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Hey, i was thinking about g!p sevika roughly fucking reader's pussy and mouth, and even jerking off during the day but she uses readers ass as a cum dumpster all day, keeping all the cum inside with a plug. At the end of the day sevika fucks readers ass🥴 could you do it?

MEAN DOM!SEVIKA with an extreme breeding kink—

WARNINGS: sevika has a dick, blowjob, cream pie/breeding kink, anal, masturbating, anal plug, handcuffs, cowgirl position, cum stuffing, cum swallowing, doggy style position, dacryphilia, thigh slapping (slight), smoking, cnc, mating press, degradation, rough overstimulation

Mean dom!sevika who fucked your mouth so hard you almost lost control over your teeth. You were gasping for air around her thick, girthy cock as you choked over her huge shaft.

"You look so good when you're all fucked out like this." Sevika grunted.

"Nnnngh..."

You deepthroated her and heard the soft moan that left Sevika's lips, her head was tilted back in pleasure. You glanced up, staring at her through your lashes as you continued sucking her off.

"Such a good little throat," Sevika grabbed your hair, wrapping her palm around it and made you take her length down your throat. You choked a little, gagging but managed to keep your composure. Your tongue swirled around her flushed tip.

You felt her shaft twitch inside your mouth, you blinked away tears. Your cunt throbbed too and then your mouth filled with warm semen. You almost choked on it, the sudden liquid filling your mouth up. A little of it beaded at the corner of your lip and threatened to fall out, Sevika yanked her length out and slapped your cheek with it.

"Swallow, all of it."

You gulped the thick cum down, your tongue already aching for more. You poked your tongue out, licking off the little bit that overflowed out of your mouth. "Mmm..."

Sevika grabbed your jaw, tipping your bottom lip down with her thumb to check the inside of your mouth, she made a clicking sound with her tongue in approval, "good girl," she smirked, "get on the bed, hands and knees."

You crawled into the bed, your ass up and elbows pressed down against the mattress. Sevika chuckled, grabbing your wrists in one hand of hers and the other clicked a pair of handcuffs open.

"Here we go," she muttered softly and cuffed your wrists together with the headboard of the bed.

"Baby, please," you whispered, "fuck me, breed me..."

"Such a cumslut," Sevika squeezed your ass and moved onto the bed behind you. The mattress dipped behind you, and you saw her shadow looming over you.

Her hips snapped forward and you gasped out loudly, "it's so big!"

Sevika laughed, "baby, you take my dick every other day," she thrusted her pulsing length deeper into you.

The tip of her cock brushed against your cervix making your pleasure increase a hundredfold. Your head lolled forward and you drooled, wrists tugging against the metal cuffs helplessly as your pussy squeezed aorund her.

"Sevika..." You sobbed.

Sevika grabbed your hips tightly, "gonna knock you up, yeah? Fill you up with my little ones," Sevika thrusted one last time until you felt her seed filling up in your womb. You gasped for air and weakly pulled at the cuffs.

"O-oh..." Your pussy was twitching and your legs felt numb when Sevika pulled out slowly.

"Keep it inside," she said, her voice low. A command.

You clenched. "Yes, Vika..."

"That's my good girl," she grabbed your throat, not applying pressure but just holding you there to depict the amount of power that she held over you right now, "now it's your ass's turn."

Mean dom!sevika had been fucking you for hours and you felt sore. "Come on, honey," she tapped your thigh, "ride it," she leaned back and smoked her cigarillo.

You whimpered, "c-can't..." Your asshole throbbed in overstimulation, your hands braced on Sevika's broad shoulders as you rolled your hips. "It's so big inside and I'm so full..."

"Come on, doll, don't be ungrateful now..." Sevika laughed, leaning back and blowing the smoke directly at your face.

"Oh, goodness..." You took a deep breath and started moving slowly, your eyes rolled back.

Sevika smirked slowly as she watched your slow movements, she flicked the ash off on the ashtray. She stared at your pathetic attempt for a while before she decided it was enough playing around—

"Bounce, bunny, bounce." She slapped your thigh.

It was like your body responded to her command before you did. You tightened your grip on her shoulders, "yes, Vika..." And you started—

Your tits bounced up and down as your eyes squeezed shut. You gasped, "Ah... It's a lot, it's so big inside," your asshole tightened around Sevika's shaft and your hand let go of her shoulders to brace on her muscular thighs instead. You moaned loudly. It was so loud and the way your asshole squelched— it was almost pornographic causing Sevika's libido to only heighten.

"Squeeze again," Sevika ordered.

"Fuck!— ah!— Vika, I'm gonna—"

You squeaked, your body tensing up when you felt her warm semen filling your rectum. It filled you up and then seeped out from around where her cock was inserted in your ass.

"I'm so full..." You whined out.

"It's good, isn't it?" Sevika squeezed your thigh.

"Ha... Just a lot," you wiped at your tear-dampened cheeks with your hands, "I want more..."

Sevika pulled out, pushing you back onto the bed on your stomach. Sevika stubbed her cigarillo out and got behind you, between your legs. You hugged the pillow, holding onto it for dear life— then you heard a wet sound. You craned your neck around, blinking at her. Sevika's hand was around her cock, moving in fast paced strokes.

She moaned— strong and deep. Straight from the check. You bit the pillow, your ass slowly raising up in the air.

"Inside... Please, inside..." You begged softly, your word barely a whisper even.

Sevika chuckled, "still want my load?"

"Yes," you whimpered, shaking your ass in the air.

Sevika gasped, the sound soft. Then she did it— stuffed her cock right inside your stretched asshole, making you cry out into the pillow. You felt the warmth of her cum, it made you feel so content.

Mean dom!sevika slipped a silicone butt plug in your ass slowly, letting your rim stretch around the bulbous object.

"Mmm..." You clutched the sheets as you felt the sudden intrusion. "It's gonna slip out..."

"Better hold on, then," Sevika gave the base of the plug a gentle kiss before she picked up a new cigarillo, lighting it.

"Baby," you whined and rolled over on your side. Your thighs were quivering. Sevika chuckled and grabbed your thighs, gently massaging them as her calloused palms ran over your skin. You were now on your back, chest heaving up and down.

"Yeah?" She squeezed your thigh, "what's wrong, sweet cumslut?"

You pouted, "my tummy feels full..."

"Is that right?"

Sevika squeezed your breast, her fingers toying with your nipples. She blew the smoke through her nose, taking a deep inhale. Your head tossed from one side to another, slowly trying to thrust your hips up in a desperate attempt to get some friction.

"Vika, please, baby," you tried, tears shining in the corners of your eyes.

Sevika's gaze flicked down before she rubbed your tummy instead, a condescending smirk forming on that stupidly hot face of hers. Your legs went numb and all you could think of was getting your holes pounded even harder. Perhaps even to senselessness.

"You want my dick, don't you?"

Sevika pressed slightly, and you clenched around the plug. You werent really that full that it would dribble out despite the plug but you clenched anyway— not wanting to disobey in any way or form. You nodded in answer to her question.

"Alright, alright," Sevika, without warning, grabbed the base of the butt plug and yanked it out. Your breath hitched and you felt the first little trickle of her semen coming out of your now gaping asshole. "Aww, look," Sevika traced the reddened, sore rim of your rear end, "looks like I broke your little butthole." She taunted.

"You're so mean..." You mumbled just to cry out once you felt Sevika's hard length poke against your asshole. "N-no! I've had a lot already—"

Sevika wasn't listening, she was pounding. You screamed out, your throat sore and achy but fuck— Sevika knew how to thrust. Like she just absolutely knew the perfect fast pace and just how hard to go. Her previously stuffed semen dribbled out through the side of her shaft.

"My loose cockslut," Sevika laughed, grabbing your thighs and shifting your calves to rest on her muscly shoulders, "you're leaking my precious baby juice everywhere."

"Then stop fucking me so hard, Vika!—" you moaned, head thrown back, the column of your hickey-covered throat exposed.

"You can't even speak," Sevika taunted as she bottomed out with a brutal pace.

"I'm too sensitive..."

You complained but Sevika wasn't listening, her hand held the under of thighs as she continued fucking into you with vicious efficiency. Your moans slowed down to sobs that were barely audible now as you leaked all over her cock and the bedsheets. Your eyes were rolled back, the whites only visible now as you let Sevika fuck you into oblivion.

"Gonna give you another load, ready, slut?"

You murmured a breathy, "yes, Vika, fill me up..."

The next load was weary, but it was still fulfilling. You felt most of it leak out because of how overfilled your ass was though. Your breath stuttered, body shining with sweat all over. Sevika gently pulled out and sat back for a bit, "you okay, love?"

You smiled at her, faint but it was right there, "mhm, just need a breather."

"I'm so proud of you," Sevika leaned in and kissed you.

"Mmm... You taste like smoke..."

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The Wolf's Bride: Chapter 14

Masterlist, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13

Fandom: Arcane: League of Legends

Pairing: Ambessa Medarda x Targaryen-coded Princess Reader

Words: 3895

Synopsis: You face the consequences of your treason

Warnings: References to torture/beating, dub-con, forced/coerced pregnancy, HexStrap (r! receiving)

The fire crackled low in the hearth. You sat on the end of the bed, hair loose, eyes fixed on nothing, hands resting by your hips. The silence had grown so heavy you could feel it pressing down on you.

Ambessa stood at the window, her broad shoulders rigid, hands resting on her metal belt as she stared out into the black sky above Noxus. She hadn’t spoken since entering the room hours ago.

That scared you more than anything.

Finally, she moved.

Her blood-speckled boots were quiet on the stone floor as she came closer, looming over you as you sat. You tensed, clenching your jaw, but didn’t lift your gaze.

“You’ve had a week to think,” Ambessa said at last, her tone level. “I trust you’ve realised by now that your little stunt accomplished nothing. The conquest will still take place; Nockmirch will fall.”

Your lip curled faintly, your voice raw. “You think you’ve won. You think this is over.”

Ambessa crouched slightly, one massive hand catching your chin, forcing you to look up into her dark eyes. “Oh, little wife,” she murmured. “I always win. And you’re right; this isn’t over. Yet.”

You pulled your chin away, but Ambessa didn’t seem to mind. She straightened to her full height, turning toward her side of the wardrobe. From within she pulled out a heavy wooden crate you'd never known was in there, setting it carefully on the desk.

Your nerves prickled, the hair on your arms standing up.

Ambessa opened it, lifting out a strap you hadn’t seen before. Black leather, and cold Noxian steel carved with runes that glowed a familiar blue, faintly humming as she laid it carefully on the table for you to see.

“What’s that?” you asked quietly.

“A tool from that inventor in Piltover. This,” she said softly, “is how we will end your little rebellion, once and for all.”

Your eyes watered. You started to shake your head, not even understanding what Ambessa meant. “No. Whatever that is, no. I’m not-”

She cut you off with a sharp drum of her fingers on the crate’s lid. “You will. Or…” She let her words hang for a moment, then added, “I’ll start with Siya.”

You froze.

Siya was alive.

Ambessa saw the change immediately - the way your shoulders stiffened, the faint flash of horror in your eyes. The General stepped closer, her voice dropping lower, more dangerous.

“She’s so fragile, down in the dungeons. After everything she’s been through. It would take so little to snap her completely. Then I’ll make sure you never see Baelon again. After that, I’ll reduce Valyria itself to ash and rubble. Burn your people’s legacy, and salt the earth until nothing can ever grow there again. Would you like that?”

Your breath hitched, eyes filling with tears. “No, please. You-you can’t-” you tried, but even to your own ears, your voice was thin and weak.

“Oh, I can,” Ambessa said simply, leaning in close, her shadow falling over you. “And I will. Unless you do what I tell you. Unless you finally – finally – stop fighting me, and give me what I want.”

Her hand moved, resting flat and firm against your stomach.

“Bind yourself to me properly. You’ll carry my child and rule by my side; still as Queen, as you are now. But by my side. Or you can watch your city burn, and your precious little maid will die screaming.”

You squeezed your eyes shut, your hands curling into fists. Your stomach turned over, nausea rising in your throat from rage, from fear, from helplessness.

Ambessa’s thumb brushed your scarred cheek almost gently, though her words stayed sharp.

“Say it,” she murmured. “Say you understand.”

You swallowed hard, your voice breaking as you whispered, “I…Understand.”

“Say you'll do it.”

You hiccupped through tears. “Yes. I'll do it.”

“Say you’ll stay.”

“I’ll stay.”

Ambessa nodded, satisfied. “Good girl.” She turned back to the table and picked up the ominous strap, feeling its faint thrum of power. “Then stand up,” she ordered. “We begin tonight.”

You sat frozen for a long moment before you finally pushed yourself to your feet, every muscle in your body tense and shaking.

Ambessa watched you with a dark, quiet triumph.

