Synopsis: You start messaging your professor Sevika trying to get close to her, but it's not as easy as it seems.
Tags: Sevika x female reader. Sevika x femme reader. Sevika x you.
Warnings: Misunderstandings, touch of sensitive topics, eventually sexting and smut. +18. MDNI.
Dividers owned by: @thecutestgrotto
← Chapter 9
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Sevika cleared her throat and glared at her friend. After a long week of work, she couldn't say no to the person that was for her from the very very beginning. So declining to meet her today, was definitely not an option. Sevika slid her fingers through a particularly polished shirt.
“I’m dating someone” Grayson blinked and stopped scrolling on her phone.
“Seriously?” she practically smiled. “Who is he” Sevika's neck felt red hot.
“Is… Is a she.” Grayson grinned awfully loud, gaining some looks. “I mean, she’s a woman” her friend smirked.
“God, Sevika. Seriously, you were hiding from me that you liked women? You fucking gay bitch” Grayson denied, with a big smile on her face. “You know I'm not going to say anything, but does she… Treats you well?” Sevika almost snorted. She bit her lower lip.
“I think you should be asking that to her, Grayson.” She then passed a hand by her own face. “She’s very much younger than me and all I can think is about sleeping with her, fuck her. Kissing her beautiful lips, and like literally… Wanted to ask you” Sevika glared at her friend. “You’ve been with women before; you’ve dated them before I… Should I take her on… On vacation?…” Sevika swallowed. “We have done some stuff, but we never went till the end, and I'm confused as to what she would like to do for that… Moment” Grayson smiled.
God.
Her friend finally was letting herself have fun, for the fucking very first time. She was so so tight. No parties, no men, or women, or fucking anything. So, seeing her keen over some young girl, was really really new for her own self. She glared at Sevika looking through clothing, like it was the most important mission right now. Yeah, she was fucking letting herself go.
“I mean, who would say no to going on vacation and having sex all the fucking day?” she laughed when Sevika pushed her. “Just do what you feel is right, Sevika. And just, be careful. If she's young, if you hurt her…” She sighed. “She's gonna hate you all your life. So be careful and… Honest.” She patted her shoulder. “That's all the advice I can give to you.” Sevika sighed long and exhausted, following Grayson for the next adventure.
Later that night, Sevika sat down on a chair in a very fancy restaurant. She was drunk as hell as well as Grayson, who was drinking wine and eating what she had in front. And Sevika? She was trying not to fall from the fucking chair.
She hovered her fingers over the phone. She read your text messages. ‘Rest’ ‘have a good night’ ‘you must be tired’. Her fingers wanted to do something. Fuck. She loved how you always tried to care for her, even at the smallest things. Sevika's eyes glanced around.
There you were, looking beautiful in a very small dress. And it was so so tight. You were all smiles and dancing around. The color was a deep ruby red, and your ass was slightly showing.
Then you were at another table, getting pounded from behind. She saw your pussy and how it closed and opened at the movements. Her mouth got dry.
Then there you were again, between her legs, kneeling. Spread on the floor, giving her back to her, the dress lifted above your back, and she had a very good look of your pussy, your anus. She licked her lower lip, seeing you drip. Yeah, she was definitely drunk.
She took a very good look at that and typed on her phone just seconds after.
At your place, you were watching tv.
You sighed.
Tonight was the moment for cartoons. You had nothing to do, the night was fresh and no one was bothering you. You looked at your phone.
Nothing.
She didn't message you all day. No fucking sound came from your device at any hour. You glared at the tv, bored again. Right. Just when you were falling so hard for her-
Someone knocked and you raised an eyebrow, opening your door long seconds later.
“Yes?” He glared at the paper.
“I have a delivery, miss. Please sign here so they know you received it” you blinked several times, seeing your name in the paper he just passed to you.
“This must be a mistake, I didn't buy anything” he handed you a big box and took the paper.
“Ma’am is this your address and your name?” you nodded softly, when the box almost slid from your fingers. “So then it is yours, ma’am. Have a good night.” Then he left. You glared at the enormous box in your hands and entered, closing behind you.
“I really don't remember buying anything” you sighed and put the box on the table. You glared at it for a long minute, “What if someone is trying to poison me?” you fake trembled with a dumb smile. Nope. You weren't going to open bullshit just… No, but like, what was that…
Your fingers worked in seconds, and your heart almost dropped. A big bouquet of flowers. Flowers. They were very red, big and beautiful. You smiled, jumping and giggling.
I was really watching, actually, am still watching some marvel, going on my phone and writing because for some reason I can't do or concentrate in only one thing. Ajaajj, whatever. Still good that I could write for this story that I love. Thank you so much really for the comments and everything related, I really really appreciate them loves.
Im also going really slow with the smut because fuck, ive read some good stuff in here and really id love writing something like that, but it takes time for me because even if i love smut, is definitely not easy to write. So, give me timmmeeee, thanks for reading till here.
Synopsis: You start messaging your professor Sevika trying to get close to her, but it's not as easy as it seems.
Tags: Sevika x female reader. Sevika x femme reader. Sevika x you.
Warnings: Misunderstandings, touch of sensitive topics, eventually sexting and smut. +18. MDNI.
Dividers owned by: @thecutestgrotto
← Chapter 8
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Professor Sevika
Open your legs
You glared at your professor. She was typing something on her computer, while the class was doing a review for an upcoming test. You swallowed, glaring at your phone. Maybe… Was a mistake?
You
Professor, I…
You thought about it.
You
Was that a misspell?
Professor Sevika
Open your legs
Please baby
You watched her from your seat. She was typing and her face showed nothing. As stoic and apathetic as ever. But you weren't being fooled, because she glared at you once. Only a bit of those grey eyes in yours and you saw it.
Your best friend by your side was putting all the effort in responding the questionnaire and you couldn't tell her for the rest of your life, how your professor was asking you to open your legs. Your fingers hovered over the screen, seeing that the dots weren't moving at all. So after a minute of making “sure” everyone was on their thing, you uncrossed your legs softly.
God, you thought about it and just a second later, you moved your hips to the end of the seat and opened yourself to her. She kept typing for a long minute more, and her eyes lifted when you messaged her. Following her request.
You
Do you like it?
Professor Sevika
Yes
After class, your friend was silent. The first time she wasn't talking about everything and anything all at once.
“Babes, is it her?” you slid your bag on your shoulder.
“What? What do you mean” you snorted looking everywhere. “Are we talking in code?” your best friend pointed at your professor with her chin.
“Your girlfriend” you glared at your friend. Oh god, she knew. You looked at your friend and cleared your throat. Of course you couldn't hide anything to the person, that literally was almost the glue of your life.
“I… Yes” you blinked softly. “Are you mad?” she sighed quietly and denied.
“Should have told me sooner, you dumb kid” She hugged you.
“Sorry, I… I wasn't sure” your best friend huffed, squeezing your cheeks.
“Call me later, I need you to tell me everything.” You nodded and sighed when she exited the classroom. Everyone has left already.
“Something's wrong?” Soft and thick fingers slid by your wrists. You licked your lower lip glaring at your professor. She was looking impeccable. Black suit, hair glued like a goddess and she smelled like those pines you wanted to melt yourself in.
“My best friend… Probably knows I showed my panties to you” she cleared her throat with a grin, but you pouted because she was making fun of you.
“And what about it, she probably is okay with it” you almost rolled your eyes, when she brought you by your waist.
“I…” You looked at her very grey eyes. How could she look so good all the time? “Aren’t you gonna ask me to be your girl?” You swallowed “I mean, we have done… Things… And-” her phone rang softly and you blinked lightly when she took the call.
“Yeah? What's wrong” She kept talking for a long minute and you could only hear the worry in her voice. She then ended the call and you knew this was a topic that you weren't going to touch easily again. Sevika looked at you.
“I have a meeting,” you nodded faintly.
“I understand” she looked at you for long seconds and pressed her lips kindly on yours.
“Call you later?” you nodded looking at her lips.
“Yeah” you pecked her lips several times and she left just seconds later. You sighed sitting on her desk.
Lovesss, seriously I know it has been a long time a really long time, but ive been really busy and well, i have had long writing blocks but here is a little bit. Thank you so much babes if youre still reading, if you want to be removed or added to the list just tell me am gonna do it in seconds, because i know it has been long and stuff. Je.
Also i hope i can give it a finish soon because it has been one of my favorites stories and I dont want to let it gooo.
Synopsis: You start messaging your professor Sevika trying to get close to her, but it's not as easy as it seems.
Tags: Sevika x female reader. Sevika x femme reader. Sevika x you.
Warnings: Missunderstandings, touch of sensitive topics, eventually sexting and smut. +18. MDNI.
Dividers owned by: @thecutestgrotto
← Chapter 7
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After her message, you were definitely not going crazy.
“I'm not going crazy” your professor was coming over and you were highly nervous.
You giggled, hiding your face in your hands and glared at yourself in the mirror a second after.
Your lips were slightly swollen. Your skin was boiling and there was no clothing in sight. You were still very much naked.
Your lips parted when she came to your mind, once again. Why did this feel like what would happen, was the most awaited moment in your life?
Was it?
You:
She’s coming
Your best friend replied in a second.
My other half
Who
You swallowed. Could you say your professor?
You:
My girlfriend
My other half
Oh god, so you are dating someone? I knew it!!!
Why am I also knowing just now???
You bit your lip grinning but stopped your fingers, when the bell rang quietly.
You:
Wish me luck
My other half
Of fucking course
Break the bed!!!!
You smiled at her message, and after putting on a robe, your trembling fingers slid by the railing. After some seconds, you swallowed again, glaring at your cellphone.
Professor Sevika
Open
It was the only thing she said, landing just a minute ago. You opened and showed her a soft smile.
“Professor”
She entered and brought you by the waist, pressing her lips on yours. You hugged her neck and she slid the rob out of you. She pushed you on the wall and you gasped, when she barely parted. She slid her gaze by you.
“You keep calling me professor”
Your fingers slid by the wall behind.
“That’s how I call you, how we talk”
You saw what could have been a smile. She rested her face on one of your naked shoulders with a sigh.
“I told you to call me… Sevika, or Sev.” She then brought her hands to your face, cupping your hot cheeks. “Or Vika, if you may” you bit your lip almost grinning, but cleared your throat when she gave you a plain look.
“Sorry, professor” she snorted softly and denied, sliding a thumb by your skin.
You glared at her with hazy and in love eyes. Why were you feeling so gone already?
“I’m not innocent, what…” You took a heavy breath of air, and her lips twitched like she found you amusing. “Why are you taking the time of your life?” she hummed, putting finally her heavy hand on your waist.
