even though arcane is over i could never move on from sevika she has so much potential im very upset that the writers didn’t give us her backstory. always yearning 4 my favorite butch.
istg. i’ll forever be pissed by how they posted her poster saying her story would continue and we barely saw her. shit she didn’t even SPEAK after being mistreated by her own people twice 💔
── ⟡ ˙ synopsis: ambessa invited sevika and grayson to a bath house, to unwind after a stressful week. what she didn’t mention was that someone else would be there, someone with whom she’d been exchanging suggestive glances for a while. and when that person saw ambessa arrive with two others beautiful women? she wouldn’t let this slide. ❀ ̟
── ⟡ ˙ cw: porn with a little plot, bath house where people get naked, cunnilingus, semi public sex (?), almost getting caught, fingering, grinding, thigh riding, arm riding, spit, dom/sub undertones (?) ❀ ̟
“y’know, bringing us here was the least useless idea you’ve ever had in your entire life,” sevika said, her voice low and uncharacteristically relaxed.
she was leaning against the rim of the sunken marble bathtub, her body warmed and soaked by the gentle steam; submerged up to her breasts, resting her right arm along the edge.
“i’m already regretting it,” ambessa murmured, her eyes closed as she rested her head against the side of the tub.
facing ambessa, grayson, who had been watching the two in silence until then, let out a low chuckle. that sort of ‘light’ teasing that always carried a real bite—or something deeper—beneath the surface had become a regular occurrence between them. and she certainly wasn’t about to put a stop to it.
it was supposed to be a quiet day, focused on relaxation and trying to shake off the stress of the past week. that was why ambessa had decided to invite the two of them for a long, relaxing soak in the bath house, followed by a professional massage, if they wanted one.
ambessa opened her eyes to cup water in her hands and splash it onto her face, but a movement across the room caught her attention.
as she turned her head slightly and saw who had entered, a small, knowing, and mischievous smile played upon her full lips.
you had just walked in, accompanied by a friend. the two of you were chatting as you headed toward one of the showers; there were no stalls or curtains, so you would be bathing right out in the open. your friend laughed at something you said, and as she leaned over to turn the handle and test the water temperature, you glanced around while adjusting the white towel wrapped around your body.
there weren’t many people in the room, and most were using the showers as well. that was when you saw her.
the moment you realized ambessa’s gaze was already fixed on you, a smile formed on your face too. you two had been exchanging these suggestive glances for a while now, though neither had made the first move yet.
perhaps because the anticipation and tension felt too good to break abruptly, or simply because you were waiting for the right moment.
your eyes then shifted to the two women with her.
“we have company…” you thought.
fortunately, the two were too engrossed in their own relaxation to notice you. which was perfect, allowing you to study and admire them a little longer.
like ambessa, both clearly possessed majestic physiques; you could easily tell by the well-defined structure of their shoulders. their strong, striking features were incredibly attractive and memorable. wow, of course someone as beautiful as ambessa would be accompanied by other beautiful women. you bit your lower lip thoughtfully, then glanced back at ambessa, as if silently asking about them.
she merely raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow, a faint smile still playing on her lips; it made you stifle a laugh and look away, turning your attention back to what your friend was saying. she was already naked, washing herself under the running shower water.
“well, now that i think about it…” ambessa began, immediately drawing the two women's attention. “there’s something about this place i forgot to mention.”
sevika raised an eyebrow and grayson simply kept watching her, both of them attentive to whatever she was about to say. with their attention fixed on her, ambessa nodded in your direction, and they wasted no time following her gaze.
“see the one in the towel? we’ve been having some...interesting interactions.”
“you mean.. you’ve been flirting with her?” grayson asked bluntly, though she didn’t look away from you.
“mhm. and i think she liked you two.”
“right, and what makes you think that?” sevika countered, glancing back at ambessa for a second.
“stay quiet and you’ll see. let’s just enjoy the show.” ambessa settled more comfortably against the side of the tub, relaxing her posture while keeping her piercing, watchful gaze locked on you as you began to remove your towel while still chatting with your friend.
sevika and grayson exchanged a glance, silently questioning whether they were really going to do this. in the end, they simply shrugged and turned their eyes back to you.
your towel was now hanging from one of the wall hooks, leaving you completely naked with your back to the three of them. your friend had filled a bucket with water so you wouldn’t have to wait for her to finish before bathing too—well, you could easily have used separate showers, but the need to keep the conversation going and your secret desire to stand before the three of them won out.
you used the bucket to splash water over your body, quickly soaking yourself. the eyes of the three women seemed to trace the path of every water droplet as it ran down your skin.
meanwhile, you chatted away as if completely unaware of it. once you were sufficiently wet, you bent down to pick up the bar of soap and deliberately turned your body toward them. grayson swallowed hard as she got a full view of everything from your breasts down to the trimmed bush covering your pussy. god, you were beautiful.
with perfectly feigned innocence, you began rubbing the bar over your body. first your arms, then your neck, before moving down your torso. with a slow, deliberate, and torturous pace, you rubbed each breast, setting the soap aside for a moment to use your own hands. you circled each breast, giving them subtles squeezes, rubbing the valley between them, and brushing your fingers over your nipples. your entire torso glistened. sevika shifted in her spot, adjusting herself to get a better view and crossing her legs beneath the water.
