genesisnova-09

[genesisnova-09]

Oh mother of holiness 😳

Pleaseee write for Sevika or Ambessa x virgin reader who finishes stupidly fast and gets all embarrassed about it!!!

⌇ FAST ノ—DRABBLE

strap , reader cums fast , mating press

ambessa was so rough with her strap as she had you folded on her expensive sheets, your pussy dripping and squelching so obscenely thanks to her brutal pace. “bessa! n-not so rough!”

you gasped out and moaned loudly but she didn't stop. instead she chuckled and went even faster if possible. you didn't know she could hit so deep when she had you folded in an easy mating press thanks to her much bigger body compared to you. her muscles, the ridges— the way they moved in the dim sunlight peeking through the window. oh you could cum from the sight of it all.

“bessa im cumming!” you cried out and your body shook in her hands before your legs fell to your sides, feeling like jelly. shit. that was a very quick orgasm. ambessa looked only slightly amused.

“that was fast, dear,” ambessa eased her strap out, resting the slick shaft on top of your pussy. “oh my goodness.” you hid your face with your hands to which ambessa laughed, shaking her head and pulled your wrists down gently. “come here,” and she kissed you.

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RULEBREAKER— NSFW

BULLY!SEVIKA X WRITER!READER

warnings— sevika has a dick, sex in a bathroom, blow job, fingering, virgin!reader, cum swallowing, implication of getting caught and round two

Sevika had sworn to herself with some sort of an unspoken oath to be the biggest menace your school's ever seen and she fulfils her role quite well. She was the biggest bully ever. Everyone in the school feared her so much it was almost iconic in a way. Sevika walked in the hallways of the campus like she owned it, a lazy smirk displayed on those dark lips of hers that you wished so hard would kiss yours.

But she didn't even know you existed, did she? Well, she liked picking on you since you both did maths classes together.

"Watch it, loser," Sevika drawled at a guy she nudged hard by her shoulder on her way inside the empty classroom. Her hands were in her pockets, her posture relaxed.

You stayed seated where you were, ignoring her and trying to focus on writing the fanfic you were working on, brows furrowed together in concentration. You were so deeply immersed in the rather confusing smut scene your virgin mind came up with, you didn't notice Sevika standing right beside you as she read a couple lines.

"What do we got here?" She snatched it up.

"Hey!" Your cheeks flushed.

Your eyes widened. There goes all your reputation and any chance to kiss her... That was the most childish sex scene a girl your age could've written, and now Sevika was reading it.

You wanted the ground to swallow you whole.

"You write like a virgin." Sevika commented, flipping through the pages.

"That's because I am a virgin." You replied, crossing your arms.

Sevika raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?" She then smirked. "I mean, you're not entirely bad looking." Sevika glanced at your little smut scene before she tossed the diary to the floor, "Maybe you should get some dick before you write these."

Your cheeks reddened further if physically possible and you scrambled to get the diary. You closed it, and looked after Sevika— you could never show your face to her ever again.

This was it.

A few days passed since the incident and you'd been back to writing your little smutty fics but you kept your head down and wrote the nastiest kinks you could come up with. It was to drown out whatever Sevika told you earlier.

You avoided her at all costs now and kept yourself occupied with writing filthy porn. It was a quiet afternoon and you were putting on chapstick in the restroom when suddenly you heard heavy footsteps and Sevika appeared.

Without any warning, she pinned you to the wall with one arm at the side of your head and the other hand held your chin, tilting it up so you'd meet her icy cold gaze, "You've been avoiding me, virgin girl."

You swallowed, all the words in your brain in a jumble. "U-ummm... I'm sorry I just—"

Sevika pulled your face closer to her own, "Embarrassed? Too ashamed?" She quipped, her nose brushing against yours.

You shook your head frantically, "I've been— I've been busy..."

"Oh yeah? Busy doing what? Writing sleazy porn?" Sevika backed up and crossed her arms, foot tapping against the tile floor of the restroom. "Show me."

"What?" You stared.

"I said, show me your writing, virgin girl."

"I'm not doing that." You said half-heartedly as you looked away.

"Do I look like I'm asking?" Sevika retorted.

Reluctantly, you handed her your diary, opened to the most recent scenario written out briefly. Her eyes scanned over the entire page, scrutinizing every letter before she muttered, "You're freaky, I'll give you that. But can you even do half the things you're doing in here?" She nodded to the diary.

"I'm sure I'll be pretty good at all that stuff." You said confidently although you knew it yourself it was all bluff.

Sevika smirked before she pinned you to the wall again, dropping your diary and grabbing your wrists up and over your head. "Is that so, doll face?"

You felt heat rush to your face and your heart thudded in your chest. Sevika was so close to you. You swallowed the saliva in your mouth before you leaned in without thinking and kissed her.

Only... You had never kissed a girl before.

Sevika got the gist, she parted from the kiss just enough for her to chuckle in your face before she kissed you again— ten times the vigor, her need for you dripping with every time her tongue twisted around yours. You pulled away, gasping for air, face flushed.

"You're lucky you're cute." Sevika said, eyeing your body down like a feral animal, "Kneel."

"Sev— what the—"

"You'll do what you did in your little sex story."

Sex story.

You bit your lip, feeling utterly embarrassed by the way Sevika addressed your fanfiction, but you obliged, dropping to your knees in front of her before you hesitantly raised a hand to rest on her crotch.

You felt a bulge.

Your eyes widened. It was a cock. A real cock.

"Oh my..."

Sevika's smirk twisted into something darker and she watched the way you innocently gawked up at her.

"Use your teeth, baby." She instructed.

You nodded and leaned forward, grabbing the zipper of her pants between your teeth and dragging it open before pulling her pants down using your mouth along with her boxers. Her cock sprung out— large, girthy, veiny.

In one word, intimidating.

"It's so big..." You mumbled, mesmerised before you leaned closer and wrapped your lips around the tip of it.

"Fuck, doll, there you go. You're getting the hang of it."

Sevika watched the way your mouth slowly took her lengthy cock inside, her eyes glinting with lust and mischief as she held your hair to guide you.

"Looking so slutty for me down there."

Your panties dampened further at her words. They were so cruel but you knew you loved it so much. You enjoyed her being mean to you. Sevika guided you to slowly start deep throating her shaft. You gagged a little, backing up. You glanced at her, and she gave you a nod so you tried again. You placed shaky hands on her muscly thighs, grounding yourself there in front of her— kneeling and worshipping her cock.

This time, you didn't gag and you managed to take her cock down your throat. Sevika chuckled, "Atta girl, ready for the real deal?"

You looked up at her, eyes questioning her silently. Sevika grabbed the back of your head and started bobbing your head up and down on her cock— fast.

Hard. Brutal.

Everytime her cock head slammed against the back of your throat, your eyes watered and choked on her precum and your own saliva. You drooled around her as you let her use your mouth to get off, face fucking you mercilessly.

