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I glow pink in the night in my room ⋆˚꩜｡ i’ve been blossoming alone over you
25! | she/her | femme lesbian | haunting the narrative | taken by my butch ❦ | ENFP
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holy trinity: ambessa medarda, sevika, abby anderson
my recs are open! come say hi and send me an idea for something you’d like me to write! :)
cis men and minors dni!!!
watching my butch vacuum our living room,,, i can see the scratches all over her back from the freaky nasty lesbian sex we had last night. our four years is next week. im sitting here eating salmon and drinking a dr pepper. never kill yourself.
⋆˚꩜｡One Shot ⋆˚꩜｡ ★Sevika x Reader★ ☆Fingering ☆Omorashi(?)☆ a little Dacryphilia☆
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All that existed now was the heavy, aching fullness low in your belly and the way Sevika held you trapped in her lap like she owned every desperate inch of you.
The safehouse was sweltering, thick with radiator steam and the scent of her cigarettes. You were straddling one of her thick thighs, knees trembling on either side, your thin shorts already damp and clinging obscenely to your soaked cunt.
You had been drifting for a while now, lost in that hazy, cotton-wrapped headspace she loved dragging you into.
Every slow rock of her leg pressed her muscle right against your throbbing bladder and swollen clit, sending sharp, filthy sparks through you.
You were so full it hurt. So full you could feel the slightest movement sloshing inside, making you whimper and grind down helplessly for any kind of relief.
Sevika’s human hand stroked lazy circles over the tight swell of your abdomen while her metal arm kept you pinned against her chest. She could feel every twitch, every flutter of your muscles trying so hard to hold.
“You’re shaking,” she teased against your ear, voice low and smoky. “Look at you. So fucking desperate to piss but still riding my thigh like a needy little whore.”
She pressed harder on your belly and you moaned, loud and broken, hips jerking as another tiny spurt leaked out of you, warm and wet against the fabric.
The damp spot grew.
She noticed.
Of course she did.
Sevika chuckled darkly, sliding her hand down to cup you through the soaked shorts. Two thick fingers rubbed slow, firm strokes right over your clit, spreading your mess.
“You’re dripping everywhere, baby. This cunt and that pretty bladder… both so full for me.”
You buried your face in her neck, whimpering pathetically. Your voice came out small and trembling. “Sevika… please. I can’t— I’m gonna—”
“Not yet.” She nipped your earlobe, then soothed it with her tongue. “I want you dripping down your thighs first. Want to feel you lose control while my fingers are buried inside you.”
She kept you there for what felt like an eternity, teasing, pressing, grinding you against her thigh while her fingers slipped under the waistband of your shorts. She circled your slick clit with maddening patience, occasionally dipping lower to press against your aching hole, never quite giving you enough. Every time you got close to the edge, she eased off and pushed on your belly instead, dragging you right back to that desperate, leaking mess.
Tears were sliding down your cheeks by the time she finally stood, carrying you like you weighed nothing. In the tiny bathroom she set you on your feet but kept you pressed against the wall, yanking your soaked shorts down just enough. She didn’t let you sit. Instead she crowded behind you, one arm banded across your chest, the other sliding between your legs again.Two thick fingers pushed inside you without warning, curling deep.
“Now,” she growled against your neck, biting down. “Let go. Soak my hand like the desperate slut you are.”
The dam broke.
You cried out as the hot rush finally flooded out of you, powerful and uncontrollable. Piss streamed down your thighs, over her fingers, soaking her hand and wrist while she fucked you through it.
The relief was so intense it tipped you straight into a shattering orgasm. Your walls clenched hard around her fingers, thighs shaking violently as you came with a broken sob, piss and slick mixing together in a filthy, endless gush.
Sevika didn’t stop. She kept stroking you through every pulse, every desperate spurt, murmuring rough praise against your skin.
“That’s it. Let it all out for me.” She groaned against your ear.
When it finally slowed, you were limp and trembling in her arms, tears streaking your face, legs slick and shining. She turned you gently, kissed you deep and slow, tasting the salt and desperation on your tongue.
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no i don't want to talk about it. no do not tease me about this.
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hi my lovelies sorry for not posting in some time!! had a super busy and fun pride month so far, i hope everyone else is enjoying too :)) planning on finishing some stuff tonight and working on asks as well, so if anyone wants to send some more please do!! yall will be fed soon!
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send me an ask of something you’d like to see written :)
right now i’m writing for sevika, ambessa, and abby anderson
i’m open to headcanonns, smut, angst, fluff, whatever you got !!
cis men and minors dni!!!
little by little, i've conditioned you to become a dumb witted, thoughtless little slut who loves pulling her panties aside for pussy inspections on command. it didn't start this way. you used to hesitate, used to blush and look away. used to need gentle coaxing.
"come here, baby. let me see." you shy at first, embarrassed. but i was patient. consistent. every single day, asking to see. making it routine. normal.
"show me." until it became automatic. until you stopped thinking about it. now i just have to say the words and you're already moving. already reaching down. already pulling your panties to the side without question. no hesitation anymore. no embarrassment. just obedience.
just that empty-headed compliance i've trained into you. watching your brain shut off the moment i give the command. all thoughts disappearing. just spreading your legs and showing me like the good girl you've become. and you love it now. love how simple it is. love not having to think. love just obeying.
getting wet just from hearing "inspection time, angel." your body responding before your brain even processes it. conditioned so perfectly. trained so well.
i'll be across the room and just say "come here, sweetheart. show me." and you're already walking over. already hiking up your skirt or pulling down your pants. already pulling your panties aside and spreading yourself open for me to inspect.
no questions. no thoughts. just automatic obedience. exactly how i trained you. and i love checking my work. love seeing how wet you are just from following commands. love the glazed look in your eyes. love how dumb and pliant you've become.
my perfect, brainless little slut. inspecting you whenever i want. sometimes multiple times a day. sometimes in public when we're out, pulling you into a bathroom. "show me." you obeying instantly. sometimes first thing in the morning. "let me see how wet you got overnight, baby."
you spreading yourself before you're even fully awake. it's become such a part of your routine you don't even remember what it was like before. can't imagine not showing me whenever i ask. your brain has been rewired. conditioned to obey. to display yourself. to be my mindless little slut who pulls her panties aside on command without a single thought.
me and my girlfriend accidentally just took a 4 and half hour nap…that sleepy girlfriend air creates time vacuums.
abby who pavlov’s you with somno so every time you get sleepy your cunt is leaking and you can’t fall asleep without her thick fingers stuffing you…
cw: CONSENSUAL somno but technically still dubcon i guess, fingering (r receiving), strap (r receiving), fem reader
cis men and minors dni!!
wc: 1.8k divider @strangergraphics
You and Abby both get nightmares; it’s one of the many things you share in common. It comes with the territory of living in a post-apocalyptic world. The things you’ve seen, the things you’ve done to live another day.
