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Warnings: g!p Sevika, wolf!hybrid and bunny!hybrid, animalistic features and behaviours, ABO Universe, nipple play, size kink, reader is in heat, unprotected piv sex, breeding + breeding kink, gentle Sevika, praise kink, creampie, cock warming + aftercare!
For the first time in your life you had an Alpha to help soothe your heat, make the ache go away, to fulfill that primal need to be bred. The bruises on your hips and wrists ached in the best way possible, reminding you of the strong wolf hybrid that scented, tracked and marked you against your will because she knew what your body needed even when you didn't. Said wolf hybrid however won't leave you alone, with her claiming bite mark on your neck you couldn't expect Sevika to leave and she didn't. In fact all she's done since is try to calm your mind... and heat.
Over and over again.
The mere thought and memories of the past few days spent tangled in the sheets is enough to have your scent sweetening like honey, which Sevika picks up on immediately and is instantly at the bedroom door, ready to provide. "What do you need bunny? I got you... just tell me what you need." Within seconds she's on you, laying on top of you, her weight grounding you. She pushes a comforting scent to soothe you, purring low as she kisses the mark on your neck. Her mark.
"I'm okay... I was thinking about... well..." No matter how soothing, how reassuring she'd been since that first night you were still so shy around her, which was understandable considering her aura, energy and... well she was fucking hot.
"Mmm I know bun. I know exactly what my bunny needs." She kisses her way down your collarbone, claws extending to carefully rip off your nightgown. The third one she's ripped this week. "Good girl bunny, gonna breed you again. Get you nice 'n full for me." Pulling the fabric away she strips your, baring your skin to the cold air of the cabin. Instantly your nipples pebble, hard and inviting as the waft of your arousal hits Sevika.
Unable to hold back her mouth encloses around one of your peaks, sucking and nipping the sensitive nub as her own hands work to get rid of her pants. Despite fumbling with her belt her mouth never falters, she laps, nips and sucks at your breast like it's her favourite meal on the planet. Once her pants are off and she's free her length slaps against her lower stomach, smearing pre cum over the curling thick hairs of her happy trail. If there was one thing Sevika was always ready to provide, it was a good breeding. "Please 'vika... need you..."
That breathless, quiet whimpering was music to her ears, she loved how easily you've submitted to her since she claimed you, loves how much you need her even if you're shy about admitting it. "I got you bunny, I've got you. Lie nice 'n pretty for me while I make it all better, okay?" Licking her way back up to your neck she bites down on the mark she gave you, re-claiming you again. Reminding you exactly who you belong to and that she will always take care of you... Sevika would never admit it but you bring out a softer side to her when you're needy like this.
Her large hands grip your plump thighs bringing them up around her hips as she lines herself up, dragging her cock through your slick, weeping cunt. "Breathe for me bun, let me in..." her tip leaks pre cum, mixing with your own wetness as she brushes her mushroom tip over your clit, encouraging you to relax and let her in. Even though she's bred you multiple times by now you're still so tiny, or she's just so large... Either way it's always a tight fit.
Sevika pushes your thighs up towards your chest opening you up wider for her. The tip nudges your opening, the scent of you overwhelming her senses as she holds back from ravaging you... again. A low, pained grunt escapes her lips as her hips buck, forcing another inch inside. Your slick weeps out around her shaft, creating enough natural lubricant for her to slide right in- though she remains slow, gentle.
"Bigggg stretch... good girl letting me in. Gonna get you bred nice 'n proper." Her hips retreat before pushing forward once more, repeating it over and over, going an inch deeper each time until she's fully sheathed inside your warm heat. Keeping your spread open Sevika finds a rhythm, pulling out until just the tip remains before sliding back home. Her bulbous tip stretches you out nice and deep, the head bullying you g-spot with each snap of her hips, earning her those pathetic little whines and squeaks from your lips.
"V-vika!" Calling her name is the only word you can form, all other thoughts are clouded with pleasure as she keeps you nice and full, soothing the ache that was lingering from your heat. Sevika leans down to kiss your neck, pressing soft, gentle kisses on your sticky, sweaty skin in time with her thrusts. She continues her kisses upwards until she reaches your twitching nose, tiny and scrunching up with pleasure as each time she bottoms out. "Cute little thing..."