Your fingernails dug deep into her thighs leaving crescent shaped marks as Sevika groaned. "Your throat's so nice and warm— fuck."

Your eyes closed, eyebrows curling up as you struggled to keep up, trying to catch your breath but it was hard.

"Unghhh!"

You whimpered around her length and she gave it one last thrust before you felt her warm seed on your tongue, filling your mouth up. Sevika's thumb hooked on your bottom lip, opening your mouth.

"Let me see," she cooed as she made sure your mouth was full of her cum before she said "swallow." You swallowed her semen, staring up at her with your glossy eyes and messed face. "Open," she opened your mouth to check, "Good girl." Her deep voice calling you a good girl. Oh, you could swoon. "Up."

You stood up, staring at her with curious eyes as she parted your legs. One of Sevika's hands held both your wrists over your head and the other found its way on your pussy.

"Warm and wet for me, yeah?"

"Mhm," you nodded shyly, gasping when you felt the calloused pads of her fingers rubbing your slick folds.

"You want my fingers?" Sevika nipped at your neck, leaving hickeys that screamed her name. Her territory. Her girl.

"Y-yeah, please, give me your fingers," you begged, your voice breaking at the end of your words. Sevika pressed her deliciously thick fingers against your slit and sunk them inside. Your pussy tightened around her digits, "Oh, they're big..."

Sevika chuckled, the voice low and sensual. "Let me fulfil your desires, relax for me."

You were melting in her arms as she set a comfortable pace for the both of you. Your eyes closed and you let your head hang back.

"Oh, imagine if someone walked in like this and saw my fingers knuckles deep inside your slutty pussy?"

"Please, no, that would be embarrassing..."

Your hole fluttered around her fingers making Sevika grin, she leaned in, her nose brushing against your jaw. You pushed back needily, grinding against her fingers, trying to get her to graze against your g-spot.

"Oh, sweet girl, they'd really eat that gossip up, wouldn't they? The quiet, shy, virgin girl humping the big, bad Sevika's fingers?" Sevika bit the side of your neck and you gasped, wrists almost moving out of place but then Sevika held them right and in place. "Are you close already? You're shaking."

Sevika stifled a cruel laugh, pulling her fingers out all the way before she sunk them back inside. Your juices ran down her fingers and wrist— messy. Your mouth opened, forming an 'O'. A gasp shy of a moan exited your mouth and your thighs trembled on each side of her hands.

"I am gonna cum— I think!" You whispered in her ear and your body locked in place, Sevika's last few thrusts were the fastest— coercing out your orgasm as pleasure waves coursed through your body like fire.

As you finally came down for the high, Sevika let go of your hands and cradled your face closer to her own. You stared at her with your tired eyes, making her cold exterior soften a tad bit. Sevika brought her slick fingers to her own mouth and licked your juices off, maintaining eye contact with you. You blushed, leaning against the cold wall behind yourself for support and balance.

"Meet me at my car." Sevika said, before she pulled her pants back in place, and winked.

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~Icy Determination~

Arlecchino x f reader oneshot

“Awe~ the knave has brought her pet?” A childlike sinister voice spoke within the room where they decided to speak of their next moves. Columbina looks at you then to Arlecchino for an answer who scoffs waving her hand dismissively. “I don’t have to tell you why I brought her here and.. she is not a pet she is my assistant, hold your tongue Columbina..” Arlecchino spoke the tension in the room now suffocating. “Hmph..” Columbina who stared at you for a brief moment walked towards you her stare tense.

“She’s not that important is she? Can she even handle being your ..’assistant?’” She smirked But the one thing she didn’t notice was your scythe materializing around her neck, the blade nicking her neck which bled slowly onto the midnight blue metal of your blade.

“Do you want to repeat that? You lowlife of a harbinger..? Or should I stop everything you want to say and stuff it in the back of that disgusting throat you have so you can vomit it out and never speak again.” You speak as ice materializes onto the floor of the meeting room making Columbina swallow thickly her head turning away from your face.

“I have overstepped..forgive me.” She dismisses herself as you lower your scythe, your eyes never leaving away from arlecchino’s as Columbina leaves the room.

“Ugh..” You dematerialize your scythe finally walking to the regrator handing him the notes on your report. He reads it over as he then whistles. “Very well done, that icy determination suits you.”

“As I’ve been told by capitano ..” your shoulders relax as you stretch. “Is that all you need from me?”

~ X ~

“You would’ve gotten yourself killed!” Arlecchino spoke her eyes burning into your own. It wasn’t the first time she got on you for protecting yourself, yet you didn’t take it too well either, your pride and determination speaks for who you are and she knows it very well.

“I would’ve had her goddamned head Arlecchino, I wanted to tear that disgusting head off her shoulders..I really fucking wanted to..” Your growled lowly as you stepped the last two inches in front of her face neither one of you backing down. Concerning it could’ve waited but she wasn’t letting you off easily.

“I can see it..I know you wanted to kill her but fucking think first..you’ve never seen her in battle, would you gone in blind?”

“If I had no choice I would’ve.”

She sighed as she watched you walk into your shared bathroom. “I really wanted her head..she’s lucky I had the patience to let her leave..”

“Y/n..”

“Save it Arlecchino..we will finish this in the morning..” she watched as you saunter into the bathroom your red lingerie teasing her as she shut the door.

“You little tease..” She muttered as she sat in her chair waiting for you to come out of the shower.

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I give all of my loves 💕

Hello darling!

I saw the post about plus size!reader not eating, and was wondering if I could request something kind of similar? I've always been super insecure over how skinny I am— bony joints and showing ribs. Could you write Sevika reassuring reader that she likes her even though she isn't smooth and curvy?

BONES AND ALL

— warnings : Comfort and reassurance after internalized body shame, Body image insecurity, Self-esteem struggles

Sevika sat on the edge of the bed, looking over at you with an expression that softened when she saw the way you were tugging at the hem of your shirt, almost as if trying to hide parts of yourself.

You were always so caught up in your insecurities, even when she never once gave you a reason to doubt her feelings for you.

"Hey," she murmured, her voice low but firm as she reached for your hand. She guided you to sit next to her, brushing a strand of hair from your face. "Why are you doing this to yourself again?"

You didn’t immediately answer. Instead, glancing away, your fingers still restless on your clothes.

She could tell you were thinking about all the things you're insecure — the bony joints, the ribs that sometimes peeked out from under your skin. To her, though, it didn’t matter.

“Dear…” Sevika began, her thumb gently rubbing your knuckles. "You think I care about your curves, or the lack of them?"

She smirked slightly, but her eyes were filled with warmth, softening the playful edge of her tone. "You think I don’t love you because you’re not smooth and soft? Bulshit."

She scooted closer, her arm wrapping around your shoulders, pulling you gently against her side. "Tsk, if i cared so much for a body, i would just date a manequin instead," Sevika continued, her voice steady.

"you’re more than you think your body is, and i love you, just the way you are. Those bones? They're part of what makes you... you. Hell, I’ve got scars and rough edges myself, but you’re still here, aren't you?"