Your knees locked, your gaze fixed on the gleaming steel and leather in your Wife’s hand. There was something almost alive about it.

She tilted her head, studying your face with a kind of detached fascination, as though she were watching a bird struggle in a snare.

“Do you understand now?” she asked softly. “Do you see how pointless all of this was? Your scheming, your defiance, your little games. You’ll never get away from me. You’ll never be anything but mine.” Her voice dropped even lower, almost a growl. “And now, you’ll give me what I want.”

You flinched as her hand came up, cupping your cheek, but there was no strike. Just the heavy weight of her palm, tilting your face upward until your eyes locked.

“You’re going to watch,” she said. “You’re going to feel every moment of this, and you’re going to remember. Every time you even think about betraying me again, you’ll remember how helpless you are right here. Right now.”

The strap in her hand hummed as she set it on the bed, then began to undo her armour piece by piece, eyes never leaving yours.

“Undress,” she commanded.

You hesitated, and Ambessa’s hand clamped down on your jaw, forcing your lips apart slightly.

“I said undress, little one.”

Heart thudding, you obeyed, fingers clumsy as you slipped your dress off your shoulders, unlacing the corset you’d tied in the front, leaving you bare in the cool air of the room. Ambessa, meanwhile, finished with her armour, setting each piece aside with deliberate care, until all she wore was the ominous strap now secured around her hips.

It gleamed faintly in the firelight, strange, foreign, and threatening.

Ambessa let her eyes wander over your body for a long, heated moment. “Lie down.”

Your knees hit the mattress as you scrambled back onto it, lying there stiffly, your hands on the bed by your hips. You watched as she walked to her side of the bed, picking up a vial of oil from her bedside table.

Ambessa walked back, settling between your legs at the end of the bed. She kept her eyes on yours as she slicked up the glowing shaft, towering over you in silence. One of her hands rested heavy on your thigh, fingers flexing possessively as she positioned the strap’s tip at your entrance.

“Do not look away,” she murmured darkly. “Not for one second. I want to see it in your face when you finally understand that you belong to me. That everything you are – even this,” she pressed the strap in just enough to make you gasp, your back arching, “-Is mine to take.”

You swallowed hard, your nails digging into the bedding as Ambessa began to press forward, slow and deliberate. This new strap was a bit bigger than her usual strap; cold and unyielding as it entered you.

“There’s no escape,” she said, her voice almost gentle now, but with an edge of iron. “No scheming. No betrayals. You’ll stay right here, with me. And you’ll give me what I want, little Wife.”

Her hips rolled forward, filling you completely, and she saw the fight drain from you, little by little. Saw the tears sting at the corners of your eyes, saw your breath catch as your body betrayed you and opened to her anyway.

Ambessa leaned down, her mouth by your ear now, her tone a quiet, brutal promise. “You’ll carry my child,” she murmured. “And every time you feel it kick, every time you look at your swollen belly, you’ll remember this night. You’ll remember who owns you. And you’ll never dare try me again.”

She straightened just enough to meet your eyes again, her thrusts deepening, her hand holding your throat.

“That’s it,” she said lowly. “Take it. Watch me. And don’t you dare forget.”

You couldn’t look away. Not from the fire in her eyes, not from the cruel certainty there, not from the truth you were being forced to face now, stripped bare in every way.

And she didn’t let up, didn’t soften – just held your gaze, claiming you over and over, until there was nothing left to say.

The fear was still there – sharp and cold in your belly – but your body betrayed you anyway, heat coiling low until you couldn’t stop it.

You hated yourself for it.

Something about the strap elevated the sensations inside you. It wasn’t vibrating; it was humming, buzzing with energy and power. Your hips arched into Ambessa’s as pleasure overtook you, a broken, choked cry escaping your throat.

Her dark eyes narrowed slightly, her smirk deepening as she watched you come apart on the strap, felt you trembling under her hands. “That’s it,” she murmured, almost in mockery, leaning in to press her lips to your temple. “Even now, your body knows who owns it.”

You finally turned your face away, biting back another gasp as Ambessa rocked into you once, twice more before stilling completely as she groaned out her climax, the strap pulsing inside you.

For a moment, there was only the sound of the crackling fire and your mingled breaths.

“You’ll carry my child,” she said quietly, her tone measured. “You’ll lie under me every night until your body learns its purpose.”

You didn’t reply, throat too tight.

Ambessa’s eyes softened almost imperceptibly as she leaned in and tucked a stray lock of hair behind your ear.

“You’re mine,” she murmured, her lips ghosting over your scarred cheek. “All of you. Forever.”

A few hours later you sat at your vanity table in the bedroom, pale from your days of confinement and the evening spent under your Wife and her new contraption. Your hair was freshly washed and falling in damp waves around your shoulders. Your brush moved slowly through the long white strands as you numbly readied yourself for bed.

The door opened without announcement, as it always did now.

Ambessa entered. Her face gave nothing away, only cold authority.

You straightened, instinctively tense. You waited. Waited for her to give her next threat, or instruct you onto the bed for another round with her glowing strap.

Ambessa said nothing at first.

Then she moved aside.

Siya stepped into the room.

You gasped and stood instantly. “Siya-!”

Your friend looked almost unrecognisable. Covered in bruises, one eye covered in thick white bandaging, some stitches in a cut on her jawline. But she stood, shoulders square, gaze soft.

You ran to her and pulled her into a tight, trembling hug. “What did she do to you?”

Ambessa spoke, her voice flat and final. “Siya is returned to your service.”

You tearfully glared at her, eyes blazing with disbelief and fury as you cupped the back of Siya’s head, holding her to you like a mother to a child. “What have you done to her!”

Ambessa continued, ignoring your outrage. “Baelon is sleeping now, but you can go to him in the morning, before you resume holding court.” Her voice was quiet but sharp with implication. “We move forward.”

Then she turned and walked out, the doors closing behind her.

You held Siya tighter, your combined quiet breathing the only sound.

Neither of you said anything for a long time.

But you both knew things would never be the same again.

The steam danced gently over the marble tub, infused with the scent of lavender and lemon. The chamber was silent. Warm. Almost peaceful, if not for the pain hanging between you.

Siya sat with her back to you in the bath, arms curled loosely around her legs. You’d taken down her long dark hair, strands drifting like ink in the water after you’d rinsed it and washed it thoroughly. Bruises all over her body had started to darken. Faint tremors ran through her limbs as the heat soothed the deeper aches.

You sat on the rim around the tub, sleeves rolled up, gently running a cloth over her back.

Neither of you spoke.

You dipped the cloth again, then gently wrung it out. You moved to the welted lash-marks across Siya’s upper back. Your hands shook. You didn’t try to hide it.

You murmured, voice tight, “Did she do this herself?”

Siya didn’t answer immediately. Then, quietly, “Rictus did most of it. She took my eye.”

You sobbed softly, your lip trembling.

“She was angry, not thinking. I’d said a lot of things she hadn't wanted to hear. She just wanted to break something that mattered to you.”

You closed your eyes, swallowing hard. You dipped the cloth again, gently cleaning dried blood from Siya’s spine.

“I should never have asked you to carry that letter,” you whispered.

Siya turned slightly, just enough to glance at you with her remaining eye. “Don’t say that.”

“I’m supposed to protect you,” you choked, brushing hair from Siya’s neck.

She reached for your hand under the water, tenderly squeezing your fingers. “You always have. Don’t let her take that from you.”

You looked down at the marks on your friend’s skin, severe enough that they will undoubtedly turn to scars. Slowly, you reached for a fresh cloth unmarred by blood and grime. You began washing Siya’s arms, carefully dabbing the deepest gashes that had, thankfully, been stitched.

Your voice cracked. “She could’ve killed you.”

“But she didn’t.”

“Only because she knows I’d never forgive her,” you whispered.

“Exactly. Even now, you still have that power over her. If you were truly powerless here, she wouldn’t care what you think of her.”

The silence between you stretched. You rinsed the cloth one final time and carefully poured fresh water down Siya’s back, washing away the last of the blood.

“She took your eye,” you said, your voice barely above a breath.

Siya finally looked at you directly. “She didn’t take what matters.”

The great stone doors groaned open as you entered, draped in a deep red dress for court. Your shoulders were squared, your chin held high, every step deliberate across the stone floor.

Baelon slept quietly against your chest, his head nestled in the curve of your collarbone, wrapped snugly into the soft cloth of the baby sling. One of his tiny hands peeked out from the fabric, fingers twitching in a dream. A few guards glanced at him, then quickly averted their eyes when they saw the hard edge in your expression.

Court had already begun to murmur.

Warlords and merchants alike took note of your return. Whispers fluttered along the chamber like leaves on wind:

“She hasn’t been seen in over a week…”

“Was it true, what happened to her maid?”

“Looks well enough for someone supposedly locked away…”

You moved to your chair atop the dais, settling in without comment. Your dress draped elegantly around you, Baelon still secure against your chest. He stirred faintly but did not wake.

A warlord from a minor House stepped forward, chest puffed up with self-importance. “Your Grace,” he said with a shallow bow of his head, “We have awaited your return. Might we ask…Whether the rumours are true?”

“What rumours?” you asked smoothly, keeping your tone light but unyielding.

“That your maid was caught aiding foreign agents. That she was interrogated. That…You were also questioned.”

You gave him a practiced smile, your hand gently cradled Baelon’s head. “I was not questioned. I was tending to personal matters regarding my son.”

He was visibly sceptical. “And the maid?”

“She remains in my service. That is all you need to know.”

He hesitated.

You lifted your chin. “If she truly had acted against Noxus, do you think the General would not only have allowed her to live but to continue to serve me?”

He considered your lie – not that he knew it as such – then bowed again and retreated without another word. You turned your gaze across the room, sweeping from left to right.

“Are there any matters of state that need attention this morning?” you asked, clear and crisp. “If not, let us adjourn.”

A silence hung for a moment before the first merchant stepped forward to present a petition. You listened intently, engaging as you always had – thoughtful, diplomatic, sharp. You passed judgments. You countered aggressive posturing with calm certainty. You made it look effortless.

You were back. Composed. Commanding.

And though they didn’t know what had passed behind closed doors, every person in the room could feel it:

The Queen of Noxus was not broken.

It had been almost three months.

Three months of the same nightly ritual: the glowing strap. The heavy weight of Ambessa on top of you or behind you as she pounded this new strap into you. Sometimes she made you ride it as she held your hips, not letting you stop even when your thighs burned and your rhythm suffered. You didn’t know how it would work, but Ambessa was certain it would put a baby in your belly.

You couldn’t believe it would work, but she was convinced.

A few weeks ago, you started to notice changes.

The way your stomach turned at the smell of your favourite morning tea. The way your breasts ached when Siya tied your corset. The bone-deep tiredness that clung to you, even after you’d slept for a few hours during the afternoon, something you never needed before.

Even you couldn’t deny it anymore. Something was wrong.

That morning, you insisted on seeing the physician. Ambessa wasn’t with you, she was training in the yard. You had two guards outside the door, as you stepped into the sterile-feeling room deep in the military wing of the citadel. You’d never been to this part of the stronghold before, looking around the room with both fascination and anxiety. It had machines in it you’d never seen, all pristine and in immaculate condition. Valyria had nothing like this.

The lead doctor, a reserved older man, regarded you with mild curiosity as you described your symptoms. “It may simply be stress, Your Grace,” he said, “But I will run a few tests to rule out anything serious.”

He stuck something sharp in the crook of your elbow and extracted some of your blood, handing the small vial to a nurse.

Then, to your confusion, he gestured for you to lie back on the padded bench as the nurse brought over a strange, bulky contraption you’d never seen before.

“What is that?” you asked warily, regarding it with suspicion.

“It’s called an ultrasound machine,” he said, matter-of-fact. “It allows us to look inside the body. We can detect problems with organs, blood flow, muscles and joints. In your case, I will use it to inspect your womb.”

Your stomach clenched. “Womb?” you echoed, your voice small. “Why…Why do you need to do that?”

“Your symptoms could indicate pregnancy,” he replied simply, as if there were no possibility of misunderstanding. “If you could pull up or open your dress; I need your stomach to be bare.”

You raised an eyebrow, snapping a little testily, “I’m wearing a corset, doctor.”

He raised an eyebrow back at you in response to your attitude. “In that case, I’m able to check internally. You’ll need to lie back and open your legs.”

You nodded stiffly, doing as he instructed. You pulled your dress up above your waist, clenching the skirts and flinching as he inserted something inside you.

He and the nurse looked at a monitor as he moved whatever it was inside you. After a few seconds, he spoke again.

“Yes, Your Grace, you’re pregnant. Approximately seven to eight weeks along.”

He turned the monitor to you, showing you a black and white image that made no sense to you. He pointed to a spot on the image, but you couldn’t differentiate anything.

