#sevika x femme

[lily221118]

•⭐• Sevika x Younger, mean, femme girlfriend.

part 2 -> part 1

So the next night, you’re walking into the pub, looking very different from what all these guys are used to seeing you in. Everyone around here sees you in the bland clothes you bartend in so seeing you dolled up is like a treat for the whole place. You’ve put on something sexier than usual. Nothing too scandalous, but you’d at least taken this opportunity to show off. Your hair is flowing and your makeup is done and you’re feeling fantastic, you’re feeling especially fantastic when you see sevika catch sight of you and let her eyes trail over your whole body, her eyes blown wide as if you can’t see her. When you reach her in a booth (Not at the bar, you notice), you slide in opposite her and grin. “Hey.”

Her eyes drop once more to catch any piece of skin she can behind the table, “Who’re you trying to impress?”

You roll your eyes at her and she comments on it before you can respond with something snarky, “Someday you’ll go blind, the way you’re always rolling your eyes.” 

This gets your eyes rolling again, “Don’t give me any reason to roll my eyes and I’ll be fine.”

She laughs at this with a dismissive shake of her head, you lean back against the booth seat, “Get me a drink, would you?”

She raises an eyebrow, the laugh lingering on her lips, “Bossy tonight.”, she states like it's obvious. Which it is.”I’m always bossy. Go.” I nod in the direction of the bar. She begins to stand up and looks back down at you. “What do girls like you even drink?”

“What do you mean girls like me?”

She gestures towards the length of your body, obviously referring to the way you present yourself, “You know, like, pretty… girly.” You give her a smirk and bring your hand to your hair to brush through it, “You think I’m pretty?” When she only shakes her head with another laugh rather than answering, you move on. “Just get me whatever you think suits me.”

She comes back 5 minutes later with her signature glass of whiskey and a purple drink with salt around the rim, setting it in front of you with a grunt. Working in this pub, you know this drink, it's probably the closest available thing to a cocktail with the limited resources of the undercity. 

“Aw, did you get me this because it's pretty and I'm pretty.”

“No. It’s got salt on it. You said to get something that suited you.”

The look on your face is one of fake offense and it makes her laugh again as she takes a sip from her own glass. You do the same and lick some salt off the edge before setting it back down. That catches her attention. 

“What made you ask me out for a drink?” You ask her straight up.

“I suppose you’ve become more tolerable over time, and-”

“You haven’t.” You interrupt her and it makes her smile in amusement, “You and that smart mouth. One day you’ll say the wrong thing to the wrong person. You gotta be careful with an attitude like that down here.”

You lean over the table, tilting your head and resting it on your hands, forcing an air of innocence, “Oh but you’d protect me, wouldn’t you?” You bat your eyelashes to really seal the deal.

“As if you’d let me.”

The night goes on, the drinks go down with ease, and the conversation flows. Sevika’s been invited to a round of cards and you tell her you don’t mind losing her attention for a while. Though, that is actually an absolute lie. So you’re sitting next to her at the table, surrounded by a huddle of men. Sevika’s got a hand of cards, who knows if they're good or bad and she’s playing with such precision and ease that you can’t help but feel impressed.

“You wanna join the next round?” She asks you casually after her turn. You shake your head in response, “I’m okay just watching.”

That’s when one of the men pipes up, some buff guy with copious amounts of facial hair, probably the result of regular shimmer use. Or just really unstable hormones. “Nah, she knows her place, sitting there and looking pretty like some lap dog.” 

A few of the other guys laugh along, one slapping him on the back in agreement. Your eyebrows furrow in defense and you begin to speak but Sevika gets out of her seat abruptly and it stops you in your tracks. You look up at her in confusion and you hear the gears in her arm warming up.

“You wanna repeat that?” She spits out in a deep voice. The guys instinctually withdraw, obviously taken aback. You grab her wrist, “Sevika, sit down”, and attempt to pull her back into her seat. She looks down at you, annoyed, and splutters, “but- th-” And motions towards the guys.

 “Sit down.” You repeat, authority in your voice. And she actually does. She slumps back into her seat with a huff and the same gnarly guy chuckles. “What, you got this little lass given you orders now, eh boss?” 

Sevika almost jolts out of her seat again but you shoot her a stern look before returning your attention to this goon.

“You wanna start? I pour your drinks every night and unless you wanna know what my spit tastes like, you should shut that busted mouth.”

He stares at you, completely unsure of what to say and in the corner of your eye, you see a smirk on Sevika’s face. The guy grumbles but backs off, along with his friends who continue to scowl but don’t say anything else. They all look back to their cards and you feel Sevika rustle beside you and then a breath on your ear, “Anyone ever told you how hot you are when you’re mean?” 