You let out a shaky breath, feeling the weight of her words settle over you. She never seemed to mind the things you thought were imperfections. In fact, they felt like a part of your strength, a part of the unique person you were.

Her hand slid from your shoulder to rest over your ribs, not in a way that felt critical or uncomfortable, but protective, as if she wanted to remind you that she saw you fully, and loved everything about you—every little bit.

"You’re perfect to me. Don't let anyone... or your own damn mind—tell you otherwise." Sevika kissed your temple, the warmth of her lips lingering. "I like you this way. Just how you are."

You couldn’t help but melt into her embrace, the safety of her words wrapping around you like a blanket, making all your insecurities seem small in comparison to the enormity of her care for you.

"Now," she said, a playful glint in her eyes, "let's focus on something else, yeah? I’ve got dinner on the stove, and if you keep looking at me like that, I’m not sure I can resist taking you to bed instead."

Dinner was simple, warm and homemade, with the kind of spice Sevika always swore wasn't that strong but made your eyes water just a little.

She'd made too much, like always, scooping generous portions into your bowl without waiting to hear if you wanted that much. She didn't pressure you to eat. Just set it down in front of you and sat close at the little table. The sleeves of her button-down rolled to the elbow.

"So," She started suddenly, her voice cutting through the quiet, "this idiot at work today thought he could sneak a pistol past the checkpoint." She scoffed, shaking her head. "Tried to lie right to my face. Didn't even blink."

You gave a soft, neutral, "Mhm," and stabbed your fork into another piece of rice.

She leaned back in her chair with a dramatic sigh, lips quirking. "You should've seen the look on his face when I pulled the whole damn thing out of his boot. Thought he was slick."

She paused just long enough to see if you'd react. When you didn't, she filled the silence again. "Then Ran-remember Ran? Tall, dumb, talks like they've got marbles in their mouth?-they spilled a full pot of coffee on the main console. Sparks everywhere. Thought the damn place was gonna go up in flames."

You cracked the tiniest smile at that, but didn't speak. She noticed. She always noticed.

She didn't press you. Didn't ask why your appetite was slower than usual or why your eyes seemed a little dim tonight.

She didn't have to. She knew. And so she just kept talking, filling the space so your thoughts wouldn't have to. Kept the air light while her heart quietly worried.

Later, you curled up in bed beside her, full enough, quiet again. Your head rested against her chest, her shirt soft and worn under your cheek. Her hand gently cupped the back of your head, the other resting protectively along your spine.

She didn't say anything for a long moment. Just breathed slow and steady, letting the rhythm anchor you.

she held you there, fingers threading softly through your hair until you fell asleep, She loved you, all of you. And that was more than enough.

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Reader losing a bet against Ran. the punishment involves hexstrap 👀💜

⌇ BETTING YOUR PUSSYノ—DRABBLE

Z: I got you 💅🏻

Hexstrap use, breeding, scratching, biting, slight cnc, squirting

It was a stupid bet, you told yourself. As a silly way of consoling yourself for losing. Ran was smug about it and everything, slicking back their hair and smirking down at the way you glared at her over the glass rim of your drink.

“I told you, I'd win,” Ran rasped, leaning down so their plump lips were only inches away from your ear. You could feel the way their hot breath tickled your skin, making goosebumps rise on your arms.

You scoffed, “Just say you're hungry for pussy.”

“That, too,” Ran chuckled, “Fiery, I like that.”

You gave them a dismissive look before slamming your glass down. “Lead the way.”

The arrangement was that if you won the bet you'd get them to do absolutely whatever for you for the entire week and practically have them at your beck and call 24/7— alike to a servant. When you asked Ran what would happen if you lost, they said you'd have to let them hit it. Having sex with Ran wasn't exactly your weekend plan, but desperate times call for desperate measures…

Ran’s apartment wasn't anything fancy and that didn't bother you really. You followed them to their bedroom where you saw they had already cleaned up, bed ready for you. You glanced at her.

“Oh we're really doing this?”

Ran's smirk deepened, “A deal's a deal.”

You moved closer to the bed and zipped down your dress, leaving you in your underwear. Ran whistled, checking you out from where they stood before remarking:

“That is a very… interesting choice for underwear. You were ready for this, weren't you?”

“In your dreams.” You retorted, sitting down on the bed in your bra and panties. “Besides, this isn't fair, you have to strip, too.”

Ran chuckled, “Fair point, pretty,” they stripped down, slow as they maintained eye contact with you. After undressing, they opened the bedside table’s drawer, pulling out a rather thick strap.

“Y'know what this is, pretty?” they asked and you nodded.

“A hexstrap…”

You watched as Ran secured it around their waist and moved in between your legs, “You wanna be bred, doll?” Ran squeezed your thigh. You gasped, low and nodded.

“Yes, Ran, please.”

Ran's flesh thumb traced down your pussy lips and slowly pulled them apart to expose your twitchy slit. “Oh, my… you're gushing,” Ran commented. Your cheeks burnt red and you looked away, embarrassed. “Got so wet just thinking of my hot cum in your womb, huh?”

The hexstrap entered your pussy slowly, stretching your hole around every excruciating inch little by little before you gasped. “It's too much,” you said when it was midway inside, its purple shaft coating with your arousal and slicked.

“Oh, princess, it's barely all the way inside,” Ran gave you a dark chuckle before slamming it inside all the way.

“Too much, Ran,” you gasped, your pussy fluttering around the intrusion as you bite down at the curve of their neck to contain your moans, your sharp nails dragging down their pale back and marking your territory. “T-too much!”

Ran rammed their hips fast, the strap slipping in and out of you in fast messy strokes. You were a mess, your tummy bulging with each and every thrust as your toes curled. Your head was fuzzy with perverted thoughts and you stopped biting them, head lolling back with your mouth open. No words. Just gasps for air.

“Aw, look at you, breaking so well for me,” Ran tilted your head up so you'd make eye contact with them, “C'mon, tell me how good it feels.”

“Too good…”

“You're so incredibly right, fuck.” Ran panted against your ear as they placed one hand on the bulge formed on your abdomen. “Gonna fill your womb up with my cum, you'd like that, huh?”

“Babies…” you slurred, drunken from her cock, “Give me… breed me…”

Ran grunted, thrusting one last time and your body locked up squirting in sync with her filling you up.

“It's warm…”

“Yeah?” Ran smiled and kissed your neck, “Nice and full for me.”

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Excited for this 🤭🖤

I have this fic ready for y'all and my girlfriend's already read a bit and she says it's awesomesauce so... Tags? Comment!!!

[genesisnova-09]

God that’s beautiful 😍

えびふりゃ

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This deserves likes and part 2💜

Little Bird

Arlecchino x Valkyrie!Reader part 1

Note: I'm not really good a reader inserts, so read at your own discretion. The reader can be seen as any winged woman or a Valkyrie.

