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Sevika or Vi X a shy reader who’s actually a freak in the sheets? In public, they’re shy, soft-spoken, easily flustered by PDA, it’s a surprise they’ve lasted this long in Zaun. At home though? Complete 180, energetic, yapper, and they cannot keep their hands to themselves. They always have to wrap their arms around Vi or their hand on Sevika and they are insatiable in bed. It’s enough to rival Sevika’s sex drive. It’s just romance that throws them off and pushes them back into being flustered.

PDA

contains suggestive themes, strap use

Sevika never took you for the freaky type. All it took was for her to wrap an arm around you and you were already all blushy for her. You were both still only starting out the dating phase so you were giddy around her. She gave you the butterflies after all. Sevika pulled you in a kiss every now and then, causing you to blush deeply and shyly ask her for more. “You want more, hmmm?”

Sevika was soft around you. Always. Maybe it was the shyness that made her feel so different for you. All Sevika wanted to do was cradle you and protect you. “Come on, bunny, you won't die if you just come to my place with me.” Sevika teased gently, pulling you onto her lap at the Last Drop.

You whined, trying to push out of her lap, “Sevika, there are people!” You whisper-shouted. Sevika shook her head with an eye roll.

“It's fine, bunny.” She smirked and kissed the corner of your lips, her lips lingering just a moment longer on your skin before pulling away. “You're so cute, my little bunny.”

You shyly swung your legs, butt pressing plushly on her lap before you finally said in a timid voice, “Okay, let's go to your place.”

Sevika got up, picking you up bridal style with ease. You flushed redder and stared at how her muscles bulged with her movements. Sevika opened the door, kicking it shut behind herself and taking you to the bedroom.

“Sev…” you mumbled.

“Mhm?” Sevika hummed, putting you on the bed gently. You immediately shifted under the covers to hide yourself from her.

“You're so mean, you know I get shy with PDA.” You huffed.

Sevika chuckled, shaking her head. She got under the covers with you, pulling you close to herself. “Mmm, you're so warm.” Sevika said, hand around your smaller frame. You cuddled up to her but then your gaze lingered a moment longer on how Sevika's nipples were clear as daylight because she wasn't wearing a bra underneath her tank top.

You tried to ignore it but it was hard. “I like this.” You whispered, leaning your head against her shoulder. “You do, huh? Well, I guess you like being touchy in private?” Sevika pulled you on her lap, resting her back against the headboard of the bed.

With a little giggle, you clambered on top of her lap, straddling her thighs, “Give me kisses.” You demanded, grabbing the neck of her top and bringing her close.

“Oooh, so demanding.” Sevika smirked and pressed her lips against yours. She was shocked when you took control and pushed your tongue inside, invading her mouth.

This had never happened to Sevika before. Sevika almost gasped when your tongue pushed deeper in her mouth, swiping against her sharp teeth and tracing her tooth gap. The kiss deepened, your saliva dripping down Sevika's chin.

You almost moaned in the kiss, rubbing your crotch against Sevika's thigh. Sevika's eyes opened which had closed due to the intensity of the kiss. Her grey eyes held wide and she stared at you as if you'd grown two heads.

“What happened to my shy, timid bunny?” Sevika breathed when you finally pulled away from the kiss.

Oh, Sevika was gonna know what happened to her shy bunny soon. She had you folded in a mating press, your legs flailing from time to time when she thrusted too hard with her strap. “Fuck, pretty fuckin’ pussy, so greedy for daddy's cock.” Sevika panted out, sweat making her muscles look so shiny.

You moaned loudly, bordering on pornographic as you clutched your legs, holding them in place. “Daddy! Daddy! More!” You cried out, clenching on her strap and gasped when you felt her thumb rubbing tight circles over your clit. She was such a menace.

“Yeah, you want daddy to knock you up?” Sevika punctuated each of her words with a deep stroke. Your eyes were watery from the pleasure, yet you craved more. You needed more.

“Oh, fuck, daddy, yes!” You replied, drooling from the pleasure as your hands let go of your legs, clutching the sheets instead. Sevika pulled your legs apart, resting them on her shoulders, her hand squeezing your breast almost painfully.

With a last thrust, she made you come all over the silicone cock, the purple surface of it slick.

“Seems like I underestimated you.” Sevika said as she rubbed your thighs, pulling them down so you could lay properly and get a breather.

“What'd you take me for? I'm not a pushover.” Yot paused. “At least not indoors.”

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Reposting a comment I made on a post and adding to it

x Reader fics need to handle writing “reader” better sometimes

As a 6ft afab person who’s built like a man and has never been super feminine and has a more unique haircut that’s shorter I hate to read about “readers” petite, small, pale body and her “long flowy straight hair”, etc.

Reader is meant to be ambiguous!! And if it’s important to the plot please mention it at the beginning!!! If it’s not important to the plot why is it being included???

Some people who are reading may be tall, fat, skinny, short, or even somewhere in between. The readers could have a hijab, 4c hair, locks, braids, long hair, short hair, wavy, no hair and even more.

Stop making all readers so sweet and innocent, I want a reader who’s petty and sassy sometimes. I’ve noticed also that so many readers are either too baby to do anything or over powered.

Personally I also hate reading about obviously toxic men and relationships that the reader goes back to because they are “so in love”, like no please let me deck that sucker and leave them in the dust and be happier.

Also, if you label your post with the tag “___ x reader” or titled with “___ x reader” and then make descriptions and then ADD A NAME!!! It’s not an x reader fic and I heavily want to block you.

