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wine & dine | s.a

summary: sevika has been working at your father’s auto-body shop for the past two years and has never given you the time of day. valentine’s rolls around and she finally lets out what she’s been holding in from the moment you two met.
pairing: sevika arcane x fem!reader
contains: modern!au, dad’s bestfriend! sevika (not really, more like coworker), age gap (reader is 22 and sevika is 39), alcohol consumption (they’re both slightly tipsy but both conscious enough for consent), sevika has no prosthetic, sevika is kind of a loser but we love it, smut: whiny!sevika, fingering (r!recieving), oral (r! receiving), r!squirting for the first time, aftercare!! (it’s important). (18+ —MINORS & MEN DO NOT TRY IT.), reader grows more confident with sevika!
word count: 6.3K
a/n: ENJOYYYY<3 a treat for you guys! happy (very late) valentine’s to my single angels bc yall deserve love too! (SPECIAL THANKS TO @atomicami FOR READING THIS OVER TO MAKE SURE IT WAS GOOD ENOUGH TO POST. ily cami girl <3)
You were twenty when you were first introduced to Sevika.
Your father owned an auto body shop and she was a new hire. Most days, you would sit in his office when you were off your shift at your place of work – a local Tea House – and do your online classwork. None of the men ever dared to bother you considering how protective he was over you so you had headphones in your ears to block out any mechanical sounds and to give yourself some peace as you worked hard to get your assignments done, taking sips of your boba tea that you had taken with you.
The door opened as you were in the middle of sipping your drink as you were met with her. Your eyes bulged out of your head at the sight of a 6'1, olive skinned, deliciously ripped and slightly glistening woman stepping into the carpeted office. Her upper body was clung with an oil and sweat stained white wife pleaser and low-rise work jeans with a chunky black belt holding them up.
You suck in a quick breath to try and act like you were unfazed by it but had forgotten you had the thick straw from your tea in your mom. A few tapioca balls shot into the back of your throat causing you to choke and cough loudly. The woman’s grey eyes widened at the sound of your gargled noises as she rushed around the table to pat your upper back.
You tried to ignore how large her palm was on your body and attempted to take another sip of your drink, lifting the straw up a bit so that you wouldn’t get any more tapioca.
“You okay?” She asks you softly, the rumble in your deeper voice sending a chill down your spine.
Fuck, you had thought to yourself. Her voice just matches how fucking hot she is.
“Fine,” you were able to cough out, trying to suppress them. “Choked on my, uh, drink.”
The woman chuckled lowly at you, shaking her head before standing upright once again.
“I’ve never seen you before,” she stated as she folds her large toned forearms across her oil stained wife pleaser. “What’s your name?”
You uttered your name to her as you stared up at her, loving the angle you were getting from where you were sitting. The second your name left your lips, her eyes widened in a way that gave away she had heard about you from your father or the other employees. You quickly asked for hers out of courtesy to try and distract her from it but it was useless.
“Sevika. You mean you’re–”
“Yeah, big boss’s daughter,” you tilted your head up at her with a playful smile. “Did you need something?”
Sevika had blinked down at you before nodding hesitantly as she had forgotten the whole reason she had come into the office.
“I just needed to grab my water from the fridge,” she said with certainty as she made her way over to the large black coated refrigerator and tugged the door open.
When she had turned her back to you to bend over to search for her reusable steel water bottle, you silently thanked your dad for finally hiring probably one of the sexiest women you’ve ever laid your eyes on. You pretended to tend to your school work on your laptop as she stood back up, twisting open the lid and tilting it up to allow the water to flow down her throat.
You mindlessly typed as you watched and savored the sight of a few droplets leaving the sides of her mouth as she chugged the ice-cold water. Her shirt lifted ever so slightly to tease you with her v-line and faint happy trail. You felt like a man seeing ankles for the first time in the early 1900s.
After that day, you started showing up alot more to the shop. Your father questioned the schedule change but simply told him that you were able to ‘focus’ in his office.
This went on for two years. Two damn years of you coming to the shop to study and Sevika had only given you a few glances and gentle check ups on you when she went in the office. Normal and professional conversation and you were tired of it.
Tired of pretending like you weren’t desperate for her attention, for her. You tried to distract yourself from the yearning and had a few flings. They were… nice as that but in the back of your mind, she lingered. Maybe she wasn’t into younger women. You knew she had to be at least ten years older than you so that could be a factor in her not even giving you a second thought.
Or so you’d thought.
Valentine’s Day had rolled around and you had zero plans. Your best friend was out of town with their girlfriend so your plans were pretty much shot. You decided that you might as well get some work done at the shop like usual. At first you had lied about you focusing better on your father but now you actually can’t seem to mentally lock in on your school work anywhere else.
It was pretty empty as you passed through the garage. You could hear some gears turning and clanking so you peaked around to see who was there. Just your luck, it was Sevika.
Great. She made you feel more single than ever on this day.
You tried to speed past her in hopes she wouldn’t notice you but to your surprise, she called out your name. You stop in your tracks at her voice, sighing to yourself as you turn your head so that you are facing her.
Her brows were set in a furrow as she wiped off her rust ridden palms, looking you up and down with confusion.
“Just came to do school work, Sevika. Don’t mind me,” you raise your palm to wave her off. “You can go back to… whatever you’re doing.”
You guess your tone gave away your bad attitude as she sighs, throwing the towel over her bare shoulder and making her around the truck. You tense up as you adjust the strap to your book bag, now aware she could see all of you.
“What’s up, angel? Hmm?” Sevika leans back on the maroon, rusted door.
“Nothing.”
You ignore the heat that’s itching at your cheeks at her nickname for you. It was rare when she pulled that one out considering how little conversation the two of you shared.
“Nothing. Today is– it’s not my day,” you explain.
Her expression softens as she looks behind her at the calendar that was hanging amongst the tools on that wall. It’s Valentine’s Day, Sevika thought to herself.
“Why isn’t your day?” She wonders aloud.
You sigh as you shake your head, wanting to crawl into yourself to avoid this conversation.
“I don’t know. Just even more of a reminder I don’t have… what other people have.”
And that I could be spending this day with you but the universe decided to birth me out fifteen years too late, you think to yourself.
Sevika is silent after those words leave your mouth, shame flooding your veins. You scoff as you adjust the strap of your bag to start making your way into the office but Sevika’s voice calls out to you once again.
“Do you want to come over to mine tonight?”
You froze.
What?
As you turn around on your heels and inch closer to her, eager for an answer: “To do…?”
Sevika chuckles as she leans into you with a smile, her lips two inches from your own. “Valentine’s dinner. I’m a great cook, angel.”
You really were confused now. Why was she offering you this? Was this a pity dinner?
“Why?”
She sighs at your tone and lifts a hand to cup your face, a rough thumb brushing over the apple of your cheek. With any one else you would’ve flinched away and refused but even with how much you hated her for never giving you the time of day before, your body aches for this. For her touch.
“I don’t like knowing you, of all people, are going to be alone on this day. Let me do this for you, okay?”
You of all people. You despised how much that made you want to shove her against the car and kiss her until she was breathless. You stupidly blush at her words, failing to hide how flustered she made you.
“Okay, fine. What’s the dress code?”
Sevika can’t help but have her lips twitch up into an amused grin, releasing your face in the process.
“No dress code. Come in whatever you feel comfortable in, angel.” She reassures you, nodding as she throws her rag over her shoulder. “Give me your number and I’ll text it to you.”
You blink at her as you realized how in all these two years of knowing her you hadn’t had a good enough reason to have her phone number. You reach into your bag to rip a piece of paper from one of your notebooks and grab a loose pen that was sitting at the bottom to scribble down your number and hand it to her.
“What time should I be there?” You wonder, fiddling with your backpack.
Sevika hums as she checks her watch on her wrist. “It’s 3 right now. I’m almost done here with my truck. 8:30 okay with you?”
