#switch sevika

[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.”

@sevsbunny

Thoughts? Requests?

[rinasdigitaljournal]

journal entry #01: sevika drabble/imagine...potential fic?

take my hand and walk with me here, okay?

imagine, high school teacher sevika who teaches an specific country's history. maybe african american studies along with south asian...just something that relates to her and her background and she's hella passionate about it yk. obviously coming from (and still living) an under privilege neighborhood comes with its challenges and now dealing with wealthy people drives her up a wall but the students actually enjoy her class and have a genuine desire to learn and find her gruff, no-nonsense, give it to you straight attitude a breath of fresh air from the posh and authoritative teaching that they are used too (although some don't but does she care, no.) the parents don't really understand why so many students genuinely enjoy her class when she's like scary asf? and most teachers in the department look down upon her bc of her background but hey, the credentials and degree's speaks for themselve (plus they're too scared of her to say anything directly too her). her one friend in the department is mel who teachers african american studies but AP level bc mel's just that girl, ANYWAYS.

the two are chatting one afternoon in the teachers lounge and mel casually mentions the new english teacher working and how interesting she was too talk too. sevika tried to pry a little bit more but given how tight lipped mel is (and her cocky smile), she genuinely didn't give a fuck until her students begin coming to class with this new teacher on the tip of their tongues. how she's so sweet, kind, funny, and the work is interesting? yea, she has to go sniff the newbie out herself just to make sure those knuckle heads aren't ripping their teeth into her. she's already envisioning some soft, big doed eyed, fresh out of college teacher with no actual teaching experience and letting those kids walk all over her.

so imagine her surprise when she takes a peak into..paradise? a cozy and comfy classroom with a colorful rug, throw pillows, bookshelves lining up the wall with poorly but cute hanged up novel posters with a mixture of string lights nad lamps? yea, sevika already decided the woman was fresh meat thrown into the wolves until her eyes found their way to a woman sitting next to a student, on a small makeshift couch mind you, with her arms wrapped around the crying girl's shoulder. the woman was still soft looking with a grandpa sweater on along with a maxi skirt, the colorful glasses didn't help either or the dangling star and moon earrings but her voice was warm and firm. her eyes were gentle but full of fire and her lips were turned into a genuine smile with a smirk edging the corners of her face. whatever joked she shared made the student laugh and wipe her own tears away and when the new teacher turned to stare at sevika, feeling a presence staring into her, with an arched brow in*challenge* her presence, she could've sworn she felt her heart skip a beat.

journal footnotes: could this be something...maybe. do i have another work in process fic for another fandom, yes. do i still imagine this plotline and characters every single hour of my being...yes. is this self indulgent, yes, but hey this is a form of self-care.

[angelsforthenight]

arcane women nsfw headcanons

(vi, caitlyn, sevika, ambessa)

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

vi:

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

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

caitlyn:

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

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

sevika:

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

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

ambessa:

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

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

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

[eternalpariah]

sevika..sevika come home…the kids miss you…i mutter as the nurses drag me back to the psych ward

[nobodyknowsimalesbian777]

Watch - Sevika (Arcane)

NSFW tags - brief arguing, masturbation (s!), switch!sevika, switch!reader, cursing, pussy-eatting (s!receiving), fingering (r!receiving), scissoring (yay!!), 18+

authors note - gang im working on my first request im so excited 😈😈 everyone clap for anon rn pls & thank yewwwww

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"you're such a bitch!" you yelled as you slammed your bedroom door, sevika was trailing close behind

"what did i even do?!" she was clearly avoiding raising her voice with you, and you found it difficult to avoid rolling your eyes as you sat on the bed

"go fuck yourself, sevika!" you didn't recognize the malice in your voice, and you almost regret the words as you spoke them

almost.

until your burly, stubborn girlfriend was sinking to her knees in front of you, wrapping her big arm around your calves

you felt the words leave you as you let out an unimpressed huff, hoping she didn't see you press your legs together

"i'm sorry sweet girl.." her hand traveled slowly up your leg until it was resting on the plump of your ass