Edit:

Hey hello! I just wanted to add that I heavily respect and love fic writers! So many have a talent that I will never reach or have and I appreciate your content being put out at all! I made this post as a 5 am ramble and was half delirious lol

People can write as they please and I’ll ignore it if I’m not interested or I’ll make slight internal edits to fit me if I am

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#i need that expeditiously 

sfw. blue collar abby rant

thinking of blue collar abby who just loves to come home after a long day and find you humming and stirring a pot of her favorite soup after a long day. she doesn’t mind if she’d come home to find you simply in bed or on the couch, but something about you making her something delicious? she just has to approach you from behind with strong arms wrapping around you, and then you smile and fuck, she feels it everywhere. “what’s this, baby? smells so good,” she croons, and she doesn’t know if she is referring to the food or you, who smells like home to her. When you giggle at her greeting, she can’t help but laugh with you and rock you back and forth, whispering sweet things in your ear about how lucky she is, how you just love to spoil her, how you look so pretty humming to yourself as you stir, the beautiful sight she walked into. You’ll have to pry her off of you, but you can’t catch a break because as soon as she is done eating (insanely quickly, might i add), she’ll pull you into her warm, your favorite place, and just kiss you for as long as she can manage without literally exploding from the amount of love she has for you, her sweet girl.

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It's me again ehe

Also, a little bonus for the girlies

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ellie hitting it from the back then yanking your hair until your back is arched against her front and she's just fucking up into you whispering the nastiest things into your ear :((💭💭💞💞

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𝒄𝒐𝒘𝒃𝒐𝒚!𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 - having you ride on her abs while wearing her cowboy hat.

drabble❦

"atta girl, doin' so good for me" sevika's low, smoth husky voice ranged through your ears, her southern accent making you stomach churn in delight. . . your hips moved in a fast pace, your wet slick cunt moving up and down her muscular stomach, her large hands cupping your ass occasionally letting a rough slap on your flesh which caused you to whine and flinch.

grunts escaping your soft lips as the contact of your warm cunt moved smoothly against sevikas flesh.

"cmon on darlin' make me proud," sevika said with a soft growl in her voice, her large hands holding onto you tightly. . . . she loved this, loved the sight of you attempting to get yourself off on her . . . and the fact that her brown cowboy hat sat tightly on top of your head - pupils dilated as you quickened your pace.

your hand grabbed sevika's wrist , causing her grip to loosen - you brought her hand to your right boob letting her cup it , sevika letting out a soft grunt at your action.

"my pretty cowgirl is so dirty huh?. . . . " sevika says teasingly before moving her hand to your waist, she could tell you were getting tired - your thighs burning and pace faltering.

sevika's hands started to move them for you, in a quick fast pace, making you whimper and dropping your head in her neck as the cowboy hat that was once on your head now fell to the floor , sevika humming at the sound of your soft pants and wines that escaped your lips and right into her ears.

"s-sev! imma gonna! ah! fuck!" sevika smirked at your words, letting out a low grunt as she felt your cunt let out your sweet juices right on her stomach - the feeling of you clenching around nothing against her turned her on even more.

"Get on your stomach darlin'. ."

cowboy!sevika headcannons

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guys 😵‍💫

um. creaming around sevika’s three long, thick fingers…are you guys with me?

okay she’s got you on her lap in the last drop and she’s on her second to last card game. she’s about maybe two cigars in, three drinks of whiskey and two blunts (one thanks to you that you so graciously rolled her)

and while this is all happening, she has her fingers deep in your cunt. circling her thumb on your clit while curling and pumping her fingers slowly in and out of your pussy…and when the men need a break from a game and go get a drink from the bar, she’s fucking into you fast, your slick dripping down her wrist and onto the booth seat

“dirty fucking girl,” her hand is fucking soaked of you, and her eyes are dark while she keeps her gaze on you while rubbing your clit with your thumb. “letting me fuck you in public, look how fucking wet your cunt gets.” your whining and whimpering against her shoulder to muffle your moans and she’s chuckling darkly at the action

“needy fucking baby,” she mumbles before slowing her movements as she hears the men coming back. “better be quiet or i won’t let you cum when i win.”

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#a tear just ran down my leg

riding ambessa's fingers after being so pent up... she's been so busy, you missed her so much. when she's finally home and she recognizes the hungry stare you give, oh she's more than happy to oblige her sweetheart. you're scratching new scars onto her back as she roughly holds your hips down with her free hand, not granting you any escape. you've already cum twice and each time she simply readjusts you and continues pumping. ambessa knows what you like, what you need, and her fingers are so big, thick — fuck, you're seeing stars. she tuts as you bury your face into her neck, feeling the delicious vibrations of your now tired, breathy moans against her skin.

"don't slow yourself," she almost mocks you. the calloused pads of her fingers graze your sweet spot again, and you bite down onto her shoulder heedlessly as you feel yourself come close once more. "keep your pace. as fast as you were, my dear. you can take it."

(men + minors dni!)

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threesome with bfm!abby + her best friend sevika (aka me trying to make a crossover happen)

18+ only minors DNI

it honestly wasn’t planned, to say the least. before you left with your boyfriend to attend a friend’s birthday party, you had the courtesy of meeting his mother’s best friend, sevika.