Her weight keeps you grounded, trapped beneath her unable to do anything but take it. It's exactly where you want to be. The wet 'plap plap plap' of your pussy is obscene as her shaft forces the air out of you. If you had any semblance of thought you'd be embarrassed by how needy your heat sounds, though thoughts were long gone in your mind. All your brain was screaming was 'breed breed breed' like it always does when Sevika is around, flooding your senses with her.
Her scent wraps around you like a warm blanket, dominating your own sweet scent with hers. It was musky, like woodsmoke and whiskey. Sevika notices how far gone you are, your little "Uh uh uhh's" panting in her ear with each buck of her hips. To ground you she starts to purr, low and soothing in your ear as she grinds into you now, keeping herself deep and your heat full. "Doing so good for me bunny. I'm so close, gonna fill this belly up."
Bringing one hand down between the apex of your thighs she thumbs your clit, smirking and purring louder to soothe you when your hips buck and twitch from the sensitivity. "Cum for me bun, come on baby please... give it to me." It's all too much, too good. Sevika holds you close, purring and pressing soft kisses to any skin available to her as she brings you to the edge. There's no rush in her movements, no need to get you to finish right now and that's what does it. No expectation, no pressure, no demanding, only gentle coaxing, as if she wants to see you fall apart.
God you do. Hard.
Sevika picks up the pace again when your tight heat pulses and contracts around her cock. Her thumb is still going, working you through your orgasm as her own builds, cock twitching inside you with the primal urge to fill you up. "Good girl bunny, god you're so pretty like this bun..." her praise only heightens your pleasure, sending shockwaves through every nerve ending. Eventually Sevika stops holding back and lets go, she gives all of it to you. The warmth of her seed filling you up and settling in your belly has you whimpering, tears streaming down your cheeks from the ecstasy of finally fulfilling that need, the ache that's been lingering.
Wrapping your legs around her hips Sevika finally lays down, keeping you close, still inside you as she brings you back down to earth. "There's my girl. You did such a good job, bunny. I'm so proud of you." Her praises don't stop. Whispers in your ear along with the scent she's pushing- it's comforting. Warm and homey like she knows exactly what you need after being so thoroughly ravished. Low, quiet purrs in your ears, her chest rumbling against yours, soothing any fears or worries you might have.
This version of Sevika was a stark difference to the one who tracked you down, broke in and took what she wanted. Though that was exactly what you needed, a strong alpha able to do both and give you what you need before you realise you need it.
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Get home quickly. That was all that was running through your mind as you take the familiar route through the forest back to your little cottage. Being an Omega, unclaimed and unscented was hard, being an unclaimed, unscented bunny hybrid was even worse.
Especially in a town full of Alpha wolf hybrids.
Living out on the outskirts of town was easier, quieter, and most importantly? Safer. Or so you thought....
What you hadn't picked up on was your changing scent, with your heat approaching your pheromones were all over the place and the stench was strong. Strong enough for Sevika to pick up on and track. Following you a few paces behind her nose twitches each time the wind blows, wafting your scent towards her twitching nose. "Gonna get you bunny..." she grunts mostly to herself while she watches your cute little ears twitch with every snapped twig or ruffle of leaves.
You were nervous.
As you should be, even if you weren't aware you were being hunted you were, it didn't necessarily mean you were in danger... not life threatening danger anyway. Sevika knew you were hers the minute she picked up your scent, having not even seen you she knew. It was just a pleasant bonus you were a cute little bunny, all soft and plump, petite, easy to manhandle and overpower. In heat and easy to breed... she had to claim you before anyone else had, it was a wonder you'd managed to slip past all the Alpha's in town for this long, but not anymore.
Stupid little bunny. Sevika watched you as you slipped into your cottage and leave the door unlocked, she'd of heard the click of the lock her ears were impeccable, and there was no click. Maybe claiming you would be easier than she thought? Though she would wait, wait for the perfect opportunity to pounce, right now you were still a little on edge- she could smell it. So, being patient, a wolf ready to pounce she settles down, hidden with a perfect view through your bedroom window and waits.
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The evening was quiet, the kind of calm evening you loved where you could curl up by the fire and read and not worry about tomorrow- until it wasn't. Your front door flew open the hinges whining in protest, the handle slamming against the wall with so much force it left a cracked in the plasterboard. "No running bunny." She chuckles at your trembling form, watching your eyes dart to every possible exit. The window. The hallway. You could try to run, she loved the hunt but she'd win everytime.
