Farm Au! Sevika Masterlist

Getting turnt for my b day tho

my contributions to mother’s day:

women’s health has always been treated as something cursed. we can’t talk about our vaginas, we can’t even say the words vagina or breasts unless it’s in a sexual context and the female anatomy takes on new and sexy and magical terms. because of this, a lot of women (like me) and AFAB people in general have grown up in situations where the women in their families have been scared into silence or intimidated when it comes to taking their health into their own hands, or they don’t even know that you should take certain supplements or take care of yourself in a certain way as a woman (which makes it so that information isn’t passed down to us). the patriarchy has created shame around us, around our health, and we need to break the cycle. let’s start on mother’s day, and let’s start with the basics.

if you don’t know already, read here to discover the best way to wash your vagina.

read here about the menstrual cycle and how it works.

read here about who is most at risk of breast cancer and how to get checked.

read here about STDs and how to get checked for them.

read here about foods you can incorporate into your diet for a healthier vagina.

— I WISH YOU ROSES . ( SEVIKA ) | SÉRIES.

Synopsis : You and Sevika just got divorced. Not even two months ago. After years together-years of fighting, loving, raising a kid, sharing everything, you called it. The marriage couldn't hold up. But that doesn't mean the feelings just vanished. Now you're trying to co-parent your daughter without tearing each other apart. It's awkward. It's tense. You text more than you talk.

fanart by Ochkk18 (@OchakkaBuraraka) on X

Caphter i - never thought I would be without you

Caphter ii - with pretty flowers, can come the bee sting

Caphter iii - ???????????

what about a navy! sevika x farmer! reader where the both of them are on the edge of their relationship because sevika won't prioritize her wife because reader wants to start a family before reader eventually goes out to her garden in the middle of the night.

sevika then follows her wife to the garden to she apologies and beg for forgiveness before they eventually got really really breeding kink, praise kink intimate on the grass in the garden in the middle of the night

Little You's, Little Me's, but Janna, Little You's...

Navy!Sevika x Farmer!Reader

Contains smut, angst, breeding, praise kink, lovey sex, impregnation, possible depressed!reader, modern au, Sevika G!P

Beyond frustration.

With the basic supply and demand of fruits and vegetables during spring, you're always on your feet running errands and supplying food. It gets tiring after a while especially when after a particularly heavy night even when you come back there is no loving wife of yours to greet you, hold you, sleep with you or even have sex with at this point.

And you knew perfectly well this was because Sevika didn't want kids and you did, so whenever you guys would talk now it'd get awkward because of that. When you both met you both had planned out your entire future together but now it all seemed in shambles. The woman you had married, who once said she loved children, didn't anymore. Your marriage was at an all time low, Sevika was so busy with her work and missions that she was barely even available anymore and it made you so sad.

At the beginning you had thought she was cheating but then you both had a huge fight about it, it's been distant since that one fight. Today was your anniversary and this was the first anniversary you spent without Sevika, sitting by the staircase in front of the front door, praying to Janna she comes back tonight because you have so much to ask. Does she even love you anymore?

"You don't sound sorry," You retorted angrily, "Look at me when I'm talking to you!"

The door clicks at 3 AM and Sevika slips in. She sees you at the staircase and sighed. "I know I'm sorry." She said her voice nonchalant which made you further mad.

"What do you want me to say?!" Sevika yelled back, her voice booming, making yours seem like a puppy's bark, "I'm not bending backwards and apologising for no shit, you know very well what my job expects of me, and if you can't handle that maybe you should buy yourself some maturity!—"

You could hear the faint snoring, Sevika was probably sleeping on the couch. You stayed there curled up in bed, leaning against the bedframe with tears pricking your eyes. You could feel the warmth of the tears falling down your cheek, it's been a while since you've felt any sort of warm anyway.

"All this just because I wanna settle down? I'm not getting any younger, Sev..." Tears appear at your eyes and you say nothing as you stormed upstairs and into your shared bedroom, curling up in bed. You felt miserable now. You waited for her to come in the bedroom and comfort you but you didn't hear her walking in so after you got up and looked around, the bedroom was still empty. It made you feel even more hopeless than before.

2 days pass, it's been the same except now you don't even get up to water your garden, nurture the plants. You just stay in your room, eat in your room, sleep in your room and sulk in your room. You wanted to cry, scream and just disappear but you also loved Sevika so immensely that it was eating away at your whole being at this point.

It was late at night and you couldn't hear Sevika snoring from down the hall, usually it was the white noise that helped you sleep but today you didn't even know if she was home. Body too tired to move from mental exhaustion but you forced yourself out of bed, almost stumbling into the wall as you walked down the hall. Your eyes squinted in the darkness and finally found the doorknob, you opened it and a small gust of wind greeted you. You sighed again, heart heavy, you just wanted Sevika.