“Well, I’m the opposite” she slid her thumb by your skin. “I haven't really…” She seemed that day to be in a really comical mood, and you really wanted to roll your eyes and smile with her. “What do I suppose to say, fuck women?” your fingers squeezed her sleeves when she hugged your waist.
“I can guide you” her lips thinned, like a happy and joyful woman.
“Good. Guide me to your room” you huffed grinning and took her hand. She followed behind. Her eyes got glued on the way your legs ascended and your ass parted. “Good ass” you swallowed.
“God, stop. I’m gonna get nervous.” You guided her inside your room and she locked the door behind her. She leaned in it, looking hot, relaxed and very very composed.
“Come” you stopped in the middle of the bedroom, when you heard her soft voice. With slow steps, she brought you by the waist, pressing her lips on yours. You let her tongue enter your mouth, making your back arch by how heavy she was.
She slid her finger by your anus and your swallowed separating, even when it was hard even to step back.
Her lips really tasted like sweets to you.
“You know that the specific part would hurt like shit, right?” She smiled and bit her lower lip, circling your entrance with her middle finger.
“Who says I’m fucking you from behind” you huffed but really, you wished it wouldn’t hurt that much, for her to do it. That night and… Forever.
“Of course not, I know that you’re not.” She then lifted you and laid you on the bed a second later.
“What should I take off first”
“Pants” she snorted at your words and after throwing her belt aside, her pants were gone. Her fingers raised her shirt and it was also gone, in the blink of an eye. You swallowed looking at all her muscles. Her arms flexed slowly and you bit your lip.
Fuck.
You glared at her boobs. She was not wearing something below her shirt, so her nipples were erect and very… Massively out. You removed on the covers, intimidated by her size. She got out of her boxers and slid you to the end of the bed, pressing her body on top of yours.
You gasped on her neck, when one of her fingers entered in you.
“Oh god” Her nose slid by your cheek, and she started thrusting then inside your skin. Gently. Her wet tongue pressed on your throat and she started grinding on you, at the pace of her finger. You whimpered loudly on her hair.
You received her lips, like an easy woman wanting to be fucked, when she got enough of sucking your skin.
You poured into the kiss all feelings you have had for her. From when you saw her for the first time, to now… That you have her. You let her suck your tongue, letting it roll slowly with yours. You felt how her finger stopped and you trembled severely like a wet leaf. Oh god.
Did you just…
Ejaculate?
You stayed kissing her lips and your hips, without noticing, kept moving at her finger motion. She grinned on your lips and parted.
“Does it normally work this fast?” You glared at her breathless, from the finger that was still resting heavy and long inside you. You tried to get what she was saying, but your mind was completely clouded.
“It can take hours” her lips twitched, but her mouth came back to yours, giving you reassurance. Her lips stayed on yours and you followed her lead, that was melting your mind. She parted apart and pressed a soft and elongated kiss on your forehead, your sweaty cheeks and your warm and hot throat.
“You did perfect.” She looked at you. “You want to keep going?” You nodded, quietly. Your professor hummed with an almost smile, and nodded as well. “Perfect.” She came back to your neck. Her tongue pressed on your skin and you bit your lip. God, you were dreaming.
Totally deep and gone into a dream.
Because she was here, taking care of you. Pleasing you. Something you didn't think it could ever… Happen.
She took your right breast inside her mouth and you squirmed, at the unbelievable feeling of her mouthwatering saliva.
“Professor” she nodded, sliding the tip of her tongue by the middle of your nipple. You gulped, your throat dry. “Can you stop?” She halted and glared at you with concern.
“Is everything okay?” You could only stare at her very grey eyes. Her lipstick was out of place, her lips were splendidly swollen and her eyes were now worried.
“I… Can you lay down?” Her eyebrows narrowed. “Please.” She smiled faintly at the tone of your voice and following your order, laid beside you with a heavy exhale. Moving as your legs let you, you placed yourself on top of her lap.
You locked your eyes with hers and started grinding on her folds. She gasped like her breathing went out of her lungs, and squeezed your waist with force.
You stared down at her and slid your hand on her stomach, letting your ass rub on her very swollen clit.
Your professor was holding eye contact, while you were moving. Her hands were hurting you, but guiding your movements. You loved it and totally didn't care. If she liked it rough, you were gonna give it to her. Just as she… Wanted.
“You make me want to get knocked up” her eyes opened slightly, surprised, but her hands squeezed you harder. “I wish you could come inside me, you would be so warm, I know” her grey eyes were on yours. She swallowed, not knowing how to reply to your words.
Softly, you took one of her nipples into your mouth. Her breath hitched and her lips parted.
“Shit.”
She slid her hand inside your hair and brought your face closer.
“You’re being serious” you kept grinding on her very hot and flawless folds. She was wet.
“I think I’m deeply into you, Sevika” her eyes fluttered softly. “So deep I don’t want to get out of it, ever”.
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Synopsis: You start messaging your professor Sevika trying to get close to her, but it's not as easy as it seems.
Tags: Sevika x female reader. Sevika x femme reader. Sevika x you.
Warnings: Missunderstandings, touch of sensitive topics, eventually sexting and smut. +18. MDNI.
Dividers owned by: @thecutestgrotto
← Chapter 6
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After the end of the class, you gave a quick bye hug to your best friend and started packing your things. Your professor was chatting with some of your classmates, so you sighed long and irritated. Because after what happened at your place, you woke up alone.
Alone.
She made sure to kiss your face, put her tongue inside you and even let her hands… Wander. You really thought she was gonna stay.
But even so, she didn't take the time to say goodbye in the morning.
You opened the classroom door and a soft hand brought you back, gently.
“Are you leaving?” you turned your face at her voice. You nodded softly. Her hand squeezed your wrist and you exhaled, glaring at her grey eyes. They were doing that beautiful beautiful fluttering, and her lips were gorgeous, sealed and shut.
She was saying nothing to you, but her thumb slid inside your palm.
You swallowed.
“Do you have more classes?” She nodded, quietly. “Right.” You said. But at her caressing your hand, you started to feel dazed. Did she want… Something? Her eyes slid to your lips, unintentionally, betraying her steady form. “So, you aren't free today?” She denied, taking a look into your eyes again.
“Text me when I finish my shift.” You wetted your lower lip, and nodded when she didn’t add another word. Was she waiting for something? But… For what?
So without really thinking, you pressed your lips on hers. She brought you by the waist, humming.
“Fuck.”
At night, you were lying on your bed. Especially that day, everything was harder and more demanding than ever, but you couldn't care less. Already knowing why.
Professor Sevika
Hey
You smiled. Of course she was coming back. She left your embrace that morning and came again, like nothing. You would let it pass… Just this time.
You snorted.
Yeah, right.
You:
Professor, it's literally ten
Professor Sevika
Sorry for leaving
You smiled faintly. Yeah, you were gone.
You:
You had class, I understand
Professor Sevika
I can go right now
Your lips parted. Fuck.
You:
You have our class tomorrow, rest
Professor Sevika
I don’t want to
You:
You had baggy eyes this morning, you must be tired
Professor Sevika
Let’s talk a little
You hid your face on your soft pillow, smiling.
You:
Okay, what do you want to talk about
Professor Sevika
You
You bit your lower lip.
You:
Me?
Professor Sevika
Yeah
Your fingers hovered over the screen.
You:
Sure, what do you want to know professor
Professor Sevika
Everything
You grinned.
You:
That’s a lot to know
But like you is one of the things I do
Hope you noticed
Professor Sevika
Of course I did
You know I don’t mind it
You huffed.
You:
What are you gonna tell the girl, that you kissed me because I said so?
Professor Sevika
She’s gonna be… Happy, certainly
Your eyes narrowed.
You:
Why would she be?
Professor Sevika
Because that girl is you.
Is you
Your phone slid off your hands. You hid your face on the pillow and screamed so fucking loud, that probably all the neighborhood heard the different tones of your voice. You smiled, fucking happy.
She liked you!
Wait… Did she say she liked you specifically?
Your phone kept buzzing, so you glared at the screen like a lover addict.
Professor Sevika
Only if… Does not make you uncomfortable
You:
You like me?
Professor Sevika
Yes
You giggled, feeling your cheeks hurt. A good hurt.
You:
I knew it
Professor Sevika
You entirely did not
You:
Yes I did
She didn't text for some long sixty seconds.
Professor Sevika
I liked kissing you
Your lips parted.
You:
Me too
Professor Sevika
Should I go?
You:
You need to rest
The dots popped out in a second.
Professor Sevika
Fine. What were you doing
You:
Can you ask me that?
Professor Sevika
Yes
You bit your lip.
You:
I took a bath
Professor Sevika
What else
You removed below the covers. You maybe put a finger there, thinking about a grey eyed someone, but god. Were you gonna tell her? Fuck no.
You:
Wash my makeup off
Professor Sevika
That’s very necessary
I was thinking about you
Your skin got heated.
You:
You were?
Professor Sevika
Yes
You:
What were you thinking
Professor Sevika
The things you did… With others
You hummed, your fingers hovering on the screen.
You:
What do you mean
Professor Sevika
To be honest
That was not what...
Was... Worrying me
You glared at her message.
Wasn't she acting a little bit weird? You chewed your lip.
You:
Professor, I don't know if I understand
Professor Sevika
I’m thinking about you
You smiled, weirdly.
You:
Hot. I’m thinking about you too
You exhaled, with several thoughts in your head. Just running around.
She was… Reserved.
You met her for the first time when she walked by other students, getting them stressed only by her presence.
The second time, was when without her noticing, you saw her entering the teacher’s lounge. That day she never looked more powerful, massive and captivating in your eyes.
She totally took your breath away.
And her personal life? No one knew about it. Barely her professional one, and was only because that’s what she allowed.
You:
Professor
Are you horny?
Her reply didn't pop out for three three minutes, and you, definitely, were feeling… Unusual.
Professor Sevika
Stop with the professor
One of your eyebrows raised.
Professor Sevika
Sevika is okay, Sev if it's better for you.
Or vika
You hummed.
You:
Sorry, I…
Are you mad at me?
Professor Sevika
I’m not mad at you
I want to sleep with you
You gasped.
“Oh god”
Professor Sevika
I’m sorry… If i’m being unorthodox
You laughed, your fingers trembling while typing.
You:
Fuck, professor. Who says that after telling me they want to fuck me
Professor Sevika
Fuck you?
You:
Yeah. That's what you want, right?
Her response took an interesting long minute.
Professor Sevika
Yes
You hid your face on the pillow. Fuck. Oh fuck.
Professor Sevika
When can we do it?
You:
Do what
Professor Sevika
I’m not sure what you like, we could go on vacation
You grinned, super loud.
