mentally prepared herself for any reaction you had given her, whether it could be anger, disgust, or just any sign of rejection. But she was also hoping that maybe, just maybe, you’d feel the same way that she did. 

“I’ve had my eye on you for a while now, sweetheart, I can’t deny it anymore…” She pauses for a moment before continuing. “Somewhere along the way, I started growin’ some feelings for you in a way I didn’t expect…I…I started falling in love with you.”

Your eyes widened at Sevika’s confession, and you could hear your heart beating faster once she let those words out. However, you give her a look of uncertainty; part of you is still finding it hard to fully believe it. “Sevika…do you really mean that?” you ask her, to which Sevika slowly nods in confirmation and gently squeezes your hand in reassurance. “I mean it, sweetheart, every single damn word.” She said, locking her eyes with yours.

There’s another pause before you gather the courage to ask. “When did you realize it?”

Sevika’s gaze softened, her thumb gently brushing over your knuckles. “That night…your birthday,” she admitted quietly. “When I brought you home, and you kissed me, it was like somethin’ clicked. Couldn’t stop thinkin’ about you after that.” She paused, her voice growing a bit more vulnerable. “But I think, deep down, I’ve been feelin’ it for a long time before then—I just didn’t have the strength to admit it.”

Sevika’s words made your heart skip a beat, but another detail had left you flustered. “Wait…” you stammered, heat rushing to your cheeks. “I kissed you?” You stared at her, trying to recollect your memory from that night.

Sevika chuckled softly, her lips curving into a small smile. “You don’t remember?” she asked, tilting her head slightly. “Guess you were really wasted that night. But yeah, you kissed me—caught me off guard, too.”

Your hands trembled inside hers, the weight of her confession and your embarrassment pushing down on you. You shyly lowered your gaze to the ground. “Sevika, I…I didn’t think you felt the same way,” you admitted quietly. “I’ve caught feelings for so long, but I was afraid to say anything, ‘cause I thought you’d push me away—“

Sevika didn’t want to hear the rest of it. Instead, she places her human hand behind your neck and pulls you in for a tender kiss, cutting you off mid-sentence. You let out a gasp as Sevika locks your lips with hers, and you melt into it instantly. Sevika pulls away for a moment, still keeping her lips near yours. “I could never push away a girl like you, sweetheart,” she whispers and brings you back in for another kiss, your heart fluttering with pure joy at her words. The two of you stay like this for a moment, relishing the feeling of Sevika’s soft lips against yours. However, the mere thought of your father finding out about you and Sevika—his lifelong best friend—starts to hit you like a rock, and you slowly pull away from her. “But Sev, what ‘bout my dad?” You ask her. “You know how protective he is of me…he’ll kill you if he finds out…”

It was hard for Sevika not to feel her heart sink as you brought up the topic of your father finding out. The two of you know that it’ll happen at some point, no matter how hard you both try to be discreet about it. It gave her an uneasy feeling, but it wasn’t something that she wanted to be thinking about right now, and frankly, neither did you.

“I know, sweetheart, but don’t worry about that now,” she said softly. “We’ll figure it out when the time comes. M’not going anywhere, okay? I’m willing to take that risk for whatever happens, as long as I get to make you mine.”

Her words eased the knot that formed in your chest, even if it was just for a little. For now, that reassurance was enough for you. You lean into her and give her another kiss. “Least for now,’ you mutter out to her. “I don’t want him knowin’ yet.” Despite that you had to get serious about keeping your dad from finding out, there was just something about keeping Sevika a secret that you found so…thrilling.

Sevika slowly deepened the kiss, her hands finding themselves on your waist as she shifted you over and straddled you onto her lap, pressing herself closer to you as she took in as much of your scent as she could. She slowly ran her tongue across your lower lip, asking for permission. Your lips part open, and her tongue enters your mouth. Her hands begin to roam up and down your body, and they make a brief stop at your hips. She gently squeezes them to bring you closer to her, causing you to gasp into her mouth. The two of you could feel each other growing needy with each passing second, and you were about to be the one who was bound to submit first.

You pull your mouth away from Sevika for a moment, just to catch a breath and look into her eyes. You brace yourself for what you’re about to ask her next. “My…my dad’s still not home yet...we can take things upstairs if you’d like…” You tell her, playing with the collar of her shirt.

There was no further explanation needed after that. Sevika wanted you, and you wanted her— there was no need to deny it or hide from it anymore. Sevika stands up from the couch, and you wrap your legs around her waist, not wanting to get yourself off of her as the both of you head upstairs to your bedroom.

Sevika enters your bedroom and slowly sets you down on your bed, looking down at you with a look of desire in her eyes as you sink into the bedsheets. Your stetson falls off your head once it hits the bed, so you toss it out of the way as Sevika gets your boots off before doing the same with hers. She’s quick to get on top of you, her broad figure towering over your frame, and the brim of her stetson brushes over your forehead. As you did with yours, you take it off of her head and toss it aside, giving you the space you need to lean into her for another kiss. Once her lips reunited with yours, Sevika gently slipped her thigh between yours while also taking your left leg into her human hand and pulling it up on her hip as she deepened the kiss. Her knee begins to push up against your clothed cunt, and you let out a soft moan, causing you to part your mouth away from hers and tilt your head back against the pillow. This gave Sevika the chance to lean in and let her lips fall onto your neck, savoring every sound that elicited from your mouth as she left a trail of wet marks on your skin. 

The feeling of Sevika’s soft, warm lips pressing against your neck was a feeling that your body couldn’t resist. You begin to squirm under her, and you try to rub your thighs against each other for some relief. This didn’t go unnoticed by Sevika. She quickly realized what you were trying to do. She let her body lean against yours and brought her mouth up to your ear. “Do you need somethin’, sweetheart?” She purrs,  to which you nod quickly in response.

“Words, baby.” she says sternly.

You take a deep breath as you try to get the words out of your mouth. “Yes, Sev…I need you…” You whisper back to her.

Sevika let out a soft hum of approval when you said what she needed to hear, and at that point, she wasn’t going to hold herself back anymore. “Good girl,” she mutters, pushing her thigh harder against you once more. You let out another gasp, praying that Sevika didn’t feel the wetness pooling in your underwear. “I’m gonna make you feel so good, okay?” You start to feel drunk from her touch, trying to muster up another response. “I-I need you to make me feel good, Sev…need you to make me yours…”

With that, Sevika brings her human hand down and her fingers gently trace along the outer edge of your underwear before letting them go south, smirking as she feels the thin fabric start to get wet. Her fingers gently push your panties to the side and begin to give your pussy the attention it’s been needing. “Goodness, you’re so wet, darlin’…is this all for me?” she asks, looking up at you. You nod quickly in response. “Yes, Sev…s’all for you…”  You get desperate for more contact, so as Sevika’s fingertips continue to run through your folds, you reach your hand under your shirt and trail it up to your breast, gently squeezing it.

Sevika’s eyes darkened at the sight of you. It was taking everything in her to not just take you already. The soft gasps, the pretty noises, the sight of your body, the wet sensation of your needy pussy…it was all so perfect. Sevika began to slowly slide one of her thick fingers into your pussy, and you let out a groan as you grind yourself against her, feeling so content with having a part of her inside of you. However, it didn’t feel like enough just yet. You craved more of her, so you decided to pull an unthinkable move. 

Instead of letting Sevika continue, you bring your other hand down to hers and pull her finger out of you. You then bring it up to her lips so she can get a taste of your arousal. You watch as her lips slowly part themselves open, and she sucks on her finger, the taste of you sending a shiver down her spine. Sevika let out a groan of satisfaction before pulling her finger out of her mouth. “Goodness, darlin’…you even taste perfect.” She whispered out to you, leaning down to kiss you deeply. You moan into Sevika’s mouth as a result, tasting your own arousal in the process. You then pull yourself away from her to look into her eyes. “It’s all for you, Sevika…only you.”

A smirk begins to grow on Sevika’s face. She liked what she was hearing. “Hm, all mine, you say? I sure like the sound of that…” she says, her tone almost teasing. Her lips make their way back to your neck, kissing it once more.

“Do you like it when you’re mine, sweetheart?” she mutters as her lips continue to leave new marks against your skin. “Do you like it when I take you apart like this and claim you as my own?”

You nod quickly in response, only to be startled by a sudden harsh squeeze of her prosthetic hand on your hip. “Words, baby. Need to hear you say it.”

“Mmm—yes, Sevika…” you gasp out. “Wanna be yours, only yours.”

“Now that’s more like it.” 

As Sevika continued to kiss down your chest, you allowed yourself to untie the neck of your top and slide it off of yourself, fully exposing your breasts to her. Sevika pulls away and lets her hungry eyes linger over your chest and torso, viewing the areas of your skin as a blank canvas for her to mark her territory with her lips. She brings her mouth down to your breast and begins to gently suck on the soft flesh, causing a moan to escape from your mouth as a result. She smirks against your skin, then brings her lips to your nipple and takes it into her mouth, humming as she feels it quickly harden under her lips. She continues to take her time with you like this, going down your torso mark by mark until she briefly stops at the hem of your skirt. “Lift your hips for me, sweetheart,” she instructs you.

You oblige to her and lift your hips, opening space for her to slide her hands under you and pull your skirt and underwear down in one fluid motion. You’re now completely exposed under her, like a deer in the headlights, and you can’t help but impulsively close your thighs shut in embarrassment once you notice how wet you were for her. Sevika chuckled over how shy you got for her, and she planted a soft kiss above your knee as she looked up at you. “C’mon, sweetheart…don’t get all shy with me now…” she mutters out quietly, gently rubbing your knees in encouragement.

Sevika gently shifts herself down on the bed and lies down on her stomach, settling herself between your closed legs. She moves closer to you, and her hands go down from your knees to your shins. “Open up for me, baby…” she pleads to you. “I promise I’ll take real good care of you, darlin’… but you have to let me in.”

You can’t help but give in to her words, and you slowly spread your legs out, exposing your soaking cunt to the older woman. Sevika could feel her mouth water at the sight, and she was desperate to get a taste of it. “Such a pretty pussy, baby…” she mutters out. “So nice ’n wet for me…gonna fuck you so so good.” She leans into you and begins to gently lap her tongue through your folds, collecting your arousal on her tastebuds. Sevika let a soft growl escape her mouth as she tasted you, her grip on your thighs tightening as she felt her own body react to the sounds you were making. 

“Oh, God…” you gasp out at the sensation, your gaze peering down at Sevika, and she can’t help but chuckle again at your initial reaction as she spreads your thighs out further to get more space. “God ain’t here to help you now, baby, just me.” she says, licking another stripe up your folds. “It’s ironic, though, seein’ as how your wet little pussy is the closest thing to heaven that I could ever get a taste of.” She dives her head back into your pussy for more, but her eyes remain fixed on you as she wants to catch every one of your reactions to her memory. She didn’t want to miss a single thing.

