His favorite part of sex is not actually the sex itself it's the foreplay before anything.
He loves to tease your body by gently moving his hands around your body, and soft kissing anywhere he can like it's some sort of worship. He tries his best to make you squirm and relishes it
This might be a surprise, but most times he doesn't like being a bottom yet he doesn't like to be a dominant top either. He's definitely a soft top wanting you taking the lead, and tell him how to please you
That's not to say that he minds being a bottom but he prefers to help you
Definitely not avoid to be kinky specially if his God wants it. He loves doing anything and everything he can to please you
Except for pain and degrading. He would never even let himself insult you let alone hurt you. the most he'll do is biting and very light choking. Phantom choking basically.
He's actually very silent during sex, and masturbating. The vents aren't really that private you know
Most you'll hear in sex is small panting, and whines but he'll give you more noise if you request
Probably goes without saying, but he loves when you're somewhat demanding. Don't be too cruel about it, but he does love someone that knows what they want
He also wants to know he's doing well. Please praise him for anything he does right for communication sake, and his praise kink
He love's adding temperature play anyway he can to your love making
If you were cold/hot he would make purposeful effort to make his body the opposite so when he touches you, you would feel all the more
Subtly raise the heat slowly forcing you to strip more and more
Occasionally when you're in the middle of sex he'll use the grate on his outfit to blow one thing of cold air to shock you
Aftercare is a must every time. He does not let himself rest until you are clean and taking care of
Lux
(Not sure where to put this but I did give them a dick despite them not having a confirmed sex I think so keep that in mind I guess. I'll keep from doing this in the future tho)
I hate them *proceeds to make these anyway*
When they said you guys only have sex when they wants to upload something on Fans Only they means it. It's hard to convince them when they're not in the mood especially so when they're in the middle of a stream
But if you convince them mostly by sucking up to then they'll end a stream like "I guess that's it for today's stream luxxies! Make sure to check Fans Only soon byeee!~"
Recordings, live and photos are a given.
And if you're lucky enough even outside of Fans Only "Don't count on it"
They're most definitely a grower. A absurdly nice grower bigger than you'd expect. Along with that they're very smooth not having any body hair.
They moans like a pornstar. It's unclear if it's for the recording or they're just like that
Very into exhibition. They don't mind anyone watching honestly they're into it frankly. If they're in the mood it's happening no matter what
Also slightly masochist very into hair pulling and one or two nice slap on the ass
Obviously mostly a bottom, but if they feeling particularly devilish they'll top
When they top they do it to prove a point/a punishment
Favorite "punishment" is you choking on their dick for sure
They love too cum on your face then lay their dick on your tongue. It just makes you so pretty for their Fans Only
They'll say stuff like "good girl/boy/slut" in a condescending way to you after taking these punishments
You will at least have to have a threesome once with some other person Lux choose
Parker Brandley
Good fucking luck buddy
First you got to win that love dice roll and now you need to somehow make board games sex related or it's not happening
Lucky for you strip poker does technically count. Maybe not a board game but it has clear rules and if Uno counts this can count to. He will not let you get away with using this all the time tho
Despite how stingy he can be with it he's very easy to work up. Just a little too much skin and/or touching a certain way can give him a boner instantly
He's quite nervous. Being awkward, and fidget quite a bit for your first time, but he quickly gets into the groove after a bit
When you finally get to the stage of actually doing something he's a feral animal with it
Massive switch! He doesn't really care what way it goes
Bottoming he's very noisy, and reacts very intensely. Unless you gag him the whole house is going to hear his semi screaming
Topping intense, and quick. Boy does not waste a second he acts like it's the end of the world as a plows into you speeding up.
Still a delightful mix of serious and a bit goofy during sex "Ohohoh~! Holy fucking shit!"
When he's more comfortable he'll probably confront you directly for his wants. "Whoever wins tops" he says putting a board game in front of you abruptly.
