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Sevika x Reader

Synopsis: {Sevika has some trouble with her mechanical arm, you offer her help} For my other works my Masterlist is here <3

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The pale light of the moon was drowned out by the neon signs that flicker soft colours of pink and blue which bleed through your small apartment, it was the only source of light guiding Sevika through the room before she finds the light switch, clumsily flicking it on.

It had all gone so horribly wrong so quickly, what was meant to be a simple drop off and pick up turned into a violent mess— fucking useless, she thought bitterly. It’d be the last time she would work with some newbies who couldn’t tell their left from their right.

Her frustrations were bubbling over, that much was clear when she slams the front door shut, immediately wincing at the loud noise and once again she silently curses, this time at herself.

Sevika x Reader

PLOT: Roommate Sevika gets her wish, seeing your pussy, but better yet…fucking it. 

CW: 18+, MDNI, roommate!Sevika, dom!Sevika, virgin!reader, inexperienced reader, needy!Sevika, mommy kink, corruption kink (ish)

1.2k words // part 2

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Roommate!Sevika, who just wanted to tease you. Wanted to see your wide eyes and the way you’d bury your face in your hands, squealing in sheer embarrassment. 

“So you've never been touched? Let alone fucked yourself down there?”

Her chin points to your poorly covered cunt. You quickly cross your legs, sleep shorts riding up your plush thighs.

Why did you let Mel convince you to make Sevika your new roommate?

Roommate!Sevika, who has been dying to see your pussy, but even she didn't see things going this far.

She never thought you’d let your curiosity fog your mind with lust. Didn’t think you’d feel the same wave of need she’s felt since you batted those pretty, innocent eyes at her that first night.

“Yeah, slide those off.”

Your shorts fall to the ground, you reach for your lace panties next, they sit nice and snug in your wet folds. 

Your panties were already soaked, fabric mapping every line and curve of your hot core, leaving nothing to the imagination.

Sevika immediately shakes her head. 

“No, want those on. Slide them to side for me, baby.”

She licks her lips, legs spread wide on her side of the room, her cigar smoked out on the table between you. 

“Mhm, just like that, honey.”

You hiss as the cold air hits you right where you need to be touched most. A hand travels to your pebbled nipples, twisting the sensitive peak between your fingers, eyes locked on Sevika’s.

“W-what next, Sevika?” You say with your pussy on full display, hole pulsing around nothing, lips puffy from arousal. 

Sevika’s breath hitches as yours fails to level out. She shuffles in her seat. 

Her name… it sounded so good falling from your lips. It sent a dizzying swell to her chest. She can’t imagine how it’d sound whining, dragged out during an orgas—

“Sevika, please,” you breathe out like a hushed plea, bringing her back to reality. She watches your hips, how they're ready to rut on something—someone—not there. 

Sevika gulps, your hooded eyes, and shaky voice, fly directly to her thumping clit. 

Step by step, Sevika patiently stalks towards you, legs open and pussy dripping.

Low and controlled, “Use two fingers…yeah…now spread your silk up and then down. Yea-yeah, just like that.”

You look down, bottom lip between your teeth, quiet whimpers stuck in your throat. 

Sevika wasn’t new to this, but you, so sweet, so soft, she has to see more of you, smell all of you. 

“O-oh!”

Your eyes shut tight, hips rolling up, back arching off the back of the couch.

“Sevika, I can feel your—”

“My what?”

Her warm breath feathers over your clit as you coax your sex in your juices. 

Her eyes are trained on your fingers. 

The slightest movement has Sevika’s face flushed, mouth open, tongue gliding over her lips—hungry. 

Rough she grits out, “Your clit. Rub her for me, baby.”

Your movements are hesitant, nervous. Sevika can tell you’re overthinking, not yet lost in desire.

“Let go, it’s just you and me…good girl, move in circles. Mhm, again. Keep going, baby girl.”

She coaches you, kneeling between your shaky legs, patience running thin with every throb to her pussy, intoxicated on your strangled moans. 

