sevika x hotheaded reader
a/n: yall this is like 25% headcanon and 75% oneshot 😬 and i lowkirk didnt proofread so if sevika is ooc please tell me 😭😭 anywhoodle doodle imma try and post more but lifes been busy. also i didnt specifically describe reader as black but im black so i automatically think reader is black
SFW
when sevika first saw you, she didn’t expect you to put her in her place as much as you did
sure you might’ve had a rbf and a cool demeanor, but you still looked sweet as sugar
the first time sevika heard you tell someone off, it was at the last drop while she was playing poker
you were there with your girlfriends, but while they had wandered off a sleezy-looking dude came up to you
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“yo mamas, how you doin!” his voice alone made you shiver and gag with disgust. you tried to ignore him in your little corner of the club, and focus on the drink you were occupying, but he was relentless.
“aye! you don’t hear me talking to you?” he sneered, his voice closer. “i’m just tryna talk with you.” by now, he might as well have been whispering in your ear. his breath reeked of cheap alcohol and meat, and his eyes were bloodshot red. he was clearly under the influence.
you finally turned around to face him, your eyes narrowing at his bloodshot stare. “listen man, i’m not tryna talk to you like that. now step.” your tone was sharp and final, hoping to scare him off.
“but you don’t even know me girl.” his hand lands on your back, inching closer to your ass. sevika notices the interaction and is ready to jump in. as soon as his hand reaches your ass, she jolts up from her seat and charges towards you. but, you had already sucker punched him in the face and kneed him in the balls. all while cussing him out to oblivion as he cradles himself on the floor.
sevika knew then that you were something special.
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after that day, she’s learned what ticks you off.
someone constantly forgets something in your chik-fil-a order? you’re getting ready to speak to the manager.
a friend keeps doing the one thing that annoys you on purpose? they’re getting a firm talking to.
it’s not like you’re always mean, most of the time you’re actually bubbly and nice.
you just hate when people test you
with sevika, you try not to snap at her since she gets angry easily as well (though she loves it when you’re mean sometimes)
you both often end up irritated at each other for small things, like the dishes not being done or the bathroom floor being wet after showering
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“sevika! why the fuck are there dishes in the sink?” you specifically asked her to clean out the sink after dinner last night, so the kitchen looked clean.
“i forgot babe! my bad!” she yelled from your shared bathroom, hair still damp from her shower.
“sorry doesn’t cut it though because it’s still not fuckin done! you’re gonna have to do them today,” you said, walking away from the mess and into the living room.
she strides out the bathroom, face wash still soapy on her face. “what? that’s not fair, i don't wanna do them today!”
“well that’s too damn bad!”
“but babe i was just sleepy! you know how long i work and how hard my job is. why the hell can’t you give me some slack? i swear to-“ you tune her complaining out, rubbing your temple in irritation. “so fuckin irritating” you mumble under your breath.
“what was that?” sevika snapped. you froze, turning to face her as she leaned against the kitchen doorway. you held her gaze for a tense second before muttering, “nothing… just do the dishes.”
she sucks her teeth but picks up the sponge, even though she grumbles the whole time.
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NSFW
besides petty and meaningless arguments, both of y’all’s short temper makes your sex life more exciting
like i said earlier, sevika likes it when you’re mean
she thinks you look cuter when you’re mad, and she likes being put in her place from time to time (bottom sevika 👀👀👀)
with that being said, she purposely makes you mad just so she can rile you up even more and have you take it out on her in the bedroom
not only that, but she loves it when y’all are both mad at each other and take it out on each other
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“but you ignored me the whole fucking night baby!”
“that doesn’t mean you dance with random people on the floor and flirt with them to get free drinks!”
you and sevika just came back from the last drop, and the whole night she was distracted with poker, downright ignoring you. in return, you danced with anyone brave enough to.
you grumble and take your heels off at the door. “whatever. i’m tired so just drop it.” sevika scoffs at your annoyance and follows you to your shared bedroom.
“i’m not dropping this shit? if you wanted to dance with me you should’ve just said that instead of bitching off next to me. fucking irritating.” she sheds her outside clothes, leaving her in her boxers and wife beater, and turns away from you.
you whip your head around at her accusation and throw your dress at her to get her attention. “i wasn’t bitching! i was just expecting you to take that hint that i didn’t want to spend my night at the club watching you play a stupid fucking game!”
“you’ve got some fucking nerve!”
“oh i do?! stop whining about stuff that means jack shit and apologize!”
“you should be apologizing to me!”
“make me.”
you’re both in each other’s faces now, sporting nothing but your undergarments. you’re both breathing heavy, but for a different reason than before. you can smell her woody cologne and leftover alcohol. in return, she can see the leftover glitter on your body and how big your pupils look. you always look hot when you’re angry at her.
“you said make you,” sevika asks slowly, eyes tracing your curves. her arm snakes down your waist, until it reaches your plump ass.
you’re breathing harder now, trying to focus your mind on the argument instead of how bad you want her to fuck you.