You:
To fuck?
Professor Sevika
So I can make love to you
You giggled.
“She’s so weird! Oh god” You cleared your throat like she was your first love and typed.
You:
Look, professor, we are literally in the middle of the semester. How can we go on vacation at this moment? You’re probably busy
Professor Sevika
I can make time
You huffed feeling happy and satisfied.
You:
Weren't you saying you were babysitting me? That’s totally it
Her text landed, when your phone screen went black.
Professor Sevika
I’m sorry, I know I was rude to you in class. I was…
In a rough mood that day specifically
You:
You gonna treat me like that everytime we fight?
Professor Sevika
What can I do for you to forgive me?
You smiled. God, why were you two acting like a couple already?
“Lesbians.”
You:
I’m also sorry
You exhaled, hard and solid.
You:
Let’s try again
Only… If you want
Professor Sevika
Of course I want.
You two stayed silent. No texting, calls or else. And you really, god. You were feeling perfect.
Professor Sevika
What's on your mind
You:
You
Professor Sevika
What else
You:
Do you by any means, like choking?
Professor Sevika
Choke?
Choke what?
You:
Girl's throats
The dots popped out in a second.
Professor Sevika
That sounds dangerous
You burst out fucking laughing.
You:
Oh god, you're so bad
Professor Sevika
At what
You:
Sexting?
Your phone stayed silent, but it buzzed loudly when she replied.
Professor Sevika
You want to do that?
You:
You cannot handle me
Professor Sevika
I can
I totally do
You bit your lip.
You:
Every time I see you, I painfully have to clench my legs
The dots didn't pop out in five minutes. Your brows narrowed.
You:
Professor?
Professor Sevika
Why would you do that
You:
Because…
You exhaled thinking. Was it not already obvious for you and everyone else?
You:
You seem like you’re amazing at sex. Like you would take care of me and clean me after, delicately
Professor Sevika
Clean you?
After what?
You:
After making a good mess of me
Of my pussy
Professor Sevika
I’m gonna call you
You laughed quietly.
You:
No, you’re tired
Professor Sevika
I´m not tired, I want to talk with you. Let me
You:
Your punishment tonight is to not call me… Ummm
Let's just do some…
Sexting
Professor Sevika
I’m too old for that
You:
You said you could handle me…
Want a photo of my boobs?
You grinned.
Shame? Not on your watch. Or… With her.
Professor Sevika
Better of your mouth
You raised an eyebrow.
You:
What?
Professor Sevika
You said if I wanted something
You blinked softly.
You:
I did
Professor Sevika
Your mouth
I like it
It’s beautiful
You giggled. What the hell was she thinking?
Professor Sevika
Send me a video
You:
A video?
Professor Sevika
Yeah
You:
You want me to lick my boobs?
Professor Sevika
I want you to suck on your fingers
You’re going to send it to me after
Please
You felt your neck hot and following her demands, your trembling fingers opened your front camera.
“God, what I’m doing” so after finding the best position where your boobs were on sigh, almost poking out of your shirt, you slid a finger by your folds, and sucked it, moving your face back and forth.
You send the video after a minute.
You:
For you
She took two minutes to reply.
Professor Sevika
You have pretty lips
You:
Did you like it?
Professor Sevika
Yes
You huffed. Of course, she was so polite.
You chewed your thumb. Could you also ask for something?
You:
Professor, you’re not telling me anything and I am getting… Shy
Professor Sevika
You’re perfect
You:
Am I?
Professor Sevika
Yeah
You smiled.
You:
What about my pussy?
You cleared your throat.
Was it too much?
Professor Sevika
What with it
You:
Is yours?
Professor Sevika
Yeah
Totally
You wetted your lower lip.
You:
Do you want to see it?
Professor Sevika
When I have the time to mess it up
You hid your face on your palms.
“Oh god” Of course she was good, she was good at everything. She was gonna top your shit from the beginning till the amazing and hot end.
Professor Sevika
C’mon, don’t leave
You grinned.
You:
I would never
Professor Sevika
Now I want that photography
You:
Of my boobs?
Professor Sevika
Yeah
You licked your lower lip, and freed each breast softly, angling the camera. You send one. The one with less lighting and in your most personal and intimate pose.
Professor Sevika
Take your shirt off
You swallowed.
You:
What do I get
Professor Sevika
Let me see your boobs first
Please
You almost melted. She really was asking in a soft tone.
You took your shirt off, and also your shorts. And after thinking about it, you also throw your panties to whatever place they landed. Swallowing, knowing this was super risky, you sent her your nudes.
You:
For you
Professor Sevika
God
Baby
I’m arriving in half an hour.
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Chapter 8 →
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𝘈/𝘯: Sorry loves for the delayyy, I was at my besties on Friday and even if she borrowed me her pc, I take always my time to edit and stufff, omg.
We watched Legally Blonde and when it came that scene at the library of the lawyers lesbians, I was like, fuck. I love women.
A fun fact about this, is that is based in my fuck ass love life. Just a little. Of course, is definitely and totally distorsionated, but was when I had a thing? With my french professor at the time. She was mean as hell to everyone but made me those cute eyes at me and I was like, I need to eat that.
Alsoooo, totally happy international Women's day to you all loves. We are perfect, amen.
Synopsis: You start messaging your professor Sevika trying to get close to her, but it's not as easy as it seems.
Tags: Sevika x female reader. Sevika x femme reader. Sevika x you.
Warnings: Missunderstandings, touch of sensitive topics, eventually sexting and smut. +18. MDNI.
Dividers owned by: @thecutestgrotto
← Chapter 5
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The next class you had with her, your best friend glared like she knew something.
“She's looking at you” you were writing and looking at your professor while explaining.
“What do you mean”
“She’s like, eye fucking you” you laughed at her words.
“You’re totally making that up” your best friend looked at you with narrowed eyes.
“Then you’re blind babes”.
Later that night, you smiled at your screen. You just got out of a long bath and you were soft, warm and very satisfied below the covers.
Professor Sevika
You’re texting even later this days
You:
You’re literally so so important, Miss Sevika. You don’t have time for me
Professor Sevika
I have time for you
You giggled.
You:
Sounds like you miss me
Professor Sevika
I do
You chewed your lip.
You:
That’s so mean, how are you gonna get the girl like that?
Professor Sevika
Who says I'm not getting her?
Your smile faded.
What? She was already… Talking with her?
Professor Sevika
Somethings wrong?
You:
Yeah, my heart
Professor Sevika
What?
You:
I’m joking
Professor Sevika
Do you want me to call you?
When you didn't text her back, her number popped up on your phone. You heard her soft voice.
“You went silent”
“I don't always have something to say,” she exhaled.
“You usually do.” You slid your fingers by the sheets.
“Do you like her like… A lot?”
“Yeah” you nodded, even if she didn't see you.
“I see”
“What's on your mind”
“I want a hug” she sighed on the line.
“It’s 1 am” you snorted.
“What does that have to do with anything? I still want a hug” your professor stayed silent. Like if what you said was her thing now, and the math in her head was under maintenance.
“Send me your address” your fingers halted.
“What? Why?”
“You said you wanted a hug” you wetted your lower lip.
“It's 1 am and you… You like someone” you heard her soft breathing.
“Just send it to me.” So with trembling fingers, you sent your address to her.
What was happening?
Half an hour later, you heard a car parking outside. Your heart started racing.
That couldn't be her.
Professor Sevika
I'm at the entry
With clumsy steps, you opened the door a minute after. You almost gasped. She was there. Your professor… Was in front of your door.
She had glasses on, some dark oversized formal pants, and a refined shirt that was open till the third button. You glared at her soft grey eyes, thrilled.
She looked impeccable and so so hot.
She was the most gorgeous woman you had ever seen in your life.
Your professor looked at you through her fancy glasses. Her lips twitched.
“You said you wanted a hug”
“You like someone” she glared at you. Her eyes doing that sexy and provocative fluttering.
“I’m here because you said you wanted a hug”. You cleared your throat and made space for her.
“Yeah… It must be cold outside.” When she entered, her fingers softly slid into the edge of your shorts, bringing you towards herself. You swallowed.
Her arms were so heavy and she smelled so so good. Your nose pressed on her neck when her hands brought you closer.
Your lips parted.
God.
“Is this okay?” You nodded.
“Yeah.” You two stayed for god knows how long, in the same spot. There was no light, outside was as dark as anyone could imagine and for sure, it was late. But you didn't care. Fuck. You totally didn't care. She was here just because you were… Needy. Only because of it. You nipped your lower lip.
She was heavy, her shirt was so soft and her hands were so good on your skin. She separated to look at you and you really wanted her to do something. Whatever. But her lips curved, like she was not being that serious.
You looked at her breathtaking grey eyes.
She seemed… Tired, but her hair was a little bit wet and she smelled like good deodorant.
“She’s gonna get jealous” she grinned, like if she was hearing absurdity.
“You don’t need to worry about that” Your gaze was on her face, yet again. Because god, you were so in love.
When her eyes stayed perpetually on yours, your mind bubbled.
You wetted your lower lip, feeling eager to do something. Her lips were dark, shaped like if they tasted like candy and fuck, you wanted them. So much. You swallowed when she just stared at you.
She seemed soft, but also… No one could deny how hot her existence was. So you tiptoed, looking at her mouth like a starved woman and pressed your lips on hers. You exhaled hard and laboriously.
Oh god.
Her arms twitched on you, hugging you closer, so you slid your hands into her hair.
Your professor opened her mouth slightly by surprise, so you put your tongue inside her, wetting it.
She nipped at your lower lip and you separated, because that was your limit. You glared at her.
She was blushing.
And you?
Misbehaved. Chest back and forth, nails sinking softly on her arms, and lips shamefully swollen.
“I… I just fucked it up between us, right?” She looked at you.
“You didn't" you denied.
“No, you don't even like me and I'm here… Kissing you.” And after some seconds of seeing you go crazy, she cupped your face. Her thumbs slid by your cheeks, like she knew what to do to make you feel special. And god, she did.
“You want us to do it again?” Your lips parted and you nodded softly.
She pressed her lips on yours and you moaned. She gently hugged your waist and you kissed her like you were hungry of her. And fuck, you totally were.
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Chapter 7 →
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𝘈/𝘯: Babes, after this, we getting to the real shi. Aaaaa, I cannot wait. Like give me that Sevika right now. She has me in love for real.
Alsoooo, if you want to you tagged, tell me, im gonna be sure of doing it in secondsss, but if by other part you don't think about still being tagged again, you can also tell me, I'm gonna understandd! (Hope you stay loves 👀)
Next chapter, is gonna be around the end of the week. Y'all loves really be exclusive because Ao3, our beloved, is falling all the time.