"let me show you how sorry i am" the soft rasp in her voice made you dizzy

in spite of this, you petulantly turned your head away from her, letting out another unsatisfied huff

sevika continued to drag her hand up and down your side, placing delicate kisses on your exposed thigh

you tried to control your shaking breaths, lacing your hands into her hair as you mumbled something inaudible

the woman at your feet cocked her head at you, encouraging you to speak up

"i want to watch" you murmured, an uncharacteristic look of confusion appearing on sevikas face as you spoke

"watch?" her short brown hair swayed to the side as she questioned you

your face flushed as you spoke again, "i want to watch you..touch yourself, vika" you trailed off, turning away in embarrassment

sevikas confused expression quickly turned to a smirk, "oh?" her confidence was heightened by what you saw as your pure humiliation

you couldn't seem to find words as her grey eyes scanned yours,

and you failed to ignore the growing wetness between your legs as she slowly brought her hand down to the bottom hem of her shirt

in one swift movement, she pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her unbelievably toned chest

you felt yourself let out a small gasp, and your embarrassment seemed to go out the door when she moved her hand down farther and worked on the button of her jeans

her fingers flexed beautifully as she started pulling them off, giving you a full view of her muscular thighs

finally, your eyes landed on the wet patch on her boxers. the sight alone was enough to make you shudder, and you had an unbearable urge to bury yourself in her

you sank down to the floor with sevika as she continued slowly pulling her boxers down, but just as you were leaning forward you were met with her hand on the center of your chest

"no," she said firmly, continuing to pull down her boxers once you backed up, "watch."

you sat on your hands, not being able to take your eyes away as sevika spread her pussy with her index and middle finger

she was putting on a show you couldn't resist, sliding her fingers down to play with her glistening clit

"vikaaa" you couldn't bother being embarrassed by your whining, simply focused on the woman playing with her pussy in front of you

sevikas hands traveled farther down, and you watched as she threw her head back with every stroke of her fingers

the heat between your legs was getting unbearable, and you wanted nothing more then to get lost in between your girls legs

her fingers kept drawing down, eventually pressing her middle finger into her leaking hole

your eyes flew down, watching her fingers dissappear into her cunt. the sight alone was ruining you, and you knew you wouldn't last with the sounds she was making

sevikas head flew back, rough groans and near whimpers leaving her pretty mouth

you took your opportunity and inched towards her, lowering yourself down and watching her fingers pump into her at a pace you could barely believe

after what felt like hours of watching her stuff herself full, sevikas hand moved back up to rub circles around her clit

she looked down at you and cocked her brow, before nodding at you as you moved in to plunge your tounge into her

as soon as your tounge filled her, she let out an intense moan, letting you take her pussy over

her big hand knot into your hair, pulling you closer while she pushed her cunt into your face

you felt completely at peace letting sevika use your face the way she was, covering the bottom half of your face in her slick

she completely let herself go, moaning and breathing heavily as her orgasm caught up to her

much to her amusal, you reached your hand under you, rubbing your own clit in search of release

her moans were laced with breathy chuckles as she watched you desperately try to get yourself off

sevikas hand trailed down your back, reaching for your pussy.

your moans echoed and mixed with sevikas, and you couldn't tear your eyes away from her face, slack with pleasure

"this pretty pussy all mine?" she murmured above you, so sexy without having to try

you nodded aggressively into her, pussy drunk and just wanting her to finish on your tounge

of course her timing was impeccable, as she gripped your hair, her moans raising in pitch. "gonna come on that pretty face" she moaned out, her body tensing with her grip

you pushed your tounge deep inside her, your eyebrows screwing together as you lapped up everything she gave you

she noticed you still working yourself back onto her fingers, chasing your own high while working her through her own

without a second thought, sevika pulled you up into her, eliciting a surprised yelp from you

she leaned back, putting her abs on full display while she lined your pussy up with hers, slowly lowering you down and easing your hips back and forth

your moans echoed through the room as you slid your dripping cunt against sevikas, her clearly overstimulated pussy pulling needy groans from her

with the way the band in your stomach was tightening, you knew it wouldn't be long before she pushed you over the edge

her big arm slithered around your waist, pulling you in and clashing her lips against yours while you continued your ministrations

sevikas hand traveled freely along your body, adjusting you to exactly where she wanted you to come

knowing she had that physical power over you was enough to snap the band in your belly, and your moans spilled out while you continued grinding against sevika

her eyes were glued on you as you came, her hand eventually coming up to cup your face and trace your lips

sevika, of course, rode you through your high, telling you how pretty you sounded slutting yourself out for her

after your eventful evening, sevika was sure to lay you down. her generosity was endless as she prepared you for the rest of the night, knowing she wasn't even close to done with you

