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Bimbo!you know the effect you have on her.
Yet you're taking your time. Maintaining eye contact with her as you slowly apply lipstick, letting the red settle on your all nice and pretty.
Sevika groaned, already adjusting her sitting position so the fabric of her boxers don't press against her wetness. The sight of her doing that made a little smile pull at your lips.
"You're cute." You giggled.
"No, you're fuckin' evil." Sevika replied.
You walked over to her, letting your hips sway to each side as you did. You didn't hesitate. Not even for a second when you sat down on her lap, claiming your spot. "Mmm, comfy."
"Comfy," Sevika repeated, scoffingâtrying to act like heat wasn't crawling up her neck at the feeling of your soft plump ass pressing against her.
You pouted, "come on, baby," you ground down, "show me some reaction. Or am I not hot enough anymore?"
You deliberately kissed her nice and slow on the neck, leaving a perfect lipstick print mark there. If Sevika wasn't blushing, she definitely was now. So red that she could put any tomato to shame.
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not proofread, footjob, restaurant setting, big clit!sevika
you and sevika were on a lovely dinner date at a fancy, candle lit restaurant. a location as nice as this was no place for under-the-table-action, right? right. too bad you didn't give two shits.
you had kicked your heel off long ago under the cover of the tablecloth, and moved up to sevika's crotch. with enough nonverbal persuasion you had gotten her to unzip her pants, giving you a perfect chance to rub her clit with your soft foot.
the way your toes circled and rubbed the swollen tip of clit almost made her moan out loud, but she managed to play it off with a well placed cough.
you watched how sevika tried to keep her composure, even when you were rubbing her huge clit inbetween your toes, perfectly lubed from her slick. the firm stroking had her sputtering when the waiter offered a refill for her water, but she handled herself like a gentlewoman. a gentlewoman getting her clit stroked under the table by her lovely girlfriend, that is....
tribbing with sevika who cums a lottt and squirts into reader's pussy đ
not proofread, tribbing, big clit sevika, squirting, slight tit slapping
"oh fuck- yes-!" you moaned as sevika rubbed her pussy on yours. the circles she drew on you with her hips drove you crazy, almost as crazy as her fat clit slipping inbetween your pussylips
"fuck, baby..." sevika groaned, deep and gravelly which made you hump your pussy against her instinctively. there was almost no friction between you two, your pussies leaking all too much to keep any sort of grit. yet it felt so fucking good, like one big, long orgasm.
sevika gave your bouncing tits a soft slap, watching the flesh jiggle while she bit her lip and smiled, moaning deep in her throat. suddenly sevika sped up her tribbing, fucking her pussy into yours with a newfound vigor. you cried out and gripped onto the sheets with all your might, your eyes rolling back as you couldn't help but squirt all over both your pussies.
sevika felt her own orgasm knocking and immidiately pulled away. she kept you spread eagle, furiously rubbing her palm over your clit to make you cum as long as possible. with her other hand she spread your cunt open, squatting over you and aiming her release into your fluttering cavity, filling you up with her squirt...
a/n: learned some things about myself tonight. this oneâs for the boob girls.
tags: : lactation kÂĄnk, heavy nipple play, needy!sub!sevika, dom!top!reader, scissoring, praise, bush, heavy focus on boobs, body whorship, fluff, porn w/ plot, domesticated life, perv!sevika, marriage, pet names used
not proofread
after putting down your baby girl in her room you step back to watch her round plush face softly rise and fall. itâs been a long day; it been two weeks since you and sevika mutually decided it was time to stop breastfeeding. around three months after celebrating her fist birthday, both of you felt that it was time to let your baby grow into a new more independent stage in her life.
that didnât mean it came with zero cons. each day is now filled with harsh and incessant cries, and even worse your body is still producing milk. routinely you pump in secret as to not rile up your daughter.
blowing your baby one last kiss, you double check to make sure your nanny cam is working before sauntering off to your shared bedroom. your wife laid on her back, the outline of her thick legs outlined by the pale moonlight washing over her toned large body. sevika wore nothing but a small crop top and thin boxer shorts, with so much under-boob you could see where her areolas end.
âoh you finally got her to sleep?â sevika grins up at you.
âi amaze myself sometimes.â you plop next to her, softly wincing from the pain of your full boobs. the fullness making them sway underneath your big tee. sevika wraps a free hand around your lower back, her other hand slightly raised as she watches a youtube livestream of a womenâs ufc matchâor she tried to, at least.
the problem is the way your boobs looked: they were absolutely agonizing.
although sevika was more neutral about you stopping; she couldnât lie, she loved how heavy your breast became, or the way your nipples grew and hardened. so badly she wanted to wrap her tongue around your protruding nubs, licking slow flat circles lightly sucking between passes. of course, sheâd never attempt anything, sheâs too worried that you might judge her for this. in her spare time, whenever your off with the baby sevika is on your large queen bed pounding a thick dildo sniffing your nursing bras. loudly grunting, envisioning the weight of your heavy tits would in her mouth.
physically shaking her head to get rid of her most perverted thoughts., she palms her pussy over the thin fabric of her cotton boxers. you grin over to her, sevika is the most obvious whenever she's turned on. you always know what she wants, and this time is no exception. more than anything, you just wanted her to admit it.
âyou watchinâ the fight?â you bite your lip, searching sevikaâs face for her shameful answer.
âuhm, yea,â sevikaâs face just barely flushes, âitâs justâŠarenât you uncomfortable? being soââ sevika gulps.
âfull?â you quirk up an eyebrow. sevika lets out a shaky breath,
âyes.â
âyâknow, i was talking with some other momâs and they say messages help with the pain.â you smirk, melting at how sevikaâs eyes water with desire.
âo-oh, would you want something like that?â
you giggle, hooking your hand under your thin tee, flipping the shirt off to reveal your full breasts. they were so full you were leaking a fresh stream of milk from both of your engorged nipples.
âoh fuck.â sevikaâs hand reaches out to grab them, but she stops midway. her eyes dart from you to your nipples, âyou sure?â
"of course baby, it'll help me feel better." you nestle your naked body against sevika's chest, sighing into the feeling of her big hands over your aching breasts.
for a moment the two of you sit in silence, nothing but the faint sound of her live ufc match still coming from her phone. breath hitching, sevika firmly kneads your hard tits in sturdy large circles, making sure to listen to your relaxed sighs to make sure you felt comfortable.
"feel good, my love?"
"mm, yea..." your head lolls to the side facing away from your bulky wife. which is good because sevika can't hide the way her eyes latch onto your nipples when you start leaking unto her steady palms. your milk running down her hands.
âsevika.â your voice darkens.
âyea?" her voice breaks.
âiâve noticed the way you look at me when iâm like this.â
âiâŠi just,â sevika licks her lips, voice quivering. she buries her face into the your neck, still massaging. her lips brush against your ear, her voice breatheless.
âi've never been so turned on" sevika trails off, her face hot from embarrassment.
"awe, don't be embarrassed," you coo, guiding her still moving hands over your now sensitive nipples. "take what you want."
as soon as the utterance leaves your lips, sevika spins to face you, her face level to what she needed the most. wasting no time, she pounces on your chest. sucking slow flat circles just as she practiced in her mind so many times. licking up everything that leaked from before and coaxing even more out of you. it's been so long since sevika has touched you in this way, your body burned with horny nostalgia.
"f-fuck, sev!" you grab the back of her head, gripping at the roots of her hair. sevika couldn't bring herself to lift her head from your pulsing nipples; she opted to hungrily moan against you. milk leaked from either side of her mouth, her eyes wide. blissed out completely.
"mm, you're making me feel so good baby." you mewl.
sevika pulls you into her lap, slotting your legs into hers to that your bare cunt is flush against her clothed one. grunting in frustration sevika manages to pull her lips off of you to tear off her own boxers.
"need you now." she mumbles, spreading her legs wide, she uses her fingers to part her lips, revealing her read throbbing clit underneath her thick bush. wordlessly you slot yourself back into her, slowly grinding down on her clit with yours, the feeling instantly making your legs quiver. holding her chin in one hand and your boob in the other, you guide her face back to you.
"keep your hand on me, let me ride you pretty girl."
sevika takes your leaking tit back into her mouth, moaning at the way you taste. her eyes roll to the back of head as you start to grind down faster; each and every one of her nerves on fire.
"you're making such a mess!" you mock, your milk running down sevika's chin only making sevika more desperate for you. the way her pussy squelched against yours.
"you're gonna clean all this up." you hiss. sevika nods eagerly, her legs stuttering. her whines grew louder, only hushed by your large boob in her mouth. her hands still working in slow measured paces, slightly shaking from the overwhelming pleasure.
you stop fighting the growing smirk on your face. "oh, already?"
sevika mumbles out strained, whiny "mmhm!"
you grind at an unforgiving pace, sevika's giant legs trembling against you. her abs intensely flex as her whole body freezes, a quick hard burst of squirt explodes from her. coating the both of you in her thick juices.
greedy, her hips stuttered against you, but not stopping. she unlatches, her eyes pleading.
"please...please more!" her eyebrows furrow upward.
"oh, baby," you take your pointer and your index finger to rub some of her slick off of your stomach. you plunge your finger in her mouth, slightly pushing them in and out as sevika wraps her tongue around your fingers in her most honest attempt at cleaning it all off.
you chuckle, more to yourself than to her. you fully plan on her sucking you dry tonight.
The room is warm with the echoing sounds of your shared breathing. She pulls you on top of her, legs tangled together, her hands gripping your hips as she positions you exactly how she wants. Youâre both soaked. When your pussies press together, slick and hot, you both moan at the contact.
She starts moving first, slow, deliberate rolls of her hips, grinding her clit against yours in a slick, messy rhythm. The wet sounds of your bodies sliding together fill the room. âFuck, baby,â she breathes, eyes locked on where youâre connected. âLook at us⊠so fucking wet.â
You rock against her harder, chasing the friction, your swollen clits rubbing perfectly with every movement. She reaches down and spreads herself open wider with two fingers, pressing your pussies even closer together. The new angle makes you whimper, hips jerking involuntarily. She gasps when you grind down harder, her own thighs starting to shake. âKeep going, just like that. I want to feel you soak me.â
The pressure builds fast. Youâre both grinding desperately now, slick coating your thighs, the obscene wet sounds growing louder. She suddenly grabs your hips and pulls you down hard, rolling her hips up to meet you. You come on her first, a sharp cry leaving your lips as you squirt against her, hot and messy, soaking her pussy and thighs.
The feeling pushes her over the edge right after you. She moans loudly, body trembling as she squirts back against you, your releases mixing together in a warm, slippery mess between your bodies. She keeps grinding through it, slower now, dragging out every last pulse until youâre both shaking and breathless. When it finally fades, she pulls you down into a deep, lazy kiss, her hands stroking your back.
âGod, I love when we make a mess like that,â she whispers against your lips, smiling. You laugh softly, still trembling, and kiss her again.