The sensation of her breath on your skin along with her words sends a shooting thrill straight to your stomach and you have to cross your legs to compose yourself before your words are able to come out clear. “A couple times.” You suck on your lip as the edges of your closed mouth flick up and she licks her lips as she adjusts her position to refocus on the game, obviously pleased with your reaction. 

[doiliedaze]

Reverse Ridin’

Warnings: riding Sev’s strap, orgasm denial, praise, implications of overstimulation

Genre: smut

A/N: I’ve been feigning to write for Sevika but I’m so nervous so here we go ๑ˊૢᵕˋૢ๑ also I really wanna try this position 😙 kinda mean! Sevika and her strap is referred to as her cock.

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The lights were dim, the rain softly plopping against the window, your moans echoing against the walls.

“You’re doing so good f’me” Sevika whispers, her thumb tracing your tramp stamp. The praise causes your hips to stagger and Sevika scoffs, “you’re that easy?”

“no” you moan trying to keep a steady tempo on her cock.

“My girl can go faster than that yeah?” She emphasizes with a thrust ripping a tired moan from your throat. You nod continuously trying to focus on going faster as she watches you fuck yourself. She moans at the sight of you, her breath heavy and her clit throbbing. Your back arches more and you brace yourself as you feel your orgasm pooling in your tummy.

“Sev please” you cry

“You’ll cum stop whining” she states as she slaps your ass. Your hips slowly give out so Sevika takes matters in her own hands. She grabs your hips and bounces you up and down on her cock despite your cries. “You cry because you wanna cum, you cry as I help you cum, you just want to fucking cry.” She mocks.

She moans as she sees your arch deepening and she swears she can feel you clenching around her.

Your body shakes as waves of pleasure takes over you. “Vika!” You repeat as you cum, Sevika grinding into you as you ride out your orgasm as did she.

Sevika runs her hands up and down your waist till her hands find your hips again, “you did so good baby.”

She helps you adjust yourself in a more comfortable position, till your nuzzled into her chest and tangled in her.

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A/N: it’s like 4 am but i woke up in a cold sweat horny for my wife so I hope it’s coherent 🙏🏿

Taglist: @manfuckthisimout

(Dividers- @dollywons)

[yanderestarangel]

⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ "toki, mami, estoy puesto pa ti" — sevika x reader

♡┊tw: mtf!sevika, au, afab reader, mommykink, creampie, body worship, praise kink, ovestimulation, unprotected sex, breeding.

"Such a needy little thing, aren't you? So desperate for mommy's cock."

The words left the older woman's mouth as a hoarse and needy grunt.

After spending an entire day cleaning the mess that had been left on her back and taking care of Silco's affairs, Sevika was so horny that she arrived home with her cock hard, practically visible through her pants.

The bulge was rubbed on your ass as soon as she found you in some room. Feeling your scent and throbbing even more, she was needy, needing to take it all out on you and your beautiful body.

Clothes were quickly removed by the two of you, while Sevika whispered how much she missed you and how much she needed this, to bury herself in your pussy until she forgot all the stress and anger that made her muscles tense.

She was on top of you in the blink of an eye, her mechanical prosthetic hand gently but firmly holding your hip, making you shiver at the strangely cold sensation of the metal. Her other hand had two fingers inside your cunt, curling them as she let your juices drip onto the sheets. A soft and smug smile could be seen on the henchwoman's dark lips, her gaze clouded, and drops of precum already escaping from her throbbing length.

"You're adorable when you're dumb,.. Just thinking about when I'm gonna fuck you uh?? Like a good slut... So fucking hot."

Sevika's hand continued its torturously slow exploration between your legs, her fingers sliding through your slick folds, teasing your entrance. She loved how soft and smooth you felt, how perfectly you fit in her hand. Her fingers moved slowly, teasingly, brushing over your sensitive flesh and making you whimper and arch into her touch. However, she soon felt you wanting more. She felt your wet heat rubbing against her hardening cock, her hips bucking up involuntarily.

The tall woman gripped your hips tightly, guiding you as you ground against her, coating her shaft in your slick arousal. Sevika loved how eager you were, how you seemed to crave her touch, her body, with such intensity. She needed that, to feel that you were there, that everything was real. Sevika's hands slid down to grip your ass, kneading the soft flesh as she pulled you down onto her, the head of her cock nudging insistently at your entrance —She rocked her hips up, pushing the tip of her cock inside you, just barely breaching your tight hole. The sensation was electric, sending shivers down her spine.