You nod, unable to comprehend how this was your reality right now.
“Y-Yeah. That’s good. I’ll leave you to your… handy work,” you try and joke but your awkwardness deceives you.
Sevika thankfully grins at your attempt and shakes her head fondly, motioning to the office.
“Be good and do your work, yeah?”
Your face lit aflame once again, nodding before walking away without another word.
How the hell were you going to survive dinner?
You left the shop only an hour later after you had heard the large garage doors shut. Once you had gotten home, you passed by your dad in the kitchen eating some lunch. He told you that he and your mother were going to dinner and would be late so that you could order in or if you had wanted anything from wherever they were going to eat.
You almost told him you had dinner plans as well but you didn’t want to risk more prying questions so you merely wished them a good night and dinner before scurrying up to your room. You dug through your closet to find something; anything that would be dinner worthy at Sevika’s place.
For the next three hours, you carefully picked out the right dress, the right makeup, shoes, jewelry, purse, panties for fucks sake. Your parents had thankfully left already so they wouldn’t press you as to why you were all ‘done up’.
The whole drive to Sevika’s house was a mental rollercoaster. Talking yourself into not causing five accidents by swerving into a u-turn back home or cancelling out of fear that you’ll be unbearably awkward. Every worst possible outcome you could have imagined flashed into your mind but you scolded yourself into taking a deep breath.
She asked you to dinner, you told yourself. On the most ‘romantic’ day of the year.
It had to mean something.
When you approached the house, you could see if you squinted, Sevika’s figure moving through the orange light through the curtains of the home. It was a small, cozy home. Nothing too crazy or expensive but homey.
Your fiddle with your necklace as you ring the doorbell, sucking in a deep breath as you listen to the heavy footsteps approaching the door. The clicks of the locks send an anxious chill down your spine as the hinges creak open.
Sevika looked perfect. She had on a black button up tucked into a pair of the same shade of slacks, a thick belt holding them up. The sleeves were rolled to her elbows and the top two buttons were left undone to show just the smallest bit of skin. Her hair was tied up in it’s usual half-up, half-down that you’ve seen but she just made it work.
“Hi,” she says softly, a gentle smile on her face. “Come in.”
You couldn’t tell if you were a puddle on the floor or if it was just your insides that had turned to mush. Your fingers tighten on your small velvet purse as you finally open your mouth.
“Hi.”
You take a step into the home and are immediately hit with the smell of marinara sauce and garlic. Your eyes dart from the worn in living room couch to the little bit of decor on the shelves before they land on Sevika who was lingering near the now-shut front door. Her gray eyes meet yours as she motions towards your dress with her large palm.
“You are beautiful, angel.”
You look down at your dress, too, admiring the black lace pattern over the garnet red silk. Your eyes meet hers once again as you take a step forward, daring for her to reach for you.
“Thank you. You are beautiful, Sevika.”
Her eyes seem to soften at your words, shining in a way that you’ve never seen before. Was she… flustered? After she muttered a shy ‘thank you’, her gaze darted to behind you as she motioned a hand to the rather cute set up of a dinner.
A small unscented candle was lit in the middle between two plates of a slice of lasagna and a smaller round plate with a garlic knot resting on it. It looked like restaurant grade food. You could even hear a soft tune of jazz lowly playing throughout the home.
“Sevika, this is so sweet,” you express as you approach the table.
“It’s nothing, really.”
Sevika’s heavy footsteps follow after you, reaching for the chair across from hers. She tugs the seat out and motions for you to sit.
“Such a gentleman,” you tease as you slide into the space and sit yourself down in the old wooden chair with a vintage flower cushion tied to the bottom.
The obvious tension in the air was killing you. It was clear neither of you knew how to start up a conversation so you took the reins as you picked up your fork and shoved it into the layered pasta.
“What was wrong with your truck?” You wince afterwards at the blandness of the question.
Sevika rounded the table after she scooted your chair in. She sits herself down across from you, picking up her own utensils.
“Oh, nothing too terrible. The brake pads needed to be replaced,” she shook her head to wave off your concern. “Did you finish your school wor—“
“Why did you ask me to dinner, Sevika?”
You didn’t mean to cut her off but this has been itching at you since it happened. Sure, she gave you a vague answer at the shop but you didn’t want vague bullshit. You’ve only been eating for a few minutes and the unknown was killing you.
“Honestly?” Sevika questions as she takes a bite of her lasagna, seeming all too calm for your liking.
You suck in a deep breath as you huff out a soft: “Please.”
“I’ve wanted to do this,” she motioned to the air between the two of you with her fork as she explained herself, “since we first met. Your dad and I have a good bond and I didn’t think he would approve of me of all people to take out his daughter, especially seeing how he acts when the other fuckin’ pricks at the shop even try to mention you in front of him.”
That made sense. You take another bite of the food, heat spreading from the base of your neck to the tips of your ears.
“Since we first met?” You question with a giddy grin.
Sevika playfully rolls her beautiful gray eyes at the fact that out of everything, that was the detail you were focused on.
“You’re ridiculous. Yes.”
“So what made you want to ask me now?” Your tone was more light and playful, feeling a lot more assured with this.
Sevika’s dark lips twitch into a small grin, shrugging her broad shoulders.
“I thought when you walked into the shop today that I would finally fuckin’ get over myself and just saying something to let you know I feel but I kind of got lucky it being Valentine’s and you not having plans so I took a chance. Thankfully, you said ‘yes’.”
Thankfully indeed, you thought to yourself.
“This is amazing, by the way. I can’t cook for the life of me.” You point to the warm lasagna, the flavors lingering on your tongue.
Sevika shakes her head with a low whistle at your confession. “22 and you can’t cook, angel?”
Your face heats up at her teasing, opening your mouth as you let out a soft gasp.
“I’m… working on it, okay? Plus, if all things go well tonight, I won’t have to anymore,” you hum as you tilt your head at her, testing the waters.
You watch her every movement as Sevika grabs her glass of wine to take a sip. The way her throat bobbed as she allowed the liquid to trickle down.
“Is that so?” She hums into her glass before setting it back down with a soft clink.
“If that’s okay with you,” you grin innocently.
Sevika’s eyes flicker down to your lips as you take your turn to try the wine. It was a sweeter white wine, the burn of the alcohol washing down your throat.
“More than okay,” she quietly admits as she continues to dig into the lasagna.
A large glass of sweet white wine and the hefty carb-filled meal later, you two talking quietly amongst one another on the couch. Well, okay, Sevika was talking while you were tilting your head as you eye-fucked her at the distance you’ve been craving for the past two years. Watching her dark lips move as she tells you something you were supposed to be listening to but god, you couldn’t focus on anything else but her lips.
The jagged, light scar that on the left side of her lip drove you wild. Maybe it was the wine or the few years of yearning but you were growing needier by the second. The soft hum and rasp of her voice was merely adding to the fire.
“Angel?”
She calls to you, confusion laced in her tone. You blink to focus and sit up from your slouched position, cursing internally at how you let your mind wander.
“Hmm? Yeah?” You hum, a smitten smile growing on your lips.
Her large palm reaches over to rest on her exposed thigh from the slit of your dress folding over, her thumb rubbing over the skin to try and ease you. Your eyes flicker down from her pinky to her thumb, breath hitching at how much of your thigh she was covering.
“Are you tired? You can sleep here. I don’t want you driving after you’ve had something to drink.”
You hold back your scoff as you shake your head as you look back up at her, sucking in a deep breath as you carefully scoot in closer to her. It wasn’t something you did often but it seemed like subtlety wasn’t working with her.
“I’m not tired, Vika,” you whisper, eyes darting down to her lips as you raise one hand to rest on her upper abdomen.
Sevika’s grip tightens on your skin, her breathing quickening at your hand placement. You could feel her stomach flex causing an excitement that you haven’t felt in a long time to rush to your head.
