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elsfairy · 7 months
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okay but “trying” to push sevika away while she’s fingering you but it just makes her fuck you harder
like omgggg 😖
oh 😳 (ty for reviving me for my Sevika arc, i love you so bad)
you’ve lost count of how long you’ve been sprawled out on her bed, both sets of clothes discarded into one of the corners of her bedroom, you weren’t really sure where, but you also weren’t in the mood to care. The only things you were caring about and thinking of were the feeling of her lips around your clit and the fingers that have been buried in your cunt for god knows how long. She knows you and your body like the back of her hand— better than you know yourself really. Sevika knew which spots had you trembling, which parts to kiss that would have you whimpering at her touch. She took time to understand how your body worked, and what you liked and disliked. “You taste so good, Sweetheart” She murmurs, voice slightly muffled.
It wasn’t until her fingers brushed and curled against a certain spot that always had you gasping, that your fingers pulled harder at her hair, your thighs clenching around her head and your mouth opened as she pulled yet another round of whines from you. She was quick to smirk against your cunt, and it had you wanting to roll your eyes at her cockiness but your hands always had a mind of their own, already trying to push her away from you, your legs loosening around her head. “Too much—” she’s had you on this bed for a while, so you’re not really sure how many times she’s pulled an orgasm out of you but you were starting to feel more and more sensitive as the seconds passed.
She has always been addicted to you and your taste so she was having none of it, like usual. The woman was also quicker than you, so she was able to pin your thigh down onto the bed without a problem, nails creating crescent moon indents on your skin. Her grey eyes that staring up at you like she was hunting you. “Stop moving, you taste so good and i can’t get enough of you, let me enjoy you, Sweet”
And just like that her mouth was back on your clit, fingers back in your cunt, where she would gladly have them all the time if she could, in just a matter of seconds. The hand still pinning down your thigh and her pace was almost borderline brutal— her pace never faltered even with the amount of times you started squirming under her, pulling at her hair, and gripping at the sheets. It’s pathetically embarrassing to you, how the sound of your cunt fills your ears, her greedy moans coming to a close second. Sevika was simply doing everything in her power to keep tearing those sounds from you until it was the only thing she would ever remember. She was so fuckin’ greedy for more.
“Told you to stop moving, i just wanted to give my girl something nice but you had to act all bratty”
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dnvrsmedia · 7 months
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Touch Me, Feel Me
Sevika x Reader (afab) smut
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Kinktober
an: uh hi! it’s been a real long time & i come back bearing very filthy smut as promised HAHA
warnings: breeding kink 🤓
Ragged breaths escape your plush lips, dry from exhaustion. Eyes tilted up and back, unable to keep focus as the brute above you thrusts her hips in an ungodly manner.
Being the mechanic that you were, tinkering with hex tech was a pastime you enjoyed frequently. Knowing that Sevika’s birthday was coming up motivated you to finish something you had been working on for a long time. You were able to make technology to allow someone to regain feeling in a prosthetic. This idea came to you during one of the many nights you laid on Sevika’s chest. Soft strokes of her arm lightly scratching your back in comfort.
“I miss the way you feel on my arm.” Sevika kept her gaze on the ceiling.
Thoughts flurrying in her brain. Her strong jaw clenched in an act to make her exclude any emotion that may slip. You on the other hand, stunned. Sevika refuses to talk about her lost arm. The adjustment that was made post explosion left your relationship chipped, but not broken. From then on, you worked diligently to give your lover a new meaning.
You didn’t necessarily think your new technology would lead to Sevika attaching the device to her thick and lengthy silicon cock. Although, Sevika being Sevika, it truly didn’t surprise you.
“F-fuck! Vika, oh my-“ Your moans of deep pleasure increase by tenfold, the buff woman above you pistons her hips deeply into your core.
Her flesh hand snaking its way across your budding clit, rubbing furious circles into damnation. Drool dripping hotly onto the sheets from your gaped mouth as your center leaks from your pleasure. Slick coating the thick member while leaking down Sevika’s thick mountainous thighs. Her essence mixing with yours as her cunt weeps at the sensations of your warmth encompassing her member.
“That’s fucking it, baby. You like how this dick feels, huh? How full i’m- oh fuck- how full i’m making you?” The most powerful woman of Zaun grunts in your ear as her hips never farther.
Babbling is all you are left with as the piece works your walls. Stretching and massaging the spot that makes your toes curl. Sevika can feel the clenching of your muscles around her and moans a moan you’ve never thought could manifest from betwixt her lips. Your eyes full of adoration of how good she is feeling. You turn your gaze to watch as Sevika’s muscles contract in every movement made. Her abs on full display as her body contorts. Her nipples fully erect on her chest make you dizzy. It’s not very often that Sevika allows you to touch her breasts, but when she does it always makes her shiver. With no rational thoughts flowing through your brain, you unconsciously lift your hand up to her chest, catching a hold of her swelled bud, and pinch.
A roar from the bellows of her being errupts from the brute above. Like a light switch was flipped, Sevika shifts her body to contain your hands above your head in restraint.
“Who fucking told you it was okay yo do that? What a fucking whore you are. You say you made this for my arm but deep down we both know you wanted this.” Sevikas impossible pace picks up faster than you thought was possible.
At this point, silent screams are leaving your body as it is being found impossible to make noise. Your eyes fully roll to the back of your head in pleasure, unable to look at your lover above you. Your bilss taken away from you as her flesh hand removes itself from your clit with a firm ‘smack!’ a whine released itself from your throat as a plea.
“Watch yourself, baby.” Sevika halts all movement making you whimper and rustle in your restraint.