Unlike Abby, you are unable to fall back asleep after you wake up. Heart hammering in your chest, a sheen of sweat covering your body. You can’t close your eyes again without falling right back into it.
So, as the thoughtful girlfriend Abby is, she’ll make you cum on her mouth and fingers until you pass out to pacify you. On the really bad nights, she’ll fuck you with her strap for hours to the point where you both pass out due to exhaustion. Not like she’s complaining, though. She would live in your cunt if she could.
You are Abby’s only true home, your body being an extension. You have given Abby direct consent to use your body if she needs to while you’re asleep. She’ll slide under the covers to between your thighs, mouthing at your warm pussy to her heart's content. You are always so wet for her.
You’ll find her the next morning, head on your thighs and drooling. You smile to yourself, running your hands through her hair, heat coiling in your tummy at the thought of her using you in this way.
Fast forward to yet another night. Abby had a long day of patrols and training. She held your plush body in her arms and fell asleep quickly. You, on the other hand, were wide awake. You had a decent day, ate three meals, and drank enough water. But couldn’t for the life of you fall asleep. You stared at Abby’s pretty face and listened to her breathing before finally feeling even the slightest bit sleepy.
Suddenly, you felt a tingle in your lower belly as slick gushed out gently from your pussy. You sighed, annoyed. You didn’t want to wake Abby for this.
You rolled over from her, shame filling you. As you slid your hand down to the hem of your undies, cupping yourself. With a whimper, your fingers slid into your damp cotton panties. You ran gently through your sticky folds before rubbing slow circles on your clit. You whimpered in relief. After working yourself up for a bit, you slid one finger into your pulsing pussy before sliding in another. You picked up the pace, rocking your hips against your hand, hiding your face in your pillow to drown out your whimpers.
You slipped in another finger, but it was no use. They weren’t thick enough, didn’t stretch you out the way Abby’s did. They weren’t long enough either, unable to bully that sweet spot deep inside you like Abby was. It just wasn’t enough. You whined in defeat. There was no way you were gonna make yourself cum, and no way you were going to fall asleep with your sticky pussy. You had no other choice.
You rolled over to look at Abby again. She had shifted on her back, lips open slightly, hair loose on the pillow. She looked like an angel. Your clit pulsed just looking at her like this. You were pathetic.
You whispered her name, with no response. You ran a hand through her hair before touching her shoulder. “Abby,” you tried again. She hummed, eyes still closed and half asleep.
"Baby," you whine quietly. She peeked one eye open at you, “Are you okay?” she groaned, voice thick with sleep. Your cunt pulsed again. You were disgusting.
“Yeah, I just can’t sleep,” you whispered sheepishly.
“Poor baby,” she sat up slightly to caress your face, “did you have another nightmare?” she mumbled.
“…no,” you said shyly.
Abby was more alert now. “What’s wrong?” she asked fretfully. You were going to hell.
"I just..." you smushed your face into her chest.
“I’m too horny to sleep, and I tried taking care of myself, but I can’t!!” you said pitifully. words muffled by her cotton tank top.
She instinctively ran her hands through your hair, soothing you.
“I can’t hear you, angel", she said through a smile, hearing you just fine.
You whimpered, looking up at her, pouting, “I can’t sleep, I’m too worked up.”
“Aww, what’s gotten you so worked up, princess?” She teased, voice still groggy.
"You," you whine in frustration.
She laughed at you, “but I wasn’t doing anything, baby.” Abby loves to make you say you need her.
“Please abs I need it,” you whine hopelessly.
She tilts your head up, kissing you slowly and messily, taking her time with you, licking into your mouth and sucking on your tongue. You moan into her as she leaves sloppy kisses down the column of your throat.
“You need me that bad, baby hmm?” she drawls between kisses.
“Yes, please please” you chant into her hair.
Her calloused hands moved down to your soft tummy, pinching the skin there. She goes down further, cupping your leaky pussy in your ruined underwear.
"Need me here?" she smirks, kissing you again.
"Mhm!" you moan into her mouth.
Abby slides your panties to the side, gliding her fingers up your slit. Moaning as she plays with your wetness.
“Fuck baby, this pussy is so wet for me," she groans. You can only moan in response.
“You got her nice and ready, huh?” she says, continuing to swipe through your folds, teasing your hole.
“Please i-in” you whimper.
“Such a needy girl”, she smirks.
Abby shoves two of her thick fingers into you. Your eyes roll back, your mouth drops wide open, moaning like a porn star. You grip onto her broad shoulders for support. She groans at feeling your tight, silky walls grip her, deeply curling them to reach that devastating spot inside you.
“Eyes on me, baby,” she pulls your chin up to look at her, face only inches away. You're both breathing loudly into each other's mouths as she watches you take her.
“My pretty girl,” Abby coos, “that feels good, huh?” She picks up the pace as your whimpers get higher, legs trembling around her hand. fingernails digging into her freckled shoulders. She spits into your open mouth, licking your bottom lip as you swallow her.
“ah im gonna c-cum” you whimper.
“That’s it, baby cmon make a mess on my fingers,” she breathes.
You do as you're told, a loud moan ripping through the air as you arch your back. She takes her sticky fingers out of your hole, slowly bringing them up to her mouth and sucking them. She groans, eyes rolling into the back of her head, “so sweet baby,” she moans.
