Sideblog Of Sapphic Smut

Pouting will earn you only small smile and you refuse to settle for anything less than what you want. So you take the challenge in those tired looking eyes and snatch the hat off that butch’s head faster than an unmarried woman in love at a wedding bouquet toss.

The thrill of victory courses might course through your veins while you twirl around with your prize. Replaced by the buzz of nerves when you catch the flash of something dark in the cowboys eyes. He says nothing and makes no moves to stop you as you rest the hat on your brow and shoot him a coy smile.

“Maybe we should give them something to talk about then Cowboy.” You crook a finger at him, enjoying the unimpeded view of their handsome features without the shadow of that hat.

You’re not quite sure what made you feel so brave. Maybe it was good old fashioned liquid courage. Or maybe all the encouragement you needed was the right pair of brown eyes to look at you with quiet intensity. Whatever it was, you’re rewarded by your bravery tenfold.

Two drinks and half an hour of teasing on the dance floor of your favorite watering hole later… your brown-eyed butch cowboy sets his hat more firmly onto your head before readjusting their grip on your hips.

“You wanted to wear it so bad darlin” he drawls, slamming the full length of his silicone cock back into your pussy again. And again. And again. “So keep my hat on your pretty little head and keep riding, Cowgirl.”

A smart retort dies in your lips when a calloused hand makes purchase with your ass. Instead, a surprised little squeal slips out and you clench around her strap. And the sting of his settles so nicely into a dull burn.

“Let ‘em hear you darlin. We’re supposed to be giving the bar a show, remember?” Their hand makes purchase with your ass again and you’re sure that come morning you’ll be left with red marks. But the burn feels delicious and right now you don’t care about the consequences of your actions.

“You and I… we’re gonna remind everyone what happens when you try taking a cowboy’s hat.” His words are steady as he talks you through it; almost gentle. The stark contrast of how ruthlessly they fuck into you makes the edges of your mind fuzzy.

“A man’s hat is sacred, you see,” they murmur into your ear. “And you don’t just go round touching someone else’s hat, it’s like playing with their heart.”

You have to wrap both arms around sturdy, sun-kissed shoulders to keep from turning into a puddle right then and there. All you can manage as a response are breathless little uh, uh, uhs in time with his thrusts.

“Now… sometimes a cowboy will place his hat on a pretty little thing he fancies. As a way to tell others he’s got an interest.” At some point. You’re not entirely sure when. He reached between your legs to toy with your clit. “But he’d just as soon punch the fella that lays a hand on his hat without permission.”

You knew the rules already, your father and two brothers were all cow rustlers. You knew it was trouble to take his hat to begin with. But damnit, you’d seen something you wanted and decided to take a chance. Claim what you wanted. And you were so glad you did.

If you’d known that staking your claim on what you wanted could go so right you might have been braver sooner. The truck creeks and sways, fogged windows a telltale sign to passersby to mind their own business.

Once you’d ridden your prize past a couple well earned orgasms you’re stretched out on the bench seat of her truck between their denim-clad thighs. Your body aches in the best way and you can’t help but smile as your newly claimed cowboy presses his lips to your neck and wraps warm, strong arms around you.

“Sorry I stole your hat.” You’re lying through your teeth, you weren’t sorry in the least and you got exactly what you wanted. Your butch made quick work of exchanging phone numbers and you were sure this would be the first time of many you’d ride this particular cowboy into the sunset. You would personally ensure it by taking that wide brimmed hat again if necessary.

“Don’t be. It looks better on you anyway.”

And then they lived happily ever after THE END!

Such sweet torture. And it was nothing compared to the ache between the knight’s legs, or the mirroring ache in his knees that throbs along with his heartbeat. Like a drum that soothes as much as rallies.

“Did I tell you to stop, darling?” Fingers that had previously been gentle now snatch firmly at his hair and pull. His ears turn pink at the tip as he burns in shame. She hadn’t given him permission to stop.

His Princess watches through narrowed eyes as he shakes his head and offers an apology.

Ever eager to please, the knight bows his head in a wordless apology and braces himself on hands and knees. Lips and tongue offer the fealty of a starving man treated to a feast. And he only pulls away when the hands that keep him anchored against sensitive skin push him away.

He does whine this time. As soon as his mouth is no longer full of royalty. As if reading her knight’s mind, the princess slips two fingers into his mouth and the complaining ceases.

Knight! Vi who takes her job so seriously when on guard duty at Caitlyn’s door. On the outside she’s the presence of composure, stoic and resolute in her armor. On the inside, she’s replaying the smile her princess gave her on her way to bed.

Princess! Caitlyn who takes great joy in flirting and teasing her favorite knight. Despite her stoicism, the color in her cheeks tells Caitlyn all she needs to know.

Princess! Caitlyn decides to push a little further one night, insisting Vi join her inside her chambers. She goes so far as to drag a chair into the hallway so she “doesn’t have to be alone.” When her knight finally relents Caitlyn peppers her with questions about her family and childhood.

Knight! Vi who’s a bit confused at all the direct queries but answers her princess readily, eager to earn another smile or for Caitlyn’s hand to brush against her when she hands Vi a goblet of wine.

Knight! Vi insists on ushering her princess into bed when she watches her hide a yawn behind a hand for the third time in as many minutes. When Caitlyn pouts and asks her knight to help her untie her dress she does so with shaking hands. No questions asked.

Princess! Caitlyn hiding a sly little smirk with her back turned to Vi. She throws the dark curtain of her hair over her shoulder, knowing full well that she’d hit her knight in the face with it.

Sevika can swear she only shuts her eyes for a moment, basking in the afterglow of incredible sex and having a woman asleep in her arms. But when she opens her eyes again, the clock tells her it’s nearly 4am.

She’d gone and fallen asleep. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes Sevika gently extracts herself from Mel before padding through the apartment to collect her clothes. Sevika dresses silently in the dark before grabbing her boots and pressing the downward arrow on the elevator doors.

The soft ding shakes Sevika from a day dream about those doors opening and being greeted by a smiling Mel and an excited pupper. She shakes her head and steps through the doors. By the time the doors open to the garage Sevika is dressed and composed.

[To: Jinx] Omw home. There anything left in the fridge?

[To: Lefty] Technically yes. Whether or not its edible is another question entirely. Thought you died.

[To: Jinx] I lived bitch. I’ll pick something up otw. What you want pipsqueak?

[To: Lefty] Burger from Jerichos with Jericho style fries. Don't let them skimp on the onions.

[To: Jinx] Copy. ETA 45min

When Sevika finally pulls into an empty spot along the street across from her apartment building she rolls down her windows and spends a good minute just sitting in the car blasting music.

She did this every time she pulled up after one of the neighbors across the way came over to complain about how loud her Harley was. She was waiting to see how long she could continue to egg on the stout, grouchy man before it came to blows.

Jinx doesn't look up when she hears the door open. She has something that used to resemble Sevika's toaster sprawled out in front of her. She has a pencil behind both ears and a screwdriver in her mouth. "Everything go alright?" She says around the screwdriver not even bothering to look up at her.

Sevika kicks the front door closed behind her as she carries a bag full of food on one arm and a smaller brown baggie that smells very strongly of weed. “Went fine. Stop worrying kid.” As Sevika sees the project that Jinx has started she frowns slightly. “My toaster do something to you?” She sets her haul on the counter and starts untying the greasy bag from Jerichos.

Jinx finally looks up when the smell of weed hits her nose. "Oh good, you didn't have any weed to smoke i had to break into your emergency stash." She says and makes grabby hands at the brown bag.

At Sevika’s toaster related question, Jinx jams a thumb over her shoulder at two heel pieces of bread that are burnt to a crisp.

"Your toaster has made a mockery of me for the last time." Her eyes narrow at the mark that wasn't on Sevika's neck this morning. "So what did ya say this job was?"

Sevika was about to put a tray of food in front of Jinx but she pauses at the kids first comment.

“I don’t have an ‘emergency stash,’ kid.” She shoots Jinx a look, both eyebrows raised. She sets the food down and tosses some napkins down as well.

Sevika unwraps a burger and takes a bite before answering Jinx’s very pointed question.

“I specifically remember not saying what the job was.” She takes another bite and chews before continuing “because you ask too many questions.” And because it’s a school night but Sevika doesn’t say that part aloud. It’d just start a fight.

"No, but I have a stash that I hide here in case you don't have weed and I had to break into it." Jinx rolls her bright blue eyes and spits the screwdriver out of her mouth.

"So where the fuck have you been out till 4am?" She raises an eyebrow at her. She grabs a fry and pops it into her mouth. "What happened to ‘we have business hours now?’" Jinx scoffs.

“The shop has business hours. I’m always on call.” Sevika pops a couple fries into her mouth and passes an orange soda to Jinx. “If you really need to know,” Sevika says around another large mouthful of burger. “I took a last minute job for an old friend,” She wipes her mouth before continuing.

“Before you ask, no you don’t know them.” Sevika pulls a bottle of water out of the fridge. “No, I’m not telling you who…” She opens the bottle of water and chugs half the contents.

“And because I did a good job…” she shrugs, feigning nonchalance “I got a reward.” She flicks a french fry in Jinx’s direction.

“Enough questions, I need a shower and you need to eat.”

Jinx scowls up at the woman, who caught off every question she was about to ask. "Don't turn the light on in your room. Ekko is asleep." She sneers instead and takes a large bite out of her burger.

Sevika heaves a sigh “of course he is.” Sevika kicks her boots off and tosses them towards the front door before making for her bedroom. She rustles through her dresser drawers for a change of clothes before making her way to the small bathroom. “You’re washing the sheets,” she calls to Jinx.

The blue-haired girl snorts around a bite of burger. "And if I don't, what are you gonna do about it?" She grabs two fries absolutely slathered in onions and goes back to tinkering with the toaster.

Never will her toast burn again.

Sevika doesn’t bother reopening the door to respond. She takes a quick shower, already running on autopilot as her mind runs through a list of tasks. Sevika throws on a black tshirt with the print “angry dyke” on it and slides on a pair of road pants before noticing the mark that Mel had left in her neck. She’s tempted to text the woman and tease her about it but realizes she doesn’t have her phone number.

real smooth

She brushes a comb through her hair and checks her phone while she brushes her teeth. Nothing from the shop, thank gods.

Mel's hand thumps against the bed as she searches for the woman who had been underneath her just moments ago. She frowns when she can't seem to find her. She sits up and frowns when she realizes that the bed is empty. It's not that she had expected the woman to stay but she can't help but be disappointed to find out she left without at least leaving her number. She looks at the clock.

6:18 AM

She had a little under an hour before her alarm goes off for the day, but figures she might as well just get a start on her day. She climbs out of bed to head to her shower.

Sevika was relieved when she got to the shop and walked around Mel’s car to inspect the detailing on the exterior. They’d done a good job at least. By the time she cleaned and vacuumed the interior the time on the shop clock told Sevika it was nearly 6:30.

She grabs one of the business cards from the shop, flips it over and writes her own phone number on it before setting it in the passenger seat. She hesitates for a moment before she pulls her phone out. It was worth a shot.

[To: Elora] I know it’s early but I’m about leave the shop to drop your boss’s car off. Any chance you can have someone buzz me in when I get there?

[To: Sevika (Mel's)] I've already informed garage security that you will be dropping Ms. Medarda's car off.

Sevika tucks her phone away and grabs one of the many air fresheners they included with detailing services. She hangs it in the rear view mirror and steps into the vehicle for the drive back to Mel’s flat.

She stopped at a gas station along the way, paying with the company gas card. She’s on her way back out of the attached shop when she sees a couple bouquets of fresh cut flowers from a local shop.

When Sevika finally does walk out of the shop she’s got a handful of some sort of colorful arrangement and a bag of dog treats she’d seen up high on a shelf behind the register. She almost bought herself a new pack of smokes but remembers there’s two joints in her pocket and she’s serious about quitting. More serious than she had been in the past anyway.

9:38 AM

Where had the time gone? She had been in a mood when she'd gotten out of her shower. Mel had had Elora clear her morning as she had no patience to argue with Hoskel about things he didn't have a high enough IQ to begin to understand. With a morning to decompress, Mel dons her white paint splattered coveralls and pulls out her oils to decompress in her second favorite way.

But it's been three hours and she's halfway through what has the beginnings of possibly being a portrait but she's not quite sure but she realizes that it's time to go pick up hope.

She doesn't bother changing out of her coveralls. She just pulls her braids up into a bun and grabs Hope's leash before heading down to her garage. She lights a spliff as she exits the elevator.

After pulling into Mel’s garage, Sevika made some calls and clears her day. She didn’t know how long she’d have to wait for Mel to come downstairs but figured she was the kind of lady to keep a schedule.

Sevika had slid the business card with her number on it into the bouquet of flowers and set it and the dog treats in the passenger seat of Mel’s Lexus.

She had then posted up along the elevator wall, hoping to surprise Mel when she enters the garage. Sevika smiles as she watches Mel exits the elevator.

She takes in her paint splattered coveralls and the leash in her hand, smile spreading wider. Sevika schools her face into a neutral expression before speaking.

“Bad time darlin?”

Mel raises an eyebrow when she sees Sevika leaning against the wall. "Oh, and here I thought I'd never see you again." She says and walks right past her and clicks the lock on her sleek all black Volvo V60. "Did you forget something when you snuck out like a common whore last night?"

Sevika pushes off from the wall, something was wrong. Something was very wrong.

Well fuck

“Okay, woah. I dunno exactly what I was expecting coming back this morning but this wasn’t it.” She walks after Mel, jingling the keys of the Lexus from her fingers.

“If you’re this grumpy after a good lay, I’m almost sorry for that ex-fiancé of yours.” She picks up her pace, drawing even with Mel. She tries to make eye contact with the other woman in hopes of decoding her ever-composed expression.