“so this must be the not-so-lucky girlfriend, yeah?” she asks before turning her head to abby, to which she nods. “hey there, pretty girl. name’s sevika.” she says, offering her hand out to you.

you blush at the name she gives you and reach out to shake her hand. her palm had felt so large and warm in yours, almost like abby's, but maybe a little bit bigger. you let go of her hand, and you can't help but curiously look at her other arm, seeing that it’s entirely replaced with a metal prosthetic.

sevika catches your glance shifting and she looks down at her arm. "oh, this?" she says, looking back up at you. "i lost it about a decade ago, but i’m alright though. besides…” she pauses for a moment before continuing. “my other one still works just as good.” she says with a wink. you got the joke behind that, of course. but what you didn’t know was that you were going to be the one she’d use that hand on.

fast forward to now, and you’ve wound up in bed with two of the finest, most masculine women you could ever imagine yourself with. you’re trapped in between them, sitting in abby’s lap with your back against her chest while sevika was resting in between your legs and eating your pussy out in a painfully slow, yet rough manner.

“sevika, i said be gentle,” abby says from behind, gently caressing your breasts as she watches sevika’s movements. “i told you she’s sensitive.”

sevika grunts back at her, briefly removing her mouth off of your throbbing clit to speak to her. “where’s the fun in that, anderson?” she replies as she inserts a second finger into your soaked cunt, admiring how you squirmed and whined at her touch. “look at how much she likes it…pretty girl seems to be enjoying herself from the looks of it.”

while abby and sevika may present themselves in similar ways, you realize that they are both completely different in bed. abby was the gentle type, who’d always touch you and handle your body with care as if you were a porcelain doll that could shatter at any moment. sevika, on the other hand, was the opposite. she’s been manhandling the hell out of your thighs and pussy for the past ten minutes now, as if you had now turned into a ragdoll that could be easily thrown around the bed.

but if there’s one thing the two women have in common…it’s that making you cum was their number one priority.

“you okay, beautiful?” abby purrs into your ear, gently planting kisses on the back of your neck as sevika continued to finger your cunt. “is sevika taking good care of you?”

you nod with a whine, and while abby took that as a valid answer, sevika sure didn’t. her metal hand gripped your inner thigh harshly, causing you to jerk back at her. “answer her question, sweetheart.” she mused, her steel gray eyes staring you down.

“y-yes! please keep going sev…” you whine out to her. sevika hummed, bringing her gaze back down to your pussy. “such a pretty pussy, baby… it’s crazy how anderson’s kid can get to taste this whenever he wants.”

“yeah, about that…” abby chimes in, stifling a laugh. “it’s just me who does that. andrew always refuses to do it.”

sevika scoffed and shook her head in disbelief, her flesh fingers slowing down their movements inside you. “you’re fucking lying.” her eyes shift back to you. “she’s lying, right?”

you look down at sevika with a straight face, slowly shaking your head. “it’s true…h-he never does…”

sevika couldn’t help herself. she starts to laugh, still unable to wrap her head around it. “jesus, anderson, your kid is pretty stupid for that. who wouldn’t wanna get a taste of this gorgeous girl?” she leans in and licks another stripe up your pussy, letting out a groan as she savored the arousal that caught on her tastebuds. “she tastes like fucking heaven.”

“that’s exactly what i told her,” abby replied. “but what can i say? he gets his self-absorption from his father, and i sure can’t fix his stupidity either.”

you whined as your pussy clenched tightly around sevika’s fingers. it felt insane to think about it, but the fact that abby and sevika were talking shit about your boyfriend like this couldn’t help but turn you on even more.

however, sevika was quick to feel your actions as her gaze drops back down to your pussy. “did you just clench around me?” she asks, looking back up at you. her fingers began to speed up a little now, causing a whimper to escape from your throat as you clutch onto abby’s bicep. “seems like she’s getting off on hearing us talk shit about her useless boyfriend.”

abby chuckles, leaning in to press a kiss on your cheek. “it’s because she knows it’s true. besides, she’s got two women right here who’s gonna give her all the pleasure her body needs tonight.”

sevika smirks, spreading your thighs out farther for her. “in that case, you better buckle up, princess…because we’re just getting started.”

yeah so anyways…i kinda want to make a full fic of this…should i make a full fic of this??

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♱ dom, sub, or switch? ft. sevika, vi, jinx, caitlyn, mel, ellie, and abby. ♱

syp. headcanons on whether they would dom, sub, or switch + how they’d do it.

cw: nsfw content!!, degradation, praise, dirty talk, teasing, mocking, dumbification, cursing (obv), daddy/mommy kink, mentions of tying up/gagging, strap-on sex, fingering, cunnilingus, handcuffs, slapping, spanking, pet names (baby, babe, doll, hon, toots, darling, pretty girl, etc.), mentions of soft sex/morning sex, breeding kink, possessive behavior, punishments, hair-pulling, tribbing, mentions of gunplay/knifeplay, just rough and nasty shit!! (+ more...)

disclaimer: this is just my opinion! (and maybe self-indulgent)

sevika: a mean service dom!! (subs very rarely)

♱ she loves to tease/mock/make fun of you during sex! it’s all love though, she knows you enjoy it.

♱ ex. of her teasing/mocking you: "you sound like a fuckin' porn star when you moan like that..." + "fuck, doll. you're suckin' me in that needy pussy. don't need any lube when you're already dripping all over the fuckin' sheets you slut."

♱ dirty talks you as though you’re just a slut that she’s using for her pleasure but her actions are the complete opposite of that! she thoroughly enjoys making you feel good in the way you want to!