Synopsis: You start messaging your professor Sevika trying to get close to her, but it's not as easy as it seems.
Tags: Sevika x female reader. Sevika x femme reader. Sevika x you.
Warnings: Missunderstandings, touch of sensitive topics, eventually sexting and smut. +18. MDNI.
Dividers owned by: @thecutestgrotto
← Chapter 4
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You glared at the number above the classroom door. 402. That was where specifically history was taught. You were already hearing the chatter of your other classmates inside and you exhaled, because you were so agitated.
For the first time, you thought about skipping class. Her class.
You… Didn't want to face your professor. Ever again.
“First late arrival” you closed your eyes, and opened them when your professor got in front of you. “Enter, you’re late and I don't stand students that think they can waste my time” you looked at her grey eyes. Didn't she see the plea in yours?
“Miss, I…-”
“I'm wasting my time” You swallowed at her soft tone. “You’re gonna enter, sit, and I’m gonna stop babysitting you.” When she stood by the door, tall, demanding and beautiful, you gave up. You sat beside your friend seconds later.
That class, she didn't look at you once. Once.
“You have all been struggling this semester and all I hear is laughs and chattering.” She glared at everyone in the room. “I’m gonna fail each one of you that don't work hard enough. It's my time, but it's also your money”. The place stayed quiet and that was the summary of her class. Sharp eyes, sharp words and probably disappointment, that was not related to any student in specific.
You sat quietly when people started murmuring. How she was being bitter, mad or annoying again, and you really thought if maybe there was a possibility that… It was because of you.
For that reason, you tried to sneak out.
“May I have a word with you?” You cursed quietly, when your two steps didn't even reach out the door and your wonderful escape was cut out. You nodded softly.
When the class emptied, you heard her.
“Why did you hang up on me?” your lips parted. You stared at her grey eyes, defenceless.
“S… Sorry?” She exhaled, and after what appeared to be a lazy move to erase the board, she stopped. Her eyes were on yours again.
“You hung up on me”
“I was… was disrespecting to you”
“But I didn't tell you to hang up.” You looked at her with guilt.
“I’m sorry”. She sighed long and annoyed, finally erasing what she wrote on the board. She stayed silent for a minute and after that, sat on the desk with heaviness.
“Are you better now?” You slid your fingers along the strap of your bag.
“I don't know if I want to talk about it” Your professor breathed out at your response, and after glaring at you as if her life depended on it, she started packing her materials.
“I'm gonna text you.” And then she left. You stood in the middle of the classroom. Neck hot, confused and wanting to apologize, yet again.
Later that night, your phone buzzed softly.
You glared at the clock.
Twelve in the morning.
Professor Sevika
Do you feel better?
You glared at her message. Why did she have to be so… Soft with you? And you love it. God, you did.
You:
I do, thanks professor
Professor Sevika
Good.
That was all. No nothing came after that, so you typed.
You:
Sorry. I know that made you uncomfortable
Professor Sevika
It did not
You huffed.
You:
I’m sure it did
Professor Sevika
I'm telling you it did not
You bit your lower lip, a smile curving your lips. The fuck? Maybe she didn't care that much?
Your fingers hovered.
You:
Are we friends?
This was the first time you tried naming what you had... She was your professor after all, but you were texting, texting. And even if it was weird, it was a weird were you two were close to each other.
Professor Sevika
Do you want to?
You rolled your eyes trying to contain a laugh. She was so fucking oblivious! What fucking friends was she talking about?
You:
I don’t know, would that be… Okay with you?
Professor Sevika
Yes.
You giggled.
You:
Okay
Professor Sevika
Okay?
You chewed your lower lip. Now you were… Friends. What could you do now? Everything, probably.
You:
You’re a dry texter
Professor Sevika
I’m 41
You laughed.
You:
You keep mentioning your age
Professor Sevika
Because that's my age
You:
See, dry texter
You typed again, feeling your cheeks hurt of happiness.
You:
Can I ask a question?
Professor Sevika
That is something you like to do a lot
You rolled your eyes, but grinned either way.
You:
So, you don't have a husband, why? it does not add
Professor Sevika
And why does that worries you
You:
It does not worry me, I'm curious
She didn't answer at the second, and you totally got her by her short hair nape.
Professor Sevika
I don’t have a husband
You:
I know that, why is the question
She took long seconds again so you put your phone down, even if you didn't want to keep an eye away from her contact. Maybe… It was a hard topic for her?
Or maybe, oh god. Was she… Divorced?
Professor Sevika
I just don’t.
You:
That's a very boring answer.
You wanted to ask everything, so bad. And she was being so so close up. You chewed your lip.
You:
Do you like someone at least?
Professor Sevika
I do
Your mind went blank. You felt your fingers tremble.
Did… Did she like someone?
Professor Sevika
And you?
You:
Yeah, but she is oblivious
You glared at her words. Why the fuck did you say you wanted to be friends?
Professor Sevika
Who is it
You:
You don’t have to know
Professor Sevika
Then how does this friendship works? The basics are to share details with your close ones. Common knowledge
You huffed. Now she was messing with you.
You:
I want to hang up and we are not even on call
Professor Sevika
I’m gonna call you then
Your neck went hot. Hear her voice, at this hour? No.
You:
No, no. No need professor
Professor Sevika
Then tell me something to work with in here
You rolled your eyes.
You:
Can I ask then if this person is a guy?
Professor Sevika
It's not.
You bit your lip.
You:
But you’re straight.
Professor Sevika
You keep talking about all these terms, what does that involve
You snorted.
You:
That you like guys, I already told you.
Professor Sevika
Then I'm not
You gasped.
You:
You like a woman?
Professor Sevika
Yes
You smiled, feeling crushed.
You felt relieved, even... Even if it was not you.
Professor Sevika
You’re gonna tell me who you like now?
You:
I can’t.
Professor Sevika
Why, I already told you I like someone
You:
I can’t
Professor Sevika
Tell me who you like.
You:
No
Professor Sevika
We are friends
You giggled.
You:
You literally don't need to know.
You two stayed without sending anything, for a long and warm minute.
Professor Sevika
You are fooling me around.
You:
Is kind of funny doing it
She sent a sarcastic “haha” and the dots came once again.
Professor Sevika
Can I also ask something?
You raised an eyebrow.
You:
I, yeah. Sure
Professor Sevika
What is it like to be with a woman
Your lips parted.
You:
What do you mean. Sexually, or like, emotionally
Professor Sevika
Both
Your fingers hovered over the screen.
You:
I love it. It can hurt so much, but even like that you can’t stop yourself
Professor Sevika
I’m not sure if that makes sense.
You smiled at her words. Of course she always wanted to theorize everything. You cleared your throat loud and noisy, ignoring her text.
You:
And for the sex. It's… Super fun? God, makes me want to do it all the time and… Everywhere
Professor Sevika
Do you have fun?
You huffed.
You:
You need to get better at messaging. I would think you are asking me if I'm having sex
Professor Sevika
Are you?
Your heart almost stopped. Your skin got hot at the second.
You:
No, you already knew days ago
Her text came a minute after.
Professor Sevika
Why, you seem friendly
You gasped, like you were so fucking surprised, but your lips were twiching.
You:
Is that slut shaming?
Professor Sevika
I don’t know what that means
You:
That you think I fuck with every person I meet
Professor Sevika
I didn't say that.
you laughed on your pillow.
You:
You did
Professor Sevika
I’m sorry
You chewed your lower lip.
You:
Are you sleeping with someone?
Professor Sevika
No
You exhaled with a smirk. God, you were talking to a snack and couldn't have it.
You:
Why, when you're this unfriendly
Her message came in a second.
Professor Sevika
Now I should give you a bad grade for that.
Your smile was probably heard till the other side of the world.
You:
It does not worry me at this time of the semester
You took a look at the clock. you literally were feeling so so good, your skin tingled, your mind was empty. Only her on it.
You:
It’s late
Professor Sevika
You don't have my class tomorrow
You laughed softly.
You:
But I have several classes, you probably do too
Professor Sevika
You go to bed late
You:
You want to keep talking?
Professor Sevika
Yes
you hid your smile on your pillow.
You:
Fine.
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Chapter 6 →
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𝘈/𝘯: You loves are gonna be receiving another chapter (kind of short ji), if its not now, prob tomorrow because fuck scammers, oh lorddd.
And fuck the orange guy too, do you never forget it.
I'm also writing and reading this too and I'm like babes, when y'all gonna bumb pursessss?! So we are entering soooon to the real stuff, this has been kind of the start and aaaaa, goddd. Soon babes, soon.
Hey lovesss!! This is a quick note to say that I'm trying to back up my account, because another user reported me by mistake and I'm scared to get banned 😭. I already sent my report to Tumblr help center and already received an email from them telling me that they are reviewing my case.
I have all my work backed up already and I acted quickly, because the user informated me that when she was gonna report the account she was gonna actually report, she did it with mine instead and did it with several of her friends (because this other account probably is into something serious if its several people). So really, if I get banned, I just really want to say thank you because you guys really read what I wrote, and all your comments and everything made me really happy.
I'm equally working on the next chapter of Messaging professor Sevika and I'm gonna upload it if my account keeps working, because the report was kind of serious since it is related to Pishing and Financial Scam, which I don't know anything about or do. I only came here to write and read and I'm not gonna lie, have fun interacting with different kind of art, either be writting, or art or just people talking their mind.
I have several screenshots of everything talked about with the person that reported, so I'm gonna wait till Tumblr can resolve my case.
I'm working on creating another blog were im gonna yap about other stories i read and so on, so I'm just gonna wait to see what can Tumblr do to resolve my case.
Thank you!!! I'm still gonna keep uploading ❤️❤️
Also, I want to add now that what happened was that I was gonna get scamed or related (thanks really for the user that commented about it being a scam ❤️ and it also is some of the most common scams in Tumblr, wow 😭), but so you know babies, never ever I will ask for something to you. If you read my stories, thats gonna make me super happy, but I'm never gonna reach out to ask for something. Never.
Synopsis: You start messaging your professor Sevika trying to get close to her, but it's not as easy as it seems.
Tags: Sevika x female reader. Sevika x femme reader. Sevika x you.
Warnings: Missunderstandings, touch of sensitive topics, eventually sexting and smut. +18. MDNI.
Dividers owned by: @thecutestgrotto
← Chapter 3
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Her next class, you tried everything. Everything. From concentrating on the topic she was explaining, to write or decorate the title you barely tried to make appealing.
It was a waste of time.
Her eyes swept by the room, calmly. They would bore in different students, and lastly, pose on you.
Heavily.
Your nails dug softly on your thighs, when she smiled at a joke a classmate said and her eyes landed on yours.