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Tojiâs got you bouncing on his cock in his car. No tinted windows. No privacy. Just raw-dogging it.
Heâs been fucking into you for about almost an hour now, his stupid fat cock rubbing against your insides, making you see stars.
"T-toji, I'm feeling weird," you stutter out.
âHm?â Is all Toji says before he takes your clit between his fingers and starts rubbing it.
You let out something between a sob and a moan as he does so.
âToji! I really canâtâsomething weird's happening, pleaseâ" Your body tenses up and you start rapidly shaking.
Toji continues to fuck you once more until you spray your juices all over him.
Toji moans at the sight. âFuck.â Is all he says before pulling you into a messy kiss. Toji does one more mean thrust into you before spilling his hot, warm seed inside you.
After a while he pulls out of you. A second later he realizes that you completely soaked his seats.
toji came through the door, taking his gym shoes off immediately. you were on the couch, blanket pulled to your chin. as you heard his heavy footsteps, you looked over the arm of the couch, meeting his own dark, mischief filled eyes. âno.â you said, beginning to sit up. âno, toji. get back.â you smiled, putting a hand out to distance him. âyou didnât miss me?â he said, a sleazy smile on his face. he stalked closer to you, looking through his eyelashes at your form. âdonât run from it, baby. come feel on me.â
before you could protest, he braced both of his hands beside your head, and laid his body weight on you. you smiled, trying to push him away, but ultimately failing. âtoji, you smell.â you said, pressing your hands against his chest. âoh, i missed you baby. mm.. couldnât stop thinking of you.â he murmured against your neck. âi was doing hip thrusts today. i thrusted how much you weigh.â he said, rubbing himself against you, almost like a dog trying to put its scent on something. âthatâs when i thought of you.â
you felt something poking your inner thigh, and you scoffed. âyouâre nasty.â you said. âi want you.â he mumbled, sitting up between your thighs. he took your hand, and guided it to his heavy bulge. âi trained. just for you.â he said, his voice in a mockingly pleading tone. he moaned as your hand kneaded his bulge, and he looked down at it, watching as you did so. he looked back down at you, biting his lip. âarenât you proud of me? trained hard as shit so you donât have to do any work when weâre fucking.â he said, pushing his damp hair off of his forehead.
he grabbed your hips, pulling them closer, so your covered crotch was flush against his bulge. he gave one slow thrust, and smiled. âi know you feel that.â he said, looking down as he began to slowly grind against you. âyou donât have to do anything, yknow. i can do all the work. like i usually do.â he teased, putting wet kisses all over the side of your neck. he grabbed your waist, and effortlessly maneuvered you, so you were straddling him. âitâs okay, baby. you can act like you donât want it, but i know you do.â he cooed, running his hand down your stomach. he smirked, biting his lip as he noticed you trying to be subtle, as you âadjustedâ your position on him.
âsee? thatâs my girl, always wanting this dick. itâs okay, baby. you donât have to hide it.â
exbf!toji who still has a key to your apartment and uses it at 2 AM, letting himself in like he owns the place.Â
youâre half-asleep on the couch when you hear the door click, and you sit up just as he steps into the living room, his frame filling the doorway.
"toji, what the hell are you doing here?" you hiss, pulling your blanket tighter around you. he shrugs, tossing his jacket onto the chair like he still lives there.Â
"missed you. figured you missed me too."Â
"i donât," you lie, but your voice cracks, and he grins like heâs already won.Â
"yeah? then why you still lettinâ me in, baby?"
exbf!toji who has no job, no money, and no shame about asking you for either. heâs leaning against your kitchen counter, arms crossed, watching you make coffee like heâs got all the time in the world. "you got twenty bucks? just till friday."Â
you scoff, not even turning around. "toji, iâm not your fucking atm."Â
he steps up behind you, his hands sliding around your waist, his mouth brushing your ear. "câmon, baby. iâll make it worth your while. you know i always do."Â
you hate how your body reacts, how heat pools low in your belly at the promise in his voice. "youâre such a bum," you mutter, but youâre already reaching for your wallet.
exbf!toji who fucks you like itâs the only thing heâs good at, because it probably is.Â
heâs got you bent over your kitchen table, your cheek pressed against the wood, his hand fisted in your hair.Â
"fuck, youâre tight," he groans, his hips snapping forward, driving into you so deep you see stars. "missed this pussy. missed how you squeeze me."Â
youâre moaning, your fingers gripping the edge of the table, and you hate yourself for how good it feels. "t-tojiâfuckâslow downnnn!â"Â
"nah," he pants, his free hand gripping your hip hard enough to bruise. "you like it fast. you like it rough. donât lie to me, baby. i know you better than that."
exbf!toji who still knows exactly how to touch you, like your body never forgot him.Â
heâs got two fingers inside you, curling against that spot that makes your legs shake, his thumb rubbing tight circles on your clit. "youâre so wet," he murmurs, his voice low and filthy. "you been thinkinâ about me? touchinâ yourself at night, wishinâ it was me?"Â
youâre panting, your hips rolling against his hand despite yourself. "shut up," you gasp.Â
he laughs, low and rough. "thatâs not a no."
exbf!toji who refuses to leave after heâs done with you, sprawling across your bed like he still belongs there.Â
youâre lying beside him, your body still humming, your mind already regretting everything. "you should go," you say, but thereâs no conviction in it.Â
he rolls onto his side, propping his head on his hand, his dark eyes watching you. "nah. iâm comfortable."Â
"tojiâ"Â
"câmonnn, baby. just let me stay the night. iâll be gone in the morning. i promise." you know heâs lying.Â
you know heâll still be there when you wake up, and youâll hate yourself for it. but when he pulls you against his chest, his arm heavy around your waist, you donât push him away.
exbf!toji who gets jealous when he sees you talking to someone else, even though he has no right.Â
youâre at a bar, nursing a drink, when a guy approaches youâtall, clean-cut, smiling. youâre laughing at something he says when you feel a presence behind you, a hand on your lower back.
"hey, baby," toji says, his voice deceptively casual. "whoâs this?" the guy looks between you two, sensing the tension.Â
"i was just leaving," he mutters, backing off. you turn to toji, furious.Â
"you donât get to do that, asshole! weâre not together anymore."Â
he leans in, his mouth brushing your ear. "yeah? then why you still lettinâ me fuck you into your mattress every other day?"
exbf!toji who has a filthy mouth and knows exactly how to use it.
heâs got you on your back, your legs over his shoulders, his cock buried so deep you can barely breathe. "look at you," he groans, his eyes raking over your body. "so fuckinâ pretty when youâre takinâ my cock. you love this, donât you? you love lettinâ me fuck you stupid."
youâre moaning, your hands fisting the sheets, and you canât even deny it. "tojiâfuckk!â"Â
"say it," he demands, his thrusts getting harder. "tell me you love it."Â
"i l-love it," you sob. "i love it, tojiii! pleaseâ"
exbf!toji who leaves bruises on your hips and bite marks on your neck, and you hate how much you like seeing them in the mirror the next day.Â
youâre standing in your bathroom, your fingers tracing the purple marks on your skin, when he appears behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist. "sorry âbout that, sweetheart. i'll be gentler next time." he says, but he doesnât sound sorry at all.Â
"no, you won't," you mutter. he grins, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.Â
"yeah. you're right."
exbf!toji who always comes back, no matter how many times you swear youâre done with him.Â
itâs been three months since you last saw him, and youâre finally starting to feel okay again. then your phone buzzes.Â
DO NOT ANSWER. [2:03 AM] :Â u up?
you stare at the message, your heart pounding. you should probably ignore it. you should definitely block him. but your fingers are already typing.Â
You [2:07 AM] : the doorâs unlocked. and you hate yourself for it, but when he shows up twenty minutes later, smelling like cigarettes and that damn cologne, you let him in. you'll always let him in.
exbf!toji who makes you cum so hard you forget your own name, and then has the audacity to ask if you want to get breakfast in the morning.Â
youâre lying in bed, your body wrecked, your mind fuzzy, when he rolls over and looks at you. "you hungry? thereâs that diner down the street. the one with the good pancakes."Â
you laugh, despite yourself. "toji, you donât even have the money for pancakes."Â
he shrugs, pulling you closer. "i was hoping it'd be your treat."Â
you know you should kick him out and finally end this cycle. but his arm is warm around you, and his heartbeat is steady under your ear, and for now, you just let yourself have this quiet moment
Sevika definitely has a photo album of all the times sheâs fucked you silly.
Whether the apparent photo album consist of a few videos of her rubbing cum into your ass, making sure to put that gawking, desperate hole of yours to good use, Sevikaâs a firm believer to not waste her mealâand that includes your cum. Sheâll rub it in like sunscreen against your skin, making sure to knead it in realllll good when you whimper against her fingers delving into your hole to collect more.
Sevika always makes sure to snap a photo everytime youâre on the verge of cumming. Anytime youâre begging for more. Anytime you claw onto her, pleading for mercy while her strap gushes into your pussy that relaxes so beautifully against her.
But what you thought was just a digital photo album turned physical.
âHere it is, babydoll.â
The book dropped like a weight had followed it, pushing it down only to surface shame and embarrassment throughout you.
Sevika treated the book like it was a treasure of itselfâfilled with your pearl only she could clam around. From photo albums stuffed on her phone from all the times sheâs made sweet love to you, to printed photos glued to the pages with your own cum itself.
Oh sheâs dirty. But she relishes in it.
She slowly flicks through the pages, torturously slow just to tease you, capturing every angle of your pussy you havenât ever seen before, even up close in a mirror. Sevika wasnât one for photosâbut the second your pussy was in the frame she became professional.
And she had fun with you all the while you squirmed embarrassingly against her.
âNext page, sweetheart.â Sheâd coo, having you on your knees, body splayed out on the sofa with the photo album beneath your trembling fingers while she watched your pussy drip from behind.
And if you didnât turn the page fast enough?
Sheâd spank your pussy until it became sore, watching it pout and shed tears against her thick fingers dancing in the liquids. The poor thing would only gush more of your juices out, oozing like oil from your slick hole trying to engulf her fingers whole, but Sevika never gave in to what you want. Sheâd only smack your clit harsher, making you jolt against her as a whine escaped your throat.
Sheâd make you describe the photos in exquisite details.
âMy pussy is takinâ your strap so well,â you whimpered out, trying to ignore the way you could feel Sevikaâs lips morphing into a smirk from behind. âIt felt sâgoodâŠwith your fingers as wellâŠâ
âAinât that right babydoll.â And like before, sheâd send a harsh backhand to your pussyâwatching the folds curl around the impact with cruelty.
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You knew you shouldnât have been in Sevikaâs bed. You knew it the second you pushed open the bedroom door and saw the mess of dark sheets still unmade from the night before. You knew it when you sat down against her pillows just to âwait for herâ while she handled business somewhere in the lanes.