“that’s exactly what i’m saying! his ex-wife hates me,” your friend exclaimed, indignant about the family drama she was sharing.
“and why exactly are you still with a guy who stays in touch with his ex?” she groaned, closing her eyes as she ducked back under the water, trying to drown her embarrassment.
you just laughed, still listening to her grumbling.
taking advantage of the fact that she wasn’t looking at you, you glanced up quickly, catching the three of them staring at your body. a subtle shiver ran through you, and that only turned you on even more. you lightly licked your lips, picking up the bar of soap once more.
you leaned against the wall to start scrubbing your legs, one at a time. again, you moved with that exaggerated, intentional slowness, making sure to focus the pressure and scrubbing motion of your palm on your thighs, the inner thighs, the groin, all before working your way down to your heels; cleaning them required you to squat. ambessa sighed heavily, her thick fingers drumming impatiently against the marble floor.
your friend finished up in the shower, so you used it to quickly rinse all the soap from your body. now, normally, you would just wrap a towel around yourself and head to the locker room, but you weren't about to stop just yet.
as your friend put away the things she’d brought in her bag, you started drying yourself off; you didn’t give her time to question you, distracting her by asking another question about the topic you’d been discussing. luckily for the four of you, it worked.
you kept your back to the three of them, resting one leg on the wooden bench built into the wall, a position that would, one way or another, leave you accidentally overexposed. fully and perfectly to their view.
sevika let out a low sigh, instinctively pressing her crossed legs together and shifting uncomfortably beneath the water. grayson glanced around quickly, momentarily fearing someone might notice, but realizing they were all too distracted to pay attention, she relaxed and let herself look, licking her dry lips. ambessa simply held her gaze—never once looking away since you’d started soaping up—shamelessly keeping her eyes fixed on your exposed pussy. she looked like starving.
once you were finished, you wrapped yourself in your towel and started following your friend out, glancing back one last time from the doorway and smiling at them over your shoulder before leaving.
“…what was that?” sevika murmured, slowly and with a slight tremor, uncrossing her legs.
“that was our invitation to an afternoon of relaxation, my dears.” ambessa was already rising from the tub, revealing her goddess body, warmed and dripping wet from the long minutes spent submerged. “are you two coming, or am i going to have all the fun to myself? because honestly, i don’t mind either way.”
“of course we’re going,” grayson replied almost immediately, already rising. her haste would have surprised even her, were it not for… well, her haste.
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minutes later, you were settled into one of the rooms designated for resting; they could be heated to serve as a sauna, or simply cooled or kept at room temperature for a nap, a massage, or a quiet conversation.
your friend had said her goodbyes back in the locker room; she had headed straight home after getting dressed, leaving you alone in the bathhouse. now, wearing only your bra, you were taking advantage of the room’s privacy to apply scented body oil all over. you were sitting down, smoothing the product onto your legs. the room’s warm, low lighting, combined with the relaxing aroma of your products and the scented candles, created the perfect atmosphere for unwinding.
that was when the door slowly opened. you glanced up just to check, smiling before looking back down at your legs.
“i think you’re in the wrong room…”
“no. this is the right one.” you let your legs rest and braced your hands on the bench, leaning back against the wall as you looked directly at them. all three still had towels wrapped around them—though the towels did a poor job of trying to hide their strong bodies.
ambessa sat down beside you, keeping a safe distance as she removed her towel, letting out a low sigh as she settled into her spot. grayson sat on the other side, though she kept her towel on. you turned your head toward her and offered a welcoming smile, shamelessly letting your gaze drop for a second—taking in the cleavage pushed together by the towel—before meeting her eyes again. sevika entered last, closing the door behind her. she also removed her towel, hanging it on a rack as she walked over to the three of you. you smiled at her too, but quickly replaced it with a bite of your lower lip as you scanned her naked body.
“aren’t you going to introduce me to your friends?” you asked, turning your head to look at ambessa, who had been silently watching the interactions.
“oh, right. these are sevika and grayson.” she gestured casually, a dismissive wave of her hand that earned an annoyed grumble from sevika and a soft eye-roll from grayson.
you just chuckled softly, deciding then to make your move. after all, what were you all waiting for?
“nice names. it switches you both. now… you came here to relax, didn’t you? how about i help out while we wait for masseuses to arrive?”
you took the oil you’d used on your legs, splashed a little onto your hands, knelt on the bench, and moved closer to grayson. her eyes widened slightly, but she didn’t stop you. you shifted until you were behind her, beginning a slow massage on her tense shoulders. she let out a low sigh, leaning into your touch.
“you’re tense…” you murmured, increasing the pressure of your fingers. “are you two, as well?”