Whichever it was, you didn't really care. Still staring into nothingness. You felt the figure kneel down behind you, "Baby," came Sevika's soft voice, "I'm so sorry I shouldn't have said all that."

You walked outside and sat down on the grass, curling up there. A while later, you hear the crunching sounds of the grass signalling Sevika either stepped out of the house too and into your garden or some mindless killer had broken into the fencing and would kill you.

You turned to look at her, eyes tired, face sunken.

"Love," Sevika gently held the side of your face, "Baby, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean what I said. I'm just scared. I'm being a little bitch but I'm so fucking scared that I won't be able to give my little ones enough time. I already don't give you time and—"

"Mm, it's okay," you said, looking away at the ground.

"No, it's not okay, I'm ready now. I'm sorry for being so cowardly, I couldn't even tell you, I thought you'd assume I'm weak."

"It's okay," you said now cracking a small smile as Sevika leaned in and kissed you, "Mm..." The kiss deepened, your body pressing into hers as you both kissed.

"I'd love to see little you's, little me's running around. Oh but Janna, little you's," Sevika said, her voice a little dreamy before she continued kissing you making you moan a little in her mouth, that gets her immediately hard.

"Doing so well, my baby," Sevika muttered as she tugged her sweat pants down just enough for her massive erect cock to slap up against her stomach, oozing precum.

Her hard cock pressing against your clothed sex through her sweatpants but she doesn't stop kissing you. Sevika nips at your jaw, and your neck as she moved lower. Her hands slipping beneath your blouse as she palmed your breasts. She was being soft and slow. Something you've rarely seen during sex. You tilt your head back giving her better access to continue her ministrations.

"Stuff me with your cum," You cooed in her ear which was probably tearing away at any forming hesitations in Sevika's head. She didn't need telling twice when she pushed your panties to the side and penetrated you. Her cock slipping in your slick wet folds with ease, buried snuggly within you.

"You look so beautiful like this, taking my cock so well," Sevika mumbled, she would always go pussy drunk whenever she was inside you mainly because you were so lewdly wet and your pussy was so tight.

Sevika pistoned her hips, pushing deeper into your cunt with each thrust, hands coming down to roll and twist your nipples between thick fingers that didn't hesitate going down your throat too, making you choke and drool.

"S-Sevika..." You whispered and then moaned loudly as she got a little faster.

"That good, yeah, baby? You like it? Want more?" Sevika cooed and you nodded, barely able to make sense out of her words as she thrusted in and out. Your juices coated her shaft completely, you needed more of her.

"Sevika, Sevika," you continued babbling her name and moaning softly with every kiss of her cock to your cervix, it felt far too good.

"Gonna cum in this pretty pussy," Sevika panted out, kissing you deeply. As she gave one ast thrust, you could feel your pussy filling up with her warm semen. Your eyes rolled back at the feeling, she didn't pull out though, she stayed inside for a bit before she slowly pulled out, letting your panties back on your vagina.

"They'll get soaked," you whined.

Sevika picked you up bridal style and took you to the bedroom, letting you lay down as she cleaned herself off and then you too, running you a warm bubble bath.

"I don't care, keep it inside," Sevika kissed you again.

"I'm so sorry for fucking up our anniversary," Sevika leaned in, kissing your forehead and stroking your hair gently as she helped washed your sore body.

"It's okay," you said with a tired smile, "I'm just really sleepy..."

"I know," Sevika gave you a half smile before picking you up, drying you off and putting you in bed, tucking you in. She got in bed too beside you and held you close.

"Soon... We'll have a little human all to ourselves," Sevika thought out loud to herself, looking at your already asleep face, "Sleep well, love."

𓍯𓂃 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐂𝐚𝐤𝐞

c.w. nsfw (use of hexcore strap) mean! sevika

mention of violence ex! brothel freader

sypnosis: how sevika would act with a reader who acts like a piltie (piltover citizen) 𝜗𝜚

God you hated being a woman.

You were currently being chased by a former client from the brothel. Despite constantly saying no to giving him service because you had just quit. He was adamant on having his way with you.

Clothes half torn and a rush of adrenaline rushing through you, you made a beeline towards a familiar bar in the distance.

The Last Drop.

You've had enough of the undercity at this point. The streets were overrun with shimmer addicts and that included the brothel.

More of your clients had been smoking shimmer and that caused them to become erratic at times. Pushing you to the brink of quitting.

It was a tough decision, leaving Babette and the brothel workers with whom you've called 'family'. But it had to be done.

