tsukishima mocks your moans cause he thinks it funny, but lord forbid you do it. he’ll deny your orgasm for as long as he can until you apologize.
you’re on top of him, tits bouncing as you fuck yourself on his cock. you’re nearly reaching your orgasm as you feel the coil tightening in your stomach; it feels so good you can’t help but let out heavy moans as you breathe into the croak of his neck.
his hands drop down to your ass as he guides you on his thick shaft. he bites your ear tenderly, then moans into your ear almost mockingly, same pitch, and he even lets out a breath as you did. you rise from his neck and still your hips. tsukishima doesn’t say anything but instead smiles at you and acts clueless. you return a sinister smile of your own before rolling your hips flush against his. completely catching him off guard; his face scrunches in pleasure, and his mouth makes an “o” shape as he hisses from the feeling.
“fuck,” he whined when you raised your hips slightly and slammed back down onto him, repeating your actions and watching as he struggled to stop himself from coming. you bend down and lick his neck before moaning against his ear, “fuck“ in the most annoying and utterly displeasing voice possible.
you feel your hips still again, but now a harsh slap against your ass shocks you. tsukishima then flips you over so that he’s on top now and goes to town on that pussy. his grip on your hips becomes tighter as he slams his length into your already tender cunt. you grab onto the headboard as he continues to use your pussy however he pleases. groggy moans escape your throat as you feel the coil in your stomach returns.
“fuck tsuki, i’m gon-,“ you cry.
“you gonna cum?“ he tilts his head and smirks.
“yes, yes!“ now, screaming at the top of your lungs, you feel yourself about to release into extraordinary bliss.
“yeah?“ he mocks you one final time before your orgasm subsides when he pulls out and cums all over your stomach with a low groan. you’re about to say something when he grabs your jaw and squeezes tight enough to leave a mark.
“don’t fucking do that shit again, or else you won’t get to cum at all. got it?“
On that train of Annoying tm Reader trying to play with Sevika's boobs but Sevika doesn't like it bc they're sensitive, like-
The Reader picking up on that and trying to do it even more, just to EXTRA annoy Sevika?
The Reader taking advantage of Sevika's sensitivity to get her horny/wound up?
Sevika having to lay down the law when the Reader's been a particular handful (and by lay down the law I mean bend the Reader over her knee and spank her and then maybe fingerfuck her bc she sees how wet the Reader gets from the spanking)?
WOOOOOO BOY okay, legit couldn't sleep last night bc I kept having to grab my phone and jot down ideas for this
also MDNI 18+, my god
Sevika has a few tells when she's getting fed up with your behavior. Glares, a harsh slap on the ass, low, curt warnings
Knock it off, she'll growl. No pet names for you because you're in the doghouse
But you're desperate for her attention, you needy thing
Pinching her nipples, giving them a little tug before she has to walk into a meeting, just working her up into a frenzy
You underestimate how she'll prioritize teaching you a lesson over whatever else she's doing
Sevika would still have some issues with vulnerability, so if you make her feel desperate and sensitive, she’s gonna make you feel that times ten
Fingers grip your chin, raising it for you to look her in the eyes and see how serious she is.
“Hey. I said, enough.” When your smug smile doesn’t fade an inch, she arches an eyebrow. “Oh. Okay then, let’s go to the backroom.”
“No, no, Sevika, I’m sorry-”
You have no choice but to follow her with the firm grip she has on your wrist.
You're lucky she's not doling out punishment in the crowded room, but they'll still be able to hear it, don't worry
A regular spanking's too good for you. She'd know you'd like that too much and she needs to get her point across
She'll sit down, pull your back against her chest and use her legs to spread and keep yours open
Your pants and underwear would have been wrestled off by then
And you are nervous because she's not responding to any of your apologies or pleas, she's just focused on getting you into position
Struggling? She'll be adding on more spanks for that, so keep it up
She's a firm believer that it'll take one good punishment to teach you a lesson so she's not going to half-ass it
Since you have such a fascination with her boobs, she'll return the favor. Your nipples will be pulled and pinched until tears flow down your face
You get 10 swats on each breast, and that's being generous
She'll have them so bruised and sore so that if you even think about touching hers again, one squeeze of yours will have you whimpering
A hard swat comes down your clit, the stinging pain making you gasp
"Count, or I'm starting over."
You panted into Sevika’s collar bone, dampening her shirt with your tears. Her metal hand had a grip on two of yours, pulled to the side and out of the way. They no longer could attempt to block your swollen, puffy clit from the harsh blows of her flesh hand. Your previous attempt had earned you double the amount. Leather boots rubbed against your calves, muscled legs intertwined with yours to keep them spread.
“Twelve! Ow, ow, ow-”
Swat.
The next one has you jolting, crying out against her. There’s no mercy for you and she remains stoic behind you as you cry into her chest.
“Eight more, count for me.”
“T-thirteen. Please-“
Five more rain down in quick succession and you wail.
Your legs are shaking against hers, red hand prints on your cunt. Your chest heaved with sobs, breasts bruised and slapped red.
“Did I ask you to beg?”
“No, no-“
“Eight more.”
