#they love lesbians so bad

[yaoifuldnp]

what i love about dnp is how much they say lesbian like they are NOT afraid to say it they LOVE lesbians and it makes me so so happy like so many ppl believe lesbian is a dirty word or dance around it but they love their lesbian audience so much

[rebelsafoot]

i took out the other people sitting at the table in the original comic because i did NOT want to draw glindas gay ass friends

[krussyarts]

So that act 2 huh

(original doodle + smth extra under cut)

The gang! "Huh", "wake me up inside by evanescence", "do yuo hav gamez on ur phobne" and "i brought a gun to the rave" anywayy i drew them together

[smokestarrules]

gotta say I am a huge sucker for how Adventure Time will sometimes just cut to Princess Bubblegum doing something extremely morally dubious like cutting off a tiny person’s limbs with scissors and then sticking those arms and legs onto another tiny person’s limb stumps but then she'll turn around and go like "Good morning, Finn! Are you ready for a sploinking day?" and whatever atrocities she had just been committing will Never be brought up again.

[potchi-fics]

note: g!p caitlyn. contains overstimulation, breeding kink, and jealous cait yummy. ang sarap niya fuckkkk sarap sarap sarap ALSO I DIDNT REALIZE THIS WAS SO LONG (not proofread. and i kid you not, my google docs crashed THREE TIMES while i was writing this. this is my new years present to yall--2024 may be down but cait's dick is up)

“darling, you know we have to go out in thirty minutes,” caitlyn’s distant voice called out from your closet.

you’re currently doing up your make-up in front of the mirror, doing finishing touches, “yeah, i know, baby. i’m about to be done. how about you?”

      you see her come out of the room, whistling when you see her outfit, it’s an all-black outfit: jacket with a black button-up, trousers, and loafers. simple yet elegant. she walks towards you while fixing the cuffs of her button-up.

“you look absolutely beautiful, darling,” her arms snake around your hips, kissing the side of your neck, “do we have to go?”

just in time to finish your make-up, a giggle escapes your lips, and you turn around to face her, your own wrapping around her neck, “you look gorgeous, baby. and you, house kiramman, are the ones hosting the gala, stupid.”

      she gives you a tight-lipped smile, her eyes squinting for a second but you see it, she doesn’t want to go. you gently pull her down, how she grew so much is still a mystery to you.

“it’ll be done before you know it,” you peck her lips, your lipstick leaving its mark on her—you rub it away tenderly, “come on, honey. we are gonna be late.” your kisses seemed to repeat, enunciating every word with a kiss.

caitlyn hums in content, her eyes closing, “you do realize your lipstick is fading the more you kiss me, right?”

“i’ll retouch in the car.”

…

      the gala is everything you expected: formal, rich people. you step into the venue and you immediately spot mrs. kiramman and her husband.

she hugs you, “i’m glad you two are able to make it.” she makes her way to her daughter, “surprised you’re here, can’t seem to pull you away from your work.”

“good thing i’m here, mrs. kiramman,” an arm wraps around your waist, kissing the top of your head, “caitlyn here is married to her work, i swear. and here i thought i was gonna be married to her first.”

“i am not married to my work.” caitlyn grumbles, sticking closer to you. “i am a very busy woman, is all.”

      you two converse with her parents for a while before an attending guest invited himself in your little party, taking away the older couple. that leaves the two of you alone. you grab a champagnes, offering caitlyn a glass. 

for about an hour or two, you two got separated, engaging other people. you give caitlyn a smile, who is on the other side of the room when you catch her gaze. she’s been watching you occasionally, keeping an eye on you.

and she doesn’t miss how a woman is trying to hit on you. of course, you’re oblivious to it. caitlyn’s eyes glint dangerously under the light, her teeth grinding when she sees the woman touch your arm, lingering for someone who’s supposed to be a stranger, undressing you with her eyes, and even going as far as touching your back, it barely made contact, but still. and that’s enough for her to down her champagne, make a beeline for to you, her strides strong and wide.

“oh, and this is my partner, caitlyn kiramman,” caitlyn rightfully takes her spot beside you, squeezing herself in between you and the stranger, “hi, honey.”

“hello,” she gives your little crowd a charming smile, though it holds a little bit of malice. she pulls you closer to her, “i may need to steal her away. we have some business to attend to, i’m afraid so.”

      without giving you a chance to talk, you two walk away—you’re glad though, you are tired of their stuffy personalities. a confused expression takes over your face when caitlyn leads you outside of the venue, leading you to a hallway and going through door after door.

your gaze observes the room, and you assume that the two of you are very far away from the party. she locks the door, unbottons her jacket, taking it off, and throws it on a couch.