If you do cheat he will deny having sex outright tho
Nothing sexy like orgasm denial just straight up denying sex maybe for multiple days depending how pissed he is. You only get orgasm denial privileges when you play rightfully and you try to distract him in the game because it's only fair then
He's secretly not really so secretly a pervert his eyes widening cartoonously if you wear a skimpy outfit. Looking over your body secretly whenever he can (it's very obvious)
I feel in my heart of hearts that he is a thighs guy and he wants to be crushed by your thighs so badly
Dunk Shuttlecock
Let's just say it up front and right here you have to tell him if you want sex. He will not and won't catch on to hints or innuendos
His mentality on sports is similar to the mentality he has with sex. He just wants it to be enjoyable doesn't matter how fast, slow, intense, goofy, as long as your both having a great time
Tho if you ask him to give you it to you rough oh he sure will but the chance of you accidentally getting a bruise from it and him apologizing after is higher then maybe preferable(depending who you are) but it's a small risk for a unbelievably great time
However regularly he still has pretty good pace at least enough to make you a little weak after
His stamina is crazy willing to do like 3 to 4 rounds if you're up to it of course. He'll makes sure not to exhaust you too much taking decent breaks in between rounds to get yourself prepared
He's doesn't take sex not all too seriously grinning like a goof, and sometimes giggling
If you're the ticklish type he would definitely tickle you randomly during sex just to hear your laugh
He would be so into funny role play sex. Porno quality stuff as you both try to keep a straight face
Think of stuff you typical would expect like jock and cheerleader, jock and nerd, ect ect. Maybe even a pizza delivery thing too
He's not against a little exhibition. Sometimes grabbing you by the wrist to go somewhere more quiet
Something something shake weight joke
Eats pussy like a champ I know he does. That's not to say he's not good with a dick too [insert shuttlecock joke]
Naked yoga into sex. That's it
Quite a big fan of cockwarming while cuddling in between rounds or after sex
He's naturally a top and prefers being top too but if you ask him cute/sexually enough he'll gladly take the back seat
[Arcane preference] reacting to a s/o falling asleep on their lap
The reason I have to post requests like this is because, for some reason, if I post them as Tumblr requests, I canāt find them again when I search for them. Making the masterlist was a real struggle.
As usual, Iām using the headcanon to promote my longfic on Arcane, Everytime It Rains.
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Jayce:
It often happens when he spends the evening working instead of giving you attention.
You know he doesnāt mean it in a bad way, so you settle for climbing onto his lap, letting your limbs dangle, and resting your face against his chest.
He stays focused on studying the documents in front of him, but one hand holds your head steady to keep you from losing your balance.
He strokes your hair absentmindedly.
When he notices youāve fallen asleep, he feels a warmth, a tender sort of affection. He doesnāt want to wake you but wishes he had something to drape over your shoulders.
After a while, it becomes his signal that heās pushed himself too far with work.
Thatās the moment when he lifts your face to kiss you before carrying you to bed.
Viktor:
The classic "working on the couch" position, where you first sit next to him to avoid disturbing him, then drape one leg over his lap, and eventually both. By the end of the evening, youāre fully curled up in his arms.
He holds your side, resting his cheek against your head while continuing to read his notes, basking in the warmth of that shared intimacy.
He asks you several times if youāre tired, and when you donāt respond, he smiles softly, realizing exhaustion has won you over.
He pulls the blanket up to cover you both, and even when you grumble in annoyance at his movements, he chuckles and just says, āJust a secondā
He works for another couple of hours but never stops stroking your side or giving you small kisses on the forehead.
Ekko:
āAw, someoneās sleepy here,ā is the first thing he says when you take the overboard from his hands, and let yourself plop into his lap, already wrapped in a blanket like a cape.
He doesnāt even try to go back to what he was doing. Instead, he pulls you close, rubbing his face against yours, taking in your scent.
He loves itāmaybe even more than cuddling lying down. He enjoys the weight, the shape of your body, and being able to cradle you.
Because of this, he doesnāt ask if youād rather lie down; he stays put, ensuring your rest is protected.
Itās only when youāre fully asleep and start shifting to find a more comfortable position that he decides to carry you to bed, staying there with you afterward.
Vander:
Iāll be honest, would.
The underground city is freezing due to the lack of light that filters in, all the glass and steel radiating cold from the outside. Thatās why thereās no place more comfortable than this manās laps.
You usually do it when the bar is still closed, and only a few close friends are inside. When you know he isnāt on the defensive and you wonāt slow him down.
He laughs, keeping one hand on your back to support you, and points out to anyone around him that itās good for you to get a little rest.
If you stay asleep even after the bar opens, heāll grab a chair and sit it beside him so he can take care of the larger tasks first and then return to you in his lap.
But if itās the weekend, when things can easily heat up, heāll delay opening just to get you to bed, give you a kiss, and apologize for leaving you alone.
Silco:
Can we normalize this man as a piece of furniture?