“Please.” You whimper softly, feeling too lightheaded to do more than that.
“What was that?” Sevika teased, slowly teasing herself back onto you, watching you fall apart.
“Vika, please! I need you!” You whine loudly, thrashing harshly in her hold. You can tell that she thrived off teasing you as her chin rose in pride and her smirk grew.
And in an instant, she’s back to fucking you open.
Sevika pushes to your climax with fast, sloppy thrusts . You can tell she is close by the guttural grunts and increased filthy words.
“Come on baby let me feel you cum on my cock. This pussy fucking loves taking me. Fucking take it!” And with that, you’re climaxing. Stars erupt behind your eyes as bliss comes running to you at full force.
“Gonna fuckin’ cum, gonna full you so good, baby! This pussy so fucking good.” Sevika is not too far behind you as she’s collapsing above you.
Moments pass before you feel your lover slip out of you with a wince. You giggle at her, she forgot to turn off the device allowing her to feel you. An annoyed pout adorns her face before she playfully smacks your thigh.
“Happy Birthday, Vika.” You kiss her lips slowly and passionately, showing your appreciation.
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jnkangels · 3 months
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Amour, larmes et pinceaux dans l'eau.
(Muse Sevika x artist reader)
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summary: Sevika is and always will be your muse, the absolute owner of your mind, soul and heart. You are your favorite painter and she is the muse of all your works.
c.w: a nudism, fluff, modern au, soft drabble, men dni!
Author's note: English is not my first language, feel free to correct me.
You love her.
The woman who poses in front of your canvas is your muse. The absolute owner of your heart, her essence has permeated your being so much that it is as if she were a part of you.
Thanks to her, you recovered your estrus for art; Thanks to her you recovered something that gave meaning to your life, something that you thought you had lost.
But now... It was more than just a passion or a way to release compressed frustration through brushstrokes on a blank canvas. It is a way to express your love in a less ephemeral way than words that float in the form of memories, this is something more lasting.
When she poses for you, you don't think about anything else, just you and her. You only focus on how cute the locks look falling down her face or how cute her eyes are that you're practically immersed in.
And damn, you memorized every one of her scars that she was still ashamed of, every birthmark, every one of her angles; It is simply beautiful.
"Stop looking at me like that." The half-naked woman says and then faces you with a smile on her lips, you are so immersed in your own thoughts about her, that you don't even pay attention to what she says.
She clears her throat, looking at you with a raised eyebrow. You see her looking directly at you which makes you a little nervous.
"What were you saying?" You say with a smile on your face, still a little oblivious to what was happening around you.
"I said stop looking at me like that." The woman steps down from her platform with a towel wrapped around her waist to approach where you're.
"How do you think I'm looking at you?" You ask curiously.
"As if... You will love me." These last words are a sweetened whisper that is capable of making you blush instantly.
"Don't you think I look at you that way because I really love you?" The words that came from your lips were enough to make the woman's cheeks turn a growing red.
"I know, I love you too."
You simply love her.
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deblklesb · 1 year
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[As the night goes by — Sevika × Reader]
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a/n: just a drabble. it's filthy. okay? okay. enjoy. not proof read.
cw: nsfw, name calling | MDNI
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As you breathe deeply, legs sore with fatigue and sensitive body from all the previous activities of the night, Sevika has the prosthetic hand on your waist and the other on one of your tits. Her tongue tastes the skin of your other nipple, and you can see in the way she savours you that she's enjoying this very much.
She loves to see you getting up and up to your climax, desperate and needy, moving your body even though you're cleary tired. As she knows and you don't dare to deny, the feeling of being her's, her plaything, the one she worships and fucks into oblivion, does something with you.
So you keep going, pussy rubbing against her strong thigh, spreading all your moistures on her dark skin and moaning more as the seconds go by. She touches you and whispers how wet and pathetic you are right now, how she wants to fuck you deep and hard before eating you out, how your tits look good and taste good. Sevika would be the death of you.
Your core as aching with want; no, need. You needed that orgasm so bad it was almost stupid. "Please, Sev...", you said, pressing the face against her neck and kissing the skin.
"What, princess? Do you need me to help you?"
"Yes, fuck", you wouldn't be able to go untill the end, as much as you wanted. The muscles were crying for help, burning, and the thought of stopping and not coming were unbearable. "I need it, please"
"Look at you, such a pretty slut", your pussy throbbed at those words, chills running through your body as her hands caressed your hips. The right one slid in between your thighs as you got slightly up to give her space, the fingers pressing you core in that spot you needed. "I want to hear you loud and clear"
And as she started to massage you deliciously, you called her name and said how you wanted her to fuck you. Talking like that wasn't something that you'd do normally, but that night was making you go stupid. So you pleased her with your voice, gasping and moaning between the filthy words with desire. Sevika was rubbing your soaked cunt, pressing your clit, making a mess.
That feeling pooled in the low of your stomach as you clenched around nothing and pulled the hair in the back of her neck, crying out loud about how fucking hard you wanted to come in her mouth. The orgasm made you shiver on her lap, legs pressing but not closing due to her thighs between them.
"There, calm down now, love", she kissed your face, neck and shoulder, pulling you closer so your bodies were together. She was so warm.
You were trying to catch your breath, mind dizzy and light. You could easily drift off, but no. You wanted more. You just needed to take a moment before laying with your ass up, open legs for her.
"Want your tongue, Sev"
"Do you, now?" She laughed lowly, spreading kisses along your jaw as you slowly pulled away a little bit, just enough to look at her beautiful features. "Where do you want it?"