Sevika runs her hands down the back of your thighs and fully lifts your legs up, folding your knees up to your chest so she can get a better view of your pussy. You whimper at the vulnerable position that she puts you in, and you can’t help but tilt your head to the side and cover your face with the back of your hand in an effort to shield yourself. Sevika notices this and instantly takes her mouth off. “Uh-uh, no hiding,” She muttered in between her movements. She brings her metal hand up to yours and moves it away from your face.

“No hiding that pretty face of yours. If you want me to take apart this needy little pussy, you’re gonna let me hear every sound you make, got it? I want to see and hear all of you.” 

You whimper at her words, nodding quickly as you oblige to look at her. “That’s better…” she mutters, bringing her head back down to continue lapping at your cunt. More moans and whimpers continue to leave your mouth as Sevika keeps licking and sucking all of the wet and sensitive areas of your pussy. Without warning, as a sign of eagerness, she slides two of her fingers inside, and you let out a loud groan of satisfaction as she fills you. “Mm, you like that, needy girl? You like it when I fill you up like this?”  she growls lowly at you, keeping her gaze focused on you. She couldn’t take her eyes off of you—not even for a second. Sevika had to watch every single expression that you would make to know that you felt satisfied with the way she was touching you.

Without a second thought, Sevika gently slides a third finger into your pussy, and the reaction she gets out of you is priceless. Your jaw drops down, and your eyes roll back in pleasure when she begins to curl her fingers inside of you at a painfully slow pace. She leans into you and wraps her lips onto your throbbing clit, giving it the attention it needs. It didn’t take long for her to increase the speed of her fingers, instantly hitting all of the right spots for you to get close. “Oh fuck, Sev! Right there!” You call out to her, your hands gripping the sheets to keep yourself steady as she continues to ram her fingers inside your tight walls.

“You’re such a good girl f’me, lettin’ me hear all of you like that.” Sevika mutters from between your thighs. Her pace goes even faster this time, her hand being so strong that you could feel your whole torso shift back and forth on the bed. Your pussy begins to clench around her fingers, practically sucking them in you and taking them in all to yourself as you start to get close. “S-Sevika, please don’t stop…m’so close.”

“C’mon, sweetheart, cum for me…” Sevika’s fingers never stop moving, and she doesn’t take her eyes off of you as she is desperate to see the look on your face for when you cum undone onto her fingers. Your pussy starts to spasm around her, and the coil in your stomach begins to get tighter and tighter as you reach your peak. However, that building sensation felt a little different than usual. “S-Sevika, baby, wait,” You try to warn her. “I-I think I’m gonna—“

But it was too late. You couldn’t even finish your sentence as a loud moan of her name replaced it instead. Your jaw drops again, and your vision goes white as an obscene amount of your release squirts out of your pussy without warning, completely soaking Sevika’s face, fingers, and your bedsheets.

Sevika watched in awe as the beautiful sight of your orgasm unfolded right in front of her, never once letting her fingers slow down until you were thoroughly done with your release. Then, slowly, she eased her fingers out of you before lifting her head and licking them clean. Her eyes close for a moment as she savors the sweet and salty taste of your cum on her fingers. “My god, darlin’, you taste so damn good.” she mutters under her breath.

Her eyes blink back open and fix back on you as you recover from your high. Your eyes were fluttered shut, your head was tilted back against the pillow, and your breathing was evening itself out. After a few moments, you blink your eyes back open and bring yourself down to see Sevika still lying in between her legs. Her face and the collar of her shirt were soaked in your release, and you looked down to see the mess you created on your bedsheets. “Oh my god…” you gasp out. Your cheeks start to flush in embarrassment, and your trembling thighs close shut once again. A smirk spread across Sevika’s lips over how flustered you were getting. “Never done that before now, have you?” she asked. Your gaze shifts to the side, and you shake your head. Sevika brings her human hand up to your cheek, tilting your head back to her. “That…” she pauses, leaning in to kiss you. “Was the hottest damn thing I’ve ever seen.” She kisses you again and leans into your ear. “No one else gets to make you feel like this. No one else gets to fuck this pussy like I do. You’re all mine now, sweetheart. Mine and only mine.” 

“M’all yours, Sev…” you assure her. You’d hate to admit it, but the way that Sevika got possessive towards you turned you on in a way that you couldn’t explain. However, you couldn’t help but test out if she’d really feel the same way with you. You tilt your head and lean into her. “In that case…does that mean you’re mine too?”

Oh, now Sevika was intrigued. She gently pulled her head back, looking back at you directly. “That a challenge now? You gonna be possessive over me?” she purrs at you, her eyes still locked onto yours. “You’re playing a dangerous game there, sweetheart,” she warns. “And you might get yourself in trouble.”

“Trouble?” you say in mock innocence, clutching your hand over your chest as if you had been threatened by her. “No no no, m’not looking for that. I was simply just wonderin’ if now…” You pause for a moment, moving your head from Sevika’s ear to her neck to gently plant kisses of your own onto her skin. “…if now, I could return the favor.”

Sevika lets a low chuckle escape her, and her eyes flutter shut for a moment just to feel the sensation of your lips against her skin. Her smirk remains on her face, though, still keeping her tough persona on you as she refuses to submit. “Hmm”, she muttered, the tone in her voice laced with amusement. “You think just ‘cause you want it you can get it that easy? You seem to be getting ahead of yourself, sweetheart.”

Your uncertain look shifts into a pout, and Sevika can’t help but chuckle at you. “Ahead of myself? You think just ‘cause you can claim me, I can’t do the same?”

Without thinking twice, you shift away from Sevika and sit up on the bed. You hook your fingers onto the belt loops of her jeans and switch places so she’s now lying down. You go around her and wrap your legs around her torso, keeping you under her grip. You then grab her by the collar of her shirt and pull her towards you, locking your lips with hers in a deep kiss. She lets out a low moan against your lips and wraps an arm around you, her human hand reaching down to grab your ass tightly and keeping you pressed against her. You pull away from her after a moment, and your mouth starts to travel from her lips to her jaw, beginning to mark your territory on Sevika’s tanned skin by planting wet marks of your own.

Sevika let out a low whine as she felt every mark that your lips left behind, and her hand on your ass tightened as you kept going, squeezing your soft flesh between her fingers. “I thought you were gonna be treating me right, huh?” She teases with a smirk, feeling her body start to warm up as her hand moves up to your waist. You simply smirk against her skin, not stopping your movements. “M’just getting started, Sev…” Your hands trail up to the collar of her shirt, fingers meeting together at the first button. The first button pops open under your touch, and you make your way down to the hem until Sevika briefly lifts herself up to fully slide it off her shoulders and toss it to the ground. 

With your legs still wrapped around her, you sit yourself up to admire the sight of her exposed self beneath you. Your eyes trail down from her neck to her breasts, watching in awe over how large and beautiful they were. You trail your hands up and give them a gentle squeeze, watching how her soft flesh seeps through your fingers and feeling her nipples instantly harden under your palms.

A satisfied groan elicits from Sevika’s mouth as she begins melting into your touch. It was almost as if her own body was betraying her and submitting to you. But she couldn’t allow herself to give in like this so easily. “You’re mine,” she reminds you, lifting her hand and lightly running it over your thigh. “You keep touching me like this, and m’not gonna be able to hold back anymore. You sure you’re ready for that, sweetheart?”

A smirk grows on your face, and you lean back down to her level and bring her in for a kiss. “Then don’t hold back, Sevika,” you whisper to her. “You’re mine too, you know… and I’m ready for whatever comes next.”

With that, you continue to mark up the rest of Sevika’s body, your lips making the route south past her breasts and her abdomen, until they make a stop at the waistband of her jeans. Your lips part from her skin, and you begin to undo the belt buckle of her jeans, desperate to get them off of her. Sevika watched with growing desperation as you did so, and as soon as she heard the buckle come undone, she lifted up her hips and slid her jeans and boxers off of her thighs, letting you get rid of them completely.

You kneel back on the heels of your feet as Sevika opens up for you, and the sight of her was fucking glorious. Her brown, puffy folds perfectly framed her cunt which was completely shining with her arousal, and you could just visibly see the movements of her clit throbbing with desperation. Her pussy exhibited a kind of desire that only you could fix.

And so you immediately put yourself to work. You shift down on the bed and lie down on your stomach, your face now being settled in between Sevika’s thighs. With no hesitation, you dive right into her and lick a stripe up her pussy, your eyes closing in pure bliss at the addicting taste of her. 

Sevika lowly moaned your name once your tongue came into contact with her pussy, already so immersed in the pleasure that she didn’t even notice that her hand had tangled its fingers into your hair, holding you tightly against her. “Oh fuck, darlin’…you’re so good at this…” she praises.

Your eyes blink themselves open, briefly falling out of your trance as you look up at Sevika with the purest and most innocent look in your eyes as you meet her heavy ones. Sevika can’t help but slightly lift your face off of her pussy for a moment just to see the full look of you with her arousal now dripping from your lips, smirking as she does so. “Don’t give me that look now, sweetheart. You know exactly what you’re doing.”

Her teasing spurs you on, and you lean back into her pussy and continue to lap your tongue up her folds as she continues talking. “Wonder what your dad might think…his sweet girl submitting down to me like this…I bet he’d lose his damn mind if—oh fuck—“ She cuts herself off with a low groan as you insert a finger into her pussy, her nails digging into her scalp as she jerks her hips into your face.

“A-ah—“ you let out a groan against her pussy, and your eyes close shut again, fully immersed in the feeling of having Sevika’s hands in your hair while devouring her pussy. You quickly add in a second finger, and your lips travel up to suck her throbbing clit, causing Sevika to shut her eyes and arch herself further into your face, moaning and pleading you to keep going. “Fuck, oh god, sweetheart…k-keep going…”

Your tongue lays flat on her clit as it shifts up and down, and your fingers start to curl back and forth inside of her, instantly hitting all the right spots as you give her pussy all the attention it needs. Your movements catch Sevika completely off guard, her eyes flying open as she watches you devour her. “Oh fuck, right there! Right fuckin’ there…” she groans out, the wave of pleasure starting to rise in her as you begin to go faster.

It didn’t take long for Sevika to get close, and you could tell she was by the way her pussy began to clench and contract around your fingers. “God damn, darlin’, don’t fuckin’ stop…m’so close…” she pleads out to you. It was almost as if Sevika had no control over her pleasure anymore and became reliant on you to make her finish, and that’s exactly what you were going to do.