"Will you leave me alone already?!" you snap back in annoyance as the pestering man was beginning to catch up with you.

" Sorry darlin' , I'm not leaving till I have what I want-" he slurred as he grabs your arm. In a frantic attempt to push him away from you, at the corner of your eye, you spotted a familiar ravenette.

"Sevika!" , your voice coming out strained due to amount of screaming you had been doing the past 20 minutes.

Sevika, hearing a voice, she looked around in annoyance until she locked eyes with yours. Her eyes slitting when she noticed the man on the floor with a bloody nose had started chasing you again while you ran towards her.

Sighing in relief you fall into Sevika's side, too out of breath to even think at the moment. She didn't know the situation you were in but she damn well knows what the guys intentions are.

Grabbing the guy by the scruff of his dirty top she brang him close to her face and sneered "Listen here you scum, stay far away from my girl. Or next time, let's just say you won't be leaving without a limb unattached. Got it?".

The terrified man quickly scrambled to stand up as soon as Sevika threw him to the ground. Disappearing into the dark alleyway behind the lively bar.

Sevika was surprised to see you again. She hadn't been to the brothel in a while due to the heavy workload that she got from Silco.

"Thanks Sevika," you muttered under your breath as you began to shift on your feet. Clearly nervous after not seeing her for so long. It was especially embarrassing for you since you've never really seen her outside the brothel. Making this interaction all the more awkward.

"Hey," Sevikas deep voice made you look up solwy from the ground as she leans down to your level. Her cloudy grey eyes meeting with yours. "You ok? Did he hurt you anywhere?".

Wait, something felt wrong. She sounds like she actually cares about you? You could be completely wrong but chose to indulge in her behaviour nonetheless.

"No I'm fine, just a few scratches here and there when I tried fighting him off of me," you breath out, your voice faltering slightly from the nerves.

Sevika scanned your form, noticing how your clothes are torn and tattered and how your hair had become quite messy.

She shrugs off her cloak and wraps it around your shoulders, making sure to cover your body and uses her human hand to fix your hair. Tucking strands behind your ear so she could see your face better.

You were beautiful, just like she remembers.

There was an unspoken feeling between you two that you never brought up. This was because you knew Sevika was a busy woman and didn't know if she actually liked you or not.

You were spacing out for so long that you didn't notice her move away from you. Sighing in disappointment, you turn on your heel to walk back home.

That was until you saw Sevika standing a few feet away from you. The familiar tingle in your stomach resurfacing as you gave her a gentle smile.

"Do you want me to walk you home or not?"

(Timeskip to s2 )

Once again, the rally that Sevika had been trying hard to gather had failed. All they wanted was to see Jinx, but she refused to step outside her little workshop.

She was pissed that's for sure, nothing was going her way and nobody was taking her seriously. After Silco's death, Sevika tried taking over as the new leader of Zaun. But clearly that's not what the people wanted.

Slamming her apartment door shut, she made her way to the kitchen with heavy steps. Following the pleasant smell of...cake?

Sure enough, there you were. Wearing your usual silk night dress and a frilly apron that managed to accentuate your waist perfectly. You weren't rich in any way despite living on the outskirts of piltover, yet you managed to look exactly like a piltie.

Sevika was grateful to have you in her life, you two had finally made your relationship official. This was after months of constant flirting and pining after each other.

You were humming to yourself from a classic song that was playing on the radio. Sensing that a pair of eyes were watching you as you prepared the icing for the cake, you turn around with an inviting smile on your face.

"Hey Sev," you ushered her over with a spatula in your hand and the other resting on your hip.

"Can you taste this for me, please?" Though Sevika looked like she didn't want to, you could see her eyes light up from your comment. Knowing that she secretly craves sweet treats.

You expected her to take the spatula, but she instead reached down to grab hold of your waist. Pulling you in with a cold yet firm grip from her mechanical hand. She then scooped some icing with her finger and brang it up towards your lips.

"Well, go on. Stick out your tongue for me pretty girl."

You wanted to protest so bad , but they way she was looking at you made your knees buckle.

Legs unknowingly closing from the pet name, you obeyed. Sevika grabs your chin and places the sugary icing on your tongue. She had a shit eating grin on her face. Clearly amused from how quickly you obeyed her command.

Let's be honest, you wanted her as much as she wanted you.

The pretty angel cake that you baked for her sat on the counter forgotten as a you two began your makeout session in the kitchen. She had kept on adding more icing on your lips and tongue, loving the delicious combination of the icing and your saliva.

She holds your hips as you entangle your fingers into her short raven hair. Sevikas new haircut was...something. She thought you'd hate it but in your opinion, she looks 10 times hotter.