You especially knew it when you buried your face into one of her pillows and inhaled slowly, the familiar scent of smoke, leather, sweat, and shimmer clinging to the fabric hard enough to make your stomach tighten.
But knowing something was wrong had never really stopped you when it came to Sevika, especially not when she looked at you the way she did sometimes.
The apartment was quiet in that heavy late-night way that made every small sound feel louder than it shouldâve. The distant hum of Zaun drifted faintly through the cracked window beside the bed, mixing with the occasional sound of pipes groaning somewhere deep in the building.
Sevikaâs jacket hung over the back of the chair in the corner, still smelling faintly like cigarette smoke and the rain outside. Her boots were shoved carelessly near the door, one tipped halfway onto its side because Sevika never bothered putting anything away properly. Everything in the room felt aggressively her, and that honestly mightâve been what ruined you.
You tried distracting yourself at first. You scrolled mindlessly through your phone for nearly twenty minutes while laying across her mattress, legs kicking lazily behind you while your mind wandered in dangerous directions.
Every little thing kept dragging your thoughts back to Sevika somehow, from the deep imprint sheâd left in the mattress to the memory of her rough laugh earlier that evening while her hand rested heavy against your lower back.
You kept thinking about her hands especially, the contrast between rough flesh and cold metal constantly replaying in your head until your thighs started pressing together unconsciously.
By the time you finally tossed your phone aside with a frustrated sigh, your body already felt warm and restless in a way that made it impossible to ignore yourself any longer.
It started innocently enough. Your hand slipped beneath the waistband of your shorts almost absentmindedly while you stared up at the ceiling trying not to think too hard about what you were doing. Your fingertips brushed lightly over your clothed pussy first, slow tentative touches that sent tiny sparks of heat through your stomach immediately.
A shaky breath left your mouth the second you felt how damp your panties already were, embarrassment mixing instantly with arousal hard enough to make your face burn. You closed your eyes tightly for a second because realizing how wet youâd gotten from nothing but thoughts of Sevika felt humiliating in the hottest possible way.
âFuck,â you whispered quietly to yourself while your hips shifted against the mattress. Even your own voice sounded breathless already, softer than usual in the dark silence of Sevikaâs bedroom. Your fingers rubbed slowly over your clit through the thin fabric of your panties, teasing just enough pressure to make your thighs tremble slightly around your hand.
Every little movement dragged more slick between your folds until the fabric felt soaked against your skin, sticking uncomfortably every time your hips rolled upward searching for friction. The shame of it only made you wetter because somewhere deep down you knew Sevika would probably love seeing you like this.
You finally pushed your shorts and panties down your thighs with trembling fingers after another few desperate minutes of teasing yourself through the fabric. Cool air brushed against your soaked pussy immediately, making you gasp softly while your legs spread wider across Sevikaâs sheets without thinking about it.
Slick glistened visibly between your thighs already, wetness clinging to your folds and smearing against your fingertips the second you touched yourself properly.
Your clit ached embarrassingly hard beneath your fingers from how worked up you already were, swollen and sensitive after spending nearly an hour torturing yourself with thoughts you definitely shouldnât have been having about your friend.
The sight alone nearly made your stomach twist because you looked absolutely ruined already and Sevika hadnât even touched you.
And god, the thoughts themselves were filthy. You kept imagining Sevika catching you exactly like this, spread open on her bed with your fingers buried between your thighs while her name sat heavy on your tongue.
You imagined the slow way her eyes would drag over your body first, taking in every detail before she said something cruelly amused in that rough low voice of hers. You imagined her grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head while she looked down at your dripping pussy like sheâd finally figured you out completely.
Worst of all, you imagined the way Sevika would touch you afterward, rough hands spreading your thighs apart while she mocked how desperate youâd gotten for her.
The fantasy alone made your pussy clench hard around nothing. A broken moan slipped out of your mouth before you could stop it while your fingers slid lower through slick folds, gathering wetness before circling back up toward your clit again. Wet sounds filled the room softly every time your fingers moved against yourself, embarrassingly loud in the otherwise silent apartment.
Your hips rocked upward automatically into your own touch, chasing friction desperately while your free hand tangled into Sevikaâs sheets beside your head. Everything felt too hot suddenly, your skin flushed and sticky while arousal curled tighter and tighter low in your stomach.
You couldnât stop thinking about Sevikaâs mouth either. You imagined her broad shoulders settling between your thighs while her metal hand forced your legs wider apart against the mattress. You imagined the rough scrape of her stubble against your inner thighs while she kissed higher and higher until she finally reached your soaked pussy.
You imagined her groaning against you after the first taste, dark eyes flicking upward toward your face while her tongue dragged slowly through your folds. The mental image hit so hard your fingers stuttered against your clit while a needy little whine escaped your throat embarrassingly loud.
âSevikaâŠâ Her name fell from your lips like a confession more than anything else. Your voice sounded wrecked already, breathless and soft while your thighs shook harder around your hand. The sound of her name filling her bedroom only made everything worse because it suddenly felt too real, too intimate, too obvious what you wanted from her.
Your fingers sped up instinctively afterward, rubbing messy circles over your swollen clit while slick coated your hand and the inside of your thighs completely. You were close already, dangerously close, and the realization made panic and excitement twist together painfully in your chest.
You didnât hear the apartment door unlock over the sound of your own breathing. You didnât hear Sevikaâs heavy boots crossing the apartment floor while you writhed across her sheets completely lost in yourself. You didnât hear the bedroom door creak open slowly because another moan had just left your mouth while your hips bucked harder into your hand. The only thing you noticed was the sudden rough voice cutting clean through the room like a knife. âDonât stop.â
Every muscle in your body locked instantly. Your hand froze between your thighs while your eyes snapped toward the doorway so fast it almost hurt. Sevika stood there with one shoulder leaned casually against the frame, massive body taking up most of the space while her sharp eyes stayed locked directly between your spread legs.
Rain still dampened parts of her shirt and dark hair from outside, making her somehow look even rougher than usual beneath the dim apartment lighting. The expression on her face wasnât anger like you expected either, which honestly mightâve been worse because she looked far too interested.
Heat flooded your entire body so violently it almost made you dizzy. You scrambled upright immediately, trying desperately to yank your shorts back over your thighs while your pulse slammed wildly against your ribs hard enough to hurt. âShitâ Sevika, I didnât hear you come back,â you blurted out quickly, voice thin with panic and embarrassment.
Your pussy throbbed painfully from the sudden adrenaline rush, slick still coating your fingers while Sevika watched every frantic movement you made without looking away once. The silence stretched just long enough to make humiliation creep higher and higher up your throat.
Then Sevika clicked her tongue softly. âNah,â she said lowly while pushing herself off the doorway. The single word came out calm and rough enough to send another pulse of heat straight between your legs despite everything. Her eyes dropped slowly down your body again, lingering shamelessly on the wetness between your thighs before flicking back toward your face. âDonât cover up now,â she added quietly, voice almost amused in a way that made your stomach twist harder.
Your hands stopped moving completely after that. They just hovered uselessly near the waistband of your shorts while Sevika stepped fully into the room and shut the bedroom door behind her with a soft click that somehow sounded louder than anything else had all night.
The noise sent a fresh wave of panic curling through your chest because the closed door suddenly made everything feel impossibly intimate, impossibly real.
Sevika stayed near the foot of the bed for a moment without speaking, broad shoulders relaxed while her eyes kept dragging slowly over your body like she was taking her time memorizing every detail. You felt exposed beneath that stare in a way that made your pussy ache harder instead of less, which honestly only humiliated you further.
âYou were thinking about me,â Sevika said eventually, her voice low and rough enough to make your thighs twitch again. It wasnât phrased like a question because she already knew the answer from the look on your face alone.
Your mouth opened slightly like you wanted to deny it, but nothing actually came out because there was no believable lie left anymore. Not when your fingers were still wet. Not when your legs were still spread across her sheets.
Not when sheâd very obviously heard her own name falling from your mouth before she walked in. Sevika noticed the way your face burned hotter immediately, and the corner of her mouth twitched upward in something dangerously close to a smirk.
âIâm sorry,â you muttered quietly after a few painful seconds of silence, even though the apology sounded weak and breathless the second it left your mouth.
Your fingers tightened slightly in the sheets beneath you while you avoided looking directly at her, too embarrassed to handle the intensity in Sevikaâs eyes right now. âI know I shouldnâtâveââ you started again, but Sevika cut you off before you could finish the sentence properly.
âShouldnâtâve been spread open on my bed touching your pussy while thinking about me?â she asked casually, each filthy word landing directly in your stomach like a physical weight.
The bluntness of it stole the air from your lungs instantly because hearing Sevika say it out loud somehow made everything ten times dirtier.
A shaky breath slipped out of your mouth before you could stop it. Your pussy clenched visibly around nothing again at the sound of Sevikaâs voice turning rough around words like pussy and spread open, which only made embarrassment burn hotter beneath your skin.
Sevika noticed immediately too because her eyes flicked downward between your thighs with sharp focus before dragging slowly back up toward your face again. âFuck,â she murmured under her breath while watching you squirm against the mattress.
The sound wasnât mocking this time either, which honestly made your heartbeat speed up even harder. There was actual hunger in her voice now, low and restrained and dangerous enough to make your stomach flip violently.
Sevika moved closer to the bed again after another long second of silence stretched between you both. Her heavy boots thudded softly against the floor while your pulse pounded harder with every step she took toward you.
The mattress dipped slightly beneath one of her knees when she leaned onto the bed, metal arm braced beside your thigh while she looked down at you from painfully close range now.
The size difference suddenly felt unfair in a way that made your entire body flush hotter beneath her stare, especially with Sevika towering over you while you sat there flushed and wet and half naked in her sheets.
âLook at you,â she said quietly, voice roughening further while her eyes dragged between your trembling thighs again. âGot yourself this worked up all on your own.â
You swallowed hard enough for Sevika to notice. Her gaze flicked toward your throat briefly before settling back onto your face again, dark eyes steady enough to make your skin feel hot everywhere they landed. âSevikaâŠâ you started weakly, though you werenât even fully sure what you were trying to say anymore.
Maybe you wanted her to stop. Maybe you wanted her closer. Maybe you wanted both badly enough to make your head spin because this entire situation felt completely out of control already.
Sevika mustâve seen some part of that panic on your face because her expression softened slightly around the edges, though it still didnât make her look any less dangerous.
âYou want me to leave?â she asked finally, and the question hit you harder than expected. Her voice stayed low and calm while she said it, but there was something restrained underneath the words that made your stomach tighten painfully.
Sevikaâs hand flexed once against the mattress beside your thigh while she waited for your answer, metal fingers curling slightly into the sheets near your hip. The silence stretched too long because the truth sat heavy at the back of your throat immediately.
You didnât want her to leave at all, and Sevika seemed to realize that from the way your thighs pressed together instinctively instead of pulling away from her.