“cait, where are w–”

      you didn’t get to finish your question because her lips were on yours the moment you spoke, her hand going on the side of your neck, fingers softly digging themselves into your skin to tilt your head up, deepening the kiss. 

you whimper when you feel her tongue take a swipe on your lips, asking you to open your mouth and you do. her tongue slithers in, licking every part of your mouth. she is demanding, yearning—like she wants all of you.

her knee presses between your legs, you let out a whimper of pleasure, grounding yourself on her thigh, your hands clutching the fabric of her shirt. 

“grind yourself on my leg, darling.” she pulls away to say, her voice deep and husky, “i’m waiting.”

      you’ve never been so happy to wear a side-slit dress. thanks to the access, you’re able to grind on caitlyn’s leg, rubbing your clothed pussy; the numb pleasure takes over your mind, caitlyn’s adding to your pleasure by leaving open-mouthed kisses on your neck, collarbone, lips, everywhere her lips could reach.

your hips stutter, and your clit going sensitive—it’s maddening, you need more. but caitlyn won’t give it to you, not yet. you let out a gasp, burying your head on her shoulder, the pleasure slowly taking over your whole being; it’s as if your body is on fire. 

you start to feel lightheaded. desperate for more, you grab your hand, leading it under your dress, your other tugging it higher, a flush creeping up your neck at the thought of doing this outside your home.

“hmm?” caitlyn knows how to make you beg, she resists your movements, throwing a teasing smile your way, “what is it you want, my love? i’m gonna need you to say what you want.”

you narrow your eyes at her, your gaze betraying the frustration you try to keep at bay, “honey, you dragged me here. take responsibility.”

“of course, darling.” caitlyn clutches a handful of your dress, crumpling it as she pulls it higher to expose your lower body. she removes herself from you and kneels, her hand gripping your undergarments, yanking it down in a rough, deliberate motion, taking it off of you. “i’ll take responsibility.”

      she puts one leg over her shoulder, caitlyn looking up at you as she takes one lick at your awaiting cunt, studying how close your eyes, head tilting back against the wall; watching how you stifled a gasp, but a faint sound slips through. 

desire coursed through her, undeniable and all-consuming—she went harder, deeper, sinking further into you, her nose bumping with your clit. your hands dart down, gripping her hair with desperation and need. she flattens her tongue for you, and you take that chance to grind your hips. you can feel yourself dripping, it’s beginning to travel down your legs. 

a low hum of satisfaction reverbed around the room, sending vibrations on your cunt—caitlyn is loving every second of this. knowing that only she can see you break down like this. her dick is begging to be let out.

you push her away, your breaths coming in short pants, and due to her being caught off-guard, she fell on her backside, staring up at you wildly. in an instant, you’re on your knees, crawling to where she is, coming between her legs.

your fingers fumble with the button of her trousers, pulling it down along with her undergarments, setting her weeping cock free. 

“care to explain what’s going on here, caitlyn?” there’s huskiness to your voice, smooth yet commanding—your hands wrap themselves around the base of her cock, your mouth going dangerously near it, “go on then.”

caitlyn speaks the words, but her eyes give her away, “nothing is going on.”

“try again, baby.” you kiss her tip, a flinch is what you get from her. you continue to kiss everywhere: her dick, her thighs, her abdomen, her navel.

only did she speak when her lower body is covered in lipstick kisses, and she’s left throbbing in need. she grits out, “blame that woman. she was too touchy.”

“oh?” she lets out a groan of frustration, leaning back on her elbows, throwing her head back, and closing her eyes, “jealous?”

“i don’t get jealo–”

“then allow me to assure you.”

      you take her dick inside your mouth, inches after inches going down your throat, and all she can do is watch you take it. a guttural moan escapes her lips, her hips slightly lifting off of the ground—you close your eyes when you feel her go even deeper.

for a second, you stay there, deepthroating caitlyn, your nose buried in her neat patch of tamed hair, shaking your head ever so lightly; caitlyn loves it when you do that and she gives you a growl of appreciation.

she grabs your head, her other palm lying flat on the floor as leverage, and her hips take off. caitlyn’s eyes are unfocused, a distant haze clouding them as she soaks in the sight of you happily taking it.