“What are you pointing at?” you asked in confusion. “We…Valyria doesn’t have this technology.”

“Of course, Your Grace. This is your womb – your uterus – here.” You nodded, even though you didn’t understand. “All this black is the amniotic fluid-”

“What’s that?” you questioned.

The doctor looked at you as if you were joking.

The nurse covered quickly. “During pregnancy, your womb fills with liquid, to cushion the baby.”

You nodded numbly.

“And this white-grey blob here-” he pointed, but you couldn’t make out anything specific, “-Is the foetus.”

“Baby,” the nurse explained.

You chewed your lip. “And you’re sure? It couldn’t be anything else?”

The doctor shook his head firmly. “No, Your Grace. This is, without question, a healthy and developing pregnancy.”

You exhaled, slow and shaky. But there was no surprise in your face.

No anger.

Just a quiet sadness settling over your shoulders like a heavy cloak, and a faint quiver in your lips.

You didn’t say anything at first.

Didn’t move.

The physician cleared his throat softly. “The General will be pleased; she informed me of your desire to conceive a few months ago. It seems that Piltover technology she acquired actually worked.”

At that, you gave the faintest of bitter smiles as you just looked up at the ceiling. “It seems it did,” you said simply.

The doctor withdrew the device, handing you a cloth to wipe yourself with. “Do you have any initial questions?”

You cleaned yourself off, then sat up slowly, lowering your dress back into place, hands folding in your lap. “How long will the sickness last?”

“It should start to ease by your twelfth week.”

“Another month,” you groaned.

“There are teas that can assist with it,” the nurse added. “You need to keep up your appetite.”

“No alcohol either, Your Grace. And no more corsets.”

You raised an eyebrow. No corsets or wine? Was this just Noxian custom? Nevertheless, you nodded dully. “And the fatigue?”

“That should also start to improve in your second trimester.”

You lifted your head. “What’s a trimester?”

Before the concerned doctor could answer, the door opened.

You all already knew it was Ambessa.

The General filled the doorway, tall and commanding as ever, her armour gleaming faintly in the morning light. You could feel her presence without even turning your head.

The doctor bowed his head slightly. “General,” he greeted respectfully.

Ambessa stepped closer, her gaze sliding from you to the machine’s monitor, then back to the doctor. “What is happening here? Is the Queen ill?” she asked, her tone clipped but expectant.

He cleared his throat and gestured faintly toward the screen. “Her Grace is with child,” he confirmed. “Roughly seven to eight weeks along. Healthy so far. A good start to the pregnancy.”

Ambessa’s lips curled into the faintest smirk at that, her eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction.

You finally looked at her then.

Ambessa watched you for a long, quiet moment, then stepped forward and reached down, her hand cupping the side of your face. Her thumb stroked over your scarred cheek, ignoring how you flinched.

“Well done,” she praised. “Exactly as I intended.”

You didn’t pull away.

You just sat there, still and quiet, and let your Wife hold your face, let her thumb brush idly over your lips.

After all, there was no point fighting anymore.

The war was already lost.

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licealiceeee · 3 days ago

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Both my YCH commissions came throughhhh

Both by Mayrdella on Instagram <3

Makes me giggle when I look at them 😌

Update: I now have a pre-reserved slot on her next batch lol

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licealiceeee · 4 days ago

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dark!mean! ambessa who’s so misogynistic and abusive- not just mentally but also physically to her trophy wife!reader who’s like really really young, naive, and is soooo in love with ambessa and takes it all… like basically ambessa being condescending, mean, and rude to her and overly sexualizing her even when the reader tries to talk normally of different things to her, taking her anger out of on the reader… some smut following this would be nice tooooo like i want them in different scenarios and hcs would be good too whatever you like

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐲

TOXIC!AMBESSA MEDARDA X TROPHY WIFE!READER

TAGS: manipulation, extreme power play, control kink, size kink, TOXIC!AMBESSA MEDARDA, romanticised physical and mental abuse, dark psychological content ahead, age gap, angry sex, cowgirl position, manhandling, dacryphilia, cunt slaps, jealousy issues, hickeys and biting, doggy style, mirror sex, bulging

SYNOPSIS: You thought maybe you needed an older woman in your life to feel fulfilled but you didn’t expect Ambessa Medarda to be so cruel and twisted in ways that you found… arousing. She manhandled you however she wanted to and you didn’t fight her on it. You couldn’t, you were so much smaller and vulnerable compared to her and you didn’t mind that. Even if it got physical.

WORD COUNT: 1.5k words

── .✦ “You’re going to wear that to the biggest gala of the year?”

You turned, checking out the backless patterns of the dress hugging your figure in the mirror, “yeah, what’s wrong with it?”

“Everything,” Ambessa gave the glob of your ass a firm squeeze, “you want everyone to see all of this?” She smacked it.

You yelped, “I didn't— I didn't think it was that revealing…”

“Oh it is,” Ambessa leaned closer, grabbing your chin— not gently but firm enough to remind you who's in control, “and you're mine, you'll be mine forever,” she brought your hand up, the one that had her ring on your finger, “see? We are bound together for eternity.”

Ambessa let that sink in, there was silence in the room for a long while and you could hear your heart rate pacing up from the proximity but then she leaned back and continued fixing her own outfit as if she had not just made you feel inferior to her.

You looked back at the mirror. It was a bodycon, yes, but only your back was bare and it wasn't even that deep of a neck either. Considering how extravagant the galas Ambessa went to were, you thought this was a perfect fit. You swallowed, looking at the jewelry on the table surface that you'd picked out according to the dress, then you looked back at Ambessa. Maybe if you pleaded just right…

“Bessa, baby,” you tried to gently paw at her arm, “I really like the dress.”

“You don't seem to understand, do you?” Ambessa glanced at you, barely.

“Baby, I—”

She sighed. Exasperated.

You felt her arms hook around the under of your knees and the other around your shoulder, you squeaked, “Ambessa!”

She set you in front of the mirror, pulling the sleeves of your dress down and exposing your bra-clad tits.

“You want to show everyone this body?” she cupped one and gave it a harsh squeeze.

“T-that hurts!” You whined but she wasn't listening, already nipping down the curve of your neck and biting there— Ambessa left a dark hickey on your neck for the entire world to see.

“You want everyone to see? Then show them my markings,” Ambessa growled in your ear before she sat down at the edge of the bed, still facing the mirror with you in front of her.

“I’m sorry, I didn't mean to anger you—”

“You didn't mean to.” Ambessa repeated slowly, “you never mean to do anything now do you, my love?” she patted her lap.

You sat back and Ambessa grabbed your knees, parting your legs. Your dress bunched up your thighs and Ambessa tore your silk panties right off. Your eyes were already brimming with tears from her rough handling of you. Her big warm hand rubbed down your pussy as she gave your temple a kiss.

“Y'know there are consequences for every little useless whim of yours, don't you, my sweet wife?”

“Yes, General Medarda,” you braced for impact, body tensing.

Ambessa continued rubbing your pussy lips and spreading your wetness out for a while, you relaxed your shoulders. Maybe she wouldn't hit you tonight. Oh, how wrong you were— Smack!

The first slap was firm, more sound than strength. The crack that echoed in the private chambers was horrible. Your face scrunched up, tears pricking the corners then slipping down and smearing your mascara.

“I'm sorry, General—” your voice wavered.

“You don't mean that,” Ambessa said with such a flat tone, you believed her. Why didn't you mean your apology to your wife?

Smack! Smack! Smack!

You were a hiccuping mess when she stopped, rubbing your sore pussy as you sobbed with your head tilted against her shoulder blade. Your cunt throbbed, reddened and wet from all the slaps it took. Your limbs were like jelly, sprawled all over Ambessa's frame and spread out for her use. The mirror reflected your wasted self and you could see Ambessa’s satisfied grin.

“I'm so sorry, General Medarda…” you stuttered and that night, you both stayed in.

── .✦ “Look at me when I speak to you.” Ambessa ordered, her thick fingers caressing your jawline before she forced your head up.

“Mm…” you stared at her with those pitiful eyes of yours.

“I like it when you wear that colour,” she tapped your lips, smearing your lipstick on her thumb, “pretty color.” She whispered.

Ambessa did this ever so often where she had you doll up for her and dress in these pretty little dresses she had tailored just for you— then she ruined your makeup by stretching your holes out. You grabbed the pillows tightly in your arms and bit the edge of the cover.

“Bessa!” You screamed into the pillow as she slammed her thick shaft in you making your skin tingle and sweat run down your body.

Ambessa slammed her strap deep, the tip grazing your cervix with every powerful thrust, “you're my sweet girl. All mine.”

“I'm all yours,” you whimpered and moaned into the fabric, drool and tears mixing together against it.

Ambessa pulled back, smacked your ass and drilled in harder.

── .✦ Ambessa wasn't a gentle soul, not even when it came to you. Whenever she found you crying about it, she'd kiss your temple and tell you, “you're still young, dear, but you'll understand,” she whispered, “soon, dear, soon.”

Her hair stroked through your hair, gently weaving through and untangling the slight knots as she kissed your temple. You looked up, eyes shiny with tears. She wiped them and kissed your head, telling you the same lies over and over—

“Still too young, you just don't understand, and that's alright, let me teach you,” she brought you in her lap, “just listen, yeah?”

Her bigger frame completely engulfed you and strangely enough you felt warm and protected. And you were obsessed with it.

── .✦ “You need to learn how to keep that stupidly clever mouth of yours shut.” Ambessa grabbed you by the face, squeezing until it hurt.

“I'm sorry,” you said, voice muffled.

Ambessa laughed at your mumbled apology and reached into the drawer to take a strap out. It was the big red one. It was girthy, and had veins all over the shaft that made your pussy throb for friction. Ambessa laid down after fixing the harness around her hips. She snapped her fingers and you scrambled to straddle her thighs.

Ambessa laid with her head towards the mirror so when you sunk down on the thick shaft, you could see in the mirror the way your pussy swallowed it up. Ambessa made you watch whenever she fucked you just because she wanted to trap you in the imagery of her being able to please you and make you feel good.

“It's so b-big…” you whined and held the bulge forming on your tummy.

Ambessa placed her hand there, “go ahead, ride it.”

You clenched, and the sound your pussy made around the thick cock was obscene. Ambessa’s grip tightened on your hip and you started moving. But your pace was slow and nervous. You saw rage flash in Ambessa's golden eyes before she grabbed you and started thrusting up. You gasped and grabbed onto her thighs, nails digging into the flesh as you cried.

Ambessa slammed you down on her hips, fucking into you with ease and precision. Somehow every thrust was hard and she was manhandling you with ease— ramming into you like you're a fuck doll. You were a mess, a screaming crying mess. Your pussy was sore already but Ambessa didn't seem like she'd be done with you anytime soon.

“Tell me,” she slammed up so hard your torso leaned forward, head against her shoulder as you sobbed into her chest, “are you going to behave well now, little one?” You nodded, feeling her big arms wrap around you in a hug as she continued thrusting up into your drooling cunt.

“Augh…” you squirted your release.

Ambessa paused, then smirked, “sit up.”

You abided and slowly sat up, straddling her waist, strap still deep inside.

“Look at yourself,” Ambessa gestured to the mirror, “you're a mess when you don't listen.”

“I'm sorry, General Medarda, I'll listen now… from now, I promise.” More tears slipped down your red cheeks.

“There we go,” Ambessa wiped your cheeks, “you're okay now, dear. Just listen to me and be my good wife, okay? And the rest, I'll handle.”

You should have hated this but… she was just so addictive when she acted like this, you couldn't help but stay and take it. You love her the way she is.

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licealiceeee · 4 days ago

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Quiet love (1 part)

warnings: none, just fluff (english is not my native language, sorry for possible mistakes)

Ambessa Medarda

• You recently became an assistant to General Noxus.

• At first, you were a little nervous around her. But it turned out that everything was not so bad, and Ambessa was not as scary and ferocious as people around you told you.

• After a couple of weeks of working for Ambessa nothing had changed, she was still as impenetrable as a rock towards you

• But you began to notice that everyone around you had changed dramatically.

• Coming to the Noxus halo evening everyone was surprisingly polite to you, although the first time everything was different. At such events there were only generals and high-ranking people of Noxus, with whom sometimes their assistants were also present. Such people respected only real strength and power, which you did not have.

• You had no idea that the reason for their politeness was the piercing gaze of Ambessa, which they always caught when talking to you. She, in fact, always kept you in sight or stood next to you, putting a strong hand on your shoulder. This, oddly enough, did not distract you from the conversation, but, on the contrary, strained your interlocutor.

• As time went on, Ambessa became more and more noticeably soft towards you.

• Because of this, you often caught sidelong glances from the servants at Medard's estate, and heard their whispers behind your back when you headed to the general's office in her huge estate.