You can’t walk after. You'll cling to her and cry as she rubs your back.
“It’s over. Good girl.”
And maybe you're a little emotional and blubber out apologies, thinking she's really disappointed in you
“Shhh, it’s okay, sweet thing. You just needed me to lay down the law, didn’t you?”
Oh boy, if you thought Sevika was scary before, get ready for this whole new nightmare.
This wasn't her choice, hell no.
This all started with you having the audacity to care about her health.
And through your aggravated pleadings, nagging bouts and scientific lectures she decided to give it a go.
Actually, that's not even true.
She just wanted you to shut up about it.
Sevika doesn't take her health seriously ever, so...
This is all on you and she will be vocal about it whenever you grow impatient with her grumblings.
She'll be like, "it's your fault, babygirl. Just let me smoke if you're sick of it."
And you'll be like, "or you could just be mature about this and realize this is what's best for you."
And then, prompted by the scary lady's death glare you'll zip your lips and try to be even more accommodating to her withdrawal mood swings.
Sevika is the grumpiest person alive already whenever you berate her for not eating properly and drinking alcohol all the time.
Seriously, this woman didn't even bother to drink water before you came along.
So, obviously, this non smoking jag is definitely not her cup of tea.
And, as previously stated, she will let you know about how much this whole healthier habit displeases her.
She will talk your ear off about how pissed she is about it.
She'll try to guilt trip you or make passive aggressive comments or rude remarks.
And, I don't think nicotine patches exist in this world so it's even more hellish existing near her since she's quitting cold turkey.
Though since Silco's right hand woman is a gambler at heart, one way of making her less of a foul companion during all of this is through persuasion.
A give and take scenario. Bribery, if you will.
Since she's doing this for you and only for you then you should be doing something for her in exchange.
Like doting on her, running errands for her, massaging her tired muscles after a long day, getting her her toolbox whenever she needs to fix her prosthetic, etc.
Basically, if you're her personal servant, then she will complain less.
Also, one sure way of shutting up Sevika's complaints is through sex.
You have since become the best way to keep her mouth busy. If you know what I mean.
Whenever she gets a craving she will not hesitate to throw you onto the nearest surface, whether you're busy or not and shove you down onto her face by the flesh of your hips.
Hey, if she can't have a cigarette then she's damn well gonna do her favorite oral activity.
Okay, ultimately Sevika likes it that you care about her even if it includes you nagging from time to time.
Though she'd sooner lose her other arm too than admit that.
No one can talk this scary woman into doing anything so just the very fact that you could, should tell you something.
The fact that just you worrying about her health made her quit a habit she enjoys is basically a big neon sign letting you know how important you are to her.
She loves you and if you love her enough to worry about her than who is she to stop you?
ellie would totally eat pussy from the back. like face fully in that shit, behaving as though she's got all the time in the world. like, reader's on their hands and knees and ellie's lapping at your cunt like she's starved, but like she wants to relish it; like it's usual, but like it's a privilege. she gets messy. she's not afraid to. her chin is sticky and her lips are glistening. your juices string from her lips when she pulls away even a little bit, and she banks off of the visual, spitting on your cunt and relishing in the way the bead slips down your folds. her fingers dip into you and she's got nothing but the sweetest, most disgusting words for you about how tight you are around her three digits but how you're taking it so well. ultimately, it gets to a point of her fucking you senseless -- tongue lapping at your clit, fingers plunging into you, a hand smoothing over your ass and thigh in a whiplash-inducing blend of tender rubs and harsh smacks, coinciding with a blend of degradation and praise. this isn't a race to make you cum. this is selfish. you're defenseless -- left to maintain whatever remained of the arch of your back, press your pussy against her face and sob into the pillow as she takes you, right where she has you, for however long she wants to.
Where do you think AMAB Sevika's favorite place to come on and/or in us is?
Also, what do you think her reaction was the first time we told her to cum inside us?
WOOOOOOOOO god i love this
Warnings: 18+, smutsmutsmut, Oral sex, breeding kink, unprotected sex
You already know she’s got that big nose. Sis is hung
Her favorite place to come on you is everywhere. I think she would be particularly fond of seeing thick ropes of her come on your face and chest. No matter what you have going on up there, she’d tell you to squeeze and push your breasts up to give her a nice view while she finishes herself off
Sevika loves how depraved you look with her come on your face, covering those big doe eyes, coating your sweaty, tousled hair. She’d collect it with her finger and press it into your mouth for you to taste because she’s going to be inside you one way or another
While she cools down, she’d make you kneel like that, in between her legs as she sips alcohol and smokes. Before long the sight of your body claimed as hers has her ready to go again
You look so pretty with her cock in your mouth, lips stretched around her wide girth, watery eyes gazing up at her in adoration. She likes directing your movement with a hand in your hair, and she’ll pull you off to give you a breather often just because she likes the cute, concentrated little face you make as you suck in a breath and swallow the precum and spit that’s collected in your mouth. Another thing that’d be one of her favorites is the sight of you panting. She’d order you to keep your eyes on her at all times so you can see her gaze appreciate your heaving chest
“Eyes on me.” A small, warning tug on your hair has your eyes darting up at hers. Sevika drinks in the sight of you, obediently sitting back on your knees, sniffling and sucking little breaths down your throat. “You good?”