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need to see sevika masturbating 4K what who said thattttt

[viperineee]

Hi! I was wondering if you could write sub!Sevika? If you have the time ofc! I really like your works so far. Keep up the good work🫶🏾🩷🩷!

somno w sub!sevika

cw: somno, sub!sevika w dom fem reader, oh god where do i even start, starts off slow, reader teasing sevika, sleepy sub sevi is so cute i wanna make her cry :(, oral sex, fingering, sevika begging, tribbing

it was late, your alarm clock read 2:55 am, and you were unbelievably horny. it started as a wet dream, you shifting subconsciously to grind yourself into sevika’s ass when you both were sleeping. she was a heavy sleeper, she didn’t mind how you moved especially when she was little spoon. (she hated the fact that she enjoyed being little spoon from time to time, you always tease her about it).

but you woke up, panties damp and pussy throbbing. you sat up on your elbows, studying sevika’s face while she slept. your eyes drifted lower, taking in the expanse of her bare back. she didn’t sleep with a shirt on, honestly it was a wonder she slept with anything on. the only article of clothing she wore was her navy blue boxers.

she wouldn’t mind, right? it was going to be shorts you weren’t going to actually fuck her. just a few lick to her pussy to knock the edge off. wouldn’t be the first time you’ve done this. after rationalizing with yourself, you decided it wouldn’t be that bad. you just wanted to soothe your cunt.

you pull the covers off of both your bodies, moving carefully so she wouldn’t be too disturbed. you spread her thighs ever so slowly, the dark spot not going unnoticed by your eyes. she was so wet, you wondered what she was dreaming about. you couldn’t let this go to waste, you figured. you place your tongue flat against her clothed pussy, taking in the taste of her wetness through the fabric of her boxers.

you continued to lick heavily, nose pressed against her clit and breathing in her musk. god, her scent alone was enough to drive you insane. you fingers hook the waistband of her boxers, sneakily pulling them off of her and tossing them to the floor.

you spread her lower lips with your index and middle fingers, teasing her hole with the tip of her tongue. that’s when she stirred, only oh so much before she returned to stillness. you took your time, leisurely licking and sucking on her clit, occasionally dipping down to slip your tongue into her entrance.

her sleepy moan hit your ears, eyes snapping up to see hers fluttering open. she looked down at you, eyes heavy from sleep. “princess, what are you-ahhh.” her voice broke off into another needy moan as you slipped a finger inside of her. “shhhh, don’t worry baby. im just taking care of you, okay?” you assure her, latching your lips back onto her clit. her head falls onto the pillow, fingers finding your hair.

“that’s right, im making you feel good, huh? were you dreamin’ about me? was probably dreaming about me makin’ a mess of this pussy.” you chuckle, pushing another finger into her. one thing about sevika, she was always so sensitive when she first wakes up. that’s why you always aimed for morning sex, seeing her so needy and desperate turned you on more than anything.

“fuck, yes. fingers feel so good.” she rasped, and you saw the shadow of her hardened nipples. the wet sounds of your fingers filling her pussy, coated with slick, filled the air. “oh, look at ‘er. so wet for me, so cute.” you teased her, and she turned her head to the side. always so embarrassed, poor girl.

“hah, right there, oh yess.” she breathed, thighs threatening to close around your head. she was absolutely gone once you added a third, she loved when you stretched her out. the pads of your fingers grazed her g-spot occasionally. you felt her clench around your fingers, your tongue and fingers working in sync to bring her to the edge. seeing her cum was like a kid seeing the floor covered in presents on christmas. her back arched off of the bed just enough to emphasize the swell of her tits, hips jerking as she fell into the abyss of pleasure .