Sevika’s body begins to convulse, and you quickly lift your mouth off of her clit and replace it with your thumb, quickly rubbing it in circular motions as your eyes stay fixed on her, impatiently waiting to see the look on her face for when she comes undone. Sevika’s moans grow louder, quickly turning into cries of pleasure until she reaches her peak and cums with a final cry of your name as her eyes roll to the back of her head. Her pussy squeezes a few more times until your fingers are met with the warmth of her release, creaming them from your fingertips down to your knuckles. It was truly the most beautiful sight you have seen and felt.

As Sevika comes down from her high, she finds herself unable to say anything or even get a full breath until your fingers slow down and withdraw from her completely. Her eyes then flutter back open to see you sucking your fingers clean and savoring the salty taste of her release on your tastebuds. “My god, sweetheart…you can’t even imagine what you just did to me…” Sevika managed to say, lifting her metal hand to hold the side of your face. You lean into the palm of her prosthetic as it cups your cheek, and you pull your fingers out of your mouth once they were clean so you could speak. “I told you I can claim you just as good.” you say with a giggle.

Sevika let out a sharp exhale as she took in the sight of you. “I sure see that now…” she then slowly sits herself up, a smirk beginning to rise on her face as she leans in to kiss you, briefly tasting her release on your lips before pulling away. “Think you got another one in you, darlin’?”

Your eyes remain on hers when she asks you that, an eyebrow raising up as curiosity begins to pique your interest. “Depends if I can handle it, baby… What do you have in mind?”

Sevika lets out a chuckle as her metal hand moves to your chin and pulls you in for a deeper kiss. “For starters, how about we trade places, yeah?” she coos out, her hand sliding down from your chin to your waist, slowly rolling you over so you’re back to lying down on your bed with her hovering over you. She then leans back on the heels of her feet to grab onto each of your legs and she spreads them as far open as possible. To no surprise, you were completely wet for her again, as if she hadn’t even touched you at all. 

Sevika lets out a low groan at the sight of you, completely helpless and vulnerable under her grasp. “Mmm, you look so pretty like this, sweetheart…” she purrs out, her eyes never leaving your lower half. As she takes in the sight, Sevika lets a small smirk rise to her face as she leans down closer to your pussy, her grip remaining firm on your legs. “Such a pretty little thing…and so wet for me again already…it’s like she’s crying for more of me.” She continues, shifting her face closer.

“Mmm, Sev…again…” you whine out to her, then let out a soft moan as you feel that familiar tongue of hers lick a new stripe through your folds, followed by a hum of satisfaction coming from her. You had fully given yourself the expectation that Sevika would use her mouth and fingers on you again, but that wouldn’t be the case this time.

Sevika lifts her head back up and takes a second to admire how you looked under her; with your legs spread out under her tight grip and your soaked pussy clenching around nothing as a desperate sign to be filled up. She silently cursed herself for not wearing her strap tonight. She would’ve loved to see the beautiful sight of you being split open by her cock, thrusting into your pussy relentlessly until you’re shaking and coating her length with your release. However, she also wasn’t going to end the night abruptly and miss out on the opportunity to fuck you again, so she had to improvise.

With that, Sevika opens her own legs while keeping her grip on yours. She then hovers over you and presses her pussy right on top of yours, causing you to let out a gasp at the newfound feeling. The way that Sevika’s pussy fit perfectly against yours like that—the way her folds meshed on top of yours as if it were the missing piece of a puzzle—felt so satisfying to you.

Sevika lets out a moan once her cunt came into contact with yours, eyes fixed on the sight of it before she looks back up at you. “You feel that, sweetheart? Feel how good we fit together?” she muses out before pressing down even more and grinding up against you. “It’s like you were made for me, darlin’…Every part of you fits me right where it belongs.” As she felt how addicting it was to rub up against you, Sevika found herself closing her eyes and letting out more soft sounds of pleasure as she continued to slowly grind her pussy over yours. Your body gives the same reaction, your eyes fluttering themselves shut and your head slowly tilting back against the pillow, moaning at the sensation. “S-Sev, my God—you feel amazing…”

Without stopping her slow movements, Sevika slides her prosthetic hand under your head and gently tilts it up, leading you to open your eyes and look at her. You were so in awe of how she looked, how she sounded, and most of all, how she felt against you. It felt like you were in a fever dream. You were completely drunk on her, and she knew it. She loved it.

“S-Sev…” you gasp out, taking a second to catch your breath. “D-Don’t stop—ah!” 

Sevika brushes her clit over yours, causing you to cut off your sentence with a cry of pleasure. Your head throws back against her hand, and your body arches itself further into her pussy. Sevika lets out another low groan on her end, and her hand sets your head back onto the pillow and trails downwards to press down on your lower stomach. “You’re doing so good for me, sweetheart,” she murmurs, increasing the pace of her grinding. “You just keep making those sounds for me—ah—you sound so pretty baby…”

You start to whine under her as your gaze drops down to where you and Sevika were connected, and you can’t help but weakly grind against her, desperate to chase that stimulation again. Sevika looks down on you and smirks. She could tell you were trying to ask her something. “What is it, darlin’? You wanna feel that again?” 

Sevika felt no reason to ask again or to hear an answer from you. She fulfills your need as she brings her hand down to your pussy and lifts the hood with her thumb to expose your clit to her. She then adjusts herself upwards so her clit can stay directly pressed onto yours. “There you go, sweetheart…” she purrs out, moaning as your clit begins to throb against hers. “You just take that, baby…take my pussy for me like a good girl.” She begins to grind faster after that, making sure her clit rubs against yours with every move of her hips. But it still wasn’t enough.

“F-Faster, Sev, please…need to get there…” you plead out to her once more, and without a second thought—with no warning whatsoever—Sevika gives it her all and her movements start to go at a fast and relentless pace, completely catching you off guard. “Oh fuck, Sev! Right t-there, o-oh God…” Your words trail out at the end and your jaw goes slack at the intense pleasure she was hitting you with. Sevika couldn’t help but admire the sinful sight of you under her—so vulnerable and drunk in pleasure, with your mouth agape and your eyes all hooded, your hands still gripping tightly onto the sheets and your breasts bouncing uncontrollably as Sevika continued to ram her pussy against yours. It was a sight that she never wanted to stop seeing.

“Mmm…y-you look so…fuckin’ pretty like…this…” Sevika moans out to you, her words coming out in a heated tone as she watches your blissed-out expression. “Look how good you’re taking my pussy for me, my sweet girl…” Sevika presses herself harder against you, and you don’t even realize it, but she ends up taking your leg that was on top of hers and folds it to your chest to get a better angle, making sure she continues to hit the right spots for the two of you to finish. You start to cry in pleasure over the new position, and your legs start to shake under her grasp. “Sevika! O-Oh God, Sev—Right there! Right there, please!” you exclaim, practically begging her to keep her position there. The two of you were at your loudest right now. Between your cries and begs of pleasure, Sevika’s groaning, and the pornographic sound of your pussies squelching as they rub against each other, you’re honestly surprised that the two of you haven’t woken up the entire town at this point.

Sevika lets out a low, heated groan in response to your words, her movements not stopping one bit “Mmm, fuck…my God you feel so good…” she says, her breathing now coming out in heavy, uneven pants. As Sevika keeps her human hand on your thigh, her metal hand swings above your head and grabs onto the headboard to keep herself steady. The familiar coil in your stomach begins to form, and you start to get close again. “S-Sev…I…I’m so…” you pant out to her, trying your best to get the words out of your mouth. Sevika simply shushes you, trying to have you save whatever energy you had left in you for your release. “Shhh, baby, I know, I know…” she coos back, opening her eyes to look down at you. “Just let it go for me, sweetheart…let it all out.”

Sevika continues to talk you through it as you reach your peak, and with that, her clit brushes up against yours a few more times which finally pushes you both over the edge. Your cries of pleasure start to go in sync with her groaning, and both pussies begin to spasm around each other before you cum all over Sevika’s folds with a loud moan of her name. Sevika catches her release shortly after you, her hips stuttering out before finishing with a loud groan as her fluids spill out of her pussy and land onto yours. The two of you take a moment to catch each other’s breath, and Sevika slowly loosens her grip on your thigh while she lets go of the headboard. The two of you look down to where you were both connected, and Sevika pulls her cunt away from yours, causing you to whine at the loss. The strings of slick connecting the two of you breaks and Sevika slowly closes your legs before settling down next to you. “Mmm…sweetheart...You did so well for me…” she murmurs to you as she gently kisses your shoulder, her voice still filled in a deep and husky tone. Even after having sex with her, you still couldn’t help but find her voice to be intoxicating.

You simply hum at her in response and try to muster up some energy to tilt your head over and plant a quick kiss on her lips, leading the older woman to wrap her human arm around you and pull you closer to her. The warmth of Sevika’s embrace fades into the stillness of your bedroom, and the exhaustion catches up to you quickly, causing your eyes to flutter shut as slumber starts to consume you. It feels like only a moment has passed when your eyes open again, and you find yourself tucked beneath a clean set of sheets and a barrier of soft cotton hugging your figure. Your eyes slowly dart around your bedroom, and your heart sinks when you see Sevika with her boxers back on and searching for the rest of her clothes. A lump forms in your throat as you realize she’s getting ready to leave. You want to ask her to stay, just a little longer, even though you both know she has to go before your dad comes back. Before you can stop yourself, the words are quick to slip out of your mouth.

“Sevika?” you call out softly, your voice still laced with sleep. Sevika is quick to stop what she was doing to tend to you. “Hey there,” she says, giving you a soft smile once she sees that you had woken up. “You alright?”

You hesitate for a moment before continuing. The words feel heavy on your tongue, but the ache that was growing in your chest outdoes it. “Could you…could you stay…just a little longer? Please?” you finally ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

Sevika pauses, and her eyes flicker to the window where the faint glow of the moonlight is still filtering through it. For a moment, you thought she’d say no—but this time, she gives in—and whatever worries about your dad's arrival in the morning seemed to fade as she turned back to you with ease. “Of course, sweetheart…I’ll stay with you.” she murmurs, her voice tender as she removes her prosthetic arm and sets it down on the ground next to the bed. The weight of the bed shifts as Sevika climbs back into bed and lies down right behind you. Her human hand wraps around your waist and pulls you close to her. You instantly melt into her strong, warm embrace, but you can’t shake the possibility of your father walking in on the two of you, making you feel uneasy. Sevika is quick to take note of this and leans in to plant a couple of soft kisses on your shoulder blade, her lips brushing your ear as she leans into you. “Hey. Don’t worry about that right now, okay?” she murmurs. “Everything will be fine, I promise…I’ve got you.”