Sevika was the first to pull away as she leads you into your shared bedroom, and seats herself on her chair. That's right, you guys had enough money to buy her a desk set just in case she wanted to work at home rather than at the last drop. Which she appreciated alot.

Because now, she gets to fuck you on it.

"Come here," she commanded softly. Her voice was smooth and sultry. You eagerly climb onto her lap as Sevika's hands settle on your waist. Her fingers pressed into your flesh as she held you close.

As you settled, you felt a slight hum beneath you. Your eyes widened as you looked down at her pants. Sevika unzips the flap of her pants , revealing a hexcore powered strap on. She adjusted it so you could get a better look at it.

The soft glow flickering against her skin as she tilts her head, observing the mixed emotions you had on your face. A lazy grin tugging at the corners of her mouth.

You were speechless as you look up to meet with Sevikas stormy eyes. Clearly she had planned this before she left for work in the morning and had been meaning to use her new toy on you as soon as she got home.

Anticipation was building up inside you as you caught a glimpse of the length of strap. It had thick girth and glowing bluish veins.

"Gimme a kiss," she whispers gently as she bumps her nose against yours. You complied rather quickly, closing the gap between you both as you met her lips in a sweet kiss. Hands still holding your hips , she moves you ontop of her strap. Making you grind against it agonisingly slow.

Not breaking the kiss, she brings the straps of your dress down to reveal dainty lace bra. This made her stop dead in her tracks, pulling away with a string of saliva from the kiss.

You could see her eyes darken with lust and her nostrils flare slightly. It was no joke that you knew you weren't leaving the room at all 'til tomorrow morning.

"Hm, whats this?" She drawls as she thumbs over your perked tit's, making your voice falter as you answer.

"Mmph -... lets just say this was supposed to be a surprise present for you after we had the cake," you manage to squeek out as she continues to fumble with your breasts.

Her hot mouth hovered over you ear and you shiver from the way she whispers into your ear, "Guess I'll have the real dessert now , right here writhing beneath me."

She swiftly moves her fingers behind you and unclasps your bra, letting it fall onto the floor. Moving from your ear back to your lips, she brings you into a seering hot kiss filled with lust and passion. You moan against her lips as she plays with your bare tit's.

"Lean back for me on the desk will you?," she whispers against your lips. You do as your told and lean on your elbows as she spreads your legs apart. The coldness of her metal hand made you squirm but she manages to pry your thighs open. Exposing your matching lace panties to her hungry gaze.

"Fuck baby, you're this wet already?" She chuckles , "Just from a few kisses?". You bite your lip, your face heating up from embarrassment. Your breath hitches as you feel her thumb against your clothed clit, feeling the bud twitch under her touch.

"I can't help it Sev -," you gasp as she kisses a trail from your thighs down to your hot core. Gently nudging her nose against it.

Before another word couldbe said, your panties were torn apart a slight tug from her mechanical finger. Realising she can't really have you properly on her desk, she picks you up in her arms bridal style and plops you down on the plush mattress.

Crawling onto the bed beside you, she then maneuvers you above her face. You peered down with heavy breaths at her as her mouth was now inches away from your throbbing cunt.

"You're gonna ride my face now, 'kay angel?"

You're not sure how long you've been riding her face, but it felt like forever.

"Nngh! Shit Sev, please...- can we stop for a sec..?"

Fucking Sevika. Just because she was a regular at the brothel, doesn't mean she gets to have her way with you.

You were beginning to get exhausted from the amount of times you came on her tongue. Of course, It didn't help with her completely ravaging you underneath like a mad woman. Making you squirm on top of her.

"Tsk, stop moving. You don't want me to tie you up and leave you high and dry, do you sweet thing?"

She mumbles against your wet core. The vibrations from her deep voice made you moan louder, surprising yourself as you quickly cover your mouth.

The room filled with the obscene sounds moaning and skin slapping. Your body felt hot and sticky all over as Sevika continues to plunge inside you with her hexcore strap, the subtle vibrations adding to the pleasure.

You were surprised that it even fit in you considering the sheer size of the thing. But it slipped in quite easily due to the your own slick.

Sevika leans down as she folds her body over yours, pressing together your foreheads as she grunts. "Love this pussy so fucking much, you take my cock so well."

She captures your lips in hers as she deepens the kiss before pulling back slightly. Her intense gaze making you cower.

"You feel so good baby, 'swear I can feel you 'round me-"

Clinging onto Sevika , you felt the tension building once again as she fucks you relentlessly with a pace that leaves you breathless. You gently hold her face in your hands as look deep into her eyes as you whimper , "Pleae don't stop Sevy, you're doing so good for me."