“fuuuck, good girl. cumming all over my fingers, so good for me.” you smile brightly, pulling your fingers out of her to shove your tongue in her hole, drinking up everything she gave. she doesn’t have the energy to push you away, letting you lap at her juices until you were satisfied.

only you weren’t. your pussy was still throbbing, aching to be touched despite almost cumming as you ate her out. you needed more, you craved more. sevika laid above you, thighs spread and pussy on display like a whore. you climbed on top of her, kneading her tits and you press a sloppy kiss to her lips.

“my baby is so good to me, isn’t she? so easy for me to use, so compliant.” you praise her, wiggling your panties off. you toss them on to the floor with her boxers, lifting up her leg and kissing down her calf. she let out a whine at the movement, still being sensitive from your earlier ministrations. you hovered your pussy over hers, and she bit her lip, never taking her eyes off the sight of your pussy.

it’s something on her list of things about you she’ll never get tired of seeing. your laugh, the cutest little concentration face when you did your hair, and your pussy, in that exact order. sevika bucked her hips, brushing her pussy against yours. “please, baby, c’mon. woke me up outta my sleep, don’t tease too.” she pleaded, and you licked your lips.

“aw my poor sev. i did wake you up didn’t i? and you took it all without complaint. such a good girl.” you lowered your cunt onto hers. both of you were so wet, it was like trying to clasp a necklace on with wet hands. you rock against her a few times, trying to find the best angle for both of you.

the moment your clit brushed against hers, she was gone. her hips bucked up to chase that feeling, placing her large hand on your hips. “fuck, oh shit you feel so good.” you whine, and you saw her eyes flutter shut. you lean forward, pinching her nipple to get her attention. “eyes on me, baby. you wanna cum, don’t you?” you ask, tilting your head to the side.

her grey eyes were glossed over with lust, she looked at you like a sad little puppy. “y-yes, wanna cum so bad, i need it baby please. please make me cum.” she keened, and you smiled at her response. “i love when you beg. ’s so cute.” you rut against her, your own high coiling in your stomach just waiting for release.

both of your moans mixed together, although hers were lower than yours. she was so shy when she was bottoming, her face flushed and her eyes trying to desperately avoid meeting yours. she knew she would fall apart if she looked at you. “ah, vika, im so close. fuck, pretty pussy gonna make me cum.” you pant, your grip tightening on her calf.

“shit, yes. please cum on me, princess.” her hips were jerking, a telltale she was close to falling apart herself. your ruts became sloppy, and you came first, head falling forward as you moan her name loudly. you made a mental reminder to bake cookies for your neighbors, god knows they don’t need to hear you both fucking this late at night.

“that’s it, ke-ep going, so fuckin’ close.” she grunts, using both of her hands to keep you rocking against her clit. you let her take control, overstimulating yourself just so she could cum. a surprisingly loud moan broke from her throat, you felt her lightly bounce you on her clit until she couldn’t handle anymore. you both remained still, you looked down and saw the creamy mess that both of your pussies created.

“I’ll get a towel.” sevika mumbled, carefully lifting you off of her clit so she could stand. and you burst out laughing at her trembling thighs. “a little shaky there!” you tease her further. “fuck you!”

sorry it took so long my arm has been on fire since Wednesday (got my second tattoo) but here it is! I hope it was good, i tried to pump out an idea as fast as i could

[digital-slvt]

perspective ☆

[aurora-basin]

if i had a dollar for every sevika fic that started with us on her lap while she plays cards,,

[abbertionaldyke]

to rebuild—1

y���all want some slow burn sevika and shoola?

summary: now a prominent leader of zaun and a representative for the community, sevika sits at the council, aided by a seasoned member.

chapter 2

heavy steps thudding, sevika makes her way toward the chair designated for her, onlookers’ sights heated at her appearance and inclusion in the rebuilt council. all sights except for one. settling into her seat with a responding piercing stare to the judgement, sevika’s right arm rests on the table, posture leaning slightly forward as she quietly takes in the others. 

sevika’s dark gray eyes flit to a more familiar figure and narrow in a mere analytic manner. she had stood beside this individual at the funeral, solemn introductions made after the event had dwindled. the feel of the other’s golden claws are still felt on her palm, their handshake having been firm, a lingering motion made by both parties as a silent understanding spoke through the touch. 