âNo,â you admitted softly after another second passed, your voice embarrassingly quiet beneath the pounding of your heartbeat.
The confession seemed to affect Sevika instantly because her jaw tightened slightly while her eyes darkened in a way that made heat flood straight between your legs again. âNo?â she repeated slowly, like she wanted to hear you say it twice just to make sure.
You shook your head carefully against the pillows while your fingers twisted tighter in the sheets beneath you, completely unable to look away from her now.
Sevika stared at you for another long moment afterward before exhaling quietly through her nose, like she was trying very hard to hold herself back from something.
âThen keep going,â she said finally.
Your breath caught sharply in your throat the second the words left her mouth. You just stared at her for a moment because surely youâd heard her wrong somehow, but Sevikaâs expression never changed.
She stayed leaned over you with one knee pressed into the mattress beside your thigh while her eyes flicked deliberately toward your hand still hovering uselessly near your stomach.
âYou heard me,â she added quietly when you still didnât move. Her voice dropped lower afterward, rough enough to send another pulse of heat straight through your body. âTouch your pussy again.â
A needy little sound escaped your throat before you could stop it. The command alone made your clit throb painfully hard between your legs while slick continued dripping slowly onto Sevikaâs sheets beneath you.
Your fingers hesitated for another second anyway because this felt insane now, completely insane, but Sevika just kept watching you with those heavy dark eyes that made thinking impossible.
âCâmon,â she murmured softly, almost coaxing now despite how rough her voice still sounded. âYou were doing such a pretty job before I interrupted you.â
Your entire body burned at the praise. The warmth in Sevikaâs tone mixed horribly with the humiliation already curling through your chest until your thighs trembled visibly beneath her stare again.
Sevika noticed instantly, gaze dropping between your legs while a slow smirk finally pulled properly across her mouth this time. âThere it is,â she muttered darkly, clearly enjoying every second of watching your body react to her.
The sight of her looking at you like that nearly made your brain short circuit completely because Sevika had never looked at you this openly before. Never let you see hunger written this clearly across her face.
Slowly, almost nervously, your hand slid back down between your thighs. Your fingertips brushed lightly through your soaked folds first, gathering slick that coated your fingers immediately before circling back toward your clit again.
A soft moan escaped your mouth the second you touched yourself properly because you were still embarrassingly sensitive from before Sevika interrupted you.
Your hips jerked upward instinctively into your own hand while wet sounds filled the room again almost immediately. Sevikaâs eyes stayed locked on the movement between your thighs so intensely it nearly made your entire body shake.
âFuck,â Sevika breathed quietly under her breath while watching your fingers rub slow circles over your swollen clit. The word sounded strained now, lower and rougher than before in a way that made your stomach tighten hard.
You could physically feel how focused she was on your body, on the slick coating your fingers, on the way your pussy clenched every time you moaned softly.
âLook how wet you are,â she murmured after another second passed, voice almost disbelieving despite the obvious arousal thickening it now.
The filthy observation made your face burn all over again because your pussy actually pulsed harder at hearing Sevika describe you like that out loud.
Your hand shook slightly between your thighs after that. Every slow circle over your clit felt almost too intense now with Sevika watching from so close beside you, her entire focus locked directly onto the slick movements of your fingers. The room had gone unbearably warm somewhere during all of this, heat sticking to your skin while your breathing turned thinner and more uneven with every passing second.
Wet sounds filled the silence steadily each time your fingers dragged through your folds before rubbing back over your swollen clit again, embarrassingly loud against the quiet hum of the apartment outside. Sevika watched every single movement like she couldnât look away even if she tried, dark eyes fixed between your thighs with an intensity that made your stomach twist painfully.
âShit,â Sevika muttered quietly again, almost to herself this time. Her flesh hand slid slowly across the mattress beside your hip while she leaned a little closer over you, broad shoulders boxing you further into the bed beneath her weight.
The movement filled your senses instantly because now you could smell cigarette smoke and leather and Sevika herself so much stronger than before.
Your pussy clenched hard around nothing from the closeness alone while your hips rocked helplessly upward into your own touch again. Sevikaâs gaze flicked upward briefly toward your face when you whimpered softly, and the look in her eyes nearly made your entire body shake.
âYou always this sensitive?â she asked lowly after another moment passed. Her voice sounded rough enough to scrape against your skin while her eyes dropped immediately back down to where your fingers kept rubbing desperate little circles over your clit.
You couldnât answer properly because your thoughts felt sluggish and overheated now, tangled completely in the humiliation and arousal twisting together inside your chest.
Another shaky moan escaped your mouth instead, softer this time, almost needy in a way that made Sevikaâs jaw tighten visibly. âYeah,â she murmured after hearing it. âThought so.â
Your free hand tightened harder in the sheets beside you while your thighs spread wider unconsciously beneath her stare. Slick coated the inside of your legs completely now, glistening against your skin every time the dim apartment light caught it just right.
You could physically feel how soaked your pussy had become, every movement of your fingers slipping wetly through your folds before circling back toward your clit again.
The shame of it made your face burn hotter because Sevika could obviously see all of it too. She could see exactly what she was doing to you without even touching you yet.
âLook at this mess,â Sevika said quietly, and your stomach twisted violently at the sound of genuine fascination in her voice. Her metal hand moved slowly then, cold fingers brushing lightly against the inside of your thigh while she watched your entire body jolt at the contact.
The temperature difference sent a sharp pulse of heat straight through your stomach immediately, your hips twitching against the mattress while a breathless sound escaped your throat.
Sevika noticed every reaction instantly because her eyes narrowed slightly while her metal fingertips dragged higher along your damp skin. âCan barely keep your legs still,â she added roughly while your thighs trembled around her hand.
âSevikaâŠâ Her name left your mouth softer this time, almost pleading without you meaning it to sound that way. Your fingers stuttered briefly against your clit while Sevikaâs hand continued sliding slowly upward along your inner thigh, stopping dangerously close to where you needed her most.
The restraint in the movement nearly hurt because she wasnât actually touching your pussy yet, just hovering close enough to make your entire body ache in anticipation.
You could feel cool metal near your soaked folds now, close enough that every tiny shift of your hips brushed you nearer to her fingers. Sevikaâs gaze lifted toward your face again when you squirmed helplessly beneath her.
âWhat?â she asked quietly, though her expression said she already knew exactly what you wanted. Her voice had softened slightly beneath the roughness now, lower and more intimate in a way that made your pulse pound even harder against your ribs. You opened your mouth to answer before immediately closing it again because saying the words out loud suddenly felt impossible.
Admitting how badly you wanted Sevika to touch you felt terrifying after spending so long pretending these feelings didnât exist. Sevika watched the conflict flicker across your face for another long second before exhaling softly through her nose.
âYou gonna ask me for it?â she murmured.
The question hit you hard enough to make your pussy clench visibly again. Your hips rolled upward instinctively searching for more friction while your fingers rubbed faster over your clit without thinking about it.
Sevikaâs eyes dropped immediately to the movement between your thighs, her expression darkening further at the sight of your slick fingers moving desperately against yourself now.
âFuck,â she muttered under her breath while watching you unravel beneath her. The sound alone nearly made your head spin because Sevika looked genuinely affected now, like holding herself back was becoming difficult.
Your breathing grew shakier by the second. Every rub against your clit sent little pulses of pleasure shooting through your stomach now, building tighter and tighter until your thighs wouldnât stop trembling around your hand anymore.
You were already close again embarrassingly fast, especially with Sevika staring at your pussy like she wanted to bury herself between your legs immediately.
The pressure building low in your stomach felt almost painful now, hot and heavy and impossible to ignore while your hips rocked faster against your own fingers. Sevika noticed instantly because her eyes sharpened while she watched your body start losing rhythm.
âThere you go,â she murmured softly. âGetting close already, huh?â
The praise made your entire body jerk slightly against the mattress. A needy sound escaped your mouth before you could stop it while your fingers slipped through slick even faster now, wet noises filling the room steadily beneath your uneven breathing.
Sevikaâs metal hand finally moved higher again after another second passed, fingertips brushing lightly through the slick coating the inside of your thigh before stopping right beside your pussy.
The touch wasnât direct enough. Not nearly enough. But somehow that made it worse because you could feel exactly how close she was to finally touching you properly.
âTell me what you were thinking about,â Sevika said suddenly.
Your fingers faltered briefly in surprise while your eyes snapped toward her face again. Sevika stayed completely calm beside you despite the hunger obvious in her expression now, dark gaze moving slowly between your face and the mess between your thighs while she waited. âSevikaâŠâ you breathed weakly, immediately embarrassed by the idea of saying any of it out loud.
Her eyebrow lifted slightly at your hesitation while her metal fingertips traced another slow line along your inner thigh. âCâmon,â she said roughly. âYou were moaning my name into my fucking pillows before I walked in. Donât get shy now.â
Heat flooded your face so hard it hurt. Your pussy throbbed painfully from embarrassment and arousal mixing together while your fingers kept rubbing messy desperate circles over your clit automatically.
Sevika watched you struggle for words for another second before leaning closer suddenly, close enough that her breath brushed faintly against your jaw.
âTell me,â she repeated quietly, voice dropping lower until it almost sounded like a growl. The sound sent another sharp pulse through your stomach immediately. âTell me what you wanted me to do to you.â
Your entire body burned beneath her stare after that. The question hung heavy between you both while your fingers slowed shakily against your clit, your brain scrambling uselessly through humiliation and want at the exact same time.
Sevika stayed close enough that you could feel the warmth rolling off her body now, her broad frame practically crowding you into the mattress while those dark eyes watched every tiny reaction crossing your face.
Her metal fingertips still rested against your inner thigh too, cold enough to keep making your muscles twitch every few seconds whenever they brushed your skin accidentally.
The combination of everything nearly made your head spin because youâd spent so long trying not to want Sevika like this that actually admitting it out loud felt terrifying.
âIâŠâ Your voice cracked embarrassingly fast the second you tried speaking properly.
A soft curse left Sevikaâs mouth at the sound while her eyes dragged slowly down toward your lips before settling back onto your face again.
Your pussy clenched hard around nothing beneath her attention, slick practically dripping against the sheets now while your fingers trembled helplessly between your thighs.
âI was thinking about your mouth,â you admitted finally, barely above a whisper by the end of the sentence. The confession immediately made Sevika go still in a way that felt dangerous.
âYeah?â she asked quietly after another second passed. Her voice sounded deeper now, rough enough that the single word sent heat rushing violently through your stomach again.
You nodded weakly against the pillows while your hips twitched upward searching unconsciously for more friction beneath your hand. Sevika watched the movement instantly, gaze dropping between your thighs while her jaw tightened visibly.
âTell me,â she said again, slower this time, eyes still fixed directly on your soaked pussy. âTell me exactly what you were thinking.â
Your stomach twisted hard enough to hurt. The embarrassment shouldâve stopped you completely, but Sevikaâs expression had gone so intensely focused now that the words started spilling out before you could lose your nerve.