You nod, the weight of her words sinking in as her embrace wraps you in comfort and warmth. Slowly, the uneasiness disappears, soon replaced by a sense of peace only Sevika could give you. With her presence beside you, you let go of all your worries, and the gentle rhythm of her breathing brings you into a deep, restful sleep. As you drift off, a soft, reassuring thought crosses your mind—this night with Sevika felt like the start of something real, something that won’t fade.

For now, you’re unsure of what the future might hold, but with Sevika by your side, you feel ready for whatever could happen next.

god i wish she was real

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To Keep You From Breaking

Elain Archeron Week - Day 2 - Hope

Summary - When darkness feels as though it is approaching, Elain’s hope begins to spread to the Inner Circle through her small acts of kindness

Warnings - mentions of alcohol

A/n - A little late for @elainarcheronweek day 2, but alas, this went through heavily scrutiny and almost did not get posted. It does set up what I am about to explore heavily this week, so she got to stay. It's not my favorite thing, but it sets up the brother sister relationship I want to play with between her and Rhysand, which was ultimately the goal.

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“Whiskey…” she muttered to herself, rummaging the alcohol den Rhysand kept. “Whiskey.. whiskey.. yes!”

Elain seemed to glow as she grabbed the dusty bottle of amber liquor. She had kicked the Inner Circle out of the Moonstone Palace, telling them she would call for Rhysand or Feyre when they were allowed back.

She may not have had full control of her powers nor her situation, but Elain knew she could help. She could bring joy through her hope, her kindness, her talents in the kitchen. If this was how she could fight darkness until she gained the abilities she needed, then this is how she would fight alongside her family.

Even if she had to adjust some factors due to the Vanserra brothers being present, but she was always well prepared for a challenge.

Even if one of those challenges was a distracting one.

Peach cobbler with a whiskey glaze for Rhysand's complex tastes.

Ribeye steak with a rosemary butter to touch Cassian's love of all things protein.

Apple and feta salad to highlight Feyre's love of artistry in foods.

Butternut squash soup that was spiced with Autumnal flavors and loveliness for obvious reasons.

She touched everyone's tastes. A food, drink, or sweet to call to all of them. Something to let them know she cared, that she saw them, that she understood.

She set the grand table for a candlelit dinner with wine, spiked ciders, and hearty food, then moved to put the finishing touches on her dessert table, “Rhys,” she called for him mentally, choosing her newest best friend over her little sister. “I'm ready.”

She sent him that image. A table full of food with candle flame shimmering off the walls. Desserts so sweet they'd make your teeth ache from just a glance. Their arrival was immediate. Bodies taking seats with no care of who sat where or why.

The smell and sight was heavenly, healing parts of them untouched by anything else. Everything could wait.

There was no Beron in this place.

No Koschei.

No mortal queens raising an army.

Just family. Friends. Good food and strong wine aplenty.

Conversations flowed like the Sindra. Jokes being thrown in every direction and at everyone's expense. The mood was light for the first time in a very long time. It reminded them of safer days, or what could, and would, come.

They were strongest together and Elain knew this as she sipped her champagne. A soft calloused hand moved to hold hers under the table, squeezing softly as Rhysand caught her eye.

No words needed to pass between the two of them. The understanding was known and there. With just her inner spark, Elain brought them together, and with just her spark, she would ensure this meeting went smoothly as Night and Autumn met to discuss the change they were all ready to bring.

“Steak is good, El,” Cassian's mouth was half full. “Perfectly cooked.”

“The soup is also delicious, our sister should take notes,” Nesta put a brow up at Feyre, waiting for the new mother to sass her back.

“Says the female who offered a stale cracker.” It was Lucien. Lucien who fired back at Nesta to defend his friend before covering his mouth.

Silence quickly turned into loud laughter as Nesta immediately began justifying her choice to offer Cassian a cracker she'd carried in her pocket.

Her next act of kindness came in Rhysand's office. The House had gone quiet. Eris back in Autumn. Lucien at the Townhouse. Azriel the old Riverhouse. Cassian and Nesta at the House of Wind.

The High Lord was wide awake, though, ink dragging along parchment as he penned a letter to Helion and Thesan.

She entered the room slowly, a tray of cheese, fruits, and nuts in her hands. “I brought you snacks,” she moved to him. “A few different cheeses, fruits, your favorites.”

He glanced at her, smiling, “And you are up because?”

“Because you shouldn't be lonely.”

He helped her set the tray on the coffee table, taking a break to sit with her in his far too large office. “I'm used to being lonely-”

“Don't care,” Elain sat down, popping a chunk of cheese into her mouth. He sat across from her, studying her like she was a star ready to be mapped before him. She was an interesting creature. Soft, yet iron clad strength shined from within. Gentle, but an unmoving firmness.

“Your heart is still very human. Filled with hope,” he began. “Kindness. Curiosity.”

“You say these things like they are negative-”

“Never,” she whispered to him, her bottom lip trembling as she felt seen by him, felt her efforts paying off. “I promise.”

“No,” he immediately interrupted. “Contagious. They are contagious. Your kindness brings light, Elain. That light bring joy. That joy sparks hope.” He reached across the table, gently taking her chin between two fingers. “I told your sister this once, but be glad for your human heart, Elain. Never let it go. Never change.”

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[lamialamia]

K company is KBBQ

Get it? be cause K-

And the pacific theatre, which is like, right next to Korea?? (i'm asian i can make this joke)

Burgin is Salted flank steak (Chimasal)

Classic cut that never dissappoints anywhere. You can depend on this bad boy in a new kbbq joint like you can always depend on Burgin in war.

Sledge is Marinated Short Ribs (Galbi)

I know i'm biased and i'm giving Sledge my favorite meat cut in a kbbq. This baby boy is one of the best in the game, you are not having kbbq without him like how you are not watching the best of TP without Sledge.

Snafu is Kimchi banchan.

Sour, spicy, but essential to the table of kbbq. He's what set this meal apart. No matter how much you can or cannot handle him, you gotta have Snafu, like you gotta have kimchi.

Leyden is Ribeye steak.

A chunky boy that takes longer to cook but never disappoint. He might be a little too stubborn if you are not willing to wait or have weaker teeth, but he's a must-have for a group outing

Jay is the Free water.

A refreshing beverage in the middle of all the flavor. But also because Jay's lastname is De L'eau aka water, and you can't say he is not as important as water.

Hilbilly is Soju.

SOJU SHOT! SOJU SHOT! SOJU SHOT! He's what your parents would be having.

Ack-Ack is Doenjang Jjigae.

Rounding out the meal is a soup that is perfect for the soul. Warm you to the core every time just like Capt. Haldane fuck yeah~~

@staud we're so genius for this

[sunnysana]

hi i was wondering if you could do a geonwoo from bloodhounds x reader? maybe they’re on a date and he gets protective over the reader?

Gunwoo × Reader / when he gets protective

A/N: Hiii, thank you so much for the request. I love the idea and I hope you enjoy! I hope it reaches your expectations.

Warning(s): None? (Not proofread, lmk if anything sounds odd!)

The air was chilly outside in the evening. However, the atmosphere is cozy. Just holding his warm hands made your day a tad bit better.

Small clouds of warm breath fill the air as you walk towards your favorite Korean barbecue spot at a steady pace.

He'd often take you there as he formerly worked there and liked to show off his skills cooking the meat. Anything to impress you.

Actually, it's the place where you went on a first date together when he finally had the guts to ask you. Which you ofcourse immediately accepted as you had hoped for this day to come.

Now you're going back there. You're almost regulars at this rate. It's become a repeating occurrence.

It's his favorite place to go, and hotpot his favorite food... well, short after ribeye steak, but that's too expensive. Though once in a while, you liked to suprise him with it.

"I can't wait any longer. I'm starving," he said, his hand slightly squeezing yours in excitement. He had a lot of boxing training today with his best friend Woojin and now had a great appetite cause of it. "Me too, you must be after training so much you better eat well," a chuckle leaves quickly after.

The light of the familiar sign of the restaurant gives a warm color to your faces as you stand at the entrance of the place. "Good thing we're here cause I'm not waiting any longer" he rushed in playfully, not wanting to wait any longer, giving you no time to think. "Hey Gunwoo, wait for me!".

Moments later, you're both seated and all set on the soft plush sofa you know all too well. And the smell of hot beef. Which he cooked like a pro.

not too long and not too short. Perfect.

Like always, he'd feed the first piece to you with a soft smile plastered onto his face. "Open up, I made it just how you like it" he extended the piece of meat between his metal chopsticks after blowing on it to cool off.

He wouldn't want you to have to do any of the work like the gentleman he is.

"Mhm, it's perfect." You chew on the perfectly cooked meat which makes his cheeks tint a light color of pink, though he'd deny it if mentioned. Though perfection is what you'd expect of someone who had worked there as well.

After a while of enjoying the fun date together getting taken care of by your boyfriend Gunwoo, you decided to head for a bathroom break.

You stand up, getting out of the plush seating and give him a quick teasing peck on the cheek. "I'll be back in a moment, wait for me" with a chuckle you head there.

Gunwoo is really the best, you think. He always makes sure to treat me like a princess and take care of me. It's adorable, really. Even Woojin liked to tease him for it.

You reach the door and do your thing. When stepping back out into the main dining area, an unknown guy stops you as you're a few meters away from you and Gunwoo's table.

Must be a new server. You don't recognize him, though he must be a new server as he's wearing the uniform.

He gave a short greating as I akwardly returned the same. Taking a small glance at the name card, it said Yoon Sihun. "Hello, I've heard you're a regular here by my colleagues, you can call me Sihun".

"Yeah, you could say so" I said politely, though trying to get back to Gunwoo quickly". "You're pretty, you know I'd love to take you out sometime".

That didn't go unnoticed. Before you could even reply, an arm wrapped around your shoulder protectively. "Let's go back to our table, shall we?" He remained composed though giving a certain look towards the waiter. And then quickly took you back to our table at a semi rushed pace.

He's just like a golden retriever.

You both sit back down at the table, though this time you're next to him. "What was that guy all about..." he tries not to show it but sulks a little. "Are you pouting?" A small chuckle of endearment leaves your mouth. He huffs softly.

He would've been fine if it was just a compliment. He wants you to know how amazing you are. Though asking you out was too much. No way he'd let someone take you away from him. Your his. And he's planning to keep it like that. You're his special girl.

"You know I'm only for you, don't worry, hm?" You playfully poke his cheek, which makes him soften up. Though you always manage to without much effort. He's just a big softie on the inside after all.

Luckily, the date wasn't ruined by that. Though Gunwoo would just have to keep an eye on that new guy the next time. You'll just make it up by giving him extra cuddles tonight.

Just what he loves.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

A/N:

Hi, I hope you all enjoyed it! Sorry if it's a little short. Feel free to request again if you'd like I'd love to write again for you!