"Get o-out!" Your voice trembles and breaks more than you'd like it to, your body reponds in a way it definitely shouldn't be. You could already feel your pussy getting slick from the dominant presence of the wolf hybrid who just broke in, your hormones raging beneath the surface with only one goal. Breed. Breed. Breed. It was a natrual instinct you had, something that was unstoppable and completely unhinged considering this wolf just broke into your home.
"Nice cottage bunny, a little small but I can work with it." She walks closer, confident in her stride unlike others who approach you like you'll run if they get too close. You should run. But you don't. You can't. "Wh-what do you want from me?"
Sevika chuckles as she stops right infront of you, tipping your chin up, forcing you to look her in the eye. "It's simple bun, I want you. And I'm going to have you... so you can be a good bunny and make this easy, or I'll take what I want even if you fight." This was the moment you had to make a decision, fight of flight, run and try to escape the inevitable, or lay down and take it like a good girl... fuck that. It was your life, even if she was intoxicatingly beautiful with bright grey eyes which contrasted with her darker skin which was covered with thick dark hair. Muscles bulging beneath the skin, rippling and ready to go.
Sevika could see the war waging in your eyes. The defiance. A slow, lazing smirk pulls at her lips. You're going to fight it, that's okay... she loves the fight. Her girl won't lay down and take it. Good girl. "So what will it be-" Her head swings to the side, not from the impact of your little slap, but from the sheer audacity and shock that such a sma thing dared to slap her. "Well... I see you've made your choice bun."
And with that she pounces, moving quicker than you can react, you struggle, punching and scratching at her forearm which was now wrapped around your throat and cutting off your air. Her other arm was heavy around your waist, pulling and dragging you down the hallway towards the bedroom. "Let me go! Let me go!" You shout over and over, heels digging into the ground as you desperately try to escape her hold. Sevika groans in pleasure as your teeth sink into the skin of her arm. "Bold bunny, bold little thing."
Despite your attempts to fight her off she easily manhandles you, throwing you down onto the bed. Before you have a chance to get up and run she's on top of you, her full weight pressing you down into the mattress keeping you captive. "Stop! Please don't do this pl-please..." your scratches and punches and slaps grow weaker as your mind and body start to give up, Sevika doesn't let her guard down though. With one swift movement she pins both wrists above your head with one hand, the other working quickly to rip off your clothes. "Gotta bunny, you need to be bred. You can't smell that needy cunt weeping for me? I know you can feel it bunny, you're soaked."
Sevika easily holds your wriggling, squirming body down as she strips you, revealing your soft, plump body for her eyes to feast on. You were perfect, more perfect than she had imagined. Full, perky tits with nipples which were already hardening against your will. Thighs squeezing together to try and hide your perfect little cunt which was indeed soaked, drooling arousal from your tight clenching hole. "Wh-why me?..."
You stop fighting and start wondering. Why did she pick you? Why not go into town and claim a willing bunny? She was attractive enough to have any bunny she wanted, so why you? "Oh you don't see it, do you? You're perfect bunny, you'll look even more perfect with my mark on your neck and a swollen belly carrying my litter hm?" Her eyes meet yours, her hand slowly releasing your wrists. The warning in her eyes was clear as day, 'don't run, you can try but I won't be letting you go.'
Unfortunately your body listens to her silent command and you remain still as she strips herself off and holy shit your cunt weeps arousal at the sight. Her muscles were sculpted, defined and oh so hot, dark hair littered her entire body but especially on her lower stomach where it trailed down to her cock which hung thick and heavy between her thighs. She was huge, there was no doubt about it- she wouldn't fit, there was no chance in hell that was fitting inside your tiny cunt.
Sevika chuckles, like she can hear your thoughts. "I'll make it fit bunny." And with that she grabs your calves, pushing them back until your ankles are right next to your ears. No foreplay, no caressing touches. Breed. That was all that was going through Sevika's mind... and yours. "It's... it's t-too big..."
You whine as she drags the mushroom tip of her cock through your folds, soaking her cock with your juices before pressing against your entrance, sinking into you. All you could do was take it, her hands had a bruising grip on your ankles, her heavy body weighing you down. With every inch you whine louder, your drooling, slick hole stretching wider as she sinks herself deeper inside you. "Too biggg..."