The air around you two was heavy, the both of you hesitant to take what you want. You internally frown when you feel Sevika’s heavy hand remove itself from your thigh. She twiddles with the fabric of the skirt of your dress, avoiding your gaze as she blatantly stares at your lips as her chest rises and falls at a faster speed now.
Fuck it.
You begin to lean into her, moving your hand slowly up her torso to rest on the open area at the top of her chest. Your hand rests at her collarbone as you tilt your head to the side as you press your lips onto hers. Sevika, as anxious as she was appearing, followed your movements in an instant. Her hand that had been tugging at your dress was now cupping the side of your neck, thumbing at your jaw.
You force back your giddy grin as you pull away to ghost your lips over hers, letting out a shaky breath as you make her chase you. Sevika’s hand moves back down to your crossed legs, gripping your thigh with need as she whines.
She fucking whimpers against your lips as she mutters your name. Not ‘angel’ but your name.
You hum at the sound, moving your hands to her shoulders as you throw legs over her lap to straddle her. Sevika hands fly to your waist as you attach your lips once again, running her hands up your body. Her tongue brushes over your bottom lip as your hips grind down on her.
She pants against you, pulling away from your wet lips to look down at her lap at your plush thighs to curse underneath her breath. The sight alone could have her cumming untouched.
“Vika, can we move to your bed? Please?”
Your neediness was obvious as your hands ran down her body, feeling the ridges of her sculpted body that you wanted to so desperately see. Your fingers reach up to her button-up, unhooking a single button as you lean down to kiss at her neck to inhale the perfume and light cigar scent clinging to her skin. “Need you.”
Sevika’s hands grip at your body and press you into her, a shiver running down her back as you nibble on her skin.
She breathes out as her eyes shut at your teeth grazing over the mark you sucked onto her sickness. “Yeah, baby. Come on.”
As she stands up, she hooks her strong forearms underneath your thighs so that your legs could wrap around her hips as she carries you to her bedroom. You couldn’t help but giggle at the fact that you were here at her house, going to her room so that you could fuck her.
“You smell good,” you hum as you snuggle your face into the crook of her neck, wrapping your arms around her neck.
Sevika chuckles underneath her breath at your dazed words as she places a kiss to your scalp as she kicks her door open with her foot, the golden knob tapping the wall with a soft thump. She carefully sets you down on the comforter with a soft grunt.
You look up at her from the bed, eyes blown with lust as you wait for her next move.
“If you want to stop at any moment,” Sevika cups the side of your face, a feeling you’ve grown quite fond of. “You tell me immediately, okay?”
“Sevika, I trust you,” you reassure her softly, sucking in a deep breath. “But I will. I promise.”
Sevika seems to relax a bit more now after you have assured her.
“Good. Now, lay back for me, baby.”
You do as you told and scoot back a bit more up the mattress, your dress bunching up at your hips. Sevika seems to notice how it was bothering you, taking the fabric into her hands gently. You make eye contact with her and nod to signal it was okay for her to take it off of you.
Sevika tugs it up to reveal your deep red panties, a wet maroon patch in the front. You would’ve been a lot more embarrassed but hearing Sevika muttering curses once the dress is off of you and hitting the hardwood floor of her bedroom, your confidence shot through the roof.
Your tits were exposed as you didn’t enjoy wearing bras with dresses like this so here you were, borderline naked on Sevika’s bed. God, you would have laughed in someone’s face if anyone told you you’d be here within two years of meeting Sevika.
“You are perfect, angel.”
Sevika kneels down on her bed, her eyes following over every inch of your skin as if you were a painting. To be admired, not touched. You mutter a soft ‘thank you’ at the compliment, feeling a heat prickle at your underarms.
“You can touch me, you know,” you tease.
This seems to bring Sevika back to the task at hand, nodding with a gentle ‘sorry’ leaving her lips. You shake your head as you were more than flattered that she thought you were beautiful enough to stare at. She leans down to kiss you slowly, pushing you back down onto the bed.
Her knee was pressing into your clothed cunt, the pressure directly being placed onto your aching clit. You let out a shaky breath at the feeling, your hands gripping onto her strong shoulders. Your hips roll a bit to chase the pleasure.
“Needy girl,” she hums against your lips.
She pulls away to trail her lips down your body. Each kiss that was left had you leaning into the touch, eyes fluttering as she moved to your nipples. Your bottom lip catches in between your teeth as she cups your left and runs her tongue over your right. She sucks on the sensitive bud, running her hot tongue over the pebbled skin.
You watch her with no shame, not even daring wanting to look away at the fucking wet dream that was happening in front of you. You could see a spit string glistening on your nipple to her panting lips due to the dim lighting of the room. She adjusts herself so that she can move to the other nipple, pressing her knee onto your cunt once again.
“Vika,” you whine out, begging for her to move further down your body to where you needed her most.
Sevika looks up from your chest, pupils blown to the point where the gray of her eyes was a small ring.
“Tell me.”
You grind into her knee as a response, hoping she would get the hint that you wanted more than just her mouth on your tits. Sevika looks down at your desperate grinding on her knee as your hands run down her back, tugging on the fabric of her black button up.
Sevika pulls away, licking up whatever leftover saliva was on your tits before unbuttoning her shirt. You help her as you start from the bottom, meeting her in the middle as her sculpted body reveals itself to you. You had been teased with the idea from the bottom of Sevika’s shirts lifting when she would stretch or reach for a tool on a higher shelf at your fathers shop but this? Seeing every defined ab and little light scars on her stomach. Your imagination couldn’t compare to the real thing.
You throw her shirt in the direction of your dress, eyeing every ridge of her stomach. She had on a simple black sports bra hugging her tits to her body. As you were checking her out, Sevika was running her hands down yours as she landed right at the waistband of your panties.
She looks up at you as her fingers hook underneath the lace, waiting for your approval. You nod eagerly, lifting your hips up in assistance. Sevika tugs them down, letting out a soft groan at the sight of your slick that collected on the front of your underwear.
Your cunt was wet and fluttering, awaiting for any kind relief. Sevika moves down the bed to lay down on her stomach as she hooks her arms around your thighs to tug you closer to her. You yelp quietly as her slight manhandling of you but is quickly replaced by a moan. Without warning, she sticks her tongue out to drag across your entrance once to get your attention.
Being the absolute tease she was, Sevika kisses right over your clit before trailing her lips to your inner thighs. Irritated, you clamp your thighs on either side of her face, raising your brows down at her. She sighs and tsks, easily gripping your legs to force them back open.
You really were underestimating how strong she was.
“Be patient, angel. I want your thighs on my head when I’m eating this pretty pussy, yeah? Can you do that for me?” She places one more soft kiss on your inner thigh.
All you could muster was a whiny ‘yeah’ in response to her question. She hums, satisfied enough with your answer before delving back into where you needed her most.
Sevika laps her greedy tongue over the dripping entrance of your pussy, hooded eyes watching your body convulse. You moan out as she uses her fingers to spread your lips open to watch your cunt clench hungrily.
“You taste so fucking perfect. Can’t believe I had to wait so long to taste you, angel,” she nearly whines before sucking on your pussy lips.
Her eager licks to your cunt drew you close to your first orgasm, legs clamping on either side of her head. Your hands slip into her hair, entangling in her black strands. Sevika is relentless with her tongue, not letting up until she can taste you cumming.
Your stomach tightens as you ride her arched nose as it hits your clit just right. Your moans change higher in pitch as you could feel your orgasm about to rip through you. You came embarrassingly fast, shivering and gripping onto her hair as her tongue laps up your cum leaking from your cunt.
“Fuck, oh my god,” you whimper as she wraps her arms around your thighs to tug you closer to help you ride out your orgasm.