“you love this, don’t– fuck, don’t you?” she murmurs. “always such a good girl for me.”

      to answer her question, you swallow around her, the motion made her falter, breaking her rhythm. your hands pressed firmly against her hips, keeping her down—you pull up, sucking only the tip, eyes meeting, and then slowly going back down.

“all the way to the base for me, darling,” she gently pushes your head to guide you, her cock twitching when your nose meets with her hair once again, “there you go. good girl. i’m close.”

you come back up suddenly, maneuvering yourself to straddle her hips, your hand darting down to lead her inside of you, “not yet.”

caitlyn grits out the words through clenched teeth, “it’ll be difficult in this position, darling.” she places her hands under your knees, your hands shooting out to wrap around her neck as she stands up.

      you feel the wall on your back, she drops one leg, keeping one leg lifted. the groans that leave you both as she enters you are raw, eyes fluttering close. god, she just keeps on sliding inside of you, you swear she’s kissing your cervix. 

caitlyn withdrew slowly, then returned in, taking her time with every inch. your hand comes down to cover your mouth, you’re still in public, after all. and caitlyn notices. a sudden slam of her hips made you let out a soft moan, but barely audible.

her relentless harsh thrusts never let up. caitlyn feels so good, you feel so good around her, you squeeze her so good; your whimpers, your ragged breaths hitting her throat, mewling out her name like a broken record every time the head of her gushing dick of precum hits your spot, it’s all too much for her. her head drops down to your shoulder as she cums—the wave of sudden warmth filling you taking you by surprise, your eyes unfocusing, tightening around her cock. 

by the time she’s done filling you up, she’s still moving her hips, pushing through her sensitivity. she needs this. she needs you.

she puts down your leg, turning you around, not pulling out of you. with your palms on the wall, her hands find your hips, holding it with a bruising grip, each slam of her hips on your backside sending you forward.

“only i could touch you like that, my love,” her frustration seeps through her thrusts, the claps of your hips mixing with your broken moans, “who does she think she is.”

      your knees buckle, but thanks to her strength, she holds you up. she may look lanky due to her height and weight, but she’s pure muscle. you grip her wrist, unable to form words because how could you when you feel her deep inside your gut, when you feel your slick trailing down your leg, making a mess on the floor, or simply the feeling of her cock going in and out of you.

your orgasm comes out of nowhere, catching you and her off-guard, your body shudders in pleasure, shaking and spasming, triggering another one from caitlyn. she bends down, groaning in your nape as she fills you again.

her thrusts transition into lazy ones as you ride out your orgasms. you nuzzle your cheek against her head, your throat beginning to sore, swallowing with difficulty. 

she pulls out of you, letting you two slide down the floor. you take this chance to lie on your back, your legs shivering, your forearm covering your sweaty face. you feel her firm but gentle touch on your legs.

her hands are back on the back of your knees again, forcing them up until you’re nearly folded in half, further ruining your dress, “one more.”

      she slides her cock in, your eyes rolling back in pleasure at the new angle—she is much deeper in this position. she feels your cunt flutter, pulling her in if that’s even possible. 

she begins her ruthless pace again, your breasts bouncing in your dress with the force of her thrust, determined to fill you up, to cum inside of you again and again. the pleasure is drowning you, whimpering when she hits your spot, then abusing it over and over and over again. you lift your head to see her dick disappear inside your sopping sensitive cunt, and to listen to the wet noises every time caitlyn thrusts back in you.

she wasn’t much better than you—her ruthless pace is becoming sloppy, uncoordinated, chasing her own high. her choked moans, breathy sighs as you milk her, feeds your ego.

you don’t make a sound when you cum for the second time, only the fluttering of your pussy makes it known. caitlyn doubles her effort by circling your clit, effectively intensifying your orgasm. only did she allow herself to cum when your fingers dig into her sides. 

she forces her dick in you, going deeper than ever before. the spurts of her gushing dick emit a soft sigh from you, she presses her face into your neck as she lets go of your legs. you hold her, playing with the hairs on the back of her head, not letting go until she’s done filling you up.