Also, a tag for another person who asked if I could write for Gunwoo:

@vampyyjules

[according2thelore]

i just reread ur Love Potion no. 9 and now I’m thinking about es!dean cooking ls!sam a ribeye bc he has a KITCHEN here and ls!sam trying to make himself eat it <3 anyway love ur stuff so much

EEP! thank you anon! i love domestic winchesters so much, lol!

this idea crawled into my head and stuck there until i wrote it. this is humiliatingly long but thank you for the prompt!!! your brain anon!!!

mwah!! mwah!!! <3

the smell brings sam into the kitchen. younger dean is standing near the stovetop, shuffling dishes around. when sam clears his throat, about to ask what he's making, the kid jumps.

"are you making dinner?" sam asks, confused. dean picks up the dishtowel, wiping his hands. sam's younger self and older dean went out to get extra spark plugs for the old junker in the garage an hour ago, and sam was planning on reheating some takeout from the other night.

dean hasn't dropped the dishtowel, kneading it between his hands like he's trying to strangle it.

"yeah, y'know. grandpa told me that i--he--us. we? do a lot of the cooking."

sam rolls his eyes because dean has gotten in the habit of calling older dean 'grandpa' and 'the geezer' and 'ol dusty.' it's cute.

but gosh, the smell. sam's stomach roils. dean must see something shift on his face because he's quick to explain.

"d'you remember when we were stuck outsida asheville? and the only thing we had were those hotdogs?"

sam can't help but wrinkle his nose. he definitely remembers. dean had done everything he could do dress them up and make it different, but they went on a hotdog strike for months after, only choosing other food if they had a choice.

"i got real handy with the grill. that's...kinda the only gourmet cooking i've got under my belt. i asked, but. uh. anyway. i made you steak? a ribeye steak?"

it sounds like a question at the end and sam's stomach sinks because oh shit. dean made this. dean made this for me. sam looks over dean's shoulder, easier than it would be if dean were his older self, pounds of muscle not packed in yet.

that's where he's been. he's been in here since before the other two even left. cooking dinner. for sam. to eat.

it's not even a question of if sam's going to do it. because he is going to do it.

it's a question of how neutral can he make his face as he chokes it down.

and oh god, it's huge. the steak is as big as dean's face, and sam knows for a fact that he must have picked it out specifically, because dean did not have that thing in their fridge.

sam's stomach goes wobbly with the image of this little dean, trailing in aisles in the local grocery store with a hat pulled low over his eyes (like they had all agreed to do until this blew over), deciding which steak sam would like the best.

"oh wow!" sam says, trying to sound encouraging. "it's big."

dean flushes fourteen different shades of pink over a period of ten seconds, and yeah. sam sighs. he's going to eat the fucking steak.

six minutes later, after dean had pushed sam down into a chair and let his hand on sam's shoulder linger for two seconds longer than it should have--

(and really, dean is not smooth. sam wished he had known back in 2006 that dean was this easy to fluster because he would've fallen to his knees in shitty motel carpet ten years early and saved them all a lot of heartache.)

--sam is staring at easily sixteen ounces of meat. to dean's credit, it looks like it should feature on a grilling magazine or something. but all sam can smell is the slightly seared odour of flesh.

"and i heard that you like greens, so--" sam tears his eyes away and dean awkwardly balances a bagged salad in his hands. sam feels like crying. this is going to be a rough few minutes.

"share it with me," sam asks, begs really, but dean just shakes his head.

"nah, man. i made it for you. i've got one for me." and sure enough, sam's stomach sinks as dean brings over another plate to the table with a much more reasonably sized offering.

"great." sam says, smiling bleakly. his throat is clogged and thick when he swallows. he tastes acid at the back of his throat. they sit in silence for a few minutes while sam pops the salad bag, trying to frantically puzzle out how he's going to eat this thing.

he could eat it as fast as possible? give his nerves less time to process the hot skin sliding down his throat. but the chances of him throwing up would increase exponentially. he could chew and hide bites in his napkin? but dean would catch it.

sam's stomach sinks. he's going to have to chew it. and swallow it. and let it sit in his stomach. heavy and full. skin grease and meat tearing under his teeth. sam's mind whites-out with the memory of the cage, of being forced to eat his own thigh down to the bone.

"so..." dean asks, "how long have we lived here?"

sam looks up, and realizes that dean is gripping his beer bottle so tight that it looks like it might shatter in his hand. sam softens. kid looks like he's going to shit himself.

"you know i can't tell you that." sam chides. and he picks up his fork. he picks up his knife. he braces himself. and he cuts.

"and what are your...what are your plans?" dean asks, thirty minutes later. they've been talking back and forth, trading memories of things pre-2006. sam's been trying to keep this strictly common knowledge, and dean--unlike sam's younger self--takes it mostly in stride.

sam feels an automatic reflex to burp rising in his throat, and he locks his muscles as much as he can because if he feels the taste of aerosolized meat in his mouth again, he will vomit.

half the steak is gone, and dean's food is completely gone. he doesn't seem to be in any rush, and keeps giving sam more beer. sam keeps having to take sips after each bite to wash the taste away as soon as he can, so he appreciates it. dean seems more and more surprised that sam isn't letting more slip, and sam smirks to think of how much of a light-weight he used to be.

is dean trying to get him drunk? sam's kind of flattered, he thinks.

"my plans?" sam repeats, raising an eyebrow.

"yeah. y'know. for the future."

sam looks at dean appraisingly. it could be a ploy for information, but for some reason, dean looks prematurely disappointed, like he's bracing himself for bad news. sam quickly takes another bite, thin enough that he can swallow it down without chewing at all.

"well." sam says, slowly. taking another swig of beer. "i've always wanted a dog. but--" he smiles. "'grandpa' says no. he's afraid it's going to get hair all over the car."

dean blinks at him. like he's waiting for something else. but when sam just stuffs another bite in his throat, dean cracks a hesitant smile.

"well. grandpa's very wise. i've always said so. dander is shit for leather."

sam smiles, rolling his eyes, when he hears footsteps.

"did someone grill out inside--" dean. older dean. he rounds the corner, and freezes when he sees the steak in front of sam. his younger self sitting across from him. "what the fuck?"

"dean, it's okay--" sam says, quickly, before dean can say anything, but dean is already storming across the room.

"did you eat this?" he demands, but before sam can say anything, dean whirls on his younger self. "he doesn't eat meat, jackass."

the younger dean blanches. "what? yeah he does. we eat burgers all the time."

"not my sam, one tree hill." dean turns around to face sam again. "are you okay?"

in truth, sam already feels the meat settling oddly in his stomach. he feels like he's going to be sick. but he just glares at dean instead, furious. the cage is sam's to tell--or sam's to bury, in this case. dean's tone is too acerbic for young dean to not pick up on the weight of it. it's clear from dean's tone alone that sam's aversion to meat is not a choice made on ethics.

younger dean looks like he's about to cry, sitting back in his chair. silence stretches for a second.

"give us a minute." sam snaps. dean flushes a furious shade of scarlet.

"what the hell? i'm not--"

"dean." sam says, cutting. dean peters into silence, and sam looks at both deans, one furious and one crestfallen. "he was doing something nice."

"by forcing you to--"

sam puts a hand on dean's, pushing the plate in his hands down. he makes eye contact, and sees the concern there. dean's never been good at letting sam take care of himself, and sam can already see how a version of himself 'hurting' sam is making him ready to start throwing punches. he softens.

"i'm going to be fine. let me handle this, please. i'll catch up with you later."

dean's mouth twists up in a snarl. "sam--"

"later." sam repeats, and dean growls something unintelligible as he storms out of the room. sam sags forward, finally allowing himself to process how full and ill he feels. how the alien flesh in his stomach feels revolting, thick.

"why didn't you say anything?" a quiet voice. sam looks up, smiling a genuine smile this time, and allowing it to look as weird as it probably does.

"i can't." sam says, apologetic. he's not going to tell dean anything about it. he can't know. dean rubs a hand over his face.

"i'm not used to not knowing you, sammy." he murmurs, looking sick. he looks so young that sam's chest contracts. what a sorry pair they make.

"you know me." sam reassures softly. "i'm your little brother."

dean looks up at him then, huffing an unamused snort. they look at each other for a long while, sam tracing the round curves of dean's face. his wide eyes. sam wonders what dean sees when he looks at him.

"yeah. okay." dean says, finally. "'m sorry."

sam shrugs. "how about we get outta here? there's a diner down by the movies that makes a mean veggie burger."

dean nods, still looking lost.

"they also make the best pecan pie in the state. we've checked."

dean snorts, and there he is: sam's big brother. young, and lost, but undeniably here, in the swoop of his bottom lip as he smiles.

sam's chest expands with his first full breath in almost an hour, and something else. something warm.

"i'll be the judge of that." dean says, cocky and all false-reassurance. sam wants to kiss him. but he stands instead, and nods towards the door.