Your chest rises and falls rapidly as you try to catch your breath, shuddering when you feel Sevika places a lingering kiss to your clit. She releases your legs to pull her head from your pussy, the top of her head frizzy from your hands and her flyaways clinging to her forehead from the sweat.
“What the fuck?” You pant, a hand resting over your eyes.
Sevika softly chuckles at your words, gently massaging one of your thighs with her free hand. You shiver as you feel one other thick and long fingers tease at your entrance. You buck your hips to urge her to put it inside of you. Sevika hums from above you as she steadily inserts her middle finger.
“You gonna give one more, baby?” She questions as she licks her lips to collect what was left of your slick on her mouth.
You sit up slightly to reach for her neck to pull her down to be face to face with you. Sevika’s lips lock with yours, humming softly as her hand that wasn’t fucking you cups the side of your head. You could taste the lingering cum on her lips as you kiss her softly.
“One more,” you whisper against her lips, pulling away to rest your forehead on hers.
“Just one more, angel,” she whispers back, attentively watching your face to make sure you weren’t hesitating and not telling her.
But all she could see was how blown out your eyes were as you grind your hips weakly on her fingers.
The lewd sound of the squelch of you taking her finger made her smile against your temple. You hum as you feel her leisurely slide her ring finger next to the pointer, soft pants leaving your mouth. Your body was hot all over, sweat gathering above your top lip, the back of your neck and the crook of your hips.
Sevika began to pump her fingers in and out of you, watching the way your pussy lips began to puff up and lather in a mixture of her spit and your slick. She couldn’t get enough of you, wanting to make you see stars from her fingers alone.
You were already out of it; in a daze that boosted her ego.
“Fuck, you look so pretty like this, angel,” she praises as she leans down to kiss your cheek.
“Feel pretty,” you hum, gasping when Sevika’s fingers curl inside of you.
Sevika captures your lips once again as she picks up the pace of her fingers, moaning into your mouth when she feels your gummy walls clenching down on her. You throw your head back at the relentless thrusts, exposing your neck for Sevika to mark up. She wasn’t a big hickey person but watching you let out the prettiest and whiniest moans, all she wanted to do was make sure everyone who would see you the next day that you were hers.
Her lips latch onto the length of your neck, sucking and licking on the skin.
“Right there, baby. O-Oh fuck,” you whine out, not realising the pet name had left your lips.
This encouraged Sevika’s movements. Someone would have to fucking kill her to stop making you come undone like this.
“Yeah?” She places a sloppy kiss to your jaw with a hum.
You shudder as she curls her fingers to hit your g-spot, abusing it with a hungry persistence.
“Y-Yeah.”
Your whole body had basically become jelly in her palms, overwhelmed by the way she was handling you. Borderline pornagraphic moans left your lips as she wouldn’t let up. You think you would start crying if she did, the pleasure already becoming an addictive feeling. You knew at that moment she had ruined you for anyone else; that nothing would be as good as her.
Again, that familiar feeling settled in your lower abdomen. You were going to cum again but it felt… different; more intense than the one before. Your hand flew to her wrist that was fucking into you, not trying to stop her but confused about how the fuck was she doing that.
“Sevika, I-I’m gonna–” Pee?
“I can feel it, angel. Just let go for me. Relax.”
You release her wrist as you let yourself fall back onto the mattress, leaning back onto your forearms. Sevika continues to fuck into you, watching as your puffy cunt began to squirt your cum all over her forearm, even some splashing on her lower stomach. The orgasm shocked up your spine as broken moans leave your mouth, unable to speak to voice your confusion. Your hips buck to chase the most overwhelming orgasm you’ve ever had.
The obscene sight in front of Sevika made her smile to herself, looking down at her squirt-glistening stomach and arm.
“I never…” You trail off as you suck in a deep breath, trying to sit up but the weight of your exhaustion pulls you right back down.
Sevika’s eyes flicker to your shaking inner thighs and the embarrassment in your eyes and it hits her.
“Angel, you’ve never squirted before?” She questions gently.
You shake your head as you blink slowly, your eyelids becoming heavier by the second.
Sevika carefully removes her fingers from your cunt, shushing you with a ‘I know, baby’. You reach for her with weak arms, sighing in relief when she holds you close to her and maneuvers the two of you to avoid the wet spot on the bed.
“I think you killed me,” you mutter into her chest.
“Well, stay alive for a little bit longer. I’m gonna run a bath for you.”
You didn’t realize how sticky you felt until she mentioned the bath. The mix of fluids on your body made you frown until you remember what had just happened. You fucked Sevika.
Well, she fucked you. Better than you’ve ever experienced from the weak and careless attempts you’ve had before her.
“I’m sorry about your sheets,” you wince at the sight of the damp area that you can see out of the corner of your eye.
Sevika shakes her head as she rubs a hand over your naked back to help steady your breathing.
“Don’t be. It felt good, right?” Sevika looks down at you with a teasing grin.
You scoff at her words. “I just said ‘I think you killed me’. What do you think?”
Sevika leans down to peck your lips a few times, mumbling ‘just making sure’ onto your lips. The two of you lay there on her bed for you couldn’t even remember for how long as the rest of the night was a blissful blur. She carried you to the bathroom to sit on the toilet to make sure you pee so that you don’t get an infection and ran you a bath.
The bath helped your sticky feeling. Sevika joined you not too long after you did because well, you had asked her nicely. Lavender-scented bubbles engulfed the two of you, the warm water easing your aching bodies. With your back against her naked chest, you push out a question.
“Are we… dating?”
Sevika was tracing your arm that was resting on the white ceramic of the tub, resting her cheek on the top of your head. There was a mean voice in the back of her head calling her ridiculous to think you would want to be with her; but she ignores it for now.
“We can be. I wouldn’t mind this with you,” she hums as she picks up your hand to hold carefully.
Sevika didn’t specify what ‘this’ was but you hoped it meant more bubble baths and sweet dates. Oh and the endless amount of orgasms.
“Yeah, I want this too,” you grin down at your intertwined fingers. A haunting thought took over your brain, knowing you’d have to mention it at some point. “What about my dad?”
Sevika’s body tenses for a moment but she relaxes the moment you snuggle more into her.
“Well, we can keep it between us for now. Tell him when we feel ready.” Sevika assures you as she runs her thumb over the back of your soap-coated hand.
Between us, your mind echoed. You were okay with that.
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i love love LOVE seeing sevika selfshippers. every single one of them
like, YES. she is YOUR girlfriend and YOUR girlfriend and YOUR girlfriend !!!1 and MY girlfriend too 🫶🩷
#sevika x reader#sevika x you#arcane sevika#sevika#sevika arcane#sevika x y/n#yumeshipping#yumeship#i’ve lurked in sevika tumblr for a bit now#so ive seen quite a bit of sevika selfshippers#if you ship yourself with sevika im talking about you!
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Sevika eating pussy under a table cause there are people around?
♡♥︎Keep Quiet, If You Can♥︎♡
Warnings: Sevika is a menace, oral sex in a public place, almost getting caught, I pray for you



You don’t know how you let Sevika talk you into this.
A dinner out, she’d said. Something nice, somewhere upscale, just the two of you. And like an idiot, you’d believed her. You’d worn the little black skirt she liked, the one that barely covered anything when you sat down. You’d even let her pick the restaurant, some high-end lounge with dim lighting and jazz humming low through the speakers.
And now?
Now you’re sitting at a table, legs spread just enough for Sevika to be tucked beneath it, her broad shoulders wedged between your thighs, her mouth so fucking deep into your pussy you can barely breathe.
Your fingers are digging into the tablecloth, gripping it so hard your knuckles ache, and all you can do is stare at the half-empty plate in front of you, your lips parted as you try not to let a single sound slip out.
Sevika, the absolute menace that she is, doesn’t make it easy.