“Mel, stop for a second will ya?” Sevika stops walking, “…Please?” the word seems to echo through the garage as Sevika waits. She desperately wants to reach out and put a hand on Mel’s shoulder but she isn’t sure if she’s allowed to at this point

"Bold of you to assume, I categorized this morning as a good lay." She scoffs and she wasn't exactly lying. Mel didn't categorize it as good sex. She would actually categorize it as amazing sex, but Sevika doesn't get to know that. She is not someone that can simply walk in and out of Mel's life as she pleases.

But that single word stops Mel in its tracks, it had taken hours of teasing and touching to get Sevika to beg last night. Mel stops and takes a pull from her spliff. "What Sevika?”

The chill in Mel’s voice spikes alarm bells in the back of Sevika’s head but she shakes the noise away and speaks. “I don’t know what happened between you falling asleep and right now but…” she shrugs “I can tell when someone is upset with me.”

She takes a step towards Mel and offers the key to the Lexus. “At least take your keys.” Sevika nods towards the car “she won’t give you anymore trouble.”

She takes her phone out of her pocket and holds it up. “Tell me to call a ride right now and I won’t give you any more trouble either. Or tell me what happened so I can at least explain.” Her voice is twinged with a rough edge now. She swallows her anxiety and scans Mel’s face, desperately trying to catch her gaze.

Mel whips around and if she hadn't put her braids up into a bun before she came downstairs, she knows they would have whipped her in the face from the speed. "Oh you don't know what happened between me falling asleep and you leaving without saying goodbye, leaving a note, or so much as your number?"

She raises an eyebrow at her. "You can leave the keys with the garage manager. I have to go pick up Hope." She takes another puff from her spliff.

Sevika stands where she is as Mel whips around with an expression that she was sure could kill. Her eyes are alight with an intensity that makes something in Sevika’s stomach drop.

so this was the issue

Sevika sighs softly and shakes her head before speaking again. Her words are slow, like she’s afraid she’ll scare the woman away. “Thought I made myself clear last night.” She takes a cautious step towards Mel.

“I told you I wasn’t staying doll,” Sevika’s words take in a low, soothing cadence. It’s the same way she speaks to Jinx when she sees the girl nearing meltdown. “I left to check on a few things at home before checking on your car.”

Sevika presses a button on the key fob still in her hand and the lights on the Lexus flash twice as the car unlocks. “I’ll give the keys to Samuel if you’d like,” She walks towards the Lexus and opens the passenger door.

“But I’m not leaving this shit inside to rot.” Sevika scoops the now silly looking bouquet of colorful flowers out of the vehicle along with the dog treats. She swings the door closed and locks the Lexus before turning back to Mel.

She stalks over, unable to meet Mel’s green eyes as Sevika closes the distance. Without a word, she pushes the gifts into Mel’s arms.

Sevika turns silently and starts making her way to the managers booth near the far wall of the garage. She would hand these keys in be out of Mel’s hair for good.

The jolt that shoots through her chest at the thought of never seeing Mel again almost stops Sevika in her tracks.

This was bad. This was very very bad. She tries to tamp the feeling down but it persists as she nods to Samuel and pushes Mel’s keys towards him.

Mel's perfectly manicured brows furrow as Sevika dips into the front seat of her car.

What in the world could Sevika mean by leaving something to rot in her front seat? Her eyes widen when she sees the gifts that Sevika had brought her. "What is all this?" She asks as Sevika starts to walk away.

Sevika hears the question Mel asked but it bounces off her like water off a duck. She had eyes… and a brain. When Sevika returns from handing over the keys to the car she approaches Mel.

Sevika stops an arms reach from the woman who had occupied most of her thoughts since Sevika had left her warm bed several hours earlier. Part of her is yelling at her to leave now, before this gets messier. But she’s rooted to the cold concrete in this fluorescent-lit liminal space.

“Was supposed to be a surprise but…” Sevika shrugs, “I have no intention to keep you from your pickup.”

"I hate surprises." Mel responds, without thinking. Surprises meant that someone had managed to sneak something under her radar. Surprises make her feel ungrounded.

"And you didn't think to tell me you would be back? Or give me any indication that..." That what? Last night meant something to either of them. It was stress relief and they had both made that clear.

"I would have preferred a note or at the very least a text message. Something."

Sevika nods slowly. She could understand surprises not being everyone’s cup of tea. She takes a breath to steel herself and takes another slow step forward.

“Hey,” she says softly, “I’m sorry I left without saying anything. I felt like an idiot when I got back to my car and realized that I didn’t even have your number.” She reaches out and snatches the makeshift note out of the flowers in Mel’s arms. She flips the shop’s business card over to reveal a short message.

I’m an idiot - S

and then the scrawl of her personal cell. She offers Mel a small smile, an offering of peace that doesn’t quite reach her eyes.

“Let me make it up to you. I promise it won’t happen again Mel.”

Sevika can’t remember the last time she’d worn her heart on her sleeve but she knew in her core that there was something about this woman that had a hold of her since the very first kiss they shared in her car.

Sevika swallows, terrified that she’d said all of the wrong words and gone and fucked this up like every other romantic thing she’d ever tried.

She takes the card from Sevika and looks from it, to the flowers and then to Sevika and Mel narrows her eyes.

"I hope you know that you have burned the only second chance that you’re going to get with me." She sighs and licks her lips. She opens the door to the Volvo and puts the flowers on the passengers seat along with the treats but she keeps the card in her hands.

"And how exactly do you plan on making it up to me?" Mel asks as she raises an eyebrow and crosses her arms.

The flood of relief that washes over Sevika as Mel's words sink in sends her stomach into flips. She smiles and watches the curve of her neck as she places Sevika's gifts in the car. She isn't even phased when Mel turns around and fixes her with a hard look. She was just happy to not have to leave like a dog with her tail tucked between her legs.

Sevika chuckles and shakes her head. "Well since surprises are off the table why don't you think about what you'd like." Sevika takes a breath and closes the remaining distance between them. She leans close and presses her lips to Mel's temple before clearing her throat.

"Seems like I caught you in the middle of something." She looks down in to those green eyes rimmed with gold and winks.

"Go do what you need to do Mel. Maybe give me a call when you and the pup are settled in." She points towards the business card, "That's my personal phone.” She taps at her vest pocket, "Got a tech whiz who makes sure everything is encrypted and secure."

Mel shakes her head. "Oh no, me not enjoying surprises does not exempt you from planning something to make it up to me.” She playfully wiggles her finger at the other woman.

"You can coordinate with Elora on my favorite restaurants in the city and my favorite flowers. " she smirks. "And maybe if you do well on your make up date, I'll let you come up and meet Hope after."

Sevika raises her hands in surrender. “Okay then Miss Hard to Get, I suppose that’s fair.” She makes a show of leaning up against the sleek black Volvo and clearing her throat before speaking again.

“Can I take you out this weekend?” Sevika knows that she’ll need a couple days to clear her schedule and make arrangements for a proper date. The cogs in her head are already turning and she flashes a quick smile in Mel’s direction before walking around to the driver's side of the Volvo and opening it for the Noxian woman

Mel snorts before covering her face as if she could physically hide the sound. "I was exactly where you left me this morning. Naked as the day I was born and I'm hard to get?" She raises a slender eyebrow.

"I would love that." She gives Sevika a soft smile and takes a step closer, closing the gap between them and pulling her into a kiss. "Now if you'll excuse me, Hope has an excellent sense of time and she's going to be very put off that I'm late."

Sevika wants to reach out and tell her not to hide her laugh. It’s…endearing. Then she’s thinking about Mel naked in her arms and she can almost taste the woman on her tongue again.

Sevika’s stomach flutters when Mel smiles at her and when their lips touch she feels like she could single handedly take on the world. Sevika’s smile is as wide as the door she holds open for the other woman as she settles into the driver’s seat.

“She’s going to be happy to see her Mom regardless. Be safe.” Sevika closes the door to the Volvo with a soft click and backs up a couple steps.

She takes a couple steps back from the vehicle and mimes holding a phone to her ear mouthing the words “call me” before actually pulling out her phone.

[To: Bitch Baby Mechanic] Grab one of the pledges tell em I need a pickup Vander Style

Sevika drops a pin of an address about a block away into the thread before sliding her phone back into her pocket.

[To: Boss Bitch] Sending twitch your way.

Mel shakes her. "No, she's a sassy little bitch. Don't get me wrong, I love her and attend to her every whim." Mel says as she buckles her seatbelt. "But I am going to get an earful on the way home." She chuckles. She starts the car and shakes her head before dialing Elora.

Sevika has Twitch drop her off at her apartment. She’s incredibly grateful that she had already cleared her day because there was no way she was going to be of any help at the shop.

[To: Elora] I’m taking your boss out this weekend. And I have no idea what the fuck I’m doing.

And then another a moment later:

[To: Elora] Mel said I should talk to you about flowers and restaurants.

[To: Sevika (Mel’s)] I've been informed. Tell me your budget and I will set a reservation for a restaurant that Mel likes in that price point. As for flowers. She is quite fond of Alstroemerias, poppies and Castilleja. Jayce used to get her bouquets from the florist on 12th, Camille should be able to help you.

Sevika grabs an unopened bottle of water from the kitchen counter, never taking her eyes off the screen of her phone.

[To: Jinx] Tell your boy toy I need your full attention today. I got Twitch to cover your shop shift this afternoon. Talk more later.

[To: Lefty] This better be exciting.

Sevika pauses as she takes in the information from Elora. How the hell does someone come up with a budget for a first date with someone like Mel Medarda? She needed some serious help.

A quick google search and her phone is filled with photos of bright flowers...ok great. Jayce.

Sevika's eyes keep coming back to the name. Jayce... Jayce Talis? Sevika was never the most up to date with the drama and dating within the upper class of Piltover. Was never interesting to her. But she knew that name, as did most of Runeterra at this point. And he used to get flowers for Mel at Camille's shop. Well shit.

[To: Elora] Send you budget by EOD. Thanks for flower recs. You okay with this? Your help is a lifesaver

Sevika downs half a room temperature bottle of water and flops down on her couch. She was willing to bet money on the hunch that Jinx had not thrown her sheets on the wash and she didn't even want to go into her bedroom right now.

What she wanted was a smoke but she was all out of tobacco and she tried not to keep too much booze in the house. Not while Jinx spent more nights here than with her sister or at Ekko's.

She clicks her phone screen back on and taps in the website for the flower shop.

3:00 PM

Sevika is posted up against her sleek black car across the street from the local high school, having a silent stare down with the enforcer on site for "student safety." She scans the crowd of teens spilling out of the buildings and into the courtyard in front of the school for the vibrant shade of blue hair she knows will be headed towards her.

Jinx had already ducked out of school by the time Sevika had texted her. Her and Ekko had been making out in the locker room, so instead of going back to class, Jinx grabs her latest blue print and climbs up into the tree that Sevika likes to park under when she picks her up. When Sevika pulls up Jinx waits...watching Sevika get lost in the crowd of her peers, looking for her.

Jinx throws her backpack over her shoulder before leaping out of the tree onto Sevika's back and arm haphazardly thrown around her neck. "Sup Lefty!" she yells in her ear.

When she feels the impact from above muscle memory takes over and Sevika realizes halfway through a judo throw that it’s Jinx she’s about to slam into the pavement. Her words register a split second later and Sevika strains to reverse momentum.

She drops Jinx unceremoniously to the ground. “Fucking hell, kid. I could’ve killed you,” Sevika growls. She offers a hand to help right the blue haired girl, still thrown off by the surprise attack.

“Got me good there.”

"Oww," Jinx says and rubs at her tailbone. Though she'd take a bruised tailbone over a shattered spine any day. She takes the hand and gets to her feet grabbing her messenger bag from where it had gone flying.

"You owe me lunch for that one." She says and points at Sevika before climbing into the Mustang. "You're getting soft. If I had my knife with me..." she mimics violently stabbing Sevika.

“Yeah, yeah okay Killer.” Sevika mimes taking a knife out of her chest and throwing the imaginary weapon aside. She gets into the car and starts the engine, revving a couple of times before pulling away from the curb. “Jericho’s for brain food, then straight to the apartment. I need your help with something.”

Sevika busies herself with checking her mirrors to avoid making eye contact with the teenager in the seat next to her.

"Oh yeah? It must important for you to cover a whole days pay for me." Jinx smirks and looks at the chipped polish on her nails. She pulls her vape from her bra and inhales deeply before letting out a cloud that smelled like sickly sweet cotton candy.

"Does it involve whatever animal took a bite out of your neck?" Jinx asks, chewing on the edge of her vape as they leave the nicer neighborhood of the Piltie charter school that she and Ekko had managed to weasel their way into.

“What I’m about to tell you doesn’t make it to anyone else.” Sevika says firmly. “And yeah, it kind of has to do with the hickey.” She shoots a glance at Jinx, trying to gauge the girl’s reaction. She heaves a long sigh and decides to just say the words and get it over with.

“I have a date this weekend,” she confesses. “With Mel Medarda.”

"Anything you tell me will only be told to Ekko and if he tells anyone I won't suck his dick for a whole month." She says with a solemn nod like that's a fate worse than death.

Her eyebrows raise in interest and she pulls on her vape while making an impatient hand movement. Jinx isn't sure what she was expecting but that was not it. She chokes on the smoke in her lungs. "You're fucking with me."

Sevika hands Jinx a bottle of water. “Breathe kid,” Sevika says. “And no, I’m actually fucking her”

Sevika shoots her a sideways grin, pleased that she can at least keep the blue haired teen in her toes as much as she keeps Sevika on hers. “And she is not an animal. But she does have a dog I’ve yet to meet.”

"How the fuck did you go from ‘doing a job’ to fucking a goddamn councilor." Jinx says, her voice uneven and raspy as she snatches the water bottle from Sevika's hand.

"And what exactly does this have to do with me?" She says and takes a long swig.

“The job I took was a favor an old friend on mine called in. Turns out she works for Mel.” Sevika shrugs.