“Now for the premium Item of tonight's event!” Arlecchino watched as a cage shrouded in a curtain was wheeled on to the stage.

“What a fine specimen we have here to show you tonight! Such a majestic beauty! An Angel! The starting bid is 5 Million Mora!” The curtain was removed revealing a girl. The only notable things were that not only were her wrists and ankles chained but as well as the pair of wings that protruded from her back.

“7 Million!”

“10 Million!”

“12 Million!”

“13- no 15 Million!”

“27 Million Mora!”

“250 Million Mora.” The whole venue quieted as her voice echoed.

No one bid higher.

“Sold for 250,000,000 to #44!” The auctioneer announced.

It wasn't long before the event concluded and all the bid winners were instructed to the designated areas to pay and collect their winnings.

“You do intend to pay in full?”

“Of course, I was the one who decided the price.” She snapped her fingers and two operatives appeared holding cases of Mora which were then dumped on the ground.

“This seems to be the proper amount, does it not?”

“Fatui…” She watched as the man scrambled to collect even a portion of the currency.

“This is a transaction and you have received your payment. You will find that I tend to be a very impatient individual.”

“R-right this way.” The man quickly unlocked the cage, undoing the shackles on the girls ankles and wings.

“She looks malnourished.”

“She is stable, if properly sustained we wouldn't be able to keep her chained.” The man dragged the girl out by her still bound wrists. Her eyes were vacant but not dulled.

Arlecchino reached out tilting the girl's face up to study her. “You would be quite the damsel if you weren't so ratty.” She pulled her hand away, wiping it on a handkerchief.

“Take her to the house and bathe her, I have other matters to attend to.” She turned away.

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Help 😳

munch sevika pt.3

dom!sevika, sub!reader, facesitting, slightly insecure reader, sevika gets pissed

you’re shaking.

not from fear. not really.

just nerves and heat and the ache that’s been building all fucking night.

because sevika’s laid out under you—back against the couch, one arm lazily slung across her stomach, the other bent behind her head like she’s on vacation.

her shirt’s unbuttoned. boots off. cocky smirk on her lips like she planned this whole thing and she’s just waiting for you to get with it.

“what’s the holdup, doll?”

her voice rumbles from beneath you, low and thick like whiskey in a dirty glass. “you look like you’re about to pass out and we haven’t even started.”

you swallow hard. thighs trembling on either side of her head, dripping onto her chest, cunt soaked from how long she’s been teasing you—pressing slow, open-mouthed kisses to the inside of your thighs, humming against your skin, dragging those fucking teeth just close enough to make you twitch.

you want to sit on her face.

you want it so badly it’s starting to hurt.

but your brain won’t shut up.

“i… i wanna,” you murmur, fingers twitching against your own hips, nails digging in like they’ll hold the uncertainty back.

“i just—i dunno. what if you can’t breathe?”

sevika blinks.

and for a second she doesn’t say anything. doesn’t even move.

just stares at you with a look that could peel paint from the walls.

“…you serious?”

you glance down. nod, barely.

“that’s the fucking point, doll.”

“okay, but what if—” your voice falters again, softer this time. “what if i’m too heavy?”

her jaw sets.

not annoyed.

furious.

but not at you.

at the thought—the poisoned idea—that you’d even question if she wanted you like this.

“you think i’m not strong enough to take a little weight?” she says slowly, voice cool and tight. “you think this face wasn’t made for that pussy?”

your breath catches.

“no, i didn’t mean it like—”

“nah.” she cuts you off, sitting up a bit, eyes like storm clouds. “you think i’m just playing around here? you think i’d be down here begging for a taste if i couldn’t fucking handle you?”

“sev—”

“sit.”

your thighs twitch.

sevika’s hand comes up—her metal one—and cups the back of your thigh. she squeezes. hard enough to remind you who the fuck you’re dealing with.

“doll,” she said, slow and sharp, “i’m gonna say this once.”

“you ever call yourself too heavy again?

i’ll bend you over and fuck you so hard you forget what words even mean.”

your pussy throbbed.

“i want your cunt on my face. i want you to use me. if i can’t breathe, i’ll pull you down harder.”

you swallowed.

“now,” she growled, dragging you lower, breath hot against your dripping folds. “be a good girl,

and fucking sit.”

you open your mouth—maybe to thank her, you don’t even know—

but then she drags you down.

a sharp, final yank, and your thighs settle on either side of her face, cunt flush to her mouth, and you both moan at the contact.

she doesn’t wait.

doesn’t tease anymore.

her tongue is everywhere—hot, wet, greedy.

she licks you from entrance to clit, moaning like she’s been starving for it, like the taste of you is better than anything she’s had in weeks.

her hands grip your hips and pull you down harder, rocking you against her face, nose pressed tight to your clit as she devours you like you’re dessert and dinner and a fucking religion all in one.

you cry out—hips jerking—trying to lift yourself off because it’s so much, but her arms wrap around your thighs like steel.

“don’t you fucking move,” she snarls between licks, voice muffled against your slick cunt.

“you ride this face like i told you. you don’t stop ‘til you’re seeing stars.”

“sev—fuck, i—”

“grind on it,” she orders, tongue flicking your clit fast and brutal. “now.”

and you do.

you ride her face.

you fuck yourself against her mouth like you were made for it.

it’s messy. primal. filthy.

your juices drip down her chin, down her throat. your thighs tremble. your breath hitches. your hands clutch at her hair, nails dragging across her scalp. you feel her growl when you do it—feel it, right through your core.

and when you cum?

you scream.

not just her name—raw sound, ripped from your lungs as your body breaks over her mouth, as your vision shatters, as your hips jerk and your legs nearly give out.

but sevika doesn’t stop.

you’re panting. twitching. begging.

“sev—please—can’t—”

she just licks up your mess, spits it back onto your pussy, and licks again.

“told you,” she rasps, voice hoarse and soaked. “if i can’t breathe, i’ll pull you down harder.”

you go again.

sobbing this time.

and sevika doesn’t let you up until you’ve cum twice more, collapsed and boneless and wrecked above her—your body trembling, cunt swollen and twitching, thighs streaked with her spit and your cum.

she finally lets go.

just enough to breathe.

but when she looks up at you—lips glossy, eyes wild, jaw slick with you—she grins.

“too heavy, huh?”

her tongue flicks out.

“fucking try me.”

editing acc: @sevikastr4p on tiktok

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sevika fingers you

pt.2 to sevika inspects your pussy

tags: rough fingering, dumbification, squirting, some degrading talk, mean dom sevika

she didn’t dive in.

not yet.

instead, sevika pulled back just enough to take you in, really take you in: spread out on her table, skirt bunched around your hips, panties shoved aside, trembling under her gaze like a storm had cracked you open. and fuck, the smirk on her face? it was pure sin. like she’d already decided how many ways she was going to ruin you.