• You were also given a room in Medard's estate, because her assistant always had to be nearby

• As a result, you began to often find huge bouquets of burgundy roses neatly lying on your bed. There was no note or any other hint from whom they could have been

• Your salary was unreasonably increased, and the general forgave your rare minor tardiness, although usually they were fraught with consequences.

• When you stayed up late doing paperwork in Ambessa's office and fell asleep right at your desk, you woke up in the morning to find yourself lying on the couch, covered with a warm blanket.

• Weeks passed, and you did not notice how Ambessa's behavior changed around you, how much softer she became.

• Now the presence of flowers in the room became the norm for you, it still made you happy, but now in addition to luxurious bouquets there were decorations that clearly cost several of your salaries, or elegant dresses, ideally - your size.

• Everyone around you told you that this was the work of General Ambessa, but you just brushed it off, because why would such a powerful person pay attention to a simple assistant

• You were incredibly blind to her feelings and this actually really irritated Ambessa and really tested her patience

• On another gala evening you decided to wear one of those dresses given to you by a stranger (Ambessa)

• This was the first evening when you literally felt the general’s wandering gaze on your body.

• This time you drank a little more wine than you should have. You went out onto the small open balcony to get some fresh air. Your head was a little sore from all the noise of the party and the private nasty advances from older, influential men.

• Suddenly a pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist, and you were afraid that it was one of those disgusting old men. But, turning around, you saw Ambessa, you were struck by her closeness. You met her predatory, slightly irritated gaze with slight confusion. She was angry not at you, but at all the men who had flirted with you all evening.

• "I'm glad you wore one of the dresses I gave you..."

• Your drunken brain processed the general's words for a few seconds before everything came together as a complete puzzle.

• You didn't know what to say and your clouded consciousness refused to formulate a sentence, you only managed to silently open your mouth when Ambessa's lips crashed into yours

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licealiceeee · 9 days ago

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Omega Red Riding Hood

Alpha!Hunter Sevika x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Hunter Ambessa

A.N: my first fic lolllll, uh this has been in my notes all summer so why not? please reblog i put my blood, sweat, tears, & coochie juices into this baby <3

⚠️cw: alpha sevika, alpha ambessa, omega reader, hunter sevika & ambessa, top bessa, switch vika, switch reader, alot of plot, strap, scissoring, face sitting, breath play…, weapons, orgasm control, a lil violence, choking, 2 on 1, a bit of stalking if you squint but its just hunter vika lol, cowboy vika, threesome.

;)

This winter was a cold one, but you couldn’t be bothered to give it any attention..your heat had it instead, and this one was hitting harder and felt as though it was dragging on for weeks. You were walking to your cabin, deep in the woods; where your herbs & food grew, your animals that were raised well, fed, comforted, and taken care of as your own, where no one could and wouldn’t come take anything or bother you for miles, and your house that was built probably hundreds of years ago, before you found and refurbished it— but not redesigned for the sake of its warm and cozy feeling. You had about a 20 minute walk the rest of the way but everything you thought you had control of, was out of your hands. You were hurled over, right hand resting on a tree, cloak frazzled hanging lopsided over your shoulders, the basket you were once carrying with items from your town run were now on the ground beside your folded legs. Your body was yearning for some sort of connection with a being, and you couldn’t stop the feeling, no matter how hard you tried to suppress the pain.

But, as you felt a strange drop in your stomach, your ears perched at the sound of a twig snapping. Immediately standing, you grab your things, and dig into your straw basket where your red handle dagger lied. You put your hood on, quickly scanned your surroundings, luckily your ears and eyes worked better than others, and you got into a protective stance. Not many people came out here deep in this neck of the woods, unless there was mail delivered or someone planned to buy something from your alchemy shop. Nervously reaching up to the collar around your neck that held a cute black lace bow and matching bell, you did one more quick scan around before turning back. But as you did, you ran into a tense but flesh like wall that made you fall back on your ass, dropping your blade in the process. You reached to grab the dagger, but a large tan hand beat you to it, and it sounded like whoever it was was chuckling lowly at you. Your skin touched briefly, and it had your body jolting, skin left with goosebumps and you finally felt cold but somehow even hotter, beginning to forget you were even in this heat in the first place.

Sevika didn’t forget, though. She had tracked you down miles ago, stalking you like her prey the moment she smelled you down at the local flower shop. Your aroma smelled of magnolias and honey, with a hint of mahogany, and it was even louder than all the flowers in the shop combined. She felt your heat..even from afar, you surprisingly masking it so well in public, or so you thought. Sevika couldn’t help but watch the way your thighs rubbed together when you thought no one was watching. While you were looking and smelling all the flowers, debating on what new seeds you wanted for your garden, the bear-like woman, licked her teeth from afar, watching your every move from her seat, her eyes almost dark as night. (DEEEEEELICIOUSLY MANSPREADING WITH HER ARMS OVER THE BACK OF THE COUCH OFC.) As you paid for your items, Sevika knew that she couldn’t let you walk out all alone where she knew that ALL of the alphas could also smell your heat, so she walked out shortly behind you, but still keeping her distance of course.

At this point, the humiliation was making your heat worse, and you had yet to look up at the brown beast, who was strong enough to literally knock you off your feet. Your body started to burn once more, and you could feel the actual heat radiating off your body. The wind blew so hard, the whistling being music to your ears, but was halted once you got a wiff of the creature ahead of you. They smelt of smoke and burnt rosemary, also something sweeter, and the smelt hit you all at once. Once you inhaled, you felt your stomach turn, and wetness pooling between your legs again, but this time it felt as though there was something pulling your mental and physical towards whomever this was.

After a few more short moments, you realized either you might would die out here tonight, or never see your home again, so you can had to come up with something quickly to get out of this situation, even if you body was screaming at you to submit. Suddenly, you lunged at the being, going for a tackle at their stomach, trying to disarm them and get your blade back quickly for protection, you felt so..naked and vulnerable without it. Luckily, you succeeded, and brought the behind down with you, going for their arm quickly, baring your teeth and biting their wrist so they could let go of the red dagger. But you soon realized that your attempt was in vain, when you heard that deep chuckle again. You paused and bit harder, and to your surprise this time, you heard a moan instead, that made your body vibrate with arousal. They weren’t letting up on this blade, and you just felt humiliated because you had this random person straddled in the snow, and as much as you tried to stay on alert, your mind was now cloudy, and you couldn’t focus on the task at hand. Which was getting your dagger back.

Next thing you knew, you were suddenly being flipped onto your back, your hood now falling off your head and teeth disconnecting from your captor’s flesh arm. Your eyes now wide and frantic, your chest was heaving up and down, but now you getting a good look at…a woman? ‘She’s so beautiful.’, was your first thought, as you looked into her darkened grey eyes, and her dark scarred up lips. Scars adorned her face, eyebrows deep and furrowed, the lines on her face each telling a story brought stress, age, and experience. Her hair was cut into a jaw length bob, where a cowboy hat rested upon her head, and it was white but very well kept. It took a moment to come back to yourself, realizing that there was something thick and muscular resting between your thighs, drawing dangerously close to the place she needed desperately to be touched most.

“Well, hello darlin’,” She started, her voice deep but still feminine, and laced with an accent,”You lookin’ for this?” Sevika teased, holding up the dagger and waving it in your face. You tried reaching for it, but to your dismay, the woman had grabbed both of your wrist, bringing them above your head and holding them together. This did nothing but increase the intensity of the electrifying pull you felt between the two of you. Your body burned with anticipation, something in the back of your head was telling you to not be afraid, and that whoever this was would take care of you, but the rational side of you was trying to be very calculated with your next move because you still had no idea who this was, and seemed like they were stalking you in the woods. Which is the case..but you didn’t know that.

But before you could say something, there was another crunch heard, both of your ears perching up this time, and you guys turned towards that same direction. Once you noticed the woman was on high alert, you took that as your chance to grab your dagger back from her hands. Twisting your wrists in circles as fast you can, you broke one arm free, and then you swiftly grabbed your blade, knocking the bigger woman on top of you in the head with your elbow. Stunned but still alert, Sevika turned back towards you and tightened her legs around your waist, further restricting you from moving once more. Even though this position didn’t seem like the best to be in, you couldn’t help but be turned on even more. You were strong and agile but she was stronger and smarter. As you were about to try and wiggle out again, an arrow was shot an inch away from your head, missing you by a few hairs.

Looking up and around quickly, you turned to see a grey haired woman, but gorgeous nonetheless, holding a black cross bow with scarlet and gold armor, scarlet lipstick, and brown boots. She didn’t seem dressed for the winter but still looked unfazed by it. You and her made eye contact, and you couldn’t figure out whether she was aiming for you or the woman holding you down in the snow. Taking your chances once more, you decided to “play” the damsel in distress,”H-Help! Please! I don’t know who this woman is…and she tackled me!!” you wailed, and kicked your legs, looking towards the woman with pleading eyes.

Sevika on the other hand wasn’t going to take any chances, especially not with her omega right now. Reaching in her back pocket, she grabbed out a small but mighty revolver that definitely packed a smooth punch. She then quickly got up, bringing you up with her but still keeping a hold of your hands, and slid you behind her protectively. Then, she cocked it back and aimed it towards the toned woman. “Yer need to stay right where yer’e standin’ or I’ll put a bullet right between those pretty eyes of yours.” Sevika stated, bluffing but mostly telling the truth, the woman was beautiful, but she would take any precaution necessary to keep you safe.

The grey haired woman didn’t falter a bit, she even started smirked a bit. The sight between the dominant women only furthering the arousal deep within you, which both of them could definitely smell. She then looked over at you, still cowering behind Sevika, “Little one. I won’t hurt you. Believe me, I never miss.” She paused, looking at Sevika for a moment then back into your eyes, “Could you come around and stand beside this…woman?” The last part was meant to be condescending towards Sevika, who didn’t let it bother her.

“It’s Sevika. And she not doin’ anyth-“ Sevika started before she got interrupted by you pulling yourself from her grip, which never was too tight or rough even after the second woman showed. You couldn’t help but be entranced by this woman, the same why you felt when touched Sevika. The woman’s voice was smooth and velvet like, very commanding but never too authoritative, just empowering. Her words felt like a spell over your subconscious, and you didn’t even think before obliging her orders.

Sevika, who was still behind you on the highest alert, was very suspicious of the scarlet lipped lady, watched the interaction between you two. She felt a pang in her chest at the feeling of something that she had got her hands on, being taken away in front of her. But you hadn’t forgotten about Sevika just yet, your entire being still burned with desire, and that potion you took hours before you went into town, was finally starting to lose its effect. The other woman held her large hand towards you, but before taking it you looked back towards Sevika once more, and then turned back, putting your hand in the now-mystery woman’s. “That’s a good girl. Now, tell me your name sweetness.” she spoke up after the long silence, pulling your hood down to get a better look at you.

You had to pretend that all these nicknames you were getting called wasn’t furthering the fluttering deep in your womb. You so desperately craved that physical contact that you would do anything the woman asked. Sevika too. “Y/N. Can I ask for yours in exchange as well?” you answered, looking into her golden brown eyes as you spoke, to show a sign of respect and maybe submission. The woman grinned a bit at your compliance, moving her other hand forward to cup your cheek and using her thumb to wipe off some snow. Her skin smelled of amber, pomegranates, and it matched her perfectly, and though she seemed masculine, she still moved and sounded very sultry, which enticed you furthermore.

“Ambessa, beautiful girl. But you can call me anything you’d like.” She retorted, moving her hands lower down towards your jaw, cupping it. The feeling had your heart pounding hard in your chest, you swear you thought they heard it. After a moment, you felt this wave of very uncomfortable hot buzzing everywhere in your body. Your knees wobbled once more, and brought you down to Ambessa’s hip height, but her hand still never let go of yours. Sevika was quick to act though, swiftly swooping in behind you and wrapping her arms around your waist for grounding.

“Bunny, I need you to tell me whats wrong.” Sevika asked but in a reassuring tone, deep in your ear. But of course, she knew what was wrong. Sevika knew exactly what the problem was, she just wanted to hear you say it. And instead of answering you just let out a low moan that both of them heard. You hurled over with Sevika’s arms still wrapped around your waist, now letting go of Ambessa’s to wrap yours around your stomach and Sevika’s arms. This time you couldn’t help but tear up because the feeling was too much to bare. “Please..Make it stop… I-It burns!” you wailed again, this time actually serious.

The two women looked at each other and discussed their next course of action, quickly deciding on taking you to your home. Sevika then stood up and scooped you up in her arms— you then whimpered at the heat and her deep rich scent radiating off her body. You wrapped your arms around her neck, your nose immediately finding its way to Sevika’s neck. You felt so safe, so content, but still your heat wasn’t letting up. Everywhere Sevika touched on your body was triggered with arousal, and the place that actually needed to be touched was basically screaming at you.