♱ brat tamer! sevika will bend that ass over TRUST.

♱ if you like praise, she’s in your ear like, “yeah, baby. you like that shit, huh? makin’ those pretty noises for me.” + “love touchin’ on this wet fuckin’ pussy.”

♱ if you like degradation, she goes crazy. teasing you and belittling you makes her cunt throb, “look at you. you like getting fucked like a whore? fuckin’ pathetic.” + “jus’ wanna get fucked dumb, don’t you? brain gets real empty when you’re full of dick.”

♱ i’ve said this before but she prefers giving over receiving and being the one to make you fall apart. although she won’t deny you giving her pleasure as well, she just doesn’t prefer it.

♱ sevika likes strapping! no, she LOVES strapping. it makes her feel masculine in all the best ways and anything that makes you feel good, she LOVES!

♱ has a thing for titles during sex! or just you saying her name! do with that information what you will...

♱ if she were to sub, she’d lowkey be embarrassed and quiet compared to her talkative nature when she doms (lol).

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vi: a switch with a SLIGHT preference for domming.

(soft service dom + obedient service(y) sub)

♱ vi has some similarities in the way sevika doms but vi is definitely less mean and prefers to praise you and lowkey baby you (unless you want to be degraded!) she just wants you to feel good + will do anything to achieve that.

♱ she likes using the strap but prefers to use her hands and mouth to make you cum. she loves seeing you cream, gush, & squirt up close.

♱ she NEEDS to see how good she makes you feel and will even ask/beg you to tell her, “c’mon baby, tell daddy how good she’s making you feel? need to hear you, sweetheart.” + “lemme hear you, please.”

♱ + yes!! she likes being called daddy (idc!!) but in a submissive context as well as when she doms. she loves it when you’re mocking her while you fuck her like, “aww. am i making daddy feel good?” and she’s like “fuck yeah, babe. gonna make me fuckin' cum.”

♱ vi likes her wrists cuffed and mouth tied when she’s getting fucked into the mattress + she loves the strap being used on her!!

♱ she just wants to be good for you! praise her! tell her she’s doing good!

♱ vi enjoys letting you stuff her face in your cunt and she likes it when you use her for your pleasure + also enjoys when you pin her down so she has no choice but to let you give her the sloppiest, messiest head imaginable, “oh fuck!! s-shit fuuuuck. right t-there��

♱ tribbing/scissoring with her is like pure heaven! nobody’s even subbing or domming in those moments, just pure desire, need. the feeling of your cunt on hers, the filthy wet noises, and your face make her cum so fast.

♱ chronic lover-girl through and through!! she’s always telling you how much she loves you when she’s in it (or when you’re in it), “love you so much, so perfect f’me, baby.” + “love you! feels s-so good”

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jinx: a switch with a preference for subbing.

(bratty sub + playful mean-ish dom)

♱ jinx is the type to be sassy/bratty during sex whether she's domming or subbing! she's definitely always pulling your hips/hands towards her so you can fuck her deeper and she's so mean about it, "ughhh, toots, deeper! moreee!! you're not fucking me hard enough!"

♱ she always has that needy 'fuck me' look on her face--eyebrows furrowed and eyes glossed over as she bites her lower lip and tries to seduce you into doing whatever she wants. it works too.

♱ she gets carried away with the dirty talk. i mean CARRIED AWAY, "d'ya like the way my pussy feels against yours, baby? how wet 'n creamy i am? 'm all riled up for you, hon." + "wanna fuck ya next, make you gush all over 'n mess shit up!"

♱ wants to be put in her place deep down...

♱ jinx also loves soft sex; the feeling of you gently pinning her legs in the air when you both wake up in the morning and making out with her cunt + she's a head pusher LOL! as kinky as she is, it's your softness and willingness to please her that makes her truly feel good.

♱ a feen for sloppy sex. she loves it all and she's not afraid to get her hands dirty if it means she gets to get off and have fun! she'll have your fingers all pruned up and your mouth dripping wet by the time she's done with you.

♱ she likes to be marked up and claimed + will also mark you up so everybody knows you're hers.

♱ gunplay/knifeplay enthusiast.

♱ jinx loves it when you tell her how perfect 'n pretty she is when she's subbing... when she's dimming, however... she's real mean!

♱ sits on your face and holds your head where her cunt is, "keep lickin', sweetness, don't stop until i cum! or else i'll have to hurt cha!"

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caitlyn: a switch with no preference.

(soft-ish mommy dom + soft/obedient sub)

♱ caitlyn gives mommy dom because she definitely has specific rules for when you can touch yourself (if you're even allowed to) and she's big on manners and politeness. she wants you to be the best girl you can be and will reward you for doing so.

♱ she likes it when you call her mommy in and out of bed, only in private though.

♱ her definition of a 'reward' is plunging her long, thin fingers into your tight wet cunt as she rests her back against the headboard. your upper back is mirroring hers as it rests against her stomach and your lower back pressed plush up against her clothed pussy, "fuck, darling. you're such a little minx, being so good lately. you knew mommy would do this to you, didn't you?" + "good girl. you deserve this," she whispers into your ear as her fingers reach inside you, as deep as they can go.

♱ the type of dom to pick your clothes, shoes, and make-up out for you before special events; especially at fancy dinners and 'n rich piltover people shit. she wants everyone to see that you're hers; that she's got yet another thing for others to be jealous of.