Itās not even about being tired or wanting attention, sometimes itās just the comfort the situation itself provides.
The way the swivel chair rocks, the vinyl on the record player, the intense, greenish light pouring through the window, and enjoying his delicate fingers in your hair while the entire city stretches out beneath you.
He doesnāt ask why you do it, nor if you want to move. He assumes that if you wanted something different, you would simply ask, so he continues to give you those small attentions endlessly.
He keeps you on the side of his good eye, so he doesnāt have to turn his head to check on you, but can discreetly notice if your expression changes or if you fall asleep.
These are the moments when Sevika knows that no one is supposed to enter his office, so you can have a bit of peace.
Jinx:
Sheās always busy, always active, always too loud. Sitting in her lap sometimes seems almost like a necessity to keep her still and focused on just one thing.
āAwwww, my little bug is sleepy?ā
She hums while holding you in her arms, one hand still trying to get her projects done.
If too much time passes, sheāll bend her knees and push herself forward, making the swivel chair move in the direction she wants so she can stay occupied while talking to you about whatever crosses her mind.
If she feels your breathing change, that youāre falling asleep, she suddenly freezes, as if to let you rest.
She pulls you closer, caresses you, kisses your temples, and carries you to her little couch.
Vi:
If manhandling were a woman
When you sit on her lap, she treats you like youāre a cat: fine. It will end there.
Does she need to pee? No, she doesnāt anymore.
She canāt disturb you, or you might get up and leave.
But when it starts to become a constant, sheāll cover your back and simply hold you while she does what she needs to do.
If you complain, sheāll kiss you, apologizing and reassuring you that youāll be back on the sofa soon, asking you to hang on.
She enjoys that closeness, your breath on her skin, the trust in that action.
The moment she sits back down or rests, sheāll shower you with cuddles, even if youāre asleep or pretending to be.
Caytlin:
Sheās the one to ask if you want to sit in her lap, worried that sheās neglecting you.
She keeps you with her, even if youāre asleep, supporting you to make sure you donāt hurt yourself or lose your balance.
Her biggest fear is not being able to express how much she cares for you, how happy she is to have you there.
The quickest way she knows to do that is through physical contactāthe reassuring, warm kind.
āHow was your day?ā she asks, giving you space to talk and feel seen. She doesnāt want the things she has to do to take away from you, from the two of you.
If she still feels like sheās ignoring you, sheāll ask you to sit on the couch with her to watch a movie, or maybe in bed, cuddled up, just being close.
Mel:
I recognize mommy issues when I see them, and so does she. Youāve been caught.
She welcomes you into her arms almost playfully, gently caressing your hands and arms, speaking softly with her head turned toward you.
She knows itās the easiest way for you to ask for attention, and she simply accepts it, letting you rest either in her arms or with your head on her lap.
She talks to you about her day, her plans, her worries as if telling you a lullaby, letting you rest on her concerns, including you in her mind so that you donāt feel like a burden.
If you fall asleep, she rests her chin on your shoulder and closes her eyes as well, enjoying a few minutes of peace, trying to sync your breathing together.
Sevika:
You live on the lap of this woman.
When she adjusts her arm, when you eat something on the couch, even at the bar while she plays cards or drinks, youāre always there.
The safest place in the underground city is on the massive legs of a woman with a mechanical arm, and thatās a fact.
Her initial fear, especially in public, was that someone might associate you with her and harm you.
But over time, itās almost become a flex -you, pretty thing, are hers,
Every now and then, she checks to see if youāre okay, if you want to go to bed, if youāre comfortable, and with her healthy hand, she caresses your cheek while doing so.
At home, she always makes sure to cover you, to keep you close.
She doesnāt even go to bed unless you ask, enjoying the feeling of your body against hers.
āVi is a cuddler through and through. The second you're in bed, she's throwing an arm over you and pulling you close like you might disappear overnight.
āShe sleeps deeply but has a habit of shifting around a lot, especially on rough nights when old memories resurface. She might tighten her grip on you in her sleep, mumbling something incoherent before settling down.
āHer body is warm, and she always runs a little hot, which is a blessing in colder months, but it might make you overheat in the summer. She doesn't mind if you push her away to cool off, but she will absolutely drag you back the second you stop sweating.
ā"Babe, where do you think you're going? You're my teddy bear, 'member?" She mumbles, half-asleep, pulling you back against her chest.