"On my pussy", she was enjoying your speaking moment. "You make me so wet and hot with it. It's so good" The tip of your noses were bumping into each other, the dark eyes consuming you. "Put your tongue inside of me, Sev", you whispered.
On a swift movement she changed positions, having your back on the bed. You laughed, giving her peck after peck before she started to gently kiss your neck again.
"Let's give you another one, my pretty slut", she murmured, making you smile in anticipation.
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[divider by @froopis]
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astudyincontrasts · 2 years
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Drabble request:
Not sure why I'm sending this anonymously. You know who this is. Feel free to call me out and tease me mercilessly. Also this was technically your idea, but I demand it (please!) in drabble format.
Sevika loses a bet w/ reader, resulting in Sevika having to don a sexy maid dress while dusting Silco's office (while he's present ofc, because duh!). This may or may not lead to Sevika taking out her anger and embarrassment on reader via sexy times.
Please and thank you! 🖤
I'm dying with joy that I get to do this. Based upon THIS art.
Sevika and reader from @abitohoney 's fic Submit which just updated with Chapter 9 today! (Existing consensual sub/dom relationship, bondage, rough foreplay, spanking)
Sevika x Fem!Reader slightly NSFW
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"No."
"Yes!"
"No. Absolutely not. You cheated!" For as long as you'd known her you'd never seen fear touch Sevika's face, never once known those grey eyes of hers to fill with panic like they were in this moment. She was trying to cover it up with her habitual gruffness and rough temper but that façade had slipped and clattered to the floor as those wide pewter eyes flicked from her cards to yours and back again over and over. Willing herself to be having some kind of stroke or delusion.
"Cheated how? I'm naked. You've won every hand. Just not this one." This wasn't exactly the outcome you'd envisioned when you'd suggested the pair of you play strip cards after she'd begrudgingly taught you her favorite game. This was even better.
Sevika stood and for a second you felt sure she was going to kick the chair she'd sat in at the wall. Her panicked rage had you grinning all those perfect, white, Piltover dentistry teeth up at her as you leaned back on the bed, unabashed in all your naked glory, knowing it was just one more twist of the screw. She'd been a single hand of cards away from winning some truly wicked favors from you. And lady luck had instead finally deigned to kiss your cheek instead.
"I am not. I am not doing this." She fumed, staring at you. Delicious, delectable to watch pleading seeping under the bravado of trying to boss her way out of her loss. Like if she couldn't intimidate you out of collecting your due then she might actually be willing to beg. Now that was an interesting notion. Her on her knees for once instead of you. Hm. Nah. You wanted to see this happen. Time to cut your lovely brute down to size a little.
Besides, a touch of humility never hurt anyone. You should know, she'd sure given you a healthy dose or twenty of your own.
"Renegging on a bet?? You know... I heard that's real frowned upon in The Last Drop. I remember the last guy who did that... oh man. What happened to him again? Oh yeah. Lost the use of his left nut. Tch. And now no one will let him in so much as a wager on the weather let alone play cards with him. Given your lack of uh... nuts... and the fact this was a private game I'm sure that the regulars won't try anything drastic. Plus you could take em all anyhow.  But. Oh man... Think of the stain on your reputation? Sevika lost fair and square and then she refused to pay up - "
"Enough." Silco's second snapped, throwing up both hands in exasperation. As irritated as ever with your stream of consciousness overflowing its banks. "For the love of Janna, just. Stop talking. I'll do it."
The smile you offered her was sweet as a slice of peach pie as you rocked knees open and closed in a slow butterfly.  Just to tease.  Then slid to the edge of the bed and began pulling articles of your clothing back on.
“What do you think you’re doing?”  Sevika’s boots came to a stop in your line of vision on the floor, the toe of one settling over your discarded pants.  
“Getting dressed, duh.  You lost sweetheart.  Everything.  That’s what double or nothing means.  Not my fault I didn’t have double the clothes to take off for you.  Now.”  You gritted teeth and yanked those pants out from under her boot, pitching back on the bed as they finally gave into your hands.  “I got a little purchase to make for you.”
The bruiser groaned and dropped back into her seat, elbows upon those thick thighs that you so adored, head in her hands.  
For a split second you wanted very badly to take pity on her.  To leave off getting dressed and go over, cradle her face up and try, just try to kiss her if she’d let you.  Tell her you’d let her slide if she’d only be sweet to you tonight.  Nah.  You hopped up and into those tight pants, jumping a little for joy and a little to get them over your hips.  Pulled on top, grabbed boots, knives and wallet and headed for the door.
“Be back soon!” 
She dropped her hands to watch you yank the door open, pause and blow her a kiss.  Pale teeth bared in a silent snarl behind those pretty dark lips.
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The blessed silence of an uneventful evening had settled over Silco’s office, left him to his work in peace for once.  No fires to put out either literal or figurative, no irritating interruptions or minor inconveniences his underlings ought to be able to handle on their own but somehow always needed his attention to resolve.
A forgotten cigar smoldered in the ashtray, nearly an inch and a half of cylindrical ash at the end of it, cherry fitfully ready to extinguish from neglect as the thin wisps of smoke curled upward in pungent incense as his pen scratched away on the paper.  The door to the office creaked open and he only cast it a passing glance.  
Stopped.  Looked up again.
Sevika was edging in the half opened door, acting like she’d use the bulwark of it as a shield for as long as humanly possible before she had to come all the way into the room.  It was safe to say in all the time he’d known Sevika - pretty much the entirety of their adult lives at this point - he’d not once, never, known a single moment his second in command had worn a dress.
