#sevikaslatinawife

[sevikaslatinawife]

First Taste

Warnings: switch!Sevika (sort of?), switch!reader, fingering r!receiving and Sevika!receiving, oral Sevika!receiving, slight overstimulation, afab!reader, praising, light choking (very quickly), happy trail/bush Sevika obv

Sevika who’s used to her partners just wanting and taking but her never receiving.

Sevika who’s genuinely surprised when you voice your absolute need to taste her cunt.

“Why, baby?” She teases while two of her fingers curl inside of you. “Why do you want to taste me that badly, hm?”

“Because you’re gorgeous…” You manage to moan out while meeting her fingers inside of you. “…a-and I want to see if you taste just as gorgeous.”

It takes a big of begging for her to give in and lay back, sucking on the fingers that are drenched in your slick. You blush at the sight and settle between her thighs, spreading her open and grazing your fingers over the wet patch of her underwear.

Sevika gasps in surprise, the muscles of her thighs flexing as she tries not to buck her hips up to meet your hand.

“Baby, m’not gonna break,” she voices but it’s strained.

“Just let me,” You lean up to kiss her stomach, feeling the fluttering muscle beneath your mouth. Your fingers tease the wetness of her underwear and you can feel her slowly, and timidly, let herself rock against your touch. “See? You look so pretty like this.”

You’re not surprised to see her flushed skin, but you are surprised at seeing how vulnerable her eyes look. A little pleading and it makes your cunt twitch at the sight.

You’ve never done this before, take a little charge. You’ve given head before but something about Sevika looking so soft while you want to pleasure her makes you want more.

Makes you understand why she likes you beneath her like this.

“You look so cute,” The words bubble past your lips before you can stop them.

You gasp when her right hand wraps around your throat, squeezing the sides of your neck enough to constrict your breathing only slightly. “Don’t get too comfortable, princess,” Her thumb rubs your pulse point. “Remember who’s in charge here.”

“Okay,” is your soft, meek reply.

She hums and lets you go, lifting her hips for you when you start to tug on her underwear. You settle between her thighs, kissing the happy trail from her navel all the way to the coarse, dark curls of her bush.

You press a kiss there, too, inhaling her musk. You groan at the scent, lips still buried in her bush as your eyes almost cross.

“Christ, princess,” Sevika breathes, up on her elbows to look down at you properly.

“What?” You ask as you kiss her inner thighs, feeling the muscle just beneath the surface of her skin. Your lips suckle on random patches of skin, eyes on her before they drop to her neglected cunt.

She’s wetter now, dribbling down her cunt, clit twitching and hard for attention. The sight makes you grind down on the bed, giving her other thigh the same treatment of kisses and sucks.

“Princess,” There’s an edge to her voice, like she’s holding something back. Your eyes meet hers while your lips ghost her clit.

“Yes, love?” You breathe against her and she reaches between her thighs to grab your hair.

“Stop with the teasing, fuck,” She grunts.

“Say please,” You tease, pressing your puckered lips against her clit.

“Don’t push it,” she grits but her hole still twitches in response.

You pout, hands on her thighs. You know it wasn’t going to be easy but you also just wanted to taste her. Having her cunt so close and teasing her was becoming unbearable.

So you don’t push, you stick your tongue out and give her cunt a slow, hard lick.

She groans, head falling back between her shoulders, mechanical elbow holding her up. Her hand in your hair loosens after you give her a second lick, groaning against her cunt.

“Fuck, you taste good,” You mumble before using your thumbs to spread her cunt open. You point your tongue and trail her folds, feeling the smoothness of them due to how wet she is.

Sevika groans again, looking down at you while you map out the dips of her cunt with your tongue. Your eyes are already looking at her when she does, so her hole clenches at the sight of your eyes on her.

“Princess, don't...” She whimpers when you brush her clit with your tongue. The sound makes your cunt clench around nothing.

“Mm, don't what?” You say before you continue to give her cunt strokes of your tongue. From her twitching, dribbling hole to her hard, throbbing clit.

She doesn't reply, just moans and guides your mouth to her clit. You know what she wants but you let her grind against your unmoving lips.

“Don't tease,” She whimpers again and fuck, it's such a pretty sound. It makes your own clit twitch, slickening you further than you already were. “My clit, baby.”

You oblige, sucking her clit into your mouth, burying your nose into her bush. She moans and lets her body fall back against the pillow, her breasts shifting beautifully at the movement.

Your tongue rubs her clit in circles, spit already gathering at the corners of your mouth and her slick smearing your chin. You hum as you lick her arousal, feeling her hole flutter when you tease your tongue against her leaking entrance.

