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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. "

Guys, sevika fucking you on the couch where she usually gambles. The red light, the secluded area...cmmon...

Warnings: tribbing!! and uhhhh, top!Sevika?

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It was way past midnight already, but the streets of Zaun are never asleep. You know, because you're walking behind the broad back of Sevika as she escorts you to...someplace.

The few people you cross make a large bow around you.

"Where are we going?" You ask the broad back but there was no reply.

You keep walking down alleyways until you finally stop infornt of a shut garage door.

"Ok, what-", you start, suddenly rethinking your delicious to follow a strange woman out of a bar to an unknown location.

She was a gorgeous woman with a smile that made your knees buckle and a voice that made your pretty panties wet, so you'll just blame the poor decision making on hormones.

Sevika pulls up the garage door with her mech hand, the metall creaking and moaning.

"Ladies first", she gestures into the room behind the metal wall.

You take one more deep breath and internally cross your fingers that you wouldn't be murdered before stepping into the room.

The room was mostly empty, except for a couch, a few boxes and, what you would assume, a makeshift coffee table.

"Cozy", you chuckle as you walk further in, Sevika following close after. She shuts the metal door and now you were alone, truly alone with her.

"So-", before you could continue she turns on the light, and the room is drowned in a red colour.

Your heartbeat spikes. You knew what was coming next and so did your clit, already twitching at the thought of what Sevika might do...

"Have you ever done this pretty lady?", she chuckles as she watches your nervous expression.

She takes heavy stides to the couch and let's herself down gently, legs spread and arms splayed across the back of the couch.

Open. Inviting. Giving you an out.

But you didn't want an out. You wanted to feel her skin on yours, want to feel How she heats up as she fucks you.

And that mech hand did....something... to you.

"Followed a stranger into an alley and then into a secluded place?", you chuckle, letting your bag slowly slip off your shoulder, resting it against the coffee table.

"You scared?", she smirks at you, her grey eyes glinting with mischief.

Your breathing stalls as you take her in fully. The piercing beneath her bottom lip, her short hair. The way her skin reflected the red light, making her the epitome of sex appeal.

No, you weren't scared, you were fucking soaking through your panties.

"Take a guess", you hum as you walked over to her. Your heart was still hammering inside your chest but you tried your best to ignore it.

"Tell me what you wanna do, mamas", she sits up, her hands cupping the back of your knees as you stood between her spread legs.

"Gonna treat you right."

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Her clit rubs against yours, squelching, her hands griping your hips and the couch as she rubs her pussy against yours, bush making sure for more friction.

She pinches your nipple as she bends down to suck the other one, grinning at you as you completely go stupid, babbling incoherent string of words.

"She's crying for me baby. No ones ever treated her as good as I am, hm? Cmmon, mamas, tell me. Promise I won't tell", she chuckles as she rubs her clit harder agaisnt yours, her own breathing becoming labored. There was a sheen of sweat across her skin, mirroring yours.

Her breathing gets more erratic as she gets closer to the edge.

"Sevika-", you repeat her name like a mantra as the elastic band in your abdomen stretches tighter and tighter, threatening to snap.

"Fuck, Sevika, feels-", your hand presses against her abdomen but she doesn't stop. Quite the opposite. She adjusts her legs, pressing agaisnt you in a different angle, pressing her clit harder against yours.

You let out a sob at the friction. Her clit accidentally rubs against the left side of your hood, an especially sensitive spot, finally making that band in your stomach snap and your cum gush out of your empty hole, dripping down your ass and against Sevikas cunt.

You cry out, eyes squeezing shut as your back bows off the couch, pushing your titts out. Sevika keeps grinding, pushing you to overstimulating, making your hips buck uncontrollably as you try to pry away from her pussy and firm grip. But she just grabs your waist and hip tighter, pulling you back with little to no resistance.

"Mhm, such a good fucking girl", she mumbles, her eyes locked in between your thighs, watching her clit grind against yours and your cum mix together. Her hair falls over her eyes as she looks down on you, a bead of sweat running down her jugular and between the valley of her titts.

"Just a bit more, can you do that for me, mamas?", she says between gritted teeth, getting so close.

You usually hated being called mamas, but with Sevikas voice uttering the word to you, it only gets you wetter.

The sofa cushion beneath the both of you definitely had a wet patch from your combined essence.

"Se- Sevika", you whine her name as she keeps moving her hips, grinding more aggressively the closer she gets. Squelching and heavy breathing fill the room, making your cunt clench and twitch around nothing.

Tears brim in the corner of your eyes, the sensation between your legs bordering on too much.

"Fuck, Sevika-", you cry out as you suddenly cum again, your nails digging into her shoulders, leaving red crecent marks in your wake.