The walk there was quick, both the tall women taking equally long strides through the snow. You were still crying softly in Sevika’s neck, your nails inching towards the nape of her neck. You felt her breathing pick up slightly, and whatever feeling from hearing that made the burning falter a bit, so you continued to drag your sharpened, black nails softly across the back of her neck, heading towards going under the collar of her coat. Her muscles were tense, but her smell was getting stronger and stronger the more you felt around..and it was euphoric. Her scent mixing with yours was all you could think about and breathe in.

Soon both of the women reached the front porch, where they felt that you were stable enough to be sat down. You looked at both of them , their faces looking concerned but their eyes were cloudy and told a different story, you just couldn’t quite tell what it was yet. You turned and reached for the key that was kept in a secret box that looked like a normal rock, unlocked the door and motioned towards the women to come in. As soon as you walk in theres the living room, with clothing , potion bottles, plants, crushed herbs, flowers, & covers scattered everywhere. Again, this heat had been kicking your ass for WEEKS.

They two women made eye contact once more while you descended down one of the many hallways, this time it was a look of understanding to each other. It was obvious to them that there was only one reason why both Sevika and Ambessa had been led to your beautiful presence. Ambessa had been hunting in the woods for her small family, and almost caught an elk when she had gotten a whiff of the same aroma Sevika had smelled in the flower shop. She stopped in her tracks immediately, gathering her things and did what she does best, hunted and tracked you down. Her nose and ears worked superbly together, and she did a quick scan of the area once she finally seen you. The bigger woman, Sevika, was on top of you and had your wrists held down which angered Ambessa, but since this was your first time meeting, she needed to keep her cool and figure how the situation needed to be handled.

Ambessa wouldn’t normally be this cool with a stranger, especially after their little banter earlier but she just wanted what was best for you. She’s possessive but if you said you didnt just need Medarda alone, she would comply of course. Now, Sevika on the other hand, had no problem with sharing you. Ambessa pisses her off but also intrigued and challenged Sevika, and of course Medarda’s beauty was a plus.

After a couple minutes of standing there, the strong women both began to worry where you’d gone that quick. Sevika looked over at Ambessa who began to quietly investigate on her own, taking a couple steps towards the same hallway you disappeared through. If had they listened hard enough, they would be able to hear the whimpers coming from your room that you so desperately tried to conceal, but the floor creaked under their boots and they were focused on your wellbeing instead.

When they walked towards your room door, it wasnt shut completely, and this time since they weren’t moving, they heard all the noises that came from inside. Your staggered breathing, your whimpers and quiet moans, and what sounded like wet noises came from behind the door. Ambessa’s ear had been on the door, and was very well aware of what you disappeared to do, so she looked over to Sevika who was still standing a distance behind her, confused. When they made eye contact, Sevika’s head tilted and her eyebrow rose, like a confused pup. Ambessa then smirked and motioned her with her head to move closer to the door and listen. When Ambessa moved, Sevika moved closer towards to the door, she slowly listened for a moment, then snapped her head towards in Ambessa direction, looking at her with widened eyes.

Sevika couldn’t take much of this torture anymore, everything that you did, rubbed Sevika in ALL the right ways..so she had finally pushed open the door. Walking right in, not bothering to look around at the room she was in, she began tsking at you, and she crossed her arms in fake disapproval. “So this is what ya disappeared to do..sweet thang.” She proceeded to say. The sight in front of her was one she wished to keep forever, maybe take a picture and keep in her wallet to look at on her bad days. Sevika couldn’t help but to tease you, because the position you were in now was so erotic. You were now stripped of all of your clothing, back flat on the bed, legs opened so far wide, you’d think your hip would start to cramp up but..here you were, one hand with three fingers between your folds, pumping so deep inside of your stretched hole and hurriedly—like your life depended on it, the other hand twisting and twirling around your pebbled nipples. There was a dark wet spot all around your lower body, and your legs glistened with all your personal slick.

Ambessa’s breath caught in her throat for one of the first times in her whole life. She was so sure that Sevika was hit with the same whiff of excitement that she had been consumed by, and she hadn’t even stepped in your room all the way. But her composure didn’t falter, in fact once she seen the lewd faces you were making to match the sounds she had previously heard, it was like a powerful wave of adrenaline had coursed it way through Medarda’s body. She couldn’t help but chuckle at this new but acceptable emotion. “My my, little one. I’m not sure if we can help you with this..” she paused, looking over at Sevika, who eyes hadn’t come off yours since she opened the door.”..Problem. But since you seem desperate, I’m sure we can come together and find a solution. If, that is still what you want of course.” Medarda’s voice smooth and controlled but lined with seductive undertones as she finished talking. She began to take long but slow strides toward the bed, your eyes now leaving Sevika’s to look over at Ambessa’s golden brown ones. And now..now you could tell what was in them earlier..the same exactly thing that was clouding your judgement right now. Hunger.

A strangled moan came out instead of a response to Ambessa’s question. Your brain was to foggy to comprehend words right now, but neither Ambessa or Sevika was going to let that slide today, no matter how bad your heat was. They just wanted to help you in the best way they knew how.

Ambessa who was in now standing at the head of the bed on your left side, brought her hand over to caress your head, the feeling soothing you but also furthering your arousal. You felt primal now..every single touch or look you got from either of the women had your body in flames. After a while, Ambessa took off her shoes and brought her legs up on the bed, pulling you in between her legs while still caressing your hair. “Sweet girl, I need you to use your words right now. I know it’s hard but I need you to tell me what you need from us or at least what you are feeling.” Ambessa’s voice coaxed through your ears, surprising herself with how reassuring she was.

Sevika who was still standing in her same spot, watching the scene unfold in front of her eyes, now wanted to be included in whatever this was. She quickly took off her jacket , and sat at the bottom on the edge of the bed, closer down by your feet. It took everything in her not look directly at your rapidly moving fingers, so she decided to distract herself by looking at you with those cloudy, grey eyes of hers. Her hands found their way around your ankles, moving eerily slow towards your calves, around under your knees, caressing the soft, heated skin there. Her cold hands provided cooling your body, grounding you like she knew exactly what you needed. “Bunny..” Sevika started, but couldn’t finish because you had her body and mind locked with thoughts of you. There was a physical pull that they both couldn’t place their hands on. She ended up breaking eye contact to her dismay, her eyes trailing every inch of your flushed skin while her hands still touched your legs, not getting to where you really needed her to be. If they were both here for you, why not use this to your advantage? And why hadn’t they helped you yet?

“Touch..me. Please…” You squeaked out while closing your eyes, not speaking directly to either one of them. You were trying to finish this yourself before it had got to this point, not like it helped much anyways— but it was like your body knew that this “problem” would NOT be solved until they both resolved it. You suddenly got up in front of the both of them, changing your position to kneeling on the bed, you now riding your fingers and now rubbing all over on your flushed skin for more contact. “Oh fuck..P-Please!” You grunted out. Ambessa & Sevika both watched your movements closely, made eye contact once again, then looked back at you in understanding. Both the women got up from their spots on the bed and met at the end, having you still kneel directly in the middle of both. Ambessa spoke first, startling you with a tone you hadn’t heard yet tonight.

“Who are we to deny you your pleasure, my darling? Now, lie back.” She commanded, her voice now lined with a rasp but still that same femininity that had your heart pounding outside your body. As she finished her sentence, Ambessa began taking off her armor, laying it on the dresser beside the bed. You did as she told, laying your head back onto the pillows and removed your hand from in between your legs. Again, she slowly made her way onto the bed next to you, where she started to really take in this situation. She didn’t know where to start with you..if you wanted her touch so bad, she would give it to you..anything you wanted. And you would take what she gave. Sevika made her way back to the spot she had took earlier, but your eagerness had moved you closer towards the edge of this bed this time so Sevika was basically eye level with your pussy if she wanted. “Such a pretty thang baby..” She gasped out, who couldn’t tell if she was talking about you as a whole or just your glistening pussy, started to reach for the inside of your left thigh.

They both took their sweet sweet time getting their hands on you, Ambessa’s fingers trailing your skin starting from behind your ears, down to your hip bones, and Sevika’s fingers finally making it around to the middle of your thighs, swiping the juices on your puffed lips. She brought the finger to her mouth and immediately let out a raw groan, sucking it and twirling it around in her mouth while still looking at you deeply. When she finished, she couldnt help but go back in, this time moving her fingers to the source of the wetness, grazing your clit softly with her pointer finger. You both gasped at the same time, yours real, hers teasing. “You taste like ambrosia baby..really puts meanin’ to ‘sweet thang’ don’t ya think?” She finally spoke again, her accent extremely thick while drowned in arousal. Her fingers finally pressed onto your clit correctly, rubbing in firm, slow circles that made your hips buck with anticipation and need. “Shh..i’ma give it to ya bunny, I promise.” Sevika coaxed, while the look in her eyes told you that she was enjoying your torture a little too much.

Ambessa fingers found your nipples, while sevika’s fingers still made their circles on your clit, and you couldn’t even hold back the sounds anymore. Sevika’s fingers started to move more rapidly and Ambessa bent down, bringing her warm, wet mouth down to your hard nipples, you couldn’t do anything but lay there in pure bliss. But the burning hadn’t let up just yet. Medarda’s tongue swirled swiftly around your nipples, letting it trail from one to the other, then up to your neck where she sucked and bit and kissed everywhere her tongue touched. She left her mark while sevika began to leave hers, who had now changed positions from sitting to now lying on her side with better view of what was in front of her. The grey eyed woman’s metal hand came to one hip and spread you wider and before you could protest at the feeling of her hand leaving your body, her tongue made its way between your lower lips, moaning, sucking, licking, drinking everything you gave her. “Oh my fuck. Baby you taste like life..” As sevika ate like a starved man, Ambessa’s lips met with yours, sealing in your noises with her tongue. Your teeth clashed, lips bruising one another with primal need and desire.

Sevika and Ambessa both knew you were getting close by your body tone; the way your hips bucked back, your legs twitching closed, your lips moving more feverishly, but neither of the women let up. If you thought she couldnt get any more quicker with her tongue, Sevika started to flick from side to side and brought her thick fingers to your hole. You sucked her in quickly, whilst Ambessa’s mouth and fingers found their way back to your chest still leaving marks and bites. Over come with both tongues and hands, you couldn’t even let out a warning before you came. “Oh my— right there!” You exclaimed, your back arching from the bed right into Ambessa’s mouth with did nothing but push your orgasm further. Once you caught your breath and Sevika cleaned your mess, both women leaned up and licked their lips. You thought you couldn’t be more turned on, but here you were about to beg for more before Ambessa made her move to the foot of the bed.

As if they were in sync, both the women began undressing, and when they were finished Sevika took Ambessa’s previous spot, and cupped your jaw, and brought you in for another bruising kiss. This time you couldn’t hide how wet you were getting from such a small thing, especially cause you could taste yourself with every swipe of Sevika’s tongue against yours. You couldn’t even be bothered to notice Ambessa lining herself up with you. Her toned body glistened under the sunset, every muscle contracted as she moved, which didn’t help your desire either. “Such a beautiful thing. Too bad we’re going to have to ruin you.” She declared as she finally closed to distance between your pussies, letting out an audible exhale at the feeling. It sounded so pretty that you broke the kiss with Sevika to make eye contact with Ambessa as her hips began to move slowly, finding your clit with her own. “You feel like power, oh..my darling.” She exhaled, never breaking eye contact with you once she found her place, and you groaned lowly, beginning to let this feeling take over your body.

Sevika’s hands began to roam again, and as they did you broke eye contact with Ambessa to look Sevika. Your eyes couldnt help but move down her body, that was burly and built but not as toned as Medarda’s. Your own hands began to make their descent down her body, starting from her collarbone, down to her brown nipples, down her bricked abs that housed the happy trail you were growing to love, and finally inbetween her toned legs, where her bush and warmth lied. Your fingers split her lower lips open slowly, and you gathered her juices from all around, teasingly circling her clit. Ambessa’s eyes were no longer on you or where your bodies met, but where your fingers upon Sevika’s body were.

Groans from everyone filled the room, juices from everyone everywhere, hands and lips found places amongst bodies. Ambessa spread your legs wider, one of her legs over your hip, the other one on the outside of yours, knelt on the bed, and pressed her free hand on your pelvis—you thought she couldn’t get any faster..and of course thought wrong. “Yer doin’ so good bunny, keep going…yess-dont stop.” Both Sevika’s words of encouragement and Ambessa’s eagerness for both of your undoings, brought you to the edge. You fingers quickly entered Sevika’s hole and she couldn’t even hold back her sounds any longer. With your moans matching hers, Medarda’s groans and low exhales growing louder and stronger, her thrusts becoming more sharper and powerful, your mind couldn’t even make up enough words to describe the pleasure you were feeling. Luckily Ambessa spoke for you,”You are truly a vision little one…You’ve been such a patient girl, I think you deserve your reward.” She groaned out, bringing her hand between your legs to open your lower lips a little bit further, now her thrusts meeting the perfect spot for both of you.