“you’re so fuckin’ easy, huh?” she murmured, voice gravel-thick and lazy. “soaked and i barely even touched you.”

her hand dipped again between your thighs, and the contact was everything. rough fingers sliding through your slick heat, dragging slowly through folds already throbbing. her hand looked obscene down there, big and battle-worn, knuckles nicked, callouses scratching just barely as she toyed with you. she circled your clit once, and you gasped, back arching so hard you nearly slipped off the table.

“fuck,” sevika muttered, watching how the tiny swollen nub jumped under her thumb. “that all it takes, huh? this little thing’s so fuckin’ needy.”

she pressed again, firmer now, rubbing in slow, tight circles, and you gushed. It was visible, that burst of wet slick that glistened against sevika’s knuckles. you slapped a hand over your mouth, gasping.

but sevika caught your wrist with her free hand and pulled it away from your mouth.

“no. I wanna hear you.”

her voice was rough. commanding. a little hoarse from the smoke and the sheer need simmering just under her skin. “don’t you dare fuckin’ hide from me, doll. not when you feel this good.”

she continued circling, rougher this time, pressing into that little bundle of nerves with the side of her thumb while her other fingers teased lower, stroking the outer lips, dragging through the wetness, spreading you open just to look.

“shit, you’re so wet,” she muttered. “bet you’d suck my fingers right in, wouldn’t you?”

and she tested it, just the tip of one thick finger breaching you, not even pushing yet, just feeling that pulsing slick heat twitching around your entrance.

you moaned again, broken and breathy, your thighs trying to close unsuccessfully.

another rub. another squirt of slick. it ran down the inside of your thigh, and sevika’s eyes burned watching it trail.

“gushing like that every time I hit just right,” she growled. “fuck, it’s hot.”

she shifted her angle, pressed the flat of her thumb against your clit and rubbed tight, fast little circles, and fuck, you sobbed. your body jerked, hands grabbing at sevika’s shoulders for balance, your thighs spasming.

“mm. that’s what i wanna see.”

sevika was relentless now. two fingers slid inside, not slow anymore, but deep. and you cried out, head thrown back, arching so hard your breasts bounced with every breath, nipples flushed and so fucking pretty.

you clenched around her with that velvet heat, tight as a vice, wet as sin.

“you’re squeezing me so fuckin’ hard, baby,” sevika hissed, voice unsteady now, wanting. teetering between restraint and raw hunger. “keep gushin’ like that, and i’m gonna make this a fuckin’ habit.”

you wanted her to. badly.

and when she found that one spot inside, that perfect, swollen spot buried deep that made you go slack-jawed on the first hit? the one that made your eyes flutter and mouth part in a soundless moan like you've just been blessed?

sevika zeroed in.

“ohhh, there it is,” she growled, her smirk turning ruthless.

and then? she hammered it.

fingers curling just right, pressing into that sweet little patch of heaven over and over and over, stroking it with the kind of precision that could only come from a woman who knew exactly how to destroy. her other hand gripped your waist, holding you down, because poor you was jerking off the table now, hips trying to escape the pleasure like it was too much.

“you feel that?” sevika snarled, breath hot against your ear. “right there, huh? that’s where it hits, doll? that’s the fuckin’ button?”

she curled again, deeper, rougher. and you screamed. your fingers clawed at sevika’s arm, head rolling back, and for a second you didn’t even know where you were.

“yeah. that’s what i fucking thought.”

sevika wouldn’t stop. her fingers moved like pistons, steady, hard, brutal in their precision, slamming into that spot again and again while her thumb kept tight, ruthless circles on your clit. slick sounds filled the room, obscene and wet, every pump of her fingers making more gush, more slick, more mess.

“you’re so fucking wet for me,” sevika snarled, voice gone deep and growling. “drippin’ all over my fuckin’ hand. I could drown in you, you know?”

you were wailing now, legs trembling, head tossing, trying to speak, trying to say something, but the words kept breaking apart.

“can’t even talk, huh?” sevika chuckled darkly, bending down to bite at your throat, sucking hard enough to bruise while her fingers never let up. “dumb baby. so fuckin’ cockdumb on my fingers already.”

her palm was soaked. you was gushing on every thrust. your thighs spasmed violently, toes curling in those pretty little panties still clinging to one leg.

“and all this…” sevika muttered, panting against your neck, “from my fuckin’ hand. what d’you think’s gonna happen when I use my mouth, huh? or my strap?”

she twisted her fingers just a little, angled mean, and you convulsed, a full-body shudder.

“you gonna squirt for me?” sevika whispered, dirty and low. “gonna make a fuckin’ mess on my hand, filthy girl?”

you sobbed, barely able to nod, and sevika growled, licking the shell of your ear.

“that’s it. fucking take it.”

she pistoned into you faster, thumb never relenting on that aching clit, while your voice broke into wild, desperate moans. your thighs slammed shut around sevika’s wrist, trapping her there, trying to ride it out, but Sevika just forced them back open with brute strength and kept going.

“you asked for this,” she snarled. “wandering around all sweet, all soft, smelling like fucking heaven—doing that little lip thing, talkin’ all nice…”

another hard thrust, another scream.

“actin’ like you didn’t wanna get ruined.”

and then you arched. back bowing, mouth open in a silent cry. as your orgasm hit. it slammed into you like a wave, crashing through your whole body, legs locking around sevika’s arm, hands clawing at her back, gushing down her fingers in thick, wet pulses that made the woman groan into your skin. you were still wet, pretty pussy twitching in slow, involuntary flutters.

“there it is,” sevika purred, still fucking you through it. “there she is. that’s my girl.”

and you?

collapsed. boneless. wrecked.

exactly how sevika liked it.

this might be the best thing ive ever written holyy

tt: @sevikastr4p (go follow!!)

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Beautiful 😍

sumiko

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I had to bring this back thank you @mikae1o for making a good one for our Arle ❤️

Too long

pairing: Arlecchino x wife!reader

tw: kissing, neck kisses, hickeys, Arlecchino with a dick, fingering, cunnilingus, rough sex, squirting, Arlecchino missed her wife, Arlecchino begging if you squint, Arlecchino in love :P

word count: 2.4k

context: After being sent away from her wife for a month she finally comes back with a lot on her mind.

It wasn't rare for Arlecchino to be sent away on harbinger duties. Most of the time she is gone for 5 days, a week, 10 days? But it's never been a month.

When Arlecchino heard the news she herself was flabbergasted, I mean how could she stay away from her dear wife? The old Arlecchino wouldn't have minded, but now? She surely had a problem. She tried to bring it up with the Tsaritsa but nothing. So on her way she went.

The day she had to part ways with you she gave you a long passionate kiss. She didn't want to pull away. You had to literally claw at her to pull her off of you.

"I'll be back before you know it," she said as she left. One month. It shouldn't be that hard, right? Yeah, it shouldn't! The month will fly by and she will come back to lay in your arms. Well, that's what she thought at least.