“Uh-huh.” The sweet, firm grip leaves your hair to wipe a bit of dribble off your chin.
“You look good.” She flirts, and you blush like she didn’t just have her cock stuffed in your mouth. You must be learning because your eyes only glance down shyly for a second. “C’mon, wrap those pretty lips around me.”
The first prod against your hole has you gasping, and she kisses you through that first, slow thrust. She’s big and overwhelming in the best way, there’s no chance of you holding in a moan as she spreads you open. Sevika’s an asshole and she’ll mock you, moaning right back into your mouth to mimic your pitiful one, lips pouting in a coo as she teases, “that’s a lot of cock, isn’t it, baby?”
Sevika isn’t afraid to let loose either. Loud, shameless moans fall from her lips and she makes sure they are right in your ear, letting her little toy know how much they please her
When she’s hammering into you, your legs sling around her hips to prevent her from pulling out. She’ll still, and give a low, warning growl of “Baby”
“Come in me, ‘Vika, please.” The thought of her come leaking out of you for the next few hours on duty makes her moan
Sev with a breeding kink? Say less
“I think you’d look so pretty, all knocked up”
After she finishes she’d rest there for a bit, letting her essence soak in and stain your insides until she’s sure you’ve taken it all. When she pulls out, she’d watch the little pearl of white leak out of you and she’d use her fingers to stuff it back in
I'm actually obsessed with boobs, can you please write smt for the one (or few) time Sevika finally let the reader touch her tits and please her properly? Please? For the mammary likers?
This made me laugh so hard, of course!
Maybe during your punishment she'll have you kiss her boobs, as an apology for the abuse they suffered at your hands
"Did I say you can stop sucking?"
"Lick 'em, baby that's it."
You'll be lapping at them like a kitten and she'll croon "That's all you got? I don't think you're sorry."
The jab would sting your pride and you'd double your efforts, rewarded with the groans and grunts falling from her lips as she throws her head back
Her hand will cradle the back of your head, holding you there while you suckle like a babe
Needless to say she is a sight to see, and maybe she doesn't let you touch them often because the sounds you draw from her are endless
Her brow is drawn in pleasure, her cute little gap teeth on display as she pants
Praises will rain down on you non stop
"That's it- that's it so good for me, oh-" Sevika cuts off her rambling and hums through her lips. The little moans against her chest have her arching into your mouth, a large hand cupping your skull. Her other hand grabs yours and pulls it to the apex of her thighs, already spread from your ministrations.
During her period they're extra sensitive, and you can probably get her to come just by pleasuring them alone
She's very demanding during this time and you'll be her little toy
She'll drag you to any private room, closet, office, unbutton her shirt and put you to work whenever she wants
She'll be so enraptured by your wicked tongue that you'll be able to get away with grinding on her thigh
You pinch her nipple and she will whimper, pressing you against her chest until the blush dusting her cheeks is less noticeable
When she comes, you're in charge of cleaning up
"You made a mess, you gonna clean all this up?"
And then an hour later it's like nothing happened. You start playing with them again and it's "Stop groping me."
"Sev, they're so soft."
"I'm going to break your fingers"/"You have your own pair to play with"
What would you like to see more, Toxic Sevika or Werewolf Sevika? Make sure to request AoT, and Horizon characters while I'm in the mood. Comment to be tagged for anything :)
You didn't know which part of her was more intoxicating, the way her large palms gripped your scalp, long rough fingers combing through the thick roots of your hair tugging the strands ever so slightly to guide your tongue along her curves. Bits of white cut at your vision while you drowned in her. One of those magnificent hands has connected to each side of your head pulling at your skin. With just enough force only to sting. Dull nails scratching into the back of your neck as she lets you work on her lips. Only allowed to suck, and lick and nip at her as she ordered. Her muscles tightened around her shoulders ready to pull you in further whenever she wants.
You didn't know if it was the way her large body hung over you extruding copious amounts of heat and tension, it felt with the way she curled her back keeping you close to her heaving chest as your tongue lapped at her clit, fighting it's way through the thick hair that covered her skin. She mercilessly closed her legs around you, her thighs now pressed to your ears as she smothered you with her.
Or maybe it was the way she'd coo at you, the way you could see the smirk without even needing to raise your eyes to look. The loving insults that fell out of her mouth like second nature. The love that could only be said with that arrogant tone of hers.
Maybe it the her eyes went dark, clouded over with lust when you tease her, when you're naked, or how those stormy grey eyes would linger on your lips when you pull yourself away for air. Her slick leaking down your chin as she had her fun with you..
Every so often she'd lean forward to kiss your sweaty forehead. Wiping away strands of hair that stuck to your face.
"You said whatever I wanted, baby, don't you need a break?"
You'd answer but the palm of her hand shoved your tongue further inside of her pussy. She clearly didn't actually care if you needed one. She's always such a tease. You squint your eyes nodding, knowing she would keep teasing if you didn't answer her.
"Aww c'mon baby, you can talk with your mouth full I won't judge" a snort behind her words as she lifted a hand away from you, however you weren't worried about it yet trying to satisfy your girlfriend.