“fuck, cait, are you trying to get me pregnant or what.” you allow your limbs to relax, and you feel her cum drip down out of you. you’re sweaty and sticky all over, your throat sore, ears ringing, legs are shaking, pussy filled with her cum, eyes still unfocused, “you are an animal, honey.”

      you feel her kiss your jaw, her breaths still ragged, hitting your neck. you both moan as she pulls out, your face burns at the sight of her creamy cock, still twitching, and dripping with cum.

she sits back and leans on the wall, hissing when she grabbed the base of her dick. your whole body is screaming at you to lie down, however, you crawl again to her, sitting next to her. her eyes close shut and she lets her head fall on top of your head.

taking this chance, you wrap your hands around her softening dick; she reacts quickly, her fingers gripping your wrist.

“ah-ah. hands off, honey.” you pull your hand off your wrist. slowly, you jerk her off, swiping your thumb over her head, “just one more.”

      you let a mischievous smirk form when you see her face contort into pain and pleasure, the sensitivity becoming too much for her.

you pump your hand, relishing every time her cock twitches in your hand, every time her hips try to pull away from your hand. you see her hands form a fist, this must be painful for her.

“i did say i’ll assure you, didn’t i?” you kiss her cheek, your mouth lingering on it, “can you cum for me again?”

caitlyn’s hips start to subtly thrust up to meet your pumps, she feels your every touch, every line on your hands. her mouth hands open, her eyes remain closed, she’s pulsing in your hand.

“you’re the only person i touch like this, cailtyn.” your breath hitting her ears adds to her pleasure that is spreading all over her body. “yeah? just like this?” 

“da-darling,” caitlyn gasps out, “too sen-sensitive.” you grip harder, pump harder, “please, i can’t anymo-more.” 

      her back arches off the wall, eyes opening suddenly when she feels you take her tip in your mouth, sucking her like candy. she makes an attempt at pulling her hips back but it’s no use. it hurts. It hurts so good.

you hollow your cheeks, your hand following your mouth as your slurp, gag, and suck. caitlyn doesn’t know what to do, it’s too much for her—the burning pleasure on her cock. yet she yearns to cum.

you go back up for air, taking her tip in, not giving her a break, and your hand pumps the remaining inches. “go-gonna cum, darling–”

      without letting her speak, you quickly push her in you, smiling when you feel her cum inside of you again. she wraps her arms around your torso, grounding you unto her dick as she thrusts up, her cum painting your walls white again.

she muffles her groans using your chest, hugging you so tightly, that her muscles are flexing under her clothes. a sigh of contentment leaves you when she stops rocking her hips up, her dick softening inside of you.

“still jealous?” her breaths were ragged, coming in short gasps as she tried to steady herself. “come back to me, cait.”

oh, you done broke her.

[autonomyofadeer]

autonomy lesson -♡-

summary >;< inexpirienced reader is going through ovulation week, but this time your gf sev is here to expirience it all.

warnings >;< fingering, praise, sweet sappy stuff, first time with her, overstimulation, squirting, female reader x female sevika

its a monday morning, the clock reads 6:47 am. you turn over to your gf laying in your bed. suddenly a warm feeling pools in your stomach as a sudden ache blossoms at your core. a soft groan escapes from your lips as sevika shifts her legs, brushing up against your own.

you quietly move out of bed, tucking the blanket back over her. as she cuddles up into the blanket, you stumble off to the bathroom. you pull out your phone and as you open your period tracker, the notification pops up.

*reminder, ovulation week starts today!*

you palm your face as you slip your hands down to your sides. your hands bracing onto the edge of the sink as you look at your reflection. face sweaty, hair disheveld, shirt missing. you splash water onto your face to try and regain your composure.

a knock at the door snaps you out of it.

"y/n? you in there baby?" sevika speaks into the door in a hushed tone with her hand on the doorknob.

you bite your lip, questioning if you should answer her or not. "y-yeah! im in here sev-" you mumble out into the silence.

the door suddenly opens, but you put your body next to it to block it. "im- uh im busy!" you tell her, a miserable excuse.

sevika, not believing your bullshit. "i can tell you're not." as she huffs a breath of annoyance.

you step aside, further back into the bathroom as sevika enters, her frame cowering over you.

"somethin' up baby?" she tells you as she wraps her arms around your waist, pulling you into her chest. a small whimoer escapes your lips. your senses seem to be heightened, everything is more there than they were the other days.

sev raises her brow at this but brushes it off. she leans down to kiss you on your forehead, leaving a mark where her lips previously were. as she pulls back she notices how flushed you look.