You whimper, eyes wide and glassy as you watch her. “Wanna taste?” she asks. You nod. Abby reaches down again to swipe your cum onto her fingers before putting them in your mouth. You run your tongue along them, tasting yourself before sucking softly.
"Good girl," she coos, curling her fingers making you gag slightly.
“You tired enough to sleep?” she asks with a knowing smile. You shake your head no sheepishly.
She smirks cockily at you, “You want my cock, baby?” she asks sumgly.
You whimper and nod your head. She takes her fingers out of your mouth.
“Nuh uh", she tsks, "You gotta ask me like a good slut.”
“Please, abs, please, I need your cock”, you whine.
She chuckles before kissing you again, “good girl,” she murmurs in your mouth.
She gets up to get her harness and strap as you take the rest of your clothing off. Moving the covers and positioning yourself on the bed on your hands and knees, arching deeply as your ass and pussy are on display for her. You brush your cheek against the soft sheets as the cool night air hits your weeping pussy, sending chills down your spine. Abby fastens the straps on quickly, placing the thick silicone cock in the ring, walking over to where you were ready for her on her bed.
Her pussy gushes out slick seeing you like this. She presses her palm flat against your back, smoothing down your spine. You jump lightly at the contact, she presses her hips flush to your ass, bending forward to kiss up your back.
Lightly fisting your hair, kissing your neck, she whispers, “Such a good girl for me, sweetheart.” You whimper, pressing your ass harder against her, feeling her hard cock brush against you gently.
“You ready for me, baby?” she mumbles into your hair.
"Mmm yes," you whine.
She slides in slowly, no need for lube when you’re this soaked. You grip the bedsheets together, feeling her stretch and fill you. She gives you a moment to adjust before pulling out to the hilt and pushing back in, hips picking up speed. Moaning into your neck as if she can feel your walls tightening around her, she swears she can.
“Fuck baby, you're squeezing me so tight,” Abby moans. She straightens up, grabbing your hair to make you arch deeper. Your face is pressed further into the sheets, drool staining them. She can hear your muffled cries as her hips pound harder.
You push your hand down to rub at your slippery clit, walls fluttering wildly, "augh gonna come ‘gain" you sob into the sheets.
"Good girl, come on my cock, baby," she grunts. Your pussy clenches and spasms around her as you cum with a loud cry. She grinds into you rougher, harness rubbing against her clit, you tremble in overstimulation as Abby uses your pussy to make herself cum.
“Fuck baby gonna fill you up,” she whines. Abby shudders as her own release takes her. The sound of your heavy breathing fills the room as she rests her front on your back.
You're unsure how much time has passed, Abby still pumping into your sensitive pussy. You’ve lost count of the number of times you’ve come. lying on your back now, your head resting on the pillow, and legs stretched around her back.
The feeling of her skin on yours and her inside of you, you didn't want it to end, but your body could not stay awake another moment. “I can’t stay awake abs," you whimpered, too tired to even open your eyes.
Abby wasn’t phased, she kissed your lips then your chin, “it’s okay, I got you, baby, you can go to sleep," “not done with this sweet pussy yet.”
You nodded, eyes still closed, "I love you abs," you mumbled sleepily. You felt yourself slip, lulled by Abby’s touch.
She smiled down at you softly, "I love you too, princess."
Abby loved you like this, so sweet and pliant for her. You trusted her so deeply to take care of you. It made her heart and cunt flutter. She watched your sleeping form. You looked so peaceful, her pretty girl. Little whimpers leaving your mouth. She groaned softly, careful not to wake you, as she kept grinding into you. She was sensitive at this point, but she couldn’t stop herself. Body tensing and shuddering again as she came.
She sighs contentedly, pushing the hair out of your face. Shifting both your bodies carefully, so as not to disturb you. Abby lay beside you, scooping you into her arms, still staying safely inside you.
fave doms and spanking :3
mdni 18+!!!!
ambessa has absolutely no patience for bratting or mouthing off, she will have you bent over her lap with a quickness. spanking your ass raw, she does not care if you’re crying either. it only takes a time or two for you to learn your lesson.
if she is kind enough to fuck you after you were bad, she will not let you cum. if you do without her permission, god help you.
if you do not communicate with her like a big girl and tell her what’s wrong or what you want she will just ignore you lol. she expects her sweet girl to be on her best behavior, she is patient but very very stern. if you’re a good girl for her and ask nicely you get whatever you want.
sevika is the least patient person lol. she’ll give you a chance before punishing you, if you don’t get it together after an eye brow raises and a “watch it doll”, you’re in for it.
loves to use her strength and manhandle you into her lap to spank you, rough hands leaving red handprints on your ass. It always ends in her fucking you roughly. you get so wet for her, she can’t help it. will edge you a few times, but will give in quickly,, she doesn’t have much restraint when it comes to your pussy.
def the type that if you are arguing with her and she’s had enough, she’ll fuck off to the last drop. if you are being petty to her she WILL be petty back. however she doesn’t like going to bed with you upset at each other, so she’ll begrudgingly patch things up. it’s not that she doesn’t care she’s just stubborn as fuck.
abby is the most patient of the bunch by far, will give you the benefit of the doubt. if you start mouthing off she’ll ask what you need, did you have a bad day? are you hungry, thirsty, need attention?
it does get to a point tho, if she’s actively trying to help you and you’re still mouthing off to her she has no problem asserting her dominance over you. showing her strength by grabbing you and pulling you into her space, looming over you, “are you sure you wanna keep up this act princess?”
she was hesitant to spank you early on in your relationship, too afraid to hurt you. she figured out pretty quickly that you’re a sick girl and like when she hurts you. after that she has no issue giving you what you need.
thanks for coming to another ted talk !!
shimmer canonically being a hybrid drug,, one of which includes performance enhancing steroids,,, steroids can sometimes cause permanent clitoris growth,,,big clit sevika. i mean its practically canon then.
cw: clit fucking, oral (s receiving), porn with plot, established relationship, weed mention
minors dni!! 18+
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Sevika is seated at her signature booth in the Last Drop after an intense fight. She's left with a busted prosthetic and an array of fresh bruises littering her face and body. She downs the rest of her whiskey, attempting to numb the pain, as the shimmer already starts to flush out of her system.