You couldn't, you could only mumble into her clit, your arms wrapped around her legs, nails scratching into the sides of her thighs as she squished you a bit more, strong calves pulling you closer. Her free hand lifted your bangs so she could see your eyes peek over the top of her.
"Look at me"
Yet no matter how much she teased, how meant she was, how cruel she could be, you obeyed. Your eyes fluttered open to see her staring at you, familiar grey eyes boring holes into your head. Heavy lidded as her smoky eyes had sweated a bit down her cheeks leaving stains along her perfectly scarred skin.
"You look beautiful like this angel"
Your eyes closed, lips wrapping around her clit as you sucked the sensitive bud , arms lifting to rub your palm against the muscles of her stomach. Her soft skin was scarred through and through, rough patches covered every other inch and you love ghosting your fingers memorizing each and every imperfection.
"Fuck, youre so good baby"
Her hands combed through the front of your hair as she moved your head exactly how she wanted to, grinding her clit further and further into you, as your face paled.
She was so intoxicating sometimes, like now. How you struggled to breath, how you'd fight away tears and the sting of asphyxiation to make your lover finish.
"Make me cum" her thighs squeezed you more as you struggled to breath, excitement only was keeping you going, desperate to please her, your fingers unclenched her thigh moving inwards underneath the tongue that played with her clit. You inserted one finger, that made her groan, you felt her other hand reach your head once more, gripping your hair tight.
"Just like that" she said, pushing you into her harshly.
One finger had dipped just as easily as two. Your two fingers are lost inside her wetness. Fucking the spongey skin inside of her as full as you could, your fingers felt small. You felt almost inadequate. Like you couldn't please such a beautiful, powerful woman.
But with the grunts escaping her, the way her limbs cut off your vision as her clit throbbed in your mouth proved otherwise. The tips of your buried digits scissored inside of her brushing the spot only slightly over and over pushing her.
Breathy deep chested groans left her, your eyes peering up for only a minute. To see her sweaty body heaving above you, her neck thrown back as her hands and legs kept you in place, her tits bounced perfectly as she rubbed her clit into your face.
When you added another finger it was all over, it sent her over the edge. Full moaning as you felt her cunt squeeze onto your fingers, her perfect nub convulsing in your lips as she came.
Slews of curses fell out of the woman's mouth as she loosened her legs enough for you to breathe, her hand going to the bottom of your chin to lift your face up. Her fingers pressing into your cheeks. Only now could you feel how uncomfortably hard the floor was beneath your bones kneecaps. How cold and sticky you were, you wanted her back on you so bad. But you obeyed, you let her lift your head without resistance, eyes following to see your lover pant.
Her cum was still dripping down your face, when she leaned forward to kiss you. Her warm hands found the sides of your face, her thumbs rubbing circles underneath your eyes on the sharps of your cheekbones. Her lips connected to yours as she pressed harder, her tongue swirling around your mouth to taste herself on you.
"God you taste so good like this"
She sighed leaning back against the soft cushiony couch she sat on. Both of you butt naked. You began to lift yourself, the palms of your hands pushing against the tops of her thighs, before wrapping both thighs around hers, your clit brushing against the rough bush right below her stomach.
"Hi baby"
"Hey princess"
She replied with her hand pulling at you waste, motioning you to rub your clit on whatever's closest, for now it was her chiseled abs. Her eyes watched the way your body grinded against her, she pushed you lower so the two of you were basically scissoring when you thrusted forward your clits would rub when you motioned back your lips wrapped around her thigh. It was sticky, and wet and hot and you couldn't get enough.
Sevika seemed to be in a good mood, the after taste of whiskey and expensive cigars lingered in your mouth from her kisses. The feeling of calloused skin wouldn't leave your hips, and the strings of soft compliments and praises ring through your ears.
You barely blinked when she switched your positions and now she was on top, her metal arm held the back of the couch, her body curled over you as you could only sink further into her couch, she positioned her hips above yours and began to grind her clit roughly into you, it was hard and it was big. Probably a result of the testosterone taken to work out, or maybe every bitch this muscular had a bigger clit. You didn't know or care, but the way she expertly fucked you with it, how the sofa kept banging into the wall. You couldn't get enough..
The room was quickly filled with your moaning, and her panting. You heard a rip as her sharp claws sunk into the fabric of the couch behind your head. She was already wet and warm. She used her cum to help slide your lips together, melding into one another only made you wetter. She lifted her hips and used her good hand to push two fingers inside of you with ease.
"Good fucking girl, do I really make you this wet?"
You could only moan, words left your head as she kept abusing the wet skin inside of you, fingers opening and closing stretching your poor little pussy out. Your hands lifted and locked behind her neck attempting to bury yourself in her chest.
"Fuck"
"Damn, your all fucked out already?"
She smirked at you, her fingers working at your core pulling strings of moans and cries from you.
"Please, please please Sev mmh."
"Yea?"
Fingers twirled inside of yoy her metal hands moving to wipe away stray strands of hair dangling in your face. Other hand still mercilessly fucking you.
"Seeev" you whined her name.