Feeling her own high coming , she buries her face in the crook of your neck. Pressing hot kisses over the dark purple hickeys that we're scattered all over her neck.

"I won't angel, need you to come f' me ok?"

Sevika continues to pepper kisses all over your face and neck while her hands groped your tit's. Her thrusts becoming more faster and rugged , driving you both closer to the edge. You arch your back, your clit bumping against Sevikas abs with every moment. Your moans were getting louder so she leans in to swallow each one with a passionate kiss, making you borderline insane.

"There you go," she whispered, her voice a mixture of praise and satisfaction as she watched you unravel beneath her. "Taking my cock so well...just like I knew you would." Her words sent a thrill through you, and you felt yourself clench around her. Each thrust becoming faster and harder, making the bed creak beneath you.

"'Vika shit...! I'm gonna cum-" you huffed breathlessly, eyes fluttering shut as your fingers make deep dents and scratches on her back. With one final deep thrust, you completely become undone. Your legs shaking by her head with every thrust as Sevika slows down to help you calm down from your high.

Once you both came, she pulls out. Watching a mixture of blue shimmer and your cum drip out.

As the after math of the moment settled over you both, Sevika shifted back just enough to see the mess she made. A playful smirk slowly forming on her lips. She took in the scene beneath her, the sheets ruined and soaked. Your face was flushed and your messy hair created the illusion of a halo above your head.

"What a mess," she murmured, a teasing glint in her eyes as she caresses your cheek affectionately.

"Didn't know you had it in you." Her voice was low and playful. You were too dumbed out to speak so you just lay there, trying to regulate your breathing. Noticing how tired you were, she heads to the bathroom to turns on the taps and prepare a hot bath for you.

Picking you up gently from the bed, you weakly cling onto her while you lean in softly kiss her cheek. "Thanks Sev..."

" 's fine princess, let's get you all cleaned up. "

Being Ambessa’s servant. 18+ content below.

Much like in battle, Ambessa has a bravado when it comes to sex. She likes to fight with a confident aura, and it takes a lot to affect her. Same applies to how she takes her pleasure. Your mouth over her, desperate and needy to taste every inch of her skin.

“Greedy, are we?”, she muses, though she enjoys it.

You only hum in response, mouth finding her pussy to make out with it. Ambessa is like a fine wine, and her taste explodes in your mouth like the sweetest berry or the tangiest orange, juices coating your chin because you are just so sloppy.

Ambessa doesn’t have to guide your mouth much, you seem to have an enthusiasm that takes care of itself. Your tongue works over her clit, and she only takes it in stride, as if she is hardly affected.

She is wise and calculated, and that comes with how she treats you. Always letting you tend to her like a servant, letting you follow her around like a lost puppy, and all of it is for a taste. Never kisses or embraces, but sensual massages that soothe her muscles or your tongue deep inside her pussy, maybe with yours grinding on her face if she is feeling giving.

Only when her body shivers with the waves of an orgasm does she let herself go, groaning and tugging at your hair. However, when it’s over..

“Off, little one.” Pulling your mouth away from her body despite your protests.

what if i die

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Sevika: ( i dont write her 4 men ) + ranked in order of most popular — to least >>> rules at the end <<<

" Sevikas Boss " PART 1 // PART 2

" I hear your call " pirate sevika and siren reader PART 1 // PART 2 // PART 3

" Take a hint " PART 1 // PART 2

" Sail the Seven Seas " pirate sevika ! PART 1 //

" Royal Blood " PART 1 // PART 2

" Taking care of her " being her cute housewife!

" Pretty Piltie " counciler sevika meets you

" Princess " sevika doesnt like creeps

" Smokey kisses "

"Sevika, Ambessa, Grayson" HCS for them

" Cuddling the Butches "

" Council member Sevika "

" Wont lose you. "

" Late night care " bathing her

" A little love "

" Safeword " using your safeword

" My Best Friend " she is your gay awakening

" Secrets "

" Gym Day "

" First Time " virgin reader

WIPS ── ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

" Dump him "

MISCELLANEOUS ── ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

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kisses for you

summary: you are a different person to every woman you've ever kissed in piltover.

tags: nsfw! sexworker!reader, vaginal fingering, cunnilingus, overstimulation, cuckolding, cheating, slightly angsty, dom/sub dynamics, you kiss a lot of people!

wc: 2.9k

notes: you make out nastily with a bunch of women from the hit netflix animated series arcane

Grayson.

You were sitting alone at The Last Drop, sipping on a sweet, fruity cocktail you had gotten for yourself as a treat when she walked in. Easily twice your age and over six feet tall with chiseled cheekbones. Score. 