“My fuck..—I’m cumming bessa!” you let out the only warning you could before the cord in your belly snapped, Ambessa’s orgasm hitting at the same times yours did, and your hips started to meet hers in the air as much as they could. The only way you knew Medarda came was the guttural noises that came deep from within her, and her hips came down harder like she was chasing you, with every bit of slick mixed together. Sevika came right after, all over your fingers and hand, and you didn’t let up until you felt her stop clenching around your fingers. Her hips twitched slightly as you pulled them out of her and brought them to your lips, looking at the both of them, and still trying to catch your breath. “Gods, yer gonna be the death of me baby..” Sevika sighed out, still coming down from her bliss.

As Ambessa finally stopped her grinding, you suddenly remembered of the toy you bought months back. You thought it would be nice to have , for yourself and at the least for use on a partner but two? You couldn’t pass up on this opportunity. You got up quickly, to your surprise—but your legs shook nonetheless..—and made your way into your closet where the double-sided strap was. You grabbed it and stood at the doorway of the closet with it behind your back as you looked the goddess-like women, who were still sitting in confusion but curiosity.

“I uh..got this a while back..and I want one of you to use it..on me, please.” you whispered, but loud enough for both of them to hear, still not bringing the toy from behind your back. The women looked at you with anticipation, Sevika licking her lips at your well-fucked form, and Ambessa stood from her spot on the bed, making her way toward you. “Don’t get all shy on us now, darling. Show us.” she coaxed while her hands made their descent toward your throat. She wrapped her hand around it, testing, watching your reaction, and after a bit of silent communication you brought the strap in front of you.

Sevika shifted in her spot and shook her head, chucking at the delicious scene that would soon unfold in front of her eyes. “My, my. You dirty girl..” she spoke, her voice low and tinged with amusement. After a pause she finished,” Hmm..who do you want to fuck you with it first, sweet thang?” Sevika got up from her spot on the bed, and while Ambessa’s hand never left your throat, Sevika stepped on the other side of your body, examining the strap up closer, her hand coming to wrap around your waist. You were smushed between them, physically and mentally. Your brain couldn’t comprehend anything but the two of them right now.

“Bessa. But I want you to sit on my tongue vika.., please.” you boldly told them, looking at Ambessa’s dark amber eyes, handing it to her to put on. She smirked at you and your eyes followed, her lipstick was not even budged one bit. She took the strap and motioned you toward the bed, not having to say one word knowing you would oblige with no hesitation. After all, it’s your toy.

After lying on the bed, Sevika stepped toward you, moving to kneeling on the bed, kissing you deeply before straddling above your chest. You grabbed some pillows to get comfortable as Ambessa tightened the harness around her waist, kneeling on the bed as well at the bottom of the bed. You could still see where she was as you watched her stick the toy inside of her, her low groans and sounds of wetness filling the room. Your heart raced with anticipation, and as Ambessa picked your legs up and positioned the tip of the toy dick with your pussy, coating it with both of your slick, Sevika caressed your face before scooting up toward your face, lining her pussy up with your mouth.

“Such a pretty sight to see, sweet thang.” Sevika complimented, her voice trailing as your tongue started its attack on her clit. Your hips jolted from overstimulation every time you felt the tip of the toy rub against your hood and you began to whine under Sevika, the action sending vibrations up her body.

“Be patient sweet girl, haven’t we gave you everything you’ve wanted so far?” Medarda spoke over the Sevika’s moans, watching the lewd picture in front of her. Sevika started to ride your face as Ambessa started to push the other side of the strap inside of you. “Let us take care of you..” She continued, and looked down to watch what seemed like your connection again. She was bottomed out on her toy already and the juices that slid down from her made it much easier for the other side to fit in as well. You couldn’t even moan at the feeling of being stuffed cause your mouth was full. You were in pure heaven. “Look at you taking me in so well, such a good girl for me..hm?” Ambessa praised, and it sent flutters up your legs, where you both touched.

Your hands made its way up Sevika’s body and they massaged her thick thighs before finding the right bud of nerves so your tongue could trail its way to her hole. You couldn’t help but pay attention to all the noises being made; Sevika moaned deep, cursing, using lords name in vain over and over, you moaned and whimpered loudly under Sevika which made you both more relentless, and you could hear you and Ambessa’s skin clapping, juices splashing everywhere, her satisfied exhales and low groans.

She then positioned you with your ass and back in the air a bit higher, hitting the perfect spot deep within you and both of your moans became louder. You were sure she found her spot too with the way she sounded. You began to rub quicker, rougher circles on Sevika’s clit, moving your tongue impossibly faster inside of her. “F-fuck! Bunny..Oh!” Sevika exclaimed, throwing her head back before looking down at you, and you were already watching her. You wanted to make sure you seen her come undone by your actions.

After a few more deep thrusts from Ambessa, she moved one of her hands from your hips, and moved it between your legs, rubbing deep circles on your clit. Your hips bucked and Sevika’s did too, so you knew she had to be close. Her grinding on your face became more sloppy when Ambessa spoke breathlessly but unwavering nonetheless, “I need you two to wait until I give you permission to cum. Or nobody gets to, understand?” And you non-verbally communicated your yes to your best ability, Sevika moans growing louder, words slurring into groans.

“Such a perfect, sweet girl…Sevika, I know you can do this, for me.” She said once more, and once hearing it, you felt yourself get closer to your orgasm, Ambessa still fucking you with no relent. Slick dripped from Sevika’s pussy down your chin and on down your neck, and also from your own, down your thighs onto the bed. Ambessa repositioned one more time, swiftly grabbing a pillow and putting it under the arch of your back, pressing down harder and moving quicker on your clit, and leaning forward to grab ahold of your throat. Your tongue ached, but the reward was much more important than pain that would go away quickly. Ambessa’s hand tightened around your throat, slightly cutting off the air you were barely getting from inbetween Sevika’s thighs, and Sevika’s thighs tightened against your head.

As Ambessa’s moans surfaced from her throat, she let out,”Cum. Let go now.” And all three of you let go at the same time, as she commanded, both Sevika and Ambessa’s moans louder than they’ve been the whole night. You were so focused on Sevika cumming on your tongue and Ambessa’s hand on your throat, that you didn’t notice that you squirted everywhere. Ambessa was in pure bliss from both her orgasm and the power of yours, because you left slick all along her chest and abs, and you still dripped down her own thighs. “You made a quite the mess sweet girl..” Ambessa said, while having that signature smirk on her lips. When Sevika calmed down, she collapsed on the bed below her, breathing hard enough you seen her chest rise.

“Baby, yer…somethin’” she exhaled, covering her eyes with her arm, while her legs hadn’t stopped twitching yet. You gathered all of the slick from your chin and face, moved her arm, and looked Sevika deep in her eyes as you stuck your fingers in your mouth and sucked them cleaned like she had done earlier. Groaning at the sight, she looked over at Ambessa who was watching you two and pulling the strap from out of both of you. You did a sharp inhale and finally looked over at her, and she finally had some sweat glistening her body at least. She still looked completely perfect. “I see you still want more, darling. Your heat wont let you rest will it?” Medarda said, tilting her head in a teasing way, eyeing the both of you with mischief.

Was it your heat or was it you at this point? Your body burned with a different kind of desire now. Either way you didn’t have time to find out cause Sevika sat up and took the strap from Ambessa. “My turn.”

pt. 2?

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licealiceeee · 9 days ago

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—Ambessa Medarda x Reader x Sevika

Sevika and Ambessa have dicks, breeding, praising, double penetration, reader cries a little, fainting, slight cnc, threesome

“I can't take it,” you whispered to Sevika who tutted as if what you said had disappointed her. She pulled back from your body, smirking at Ambessa who was behind you.

“Heard what she says?” Sevika said in a condescending manner, making you swallow. Ambessa's strong arms encircled around your waist as you brought you closer to her own body.

“Yes, I heard,” Ambessa's right hand cupped your breast, giving it a good squeeze, “You do have two holes for a reason, sweet child.”

Sevika rubbed her bulge against your clothed pussy causing you to let out a small whine of need, your eyes almost half-lidded as you looked at her with that whore-ish expression.

Your mouth opened a little but Sevika didn't give you the green to speak, her fingers thrusted into your mouth in one harsh push. You choked, gagged. She didn't stop. Ambessa? She chuckled against the shell of your ear, hard bulge rubbing against your soft ass cheeks under your satin skirt.

Sevika pulled your panties down, almost ripping them halfway as she threw the useless cloth away, parting your thighs. Her rough, calloused, thick fingers smearing your wetness all over your vulva as if readying you for their massive cocks.

“Please, not at once,” you begged, although you knew the concept of getting fucked in both holes at once aroused you so much.

Ambessa chuckled with a shake of her head, “She thinks she has control of this situation,” Ambessa parted your asscheeks and spat at the tip of her own cock, now free from the restraints of her pants.

“I-I really can't,” your eyes were wide.

“Oh, you can and you will,” Sevika thrusted in all of her cock at once, she guided your legs around her hips, grabbing your thighs with both hands.

Her flesh hand was warm against the skin of your thigh but her mechanical hand was cold and hard against your plush thigh. You wrapped one arm around her, the other desperately clinging onto Ambessa's bicep. Ambessa thrusted in all of her length too, making you scream. Sevika kissed you, swallowing down your screams and moans of pain as your asshole struggled to accommodate Ambessa's thick shaft.

“It can't fit, it won't fit,” you sobbed against Sevika's open mouth.

“Oh, I'll make it fit,” Ambessa smacked your ass and thrusted in until her cock was snug and all the way inside.

Sevika chuckled, parting from the kiss. She looked down at your tummy where a visible bulge had formed, “Awww,” she watched Ambessa rubbed the bulge making you groan.

“D-don’t, t-two big dicks… in my butt and pussy,” you mumbled incoherently and buried your face in Sevika's neck, screaming against her skin.

Sevika rubbed a hand down your back, “There we go, doll,” you screamed when she slammed inside, “You're taking us well, so far,” she continued in the sweetest voice ever.

Ambessa squeezed your hip while all the air in your lungs got knocked out with every time she thrusted inside.

“Ah!” Your nails dug into Sevika's shoulders, “Please, t-too much!” your pussy clamped down harder onto Sevika's cock.

“If you don't want this,” Sevika’s grey, lust filled eyes locked with your teary ones, “Why’re you tightening up on us?”

“I-I—” you screamed when Ambessa pulled out just to slam it all back inside, “I'm sorry,” you apologised instead, brain barely making sense to yourself even.

Ambessa grabbed your throat and fucked into you harder, making you gasp for air and scratch at Sevika. Sevika only gave you an amused look followed by a condescending tut, rolling her hips in a way her cock brushed against your cervix. You felt her length twitch inside, knowing she was close. You knew her well with your pussy.

“P-Please—” you choked with a sob, Ambessa's hand tightening around your neck as your pussy gushed with arousal, her fat cock easily slipping in and out with the most lewd sound ever. You felt like a slut but that didn't matter. Your asshole clenched around her member and you knew you were close to cumming and you didn't wanna hold back.

The squelching sound got sloppier, more uneven than before as your vision started to get blurry with the tears of pleasure and pain alike.

“I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Daddy,” you tugged at Sevika needily, clit throbbing, “Daddy! Please, please, let me cum!”

Ambessa's hands squeezed your tits almost painfully.

“Do you deserve it?” Sevika questioned in a taunting tone.

“I've been good,” you panted like a dog in heat, desperate to be able to have your sweet release.

“That's true,” Ambessa bit the side of your neck, “Let go for your daddies.”

Their thrusts turned into a sloppy, hot mess. They were brutal and fast, your insides felt like they were burning, coiling up. You couldn't form not one coherent thought in your head as your vision continued to blur further, dark spots creeping in.

“I'm… I am…”

You couldn't even finish your words as your pussy convulsed, a gush of liquid dripping down Sevika's length, coating it with your slick. You sniffled and your body gave away. You felt Sevika's warm semen filling your womb upto the brim, you whimpered but didn't protest, taking all of it like their good cumdump. Ambessa's milky warm liquid filled your ass up, dripping down her veiny length.

You still held onto the faintest traces of consciousness, eyes flickering from Sevika to Ambessa as you were laid down onto the bed. Your holes felt emptier now, your asshole gaping for a little bit before eventually tightening back into the small ring of muscles.

Ambessa stepped away, “She took us so well,” she wiped the sweat down her face.

“Surprisingly,” Ambessa gave Sevika a towel to wipe off, “We should reward her.”