"are you okay baby? i mean you look-"

you cut her off by slamming your lips into hers, a groan cut off in her throat. she hikes you up onto the counter, her large hands grasping and palming at your thighs. your hands travel up her chest and into her hair, tugging slightly.

sev pulls away, you both gasp for air. "woah- what's up with you?" she asks with a chuckle.

your face flushes from embarassment, you pull out your phone and show sev the notification from your tracker app. sev's face flushes a tinge of pink for a moment as her pupils dilate.

"aw you poor baby. need somethin' to help yeah?" she almost mocks you.

you nod your head, whimpering a 'mhm' under your breath as she slips your bra off and down your arms until it's scattered on the floor somewhere. her lips trail down from your collarbone down to your perky nipples. she wraps her lips around your right one, suckling gently as she rolls your other between her fingers.

sweat beads up on your skin as your breaths turn into ragged whimpers. a wetness pools in your panties as you shift your thighs together to relieve the pain.

sevika pulls her head back with a pop, a trail of saliva dripping down your breast. she rubs your hip with her palm. "need somethin' baby?" she whispers to you.

frantically, you nod your head, begging her to touch you. "uh-uh. words baby." she tells you, her voice sultry and deep.

"please- please sev i want you- need your fingers please" you whimper to her.

"there she is.." she groans out as she slips your shorts off, the smell of arousal filling her nostrils. she slips her fingerpads down, trailing along your stomach until they reach the band to your panties. she rubs your clit through the damp fabric. a soft groan can be heard from her lips.

you moan out, leaning your head back against the mirror. sev leans in, kissing and biting your neck and your shoulders as she slips her hand inside your panties. she lazily circles around your clit until you're mewling for her.

"pl-lease- oh fuck" you gasp as she dips her middle finger into your hole. she waits a moment until shes thrusting in and out of you. soft ragged moans leave your lips. your legs wrap around her waist as she curls her fingers upright into your perfect spot.

a exasperated moan leaves your lips as you lean forwards and kiss sevika hard and passionately, her tongue slipping into your mouth. the sounds in the room are unholy at most, saliva slipping down both of your chins, wet squelching sounds from her fingers in your arousal, moans coming from both of you.

"oh god- gonna- mmhm!" you gasp for air as shes slipping another finger inside, curling them both at just the right moment. stars start to appear in the corners of your vision as you approach your orgasm.

"y'close f'me? yeah baby?" sev coos to you as she quickens her pace, leaning down and gently biting your nipples. this was the tilting point for you.

your vision is blinded by white hot pleasure, coursing through your body. a small splash of liquid settle itself against the counter and sevikas hand.

small whispers of praises drag you back down to earth as a wet rag is pressed against your core. you groan in overstimulation, trying to press sevikas arm away but to no avail.

she coos sweet nothings to you until the rag is removed and tossed into the laundry basket.

"princess did so well f'me.." she whispers to you as she slips your clothes back on. she picks you up, your arms wrapping around her neck as she carries you both back to bed.

you immediately snuggle back up into her chest as before. her arms looping aeound you, pulling you in close. she nuzzles her nose into your hair and inhales. you both close your eyes as you bask in the moment.

"love you baby." sevika murmurs to you as you drift off back into sleep.

[customboytoyz]

I make posts for hypersexual trans guys who never had a fear of sex but a fascination with it. who had their sex awakening so intensely and so early that the gender awakening had to play catch up.

who were undeniably and rabidly attracted to men but completely bugged out when men reciprocated and couldnt comprehend why. because the answer definitely wasnt lesbianism.

dudes who have such an intense dysphoria and hate themselves, but not in the way that they need to be used like a fucktoy with no worth, im the way that they want to shove their cock in something but cant. Dudes that want to be seen like a god when they fuck and agonize when they cant get that.

[wandasgirl69]

Possessive mommy Wanda 💋🍷🥀

[froglover7789]

every iteration of the doctor can be categorized into two categories: dyke and twink

[starryeyesmasc]

fuck it. thinking about a girl riding my strap when she figures out how desperate I am to cum just from fucking her.

her hips rock again and she stretches, slick and glistening, around the head of the strap. I whine as I watch her sink down fully, but I can’t move to touch her how I’d like. my hands are neatly tied to the headboard, courtesy of the girl on my lap right now. she laughs at the painfully turned on expression on my face.