It delighted you even further when she walked up to you, the sound of her heavy boots was unmistakable. You smiled up at her sultrily.

“Do you happen to know where Vander is?” Her raspy voice sends shivers down your spine. You had to have her.

“Wow, buy a girl a drink first,” you giggle.

Luckily, rather than be annoyed at your flirting, the woman raises an amused eyebrow at you.

“If I buy you a drink, will you tell me where he is?”

You pretend to think for a moment.

“Hmm… maybe.”

She laughs, one that comes deep from her diaphragm, “what do I have to do for you to tell me?”

At that you saunter up closer to her, your face inches away from hers.

“Well… there is one thing,” you say coyly as you traced the intricate pattern of the badge on her chest. Her gaze flicks to your hand, then your eyes, intrigued.

“A kiss.”

She chuckles, “you’re young enough to be my daughter, little girl. Besides, you don’t want to kiss an old woman like me.” You gasp, fake shocked, “You are not old!”

Both of your arms wrap around her neck and she startles slightly at the sudden movement.

“Besides,” you mimic, grinning impossibly wide, “I like what I see.”

That’s how you end up in the alley next to the bar, being fucked into the wall by this woman, named Grayson as you’ll learn later. Her fingers feel nice against your clit and her gravelly voice murmuring into your ear sends steady pulses up and down your spine. Grayson is experienced, reserved, she kisses you with the patience of a saint. You kiss back with all the reverence of one.

After you two are done, you tell her you don’t know where Vander is. She groans.

Ambessa & Maddie.

“Again.”

Maddie cries out, trying to writhe out of your grip. You’ve lost track of how many times she’s come already, four or five? Six even? As you bring your dominant hand down on her clit once more, Maddie jerks, letting a high pitched keen out of her mouth. Ambessa, you think, is a cruel, cruel woman.

“Now, now, child,” The General tuts, “there is no need for that. I’ve taught you better.”

At Ambessa's words, Maddie seems to cry harder, clearly overstimulated and struggling not to break apart in your arms. You almost feel bad, if she didn’t wring five good orgasms out of you earlier at Ambessa’s command.

With a curl of your fingers, you enter Maddie’s soaked cunt. You start out slowly, massaging at her walls, teasing her. She groans, but even she knows that this is the calm before the storm.

“Faster.”

What Ambessa Medarda demands, Ambessa Medarda gets. You go faster, rubbing at her upper walls and g-spot with much more force and speed than before. The thumb on your opposite hand teases at the hole below her cunt, which makes her clench around your fingers tightly.

A low, pathetic “unf,” is the only warning noise Maddie makes before she comes, squirts, over your front. It surprises you, but it's not unwelcome. She bucks, trying to get away from your fingers or to follow your thrusts, you don’t know. Maddie starts shaking uncontrollably when you don’t stop, because Ambessa hasn’t ordered that of you yet. When her wails get ear piercingly loud, Ambessa halts your ministrations.

“Good.”

Is all Ambessa says before she takes your mouth into hers. The warlord kisses like she’s running out of time, like she has to devour you whole with her lips and teeth this minute or else she’ll die in the next. It’s surprisingly desperate, but still dominant. The feeling makes you weak in the knees.

Ambessa hums when she pulls away, satisfied. 

—

(“I fucking hate this ginger hair.” Maddie groaned as she tugged at short strands of hair.

You laugh at her, “why didn’t you dye it blonde or something?”

“I tried! It turned ginger!”

“Pfft,” you start, tickled at her confession, “that haircut isn’t doing you any favors either,”

“You know what — fuck you.”)

Mel & Elora.

Mel Medarda was an odd woman, you thought to yourself as you scratched your nails down the expansion of Elora’s back. You delighted in the assistant’s hiss at the sensation. Though, you supposed it wasn’t too surprising for a politician to have odd kinks.

The woman sat daintily in a plush chair in the corner of her bedroom, nursing a glass of Noxian red. She had her legs up under her, casual and uncaring like the scene in front of her was just another casual Friday. You scowled.

Elora moaned as you thrust your strap-on up into her particularly harshly. You were a bit annoyed at Councilor Medarda, at her non-reactions and indifference. You don’t know why you were so vexed at the woman, it was completely irrational, all you had to do was fuck her cute little assistant silly while she watched. It was an easy job.

(You wanted her to join, to ravage Elora with you. Oh, well. If she liked watching, then a show you would give her.)

You bent Elora over so that she was head down, ass up on the bed. One hand tangled in her usually neat hair while the other steadied your balance as you leaned your weight against her and continued thrusting. Elora whimpered at the way your cock rubbed against the walls of her cunt. In the corner of your eye, you can see that a particularly high squeal from her assistant had caught Councilor Medarda’s attention.