Let alone one black, exceedingly short, puffy sleeved, frilly with stiff crinoline, cut low in front and...yes.  With a little white pinafore apron.  Even her dark hair, which he largely suspected she frequently cut herself with a knife slightly too dull to do the job properly, even her hair had been brushed to a high gloss sheen and done back in her habitual half up style with a plush lacy white bow.  Muscular legs remarkably handsome in dark stockings with their suspenders peeking out from under crinoline fluff, and the uncomfortable clomp of high heels.  
She held a feather duster in one hand with the mien like she’d find a way to make a weapon of it somehow.
Steel grey eyes refused to meet his, trained on the far corner of the room, like she’d just ignore his presence entirely.  He knew her better though.  And teal eye narrowed as she inevitably snuck a glance at him that quickly flitted away hard and fast.  Just enough time to arch one dark brow at her before she shut the door.  
His blind reach for the whiskey glass was slow, the kind of unhurried movement one might use in order not to startle a wild animal, and he brought it to his mouth as mismatched gaze tracked her.  Noted her resigned sigh before the graceless clomp in those heels toward his chifforobe and bookcases.  And she began to dust with that feathered little mop.  Dust like she’d prefer to set the whole office on fire instead.
And Silco went silently back to his paperwork.  Pen scratching away studiously as she slowly made her way around the room.  Dusting.  Respectful silence strained to the snapping point until...
“Lost a b-”
“Yes of course I lost a bet.”  She cut him off sharply.  
Watched his head tilt slightly as he kept eyes on the papers in front of him.  Could feel him failing to repress a snide grin she couldn’t see from this angle half behind him. Clomp clomp clomp.  The rest of the ‘dusting’ was done in a hateful hurry, practically knocking over a lamp and various other trinkets in her desire to just be done with this humiliation.
To his credit Silco managed to wait until she’d sashayed her clomping way out and shut the door behind her before resting his forehead on fingertips and letting teal eye shut as shoulders lifted in perfectly silent mirth.  He had a good inkling exactly who was the winner of this little wager - and good on her.  He’d never thought that mouthy little Piltie runt of an assassin would have had in in her... but then again.  Well, it was good to know your employees.  Have a grasp of their capabilities.  He sorted through the pile of books to one side of his desk, pulled a ledger free and flipped it open, made a notation on a page and then flipped it shut.  Thought for a second and then opened it again, to a page much closer to the front.  Made an entirely different notation on this one and smiled thinly to himself.
Good for her.
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Ugh, to have been there!  A fly on the wall.  That was the only thing you regretted in all this; that you had to satisfy yourself with imagining exactly what was going down in Silco’s office right now.  Sevika would never give you the scoop on what went down and you certainly would never ask the boss how he liked having his office cleaned as a result of your little bet.  
So you lay back on your bed, hands laced behind your head, one leg propped and bouncing on the bent up knee of the other, grinning like an idiot at the ceiling as you enjoyed each possible scenario that could be happening.  Except for the ones where your little prank got Sevika fired.  Silco may be a terrifying, violently tempered bastard but you’d seen and heard enough to know the boss also had a rather surprising wicked sense of humor, particularly when it came to the humiliation of others.  Besides, Sevika was his right hand and he was no fool.  She’d be fine.
Your door opened and slammed shut, jerking you out of your happy reverie with a little jump to find Sevika glowering at you, stance spread, feather duster gripped like a knife, expression black as a thundercloud.
She kicked her heels across the room hard enough they left twin little dents in the wall.
Hands slid from behind your head as you propped yourself up on elbows and offered her your biggest, shit-eatingest grin.  She pointed the feather duster at you, sterling eyes narrowed sharply.
“Not one bloody word.”
“How’d it go?”  You ignored her command delightedly.  Had her snarling and advancing on you.  
You scrambled, trying to get off the bed and make a break for it.  Yelping as she got hold of your ankle and dragged you back, flipped you on your stomach and pinned you down, one knee to the small of your back.
“How’d it go?”  She mimicked you with a high little irritating voice, and you could feel her shifting over you as you struggled, weight pressing you ever harder into the mattress.  A second later that white pinafore and its long ribbons were winding around your wrists and then looping them together to the headboard, punishingly tight.
“You have any idea how long it took me to build the reputation I have in this organization?  How much shit I have to take on a daily basis?  No of course you don’t little brat.  All you do is run that mouth of yours and occasionally get real stabby when Silco needs someone killed quick and doesn’t care how messy it is.”
“Hey now-!”  Look she could be mad, but you were good at your job too.
Sevika’s mouth was next to your ear in a heartbeat and she had it in her teeth.  Crushing the tender shell of it, tugging like she’d bite it off.
“If you’re smart, princess, you’ll shut the hell up.  Right now.”  She snarled, never once releasing that bite until you whimpered a mute agreement, unable to even nod with the grip her teeth had.  They released and you gasped against the flooding fire of delicious pain left behind.
The weight of her knee left the small of your back and you could hear the snap of suspenders as she yanked stockings off, only to use each one to tie round an ankle of yours and lash them to the foot of the bed, spread eagle lower half.
Only then she got up off the bed and shed the rest of that silly maid outfit, had you groaning as she flung it on the floor.  She really had looked adorable in it.  Just... the kind of adorable of an apex predator in pink bows.  Deadly cute.  The open flat of her hand caught the curve of your ass a sharp slap.  Hard and sudden enough to have you nearly swallow your tongue, and thank fuck it wasn’t her prosthetic hand she’d chosen to spank you with.  