âI was thinking about you between my legs,â you whispered shakily while your fingers rubbed another messy circle over your clit. âAbout you making me keep my thighs open for you.â
The second sentence nearly dissolved into a moan because Sevikaâs metal fingertips suddenly pressed harder into the inside of your thigh at the exact same time. âFuck,â Sevika muttered softly beneath her breath while watching your body react to her.
Then she moved.
The mattress dipped harder beneath her weight as Sevika shifted lower between your thighs without breaking eye contact once. Your breath caught sharply in your throat while she settled herself properly against the bed, broad shoulders spreading your legs apart further automatically just from her size alone.
One large hand slid firmly beneath your thigh before pulling it higher over her shoulder, exposing your soaked pussy completely beneath the dim apartment lighting.
The sight made your face burn all over again because slick glistened visibly between your folds now, wetness coating your fingers and inner thighs completely. Sevika stared directly at it for a long second before exhaling quietly through her nose like she was restraining herself.
âThis what you wanted?â she asked roughly while her thumb dragged slowly through the slick gathered along your inner thigh. The touch made your hips jerk upward instantly because you were sensitive enough now that even the smallest contact felt overwhelming.
âWanted me down here looking at your pretty pussy?â Sevika continued lowly while her eyes flicked upward toward your face again. The filthy wording alone nearly made your thighs close around her head, but Sevikaâs metal hand immediately stopped you by gripping your leg firmly in place. âKeep them open,â she murmured. âLemme see.â
A broken whine escaped your throat immediately. Your fingers finally slipped away from your clit completely because Sevika was between your legs now, actually there, and your brain genuinely couldnât process it fast enough.
The sudden loss of friction made your pussy throb painfully hard while your hips twitched restlessly against the mattress beneath you. Sevika noticed instantly because her mouth twitched slightly at the corners before she leaned closer.
Warm breath brushed directly against your soaked folds first, making your entire body jolt violently beneath her. âSevika,â you gasped softly, almost panicked by how badly you suddenly needed her.
âYou said you were thinking about my mouth,â Sevika reminded you quietly. Her voice vibrated low against the inside of your thigh while her eyes stayed locked on your face now instead of the mess between your legs.
âSo tell me,â she continued roughly while her flesh hand spread your folds apart slowly with two fingers. âTell me what else you wanted.â The movement exposed your clit completely to the cool air, already swollen and slick and twitching visibly beneath her touch.
Sevika cursed softly under her breath at the sight before dragging her thumb lightly over it once. Your back arched immediately off the mattress.
âOh my godââ
The cry tore out of your throat embarrassingly loud. Your thighs shook violently around Sevikaâs shoulders while your fingers twisted helplessly into the sheets beside your head.
Sevika stared directly at your face while rubbing another slow circle over your clit, expression darkening visibly when your hips bucked harder toward her touch.
âThat sensitive already?â she asked lowly, almost sounding amused despite the obvious hunger thickening her voice now.
You couldnât answer properly because pleasure was hitting too fast now, every tiny movement against your clit sending sharp pulses straight through your stomach. Sevika watched you struggle for words for another second before leaning closer suddenly.
Then her tongue dragged slowly through your folds.
The feeling hit hard enough to make your entire body seize. A strangled moan escaped your mouth while your thighs tried desperately to close around Sevikaâs head again, but her metal hand kept you spread open effortlessly.
Her tongue moved slow at first, gathering slick before dragging upward toward your clit while a rough groan vibrated deep in her throat at the taste of you.
The sound nearly made your brain shut down completely because Sevika actually sounded affected, genuinely enjoying herself between your legs right now. âFuck,â she muttered roughly against your pussy before licking into you again even deeper than before.
Your hands flew into her hair automatically. Fingers tangled tightly into the dark strands while your hips rocked helplessly against Sevikaâs mouth searching for more pressure, more friction, more anything.
Sevika let you pull at her hair without complaint while her tongue continued working through your soaked folds slowly and thoroughly like she was savouring every reaction she dragged from you.
Every wet sound filled the room embarrassingly loudly now, mixing with your broken moans and Sevikaâs rough breathing between your thighs.
The slick scrape of her stubble against your inner legs only made everything feel dirtier too, enough that your clit kept twitching uncontrollably every time she exhaled against it. You could physically feel yourself dripping around her tongue now, body completely giving up beneath her.
âThis what you were imagining?â Sevika asked suddenly against your pussy.
The vibration of her voice against your clit made you cry out sharply. Your hips jerked upward hard enough that Sevikaâs grip tightened immediately on your thighs, metal fingers digging firmly into soft skin while she held you open for her mouth.
âY-yes,â you gasped desperately while your head pressed deeper into the pillows behind you. âFuck, yes.â
The admission came out wrecked and needy and completely honest now because there was no point pretending anymore. Sevika groaned softly after hearing it, the sound low and rough and genuinely pleased in a way that made your stomach tighten violently again.
âGood,â she murmured before licking another slow stripe directly over your clit.
Your entire body kept trembling beneath Sevika after that. Every slow drag of her tongue through your soaked folds made your hips jerk helplessly against her mouth while your fingers tightened harder in her hair. The room felt blurry around the edges now, pleasure building so intensely beneath your skin that it almost hurt to breathe properly.
Sevika stayed settled heavily between your thighs while her metal hand kept one leg thrown securely over her shoulder, holding you open exactly the way youâd imagined earlier. The realization alone nearly made you whine because somehow the reality felt even dirtier than the fantasy ever had.
âThat all?â Sevika asked roughly after another long lick against your clit. Her voice vibrated low against your pussy again, sending another sharp pulse straight through your stomach while your thighs shook harder around her head.
âThatâs all you were thinking about?â she continued quietly, dark eyes flicking upward toward your face while her tongue dragged teasing little circles over your clit now instead of giving you enough pressure.
The question immediately made your stomach twist because there had been so much more in your head earlier. Filthier things. Things youâd never planned on admitting out loud to Sevika in your entire life.
Your breathing turned embarrassingly uneven again. One of your hands slipped from Sevikaâs hair down toward your own throat unconsciously while you tried forcing words past the humiliation tightening in your chest.
Sevika noticed the movement instantly because her eyes followed your fingers carefully before narrowing slightly in understanding.
âFuck,â she muttered softly against your skin. The single word sounded dangerously interested. âCâmon,â she coaxed lower afterward while her thumb rubbed another slow circle against your clit. âTell me what else you wanted.â
You swallowed hard enough to hurt.
âI was thinkingâŠâ Your voice nearly disappeared completely for a second while Sevika stayed perfectly still waiting beneath you. âI was thinking about you choking me,â you admitted shakily while heat flooded your entire body again.
The confession immediately made Sevika groan softly against your thigh, dark eyes flashing upward toward your face again with open hunger this time.
Your pussy clenched hard enough around nothing to make your hips twitch violently against her mouth. âYeah?â Sevika asked quietly, voice suddenly rougher than before. âYou want my hand around your throat that bad?â
The filthy wording made a broken sound leave your mouth immediately. Your thighs trembled violently around her shoulders while Sevika slowly licked another stripe through your folds, clearly enjoying the way your body reacted every time she spoke. âWanted you pinning me down,â you confessed weakly while your fingers curled tighter into the sheets beneath you.
âWanted you choking me while you made me cum.â The second sentence barely came out steady because Sevikaâs expression changed completely after hearing it. Her pupils looked blown wide now, jaw tight enough that you could see the muscle flexing beneath her skin.
Then Sevika finally moved upward again.
The sudden loss of her mouth against your pussy made you whine softly while she climbed over you instead, broad body settling heavily between your spread thighs. Her hand grabbed your jaw roughly before tilting your face upward toward hers while her other arm braced beside your head against the mattress.
You could taste yourself faintly on her mouth already from where sheâd been between your legs seconds earlier, and the realization alone nearly made your brain short circuit.
âLike this?â Sevika asked lowly while her flesh hand slid slowly down from your jaw toward your throat. Your pulse jumped wildly beneath her fingers the second she touched you there.
âFuck,â you whispered shakily.
Sevikaâs hand tightened.
Not enough to hurt. Not enough to stop your breathing. Just enough pressure to make your entire body arch upward instinctively beneath her while a needy moan spilled from your mouth.
Her dark eyes stayed locked directly on your face while her thumb pressed slowly against the side of your throat, feeling the way your pulse raced beneath her hand now.
âPretty,â she muttered softly while watching your expression fall apart beneath the pressure. The praise mixed horribly with the choking, enough that your pussy throbbed so hard it almost ached.
âI was thinking about you slapping my tits too,â you admitted suddenly before embarrassment could stop you. The words rushed out breathlessly while Sevika stared down at you with obvious fascination spreading slowly across her face now.
âShit,â she breathed softly, almost sounding impressed by the confession. Her hand stayed around your throat while the other slid downward over your chest slowly, fingers curling against the fabric of your shirt before tugging it upward impatiently.
Cool air brushed across your skin the second your chest was exposed fully beneath her. Sevika stared for maybe half a second before her expression darkened again instantly.
Then her palm smacked sharply against one of your breasts.
The sound cracked loudly through the bedroom. A cry escaped your mouth immediately while your back arched hard off the mattress, nipples tightening painfully from the sudden sting mixed with pleasure shooting through your body. Sevikaâs hand rubbed over the reddening skin afterward almost absentmindedly while she watched your reaction closely.
âThat what you wanted?â she asked lowly while her thumb brushed slowly across your nipple afterward. The roughness in her voice nearly made your head spin completely.
âYes,â you gasped immediately. âFuck, yes.â
Sevika laughed softly under her breath after hearing how desperate you sounded. Her hand squeezed your throat once more before finally loosening enough for you to breathe properly again while she leaned closer over you.
âAnything else?â she asked quietly against your lips. The question shouldâve embarrassed you more than it did, but your body already felt too overheated and desperate to stop now.
Your hands slid upward against Sevikaâs shoulders slowly while your thighs wrapped instinctively around her waist. âI was thinking about you spitting in my mouth,â you whispered weakly.
Sevika froze for half a second.
Then she groaned.
âFuckinâ filthy,â she muttered darkly while staring down at you like she wanted to ruin you completely now. Heat flooded straight between your legs again while your pussy clenched hard around nothing beneath her weight.
Sevikaâs hand slid from your throat into your hair instead, gripping tightly near the roots before tugging your head backward slightly. âOpen,â she ordered lowly.
Your lips parted immediately.
Sevika stared down into your mouth for one long second before spitting directly onto your tongue.
The act felt so filthy and intimate that a moan escaped your throat instantly. Your hips bucked upward hard against Sevikaâs waist while your eyes squeezed shut briefly from how intensely arousal crashed through your body afterward. Sevika watched the reaction carefully before grabbing your jaw again roughly. âSwallow it,â she murmured.