“Fuck, Sev,” You moan, one hand shifting to slowly sink your middle finger into her. She’s so wet, so open that it slips into her without a problem. “You’re so wet, love.”

Her hands are gripping the bedsheets, body rocking against your mouth and fingers. She’s only really gotten to be ate out when she was younger, so long ago, that she had forgotten how good it felt.

She didn’t even notice how wet she was, how much she needed this. She wonders how long she had pushed the feeling down.

You see that she’s gotten quiet and you slowly sink in your ring finger into her. “Taking my fingers so easily,” You tease as you nip her inner thigh.

Sevika wants to snap, wants to tell you to watch your tone but she can’t. She’s too busy moaning as curl your fingers into her and go back to sucking her clit.

Sevika’s right hand finds your hair, tangling in the strands as she grinds her clit on your tongue. You hum, flattening your tongue for her to use as you add a third finger into her.

She gasp, thighs snapping closed around your face but one of your hands held one open, allowing you room to keep going.

“Too much? Can’t handle three fingers?” You curl your fingers into her. Despite trying to talk, her hips are still pushing into your mouth.

“No, fuck, feels so good,” She moans, hips pushing into your face as you go back to sucking on her clit. “Shit, don’t stop, baby, don’t stop.”

You hum around her clit, making her gasp at the vibrations that prickle her spine. Her cunt is greedily, readily sucking in your fingers. Your nose is buried in her bush as you suck her clit, inhaling her musk and feeling the quivering of her stomach.

It’s intoxicating. Her taste, her wetness, her smell.

It has your own cunt sopping wet. You grind into the mattress, trying to relief some of the tension on your clit. It makes you moan into her, the slight relief. Enough to distract you.

Your moaning against Sevika causes her to whine, hips still circling on your face more eagerly.

“Oh, fuck, baby,” Her voice is strained, like a choked plea. “Keep going, keep going,” she urges in a needy tone.

You weren’t planning on stopping anyways, but her pleas just fuel your desire for her release.

Your fingers curl with purpose, muscles tight as you find her spot. You know you did because she lets out a broken moan once you do, hips bucking.

Your eyes never leave her face. You can’t see her eyes because her head is tilted back as eager moans and groans escape her dark lips.

“I’m —“ she can’t finish her sentence before her left hand is stretching out to tangle in your hair. Both hands tugging as she pulls you closer, as she moans loudly and comes.

Her cunt pulses around your fingers, her clit twitching in your mouth. You hum as you ride out her high, giving her cunt deep, slow strokes.

Sevika takes a sharp inhale when her orgasm washes over her completely, thighs locking and trying to close. You pull your fingers from her cunt, hand moving to push her other thigh open.

“Not done,” you grit before delving your tongue into her. You moan at the taste of her, at how she squeaks and whimpers.

Your nose is pressed against her clit as it twitches in protest to being touched right now. You swallow her need, licking her clean but ignoring her clit, not wanting to overwhelm her too much.

She’s so pliant that she doesn’t fight the grip of her thighs, of how you spread her. If she wanted to, you’d already be pushed away by her strength.

“Princess,” she whimpers when you eventually return to her clit.

You pull back after brushing your bottom lip against her sensitive clit. In turn, you receive a soft shake of Sevika’s thighs and a whimper.

“Taste so good,” You move over her to peck her lips and her cheek. She grips your waist as her body calms down, resting her forehead on your shoulder.

“Fuck, baby,” She breathes after a minute, kissing the crook of your neck. “Mm, we should’ve done that earlier.”

You giggle and run a hand through her hair. “I agree.”

˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊

@sevsbunny

Thoughts? Requests?

[sevsbunny]

me and my girlfriend cannot be normal about this information because we whipped out the ruler on the phone and i just…oh my god im not normal.

THIS???? THESS???? THESE FUCKING FINGERS???

@banana-cheese-cake @sevikaslatinawife

Sevika's finger measurements using a method with not much math

Hello everyone! Welcome, y’all can call me Kifuqe, I am a bit passionate about math and mathematical reasoning problems, I used that for something I hope you like, Sevika’s finger measurements.

So here’s the Timelapse, below the video I will make a brief explanation

The method I used isn’t mine, i saw it on tiktok a long ago and i wanted to use it with Sevika.

There is nothing very complicated, just 'reason and proportion' followed by basic divisions. I use the best full body sevika photo i found, that’s why i use the ‘≈’

So here are what you want.