"Damn, sweetheart... a-a fucking tight pussy, you're going to make me cum so hard..." —she forced herself to go slow, to savor every moment of this... Even if it was impossible with every obscene and beautiful sound that came out of your mouth every time your balls hit your ass. Sevika began to move, her hips rocking up to meet yours, setting a slow, deep rhythm.

Each thrust was measured and deliberate, designed to hit that sweet spot inside you that made your toes curl. But as much as she wanted to cum, to fill you up with her seed, Sevika knew she couldn't rush this. Not when you were looking at her with those big, pleading eyes, not when you were whimpering so sweetly for her touch.

So instead, she pulled out suddenly, making you both groan at the loss. But then she was rubbing the tip of her cock against your sensitive clit, the head slick with your juices, and you were crying out, your back arching beautifully; her hips rocking against you, the tip of her cock sliding through your wet folds, not quite entering you but teasing your entrance. It was maddening, the way she touched you, the way she denied you what you needed most.

"Do you really deserve to be fucked by me?... Or can't handle your own wife's dick...? You're so beautifully pathetic like this, barely able to deal with me." Sevika didn't wait for you to beg, not this time, going back inside your heat while she made you suck one of her breasts, firm but soft, making you moan into her soft skin... The volume of her cock in your belly made her drool, the thought of filling you up, breeding you, claiming you so completely - it was almost too much to bear.

"Fuck, baby," she growled, her hips snapping up harder, deeper. "You want mommy's cum inside this tight little pussy? Want me to knock you up?"

Her thrusts became erratic, losing their rhythm as she chased her own release. She could feel it building, that familiar tightening in her balls, the heat coiling at the base of her spine.

With a final, powerful thrust, Sevika buried herself to the hilt inside you, grinding her pelvis against yours as she let out a guttural moan. Her cock twitched and pulsed as she emptied herself into your waiting womb, painting your insides with thick ropes of her hot seed. It felt like it went on forever, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her until she was spent, collapsing back against the bed.

Sevika held you close, her softening cock still nestled deep inside you, as you both caught your breath. She could feel the sticky evidence of her release seeping out around her shaft — "Mmm, fuck," she murmured, nuzzling into your neck. "Never gonna let you go... Gonna keep this pussy full of my cum, make sure you're always heavy with my child."

She rolled her hips lazily, enjoying the feeling of your warmth surrounding her. Sevika had never felt so possessive... She felt satisfied but not complete yet.

"round two baby?"

★ ! yanderestarangel©

[shanesevikasfuckdoll]

Can I butter your muffin? 🦾

Imagine, Sevika buttering your muffins?! 😍🦾

🚫Men and Minors DNI🚫

You like baking—No, you love baking. You wake up early in the morning to bake some bread, or pastries for Sevika. You enjoy it, it calms your mind. Sevika likes seeing you be in your own little world sometimes, playing some tunes, humming, and swaying your hips, while mixing ingredients together. You're rarely ever messy too. You always say "A clean kitchen is key to being a good chef/baker" You're a good cook too. You know how to cook all of Sevika's comfort foods, but for fun, you bake alot.

You often visit Silco's office to hand out some cupcakes, cookies, pies, or brownies. Sevika loves this about you, how caring, and generous you are. When she had a particularly stressful day, you'd just pull something sugary out of the oven you baked early that morning, and put it in Sevika's mouth. She doesn't like overly sweet foods, so you often make a different batch for her with much less sugar.

Her favourite baked goods from you are bread, pastries, pies, and muffins. She often watches you bake, and she just zones out, and she just stares at you for long periods of time studying you, and then get surprised when you're don, like "How did you make that, into that?!" She says pointing to the ingredients, and to your creation. You chuckle at her, "Sevika, you've been watching me make it for the past hour, what do you mean how?" You guys just laugh, and eat it together. She likes it, and she wasn't much of a sweet tooth before, and she still isn't, but she consumes much more sugar from being with you for only a couple months, than she did her whole life.

Sevika once tried to help you bake a carrot cake. she had gotten you carrots smuggled from topside, and she brought 3 bags full of em. You had already made your batter, and left to go to the bathroom, and let Sevika to finish the work for you, since it was an easy task. Atleast, you thought so. Her job was to smush the carrots, and put it in the already made batter. She was only instructed to put 3 cups of grated carrots, mix it, and stick it in the oven. When you came back, the carrot cake looked like a smoking pile of mush. She put too much carrots. The batter was already cooked, and putting it in the oven again would likely just burn it, but the carrot made it extra moist, the cake basically just looks like, mushed carrots. She put her face on your chest, and tell you "There's something wrong with the cake" to hide her embarrassment. You chuckle at her, and since there was no fixing it, you just plated it, and put some icing on it, and ate the mush with Sevika.