āif you have trouble sleeping, she'll absentimindedly rub circles into your back, sometimes humming and old Zaunite tune she remembers from her childhood.
āWaking up next to her usually means lazy morning kisses and a smug grin as she stretches. "Sleep, okay? Sweetheart? 'Cause you snored like a bear." (She's lying, but she thinks it's funny.)
-Mel
āSharing a bed with Mel is like sleeping next to a goddess draped in silk - she always smells faintly of jasmine and wears the softest, most elegant nightgowns. She's still a sleeper and barely moves throughout the night. The only time she shifts is if you're having trouble, in which case she'll reach out and run her hands through your arm soothingly.
ā"Shh, love. Close your eyes. I'm right here," she whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.
āHer bed is insanely luxurious, with the softest sheets and plush pillows. It feels like sleeping in a cloud, and she enjoys indulging in late-night talks while wrapped up in warmth.
āMornings with Mel are slow and peaceful. She wakes up early, but she stays in bed longer if you're still asleep, watching you with a soft smile as she traces gentle patterns on your arm.
āIf you wake up before her and try to leave, her arm will tighten around your waist. "Leaving already?" She murmurs, voice husky with sleep. "Stay a little longer..."
-Jinx
āSleeping next to Jinx is chaotic but fun - she moves around a lot, talks in her sleep, and sometimes ends up sideways on the bed.
ā"Hah! Gotcha!" She giggles in her sleep, suddenly flinging an arm over you like she just won a wrestling match.
āShe doesn't necessarily need to cuddle, but she does like having you close. If you're not touching in some way, she'll grab your arm, your shirt- anything- just to feel you near.
āSome nights, when she's feeling restless, she'll start whispering nonsense or poke your cheek until you grumble at her. "Heeeey, ya awake? No? What if I.... boop!- Okay, okay, I'll stop!"
āShe actually sleeps better when you play with her hair, and if you start stroking it, she'll instantly melt and snuggle into your side.
āMornings? Absolute gremlin mode.
ā"Ughhh, five more minutes, cupcake. No, ten. No,actually - just gimme the whole day."
-Caitlyn Kirraman
āCaitlyn sleeps with perfect posture - no tossing, no turning, just peaceful, controlled breathing, until you're in the bed.
āThe moment you're there, she softens completely and instinctively pulls you close, resting her chin on top of your head.
ā"Comfortable?" She murmurs sleepily, pressing a light kiss to your hair.
āShe's the type to wake up early, but if she doesn't have immediate duties, she'll stay in bed a little longer, stroking your arm absentimindedly while enjoying the warmth.
āLove pillow talk at night. If you're both lying awake, she'll ask about your day, your thoughts, your dreams - anything to pull you into comfort.
āHer bed always smells fresh and immaculately clean, with crisp linens and just the right amount of fluff.
-Sevika
āSharing a bed with sevika is like sleeping next to a human furnace - she radiates warmth and sleeps like a rock.
āShe's not overly clingy, but if she's in a particularly protective mood, she'll hook an arm around your waist and keep you there like a personal pillow.
ā"You move too much." She grumbles when you try to shift. "Relax."
āShe's got a deep, steady heartbeat, and resting your head against her chest is enough to knock you out instantly.
āSometimes, in the dead of night, if she wakes up and notices you're still awake, she'll rub your back absentimindedly, muttering, "Go to sleep, doll. I got you."
āMornings are slow and lazy, and she usually pulls you back down if you try to get up too early. "Stay. too early to deal with people."
-Jayce
āJayce is a big guy, which means big warm cuddles. You're basically trapped in a muscle cocoon all night.
āHe snores lightly, but if you poke him, he'll mumble a half-asleep apology and shift to a quieter position.
āIf you're cold, he immediately tucks you into his chest and rubs your arm to warm you up. "Damn, babe, you're freezing, C'mere."
āIn the mornings, he grumbles like a bear but will wake up fast if you start playing with his hair. "Mmm... that's nice... wait, what time is it?"
-Viktor
āViktor sleeps like a cat in a sunbeam- curled up, comfortable, and completely at peace once he finally drifts off.
āHe often falls asleep mid-conversation, and you'll hear soft murmurs of unfinished thoughts as he dozes.
āIf he wakes up and finds you cold, he'll drape his blanket over you without a second thought, even if it means he's left shivering.
āin the mornings, he's slow to rise, muttering in groggy confusion as he rubs his eyes. "... What time is it? No, too early... five more minutes."