"Yeah, doing so good, baby. I'm almost-", she cuts herself off with a groan, burying her face in your neck as she cums. Her body twitches, her grinding slowing down as she makes both of you ride out your orgasms.

Her breath puffs against your ear, making your pussy clench against nothing again.

You pull her flush against you, relishing in the pressure of her weight on you. Your combined breathing fills the room, as well as the smell of sweat and sex. It was weirdly comforting, even in the red light. But it didn't take long for Sevika to pull away. "You doing alright?", she asks, and as soon as you nod, she's back up on her feet and getting dressed, leaving you naked on the couch.

"Oh, uh-", but she doesn't let you finish.

"Just let yourself out when you're dressed. I still have some work to do", and with those last words, she puts on her cape and opens the garage door before disappearing into the night.

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Need her badddddd guys....also here's the smut I promised or wtv...

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

Claire

Claire - Morphine

Sevika × Chubby! Fem! Reader AO3 Word Count: 1,932 Summary: Sevika pays her favorite bakery owner a surprise visit during a particular time of the month. Alternatively, Sevika wants to take her frustrations out on you and get messy. TWs:// 18+ ONLY, Reader is afab, Uses she/her, Explicit sexual content, Porn without plot, takes place during S1, Age Gap, Reader is a baker, Period sex, Overstimulation, Body worship/Praise, Cunnilingus + fingering, Sevika manhandles the fuck out of you, Fwb/Situationship, but Sevika does have a soft spot for you, Sevika has a thing for big girls sorry not sorry, Use of Petnames (Sweething, Honey, Baby, Gorgeous), Use of 'Good Girl.' A/N: I want this woman to put her cigars out on my skin and do unspeakable things to me. Hope this fills a void.

Comfort is a state of being that is achievable yet foreign to Sevika. Over the years, she's learned the hard way that comfort is a commodity no amount of money could sufficiently produce. It is a seething hunger no prepaid participant could ever seem to satisfy, and right now, after a particularly nasty day, she needed that comfort—she craved it. 

It wasn't as if this was the first time she'd come to you like this; quite the contrary. It was more or less an unspoken agreement between you, a familiar indulgence for your shared convenience. You, a baker keeping the family business stubbornly alive, and Sevika, a woman whose line of work calls for a level of emotional detachment that makes relationships difficult, not even to mention her gambling 'habit' that makes money a bit tighter. It was a term she'd heard before: you stay soft, and you get eaten, and by Janna, did she love to eat you. Feeling your flesh, pliable and ample, under the rough, calloused meat of her remaining arm, it was addictive.

It was a moment of unexpected weakness, the first time, a free dozen muffins as thanks for extending your 'rent payment' after a tough month led to a rather passionate night for the both of you. Sevika always had a soft spot for you, not just because of your smooth, sweet features and bizarre air of warmth despite the cold-cutting nature of the undercity, but because of your devotion to your family— to Zaun. A woman such as yourself could've worked her way up into the careful, pristine streets of Piltover, and yet you didn't. You stuck around, trying to carve comfort and community where it had already been snuffed out by the drugs and criminal underbelly of her employer. To put the pieces of your long-forgotten family back into place, Sevika held some respect for that— for you.

Which has led her to now, to you.

The little studio apartment above your bakery was always cold; you either seemed to like it that way, or it was out of your control. Sevika, however, didn't seem to care; it gave her all the more reason to stick around and 'keep you warm' as she liked to put it. To wrap her arm around you and allow the heat of her body to consume the both of you. Especially on a night like this, cold and nippy, with the slightest bit of rain. Opening the door for her, obviously having just crawled out of bed, hair a mess and face laden with a slight pout. It was cute how quickly your face lit up with pleasant surprise at seeing her and letting her inside without much to say, turning to her once the door clicked and the lock was turned. Just as quickly, Sevika was on you. She pulled back the fabric that covered her prosthetic arm and threw it to the floor before picking you up without hardly any issue. Something you still couldn't bring yourself to be used to.

"Sevik—" You could hardly question her before she pressed her lips to yours, her rounded nose nestled against the skin of your cheek. Unable to fathom otherwise, you'd return that kiss full force, hands once at her shoulders, cupping her jaw while she marched the two of you into your bedroom. Dropping you down onto the plush, creaky textile of your mattress and bed frame. The taste of her lips was as it always was— cigars and bitter whiskey. You couldn't help but chortle, a hand running through her hair as she kissed down your throat, biting and nipping the soft skin before her hands would pinch and push the buttons of your sleepwear open. "Ho-Hold on a second—" hands sliding from her hair to the sides of her sharp jaw as she looked up at you through her eyelashes. The last button was gone, her lips pressed against the tiny space between the plush flesh of your breasts.

"What?" her tone seemed almost impatient, but she stopped as soon as you told her to.

"I'm just...you—you know, you're here a little...unexpectedly?" Your voice is breathless, and a nervous smile curls your lips upwards.