"lead the way."

~~~

i saw something the other day that suggested veggie!sam was a hot take, and i think i'm only a partial veggie!sam believer. i think it comes and goes--he has good and bad days.

i can only imagine the cage made sam's relationship to consuming meat weirder. but who knows! thank you again for the prompt anon!!!

-lizzy

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #344

Ooooof. Sephiroth. It has been a very long day. It has been a very good day!! But still, it is long. I'm gonna do my best to write today's letter, but admittedly, I'm already struggling to keep my eyes open.

Well. Let's start at the beginning. I went to work for 5 hours, and it was good!! I was kept very busy doing all sorts of things, like helping customers, putting cookies on trays, putting pies into containers, putting labels on containers, putting things out on display, and so many more things. I was so busy today that I definitely did not have any time to snag any pictures for you (which was really sad!), but!!! J came over to visit and to get some bread, and he got a couple pictures of what I do that maybe you'll like!

Here's one of the best examples I've seen in a long time of the fact that I tend to unsettle people by holding my body weirdly:

I definitely look like some kind of weird goblin in this one, haha! Man, being dyspraxic and awkward sure is wild, hahaha!

Oh! And in case you wondered – those cookies on those racks in the background were arranged by me! All in all, I prepared 29 trays of cookies today! I was supposed to prepare 31, but I ran out of sugar cookies and had to make two less than what was called for. Oh well.

Interestingly enough, the manager of the whole store was, once again, helping out in my department, since Thanksgiving demands just... so much bread, oh my goodness! And he saw J taking pictures of me, but he didn't know that J was my husband! So I guess he thought that J was being a creep towards me, and his protective instincts kicked in, and I guess he was maybe two seconds away from demanding that J leave the store, or else decking him directly in his face, until Tr, one of my bosses, reassured him that J was my husband!

...The notion that the store manager cared enough to want to protect me was... really nice, actually. And J was grateful for his sentiments, too. I really do work with some very amazing and caring people. I feel astoundingly lucky!

Also... I'm pleased to tell you that all those who ate the brownies I made came up to me to tell me how amazing they were! They were the pumpkin brownies that I made with you in mind, and so... their reactions make me wish even more that I could just pop over to where you are and give you a container full of them, haha...

...Goodness, but you have no idea what I'd give up just to be able to do that... You have no idea...

When I got home, I had every intention to eat, and then either do some leisure writing or take a nap. But a lot of the folks from the friend-making app wanted to talk to me (this will never not be weird!), and... I ended up prioritizing them instead of myself.

...Sigh... my bad. I am genuinely interested in speaking to them, which definitely does not help me to prioritize myself. Sheesh.

Still, I made a tea! I even took a video of it! The captions aren't ready yet because I didn't have time to do them, but... you can see it here. Though I'll warn you, this might not be my best handiwork...

J had an outing planned with one of the folks from that “Speed Friending” event, too. So we went and did that, and it was good! The place was about an hour's drive from our house. It had an amazing menu! Here were some of the things:

I was very hungry and my body was somewhat sore from being physically active for much of the day, so I got the lobster bites and the ribeye! If you've been reading my letters up until this point, then I'm sure you already know that I asked them to only just barely cook the ribeye, hahaha! I got some yummy pictures...

...And yes, they absolutely did oblige my request to leave it mostly raw:

...This was one of the most beautiful steaks I've ever had the pleasure of eating. It was perfect.

Are you ready for this? Because I was amazed by this. And it was wholly unexpected:

...The spinach tasted even better than the steak. And I have no idea how that can be. It was buttery and garlicky and just a little bit salty, and... oh my goodness. I want more of it, and I'm very sad that this place is an hour away, hahaha!

The person we were with was very jolly and is amazing at keeping a conversation going! I had a lot of fun listening to him and J talk about various things! I liked that he didn't seem to mind that I was more inclined towards listening than speaking. And I really liked that when I did speak, he listened and responded with experiences of his own to show that he understands what it was that I said.

We will get together sometime soon – hopefully at Eggcellent! I am eager!

...Sephiroth. I wish you could have some of these aspects of my life. I wish that for all the best parts of it, I could just plop you where I am so you can have it. I absolutely would not mind trading places with you for just long enough to let you experience the good and delightful things.

…

...Sephiroth.... I'm falling asleep. I want to write more to you. I want to speak more gentle and loving things at you. I want to show you more of what it is to have a relatively normal life, and I want to prove to you that it's something you can achieve. Because you can. You totally can. And... you could probably pull it off even better than I can.

...But. If I keep writing, I'm going to ramble, because I'm having trouble just with making sure my train of thought doesn't run away. So I guess I'm gonna go to bed now.

Hey. I love you a whole lot. And... I hope you're keeping yourself safe over at where you are. Please... please don't do things that will lead to you disappearing, okay? Please rise up into truly living. We miss you.

I'll write again tomorrow.

Your friend, Lumine

[novacorpsrecruit]

You and Me (in the center of the apocalypse) on Ao3

─── ⋆⋅chapter 3 posted!!⋅⋆ ──

“Hey.”

Eddie turned his head to the edge of the trailer’s roof. A box held up, just barely above the metal shingle.

“Can you help me?” Steve’s voice called from below. He gave the box a gentle wiggle to emphasize the assistance needed. Eddie let out a laugh.

“I guess so.” He pushed himself off the blanket laid out on the roof and half hustled over to the box. He took it from Steve’s hands, looking at the picnic spread Steve had set aside for them. Two MREs disassembled with the main dishes boiled hot, a bag of chips, a half pack of beer and Twinkies. Eddie took a step back, watching as Steve push himself up onto the roof. Eddie watched in awe as Steve’s shoulders tighten, as he literally pushed himself up, his arms straighten as he kicked his leg up over the ledge.

Maybe it was the athleticism preformed by the former King of Hawkins. Or maybe it was Eddie’s tight Black Sabbath shirt that showed off his muscles. Either way, it made something deep inside of Eddie growl, ‘MINE.’

Steve grinned as he caught Eddie’s stare. He threw Eddie a quick wink as he took the box from his hands.

“C’mon, Ed,” Steve said. “Picnic’s not gonna unpack itself.”

Eddie let out a soft laugh as he jogged over to Steve and the picnic blanket. He playfully hopped down on the blanket, instantly going for the beer. Not even 48 hours ago, Eddie was fighting a fever. 24 hours, he found the pain Steve has been hiding. And now, they’re climbing on top of the trailer roof to watch the clearing skies of the Upside Down. If they fooled themselves, the constant ash in the distance could be mistaken as stars.

“Alright,” Steve clapped his hands, rubbing them together as they were about to have a feast. “From the five star Michelin restaurant, we have diced turkey with gravy and diced beef with gravy. The chef’s personal recommendations.”

“Oh the chef?” Eddie’s eyebrows shot up. “And it paired well with Pabst?”

“He said only the best,” Steve said. “On the house. Which one do you want?”

“Beef,” Eddie said, extending his reach towards Steve, accepting the prepared MRE. “It’s been a while since I’ve had a good ribeye.”

“Yeah,” Steve let out a soft laugh. “Ribeye.”

“Is that jealousy I hear?” Eddie asked, a playful smirk across his face. “You just wish you ordered the rib-eye instead of the duck —“

“Excuse you,” Steve laughed. “This is duck a l’orange. The finest French dish on the menu.”

“Oh, my bad,” Eddie laughed, opening the package. The content’s aroma went straight to his nose. “Holy shit this actually smells good. It uh — kind of reminds me of my uncle’s Salisbury steak. He would add a can of cream of mushroom soup to the brown gravy mix and serve it over instant mash. God, I —“ Eddie let out an exhale. “I miss him.”

“I can’t wait to try it,” Steve said.

“Try what?”

“Your uncle’s Salisbury steak,” Steve said, opening his MRE. “You’ll ask him to make it for us, right?”

“Yeah,” Eddie nodded. “I think he’d like you.”

“Yeah?”

“The guy who practically nursed me back to health?” Eddie shot Steve a grin. “Yeah, he’d love you.”

“Good. If not, I was prepared to use my Harrington charm on him,” Steve wiggled his eyebrows before turning his attention on his meal. He took a hesitant bite before shooting Eddie a thumbs up. “Best duck I’ve ever had.”

Eddie laughed, not convinced. He took a bite of his diced beef and — well, it wasn’t the worst thing he ever had. But it definitely made him miss Wayne’s cooking. Wayne was a professional at dolling up meals, making cheap meals taste better and more filling. How he’d kill for some of Wayne’s flapjacks and fried eggs. “Yeah,” Eddie swallowed his food, then flashed a grin. “Cow’s still bleeding. Can’t get this anywhere else.”

There were a few moments that passed where they just ate and drank, their shoulders pressed together like it meant nothing and their entire world all at the same time.

“What about your parents?” Eddie spoke up.

“What about them?”

“Do you think they would like me?” Eddie asked. “I know I’m not everyone’s cup of tea, but you think I’d grow on them?”

“Uh — not to disappoint but I don’t think they would care,” Steve said with a shrug. “Don’t take that in a bad way —“

“Kind of hard not to,” Eddie said with a laugh. Eddie doesn’t think he could lie if Steve asked him if that hurt. Eddie’s not sure if he’s capable of lying to Steve anymore.

“I just meant — I don’t think they know I’m missing.”

“… What?”

“I don’t think they know,” Steve said. “And I don’t think they care.”

“Steve, we’ve been stuck for —“

“I know how long we’ve been stuck for Eddie,” Steve snapped. “I’ve been counting the days. They wouldn’t care.”

“Fuck your parents, man,” Eddie said. “They don’t deserve you.” Eddie’s heart ached as Steve’s words sunk in. They wouldn’t care. Eddie broke the silence, “What’s their names?”

“What?”

“What’s their names?” Eddie repeated. “Your old man and woman. Sperm and egg donors. Their names?”

“Richard and Sharon,” Steve supplied.

Eddie hopped onto his feet, shuffling the MRE to one hand and cupped the other around his mouth as he shouted to the edge of town: “FUCK YOU RICHARD AND SHARON!”

“Eddie!”

“C’mon!” Eddie begged, reaching down and gently tugging on Steve’s arm. “You can’t tell me that you never wanted to do that!”

Steve let out a laugh, allowing himself to be pulled up and into Eddie’s side. “Eddie, this is so stupid.”

“It’s therapeutic,” Eddie said, wrapping his free arm around Steve’s waist. “C’mon. Try it!”

“FUCK YOU RICHARD HARRINGTON!” Steve screamed.

“FUCK YOU DICK!” Eddie yelled.

“YOU’RE A FUCKING BITCH, SHARON!”

“BURN IN HELL, RICKY!”

“Ricky?” Steve asked, turning to face Eddie.

“My dad,” Eddie said. “He’s a real piece of shit.”

“EAT SHIT, RICKY!”

Eddie let out a deep laugh. “Felt good, didn’t it?”

“Yeah,” Steve breathed. He brought his hand up to cup Eddie’s face, his thumb gently rubbing over the scarring on his cheek. “It really did.”

Every nerve in Eddie’s body begged him to lean forward to kiss Steve. He wanted to. He needed to.

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What is your experience with meat? (EX: Your knowledge on the kinds of meat, what meat do you enjoy eating, etc)

I probably like meat too much for my own good XD Especially steak. I really, really like steak. Ribeye is probably my favorite.

Honestly, I don't think I would know what to look for when buying meat. I guess I have to learn how to look at it from that perspective. Like, I know what marbling is and that wagyu beef is expensive af but other than that... not much else lol

As for how I like my meat... like I said, I like my steak. And I strive to be able to perfect my steak. My parents like cooking theirs with fresh herbs and fancy seasonings, my sister butter-bastes hers... I just season mine with salt and pepper and try to get as close to medium rare as I can manage. Usually I overshoot it and it ends up closer to medium or well done, but I think I'm getting better at it.