“I drive Mel home, things get steamy, and I leave without getting her phone number because…” she trails off as a beat up truck cuts Sevika off. She honks and flips off the driver before turning back to the topic at hand.

“…because I wasn’t fucking thinking.”

Sevika flips in her blinker and waits to turn into the parking lot of Jericho’s “She was mad I left without saying goodbye or leaving a note.” Sevika shrugs looking over at Jinx “So now I’m making it up to her. By buying her flowers and taking her out for a nice meal.”

Sevika shoots Jinx a pointed look. “I’m in way over my head, kid. Dunno what the fuck I’m doing but…” she sighs, wearily.

“But I could use a no nonsense opinion on things like clothes. Or… whatever.”

"Wait, wait. Did you come straight home from fucking her?" Jinx scoffs. Sevika complains about her using her bed and she was ruining someone else's sheets the same damn way.

"How the hell did someone like you bag a Piltie like Medarda." She narrows her eyes. "God, what is with Piltie pussy that has you and Vi acting so fucking stupid."

Sevika dodges the first question and shrugs. "Honestly kid, I'm just as surprised as you are," Sevika pulls up to the order window at Jericho's and places their usual order before turning back to Jinx.

"Maybe I am getting soft in my old age," she grumbles. "Or maybe it's just past my time to be riding solo anymore." She pulls up to the drive through window to pay and pass their greasy feast to Jinx.

Once they're pulling out of the parking lot Sevika shoots the girl a sideways glance before speaking. "So… you gonna be my wingman or not?"

Jinx shakes her head. "I can't believe you fucked a councilor and didn't leave her your number." Jinx laughs and takes a rip off her vape again.

"You really did lose half your brain when you lost your arm huh?" She pulls out her phone already relaying the information to Ekko.

"Also, of course I am. Do you know how much more shit I can get away with if you're shacking up with a councilor?" She smirks and pulls her burger out of the bag. "So what, dickin her down wasn't enough? "

Sevika rolls her eyes at Jinx's ribbing. "Yeah, whatever," she grumbles. "Never claimed to be a genius." She laughs bodily at Jinx's response. Kid was always up to something.

She shrugs before tossing a handful of napkins at the younger girl. "Make a mess, you clean the car," she warns.

"As for the rest of it... If a bombshell like Mel Medarda wants a date after mind-blowing sex, you say yes. It’s as simple as that."

"First of all…can't make more of a mess than Ekko and I did last summer." She smirks and takes a bite from her burger, though there was a reason she reached for her burger instead of her Jericho style fries.

"Second, I meant for her, Lefty." She snorts.

"Guess you'd have to ask her," Sevika shrugs. She honestly had no idea what Mel wanted. They hadn't really talked much.

"I certainly mean to." Among other things, if all goes well.

"But first I have to tell her assistant that I've got less than a $1k budget and.." she trails off, scowling. She needed a smoke or a stiff drink. Maybe both.

"Oh, I intend to, when I give her the gutter talk." Jinx says nodding and scarfs down half of her first burger.

"I mean, she doesn't have an assumption about your networth right?" Jinx asks raising an eyebrow at Sevika before offering her her vape.

“Easy on the scare tactics kid. Don’t want her running off to Noxus.” Sevika warns, half joking and half deadly serious.

Sevika accepts the offer from Jinx and takes a pull on the girl’s god awful vape. Smoke billows from her nostrils as she exhales, and she presses the pen back into Jinx’s hand. She shrugs simply, “I have no idea what she does and doesn’t know about me.” Sevika admits.

“But she did offer me a job on the spot… not that I accepted.”

"Should I wait till you put a ring on it to let her know just how crazy I am?" Jinx snorts and shoves the last of her first burger into her mouth.

Jinx puts the vape right back into her mouth and talks around it. "I mean it's not like you're dressed like you have money.' She snorts. "You're from Zaun."

Sevika frowns, fixing Jinx with a hard look “Nah, better wait till the wedding,” she jokes.

Sevika laughs at her own joke and scoffs when Jinx comments on her fashion sense.

“What’s wrong with my clothes?” Sevika gestures to herself vaguely, “The ladies love me.” And then a beat later, “You’re shit at pep talks, you know that?”

"Your outfit costs like $200 total and that's because you stole the boots." Jinx scoffs and kicks her feet up onto the dashboard while she crosses her arms behind her head.

"Is that what you're paying me for? To give you a pep talk. Because I can do that." She smirks before schooling her face into a facade of overwhelming enthusiasm. It causes her face to tip almost into the uncanny valley.

"You're doing great. You banged her, fucked up and still got a date. It's all up from here!"

"I allegedly stole the boots," Sevika corrects, with a smirk.

"And no that's not what I need your help with," she says. "I need your help picking flowers. I know what she likes..." she trails off for a moment, shrugging. "but I don't know a goddamn thing about what might look nice."

"Oh right, and I didn't see shit either." Jinx rolls her eyes and blows the vape smoke out of her nose, subconsciously mimicking Sevika's actions earlier.

"Ahh so you want me to make sure that you look presentable so she'll keep bangin ya?" She raises an eyebrow. "Yaaaaa know… For a couple hundred dollars I can probably install a vibrater function on your arm."

Sevika mimes ringing a bell, “Oh shiiiiiit, the scrawny one guesses right again” she says, throwing an easygoing wink at Jinx.

She raises a single brow at Jinx’s suggestion. She shakes her head slightly, “don’t know if that’ll be necessary but I appreciate the offer kid” she pats Jinx on the head, preemptively dodging the slap she knows will be retaliatory. “Way to be a team player.”

“There is one more thing,” she says. “I need you to help me find out everything there is to know about Jayce Talis.”

Jinx rolls her eyes and is tempted to dump her fries into the footwell of the car to see if Sevika was still laughing but she resists the urge. "Your loss, I'm just saying no one topside has a vibrating arm. It might surprise her."

She hums and reaches for her orange soda. "Oh! I can program it to play careless whispers too." She says and her face was bright with amusement.

Sevika's next request piques her interest. "Caitlyn's brother?"

I’m not saying it’s a great idea kid,” Sevika says “but I think a program that insults people for me would be a better utilization of our resources.”

Sevika nods slowly “That’s the one.” She pauses before deciding if it was better to offer Jinx all the information up front. She’d just get herself into trouble looking for the truth.

“Apparently there was an engagement that one or the other called off.” She shrugs, “Wanna know what I’m getting myself into.”

"Hmmm, I might be able to get it to call people cunts everytime you flip someone off." She smirks and she's already starting to draw blueprints, imagining the mechanisms of Sevika's arm against the roof of the car.

"Ohhhh, did you homewreck someone Sevika? That's so like you." She chuckles and pulls her phone out, already pulling up Jayce's facebook.

Sevika chuckles at Jinx’s suggestion. Nobody thinks like this kid thinks. “Draw up the plans, I’ll see if I can get the parts expensed.” If there was one thing about her little sister she knew, it was that Jinx needed a project. If Sevika didn’t say yes to this one she’d make one for herself.

She shakes her head at the teens guess, scoffing. “Damn, getting called a whore and a home wrecker all on the same day…”

She shoots Jinx a look before answering the girls' question. “At the risk of disappointing you…” Sevika says, “there were no homes wrecked in the making of this feature film.”

"Ekks and I were thinking of hitting up the junk yard anyway. I'll see if theres anything I can salvage to keep the price low." Jinx hums but her thoughts are not on Vikas arm.

"Look if the shoe fits, wear it. How many homes have Pilities wrecked here in Zaun. Ruin those fuckers lives and cuck all of their wives." She says it like an oath.

"Aw damn. There's always next time." She says, feigning disappointment as she types a new name into her phone.

“Damn kid,” Sevika says, brows raised. “Tell me how you really feel.”

“Dunno if I can keep cucking Pilties forever,” Sevika says, heaving a huge sigh. “Gonna have to pass the torch to someone else at some point.”

She turns onto her street and slides into her usual parking spot across the street. When the mustang is in park she looks over at Jinx, brows raised. “You wanna do the honors kid?” She points towards the stereo and motions to crank the volume. Time to piss off the neighbor.

"Look, it would probably be the best sex they ever had." She rolls her eyes and she's this close to breaking into her rant about how she doesn't believe that Pilties knew how to fuck, but she figures its the wrong crowd.

"Let me know when you're ready and I'll cut a deal with Ekko." She smirks. Jinx beams geniunely when Sevika offers her the chance to piss off her unreasonable neighbor. She grabs the aux cord and plugs it into her phone before finding the perfect song to queue up. Jinx turns the volume up fully before hitting play.

ME AND YOUR GIRLFRIEND PLAYING DRESS UP AT MY HOUSE.

I GAVE YOUR GIRLFRIEND CUNNILINGUS ON MY COUCH.

Sevika lets a small smile ghost over her lips at Jinx's enthusiasm. She rolls the driver's side window of the sleek black car down to help the noise carry before leaning back. Speakers thump loudly enough to drown out her own thoughts and she types a quick message out on her phone. ----

[To: Elora] I'm gonna shoot straight with u. I've got maybe $600 to my name rn and I like ur boss but I don't like drama. Am I wasting my time?

[To: Sevika (Mel’s)] Mmmm, I can work with that give me three hours.

She lets the full song play before turning off the ignition and slipping her phone back into her pocket. "Alright pipsqueak, grab your shit." Sevika reaches for the remainder of the food bags and pushes Jinx's soda into her hand. "And take your damn drink, I hate leaving food in here."

"Lots to do, never enough time."

Jinx grabs her soda and once again ignores the urge to dump it in the footwell. Instead she chews on the straw and climbs out of the car.

"Just wait, Ekko's gonna figure out time travel and then we'll have all the time in the world."

Sevika shuts and locks the car up. "Sure kid, I just hope the two of you figure it out while my body still mostly works." She mimes pulling something in her back and hobbles across the street to her apartment.

She lets Jinx push past her to enter first, grumbling about impatience before flicking on the lights. "You got homework we need to deal with first?" Sevika asks slowly. "I don't want either of your dads asking me about your grades slipping," she grumbles.

Now that they're no longer in her car, Sevika pulls out a burger and starts unwrapping the paper.

Jinx rolls her eyes as she throws her backpack across the room to the kitchen. "Like anyone has to worry about my grades slipping. I'm not Vi." She rolls her eyes and grabs her fries from the bag to dig into them.

Sevika holds her hands up in surrender, "I know Jinx" she says "but I still have to ask. It's the leftover "built-in babysitter" in me."

She opens the laptop she had left charging on the kitchen counter, burger in the other hand. "You're a fan of colorful things," she says "Flowers. They're colorful."

Sevika pulls up the website for Camille's flower shop, before turning the screen towards Jinx. "What colors scream take me home to meet your dog?"

"Welcome to House Medarda." Mel offers a well rehearsed flourish as she welcomes Sevika into into her lavish penthouse.

Sevika lets out a low whistle “So this is what Medarda stamina gets you , huh?” She feels drawn to the massive windows. Sevika can’t remember a time where she was ever closer to the stars than she was right now.

The ghost of a smile tugs at her lips as she looks out into the night sky. “You’ve got one hell of a view Princess.”

"You haven't seen anything yet.” Mel chuckles as she reaches down to pull her heels off. She drops the shoes near her shoe rack by the entryway and cracks her neck. "I don't get a chance to admire the view often," she says and shrugs out of her blazer.

“Enjoying the view isn’t a core Noxian tenant then?” Sevika smirks. She turns her attention from the windows to the woman shrugging out of her outer layers. Sevika’s eyes follow the sway of her hips as Mel moves throughout the suite.

“What was that about all work and no play?” She follows Mel’s example and saunters back towards the door to leave her boots near the elevator

“Maybe you should take some time to enjoy what you’ve got. Stop chasing your Goliath for a night.”

"Oh no, there's absolutely no time to stop and smell the roses." Mel says, padding towards the open concept kitchen.

"Can I get you something to drink?" She asks and walks towards what looks like a full stocked bar. "I very much enjoyed myself so far tonight." She winks and pours herself a glass of Brandy.

“Whiskey neat. Whatever you don’t mind pouring out for a Goliath.” Sevika takes one long look out the windows into the dark night and then pads over to join Mel at the bar.

Sevika feels incredibly out of place in this lavish apartment and she doesn’t quite know what to do with the uncertainty buzzing at the back of her brain… not that she’d ever admit it.

“Guess you’ve gotten everything you wanted tonight haven’t you Medarda.” Sevika shoots Mel a smirk and her eyes linger on her full lips for a moment too long. Her eyes trace a lazy line from Mel’s beautiful face down the elegant line of her neck.

The memory of the smell of Mel’s perfume when she buried her face in her neck mere minutes ago in the car hits Sevika like a freight train. She blinks away the sense memory and presses her good hand to the cold bar top to re-ground herself.

Mel grabs an unopened bottle of whiskey and the metallic click of the seal breaking is the only noise from the woman. She grabs a crystal whiskey glass and pours a healthy pour before handing it over to the woman.

"Oh not yet. But I will by the end of tonight." She smirks and reaches up to pull the golden pin holding her braids in their perfect bun. She shakes her head to shake the braids free and they fall down to her waist.

Sevika meets Mel’s smirk with a knowing smile, “And what exactly do you have in mind for the rest of your night.” She takes a sip of the drink offered to her and is pleased to find that the drink is bold but smooth.

She watches as Mel shakes her head out and admires the way her braids frame her in the light of the kitchen. She looks fucking incredible and Sevika schools her face into a neutral expression as she takes another sip of her drink.

Mel takes a sip from her drink and rubs at her temples closer to her scalp to get the throbbing to ease. "I want to hear what you sound like when you beg, before I fall asleep tonight." She says easily and puts her glass down.

"I'll be right back, I need to get out of these work clothes." She says before brushing past Sevika towards her bedroom. She pulls her catsuit from the hem of her skirt and then over her head to let Sevika admire the bare skin of her back as she pads softly and quietly into her bedroom

“Should fix that headache before anything else. You’ve been rubbing at your head since I picked you up.” Sevika watches her disappear into another room and runs a hand through her own hair.