An array of bolts and screws is spread out before her. Sevika takes a long drag of her cigarillo, exhaling through her nose. She picks up the screwdriver again to tighten a paneling on her prosthetic arm, the faint whir and hum of machinery coming to life. The loud slam of a door upstairs and rising voices distract her as she burns herself on the hot coil.
"Fuck", she curses, body jerking slightly at the sudden pain. The jolt caused her clitoris to brush up against the seam of her pants, causing a pinching pain. She hisses, eyebrows furrowing in confusion at the sudden sensitivity. She adjusts herself quickly and shrugs it off, finishing fixing up her arm.
Sevika opens the rusted door to her small apartment, flipping the switch on the wall. The dull light flickered a few moments before going back to pitch dark. She sighs heavily through her nose, stumbling through the dark to her bedroom. Turning on the lamp before peeling off all her clothes and detaching her prosthetic. She enters the bathroom, pulling back the shower curtain and turning it on.
Sevika runs her hair and body under the lukewarm water, grabbing a bar of soap to scrub her skin. She reaches down between her legs to clean her vagina, fingers accidentally running roughly over her clit.
“Hah,” she breathes out. It was never this sensitive before, she thought to herself. She looked down between her legs to find her clit heavy and swollen, a few millimeters bigger than she ever remembered.
“What the fuck?” she murmurs to herself, confused. She runs her fingers over it again, a zap of pleasure running down her spine.
Six years had passed. Zuan had suffered many changes, and so had Sevika. Sevikas clit slowly grew throughout the years as a result of the shimmer, nearly measuring 3.5 inches. It sat dark and twitching between her heavy folds.
Sevika is a service top by nature, not needing to receive in order to feel pleasure. It wasn't that she was embarrassed by her huge clit, she just didn't like being vulnerable in general. Besides, none of the women with whom she had sexual relations offered to please her and meant it.
Until she met you. Sevika is smitten with you, showing her care for you through direct actions rather than words. She loves to dominate you, pounding her thick strap into you on any and all surfaces. Or spending hours between your thighs, devouring your sweet pussy.
However, after months of being together, you had begged a few times to return the favor. Getting on your knees, rubbing your face lewdly on the crotch of her jeans, pleading to taste her.
You knew Sevika had intimacy issues. It was no surprise to you that the hardened warrior of Zaun had a deeply difficult time opening up. You have yet to even see her fully naked. You, of course, respected her boundaries, not wanting to ever make her upset.
However, your poor baby was soooo stressed. Silco was working her like a dog; she took care of everything and everyone. You wanted to make her feel taken care of for once.
You left work early, entrusting your colleague to handle business for the rest of the day. You thanked her for her flexibility before gathering your things and heading out the door. The bell dinged behind you before the wooden door shut with a heavy thud. You skipped down the few stone stairs. Heading down the street to the local stalls to pick up fresh groceries for dinner. You got in and out as quickly as possible, paying the older woman for your things.
The walk was brisk and short to you and Sevika's shared apartment, wrapping your cardigan tighter around your plush body. You walked up the metal stairs of the complex before heading to the door. You fished your keys out of your purse, struggling a moment with the bags, unlocking several locks before turning the doorknob. The rusted door groaned open before shutting again behind you.
The space was small, cozy in a way that felt like home. Soft lighting, thick rugs, the smell of scented candles.
You set the groceries on the counter before kicking off your shoes. Washing your hands quickly and unpacking the groceries. You were going to make one of Sevika's favorite dishes. Something warm, full of flavor, and served on fluffy jasmine rice. You worked quickly, the repetition of chopping and stirring calming you.
After finishing dinner, you needed to wash the day off your body. You took a warm shower and put on soft and silky pajamas. As you were pouring yourself a glass of wine, you heard Sevika unlock and open the door.
She entered the apartment and let out a heavy breath she didn't know she was holding. The heavenly smell of your cooking invaded her senses, making her tummy growl. She entered the kitchen to the sight of you sipping wine and plating her favorite meal, humming along softly to the radio.
"Hi baby", you smile warmly, "I made your favorite".
She walked over to you, standing behind you and wrapping her big arms around your waist. She rested her chin on your shoulder, "Thank you, baby," she said gruffly from exhaustion. You brought both plates to the table, sat down, and enjoyed the meal.
After eating, you shrug her vest off her broad shoulders and usher her to the couch, clearly on a mission. Sevika chuckles loudly at your ministrations. She kicked her feet up onto the table as you went to grab her a whiskey and a freshly rolled joint. You returned to her, handing her the whiskey and climbing up onto her lap.
“What do you have there, baby?” she said, clearly amused.
“just something to help us relax” you said sheepishly.
She sipped her whiskey, humming, taking the joint from your fingers. She fished out a lighter from her pocket and put the joint in between her plush lips. She sparked the lighter and lit it, inhaling the smoke deeply before blowing a huge cloud in your face.
She chuckled loudly as you waved your hand and coughed dramatically. Sevika inhaled again, grabbing your face and blowing the smoke into your open, waiting mouth. You inhaled sharply, placing your hands on her chest to ground you as you pulled away from her. She wore her usual cocky grin as she passed the lit joint to you.
The two of you shared it down to the filter, chatting and laughing about your days. You watched her closely, the tiny crow's feet at the corner of her eyes, her rounded nose, the winking gap in her teeth. Your heart clenched in fondness, almost painfully. You swept the hair from out of her face tenderly.
Sevika was much more talkative after smoking. The thick wall she built up slowly lowering in the haze of smoke. You loved listening to her rough voice, watching her lips move as she told you a story about her day. You couldn’t help a deep heat coiling in your belly.
Your body moved faster than your mind could catch up, clumsily slamming your lips onto hers. You cut her off abruptly, a sound of surprise leaving her throat.
“Needy,” she tsked.
Sevika's body responded quickly, wrapping her arms tighter around your waist, pulling you closer to her. The action made you roll your hips forward, the seam of Sevikas pants catching on your clit through your thin sleep shorts. You moaned softly, rolling your hips harder in chase of more friction.