"Do you need to cum already, doll?"
"Pleeease" your eyes squinted shut as she kept dancing around the spot inside of you purposely. Whines of protest left your lips.
"You look so good angel, momma's gonna fuck you until you can't think"
"Seeev" the way your mouth couldn't stop saying her name. The way her lips left black lipstick stains across your neck, the way she sucked your skin leaving marks on her girl, tears left your eyes as she kept pushing your limits.
"You're so pretty when you cry for me" she chuckled her lips moving to wrap around your nipples taking them into her mouth one at a time, black lipstick marks all over your torso. Yet all it took was that palm rubbing your clit, and her fingers thrusting into that spot and it was over.
Her name fell from your mouth, over and over like it was the only way you could breathe. "Sevsevsevsevsevsev" your juices spilled over her arm and thighs, making a nice wet spot on her sofa. Your face flushed a bit in embarrassment.
You felt warm hands wrap around you and pull you into her. She was once again sitting on the couch, you now cradled in her arms. As she lifted your face to hers.
"You did so good for me" she whispered her nose nuzzling into the soft part of your cheek, her words lingered on your skin as you close yoy eyes trying to catch a breath.
"I'm so proud of you baby, remember when you could barely handle one finger" she smiled, and you grinned a small laugh coming out of your throat.
"We're way past that aren't we baby" you said taking one of her hands and ghosting your lips on her knuckles.
"I think you're ready to try my strap"
"Next time right? I can't move"
"Of course, if I fuck you anymore now I'm afraid your gonna knock the fuck out."
"I ammm" you groaned, burying your face in her shoulder.
"You could keep going even if I do" you smirked.
"I can do whatever I want"
"Like me?"
"Like youuu." She smirked, nuzzling herself into you neck.
𓆩 disclaimer ° ｡ this is a work of kink fantasy/fiction. within the world of kink and bdsm, consent is of upmost priority (also in general). even if the consent is not explicitly stated in the work, know and be assured that it is always given beforehand between all participants.
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Vi couldn’t stop thinking about that night. She basked in the warm memory of it the morning after, while you deeply slept by her side. With no clothes separating your bodies. She’d never heard of that before until you, doe eyed, suggested it. But she trusted you enough to try, even so. The idea of it thrilling her. She traced the marks you left on the soft skin of her thigh contently. She was asleep when you left them. Leaving her with a pleasant buzz as she discovered them shortly after waking up. She still buzzed from it. So much so, that once the sleep left your eyes and your vision focused on the morning sun painting the room, Vi thanked you from between your thighs.
The memory of it followed her throughout the day, stealing her attention away from the mundane. In those rare moments where Vi thought she could finally focus on something other than your fingers deep within her, as she drifted between the floaty state of being asleep and awake…..your lingering touches sucked her right back in. Because it was not only Vi’s mind that was having trouble focusing. You yourself, could not shake the images of her slumbering form bucking into your pleasuring touch and her sleepy moans. But what gripped you the most, was how she moaned your name even when asleep. The memory never failed to leave you smiling stupidly. And with the strong urge to squish her cheeks while planting kisses all over her face. Or fuck her stupid. You still haven’t decided. Vi however, has decided. But it wasn’t either of the urges currently arguing within your head.
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Vi waited, impatiently, for a few days. She was practically itching to do the same to you. To hear your drowsy moans, to feel your walls clench around her fingers hungrily as you still dreamed, to see your sweet expressions as she took you in such a blissfully unaware state. She found it harder to fight the urge as each night passed while you slept beside her. But still, she waited. She wanted it to be a surprise for you. And a surprise it was. As the sun lazily drifted beneath the horizon, Vi was restless. She knew you’d be in bed already before she got home, painstakingly trying to stay awake until she was back in your arms. But more often than not, sleep won. Vi wasn’t focused on where she was going and nearly slipped off a couple of rooftops on her way home, but still managed to get back without any major injury. Silently, she crawled through the window and pulled off her boots. Placing the trinkets she picked up for you safely in a nearby bowl.
Her mind raced as she briskly made her way to the bathroom, intending to get rid of her wraps and the grime of the day off her skin. Once she finished, she bounded to the bedroom, quietly swinging the door open. Finding you sprawled comfortably on the bed with a dejected looking book that dropped from your fingers as sleep took over. Excitement brewed in Vi’s stomach, because not only were your legs bare, but you were wearing one of her t-shirts. Shrugging off her jacket with a smirk, her eyes raked over your sleeping form. A pool of wetness already forming in her boxers. She kicked off her pants and crawled up to you, kneeling beside you. Vi traced her fingers up the length of your warm thigh, pulling up the shirt in her wake. Revealing the colour of your panties to her. Biting her lip with a smile, she peppered soft kisses along your neck.
Gently, she moved you onto your back. Her fingers leaving goosebumps on your skin as she carelessly threw your panties to some corner of the room. She wasted no time in thumbing your clit in a circle, hooded eyes trained on your face. She settled between your thighs, her other hand greedily grabbed a hold of your breast. Pinching and squeezing the soft skin, beckoning the bud to become taut. Wetness began to coat her thumb from her ministrations but you hadn’t moved or made a sound yet. Teeth grazed your nipple, followed by the warm and wet caress of Vi’s tongue. Her thumb on your clit picked up the pace as she sucked, earning herself a small groan and slight arch from you. The sound flew straight to her core.