“you have no idea,” sevika replied quietly, her eyes fixed on your hands and the way grayson’s towel was slipping down.
you slid your hands downward, helping the cloth slide lower, and leaned in closer to her face. you kissed her jawline, followed by a trail of kisses leading to her mouth, where you began a slow, deep kiss.
with your eyes closed, you couldn’t see who had approached; you only knew that the next moment, you felt large, warm hands on your waist, one on each side. the larger hand slid to your hip, squeezing firmly and gathering the flesh until it was cupping your buttock. you sighed into the kiss at the sensation, pulling away just enough to let out soft gasps as the touches continued.
ambessa squeezed your butt, slowly kissing and licking your neck. on the other side, sevika gripped her waist and moved her hand to unclasp your bra, planting kisses along your spine. in front of you, grayson stood up—now completely naked—and slowly pulled you into a seated position. naturally, you didn’t resist.
grayson knelt on the floor, holding your legs to spread them wide, and wasted no time in going down on you. her tongue traced a path from your hole up to your clit, closing around it to suck. you moaned, pressing yourself into her mouth while gripping ambessa and sevika’s shoulders. one of them sucked and licked at a nipple, while the other left marks on your neck.
but then, a sudden noise outside made you four freeze instantly. someone had dropped something right by the door, followed by the sound of two women talking. they were deciding which room to enter.
“did you lock the door?” you asked, looking at sevika.
the woman raised her eyebrows and shrugged, an answer that spoke volumes.
before you could get up to lock it, one of ambessa’s long, thick fingers stopped you, sliding into your soaked hole. sevika was quick to cover your mouth, muffling the loud whimper that escaped you.
“just stay quiet, darling. can you do that?”
ambessa curled her finger inside, pushing back and forth, slowly increasing the intensity and speed. grayson released one of your legs to bring her hand to your pussy as well, using her thumb to circle your clit. your body tensed in their hands, and more moans and whimpers were stifled by sevika’s hand; she kept her eyes fixed on the door while kissing your jawline.
the doorknob turned; someone was holding it. you squeezed your eyes shut, unsure if you were bracing to get caught or struggling not to moan louder as the fingers continued working on your pussy. but fortunately, the debate outside seemed to take a different turn, as the person let go of the knob and footsteps moved toward another room.
you almost sighed with relief, but the sensation of another of ambessa’s fingers entering you stopped you.
“fuck! ah—...”
“quiet, sweetheart. we almost got caught,” sevika whispered, kneeling beside you.
she leaned in, aiming for your filled pussy, gathering saliva in her mouth before spitting right into the center; it quickly mingled with your fluids, tangling between ambessa’s fingers. then, she grabbed the leg grayson was still holding open and straddled your thigh, riding you shamelessly, grunting softly as she felt her pussy slide easily against your skin, and arching her back to offer her breast to your mouth, which you immediately started to suck on.
you used one hand to hold onto her waist and slid the other to pinch ambessa’s nipple; she gasped softly at your touch.
the relentless, deep, and precise movements of ambessa’s two fingers inside you, accompanied by the steady pressure of grayson’s thumb on your clit, didn’t take long to make you cum. your back arched, your breath catching for a long, agonizing second before escaping in shaky, ragged bursts. your inner walls contracted repeatedly around her fingers, as if milking them deeper inside, while your clit pulsed against her thumb.
as the peak of your ecstasy subsided, ambessa leaned in to capture your mouth in a wet, messy kiss, pulling your hair at the nape of your neck to guide you. after she let go, and while you caught your breath with half-lidded eyes, the three women exchanged silent glances over you.
with a nod, grayson signaled for sevika to move off you. she gave a side smile as she understood, moving to free your thigh—which was now soaked from her pussy.
ambessa and sevika shifted, guiding you down to the floor. you looked at them in confusion but didn’t stop them, moving along with them until you were kneeling on the marble.
“what? didn’t think we didn’t have other uses for you, did you?” ambessa teased.
“i just… just don’t understand how—uh…” with one on each side, ambessa and sevika grabbed your arms, stretching them out. you watched as they wedged your arms between their toned thighs, pulling them upward and lowering themselves until their pussies were in direct contact with your limbs, where they began to grind back and forth.
“that—that’s it. oh, shit,” sevika moaned. they quickly found a rhythm, reveling in how the fit, the pressure, and the speed sent waves of pleasure to their throbbing cores. they leaned over you, locking their mouths in an intense kiss.
from your position, you smiled, your gaze darting between the two of them. so close, yet so far from their pussies. even so, you could smell their musky perfectly. and fortunately, you wouldn’t have to just imagine the taste, as grayson’s large, gentle, calloused hands guided your face forward, right in front of her pussy.
you licked and bit your lips in anticipation, opening your mouth as the two of you leaned toward one another.
as soon as your warm, wet mouth began to lick and suck her, grayson let out low grunts and sighs, initially stroking your hair—before abandoning any attempt at gentleness and gripping it tightly, dictating the pace and pressure.
the room grew hotter and more humid as the sounds continued: from the moans, grunts, and gasps they tried to keep hushed, to the obscene wet sounds your mouth made against grayson’s pussy, and the sounds of sevika and ambessa riding your arms. you were more than happy to be used essentially as a sex toy by them; your pussy dripping onto the floor—long, viscous trails slowly sliding down to make the ground glisten—serving as living proof of your arousal as you satisfied them with everything you had left after the intense orgasm they’d given you minutes earlier.
the pace of the two women riding your arms quickened, both of your limbs going numb from the position, but you wouldn’t stop. at the same time, grayson pressed you harder against her, her head thrown back as she gasped at the way you were forcefully sucking her swollen clit.
in the end, they came almost simultaneously, one right after the other. you almost moaned as you watched them, watching their faces contort with the pleasure of their climax and listening to the low, deep sounds they made. fuck, you almost cummed just from the realization that you were being used by women who looked like works of art.
slowly, each of them pulled away from you. you took a deep breath as you were drawn away from grayson’s pussy; half your face slick and glistening, just like both your arms, a total mess. and, of course, the little mess you’d made on the floor didn’t go unnoticed.
ambessa held your chin, turning your face toward hers, then slid her thumb into your mouth, which you immediately sucked on.