facing her new counterparts, shoola returns their pointed looks, a look of distaste blanketing her expression. after all that was done–joint efforts made to bring down the forces that threatened both zaun and piltover–individuals can still find it in themselves to look down on zaunites. if she had the power, she would deny the addition of such people, prompting a seat on the council if a bias is dismissed and a leveled mindset could be put forth. 

because that is what is needed. yet here they all sit, ready to continue a vile cycle that has done nothing but further divide a once united society. 

amid the first meeting of the renewed council, as expected, sevika’s words are cut into, demands scoffed at while attitude-filled responses are shot back. fist clenched, sevika’s brown skin heats, frustration building as she sees the obvious barricade made for her requests. her jaw clenches, teeth grinding against each other as she prepares to speak again. 

“if i may?” comes shoola’s silvery voice, her two-toned eyes looking at sevika. 

sevika remains tense, meeting shoola’s gaze, the stare a stark difference from the others of the council. a slight nod of her head is given. 

shoola brings her attention to the rest of the councilors sitting at the table, the adornments on her fingers glinting in the soft rays of sun pouring through the windows. “i don’t think willful ignorance is the right path to take following an event birthed from such an aspect.”

undeterred by the collective reactions to the accusation, shoola maintains an even look on her face. her voice raises in volume as she continues, “removing the factories that border the fissures should not be an abstract idea that brings all of you to disrespect a fellow member of the council; you are not here to fight against sevika’s wishes or ignore them, you are here to listen, learn, and aid the individuals, the families, the lives of zaun.” 

“councilor shoola, with all due respect, the removal of the factories would pose a massive loss for those who depend on jobs for their families and their lives,” is a response. 

shoola is reminded of her own words that reflected the response just given, but ultimately, people cannot be sacrificed to support another–there is a way to support both, there has to be. 

“with such an obstacle, being named the “city of progress” should be an embarrassment if we cannot even move forward to ensure our counterparts are safe and healthy,” shoola places her words with a firm force, holding eye contact with each individual sitting at the table. she looks at sevika lastly, face softening as she does. “do you have anything else to bring forward, councilor sevika?”

sevika points her words to shoola only, purposely ignoring the others, “all good for now. how fast can we get the supplies to start repairs?”

“as soon as they are needed,” shoola responds. 

examining her fellow councilor for a moment, sevika holds a smidge of approval for the other, yet keeps a controlled expression. she relaxes slightly in her chair, right index finger tapping with an aura of impatience as she has to sit through the rest of the meeting, listening to the topics with half a mind. when there is input from shoola, sevika looks her way, taking in her mannerisms that flow with grace, the sound of her claw adornments tapping the table as she makes a point settling into her mind. when any other councilor speaks, sevika lets out a tired exhale.  

 a sharp breath is taken as she settles back into reality once realizing ending statements are made and the impending end to the meeting is to come. 

sevika is the first to stand, chair legs groaning against the floor as the back of her legs push it away. concern bubbles inside of her thinking about isha and jinx still in recovery even though she is sure vi hasn’t left either of their sides. fuck, she thinks, get me anywhere but here. she can’t stand the demeanor the council holds, can’t fucking stand it. but she would endure worse if it meant aiding zaun and rebuilding it. heels hurriedly click behind her but her mind is focused on the young ones back home. 

hints of that familiar amber aroma makes sevika side-eye her right side, a gold claw coming into view. 

“have you taken a look at your office?” shoola questions, falling in step with sevika. 

fully turning her head, sevika quirks her brow, eyes following the shape of shoola’s face plate before darting to her lips then settling on her gaze. “i haven’t.” 

the mechanism of the door lightly chitters as the grand structure begins to open, letting the two individuals pass through. shoola guides the direction to the right, the long corridor holding various rooms in a simple pattern. it is quiet between the two as they walk together, having yet to move past a formidable barrier established simply from places of origin. sevika holds a deep-seated hatred for piltover, their forces onto zaun too embedded in her memory; for shoola, no bold sentiments can be made for the sibling society.  

“what sits at the council,” shoola starts, “have only a quarter of the minds of who filled the seats before.” 