Otherwise... I also like Korean bbq a lot. In that case I usually cook my meat plain then just go ham with my sauce- though I am partial to garlic.

And the best meat dish I've had by a mile is the Kobe steak I shared with my sister and a cousin in Osaka about a year ago.

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@haemoxin​ asked:  Lili crept up from behind Sarah, hugging her from behind and cupping her tits grinding her cock against Sarah's ass. "Naked apron again~? Are you really trying to cook dinner or are you just trying to seduce me?"

  “Goodness...Hello to you too, sweetheart. I was genuinely cooking dinner, but...If the way I’m cooking right now makes you so excited, then...After we eat, how do you feel about letting me sit you in my lap and taking care of that thing you have against my rear?”

  There’s a slight groan as the older woman felt Lili cup her breasts, her rear gently pressing up against the other’s grinding shaft as she diligently kept cooking. She hadn’t denied that she’d been planning to get this kind of reaction, but she was also doing her best to keep some illusion of control as she marinated a nice slab of ribeye steak in her favorite red wine. As much as she wanted to entertain her darling, eating was equally as important...

  Besides, she was off for the day from running the café, anyway. It was fine to tease Lili like this in her own special way, wasn’t it? She was such a good girl, after all...She could certainly wait a bit longer to have a treat of being pampered, couldn’t she?

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Discover the Rich Flavors of the Bali Market at Papa’s Deli

If you’re looking to experience the best of Bali’s vibrant culinary scene, look no further than Papa’s Deli in Uluwatu. Our restaurant draws inspiration from the rich diversity and flavor found in the Bali market, where local farmers, artisans, and producers offer the freshest ingredients. At Papa’s Deli, we celebrate these fresh, locally sourced ingredients by creating a menu that highlights the unique tastes and textures of Bali’s culinary treasures.

From our signature burgers and sandwiches to our mouth-watering steaks and sausages, each dish we serve at Papa’s Deli is carefully crafted using the freshest ingredients found in the Bali market. In this blog, we’ll explore how we bring the essence of the Bali market to our menu, and why our commitment to fresh, local produce makes us a must-visit destination in Uluwatu.

Bali Market Ingredients: The Heart of Papa’s Deli

At Papa’s Deli, the key to our flavorful and authentic dishes lies in the high-quality ingredients we source from the Bali market. From farm-fresh vegetables to premium cuts of meat, every ingredient we use is handpicked for its quality, flavor, and sustainability. The Bali market is renowned for its abundance of fresh produce, offering everything from local herbs and spices to seasonal fruits and vegetables.

By sourcing ingredients from the Bali market, we not only ensure that our dishes are made with the freshest produce, but we also support local farmers and artisans. This commitment to sourcing locally allows us to create a dining experience that is both delicious and sustainable, while also showcasing the best of Bali’s culinary offerings.

The Bali Market Burgers: A Perfect Combination of Freshness and Flavor

One of the standout dishes on our menu at Papa’s Deli is our gourmet burgers, which are made using fresh, locally sourced ingredients from the Bali market. We believe that a great burger starts with great ingredients, and our burgers are crafted with premium cuts of meat sourced from local producers. These tender, juicy patties are paired with freshly baked bread, crisp vegetables, and our signature sauces—many of which are inspired by the bold, flavorful ingredients found in the Bali market.

Our burgers are more than just a meal; they’re an experience. Each bite is a celebration of the diverse flavors of the Bali market, with a perfect balance of textures and tastes. Whether you prefer a classic cheeseburger or a more adventurous option with local toppings like sambal or grilled vegetables, our burgers are made to delight your taste buds and bring the flavors of Bali to your table.

Bali Market Sandwiches: Fresh and Flavorful

In addition to our famous burgers, Papa’s Deli also offers a range of fresh, delicious sandwiches, each made with ingredients sourced from the Bali market. Our sandwiches feature the same commitment to quality and authenticity as our burgers, with fresh meats, vegetables, and locally baked bread. Each sandwich is thoughtfully crafted to bring out the best of Bali’s local produce, creating a meal that is both satisfying and full of flavor.

From a simple chicken sandwich to a more complex creation with multiple layers of locally sourced ingredients, our sandwiches showcase the flavors of the Bali market in every bite. Whether you're enjoying a quick lunch or a leisurely dinner, you’ll find something to love on our sandwich menu.

Bali Market Steaks: Premium Cuts from Local Suppliers

At Papa’s Deli, we’re also proud to serve premium steaks made from high-quality cuts of beef sourced from the Bali market. These tender, juicy steaks are expertly prepared and cooked to perfection, offering a dining experience that is both indulgent and satisfying. We work closely with local suppliers from the Bali market to bring in only the best cuts of beef, ensuring that every steak we serve is of the highest quality.

Whether you prefer a ribeye, sirloin, or tenderloin, our steaks are always made with the freshest beef, ensuring a flavorful and tender bite every time. We also offer a range of sauces and sides made with fresh, locally sourced ingredients, allowing you to customize your meal and enjoy a truly authentic Bali market experience.

Bali Market Sausages: Freshly Made and Flavorful

Another highlight of our menu is our range of freshly made sausages, crafted using meats sourced directly from the Bali market. We take pride in offering sausages that are bursting with flavor, thanks to the high-quality meats and the careful preparation process. Whether you’re enjoying a classic bratwurst or a locally inspired sausage with a spicy kick, our sausages are made to showcase the rich flavors of the Bali market.

Each sausage is made with fresh herbs, spices, and meats from the Bali market, creating a flavor profile that is both unique and delicious. Our sausages pair perfectly with a variety of sides, from fresh salads to grilled vegetables, making them a versatile and satisfying option for any meal.

Supporting the Bali Market Community: A Commitment to Local Producers

At Papa’s Deli, we are deeply committed to supporting the Bali market community. By sourcing our ingredients from local farmers, artisans, and producers, we ensure that our dishes are made with the freshest ingredients available, while also contributing to the local economy. The Bali market is home to a diverse community of farmers and suppliers who work hard to provide fresh, high-quality produce, and we’re proud to partner with them to bring the best of Bali’s food scene to our customers.

By working with local suppliers from the Bali market, we also help promote sustainability and support ethical practices in the food industry. We believe that by sourcing locally, we can create a positive impact on the community, while also offering our customers the freshest, most flavorful ingredients.

The Bali Market Experience at Papa’s Deli

When you dine at Papa’s Deli, you’re not just enjoying a meal—you’re experiencing the flavors of the Bali market. Our menu is a celebration of the vibrant, diverse ingredients found in Bali’s markets, from fresh vegetables to premium cuts of meat and locally baked bread. Every dish we serve is crafted with care and attention to detail, showcasing the rich flavors of the Bali market.

Whether you're visiting us for a quick lunch or a leisurely dinner, you’ll find something on our menu that highlights the best of Bali’s fresh, local produce. From burgers and sandwiches to steaks and sausages, each dish is an opportunity to taste the authentic flavors of Bali’s culinary scene.

Papa’s Deli Delivery: Bringing Bali Market Flavors to Your Door

We understand that sometimes you want to enjoy the freshest ingredients from the Bali market without leaving the comfort of your home. That’s why we offer delivery services, so you can enjoy the same high-quality meals that we serve in our restaurant, delivered straight to your door. Whether you're craving a delicious burger, a fresh sandwich, or a juicy steak, we’ll bring the best of Papa’s Deli to your home.

Our delivery service ensures that the fresh, local ingredients from the Bali market are preserved, so you can enjoy a restaurant-quality meal no matter where you are. Simply place your order online, and we’ll take care of the rest.

Conclusion: Savor the Best of Bali Market at Papa’s Deli

Papa’s Deli is proud to offer a menu that showcases the freshest ingredients from the Bali market. From gourmet burgers and sandwiches to premium steaks and sausages, every dish we serve is made with the highest quality, locally sourced ingredients. By supporting local producers and sourcing from the Bali market, we ensure that every meal at Papa’s Deli is not only delicious but also sustainable and authentic.

If you're in Uluwatu and craving the best of Bali’s fresh, local produce, come visit us at Papa’s Deli and experience the vibrant flavors of the Bali market. We look forward to welcoming you and sharing the best of Bali’s culinary scene with you.

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The Essentials Box: Your Ultimate Meat Subscription for Quality, Convenience & Savings 🍖🔥

At Good Ranchers, we believe that great meals begin with high-quality, responsibly sourced meat delivered right to your door. That’s why we created The Essentials Box—a premium selection of 100% American beef, chicken, and pork designed to make your meals delicious, nutritious, and hassle-free. 🥩🍗🐖

If you want to upgrade your grocery game and say goodbye to unpredictable store-bought meat, The Essentials Box is your perfect solution. Keep reading to discover why this box is a game-changer for food lovers, home cooks, and families alike! 🍽️

📦 What’s Inside The Essentials Box?

Every Essentials Box is carefully curated with farm-fresh, hand-selected meats to help you cook incredible meals at home. Each box includes:

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Juicy, tender, and perfect for meal prepping

Sourced from responsible, American farms

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Every cut is 100% American-raised, ensuring premium quality, unmatched taste, and better nutrition. 🇺🇸🌾

🚀 Why Choose The Essentials Box?

In today’s world, it’s harder than ever to find trustworthy, high-quality meat at an affordable price. That’s where The Essentials Box comes in! Here’s why you’ll love it:

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Unlike grocery store meats that may come from imported sources, Good Ranchers partners with trusted American farmers and ranchers. You’re not just getting better quality meat, you’re also supporting local agriculture.

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Our meats are hormone-free, antibiotic-free, and responsibly sourced. That means you get premium, nutrient-rich proteins without the harmful additives often found in store-bought meat.

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Every cut is hand-trimmed and aged for maximum tenderness—so you experience restaurant-quality meals at home every time.

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Skirt Steak: A Hidden Gem and the Power of Beef Variety

Let’s talk about skirt steak—one of the most underrated cuts of beef. It’s a lean, flavorful cut that packs a punch, but I’ll be honest, it can be a little tough if you don’t handle it right. That’s why I’m here to share some tips on how to get the most out of this awesome cut and why variety in your protein choices matters.

First, skirt steak is all about the texture and flavor. It’s not the kind of cut you just toss on the grill and hope for the best. You’ve got to put in some work to make it shine. Here’s my tip: get yourself a mallet and tenderize that steak. Yep, don’t be shy—beat your meat! Breaking down the fibers will take the texture from chewy to melt-in-your-mouth.

But here’s the bigger picture: embrace the variety of beef and other proteins. Too often, people stick to just the basics—ribeyes, chicken breasts, ground beef—and miss out on the incredible flavors and textures different cuts and meats can offer. Skirt steak, flank, oxtail, and brisket are all unique in how they taste and how you prepare them. Each cut has its strengths, and learning how to prepare them is an art.

When you venture into these lesser-used cuts, you not only expand your cooking skills, but you also gain a deeper appreciation for what it takes to process and prepare quality meat. Whether it’s marinating, slow cooking, or tenderizing, every method has a purpose. That respect for the process brings a whole new level of satisfaction to your meals.