She eats you like it’s her last meal, her tongue working you over with slow, practiced strokes, curling deep inside you before dragging up to flick over your clit. Her lips seal around it, sucking just hard enough to make your thighs twitch, her rough hands keeping you spread open so you can’t squirm away.
She’s fucking enjoying this. You can feel it—the way her tongue moves, the way she groans against you like she’s the one getting off on this.
And then—
Oh, fuck.
A shadow falls across the table.
A waiter.
You nearly choke on your own spit, scrambling to school your features into something normal.
“Hey there,” the waiter says, flashing a polite smile. He’s handsome, clean-cut, his white button-down crisp against his tanned skin. “Can I get you anything else?”
Your mouth opens, but nothing comes out, because at that exact moment, Sevika—fucking Sevika—doubles down.
Her tongue presses flat against your clit, slow and deliberate, and then she fucking shakes her head like she’s trying to bury herself even deeper.
You jolt, hands flying to your lap to grip at the fabric of your skirt, as if that’ll somehow stop the way she’s devouring you.
The waiter’s brows raise, his head tilting. “You okay?”
You clear your throat. Swallow. Try to pretend like your pulse isn’t hammering in your throat.
“Y-Yeah,” you manage, your voice embarrassingly thin. “I just—um—”
Sevika sucks on your clit. Hard.
Your fingers clench the tablecloth so tightly you’re surprised it doesn’t rip.
The waiter’s looking at you funny now, his polite smile slipping into something a little more confused.
You need to get rid of him.
“Water,” you blurt out, your words too rushed. “Can I get a glass of water?”
The waiter blinks. “You have a full glass.”
Oh, fuck. You do.
Sevika chuckles against you, the vibration making your whole body jerk.
“I meant—uh—” You suck in a sharp breath, trying to keep your hips from bucking up into Sevika’s face. “A… a refill?”
The waiter glances at your untouched water, then back at you.
You’re sure you look insane—face flushed, eyes unfocused, hands twisted in your lap like you’re trying to keep yourself from falling apart.
“Sure,” he says slowly, still looking at you like you’re a little unhinged. “I’ll be right back.”
As soon as he turns away, you grab the edge of the table, yanking the fabric up just enough to glare down at Sevika.
Her smirk is fucking filthy.
“Having trouble, sweetheart?” she murmurs, her voice husky, laced with amusement.
You shoot her a murderous look under the tablecloth, but before you can hiss out a threat, she dives back in, tongue swirling around your clit before sucking it between her lips, her fingers tightening on your thighs.
Your back hits the seat, head tipping back as you bite your lip so hard it hurts.
She’s relentless now, fucking devouring you, her tongue fucking into you deep, her nose pressing against your clit in a way that has your stomach twisting, heat pooling low and sharp
You’re close. Too close.
And Sevika fucking knows.
She slides two fingers into you, curling them just right, pressing against that spot that makes your whole body tighten.
Your toes curl in your heels. Your breathing turns ragged. The tablecloth hides her, but it can’t hide the way your legs tremble, the way your chest rises and falls too quickly.
Sevika’s pace doesn’t let up, her tongue flicking, fingers thrusting, dragging you to the edge so fast it’s dizzying.
And then—
The waiter returns.
You barely manage to snap your head up, your hands flying to your lap again, gripping the fabric of your skirt like it’ll somehow ground you.
The waiter sets the glass down, eyes flicking to your face. “You sure you’re okay?”
No. No, you’re not. You’re seconds away from fucking losing it.
“I’m—”
Sevika presses her fingers deeper, curling them just right, her tongue flicking over your clit in fast, precise strokes.
Your whole body jolts.
A strangled noise catches in your throat, your jaw tightening as you fight to keep it in.
The waiter’s eyes narrow slightly, suspicion creeping into his expression.
Fuck, fuck, you can’t do this. You can’t—
“I-I’m fine,” you gasp out, your voice just a little too high, too breathless.
Sevika hums against you.
Your thighs clench. Your stomach tightens.
The waiter hesitates for a second longer before nodding slowly. “Alright, well… let me know if you need anything else.”
He turns to walk away.
And that’s when Sevika finishes you off.
Her fingers thrust deep, her tongue pressing firm and perfect against your clit, and you’re gone—coming so fucking hard you see stars, your thighs shaking around her, your breath stuttering as you force yourself to stay silent.
You grip the table so hard your nails dig into the wood, every muscle in your body locking up as your orgasm tears through you.
The waiter disappears into the crowd.
Sevika doesn’t stop. Not until she’s wrung every last aftershock out of you, not until your body is trembling and you’re sagging against the seat, your legs numb, your heart hammering.
Only then does she finally pull back, her fingers sliding out of you, her tongue giving one last, slow lick before she chuckles, low and satisfied.
You barely have the strength to lift the tablecloth again, glaring down at her.
She licks her lips. Smirks.
And then, the smug bastard winks.
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sevika in a cropped wife pleaser
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was trying to take a nap but i can’t stop thinking about this so have a horny half asleep blurb about loser!sevika <3333 18+

“oh, shit.” she groans on top of you, holding the dildo in her hands as she angles it into you, the tip already wet as it pushes into your hole. you look up at her as she trembles in excitement, horniness, and most of all, anxiety. her eyes are fixed on her strap-on and your cunt, big, beautiful eyes already glossy from pleasure. she could cum just from this.
“you’ll tell me if it hurts, right?” she asks timidly, holding your hips as tightly as possible in her hands. you nod at this, and her human palm sweats and shakes until you grab it tightly in yours, offering a reassuring squeeze.
“you got it, sev. keep going.”
she glances down at you, deep brown lips sagging from the weight of her signature pout. you smile at her, big and goofy, and take her face in your unoccupied hand. an annoyed wince follows your pinches to her cheek, but she sighs and laughs it off, focusing on the task at hand.
“okay…” she whispers. “okay, ready?”
you giggle. “sev, i’ve been ready. you’re not gonna hurt me.”
at this, she pushes into you more. slowly but surely. and soon enough, she’s bottomed out, eyes big and jaw hanging open at the sight beneath her. not a single centimeter of the dildo is visible, just your thighs squishing against hers. a sight she could never get sick of. she sucks in a gasp when you lightly smack her ass, but chuckles awkwardly when she realizes that you aren’t in any pain.
experimentally, she slides out of you, then snaps her hips back in. you shiver, legs opening impossibly wider, back melting into the bed.
“like that?” she asks.
“yeah, sevi. just like that.” you reassure her. god, if only she wasn’t so damn nervous. and oh, so adorable.
so she does it again, pulling out, pushing in, pulling out, pushing in. her rhythm isn’t quite there, but the pleasure is. she hits your sweet spots so deeply, and your heart is so full, you don’t care that she’s not exactly… good at this.
not yet, at least, but neither of you mind the practice.
she moans every time every time she thrusts into you. it starts out breathy and light, but the more she does it, the louder she gets. you doubt that she’s even aware of the sounds she’s making, but you hope she doesn’t realize— she’ll get embarrassed and stop.
her hand releases itself from your grip, drenched in sweat although you wouldn’t have it any other way. her hard grip on your hip returns, and she leans over you to get a better angle. your tits are practically touching, and her hair tickles your face and neck. you plant a few firm kisses on her cheeks, then her nose, then a sweet, long one on her lips, muffling the sounds of her moans and whimpers.
“fuck, i’m so in love with you.” she groans. “can’t believe i didn’t do this sooner.”
you laugh at her, wrapping your arms around her. “it’s okay, we have all the time in the world. no rush.” she chuckles at herself, then her breathy chuckles turn into light moans, and then she’s full on moaning right into your ear.
“am i doing good?” she asks. pace quickening as she rocks her hips into yours.
“yeah, babe. i’m so close.” you whine, gulping loudly.
“really?” she asks, almost like she doesn’t believe you.
“yeah, really.” you laugh, butterflies tickling your gut. “keep going like that.”