Her eyes flicker around the room, taking a moment to really appreciate the beauty in the space. She tips the remainder of her drink into her mouth before unzipping her black vest and taking a seat on a sofa so soft it pulls a long sigh from her.

Mel rolls her eyes, but Sevika wasn't wrong. Mel has had this headache since her last meeting started. The orgasm earlier dulled it, but she could feel it trying to rear its head again. She walks into her bathroom and grabs a couple of Tylenols and swallows them dry before tossing her work clothes in her hamper.

She grabs a white silk robe with sunflowers embroidered along the edges off of its hook and slips it over her shoulders before tying it loosely at her waist and heading back into the living room.

"Ahhh, I see you made yourself comfortable as well." She says with a smirk and practically glides to grab her drink.

"What about you, Sevika? What are your goals for the rest of the night."

Sevika looks up as Mel breezes back into the room and is struck again by how absolutely stunning this woman is. She wants Mel to say her name again.

what am I getting myself into?

The smart thing would be to leave now. She could get back in her car and go home right now. Sevika is so caught up in her own head she doesn’t hear what Mel says.

Mel giggles at the woman's silence. "What do you have no expectations? You're just here for the ride?" She says and glides over to the couch and sits down with her knee pressed into Sevika's thigh.

She takes a sip of her drink and leans back against the edge of the couch.

"You know when I was young, I always thought sleeping with women would be all giggles and chatting and sleeping with men would be more straight to the point." She smirks. "You're proving to be the opposite of that."

Sevika snorts “yeah, I’ve never been much of the giggles and gossip type.”

“My ears work well enough but my mouth gets me into trouble.” She shrugs and offers Mel a half-hearted smile. “More of a woman of action anyway.”

She looks down at where their legs touch and swallows hard when she realizes that she can see more than just toned leg. She reaches out almost hesitantly with her prosthetic arm and brushes metal over skin. She wishes she had sat on the other side of the couch so she could feel the warmth of Mel’s skin.

"That’s alright Lovey, that's what I pay Elora for." Mel smirks and sips from her drink again before placing it on a coaster on her coffee table.

"Mm, a woman of action. Are you sure one of your parents wasn't a Noxian immigrant?" She teases and watches Sevika hesitate to touch her. "You can touch me, I promise you I'm not as fragile as I look." She whispers.

“My parents didn’t talk about home a whole lot but they came from Shurima.” Sevika continues, not realizing that Mel’s question wasn’t one that demanded a response.

“Pops was a carpenter and thought work would be better in ‘The City of Progress.’”

Emboldened by Mel’s words, Sevika sweeps her thumb over thigh as she speaks, rubbing small circles on her skin.

“I’ve never been anywhere else,” Sevika admitted. She was born in Zaun and she was sure she’d die in Zaun. Such was her lot in life.

Mel had only ever heard of Shurima in passing. Her mother telling her cabinet to leave Shurima alone as it was too small to ever be a concern. A merchant here or there, sunbaked and hawking their wares on the side of the roads from Demacia and Noxus.

She nods, "I probably never would have left Noxus if it weren't for Mother’s...insistence." She figures that the terms of her coming to Piltover were not of interest to the woman next to her.

"Perhaps if you joined House Medarda, you could accompany Elora and I next time I venture home to visit,” Mel teases with a smirk. "My mother would love to hear I've taken a concubine. "

Sevika laughs heartily, this girls wit was sharper than any Noxian blade she’d seen. “Oh, is that what I am now?” Sevika asks, hand creeping higher up Mel’s thigh.

“One ride and you’re what, staking your claim?” Sevika leans in and presses a kiss to Mel’s throat, right below her jaw where she can feel her pulse jump beneath her lips.

Oh, that was a sound that Mel could play on repeat. Her eyes narrow, already calculating how to get Sevika to laugh again.

"Very presumptuous of you to assume, you would be the concubine. Don't you remember down in my car? I have options on speed dial." Mel smirks, though her breath hitches as Sevika presses her mouth to her neck again.

"Plus… don't you have to ride a few bikes to find the right one,” she muses.

"Oh, ok so I'd be here for what- personal protection?" Sevika smirks when she feels Mel's breath hitch and nips lightly at her neck before pulling away. Her face is serious then she speaks again.

"You're not wrong about the bikes though. Test drives are actually a great way to get a feel for a bike..." She raises an eyebrow at Mel and looks her over, admiring the shape of her curves draped in silk.

"Maybe you should take me out for another ride." Sevika shifts to press her back against the armrest of the couch and snakes her prosthetic arm behind Mel's waist to once again pull Mel into her lap.

She pulls the other woman into a searing kiss, cupping her face in her right hand and rubbing the flat of her thumb against her cheek.

“Personal protection...entertainment. You know, whatever House Medarda needs at the moment." She grumbles as Sevika pulls away, she had been about to tangle her fingers into her hair.

"Testing on the open road, instead of a closed track." She says, trying to keep the metaphor going as she's pulled back into Sevika's lap. If there's one thing she will not complain about it is the way that Sevika maneuvers her so easily.

She takes the chance to tangle her fingers into Sevika's hair and presses her tongue into the other woman’s mouth.

The feel of Mel’s hands in her hair sends shivers down Sevika’s spine. She parts her lips, happy to let Mel taste the combination of whiskey and her own cum on Sevika’s tongue.

She moans as she feels Mel’s nails scratch lightly against her scalp. Heat pools between her legs and she fights to keep herself from snapping and taking what she wanted. “Let me take you to bed.”

Mel groans as she tastes herself on Sevika's tongue and she grinds her hips down on Sevika's still clothed thigh. Mel was pretty sure that she could get herself off on the form length of the woman's strong thigh alone.

Sevika's words snap Mel from her thoughts. "I thought I had sent a clear invitation earlier and instead I got prescribed ibuprofen for my head."

Sevika scowls, leaning back and then tips her voice up an octave, adopting a half-hearted imitation of Mel’s voice “‘I’ll be right back…’ something about changing clothes,”

Sevika drops her voice back to her natural register,

“That’s the least direct you’ve been all night, Princess”

Her eyes bore into Mel’s and the next words are almost a snarl “D’you really wanna keep arguing with me?” This woman was driving her absolutely crazy. Sevika flexes the thigh Mel is straddling, adding pressure with a hand resting on Mel’s ass.

She grinds her thigh against sensitive skin and smiles with a wicked glint in her eyes as she sees that Mel has left a wet streak on her pants.

Mel could talk circles around her and she might have a killer poker face but her *body…” that was something Sevika was learning quickly.

"And you didn't even attempt to ask if you could come with me." Mel smirks at Sevika's impression of her, it was cute. Mel wasn't usually challenged in this way.

Usually, she says jump and people start apologizing for not having thought of that first. So to have someone openly mock her? It was actually refreshing.

The gruff response from the mountain of a woman next to her sends a shiver down Mel's spine, but her smirk just widens.

"Who's arguing, you asked if you could take me to bed and I was pointing out that you already had an invitation." She groans as Sevika flexes beneath her and she shifts her hips against her again.

Sevika shrugs out of her vest and once her arms are free she wraps both around Mel’s waist. She surges to her feet, hoisting Mel up with her in one smooth motion, helping her wrap her legs around Sevika’s waist to help support her.

She adjusts her grip on Mel’s waist to slide a cold arm under her ass to keep her steady. Once Sevika is sure that Mel is settled securely against her she makes her way to the room she’d seen Mel vanish into when she changed clothes.

“Fine then, this is me taking advantage of that invitation.” She pauses in the doorway of the bedroom and takes a long moment to kiss the woman in her arms.

When Sevika turns her head to search for Mel’s bed her eyes fall on a handful of items on the floor. There’s a colorful ball on the ground and a chew toy of some sort not too far away.

There’s a leash hanging on the doorknob and Sevika looks at Mel surprised. “Do you… have a dog?”

As Sevika takes off her vest, Mel uses the time to her advantage, running her hands up Sevika's abs and chest as she continues to ride her thigh. She lets out a small noise of surprise as she scooped up into the air, but wastes no time wrapping her legs around her waist.

Mel takes to kissing up the length Sevika's neck as they walk. She pulls away at the question.

"What? Oh no, Lovey those are for you." Mel says with as straight of a face as she can, before cracking a smile.

"Yes, I have a Doberman and she actually just turned 1 year old recently."

“Well, where is she!?” Sevika looks around in hopes of meeting the animal. She’d never had a pet before but she’d be lying if she said she didn’t have a soft spot for little critters.

“Is she friendly or is she your scary dog privilege?” When Sevika pauses her scan of the room and looks back at Mel the woman is looking at her with an expression she can’t quite read.

“What? You can’t say that you have a one year old pup and expect me to- Okay what”

Mel can't help the soft smile that comes over her face as this woman who had just been talking about fucking her senseless is now looking around excitedly for her puppy. She’s fairly certain that Hope would love the woman her mother had just brought home.

"She's currently at the vet recovering from her spaying surgery." She laughs and kisses Sevika again. "You can meet her when she's fully recovered.”

Sevika smiles against Mel’s lips as she carries her to the huge bed that occupies the far wall of the room. “Gonna hold you to that princess.”

When she reaches the bed she plops Mel on the bed and pulls her shirt up over her head in one motion. She smirks down at Mel as she watches the woman’s eyes travel from her pierced nipples to the trail of hair just below her navel.

“Good enough for your entertainment doll?”

"Yes, definitely sufficient entertainment." She says and lets her eyes take in all the newly exposed skin.

She takes in every scar on the woman's body and makes a secondary mission of running her fingers over every inch of her skin.

"But feel free to take a look in my toy drawer if you're feeling adventurous." She says and points to a two drawered dresser. "Top drawer if you intend to give, bottom if you want to receive."

Sevika rolls her shoulders and neck as she makes her way to the indicated dresser. She pulls open the top drawer and smiles when she sees the variable treasure trove of toys and accessories.

She lets out a low whistle, “Damn Princess, feel like I hit the jackpot.” She picks out a white and gold wand that feels sturdy in her hand and tosses it on the bed next to Mel. “Hang on to that one.”

Sevika turns back to the drawer and pulls out a soft leather harness with red and gold embroidery and takes a moment to size up the array of phallic shaped pieces.

“Took my fingers well enough in the car… think this should do the trick.” She pulls out a comparably sized dildo that looked like melted gold but felt plush like silicone. She pads back to the bed where she left Mel and deftly slides the dildo into place on the harness, plopping it into the bed just out of arms reach.

"My ex-fiancee is the lead researcher for Hextech. So, I'm never without something new and shiny." Mel hums and picks up the wand with a grin.

"The top drawer are my favorites and the only ones I let be used on me." She says and moves to sit up against the sprawl of pillows on the bed.

"Anything you find at the top is pre-approved." She smirks. Her eyes follow Sevika as she builds the strap in front of her.

Sevika strips quickly to her black boxer briefs before crawling up the bed to where Mel has propped herself. She pushes Mel’s knees apart and settles between her legs, dropping kisses to Mel’s body as she works her way to her mouth.

Sevika’s hands are gentle but firm as she unties Mel’s robe and pushes the skin-warmed silk open to expose an absolutely perfect set of tits. Her mouth trails kisses down Mel’s neck and down between her breasts before taking one of Mel’s nipples in her mouth. She traces her tongue around the hardened bud and pulls at it lightly with her lips as she pulls away to look at Mel’s face.

She rocks her hips into Mel and when she feels Mel’s hands on her skin Sevika thinks her self-control might snap right then and there.

Mel spreads her legs as Sevika presses them open and welcomes her in. Her hand goes back to Sevika's hair as she kisses up her body. She moans low in her throat as Sevika takes her nipple into her mouth. Something about seeing just how muscular Sevika was underneath that ridiculous leather outfit makes Mel’s mouth start to water.

Sevika braces herself with her prosthetic and smooths her right hand down Mel’s body. She slips her hand between Mel’s warm legs, breath catching as she feels that Mel is very much indeed ready for round two.

Sevika captures Mel’s lips in a rough kiss and works her clit with a deft hand, reveling in the quiet sounds falling from her lips.

"Are you going to fuck me or just keep looking." Mel raises an eyebrow. "Because if you just want to look, I'm sure a picture would last much longer." She teases and groans as Sevika works her clit.

She wants to put all of the muscle on Sevika's body to good use and with how easily she carried her, Mel also wants to test the structural integrity of several spots in her apartment.

Sevika didn’t think she’d need a picture. Not when she could still see the mental image of Mel underneath her when she closes her eyes.

She slides her face down Mel’s stomach, licking and kissing her way between the other woman’s legs. The smell of Mel’s sex was warm and musky and so irresistibly her. Sevika’s mouth descends on Mel’s pussy, and the taste of her is something Sevika could get drunk off of.

She slides her tongue down and then back up Mel’s wet folds to swirl around her clit. She wanted to make sure she was good n’ ready for the strap and wonders briefly… whether this “ex fiancé” had been as generous as a lover as she was.

An irrational spark of jealousy registers and Sevika pulls away slightly and frowns like she can will the feeling away, jaw clenching. She’s got no business being possessive. Hell, she JUST met this girl tonight.

If Sevika's fingers in her were heaven, Sevika's tongue was nirvana. Mel has slept with many people, if there was one thing she did actually inherit from her mother. It would be her libido.

But the simplest touches from the woman between her thighs set her body alight. She raises an eyebrow when she sees Sevika pull away and she looks seething.

"I don't think I've ever seen someone eat my pussy so angrily."

Sevika drops her head so that her forehead is resting against Mel’s hipbone and fights for composure. After a long second she shakes her head slowly “That’s my secret princess, I’m always angry.” Sevika nips lightly at Mel’s hip before soothing the same skin with a gentle sweep of her tongue and a scattering of soft kisses.

She reaches for the leather harness lying on the bed where she’d left it and moves from between Mel's legs to the edge of the bed.