The second Arlecchino arrived at the hotel she would be staying at, she missed her wife. She changed clothes quickly and flopped on the bed, but all she could think about was you. Your touch, your lips, your warm embrace and your very warm cunt squeezing her. She groaned as her pants tightened uncomfortably but she didn't dare touch herself. Not without you here. All she did was shut her eyes and sleep, well, at least try to.

The month was passing by really slowly for our poor Arlecchino. She couldn't even pay attention to the meetings she was having without thinking about you. She wanted you, needed you. During this time she has also had a lot of accidents such as her pants tightening at the tiniest thought of you even during the meetings. But every night she wouldn't dare slip her hand under her pants to relieve herself. To her it felt like she was betraying you. Every time that would happen, she would just force herself to sleep.

Finally. It was the day she would leave. She couldn't wait. Getting to see her dear wife after so long. The whole way there she was smiling to herself.

The minute she arrived she rushed inside of your shared house. She searched for you in every room and then she came across your bedroom.

"Ah, honey! You're finally back-" she didn't let you finish your sentence before she pounced on you and pulled you into an embrace.

"My love, I missed you so much," Arlecchino said as she kisses you.

"I missed you too, my dear," you exclaim happily. You stayed like that for a while, wrapped into each others arms until Arlecchino's kisses started to become more fierceful as she started to grind against you.

"My love, please..." was all she could say to you.

"A-Arle? Are you quiet alright?" you asked but she didn't respond, though you understood what was wrong. Your husband has had a long month and you could feel it through her pants.

"Oh, my dear husband has had a long month hasn't she? Well, go ahead, my love-" that was all she needed as she ripped off your clothes and started to leave marks all over you. She grabbed your thighs, spreading them as wide as possible as she fell to her knees in front of your cunt.

"So pretty..." Arlecchino said as she licked a long stripe up your soaking slit. She continued to lap at your pussy as she slid two of her fingers inside of your cunt. Her fingers immediately found your g-spot and she started to attack it. Her tongue swirled around your clit then she sucked it harshly before she slid her fingers out and stopped all her movements, denying you an orgasm.

"A-Ah... Hah... Wait! W-why did you stop..." You cried out as she got up.

"I'm sorry, my love but I need to have you now," she said as she slipped down her pants to reveal her aching cock standing tall with precum at its tip.

"I've waited for so long..." she exclaims as she crawls on top of you, hoisting your legs around her hips as she presses her tip against your opening.

She pushes inside fully, spreading you open around her cock. Not wasting any time she immediately starts to ram your insides, bed slamming against the wall. She kisses your neck, marking it with hickeys as she continues to pound you. Your moans got louder and louder as her groans did the same. She nuzzled her face in your neck and bit harshly to prevent any more embarrassing sounds that came from her mouth. Her pace didn't slow down at all, it only got faster. The feeling of your cunt squeezing her was making her go insane as she continued her assault against your g-spot. The sound of moans, grunts, pants and skin slapping each other filled your bedroom. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, consumed by pleasure. You're close and she can feel it.

"A-Arle! Please! So close!" you exclaim as your moans get louder and your back arched.

"Go on, my love. Come for me," she says as she starts to rub your clit fiercely. In minutes you're squirting all over her moaning her name loudly.

She pulls out and flips you on your stomach. You turned your head around to look at her, but her strong arm pushes your face into the pillows.

"We're not done yet, my love..."

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Take Me Down (A little bit harder now)

Synopsis: Your ex, Arlecchino, wants to make things right. ... Or does she?

Characters: Arlecchino x AFAB!Reader

Rating: Mature

Content Warnings: Dubcon (bordering on noncon), use of alcohol and drugs, Reader is drugged/drunk throughout almost the whole thing, mention of a strap-on, suggestive themes without outright smut

Word Count: 3.0K

A/N: Wrote this last summer and cross-posted it from my AO3 account.

Headers are sourced from Pinterest

Just what had made Arlecchino so distant to you?

You tried to make this relationship work, you really did. But eventually, the stoic attitude, the backhanded comments and the late-night texts got to you. As such, you gave up on deciphering the motive behind Arlecchino’s slowly deteriorating interest in you and took the initiative.

Moving out of your shared apartment and removing the hearts from her username in your contacts was the first big step. Getting over it was the second.

And in your defence, you had been making some great progress. You immersed yourself in your work – even going as far as to request that you do overtime –, rekindled a few past interests of yours – from sewing and painting to collecting candy wrappers and magazine cut-outs – and made an effort to hang out with your friends some more.

The cocoon felt warm and familiar, but you could not stay a caterpillar forever. And the reflection smiling back at you had nothing but pride for your dazzling new wings. Such a specimen would make for a remarkable addition to an entomologist’s collection, had you fallen into the wrong hands.

~

The crisp sensation of old yellowed pages between your fingers did little to unease you. Your mind was fixated upon copying word after word on a fresh sheet of paper, adorned with red and blue lines. Your day couldn’t feel more casual.

A familiar pair of footsteps entered. Leather shoes against the freshly-mopped tiled floor. Your sensors weren’t too alarmed until a familiar voice coughed politely.

“Ahem… uhm, miss? There’s someone here to see you.”

You raised your head, meeting with the shy expression of one of the interns; Ganyu. She pushed her glasses up the rim of her nose, its hinges held together with duct tape. You set your pen down, leaving just a faint blue smudge on your palm.

“Really? I wasn’t expecting any visitors.”

The girl shrugged, raising a hand to rub the sweat away from the back of her neck.

“Well, I wouldn’t know. She insisted that you meet her outside as soon as you can.”

She? Your first assumption was that Hu Tao, Xiangling, Xinyan or all three had decided to drop by for a surprise visit. Going out for milkshakes once every week or so was a staple of yours.

Either way, you’d never find out for yourself had you stayed there and theorized about it. So, you fixed the collar of your shirt and pushed your swivel chair back.

“Alright, I’m going. I won’t take long. Tell Keqing that I’m almost done with the old reports.”

~

Clad in a fancy suit and leaning against her car, with a packed bouquet of sunflowers in her arms, was none other than your estranged ex, Arlecchino. Her hair was combed neatly, black streaks perfectly aligned with the white, there was not a single dent or crease on the fabric of her clothes and her lips were painted the same sharp black her hands were submerged in. She was there with intent, and anyone who passed by could tell so with a single glance.

The moment you stepped outside, the world that had been spinning and twisting like a kaleidoscope came to an abrupt stop. You were face to face with a weed that had been plucked from your garden months ago. Yet there she was, smiling at you as though the two of you had been apart for no longer than a day or two.

Before any sense of rationality could grab a hold of you, you found yourself stomping over to Arlecchino with your hands clenched in fists and your eyes narrowed. A vile glint of delight flashed over those crimson Xs within her ebony pupils. The height difference was still the same.

“Y/N, my dear” she purred. Her voice was just as sultry, alluring and luscious as your wretched gut remembered it. A row of pearly white teeth peaked between her lips; work of her signature lipstick. “It’s a pleasure to see you again after so long. Would it be bold of me to assume that you’ve missed me? If so, I’m willing to ease your grief in exchange for a hug.”