Sevika groans, letting out a low growl as you tighten around her, forcing her to stop. "Relax bunny, let me in. I'll make you so pretty and swollen just fucking let me in-" the second your hole relaxes at the though of being bred she sinks the rest of the way in. Sevika slowly thrusts in and out, you can't help but moan as her cock drags over every senstive inch of your inner walls, the tip of her cock bullying your g-spot with each precise thrust of her hips. "Nghhh it's... it- oh my god..."
Sevika growls with satisfaction as you finally, finally relax, letting her in. She could see your lower stomach bulging with each deep thrust of her cock, it twitches at the mere through of her being so deep inside you. "Fuck... take it f' me bunny that's it... gonna breed this pussy 'til your dripping for days." She revels in the little squeal of pleasure that escapes your lips when she picks up the pace. She wasn't trying to make you feel good anymore- this was raw, pure breeding- primal instinct.
She flips you over onto your knees, pressing your face down into the bed by the back of your neck in way that someone would handle a puppy by the scruff of it's neck. All you can do is whine and drool onto your sheets as your whole body bounces with each harsh snap of her hips. Your hands fist into the sheets as Sevika pummels deep into your cunt, hitting that sweet spot each time, sending blinding waves of pleasure throughout your entire body.
"So fuckin' pretty- look at you bunny." Sevika moans, grinding her cock into you as she watches your ass jiggle with each hard pump of her cock. She presses her whole body weight into your back as she humps into you, thinking about nothing other than claiming and breeding you. Your cunt tightens around her as your own orgasm quickly approaches, your pussy drooling around her shaft, leaking down your inner thighs so prettily. "Come on bun, make a mess, cum on my cock- ah fuck there we go..."
You let out a high pitched, needy whine as you let go, thighs shaking as your knees threaten to give out- which they do as your orgam ripples through your body. Every nerve ending was on fire as she pounded you through it, never letting up. Instead she holds you down by your lower back and fucks you impossibly deeper into the mattress, hips snapping against the soft flesh of your ass as she grinds down into you. "Gonna breed you bunny, fill this tummy up with my seed and pups, you're gonna take it aren't ya?"
As your orgasm fades and the oversensitive creeps in, so does the doubt. You struggle beneath her, kicking and crying as you try to get away- you weren't ready to claimed and tied down. "Ah ah- no you aren't fighting me now bunny. Take it like a good girl, gonna be such a pretty mama..." Sevika grips your hair, pulling your head back and crashes her lips to yours, groaning into your mouth as her hips twitch and still as she shoots her load deep into your tummy. Instinctively your hold clenches around her, trapping her inside as she seeps her load into you.
And you were kissing her back. Despite the tears, the drool, the fight... your body wanted it, even if your mind didn't.
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When you wake the next morning, your whole body aches deep to the bone. Your wrists and ankles were bruised, a pretty shade of purple to match the bruises on your hips. As you shift, seeking Sevika's warmth her seed seeps out of your hole, dribbling down your inner thighs. Sevika pulls you close and only then do you see the damaged you'd inflicted on her- even though she moaned when you did.... crazy woman. Deep red scratches littered her arms along with a pretty decent sized bite mark.
Her arms that were wrapped around you pull you closer, trapping you agaisnt her large, warm body and instinctively you bury your face into her chest, curling up into her. Maybe, just maybe it wouldn't be so bad....
I'm totally reposting this for no reason. I'm absolutely not reposting it so you can get a refresher. Definitely not reposting it because part two is coming... I would never do that.
hey, i didn’t mean to offend you with the grammatical correction, and neither do i expect you to be perfect, but I guess I understand why you reacted to it by getting defensive/taking it in a negtive way. You must be getting a lot of rude, unnecessary asks, but I genuinely wrote that in a 'we learn something new everyday, and that's okay' context. There was no intent of expecting you to write like a NYC bestseller behind it. I guess social media makes every neutral comment passed to us seem like an attack.
I think most writers get hate and or unnecessary asks, I know I do.
I'm not being defensive I just think it was an unnecessary nit-pick. Personally I don't think it's needed unless a writer explicitly asks for corrections or how to improve their writing. I know I could never dream about going into somebody's asks and correcting them because you never know the back story.