“must have been small minds,” sevika slyly retorts, casting a glance toward shoola. “that what usually happened if anyone tried to get to zaun? a bunch of irrelevant responses and excuses?”

shoola accepts the shots taken. “usually, yes. and motions could have been fought against harder.” she focuses the guilt on herself. 

sevika huffs, shaking her head, movement in her jaw evident. “so what? takes a war to change your mind?”

“not a war–weakened hands and figures. mel would’ve stood along my thoughts. it is the majority that would’ve opposed.” shoola slows, reaching out to halt sevika’s agitation-fueled march, finger jewelry skimming the exposed skin on her bicep. “though i do think actions would’ve served better than to simply accept battered down propositions.” she opens the door to a clearly unused space, a sleight of hand bringing the key from her person to the slot. 

her trek slow and cautious into the room, sevika surveys the area. calculated steps lead her to the desk, a chair with a different structure from those in the main council room tucked under it. sevika brushes her fingertips along the desk, the mineral cool under her touch while she studies the shaped stone. shoola stays near the entrance, still clutching the key to the room; she is kept in sevika’s peripheral at all times.

“any supplies that you need, make it known and i’ll put it in place for you–”

“this part of a plan?” sevika’s voice is gruff, coated with suspicion. 

shoola’s head tilts as she narrows her eyes. “i’m sorry?”

sevika rounds the table and grips the back of the chair. “get one of the councilors to close in. do a couple of favors. then what?” her lips downturn, watching shoola walk closer, the sound of her heels echoing throughout the room. the darkened gray sights follow the motion of shoola’s hand setting down the key on the table then keeping it under her index and middle fingers as she slides it to the other side of the mineral desk. 

“then what?” shoola repeats, voice remaining gentle. “i have no reason to hold contempt for you. i am only your equal, prepared to aid you and zaun. if you want to do this alone, i can step aside; but the road here had enough obstacles, there shouldn’t be anymore.” she lifts her fingers off the key.

sevika looks at the key then back to shoola, ruminating on her words. she’d be lying to herself if she thought she didn’t have to have at least one ally for this line of work–a primary caretaker of zaun. vander had grayson. silco had marcus. though the power scales have altered a bit, it is still a significant factor in the relationship between the societies. 

seeing that sevika needs time to think, shoola backs up from the table and starts heading toward the door. her direction changes at the last moment, bringing her to one of the pneumatic tubes, her left index finger tapping the mechanism. “anything you need.” 

then sevika is alone in her office. 

[trinity-trouble]

of course i needed to do this

[sevikaslatinawife]

inspired by @jwoori's post. enjoy y'all.

Desperation

Warnings: whiny!Sevika, afab!reader, f!reader, dry humping, bottom!Sevika (kind of), service bottom!reader (or top!reader? Idk)

Word Count: 1.5k

“Missed you,” You breathe against Sevika’s mouth as you kiss.

Your hands trailed down her naked sides, feeling the twitching muscles that flutter beneath tan and scarred skin. She grabs your hips beneath her on the bed, your body also as naked as her own. You both only had on underwear, and you had your bra, as well.

“Me too,” Her voice gravels against your mouth, sucking on your bottom lip. “So much, baby.”

You groan into Sevika's mouth at feeling the way she pushes your thighs apart as you kiss. However, she doesn’t press her knee into your core like you’d expect. Instead, she presses herself against your thigh.

“Fuck,” She hums into your mouth.

“So needy,” You purr, sucking her tongue into your mouth and making her groan. You could feel the wetness of her panties against your thigh, how she’s already aching and desperate.

Sevika grunts, face heating up as she slots her mouth against yours again. You flex your thigh beneath her cunt and swallow the soft, almost imperceivable whine she lets out.

“ ‘s okay,” You hum, kissing the corner of her mouth, trailing your lips down to her chin, then jaw. Your hands found her hips, squeezing them as she rutted against your thigh. “So wet for me,” You suck on her neck, feeling her press down onto your thigh more.

“Missed you so fuckin’ much,” She groans, her hands braced against either side of your face. Her neck was bent and bared for you to continue your sucking on her skin, the rolling of your teeth against it.