A frustrated hiss escaped you. You had already made the mistake of giving her the time of day. Might as well show your claws to her.

“Don’t give me that shit. What the hell are you doing here?” you spat out.

Arlecchino sighed, not even one bit amused at your antics. She raised a hand, claws brushing against your cheek tenderly. Your aggressiveness was no more than a childish tantrum to her, it seemed.

“My, my. Is this a proper way of speaking to me? You look at me as though I’ve defiled you.”

A layer of gooseflesh rose in the wake of her claws. A blue screen of death flashed inside your brain for a split second before you snapped back to reality.

“You can’t just show up like this after months of radio silence. I thought I made that clear when we broke things off. Least you could’ve done was send a text.”

She huffed, doing a rare eyeroll of hers. “I know you’re not petty enough to block me, dear. But I wanted this to be a surprise. And besides…” Her voice trailed off as she proudly presented the bouquet to you. “… I got you a little gift. Your favourites, yes?”

Your gaze slipped down to the flurry of sunflowers in Arlecchino’s arms. Each and every single one of them was carefully picked, you could tell. Their yellow petals seemed to be facing you, searching for their source of sunlight. Indeed, sunflowers have always been your favourites.

“I…” you found yourself at a loss for words. The flame within you was quickly reignited once you realized that flowers make for no form of bribery, no matter how pretty they are. “Don’t try that. I’m not interested in reconnecting, and I don’t hook up with exes either.”

Your defences did little to discourage Arlecchino’s spirit. A single click of her tongue only served to irritate you further.

“Come now, dear. I came all the way here just for you.”

She paused for a brief moment. Her expression softened ever so slightly. Such vulnerable cracks on her tough exterior used to be reserved for your eyes only.

“I know you didn’t ask me to come. But I’m not here to test your patience or plead with you to take me back. I simply wish to make things right between the two of us.”

You did not add anything to this. You kept your hands crossed, eyes focusing on the oh-so interesting pavement beneath your feet. But Arlecchino’s ever-so watchful gaze did not fail to pick up on your steadily blossoming buds of second thoughts. She kept pushing.

“I’m aware of my wrongdoings during our relationship and how much I hurt you. Which is why I’d like for the two of us to spend some time together. You won’t have to face me ever again, but I want us to depart on good terms.”

A long, painful pause followed. Your half-lidded eyes were foggy with memories of the past. As bitter as you were about the whole thing, you couldn’t deny the fact that you had loved Arlecchino a lot. A lot of things for multiple different reasons got in your way, effectively pushing you to make that final decision. But it was quite a shame. You couldn’t just stay resentful forever. Washing away the acid that burned through the fuzzy blanket of your love couldn’t be a waste.

You sighed softly, letting your hands fall to your sides. “What do you have in mind?”

You didn’t see it but the Knave’s lips curled in a pleased smile. You didn’t know it but you were dancing perfectly to the rhythm of her meticulously planned score.

“I was thinking of taking you out for lunch. You wouldn’t be opposed to some spaghetti, would you?”

Your muscles involuntarily stretched into a grin. “No, not at all.” You looked up at her once more; all signs of hostility now vanished. “I’m open to being on good terms, if that’s what you want. Just… let me go wrap things up in the office.”

Arlecchino gingerly handed over the bouquet to you. The cellophane crackled faintly in response to your touch. You couldn’t help the puppy-like sparkles in your eyes.

“I’m glad to hear that.” She purrs. “And don’t you worry about the bill. I am a gentleman, first and foremost.”

~

You were dumb. You really were.

You should’ve noticed that the moment you ordered a second glass. Or the moment the familiar crimson of Dandelion wine gained some uncharacteristic pink hues. Or maybe even the moment you made yourself comfortable in the passenger’s seat, blissfully unaware of the night you’re about to experience.

But you were in too deep, and it was rather late into the night. So, when you stumbled out of that restaurant with an arm over Arlecchino’s shoulders and her hand on your waist, you were too dumb to notice. A cocktail of alcohol and some other chemicals was swirling inside your skull, boosting your veins with energy and making your eyes blurry. Your clumsy footsteps were a product of inebriation, yet they were on par with Arlecchino’s increasingly tense choreography.

“Hey, Arleeeee.” You slurred. “Wanna come over to my house and plaaaaay?”

A hiccup and a drunken giggle left your lips as you accidentally stepped on your escort’s shoe.

“Careful, darling” she mused, unable to hide her pleased smile. “You’ll end up flat on your face if you keep this up.”

You couldn’t care less at the time. You hadn’t experienced the joys of inebriation for months and those additional chemicals were making you giddier than ever. Your mind was submerged in murky waters, unable to remind you of who is leading you to her car right now.

To Arlecchino’s delight, everything was going according to plan. Sure, she might prefer her darling sober but the clearheaded you would never agree to follow her back to her apartment for some late-night festivities. She sighed in a faux melancholy as she sat you down in the plush seat, gingerly strapping you to it.

“I hope you don’t mind me taking you back to my apartment. It wouldn’t be wise to let a drunken young lady stammer back home on her own.”

You giggled again, relishing in this state of wooziness.

“Me? Nah, of course not.”

Poor, stupid you.

Arlecchino hummed in satisfaction, settling in the driver’s seat next to you. With a flick of her keys, the car whirred to life and slowly backed out from its parking spot. Soon enough, the two of you were zooming down the street and past the neon lights adorning almost every building in the vicinity.

You tilted your head to the left, lips parted with need. The discreet scent of wine escaped along with your quiet yet laboured breaths. Arlecchino gave you a short-lived glance, hiding a pleased smirk past your cloud of awareness.

“What is it, dear?”

Your lips formed an O before pressing together in a fine line, smudging away what little remained of your cherry lip gloss. You narrowed your eyes, trying to string a sentence together.

“Hey… like, you’re so hot. Are you single by any chance?”

Arlecchino couldn’t help the faint chuckle that blossomed in her chest. Her eyes focused on the gleaming traffic light before you, its blazing red colour pulsating much like her anticipation. This had been a long time coming.

“I’m flattered, little one. But you could say I’m taken. I have already set my sights on someone, you see.” She teases.

You groaned in defeat, throwing your head back and slumping your shoulders.

“Dammit. And here I was hoping I’d score another chapstick lesbian.” You lulled your head to the side, eyeing Arlecchino with an empty yet solemn gaze. A hazy fraction of a memory resurfaced. “Hey… you look a lot like my ex, y’know?”

Arlecchino squared her shoulders, tensing ever so slightly. It was too early for the drug to start wearing off. The light flashed green and she stepped on the accelerator with a little bit more force than necessary, causing the tires to screech against the road.

“Really?” She uttered between gritted teeth and clenched the steering wheel.

You smiled innocently and beckoned forward, hands clasped between your thighs.

“Mhm! You should’ve seen her… she railed me so good. Now I can’t even make myself feel good.”