And its not a 'learning something new everyday' moment. I'm grown and fully aware of the difference between the two though I do often write late in the evenings and if you've been on my page for a long enough you'd know I struggle a lot with depression- so sometimes I'm writing when I'm not in the headspace to because I want to give you guys something to read. In no way shape or form am I blaming my readers a majority of you are so understanding and its my fault that I write when I'm tired or what not.
Either way, for me it was rude, maybe it's not to you and that's fine. People have feelings and that's valid. I'm quite sensitive so maybe it's my fault. 🤷🏻♀️
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Synopsis: Sevika truly can't help herself when it comes to you. Anything you do, no matter what it is... she can't help herself. So, when she smells your shampoo and notices you're taking a shower, it's her favourite pass time.
Sevika was almost positive you'd left the bathroom door open on purpose. Steam bellowed through the crack of the bathroom door, wafting the scent of your strawberry shampoo through the whole upstairs. If it wasn't for the loud creak of the door -which admittedly you've been asking her to fix for a while- she could've gotten in undetected. "Sevika... you're not watching me shower! Again!"
"What- well why not? I'm not doin' nothing wrong..." you sigh as she peeks through the curtain her eyes immediately dropping to your tits, wet, dripping, soapy... a fucking tease.
"Because last time I let you watch the bathroom got drenched."
"But it put me in a good mood, didn't it?"
"Sevika-"
"Baby, *please*?"
The problem with Sevika was she had mastered the puppy eyes because she knew they worked on you. Completely unfair. "Fine. But not touching."
With a very loud, exaggerated huff you open the shower curtain completely as Sevika gets herself nice and comfortable, sitting on the toilet with the lid closed... stepping herself down to nothing.
At this point what did you expect? She's an absolute perv -only for you- but a pervert.
Giving her any attention would only have one result and that wouldn't be you finishing your showering peace, that was certain. Instead you ignore her, shampooing your hair as if Sevika isn't sitting there fisting her cock, hips bucking up into her own tugging hand.
She watches every curve, every movement with an honest admiration for you. No matter what you do, how you look, what you wear Sevika can't help but find you beautiful. It's a problem she's come to realise isn't all that bad and she could definitely have worse problems... like a wife who wouldn't put up with her antics.
You do, and that only makes her love you more.
Her small grunts and sounds of her spitting into her hand to jerk herself off easier are barely audible over the running water, but you can hear it. You risk a glance over your shoulder as you rinse your hair, suds of shampoo and bubbles running down your back and over the curve of your ass. Both of her hands are occupied, one desperately holding her cock while she humps into it, the other rolling and tugging her pierced nipple between her fingers.
Fuck. She's pathetic and perverted... but she's so sweet, the only reason she gets like this -so needy and pathetic- is because she loves you so fiercely.
So lost in her own pleasure Sevika doesn't realise you're watching her, not until you turn to face her and lift one ankle onto the side of the bathtub, opening you up for her viewing pleasure. "F-fuck baby... look at you." The sound that escapes her is undeniably a whine. Your big, strong wife reduced to whining and fucking her own hand simply because you're taking a shower... How did you get this lucky?
"Are you close ‘vika?" The whisper escapes you without permission as you cup your own tits, squeezing and turning on your own nipples, bottom lip held captive between your teeth. You're watching each other with lust, love and desperation.
"Can I... oh god baby can I cum? Please?" That little whine, the absolute *need* in the rasp of her voice is too much. With a nod your eyes drop to her cock right as she lets go. It's heavy and thick, painting her stomach with white lines, the creamy, salty goodness pooling in her belly button. "Fuuuck baby..."
Sevika is left panting, watching as you turn off the shower, climbing out of the tub you throw all the towels off the rack onto the now soaked floor. "I hope you enjoyed that, you bad girl." You smirk as you watch her clean herself up with tissue though... she's hardening again. "Seriously?"
Her eyes are dark with lust but also embarrassment. "...you bent over. What am I supposed to do? It just... happens." Giggling you grab her hand and lead her to the bedroom, it was definitely going to be a long night, and you definitely didn't mind.
Synopsis: Since moving out West to take over her father's ranch once he passed, Sevika hadn't quite ventured into town. Life was lonely... quiet and uneventful just how she liked it, but still lonely. Until she met you in the saloon one night, a woman a bit too lonely, meeting a worker who needs to make ends meet... fate had a plan neither of them knew about.
Wc: 2.2k
Warnings: g!p Sevika, sex!worker reader, unprotected sex, nipple play, cock warming, creampie, Sevika is a gentle giant.