"Yeah?" Sevika seemed confused by your nervous behavior; she hadn't seen this from you since the first time—this sense of worry and apprehension. "You got someone else here or something?" Her tone was playful, maybe joking, but the notion made Sevika feel something nearly akin to disappointment.

"No- no, of course not..."

"Then, what? If you aren't in the mood, we don't have to, baby," She'd sit up, the palm of her cold metal arm pressing into the bed.

"It isn't that...It's just, you know, the end of the month?" Sevika knew what you meant as you said it; of course, she would; you'd mentioned it before. You start to bleed closer to the end of the month, so Sevika usually comes near the first. That aligned previously with her schedule, but this was different, and she needed you. The palm of her warm, fleshy hand would carefully press into the ample plush of your stomach, sliding to your hip and settling on the slight dip of your waist, the soft fabric of your nightwear out of her way to soak up the image of your body.

"Do you seriously think that's gonna get in my way?"

Oh.

"Oh,"

"You still want to, right?" You'd nod, and Sevika's lips would curl into that snarky smirk. "Why don't you strip for me, Gorgeous? I'll get a towel." Her puckish tone, coupled with the little kiss she'd press to your temple, only served to make your heart flutter in its marrow cage.

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The taste of monthly blood is different from that of the blood Sevika is typically used to tasting– or maybe it's just yours because she swears by the goddess Janna herself that the taste of your blood is far sweeter than any other, not even to note the way you typically taste. After having pushed you to climax more than three times within this last hour, she has you straddled up with your thighs on either side of her face. The weight of your body, the way your hips roll over her, would almost be comforting if not for the context. Her metal arm was careful on your right thigh as both wrapped securely around the plush, soft muscles.

"Oh– Sev–my god, I can't—" Sevika isn't listening because she knows you can. Another orgasm rips through your lovely body, and Sevika is nothing but a slave to the product of her labor.

"Such a good girl for me." She'd mumble, a low groan reverberating through her throat and straight into the heat of your sopping core. Swallowing and lapping at the rush of blood and cum. Happy for the towel she put down, no matter how diligently she licked or sucked at your poor spent cunt it seeped down her cheeks to her throat and neck— pooling onto the fabric below. You had nice sheets; she'd feel somewhat responsible for ruining them in this regard; perhaps she'd buy you a new set. A new set so that she could eat away at the bloody mess of your intimates because she's making this a new routine.

With a swift, effortless motion, she'd flip you. A gasp of air burning at your lungs as your suddenly on your back, and Sevika's assault of your pussy is no closer to being finished. She's like a woman starved; the wet flick of her tongue, as you feel it push past the lining of your entrance, makes your back arch. Hands in her hair as you tug and pull at her— not to stop her, no, you need just a little more. Perhaps she'll grant you just one more before stopping and finally letting you have a turn. She starts to nod her head carefully, her long rounded nose nudging against the puffy flesh of your clit. The thick meat of her pointer and middle finger teased at the soft, silken flesh of your aching cunt. Pushing past as they'd curl, pressing firm against the grooves, twisting and moving with an idle pace as her lips would kiss and suck at the bundle of nerves. "You're so hot, baby," she'd almost growl the words into the meat of your mound. Fingers working harder, faster, pressing kisses against the plentiful expanse of your inner thigh. Blood coated her lips, nose, and chin, every kiss leaving a trail of red. "Look at you; I wish I would've brought the strap; feel your body, watch you move, honey-- So fuckin' pretty, all for me." she'd sit up, kissing at the soft plush of your stomach and back down as she'd shift her weight, the elbow of her prosthetic pressing firm into the mattress as she kept harsh hold of your thigh, her fingers pumping as she'd add a third.

The idea of her using that shimmer-powered thing on you, filling your mind with ideas you dare not speak aloud. Back arching, hands tugging at the pin-straight strands of her hair.

"Ooohh my god-- please, Sev-"

"Please, what, sweething?"

"I can't"

"Oh, yes you can, baby." Her voice was smooth and almost teasing, it made you clench around the thick calloused meat of her fingers rubbing against the dips and edges of your innermost flesh.

Sevika couldn't keep her eyes off you, the way your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, the way your face contorted with a delicious sense of pain and pleasure all at once. She loved pushing and making you scream and cry for her. The raw scent of your sex, of your blood, was driving her crazy, her mind buzzing and focused on every little sound every little twitch of your flesh.

"You're such a good girl for me, aren't you?" the flat of her tongue pressed firm against the aching flesh of your clit, it wasn't a rhetorical question.