“fuck, fuck. okay, oh, janna.” she moans, burying her face in your neck. you think for a moment that she might be in pain, maybe tired, out of breath, or her phantom pains biting at her nonexistent arm. but these moans are different. deeper, heavier, like she’s enjoying it.
her breath tickles your neck as you tip over the edge, holding her as tight as possible as your eyes roll back into your head and you bite your lip a little too harshly. when you come down from your high, gasping for air and giggling at your girlfriend, you almost think you’re imagining the tears rolling down her cheeks. you coo at her and kiss them away, until all that’s left is a giggly, sweaty pile of limbs tangled together.
“do you want me to pull out?” she asks.
“whenever you’re ready.” you answer. “as long as i get to make you cum after this.”
“uhh…” she starts, then loses her words. “you already… did.”
“what do you mean, baby? i haven’t had my mouth or hands on you all night.”
“no, no, not like that.” she says, rushing the words out. “i mean… i did. while i was fucking you… maybe more than once.”
although you feel a bit evil for this, you cackle loudly at her. she rolls her eyes and sinks into you even more, hiding her face in your neck shyly. “don’t laugh at me.” she grumbles. “you’re the worst.”
“no, it’s not bad, sev. it’s cute. and i think we should do this more often.”
she sighs into your shoulder, raising her hand up and pointing her middle finger straight to the sky. you gasp and giggle harder, then swat it away as she tries to wrestle against you.
“okay, enough.” you call, before she can start the wrestling match. “let’s go pee and then i’ll make us a snack.”
she kisses your forehead and huffs a breath, trying not to think about the fact that she’s still inside of you, and that she may or may not be able to feel you clenching around her. “okay, i love you.”
“love you too, sevibaby.”
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my moms if anyone’s wondering 💕

modern au melvika
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𝑹 𝑼 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬?
𝒆𝒙 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

cw possessive!sevika cursing yearning
protective!sevika makeout session
ex!sevika × fem!reader
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who let's out an audible scoff whenever she hears your name mentioned, making it seem as if she totally isn't affected by breakup between you two but in reality she's listening intently and completely focused on whatever the person is saying about you.
"it's whatever - you can talk about her doesn't bother me. ."
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who, despite all the disagreements , arguments, and the whole relationship ending, she still cares so deeply for you , she knows her love for you would and will never fade even if thousands of years go by you'll always be on her mind.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who hates when you still come to the same bar she introduced you to, seeing you sitting at the bar with your friends instead of you sipping on a beer while on her lap as she plays a game of cards.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who swiftly follows you out the door of the bar to walk you home - well walking a few feet behind you as you make your way home without you noticing - making sure you dont get hurt by anyone.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who still pays for your drinks at the bar without you knowing, going up to the bartender and asking them to put whatever you order on her tab.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who's glare you can feel from a mile away when some random person comes up to you offering to buy you a drink.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who goes up to the guy while their coming out of the bathroom and threatens them to never step a single foot near you again or she'd made sure they will never be able to step foot in the bar as long as they live.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who still has all those little cute love notes you wrote her during the relationship, and small items you've given her during that time. . . she keeps them in a box in her closet, not daring to threw anything so precious away.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who still 'anonymously' send you flowers every valentines day since the day you two split up. . she sends you your favorite type of flowers because she remembers you mention the name a few times during the relationship.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who can't help but smile when she's still the person you count on for certain things. You who are not that proud of this, but anytime you are in trouble or need help, sevika is the one you immediately call because even though you two broke up - you know you're still able to trust her - some man keeps bothering you anytime you're on the way to work so you call sevika about it and next thing you know you never have to see that man's face again.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who isn't the type to immediately talk or flirt with other women after a break up ? You were the only woman who was able to make to turn her head so far to the point her brain started thinking about marriage - there was just no way another woman could have the same affect you had on her . . . nor would she allow another woman to even get close to her.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who still has the pretty lingerie set you surprised her with on her birthday. . . It was around the beginning of your relationship, so she still remembers the shy expression on your face as you lay in the middle of her bed.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who keeps all the recipes of the sweet deserts you used to make her, she attempts to replicate them, but every time she does, she's meant with utter disappointment as the food doesn't taste like yours.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who still has a picture of you in her wallet , and a little note you wrote her once when she went to work angry, you didn't know how to make her feel better so instead you left a short note in her wallet for her find later in the day.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who threatens (or even lays a few punches on) any man who talks bad or suggestive about you - even when asked who is she to you the woman can't help but say "don't speak about my girlfriend that way" and when you find out and confront her about it youre not even suprise when she just gives you a look and says "would you rather those fools make moves on you? i just said that to get them off your ass.. don't take it personally. "
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who notices one time at the bar, a man got way too close for your own comfort , and sevika - being able to read you like an open book could tell by the expression on your face you were very uncomfortable with the lingering attention from the man. . .and the next thing you know was the man being knocked out cold onto the ground.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who let's you shout at her for punching the guy and causing a scene when you could have taken care of it yourself - and in response to your yelling sevika just stares at you in silence . . her mind just thinking about how you look like a real-life beautiful angel standing in front of her.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who still has the bracelet that is the color of your eyes around her wrist, it was something you and her did months ago - you having a pretty bracelet with gray pearls on it while she has a bracelet with pearls the same color of your eyes.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who gets incredibly annoyed when she can't find a lighter to spark up her cigar, she soon gets even more annoyed when she realizes your the one who usually carries a lighter so you could spark it.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 --who can still smell the scent of your gentle vanilla scented shampoo on one of her pillows from when you used to sleep over her house.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who walks you home after you had one too many drinks , stumbling over your own feet as her mechanical arm was secured around your waist , slurring out incoherent words to her as the two of you walked down the street. . . sevika couldn't help the small smirked that pulled at her lips.
"i - d-dont need *hiccup* -you!" Your sentence coming out slurred as it meant sevika's ears.
"Oh really now?" The broad woman responded back with a shit eating grin, she was amused at this situation - and a little surprised because you weren't one to drink until you couldn't even walk straight so this was new.
"no! I'm fine-"
"shh shh shh doll, let's get you home. ."
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who ends up taking you to her house instead since you were to out of it to find your keyys , she let's you take her bed . . tucking you in her dark red covers , while she slept in the small couch in her living room along with the pillow that still had the scent of your gentle vanilla shampoo.
𝒆𝒙!𝒈𝒇 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 -- who wakes up early to fix up some breakfast for you, making some eggs and cutting up your favorite fruits to have on the side . . . and making sure there was water and pain reliever on the side for you to take.
sevika ears perk up when she hears the soft padded of your feet under on the floor. She could tell you were making your way to the kitchen.
you walk in the kitchen, eyes immediately finding sevika who was by the sink placing a frying pan inside - the smell of fried eggs hitting your nose as you stepped in further.
"what am i doing here? sevika-"
"There's pain reliever on the table beside you."
you open your mouth to say something - anything but sevika was right, your head was hurting like a bitch. . . and it wasn't common for you to drink to the point you had a bad hangover the morning after, and you knew sevika was aware of this, making you feel slightly embarrassed and you felt slightly uncomfortable as you were still in your clothes from last night.
you grab the pills in your palm, bringing them to your lips and swallowing them dry, this quick action made you go into a small coughing fit.