You’d elected to await her return in the cheekiest pair of simple black underwear you had and your usual dark shirt.  No bra.  Comfy.  Unfortunately also excellent target practice for that open palm of hers as she took the edge off by absolutely whaling your backside until you were struggling to escape each new slap, skin hot fire gone from pink to hot flush red you could feel.  Bottom on absolute fire.  Her final slap had tears stinging your eyes as you writhed forward with a keening little strangled noise.  
“Don’t go soft on me, princess.”  She murmured overhead, hand reaching to take a generous grasp of one burning cheek and kneed the sting of it slowly.  Damn you, you lifted into it, trying to peek over a shoulder at her, caught her smiling darkly and knew you were well and truly fucked. Still, unwilling to break that command not to speak.  You liked having two ears, thanks.
“You aren’t getting off easy this time.”
The bed dented on either side of you as Sevika settled weight on her knees straddled over you, metallic fist landing in the soft of the mattress beside your face.  Had you blinking at the dangerous machinations and soft whirring clockworkings of it even as you felt her other hand slide under you, up under your shirt.  And the second she got a cup of one bare breast you shuddered, arched up as best you could, silly thing, to give her more space.
Only to be rewarded with an agonizing twisting pinch of one tender nipple that had your mouth dropping open and a shudder wringing through you from tip to toes.  Her rich voice chuckled softly overhead before her mouth pressed between your shoulder blades over the runched up fabric of your shirt.  Fingers merciless.  Tugging, teasing, the little bite of her thumbnail digging into that singing, sensitive nub.  Your eyes were rolling back in your head, hips bucking against the bed, feet kicking against the soft give of the stocking restraints.  None of it stilled that delicious torment.
“Hope you had time to rest up while I was out embarrassing myself, princess.”  The press of her mouth strayed up to the nape of your neck, breath a wash over skin before she sunk possessive teeth in slow, like she’d scruff you no different than a big cat with prey. “You’ll have no sleep tonight.”
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k3n-dyll · 1 month
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Domestic!Sevika [Drabble]
||Men, minors, and ageless DNI
CW: None just Vika being cute
AN: not proofread, just started writing
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Domestic!Sevika who has never been in love before you, finding herself roaming around your apartment while you're out and noticing a basket full of undone laundry sitting near the washer.
You've been super busy recently and haven't had much time or energy to keep up with certain household chores and laundry was one of them.
Now, Sevika has never been one to just...do shit for people. Not unless it benefitted her in some way. And yet now she finds herself sorting your darker clothes from the light ones, washing them separately, drying them then heading back onto your bedroom and putting them away. She doesnt even roll them into a ball and toss them into drawers like she sometimes does with her own things - she folds them. Neatly.
She finishes and is quite proud of herself, going back to giving herself a bit of a tour of your place, but oh, look at that - the sink has dishes from last nights dinner date.
On any normal day you'd have washed them after eating but Sevika had other plans, which is why she was over at your apartment the next morning in the first place. A part of her feels bad for practically carrying you into the bedroom the night prior instead of helping you clean up, so she may as well make up for it by washing those dishes now, right?
Needless to say, when you get back that afternoon your apartment is spotless and something heavenly is wafting from the kitchen. There's no sign of Sevika until you walk back into your bedroom. Shes lounging on top of the blankets of your now made up bed, reading a book.
"You did all this?"
And she just stares at you for a moment, thinking.
"Oh, dinner? Yeah. I figured since you cooked last night..."
You shake your head and begin to explain what you mean fully. You could literally see your reflection on the counters when you walked through the kitchen and shes just sat here as if she hasnt moved all day. Even when you elaborate, she just shrugs as if she hadnt just made your life 10 times easier by simply being left alone in your house for a day.
"I dunno...I just got bored I guess"
Is her explanation for it, though that was clearly a lie, but you werent going to push her into saying anything sappy. Her work around the house said enough. She's been here before, sure, but its clear that she takes in every little thing you do. She's cooked your favorite dish, folded your laundry and sorted it in the specific way that you always do. She'd managed to get every little organization quirk of yours down to a T.
"Well, thank you for getting bored" you respond, kissing her on the forehead, and while she'd never say it out loud but that little bit of praise makes her heart jump.
I love her sm
Little drabble that is solely based on my urge to act like a housewife when I'm with my girlfriend. I'd lasso the moon for that girl istg
Taglist: @half-of-a-gay, @porcelainmystery, @delinthecut, @sevsbaby, @archangeldyke-all
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artinvain · 16 days
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Taking care of Sev 🥰 (drabble$
*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.**.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.**.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.**.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:· sevika whimpers as as your tongue softly circles her clit again, “mh baby,” she gasps, pushing your head with no intent, “need to take care of you,” she moans, her hand cupping your cheek.
“let me, please,” you sputter between licking your tongue deep into her pussy and suckling her clit, easing a finger in and her hips jut against you. finally she leans back and lets you hasten the way your fingers twist in and out of her, the crude sounds of her sopping cunt making you moan.
“fucking hell” she whines, her back arching and her hand gripping the sheets, her cold bionic coming to rub against her nipples and making her moan at the cool relief that tightens them. sevika’s hips buck as she places that hand in your hair, perfect controlling your pace. she didn’t mean to but fuck the feeling of your tongue on her, she couldn’t help but just —
“god, m’sorry angel - shit,” she inhaled through her teeth, “need to fuck your face,” she grits, he hands gentle but firm on your head, keeping you in place while she gulped against your tongue. her back arches like a bridge and she clamps her thighs down muffling your ears. “yes good girl, good girl doing so well - fuck!” Sevika groans and then you can taste even more of her flooding your face.
tags: @archangeldyke-all
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unkn0wn--3nt1ty · 22 days
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Rewatching Arcane again for the butch lesbians
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piscespetals · 9 months
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I always wonder what it's like to have a drink with Sevika...