After that, she started detailing what would enter on the upcoming exam, and her posture eventually changed. Your best friend wrote her words like if they were a mantra but you, as always, were on another planet.
With her.
When everyone was long gone, you heard your professor's voice.
“I hope you have the questions ready” you nodded softly, looking at her from your seat.
“Yes, Miss Sevika.”
At night, you got under the covers. They were cottony, too heavy and sticking to your body. God, you were dripping in sweat so much.
Right.
Your upcoming period.
Your mood that day was over the top and your skin was awfully heated.
Professor Sevika
Certainly, you're taking your time
You glared at your phone. Your fingers hovered over her contact. It was your professor sliding on your dms. Yet again.
You:
Miss Sevika, good night
Like the past few days, it was so late. The moonlight was faintly hitting on the rug and sliding between the curtains.
You typed quietly.
You:
I don't know if I have something to ask, sorry for not being sincere with you
This time, her message took time to show up.
Professor Sevika
I see
You swallowed. God, but you wanted to talk to her. So much.
You:
Does… It bother you?
Professor Sevika
Bother me? Why
You:
I don't know
When no response came, you exhaled frustrated. You really, without a doubt, thought she was not going to reply. But she did. She always did.
Professor Sevika
It does not.
You huffed, putting your phone below your pillow.
You fucking craved her like a very delicious, suggestive and pure meal, and she was heterosexual. Straight!
What were you even doing?
Your cellphone buzzed and you ignored it.
Only for two minutes.
God, you were so weak.
Professor Sevika
Maybe we need to talk about something else tonight
You:
Do we?
Professor Sevika
Something is happening to you
You:
It’s not
You closed your eyes for a split second. God, you really needed to calm down.
You:
I’m sorry. I'm… Sorry, I'm on my period
Professor Sevika
You don't need to apologize for it.
You sighed with sorrow, looking at her profile like a woman starving for love. She was so into your contacts, so into your life and she didn't even know it.
You:
Maybe we shouldn't talk this time
Professor Sevika
Why?
You don’t want to?
You:
Is it just… My skin feels like I’m boiling and my mood is… I really don’t want to say something weird to you
Professor Sevika
What do you mean
You exhaled. Long and agitated.
You:
I’m really sorry.
You put your phone down and hid your face on your arm.
A moan left your lips.
You thought about her hands. They were big. Like fucking huge. When she holded a pen and moved it on her fingers without noticing. Or when she typed mindlessly.
Would she be into putting them on your neck and thrusting?
Your phone buzzed and you didn't help yourself even a little.
Professor Sevika
Do you need me to call you?
You gasped.
You:
Call me?
Professor Sevika
Yes.
Oh god.
Are you worried?
Professor Sevika
I am.
You:
Don't be
Professor Sevika
You said your skin was boiling, what kind of statement is that?
You smiled softly.
You:
If I tell you, you would fall from your chair
Professor Sevika
I'm not currently sitting on a chair
Your lips twitched. You bit your lower lip.
You:
See? For that reason
Professor Sevika
Then explain to me. I want to comprehend
Your fingers hovered over the screen. You have been talking. Would she really care if you said what was on your mind?
You:
I'm horny. Like, painfully
Your phone stayed silent and you locked it. Why did you tell her?
Oh god. What did you just tell her.
“She’s gonna get me out of her class” And out her fucking phone. You started overreacting and your cellphone vibrated.
Professor Sevika
Very normal in the period phase
You huffed.
Period phase?
Professor Sevika
What more are you feeling
You chewed your lip.
You:
It's gonna be weird if I tell you. You’re gonna laugh
Professor Sevika
I'm not going to, tell me
You stared at the hour. 1 a.m.
You:
I want to fornicate like, raw
The three dots emerged.
Professor Sevika
You could use different ways for release, you can also discuss with your partner about it
You:
I don’t have a partner… I’m actually, not dating anyone
Your phone screen locked, and you were asking yourself why that night, she was responding so slow.
Professor Sevika
You don't have a boyfriend?
You:
Miss, I like girls
Your phone hummed.
Professor Sevika
What does that involve
You:
That I want a woman.
Her message didn't pop out and you glared at your ceiling with a sigh.
Your phone rang. And with trembling fingers, you glare at it.
Miss Sevika. She was calling you.
Calling you.
“You're going crazy” you licked your lower lip when you heard her. “Did I say something wrong?” you denied.
“No, of course not."
“So, are you going crazy?” Your lips parted.
“Yeah, madly”
“Why”
“You keep asking me that”
“Because I want to understand” you removed below the covers.
“You don't have to. You don't even get what I am.” She exhaled.
“You like girls, I get that.” Your professor stayed silent, only for a second. “Be vocal, I want to hear you”.
You glared at the loose curtains. Why was she being so insistent?
“Be vocal?” she breathed out.
“Yeah, about what's making you lose your mind” your fingers then slid by on the sheets.
“I want to be sex up”
“You already told me that.”
“Then what… What more should I tell you, Miss?”
“The why my student is being like this”
“Stop…” You pressed your cheek on the pillow. “Stop calling me that”
“Why? You… Don’t like it?”
“I'm literally telling you I'm horny, how can you… How can you just throw that word away like nothing?” she laughed.
“You're mad, undoubtedly"
“I'm gonna hang up” she exhaled.
“Sorry, I understand you're on your cycle.” You snorted at her words. Your flushed skin really was not helping at this time either.
“Is it late. Is it okay if you stay this late with me?”
“Yeah. Talk to me, I want to hear you” you glared at the ceiling.
“Talk to you?”
“About what you are feeling”.
“I just… Just told you, professor”
“Yeah, but it does not serve me, you know that”
“Maybe… I want something inside me.” Her voice vibrated.
“What would you want” Your fingers slid by the eyes by the covers.
“Fingers, maybe… Two” she stayed silent.
“Outrageous.”
“Outrageous?” Your eyes narrowed, even if you were far from hating her. “You were the one asking. I'm just… Are my needs outrageous for a straight woman?” you heard her soft breathing.
“Straight?” You huffed on the pillow. Totally out of your mind.
“Yes, I want to enjoy a woman that can make love to me, I’m not sure if that's… If that’s acceptable enough for you.” The line stayed unspoken, and you knew that you crossed a line. But you were far gone. Mad, annoyed and probably in love.
So you hung up on her.
Your fingers pressed on your hot skin, pleasing yourself, even if it was far from what you had in mind.
Your professor.
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𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵: @vxtanne31 @sevikaslady @jigugooglieyes @lainpok @nataliecleo @l4vendergirl @daniininouu @tzuvoir @hseofbllns @flowersareup @4tsukiiim1rai @vinakto I hope you love it lovessss.
𝘈/𝘯: I literally have been working in this chapter for days, omggg but here it isss. Sorry really if I'm taking so much time to upload ittt. Also babes, I hope i didn’t forget someone, tell me if you want to be added, I'm gonna do it in secondsss.
Synopsis: You start messaging your professor Sevika trying to get close to her, but it's not as easy as it seems.
Tags: Sevika x female reader. Sevika x femme reader. Sevika x you.
Warnings: Missunderstandings, touch of sensitive topics, eventually sexting and smut. +18. MDNI.
Dividers owned by: @thecutestgrotto
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“You don't have any doubts these days?” You glared at your professor. She was getting the markets inside her pencil case, and giving you that grey eyes look. Her lips twitched.
You took your bag and your eyes slid. Mindlessly.
She was wearing that majestic black shirt… And it was so open. You swallowed.
“I do.” She nodded simply.
“Message me”.
At night, you were staring at her contact. Could you stop yourself?
You:
Professor, good night
Professor Sevika
Good night, student
You tucked yourself below the warm covers, and exhaled. She asked if you had a question… And this time, you had any.
You:
I have a question
Professor Sevika
For sure, let's see what is it
You typed slowly.
You:
I thought people… Maybe our family, would think about us first in dangerous situations
Professor Sevika
In some cases, if they are put in those situations several times, their thoughts are gonna rummage about saving themselves, given the opportunity
Your fingers hovered.
You:
Sounds controversial
Professor Sevika
What would you do?
You:
I'm not sure what are you asking me
Professor Sevika
If you're not safe and only could save yourself in a very dangerous circumstance, what would you do?
You slid more into the covers. Were you getting cornered?
You:
I’m not sure if I want to answer that
Professor Sevika
Why
You:
It makes me want to cry my eyes the fuck out
The dots didn't appear and you removed on the sheets. Was she waiting for a thoughtful answer?
Professor Sevika
Is this a sensitive or touchy subject to you?
That was her message.
You:
I think I am sensitive... In general
Professor Sevika
What do you mean?
You:
If it starts pouring a little, I would think about getting into the covers. And be wanting to be warmer. And if it gets sunny, I would be ready to let the sun slide by my skin. That kind of sensitive
Your phone stayed silent. You heard it after two minutes.
Professor Sevika
That says a lot about your character.
You smiled quietly at her words and glared at the clock.
You:
I'm sorry to always text you this late, Miss. I'm not sure what your schedule for tomorrow is
Professor Sevika
Don’t worry about it
You stared at the hour on your phone. It was 12:10 a.m.
Late as fuck.
Professor Sevika
Do you have any other questions, student?
You thought.
You:
No, Miss Sevika. Thanks.
Professor Sevika
You're welcome. Sleep well.
Next week, you were eating beside your best friend in the cafeteria. Your professor walked near your seats and gave you a look.
“She smiled at you?” You raised an eyebrow at your best friend. She pointed professor Sevika with her chin. You denied snorting.
“She's straight” Your friend removed on the seat.
“But like, that's the gayest woman I've ever seen” you denied, chewing your sandwich.
“We judged too fast”.
Back into her class, you were writing in your notebook when your professor glared at you. You swallowed, when her eyes reached you. When she started gesticulating with her hands to deepen her point, you glared at her again. She was already looking at you.
Later that same night, you were staring at her contact. Like all those many times.
“She's straight…” your fingers hovered.
Professor Sevika
You don't have any doubts this time?
Your phone almost slipped from your hand. You gasped.
She messaged you. First. Oh my god.
You:
Professor, I don't want to bother you every time. I know I can be a little too invasive
Your phone buzzed.
Professor Sevika
It's okay, don’t worry about it.
You chewed your lip.
You:
I don't have any questions this time
Professor Sevika
How come?
You typed slowly.
You:
Do I always have to have them?
Professor Sevika
You're a curious enthusiast.
You swallowed glaring at the hour. Twelve.
You:
Am I?
Professor Sevika
Certainly.
You stared at her messages. Of course, now you were feeling butterflies. Fuck.
Professor Sevika
You always stay up this late?