"Jesus- there was water right here.." sevika softly grumbled under her breath as she grabbed the glass of water and brought it towards you , bringing it to your lips - gulping down the water humming at the feeling of the room temperature water hit your dry throat.
during this, your eyes couldn't help but flicker up to sevika's. . almost immediately, you felt a warmth wash over your body - butterflies annoyingly flapping their wings around the pit of the stomach. . old sparks from when you two were together reignited, and the warming - loving look in sevika's gaze made your knees buckle.
it seemed sevika felt the same, both your heart pounding in usion , sevika couldn't look away from your eyes - almost mesmerized by the depth in them. . . studying you almost.
both of your eyes staring into each other , filled with so much emotion - holding so much emotion all at once . . you both wanted nothing more than to let those emotions out.
next thing you know, sevika's lips are on yours, the abandoned glass cup of water now on the ground shattered into pieces , causing sevika to swiftly move her arm under your legs carrying you up and placing you on the counter , your body squirmed as you felt her hands on your waist - still in your cute miniskirt from last night you could feel it riding up by the fast movement.
the kiss was uncoordinated , sloppy even . . driven by pure urgency and desire - a sense of need and longing as if the two of you were waiting for this exact moment. Your fingers making it seem way into sevika dark hair, tugging is softly as you leaned more into her.
"missed you so much. ." sevika states , her sentence coming out more like a growl as her lips made its way away from your now swollen lips and to your neck - you felt flutters in stomach at her words because. . . you missed her too , a part of you is genuinely shocked that you went on for a few months without her by your side.
"i - i could have taken care of - myself last night. ." Your words fumbling with a mix of whines at the feeling of sevika's teeth gently biting your flesh on your neck , "okay. ." sevika responds with a single word to your statement.
"and. . you didn't have to punch that guy , i could have hand- handled that. ."
"okay. . okay baby , i know. ."
silence took over the kitchen, just the sounds of sevika sucking on your skin and the sounds of your breathy soft moans floating in the air , and you can't say that you're shocked that you're making out with sevika - aka your ex girlfriend while sitting on her counter. . . because somehow a part of you always knew the two of you would find your way in this predicament somehow, it was almost like everywhere you went sevika was in the same room - coincidence or not . . it was like you two were destined together , like a magnet pulling at one another.
and here as you sat in her arms, hands in her hair while her lips worked on your neck. . . you couldn't help but feel like this was all supposed to happen and honestly you wouldn't want it any other way
you were her's , and she was yours.
reader crazy for breaking up with sevika in the first place smh 🙂↕️🙂↕️
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Omg i need more of that age gap secret relationship sevika stuff 😭😭 This time reader is at like a family gathering in some restaurant annoyed out of her mind from her family’s words and she sneaks outside just to find sevika waiting for her outside and they’re just fucking in the back alley of the restaurant 😭😭
Only If They Knew (2)
Contains smut, age gap, implications of getting caught, degradation, implications of exaggerated age gap, rough fingering, mentions of homophobic parents, pussy slapping

The family members were talking, loud noises and clattering of dishes making your head feel all dizzy, you just wished you could be with Sevika.
Crossing your arms across your chest, you stared blankly at your parents who were making ridiculous jokes about your cousins and all other weird things you could care less about.
You got up, "I'm off to the bathroom," you said in a soft tone before you stalked off, heels clicking after yourself as you walked in the bathroom, texting Sevika to come over. You fixed your makeup, making sure you looked all proper for your very very older girlfriend.
Your parents would never approve, heck they would never even approve the fact that you decided to go les.
They would freak out if they ever found out and even if you were old enough to move out, you preferred to keep it low for now.
Your phone vibrated in your purse and you looked at the text that said, " I'm here, doll."
You couldn't help smile at the text, grabbing your phone up and texted her, "I'm coming."
"You'll be saying that later," Sevika texted back and you huffed a laugh rolling your eyes. You took your purse, walking out of the restaurant trying to avoid your family from seeing you on the way.
As you walked out, you smiled at the sight of the tall woman waiting for you. Sevika led you to the alley between the restaurant wall and another building, pinning you to the brick wall, "Wanted to see your big bad girlfriend during a family gathering, huh? It's like you just got wilder for me," Sevika said, her voice a raspy whisper.
You giggled and gasped as Sevika pulled your panties down from under your dress, her fingers working effortlessly as she pocketed the garment
"What are you doing?" You whispered at her.
"Nothing, bunny, just enjoy," Sevika smirked a little before she pushed two digits inside your dripping cunt, flesh of her palm rubbing against your clit making you jerk a little.
"N-not here," you moaned in her ear, "Please, anyone could see us."
"Oh yeah? But you'd like it wouldn't you?" Sevika said with a small growl, fingers digging deeper in your dripping wet mess, "You're getting off at the thought of it."
"D-Dont make it sound so dirty..." You whined out, burying your face at the crook of Sevika's neck as you tried to keep your whimpers and moans low.
"Uh-huh? You love it, you dirty little slut, being fucked by a woman almost twice your age in an alleyway while your mummy and daddy are at the restaurant next building," Sevika curled her fingers making you gasp, "Admit it, you love it."
You gasped, and whimpered lowly. Your eyes closed in embarrassment and you nodded meekly.
For Sevika, your nod wasn't enough, she pulled her fingers out and delivered a slap to your pussy making you gasp and whine.
"Y-Yes, I love it," you answered her as you tried to grind on her hand where she hit you. Sevika smirked, "Be a good girl. Keep quiet." Sevika pushed her fingers back in your cunt and started twisting them and thrusting them fast.
"you love it so fucking much you're creaming on my fingers. little slut you're enjoying this huh?" sevika added a third finger making your eyes roll back as you tried to grab onto her shoulders for support.
"it feels good it's so good." you whispered in her ear as sevika gave her fingers one last thrust and you gasped, squirting over her fingers and your liquids streamed onto the street below. sevika laughed softly, the sound a deep rumble from her chest.
"did so well, my love." she took put her other hand in her back pocket and withdrew some wet napkins to clean you off. "your legs are shaking." sevika commented.
"you're so mean." you mumbled softly as sevika cleaned you off and pulled your panties over your ass, giving it a small pat.
"you'll be fine." sevika leaned in and kissed your head before you wrapped your arms around her and puckered up your lips for a proper kiss.
sevika rolled her eyes but gave in, kissing you deeply as her hands squeezed and palmed your body through your dress, her tongue delving inside your mouth with years of experience.
"be a good girl." sevika said with a warning tone and you couldn't help the giggle that escaped your lips. "i'll be fine, i love you baby."
you started walking to the restaurant again despite being a little shaky. sevika cleaned her fingers off, putting her hands in her pockets. "love you too..."
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I made a Tumblr account because I believe the world needs to see my drawing of Sevika in a playboy bunny outfit; this is my "Hello, World!" post, so to say
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“thoughts?” there is no thoughts. my head is completely blank. all i need is her. holy fuck.
Fuck You Back to Sleep
Warnings: dirty talk, strap on, top!sevika, r!receiving, afab!reader, sex guys it’s sex, mating press, possessiveness, light degradation (maybe?)
Something you noticed into your relationship with Sevika was that she was worried to lose you.
She didn’t say it, but she showed it.
Her eyes followed you wherever you moved. When you were out together and got separated because you got distracted or she had to talk to someone, her eyes darted to you. Just to make sure you were still there.
Her fears were valid, of course, and understandable. Here, in Zaun, where anything could happen, anything could hurt you. Anything could take you from her.
Recently, it had started to get worse. Partly due to her new status as Councilor and having to leave you, not only alone, but in a different part of where she was altogether.
However, you didn’t expect her to show her worry like this.
“That’s it, princess,” Sevika grunts as she fucks into you. The strap around her hips, over her clothes as she was just about to leave, glistening with your wetness.
“God,” you moaned, lips parted and swollen from kissing her earlier. “Sev, fuck,” You couldn’t think, couldn’t make your lips form any other word other than her name and profanities.
She had her hands around your calves, your legs pushed up at either side of your face while she drilled into you. Her thighs caged you beneath her, the angle perfect for you to feel her buried to the hilt of the strap on inside of you.
Her strokes were hard and deep. Her noises almost grunts and growls.
Your fingers were at the back of her neck, holding her closer. Your lips nipping and licking her throat. You could feel the shaved part of her head prickle your fingers as you grip her tighter when she finds it in herself to speed up.