“awww. what’s up, darling?” she coos, sighing as she works herself slowly up and down the length of silicone. “am I teasin’ you? is someone getting a little flustered down there?”

any answer I might’ve been able to give fizzles out when she props a hand on my chest to pick up her pace. I drop my head back against the duvet and groan as the orgasm I’d been rapidly nearing comes steaming back. we’ve been at this for at least an hour, and she’s already cum at least three times. all without letting me cum once. I’m struck wordless, desperate, by the sheer weight of my desire for her. so when she begins to lift again I shake my head and whine.

“no, please. please please please.”

she grins and shunts her hips back down fully, completely swallowing up the ruined strap. it’s the visual of her cum from two orgasms ago smearing into my boxers that makes me arch and jolt.

“fuck—oh fuck, I can’t—m’gonna—fuck—”

for one blessed moment, I think she’s going to finally let me cum. then she laughs again and I feel her teeth nip against my neck. “so fuckin’ eager to please, aren’t you? are you actually gonna cum just from this?”

something snaps above me. I don’t need to look up to know I broke the headboard; I felt the tension holding my hands loosen. but before I can move to touch her, a nimble hand pins my wrists above my head.

“ah-ah. no, darling. you look so good and pretty right now. I’m not done usin’ you yet. you just stay still and let me—oh, awww. are you crying? need to cum that badly, do you? fuck, babe. you’re so, so desperate to be good for me, aren’t you?”

I nod instantly; squirming against the euphoric precipice she had me balanced on.

“please,” I sob. “please, fuck, please.”

“well go on then.” she rolls her hips and the sound makes me moan. “be my good desperate slut. cum for me.”

there’s something missing, and she knows it too. she’s just waiting to drag the answer free and I’m too whiny to hold out. her smirk turns wicked and she gives my hands a little shove into the bed.

“but that’s right. you can’t, can you? you need to watch me fuck myself on you again, babe?”

even as she says it, her hips slide back into motion. up, down, languid, just how I like. I’m a horse in the gates, a pulse in the veins, raring to go. all I need is one last push. she pauses when she sinks to the bottom to roll her swollen clit under her fingertips and her head tilts back as her eyebrows furrow.

“mhmm. fuck, you fill me up so fucking much. I could sit right here for hours. c’mon, babe. I know I nearly have you. close those pretty eyes and give me what I want.” she starts into motion again, and this time it’s rough. chasing release. her hips slamming down into mine with slick, wet sounds. she lowers her mouth to my straining neck. “fucking give it to me. cum for me. cum for me.”

her words push me to breaking point, but it’s her low moan in my ear and the resulting wetness dripping into my boxers that sets me off like it always does. I finally hit that sunlit peak and I arch into the golden heat of it as everything in my body freezes in adoration of her. offering up my orgasm to the goddess above me. she can take it, I have no need for it. it’s all for her, every ounce of me. I come down from it slowly, twitching as I pant and whine underneath her. a hand slips over my cheek and her careful thumb strokes my cheekbone.

“there. hey, shhh. there we go. so good. oh, you just couldn’t hold on, could you? my poor girl. yeah, I got you. I’ve got you.”

I squirm again, trying to steal another orgasm while I’m still hazy from the first, but she tightens her grip and holds me steady.

“ah. where’re you goin’? that’s just one. I told you, I’m not done with you yet. I wanna see exactly how much I can make you cum without even touching you.”

[corwnvus]

I've been obsessed with drawing lily lately, so enjoy!

[snakehatepage]

uhhhhh sevika but she's sooooo uhhhhh she likes holding girls up with her mech arm and yk uhhh fucking them with her real arm uhhh post send tweet uhhhhh

cw: smut?? idk. also it's really bad, I just need to clean my drafts 😣 be nice or I'll kms

Metal fingers dug into the plush of your thigh, moan after moan being torn from your throat, Sevikas flesh fingers curling and uncurling from deep in your cunt, soaking the skin of her hand.

Sevika's metal fingers gripped your plush thigh, sending a delicious chill down your spine, the thought of her strong enough to pin you against the wall was making you wetter by the second.

Her fingers worked you over, sliding in and out of your dripping cunt with a hunger that matched your own. The room was filled with the sounds of your moans mixing with the wet squelches of her fingers diving deep inside you.

Her body pressed against yours as she held you against the wall, the metal arm providing an unyielding grip that made you feel completely at her mercy. The way she moved inside you, the pressure, the speed—it was driving you insane.

You felt every damn thing as she fucked her fingers in and out if you.