“it seems your body still wants more. am i right?”
“fuck, yeah. look at this…” sevika murmured, pressing the top of her foot against you, eliciting a shaky, muffled whimper.
grayson brushed some hair from your face, wiping the fine sheen of sweat from your forehead. “we should take her somewhere so we can do whatever we want with her.”
“that’s the second least useless idea i’ve ever heard from one of you,” sevika agreed.
she met you in the undercity, you were introduced to each other by Vander in his bar.
you were the new bartender
Grayson never expected a goddess behind the counter instead of the usual Vander. She only ever came strictly for business
but something about the way you smiled at patrons while serving drinks, the sway of your wide hips as you carried beers to tables, hand stuffing tips inside your cleavage, knocking the teeth out of a guy that touched you too friendly for your liking made her become a regular
she prayed in her office everyday that some idiot for the Undercity would make a scene in Piltover so that she could report it to Vander
Grayson was daydreamed about you. having your full figure pressed against hers as you pointed at which drink you liked most on the menu
how beads of sweat rivered down your breasts after lifting new inventory
your dirty mouth as you cursed out customers that didn’t pay or Vander for not giving you a proper 15 minute break at rush hour
the way you squished her biceps and felt her muscles she worked hard to maintain as you greeted her
you never charged her for the drinks she got, but always found the same amount on the table when she left
you called her your “favorite enforcer” while giving her the finger. Grayson loved your fire
on countless occasions did she watch you fight of enforces that were violent to innocent bystanders. they were left bruised to the bone. whatever punishment that she had in mind was far to kind next to your bloody one
her fellow comrades feared you more than Vander in many ways. You were cruel to the strong and protective to the weak
making a name for yourself both in Piltover and The Lanes
when you first got acquainted you thoughtthat she was there for you
“In my defense your buddies got what was coming to them. I don’t especially like child beaters. And good thing that I only just broke a leg. And not a neck.”
“I’m not here for you. I have to speak with Vander.”
you were in love the first moment she took off her oxygen mask. and what a voice. a beautiful woman with bird like features. what you’ll do to be trapped in her claws…
you poured her a drink, leaning over the wide oak counter. pushing your breasts up. watching her eyes roam your skin
“Ohh — what a bummer. I would have loved to be dragged to Stillwater by such a lovely thing as yourself. You enforcers tend to be on the— What’s the word? Ah! Brutish side.”
“If it weren’t for your connections to Vander you would have been arrested by now. And if it wasn’t me, you’ll be right on your way to a life long sentence. But between you and me, we can always use more people to shallowout the bad apples.” she said taking a gulp of her drink. smiling at you with her lovely lips.
she introduced herself as Officer Grayson. shaking your hand with a gentle grip. what a powerful woman. and how you craved that
“I like you Officer Grayson. Let me get The Hound for you right quick.”
you saw that she was a decorated officer by the silver and gold on her uniform. Rifle secured on her back
you loved her uniform, constantly flirting with her by fixing her collar and stealing her enforcer hat
saying you like women in blue
“Tell me Sheriff, does its ever come off?”
you asked, now on your 5th drink. running your hands over Grayson’s jacket. playing with the small medals she had hanging from it
“For you my dear, it will come off in a heartbeat.”
she is a romantic. waited months before even kissing you. you thought she didn’t take the hint with the constant flirting
Grayson just wanted to properly court you, giving you extra large tips and bringing gifts from top side as peace offerings
gifting you fresh roses in marble vases
dancing with you at the bar as love songs were playing
lifting you of the ground (which made you extremely horny) in order to spin you in her arms and dip you into a kiss.
but once all formalities were left aside you jumped her bones on a slow night. you closed The Drop early one evening when Vander was away on smuggling business
she this time came to scold you about the the guns you stole from the Kiramman’s trade ship.