“Was only gone a few hours,” You coo, kissing the underside of her jaw, letting your lips linger on the spot while your hands trail to cup her butt, fingers sinking on the skin.

“So long,” She whines and you can feel your own cunt twitch at the sound.

It was so hot to see her so needy, how she let her walls crumble only for you to see. It made you happy that you could make her feel so at ease, so relaxed. That she didn’t have to be tough with you all the time.

You wanted her all the time, strong and weak, every side of her.

She presses herself more against your thigh, and you can practically feel her clit twitch against your skin. The cotton of her panties was soaked and you could feel the wetness glide against you.

Sevika’s mouth finds yours again and you eagerly kiss back, neck craned to reach her properly. Your fingers slid beneath her underwear, gripping her bare ass as she groaned against your lips.

“Don’t wanna take these off?” You breathe against her mouth, thumbing the stitching at the edge of her underwear.

“No,” she replied, licking into your mouth. Both to shut you up and feel you at the same time.

Your own tongue meets hers, sliding against one another’s. The noise of your lips parting and re-meeting fills the room, along with the desperate little whine that is half-choked at Sevika’s throat.

She sucks on your tongue, her right hand coming up to cup your cheek. You shift your thigh up, pressing even more into her as she moans low in her throat.

Sevika couldn’t help it. Despite it only having been a few hours since she last saw you, every fiber of her being needed you close again. Her cunt ached as it dragged against your thigh, wishing she would’ve taken off her underwear, but too engrossed in this moment to do it now.

“My pretty girl,” You hum as you kiss down her throat, sucking a mark right between her clavicles.

Sevika shudders at your wandering mouth, leaning down into it more. She desperately needed more. She could feel how slick she was, and she felt hot at the mere position she was in. Grinding your thigh like a dog or an over-excited teenager experience a woman’s touch for the first time.

She felt so small when you let her do this.

She loved it so much.

“Shit, you feel so wet,” You groan, shaking your thigh slightly to rub into her clit more. She arches down into it, lips parted, breathing softly. “You’re so fucking warm, too, baby. Almost burning my skin.”

“Janna,” She whines, brows furrowed in embarrassment as you trail your tongue up the side of her neck. “So good.”

“Yeah, baby? Like grinding on my thigh?” You tease, fingers sinking into her ass more, pulling her closer against your thigh. Your mouth kisses from her neck to her shoulder, littering the warm, damp skin with affection.

Sevika nods and you can feel the fanning of her breath against your neck. Her hips move a little faster, your fingers sinking into the curve of her ass where it meets the back of her thighs.

“Fuck,” You curse at the sight of the ample slick coating your thigh. It’s enough where you can see the gleam of it against your skin.

Your own cunt is weeping between your thighs, probably smearing against your underwear. But you don’t care, not right now, anyways. You’re just enjoying the view of big, strong Sevika humping your thigh like it’ll solve all her problems.

“Please,” She mumbles under her breath, desperation coloring her voice.

“What do you need, my love?” You whisper as you kiss her pulse on her neck. You can feel it rabbit against your lips.

“You, just you,” She wraps her arms around your shoulders, burying her face in the crook of your neck as she presses her aching clit more into your thigh.

The material of her underwear has delicious friction and it helps in nearing her to her orgasm. She loves the drag of her clit against your soft skin, even if her underwear is between the real bliss of your skin on hers.

“I’ve got you,” You assure, kissing her shoulder as you groan. “That’s my girl.”

Sevika, despite her size and strength, would always turn into putty at being praised by you. When you initially discovered this fact, she got shy and tried to fight the way her cunt throbbed at your words. But you could tell it affected her, and you told her it was okay.

It took convincing and a lot of gentleness to get her to understand it was okay. She wasn’t weak because she liked to be praised. You never thought she was weak, and you never would.

“Such a pretty girl,” You whisper against her cheek when you tilt your head enough to kiss the skin there. “My pretty girl.”

“Yours,” Her voice is soft, a murmur against your neck but you relish in the one-worded confirmation all the same.

“That’s right,” You practically beam, groaning as the wet shlick you feel with every rut of her hips.