The measurements

Index finger:

13cm (5.2 inches)

Middle finger:

14cm (5.5 inches)

Ring finger:

13.5cm (5.3 inches)

Both Index and middle finger width:

5.5cm (2.2 inches)

You can see the measurements changed right? And why? Because in the photo Sevika looks slightly bent, and some results were rounded to an integer because I had originally given a decimal number.

So that’s all, i hope you like it, I would really appreciate it if you repost, like or comment something, thank you so much. 💗

[sevikaslatinawife]

could you please do reader mouthing off to sevika and acting shocked when she bends reader over her knee and fixes the attitude problem

My first anon :’) Tysm. I hope you enjoy. Sorry it took long, I had work and I didn’t know what attitude to go with lol.

Discipline

Warnings: spanking, degradation, pussy slaps, dom!sevika, sub/brat!reader, afab!reader, light choking

“Fuck you, I’m not staying here,” You scoff as you stare up at Sevika.

“I’m not asking, doll. I’m telling you, you’re staying,” Her tone is stern and unwavering as she glares down at you.

“Sevika, I am not letting you go with Jinx, alone. She almost shot you last time!”

Sevika grunts. “I can handle myself. I don’t need you worrying —“

“You can’t fucking make me,” You cross your arms over your chest. “I’m not going to sit here —“

“Oh, yes you are,” Her hand reached out to cup your chin, squeezing your face in her hand. Her warm right right. “I don’t care if I have to tie you to this bed, you’re not going.”

“Screw you, Sevika,” You grit, jerking your face from her touch but she tightens it.

“Watch it, doll. Fix that attitude,” She warns, voice low and a deep rumble in her chest.

“Bite me,” You grit, hand trying to tug her wrist off, get her hand away from your face. “My attitude is just fucking fine!”

“Last chance,” She growls, metal hand coming out to grip your hip.

“I’m. Not. Apologizing,” You enunciate each word through gritted teeth, almost spitting them out as if they burn your tongue.

You weren’t the type to back down so easily. Not even with her.

So truthfully, you should’ve seen this coming.

“Ah!” You cry out as the first spanks hits, trying to free yourself from her grip. She had you across her lap, panties around your knees as her left, metal arm held you down.

“Count,” she snarls and hits you twice more.

“T-Three!” You say, feeling the burning of her hand on your ass. She was hitting right at the curve, where she knows you’d feel it when you sat down.

“There we go, good,” Another sharp slap and you whimper out the next number. “If I tell you,” smack. “To do something,” smack. “fucking,” smack, smack. “Do it.”

“Eight!” You scream. “Vika, I’m sorry!” Your hands shoot back, trying to cover your ass from the spanking.

“Oh, don’t go there,” She growls, smacking your hands. “Want your hands involved? Fine by me, doll. Go ahead, spread that cunt for me.”

“No,” you whine, shaking your head. “Please, no. I’m sorry!”

“Do it,” She warns, smacking your thigh and making you jolt.

Your eyes water but the tears don’t fall as you hook your fingers beneath the curve of your ass. You spread yourself open and feel a flush of embarrassment tint your face and neck at her laugh.

“Look at you,” She groans, giving your cunt a slap. You cry out, eyes wide as your fingers tremble. “You love getting punished.”

“I—“ another scream as a second smack is delivered to your cunt, then a third.

Your thighs shiver and buck in pain and the zing of pleasure that threatens to consume you.

“Count,” She takes your wrists and pins them against your lower back with her left hand, delivering another smack to your ass.

“Uh, nine!” You gasp as another hits, body jolting. “Ten!”

“You missed three,” She laughs, left hand coming up to grip your throat and crane your neck back for her to kiss your temple. “Stupid little princess.”

“Thirteen,” You offer in a breath, thighs shaking and hips bucking.

“Spread yourself,” and this time, you don’t argue, you do.

You choke on a sob when two more hits are delivered to your cunt. “Fifteen,” you whimper.

“Good girl,” Sevika’s fingers tilt your head so she can press a kiss to the corner of your trembling mouth.

Her fingers rub your cunt and you groan cause it’s still throbbing. “Sev —“

“Want me to take care of you?” She whispers against the shell of your ear.

Your cunt twitches against her fingers as you nod. You can feel her smiling against your ear as you let out a meek, broken. “Please.”

˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊

Thinking so many things. Lmk if you like it anon! And if you’d like a part 2!

Send me more requests y’all, I love this.