She said it was the best tasting carrot cake she's ever had. You just nod and roll your eyes at your girlfriend, and decide to give some to the neighbors that just had a baby, since the carrot cake wasn't too sweet, and it was mushy.

There where other times, in which Sevika offered to help, but always ending with either your kitchen ruined, or your cakes. And with that you said enough, and often times you just find ways to distract your girlfriend from coming into the kitchen. "U-uhm, babe, I think that show you're watching is on, it's 4:30." You remind her, and she'd withdraw her offer, and go to the living room to watch her favourite show. You always timed your baking hours to her being busy, and so instead of you saying sorry, it'd be her, (You psycho) Unless it's time to wash the dishes, and with that, you check mate her again, "You're always busy, babe!" with a little reverse psychology, but you only ever do that in those circumstances. You hate the dishes, so it's valid.

One rainy afternoon, you were baking Sevika's favourite muffins, while she was laying on the couch, reading a book. You were about to pull it out of the oven, when Sevika clears her throat. "Is your muffin buttered?" She asks, and you look at her raising an eyebrow, confused. She grins at you, and clears her throat again, "Would you like me to butter your muffin?" She asks, with a look in her eyes, only you were able to see. You giggle, and roll your eyes. "Very funny, Sevi" She giggles at you, and makes grabby hands at you, and you quickly give her a stick of butter, and a muffin. "There, butter your own muffins" You joke at her. She pouts at you, so you roll your eyes, and take the muffin from her hands.

"There, butter my muffins, Sevi" And with that, she's rubbing the stick of butter on the muffin, as she snickers, and laughs at her own antics. You roll your eyes, and shove the muffin in her mouth. "There, isn't that better?" You tease, she's laughing as she's chewing the muffin, and suddenly her face looks like she just had a clever idea come in. She pulls your waist, and makes you sit on her lap. She looks at you, as she licks off the rest of the muffin residue on her fingers. She smirks at you.

"You're right. Eating your muffins is way better."

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I might make a smut version of this tomorrow, called "Cream in my pie" I kinda wanna make this a series, I have so many sexual baking jokes, I won't seem to run out. For now, hehe, hope you enjoy.

Ps. I kinda took some inspiration from another carrot cake incident I saw on facebook I just read, and boy, was it funny, but I accidentally removed the tab, so now it's lost forever. I tried searching for like, 3 hours. But, props to that guy, hehe

[ro-written]

Yes yes possessive Sevika, yada yada…but let me offer…Sevika with a femme who has so much attitude and sass…and when someone is giving eyes towards Sev?

Sevika has all of 30 seconds to get her femme out the building before she’s having to step between her femme and the bitch person giving Sev eyes because femme went off on them

Update: Okay the worms in my brain got to me and i did it

[bimb1na]

💭 Arcane medieval AU where you’re a princess and Sevika’s your knight.

When you’re walking through the palace gardens, you have to lift up your skirts due to the dampness of the grass. When Sevika notices this, her cheeks flush red under her helmet at the sight of your ankle.

However, after her initial embarrassment, Sevika notices that the ribbons on your shoes have become unlaced.

Sevika would kneel in front of you and tap her armour-covered thigh, silently asking you to place your foot where she had tapped. When you do so, she would gently wrap the ribbons around your ankle once again, tying them into a delicate bow once they were laced up again.

[snugglybunny11]

older!sevika headcanons x reader headcanons

an: ik this is short but ive been super busy with school, and i just wanted to write a little something to please yall! also i haven’t watched arcane in a while (literally can’t put myself through all the sad parts) so it may be just the tiniest bit inaccurate, but i think it’s pretty good!

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ super duper protective, in public and in private. you kept bumping your hips on the sharp edges of the kitchen counter? the next to when you came in there'd be little silicone covers on every corner. maybe your at a bar or maybe just grocery shopping, she will definitely hold your hand or wrap her arm around your waist so you can be as close as PHYSICALLY possible.

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ acts like a total grandma on her phone. holds it a good 2 feet away from her face and turns her nose up as she plays sudoku.

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ anytime you show here a trend she'll squint at it for a single second and then tells you “i don't get it.”

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ BIG people watcher. anytime you're out in public she'll look at people walking by and just let's anything she thinks about fly out of her mouth.

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ she will endure every girly thing you want her to, whether it's going to a pink, overpriced cafe or walking through Miniso carrying everything you picked up.

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ at this point in her life, sevika stopped getting her menstrual cycle. still, she'll cuddle you, rub your back, your feet, wherever you needed it. whenever you doubled over in pain from the cramps, she’d spoon you, letting the heat of her body seep into yours.