╰┈➤ To experience a night of typical adult fun, amongst the crowd of a low-lit bar; the air buzzing with Friday evening excitement.
╰┈➤ Maybe you've been friends for a while, introduced by a coworker, but this is the first time that the both of you have agreed to actually meet somewhere.
╰┈➤ To be honest, I imagine that it's easy to spot her the very minute that you walk into the bar.
╰┈➤ She pretty much looks the same as she usually does. The only difference is the black leather jacket that now hugs every curve of her bicep muscle. Her shoulder broadens as she rests her hip against the counter, head hung low and back facing you.
╰┈➤ You exhale shakily at the thought of spending the evening with such a gorgeous person (because honestly who wouldn't?), trying to shove down your nerves for the sake of your own dignity. The last thing you need is another hour of embarrassing yourself in front of her.
╰┈➤ "Hey."
╰┈➤ She turns around at your greeting, eyebrows quirking up expectantly. "I was worried you weren't going to show for a sec."
╰┈➤ "Oh," You chuckle stupidly, shifting your weight. Gods, beautiful people really did make you feel dumb. "Well, I'm here."
╰┈➤ That when Sevika's lip twitches slightly upwards. Her gaze lazily darts to the way that you drum your fingers across your thigh. Your cease your fidgeting immediately, flattening your palm against the material.
╰┈➤ “I see." She murmurs, eyes dancing with a humor that you've grown to admire. Then, she reaches over to the chair beside her, which just so happen to be in front of you, and pulls it out so that you can sit. Your stomach stirs at the action. It's small but speaks volumes. Sevika isn't the type to pull out a chair for just anyone. Biting back a smile, you take a seat.
╰┈➤ "What are you drinking?" She asks.
╰┈➤ You find the courage to glance at her more closely now. She rests almost all of her weight on her right elbow, merely inches away from you. She uses her left hand to gesture to the menu on the tabletop. "There's food too."
╰┈➤ "Good because I'm starving." You find yourself muttering.
╰┈➤ She points to your side of the menu, shoulder bumping into yours, once again, while doing so. You struggle to ignore the tingling sensation it causes. "This burger is good. And their fries."
╰┈➤ You notice that she's pointing to a vegetarian burger on the menu. You've mentioned your vegetarian diet to Sevika once before. But it was so brief that you never thought she'd remember it.
╰┈➤ Her jacket brushes ever so slightly against your arm when she retracts her finger from the menu; her delicious scent of cologne swarming the air and causing your toes curl.
╰┈➤ The lowlights in the building highlight the silver grey shade of her eyes. And every time she blinks, her long lashes manage to brush against the sharp edge of her cheekbones. In that moment, you want to feel all of the hard edges that she has.
╰┈➤ That desire dims just enough for you to hear her call your name. Her brows are furrowing as she glances up from the menu to meet your pressing gaze.
╰┈➤ You blink out of your thoughts, squirming at the pull resonating deep in your gut from being caught.
╰┈➤ "Everything okay?" Sevika asks, a ghost of a smile resting on her lips.
╰┈➤ "Sorry." Your apology is barely loud enough for her hear. "It's just...uh, you have nice cheekbones."
╰┈➤ You feel compelled to admit this before you can even filter through your thoughts completely. That lodge in your throat won't go away and you can't seem to catch your breath even minutes after sitting down. The only plausible thought that is able to run through your head is how fucking breathtaking she is.
╰┈➤ An expression of surprise fills her features. Sevika's forehead unwrinkles, full lips parting while she puffs out a weird mixture of a light chuckle and exhale.
╰┈➤ "But yeah..." You shake your head, trying to clear the brain fog. "I'm good."
╰┈➤ Her eyes brighten with amusement. Then she chuckles again—this time with more feeling.
╰┈➤ You allow your attention to narrow in on her lips; those lips... Then it lingers on the laugh lines that accompany her cheeky smile.
╰┈➤ "You like me." She whispers, a teasing lilt to her voice.
╰┈➤ Oh god.
╰┈➤ You don't allow yourself to focus on the accusation too much; you can't afford to ruin the mood by overanalyzing the hint of seriousness laced behind those words. Not tonight.
╰┈➤ Instead, an unattractive snort comes out. Then you're turning away from her, heart hammering as you force yourself to read the menu. "I'll try the burger you mentioned."
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my--moon · 4 days
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ARCANE WOMEN WITH BIMBO S/O
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PAIRING: Arcane Women X Bimbo!Reader (Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn) WARNING: Sexual references. Sexualisation of reader. eating out. straps mentioned. finger fucking. Smut.
JINX:
B-I-M-B-O! You're just Jinx's stupid hoe! >3•
she loves you. she loves fucking you against her bedroom walls as well.
eating your pretty cunt out as she lifted up your short skirt !! such a slutty bitch <33
tv girl duo??? blue and pink !!
let's be honest, she 100% calls you a very colourful range of nicknames (especially in bed, mainly whore n slut )
just imagine her laying you out on her bed, slipping off that awfully short top of yours off, and fondling with your tits as you grind your wet cunt against her. so cute right?
VI:
the femme to her butch!!
makes you ride her strap 100% — also records your pretty moans to make you listen to after
once your done on her hugee cock (strap) she likes to shove her thick fingers in your pussy, and vigorously twirling them in your warm walls
what ? you're tired? you can keep going another round it's okay, she'll treat you to a new dress after <3
lets you do some makeup on her
super sweet and will punch anyone that comment on your style !!