You:
I try not to
Professor Sevika
Good.
You blinked softly. Maybe she didn't want to keep texting you? But she… Initiated.
Professor Sevika
You’re not reacting
You removed under the covers.
You:
Sorry
Professor Sevika
And why would you be apologizing?
You:
I’m not sure
Her reply came a long minute later.
Professor Sevika
Are you scared?
Scared? You huffed. You wanted to sleep with her. That was something different.
You:
I'm scared of snakes
Professor Sevika
Noteworthy
You blinked softly at her message. You couldn't read her. But, why anyway.
Professor Sevika
I don't recall being a snake
You smiled.
You:
Depends
Professor Sevika
On what
You:
You change at night and then in the morning are the same person?
Professor Sevika
I didn't know snakes operated that way
You giggled.
You:
Just follow the imagination, Miss
Professor Sevika
Well, I surely don't shed skin
You chewed your lip smiling.
You:
Noteworthy
God, too playful?
Professor Sevika
I’m gonna give you a point for that.
You glared at the time once again. It was almost 1 a.m.
1. God.
You:
Miss Sevika, sorry. I know it's getting a little bit late
Professor Sevika
I don't recall you having my class tomorrow
You raised an eyebrow. Yeah, but you had other classes.
Did she… want to keep texting?
You:
Do you have classes tomorrow, professor?
Professor Sevika
No, I do not.
You hummed. No?
Professor Sevika
I’m off work tomorrow. Do not mind the details. Any else to ask?
You covered yourself with the mattress. Why were you so weak for her?
You:
Yeah, I have some more.
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𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵: @vxtanne31 @sevikaslady @jigugooglieyes @lainpok @nataliecleo @l4vendergirl @daniininouu @hseofbllns I hope you like it loves!!!
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Also, I hope I don't sound that repetitive in the replies, but I really love your messages, replies and everything. Really thanksss!!, I'm uploading the next one soon!!
I know its a little slow but I it was just one of the longest one shot i ever written and this division is kind of crazy, but soon babes, soon.
Synopsis: You start messaging your professor Sevika trying to get close to her, but it's not as easy as it seems.
Tags: Sevika x female reader. Sevika x femme reader. Sevika x you.
Warnings: Missunderstandings, touch of sensitive topics, eventually sexting and smut. +18. MDNI.
Dividers owned by: @thecutestgrotto
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The next lesson, you were staring with heart in your eyes. Your dignity? Long gone and yeah, very very buried inside her sexy eyes.
She glanced your way, and your eyes flickered to the words written on the board. You swallowed.
She kept explaining, but for some reason, her eyes kept coming back to you.
When the class concluded, you heard a soft voice call you.
“Can I have a word with you?” You turned quietly and faced your professor. “Were you the student texting me last night?” You nodded.
“Yes. Is... Is there a problem?” She let out a sigh, and started arranging the documents above her desk.
“You must have heard, but usually, to avoid conflict, we reach to the students first” you exhaled. God, she really thought you hated her?
“I'm sorry if I bothered you, Miss Sevika.” You stared at her. “Forgive me if I was disrespectful. I'm gonna… I'm gonna discuss with my friends about my questions from now on” She started erasing the board effortlessly.
“I’m your professor, understanding your doubts is what I do” she looked at you with her grey eyes. “Just, try to be more specific next time”.
And because of her words, you were thinking of messaging her again.
You:
Miss Sevika, sorry to bother you
She took about ten minutes to reply, just as last night.
Professor Sevika
Well, what's the question of today
You chewed your lip. Her class was not easy under any circumstances, but for some reason, you were good at it.
Only so you could impress her.
You:
Maybe that they all had something buried inside their butts, because, I don’t understand why they attacked and abused those villages like nothing
Your fingers hovered around. Too forward?
Professor Sevika
Astute.
You smiled faintly. That was something, right?
Professor Sevika
But responding to your statement, that's what they have done for ages. Has it changed? Not entirely, just called a different form. Still lives around all of us till today and all we are surrounded by it, being a proof of how it hasn't disappeared.
You slid your thumb by her name. She was terrific.
Professor Sevika
Normally it is the people in power who do these types of movements, undoubtedly. Power is not always money. But generally, are this kind of people that possess different types of currencies, that harm villages, towns, communities, cities and even countries.
You read mesmerized.
You:
Awfully wise, Miss. Wow
Professor Sevika
I'm your professor… I guess I have to be
You chewed your lower lip. Okay. This was your moment.
You:
I guess everyone be asking you about this all the time
Professor Sevika
No. You’re the first student, who has messaged me for questions related to the topic
You:
Well… I would say they’re quite… Afraid
It took her a few minutes, but her text came. You removed under the covers. Why were you feeling like this?
Professor Sevika
Maybe they are.
You wetted your lower lip.
You:
Do I get points for this? Hope I do
Professor Sevika
No. Clearly not.
You exhaled. She was so dry. How could you turn this into her asking for your hand? You bit your thumb quietly.
You:
It's probably late. I don’t want to bother you, your partner must think I'm your sidechick
You send laughing emojis, but your heart slightly raised. You were indirectly asking about her having someone.
Professor Sevika
Sidechick?
You huffed.
You:
Like someone who you cheat your partner with?
Professor Sevika
Oh, I don’t have a husband
Your eyebrows narrowed.
“My professor is straight?!” Your mouth opened in disbelief.
You:
Ah, I see
Professor Sevika
Who says sidechick anyway
You sighed drained.
All that semester you were into a straight woman? Your fingers hovered.
You:
Everyone of my age
Professor Sevika
Exactly, your age. I’m 41
Your lips parted.
41.
No, this was… A straight woman.
You:
Sorry, Miss vampire
Professor Sevika
And what does suppose to mean
You nipped your lower lip. Well, at least she seemed polite despite being… Heterosexual.
You:
That you have lived 200 hundred years
Professor Sevika
I’m just 41
You:
The same
The dots appeared in an instant.
Professor Sevika
That was not very civil. I’m a very lively vampire
You pressed your face on the pillow, smiling like an idiot.
You:
Well, what kind of vampire are you, Miss
Professor Sevika
The one that can put bad grades on people
You giggled.
You:
I'm getting one for talking to a vampire?!
It took her a heartbeat, but her response came anyhow.
Professor Sevika
That would be the best decision.
You exhaled, sliding your fingers by her name. Why did she have to be straight?
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𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵: @vxtanne31 Hope you like it babess.
(Alsooo, if you want to be tagged tell me babes, I'm gonna do it in seconds).
A/n: Raise your hand if you think professor Sevika is straight (clock looking)... Exactly.
Synopsis: You start messaging your professor Sevika trying to get close to her, but it's not as easy as it seems.
Tags: Sevika x female reader. Sevika x femme reader. Sevika x you.
Warnings: Missunderstandings, touch of sensitive topics, eventually sexting and smut. +18. MDNI.
Dividers owned by: @thecutestgrotto
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You glared at your professor, who was giving a very elaborated explanation of today's topic. You suspired into the clouds.
She was so hot.
Your best friend by your side said something about paying attention but you barely heard, because you were already focused on… Something more important.
Your professors arms.
She lifted the sleeves of her shirt, and explained a question to one of your classmates who probably was Einstein's relative. She rubbed her forehead.
“I'm writing all the numbers and email which you all can contact me. This is not a question for class. This is something every one of you should already know.” Some rolled their eyes, but you didn't care. Why were they being so hateful anyway? She sighed loudly and tired.
“I hardly respond to emails, because I have hundreds. Hundreds. I don't mind responding to your questions by message” she wrote some numbers on the board. “Just be precise and direct people”.
And after that, the class ended.
You wrote her number down, and at night, you glared at it. It was now on your phone, heavy and waiting for you.
It had no profile photo, or a description, nothing.
She had it all in private.
Was it too direct if you messaged her at… You took a look at your clock. Eleven p.m.? You chewed your lower lip.
You:
Miss Sevika, good night. I have a question.
Your phone didn't buzz for exactly ten minutes. Ten.
Professor Sevika:
Who is this?
You rolled your eyes. She surely texted like an old woman. Well… She kind of was. You giggled, but cleared your throat. You had a very important homework to do.
You:
I'm one of your history students. At six a.m.
You glared at your phone waiting for an answer.
The fuck, and the three dots?
You waited for them to appear for the next minute, but nothing. With a sigh, you put your phone on the night table. you were being so stupid anyway.
She was not friendly, and you? You weren't gonna make her fall in love just by message.
A soft buzz came.
Professor Sevika:
Tell me your question
You swallowed when her text appeared.
You:
I feel like what you taught us today is not that accurate
Professor Sevika:
That's not a question.
Of course she had that tone. You sighed. Had she had a problem already? But you really… Wanted to talk with her.
You:
Sorry
The dots appeared long seconds after.
Professor Sevika:
What I recounted to all of you in class, is a series of experiences. Different experiences which show us the events that happened to these people, that at the end, takes us to the same place.
You hoved your fingers by your screen, thinking.
You:
That sounds like a distortion
You grinned. She hated when someone tried to correct her. She was clearly one of the most famous professors there, she was not gonna let someone else try to out smarter her. Let alone a student.
Professor Sevika:
Not all stories need only one voice to be real. What is your question exactly? You're going in circles
You chewed your lower lip. She said she liked directness. And you like her, those things could coexist, right?
You:
I thought we could ask you by message things related to the course, Miss Sevika
The dots took a little more this time to appear. Maybe you were being disrespectful?
Professor Sevika:
Yes, but I'm not understanding what your questions or doubts are
You glared at your ceiling with a sigh. She was kind of dull. She had this fresh air of being a lesbian, like the dykes woman ever… But you already tried telling her your name and caring about the course. Maybe she was not even a little interested? You stared at your phone.
You:
I think I can already work with what you told me, thanks professor.
You put your phone aside on not disturb and closed your eyes.
That was a mess.
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Chapter 2 →
𝘈/𝘯: This probably gonna have at least, more than five chapters. I always had seen this type of form in fanfics everywhere and it got me so interested and ughhh, I wanted it to make it a one shot, but I just kept and kept writing so now im dividing it.
Synopsis: Vi is a florist who makes you fall for her charm right away. While getting flowers for your best friend, you find yourself coming back to her shop, over and over again. As reserved as Vi is, she starts opening herself to you.
Tags: Vi x female reader. Vi x femme reader. Vi x You.
Warnings: Fingering, boob sucking, nakedness and of course, core sucking. +18. MDNI.
Dividers owned by: @thecutestgrotto
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You glared at your watch. 3 p.m. You were so late already, your best friend was gonna kill you. You crossed the street, looking at both sides. Some flowers would help, right?