-Ekko
āEkko is a cuddle bug, no doubt about it. He loves wrapping himself around you, tangling your legs together like it's the most natural thing in the world.
"Mmm, you're comfy," He murmurs sleepily, nuzzling into your shoulder.
āIf you have trouble sleeping, he'll start rambling about random stuff - stories from the Firelights, funny memories, or crazy theories - until you eventually doze off. He sometimes mumbles in his sleep, and you'll hear bits of phrases like, "No, don't touch that... ugh, dumbass..."
āMornings are playful - he wakes up with a sleepy grin and tries to tickle you awake if you're being stubborn about getting up.
-Silco
āSharing a bed with silco is surprisingly comfortable - he doesn't move much, but his presence is incredibly calming.
āHe's a light sleeper and will wake up instantly if you seem distressed, rubbing soothing circles on your back without saying a word.
āHe doesn't cuddle outright, but he always makes sure some part of him is touching you - whether it's an arm resting beside yourself or his hand loosely holding your fingers.
āif you try to get up too early, he'll softly murmur, "Stay," without even opening his eyes.
Hear me out, oblivious merman with a reader who can't swim. He's been eyeing you for a long time now, so when the chance arises, he nonchalantly steals you away from the other humans.
He's convinced everyone just floats naturally. Has no idea why you're trashing around and screaming for help - he's courting you! He'd never harm you, so why are you so afraid of...Oh...you're sinking. Is this some sort of teasing? Are you playing hard to get?
(He does eventually retrieve you once you go limp under the water, utterly mortified that he almost drowned his beloved)
Alright, don't worry, he will teach you how to swim....once he figures out your strange limbs. Perhaps he should've studied the humans before kidnapping you from your peers.
I don't think I'll ever get over the trope of Eldritch God with silly average human.
You have an ancient, all-knowing, all-powerful creature of terror and blight, worshipped by cultists for thousands of years, engulfing mortals in dread and despair. Then there's this human. How did they even get in here, in the middle of the Sacrificial Rite?
Before the cultists can react, a colossal hand raises from darkness, pointing at you. "Bring them over," a cursed voice demands, and the hooded figures scramble to retrieve you.
Are you going to be devoured? Sent to the depths of a cosmic Hell, where your soul will be tortured for eternity? His Unholy Majesty carefully places you on his lap. That's it. He leans back in his throne, admiring his newly acquired treasure. It's quite ridiculous how invested he is in you.
Next thing you know, he's holding a mug that says "Proud human owner".
Warnings: +18 - NSFW - KINKS - Guns - Fear - Impact - Manipulation - DARK - Parts with dub/con - Dom!Salesman -Ā Dacryphilia -
Gun Play:
The Salesman got into it when he was back still a guard working at the island. He would get hard once he killed someone, even more when he gets to see their scared expression and how life leaves their eyes.
He would have to go back to his room and get himself off multiple times till he is overstimulating himself. The line btween pleasure and pain for him his thin and he just loves to push his own limits.
Once he is out from the island and is able to get a sexual partner he waits to introduce them to his kink. He may be crazy but he still knows time its important, and also he will manipulate you into giving in.
Its going to first use the gun to order you, making you undress yourself and even shame you. Cause he can see how wet/hard you are getting by this.
As you get comfortable with it he will use is as a dildo (unloaded of course) to get you off. If you cum around it then he will force it inside your mouth and make you suck it clean.
If he feels comfortable and wants to take a lay back role then he will tell you to push the gun inside his mouth. He finds adorable how your eyes slowly get more and more lost in lust as you see him suck on the gun.
Fear Play:
While he is usually calm, collected and cold the Salesman likes to lost himself on his primal needs and one of them is making you feel fear.
Fear of him ? Yes. This man gets hard thinking in the control he has over your feelings. In both ways, how you love him and how he makes your legs tremble, your eyes cry and your skin red.
He will taunt you, asking whats wrong ? Then pulling your hair so you are looking directly into his eyes as he studies your face.
Is going to force you to kiss him and keep doing it even when he feels like you are getting out of breath.
This also includes humillation. He taunts how hard/wet you get because of it. Or how easy you cry for him. Its going to order you to keep your eyes shut as he says the most bizarre and sweet things to you making you tremble.
Impact Play:
Its one of his favorite alongside gun play. And his favorite for is slapping you.
On your face or ass, or both. Thats up to what the night waits or how his mood is.