"Yes-- yes, I'm your good girl, please." The sound of your whining was enough for Sevika to clench her thighs together, shifting her hips as she pressed the pads of her fingers as deep as she could get. "Cum for me, good girl, one last time, I swear it." It would almost be embarrassing, the way she could command an orgasm from you but she could. The intensity of it made your hands come up to cover your face as you tried to muffle the scream that would rip through your lungs. The lukewarm metal of Sevika's arm was the only thing holding your hips down as she kept her fingers pumping until she seemed to deem it enough. Bringing the digits up to her mouth as she licked them as clean as she could.

A callous laugh left her as she seemed to take notice of the mess down her front.

"You made a mess," she'd state affectionately, leaning down to press kisses from the flesh of your stomach up to the curve of your shoulder. "Let's go get clean." You could hardly answer, breathing heavily and unevenly as you sat up, watching her undress further before going to detach her arm. It wasn't often that Sevika showed affection like this, but you weren't complaining. To bare herself nude and quite literally unarmed before you was a show of trust you'd never expected from her, but cherished nevertheless. Comfort is a state of being, foreign yet seemingly only achieved by Sevika when she's with you.

Do you have hc for farmhand! Sevika that are nsfw… cause I’m a whore

only writing this because I feel so unbearably needy and sub and touch-starved I'm crying. we got the full length yoga pants, hoodie, blankets 1 and 2, and all four stuffies on deck. chubby reader as usual. @pinknightsinmymind I have another contribution baby <3

she's absolutely a pleasure/service dom, most of the time. I imagine she does like to be the sub (emi has convinced of Sub Sevika), but that takes a lot of working up to. remember, she comes to the farm pretty closed off after a terrible stint in the city. at the beginning of y'all's sexual relationship, which is her first relationship where she's really, truly cared about her partner, she just needs to be able to take care of you.

fucking insatiable when it comes to giving head. I'm talking making out with your cunt, absolutely fucking soaked and sloppy, there is slick in her hair at this point. the first time she went down on you she came untouched in her boxers. honestly didn't even know she could do that, but finally getting to taste you and have you completely at her mercy after a fucking Year of pining? yeah she didn't stand a fucking chance.

after that, takes literally any opportunity to eat you out. doesn't care if your sweaty from fieldwork, it drives her fucking crazy. also doesn't care if you're hairy, baby loves hairy pussy. I said it and I stand by it. first time she sees your pussy, she goes a little bit insane because god you've been hiding this from her? y'all wanted each other for so long and she could've been shoving her face in between your thighs for how long? she's gotta make up for lost time.

doesn't let up until you've cum at least – at the absolute minimum – three times. anything less is a damn shame. needs to have you shaking and fucked out before she even considers letting you go. same thing applies to any other sexual act.

speaking of other sexual acts. her strap. holy shit her fucking strap.

dark purple. 7 inches. girth as all hell. veiny. can be a breeding strap. attached to an expensive leather harness that Sevika takes such good care of. even got special leather cleaner for it. also must add. she didn't have this one before she got with you. specifically picked this one out with you on one of your semi-regular trips to the city, alongside a few other toys. this one's her favorite though <3 next to the black strap that also has a side that goes in her <3

when it comes to fucking you with her strap, she always has to prep you. extensively. im talking at least an hour with her mouth and fingers, getting you all ready and worked up to take her. does she know you could probably take it sooner than that? yes. does she love the ritual of getting you so unbearably worked up that you cry and scramble to hold onto her when she finally pushes in? abso-fucking-lutely.

loves literally any position to fuck you in, but has a soft spot for missionary and having you ride her. for different but similar reasons.

missionary because she loves how you look beneath her, dependent on her, how she knows she can take care of you in this position. plus being able to watch your tummy squish when she manhandles you into similar positions like a mating press is just so fucking good for her.

riding her, whether she be laying down or sitting up, because she adores seeing you use her for your pleasure. it took a second for you to feel entirely comfortable being more commanding during sex, so whenever you want to ride her, she's so incredibly proud and horny. there's just something about having you astride her, taking your pleasure with no shame, no reservations. it's fucking beautiful, and she thinks you look like a goddess every single time.

loves scissoring with you, btw. always with her on top bc that requires some strength and why does she have it if she ain't gonna use it to make her pretty girl feel good. honestly didn't really consider scissoring when she was in the city, contrary to popular belief. mainly relied on oral and strap. meeting you was a fucking Revelation.