“Flick it.”

She chuckles, watching your sorry excuse of a flick.

“Let me, I’ve got you.”

Her hand falls over yours. She guides it to your thigh, while her other flicks at your engorged clit. 

You stir in your seat, the pain overwhelming you, her hand digs into your thigh, holding you still.

“You ready for more, princess?”

Her dark, focused gaze makes your breath hitch.

You nod quickly, ready to be at her command. 

“Good.”

Her hands slide down your thighs, falling into the curve under your knees. She pushes your legs up, landing them rightfully onto her shoulders.

“Hmm,” You hum, pleased and ready. 

“Now, I need your hand back on your cunt…perfect, and keep tugging at your tits. God, you’re doing so well, princess.” 

You press down on your clit, circling with pressure, but you're desperate more. 

You whimper, pulse quickening, “Ngh, more. I want more, Sevika.”

“What do you need, baby?”

Your lips pout, “You…”

She smiles, grip never leaving your thighs.

“Nuh uh. I need you to do something for me first, okay?”

“Yes, mommy.”

Shit. That was it.

Sevika’s fingers twitch, begging to be put to use. 

“Be a good girl and slide one finger in. Good, good, give it a second. Let that tight pussy adjust.” 

Sevika could feel the slick between her legs, her thighs rubbing together, her knees struggling to hold out any longer. 

“Now, curl it and roll those hips for me."

Your pain subsides, replaced with a tickle of pleasure.

"That’s it,” Sevika drags out, “In and out. Uh-huh, in and out.”

Every pull into your pussy sent a jolt through you, and every push out left you empty and aching.

Your pace quickened, the sounds of your tight hole vibrate throughout the apartment.

“Add another one for me, princess. Ugh, such a good listener for mommy."

Sevika’s head falls to the side, settling on your thigh.

"Yes, deeper, slide your finger deeper in that pussy. F-fuck!”

Eyes closed, she was losing her mind, gone from just the sounds of your sloppy thrusts.

Her breathing grows frantic, chest rising and falling, heavy and out of breath.

Eyes still shut, Sevika taps your side, “Wrap your ankles around me, honey.” 

Edging closer to your peak with the light tremble paired with every word from Sevika’s watering mouth, you listen, following her broken voice.

“F-feel weird, Sevika.” 

Her hands guide your hips, her breath heating up on your already bubbling core. 

“That’s good, baby,” she reassures gently.

You start to feel it, your body squirming in her grasp.

Goddamn, she needs to feel you. 

Sevika indulges in her pathetic need, yearning to feel the ridges of your core, the pull of your hole around her fingers.

Already moving, her fingers slide under yours, you slow your thrusts, adjusting to the new pressure at your entrance. 

“W-what?”

Disheveled, eyes glazed over, you watch the drooling woman before you. 

“Let me help you, please?”

You hips buck, sucking her in more, aching for her to breach your virgin cunt. “That’s all I’ve wanted, Sevika.” 

The four digits work you open, applying pressure on a spot you haven’t reached. It’s soft, a cushion of new desire that makes you buck farther into her hand.

"S'good, mommy."

Sevika buries herself inside, to the hilt. 

“You’re close, baby. Can f-feel you—fuck—closing tighter on me, us.”

Her eyes burn on yours, following the way your eyes start to roll back, mind short-circuiting as your pulse convulses around her fingers. 

Plap, plap!

You push deeper into your orgasm, smacking your hands into your core as your thighs tremble, spasming with every brush to your g-spot. 

“Sevika, Sevika, don’t stop, please, don’t stop,” you ramble, riding through your first orgasm. 

The wetness is obscene, dripping out of your hole, covering your cunt, soaking the furniture beneath you. 

You don’t even have time to think before you’re left empty and your spent fingers are hooked in your roommate's mouth, sucked clean. 

“Ready for round two? Have something for you to eat right now…”

Your mouth waters, tongue ready to know the taste of your very informative roommate.

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