A heavy and tired groan left your mouth. Of course your best friend was gonna scold you, asking you why you were late, taking all the time in the world and getting ready here and there. And god, she loved doing it. You entered the flower shop and your eyebrows raised.
“Beautiful.” This was really… An ethereal place.
The girl at the desk was working on some plants, giving her back to you, so you went to check the flowers. You recognized several. Roses, sunflowers and… Maybe lavenders? They surely smelt amazing. You smiled, and slid a thumb by a very prominent rose.
“Is there one catching your eye?” you jumped slightly on your spot and looked at the… Girl behind the counter. Wow. You swallowed and she grinned while trimming a sunflower. “Something in particular you might be looking for?” you cleared your throat.
All your posture changed, when she put her eyes on you. You adjusted your scarf, wetted your lower lip and gave her that look that made a lot of women fall on their knees.
“I… Something for my best friend, I’m seeing her in like an hour” she nodded, placing the sunflower in its place. She got out of the counter and started browsing. Without noticing, you took a step back at her eye-catching form.
You stared at her blue eyes, when she sighed thinking.
“What about yellow flowers?” she took one on her hand and slowly approached it to your nose. “Means that you have a warmhearted spot for your friends, and also smell great” you took the flower, when she handed it to you. “You could also get sunflowers or Swedish ivies. Those are for friend’s birthdays or special occasions” You looked at the plant on her hand and nodded softly. Good, you weren’t listening to anything.
The girl was really the most pretty woman you've ever encountered. She was talking about flowers so passionately —that you barely knew— but your eyes were doing a quick and hot analysis. Her eyes were a deep blue, her hose was sharp and her lips… She was talking and talking and your eyes were ogling her reddish mouth.
“Does your friend have a preference?” you glared at her.
“... Sorry?” She showed you the flowers.
“Do they like something in particular?” You opened your mouth ready to say something. God, your friend, Yeah, your friend. You gulped.
“I… Well, I've never given her flowers before” she nodded.
“Okay, then what about Fressias?” She took several on her hands. “They work as a first flower gift. Just tell her to put them in a warm spot, that's gonna preserve them even more.” She raised an eyebrow. “So, do I give you these ones?” you nodded and she started working on the bouquet. You got out with a kind smile and the flowers in your hands.
You glared at the arrangement of Fressias, and bit your lip with a stupid grin.
Was she the love of your life?
After that, you started coming to her flower shop, every time. You told her that your coworker was pregnant, or your house needed an accessory to make it prettier. Etcetera. She always looked interested in your excuses and never asked why you were coming so often, in such a short amount of time.
One day, you nipped your lower lip. She was trimming a big Swedish ivy and you were so curious.
“Vi” She grinned without looking at you.
“I’m hearing” you glared at her. You were in her flower shop, once again. And after she told you her very hot name, you became… Closer? At least that's how it felt for you. You would come while she worked, go around talking about yourself, your cat or the show that you were seeing currently.
“Do… You have a boyfriend?” her eyes widened slightly and her ears turned red.
“What with that, so out of the blue” you raised a shoulder, looking at some lilies. You were sure they were lilies… In Vi’s words.
“I mean, I’m kind of curious” she kept trimming the plant and cleared her throat after a minute.
“I don’t like men” one of your eyebrows raised.
“I’m sorry?”
“I’m a lesbian.” She said, and added nothing else to her words. Nothing. You gulped and grinned. She liked girls. Girls. You were one, kind of, right? You also cleared your voice, noisy and loudly.
“So, you like girls?”
“Yeah.” You glared at her again.
Her ears were so red, but she seemed concentrated on the big ivy. She was really into trimming that thing.
“What about you?” You blinked confused.
“Me?” Vi nodded, still very focused.
“Do you like something in particular?” you smiled at her words. Saying her was too much?
“I’m a woman lover also. For breakfast, or dinner” she kept working and nodded seconds later, not putting attention to your words.
You stayed silent. Maybe… She was not getting the signals? You glared at her, not sure of what to think.
She likely… Had a girlfriend?
“Are you dating someone?” She laughed at that, loud and clear.
“No, I’m not.” You smirked. So you had an opportunity.
“What about friends with benefits?” she went red, again. And god, it was so beautiful.
“Why are you asking me all of that” you raised a shoulder, once more. Your fingers slid by a red rose.
“Do you… Maybe… want to go for a coffee with me?” She looked at you. That Ivy plant forgotten.
“A coffee… With you?” you nodded carefully.
“Only… If you want. Doesn't have to be something super exquisite or refined” she looked at the plant in front of her. Her eyes… She was thinking. Was she gonna say no?
You started getting uncomfortable on your spot. Oh god, you just fucked it?
“I…” She nodded softly, clearing her throat. “Sure.” you smiled lightly. She didn't appear that confident about it, so maybe… You made a misinterpretation. But it was only a date, right? Even if she rejected you after, at least you were going on one date with her. With one of the most beautiful women ever.
“Perfect”.
On that day, you were in the cafe. Waiting for Vi. You were half an hour early because of your nerves. You looked at yourself in the mirror. Your lashes were perfect, your lips, your cheeks. Cheeked. Cheeked. She entered a second after and you removed on your seat, smiling at her.
“You’re early” she nodded, returning the smile. Vi gave you a soft side hug.
“Well, I’m not the only one.” She took a seat and then the waiter finally came.
Was this a good idea?
On the date you ate some good cheesecake and drank a smoothie. You talked about her, that if she was interested in someone and she told you that she wasn't. You pouted, because why didn't she tell you? But well, it was not a novel or else, so you accepted it with a big and charming smile.
She asked you then if you were dating, and you totally said no, that you wouldn't be here if you had. You were loyal, very.
It was fine, cool. But she appeared… Not that interested. She laughed, talked to you like any other of her friends, and maybe you were the only one that was into her.
You blinked trying not to read too much into it. The night was beautiful, the air was fresh enough to make you feel light… But you were detached from the conversation. Your eyes were unfocusing and you were getting close to her place.
Because for some reason, you were putting so much effort into whatever you were feeling for her.
“Thanks” she smiled looking at the floor and then you. “I never thought a girl would walk me home” you also grinned, trying to feel as cheery as you were before. But your eyes, god, you couldn't. “I really had fun”
“That's... That's really cool. I’m… happy it was” she smiled again. Right, you should leave. You cleared your throat. “It's… It's kind of late, I should go” Vi nodded and hugged your waist, pressing her soft lips on yours.
You nearly jumped.
She separated after a second with a smile and you… Were shocked. Shocked. She just kissed you.
“Yeah, it's getting cold” you bobbed your head, and your lips parted in surprise. You cleared your voice. Oh god, she kissed you.
“I just forgot my scarf, but I’m sure I can handle it.” She smirked at your words, and maybe, you wanted to kiss again. Your eyes were on her.
Her ears weren't blushed and she seemed… Fine. Like if the kiss was not something she was scared of. So you took your chance.
“Text me… When you get inside” her head gave a little assent, so you linked her hand with yours and slowly approached her lips. You almost moaned when she returned the kiss.
You mumbled tenderly, and her hand slid towards your waist, squeezing it. Your hand found her chest.
When she separated, grinning, your eyes were locked on her lips. They were glistening for your saliva, her lipstick was misplaced and you wanted to suck her tongue.
“Take care, okay? Is really getting fucking late.” She pressed her lips on your several times after your words and waved her hand in a goodbye. Leaving.
You stayed on your spot, smiling. You slid a finger by your lip. She was weird. A kind of weird you liked.
After that, you tried everything. She barely sended messages, so you would appear in her flower shop after work, or at lunch, whatever time you had. You would show her a big smile, side to side. But maybe, god you didn't know. Was she slow or was she not interested? Because she was… So slow.
You glared at some flowers while she was attending customers. You sighed quietly.
She was not starting anything, so maybe it was time to stop. The flirt, the fantasies on your mind, just… Coming. The kiss probably was something she gave you, so you wouldn't feel bad for being so… Insistent.
“I end my shift in an hour, is that okay?” you glared at her. Vi started watering a big plant that was probably her favorite and customers. “I didn’t know it was gonna take this much time today, sorry for making you wait.” You denied, because… You got out of your job, like a spy. You snuck off and disappeared in silence. All for her… You looked at her.
She seemed so calm, couldn't she at least dump you?
“It’s fine” she nodded, so unaware of your overfilled and crammed mind
Later, you were by her side again. Walking down the empty streets. Why the nights walking with her were so gorgeous?
“You look really beautiful today” you cleared your throat and looked at her.
“Thanks” she bobbed her hand in consent and kept walking. After some minutes, she grazed her fingers on yours. Your heart started hammering.
Vi’s hand took yours.
Your trembling fingers linked with hers and you smiled, chewing your lip.
When you were getting close to her house, she smiled at you and pressed her lips on yours, a few times. You only could return the kisses like a woman in love.
“Why don’t we drink something at my place? Maybe a coffee or we could also watch a movie, if you want” you glared at her with a bubbly smile. God, she was so sweet.
“Sure.” You walked on the way to her house for some more minutes, and entered after some time. You grinned at the plants in her living room. So she was really a nature girl.
She hugged your waist and you gasped when she put her lips on yours again. You held her neck and returned the kiss with quickness. Vi slid her lips by your neck and you bit your lower lip.
Weren't you gonna watch a movie or drink a coffee?
She settled you on the couch. Her delicate and calloused hand slid by your clothed chest. She squeezed one of your boobs, and sucked your neck. You swallowed hard and your nails sank on her couch's fabric.
She was going fast, so much. But… You thought she didn't like you like that? You were the one trying so much, so… Why was she the one starting the intimate moments? She looked at you. Vi sat short of breath and grinned.
“I was really trying to make time today, but I had to get a new order.” She started to undo her overall, button by button. She took her shirt off. You wetted your lower lip.
She didn't put on a bra.
Vi came back to you and sucked your neck, sliding her hand by your crotch.
“I hope I didn't upset you for that” you denied softly. She passed her tongue by your skin, and pressed her fingers on your clothed folds.
“No, it's… It's okay” she hummed and started opening your shirt. You gasped when buttons flew. Her lips slid between your breasts. You panted with rush, and her hands started working on your bra. She… Was this Vi?
She took one of your nipples on her mouth and you squirmed.
Vi was… Shy. She never opened herself much, you were the one always doing the jokes and in your mind, you really thought that you were the one interested in whatever this was… But maybe, you were kind of wrong.
“What should we use?” You swallowed heavily, when her blue eyes were on you again. She was breathing softly, her boobs were out and you really didn't know where to look. Your eyelids fluttered on hers.
“What?” Vi slid her hands by your open thighs.