She pulls one leg and then the other through the loops and stands with her back to the bed to slide the harness up and over her ass. Sevika takes advantage of the physical distance to not only fasten the buckles in the harness but to clear her mind. She rolls out her neck and shoulders before turning back to the bed.

When Sevika drops her head to her hip, Mel simply scratches her head and lets her take a moment to compose herself. They might not be talking about it at this moment but she wouldn't let it slide. Nobody scowls at Mel Medarda's pussy.

She is momentarily distracted by Sevika's ass. Was there any part of this woman that wasn't pure muscle? "Feeling better?" She raises an eyebrow.

Sevika almost lies and says that everything is fine. She even opens her mouth to say the words before closing it again. But she looks at Mel and those sharp green eyes pull something closer to the truth to the surface. “Not really but we’ve already covered the fact that I’m not exactly a chatty person.”

Sevika sits on the edge of the bed with a soft sigh and runs a hand through her hair self-consciously. “I’m not… angry with you or anything like that.”

“Promise it won’t affect my stamina.” She promises, offering Mel a knowing smile.

"You don't have to tell me what's going on, but know that if I find out you're grimacing because you're thinking about work while mere inches from my cunt. We are going to have a problem." Mel teases.

Not that she was exactly worried that Sevika had suddenly found her infuriating for some unknown reason. But it was good to know she wasn't the cause of her sudden ire.

Sevika chuckles and is relieved to hear that Mel thinks Sevika’s frustration is work related. “I can honestly say that work is the furthest thing from my mind right now.”

Sevika moves from her sitting position to crawl forward until one arm was braced on either side of Mel. “Only thing I want to do now is see what you look like when I make you come all over this cock.”

There was that laugh again, it has Mel smiling genuinely at Sevika "Good, I still haven't had the opportunity to taste you yet, it would be such a shame if I had to kick you out for being distracted." She teases.

There weren't many things she could think of that could get her to toss this woman from her bed. She groans at the thought of Sevika fucking into her with that strap. "Well then, what are you waiting for?" She asks as she spreads her legs for Sevika.

Sevika grins as Mel’s legs open for her and she wastes no time rubbing the toy against Mel’s wet cunt to gather her own slick as lubrication.

She rolls her hips a couple of times, testing the snugness of the harness and smiles when she feels how fucking wet Mel is for her. Sevika readjusts herself and with the next roll of her hips, she pushes the tip of the dildo through Mel’s slick entrance.

When Sevika grins at her Mel smirks back at the other woman. She was glad whatever was going on in Sevika's head had passed.

She makes small sounds of pleasure as Sevika rolls her hips into her. If she were a lesser woman she'd be snapping at Sevika to get on with it and fuck her. Mel's patience is rewarded when the next roll of

Sevika's hips sink the golden toy inside of her. Her head falls back and she lets out a moan as Sevika presses into her.

The sound that falls from Mel’s lips sends a shiver through Sevika. She sinks the full length of the strap slowly into Mel, biting her lip as she pulls the halfway out only to sink it once again. Right into that sweet, wet spot where Mel needed her.

Her first few pumps in and out of Mel are slow and steady but Sevika gradually increases the speed and force of her thrusts. Her mouth descends to the length of Mel’s throat as she pistons into her.

Every roll of her hips draws sounds of pleasure from the woman beneath her and Sevika is drunk with lust as she pulls back to watch the golden toy slide in and out of Mel’s pussy.

Mel’s breath hitches as Sevika bottoms out inside of her. "Fuck," she moans. Once Sevika starts to find her rhythm Mel wraps her legs around her waist.

Her eyes fall shut and shut and she cannot help the noises that fall from her mouth as Sevika fucks into her. "I know this isn't all you've got." She pants out.

Sevika doesn’t bother responding with words. Instead her hand grabs for the wand she’d picked out. A press of a button and the gadget is buzzing in her hand.

She braces herself with her right arm and brings the tip of the wand down against Mel’s clit. She smirks at the way the woman below her bucks against the sudden stimulation, the movement helping her slide fully into Mel’s perfect pussy.

She holds herself there, fully bottomed out inside Mel. Sevika’s own body adds to the pressure of the wand against the other woman’s clit and she rolls her hips a couple times, grinding into her as Sevika feels the vibration of the wand reverberate against the base of the harness.

She groans and buries her head against Mel’s breasts utterly lost in the smell and sound of her.

Some small part of Sevika is aware of Mel’s legs around her waist and her nails scraping over her skin and it makes Sevika want to wrap her other hand around Mel’s throat and fuck her into the mattress.

“Tell me what you need, doll.”

When the wand touches her sensitive bud, Mel can't keep her composure anymore. She lets out a squeal of a moan and she clenches around Sevika's cock.

"Kindred's blessing, Sevika. Just like that." For the first time in months, Mel's brain is completely clear except for the thought of how good she felt.

No thoughts of policy or the people of Piltover or her failed engagement. She's simply lost in the pleasure of Sevika inside her. "Just fuck me."

Mel’s words tug at something primal in Sevika and her breath hisses out between her teeth. She drives her hips forward and redoubles her efforts. She keeps a relentless tempo and the wet sounds of sex fill the bedroom.

At this point Sevika wasn’t sure she could stop if she wanted to. She wanted to lose herself in the lingering scent of perfume on Mel’s skin.

Noxian stamina be damned, Mel knew for a fact that she wasn't going to last much longer. Not with the harsh snap of Sevika's hips and the low buzz on her clit.

She rakes her nails down Sevika's back hard enough that she knows she's probably leaving welts over her scar tissue. "You fuck me so well. Kindred I'm so close." She moans.

The sting of Mel’s nails helps ground Sevika, the dull burn clearing her head a bit. She bends low over the other woman to kiss her hard in the mouth. The taste of her is something that would be impossible to forget.

“Taking me so good baby.” The words come out as a low rumble as she continues to fuck into Mel. She readjusts her grip on the wand, slowly adding more pressure and then pulling back slightly to vary the sensation against Mel’s clit.

Sometimes a change in tempo is all you need to push someone over the edge. So Sevika pulls almost all the way out of Mel and holds herself still for two beats before rolling her hips back once again.

She drills into Mel with a new sense of urgency. Her breath comes out of her mouth in huffs and muffled groans as she tries to keep her pace steady.

Mel can't help but whimper into Sevika's mouth as she teases her with the wand. When Sevika pulls out for a beat too long her eyes snap open and narrow but then Sevika is fucking into her with a renewed vigor and her eyes are rolling into the back of her head as her orgasm rushes over her.

She's louder than she's ever been in bed, nearly screaming her release and murmuring Sevika's name.

Sevika slows her pace as Mel’s orgasm bubbles over but doesn’t stop right away. Instead she gradually slows her thrusts and keeps herself buried firmly in Mel’s cunt.

She props herself above Mel, still sheathed inside the Noxian woman and gazes down at her face. She smiles as she takes in the sight of Mel laid out, with Sevika’s name on her lips.

Her entire body felt like jelly in a way she has certainly never felt before. "Well, you are certainly welcome to come back and meet Hope whenever you'd like." She laughs and throws an arm over her eyes.

Sevika chuckles and slowly pulls out of Mel with a wet sound. She presses a kiss just above Mel’s navel and one to the mound of skin just above the meeting of her thighs. She moves to the edge of the bed, pulling at the buckles of the harness.

“Glad to hear I made the cut.” She slides the harness down over the briefs she still wore and rubs a drop of sweat from her temple. “You someone that likes to cuddle or…”

The noxian lets out a low groan as Sevika pulls out of her. "While I do love a good snuggle. I'm more concerned that I've gotten two orgasms and you haven't even let me touch you." She says and pushes herself up on her elbows. "Is that something that you're into or are you a touch-me-not?"

Sevika stretches, muscles flexing as she slips her briefs down her legs. “I’m already naked in your bed. There’s nothing stopping you from touching me.”

She smirks as she makes her way across the bed to where Mel is propped and joins her. Sevika smirks at Mel, as she settles against plush pillows.

“Come here, inpatient one,” fully teasing the other woman for complaining about not being able to touch her yet. Some Noxian stamina.

Mel grins and moves to straddle Sevika's waist, she'll show her impatience. Mel lets her fingers trail down Sevika's chest mindlessly as she takes the woman in.

She was strikingly handsome and she had a feeling that this would not be the last time she finds Sevika in her bed… but she is going to treat it like it is. So she was going to take her time. They had all night after all.

She reaches down to tug on the silver bars in her nipples. "Oh if I'm moving too quickly. Let me slow down my pace."

Sevika’s hands come up to rest on Mel’s ass as climbs into her lap. She likes the way Mel’s hands feel on her hot skin. She hisses at the tug to her nipples, the muscles in her chest and stomach flexing reflexively.

“Ah— something tells me that you’re gonna go at your own pace regardless.” She laughs and makes a show of wiggling down into the pillows.

“I may be a full throttle kind of gal professionally but I can do slow too.”

"I am always open to suggestions." Mel smirks and shrugs her shoulders, twisting Sevika’s nipple between her fingers. "But I told you already, I wanna hear you beg." She says and grinds her ass down against Sevika's lap.

"You have to have balance. I let you fuck me into the mattress and then I get to take my time with you." She says leaning in and whispering into the Zaunite's ear before nipping at the lobe.

Sevika lets out a breathless laugh as Mel grinds into her. “Hate to disappoint you after all this but begging ain’t really my thing princess.”

Her breath catches when Mel leans close and can’t stop the moan that she lets out when she feels Mel’s teeth and hot breath on her.

“What I can do is promise not to stop you from having your way with me.”

She raises her eyebrows at Mel as she waits for her response. Even as she says the words aloud Sevika ponders the honesty of her response. Could she really hold out against the willpower of a Medarda who’s getting everything she wants?

For the first time in a long time Sevika is forced to consider surrender. Would it be so bad to just let Mel have what she wants?

"And that's why it's going to be so sweet to hear you beg me to let you come." She growls and twists her nipples a little harder this time.

"I bet no one is ever going to fuck you like I fuck you." She purrs but lets her left hand slide down the curve of Sevika’s stomach to tangle her fingers into the snatching of hair above her slit.

And just like that, Sevika’s resolve crumbles. She looks up into Mel’s green eyes and knows that she’ll do whatever this woman asks of her. Mel’s words send shivers through her body and Sevika knows that the words are true.

She didn’t know why exactly, but there was something fundamentally different about sex with Mel Medarda. “Fuck.” her hips buck when Mel’s hand trails down her stomach and catches in her hair.

Mel gives Sevika a wink before she dives in to press kisses to the woman's neck. Her fingers dance a little lower, feather light touches against the woman's sex. "I want to hear how bad you want my mouth."

Sevika tilts her head to give Mel more access to her neck and sighs softly. “Wanted your mouth on me since our smoke break earlier.”

The muscles in her upper body tense as she fights against the urge grind against Mel’s fingers. “Don’t need much to make me cum.” She warns, “Got me all riled up and ready for you.”

Mel breaks the rule that she set for Sevika and sucks a mark low enough on her neck that it would be easily covered, before she starts to kiss down her chest.

She leaves marks across her skin as she goes. Mel stops at her breast and takes the barred nub in her mouth and lets out a small pleased noise as she rolls the nub around with her tongue.

Sevika hums, low in her throat as Mel’s mouth works at her neck. It had been a while since anyone was bold enough to try leaving marks on her skin. She’d almost forgotten how nice it can be. Her back arches on its own accord when Mel takes her nipple in her mouth.

“Mmmm, s’nice.” Sevika buries her right hand in Mel’s hair, not adding pressure but a wordless request for the woman to continue.

Mel receives the message loud and clear and chooses to ignore it, pulling back and blowing cold air over her wet nipple before moving to the other nipple to tease it with her tongue instead. Her hand dipping a little lower so her fingers can tease the wetness between Sevika's thighs.

Sevika makes a noise of protest when Mel pulls away but gasps and lets out a quiet string of curses when her nipple beads at the sudden chill. Her eyes flutter closed when she feels Mel’s fingers touch her.

The hard planes of her stomach twitch and contract as pleasure seems to linger where Mel’s hands and mouth touch.

“Fuck” the word has all the reverence of a prayer as Sevika says it. She wanted more. More of Mel’s nails on her skin. More of her mouth, but between her legs where she ached for her.

Mel smirks around the nipple in her mouth and brings her free hand up to tease the nipple not in her mouth. She lets her finger press into Sevika's slit. She teases at her clit, her touches firm enough to tease but not enough to satiate.

Sevika pulls gently on the micro braids still in her grasp, guiding Mel’s mouth to hers. She kisses the other woman like she’s wanted to all night. Tongue and teeth and lips all working in unison.

When Sevika finally pulls back to fill her lungs with an unsteady breath she’s putty in the hands of Mel Medarda. Her eyes flick closed as an attempt to focus on not bucking her hips but the fingers on her sex are driving her wild.

Sevika’s grey eyes seek Mel’s, desperate to see the sparkle in her green eyes as the woman touches her.

Mel lets out a soft groan against the other woman's nipple as she's pulled up by her hair into a kiss. She melts into the kiss instantly. When her eyes meet Sevika's she smiles against her mouth. "Yes, Lovey?" She asks with mirth in her voice.

Sevika huffs out a breath at Mel’s question. The woman knows full well what she wants. But she’s also been clear about her expectations. “Hah- shit” Sevika’s voice a husky whisper barely loud enough for herself to hear. She clears her throat and tries again. “Need your mouth on me.”

"My mouth was on you, Lovey. You're going to need to be more specific." She smiles and lets her finger press into Sevika slightly, just enough to part her lips. "Where do you need my mouth?"

Sevika chuckles breathlessly under Mel’s teasing touch. This woman was such a fucking smart-ass. It turned Sevika on as much as it pissed her off. Sevika’s right hand flashes between her legs, forcing more pressure where she needs Mel. “Right here doll.”