I mean it. she almost came the Second she pressed her pussy against your sloppy, warm, wet cunt, clit still throbbing from your orgasm. she doesn't know if any sensation will ever compare. fucking loves feeling you cum right against her, leaking all over her.

as hot and dirty sex can be between you two, it's also incredibly fucking intimate. this goes back to you being the first partner Sevika ever really got with that she truly, 100% was in love with, down to her fucking bone marrow. she needs to let you know that she loves you more than anything, and sex helps her do that. there's so much hand-holding, eye contact, hushed 'I love you's, kisses pressed against necks, etc. etc. everything she does, she does for you, and she needs you to know that. will even light candles for you, fucking you And making love to you in a pink-tinted room. nothing but the best for the love of her life.

that being said. baby fucking loves to take you around the farm. doesn't care how exposed it is. behind the greenhouse? check. behind the farmhouse? check. on the porch of the farmhouse? triple check. on the grassy patch above the pond? quadruple check. she does not care where it is, she just need her woman at all times, however you'll let her have you.

sometime she'll intentionally show off while she's working the farm, knowing just how needy it gets you. can't even begin to count how many times you bringing her lemonade on a hot day turned into you on your knees, dressed rucked up enough to stuff a hand down your panties as you ate her out, her big strong hands gently holding you against her cunt.

also loves your pretty lil dresses, you only started wearing them more when y'all got married and Sevika insisted on taking over the bulk of the farm work. Lets you play the pretty lil housewife, even though you still insist on helping around the farm. Anyway the dresses: yeah she fuckign adores them. loves it when you wear the off the shoulder ones with no bra, bc then she can just yank and expose your gorgeous tits, ready and waiting for her mouth.

also just. housewife kink. I will not elaborate at this time but im 100% certain of it.

farmer sevika smut! I will warn y'all now and by warn I mean but my foot down: this au is gonna have a lot of fluff. there will be smut, sure, but im a fluff girl to my core. this is basically my stardew valley fantasy. I hope y'all will love the fluff just as much as the smut.

Kiss the barrel of my gun softly: chapter one

Sevika x reader

Warnings for this chapter: violence, gun and knife usage, drinking, gambling mentions, womaniser Sevika, a little bit ooc sevika but I tried I swear, mentions of sex, mentions of prostitution

The streets surrounding the Last Drop were as busy as usual as Sevika and her men walked calmly along on their way for yet another meeting revolving around how to clean up Jinx’s new mess up. All of them dragging their feet in the process of doing so. 

The markets were alive and thriving with various different creatures running around to steal, sample or buy. The one thing the crowd did do in unison however, was separating and dispersing to make a clear path for the terrifying group. All their eyes trained on the leader of the group with fearful yet respectful expressions, knowing that treating Silco’s second in command with anything but was nothing short of a death sentence. 

Sevika enjoyed this, she liked it even. The respect she was given wherever she went was nothing short of thrilling, knowing she had earned it alongside their fear gave her a feeling that working with Vander never could. So she walks with pride along the newly opened path and tries to ignore the way her men slobber and gloat behind her. 

All's going well until she spots it, until she spots you.

You were rarely spotted in public these days, keeping yourself locked away from undercity society seemed to appeal to you nowadays. You stood there in that familiar black dress and cloak, the one that showed enough of your tempting flesh without exposing your weak points. The dress that showed enough of your figure with your cloak to hide any weapons, the dress that once represented your grief but now represents your power.

You stood there looking beautiful under the lighting of the marketplace, you stood there looking calmly at the woman you were currently attempting to purchase some kind of liquid in a glass bottle from. You stood….

You stood directly in the way of Sevika and her group.

You seemed chillingly calm as you turned your head to notice them, having to be made aware by the muscular red headed woman by the side of you that you had brought along with you for protection reasons presumably.

Your eyes narrowed as your head turned and you made eye contact with sevika, your serenely calm expression changing almost noticeably to one of contempt. The twitch of your eye and the slight snarl of your lips are only noticeable to sevika, having learned all your microexpressions from your past encounters.

You simply quirked a brow at the sight of the group and the situation you had found yourself in, but still choosing to not move out of their way. You stand there still a few feet in front of sevika and her group without a spec of fear or respect in your gaze. The onlookers looked at you with looks of anxiety, knowing that anyone else in your position would usually be shot down or beaten without a second thought, especially given the bad blood that ran between you and Silco.

Sevika could feel her men getting antsy at the sight of your clear disrespect towards them, looking at you with faces of anger and disbelief. Still, your eyes remained trained on Sevika and hers kept on yours. 

Sevika battled internally with how to respond to your disrespect, you seemingly doing the same as you both stood still as statues with gazes locked in a heated battle of wills.

Sevika’s men make the first move, one of the skinner ones darted forward with the clear intent to slay you down as his hand grips the handle of his knife. The muscular red headed woman next to you acted in kind as she also moved forward with her hand grabbing the gun that had been strapped to her thigh.

You both stopped the attacks in action. Sevika gripped the collar of the skinny man's shirt and threw him back into her small group huddled behind her while you simply raised your fist and the woman beside you halted and lowered her gun. The skinny man rubbed his bumped head and glared at Sevika while the muscular woman nodded and slotted the gun back into the holdster on her thigh. 