His death was a relief, honestly. She never liked the man even if he was her blood. It was the only thing they shared, not their view on morals or lack of on his behalf. So when the letter came in the mail of his passing and that he'd left the ranch she grew up in to her... it almost got torn to shreds.
Against her nature though she decided to move, all the way from the east to the South West.
The ranch was the same as she remembered, only more lived in and worn down. Left the way her father left it the ranch scattered with dirty coffee mugs and stained flooring. Windows left open a crack and the door to farmland outback still stubborn as horse shit to open. This was home... despite all the nightmares that lingered.
People further West were different, louder, rougher, quite frankly rude. And no one seems to bat an eye at it. Walking through town and seeing men brawling outside the saloon at 2pm was apparently normal considering nobody stepped in, not a word spoken. The law was stricter in the East- clearly.
Sevika didn't come into town much over the two months she's been here, mainly coming into town to go to the store or tailors.
"You took it didn't ya? You little shit!"
"No! No I swear mister I ain't taken nothin'!"
Those two voices down the alley caught her attention, the first slurred most likely drunk. The other younger, far younger, it didn't have the gruffness of a grown man yet. At the thought of a kid being in trouble her feet move before her brain has time to second guess itself.
As she'd thought the drunken man had the boy -no older than fourteen- up against the wall of what she's made out to be the saloon, arms across the boy's throat drunkenly accusing the lad of stealing his wallet. "Alright let 'im go. You scared the lad enough."
The minute she puts a hand on his shoulder he shrugs it off and focuses his drunken irritation on her. "He stole my wallet, stay outta this." The threat was weak, so was his body by the looks of it. Swaying side to side, a man who can't hold his liquor.
Without much thought Sevika grabs the scruff of his collar and hauls him towards her, face to face her voice drops quiet- not quiet enough though as the terrified teen can still hear her. "I can promise I hit harder than you. Leave the kid alone, mister and get the hell outta here."
He considers whether it's worth it and decides against it once his eyes actually focus on Sevika. Rough, calloused hands for working. Talk, taller than him by a few inches and a scowl that could make a grown man weep. "Fine. Fine but tell that kid to stay outta my god damn way!"
With a scoff he pushes Sevika off him and scrambles off like a frightened rat. Good.
"You steal it, kid?" She asks as she takes the cigarette from behind her ear and lights it. At first boy shakes his head, adamant he hadn't... it only takes one raised eyebrow for his facade to crumble.
"Yeah... my mama needs it." He admits like it's something to be ashamed of. Though most people down here weren't doing well, or they spent it all on gambling, women or booze.
"Wait 'til they're passed out next time boy." With a nod she leaves him. People did what they had too, it wasn't her business the least she could do was teach him proper.
Smoke curled around her nostrils, blending with the dust in the air kicked up by horses along the road as she passed the saloon. There was no reason for her to go in, she had drink at home and at least then she wouldn't be pestered, bothered by the constant noise and nagging of others... but something inside her pulled her in. Her feet carried her along again before her brain could stop her.
What was with her today? First she was saving little thieves and now she was willing to put herself in the company of others.
As soon as the swinging doors opened the once quiet, easily ignored blare of the live band was now intolerable. Far too loud, far too cheery for Sevika's liking.
This whiskey better be worth it.
At first glance Sevika hadn't noticed you, nor on her second glance of the place. With your corset tight and squeezing your ribs together you blended in with all the other working girls mingling, hoping to reel in a customer to take him upstairs.
You noticed Sevika though, she was hard to miss.
Broad shoulders stretching her jacket taunt, inches taller than the average man you've ever seen in this establishment. Every item of clothing from her shirt to her pants looked as if they were about to burst at the seams- painfully obvious it was from how muscular she was. Mystery woman was your target for tonight... maybe she'd come from out of town? Or she's new in town as you've never seen her in here before.
Most men are pigs, treating you like nothing but a warm hole to fuck and throw money at. Every so often you'd get the odd respectable man... as respected as they could be picking up a working girl in a small town saloon.
And your chance was gone.
Tilly, another working girl, had already slid into the chair next to Sevika, pawing at her bicep, probably winning her over by inflating her ego- it usually worked even if you told a lie or two. However the woman who looked far too tall to be sat in said chair couldn't be any more nonchalant if she tried... in fact you only just realised you were staring.