Also thank you for 110 followers what! It’s been like a week omg

[sevikaslatinawife]

Nothing but Curves (II)

Warnings: Midsize/Plus size reader, body praising, just fluff

Sevika’s head laid on your soft stomach while you run your fingers through her hair. It’s so nice to have her home for once, even if just for a few hours at most.

She lets out a soft grumble mixed with a sigh as rub the top of her head. Her right hand sinking into the skin of your love handles underneath your shirt, causes you to freeze in surprise, but only for a second.

However, Sevika does notice it. She always notices.

“Beautiful,” She says and turns her head on your stomach to kiss the warmth of it through your shirt.

Instinctively, you sucked in your stomach. Her eyes narrowed up at you and nipped right below your navel after lifting the t shirt you wore. Your stomach twitches beneath her playful antic before she kisses the spot again and rests her cheek on it. Directly onto your skin since she left your shirt rolled up to below your breasts.

“You’re just saying that,” You grumble, half playfully, half truthfully.

“No,” Her fingers wrap around your hip, lifting you enough for her to snake her hand beneath you. Her arm is pinned between the bed and your body as she buries herself into your skin.

“You’re beautiful, baby doll,” She repeats, fingers gripping your waist from beneath your body. “So beautiful and so mine.”

“All yours,” You brush your fingers through the strands of her hair falling from her ponytail.

You knew it was hard for her to express her feelings but she always tried when it came to your own. She knew you needed the reassurance, the praises beyond the bedroom, and she tried her best with them.

Sometimes, it didn’t always work. So she showed her love by taking care of you. Little acts of service. But that’s a story for a different time.

Sevika presses soft kisses against your stomach and to your hips above your thin shorts. She muttered soft praises, her voice raspy.

Beautiful.

Gorgeous.

Lovely.

Mine.

It set your heart alight and made your cheeks flush. When she laid back on your stomach, you undid the ponytail in her hair, massaging her scalp with your fingers.

You lift your thighs to settle over her shoulders. She groans in contentment at the warmth of you, your soft skin against the muscle of her shoulders.

She leans forward and kissed your inner thigh, nipping it playfully. “You’re so perfect.”

You just blush and give her a soft hum.

˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊

What kinda prompts do you guys wanna see with this mid/plus sized reader dynamic?

[sevikaslatinawife]

Hey so I was wondering if you could do like a Sevika X Ambessa in a love triangle with a blue monarch chubby darkskin fairy….idk how to make it make sense 😭😭 I love your writing btw 💕👏🏽🤏🏽

Aw, I’m so glad you like my writing! ^^ I tried my best here, so please lmk if this is what you meant or I completely fucked up!

Also in my mind fairies = wings but like…idk man. Just let me know what you think.

Blue-Tinted Beauty

Warnings: f!reader, afab!reader, reader is described as dark skinned, chubby reader, kissing, love triangle, brief mention of sex

You were like a vision. Plump thighs, deep curves, soft face and body. Tight curls ran down your shoulders, falling perfectly between your still, blue wings. Your eyes are perked and pointy, eyes a bright blue to match the color of your wings.

Down here, you were a light. Your dark, smooth skin a beautiful contrast between the blue of your eyes and wings.

And that light attracted two very prominent women.

Ambessa and Sevika.

They seem to tolerate each other for your sake. However, in the bedroom, they synced up to bring you the most pleasurable experiences.

“Hello, little one,” You hear Ambessa’s voice before you see her. Too enraptured in thinking of the woman to notice you had made it to your house.

Your ears twitch and you look up to see her. All muscle and purposeful walk, a gleam in her eyes once you notice her.

“Ambessa,” You breathe, smiling when she tilts your chin back with a hook of her finger and presses a kiss against your lips.

You lean up to kiss her, feeling how she parts your lips with her own. You hum as her fingers find your sides, sinking into softness and warmth of your skin. Your arms find her strong neck to wrap around, to hold as she licks into your mouth slowly.

“Well, hello to you, too,” a low, rumbling voice speaks, the harsh thudding of boots following.

You immediately know it’s Sevika, as her cold, metal fingers trace down the middle of your back. You whine into Ambessa’s mouth in turn, shivering. The spot is always sensitive, especially at the base of your wings.

“Cute fairy,” Sevika mumbles and kisses the crown of your head.

You pull back from Ambessa��s mouth to smile up at Sevika. The woman cups your face in her hand and leans down to kiss you, tongue hurriedly pushing your lips open.

Your head reels. Ambessa tastes of expensive wine and fruits, Sevika tastes of hard liquor and tobacco. The contrasts between them makes you dizzy and your wings to flutter in excitement.