♱ she hates to have to punish you! but she will! let's say you copped an attitude or got needy at one of those important fancy events... that soft mommy dom role that you know and love would come crashing down so fast. rather than comforting whispers of "good girl" near your ears, you hear "you've been such a bad girl. i've got to punish you now, love, i'm sorry." + "but, hey... it'll be over soon. maybe next time you'll think about being such a misbehaving little whore.”

♱ as punishment, she puts her strap on you and forces you to watch her ass jiggle and thighs shake as she bounces on the faux cock in reverse cowgirl. if you even think about touching her, you're in for it.

♱ queen of spanking your ass and rubbing a soothing hand over it when she's done, profusely apologizing for causing you pain. but she had to do it! or else you'd never learn.

♱ when she subs for you, she's so loud. not talkative, but loud. her moans echo through her private chambers as you pleasure her.

♱ your name is on repeat when she subs!! she's always saying it.

♱ she likes when you pull her ponytail and slap her ass when you hit it from the back, she's verbal then-- always urging you to "mmm, pull harder, yes!! like t-that..." + "s-shit, please make me cum, p-please."

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mel: a controlling/power bottom sub.

♱ mel is the type of sub who has dom energy but channels that into being the most pleasure-seeking power bottom sub ever!! that doesn't mean she doesn't care about your pleasure, but she prefers receiving compared to giving when engaging in sex with you.

♱ she loves to grab at your ass when you're strapping her in missionary to force you to fuck into her deeper, harder, and faster, "more. give me more." + "are you going to fuck me? or slack off the entire time?"

♱ bratty asf!

♱ when you finally do put her in her place, she's speechless. you have her in doggy style, forcing her back into a painful arch as you manhandle her hips up and down on your strap--you unmoving as her warm walls slide smoothly along the thick ridges of the plastic dick. her eyes roll to the back of her head as her mouth forms a perfect O shape, "uh-uh-uhng fuck! mmph!" + "yes! yes! yes! f-fuck!"

♱ when you're eating her out, she's much like jinx, tangling her hands in your hair while grinding her messy cunt along your mouth.

♱ wants to be filled up. (chronic breeding kink)

♱ to add to that, mel ikes to roleplay as if she's forcing you to cum inside her, wrapping her legs around your waist, strong grip trapping you. her voice is dripping with desire, a need to be claimed--taken, "yes, my sweet. cum inside me. don't you fucking pull out."

♱ the times when she does touch you, she's looking deep into your eyes as she does so, needing to see the way she affects you.

♱ tribbing princess! she twerks her ass on your cunt like she's made for it, "yes, honey, i looove that... fucking cunt's so wet f'you, love."

♱ i have an inkling that mel likes being punished... she craves someone who will force her to take responsibility and accountability.

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abby: a MEAN ass hard dom. just plain mean.

♱ abby is EVIL. like the meanest on this list. she FUCKS. HARD.

♱ she doesn't like subbing, i fear! she likes receiving but not subbing.

♱ if you thought sevika was mean, you've got another thing coming if you don't think abby is much worse. the way she taunts and borderline bullies you when she fucks you is criminal (criminally hot).

♱ ex. of "taunts and borderline bullies you": "take it. take this shit. why you runnin', huh? you were beggin' me to fuck this fuckin' cunt just a second ago, right, slut? so you'd better suck it up and just take it." + "yeeeahh, you nasty little whore. takin' daddy's dick sooo well, babe." + "mm, fuck!! you need this dick. you need this fuckin' shit."

♱ daddy is what she wants to be called. plain and simple. if you slip up and accidentally call her abby when she's in it, she's pressing herself deeper inside of you, thrusting in you painfully, "what did you say, bitch? what did you fuckin' say?!" + "not my name, baby. 's daddy to you. daddy's the one who makes this pussy gush."

♱ will fuck you in front of a mirror and force you to keep eye contact with her regardless of whether it's her cock or her fingers drilling your hole.

♱ eye contact is important for her, she's slapping you across the face if you divert your eyes away from her own after she specifically ordered you not to, "the fuck?! told you to look at me, princess. look at me when i'm fucking you, kay?"

♱ slaps you! chokes you! gags you! ties you up!

♱ her tough facade slightly cracks when she gets lost in the way you're rolling your hips in a circle, clit rubbing against hers, "s-shit's gonna make me nut, baby." + "fuuuck! that pussy's perfect, babe."

♱ yes, she says "nut" when talking about cumming unironically. sue me.

♱ the thought of breeding you, getting you pregnant has her FERAL. the first time she heard you mutter a quiet "cum in me, daddy." had her hips stuttering for a second, eyes flashing with feelings of an almost primal instinct. the only thought that was running through her mind at that moment was ‘breed. breed. breed’, "f-fuckin' hell, angel. do you want daddy to cum in you? put a baby inside you?" + "wanna get you fuckin' pregnant. gonna fuck you until my cum is spilling out."

♱ CEO of daddy kink and rough, nasty sex.

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ellie: a switch with an unknown(?) preference.

(playful/chill dom + shy sub)

♱ ellie is a bit more laid back/chill when it comes to domming! she's not super big on punishments and rules and all that jazz (unless you asked her to be) and she enjoys you willingly submitting to her without having to do too much.

♱ an enjoyer of fun, and sometimes silly sex.

♱ she loves to talk to you and embarrass you a little bit! if you're noisy or audibly wet, you're not hearing the end of it from her, "daaamn, babe. you hear that? you hear that, huh? 's me making that pussy wet." + "you're so loud, baby, you like puttin' on a show, yeah?"