Good. She’s really watching now.

You use the last bit of your strength to flip Elora over on her back — she mewls at the movement. Your dominant hand reaches for her swollen clit as you mash your mouths together in a sloppy kiss. Elora’s usually a better kisser this, but you'll give her a pass, your dick is inside her is surely scrambling her brain into a fine paste.

You smile at how her mouth goes slack when she comes, hard. She’s still recovering when you hear gentle footsteps coming toward you. Councilor Medarda stops at the edge of the bed, staring holes right into your face.

“Good?”

Mel brings her pointer and middle finger to the underside of your chin and lifts them up so that you’re looking directly up at her. She leans in and gives you the softest kiss of your life. Mel smells like florals, roses, and tastes like vanilla and black raspberries. She’s delicious and you bring your own hand up to her face to deepen the kiss, but she pulls away, leaving you reeling. Mel smiles at you affectionately. 

“Very good.”

Cassandra.

You snaked your hands through Cassandra’s salt and pepper hair and yanked. The older woman squeaked indignantly, both surprised and slightly incensed at the rough treatment, but not exactly angry enough to not want you to do it again.

“I bet Tobias doesn’t kiss you like this,” you smirk, needling the older woman was your favorite part of being with her, “he doesn’t fuck you like this, does he?”

Cassandra’s eyes widen at the mention of him. Maybe she’s finally realized just how fucked up her arrangement with you is.

(Maybe she wants to leave everything behind and lick at your high heels forever. You could live with that.)

“Don’t you dare talk about—” She snarled, irate. 

Your hand, as fast as a viper and just as vicious, cuts her off with a curl of your fingers around her throat.

“You don’t get to talk back to me, girl.”

Cassandra’s heart pounds deliciously underneath your palm. You can feel her squirm at the degrading pet name — she’s twenty years your senior and not a trembling inexperienced girl by any account, but in your bed, for the night, she’ll be one, for you.

You press your mouth to hers. Cassandra even kisses like a damn politician. Selfish, slow, and languid, like she has all the time in the world. You almost always lead — perhaps her position on the council has her needing to give up that control just for a moment, even if it is to you. You bite at her thin bottom lip hard enough to draw blood and she moans into your mouth. You smile, how good Cassandra was for you.

(Her sudden death had you trembling in your bed for a week.)

Caitlyn.

It wasn’t all that uncommon for those in Topside to come down to Zaun for a taste of the cuisine. For a peoples so uppity, they loved the desperateness that existed in the Under City, the depravity that was born from it.

Caitlyn Kiramman was just like any other pretentious, rebellious daughter of rich parents in that regard. 

She’s lucky she met you first and not someone else because anyone with working eyesight could have recognized that she was Caitlyn Kiramman and robbed her blind. You probably don’t even need working eyesight though, since her accent was so damn distinct.

The first time you two meet, she asks you about life here. How it was like to be born here, to have lived here all this time. You shrug, you were still young and dumb and had no life experience, this was all you’ve known — you can’t compare it to anything else.

You ask her about life in Topside. How it was like to be born there, to have lived there all this time. She had pursed her lips and looked around, saying nothing.

She didn’t have to say anything. The silence spoke the words she didn’t.

One night, she asks you:

“Do you ever want to leave here?”

You tilt your head, contemplating with your knees drawn up to your chest. 

“Where would I go?”

Caitlyn looks at you with a pity in her eyes that you cannot stand.

“Anywhere.”

You look away with clenched fists and jaw.

“I hear Ionia’s nice.”

Caitlyn smiles at you, you see it in the corner of your eyes. You can’t stay mad at her for too long, she’s endearing to you like how a kitten would be. You grin back at her.

Suddenly, the other girl closes the distance between you two and smacks her lips onto yours. She’s inexperienced, doesn’t know how to move her lips or where to put her tongue, but the kiss excites you nonetheless. It’s chaste, exploratory, and full of a puppy love that makes your heart ache. 

When you two pull back you’re both blushing madly. Caitlyn stumbles over her words trying to apologize, to take back what she had just done.

All you do have to do is place your hand on top of her pale ones, and she calms.

(As Caitlyn and you grow older, she visits less and less. She’s busy, you’re busy, it’s understandable. You haven't met with her for a very long time when you see her use The Grey in Zaun. Your heart aches.)

Jinx.

Everyone tells you to avoid the blue haired girl who hangs around The Last Drop. She’s crazy, they say, she’ll kill you, they say.

You think she’s pretty endearing.

You were the one that came up to her first. She was in the bar, sitting at a booth and writing formulas and doodling what you’re sure were engineering marvels if you knew anything about building shit. You had asked to see what she was working on; she enthusiastically agreed.