And don’t forget: keeping variety fresh is all about creativity. Experiment with seasonings, marinades, and cooking methods. The beauty of beef—and protein in general—is that it’s a canvas for endless possibilities.

So, if you’ve never tried skirt steak, now’s the time. Tenderize it, season it up, cook it quickly, and slice it thin against the grain for the best texture. Trust me, it’ll become a staple in your kitchen.

Let’s hear your thoughts: What’s your favorite underrated cut of beef, and how do you prepare it? Drop your tips below—let’s keep the meat talk going!

Stay strong and eat well,

Jon Andersen

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Important Tips for Perfect Steak and Pasta

Cooking steak and pasta to perfection is an art that can elevate any meal. This guide will walk you through serving suggestions, additional pasta recipes, and a foolproof way to cook steak and pasta. Let's dive into the details!

Serving

Pairing your steak and pasta with the right sides can transform your meal into a memorable feast. Here are some complementary dishes:

Garlic Butter Green Beans

Sautéed in garlic and butter, these green beans provide a crunchy and flavorful side dish. They balance the richness of the steak and pasta beautifully.

Easy Dinner Rolls

Soft, fluffy dinner rolls are perfect for soaking up any leftover sauce. They add a comforting, homey touch to your meal.

Brown Sugar Honey Glazed Carrots

Sweet and tender, these carrots bring a delightful contrast to the savory flavors of the main course. Their glaze adds a subtle complexity that pairs well with steak.

Sautéed Vegetables

A mix of bell peppers, mushrooms, and zucchini sautéed in olive oil and herbs creates a vibrant, nutritious side that complements both steak and pasta.

More Pasta Recipes

Looking to diversify your pasta repertoire? Here are some tried-and-true recipes:

Garlic Butter Chicken Pasta

This creamy and garlicky pasta is a quick and delicious option. Tossed with tender chicken, it's a perfect comfort food.

Creamy Garlic Parmesan Chicken Pasta

A rich and flavorful dish, this pasta combines a creamy sauce with Parmesan cheese and succulent chicken for an indulgent experience.

Spaghetti Bolognese Chicken

A twist on the classic, this recipe uses ground chicken instead of beef, making it a lighter yet equally satisfying option.

Steak and Pasta

To create the perfect steak and pasta dish, follow these steps:

Ingredients

Pasta

Choose your favorite pasta type: spaghetti, fettuccine, or penne. Make sure to cook it al dente for the best texture.

Steak

Select high-quality cuts such as ribeye, sirloin, or filet mignon. Season them generously with salt, pepper, and garlic powder.

Sauce

A creamy garlic sauce or a rich tomato-based sauce works beautifully. Choose one that complements your preferred flavor profile.

Instructions

Cook Pasta

Bring a large pot of salted water to a boil.

Add the pasta and cook according to package instructions until al dente.

Drain and set aside, reserving a cup of pasta water.

Sear The Steaks

Heat a heavy skillet over high heat and add a tablespoon of oil.

Sear the steaks for 3-4 minutes on each side, depending on thickness and desired doneness.

Remove from the skillet and let rest for 5 minutes.

Make The Sauce

In the same skillet, add butter and minced garlic. Sauté for 1-2 minutes.

Stir in heavy cream, grated Parmesan, and seasoning of your choice.

Add the reserved pasta water to adjust the sauce consistency, if needed.

Toss the pasta in the sauce to coat evenly.

Notes

You can use a meat thermometer to ensure the steak is cooked to your preferred taste.

Freshly grated Parmesan cheese gives the sauce a richer flavor than pre-grated varieties.

Adjust the sauce seasoning as needed, tasting frequently to perfect the flavor.

Nutrition

While exact values depend on specific ingredients and quantities, a serving of steak and pasta with sides typically provides a balanced meal with protein, carbs, and healthy fats. Keep portion sizes in mind to maintain a nutritious diet.

By following these tips and recipes, you'll master the art of cooking steak and pasta, creating a meal that's both delicious and impressive. Bon appétit!

Conclusion

This steak pasta recipe is a mix of indulgence and ease, perfect for any meal. It’s great for a quick weeknight dinner or a special occasion. The creamy steak pasta impresses with its rich taste and simple steps.

The blend of tender steak, cooked pasta, and tasty sauce shows how a few good ingredients can make a meal like a restaurant’s. This steak pasta recipe is easy to follow and can be made in many ways. It’s a true example of comfort food that’s always welcome.

So, get your ingredients ready, turn on the stove, and dive into the tasty world of steak pasta. It’s a dish that’s likely to become a favorite in your home

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Savor the Best: Farm Fresh Meat and Half Side of Beef for Sale

For those who value high-quality, sustainable food, Freedom Farms is your ultimate destination. Offering premiumﾠHalf Side of Beef for Sale, this trusted farm ensures that every bite of their Farm Fresh Meat reflects the utmost care and commitment to excellence. Whether you're a seasoned chef or a family cook, sourcing your meat directly from the farm means enjoying unmatched freshness and flavor.

Why Choose Half Side of Beef?

Purchasing a half side of beef is a practical and economical choice for anyone who loves to stock up on premium-quality meat. It allows you to enjoy a wide variety of cuts, including steaks, roasts, ground beef, and more, all from a single purchase. Beyond convenience, it provides the perfect opportunity to savor the robust flavors that only come from farm-to-table meat.

At Freedom Farms, every animal is raised humanely, ensuring the best texture and taste in every cut. From ribeye steaks for grilling to tenderloin for fine dining, you’ll experience a level of quality that mass-produced meats simply cannot match.

The Benefits of Farm Fresh Meat

Superior Taste: Farm-fresh meat stands out for its rich, natural flavor, free of synthetic additives or preservatives.

Nutritional Value: Meat sourced directly from the farm is packed with essential nutrients and healthier fats.

Transparency: Buying from Freedom Farms ensures you know exactly how the animals are raised and cared for.

Support for Local Farmers: Every purchase helps sustain small, family-owned farms committed to ethical and sustainable practices.

By choosing Farm Fresh Meat, you're not just getting a meal; you're investing in health, taste, and responsible farming practices.

How Does It Work?

Purchasing a half side of beef from Freedom Farms is a seamless process. You can customize your order to suit your preferences, selecting everything from the thickness of the steaks to the size of the ground beef packages. Once your order is ready, it’s flash-frozen to lock in the freshness and delivered straight to your door.

Versatility in the Kitchen

One of the most exciting aspects of buying a half side of beef is the culinary versatility it offers. With an assortment of cuts, you can experiment with a range of recipes, from hearty beef stews to sizzling BBQ favorites. Farm-fresh beef is incredibly tender and flavorful, making it ideal for slow cooking, grilling, or even gourmet dishes.

Why Freedom Farms?

When you buy from Freedom Farms, you’re not just a customer; you’re part of a community that values quality, sustainability, and trust. Their commitment to humane farming and eco-friendly practices ensures that every purchase supports a better, healthier food system.

Don’t miss the chance to experience the incredible difference of farm-to-table meat. Explore Freedom Farms today and discover the unparalleled joy of cooking and savoring Farm Fresh Meat from a Half Side of Beef for Sale.

Final Thoughts

Making the shift to buying farm-direct meat not only enhances your meals but also helps support sustainable agriculture. Whether it’s for a special occasion or your weekly meals, investing in Freedom Farms' premium offerings is a choice you’ll never regret.

Order now and experience the authentic taste and quality that only Freedom Farms can deliver!

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My Story With Juicy Philly Cheesesteak Sliders:

The idea for these juicy Philly cheesesteak sliders came to me one evening when I was craving the rich, savory flavors of a classic Philly cheesesteak but didn’t want to deal with the hassle of a big sandwich. I wanted something easy to eat with my hands, something that was full of flavor but in a smaller, shareable form. After a little thought, I realized the answer was right in front of me: sliders.

I began with thinly sliced ribeye steak, the key to making a true Philly cheesesteak. I seasoned it simply, letting the natural flavor of the meat shine through. As I cooked the steak, I thought about how best to recreate that perfect Philly experience—tender, juicy steak, melted cheese, and soft, warm bread. I sautéed onions and bell peppers until they were golden and caramelized, their sweetness adding a perfect contrast to the savory beef.

For the cheese, I used a generous amount of provolone, melting it into the steak and vegetables, making sure every bite was oozy and indulgent. The last touch was the buns: I chose soft slider rolls that would hold up to the juicy filling without falling apart. As I assembled the sliders, layering the steak, onions, peppers, and cheese onto each roll, I could already tell these little bites would pack a punch.

Once the sliders were all assembled, I brushed the tops of the buns with garlic butter and slid them into the oven. The result was nothing short of magic—the buns became golden and crispy while the cheese melted perfectly, enveloping the beef and veggies in a savory, cheesy embrace.

When I served them, it was a hit from the very first bite. My husband, who’s a lifelong Philly cheesesteak fan, took a bite and immediately declared, “These are incredible!” The kids, who usually shy away from anything too “grown-up” in flavor, devoured them and asked for more.

Now, these juicy Philly cheesesteak sliders are a go-to when we want something hearty, flavorful, and shareable. Whether for a game night, a family dinner, or a casual get-together, they always make an impression.

I hope this recipe brings the same joy and satisfaction to your table as it does ours. Sometimes, the simplest ideas—like turning a classic into sliders—are the ones that make the biggest impact. ❤️

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Finding the Best: Chicken, Steakhouses, and Wings Near You

When it comes to dining out, finding the best options for specific cravings can make all the difference. Whether you're searching for the best chicken, the best restaurants near you, the best steakhouse, or the best wings near you, knowing where to look can elevate your dining experience. This article explores how to identify top choices in each of these categories, ensuring that every meal is a memorable one.

For many, finding the Best chicken involves more than just taste—it’s about texture, seasoning, and cooking technique. The best chicken is often characterized by its crisp, golden exterior and juicy, flavorful interior. Whether you're in the mood for fried chicken, roasted chicken, or grilled chicken, the best establishments will offer a menu that highlights their mastery of this classic dish. Look for restaurants that use high-quality ingredients, have a reputation for great flavor, and offer a variety of chicken dishes to satisfy different preferences.

When searching for the Best restaurants near me, it's important to consider a range of factors such as menu diversity, ambiance, and customer reviews. The best restaurants are typically those that not only serve exceptional food but also provide a great dining experience. Online reviews and ratings can offer valuable insights into the quality of food and service, helping you find places that consistently deliver outstanding meals. Additionally, local food guides and recommendations from friends or family can lead you to hidden gems that might not be widely known but offer an exceptional dining experience.

The Best Steakhouse is a coveted destination for steak lovers. A top-notch steakhouse will excel in serving perfectly cooked, flavorful cuts of meat, such as ribeye, filet mignon, and T-bone. Key attributes of the best steakhouses include expert butchery, a focus on quality cuts of meat, and a cooking method that enhances the natural flavors of the steak. Additionally, a great steakhouse will provide a welcoming atmosphere, attentive service, and a well-curated selection of sides and sauces to complement the main course. For the ultimate steak experience, look for establishments known for their commitment to quality and a refined dining environment.

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