"Ah Ah," Mel tsks as Sevika applies pressure on her hand. "I said use your words and they better be kind ones." She teases and slips just the tip of her finger inside Sevika

Sevika swallows a moan at the combination of Mel's words and the sensation of her finger entering Sevika's wet cunt. Sevika tells herself that if she could focus on anything other than how badly she wants release she would be able to put up more of a resistance to Mel's teasing,

She bites her bottom lip before once again meeting Mel's gaze, but this time the tuff guy bravado is gone and Sevika is simply a starving woman with a feast laid out for her. All she has to do is say the words Mel wants to hear. It shouldn't be hard.

It isn't hard at all. In fact, once Sevika opens her mouth to speak again the words tumble out before she can even fully process that she's said them.

"Please Mel. I need this. Need you." She rolls her hips, wanting to draw Mel's finger deeper inside herself.

"Good girl." She says and presses her finger into Sevika fully as she presses their mouths together once more. Mel presses into her slowly though there is next to no resistance.

"And good girls get rewarded," She purrs and kisses her way down Sevika's body before running her tongue over her clit.

Sevika shudders at the verbal praise from Mel and kisses her back breathlessly. The muscles of her abdomen ripple and flex as Mel kisses down her body and Sevika hums appreciatively every time she feels the woman’s mouth on her over-heated skin.

“Ahhhh, fuck yeah.” Sevika pants when she feels Mel’s sweep over her clit.

“Just like that doll. Please.” Sevika’s right hand falls from Mel’s hair and settles on the woman’s dark, slender shoulder. Caressing the soft skin under her fingertips.

Mel fucks into her slowly as she teases Sevika's clit with her tongue. She alternates between gently sucking on her clit and running her tongue in wide circles around the head of her clit.

When she feels like Sevika can take it she presses a second finger inside Sevika and curls her finger, searching for her g-spot.

The feel of Mel’s mouth against her clit makes it hard to think about anything except how good it makes her feel. She wants more but no longer has actual words to express her need.

Sevika bucks her hips in a mindless attempt to increase her pleasure. As Mel adds another finger Sevika shudders as she feels the beginnings of an orgasm building in her core. The sounds that come out of Sevika’s throat don’t even sound like herself.

But they are and Sevika surrenders to the pleasure of Mel’s hands and mouth. “Oh, gods,” she groans “so good.. right there Mel.”

Mel let's Sevika fuck onto her mouth as she eats her out, letting her take all the pleasure she wants while she can. When she has Sevika shuddering and babbling beneath her she pulls her mouth away. "Tell me what you want."

Sevika’s grey eyes snap open, her vision slightly hazy with lust. She thought she had been letting the other woman know what she wanted.

“Fuck, don’t stop,” she pants, looking up at Mel. Sevika didn’t know if she could take much more teasing but this woman seems hell bent on finding all of her weaknesses tonight.

She looks at Sevika and quirks an eyebrow. "I told you. I wanna hear you beg tonight. " She punctuates her words by rubbing her fingers against the bigger woman’s g-spot. "So beg for your orgasm," she growls.

A groan punctuates Mel’s demand and Sevika goes still underneath her. Her chest still heaves as she meets Mel’s green gaze and Sevika slowly nods her head, not breaking eye contact.

“All right doll, you win,” she pants “…please Mel.” Her voice is ragged and it takes almost all of her remaining willpower to keep speaking.

“I wanna come for you so bad…please baby.”

A wide grin breaks across Mel’s face. "That's my good girl." She murmurs and leans down to press a kiss to Sevika's clit before she takes it back into her mouth.

Her fingers pick up their pace of thrusting and rubbing at Sevika's g-spot. Sevika had been good, so now she gets a reward.

“Oh, fuck!” the tenuous grip on her self-control Sevika still had in order speak snaps. As good as Mel’s mouth feels it’s the praise that cuts through her lust-filled haze and really affects her. She clenches around Mel’s fingers, legs starting to quiver as her orgasm builds.

Sevika was no stranger to casual sex but she’s always the one in charge. There’s something almost freeing about letting go. Sevika’s hips jerk as Mel works magic inside of her. She lets her head fall back against the pillows as waves of pleasure ripple from her center throughout her body.

Mel hums against her clit as she feels Sevika coming undone beneath her. There was nothing like watching a beautiful woman fall apart underneath her. Sevika's first orgasm does not stop Mel from continuing to eat her fill. She lightens the pressure on Sevika's clit but does not slow her finger.

Thrust thrust rub. Thrust Thrust rub

As her orgasm crests, Sevika is aware that Mel hasn’t stopped her movements but her body has a mind of its own now. All she can do is keep her head from swimming with the continued stimulation.

“Oh, shit doll… don’t stop. Please.” Her words don’t sound like hers through the haze of her climax but she calls out Mel’s name like it’s a prayer to Janna herself.

“I’m gonna… come again. Just for you.” The words fall from Sevika’s lips and she feels the contraction of another orgasm building inside of her.

Mel hums against Sevika's clit as she works her through her second orgasm and she's tempted to go for three but she doesn't want to spoil the woman this early.

Mel pulls off with a wet smack and sits back on her heels as she licks her fingers clean. "Now that wasn't so hard was it?"

Sevika groans and lazily swings one of the many plush pillows on the bed at Mel playfully “You’re relentless, woman.” Sevika chuckles, “You got what you wanted, now come here”

She sits up slightly to hook an arm around Mel, pulling the other woman gently down onto her chest. Sevika was too tired to spar verbally with Mel and was not at all in shape to get up and leave right away.

“Tell me about this dog of yours.”

Mel swats the pillow away with more force than she intends to and the pillow goes flying back, hitting Sevika in the face. "Oops." She says with a giggle but crawls up the woman's body, trailing kisses as she goes.

"Oh, you're going to love her. Her name is Hope and she is an incredibly sassy Doberman."

Sevika grunts in surprise when the pillow hits her full in the face, but can’t help but smile when she removes it. This girl was really something.

“Hope.” Sevika says, “Good name.” She trails her hand down the silk still clinging to Mel’s back as the woman settles against her.

“If she’s sassy she must have learned it from her Mom.” Sevika softens the words with a quick kiss to the top of Mel’s head before relaxing further into the mattress.

"Speaking of names..." Mel says, as she runs her fingers along a rather long scar. "I noticed that you finally addressed me by my name." Despite the fact that she had been preoccupied she had noticed the switch.

"No, she was sassy when I rescued her. She ignored four people who walked by but yawned, stretched and patiently sat by the entrance of her kennel when I opened the door." She smiles softly. "It was like she knew she was coming home with me."

Mel let's out a soft yawn and looks at the clock on her bedside table.

2:24 AM

"Oh, I've kept you well past business hours."

“Hmmmm, must’ve misheard me,” Sevika says with a sly smile. She knew full well that what Mel said was true but it wasn’t something she wanted to talk about. Doesn’t want to dwell on the fact that Mel brings out a side of her she wasn’t sure existed anymore.

“Well it sounds like she is also used to getting what she wants.” Sevika comments.

“Yes you have kept me past hours, but it’s like I said before… more likely to get repeat service if you go above and beyond.” Sevika smiles and kisses Mel softly. “Rest your eyes for a while. I’ll let myself out later”

Mel is about to open her mouth to argue that she's not even tired but she's interrupted by yet another yawn. "You can stay if you'd like. Get some sleep before you drive." She offers and shrugs out of her robe and drops it off the side of her bed.

“I’ve kept later nights than this Mel.” Sevika says softly “Don’t go worryin’ about me now.” Sevika turns onto her side, tucking Mel’s now naked body into the curve of her own. “I’ll stay for a bit. But I won’t be here when you wake up,” she warns.

"Humor me then." Mel murmurs, and sleepily rubbing her face into the crook of Sevika’s neck. Between one breath and the next Mel was fast asleep against the other woman’s warm body.

Thank you for reading!

Mel groans as her engine refuses to turn over for what felt like the hundredth time. When it sputters and dies again, Mel smacks her hand against the steering wheel.

The point of driving a luxury vehicle like a Lexus was that it was simply supposed to work. She pulls out her phone and scrolls through her contacts to see who would awake and available at the moment.

She shoots Elora a text, knowing that despite the late hour she would be able to assist.

[From: Elora] I'm on it.

[To: Sevika (ZA) ] I have a request for you coming from House Medarda.

Sevika is nursing a beer at the small bar that acts as the Zaun’s Angels headquarters when her phone pings. It’s not the sound of the ping she gets when it’s official ZA business.

This is a curious little tinkling sound coming from the inner pocket of her leather jacket. She tips the last warm dregs of her beer into her mouth and pulls out the glowing little piece of plastic in her steel hand.

A finger clicks into place before she even realizes it and she’s lighting a cigarette, watching the cherry light off the lighter-like flame flickering out of her pinkie finger. She knows she won’t have to wait long for a response. But what the hell, cigs already lit. Shame to put it out now.

[From: Sevika]A request for ZA or for me?

[To Sevika (ZA)] For you. Ms. Medarda is in Zaun and needs mechanical assistance. Or was I mistaken in believing you're the best mechanic in Zaun?

[From: Sevika] Send me the address. I'll pick her up personally

Smoke swirls around Sevika's head as she makes her way out of the bar and into the night air. The mustang hasn't been driven in over a week, She deserves some road time.

[To: Bitch Baby Mechanic] Got a job for you. Need a car up and running by morning. luxury car probably. stand by for more info

The engine growls to life as Sevika tosses the stub of her hand rolled cigarette out the window. No smoke in the car for the princess treatment. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips. Tonight might still get interesting.

[To: Sevika (ZA)] I don't think I need to remind you that discretion is obviously very important in this matter. No one needs to know that Ms. Medarda was in Zaun at this hour. {Location Pin} We will discuss payment upon Ms. Medarda's safe arrival at her chosen location.

[From: Sevika] OMW now everything will be handled quietly. Will I be getting drop-off instructions from you or from your friend?

[To: Sevika (ZA)] Ms. Medarda will let you know where she needs to be dropped off.

[To: Mel Medarda] You have a pick up incoming. No need to worry about your car. Everything is taken care of.

Mel smiles down at her phone, Elora was definitely going to be getting a hefty Christmas bonus this year, not that her bonus was ever lacking in previous years. She sighs and pulls her cigarette case out of her purse, pulling a hand rolled cigarette out and putting it to her lips. It had certainly been a night.

"Here we go," the words are a whisper on Sevika's lips as the silver Lexus comes into view. At least the car had the decency to break down in a part of town that doesn't get a lot of traffic this time of night.

What the hell is Mel Medarda doing out here in the middle of fucking nowhere? Sevika pulls up behind the other car and flicks on her hazards before opening her door and stepping out onto the well worn street.

A quick scan of the area tells her that they're likely the only 2 people for blocks. She stifles the urge to light another cigarette but decides that wasting half of one isn't worth the compulsion. She keeps meaning to quit... but now she's down to her last couple hand rolled cigs in an attempt to shake the habit by avoiding a restock. She gives the top of the car a gentle knock with her metal hand and waits.

She hears the car before she sees it, Mel’s green eyes flicking to the rear view mirror as the car parks behind her and flicks their hazards on. Mel stubs her cigarette out and grabs her perfume, giving the air two spritz as whoever Elora has managed to convince to come out at this hour approaches.

Mel rolls the window down when she hears the knock, she starts to take stock of the woman. She instantly realizes who Elora has managed to send her way.

huh.

It wasn't who she had expected, though she hadn't really had many expectations at this hour.

"Sevika right? "

"That's me. Heard you need a ride.” the woman shoots Mel a wink. “First one's free" She straightens and scans the car for any obvious signs of damage before motioning to the woman still behind the wheel to pop the hood open for her to take a look.

"How long has she been giving you issues?"

Mel reaches down to pop the hood for the other woman before moving to climb out of the broken down vehicle. She runs a hand down her gold maxi skirt to smooth out the wrinkles from her sitting in the car for so long.

"It was fine when I left my apartment, I parked in a place I was assured my car would still be when I got back and then I got about two blocks before she died on me." She sighs deeply and crosses her arms over her chest. "Now she won't so much as turn over.”

"Two blocks huh? Seems a little out of the way for Medarda business." She only needs to peer under the hood for a couple seconds to find the issue. Simple part replacement. They have the piece in stock.

An easy job…could use more of these right now. The club itself isn't hurting but some of the guys have started asking around for loans... shit always gets messy when money trades hands. Sevika would always rather make sure there's enough work available for people to pay their bills rather than lose loyal club members.

"I can have one of my guys come pick this up now. Should be ready for you come morning.”

"Mmm, technically everything this far from Noxus is far for Medarda business. But this is not far for my business."

She would prove she was more than just the last remaining Medarda child. The reluctant heir. "And what is the mark up at your shop," Mel asks, her head tilting to the side, causing her braids to fall over her shoulders. She was aware of who she was dealing with, just as well, as Sevika probably knew who she was dealing with.

Sevika smirks and snaps the hood closed before responding. "I told you Princess, the first ride is free." she shakes her head "and because this gives me something to do with my hands tonight rather than listening to my brothers tell the same story for the sixth time…"

Sevika gestures lazily at the Lexus "I'll throw in the maintenance for free."

"If there's anything in the car that you want to take with you, grab it now. I'm going to make a phone call."

Without waiting for a response, Sevika walks back to her car and pulls her cigarette case out on instinct and when she notices that she's pulled it out of her pocket instead of her phone she shakes her head and huffs at herself in annoyance.

save it for later

Mel raises her eyebrow at that. "Well that's very courteous of you." She chuckles and walks over to the car, leaning over to get her purse out of the passenger seat. She glances over her shoulder to see if Sevika was looking before reaching under her seat and sliding her glock into her purse and closing it with a quiet snap.

She also grabs her cigarette case, sliding the thin metal case into her bra. It wasn't that she didn't trust Sevika (She doesn't) or her guys (She doesn't) but it was always better safe than sorry. As her mother always told her you do not have to get ready if you stay ready.

"Not to look a gift horse in the mouth, but business must be booming that you're giving free rides and maintenance."