♱ (s)trap queen! she enjoys using it and having it used on her!

♱ she won't degrade you as much but she occasionally mixes it in with her usual praise, "fuck, pretty girl. you really are a slut but... just for me though, hmm?" + "you look so beautiful all exposed for me."

♱ ellie can get possessive when she's in it. she's always using "me" and "mine" to verbalize her claim on you.

♱ the best at fingering on this list...

♱ her favorite way to be dominated by you is when you flip her over and fuck her from the back. it's such a pretty sight; her bent over with her back arched fucking back on you while you pin her down, forcing her to just, take it.

♱ ellie likes it when you use her own words against her (from when she was dominant) and throw it in her face, "you hear that, ellie? you hear that little pussy getting wet for me, huh?" + "you're so loud, ellie. gonna wake up our neighbors."

♱ wants her ass slapped raw.

♱ she goes "uugh, uh, uh, ungnh, f-fuuck!!" when you fuck her. she gets very overwhelmed with how good she's feeling and blacks out.

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ignore the insane amount of tags...

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cw: overstimulation, orgasm control??, clit torture, cunnilingus, anal fingering, slight bondage, power dynamic, d/s dynamics, pet names, impact play, safe word mentioned but not used, guided masterbation

wc: 1.6k

Your ears are ringing from the countless orgasms you’ve been exposed to. The tears pouring down your cheeks are only used as encouragement for your wife, encouragement to continue the pleasurable torture.

Ambessa has your legs pushed up against your chest with her left forearm, her other hand occupied with the task of pummelling three of her fingers in and out of you at an intense speed. You had tried for over an hour to get her to relent, your cries falling on deaf ears. She didn’t even give you a verbal answer since she was busy using her mouth to suck up your clit into her mouth and swirl patterns on it with her tongue. Using her teeth every now and then to get a more vocal reaction out of you.

You’ve gone nearly completely silent, breaking the squelching filled silence with your whimpers whenever you were about to cum. Your body is so tired, your brain screaming at you to say your safe word but it all felt too good. Using your hands to push her away wasn’t an option either, she made sure of that by handcuffing them to the headboard above you before she begun.

You feel as if a higher power had granted you mercy when she moves off of your clit for the first time, in a way that’s exactly what happened. This victory was very short-lived when you feel her fingers exit you and her tongue enter you. To your dismay, you see her previously occupied fingers start moving towards your clit. This change in rhythm gives you the idea to squirm up the bed to try and get away, so you do just that. Looking to get some sort of break.

She stops everything she’s doing to look up at you, she looks directly into your eyes and holds her intimidating gaze until she feels you’ve gotten the message. She reaches up with her left hand and swings it in the air, milliseconds later you feel the impact of the hit. Soon after that, your vision comes back and you feel the hand gripping your jaw. You lock eyes with the woman above you.

“Child, if you dare to do anything of that nature again, you will regret it.” A chill ran down your spine, making you shiver.

“Do you hear me, girl?” She all but spits in your face.

You nod, sheepishly. Still in shock, you try to not let the new wave of tears spill from your eyes. You fail, miserably at that. You go to hold on to her, to wrap your arms around her neck and embrace her, only to then be reminded that you can’t.

“I want a reply.”

“Yes,” you respond in one of the quietest voices she’s ever heard.

“Yes what?” It almost as if she’s staring right through you.

“Yes, I hear you. I won’t move.” Your words interrupted by sobs and sniffles.

She moves her hand up to your face to wipe away your tears; a small gesture with huge impacts.

“Good. Now, where was I?” Her rhetorical question shocks you back into reality.

“Wai-! Wait, please. Please ‘Bessa, just give me a moment.”

You didn’t realise you were holding your breath until she accepts your request with a small nod. You empty your lungs, relieved. She takes to kissing up the back of your thighs and back down again, ghosting the tips of her fingers up your waist. Resulting in your fast breaths, turning into slow and steady ones. Once you are ruled competent, she doesn’t hesitate to continue.

She pulls the hood of your clit up and uses the tip of her tongue to draw little patterns on it, you chuckle once you realise she spelling her name. She then latches her mouth onto your clit, collects the mix of her spit and your arousal on one of her fingers and uses it as lube for your other hole. The dual stimulation brings you to another orgasm a lot faster than you were anticipating, you buck your hips up and let out some cute little whimpers. Ambessa’s mouth follows you wherever you go, there is no escaping her when she’s hungry.

Your orgasm resulted in another one of her fingers pushing into your ass. Your eyes rolling back in your head as less than a minute later your next orgasm was up and coming, barely giving you enough time to recoup after the last. At this point you are thrashing around, the sound of the handcuffs scraping on the wooden head board was very unpleasant for the both of you, but you were no longer in control of your movements and she sees that. Taking her fingers out of you and wrapping both of her huge arms around your legs, she continues making out with your cunt. Her head moving in circular motions to draw your orgasm out, oh boy did it work. You screamed through your teeth, she chuckled against you at your reaction.

She moves away from you and watches you pulses in overstimulation, she watches your cum drip out of you and leans in to slurp it all up. Careful to not touch your clit.

“Well done, my dear. How many was that?” She asks while crawling up next to you and unlocking the handcuffs, she brings your wrists up to her mouth and kisses them gently. You look at her dumbfounded, how on earth were you to remember how many times you came? She sees the confusion on your face and laughs.

“I’m just joking.” You huff a little in amusement.