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ 110% needs glasses. blind as a bat without them. and then when she tries to prove her point that she’s still young and can see and takes off her glasses, once again she’s proven wrong. sometimes you tease her when in the mornings she has to grope around the bedside table and she knocks them off. you’d roll out the bed and teasingly call her “grandma glasses” as you pick up her glasses and handed them to her.

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ loves the idea of you being her sweet little housewife like it was 50’s. keeps trying to convince you to quit your job, and she buys you cute pink aprons with ruffles that say “kiss the cook”, and she does every time.

i love older sevika so much😚 don’t know why ppl write her like such a meanie she’s a big cuddle bug to me!

[sevikas-bitch]

Dinner time!

Short one shot

Sevika x femme housewife reader

Warnings: none, SFW, well, implied sex...

Summery: Getting everything ready for Sevika's favourite meal. Making it a special one today.

A/N: I haven't written in so, so long, please be nice! Longer and more NSFW things will be coming at some point.

You lay the table cloth out and smooth down the wrinkles that appear near the left corner, softly humming the tune to a song you haven't been able to get out of your head all day. A smiles creeps to the corners of your mouth thinking about Sevika at that moment- sprawled out on the sofa, messing around on her phone while she unwinds from work.

A few candles are already lit along with incense, the thin strands of fragrant smoke filling the air of the dimly illuminated kitchen as you potter about getting cutlery and glasses out, setting the table for one. The door to the room is slightly ajar, from your position next to the fridge you can see 'Vika lounging there in the other room, her top slightly raised as she slouches, her midrift exposed just a little; enough for you to make out the happy trail of dark hair leading up from beneath the waistline of her jeans, it drives you wild every time you see it. A pang between your thighs that you have to ignore, for now.

Her favourite beer, poured. The fancier knife and fork for special occasions, laid out. The pretty plate with the sweet pattern on it sits on a place-matt in front of her chair at the head of the table. It's all set. With a smirk, you remove your underwear, easy to do in the short skirt that you're wearing, and sit yourself down on top of the plate you put out. You raise your legs so that your feet are resting on Sevika's chair before you, the red heals you have on make a small click noise on the wood of the chair. Arms behind you, pressed to the table for balance after hiking up your skirt, you spread your legs and call out:

"Daddy, dinner's ready. It's your favourite"

[avalanchinedream]

so when is someone gonna take one for the team & write a slow burn 'princess x her personal guard' melvika royalty au? where mel is the princess of the kingdom of piltover & sevika 'one of the greatest fighters in the nation' is sought after & hired to protect mel after a failed assassination attempt. the arguments, the tension, the TEASING omg...them both disliking the arrangement at first bc mel believes she can take care of herself & sev for obvious reasons but growing to fall for each other after spending so much time together. sev giving her loyalty to someone deserving of it. PLEASE SOMEONE HEAR ME!!!

[lily221118]

love the Sevika x a younger, mean, femme girlfriend!! maybe a fanfic??

I haven't had much time but i finally started on this today. do we want it in little parts or something long?

I can probably post some tonight if we want it in increments

[doiliedaze]

The Jewel of the Sea

Warnings: Sevika kidnaps reader, age gap (reader is 25 and Sevika is around her early 40s), reader is chaotic, enemies to lovers, mean Sev for a while, y’all threaten each other a lot and both have hit each other, Sevika kills someone, reader almost dies, another awkward fight scene, virgin reader, reader cums fast because that’s normal for a first time (so is taking a second), reader has blood on her when they have sex, praise, check-ups, reader gets eaten out, tribbing, I think that’s it LMAOOOO

Genre: fluff, angst, smut

A/N: im so excited for this fic and will be expanding on pirate Sevika!! They are so soft to me like I love them together!! Thank you all for your support I get so happy seeing you all and talking to you guys ʕ̡̢̡⌯͒•ɷ•⌯͒ʔ̢̡̢ this is long asf omg and I wasn’t gonna make it a series cause I can’t have another series rn lol

Translations- priya = darling, jaanu = my life

I researched that her name has Hindi, Sanskrit origins so I thought this would be a cute way to tie her culture in.

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Tonight is the night you’ve been raised for, tonight you become queen. The day was going as planned. Flowers here, knights there, it was almost out of a fairytale. You knew this was too good to be true. You’ve been known for your intuition, it’s why your parents put you before your older sister. Whom holds no resentment towards you only a sadness that you couldn’t pursue your own dreams.

Since you were little you’ve adored the ocean, often thinking in another life you were a mermaid. Admiring the idea of protecting the ocean and it’s creatures somewhat like how you saw your mother care for her people. To swim as free as your sister rode. To sing an enchanting song to defeat enemies as your father cut others with his words.