Sevika shrugs "I said the first ride is free. I'm not a chauffeur sweetheart." The pair of them approach Sevika's car and the biker holds the door open for Mel.

just get her home

"As for the maintenance... to be frank, this is an easy fix and I'd rather get this done quickly and send you on your way.”

“Best business is repeat business anyway. If I can fix this issue tonight you can tell your Piltie friends they can get a good job done at Silco's Wraps and Repairs. Pay it forward."

just say thank you

Sevika closes the door for the other woman and walks back to the Lexus to snap a couple photos before heading back to her idling vehicle.

[To: Bitch Baby Mechanic] Silver Lexus needs pickup {pinned location} Get her washed and ready for me. I'll be by to do the install in a bit.

Mel chuckles and looks Sevika from head to toe before giving her a smirk. "I'm sure one ride is all most people can handle with you."

She slides into the passenger seat, tucking the bottom hem of her skirt beneath her so that it doesn't get caught in the door. "Well, that would explain how Elora sent you my way."

[To: Boss Bitch] Is it a chop? Cause I gotta guy who's been houndin for some rims that size

[To: Bitch Baby Mechanic] NO CHOP WASH & WAX ONLY

"There anything in your car that can be stolen? I'm not saying I don't trust my guys but temptation is hard to stamp out."

no one fucking touches this car except me

[To: Bitch Baby Mechanic] if anything is out of place when I get to the shop you and I are going to have a personal problem

With that, Sevika turns off the hazards on the mustang and turns her attention to the lithe figure next to her.

[To: Boss Bitch] i hear ya boss

"No, this isn't a car that usually gets road time,” Mel admits. It was her favorite but it was flashy, which is usually counter productive to the way that Mel works. She worked quietly, in the background; anything that could possibly lead back negatively to the Medarda house would have to go through several shells before they hit her name.

Mel crosses her right leg over her left, the silk of her skirt slipping off her ankle to reveal a pair of gladiator heels that were as gold as her skirt.

Sevika's eyes are drawn to the shimmering of gold as the other woman settles into the seat, well shit. she's fucking gorgeous

"Good. I've got someone on the way to tow the car."

don't ask about Elora. you don't need a Medarda asking questions

"So, Ms Medarda...Where am I taking you? I'm afraid if you were picking up a hot date I don't have room for another person," Sevika smirks at Mel knowing full well she's unlikely to get any actual answers out of the Medarda heir.

Still, Elora wouldn't have asked for help if this woman wasn't... important

She takes a moment to adjust herself and fish a rag out of her back pocket. She takes her time wiping her hands clean before looking back over at Mel.

Sevika's glance doesn't go unnoticed, and Mel smirks; could be fun, it had been a hot minute since Mel had blown off some steam. "If it's a team that's as skillful as your reputation seems to be, I'm sure my car will be in lovely hands." The comment is only half sarcastic, which is more authentic than most compliments she gives.

"Upper Piltover. I was simply heading home for the night." She sighs answering the other woman’s question. It had been a long day and she had been looking forward to unwinding with a stiff drink and a hot bath.

Sevika's phone rings in her pocket and like the flip of a switch, dread races through her body. Her nerves catch fire as adrenaline starts working through her bloodstream.

pull over

Sevika checks her mirrors to make sure she's clear and expertly pulls the car to a stop off the road. As soon as the car is in park, Sevika's hand flies to her jacket and pulls out the phone. She takes a breath before answering.

"What's wrong?"

"Heyyyyy leftie...."

"Why are you calling? I'm working"

bad timing Jinx.

At least she sounds like her heads on straight right now

"Oh, don't let me keep you from your super special secret work. I was just wondering if you had any extra weed lying around."

At least she's making jokes. It means Sevika might actually have a night free of having to juggle Jinx in a bad mood with nothing to do.

"Goodnight Jinx. Don't be late tomorrow. I won't wait for your ass again." Sevika hangs up the phone as she glances over at Mel.

"Sorry about that," Sevika says, smiling ruefully "try not to do phones while driving anymore,"

Sevika gestures to her metal arm and shrugs.

"Learned my lesson there."

fuck, I want a smoke

"Is that how you lost your arm?" She asks outright. Mel had never been one to hold her tongue, much to her mother's dismay. It's something her and Caitlyn bonded over when she first moved to Piltover.

"Do you mind if I smoke in here?" She asks pulling her cigarette case from her bra and holds it up for her to see. "It has been quite the night."

Sevika laughs in relief and pulls her cigarette case out of a pocket and reaches across Mel to swiftly undo the latch on the dashboard and pull out a lighter. "I don't mind if you don't." She flicks the lighter to test the flame and deeming it acceptable, starts to light her rolled cigarette. "Need a light?"

Mel knows better than to push a politely dodged question so she slides her spliff between her lip and leans in for Sevika to light her.

"So do you often make house calls or is Elora special?"

Sevika’s grey eyes drink in Mel as the flame of the lighter flickers briefly across the other woman’s face. Sevika doesn’t break eye contact with Mel as she takes a long drag off her cigarette.

“This isn’t a house call. This is me doing a favor for an old friend. House calls are something very different Ms Medarda,”

Sevika takes another drag before continuing. “Those entail much less clothing and much more than “one free ride.” Sevika leans back in her seat and raises an eyebrow “you catch my drift?”

Mel looks up at Sevika through her lashes as the flame licks the paper of her hand rolled spliff. The smell of tobacco and Marijuana quickly starts to fill the car as she leans back. She takes a second to really take the woman beside her in.

Mel wonders how Elora and Sevika know each other but Elora keeps Mel's secrets and she doesn't ask Elora hers.

“I catch your drift." She snorts and rolls her eyes. Mel supposed that she shouldn’t expect much couth from a Zaunite. Much less a member of a motorcycle club.

Sevika flicks her eyes over Mel’s figure beside her. “I’m actually a bit surprised Elora hasn’t mentioned me.” Sevika runs her hands over the steering wheel, tracing the seams in the leather.

“She’d never admit it but I think she might have been sweet on me,” smoke coils out of Sevika’s nostrils as she exhales another lungful of smoke. “If nothing else she certainly took an interest in my long-term livelihood.” She watches Mel closely as the words leave her mouth.

[To: Elora] U keeping me a secret from your boss? Thought my arm was Medarda money

Mel turns to look at her again. "And why would she mention you? Are you important to her? I don't make a point of asking Elora about her connections." It gave her a level of deniability when push came to shove.

Mel snorts at Sevika’s insinuation, a hand coming up to cover her mouth clearly embarrassed by the noise sneaking out on her.

"If Elora had feelings for you. You would know." Mel raises an eyebrow. "Are you trying to poach my assistant?"

[To: Sevika (ZA)] Not a secret, she merely never asked. It is Medarda money, but Ms. Medarda trusts my judgement.

A laugh bubbles out of Sevika’s throat at Mel’s straightforward questions… and that little laugh.

“What in the gods names could the VP of Zaun’s Angels offer Elora? No, I’ve no interest in poaching your assistant.” Sevika’s eyes flicker over Mel’s half-shadowed features before drawing on her ever-shrinking cig.

“Truthfully, I’m glad she’s doing well. And I wouldn’t willingly drag her into this life.” She rolls her shoulders, testing and stretching the muscles in her neck and upper back before taking the last hit in her spliff.

“The MC was supposed to make things easier for everyone. Make us legitimate. Get involved with the community again.” Sevika flicks the filter out the window and sighs.

“So far, it’s just looking like a lot more paperwork for me and a whole lot less money in people’s pockets.” She pauses, realizing that she doesn’t fucking know this woman and she’s what-?

Whining about work?

Mel’’s green eyes flicker to Sevika as she laughs and she can't help the half-smile that forms on her face. "Are you saying there's no benefits to being in Zaun’s Angel's," she teases, knowing that wasn't what she meant, but something told Mel that she'd enjoy riling the woman up.

“If there's one thing I've learned about Elora in the last couple years working with her is that she doesn't do anything she doesn't want to and she's more capable than one might think.” She listens and nods, storing the information away for later.

The Zauns Angels motorcycle club was in need of a secondary cash flow. That was something the House Medarda could capitalize on.

"Mmm, sounds like you could use an Elora on your team." She teases

Sevika shakes her head at Mel’s teasing tone. She knows the other woman is likely just teasing her but Sevika feels the need to elaborate further. “I’m not saying there’s no benefits. I’ve got a beautiful woman in my passenger seat…but I’ll be the first to admit when an idea of mine doesn’t pan out the way I would’ve liked.”

With the back on her head pressed against the headrest of her seat. Sevika turns her head back towards Mel, grey eyes alight with a silent challenge. “What I could really use is a stiff drink and an eager woman between my legs,” Sevika’s eyes run over Mel’s figure as she sizes her up.

“It’s almost a shame I’ve still got work to do tonight. But, no rest for the wicked.” The car growls to life as Sevika turns the engine over. “Let’s get you home Princess. Before Elora starts to worry that I’ve whisked her boss away to a life of crime.”

"Are you trying to convince me or yourself? Because I am already spoken for in terms of affiliation." Mel smirks and stubs out the last of her spiff. She puts the filter back into the cigarette case she pulled it out from before snapping it shut. The mixture of nicotine and Marijuana enough to keep her body thrumming just enough.

Mel is not intimidated by Sevika sizing her up, she actually adjusts to give her a better view. Things are only fun when there is a level playing field.

"You know what they say about all work and no play. I'm sure whatever paperwork you've got waiting for you will be waiting for you come morning." She chuckles. "Elora is probably more worried I'm going to poach you and start a rift between Topside and Zaun.”

Headlights illuminate the street as Sevika steers them towards Piltover. “Elora doesn’t need to worry about that. I can’t be poached.” Sevika flashes Mel a wicked smile “Many have tried.”

The streetlight ahead of them forces the car to a slow and then a stop as the glow of the red light flickers slightly with age.

“Leaving paperwork until tomorrow though?” Sevika taps her temple “That’s an idea I’m happy to explore.” She glances over at Mel and winks, “You have anything particular in mind, sweetheart?”

Green light illuminates above them and Sevika continues to steer the sleek black car towards Upper Piltover.

"Many may have tried,” Mel agrees, “but none of them have been Medardas.” she hums and straightens up in her seat. "Medardas always get what they want.”

She smirks and tilts her head to the side. "There will always be more paperwork, but opportunities to rest are far and few and in between."

She tears her gaze from Sevika to watch the city of Zaun pass by them. A crew with a tow truck, that she hoped was one of Sevika's guys, passes them moving towards her abandoned vehicle.

"If you don't force yourself to rest, you're more susceptible to manipulation." She hums again and tilts her head to the side.

"If you would like to come inside Sevika, you don't have to make me think it's my idea to invite you up." She smirks.

“Always getting what you want makes you complacent. It’s what keeps people like me in business.” Sevika gives a couple quick honks in acknowledgement on the car horn at the tow crew.

beep beep beep

“Never had an issue accepting my lot in life. Just want the best for my people. Never really wanted to be someone in charge either.” Sevika changes gears absentmindedly and catches a glimpse of Mel in the mirror when she checks her blind spots.

“That’s not what I mean about the poaching. You can absolutely hire me or the MC for work. Surveillance, security, transportation, sex work, booze, drugs whatever.” She rolls her neck, trying to work out a kink and still be a responsible driver.

“But I’m not out here busting my ass to make myself rich. I live in a one bedroom apartment that I don’t pay for parking at and most of my personal money goes towards stocking my fridge with quick meals so that the kid that called me a minute ago has something to eat when she raids my house for pocket change and my weed.”

Occasionally Sevika would have a couple hundred extra bucks she could use to upgrade her wheels or afford a nice dinner. But not often.

She looks over at Mel, hoping to judge whether or not the other woman was still listening. “My point is that at the end of the day I don’t care what I have to do to make sure my people’s needs are met. I’ll break bones, shake hands, pull up, seduce politicians… but my values and my loyalty are unshakable.”

As Sevika shifts gears again she ghosts her fingertips over Mel’s thigh before setting her hand back on the wheel.

“I do want to shift gears to this other train of thought though. Not the manipulation. Don’t have time for that shit. Waste of time.”

Sevika clears her throat and guides the vehicle into a turn as she clarifies. “But if we’re talking about rest I can honestly say that I sleep better after an orgasm or two.” She shoots Mel a loaded look and chuckles.

if she needs me to be more direct than this I’m pulling this car over AGAIN and shutting her up

"That’s where you're wrong,” Mel says, contradicting Sevika confidently. “It makes me think bigger. I'm David always searching for a bigger Goliath." Mel says, and doesn't look back at her while she's ranting but hums along.

"It's a lot easier to make sure your people are fed when you have a steady stream of cash flow." She points out, but it's not a criticism, simply a fact.

"Morals are arbitrary lines in the sand that a person decide in the moment." She hums. The brush of fingers against her thigh bring her attention back to Sevika.

"Well,” Mel says, “it sounds like you have your plans for the rest of the night settled." While the look didn't go over her head, she pretends it does. If Sevika would like to come up and blow off some steam. She would have to ask like a good girl.

Sevika snorts “Wouldn’t expect a Noxian to compare herself to David when Noxus is a nation built on taking from others.”

“And you’re wrong about Morals. They’re not arbitrary at all. Supposed to be the solid foundation you make decisions off of. They’re what set humanity apart from monsters.”

“But hell, what do I know? Ain’t here to play politics. Don’t have the patience for it.” Sevika presses a button on the car stereo and is greeted by music blasting full volume out of the speakers.

The cacophony lasts but a couple seconds but the string of shouted curses from Sevika don’t let up when the music is turned down.

fucking jinx. Kid is always messing with my shit

“-mother FUCKING punk ass BRAT!” Sevika takes a deep breath in an effort to collect herself. “I need to calm down. I’m an adult”

"I've found the people of Piltover get nervous when you remind them how powerful Noxus is." Mel hums and looks away from the window for a moment to smirk at the Zaunite woman.