“Toys, fingers, or, my mouth, or yours” you looked at her. She was the same shy girl, but she was asking you what to use on you or her. Wow.
“I… You?” Vi grinned at that, and started to slide your pants out.
“Then the toys can be for another occasion” another occasion? She took a nipple in her mouth and a second after, a finger entered you. You whimpered and she took that chance to press her lips on yours.
“And… When is it gonna be that?” She smiled pressing her forehead on yours and entered another finger. You gasped. She was doing it so easily, like if you weren't so wet right now.
Vi kissed you and you accepted her, moving your hips at her rhythm. God, yes.
You looked at her with dizzy eyes. She was fantastic. Her fingers were so long and you… You could only press your lips on hers, while she thrusted in you. You were so so full. Her mouth slid by your ear.
“Are you coming?” You nodded and she changed her position. Vi went down and pressed her lips on your pussy. Her tongue landed inside your folds and you moaned.
You came in an awfully loud scream.
After that, you were all bubbles and smiling. A coworker made a face and kept going on her way. You sighed happily. You later glared at the hour. You huffed. That day you had to do extra hours, and it was so late. You couldn't even go to Vi’s flower shop at lunch.
When you got outside at ten, you stopped on your tracks.
“Vi?” She turned her head quickly and smiled. A big bouquet of flowers in her hands.
“I was waiting for you” she came to you and pressed her soft lips on yours. Your mouth followed hers when she separated.
“Sorry, I had to stay late” She nodded, grinning.
“Happens.” she raised her eyebrows. “Should we go?” you nodded lightly and took her hand.
That night you went again to her apartment. And of course, you tangled on her body.
The next day, you were off for the day. You opened your eyes slowly, hearing a soft breathing on your nape. You smiled when a hand brought you closer.
You looked at your lower self. She had all the covers on her and you were very naked. Head to toe. You grinned happily and she hummed, sliding a hand by your breast.
“Stay like that, we can have the day off together” you huffed and she pressed several kisses on your hair, your neck and lips.
“What about your neighbors"
“I’m gonna close the curtains” she kept kissing your neck, and that's how you agreed to stay naked all day.
You swallowed looking at her making breakfast for both. She was in an old oversized shirt and some casual shorts. You were nervous because you were the one naked but… She asked you. And you really didn't think too much when she looked at you.
She hugged you from behind when the breakfast was done. It smelled amazing. She slid an arm on your boobs and a hand covered your core.
“Is not a little too early?” She laughed at that.
“It's like twelve” she slid her thumb by your folds and separated. “Lets eat” you nodded trying to ignore that you were bare, hot and eating while her eyes were on you.
After that, you laid on the couch to watch a movie. She surrounded you with her arms. You sighed, very pleased.
“What are we?” Her hand stopped caressing your leg.
“Aren’t we… A thing?” you snorted quietly.
“Since when?” Vi stayed silent.
“After we slept together the first time?” You laughed and literally felt her get embarrassed behind you.
“Oh god, Vi. You cannot be serious” she huffed, hugging you again.
“Then be my girlfriend, all we did and I didn't know we weren't together.” You hummed relaxing in her embrace and closed your eyes, when her thumb found your folds. “Sorry for not asking and assuming we were together. Do you want to be… My girlfriend?” you bit your lower lip and her finger entered inside you.
“Of course I want” she laughed softly, but kept with her work. You came only a few minutes later.
That day you stayed naked. She touched you how she wanted, how she asked and fancied you.
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A/n: This was suppose to be for valentines but... Here it issss. I adored this Vi and my first idea was making her a tattoo artist, buttt maybe next time. Fucking yea.
I was gonna put the poison Ivy when I just realized that literally, is a poisonouss planttttt, and the reader has a cat and thats like a no!!!! Like girllll, only because you like Harley Quinn and her girl, does not mean is not poissonus still!!!! God. (Sorryy, I did my research on plants, I promise!!!)
I totally add a scarf because I have the flu. Thanks for reading if you got till here!!!
She looked at you fighting a little bit with the chair and her lips lifted with a smile. It was some expensive shit she bought when she was bored and totally was not your style.
“So, I'm waiting” She cleared her throat.
“What did you say?” You narrowed your eyes and Vi really wanted to get naked. For you. Maybe you would look at her muscles like you always did, lick your lips, slide your hands by her abs and she would procede to fuck you, getting you boneless.
“Why am I here asking you why you are not in class and ignoring your friends?” Vi glared at her not so appealing leg.
“I had surgery” you also glared at it.
“That looks like it hurts, Vi” She denied.
“It does not.” you huffed and Vi glared at you. Again. She wetted her lower lip and a smile came out of her lips. “You came” she saw you remove on the chair, turning your head away. So she took the time to cheek you up.
You were using a dress. You had heels and your lips were glossy. You never looked like that with her.
But she liked it either way.
Why were you so changed? For her?
She kept her blue eyes on you, even if you didn't want to look at her. What if you put one of your heels on her chest? She would look up to you, breathe steady and put her glare at your tiny panties.
That you probably wear now.
“They kind of deserve to know about you, they are your friends” Vi looked at your eyes.
“They don't care”
“They do.” She looked at how your vulnerable eyes looked at her dirty floor and then her. “Mel was the one sending me here” Vi passed a hand by her hair.
“I'm gonna text her. I don't know why she worries” you narrowed your eyes.
“Because of your leg, Vi. You cannot even play, of course they are worried” the ex-player sighed.
“Fine, got it, fuck.” She looked at you. “But you have a girlfriend” Vi saw you remove. In discomfort.
“I do” She looked at you. Her eyes couldn’t stop being on you that day. And how could she? You were looking so beautiful.
“Had to be the fucking daughter of that boneheaded man?” You looked at the floor, uneasy. Caitlyn.
She was one of the girls that was already on her master's degree. She was respected there and was very famous, for being the daughter of the founder.
“I didn't plan it” Vi glared at you with a guarded expression, but forced herself to relax. You were… Mean, sometimes. Counted times. But you were calm. Very calm. You were also smart, she would say shy, and sometimes stumbled on your words. But this? Fucking that woman? She couldn't believe it.
You were the kind of being with one only.
But you were using heels, expensive ones. You had a little dress and your lips. She licked her own. She wanted them close to her folds.
“Why her” You blinked several times. “Could be anyone, some of my friends even. But her?”
“I don't need to explain that to you” Vi almost bristled, but remained silent. Because she was not in place to ask for an excuse. But she knew you loved her. You always said that, covered in sweat. That Vi was always gonna be the one.
“Maybe I want to hear it” Vi eyes slid then by your uncovered thighs when you didn't say a word. Her pussy throbbed.
You seemed more uncomfortable and she really wanted to push for an answer.
“She does see me” Vi met your eyes. “She… Takes care of me. I exist for her” Vi felt her jaw clench. “She…” You breathed quietly, looking at your nails. “I don't know, I feel different”
“How” You kept glancing at your fingers. Scared.
“She likes to fuck me” you licked your lip. “She does not treat me as a joke when we are in bed” you nipped at it. “And I like it” Vi looked at you, slightly dazed. Your voice… It was so small. Trembling. “We can stay in bed for hours, Vi. Just talking or making love. Because she enjoys it and I like it”
“I thought you liked what we had” you locked eyes with her. “You always screamed” your neck got hot and you cleared your throat.
“I think I should leave” Vi denied.
“Sorry, no. Stay, stay. I'm not gonna say it again.” You two only glared at each other. You annoyed, and she… Hard to read.
Vi looked at your parted lips, and your eyes… She knew that look. You wanted the same thing as her.
Vi stood up with difficulty and walked towards the door, locking it with a soft thud. You gave her a wary look.
“What do you think you're doing” Vi raised a shoulder, limping towards you.
“Is my house, I do what I fucking want” your face got even more serious and she stopped in front of your face. Vi looked at your breast from above and cleared her throat. “Since she can have you that much I can too” you looked at her suspiciously.
“What the fuck are you saying?” Vi then pressed her lips on yours. Soft and rough skin welcomed you. You inhaled sharply, feeling her mouth on yours.
“That you're mine” you gulped, glaring up.
“I'm not yours” she surrounded your waist with a challenging move and lifted you up. She tugged you closer.“Vi, what?— You're recovering from surgery, what are you doing?” She laughed, looking fresh, beautiful and alive for the first time in days. Your eyebrows narrowed with force feeling her arm surround you.
“I'm all muscles, I can lift my girlfriend if I want” you moistened your lip.
“I'm not your girlfriend” She pulled you closer.
“I don't recall us breaking up.” You felt her lips on yours again. Vi tongue was the first thing you sensed. Soft, the flavor was mentholated. She probably just brushed her teeth. Her tongue was so wet, she was salivating inside you. Her arm hugged your waist and an unknown thumb brushed your breast. You swallowed breathlessly when she separated.
“I'm not yours”
“You're hers then?” You studied her carefully.
“Caitlyn does not see me like that” Vi huffed, giggling.
“Sounds like she's boring” You denied, your mouth dry.
“She's actually deeply… Passionate” She rolled her eyes and slid her nose by your neck.
“Can I consider that cheating?” You gasped in disbelief.
“What?” Vi grinned, pressing a wet kiss on your neck. Her mouth parted on your skin.
“You kind of cheated on me” you closed your eyelids, when her thumb found your clothed breast, once again. She pinched your nipple.
“I didn't cheat on you. That was you, Vi” she gave you an eye roll, like she was having the fun of her life.
“Stay”. You swallowed. Her blue eyes on you.
“I can’t”. Your phone buzzed loudly, but you kept sharing a heated look.
“Tell her that tonight you will stay”.
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𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵: @cpt-stumpy @jinxkinkx @milanyas @cupidletterss Babessss, I hope you like this one. Sorry if it took a lottt of timee.
𝘈/𝘯: Let's thank to Benito, UNSCRIPTED writer, Young Miko and you babessss that are reading this, for this chapter. I just, this story gets me so excited for some reason. Well, and as always, I really hoped that this made sense. Tell me your thoughts, I love ranting and taking into your requests.
☆Also, in this case, Caitlyn is the most powerful one. And dangerous.
☆Vi plays different kind of instruments and has had two surgeries already.
I'm reblogging this fourth chapter because in my mind, I really thought I had it attached at the end of the third... And I didnt. God. Hope you like it lovesss milanyas cupidletterss <3333
Babess, I have a question. Is someone waiting for In The Middle? Aka Caitlyn and Vi plusss reader, because I have some drafts ready, I just haven't been sure this days. If yessss, freeely tell me if you want it to keep it going 😈, to start working on it faster.
Orrrr, by other part. If you have a request, send it to me. I'm gonna look into it, I don't mind even if its from a past fic.
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