She was staring right back.
What Sevika told herself would be one drink, turned two, then three. By the fourth she was practically begging you with her eyes to come over and put her out of her misery. Tilly had long gone, moved onto customers more willing to pay and since your staring match you'd hadn't let yourself get any closer to her in fear of the same rejection.
Drinking on the job was ill advised, it lowered ambitions and if you ever needed quick reflexes alcohol would be sure to slow those down.. but you needed a shot or two to prepare yourself for almost certain rejection... maybe. Each time you do sneak a glance at the mysterious woman her eyes are already on you -not your body- you. It was refreshing that somebody seemed more interested in you rather than your body, which was incredible. God had definitely favored you in creation.
"I don't bite darlin', unless you want me to." You'd only risked walking past and close to her table, you hadn't expected her to be the one to make the first move. Let alone be so... forward.
"I'm afraid bitin' isn't permitted honey, might scare off my next client." Instead of taking the seat next to her you prop your hips against the table edge, tracing a finger around the rim of her whiskey.
"No marks allowed, huh? What if I want to keep you all for myself? You're... a sight for sure darlin'." Her head tilts and her lips tug up into an infuriatingly attractive smirk. Was she implying she wanted to keep you? A working girl turned domestic?
That was fantasy for the likes of women like you. 'Ruined' 'Loose' 'Whore'... you weren't housewife material. "I ain't the kinda woman you want to make a wife of, honey-"
Overhearing the conversation a man from the next table over chimes in unwanted. "Damn right you ain't, your place is in here ain't it sweet thing? Only thing you know is bein' a whore."
Silently, without a single word, a single breath Sevika has him pinned to the table, her hand encompassing the back of his neck as his cheeks smushes against the sticky table. "One more word boy. One more disrespectful comment and I'll make sure you get hung for the whole of town to see. You hear?"
His cocky grin is replaced with a small whimper of pain, the sharp waves shooting through his neck as she keeps him pinned, waiting for a response. "Y-yes ma'am. Loud and clear- h-heard!"
"Good. Now disappear before I do it for ya." As soon as her hand lets up he's on his feet and running for the hills. Though Sevika's hands don't stay empty for long, instead she fills them with the plump flesh of your hips.
"Can't stop lookin' at you sugar. I'll make you a housewife. I promise ya that... say yes."
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From what was a hesitant, almost certain to be regretted night in town turned out to be one of the best she's had in a long time. And the most pleasurable.
It would've been easier and a lot quicker for Sevika to take you upstairs in the saloon and have her way with you... though that wasn't what this was. She wasn't paying you and you weren't leaving her once the deed was done. Which is how you ended up in her bed, in her ranch, in her sheets.
"Arghh jesus christ darlin'-" the warm, wet heat of your cunt wrapped around her was pure heaven, one of the best feelings she'd felt in... years. Each drag and roll of your hips sunk her deeper into your warmth, her cock twitching each time your sweet little pussy pulsed around her like it was meant to be there.
"Feels so good honey... so so good..." With your arms around her neck and Sevika's hands on your hips -her favourite place- you used her as leverage to bounce up and down, taking her deep each time.
Seviak wasn't small in any sense of the word, the bulbous, thick head of her cock nudged and teased that sweet spot inside you everytime. Unable to control herself, her hips would buck up to meet yours, forcing herself further into your warm heat. The slick, wet squelch of your pussy sucking her in was obscene, sou loud you'd definitely be embarrassed if you weren't so fucked stupid on her cock. Your pussy weeps and leaks around her, dribbling your arousal onto every inch of skin from her lower stomach to her thighs.
"That's it darlin'. Mark what's yours." Sevika's hands slide from your hips to your ass, spreading your cheeks wider as she guides you up and down when she notices your pace starting to falter. "I got ya, darlin'. Just like that- atta girl..."
Taking control her hips start to move, from uncontrollable twitches to precise, punishing thrusts. Adding to the pure pleasure that is Sevika your hands move to your tits, pinching and rolling your nipples between your fingers as the plump flesh jiggles and bounces with every one of Sevika's forceful thrusts.
In such a short amount of time you were dangerously close, being a working girl sex was a constant thing though it was never in your favor. Those men never, ever took your pleasure into account and Sevika was putting it on a pedestal like it was more important than hers. Every sorce of pleasure thatshe could give you- she was. So lost in grinding down on her and playing with yourself you hadn't even realised one of Sevika's hands had slipped between your thighs to thumb your clit.