“Do you know what have you done?! The guns you stole are worth more than money. It’s the skin on my back that is going to —“
you shut her up with a kiss. you knew about her connections. you just wanted an excuse for her to come down for YOU. not herself hiding behind a stupid purse snatching to come and speak to your boss as a buffer to get your attention
stripping her uniform of as you pushed her on a tableless booth. thanking Sevika for breaking the table when she landed on it amidst a gambling brawl
“You r-really know how to get out of trouble.”
having Grayson’s legs over your shoulders as you eat away at her cunt. Her hand on top of your head, shirt unbuttoned. Moaning as you lapped her clit. Each breast in one of your palms
Grayson’s head hitting the wall behind the plush leather cushions. a glass of whiskey on the other hand
legs intertwined and cunts touching. rocking against your bodies until your clits throbbed. gasping for air between kisses. cumming on each other’s sex
Grayson wanted to get you out of The Lanes as soon as possible. out of the violence and toxicity
even though you were a beacon of light. caring for the children of the streets and a shoulder to cry on when the hardness of the underground was too much to bare
calls you darling, love, angel, dove
you make fun of her cigarette mom voice
Grayson is a big gift giver, she is the head of the enforcers and that means she makes big girl money
you can expect everything from clothing, jewelry, lavish spa days you name it
“For you, my love”
Grayson wrapped a gold and emerald necklace around your throat. you have never experienced such luxury before
you bagged yourself a sugar mommy
gave you a massive diamond ring when she proposed to you
you had a small wedding in The Last Drop. only very close friends were present. once the news got out that Grayson married a woman from the under city she was met with whisperers, and for a long time hesitation from other enforcers
Marcus was especially pissed that his commander was meddling with the undecity
but once he saw you bringing lunch to Grayson and extra for her subordinates he developed a FAT crush on you. Grayson has caught him more than once looking at your ass as you walked away
you laughed at Grayson’s poor excuse of hiding her jealousy. always touching and kissing her in front of her acquaintances to show your loyalty to her
even the council questioned her decision of your marriage. you were like oil and water to the outside world
“With no disrespect Councilors, but what happens in my bed doesn’t limit my ability to protect this city.”
Grayson once needed to pull you out of the councilors office because you may or may not have tried to choke Salo to death because of a comment he made against your lady
Mel developed respect for you. she occasionally invited you for tea and talked about social troubles between the two cities
If it wasn’t for you, then the new education and water systems wouldn’t have taken place in The Lanes. making life down there more livable
Grayson equally hates going to Piltovan social events as much as you do. but it’s part of her job to keep the rich socialites entertained
the only highlight of the event was going dress shopping with you. admiring your curves as you walked out in different gowns
she paid for every single one you liked
“You can always wear it for me at home, darling.” was her excuse
she looked ever so exquisite in the two piece suits. always color coordinated with your dress.
Grayson got bombarded by half assed praise for keeping the “trenchers” at bay. While you got ignorant questions about your uprising
you always found each other in outdoor balconies. Sipping on good champagne and looking at the shadows of Piltover
you eventually met little Caitlyn. An excellent shot and even more excellent character.
both of you trained under your wife in the art of gunmanship
Grayson taught you how to properly assemble, clean and shoot a rifle/guns
chest pressed against your back, both hand holding your gun filled ones. Staring at a blue and red bullseye. Fingers slowly descending to your abdomen, then hips.
“Now, dove, the only thing more important than a bullet is the gun in which it’s shot from. And for the gun, the only thing more important than its bullet is the purpose of which its fired.”
every solo training session end with one of you backed into a tree with your legs spread by the other
you’ve had sex in her office countless of times. Covering each other mouths while fingering your pussies.
her nose feels sooo good when you sit on her face. Grayson makes sure to grab your lower tummy fat as a form of restraint to keep you on her.
you definitely play cops and robbers. but roles reversed. You tie her up with her handcuffs in bed. naked with her enforcer hat on your head.
she has a home gym. you constantly drop in on her doing weight training and pull ups. watching her pull her shirt up to wipe off her face sweat, happy trail on her lower abs
she flexes her arms at you, you call her your sexy lady
loves seeing you in silk dress pajamas. the smooth shinny fabric hugging the crescents of your tummy and back
talked about having a family a few years before officially retiring, in which you’ll happy carry a child for her
Grayson definitely wants you to join the enforcers. you wanted to slap the shit out of her when she asked. but instead you laughed at her face, believing it was a joke.
it wasn’t. she left the acceptance letter and badge on the coffee table. telling you to think about it. how the department needed more people like you. that she couldn’t handle it all herself without you
“What threat did you use to get me in, Gray?” you drank your coffee. now bitter to taste
“Only that my Kiramman friends will pull their funding.”
“And?”
“That I’ll break off the peace with The Hound.”
and with the love and admiration they had for her, you certainly believe it
but the Vander one? not a chance. he would rather die than break a trust such as this
the night Grayson told you that she was going to make an arrest for the Jayce Talis case you made up your mind.
even if the uniform made your soul itch it was a better choice than doing nothing
you planned on telling her in the morning while having coffee before her shift
now you just stood there, looking at your wife’s white marble bust. at her funeral as her body was being lowered underground
white roses covering her still and cold flesh
little Caitlyn crying on your shoulder, while Marcus didn’t even look at you in the eyes the whole ceremony
you really were starting to believe that the place you once called home was a hell hole
and oh how you wanted it to be burned to the ground
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── ⟡ ˙ synopsis: you and sevika became friends after she helped you to heal the wing that she accidentally hurt. now you’re both attracted to each other, and you’d decided to take the initiative. ✶ ̟
── ⟡ ˙ cw: werewolf!sevika, fairy!reader, pwp, clit fucking, bigclit!sevika, cunnilingus, size kink, sevika has both arms here. ✶ ̟
part one. this part two is just the smut sequence, so if you want some general context go to part one.
after sevika’s question, you fell silent for a few seconds, your sluggish post-sex brain slowly processing the werewolf’s depraved inquiry.
it was an interesting thought… at her massive size, sevika’s long, skillful tongue had already worked wonders inside you, so it would certainly do the same and even better if you were at your natural size. besides, there were... other things you could try out. the mere thoughts flooding your mind were enough to make your pussy clench; you could feel a drop sliding from your hole down to your thighs.
gods, had her endless libido been transferred to you?