Will make you count out loud the number of times he is slapping you and if you lose count or are too slow then he starts again. If you tell him its too much he will wait a little then continue.
Pain Play:
Borderline sadistic the Salesman gets off on inflicting you pain. The more pain you feel the more arouse he feels. Since he wants you to keep breathing and dont pass out on him you two have a scale and safe numbers for it. He admits to himself its kind of fucked up how turned on he gets seeing the person he cares be under pain. But at the end its by his hand so he does not feel too guilty over it.
The forms the induces pain on you goes from slapping you to pinching you, biting is also a must he does.
If there is something he loves is seeing his makrs on you. And since you can show the world the most intimated ones he still leaves open mouth kisses over your neck and collarbone, knowing its him leaving all of these and knowing he owns your pleasure its his favorite thing in the world.
Look, we all know this lady gets around. Brothel or not, she's big and she's strong and she looks good. She's gonna be pretty experienced no matter when you meet her and get with her.
But once you two are together? Oh baby, there's nobody more devoted. Even if she doesn't say how much she cares, Sevika always shows you what type of person she is. And loyal, she definitely is.
Go ahead and try to ask her- pettily, childishly- if you're not the only pretty thing warming her bed. She'll shoot you a withering look as she tells you with all the unshakeable affection in her big, guarded heart, "I haven't even looked at any other woman since we got together, you ass."
A love confession as good as any!
In truth, you know you don't have to worry about Sevi's eyes straying. You know it in your heart. But you know that still doesn't stop others from looking, or even talking to her.
And sometimes all the present conditions just make it far too easy for your most unfounded insecurities to seem all too real. The way she can be so careful, so guarded about showing you affection in public has been a sensitive issue between you two for a while.
I HC that she's not the type to have you perched on her lap while she plays cards with the guys or anything like that. She's too protective, too possessive herself. Why should anybody get to see you all pretty like that?
But perhaps more importantly, she doesn't want to treat you the same way she treated her moreā¦ casual partners. Whether that may be right or wrong, it's how she makes a point of how different you are from her past flames. You're not just some pretty thing to prop up (although you are her pretty thing). You're the woman she's chosen, and that chose her back.
Obviously, it doesn't always translate that way. Sometimes, it just makes her seem cold. Again, whether it's right or wrong.
Maybe you were feeling extra sensitive that night, maybe she was being extra detached, but it was probably the most opportune time for outside forces to make it worse.
You're sitting at the bar chatting with Ran to try and take your mind off things when you see, out of the corner of your eye, some bitch sliding up next to your woman with a whiskey tumbler in hand.
Sevika doesn't even look up as she takes the offered drink. Your brain honestly shuts off then, ignorant to the way when a hand slides over her shoulders and she finally looks at the woman, Sevika jerks away like she'd been burned.
It happens so quickly, and you were already feeling like shit that particular night that you don't even go to confront. Ran had been ready to wrangle you back from killing someone, so she's surprised when you justā¦ leave. You storm out of the bar, not hearing the "shit, doll, noā¦" that Sevika mutters under her breath as she stands to follow you.
The glare she gives the girl could win awards. "You better hope she tells me not to kill you," she growls, jutting a finger in the girl's face before leaving.
The guys she plays cards with every week swivel on the girl once Sevika leaves, throwing their cards up and bemoaning the "goddamn homewrecker!"
You hear her call your name almost immediately after you're out the door. "Baby, stop, you know that was-"
"I know that was what?" Sevika stops in her tracks when you swivel on her. Her eyes are wide, taken aback by how firm your voice is.
ā¦Where'd you been hiding that lower register?
"It was a mistake, I thought it was you-" "You didn't even bother to look!" "Yeah, 'cause I thought you were bringing me a drink like you always do!"
She doesn't push back against you too hard because she knows it's her mistake, dumb and unintentional as the harm may be. She lets you yell, picks out the deeper hurt from your words and the why.
And when you're done, and the tears start to well up, that's when she closes the distance. She wraps her human arm around your shoulders, hiding your vulnerability with a subtle shrug of her cape halfway over you.
"Listen to me, woman." She cups your face with her human hand, smirking slightly at the surprised laugh you let out.
"You're the only fuckin' thing I see. Okay? The only damn one. That won't happen again."
Sevika didn't ever apologize, not really. But she did make promises that she never broke.
"ā¦So do you want her dead?"
"Nah. I can't even blame her, I'd homewreck too if I didn't already have you."