Her nails dug into your waist tightly, the other hand gripping your ass. Every time you rocked your hips in search of your own pleasure, Sevika’s swollen clit also received friction. You rocked your hips roughly again, hands raking through her short hair. Sevika let out a loud moan that surprised both of you. You pulled back to look at Sevika, breathless.
She looked at you with wide eyes, lips swollen and bitten. You smirked cockily at her, “Does that feel good, baby?” you question, rolling your hips again tentatively.
She looks at you, face flushed, more out of sorts than you’ve ever seen her, as she lets out a small groan again. You rock your hips harder, whining, “Please, baby, please let me make you feel good.”
Her dark eyes search your face quietly, trusting you fully, she nods to you. You squeal in excitement as you climb off her lap to kneel in front of her spread thighs.
Sevika snorts at your eagerness, helping you undo her belt and push her trousers down her thick thighs. She’s left with just her boxers on; you can see the slight bulge beneath, you run a finger along it gently in curiosity.
"Don’t tease, doll", she groans. You smile up at her innocently before helping her to take off her boxers. Your eyes widen as you see her huge clit. Your mouth waters as you whimper, looking up at her for permission.
“I know it’s big,” she says tentatively. You have never seen her look so unsure before.
You look up at her desperately, “Please, I’ll be good, I need to taste you.” She considers you again and nods in approval.
You take your tongue and gently run it up the girth of her; she sucks in a sharp breath. exhaling shakily. You watch it twitch before taking the whole thing in your mouth, sucking softly. She groans, head falling back into the couch. You whimper around her, sucking harder, tongue playing with the head of her clit.
“F-fuck baby,” she sighs. You continue to suck on her gently, hands resting on her muscled thighs.
She looks down at your eyes wide, whimpering with your mouth around her. You look even more fucked out than her.
She smiles fondly, caressing your face for a moment before grabbing your hair with her hand, forcing you to take her deeper in your mouth. You both moan.
“That’s it, baby,” she praises. You whine happily in response.
"Stick out your tongue for me", you do as you're told, ever eager to please. She holds your head steady as she thrusts her hips roughly to meet your mouth, fucking herself on your tongue. You groan, watching her face contort in pleasure. She continues to fuck your face, deep groans leaving her pouty, dark lips.
A few sloppy thrusts later, and Sevika is coming on your chin, creamy liquid spilling from her. You release her clit, only so you can lap at her fluttering hole. moaning at the taste of her. You pull back to lazily smile at her, giving her throbbing, engorged clit a kiss.
She hisses, pulling you up by your arm and dragging you the short distance to your shared bedroom. She pushes you onto your back on the disheveled bed. She presses her knees on either side of your hips, caging you in with her frame.
You look up at her and whine dramatically, "Why have you been hiding her from me?"
Sevika chuckles at you incredulously, raising her eyebrows at you in amusement. "Are you referring to my clit?"
"Yes!!" you huff, arms crossing over your chest, putting on your best pout.
'I'm sorry, baby,” she coos mockingly. "Let me make it up to you, hmm," she hums.
You nod quickly, leaning up to lick at her plump lips. Sevika groans swallowing your mouth with hers. tongue and teeth clashing together. She pushes your plush thighs up towards your soft tummy.
"Wanna try something, doll, do you trust me?"
You nodded immediately; you trusted her with your life. Sevika positions her hips above yours experimentally rocking forward, her hard clit rubbing against yours. You throw your head back and moan loudly, "ouhhhhh".
Sevika smirks down at you before pulling back and angling her hips lower. Thrusting her fat clit into your tight pussy. Your cunt swallows her instantly, squeezing her tightly. You both moan loudly.
You look in her eyes, mouth agape, "f-fuck baby!!" "You're so big!"
The intimate feeling of her being inside you like this makes your chest ache with tenderness. You might just burst. You take her fingers and shove them in your mouth to soothe you.
She growls, hips picking up speed. The sound of skin slapping and your shared slick echoes through the room. Sevika uses your pussy, grinding into you roughly.
“Fuck this pussy was made for me baby”, she grunts.
“Uh huh yours vika” you groan, muffled by her fingers.
Sevika throws her head back in ecstasy, body shuddering and twitching as she comes. She lets out an animalistic sound as she grabs your tits so hard it stings. Watching her come undone, while feeling her inside of you, topples you over into your own orgasm. Twitching and whimpering under her, scratching at her toned stomach.
Sevikas's hips roll a few times more before slowing to a stop, breathing heavily and wiping sweat from her brow. You look up at her through your lashes as you both share lazy fucked out smiles. You’ve never felt closer to her.
Sevika leans down, chuckling breathily, kissing up your stomach and breasts. Lazily taking your left nipple in her mouth before licking it and moving to the right. She licks the sweat between the valley of your tits up your neck to your chin, sloppily kissing it. You giggle and try to push at her shoulder.
Her face hovers over yours, breath fanning your face. She grins wolfishly, teeth shining in the lowlight, "Why haven’t we done this before”, she rasps.
smoking a joint call us high femme and stoned butch
sevika's shimmer strap glowing bright enough to see how deep it is inside you
part 2: punishment
part 1: here
minors do not interact, 18+!!!!
content warning: age gap yuri, dub con, toxic ambessa, impact play, breath play, degradation, mommy kink, rough sex, dom ambessa, sub reader
wc: 2.3k
picturing bessa in that outfit with the cape and her hair braided into that gold halo crown thing,, YUMMYYYYY okay enjoy heheh
Ambessa gave you simple instructions. Go back to your shared chambers and wait for her, kneeling and naked.
You were escorted by one of her soldiers, decorated in Noxian regalia. To keep up, you had to widen your stride to the point that you were staggering, the effects of the alcohol making you unsteady. They led you through the maze of the Council Building, toward the living quarters. You lost count of the number of turns the two of you had taken before finally arriving at Ambessa and your chambers.