Sevika stared at you while you stared at her before suddenly you were walking towards her, until with a blink of an eye you and the red headed woman had passed the group with barely an inch between you, you exchanged one more cold look to sevika before you had passed her fully. The onlookers let out sighs of relief, knowing that they had missed what could have been a bloodbath.

“What the hell boss?!” the skinny man exclaims as the group continues to walk, trying to figure out their bosses intent “why’d you stop me?”

Sevika turns and gives the man a deadly glare, towering over the skinny man with a snarl on her scarred lips

“You never attack without my command!” Sevika barks out fiercely “understand me?”

“But she was disrespecting us” The skinny man grunted out, although with much less conviction than before when his intimidating boss wasn't burning holes into his head with her glare “we could have taken her out!”

Sevika’s glare harshens at his words and her body seems to become more tense as her mechanical hand reaches out and digs into the front of his shirt and drags him close enough so that he was looking directly into her angered.

“I don’t care if she was spitting directly into your fucking face, you never attack unless i give the command” Sevika snarls out, droplets of her sit landing on the skinny mans face because of her harsh volume and tone “we ain’t here to start fights over petty shit like that, especially with someone with that amount of influence around here, you understand me?”

The skinny man quickly nods his head, knowing he'd severely overstepped his station by questioning her and sorely regretting it. Sevika only grumbled as she threw him back into the group behind her before turning back around and continuing to walk.

“I just don’t understand why she gets a free pass” The man mumbles out with a sulking expression despite the warning looks from the other members of the group gave him “what makes her so special?”

Sevika simply lets out a sigh and continues walking the route to the last drop, not even sparing the man a look over her shoulder.

“Madame obsidian and Silco already have bad blood between them, we can’t afford to make it worse over something petty” Sevika explains stoically as she aggressively rams her shoulder against any onlookers who got in her way, desperate to cover up her previous weakness that they had witnessed “The Madame has too much influence for us to do that currently”

“How much influence can a brothel owner have?” The man scoffs out in disbelief.

“You’d be surprised” sevika grumbles out with a grim expression.

Sevika tunes out the rest of the group's rants and conversations for the rest of the journey. Her mind wandered back to you, the cold look you gave her as you passed. Your eyes, god how they’d changed so radically. What they once held of warmth and curiosity had now disappeared and left nothing but a hollow calmness and cold contempt.

It's true, Sevika enjoyed the respect she received, although sometimes she regrets what she had to give up in order to maintain it.

Your eyes looked so different from the night you had first met.

——————————-past———————————

It had been a great night for sevika.

She’d successfully overseen a large amount of shimmer making its way into Piltover, meaning Silco had a hefty bag of gold coins waiting for her on his desk when she returned. She’d decided to spend it on her usual vices as she made her way to one of the rundown bars near to her apartment, somewhere she could wind down away from the drama of The Last Drop.

She’d drunk whiskey neat and gambled the night away, cheating her way into winning most of her games. This, mixed with her sore winner attitude, made it so her opponents left in a huff as they’d slam their cards down and refuse to play with her anymore.

This made her consider packing the cards up, settling her tab at the bar and going to babbettes to pick some sweet looking girl to release her excessive energy onto. But something stopped her as she approached the bar to pay her tab.

She spotted you sitting at the bar, sipping some kind of sickly sweet looking concoction. Your dark clothing was dirty and ripped but that did nothing to distract from your lustrous figure and obvious beauty beneath the messed up hair and exhaustion. 

“Don’t you think it's a little dangerous for someone like you to be out here alone?” sevika asks stoically as she sits on the bar stool beside you “especially at night”

You don’t even look at her as you sip your drink before opening your mouth to respond.

“That a threat or an offer?” you ask calmly with a raised brow as you turn to face her

“Your choice” sevika offers stoically as she leans back in her seat to observe you, locking eyes with you

She eyes you with barely concealed lust, eyes obviously trailing from your muddy boots all the way up to your eyes. She notices a considerable amount of curiosity within them that lingers as you watch her trail your body.

“I’ll take offer” you say as your head tilts slightly in curiosity, similar to a puppy dogs, Sevika remarks to herself internally “I’ve had enough threats for one night”

Sevika’s face becomes slightly smug at your acceptance before signaling to the bartender for two of the same drinks.

“What are you doing drinking alone?” Sevika asks as she turns her attention back to you before eyeing your dirty torn clothing “on the run or something?”

“It's the undercity” you point out calmly as you sip your fresh drink “everyone’s running from something down here”

“That's vague” Sevika states somewhat suspiciously “trying to keep yourself a mystery or something?”

“It's not exactly smart to make yourself known to Silco’s right hand woman, now is it?” you point out with a raised brow and narrowed eyes

Sevika is slightly surprised at your correct observation, having it not exactly been public information where Sevika’s place was within Silco’s scheme at the moment. So having you guess it so quickly was certainly intriguing and almost suspicious.