CAITLYN:
shes grown up with modest and classy people, but she does like your ditzy personality, she may find it annoying sometimes but she does love it
you're so adorable!! now eat her out.
let's be honest, you're more proactive n you're probably dom in this situation
she's so cute whining as you thrust against her hot cunt
people's assume she's topping cuz of her personality and your ditzy demeanor but it's the other way around!
none the less, she absolutely spoils you with her family's wealth and power
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abitohoney · 1 year
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Don't Trust Dustin
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Sevika x female reader
Rating: Mature/borderline Explicit, MDNI, NSFW
Tags: Sevika/Reader, strap-ons, spanking, humor, CRACK
Word Count: 1.1k
Summary: I'm 100% calling out @master-sass-blast for this. She held me at gunpoint and threatened to cease creating Sevika and Grayson content if I didn't write this. (Not really, but she asked me to so ofc I'll do this for her. <3) Inspired by this stupid post. Followers, please avert your eyes, this is a CRACK fic, and I take no responsibility for any damage this causes. I promise to return to normal posts after this.
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Sevika drags her tired feet through the front door to her home. The home she shares with you. It has been one of those days. Dealing with the aftermath of Jinx’s shenanigans. Being chastised for complaining to Silco about the little shit. The only silver lining to an otherwise shitty day is that she’s coming home to you.
A heavy sigh fills the otherwise quiet entryway while Sevika kicks off her boots. Light shines through the crack in the door leading to the bedroom, and she realizes you must still be up despite the late hours. The tiniest hint of a grin pulls at one corner of her mouth as she makes her way quietly toward the light.
Curious as to what you're up to, she slowly pushes the door open. She finds you, back facing her, donning one of her t-shirts. Nothing odd about that. But when Sevika's gaze drops lower she spots the harness- her harness- wrapped around your sleep shorts. Now that is odd.
"Babe… what are you doing?" Sevika asks suspiciously as she steps into the room.
Lost in what you were doing, you had failed to notice Sevika's return home. You release a startled yelp and drop the bottle of glue you'd had in your hand. But you quickly forget about it, thrilled to see your girlfriend.
With a devious smirk you can't quite disguise, you peer over your shoulder at Sevika as she cautiously approaches you.
"Babe…" she repeats, gray eyes narrowing at the sight of your cheesy smile.
"Hi, Sev," you say sweetly.
Too sweetly, Sevika thinks.
Sevika's attention drops to the glue on the floor, then back up to you as she cocks a brow.
"Why aren't you answering me?" She asks as she slowly stalks around to your front.
"I- uh- I got something for you," you reply with a huge grin.
"Yeah? And what's tha-" Sevika's question falls short the moment she discovers the answer herself. She stands facing you, but she's staring blankly at the silicone toy attached to the front of your harness.
But it's not just a dildo. You enhanced it.
It takes Sevika a solid eight seconds to fully process the googly eyes, smile, and paper crown currently glued to her favorite purple dildo.
Ever so slowly, Sevika raises her eyes to look at your beaming face. Her expression is a mixture of disbelief, exhaustion, and just downright done-with-you.
"This is Sir Bartholomew Penetrator Master of the Thickwood Kingdom, and he wants a nice, sloppy kiss from you," you exclaim, completely undeterred by your girlfriend's obvious lack of enthusiasm for your creation. "From both pairs of lips, if you know what I mean," you add with a waggle of your eyebrows.
Sevika releases a long, deep sigh as she shakes her head. "Are you high?"
Brows furrowed in offense, you shake your head. "No! I'm fine!" Your chipper smile returns and you shake your hips to make the toy dance. Dropping your voice in a pathetic attempt to sound more ‘manly’, you make the toy talk to Sevika, "I just want a kiss from Zaun's scary lady."
Sevika stares at you deadpan. "You were out with Ran and Dustin weren't you?"
"Yeah, but I-"
"And you left your drink unattended, didn't you?"
Your excited expression drops to that of disappointment. Why does she always have to be such a party pooper?
"I had to go to the bathro-"
"What did I tell you about that?"
Now it's your turn to release the long sigh. "Don't leave any food or drink unattended around Dustin. Don't trust Dustin," you answer in a mocking tone while rolling your eyes. "But I'm fine!" You insist. But you aren't. You don't even notice how your words are starting to slur together. Or how you're swaying in your spot. Or how you're still making the strap bob and shake as you move your hips erratically.
But Sevika notices. And she's not amused in the least.
"So you're just naturally this stupid?" Sevika sneers. A smirk starts to pull at her lips as she lets her eyes wander down over your bare legs. "You're lucky you're so damn hot or I'd choke you out right here and now."
"I don't mind being choked," you reply with a sly smile, then make the faux cock add, "Me either!"
You're met with another stony look from your girlfriend, but it doesn't phase you. You're high as a kite and don't even know it.
Done with your games, Sevika grasps the silicone toy by its base and rips it from the harness with enough force to have you toppling forward into her chest. She chucks it across the room, brows furrowed when you peer up at her with a pout.
"Why'd you have to go and do that to poor Sir Barthol-"
"Shut your mouth. Strip. And get your ass on the bed," Sevika demands. "I'm going to fuck the stupid out of you," she murmurs more to herself than to you as she steps away to fetch another harness and undecorated dildo.
You do as you're told, more than eager to let her have her way with you. In record time you've disposed of the harness, her t-shirt, and your shorts. But before you can toss your panties aside, Sevika is there grabbing them from your hands. You peer up at her in confusion.