As Sevika's movements became more urgent, more focused, you knew you were about to lose it. Your whole body tensed, your breath hitched, and then it hit you like a wave, moaning her name as you came on her fingers.

chat this is so bad pls be nice 😣 I need her so bad, gotta 9 on her 11 so she never forgets or smth. send me requests!!!!! also, I never know how to end these.

[paladinviper]

GUYS GUYS GUYS

HER HANDS I CANT DO THIS

( my pics )

[affinitystoryblog]

Though we are not meant to be, We shall seal our bond with Fate's Kiss, And prosper in the depths of Hell

so that one ballet pose...

[autonomyofadeer]

pass her aroun' like a toy.

! nsfw ! ambessa x sevika x female reader

summary -;- you're a brothel worker, planned to have a night with your regular. but your time seems to be cut short as a woman you were terrified of walks in.

tags -;- dom!sevika, dom!ambessa, really dark, spit roasting, dark aspects, bdsm, passing around sorta, strap usage, slapping/hair pulling, squirting, cigarette burn, initial carving

you're clocking in to your shift at the brothel, greeting babette as you stride to the dressing rooms alongside the bar area. it was a normal day in zaun, no sounds from jinx or her people. no sounds from piltover or whatever they choose to be called. you couldn't be bothered by the current politics.

you slip out of your everyday clothes, adorning your body in a thin lace thong with a bow on the back and a bra that barely covered your perky nipples. you fluff up your hair, reaplying your makeup and adding extra setting spray. you had a session with sevika, knowing her usual, it was gonna be a rough night for you.

babette rings the bell, signaling that she was here for you.

you stroll into your room, pulling back the curtain as your gaze locks on her. her hair is shorter than last time, a new piercing shines in the light below her lip line. you raise an eyebrow at this but you bite back any remarks.

"baby.." sevika coos to you, clouding your mind almost instantly. she lifts her hand, spreading her legs as she curls her finger at you, signaling you to come sit. and of course you abide by her request.

you sit down on her thigh, facing her. "you look pretty.. with the new haircut." you mumble to her as you admire the new prominent blue scar on her cheek. you run your fingers along it, eluding a shiver from her.

she grabs your hand and places a kiss on the top of it. "been needin' you so bad today baby." she practically groans in your ear. she litters kisses and soft bites across your neck as you lean back, a soft moan finding its way out of your mouth. sevika bites down on top of your jugular, causing a spike in your heart rate.

you know she would never hurt you, but it still frightened you. one of the most powerful women of zaun, ever since silco died, right here in your lap. who wouldn't be nervous?

you're suddenly yanked out of your thoughts as you feel teeth graze your nipple. your hands find their place on sevika's shoulders as she continues to suckle on your now hardened nipples.

a damp patch grows in your panties, you start to softly grind against her jeans as you angle your clit just right. she moves her hand onto your hip, halting your movements for a minute before she rolls her thigh upwards. a moan drags from your lips into the air.

"so pretty f'me.." she exhales as she picks up a cigarette, lighting it swiftly as she leans back to take in your disheveled appearance. a faint blush rises on your cheeks.

sevika balances her cigarette netween her lips as she puffs out smoke into your face. it's almost intoxicating.

she flips you up and over in one motion, your ass up and face down in the pillows as she stands up. she faces the couch as she faces her girl.

she moves across the room, you don't dare to look at her due to what happened last time. the faint marks of cigarettes on your thighs remind you just of it all.

the rattling sound of a belt catches your attention, as your panties are suddenly yanked down. "pretty pussys so wet, almost crying yeah?" she coos to you, almost making you feel pathetic as she swipes her index finger up and down your slit.

she collects your slick, bringing it up to her mouth as she moans at your taste. she can't take it anymore as you feel a very thick strap prod at your entrance. it elicits a whimper from your mouth from a slight hint of anticipation.

a loud moan flees your lips as shw pushes in, her hands grasping your hips as she bottoms out with no faults. your pussy was made for her. the sound of sloppy, wet squelching sounds can be heard along with trails of moans and whimpers.

suddenly you hear something that frightens you, the sound of the curtain being pulled back. you quickly tap sevika's thigh quickly from fright. she pulls out, as you sit up fast.

your eyes widen from fear. it was her.

ambessa, warlock, leader, war machine, ambessa fucking medarda. what the fuck was she doing in your room? what was she doing in zaun??

sevikas hips stuttered as she faulters back. she lowers her head, avoiding the powerful womans gaze. you've never seen her sized up before.