“Fuck…”, she muttered, swinging her leg over your thigh.
Using your thigh while you were busy with other things was a common occurrence for Vi, so using your soft skin like this was a growing need that she didn’t even try to ignore. She couldn’t help it. She was greedy. With her soaked cunt now bare, she lowered herself to your warm skin. She bit her lower lip and sighed, spreading your wetness all over your pussy. Paying special attention to your entrance. She teased it, the tip of her finger dipping in and out of it. The thigh under her jerked and she gasped, throwing her head back as pleasure gripped her. She couldn’t take it anymore. Vi leaned over you, placing her free hand by your head as she plunged two fingers inside your hole. Watching the way your eyebrows furrowed in response, hearing your breathing get heavier. She pumped them slowly at first while she circled her hips, teasing herself. She moaned your name breathlessly.
Vi pumped her fingers faster with her hips following the delicious pace she set. Sweet moans began to pour from your lips while you still remained asleep. They spurred her on, lowering herself onto her elbow and curling the rough fingers inside your dripping pussy. She slid back and forth easier on your thigh now, thanks to her arousal coating your skin. Hot breath tickled your ear. She murmured filth to to you, hoping to debauch your dreams the same way your body.
“So pretty like this”, she whispered. “You’re clenchin’ around me, princess”
“Taking my fingers so well”
“Like it when I use your thigh like this? If only you could see the mess I’m making, doll”
“Gonna cum all over my fingers? And not even know? Poor thing”
Her voice sent shivers down your body, bringing you closer to the surface. You could feel her familiar touch, hear her voice…all while pleasure blossomed in your core. You smiled in your sleep, enjoying the dream that was gifted to you. Vi chuckled, pecking your lips. Then decorated your neck and shoulder in marks and faint bites. She buried her face in your neck, getting closer and closer to tipping over the edge. You arched again, whimpering. Vi cursed and rolled her hips faster. Fingers trailed along her spine. She jumped, snapping her head to you. Your eyes were still closed but your fingers still caressed her.
“Hi Vi…”, you trailed off groggily.
She kissed your cheek, smiling. “Hi baby”
Your eyes struggled to open as you lazily turned your head to her. Scratching her scalp as you began to wake up in waves. Vi’s weight on your leg was the first thing you noticed, then her staggered breaths by your ear, then the heat between your legs and the pleasure that flowed through your veins, the dim warm light of the room until finally the gentle blue of Vi’s eyes met your own. She brought her lips to yours. A moan escaped and she eagerly swallowed it, grinding faster on the slick of your thigh. You pulled away from the heated kiss, finally seeing what she was doing. Vi sat up with a proud smirk. Circling her fingers in you teasingly as your eyes raked over the sight on you.
Fuck. It almost made you cum. Vi’s hair was tousled, with most of it pushed back out of her face. Sweat shined across her forehead and down her neck..and on the arm that was still pumping into you. Your thigh shone with her wetness, which she continued to rub against as your eyes followed hungrily. However, her tank top still covered most of her. Which would not do. You slid it off, throwing it carelessly so you could feast on the sight of her properly. Her abs heaved as she watched you drink her in.
“You cum yet?”, you asked, tracing the firmness of her abs.
She shook her head. “I’m close, though”
“Good, I wanna cum together”, you said, resting your chin on her chest.
She pushed you back down, keeping you there with her hand. You gasped at the stretch of a third finger being added before she pumped them roughly. Following along with her hips. They curled, drawing you into an arch with a wanton moan. She smiled down at your desperate expression, loving how you pleaded with your eyes. Gripping her hip you guided her along your thigh. Wet sounds filled the cozy room, almost overshadowed by Vi’s and your whines. Her thrusts were sloppy now, both on your thigh and in your pussy. The force of her weight pushing you down had the poor bed squeaking in protest.
“You feel so good”, you choked out, tears welling up in your eyes.
“Yeah? You like it when I fuck you like this?”, her voice was heavy, sweetly laced with lust. “Like it when I use you like this?”
You tightened around her, nodding desperately. Vi lowered herself.
“C’mon princess, wanna feel that pretty pussy of yours cum all over me”
You cried her name as pleasure washed over you, rolling in waves as Vi reached her own peak with a gasp. She still pumped into you, exploring your new wetness. Gathering it. You groaned softly as she pulled them out, still rocking back and forth rigidly through her orgasm. Until it was too much. Wobbly, she moved to sit on your lap as you chased your breath. Eyes boring into yours, she popped the slick covered fingers in her mouth. Sucking on them loudly with a hint of a smirk on her lips. Vi admired her work as she tasted you. The shine in your eyes, the blush decorating your cheeks and her marks that she left all over the side of your neck. Which you won’t be able to hide. Her chest swelled at the thought.
You beckoned her down to your chest, which she wasted no time in laying on with a sigh.
“I do okay?”
“Perfect”, you replied, still breathless.
╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ༺♡༻ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯
pixie’s notes - pretty sure this is the first fic I’ve done with top!vi, definitely want to do more of it because she’s great as a bottom but her potential as a top is also great
thinking about sevika giving you the steeliest dick-down sesh in silco’s office.
you’re both under the impression that the last drop is empty when she’s earthing her cock inside of you, indulging in your honeyed whimpers of fuck, vika and calibrating to the sweat against the elm of silco’s desk that was very much so the hard work she put into your body; creativity that left you overstimulated and begging her to stop, please stop, it’s too much.
but she won’t stop - too comfortable with the creaking of wood and pitiful cries, the arousal of using you as her debilitated fleshlight. but that starts to curdle when she’s done with you, hands fiddling at her belt and leaving you twitching dreamily against the table as she’ll open the door. only to make eye contact with a crestfallen silco across the bar, surrounded with an audience of smug faces as they examine the lipstick stains on her cheek and the damp strands of hair glossed to her forehead. she can’t help but feel shameful,
after all, everyone’s just heard what silco’s right-hand can do to you.
hi, i'm sevikitty, and for months i've BEGGED for sevika taking the strap and people just won't listen like, it's SUCH A GOOD CONCEPT I'M ON MY KNEES do you know how hard it is to be an extreme switch and not have top content? it is sad.
Jajsjsjdhjd as an extreme bottom I try my best with these! But I gotta admit there is an appeal of seeing Sevika tied up 👀
Warnings: NSFW, Knife play, switch Sevika, this is all over the place, kinda sucks
I can see Sevika being a switch in a variety of situations. One being she lost a bet and now has to let you do whatever you want to her. She’d be snarky at first, mocking and insulting your attempts at topping her but it’s a front because she’s tied up and at your mercy. She’s a masochist and can’t hide the excitement in her eyes when you pull out one of her blades, guiding the edge along her nude skin between the ropes.
That being said, if she finds a way to break her restraints she’s on you before you can run, holding you down and using you as a toy until your hips are bruised. (Anon who wanted to hear more about her riding you into the mattress, this is for you.)
The headboard cracks, splintering wood flying as Sevika puts her whole strength into tugging at the rope. It gives under her furious hands to fall pathetically with frayed edges, not unlike your wavering confidence.
The breath is knocked from your lungs when she flips you harshly onto your back. She steals any attempt at breathing oxygen into your lungs with a hand around your throat, squeezing just enough to go as a warning.
“Didn’t quite work out how you thought, huh? Now you sit there and let me use you like a good fucking toy.”
Bratty Sub Sevika would always start out confident and cocky, you’d have to break her down to get her to beg for you. As previously stated, she’s a masochist and would do things to rile you up. When she uses the strap on you, you leave her back raw from your nails, digging in to hear her groan and shudder as you order her to keep serving you.
Brat Sevika would do things to rile you up so you’d give her a good punishment. This includes doing things you told her not to do, like stealing your food.
Sevika leers down at you with a smirk that’s widening by the second at your pissed expression.
“I told you that was mine.” You gritted out between clenched teeth, nose scrunched in fury.
“Was it?” She snarked, crossing her arms over her chest, maybe flexing a little to see if you’d take the bait. You don’t, eyes glued onto hers and blind to her preening.
“Get into position.”
With too much enthusiasm, Sevika crawled onto the bed.
After a rough day at work, Sevika would find comfort in letting you take the reigns. She would feel so at peace with not having to give out the orders, blindly submitting to you and hearing the praise she craves. It would also show how much she loves and trusts you if you ever got to that point.
“Fuck, baby-“ the ropes pressed into Sevika’s skin just so, leaving indents around her chest, arms, and abdomen.
“Tell me when it hurts.”
You shove her face into the mattress as you pound into her from behind, repeating the thrusts that get the most groans and pants out of her.
“Are you going to stop being such. a fucking. brat?”
The last two words are punctuated with punishing thrusts. Rope cuts into her skin from where you grab the length across her back and pull hard, hard enough to where you get a rare cry out of her.
“Yes! I’ll behave, baby, shit-“ There’s a hitch in her voice, that telltale sign that she’s getting close to coming.
“Nuh-uh. You don’t get to come yet. Turn around.”
The strap’s quick exit leaves her gasping, brows knitting as she pants into the sheets, drool pooling under her chin from how fucked out she was.
“I’m not going to repeat myself, Sevika.” You bask in satisfaction as her eyes roll back at the stern call of her name.
After sliding out of the strap, you spread your legs and smear some her arousal from the strap onto your clit, giving your toy a target to focus on. Warm amusement fills your chest as she struggles to be your good soldier, desperate yet so incapable of following your command.
The breast harness you have her in provides a good handle for you to assist her, settling her in between your thighs. You tug, tug, tug until her ass is up in the air, staying true to her punishment by putting her in an uncomfortable position.
Like a trained pup, a tug on her ponytail has her licking between your folds, moaning as you tug on her hair mercilessly.
“That’s it, tell me how sorry you are. My good girl-“
You grind forward to chase the vibrations as she moans, working her tongue harder to please you. It’s clear she’s at her wits end, eyelids barely staying open and the weight of her head leaning on your upper thigh more often than not.