“Clocked it when I heard your voice, you and your boss have had a few meetings at Madame Emerald’s brothel” you explain calmly when noticing her surprised look “you talk loudly in meetings”

“You're one of Emeralds girls?” Sevika asks, slightly confused on why she hadn't seen you working the floor on one of her various visits.

“I’m the Madame’s assistant” you answer calmly as you sip your sweet drink.

Sevika eyes your messy and dishevelled appearance before huffing out a slightly mocking laugh.

“You must be one of the madame’s favourites” Sevika assumes as she sips her whiskey, the implication thick in the air between the two of you.

“It isn't what your thinking” you clarify with a slight scoff “I don’t do brothel work”

“That so?” sevika says with a mocking tone “Then what do you do?”

“I told you” you point out calmly “i’m an assistant”

“Assistants a bit vague, don’t you think?” Sevika asks with a scoff

“So ask so i can clarify” you say in a challenging manner, a manner that would usually have sevika choking out anyone else who used it.

“Go ahead” Sevika says with a scoff and a challenging tone that rivalled your own “what do you do as her assistant”

You smirk at this as you place your empty glass on the bar and you lean forward slightly 

“I assist Madame Emerald with day to day tasks as well as meetings, business ventures, money handling” you list off calmly as you eye her curiously

“So basically you're her second in command?” sevika asks with a raised brow and an almost condescending tone “might as well be running the damn empire”

“Isn’t that what you do for Silco?” you fire back in a way that has Sevika questioning if your flirting back or if you're genuinely trying to pick a fight with her.

“Suppose so” Sevika states as her eyes narrow slightly and her tone becomes mocking “don’t think Silco would like that comparison though, considering old emerald isn’t particularly good at anything besides playing with the hearts of desperate men”

“Madame Emerald is smarter than this place gives her credit for” you shoot back defensively with a firm tone, your brows furrowing in a way that sevika finds just delightful

The bartender comes over to collect the empty glasses and you reach into your pocket to pull out a few coins for payment, only to have sevika slap your hand away before instructing the bartender to put it on her tab. This causes you to raise your brow at her.

“What exactly are you aiming for out of this conversation?” you ask bluntly as you put your coins away, becoming all too aware of the situation.

“What makes you think I'm aiming for something?” Sevika replies with an amused tone 

“Because you don't even know my name, yet your sat here talking to me and buying me drinks” you point out with a suspicious tone and narrowed eyes “no one does that in the undercity without wanting something”

Sevika lets out a breathy chuckle at your accusation before grabbing one of her cigarettes from her pocket and lighting it up.

“I think you know exactly what I want from you” Sevika states with a smug tone, blowing smoke gently in your face

“You seem pretty confident in how you think the nights gonna end” you scoff out 

“sweetheart , i don't think” Sevika says smugly “i know how tonights gonna end”

This elicits an irritated reaction from you as you let out a scoff before rolling your eyes and crossing your arms.

“I’m not gonna sleep with you” you state bluntly with a firm tone as you lean away from her, temporarily breaking the intense eye contact the two of you had been sharing

“What makes you so sure?” Sevika asks smugly

“Madame Emerald and Silco are business rivals and have a very intense hatred of each other” you point out with an obvious tone “sleeping with her assistant doesn't make you look particularly loyal”

Sevika bristles slightly at your words, always finding it extremely uncomfortable whenever her loyalty was called into question, especially after the Vander incident. She brushes those feelings away quickly with a mocking chuckle.

“Not gonna say that hasn't crossed my mind, but Silco doesnt tell me who i can and can’t fuck” sevika states smugly as she leans in slightly “so your free game in my mind, sweetheart”

“____” you state your name as you stand from the bar stool, correcting her on her pet name “my name, not sweetheart”

“Leaving so soon?” Sevika almost sounds disappointed as you get ready to leave, tipping the rest of her drink down her throat

“You’ll see me around” you state in a way that almost sounds like a promise as you make your way out of the bar, the interaction forcing a small, bashful smile  onto your lips.

Sevika sports her own grin at your words as she lets out an amused huff before slamming some coins down on the bar to pay her tab and getting up to leave.

——————————-present—————————-

Sevika shakes her head to rid her thoughts of you with a grumble and clenched fists as she approaches the Last Drop with the intention to get the work done and go home to drown her sorrows in some kind of bottle, hoping slightly that silco wouldn’t hear of your clear sign of disrespect. She can’t keep protecting you from his and his men’s wraith if you didn’t try and at least act civil with them.

Then again, after all they’d done, she’s not sure she’d act civil either.

Her mind thinks of the girl she had met in that bar, the one she’d determinedly pursued and the one who shut her attempts down but in a way that only made her want you more.

She thinks of the woman who you were now, cold and calculating with anger and sorrow behind every action.

How times had changed for the two or you.