"so i see the rumors are true. silco's henchmen run amuck doing this pure filth in their free time while my army is fighting for freedom from your people." ambessa proclaims as she steps forwards until shes infront of you.

she grips your face, her large fingers prodding at your mouth until you're forced to open. your tongue rolls out as a chuckle escapes ambessas lips.

"such a pretty thing. i paid for the hour. i get anything i want yeah?" ambessa asks you as you shakily nod your head.

"sit over there sevika, maybe ill let you join in once you tell me information on that jinx." she commands, her voice filling your ears as sevika sits down in the corner chair. ambessa approaches sevika, pulling out a ball of blue light, a fucking hextech ball. "you move, you speak without being spoken to, anything. and i will load this." she threatens sevika.

your mouth is still pried open, you try to close it until you're met with a harsh slap. the stinging sensation fills your chest. a fat glob of spit lands on your tongue as she looks at you, you understand what she wants so you swallow it quickly.

"so obedient.." ambessa mutters. she lets go of your jaw as she walks around the room. "so.. you wanna talk? maybe then ill go easy on your little toy." she questions sevika.

"not in a million," sevika spits onto ambessas boot, "fucking years." she exencuates the last words. ambessa grabs a strap harness and grabs the largest size possible.

"such a shame that this poor lamb has to endure this because of you.." she tuts at sevika as your face is shoved back into the pillow. a harsh slap is met across the skin of your ass. your whimper fills the air. suddenly you feel familiar silicone pressed against your slit, but it was far larger than sevikas ever used. you try to mutter soft pleas at her but it was to no avail as she starts to push into you.

you claw at the fabric on the couch, tears filling your eyes from the painful stretch. she continues to push forwards as she didn't care what your reaction to it would be, until she bottoms out. a choked sob escapes from your mouth as your tears spill from your eyes. sevika sucks in a breath at the sight, feeling a tinge of sympathy.

suddenly she pulls out, then slams back in against your cervix. it knocks the air out of you as she slams your hips back and forth against her. it wasn't pleasurable for you at all, it was simply a manipulation tactic.

a harsh string of sobs flee from your lips as you beg sevika to help you, not knowing that ambessa has hextech on her. "puh-lease- sev- sevika please- fuck oh please-!"

sevikas heart tugs as she suddenly seems to be spilling words endlessly. "there's gonna be a rally- under the statue of vander. later tomorrow." she mutters out, ambessas pace not slowing down. "everyone who supports jinx is gonna be there." she tells one final time, a soft "tuttut" escapes ambessas lips.

she lifts you up, sitting you down in her lap as her strap stays angled inside you. "see how easy that was.." she strokes your cheek as she wipes away your tears from your cheek. "now now little lamb, no need to waste perfectly good tears." she tells you with a stupid grin on her face, she knows what she's doing to you.

a slight rock of her hips and you find yourself broken. your hands grip on her shoulders as you bury your head in her neck as whimpers and moans of yours fill the air. a large hand snakes down and rubs your clit in sharp circles.

soft praises fill your ears as ambessa draws you closer and closer to finishing. she continues to relentlessly pound into your cervix, bruising your soft spots inside until you're seeing stars.

"now.. if you don't get that brat in line with the rest of them, i will come back and inflict so.. so much worse." ambessa claims to sevika as a small handheld device is pulled out of her pocket. she approaches you in sevikas lap, trailing the tip of whatever she had alongside your back. until she presses down.

a splash of liquid trails along her waist and stomach as your body wracks and heaves. a familiar voice draws you back.

"baby.. baby?" sevika murmurs into your ear, you're curled up in her lap as a damp cloth cleans your lower half.

a sharp scream escapes your lips, a small blade was dragged along your skin. she was carving something into your back for all to see. it was horrifying. as sevika bit her lip, knowing ambessa could and will either kill her or throw her into the pits.

"i hope you've learned your lesson sevika." ambessa says as she finally leaves the room.

blood drips down your back as tears leak from your eyes. the initials 'A, M' now permanently carved into your back.

this made you contemplate your life contract with sevika.

[elainiisms]

shoutout to my girls who are stupid!!! my girls who never know what is going on ever! my girls who constantly feel useless! my girls who feel like a burden to their friends! my girls who are embarrassed of themselves all the time! i love you more than anything in the world!!! idc if you can't do simple addition, idc if you can't touch an oven without burning the house down, i want to kiss you on the lips!!!!