“y-yeah that’s what i said. you think you can do that without getting distracted this time?” your eyes landed right in front of her tits, practically spilling out her sports bra.
that was sevika’s final straw. she huffs and throws you into the bed. she’s quick to pin you under her and kiss you deeply.
she groans into your mouth and pushes your legs apart, pushing her knee into your heat. you whimper from the sudden force, and sevika uses that to push her tongue into your mouth. you taste the remains of her whiskey and grip her neck to pull her off of you.
you take a deep breath and whimper, “please sev.”
she moves down to kiss your jaw, then your ear, then your neck. “please what?”
you whine in frustration and grind deeper into her knee. “p-please just…ngh!” sevika bites down on your neck, and then sucks and licks at the new mark. her hands make their way to your bra and unclasp it.
“you were all big and bad tonight, what happened to that?” her fingers tweak and grope your boobs, as she leaves wet kisses down your body.
your fingers grip tug at sevika’s hair and she groans deeply into the crook of your neck. “stop teasing me and fuck me like i asked you to,” you command. her big, silver eyes gaze at you and her mouth hangs open in shock. before she can say anything, you shove her down between your legs.
“take my panties off,” you commanded.
“you’re in no position to be giving orders—” sevika started, but the words caught in her throat. the sight of the heavy damp spot ruining your underwear silenced her completely. arousal coated your inner thigh, and she swore she could smell how sweet you were. “fuck…”
“now look who’s lost their bite.” a smirk tugged at your lips, highly amused by the rare sight of sevika’s flushed cheeks and wide, flustered eyes. “get to work before i get up and leave you hanging.”
sevika snaps out of her trance and makes quick work of removing your panties. she bites back a moan at the sight of your glistening pussy, practically winking at her. her hands move your legs over her shoulders, and she finally licks a fat strip on your folds from your hole to your bud.
“ughh fuckk baby” you groan and grind into her face. her tongue laps at your cunt like a dog drinking water. one of her hands leaves your thigh and toys at your entrance, gathering slick. her nose continuously bumps the underside of your clit, making you jolt and shiver.
“h-hurry up s-sev. if you’re g-gonna eat me out, do it ri-hah-right.” despite your command, you can’t deny how skilled sevika is. her age and plethora of partners pays off, especially when you’re needy.
she moans into you and the vibrations of her mouth on your heat only pushes you closer to the edge. your moans grow louder and higher in pitch as her tongue pistons into your hole. her hands gripping your thighs, her nose bumping your bud, her wanting eyes staring at you. it’s all too much. you chant her name while the heat in your stomach builds and your eyes roll back.
sevika’s soaked right now. only you could turn her on so much just from her eating you out. she practically makes out with your pussy, leaving kiss marks along your inner thigh and on your sensitive bud.
your tipping over point is when she finally inserts two of her thick fingers into you, pulling a high pitched moan out of you. your vision goes white and you feel your juices gush all over sevika’s fingers and face. she continues to piston her fingers into you and the constant licks at your clit.
“ungh fuck sev, ‘s too much” you plead, thrashing and shaking under her grip.
“you’ll take what i give you” sevika finally says, looking up at you with lust. you thought this was her way of punishing you for acting up in the club. the truth was, she was so close. sevika grounded her covered pussy against the mattress, begging for any release.
she pulls you closer to her, your legs straight up in the air, and her fingers reach deeper in you than before. she curls them just right, hitting your gummy spot, and you swear you could die happy.
she’s close, finding a steady return to grind her clit to. she can tell you’re close too. your fingers are squeezing her fingers so tight, and the only sounds coming from the room are the wet squelches of your pussy and the uh uh uh moans coming from you.
her own stimulation and your moans push her to the edge too. she moans into your pussy, wraps her plump lips around your bud and sucks hard. you yelp and cum with a scream, squirting all over her face and chest. sevika groans deeply and creams her panties, riding out her orgasm. she continues to fuck you through your second orgasm, until your breathing steadies and legs fall.
sevika finally separates her face from your heat and really looks at you. your hair is tussled and spread out on the sheets, your skin sporting a post-orgasm glow.
“shit…” you finally exclaim. you both laugh and sevika climbs up to lay next to you. her hair is messy and her lips are swollen. her skin has a light sheen of sweat, emphasizing her rock-hard abs and beefy muscles.
she lifts her two fingers to your mouth and you eagerly lick your cum off, moaning around her fingers.
you look over at her and ask, “did you cum baby?”
she nods and takes your hand to guide it between her legs. you gasp when you finally feel how wet she is.
“that’s what you do to me,” she murmured, her voice rough. “it doesn't matter if you’re mad at me or not.” her eyes pierce into yours, as she pulls your hand up and licks her mess off your fingers.
a dopey smile paints your face and you nuzzle your head into the crook of sevika’s neck.
“you’re still not off the hook though.”
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