She places you on top of her, so your back is against her chest. You spread your legs once again, knowing what’s coming. Every time you have sex always ends in one final orgasm from you while you are in her hold. This is where you unwind, you get to ground yourself with the help of her touch all around you. It’s slow and loving and very much necessary.

“Well done, I didn’t even have to instruct you.” She teases.

She pulls your legs up and places her elbows on the inside of your knees, trapping you, so that you are completely at her mercy. While this isn’t meant to be torturous in any way, she does know that if she doesn’t restrain you, you will make this very hard.

You already know what to do, you reach down with both hands and open yourself up for her. She slowly reintroduces herself with your pussy, covering it fully with her hand making small movements but nothing too much. Then, she pushes one finger inside of you, making you cringe at the sound it makes.

“Rub your clit for me, baby.”

“I- I can’t, it’s too much. I can- can’t do it.”

“I’m not really asking you, sweetheart. Come on, you can do.” An encouraging yet sinister smile takes over her face. She moves her fingers out of you and takes over pulling the hood of your clit up.

You put your finger in your mouth and then place it on your abused clit, the sensation making you gasp. You make very slow circles, not wanting to overwhelm yourself too much.

“Faster, love. I’m right here, you can do it.”

Alas, her words are meaningless to you. You’re stuck at the current speed, there’s no changing it. Until she grabs your finger with her thumb, index, and middle finger and uses them to move your finger for you. Speeding up your movements slightly.

“There we go. Not that bad, is it?”

You don’t answer, you can’t. It’s all too much. You’re twitching and all you focus on is hurdling towards what will be your final orgasm of the night. Holding your breath, waiting for it to wash over you.

“Breathe, sweetheart. No holding your breath, breathe through it, dear.” You nod, letting out a breath before slowly taking another shaky one in.

She knows by the bucking of your hips and shallow breaths that you are nearly at the finish line.

“Look at that, you’re going to cum again aren’t you, gorgeous?”

You nod feverishly, trying to speed up your finger even if it hurts because you know it will feel amazing once you finish.

“Uh uh, this is the perfect speed. Don’t forget to breathe, my darling.”

“But I’m ne-”

“Excuse me?”

Your silence answers her question.

“ ‘Bessa I’m gonna cum- can I cum please.”

“Of course you can.”

“I want you to do it, please ‘Bessa. Please make me cum.” All shame left your body a while ago, that comes with being married to Ambessa. There’s no room for shame, unless she makes room for it. If you want something, ask nicely.

“I would love to.”

She takes over and immediately you feel warm waves of pleasure wash over you, again and again. You let out loud, obscene moans. She guides you through your orgasm with small kisses on your jaw and neck, leaving small marks on the area.

“Well done, my love. You’re all done now.” She says while turning you around so that you can dig your face into the crook of her neck. Her scent filled your noses and calmed you down, almost sending you straight to sleep.

“We must bathe, dear. You can sleep then, don’t fall asleep just yet.”

The next hour or so is used to clean and relax you for your nights sleep, Ambessa uses this time to not only get you ready for bed but to bring you back down. To ground you fully, to make you aware of your obedience, and to praise your actions from the events preceding.

You fall asleep in her arms, feeling more than loved.

I don’t know where this came from, I just started writing and then didn’t stop

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i haven’t seen many ambessa fics lately and i am NOT liking it

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a/n: tysm for 500^^ hugs and kissess to you all <3

thinking about abby fucking the shit out of you after a long day at work.

working as a firefighter gave her obnoxiously long work hours, with the chances of her being home before 11 few and in between. she had warned you about this your very first outing together, reluctantly admiting that her job didn't permit her to enjoy as many hours with you as she would've liked.

that was a turn off for most of her exes, but she was just so fine and funny and handsome and smart that you decided it was worth the risk.

and from that moment forward, that was just how your dynamic worked. you got maybe a solid 2-3 hours with her everyday, 4 when she was really pushing her luck off the clock (which was pretty much all the time), and then she would be off to work, saving lives and stopping fires like the superstar she was.

she certainly made up for her absence though. breakfast in bed when time allowed it, movie and cuddle time where she'd spend the whole session kissing on your neck and going on and on about how much she missed you that day. and your personal favorite, digging you out so good that you lost all the thoughts in your pretty little head, so focused on taking it that a thick cloud of cockdrunk lust overtook all your senses.

now was one of those times. except, you weren't quite expecting it to take place at 2 in the morning, only a few minutes after abby got home from her shift at the station. and to be fair, neither was she. but seeing you sprawled out on your shared bed, bonnet slightly askew and sleep shirt stopping right below your ass, sparked something in her.

she worked so long and hard, constantly putting her life on the line day after day and never truly knowing if she's going to make it home in one piece. but coming back to the sight of you, all pretty and happy and oh so spoil-able, and seeing you so peacefully knocked out made her clit twitch in her boxers.

she tried to ignore it, really she did. she was just going to get in the shower, send off a few more emails and then call it a night. but you shifted slightly in your sleep in such a way that made your back arch a bit more unconsciously, your shirt now exposing your completely bare lower half.

she was a goner.

you pushed your hands against the defined lines of her lower stomach, desperately trying to get her to pull out for just a second. you went from lala land to a pattern of "uh uh uhs" escaping your throat, not even having a second to think (or wake up) before your girlfriend pounced on you.

she slapped your hands away, temporarily releasing her grip around your legs as she gripped your face with her left hand, her right one dancing across your clit

"come on pretty, none of that. you're a big girl." she placed each leg back on her shoulders, squeezing her forearms around your knees to keep you in place. "take it like big girls do." she was torturing you, stretching you until you were sore as you laid there and let her take what she pleased. you could hear the sound of your dripping pussy for miles, the melody only spurring abby to be even meaner, to fuck you even harder. your cervix was getting poked at every turn, and your eyes were so far back you could almost see the inside of your empty brain.

it was all so much; your bonnet somehow finding itself halfway across the bed, the headboard slamming against the wall with each snap of her hips, nailing you with a precision that made tears stream down your cheeks.

but this was her after-work stress relief. and who are you to deny such a hard worker?