"But something tells me. You don't get nervous easily." Mel leans her elbow on the center console and rests her chin on the hand. She listened to the woman talk and hums.

Sevika was different from any woman she's ever spoken to. Her eyes widen slightly as the music blares out but that's the only indication of her shock at the noise. She sits up straight in her seat again. She can't help the giggle as Sevika loses her shit and then quickly composes herself.

The sound of Mel’s laugh is infectious. Sevika finds that instead of still being pissed off she’s actually… fine? She wants to hear Mel’s laugh again. And that thought stops her in her tracks.

been awhile since someone had me thinking like this

She shakes her head, as if to swat away her wandering thoughts like flies on a hot day. “Y’know what? Maybe no music. You’ve been full of questions tonight. My turn.” A quirked eyebrow is the only indication that it’s an actual request instead of a demand.

Mel clears her throat and tries to school her back to a more neutral expression, but the mirth still plays on her lips. "Oh? And what questions do you have for House Medarda?" She raises an eyebrow and shifts so she's facing Sevika almost head on.

“Don’t have questions for House Medarda, just you Princess.” Sevika meets Mel’s sharp green eyes and winks at her. “Wanna know what you want to happen when you let me through your door tonight.” “Like knowing what I’m getting into s’all”

Mel’s smirk widens at the wink from the other woman and pulls a compact out of her purse to check her reflection. As if Mel Medara ever looked anything but composed.

She snaps the compact closed and lazily looks back over at Sevika. "And who said that I'm letting you in my door? No one has asked to come up yet." She points out.

“Gonna make me beg or will a ‘please’ do?” Sevika asks as she guides the car down a much nicer road than the ones they’d started their journey on.

“Cuz I have to disappoint you but you won’t find me begging for much. But if you’re just looking for a ‘please pretty woman, invite me up to your suite and I promise to eat your pussy till your legs shake’…”

“I guess I can repeat myself but what a waste of breath,” the taller woman finishes.

"Well, I wasn't going to make you beg, but now you have my curiosity peaked to see how long it would take." Mel hums and pulls another spliff from her case.

"Now, how could I possibly say say no when you asked so nicely. When you get to my building, go around back and I'll key you into the garage." She says and places the spliff between her lips.

“Yes ma’am,” Sevika steers the glossy car through the night and holds a lighter out for Mel, not bothering to ask this time. “Gonna need a minute to check in with my guys when we get there. Make sure your car got to the shop without any issues.”

Her fingers flex on the steering wheel. “Then, you’ve got my undivided attention Miss Medarda.” Sevika drops her voice to a low rumble and smirks at Mel.

“Still think you can handle more than one ride tonight?”

Mel leans forward and looks up at Sevika through her lashes as she inhales. The cherry burning as bright as the arousal building in her abdomen. "All work and no play," Mel tsks playfully before sitting back in her seat to smoke her spliff.

When Sevika pulls up to the garage, she unbuckles her seatbelt, grabs her purse and climbs over Sevika to roll the window down. Once the window is down, she practically crawls into Sevika lap, so that she can reach the machine. Once halfway out the window, she starts rummaging through her bag for her keys.

"Oh I can definitely handle more than one." She purrs.

“Complain about my work ethic all you want but you’ll be grateful your car makes it back to you in perfect shape tomorrow.” Sevika wraps her right arm around Mel’s waist to help her ease back into the car and fully settle across her lap. Why bother returning Mel to her own seat?

“Might hold you to that sweetheart.” Sevika says, “been a while since someone could keep up with me.” “Do I need to park anywhere in particular?”

"I'm not complaining. I'm observing." She giggles and presses the fob on her keys against the gate. She makes a small noise of surprise as Sevika settles her into her lap and drives into the garage.

"Better not be the only thing you're holding against me tonight." Mel says, and with a smirk leans forward to press a string of kisses along Sevika's jaw.

"Follow the ramp all the way down." She whispers in the driver’s ear. "The bottom floor is where I keep my personal collection."

Sevika swallows a sigh when Mel’s lips touch her and follows the arrows of the parking structure. Goosebumps prickles along Sevika’s neck as she follows Mel’s whispered instructions. The car smells of tobacco and weed and Sevika is so incredibly aware of the warm press of Mel’s body against hers.

She tilts her head to the right slightly to give Mel better access to her neck and steers the car into an empty stall. Only when the vehicle is in park and the ignition is off does Sevika make eye contact with Mel.

She shifts slightly to grab a lever on the side of the seat next to the driver's door and snaps the seat at an incline.

Another pull of a lever and she’s pushing the seat back as far as it goes in one smooth motion, keeping her good arm wrapped around Mel to keep her from getting too jostled around. “Enough teasing me,” she growls softly. “come here.”

Mel smirks against the skin of the woman's neck as she feels the goosebumps rise from the absence of her lips. It was very impressive that Sevika could drive and park so well with Mel not only in her lap but pressing kisses into her skin.

"I'm already in your lap, how much closer would you like, Sevika." she teases. As she settles into a straddle across Sevika's lap, Mel’s skirt puddles in between them.

Instead of responding with words Sevika wraps her prosthetic arm firmly around Mel’s waist and pulls her flush against her own body.

Her lips capture Mel’s in a slow kiss and it fans the flame already burning inside her. “Closer won’t be enough until my fingers are inside you doll.”

Mel makes a small sound of delight as she's pulled flush against Sevika. Her hands slide into Sevika's hair as they kiss slowly.

Despite Mel wanting nothing more than to ride the woman's face, right here right now. Part of her wants to hear Sevika beg to taste her.

"That can be arranged." She says and nips at Sevika's bottom lip

The pull of Mel’s teeth on her lower lip is enough to drive Sevika to the edge of her self-control.

“Arrange it then.” The words come out gruffer than she means but she won’t apologize.

Sevika takes a long moment pressing her own set of kisses and nips along Mel’s neck.

"Oh Lovey, you're going to have to learn some patience." She laughs. Mel gathers the front of her skirt and reaches between her legs to snap open the buttons on her catsuit.

She never bothered with panties when she was wearing a catsuit, simply too much fabric. So Sevika gets a glimpse of her bare pussy before she drops the fabric to pool in Sevika's lap again. "Do you expect me to do everything?"

“Preach about patience some other time, will ya?” Sevika says, eyes lazily trailing the movement of Mel’s hands. “I just saw the prettiest pussy,” her voice is low now, almost reverent.

Her mouth goes dry as she wonders what Mel will taste like on her tongue. Sevika holds eye contact with the woman atop her as she inches her right hand up the other woman’s thigh.

Her thumb slides against warm skin and presses firmly on the bundle of nerves her hand seeks. Sevika smiles wickedly when she feels the slick between Mel’s legs.

“Do I look like someone who’s gonna make you do all the work Princess?”

"Patience is a key tenet to Noxian philosophy." Mel smirks and watches Sevika's eyes trailing down her front. When their eyes meet again, Mel winks and grinds her hips down against Sevika's lap.

Her eyes fall shut and she lets her head fall back as Sevika's thumb teases her clit.

“I think you've been a lot of talk so far." Mel pants, still managing to keep her composure at least verbally.

“If you’re trying to rile me up it’s working.” Her words some out breathy as Sevika watches Mel’s head fall back.

no more talking

Sevika presses lips and teeth to the expanse of Mel’s exposed throat as her fingers work at the bud under her fingers.

She relishes in the way Mel’s hips rock against the palm of her hands, seeking more friction. Sevika stifles a groan when she slides two fingers through the wet folds of Mel’s lips.

“Shit, Princess. This for me?” She doesn’t wait for a response, choosing instead to ease into the other woman with one finger. She finds no resistance to her penetration and slowly pumps into the wet warmth of Mel’s body.

“What was that about that Noxian patience?” Sevika teases, “I can always stop” Her hands still and she pulls away enough to see Mel’s face.

Mel pulls on Sevika's hair roughly and looks her in the eyes. "Leave no marks." She says and it's not a request but Mel is sure that Sevika is going to obey.

"You're not the only one who experiences bouts of celibacy." She murmurs as she rolls her hips again once Sevika finally presses a finger into her.

"Weren't you the one that was just begging to be inside me?" She raises an eyebrow. Her pupils were heavily dilated and her cheeks flushed but otherwise, perfectly composed. She starts to reach for her phone.

"I can always call someone else." Mel says with a smirk.

Sevika scowls up at Mel, realizing that words won’t get her anywhere with this woman. Channelling her frustration into something useful Sevika pulls out of Mel long enough to reposition herself.

One finger becomes two and Sevika doesn’t bother being gentle as she pumps into Mel again. Her fingers curl into that sweet spot and Sevika stops bothering to keep up with anything except the rocking of Mel’s hips and the lust burning in her green eyes.

Mel can't help but giggle at the scowl and she's about to lean back up to kiss it away when Sevika easily maneuvers her back into her lap and is slamming two thick fingers back into her. She moans loudly and as she's filled in a way she simply never has been before. Her hips start to move on their own accord fucking herself onto Sevika's thick finger.

"Oh Janna..." she murmurs and presses their mouths together again.

Sevika’s metal hand curls around Mel’s waist, mindful not to bruise skin. The councilor made it abundantly clear that Sevika wasn’t allowed to leave marks. She would listen this time

The wet sounds of Mel around her fingers and god the noises she was making fill the car as Sevika revels in the thrill of learning a new lover. She helps Mel keep a steady rhythm with and kisses her relentlessly as their movements sway the car ever so slightly.

If Sevika could see anything but the bliss in Mel’s eyes she might have noticed the windows fogging but she was utterly entranced. The only thoughts in her mind were focused on bringing Mel to her climax.

Mel was glad she preached the Noxian practice of patience and not Stamina, because after two spliffs and Sevika fucking her relentlessly Mel can feel her orgasm building in her abdomen. Her hand presses against the window to steady herself while she rides the woman.

“Godamn woman you are fucking gorgeous.” Sevika looks up at Mel as her hand seeks purchase against the cool glass of the window. She wants to tell Mel that she’s got a rule against handprints on her windows.

fuck the windows

How could Sevika possibly tell the woman ‘no’ when she’s sitting so pretty in her lap.

"Fuck, I'm close. Curl your fingers just like that,” Mel pants, and bites her lip knowing that she was not going to last much longer. "Come on, fuck me like you want to." She leans forward to pant into her ear and give Sevika a better angle inside of her.

Sevika’s eyes flutter closed as Mel leans closer, a moan escaping her own throat. She curls her fingers obediently, dropping her head to press kisses onto Mel’s shoulder and up her neck. She can feel how tight the other woman is wound and smiles against her dark skin.

Her metal hand drifts from Mel’s hip up her waist, hoping the contrast of cool metal feels good against her skin. “Come on pretty girl,” she whispers into Mel’s ear “I know you’re close.” She nips at her earlobe, “Let go, I’ve got you.”

"So turned on just from fucking me." Mel purrs, and despite how close she is, she's still the picture of composure. She presses her face into Sevika's neck and moans quietly.

Her body tenses as her orgasm rushes over her and her whole body tenses and slows, riding out her orgasm til she collapses against Sevika's chest.

As the aftershocks of pleasure shudder through Mel, Sevika slowly eases out of her. She pops the two fingers covered in the other woman’s slick into her mouth, finally savoring a chance to taste her

“Shit Medarda…” She turns her head slightly to press a soft kiss above Mel’s ear as she regains her breath. Sevika was never very good at what comes after sex. But she feels compelled to wrap her arms around Mel and settle back into the seat in silence.

Her ears still ring with the echoes of Mel’s moans and teasing words and Sevika takes a deep breath to clear her mind. There was still work to do.

"Close enough for you?" Mel smirks and moves back into her seat as she comes down from her orgasm.

"You will, unfortunately have to wait till we get upstairs. I have no problem getting fucked in a car as sexy as this one, but I draw the line on getting on my knees in a footwell." She says and tilts her head to look at the back seat.

"And it looks like your backseat isn't big enough for you, let alone both of us." She chuckles and pulls her compact out of her purse again and adjusts her lipstick that had smeared slightly.

"Unless you're dying to get back to fix my car." She snaps the compact shut.

Sevika shakes her head in disbelief at the woman sliding back into her own seat. “Something something, patience is a virtue.”

Sevika pulls her phone out and sends a series of quick texts:

[To: Bitch Baby Mechanic] Car better be washed. Need you to swap a part out {insert part number} Don’t fuck it up.

[To: Jinx] I know you’re raiding my fridge you ass. At least lock the door behind you when you leave this time.

[To: Elora] Your boss is home safe. Someone will be by tomorrow to drop off the car.

“I'm just letting you know the plan." Mel smirks and pulls her phone out to check what she's missed since her car broke down.

[To: Boss Bitch] I know how to do my job.

[To: Lefty] Where even r u?

[To: Sevika (ZA)] Much appreciated Sevika. Consider us even.

[To: Jinx] Got a gig Nosey. Tell you about it when I drop you at class

[To: Elora] Dunno if we’ll ever really be even but it’s always a pleasure.

Sevika slips her phone back into her pocket and cracks her neck before speaking. “Officially off the clock now. You wanna show me up to your place?”

Sevika stretches out her legs, shooting a sideways smile in Mel’s direction. “I’d like to get back to what we started… but it’s not too late to call it a night.”

She didn’t want to go home without tasting Mel on her tongue but Sevika had no illusions about who was calling the shots tonight.

[To: Lefty] Sweet, imma invite Ekko over 2 ur place.

"Oh so glad you can finally squeeze me in,” Mel says with a smirk. Her eyes follow the length of Sevika's legs and she lets herself imagine just how strong those thighs were.

"The other key Noxian Tenet I was raised on was stamina." She says and climbs out the door and leads Sevika to the elevator and inserts her key to take them to the penthouse. The door opens to a lavishly furnished penthouse apartment.

The apartment was adorned in red and gold and three of her four walls were floor to ceiling windows.

"Welcome to House Medarda.”

Thank you for reading!