Two guards are stationed outside the grand doors. They opened wordlessly as the soldier stepped in ahead of you, holding a hand up to signal you to stay put. The soldier disappeared for several moments before emerging again, nodding once to indicate that the room was secure. Ambessa had a knack for the dramatics, especially when it came to your safety. You walked past the threshold into the dark room, the doors closing behind you.
You took a look around the unfamiliar room, much different from your chambers in Noxus. The lofty, bright walls were covered in intricate molding. The dark blue curtains, slightly open, framed the full moon. The rays poured in, casting a dark shadow at odd angles, making the room feel cold and eerie.
You slowly slid off your dress one shoulder at a time as it reached the floor in a puddle of silk, your nipples hardening quickly in the cool night. You slide off your panties that were already slick and damp from your arousal, walking towards the grand hearth on the opposite side of the room. You mentally prepared for the onslaught of punishment that Ambessa would unleash on you as you knelt down on the plush carpet in front of the chaise. You already felt yourself sink into submission. You hated it when Ambessa was mad at you, but some sick twisted part of you loved it when she took her anger out on you.
Your prickled skin was soothed by the warmth of the fire, as you leaned forward on your elbows onto the chaise, your nipples rubbed against the cushioned fabric. Already impatient for Ambessas' touch, though knowing it will not be kind, you still craved it just the same. You are not sure how much time has passed; the only indication is the woodpile in the hearth diminishing. The flames still burned strongly as you watched them dance, soothing your mind. The crackling sound of the wood lulled you as you slipped into sleep.
You awoke with a start as the grand doors were pushed open, light flooding in from the hall as Ambessa’s footsteps echoed in the room. You immediately straightened your posture, and doing so immediately made you feel dizzy, realizing that you were still quite drunk. You blinked a few times, holding on to the chaise to steady yourself. You heard ambessa moving behind you, not daring to turn to look at her. You heard her pour a drink for herself, glass clinking on the table before she sat on the couch behind you. It took all of your self-control not to turn around and look at her. You held your breath as she sipped from her glass and swallowed. You wished to lick her mouth open to taste, knowing it would taste of her favorite spiced wine.
Finally, after several minutes, she spoke. Voice rough from fraternizing all evening. “You have disappointed me tonight, little one,” she said gruffly. You let out a shaky breath at hearing the dissatisfaction in her voice. You heard a shuffle before feeling the cold leather of her boot slide between your legs. You gasped. Her boot pressed harder, splitting your labia open against the toe. You moaned as she pressed even harder on your clit, before pulling away just as quickly.
Ambessa saw the shining evidence of your arousal, “Tch”, she scoffed loudly, “Wet even now?” she said mockingly, “Disgusting.”
Your cheeks heat up in humiliation from her words. “It seems my pet needs a lesson in obedience," she growled. “Have you forgotten who you belong to, mutt? “
You were unsure whether she required a response; you stayed silent, afraid to provoke her. Without any preparation, you suddenly felt a sharp crack of leather land on your ass, searing pain traveled up your spine, you cried out.
“I asked you a question, whore", she spat.
“Y-you Ambessa, I belong to you", you sputtered. another CRACK landed on the other cheek. You cried out again, tears already gathering on your lash line. She made a sound of mock sympathy, bringing the belt down in quick succession four times, alternating between each cheek. Broken sobs left your mouth now, tears dripping down your cheeks, hot and salty. She grabbed your hair at the base of your skull and pulled, forcing you to arch your spine. You grabbed at her wrist, attempting to steady yourself as you shrieked. Her beautiful face now hung above you; you never wanted to look away.
"I thought you wanted my attention, little lamb", she cooed mockingly. Yanking you up by your arm and easily maneuvering you to lie across her lap. Hand still gripped tightly in your hair, "Is that not why you toyed with that slut just to provoke me?" she whispered maliciously.
She released your hair to push your head down fully on the couch, her other hand smoothing down your shoulder blades to the base of your spine, pressing there. You sobbed into the couch, "I'm sorry, Bessa," you cried pitifully.
Ambessa chuckled darkly, unaffected by your cries, bringing her big calloused hand down harshly SMACK SMACK before caressing the skin. "You fib", she stated, "We both know this is what you craved." She soothed over your ass again, going lower to the sticky mess between your thighs, she swiped her fingers through your soaking folds. “Even now as you cry for me, your body betrays you, child,” she purred.
“I am s-sorry”, you blubbered as your ass stung sharply. “I just missed you mommy', falling deeper into that haze of submission. She hummed in thought.
"If you had been a good girl for me, you would be being rewarded right now," she paused. "Yet look at you, bent over my lap, blubbering," she said harshly. Several more SMACKS landed on your ass, skin red and angry.
"I am your good girl m-mommy," you hiccupped pathetically, needing to get back in her good graces. She scoffed loudly in response but remained silent.
“P-please, wanna see you mama,” you sobbed. She paused for a moment, comfortingly soothing her hand down your back.
“Whores don’t get to make demands,” Ambessa said softly in comparison to the harsh words, squishing your face into the couch cushion. You sobbed louder.
"On your knees," she said gruffly. She helped your wobbling form to kneel in front of her. Your heels pressed into the tender flesh of your ass, you winced. Dark eyes looked you over hungrily. Hair tangled and disheveled. Makeup running down your face, as tears dripped between the valley of your heavy breasts. Her eyes softened a fraction. You were her perfect, messy little girl.
“What have you learned, little lamb?” Ambessa said, still stern.
Lip trembling, you looked at her through tears in your lashes. “Need to l-listen to you", you wept.
A light snack was delivered to the left side of your face by her rough palm. “What else?” she smoldered.
“Gonna be a good girl for you mama”, you blubbered. She considered you for a moment, brows furrowed, before standing up from the couch. Her muscled frame loomed even further. She looks down at you as she unzips her trousers, revealing her solid legs and huge black strap-on. Your eyes widen in shock.
"I have heard enough of your whining", she says as her thumb swipes along your bottom lip. Inserting two of her thick fingers, curling them to reach the back of your throat, gagging instinctively. She presses the pads of her fingers down on your tongue, forcing you to open your mouth before spitting. A fat glob lands on your chin. She removes her fingers, wiping a combination of her saliva, your tears, and snot on your round cheeks.