Chapter two here

PRETTY GIRL pt.02

warning: reader calling sevika "daddy", stretching, sevika fucking reader infront of the mirror, not proofread.

The momen those three words left your mouth—Sevika completely lost her mind. Without warning, she crashed her lips against yours. Her tongue delved inside your mouth, tracing, exploring, and dancing with yours.

You let out a gasp, your moans getting swallowed by Sevika as she kissed you with passion and hunger.

She pulled away to catch her breath, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she saw your dazed face. "Fuck, you're so hot." she groaned.

"S-stop saying that.." you whimpered. Sevika frowned and sat up on the couch. "I thought we were through this, baby." she huffed, voice stern and scolding.

You looked up at her, guilt evident in your eyes. "I-.. I'm so-" you tried to apologise, but Sevika cut you off by pulling you up and sitting you between her legs.

You were now facing the mirror standing across a couple of feet from the couch, your eyes meeting Sevika's intense gaze.

"You're fucking beautiful." she whispered in your ear and licked your earlobe. You squirmed, feeling her hands roam around your body—your curves.

Sevika slowly lifted up the hem of your shirt, her fingers grazing your skin, until it reached the top of breasts. "So fucking pretty."

She unclasped your bra, her breath becoming more uneven when she saw your nipples perked up from the cold night air. Her hand grazed your tit, your eyes closing at the pleasure.

"Spread your legs for me, baby." she husked in your ear. You nodded, your legs propping up on the couch. "Good girl."

Sevika pushed your silk shorts to the side along with panties, a string of profanities escaping her mouth when she saw how soaked you were.

"Fucking hell.." she grunted, her fingers teasing and flicking your clit repeatedly. "Ah! Hmm.. fuck, Sevika.." you moaned, your mouth hanging open.

"Look at yourself, baby. Look how fucking beautiful your are." she tilted your head, forcing you to watch as her fingers teased your clit.

You whined, feeling your legs tremble when she slapped your clit. It wasn't hard, not hard enough to leave a sting. But it was firm enough to send electricity course through your body.

"P-please, Sev.. please." you pleaded and tilted your head to face her. She grinned, tauntingly. "Please what? Huh, pretty?" she cooed, her middle finger teasing your entrance.

"Please fuck me, please." you whimpered and pushed your hips forward to get her fingers to slip inside you.

Sevika chuckled at your eagerness, at how desperate you looked. "Since you're so good at begging.. I'm gonna fuck you. I'm going to abuse this pussy until you scream." she growled in your ear and punctuated her words by shoving three of her fingers inside your tight hole.

Your eyes rolled back, your back arching forward as you felt her thick fingers stretch your pussy out. "Ahh! Hnghh.. ahnn, f-fuck. Oh g-god.." you screamed, your body twitching when Sevika curled her digits—the tip of her fingers kissing your spot that made you see stars.

"Look in the mirror, baby." she ordered, her fingers slamming in and out of your flushed pussy. You tried to face the mirror, loud gasps and choked out moans escaping your mouth at how fast Sevika's pace has gotten.

"Good girl.." she drawled out and leaned down to press kisses on your neck. "See that? See how my fingers disappear in this tight cunt? Hmm?" she grunted, her hot breath hitting the side of your face.

You nodded, your hips grinding against her fingers. "Y-yes.. yes! fuck, yes.. Sevika!" you moaned, your teeth gritted when you felt your pussy tighten around her digits.

Sevika's brow quirked, her lips forming into a knowing smirk. "You're choking my fingers. Are you cumming, pretty girl? Hmm? Are you gonna make a mess on daddy's fingers?"

You gasped, your pussy clenching at Sevika's words. You nodded, firm and desperate as you tried to chase your orgasm. "Y-yes, daddy! Fuck, hnghh.. hmm, ah. I'm c-cumming!"

"Cum, then, baby. Cum on daddy's fingers." Sevika nipped at your earlobe, her other hand groping your tit as they bounced from her rough pace.

Your eyes rolled, and for a moment—you stopped moving, your pussy letting out streams of cum on Sevika's fingers. Sevika watched as you came, her eyes glinting at the sight of your fucked out face.

Your body twitched, chest heaving as you slowly came down from your high. "Haa.. hnghh, daddy.. hmm." you whimpered, your hips slowly grinding circles around her fingers.

"Good girl. Look at that.." she chuckled. "You're stretched out for daddy now, aren't you?" she smiled and pressed a kiss to your lips.

You nodded, your eyes looking up at her seductively. "You feel so good, daddy."

Sevika grinned and slammed her fingers inside you one more time. "I like when you call me that."

sevika masterlist

° one shots

mess around • part one • part two • part three

- it wasn't everyday you moved to the south, surrounded by cowboys and their women, but here you were, and your new neighbor simply couldn't get any more enticing

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.