You often reminisce on the idea and in your opinion it helps you be a better princess. Your thoughts were interrupted as your seamstress finish the last lace detail on you coronation dress. You step off the box to admire yourself stuck in utter awe.

Time passes as you wait behind that humongous door, the door that’ll start the new chapter in your 25 years. The love your family expressed to you unmistakable. As soon as you were alone you felt odd? Almost on edge…

You kept your eyes peeled, and shrugged it off as nerves. The thing about intuition is, it’ll work for you if you work with it.

Ignoring the churn in your stomach you walk as you hear the cue of the violins. As soon as the door opens, chaos is afoot!

Your eyes can’t focus on anything as you look for your family whom are nowhere to be found! Panic is settling into you as you try to create a plan. You see a discarded sword and pick it up awkwardly clutching it, you were always better with archery.

Running through the crowd not sure how to help or what to do your eyes settle on her.

She’s looks like she’d tower over you and hunt you down. You notice her scars and her mechanical arm. Her light smirk and her piercing gaze. It’s like the confusion in the crowd didn’t matter because she was steadily stalking towards you. You’ve heard of her before, she’s known for what she does and how she gets away with it.

Prey in a predators radar is exactly what you were, but you had a choice to fight or flee. You choose to flee as it’ll be you advantage. You know this castle and it doesn’t matter how many times they could’ve mapped it out this is your home.

Clutching the sword you run through the doors and into the hallway. Your main focus is making it to your crawl space which will take you to the gardens. As soon as you got close enough, the knob a fingertip away a sturdy hand grabs your waist and pushes you to the floor. Your sword drops as you try to brace your fall. Not ready to give in despite the pain in your body, you kick at her.

She laughs, how dare she mock you?

To make sure you stay still so her crew could make a swift escape she knocks you out with a cloth.

In almost an instance you went from queen to be, to hostage.

In a haze you wake up in a strange room, it looks to be a office with a makeshift bedroom area? You grip the sheets as you sit up eyes taking in the decor. Treasure here and there, maps neatly tucked away. Slowly you get up feeling that you are without your corset. Heat runs to your face but you push that aside as you look for a weapon.

Gathering courage you go out into the deck looking for her. That brute that took you from your home! The sun was blinding as and the smell of the sea was consuming but you saw her.

You storm up to her despite the laughs from her crew that quite when you dawn the knife you found.

Her express has yet to change from that smug satisfaction.

“Take me home, I demand it!” You yell pointing the knife at her face.

“Careful princess you might hurt yourself.” She laughs, oh what you’d give to rip that laugh out of her throat.

Before you could protest further she grabs then squeezes your wrist disarming you. You squirm as she slings you over her shoulder and makes her way back to her room.

Softly she places you on the bed and closes the door. “You’ll be staying in my quarters.” She states as she gives you space.

“Take me home!”

“I know you aren’t deaf.” She snorts

“You must be dumb because I refuse to stay on this ship!” With that she gets in your face, “you’ll mind how you talk to me.”

Anger rising in you, you spit on her square in her face.

Keeping her composure she steps back and wipes her face.

“I understand this isn’t ideal but you’ll get use to it.”

“Wow an understanding pirate how lucky am I!” You say with an eye roll.

“I took you because of your looks but you’ll stay because of that mouth.”

Being as bull headed as you are, you get off the bed and walk up to her.

“I will be going home with your permission or not!” You keep your voice steady and clear.

Swiftly she pushes you up against the nearest wall. Her breath ghosting your neck. Her thick fingers playing with the lace on the bust of your dress. “Don’t push me princess, you aren’t the first pretty thing I’ve thrown overboard.”

Fear churning in your stomach you whimper softly, pulling a wolf like grin out of her.

“You like that pretty thing? Being threatened is that what gets ya goin’.” Softly she tugs on your dress revealing more of your plush breast.

Your chest heaves as no one has seen you like this. “You are a degenerate.” You state avoiding eye contact. “Sometimes” she states as she moves her flesh hand to pull a stray coil. You swat at her hand and she moves, “get some rest you’ll need it for tomorrow princess.”

Defeated and highly flustered you lay in the bed and give your mind to your dreams.

Your nights use to end with you going to sleep alone and you waking up alone until one night. Sevika was charting at her desk and you were reading on the bed. When she assumed you were getting sleepy she packed up to leave but you broke the silence. “Stay…please.”

She gave you an expression you couldn’t read but she obliged. She puts her things down and lays next to you. “Trouble sleeping?”

“Before this I’ve never slept on a ship before…it’s different.”