Her touch was gentle but firm, the exact right amount of pressure in the exact right spot... your orgasm was ripped from you, stolen in the best way possible. "Ohhh my g-god!" Your trembling thighs clench around hers even as she bucks up into you desperately chasing her own release which was on the brink.
The way your pussy was strangling and pulsing around her shaft, coaxing her orgasm out was too much. Too good. What was she holding out for? Nothing, absolutely nothing has felt this good in so long, so she allows herself to let go, to give it to you. "Gonna knock you up pretty, get you nice 'n round for me darlin'."
Her hand cups your jaw, forcing your eyes to lock on hers as her hips twitch, unloading herself inside you. The warmth spreads through you like a wildfire, unable to be taken back. You were hers now that much was clear. Sevika meant what she said when she told you she'd make a housewife out of you. "Atta girl... take it for me. My pretty girl doin' so good... there we go."
As you come down her hand slides from your jaw, down your collarbone and your spine brushing over every hard ridge. "Gotta get you fed darlin' far too brittle ain't ya? Need my darlin' healthy."
Burying your face into her neck you nod, not moving off her, not wanting to break the moment. Sevika only held you close, making no move to push you off or throw cash at you and kick you out. Maybe it was foolish to think she won't be like the rest of them... but it's worth a shot.
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God forbid a writer is not grammatically correct 100% of the time. The world must be ending.
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Drabble: Inexperienced!Reader giving her first ever blow job to g!p Sevika.
Warnings: Sevika has a dick, slight hair pulling, Sevika finishes in readers mouth.
"Wider pretty girl, gotta get nice 'n wide for me..." Sevika's voice was already strained, hands fumbling with her belt. Never in her life did she think she'd get to have you, especially not ike this -on your knees- looking whoreishly eager to please. "Good girl, tongue out."
Having never done this before you let her take the lead, guiding you through it. When her pants are down enough to free her the heavy, thick length of her cock slaps against her lower stomach leaving trails of pre cum over the happy trail.
At the sight of it your eyes widen a little, looking a little intimidated and that only makes her throb even harder. The head was bulbous, almost thicker than her actual shaft, red and angry demanding attention. "Stay still pretty... there we go that's my girl."
She taps the head of her cock on your awaiting tongue, letting the beads of clear liquid dissolve on your tongue to give you a taste. Her groan of need mixes with your happy little noise when taste her. Musky, salty, a little gross but that was kinda why you liked it...
Unable to hold back much longer, with one hand wrapped around the base she threads her other through your hair, feeding the tip fully into your mouth. "Wrap your lips around it- yeahhh just like that pretty fuck..." her own hand around her cock makes it look an almost... average size though its far from it. Everything about Sevika was huge, that much was clear with the way your jaw ached already.
As the warm, wet heat of you mouth envelopes her shaft, the veins throb and pulse as you experimentally suck, hollowing out your cheeks. "My god you're good at this..." she groans, hips twitching up with need feeding you more of her cock which you take eagerly even as you gag slightly.
With her encouragement you keep going, not worrying about gagging or getting messy as her hand guides your head, bobbing it up and down, up and down on her cock. Drool escapes leaking from the corners of your wide stretched mouth, dribbling down her shaft and gathering at the base- neither of you care.
Sevika had been waiting for so long, waiting for you to be ready. She promised herself if and when she ever manged to have you she'd hold out, manage to last longer than a few minutes though your sloppy, uncoordinated sucking was almost better than a woman practised and trying.
That was her downfall. Whatever you did it had her cock twitching in the warm heaven that was your mouth.
Holding back as much as she can her hips buck, desperate to fuck her cock deep down your throat though she's good. She holds back... until you look up at her with those glassy, teary fucked-out eyes.
As she lets go the salty, musky taste of her gets more pungent, trickling down your throat as you suck and swallow down as much as possible. Sevika fucks up into your mouth, keeping your head still as she drains her orgasm into your willing mouth. "Fuuuck pretty girl... such a good girl..."
Right then and there Sevika knew she was never letting you go. She'd take 1000 messy, uncoordinated blow job's from you with you looking up ather like she hung the moon over the girls from the brothel.
You were hers now. Whether you wanted to be or not.