"Messy", Ambessa muses, lips tilting in a fond smile. Heat flushed your face as you whimpered in embarrassment. She gripped your chin firmly before sliding in the tip of the strap into your waiting mouth. You open your mouth wider, attempting to make room for her. She slowly rolls her hips forward, cock already touching the back of your throat. You gag around her again, as she groans hoarsely. You breathe sharply through your nose before she takes her two fingers and pinches your nose shut. Your eyes widen in alarm, protests muffled by her thick cock.
She smiles down at you wickedly, her teeth showing, “Mutts who disobey me do not deserve to breathe the same air.” You place your hands on her sturdy thighs to steady yourself as more tears roll down your flushed cheeks.
She speaks again, "You are my property, you do as I tell you." You looked up at her in panic, nodding as best you could.
"Do you understand, little lamb?" Ambessa questions mockingly. You nod fervently as your head pounds, oxygen being deprived from your blood. It did not matter to you; you needed her more anyway.
"Words," she spits, removing the large toy from your aching mouth. You gasp, hands trembling, "Y-yes, I am your property, mommy". You gulp another breath before sputtering again, "I underst-stand".
She hummed in acknowledgment, "See", she cooed, "My brave little dove”.
She reaches down to place a hand around your throat and kisses you roughly, mouth and tongue dominating yours. You immediately moan into her mouth and grab on to her thick biceps. She reaches down your lower back to grab at your ass, easily scooping you into her lap. The other hand slides back up to grip the back of your neck, deepening the kiss. She kissed down your neck and chest to your heavy breasts, licking and sucking your hard nipple. You whimper loudly, scratching her toned stomach with your long nails, as you rock your hips against her strap needily.
Ambessa rises suddenly, causing you to gasp in her mouth in surprise. You wrap your long legs around her waist as she chuckles at you. Walking with you in her arms over to the huge bed. She throws you onto the pillowy duvet, head hitting the soft cushions. Before you can even complain, she's crawling on top of you, gripping both wrists in one hand and pinning them above your head.
Her eyes rake over your trembling form hungrily, "I am going to fuck you now however I want, and you will take it," she says gruffly. You nod your head quickly, "Yes", you say breathlessly.
She pushes halfway into your tight cunt, her huge cock already stretching you tremendously. You groan in pain and pleasure. "Too much mommy," you whine.
"You can take it, little one", she coos, "You are my good girl, are you not?" she says teasingly, bottoming out completely.
You gasp as the words are taken from your mouth. Your clit throbbed, feeling fuller than you have ever felt. The veined silicone dragging along your walls burned deliciously. Ambessa's hips picked up a steady rhythm. Cock pulling out halfway before bullying itself back in. You whimpered between your bitten lip, looking away from her to hide yourself, the sensation overwhelming you. Ambessa was having none of it. Her other hand slapped your face lightly.
"Do not hide yourself from me," she muttered. You released your lip from the confines of your teeth and moaned deeply. Her thrusts quickened, pulling out all the way and pelvis harshly smacking against your ass and thighs. Cunt fluttering around her.
You sobbed loudly, "Y-yours, yours mommy", you chanted. She bent down to lick the salty tears on your plump cheek.
"Mommy's sweetest girl," she purred tenderly. You sobbed in relief, looking up at her, hair framing her in a moonlit halo. Her skin appeared even richer in color in the shadowed light. Dark eyes, drinking you in intently. You puckered your lips up at her, signaling silently for a kiss.
She chuckles deeply, "Such a needy little thing, aren't you? So desperate for mommy," she mocks, but passifies you anyway. Reaching down to swallow your mouth with hers. Heat coiled in your lower belly, moaning and whimpering into her. Gripping your wide hips roughly, fat squishes from in between her fingers. Bruises will bloom tomorrow.
Ambessa straightens again, shifting your body onto its side, the new angle filling you deeper. You cry out, animalistic noises escaping you, "uh uh uh".
She growls, one hand gripping your soft tummy tightly, the other pinched and pulled at your nipple, pulling back to deliver a harsh smack to one heavy tit, then the other, over and over again.
The pleasure became devastating, "I-I'm gonna c-cum" you cried. Ambessa hummed softly, waiting for you to get right to the edge before pulling out. The emptiness was shattering; you sobbed in frustration.
"no no no," you shrieked. She shushed you softly, hands smoothing hair from your face.
"It is still a punishment, pet", Ambessa said, firm but soft. She took her thumbs and spread you open for her. You moaned softly as she watched your fluttering hole and twitching clit. She reached down and swept her tongue up the length of your slit, tasting you. She moaned softly as you cried out in sensitivity.
"So sweet, baby," she smirked at you teasingly.
She disappeared, you whimpered softly. It hurt to be without her for even a second. She returned a moment later with a warm cloth and cream for your bottom. She tenderly wiped your sticky thighs and sensitive cunt. Turning you around gently before spreading the soothing cream on your sore bottom.
She shifted your body up the bed and under the covers, getting in beside you and wrapping you in her strong arms. You sighed in content, head nuzzling her warm chest.
Ambessa's soft lips kissed your hairline. "Rest now, child, you did well." Her embrace and the sound of her steady breath lulled you to sleep quickly.
sorry this took longer than I expected, please enjoy!! my recs are open btw :))
taglist: @noiregoddess99 @paleidiot @sevikasswifee
something something ambessa’s trophy.
content warnings: jealous ambessa (yum), mean ambessa, woman handling, age gap yuri
my works are always imagined with a fat reader in mind cause i love fat women so.
wc: 1.25 k!!
You stood by the mountainous side of General Ambessa Medarda, the room filled with chatter and niceties from the "prestigious" Piltovian socialites. Ambessa handled the politics gracefully, as nearly the whole room lined up to get a word in with the decorated Noxian Warlord. You took your place by her side like a glittering ornament, dressed in fine red and gold silks that whispered against your skin.