“After she wakes up?”

“After she wakes up.”

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licealiceeee · 13 days ago

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You should do the absolute KINKIEST thing you can think of (with Sevika or Ambessa or both)

Lots of bdsm, blood play/kink, rough and then soft (that juxtaposition is soooo much fun), overstimulation, edging, all that stuff >:}

SEVIKA & AMBESSA are finally reality and not fantasy—

TAGS: threesome, blood kink, BDSM, overstimulation, edging, masturbating mentioned, hopeless gay pining, degradation, slight body worship, dumbification, clit stimulation, objectification (dollification), cnc, aftercare hinted at and slightly shown too, not proofread.

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── .✦ You told yourself: being tied up in General Medarda’s bed and having her fuck you senseless was the motive of your life. But the thought of having Sevika use your thighs as earmuffs also sounded so delicious.

You were ovulating. Of course.

Everything sounded like sex and you were grinding against the arm of your sofa the other day, moaning both their names. Maybe someone heard. You didn’t care. You came hard that night.

── .✦ You didn’t even know how this happened. Now you were between the two women, you had just gone back to the brothel as per usual— your workplace. Sevika turned up, a regular. She never chose you though. But today she did, and with her was Ambessa Medarda.

The tall women loomed over you, gazing down at you like you were some sort of a little virgin angel.

“Ahem,” you tried but failed.

Within seconds, you found yourself bound to the bed with your holes presented to the two women who you could only fantasize about till now. Sevika’s strap glistened with lube, “I’ve been watching you, your sad puppy eyes whenever I picked a different whore to fuck, just never you.”

Ambessa chuckled hearing your little whimper, kneeling down and kissing you. You whined softly into the kiss, her tongue tasted like wine and lips moved like she knew exactly what she was doing. Your voice was muffled, she swallowed your moans as you felt Sevika’s strap conveniently slide in.

Your eyes widened. “Mmmph!” your moans vibrated against Ambessa’s lips making the warlord chuckle and pull away just to admire your sheer beauty.

“I should mark my property, don't you think?” Ambessa asked, her voice lowered as she reached inside her pocket. She pulled out a sheathed dagger, tracing the covered tip of the blade along your cheek. You moaned.

Sevika slammed into you making your eyes roll back, you tried to focus and failed every time. Sevika’s other hand, the flesh one, reached down and rubbed your clit in slow circles making your body tense up. Ambessa flicked the sheath off and traced the blade over your lower back, as if calculating the skin and where to mark. You weren't even warned.

“A-ah!” Your voice broke, pussy clenching.

“You're such a slut for us, you'd let us do anything to you,” Sevika thrusted harder and you saw stars. You were drooling and sweaty ran down your collar as you felt the sting on your lower back where Ambessa pressed the blade. She carved your skin, the blade running smoothly on your skin and drawing out the Medarda emblem.

“I-it hurts,” you sobbed.

“Then why are you squeezing my cock?” Sevika slapped your ass. “You love this, don't you? Filthy girl.”

And you only got wetter.

── .✦ Your brain was a mush as Sevika’s cock stretched you out with every thrust, your blood trickled down your back and stung.

“Look at you,” Ambessa took one hand of yours in her surprisingly soft ones, “such delicate skin, hands.” She kissed your knuckles.

“She's gonna cum from the pain,” Sevika grunted.

“Oh?” Ambessa just looked intrigued.

“Fuckin’ hell, sluttiest hole I've ever filled,” Sevika grabbed your waist and rammed harder, wrecking you.

You gasped, body locking up as you climaxed. It was hard, flashing. You almost passed out. But you didn't. You saw gold, golden eyes— Ambessa's eyes watching you very closely before she stroked your messed hair back.

“Good girls don't cum without permission, do they?” her voice was sweet. So sweet it made your stomach churn.

And right you were— Sevika was already pushing you onto your back and spreading your legs by her mechanical hand. She smirked at the sight of your puffy cunt. Smack!

You cried out, “Sev, please!”

“Please, what? Please more?”

Sevika laughed, the sound rich and sexy. Before you could reply the head of her cock was already at your slit and— schlik! She was inside. Again. Ambessa’s hand found your clit and rubbed the sensitive thing— it throbbed, she chuckled.

“Look at you, you're sex-dazed.”

You let out a sound that was something between a sob and a whimper before your lip quivered and eyes closed. Your body was shaking, every thrust inside making your tits bounce. The carving on your lower back rubbed against the sheets causing waves of pain to shoot up your body. But you didn't care because you had Sevika's dick inside you and Ambessa's hands all over you.

“You wanna cum, don't you?” Sevika panted.

“Please!” You squeaked, ready to have another orgasm. Maybe even squirt.

Then she pulled out, rubbing your juices off the shaft as if it were her real cock and she was jerking it. It slicked to the top and dripped onto your aching pussy.

You whimpered. Loud. Ungrateful.

“Why?” You pouted.

“Why?” Sevika grabbed you by your throat, pulling you up just enough to make your brain melt all over again. You could've come from that. “Why, because needy little sex dolls like you don't get to cum when they want to and you did so anyway without either of our permissions.”

Your pussy clenched around nothing, soaking the sheets underneath. “I've been good.” You insisted, eyes glossy, mascara smudged.

Sevika scoffed. Ambessa shifted, her chest against your back, you thought she’d make you cum. Finally give into your whim because she's not as cruel as Sevika. Right? No.

── .✦ If you thought Ambessa was empathetic considered to Sevika, it's time to rethink all your crucial life decisions. Ambessa's hand creeped under your knees, pulling them up so they dangled hopelessly from her toned arms. She spread your swollen pussy lips and looked at Sevika, giving her the green. Sevika’s eyes gleamed. Gleamed with mischief. Something feral, something animalistic. Like she wasn't fucking you to her full potential and now she most definitely would let herself go crazy on your hole.

You sobbed, loudly. Screamed when she thrusted in a certain angle because her strap was so huge it was not only stretching you out lewdly and making your cunt squelch with every harsh thrust— it kissed your cervix and knocked all the air out of your lungs. Your legs didn't even have a feel anymore and you were just hiccuping.

“P-p-please, can't… no… more,” your brain was scattered. Your head stayed leaned against Ambessa’s right shoulder as you felt Sevika wreck you into oblivion. “Can't… no more…”

“There we go, just cum for us. One time, yeah?” Ambessa kissed your temple. That same sweet tone.

Your tummy coiled, “‘m close…” your voice was tiny.

“Go ahead, let it all out.”

Your lips parted, staring at the ceiling with glossed eyes— not a thought between those brains. “I'm cumming,” you mumbled, dazed.

After you did, your body just gave away. You slumped back into Ambessa's arms like a doll, still shaky from the crashing orgasm. Your breaths took a little time to find a steady pace before slowing.

“You took us so well,” Sevika rubbed your lower belly, “never thought you had it in you.”

“Why?” You squinted.

“You always looked like a squeaky little bunny girl.”

She left you staring at her in amusement and shock, both. Ambessa, meanwhile, whispered to you, “you did so good, dear one.” Her hand weaved through your sweat-dampened hair, “what do you want to eat, hmm? I'll have the chef prepare something— anything, that you want.”

Your cheeks flushed slightly. Not from lust or shame. From adoration. “Chef?” You repeated.

“Yes, chef,” she chuckled.

Sevika got back, wiping down your leg with a clean, wet towel she got from Janna-knows-where.

“Are you alright?” Sevika asked, her voice gentle.

You almost doubled over in a fit of giggles, “mhm.” Your tone was bright for someone who got the fucking of a lifetime.

“Pussy feelin’ okay?”

“Mhm.”

“Took me so well, bunny,” Sevika pecked your pussy as if kissing it goodbye before throwing your clothes at you— all that softness disappearing, “let's head outta here.”

Ambessa shifted, you did too but then you felt a big arm wrap around your waist and you were hauled up in Ambessa's arms. She smirked, didn't say anything and carried you out of there like she was yours.

Your General Medarda. And your emotionally complex Sevika.

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licealiceeee · 17 days ago

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Ambessa would choke you until you were near passing out. Without touching you or anything she would jsut hold you down by your neck agaisnt the mattress and wait for your struggling to turn all weak before stopping

- 🔪 (ive evlolved)

TAGS: smut, choking, dildo, MEAN!AMBESSA

Your eyes watered as Ambessa's calloused hand wrapped around your neck and held you in place. You were drenched wet and needy, a dildo lodged carelessly in your pussy to keep you sated. Your mind was slipping away into a mush as Ambessa applied minimal pressure watching the way your lips parted as if you'd beg her to stop. But you didn't. Because you liked it. She knew it and you did too.

“Are you seriously getting off over getting choked by me?” Ambessa sneered, her tone condescending in the right way.

“Bessa, please,” you gasped for air, she pressed harder.

Your legs kicked on instinct and your hands scratched at her war-scarred and bigger one. Ambessa barely bat an eye, she barely needed to put effort into this— holding you up like a ragdoll against the pillar in the bed chambers. Your pussy tightened around the dildo. Eventually your legs fell weak from kicking and vision began to blur, dark spots creeping in. Your hands fell down and your head lolled back.

“You're pathetic.” Ambessa let go, letting you fall to the ground and the dildo slipped out with an obscene schlik. “It's hot in a way.”

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licealiceeee · 17 days ago

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Ambessa letting sevika use you after you embaress her in a meeting by questioning her authority.

Overstim cuz sevika is tribbing you for her own pleasure. Your head in Ambessas lap while she mutters to you patronisingly.

Ily <3

AUTHOR: I love you too 💞

TAGS: slapping, cunt slaps, brat!reader, threesome with Sevika and Ambessa, degradation, condescending!Ambessa, brat tamer!Sevika, tribbing, overstimulation and slight dacryphilia

Now that you have your head in Ambessa's lap as your slap-redenned cunt laid fully on display for Sevika to ruin, being a brat didn't seem so fun. You ran your mouth off again but this time you chose Ambessa's meeting room to be the place to do that. Big mistake. Ambessa takes her work very seriously and she doesn't tolerate backtalk. The General, quite literally, had your ass dragged out of the meeting room by Sevika who whispered “You're fucked,” when she came to take you.

“I’m not gonna apologise for having opinions.” You said firmly.

Smack!

A slap across your cheek. It wasn't hard, but it was firm. It was tight. Tight enough for you to realise you didn't hold the cards anymore and your fate was completely in the hands of these two big women. Your head was turned to the side from impact, you turned to face Ambessa and she took her chance, her hand gripping your jaw so hard you'd think it'd crack.

“You don't talk to me like that, little girl.” Your panties dampened and pussy clenched around nothing. “You embarrassed me out there. Do you have the faintest idea what it looks like being a General with a little bimbo for a wife who can't see the importance of authority?”

Ambessa's hand pulled back, thumb pushing into your mouth as she pressed your tongue down forcing your mouth to open.

“You better not misbehave now.”

Ambessa gestured to Sevika and walked to the bed herself, sitting down and getting comfortable. You quirked an eyebrow, rubbing the side of your face where the slap still stung on your skin. You saw Sevika easily haul you up and throw you onto the bed.

“Hey! Be careful,” you huffed, causing her to chuckle.

Sevika moved between your legs, each of her hands spreading out your knees and she smirked down at the sight of your wet panties. “Look who seems to be getting off at getting slapped by the General.”

“Shut up.” You mumbled, burying your face in Ambessa's lap and trying to hide your face away. Ambessa ran her fingers through your hair as if you both were out on a flimsy picnic date.

“You're a nasty slut for impact, aren't you?” Sevika pulled your panties down with haste, spreading your pussy lips out just to see the way your wetness dripped down your centre. “Look, so fucking drenched.” She scooped up your discharge on her finger and smeared it on your face. “What a fucking slut.”

Your eyes squeezed shut and cheeks flared a shade of red as Ambessa caressed your cheek. “Is that right, dollface? You've been acting like a little desperate, sexually frustrated bitch in heat in my meeting room just because your panties were in a bunch?”

Your stomach pooled with shame, you couldn't. You opened your mouth as if you'd deny everything but you didn't. You knew it was true. It was true and they knew it too.

“Fucking slut.” Sevika pulled her hand back and— SMACK!

You almost howled out in pain, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, okay!?”

“You don't mean that.” Sevika said in the deadest tone ever.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Oh my, Sevika's cruel.” Ambessa kissed your forehead, dragging down her thumb over your tears that fell past your temple.

“It hurts, make her stop, please…”

“Oh, my apologies, I don't control what she does to ensure you behave.” Ambessa said in a condescendingly, pity laced tone making your pussy clench around absolutely nothing— seeking more.

SMACK! SMACK!

“Bessa, please…” You sobbed, squirming and trying to get out of Sevika's grip but her mechanical hand held you down with a tight grip. So tight it could bruise.