“Always so eager,” Sevika growls playfully into your ear. Ambessa turns you slightly in her hold to lean into your other ear and kiss the point of it.

“Such a pretty girl,” Ambessa mumbles, pushing your curls from your shoulder to kiss the juncture between your shoulder and neck.

“Our pretty girl,” Sevika corrects.

“Yours, both of yours,” You breathe as Ambessa kisses you again while Sevika nips your jaw and shoulder.

˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊

It’s so short I’m so sorry! I didn’t know if you wanted fluff or more 😫✨

[sevsbunny]

@sevikaslatinawife @banana-cheese-cake

˚☽˚.⋆ 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆’𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 | 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂

18+ minors please dni. this is all purely fictional and no i do not condone cheating.

content warnings: cheating, douchebag boyfriend, fingering, masturbation, slight internalized homophobia (addressed more in later parts)

˚｡⋆୨ ʚɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚɞ ୧⋆

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ you met sevika at a night out with all your friends at a nightclub you had no business being at. you and your boyfriend were on another “break.” break entailing he says something really mean to you and you storm out and crash with someone until he apologizes.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ you were leaned against the bar, looking rather bored and out of place when sevika approached. she did not necessarily come up to talk to you but you happened to have the only open seat left. and when she approached you cautiously stepped back and she quickly extended her prosthetic arm around your waist to keep you from colliding with the bar stool.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ sevika didn’t even end up sitting in the stool. after her chivalry you insisted on buying her drink then leaving her alone. but now sevika was intrigued. you didn’t look like you came here often. she knew you didn’t. this was sevika’s favorite nightclub for a reason. mainly populated with lesbians; single, taken and everything between.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ you were nothing of the sort. least not at first glance sevika thought. you wore a mini skirt and far too tight crop top. it looked like you were wearing someone else’s clothes. (you were).

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ sevika did accept your drink. then she easily coaxed you into shots. it only took one time asking and sevika calling you, doll, for you to oblige. then one shot turned to three.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ then she was unexpectedly sweet. sevika made you drink a whole glass of water and ordered a plate of fries for you. you had insisted sevika have some between bites but she just shrugged and said she ate already.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ somehow you both found yourselves on the dance floor. both your arms draped over sevika’s shoulder and bodies pressed firmly together as you sensually danced against her. you hadn’t felt so free in ages. and when you felt sevika’s hand on your ass—you hadn’t flinched or protested.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ next thing you knew—sevika had you atop the bathroom sink with your lacy thong pooled around your ankles and two fingers deep within you. and she made these filthy animalistic noises in your ear. her hips thrusted with each stroke of her fingers. your head was tipped back against the mirror and you swore you saw heaven in that bathroom.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ you never told anyone about what happened that night or where you ended up. your friends hadn’t bothered asking which you assumed they either knew and didn’t care. or they figured you were a wallflower most of the night.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ you, like always, returned to your boyfriend. you spent two more nights with your friend then he came knocking on their door with a large bouquet of flowers and a puppy dog look in his eyes. so you forgave him and went home. and when he uncoordinatedly jerked off inside of you and grunted in your ear — you found yourself imagining it was sevika.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ sevika hadn’t forgotten about you or that night either. she couldn’t. not when she took your pink thong in her back pocket. not when she rubbed herself with it almost every night while she held. she couldn’t get the noises of your mewls, or pathetic attempts to quiet down out of her head. if she thought hard enough—she could still feel how unbelievably wet and warm you were on her fingers.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ sevika went back to the club every night in hopes you’d show up. she fucked some random girl in the alley the first night looking for you but was so disgusted with herself—she threw up after the girl went back inside.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ on the second week of looking for you—sevika stumbled in line for street tacos and somehow saw you. you were there. with…a man? with his arm around your shoulder. and whispering in your ear. but the look on your face was distant and glazed over. and not in a good way.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ something had told you to look up. it gnawed at the front of your head. when you lifted your eyes finally—you immediately locked eyes with those intense grey eyes.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ you had made up some excuse to leave the table which your boyfriend didn’t even second guess. sevika cornered you behind the food truck—somehow towering over you more than she had that night. and when you opened your mouth to explain sevika simply didn’t care. you could’ve had two kids with a husband and she wouldn’t have cared.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ her lips swallow any explanation and pour out the two weeks of searching and missing you. sevika tasted like tobacco and whiskey. you tasted like salsa verde and pineapple jaritos. she knew you missed her too because you whimpered into the kiss and immediately latched your arms around her neck.

⋆. 𐙚 ̊ sevika left that night with your number and three of each taco on the menu.