You obeyed instantly.
âGood girl,â Sevika praised softly afterward, and your pussy practically throbbed at the words.
Then your brain caught back up with another fantasy youâd been obsessing over earlier.
âI was imagining grinding against you too,â you admitted breathlessly while your hands slid lower down Sevikaâs body. âPussy against pussy.â The confession immediately made Sevikaâs expression darken further.
Her eyes dragged slowly downward between your bodies before lifting back toward your face again while something hungry flickered visibly behind them now. âYeah?â she asked lowly.
You nodded desperately beneath her.
âWanted to feel you grind against me until we both came,â you whispered.
Sevika cursed softly under her breath again.
Then one of her thick thighs suddenly shoved firmly between your legs.
Your entire body jolted at the pressure immediately while Sevika grabbed your hips hard enough to bruise. âThen grind,â she ordered roughly while forcing your hips downward against her thigh.
The friction hit your clit instantly, slick dragging hot against denim while a loud moan ripped from your throat before you could stop it.
Sevika watched your face carefully while guiding your hips harder against her, expression growing darker every second you lost yourself further beneath her.
âThat it?â she murmured roughly against your mouth while your pussy dragged desperately against her thigh again and again. âThis what you wanted so bad?â
âPlease.â
The word fell out of your mouth before you could even think about it properly. Your hips kept grinding desperately against Sevikaâs thigh while she held you down against her with both hands gripping your waist hard enough to leave bruises later.
Every drag of rough denim against your swollen clit sent sharp pulses through your stomach now, enough that your thighs shook uncontrollably around Sevikaâs body. The friction felt good, too good, but it still wasnât enough anymore. You wanted skin. Wanted heat. Wanted her.
âPlease what?â Sevika asked lowly against your mouth.
The roughness in her voice nearly made your brain melt completely. Her eyes stayed fixed on your face while she continued forcing your hips against her thigh in slow hard movements, clearly enjoying how wrecked you already looked beneath her.
Your chest heaved beneath your pushed-up shirt while slick smeared messily against the inside of your thighs and Sevikaâs jeans now from how wet youâd gotten.
The embarrassment shouldâve mattered more than it did, but you couldnât think about anything except the ache between your legs and the unbearable need building tighter every second.
âNeed your clothes off,â you gasped desperately while your fingers clutched at the fabric of Sevikaâs shirt. âNeed to feel you properly.â
Sevikaâs jaw tightened visibly at that.
âYeah?â she murmured softly, though her voice had gone dangerously rough now. One of her hands slid lower against your hip before gripping hard enough to still your desperate movements briefly against her thigh. The sudden loss of friction made a pathetic whine leave your mouth immediately while your hips tried instinctively to move again.
Sevika watched the reaction closely, dark eyes practically burning into your face while a slow smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth. âLook at you,â she muttered quietly. âSo desperate already.â
âSevika, please,â you begged again, softer this time.
The sound did something to her.
You saw it instantly in the way her expression shifted, restraint cracking visibly beneath the hunger spreading across her face now. Sevika cursed softly under her breath before sitting back slightly on the bed, large hands dragging roughly down your thighs while she stared at the mess between them. Your pussy looked absolutely ruined already, swollen and slick and twitching every time cool air hit your clit wrong.
Thick wetness coated the inside of your legs and smeared against Sevikaâs sheets beneath you from how long sheâd been teasing and touching you. Sevika stared for maybe a second too long before dragging her eyes back upward toward your face again.
âYou gonna behave if I do?â she asked lowly.
You nodded immediately.
Too quickly.
The eagerness made Sevika laugh softly beneath her breath while she finally reached down toward her own clothes. Your stomach tightened violently watching her movements, pulse pounding so hard you could feel it everywhere while Sevika slowly unbuckled her belt with one hand.
Metal clinked softly through the room before she shoved her jeans down her thighs enough to reveal dark underwear stretched tightly against broad muscular legs.
The sight alone nearly made your mouth water because Sevika looked unfairly good even half dressed, all heavy muscle and rough hands and sharp hungry eyes watching your reactions carefully.
âFuck,â you whispered weakly.
Sevikaâs smirk deepened slightly after hearing it.
Then she shoved her underwear down too.
Your breath caught so hard it almost hurt.
Sevika spread her thighs slightly while sitting back against the bed, giving you your first proper look at her pussy beneath the dim apartment lighting.
Dark curls sat between strong muscular thighs already slick with arousal, wetness glistening visibly between swollen folds while her clit peeked out slightly from how worked up sheâd clearly gotten watching you unravel for her.
She looked gorgeous. Rough and messy and real in a way that made your entire body heat instantly all over again. Your eyes dragged helplessly over the slick gathered between her thighs before flicking back upward toward her face in complete disbelief.
Sevika noticed instantly.
âWhat?â she asked roughly, though there was something slightly smug beneath the question now.
âYouâre so fucking pretty,â you admitted breathlessly.
The confession seemed to catch her off guard for maybe half a second because Sevikaâs expression flickered strangely before darkening again almost immediately afterward.
âYeah?â she muttered quietly while one hand slid slowly between her own thighs. Your stomach twisted violently watching thick fingers drag through the slick coating her folds before circling lazily around her clit once.
A rough exhale left Sevikaâs mouth at the contact while her eyes never left yours. âYou did this,â she added lowly afterward. âGot me this wet all from touching yourself in my fucking bed.â
The filthy reminder made your pussy clench hard enough to ache.
You couldnât stop staring at her.
At the wetness glistening between her thighs. At the way her muscles flexed slightly every time her fingers brushed her clit. At the dark hair trailing across her lower stomach and the slick coating her fingers now from touching herself in front of you.
Sevika looked completely different like this, less guarded somehow despite how intense she still seemed. Raw. Hungry. Aroused enough that you could physically see it between her legs now. The realization alone nearly made you moan.
âCome here,â Sevika ordered suddenly.
You moved immediately.
Your body practically crawled toward her across the mattress without hesitation while Sevika leaned back slightly against the headboard, thighs spreading wider to make room for you between them.
Her eyes stayed locked on you the entire time, heavy and dark and impossible to look away from while your breathing grew shakier with every inch closer.
The heat rolling off her body felt overwhelming now that you were close enough to actually touch her properly. You could smell sex and sweat and Sevika herself mixing thickly in the air around you both. Your pussy practically throbbed from how badly you wanted her.
âSit,â Sevika murmured lowly while patting one thick thigh.
You climbed into her lap immediately.
The second your soaked pussy brushed against Sevikaâs slick folds, both of you gasped sharply at the same time. Heat flooded through your body instantly because finally feeling her properly after imagining it for so long nearly overwhelmed your brain completely. Sevikaâs pussy felt hot and slick beneath you, wet folds dragging against yours every time your hips shifted even slightly.
Your clit brushed hers accidentally once and your entire body jerked violently from the sudden sharp pleasure. âFuck,â Sevika groaned softly beneath you while her hands grabbed your hips hard enough to steady you.
âThatâs it,â she muttered roughly. âGrind against me.â
You obeyed immediately.
Your hips rolled downward slowly at first, slick pussies dragging wetly against each other while both of you moaned at the sensation together. The friction felt completely different from her thigh earlier, softer and hotter and so much filthier now that you could actually feel Sevikaâs wetness smearing against your own.
Every movement made slick spread messily between your thighs while your clits kept catching together in little bursts of overwhelming pleasure. Sevikaâs head tipped back briefly against the headboard with a rough groan while her fingers dug harder into your hips. âFuck, there you go,â she breathed shakily. âPretty girl.â
Your hips kept moving desperately against Sevikaâs without any rhythm left anymore. Every wet grind of your pussy against hers sent sharp bursts of pleasure through your stomach while slick spread hotter and messier between your thighs with each movement.
Sevika stayed leaned back against the headboard beneath you, broad hands gripping your hips tightly while she guided your body against hers exactly the way she wanted.
The room had filled completely with filthy wet sounds now, the drag of your soaked folds against hers mixing with broken moans and uneven breathing until it almost felt impossible to think straight anymore.
You were completely gone for her already, reduced to nothing but desperate grinding and soft needy noises every time your clit caught against hers just right.
âFuck, look at you,â Sevika groaned roughly while staring up at your face. Her dark eyes dragged slowly over your flushed skin, your swollen lips, your chest heaving hard above her while your body shook in her lap.
You could physically feel how wet sheâd gotten beneath you now, slick coating both your thighs while your pussies rubbed together in messy desperate movements that kept making both of you gasp.
Sevikaâs fingers tightened harder against your hips when your grinding grew sloppier, clearly noticing how close you were getting already. âCan barely keep yourself together,â she muttered lowly, voice thick with arousal now.
A pathetic whine escaped your throat immediately.
The sound seemed to snap something inside Sevika because suddenly one large hand left your hip and grabbed your breast roughly instead. Her fingers squeezed hard enough to make your back arch upward while another moan spilled from your mouth.
Then Sevikaâs palm smacked sharply across your tit again. The sting shot straight through your body instantly, pleasure and pain tangling together hard enough to make your pussy clench violently against hers.
âOh fuckââ you cried out loudly while your hips jerked harder against Sevikaâs lap. The movement dragged your clit directly over hers again and both of you moaned at the exact same time.
âThatâs it,â Sevika groaned deeply beneath you. Her hand rubbed roughly over the reddening skin of your breast after the slap while her other hand kept forcing your hips downward against her. âPretty fuckinâ thing,â she muttered while watching your tits bounce every time your body jolted above her.
The rough praise mixed horribly with the sharp sting lingering across your chest, enough that your thighs shook uncontrollably around Sevikaâs waist now.
Every movement between your legs felt wetter and sloppier than before too, slick practically dripping down both your thighs while your clits kept grinding together over and over again. You genuinely couldnât stop moaning anymore.
âSevikaâŠâ Her name came out wrecked and breathless while your fingers clutched desperately at her shoulders. Your entire body felt overheated now, pleasure tightening so intensely low in your stomach that every little movement threatened to push you over the edge completely.
Sevika stared directly at your face while you unraveled above her, expression dark and hungry and completely focused on every reaction she dragged from your body. Another sharp slap landed against your other breast suddenly and your mouth fell open with a loud cry.
The pain made your pussy pulse hard against hers, slick smearing messily between your folds while your hips ground down harder instinctively afterward.
âThatâs my girl,â Sevika groaned roughly.
The praise nearly made you cum on the spot.
Your forehead dropped against Sevikaâs shoulder while your body shook harder above her, grinding desperately against her soaked pussy now without any control left at all. Sevikaâs hands moved greedily over your body beneath her, one gripping your waist while the other squeezed your breast hard enough to leave marks behind.
Every time your clits brushed together, sharp pleasure shot violently through your stomach until your legs could barely hold you upright anymore.
Sevika wasnât doing much better either. Her breathing had gone rough and uneven beneath you now, low groans slipping from her mouth every few seconds whenever your hips dragged properly against her.