"Open your mouth," she grunts.
Being the obedient girlfriend you are, you do just that. Only to have it immediately stuffed with your underwear.
"Bed. Now," she demands.
You give her a muffled affirmative and quickly crawl onto the mattress on your hands and knees, squealing like a damn pig when she gives your ass a firm slap with her flesh hand. The deep, sinister chuckle that echoes from behind you is enough to make you momentarily forget the pain. At least until she gets her metal hand on the other cheek.
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Sevika's not sure if she's managed to fuck the stupid out of you. Not when you're lying limp with your ass up, wet thighs spread, and ass bright red with hand prints. Nor when your mouth lies slack, cheeks pressed against the sheets soaked by your drool. And definitely not when your eyes are rolled so far back behind your drooping lids that she's certain you must see just how empty your head is.
But, as she removes her strap to clean it, she thinks, at least you shut the fuck up about that damn dildo.
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elsfairy · 10 months
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being a whore and thinking about how Sevika would shamelessly steal the lollipop from your mouth with her mischievous smirk as she watches how your lips part, before forming into a pout and your eyes widen slightly at the action. how she holds back a grin when your eyes follow the way her tongue slides up & down the sweet candy slowly. and you’re squirming in your chair because she’s doing it to tease and play with you. you know exactly what she can do with that tongue. that soft, yet deep hum leaving her throat, “mhm, taste good, Sweetheart” before shoving the candy back into your mouth.
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dnvrsmedia · 1 year
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okay okay i’m having sevika throughs hear me out
she absolutely loves doggy
i mean sevika is an ass girl!! being able to see her large strap burry into you as your ass slaps against her pubic bone makes her dizzy
she loves pistoning into you with deep strokes
she definitely grabs you by the back of the neck, pulling you up against her chest. she then rubs furious circles onto your clit.
she loooooves hearing you whine
idk abt y’all but vika loves hearing her girl
she needs to hear how good she’s making you feel
her praise kink goes wild
looots of “cmon darling, gotta hear you”
“tell me how i make you feel”
“you like that, baby?”
“so good for me”
AHHHHHH
after a hard day she also loves having you eat her out sloppy and slow.
if you’re lucky, she’ll let you choke on her strap before fucking the daylights out of you !
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sevikasenby · 3 months
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ok hi im gonna do a tag list for like headcanon lists, fics (if im ever able to write one again) and probably drabbles here and there so please comment if you wish to be added :) (doing this now cause im gonna try and finish a lil drabble thingy hopefully in time for valentine’s day)
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silcoitus · 4 months
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GREEN (Rainbow Drabble Challenge)
[Everyone]
Rainbow Challenge Masterlist
A continuation of Orange's drabble!
Set between Acts 1 and 2 of Arcane; Sevika; Silco; unnamed characters;
Word count: 426
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Read it on AO3
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Taglist: @averagecrastinator @mazikomo @writingmysanity @insult-2-injury @ariaud @jennrosefx @ins0mniac-whack @steponmesilco  @sherwood-forests @leave-me-alone-silco @givemebeansnow @aeryntheofficial @dreamyonahill @lostbunn @eurydicethesage @thepineapplesimp @whatisafandom @violet-19999 @juicboxd @sageandberries-png @delta-is-here @mutedwordz @fly-like-egyptian-musk @jennithejester @mrsdelirium @witheringblooddemon
Join my taglist!
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alonezz · 2 years
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Hi! can i request sevika with reader that is cold? Like how she would warm them up
Warming you up 
Sevika x F! Reader (short drabble)
Warnings; none. 
It is Freezing cold inside the small bar. You were perched on Sevika’s lap, her left arm was wrapped around you, metal fingers caressing your side gently. Her other hand held her cards which you looked at and already decided she would win this round. You shivered as a gust of wind came your way, nuzzling closer to Sevika.
“You okay there?” She rasped out in your ear, only for you to hear.
“Just cold,” you whispered shivering again. There was a visible frown on Sevikas face as she looked at your shivering form. She placed her cards on the table upside down giving the men around her a stern look while she pulled you closer to her wrapping both of her arms around you. You turned around, straddling her lap and nuzzling your head into her warm neck. 
“Better?” She mumbled pecking the side of your head.
“A little,” your hands travelled under her shirt into her warm back. Sevika flinched slightly at the coldness of your fingers. 
“Want to go home, princess?” She whispered worriedly. 
“Please?” You muttered and she smiled softly at you pecking your lips.
“Of course,” She gave one look to the men and stood up placing you softly on the ground. You wrapped your arm around her bicep pulling closer to her. 
The streets where completely empty and for a reason. You where not expecting for it to be freezing cold outside. Sevika’s steps came to a halt once she noticed you where still shivering. She turned to face you and pulled you close to her body. You pressed your face to her chest and  your arms under her shirt again, warming up your cold fingers.
“Here, wait,” she mumbled, pulling you away before removing her red poncho and wrapping it over your shoulders. It was warm and it smelled like her you clutched it tightly inhaling her scent. Sevika’s lips tugged upward in a small smile before she pulled you back in for another hug. You lifted your head up, looking at her and pecking her neck quickly. Her smile widened as she pecked your head in return. 
“Kiss?” You muttered standing on your tippy toes and she leaned down pecking your lips in a soft, gentle kiss that radiated warm through your entire body.
“I love you,” She whispered against your lips leaning in to kiss you once more. 
A/N: This is super short but I have lots of more Sevika coming up ;) Also, I KNOW this is OOC BUT I am a sucker for giant, scary, hot ladies that are strictly soft with their s/o
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