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note: this is all i got cus im really busy this week. ill probably write them having sex soon, just not right now. listened to do i wanna know by hozier while writing this

      the warlord, ambessa medarda, has never encountered someone bold enough to stand their ground against her.

til she met you. an empress of a nation, never afraid to stand up for your people. so when you held your chin up high, chest out, gaze never wavering when you spoke to her, it sparked interest within her soul.

“pride like yours is a death sentence, general. i cannot give you what you want as it endangers my people.” not once did your voice falter, you bring your hand to gesture to your guards, “leave us. escort the general’s as well.”

a wolfish grin takes over her features, “is that your way of saying that you want me all to yourself, your majesty?” her eyes never left yours even when her men are gone, “i must say, i have some thoughts about professional entanglements.”

“arrogance, pride, egotism. thread lightly, general.” you cross your legs on where you sit, the back of your hand supporting your chin—your throne, looking down at her, “i will simply propose a contract. one that would…benefit both our nations.”

you see her raise an eyebrow, the scar above just barely stretching. “and what is that exactly?”

“resources. i know your kind, general. you desire to have power, to control, to take over, and i will not simply let that happen. i will lay down hell on you if you even dare to think of doing that to my land.” eyes devoid of warmth or life, you threaten the warlord standing before you, taking notice of her tensing shoulders, “i know that you are capable of doing that, however, IF we do come to that, i’m afraid the effects of the aftermath will last for more than a lifetime to our nations.”

ambessa’s glare sharpens, your words striking a nerve, “it is not wise to threaten me, your majesty.”

“i am not.”

“what do you call that?”

“the truth.”

      you are bold, confident, daring; it sends shivers up her spine. you are staring daggers at her from where you sit, unmoving, assessing her from head to toe. she should be insulted, but she’s not.

oh, she will have you. 

“i am in agreement with what you have proposed, your majesty.” she bows her head, refusing to kneel to you. 

      you swear on your life that you will have her on her knees for you. 

you rise to your feet, descending down the stairs to stand in front of her, she never took her eyes off of you. ambessa leans down as you signal for her to do so. gently, you take her face in your hands, turning her head to the side so that you can press your cheek against her.

her towering figure presence easily overshadows your entire frame. but you are not intimated—matter of fact, it entices you. 

your whisper caresses her ear like the wind, “wonderful. consider this a treaty of peace, general.”

      the faintest sensation of her jaw clenching against your cheek reaches you. you are playing a dangerous game; dousing a fire with fuel never ends well.

she slowly wraps an arm around your waist, her fingers lightly grazing against your back.

“careful now, lamb.”

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kinda felt like i needed to write something proper for this lol

sevika doesn’t know how long she’s been holding herself up against the wall of your shared bedroom, she can’t even remember how many times you’ve made her cum tonight, all she can truly focus on is the feeling of your tongue swirling around her clit, flicking the sensitive bud back and forth a few times before you’re pulling it back into your mouth. her ears ring, the blood rushes to her skull at the obscene sounds from below her. the sound of you greedily slurping at her cunt has her on cloud nine, the pathetic and loud sounds of her pussy squelching has her face on fire, but no room for shame. you’re just too good with your mouth. sevika’s knees burn, digging into the harsh material of the blankets and bedsheets, she’s got all of her weight on top of you, per your request. and she doesn’t know where to put her hands. one second they are on your head, pushing your face more between her legs, then she’s got them on the wall before her, and sometimes even has them resting then on yours when you reach up to grab at her tits. “fuck,” she chokes out, her body jolting above when your hand lands a strike on her ass and grabs at the plush flesh tightly and hums into her cunt. reaching her hand up, and cupping one of her tits between her metal hand, sevika’s jaw clenched tightly together and grinds her hips down against your face, hips moving rhythmically in pattern. “that’s good, sweets,” the nip of your teeth on her clit has her jolting again, hand still pressing on your head. needily and pathetically fucking herself on your tongue. “gonna make me cum,” you don’t need her to tell you that, maybe you’re a little top egotistical but the way her body reacts to your touch, tells you everything you need to know. she feels your grin widen, and her head falls back with a guttural moan, a moan that has you licking her cunt faster, holding her down on your face. “fuck, too good at this, aren’t you?” sevika cums over your tongue with a whimper not even seconds later, hand on your head, keeping you there as she rides your tongue through her orgasm. “little more, fuck, just a little more, please” she murmured, voice broken as her thighs shook. slumping her forehead against the wall, sevika laughs and shivers at the feeling of you running your hands up and down her thighs. peering down at you, she finds you already looking up at her, slick and spit covering your chin and you’re grinning up at her. “so, that up to your standards or?” “maybe make me cum a few more times, and i’ll tell you.” she smirks.

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Netflix doesn’t have Ambessa as an option for the arcane icons. Ts just ruined my whole mood. 😔😔