“so?”
“so… i think that’s a good idea.”
“really?”
“excellent, actually.” you pushed yourself up off her chest, resting on your forearms. you almost laughed at the way her eyes lit up, but held it back. “hang on.”
you closed your eyes, letting out a soft sigh as the same glow that had enveloped you earlier returned. it washed over your entire body once more, making sevika’s gray eyes shine even brighter at the phenomenon unfolding before her. when your form stopped glowing, you were back to your natural fairy size, sitting on the werewolf’s chest.
you barely gave her a chance to speak, feeling—somewhat embarrassingly—the steady pulse down below. well, it was her own fault for planting such a tempting idea in your mind.
you flew up to her face, biting your lip as you looked down at her.
“slowly...”
“slowly.”
with a slowness that belied the eagerness you felt to begin, you lowered yourself toward her mouth.
sevika swallowed and settled deeper into the sheets, parting her lips to let the tip of her tongue peek out. once your body was close enough, she used one hand to support your back, careful with the pressure applied to your wings.
you used her for support and finally lowered yourself onto her tongue. the initial contact with her tongue—hot, wet, and soft, yet massive compared to your shrunken pussy—made you jump slightly; a glistening strand connecting you two already there. she pressed you back against herself, using the tip of her tongue to stimulate you from the outside, licking from your opening up to your tiny, but swollen clit.
you settled more firmly against her, eyes squeezed shut, already moaning at the heightened sensation, then began to rub back and forth against that texture and wetness.
“s–sevika—ah! nngh…!” your body shuddered, and you pressed your back harder against her palm as you felt her tongue begin to slide inside.
it was strange, strangely, incredibly good. her tongue was huge, so from the outside, it should have been difficult for it to fit into your tight opening, but you were so wet and open, and the tongue itself was so soft and slick, that it slid in with wonderful ease, making you moan louder and louder as it pushed deeper and deeper.
she let out a heavy breath, mesmerized by the close-up view of your undone expression and trembling body, and delighted by how easily she fit inside, by the taste of you, and by the sheer amount of fluid you were releasing.
sevika began a back and forth motion while you moved up and down, working in sync to reach your climax. a low cry escaped you as she thrust her tongue inside and focused on moving it deep within, swirling, thrusting, and driving the tip all the way to the back.
you were shaking, riding her tongue relentlessly, grateful for the support of her hand. otherwise, you would have fallen backward.
with a few more deep, precise movements from sevika and from your own hips, your breath hitched, and your legs locked in place. you came with a long, breathless moan, feeling your pussy clench in strong spasms around her tongue.
she carefully pulled away, letting out a soft, amused huff as she saw another strand connecting you—this one thick and white with your mingled fluids. sevika tasted her tongue, moaning softly at the flavor while you lay back against her hand, taking deep breaths.
“you okay there, little fairy?”
“yeah... yeah... just let me calm down, please.”
“yes, ma’am.”
you both fell silent for a few moments. you lay in her hand with your eyes still closed, finally steadying your breathing.
she admired you quietly, unable to tear her gaze away from your beautiful, relaxed form. she thought about the two of you. incredibly satisfied, yet still a bit surprised by how quickly you both had finally broken through the tension that had been building between you. the sensation of her large hands gripping your soft, lush skin still tingled in her palms, making her swallow hard at the anticipation of it happening again.
well, who could blame her? the libido of a being who harbors such immense energy just to stay alive and strong is unreal.
in any case, she would let you rest; her werewolf battery worked differently than yours, so it would still take her a while to actually fall asleep if she wanted to... but she hadn’t counted on you having other plans.
“sevika.”
“yeah?”
“...are you still aroused?”
“pfft. i just fucked you with my tongue. what do you think?” you narrowed your eyes and rolled them, a small smile playing on your lips. “why do you ask?”
“well, it’s just...” sevika arched an eyebrow, waiting patiently and curiously for the answer. “i want to do one last thing.”
“hmm. ‘kay, tell me.”