You land a harsh slap on her ass before gripping the flesh and digging your nails in.
“Wake up, baby. Were you this much of a slut for the women at the brothel? Not slacking on me are you?”
The sight of Sevika’s face soaked in lights a dark, possessive feeling in you. The scariest lady the undercity has to offer, here, on her knees, submitting to you in the most carnal way, begging you to give her pain.
You rode that nose of hers until you came on her face, not letting her have a breath of air until she cleaned you up.
“Good. You’re so good for me, Sev.”
A little nod against your thigh. Bleary, unfocused eyes ready for any order from you. You believed she would gnaw the ropes off of herself to do anything you asked of her.
“C’mere, there we go.”
You ease her onto her back, head in your lap for you to smooth away of her forehead. Her thighs spread like butter as your hand goes between them, rubbing her a few times before reaching for her vibrator.
“You did so well, didn’t you? Didn’t you, baby?”
The first time you topped her, she had assured you she didn’t need any kind of praise, or loving words, or aftercare. Unsurprisingly, that turned out to be bullshit and you made sure to finish every session with love.
A deep flush settled over her cheeks but she was too focused on the toy between her legs, not even grinding against it and instead taking what you give her.
Sevika would have a hard time accepting aftercare at first. Probably wouldn’t even let you, no matter how much you emphasized it’s importance. Truth is your gentle touch undoes her and she doesn’t want to end up crying in front of you.
But eventually she’d let you after enough time in your relationship. And it would be something she cherished, conveniently leading to her demanding your touch whenever she wanted it outside of the bedroom.
There’s tears in her eyes that she’d never let fall. You unbind her, cradle her to your chest anyway to massage the harsh lines from the rope.
“How are you feeling?”
The genuine concern always earns you an eye roll or a snort in dismissal.
“Good, like always. Just need a second.”
“You have all the time in the world here, Sev.”
And she did, because she always stayed in your arms for as long as you’d have her. Which was until she needed water or food.
headcanons on reader feeling Ambessa and Sevika's muscles. those mighty fine beefy arms amirite?
Yes.
Ambessa
So, I imagine she finds this inevitable.
You've been making a fool of yourself recently, though you don't know it, staring at her as Ambessa works, or makes a speech, or simply stands–and never are your eyes actually on her face.
No, she finds it amusing when you're eyes trace her arms over and over again, or the width of her shoulders...like you can't wrap you head around them. For her own entertainment, she moves just to watch your eyes widen, lips slightly part, and throat pleasantly bob up and down...
Well, she thinks, she ought to reward you for being so adorable, right?
It's more of a soft command, as all her orders towards you begin as. You know how hard they can become, but at this moment it's just a gentle coaxing. A patient: "Come darling, or are you not tired of simply staring?"
So there you are, delicate fingers against her hard muscles, sinking into them in awe. She watches you, and she can't believe how something so simple shocks you.
To Ambessa, this is just who she is. I mean, she's proud of her body, and knows the power it holds. But there's something about seeing you gush over it, gasp as if she's otherworldly.
Frankly, she loves knowing you see her like that. She loves the idea of just her existence is enough to take your breath away.
It leads to a sort of tranquil silence for a while. You're, however, too focused on this grand opportunity (not realizing she'd let you do this whenever) to notice her studying you. Or her reaching out. It's not until she holds your cheek in her firm palm, guides you face up to look her in the eyes...
That you realized you might have accidentally riled her up a bit.
Sevika
So, I don't think she'd notice you liked them that much at first
Like, sometimes there's a fight, and you're a bit frazzled, but she assumes it's because, you know, there was a fucking fight.
So she doesn't catch on for a while...until I'm thinking one day she's in need of a massage for her metal arm.
When she notices how red your face is massaging her shoulders, how you jolt and gulp whenever she tenses from pain...she decides she's gonna tease you lmao.
I'm thinking some loud, exaggerated grunt, then she just deflates against you. With you sitting in a chair behind her and her shoulders draped over your thighs, her head in your lap. She smirks up at you and complains.
Like :"baby it hurts here...no there too" When you lean down to get a better reach, just a sultry voice teasing you in your ear: "good girl, right there..." She...she's making sure you can't keep calm, not for one second lmao.
She'll feel the space she's resting her head against growing warm, feel your thighs struggle not to squirm...and that won't stop her lmao. Sevika will only continue till she can't stand it anymore, and then?
She flips herself over, hands on your knees. Says that you also seem a little tense...and she has the perfect solution.
thinking about ellie mocking how you moan whilst she overstimulates you.
vibrator between your thighs at velocities that felt inhumane on your clit, and the tremor in your legs pathological as her fingers confine them into the mattress. you can’t blink through the haze of amaranthine and lapis from how fucking dizzy you’re getting, and you try to tell her to stop, it’s too much - but only an incoherent blether of whimpering leaving.
and you’ll hear her chuckle, leaning close to your ear before whimpering the same way as you teasingly. you try to push her off, try to repress the wailing; yet it’s all useless under your command. her forehead humid against yours as she mimics your jagged breath, the humiliation only catalysing the elysian corkscrew in your hips - you’ll sob that it’s so good,