“Taking me…” She grunts. “…so fucking good, baby.”
You moan again, head tilted back and eyes almost blurred with pleasure.
“Look at you,” She continues, leaning down to suck the skin of your throat. “Can’t even talk.”
“Vika,” You manage to choke out before another satisfied moan is slipping past your pink lips.
Your attempt to talk only makes her moan in turn, shifting her hold on your calves to hold your ankles with her metal hand. Her right hand drops to your cunt, rubbing circles to your neglected clit.
You arch your back, feeling your entrance greedily tighten around the toy.
“Oh, that’s it, baby,” Sevika grunts as she thrusts into you, still rubbing your clit. “Fuck, let me see you come. I’m not fucking leaving until you come for me.”
“Y-You’re…” You moan, thighs bucking against her thrusts, tasting your orgasm. “…gon’ b-be late,” You pant.
Your hands come up to cup the back of her neck and hold her, stomach coiling as her breathing gets quicker.
“Don’t care, baby,” She leans down to bite your neck. It causes her to stretch you more around the toy, tugging at your trembling hole.
The bite makes you groan in response, your stomach almost quivering as you come.
Your neck tilts back, throat bared and jaw slack as a low, moan escapes your lips. Your thighs tremble around her, your hole pulsing around the toy buried to deep, grinding into that sweet little spot.
“Atta girl, baby,” Sevika hums, slowing down her thrusts as she rides the orgasm out of you, fingers still massaging your clit. You’re still shaking, stomach jolting as you moan.
“Poor baby’s shaking,” She fake coos, pressing your thighs more into the mattress beside your face after moving her hand from your clit. She gives you slow, painfully slow thrusts just to hear the churning of your wetness and come.
“God, wait,” you groan as she gives you one, final, hard thrust.
“I know, princess, I know,” She slowly pulls out of you and lays beside you.
You curl into her chest while your body stops its shaking, burying your nose into her neck, against her pulse to smell her skin.
She kisses the top of your head, tracing odd circles into your back. It doesn’t take long for you to fall asleep in her arms and she hates that she has to leave you.
But she’s needed and can’t skip this meeting. So she reluctantly pulls herself from you to tuck you in bed. She takes the toy off, and even has to change her pants because there’s an evident wet patch on her pants due to your cunt.
She gives your face light kisses, careful not to wake you up. She grins to herself smugly as she leaves, knowing you’re damn safe in bed.
⚙️❣️⚙️❣️⚙️❣️⚙️❣️
Thoughts?
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sevika talking you through it…
“atta girl, just like that baby.” her hands gripping your hips as she moves them against her own thigh
“keep going doll, can feel you’re close.” as she’s two fingers deep into your wet cunt while you’re whining and moaning
“you look so pretty like this, fuck…” her cock shoved into your throat and her hands gripping your hair as she looks down at you, spit dribbling from your lips
“cum all over this dick, baby. give it to me.” as she’s hitting it from the back, smacking your ass while you’re netting her thrusts with each movement
“there you go, making a mess all over daddy’s cock. such a good fucking girl.” she’s growing and groaning as she watches your cunt pulse with each stroke of her cock
“gonna take it baby? take my fucking load so deep in your cunt, knock you up?” her hand wrapped around your neck as she’s looking down at you, watching you fucked out on her cock
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Can we have a thing where it's Sevika/Ambessa x reader where it's purely just aftercare after a particularly rough night of sex?
♡♥︎Aftercare after a rough night♥︎♡



♡Sevika♡
The room smelled of sweat, smoke, and something darker—something that lingered between the sheets and on the tips of fingers that had gripped too tightly. It was warm, the kind of warmth that came after a storm, heavy and oppressive but settling into something softer, something that whispered, stay.
Sevika moved first. Not far—she never did—but just enough to roll onto her side, the weight of her prosthetic shifting as she leaned on her elbow. Her free hand, the one that had pinned you down just hours before, reached out now with a tenderness that didn’t quite fit the way her fingers were calloused, the way her touch was usually so unforgiving.
“You good?” Her voice was husky, deeper than usual, softened by exhaustion and something quieter, something she wouldn’t name but showed in the way her thumb traced absentminded circles into your thigh.
You hummed, barely coherent, but the way your body pressed into her told her enough. Still, it wasn’t enough for Sevika.
She shifted again, this time rolling onto her back before pulling you against her. The muscle of her abdomen was taut, but she was warm—so warm, and despite the way your body still ached, despite the way her fingers had left bruises on your hips, you melted into her without resistance.
Sevika wasn’t one for words, not when they weren’t necessary. Instead, she let her actions speak. The way her fingers trailed up and down your spine, slow and deliberate. The way she pulled the blanket up, tucking it around your shoulders. The way she adjusted herself, ensuring you were as comfortable as possible despite the wreckage of the night.
It was in moments like these that you realized how much she truly cared. Not in grand gestures, not in flowery words, but in the way she made sure your water was within reach, the way she smoothed the hair from your face, the way she kissed your temple and let her lips linger there longer than necessary.
Sevika exhaled, long and slow. “Didn’t mean to go so hard on you.”
You chuckled, the sound weak but affectionate. “Wouldn’t be you if you didn’t.”
That earned you a low rumble of laughter, but even then, she was still watching you, still searching your face for anything—any sign of discomfort, any trace of pain. When she found none, her body relaxed just a little.
“Next time,” she murmured, fingers still tracing slow patterns along your back, “I’ll take it easier on you.”
You knew she wouldn’t, not really. But that was fine. Because she would still be here afterward, still be this—warm, steady, and yours.
And that was all you needed.
♡Ambessa♡
Ambessa had always been an unstoppable force, a woman who commanded attention with nothing more than her presence. Even now, lying beside you in the dim candlelight, she exuded power—raw and unyielding.
But here, with you, there was something else beneath it all. A gentleness that only came after the battle was over.
Her fingers, so skilled in wielding weapons and bending the world to her will, now worked delicately, tracing the length of your arm as if memorizing every inch of you. She had taken her pleasure from you in ways that left your body weak, trembling in the aftermath of her hunger. But now, in the quiet, she was something softer—something careful.
“You endured well.” Her voice was a purr, thick with approval, but beneath it, there was a thread of concern, laced so finely it was almost undetectable. Almost.
You turned your head to her, catching the flicker of emotion in her eyes before she masked it with something unreadable. Ambessa had never been one to show vulnerability, but here, in the sanctuary of your shared space, she allowed herself the smallest moments of it.
Her fingers brushed over a mark on your shoulder—one she had left, one she would wear like a trophy if given the chance. But now, she only traced it, contemplative. “Was I too much?”
You knew what she was really asking. It wasn’t about whether or not you could handle her. You could—you always did. No, she wanted to know if you still felt safe in the wreckage of what she had done.
Shifting slightly, you leaned into her, pressing a kiss to the pulse point of her wrist. “Never.”
That pleased her. You could see it in the way her lips curled, in the way her hand shifted to cup your cheek, thumb dragging slowly over your bottom lip.
“Good,” she murmured. Then, as if deciding something, she moved.
You barely had time to react before she was lifting you, settling you into her lap with an ease that made it clear she was still at full strength despite the night’s exertions. Your body protested, muscles sore and overworked, but Ambessa held you in a way that made you forget the ache.
She reached for the water on the bedside table, bringing it to your lips without a word. You drank, letting her take care of you in this unspoken way, and when you were done, she set it aside and pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“You are mine,” she whispered, voice thick with something possessive, something deeper than mere ownership. “And I take care of what is mine.”
You sighed, letting yourself relax fully into her, knowing that no matter how rough she was, no matter how intense, she would always be here after.
And that was enough.
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little sevika wip... hopefully i'll get it done today
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A day in a life of silco's second hand

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Smoking while fixing her hair 💜
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