Your hands fidgeted nervously, not one for large crowds. The only thing in your grasp is a champagne flute you sipped mindlessly to ease your anxiety and boredom. You didn’t care for Piltovers' fancy parties or moronic aristocrats. You only wanted the attention of the woman beside you. She, however, had her attention directed to someone of apparent importance. You tuned in briefly, attempting to understand what they were discussing, but gave up rather quickly. You sighed softly as you finished yet another flute carelessly, before you could even think, a servant took your empty glass and handed you a new one.
You realized quite suddenly that you were drunk. You hadn't meant to be; you were sipping simply to pass the time. A distraction from the ache in your feet and the pang of bitterness in your chest as Ambessa disregarded your presence.
Her words from earlier lingered in your mind, "You will stand by my side and behave." The finality in her tone left no room for arguments. You weren't one to disobey, but four glasses of champagne later, you were yearning to get her attention. You sighed as your gaze flitted around the room, the opulent ballroom littered with aristocrats dressed to the nines in their finest gowns and suits. You rolled your eyes.
Your lips pursed in a tight pout as Ambessa’s loud laughter boomed through the hall. Pulling your gaze back to her like a magnet. You wished you were the one coaxing the lovely laugh from her lovely mouth. Your eyes narrowed to the whites of her teeth and the curve of her painted red lip as she brought the flute up to her mouth and sipped, smudging her lipstick on the crystal. In that moment, you were envious of the glass, wishing instead that she was taking a sip from you and staining your skin red. You breathed shakily through your mouth as heat crept up your neck and ears. You physically attempted to shake the image out of your head and downed the fifth champagne flute of the forever evening.
Minutes dragged along as the alcohol settled into your body. Endless hordes of people lined up to introduce themselves to Ambessa, as they took advantage of the opportunity to try to impress her. It was pathetic to watch, really. Although you guessed you weren’t that much different from them. Trapped in the eternal orbit that is Ambessa Medarda, rivaling the sun.
The next group that stepped up to spew praise at Ambessa included two women dressed in decadent gowns. They were both dark-haired and bore coy smiles, sisters. The sister standing closest to you lazily dragged her eyes over the shape of you. She smirked and extended her hand before introducing herself to you, the first to do so this evening. You opened your mouth once like a fish before rushing out your name and allowing her to take your hand. You could feel Ambessa’s heady gaze flicker over to you for the first time all evening. A rotten thought entered your mind. I will make her look.
The woman, you now know, is named Iris. She is some beautiful Piltovian socialite with ostensibly “important” parents. You couldn’t care less. You quickly became aware that every member of the Piltovian society thought that they were the most important person. She talked mainly about herself, revealing that she is an artist and paints portraits. Something clicked in your spoiled mind. You turned your full charm on, smiling at her with all your teeth, giggling demurely at her stupid jokes, and nodding your pretty head up and down in agreement. Iris preened under your ministrations. You felt Ambessa's gaze flicker to you occasionally, but you ignored her.
You sighed wistfully, “I have always wanted a portrait of my own done”, blinking thoughtfully at her. She gushed with her honor in being trusted with the task. “They take a long time, though, don’t they?”, You smiled innocently,“It would be a great way to get to know each other better,” you said facetiously. You saw out of the corner of your eye Ambessas' head fully turn to look at you for the first time during the entire evening. You smiled to yourself victoriously as the young woman in front of you tripped over her words under Ambessa’s sudden, intimidating presence.
Ambessa cut her rambling off. “That will not be necessary,” she said definitively. Jaw clenched tightly as her steely gaze raked over both of you.
You had still not turned to acknowledge her looming form. Your shoulders shrugged dismissively, “Lighten up, Bessa,” you cooed. “I think it would be fun,” you smiled flirtatiously at Iris as she just stood there quietly looking between the two of you,trying to make herself smaller. Ambessa’s dark eyes narrowed at your blatant disobedience.
Ambessa nodded her head to the two sisters in departure, “You will have to excuse us,” she stated plainly. She took your wrist in a tight grip and nearly dragged you through the ballroom towards the threshold. Chandeliers glittered and swung above you, the alcohol blurring your perception.
As you exited the ballroom, she took you to an empty corner in the hall. Her large form dimmed the voices and music as she loomed over you. You took her in fully now, silver braids pulled up and out of her beautiful face, jagged scar stretched taut along her clenching jaw, brows furrowed into a scowl. You wanted to reach out and smooth the skin there as you have done so tenderly before. The way her lips formed sweetly over the harsh words that fell on your deaf ears, some lecture about the importance of image. You just saw her.
She took in your flushed face, wide eyes, and open mouth.
“Are you drunk?” she asked incredulously.
Before you could save yourself, you burst into a fit of giggles and gasped out, “Bessa your face!!”, another fit, “You should have seen your face.”
The general was indeed not laughing. She grabbed your face with a harsh grip. “ I am in no mood for your games, brat,” she spat coolly. You put your hands up to her firm chest to stop you from crashing into her.
“I am not a brat,” you whined helplessly, lips forming in a half pout in her rough grasp.
“No? Then name the reason for your insolence, child”. She uttered through clenched teeth.
“You ignored me the whole evening,” you fussed, “It was like I was invisible.”
She laughed cruelly in your face. You sighed happily at the sound of her laughter being directed at you, finally. She released your face, hand traveling to the nape of your neck before grabbing a handful of your hair and tugging hard. You let out a pained yelp, nails digging into her thickly woven tunic as your face was brought even closer to hers. You swelled under her undivided attention.
“You think you are terribly clever, girl,” she whispered dangerously in your face. “You have my attention now. “ You looked up at her with stars in your eyes.
should I do a part two of reader getting punished mwahahah, lmk if you wanna be tagged!
cis men and minors dni!! you will be blocked okay bye
speaking of sleeping;
in my head ambessa sleeps fully naked,, i feel like she’s just constantly naked in general if she is lounging in her chambers. when she’s not naked she’s in a silk robe
sevika sleeps in old boxers and nothing on top😌she likes to be comfy
abby falls asleep in her full clothes honestly often,, she’s used to sleeping like this when on patrols but when she has the luxury of not just passing out she’ll sleep in comfy boxers and a tank top
thank you for coming to my ted talk
i get to sleep next to my butch every night,,, i am the luckiest girl in the whole world <33