âFuck, keep going,â Sevika breathed shakily against your neck. One of her hands slid downward suddenly between your bodies, fingers spreading your slick folds slightly before rubbing directly against your clit while you ground against her at the same time.
The double stimulation nearly made you scream because your clit already felt painfully sensitive from everything sheâd done to you tonight.
Your hips bucked wildly against her hand while your thighs trembled so hard Sevika had to grip you tighter to keep you steady above her. âThatâs it,â she groaned lower while staring up at your completely wrecked expression. âUse daddyâs pussy just like that.â
The title hit you like a physical blow.
Your entire body seized instantly above her while a broken moan tore from your throat loud enough to echo slightly through the room. Sevika noticed immediately because a dark smirk spread slowly across her face while her fingers rubbed harder against your clit.
âYeah?â she asked roughly. âYou like that?â Your brain felt completely gone now, nothing left except heat and pleasure and Sevika beneath you calling herself daddy while your pussy dragged wetly against hers.
The pressure building low in your stomach suddenly tightened violently all at once. âDaddyââ you cried out desperately before you could stop yourself.
âFuck,â Sevika groaned deeply beneath you.
Her hands grabbed your hips harder immediately, forcing you to grind faster against her while her own hips started bucking upward now searching desperately for friction too.
Wet sounds filled the room obscenely loud while both of you moved together messily, slick spreading absolutely everywhere between your thighs and lower stomachs now. Sevikaâs head tipped backward against the headboard with another rough curse while her fingers kept rubbing your clit relentlessly.
âYou gonna cum for daddy?â she asked lowly while staring directly into your face again. The words nearly shattered whatever control you had left instantly.
âYes,â you sobbed breathlessly. âPleaseâ fuck, daddy, pleaseââ
âThatâs it,â Sevika groaned roughly. âCum all over daddyâs pussy.â
The command pushed you completely over the edge.
Your orgasm hit hard enough to knock the breath from your lungs instantly. A loud cry tore from your throat while your entire body arched violently above Sevika, thighs shaking uncontrollably around her waist while pleasure crashed through you in brutal overwhelming waves.
Your clit pulsed hard against Sevikaâs while slick spread hotter between your grinding bodies, hips still jerking desperately against hers even after the orgasm started hitting.
Sevika held you tightly through all of it, groaning deeply beneath you while watching your face completely fall apart above her. âFuck, good girl,â she breathed shakily while your body trembled against hers.
The feeling of you cumming against her finally dragged Sevika over too.
Her grip on your hips tightened almost painfully while a rough groan ripped from her chest low and deep enough to make your stomach twist again. Sevikaâs head fell backward against the headboard while her own hips bucked upward hard beneath you, soaked pussy grinding desperately against yours while her orgasm hit.
You could physically feel her clenching against you now, slick smearing messily between your folds while both of you shook together in the middle of the ruined sheets.
âFuckâ fuck,â Sevika cursed breathlessly while her fingers dug into your skin hard enough to bruise. The sight of Sevika losing composure beneath you almost made your body try to cum again from sheer overstimulation alone.
Your movements eventually slowed into weak trembling little rolls of your hips against hers. Both of you stayed tangled together breathing hard while sweat clung to your skin and slick coated your thighs completely now.
Sevikaâs hands slid more gently over your waist afterward, thumbs rubbing slow soothing circles against overheated skin while she stared up at you with dark exhausted eyes.
Your forehead stayed pressed against her shoulder while your body twitched every few seconds from aftershocks still rippling through you. Then Sevika laughed softly beneath her breath, rough voice still wrecked from orgasm.
âRuined my fucking sheets,â she muttered quietly.
Having a tech savvy girlfriend quickly got Sevika acquainted with the horrors of social media. Before she met you, she avoided apps like Instagram and Twitter like the plague. She used to dabble when they first came out, but quickly became bored after seeing the 10th high school classmate become pregnant with yet another straight man.
"So, you know what an influencer is?" You asked her one day while laying in her lap. Before a title was established between the two of you.
She laughed. "I'm not totally under a rock."
"Just making sure." You showed her your instagram page. "I'm an event curator. Unfortunately these apps are my life line."
Back then Sevika took your job in stride. The photos on your page mostly were filled with the parties you held, nothing too flashy. But as your following grew, your fans grew more curious. You didn't post a lot of personal pictures, maybe a selfie now and then. But your followers grew more antsy to see you more, even asking for more candids of you at your own events.
Sevika didn't mind this. At least not all the time. You always kept it professional. And if Sevika had a problem with the way you made money, she wouldn't of asked to be yours.
The only time it really bothered her. Was during the long days. Where you would be out until the wee hours of the am. These types of days usually had Sevika missing you the whole day.
Sevika was deep in slumber when she felt a kiss on her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open to your body walking away from her.
"Thought you were off today?" Sevika's voice still hadn't woken up yet. Sounding groggy and whiny.
"Had a last minute change on a pop up scheduled for this weekend. I should be back later tonight."
"You sure?"
You sighed. "Not gonna lie, it sounds like an all day thing. But I'm hoping not." You walked back to your bed to caressthe side of Sevika's face, leaning down for another peck. "Don't wait up for me on dinner."
A tinge of dissapointment sprouted in Sevika's chest. But your work came first, so she pushed it down.
"Call me if you need anything."
You nodded, and hurried out of your room. Leaving Sevika laying in your sheets, that still smelled like you. She tried to go back to sleep, but the ache in her chest won over. Maybe food would fix it.
Days like this seemed to drag on for Sevika. Breakfast unfortunately didn't solve Sevika's want for you to stay home, but it started her day. While she sat at your dining room table alone, her thumb scrolled on the only app she had. The place where you posted the most.
The latest story from you advertised the pop up. Normal for you. But the video that followed showed you backing up from the camera. Showing your outfit of the day.
You must of changed from this morning, she vividly remembered you leaving with a t shirt and shorts on.
Bangles littered both of your arms, as you twirled around. The dress you wore made you look like an ethereal fairy, topped off with a hair wrap. Sevika had to take a pause from eating to take you in. Spoon hovering above her oatmeal.
Seeing this didn't help the hunger inside her. Even holding her finger down so the story wouldn't go away.
Heat creeped between her legs. She squeezed them unconsciously, which caused her to roll her eyes. She was too easy sometimes.
To distract herself she closed the app. Silently vowing that she'd stay off your page today.
This vow soon was stomped to bits, as you followed all the tasks she completed throughout the day. At the gym she stalked your story, seeing the shots you would take of the set up. Her phone stayed in her hand as she shopped for some groceries. Even going as far as taking an extra minute on the toilet to wait for a post notification from you.
You: Looking like it's going to be another hour or two Vika.
Sevika was now sat in her own bed. It took everything in her to not call you. She texted you back instead.
Sevika: It's alright. I'll just see you tomorrow.
You: You don't want me to come over tonight?
Sevika: Of course I do. I just know you're going to be tired as hell.
You: Maybe. But I miss you.
Sevika's hands typed quicker than her mind.
Sevika: Show me.
As the text bubbles started to appear, she was prepared for a rejection. You were at work after all. An hour went by with no response. It was now 10pm. Sevika distracted herself with some tv, thinking you forgot all about her text. Her phone buzzed, thinking it was someone else she opened her phone casually. But sat up once she saw that there was an attached image.
You: Can't wait to see you. Hope this holds you over.
Attached was you in the drivers seat, presumbably in some car garage. You had your dress off your shoulders, the fabric hanging at your waist. Your hair was no longer in your wrap, and both of your hands were cupping you bra. Your nipples peaking out just a tinge.
All the control Sevika was holding throughout the day seemed to seep away as she gazed at the beauty that was you. Knowing that you could of got caught made her even more turned on.
Tv forgotten, Sevika's hand betrayed her, sliding into her boxers. Her phone stayed in her left hand, your body on full display. Her fingers spread herself apart, slowly teasing her slick walls.
She leaned her head against her headboard, eyes closed. Imagining she was in the car with you, your body free for her to admire and kiss.
"Fuck." Sevika whimpered to the air. Her voice just a whisper as she played with her clit. Your tits looked so nice in that bra. She remembered getting it for you on Valentine's day last year, with panties to match. She craved to run her tongue over your chest, just to hear the whine you would make when she bit you just so.
As her mind wandered her pace quickened, her hips no longer stayed still as they moved in time with her fingers. Her peak soon came with her legs shaking violently, with your name off her lips.
She laid back, breathing heavily. After catching her breath she brought her phone over her body. All in its afterglow glory, her creamy pussy being the main show.
Sevika: [Photo attached] Look what you made me do baby
Sevika: Come home. Why aren't you in my bed yet?
Her phone rang not too long after.
"That was quite bold of you." Sevika could tell you were trying to keep yourself together.
"You know how you make me feel. You can't just give me a taste and leave me hanging."
"We're finishing up now."
"I'll be waiting for you."
"All wet for me too?"
"Yes." Sevika's voice cracked, her throat dry from her orgasm.
"Okay, baby. I'm leaving now."
"Be safe."
Sevika hung up. The anticipation ran through her. Her phone went back to the pic you shared, making Sevika cunt twitch terribly. Her hand ran over her clit again, gaze focused on the art gifted to her. She wanted to be wet and ready for you after all.
â„ă»summary; sevika's overworked, and janna knows underpaid. she's reached her limit, and you're all too ready to take the weight off her shoulders.
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sevika hasnât ever known peace.
not as a child, not as a teenager, and sure as hell not as an adult.
being silcoâs left hand might be the most demanding thing sheâs ever done. the woman has cleaned up more bodies than she can count, ignoring the phantom feeling of several othersâ blood on her hands. sheâs robbed, killed, moved barrels of shimmer across borders like itâs another day at a supermarket. the woman has never thought much of the kind of work she does.
this is all for a greater cause: resistance. in zaun, itâs every man for themselves. she wants to give back to the community, to leave a better life for the youth of zaun than she was afforded.
janna knows itâs taxing, though. silco worked her to the bone in life, and seemed to still be shouting at her from the grave. she could use a fucking break every once in a while.Â
the heavy wooden door slams behind your girlfriend, stepping into your shared home to collapse onto the couch. she rubs at her head like she has a migraine, but you know better- that the woman is exhausted. not the kind of exhaustion that can be fixed with sleep, though.
the type that seeps into her bones, down to the marrow.
ârough day?â you ask, approaching her slowly. you sit down beside her, though donât press against her, for fear of overwhelming the woman. not that you ever have. she nods and mumbles something incoherent.
a deep breath in, and sevika turns her head to look at you. âitâs always a rough day on the job. nothinâ new.â
you swallow, and sigh. she always says something along those lines, and you donât want to overstep, but- âyou look worn out. like, rough.â
she scoffs, half-amused. âflattery will get you everywhere.â
âyou know what i mean.â
âyeah.âÂ
you canât lie. you worry about sevika, more than you could admit. even if you could, youâre not sure youâd have the words to accurately capture just how much you worry. but you knew what you were getting into when you got involved with the woman. you knew what the undercity demanded of her, you knew where her heart laid. it would be cruel to ask her to give it up.
she still makes time for you. always shows up and remembers the little things- so you canât particularly complain. despite working like a dog, sevika is a damn good girlfriend.
still.