“It’s not that bad once you get used to it.” She awkwardly slide her fingers into yours. Obvious she hasn’t done this before. You put your pride to the side and nuzzle into her. “I had a bear…I can’t sleep without her so…” with that she just squeezes you close, embracing you. Being able to relax you inhale until you drift off to sleep.

The next months were a blur as you roam the ship endlessly. You were peering out at sea when you smell her behind you. That strong scent of wood burned into your senses.

“What’s occupying your mind priya?” Her rough hand softly touching your shoulder.

Priya…you still don’t know what it means but it’s nice to hear, better than a condescending princess or pretty thing.

Over these last few months you’ve learn to tolerate her. You two still argue like there’s no tomorrow but you grew to worry when she would stress and you’d help keep order. You saw how she’d grow to worry when you couldn’t sleep or if you’d stare off too long, wanting this to be a home for you how this has been a home to her crew.

“I want to go home.” You sigh leaning forward, gripping the ledge.

“You are home.” Sevika states coldly, “ I don’t understand why this isn’t enough for you?”

“Why being a hostage isn’t enough for me?”

“Hostages don’t get freedom or new clothes you choose to stay on the boat when we dock!”

“I refuse to be seen with you!” You shout turning to face her. The hurt in her eyes are evident but she pushes it down, “this is what I get for protecting a brat!”

“You aren’t protecting me at all! I told you I’m going home with or without you!”

“How would you suppose you’d get home princess?” She cocked her eyebrow and spoke with venom.

Irritated and wanting to prove your point you look around and it dawns on you, you are an amazing swimmer.

Without warning you hoist yourself over the ledge and fall into the ocean. The water was cool but not unbearable.

You sink down trying to gain cover with the bubbles of your submersion but it wouldn’t matter because Sevika jumped in after you.

Concerned more than angry she swims to you and with a rope and the help of the crew the two of you are retrieved!

“Are you out of your fucking mind y/n! Do you not understand how you could’ve hurt yourself pulling a stunt like that?” She shouts not giving you a chance to catch your breath. The crew was quite, it’s a big divide whenever you two argue, Ran typically getting in the middle of it.

“Why can’t you understand you took me from my home and I don’t feel safe with you!”

Angrily she grabs your face squeezing just enough to leave a sting. “So all the nights I hold you and talk to you doesn’t make you feel safe?” You claw at her biceps as you feel tears well in your eyes.

“That’s enough Sevika I think she understands she’s wrong.” Ran states stepping closer.

Sevika can feel her stomach churn because she made you cry. “There’s nothing to see here go back to your stations!” She yells as she pushes you into Ran then left to her quarters.

With that you walk away and go to your spot. You like to sit on the front of the ship with her right hand Ran. They are sweet to you surprisingly and keep you updated on your kingdom. You’ve been presumed dead and your family is devastated but they have to move on.

“I don’t understand why she keeps me here, I refuse to help.” You sniffle and wipe your face.

“You’re entertaining to her I suppose.” Ran says with a shrug, “I don’t question her anymore she wouldn’t give me a straight answer at least when it comes to you.”

“Why’d you guys raid my castle in the first place?” You turn to face them.

Ran’s shoulder tense slightly. “Not sure if I should tell you honestly.”

“You’re the only person I can talk to Ran please!” You grab their hand.

“We were raiding your kingdom because we heard of a King getting ready to kill his heir and we wanted to goods before the drama settled in.” They avoided your eyes feeling a slight shame.

Dread seeps into your heart as their words repeat in your head “ a King getting ready to kill his heir.”

“No I…he wouldn’t!” You stand abruptly, “he loves me!”

“He was raising you for slaughter! Who makes their second in line the monarch? Look I know this is hard but you ever wondered why your family never truly went looking for you? We’re a notorious group and-”

Without another word you were running to Sevika.

When you enter the bedroom you find her frustrated at the desk writing in her journal.

“How may I help you princess?” She mutters without even looking at you, “he was trying to kill me?” You whisper as your voice shakes.

Sevika looks up at you not sure how she wants to respond. She’s never been good with emotions whether it’s hers or someone else’s. Sevika had to grow up in a world where she was the only person who cared about her. That’s why it was so easy to make the seas her home.

Slowly she opened her arms to you and you run over to her lap. In disbelief you sob on her mechanical shoulder. “Why would he do that to me?” You ask in broken breaths.

Sevika could feel her heart in her throat unsure how to respond. When she was younger she imagined having friends and having to comfort them but she never got there with anyone besides Ran and Ran isn’t a crier. So she pulls you closer and lays her head on yours. “If you didnt take me…do you think that would’ve been the day?”