You sighed melancholically and lazily leaned your head against the window, idly watching the city go by. Arlecchino sighed in relief, regaining her unbothered façade. Seems like you had yet to make the connection.

“She sounds interesting. Tell me more about her.”

Your lips curled in a drowsy grin, more than willing to indulge your mysterious escort in a ego-stroking session. And to your blissful ignorance, she would indulge you in a different kind of stroking session as a reward later on.

“Hmm… well, she was tall, strong and just looked so fucking good. She smelled like ambers, cedarwood and some kind of manly cologne. She had a… uhh, whaddya call it? A strap, yeah. It was so fucking good.”

Arlecchino’s heart picked up the pace, sending an involuntary shudder within her. Perhaps this is what reminded her of her attraction to you. Your ability to keep her guessing and shake her to her core, even when donning the skin of a sweet innocent lamb.

Well… two could play at this game.

“How intriguing…” She mused, lips quirking up even more so. “I had quite the unforgettable ex too, you know? Shame that she broke up with me.”

You perked up, eyes widening in curiosity as you glanced back at her. “She broke up with you? But you’re so hot!”

You huffed in frustration, already angry at this hypothetical ex-girlfriend, wholly unaware of the fact that you see her face everyday in the mirror. “What a bitch”, you muttered under your breath, pouting for added effect. Arlecchino couldn’t help but snicker at this as well.

“Indeed. She was quite the difficult one. Stubborn and impulsive. But I could never stay mad at her.”

You rolled your eyes, a gesture that only made you even dizzier amidst the hailstorm of lights surrounding you.

“How edgy. If I were her, I’d just let you hit again. Like, c’mooon!”

That was exactly what Arlecchino had been waiting to hear. A form of affirmation. A fleeting joke that she could take as a yes.

And she was quite in luck. Just a sharp U-turn later and she was manoeuvring the car down the polished road leading to the underground parking lot of her apartment building. The screeching of the tires bounced off the walls and echoed from corner to corner. Arlecchino hastily slotted the vehicle in the nearest spot available, not caring about her abysmal parking job in the slightest.

It wasn’t long before her claws were wrapped taut around your wrist, tugging you along to the elevator. You stumbled behind her, struggling to get your bearings together. The world was more confusing than ever.

The next time you saw your face was in the greasy mirror of the elevator, rosy and disoriented at it all. It occurred to you that you did not recognize yourself. The plume of fire that burnt so strongly within you fizzled out within moments, leaving you with a foreign vessel and a demented mind. Only the tall and slim figure besides you seemed familiar. If you only could…

Your malfunctioning train of thought was derailed when Arlecchino wrapped her arms around you and squeezed you again the wall of the elevator. Her lips found yours, colliding in a way that made fireworks explode in the back of your eyelids. Your senses went into overdrive as all of you was consumed by all of her. The remaining traces of dandelion wine were swept away by her tongue, invading your mouth with its lingering taste of burnt coal. Your ears ringed as you melted against her. There was nowhere to go that wasn’t her.

The kiss lasted for what felt like forever. When Arlecchino pulled back and detached her lips from yours, you were left seeing stars. Her heart swelled with a wave of possessive desire upon taking this sight in. She had you right where she wanted you.

“You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted you. To have you back in my arms, where you belong.”

At this, something cold and rational crept up your spine and nestled itself in your heart. In the back of your head, rising amidst the flurry of alcohol-fuelled blood clots and liquified drugs, was the real you. The real, sober you. And she was trying to look past the mist, to really focus on the woman before you. And she was all too familiar to her.

Arlecchino picked up on this quickly. The playful ignorance of the substances in your system was subsiding. A tiny yet omnipresent you was trying to make her way back to the surface and defy her once more.

No, she could not let you slip between her fingers once more.

Not wasting a second, Arlecchino viciously attacked your neck, sinking her teeth in your supple flesh once more, piercing through your heartbeat. You winced in pain and pleasure at the same time, digging your nails in the back of her coat, unaware that the rebel in your head had sunk back to the bottom of your gut.

Sobriety would come eventually. Arlecchino knew damn well you would hate her the moment you’d come back to your senses. But she didn’t care. She wanted to savour this. To pretend that everything was fine between the two of you. To play dollhouse with a dumbed down version of you.

And despite what came next, she’d take you back. And she’d remind you of who you belonged to from the very beginning. You never had a choice, after all.

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月月鳥人

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Evelyn from Zenless Zone Zero, wearing an evening dress. Part of my latest art pack. You can get access to the full pack on my itchio digital store!

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😳 Evelyn ~

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Oh mercy ~ ❤️

Hello, could I request a fic where reader is a power bottom and likes to boss Sev around during sex telling her exactly what to do and punishing her if she disobeys?

Listen To Me

Sevika x Power Bottom!Reader

Strap sex, power bottom!r, nipple clamps, biting, Reader compares Sevika to a dog, condescending!Reader, lowkey ass...-

★ "Come on, do it for me," you said as you watched Sevika shakily positioning the strap head against your slit, she was tired.

She had been fucking you raw for so long but your sex drive was insatiable and she couldn't even blame you for it.

How could she? You looked angelic, splayed on the sheets with your eyes half lidded and your lips held that smirk that spoke volumes of your control over her.

Sevika moved forward, and the strap buried into your pussy. Your pussy clenched around the toy, a delicious slurpy noise sounded in the room. Sevika groaned and pushed forward, the toy burying upto it's hilt inside. You cried out, hand moving to grab the curve of Sevika's ass.

You giggled. "Come on, make me cum again," your legs raised up, wrapping around her waist and pulling her closer to yourself.

★ Sevika huffed a pant of exhaustion, sweat trickling down her brow.

"I can't." She whispered.

"You can," you said simply, arching your back and moving in sync with the strap, Sevika hadn't stopped but her thrusts were slowing down. "Thrust properly."

"I really can't—"

"Oh, come on," you rolled your eyes.

You grabbed the chain of nipple clamps off the table and clipped them into Sevika's nipples, a smug grin on your face. Sevika gasped, the sound low but deep. She looked down where her sensitive nipples were clamped tightly between the teeth of the little metal nipple clamp set.

She swallowed, watching as you tugged on the chain slightly making it jingle.

"Don't do that, they're sensitive."

"Don't tell me what to do," you said, chuckling before tugging again this time harsher, "Just fuck me like you know you want to."

You pulled the chain, making Sevika wince but follow through, her hips moving and thrusting the silicone cock deeper into your cunt.

★ "Fuck," you cussed, smirking at Sevika when she bit the curve of your shoulder, inhaling deeply. Your scent, your musk.

That's all she needed really. You tugged at the nipple clamps, and she bit down harder.

Sevika's hips snapped forward and you cried out, the knot building at your lower abdomen finally snapped and you came undone all over her strap.

"There we go, not so hard now, was it?" You giggled.

Sevika growled, low as she obliged silently, you pulled the chain making her move slowly, her strap stretching your your used hole.

"You look cute like this, listening to everything I say like a good dog should."