Sevika’s panties are basically see-through, her arousal coating every fraction of cotton that clung to her clit and folds. She couldn’t even help the fluttering of her hole around nothing, every inch of her body begging for your own.

Your fingers slide from her ass to her hips, gripping them and thumbing the bone as she moans against your shoulder.

Her mouth kisses and sucks on the skin there, wanting to feel you more. Sevika relished in the heat of your skin, the gleam of sweat on your temples and upper lip. She could even feel the sheen of it against her own chest, mixing with her own dampness.

It was intoxicating to have you like this.

“I can feel your stomach tightening up,” You voice in a soft groan, licking your lips. “You close, baby? Gonna come on my thigh, hm?”

“Y-Yes,” Sevika croaks, mouthing at your pulse point, whining against your skin.

One of your hands wandered to the small of her back, pulling her closer, guiding her a bit faster. The other was still at her hip, gripping and releasing your fingers intermittently.

Sevika starts to pant, lips parted against your neck, drool sliding down the corner of plush lips. You grin, moaning softly at the back of your throat as you feel her hands shift. They grip the pillow beneath your head at either side, her body still flush against yours.

“Come for me, come on my thigh,” You purr, hand on her back pulling her. “Let me feel you.”

It’s all it took. The sweet coating of your voice, the softness of your thigh, and your very touch had her coming.

Her thighs quivered, moaning into your shoulder as she rode out her high on you. Her cunt was making soft, wet noises as it pulsed with her orgasm. You could feel her clit twitching as she came, her moans replaced by soft pants when she caught her breath.

“Good girl,” You kiss her cheek, then her lips when she shifts enough for you to do so.

She hums against your mouth, kissing you back tenderly. Her clit was twitching still, her hips slowing down until they stopped. But she didn’t pull away yet, she kept kissing you.

When she pulled her mouth from you, she softly pressed kisses against your cheeks and face. You giggled at this, arms wrapping around her waist as she pressed a final kiss to your forehead.

You could feel her smile against your forehead and your heart fluttered at the fact. It was so heartwarming to see your woman happy.

Nothing would ever change that.

[keyouix]

It's that time again, time for me to make a post about what rugby positions the characters in the show I'm hyperfixating on play. Today it's Arcane's turn.

Vi - Hooker, the most hooker to ever hooker. Somehow steals the opposition's put ins. Vi is also the first one to every ruck and she will win them. A player's player.

Jinx - Scrumhalf, and a scrappy one too. She has gotten a red card for biting someone. Passes hit like a bullet but are always right in your hands.

Cait - Flyhalf, but she hates the attention that comes with it. She'd rather be a lock but they can never find a lock partner that matches her height. Also her passes and kicks are too accurate to waste with the forwards. She can hit a 40 meter drop kick easy.

Ekko - Fullback, saves the teams ass more times than he can count. Impossible to tackle, and despite being smaller, he hits like a truck. Vi taught him how to tackle.

Jayce - Center, catch ball look pretty. Joking, but he's got great hands from years of playing catch with Cait. Got a decent pass in him too, but don't ask him to kick it will go backwards.

Mel - Wing, speedy with great hands, but can't really take a hit, so she's gotten really good at avoiding it. Jukes, spins, the works, she will break your ankles.

Sevika - Prop, doing the dirty work to keep the mess of forwards together. Hits like a truck but can't pass or catch to save her life.

Viktor - Finds rugby to be a hooligans game, wouldn't play even if he could. Will drink everyone at the social under the table though.

[mashmoshmoosh]

New layout who this

Ily sevika and jinx

[spoiledswitch]

What's your favorite solo position? I'm just trying to see something

My preference lately has been doggy or upright riding a toy on top of a pillow, one hand on the wall to put more energy into grinding

Bonus: do you prefer your imagination or media for stimulation?

[allegorism]

it's pretty interesting to see how back in s1, it looked like jinx was the one messing up everything while working for silco and how sevika was mostly a bodyguard, but in s2 we see both of them complaining about how silco used to mess things up and that he would send jinx and sevika to deal with that. in s1, it looked like he was the one keeping everything under control himself, but s2 reveals that no, that guy was just lucky enough to have jinx and sevika to deal with the things he fucked up