“Priya I don’t know much…but I do know you get headaches after you cry so stop crying please.” She whispers as she wipes your tears. You try to even your breathes but you can’t. So there you sit in your accidental saviors embrace.

Ever since that day you’ve been attached to her hip. This life isn’t what you’d imagined but it’s yours. You often think back and try to see what you missed but it’s no use.

“Sev, whats your favorite thing about being a pirate besides killing people?” You ask as you two walk around a market. You feel like a true swashbuckler with your floppy hat, flowy fabrics and the gun Sevika taught you how to use.

“Watching my crew enjoying themselves.” She bites into an apple then hands it to me, “you all deserve nice things and that’s better than bloodshed…I guess.”

“Big ole’ softy…” you nudge your shoulder into her as you bite the apple.

“Don’t get use to it.” She mutters and you were going to tease back till you saw an amulet.

“Jaanu look!” You point but she stops, “what did you call me?” Her voice unsteady. “Jaanu? Oh I…well you call me priya so I wanted to call you something sweet too…I don’t necessarily know what either means but I read it in one of your romance novels you like to hide.” You state this like it’s no big deal as you buy the golden amulet. Sevika can feel her face burning and her palms sweating. “Priya means darling and jaanu means my life.”

Stopping in the middle of a market is frowned upon as it slows the hustle and bustle of the environment but you could care less as you stare into her grey eyes. “Then here jaanu I want you to have this.”

You lean up on your tippy toes and clasp the amulet around her neck, “now you’ll always carry me with you.” With that you walk away to catch up with Ran but you look over your shoulder to see her lopsided smile.

You were too busy gushing to Ran about what happened that you weren’t watching your surroundings. You’re still getting use to being a pirate let alone an ex-royal. Technically people still want you dead so it was confusing when Ran tackles you!

Word got out about Sevika’s new lover and how she favors the beauty of a princess. There’s been more incidents at the docks lately but nothing this bold! Another crew mate covered you two as Ran and you prepared your guns.

Lost in the frenzy you got separated. You get a sense of deja-vú. A weapon in your hand you haven’t used on anyone before, fear churning in your stomach and your intuition screaming at you.

Sevika isn’t around to immediately safe you so you have to choose; fight or flight. You don’t need a repeat of what happened a year ago so you choose to gain cover and shoot.

Aim is sloppy but you hit enough people more to disarm them, not having the heart to kill anyone.

That’s when you feel a cold gun pressed to the back of your head. Panic is seeping into your body, what do you do in a situation like this? You aren’t savvy enough to fight them off.

You thought back to all the moments you made on the ship, how you just accepted this is your life. Now it’s getting taken away. You close your eyes thinking about how you wish to be in Sevika’s arms one more time, to tell her how you feel.

In an instance you hear a pop and you assume it was you but you feel a thick warm liquid flow down your shoulder. You look back and there she stood. Sevika always protecting you.

Quickly she rounded you and the crew up. “Are you hurt?” Sevika held your face, her grey eyes searching yours. Not wanting to waste another moment you kiss her.

You two fumble to your quarters, breathing heavily. She shakily takes your clothes off as she bites your neck. “Been wanting you for so long priya.”

“Take me then” you moan clawing at her clothes. Sevika pushes you down on the bed and pressed your things to your chest. Her thick tongue slowly licks and teases your cunt. “Jaanu please I want more” you mewl overwhelmed by the sensations.

“I’m going to take my time and you will listen. Now this might hurt for a second so breathe f’me.” She pushes one finger into you slowly and listens to your drawn out moan. “Feels good priya?”

“Fuck yes!” You moan as you bite your lip. Needing to do something with your hands you pull her hair. “Sevika more!”

“Can’t ever stop being a brat huh?” Always striving to make you happy she pushes another finger in. Her tongue wrapping around your clit, sucking harshly.

Broken moans is the only thing able to come from your throat as you cum into her mouth. “Are you okay, does anything hurt?”

“No, more please” you whine although this position is hurting your thighs.

Sevika gently placed her bare cunt against yours and rubs. The satisfaction of that small amount of friction got you wet. “Fuck you feel so good” she moans into your ear.

“You make me feel so good” you lick the outer shell of her pierced ear causing a shiver to go down her spine.

Your hips grind up against hers and you feel yourself already on edge so you both slow down. The drawn out strokes had you both twitching and moaning. The mixture of your juices staining the sheets when y’all came.

Sevika leans her forehead against yours and says, “promise to sail the seas with me forever?”

“I do.”

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A/n: this is the longest fic I ever wrote and bitch I don’t wanna do this shit again🥹 in all seriousness I wanted to push myself and I can see the moodboard already!! I hope you all enjoyed this and criticisms is welcomed!!

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