SMACK! SMACK!

Sevika pulled her hand back, “Look at you, dripping because I smacked your filthy little cunt.”

“I'm sorry…” you whispered.

“Too bad, you seem to be liking this,” Sevika rubbed your clit agonisingly slow, “You're getting wetter and wetter as I continue smacking your pussy raw.”

“I need you, I'm sorry, I was being a dumbass.” You said, grinding up in desperate need for more friction, “I needed you both, so I was being bratty hoping I'd get fucked…”

“Is that right?” Ambessa chuckled, amused.

“In that case,” Sevika moved back, unbuttoning her own shirt and pants. Your eyes widened and you gawked at her naked figure. She was as gorgeous as ever— a fucking visionary. Sevika moved between your legs, your sore pussy touching hers and your eyes rolled back.

“P-please…”

“Please, what?” Sevika teased and grinded her pussy into yours making you see stars.

Her pussy was meaty and covered in thick hair that provided that delicious texture that rubbed against your clit and made your toes curl from the sheer sensation. Your hands tugged at Ambessa desperately as she cooed at you.

“Oh, sweet little one, it feels good, doesn't it? Getting your slut hole pleasured after an excruciating punishment?”

Sevika's thumb found your swollen clit and she started rubbing quick, tight circles around the sensitive nub making your hips buck off the bed needily.

“‘Vika, more, ‘Vika, please, please!”

You cried out in pleasure as you felt your tummy coil, readying for an orgasm. Sweat trickled down Sevika's breasts as she bounced subtly with every little one of her movements. She pulled back and ground harder on your pussy making your head press harder into Ambessa's lap as your hands fumbled with the sheets.

“I'm cumming, please, baby, I'm cumming…” you sniffled and came undone against her pussy, covering her and yourself with your filthy pussy juices.

Sevika didn't stop after you came, she continued moving and your legs were already starting to twitch around her as your back arched. Your lips fell apart and formed an ‘O’.

“Oh, dearest,” Ambessa cupped your face.

“M-make her stop, please, I'm— I'm— t-too much,” you choked on your sobs as you begged Ambessa.

Hoping and praying that she'd have some control over Sevika but she only chuckled in that same amused tone before she said, “Well, I think Sevika deserves her treat after taking her time putting a brat like you in her place.”

You whimpered and trembled under Sevika's weight as she pressed her pussy against yours, your brain was turning into mindless mush and all you could do was moan her name. Sevika's body locked, her abs flexing as she came against your overstimulated pussy. You could only moan weakly and groan.

“Please…”

You just laid there for the rest of the night and let Sevika use you however she wished while you sobbed in Ambessa's lap.

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licealiceeee · 17 days ago

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⌇ BOOBIES ノ—DRABBLE

boobies, boobie sucking, very rough sex, strap, lactation kink :3

Who knows what you did to get Ambessa in such a state, to have you perched up on her lap, making you ride her like a street whore desperate for money.

I mean really, what could you have done?

Maybe it was the attitude you’ve given her since the second you’ve woken up, or the fact that you wouldn’t stop talking during her war planning.

Or maybe, it was because she damn felt like it.

The reasoning behind her actions flew out the window once she had stripped in front of you, her tits on display, how heavy they were, how her nipples perked, how full they were even after years of postpartum.

You rode her messier by the second, eyes never peeling off her dark brown breasts, you didn’t even realize how close you were to one of them.

“Looks like my princess wants a taste.” You heard her voice say in a low, calm tone— God, she drives you insane.

You latched on, tongue running over her hard nub sucking just enough to get that milky substance you craved so much.

You even let out a moan. Her milk coming into contact with your taste buds, eyes rolling back as you continued to suckle.

Her war-calloused hands now controlling your hips, moving you up and down on her dark red strap, a white ring forming at the base of the strap, made purely by your arousal.

You could never stop creaming, not with a woman like Ambessa at your grasp.

More likely, you at her grasp.

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licealiceeee · 17 days ago

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being ambessas maid (essentially fucktoy) who gets to like sit on her lap through meetings and drip all over her thighs I dunno

or like you were her maid but then she thought you were too pretty to do any work so you just get to lie on couches/her bed all day

𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐀 𝐱 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐃 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐄!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

WORD COUNT: 1.8k words . . .

SMUT TAGS: thigh humping, fingering

When the Noxian warlord conquered the lands of your hometown, you thought it was over. You had no other choice but to apply to do housework in the Medarda Estate. The economy was terrible. There was no other option available right now for you other than breaking your back wiping floors and walls all day long. Every corner was laced with gold in the Estate when you entered and all you could do was gawk at the wealth that you'd never have.

The head cleaner of the Estate took one look at you and asked, “Are you sure you want to apply for the position?”

You were decently pretty for a girl your age and status. You nodded dryly. “Gotta do what you gotta do to keep food on the table.”

“Ah, I see, I understand. There's an apron in the back, you should wear it, you wouldn't wanna stain your, uhh,—” she gestured at the clothes that you had on.

No matter where you went you always dressed up and dolled up well, you knew how pretty privilege could benefit girls like you and you took full advantage of it. I mean, why wouldn't you? You had nothing to lose.

You smiled brightly, “I take it that means I have the job?”

“Yeah, we're kinda short staffed here so of course, the more the merrier.” The girl laughed somewhat nervously before she walked away. You could see why she was nervous now. The General seemed to be in a really bad mood.

You didn't look at her quite, and just kept your head down as you dusted about the Estate. The artefacts that you dusted were almost all pure gold and it made you feel a twinge of jealousy but you stuffed it down and ignored it.

You reached the bed chambers a while later, knocking, “Cleaning.” You announced.

A deep voice answered “Come inside.” And you felt your panties dampen instantly. You opened the ceiling high doors and stepped inside gingerly. Ambessa Medarda. None other than the General herself. She was seated at the corner where there was a desk stacked with a pile of papers.

“Clean up, and be quick.” Ambessa said, not bothering to look up from the clipboard which was reading from.

“Yes, ma'am,” you mumbled under your breath and quickly moved about the room, dusting and cleaning.

You tried to be as fast as you could while also being efficient, as you bent down however the neck of your dress practically gave away and flashed your cleavage. You quickly grabbed at it and straightened. Ambessa raised a brow, turning to face you once she saw you move at her peripheral vision.

“You look a bit too well-dressed to be just a maid.” Ambessa said, extending an arm and featuring you to come closer.

You obliged, stepping closer. You nervously twirled a hair between your fingers— a habit you developed a while ago. Ambessa held the side of your waist, her big hand almost engulfing your waist in it as she guided you closer and closer to her until you were easily perched on one of her thick, meaty thighs.

“Oh,” you flushed bright red.

“There we go, pretty little thing,” Ambessa used her other hand to tuck back a strand of your hair as she made sure you were comfortably seated on her lap.

Your heart pounded against your ribs so hard it was almost difficult to breathe. You were so close to the Noxian warlord you could see every fine line of her face, her breath smelled faintly of wine and something a little more musky but very subtle. You loved it. You loved being on this woman's lap.

“You're too precious to be part of the cleaning staff.” Ambessa's hand squeezed your hip and your thighs pressed together instantly.

“Is that so?” You tried to respond but your brain was lagging so badly.

“Yes, dollface, I expect you to come straight to my bedchambers everyday that you're reporting for work, understood?” Ambessa held you so easily in her hands, as if you were just a doll to play with.

“Understood, General.” You breathed.

“Please, call me Ambessa,” she said before smirking, “Although, I enjoy hearing that title on your lips too.”

You giggled, a little more free this time as your shoulders relaxed. You felt Ambessa's hand slip down from your waist to your ass, giving it a firm squeeze as if testing out how you'd react if she did so.

“Do you treat all the pretty maids this way?” You asked.

“If I said yes, would you be jealous?” Ambessa leaned back, pulling you closer.

“Maybe.”

Ambessa didn't just give you luxury. She gave you power, the kind that didn’t need gold or a name, but came with every glance she threw your way and every inch of skin she claimed. She gave you silk sheets and crimson wine. She gave you a room of your own, closer to hers than any of the other servants would ever dare step. She gave you a place at her side during quiet dinners, where war generals would glance at you in confusion, some even in resentment, wondering who you were to be granted such proximity to a woman who crushed nations with her bare hands.

But above all else, Ambessa gave you attention.

Not just fleeting or indulgent, but sharp, possessive attention. She watched your every move like you were something rare, like you were hers. And you liked it. You were hers. Each morning, you’d still dress up, paint your lips, slipping into the apron that had long become a mockery. Because no one in that Estate saw you as a maid anymore. You were something else— Ambessa’s something.

While Ambessa worked, she had you on her lap, wearing her ring— the Medarda emblem— grinding down against her thighs as she kept you dressed in the finest silk of Noxus. You were a whimpering mess as you humped her thigh and leg out the filthiest little sounds right there against her ear as she worked. Her pen didn't even stutter as it glided about the page and she noted down her war strategies. She wasn't paying attention to you.

“You're so desperate.” Ambessa finally uttered after a while but she still didn't spare you even just a glance, her eyes were hyper fixated on her work and it didn't seem like your sexual frustration would distract her anytime soon.

“Please, ‘Bessa, baby,” you pouted your glossy lips out, hair slowly dishevelled and face flushed from effort as your clit grinded down, bare, against the rough material of Ambessa's pants. You needed her so badly.

Ambessa ignored you for a while and didn't bother looking up or acknowledging your pathetic attempts at getting off. She was far too drowned in her work. She didn't care. Your ass squished against her knee as you continued your rubbing, your pussy was starting to leave a damp, wet patch on her thigh and she seemed to not give a shit about it. Ambessa only moved once she’d finished signing a particularly long sheet of military logistics. Her pen clicked, echoing in the silent room, and you froze because that sound always meant one thing.

Her fingers tapped the desk once, a signal.

“Get off and bend over the desk,” she said coolly, still not looking at you.

You scrambled to obey, legs a little shaky as you stepped off her lap and stood. Your cunt throbbed with each heartbeat, lips slick and swollen. You knew what she liked, how she liked you to present yourself and so you leaned over the smooth, dark wood of her desk, pushing your hips back slightly, back arched, dress bunched up to your waist, ass bare.

A slow silence passed.

Then her chair creaked. And a moment later, Ambessa’s fingers trailed up the back of your thigh, slow and teasing, rough pads of her fingertips dragging over your skin. She dipped in between your legs and you sucked in a breath, your body jerking with anticipation.

“Soaking the desk already,” she murmured. “Haven’t even touched you properly yet.”

You whimpered. “Please…”

Ambessa finally stood fully behind you, one hand gripping your hip, the other sliding through your folds. She was cruel in the way she made it last, long strokes that never quite circled your clit, fingers that dipped just inside and then pulled back out again.

“Worked yourself up just grinding on me,” she mocked gently. “What a spoiled little wife I’ve made.”

You clenched around nothing at that, toes curling in your boots.

Her fingers finally sank in, two of them, thick and unyielding. She pushed in slowly, then crooked them hard, hitting that spot inside you that made your knees buckle slightly.

“Ambessa—”

“Quiet.”

You shut up instantly, forehead resting on the cool desk. Her hand twisted and pumped, wrist moving with fluid confidence. Her thumb pressed just above your clit but didn’t rub. It was like she was teasing you just by existing in that spot. You wanted more friction. You needed more friction.

But Ambessa wasn’t going to make it that easy.

“You want to come?” she asked, voice low, calm, condescending.

You nodded desperately. “Yes, yes please—”

“Then you’ll have to earn it.”

The fingers stopped moving entirely. You groaned in frustration, hips shifting.

She leaned down close to your ear. “Sit on the edge of the desk.”

You followed, hopping up clumsily, legs trembling as you sat on the thick edge of the wood. Ambessa stepped between your thighs, her large frame towering over you. Her hands slid under your knees and pushed them apart until you were completely exposed to her. Her fingers returned, but this time she didn’t waste time teasing. She shoved them in deep, curling them ruthlessly. The heel of her palm hit your clit again and again with each pump of her hand. Your body jolted, breaths coming in hard, whiny pants as your slick dripped over her knuckles.

“You going to come all over my hand like a good little trophy?” she growled against your mouth, not kissing you yet, just letting her words vibrate through your lips.

“Yes, yes— Ambessa, I’m— !”

Your climax hit hard. Your legs shook, mouth falling open in a silent cry as your walls pulsed around her fingers, juices coating her palm and dripping onto the desk beneath you. She didn’t slow down until you were practically twitching in her grasp, sobbing from the overstimulation. Ambessa finally pulled her fingers free and wiped them on your inner thigh, smearing your cum across your skin like paint. Her other hand lifted your chin and forced you to look at her.

“Clean yourself up and be presentable,” she said, stepping back. “You’ll be dining with me tonight.”

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