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“f—fuck!” sevika groaned loudly, gripping the sheets beneath her tightly, restraining herself from any sudden movements that might send you flying—it would have been quite tragic if it weren’t so comical.
you were still in your fairy form, but instead of being at her face, you were now positioned against her clit. fuck, it was insane. only the tip and a small portion of her exposed length were fully buried in you, yet your movements were enough to drive both of you wild, especially with the way your small clit rubbed against her big one.
you were riding a werewolf’s clit… a possibility that had never, in your entire life, crossed your mind. but then again, who were you to deny such an incredible sensation?
sevika felt the same way, even if she couldn’t put it into words at the moment. the heat of your tight pussy against her pulsing clit was just as mind-blowing as it had been an hour ago, but the contrast in your sizes—and the determined way you took everything—made it all the more intense.
even if the two of you pass out from exhaustion afterward, it still would have been worth it; and fortunately, this was just the first day of a loooong life you would share side by side.
cw: face slap, heavy degradation kink but also praise kink because she likes to fuck with you like that, orgasm denial, spit kink, mommy kink. all consensual!
dombottom!sevika x subtop!reader where you want to pleasure sevika in other ways but lack experience with straps, so sevika takes advantage of that.
you put on a strap, one of the thickest, longest ones, and sevika ties your wrists and ankles so she can ride you relentlessly while humiliating you. she’s so wet, receptive, fucking dripping while going up and down on your dick, but you can’t move, can’t hold and squeeze her teasing hips, can’t do much with your own hips either, so you just turn into a sobbing, pathetic mess below her.
sevika chuckles darkly, one hand cupping your face damp with tears and sweat. “what is it? why is my little fuck toy whining? thought she was better than this.”
“s–sev..please let me–let me touch you! please!” right after the pleas left your mouth, her hand went down on your face.
a smacking sound echoing in the dark room. you pathetically moaned at the action, desperately trying to thrust. she let out another dark chuckle at your freakiness.
“god, you’re such a slut.” she held your face again, holding your chin, stopping the riding for an instant. “you think you have the right to touch me? you can’t even use a strap properly. see this? i need to do all the work because you’re too stupid to do it by yourself. isn’t that true?”
her condescending tone accompanied by a particularly forceful, sudden thrust of her hips that made her breath hitch at the toy’s depth and made you whimper at the pressure against your clit brought tears back again to your eyes. you fought to keep them from falling, feeling even more pathetic for being on the verge of orgasm thanks to her harsh words.
“my poor doll, was mommy too harsh on you?” despite her gentle tone, she slid two fingers into your mouth. you sucked them immediately. “good girl. maybe you’re not too dumb.”
she applied a bit of downward pressure on your tongue, a silent command to open your mouth. then, she gathered saliva and spat it into your mouth, withdrawing her fingers so you would close and swallow. as soon as she saw your throat move with the swallow, she returned to her starting position and resumed bouncing on your strap. strongly, faster, insatiable.
sevika’s moans and grunts were back. a perfect melody to your ears and a perfect vision for your needy mind.
“keep your mouth shut and maybe...ah..maybe i will let you cum tonight.”
alright, so, reader is visually impaired, needing a lot of focus to guide herself despite being able to see blurry silhouettes. anyway, reader has a crush on Sevika, but never really had the courage to say anything at first, neither did she know how often Sevika shows up at the last drop so she would stare a little too much when she did. In order to talk to Sevika without interrupting her card games, she decided to reach out to her outside, but all the staring and unintentional lurking made Sevika think she was being followed, she drags reader to an alley or something to confront her about it, but things get violent because reader can't fucking see and resists thinking it's a robber or something, and when she does recognize Sevika's voice, reader has the nerve to flirt despite having the woman pinning her down, maybe reader even finds the situation amusing, knowing someone in Sevika's position probably deals with a lot of enemies, and it's a shame that the first time they talked reader got a broken nose
“ugh, where’d you go now?” you murmured softly to no one in particular, squinting in the direction you’d been trying to focus on earlier.
you’d been watching her since you arrived at the bar, trying your best to get a good look at her beautiful face, one you never really had the chance to see up close, though you knew it well, just like her voice and her frame. but now she was gone, and you could no longer admire her discreetly. though, to be fair, staring at someone while squinting to catch a glimpse, doing a terrible job of being subtle, wasn’t exactly discreet.
anyway, she was right there, and now she wasn’t. you could have gone over to talk to her, but interrupt what was apparently one of her few moments of downtime? not a chance.
with a defeated, disappointed sigh, you turned your attention back to your food and drink, thinking you’d finish up and head home before it got too late. until…
“sevika! leaving already?”
“damn! she’s still here!” you thought, jerking your head up so fast and hard that the back of your neck ached.
squinting, you managed to spot her at the bar’s double-door entrance, ignoring whoever had called out to her. that was your chance. she’d be alone, with no one to interrupt, and likely doing nothing important other than heading home, meaning some downtime without the risk of someone pulling her away from her leisure.
you stood up quickly, tossing coins onto the table, abandoning the rest of your food there. you walked as fast as your limited vision allowed, steadying yourself against empty chairs and walls, excusing yourself to anyone who happened to be in your path, occasionally ignoring the surly grumbles of those who wouldn’t move at all or those who did so grudgingly. assholes.
once outside, however, you found yourself at a loss, because she wasn’t there. you tried to see as much as you could in the dark, lit only by neon signs and dim lights, but found nothing.