âi just wish youâd take a break sometimes,â you sigh.
âyou know i canât do that.â
you nod. you do know that. sheâs said it before, yet it isnât any better to hear the second time. or third. or fourth.
âat least take it easy at home for a little while,â you take her flesh hand in yours, gently taking it into your lap and running your thumb along the back. she relaxes a little into your touch. âis there anything i can do, babe? anything at all?â
sevika takes another deep breath in, followed by a heavy sigh. she pauses for a moment, eyes downcast and seemingly in thought, before she speaks lowly. âyou know what you can do?â
you open your mouth to speak, but the words die on your tongue before you can utter them. her hand goes to the back of your head, guiding it down, down, down- between her legs. you feel heat rush to your core at the mere implication.
âyou want me to?-â
âyeah,â she mutters. âhelp take the edge off, would ya?â
gods, you donât think youâve ever said âyesâ to anything so quickly. you nod frantically, like your livelihood depends on this, and your hands fly to start undoing her belt buckles and freeing her of those tattered pants. they pool around her ankles, and the woman slouches back into the couch, letting her legs spread wide in anticipation. you sink to your knees in front of her.
like sheâs a deity, presenting the finest delicacy zaun has to offer on a silver platter.
for a second, youâre captivated by the bushy mess between her legs, folds already glistening with arousal, swollen clit peeking out and tempting you to take a bite. you grip onto her scarred thighs as you lower your head even further, ghosting over her cunt.
that hand on the back of your head shoves you forward, and you yelp, but get the message immediately.
âget on with it,â she grunts. âyou wanted to help, right?â
you nod against her, tongue darting out to swirl around her clit. no buildup, no foreplay, just consumption. you lav over her like a woman starved, fast and firm. your nails start to dig into her thighs as your tongue goes from clit to hole, dipping in ever so slightly. sevika rewards you with a hushed grunt, a sharp groan as you slide back up to the bundle of nerves and start sucking. she pushes you even further in, metal fingers tangling in your hair.
âcome on,â she breathes out, biting her lip to stifle a moan. âlike you fuckinâ mean it.â
your panties must be absolutely soaked through right now, thighs absentmindedly rubbing together in some desperate attempt for friction. you know better than to be selfish right now, though, devoted only to your womanâs pleasure- doubling down.Â
all thatâs on your mind is trying to get her off. make her fucking relax for once.
you suckle her clit even harder, then prod her entrance with your ring and middle finger before sliding them in. they go in easily, too easily, up to the knuckle. you thrust in and out while sucking on her clit like the sweetest candy.Â
âoh, fuck!â
sevikaâs hips start thrusting up, into your mouth, pushing you to devour her cunt. moaning against her like youâre the one being pleasured, like this is the most important task youâve ever been given. as far as youâre concerned, ears filled with the sounds of her low expletives, it is.
youâre absolutely desperate to bring her over that edge, and you can tell by the way her thighs threaten to close around your head that sheâs close.Â
you crook your fingers inside the woman, meeting that spongy spot inside of her that sends her head spinning. she bites down on her lip and the sharp metal fingertips dig into your scalp harsh enough to bring tears to your eyes, and still.
youâve got a one-track mind.
âiâm right there,â she breathes out. âcâmon, you- get me off-â
your teeth scrape against her clit, and that does her in. sevika cums with a low groan, soaking your fingers in sticky arousal. she holds you close to her cunt throughout it all, and your moans against her send shockwaves through the womanâs body.
âshiiiit, thatâs it..â
for just a second, she loosens her hold on your hair. you do need to breathe, after all, and thatâs exactly what you do once you unlatch from her pussy. your eyes are glassy, cheeks stained with salty tears, lips and chin shimmering with evidence of her orgasm. you take labored breaths, tongue occasionally darting out to lick the slick off of your lips.
mockingly, your girlfriendâs flesh hand drops to hold your jaw up by your chin. she gives a lazy, lopsided smirk, looking down through half-lidded eyes. your heart skips a beat.
gods, she looks like pure sin. she looks beautiful, and most importantly, more relaxed.
âyou think you can give me one more?â her hand squeezes your chin a little tighter, and you nod immediately. frantically. âyou remember our safeword, yeah?â
you nod again. you do, but it hasnât crossed your mind once during all of this.Â
sevika, name meaning âloyal servant.â if your mind wasnât so hazy, you could scoff at the irony of all this. in your relationship, youâve always fit that title much better.
devoted only to her, and her pleasure.
youâre pulled out of your head by a harsh slap to the cheek, leaving a stinging sensation behind. you gasp, and sevikaâs voice is lower. more gravelly.Â
âwords, slut.â
âyes,â you gasp. âyes, i do, iâll- fuck, iâll give you another. anything you want, âvika, anything-â
she shoves your head forward once again, and all words die on your tongue. you go straight back to making out with her cunt, swirling your tongue around her oversensitive clit, using your hands to spread her even wider like a three-course meal, slurping her juices and spitting on her cunt just to lick it back off.
youâre lost in her.
sevika canât help herself. the previous orgasm was earth-shattering on its own, and this? you going all in, pulling out all the stops? she canât hold her moans back, growing more high-pitched. her hips move against your mouth, pushing you impossibly closer.
her hips stuttering and moving in a janky rhythm. you donât pay it any mind, only the sounds that she makes and the delicious sting that her tugging on your hair leaves.
your poor pussy is fluttering around nothing, wet and weeping for any sort of attention. later, you think. later, youâll stuff your fingers inside yourself and take what youâve been deprived, probably while the woman before you is sleeping.
for now, though, those very fingers slip back into her. three this time, filling her up, stretching her out, scissoring inside of her and curling against her g-spot. she near screams at this.
âfuck,â she groans. âyouâre desperate for it, huh? ahh.. dirty girl, all you need is my cunt and youâre happy..â
you donât respond, but you do groan into her and start suckling on her clit again. teasing her, doing her in all again, watching her abs contract and feeling her thighs tremble in your hands. you could die down here.
you could survive solely off sevikaâs cunt for sustenance, and say that you lived a happy life.
âkeep doinâ that,â her abs tense again, itâs barely been two minutes and sheâs already close again. your eyes water, hot tears dripping down your cheeks. âdonât you dare stop-â
you donât dream of it. your nails dig into sevikaâs thighs deep enough to leave angry indents, causing her to hiss through her teeth.
all you want is to give your woman the stress relief she so desperately needs.
another curl of your fingers and your tongue flattening against her clit makes sevika shatter once more. her mouth falls open in a silent cry, tugging your hair and grinding against your mouth like you owe her money. she gushes over your face, dripping down to your neck and between your breasts, making little whimpers escape you. as if youâre begging her for more. please, you think. please, give it to me. let yourself go.
with a huff through her nose, your girlfriend shoves your face away from her cunt. still on your knees between her legs, you look up at her flushed expression and listen to her breathy chuckles.
âget some water, darlinâ,â she mutters, weakly pointing toward the kitchen. âtake a breather. then i want you back on your knees. deal?â
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half-sleep, sevika shifts uncomfortably under the all too warm covers. her inner thighs, growing sticky from her own slick. she curses herself for staying at work for so long. being on the council is hard work, but never is it more urgent than the throbbing of her engorged clit. she came home to you already sleep, unable to give her what she really needs. exhausted from work and sexually frustrated: sevikaâs worst nightmare.
softly groaning sevika turns to face your sleeping body. your nipples hard from the cool air in the room, softly heaving up and down. your lips slightly parted as muted snores escape your perfect mouth. sevika bites her lip, praying that her wide eyes would magically make you sense her desire. to her expected dismay, it doesnât.
âfuck, you look so fucking good.â sevika whimpers, reaching a needy hand down past her boxer shorts. taking her middle and index fingers she slowly traces the edges of her aching hole. teasing herself, gathering her own pre-cum. sevika bites down to muffle her raspy whines.
âwish you wereâŠâ sevika slowly pumps her fingers in her pulsating cunt. âdoinâ this for meââ
her breath hitches as her fingers reach deeper inside of her. arching her back sevika speeds up, a soft squelching softly ringing out. sevika couldnât stop on how perfect your tits look, how good theyâd feel in her mouth, how she wanted you to be pounding into her. her mouth falls open as her core tightens. her eyes flutter, her body on fire. sevika knew she was going to far, the way her pussy twitches wildly, how hard it is to thinkâshe didnât care. her mind only focus being how good this felt.
your hand firmly grabs sevikaâs wrist.
âsâneedy,â you gaze at her through half-hooded eyes. sevikaâs eyes grow wide; her breath catches as if she believed that if she lay still enough, youâd think you were dreaming or something.
âb-babe! mâsorry, i couldnât sleep nââ
âdonât touch my shit.â you yank her fingers out from inside of her. sevika whimpers at the loss, but she canât deny the desperate ache from the way you commanded her body.
lazily, you side down pulling her boxers down just enough to gain access to her large clit. the nub poking cutely from underneath her thick bush. you slide your tongue across the small surface, gently clamping your mouth around her. a loud moan breaks through the sleepy silence.
âawh!â sevika places a large hand over the back of your head. taking a loose handful of your hair, âfuck, yesss!â quieting herself, sevika sharply exhales.
to aid your tiredness, you let your eyes close. bobbing your head with sleepy circle you make, flatly flicking your tongue over the enlarged surface. sevika sloppily bucks her hips up into your mouth. her juices from earlier soaking your chin.
âitâs yours, ohmygod itâs all yours.â sevika glides her clit over your mouth, guiding your head in the direction she wanted you in. âsuch aâŠ. such a good mouth-ngh! ahh!â sevika flexes her abs. hard.
âyouâre gunna make meâoh fffuckkââ her massive thighs clench around her head, the pressure makes you groan; the vibration making her cum even harder. her large body trembles under your body thatâs heavy with sleep. you lift up from her, flopping back on your side of the bed.
you let out a satisfied sigh, your lips buzzing in blissed out pleasure. âyou able to sleep now baby?â
sevika doesnât answer; she just silently wraps her arm around your waist, pulling you into her to cuddle.
Sevika's obsession with you crying has to be studied. She's in love with the way your cheeks and nose redden, the way your lips grow fuller, and the way your eyelashes darken with tears. Every chance she gets, she pounds you to your breaking point, having no shame in watching you plead in pleasure. The soft sniffling mixed with the wetness of your cunt-- she's immediately hooked. And it's bad. Your eyes flutter and your breath hitches, there's just something about the way you sound begging for mercy. She believes its a part of her long list of dirty kinks.
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