From that day forward, whenever Jinx spots you in the bar or around town, she shows you her blueprints. She always tries to explain what she’s doing, and you want so desperately to understand, but you don’t have the brain for engineering and she is too smart to put what she means in simpler terms. But, you like the sound of her voice, so you listen anyway.

Today, she seems frustrated with something in her blueprints. No matter what she builds and how she builds it, the machine just doesn’t seem to cool well.

You hum as she complains, just content to listen. When you try to take a sip of water, Jinx gasps and you startle.

“What?” you look around, “did something happen?”

Without warning, Jinx places her hands on your shoulders and gives you a fat kiss on your mouth. Her lips are slightly chapped and the kiss is entirely unromantic and too short, but the feeling of her mouth on yours gives you butterflies anyway.

“You’re a genius! I’ll see you later!”

With that, she bounces away, presumably to work on her blueprint again.

You sigh, touching your bottom lip and watching Jinx skip away at an alarming speed. That girl will be the death of you.

Lest.

You don’t know what to make of Lest. You can’t read her very well, and you’re damn good at reading people. But, when you feel sharp nails teasing at the lips of your cunt, you decide that maybe you’re overthinking things. Lest’s hand trails up to press harshly at your clit, making you hiss. 

Your hand tugs at one of her fluffy ears, not enough to hurt, but enough to make Lest yelp.

“Behave.”

Lest grins at you deviously.

“Yes, Ma’am.”

Your eyes close as you lean your back onto the concrete wall. The other woman wastes no time, she is on the ground, tugging down your skirt and lapping at your hole. You hum in satisfaction, a hand in her brown hair.

Lest, the cheeky thing, bites at your clit, just to provoke you before she makes you come. You growl in response.

“What did I just say?”

You tug harshly at her ears. The rough treatment makes her whine and you can see how hard she’s grinding herself on her hands.

“Oh?” you smirk, “You like that, huh?”

You push yourself harder onto Lest’s open mouth, trying not to pant, “If you behave, I’ll play with them a bit more, hmm?”

You think Lest tries to nod, but your thighs between her head and your hands on her ears prevent her from doing so. All she can do is lap at your pussy with a renewed vigor.

After you come, Lest brings herself back up to height. She kisses at you hungrily and without care, spreading your musk and juice all over your faces. She nips at the fat on your bottom lip and you run a tongue over both her canines, tasting yourself on her mouth. When you pull back, you’re half asleep in her arms.

“Didn’t know you were into that sort of thing, Lest.”

Lest blushes.

"Shut up."

Sevika.

Sevika’s your best friend. She gets a little overprotective over you, like all best friends do. She snarls at the thought the various women you’ve fucked for your job, like all best friends do. She looks at your tits, your fingers, your lips, all for a little too long, like all best friends do.

You’re Sevika’s best friend. Not that she really needs defending, but you yell at anyone who’s mean to her, like a good best friend. You get just a little catty with the women she brings over, like a good best friend. You look at her muscles, the gap in her teeth, her lips, all for a little too long, like a good best friend.

You two also flirt, like best friends. It’s a nice day, you and Sevika are hanging out in her messy as fuck apartment, having fun. You’re tipsy and she’s tipsy and everyone’s a little drunk. You can’t remember the night very well, but you had said something about wanting her to sit on your face. You remember how red she flushed at that comment and you had laughed real hard. Never one to not tease Sev, you closed your eyes and made exaggeratedly cartoonish kissy noises at her.

The next thing you knew, her lips were on yours. You had opened your eyes in shock for a moment, but quickly melted in the kiss. Sevika kissed like she loved you, like she wanted to do this forever ago. With a firm hand on your ass and your arms around her neck, she hauled you over to her bedroom and flung you on the bed with ease. 

You wake up with hickies in places you can’t reach and to a sheepish Sevika offering you water. Your smile is uncontained and bright as you bring her down to taste her lips again.

Bonus: Babette.

“You should eat.”

You whip your head around to see Babette by the doorway, holding a bowl of stew.

“I–” you try to argue, but a withering glare from her has you shutting your mouth. There’s no use challenging her, if she said you should eat, you were going to eat.

Babette sighs, “you need to take care of yourself, I’m not always going to be here to do that.”

You frown, “don’t say things like that.”

“It’s true,” she shrugs.

You take the stew from her hands and set it on your nightstand. You crouch down to hug her and she hugs back, just as tight. Babette places a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“Goodnight, sweetie.”

Going to a rave with Sevika in the most skankiest outfit ever and it ends with yall having beautiful passionate sex 🤤🤤🤤