“you gotta be kidding me.” just when you finally get the chance to speak to her, she simply vanishes in the blink of an eye? it must be your lucky day!
you let out a huff of frustration and gave up. it was best to just go home. you’d take the route you knew by heart, careful not to bump into anyone along the way. that was the plan, taking the quickest, simplest path, so you could lie in bed and wallow pathetically in the fact that you’d failed to talk to her yet again.
but you certainly didn’t expect to be interrupted.
as you passed an alley—the same one you walked by every day—someone grabbed you by the shoulders. the force, precision, and speed of the movement were staggering; you had no time to react or even think of a way to escape. within seconds, you were being violently pinned against a concrete wall. your mind raced along with your heart, and your first instinct was to fight back. you weren’t going to wait and see if this person would show mercy or give you a chance to speak. you couldn't risk dying, not there, not like this.
a hand—strangely cold and hard—clamped around your throat while another forearm pressed against your chest. in desperate move, you tried to strike the person in the face, but it was futile. however, your leg reacted too, and your knee slammed into their abdomen.
it didn’t seem to have much effect, but it was enough to make the person retaliate; a low growl could be heard. you felt a hard impact against your face and were immediately pinned down, feeling the stranger’s weight holding you against the ground.
“fuck! let me go!” you exclaimed, your eyes squeezed shut from the impact. the pain from your broken nose and the heavy body pressing down on you was rapidly intensifying, but that was the least of your worries; the sound of a blade being drawn rang out dangerously close to your face.
“stupid rat. think you can stare me down, try to follow me, and still walk away unscathed?”
“what?! i didn’t—ah…”
you were about to defend yourself, confused by the baseless accusation, but… that voice. it couldn’t be. could it? it sounded too familiar. you had to risk it.
“s–sevika?” you asked, slowly opening your eyes.
“don’t play with me.”
“it’s really you…” sevika froze for a second upon hearing your tone shift from defensive and alarmed to genuinely surprised. moreover, the smile forming on your face didn’t look like a sneer or a threat; you looked truly happy and somewhat impressed to run into her. but she wasn’t going to fall for it. a low sound of indignation escaped her, and she pinned you harder against the ground.
“tell me what the hell you wanted staring at me like that, and maybe i’ll let you leave here alive.”
“staring? oh, shit… no!” you laughed. a genuine laugh, and now she didn’t know whether to be impressed or even more annoyed by your audacity. “i wasn’t staring. well, i was, but not the way you think.”
“what…”
“i don’t see well. i can barely see at all, actually, so i have to squint if i wanna see something.” you narrowed your eyes as you spoke, giving her a live demonstration.
sevika felt an unfamiliar wave of shame in her chest, torn between feeling sheepish for having punched and pinned down someone who could barely defend themselves, and validating her own actions since she didn’t know the truth, so it hadn’t been wrong to assume she was being sized up with bad intentions.
after all, she had to deal with plenty of people who wanted her dead. you knew that—anyone in the undercity did—so you didn’t feel the slightest bit of irritation over the whole thing. maybe just a little about the broken nose.
“and what i’m seeing now…” you managed to see a bit better thanks to your proximity and the reflecting lights. you could finally see her face more clearly, and in that moment, you realized she was still the object of your attention and desire. “it’s beautiful. you’re even more beautiful up close, you know that?”
if sevika had hated feeling ashamed before, this took it to a whole new level. her eyes widened, caught off guard, she was left speechless. you, a stranger who had met her under terrible circumstances, at a moment when she had fully intended to kill you, were making silco’s right-hand blush.
“umm… my nose really hurts, i need to take care of it. so… are you going to get off me so i can ask you out properly, or are you going to finish breaking my face?”
now she wanted to kill herself for having liked your courage and boldness. also, now that she was looking closely, without the shadow of survival distracting her.. you’re actually really pretty.
uhh is this because of the werewolf sevika and fairy reader post? y’know, at least if reader was infantilized in the story i’d listen to you, but just because of a size kink? not even gonna argue with that. vai tomar no cu ❤️
── ⟡ ˙ synopsis: you and sevika became friends after she helped you to heal the wing that she accidentally hurt. now you’re both attracted to each other, and you’d decided to take the initiative. ✶ ̟
── ⟡ ˙ cw: werewolf!sevika, fairy!reader, pwp, clit fucking, bigclit!sevika, fisting (s receiving), cunnilingus, squirting, tribbing, switch!sevika, switch!reader, size kink, sevika has both arms here. ✶ ̟
part two. ✶
the gentle glow of the afternoon sun illuminated the mossy ground, casting soft beams of light through the canopy of tall trees that filled the forest. and it was in one of those trees that you were.
magically shrunk down to your tiny fairy form, wearing a dress you’d crafted yourself from sturdy leaves, cotton, and a few human trinkets secretly swiped from their village, you were gathering small red berries and placing them into a little basket.
suddenly, a large shadow loomed over you, darkening the area around you. instead of getting frightened, you sighed and rolled your eyes as you felt warm breath against your back.
“sevika, you don’t scare me anymore. it’s useless.”
she let out an annoyed huff and a click of tongue, abandoning the pose she had intended to use to startle you.
“i liked you better when i could scare you at any moment.”
you couldn’t help the small, sided smile playing on your lips.
once you finished gathering the fruit, you turned toward her, fluttering your translucent wings to land on the tip of the branch and settle there, facing sevika directly.
sevika was a magnificent specimen of a woman. standing an impressive 2.60 meters tall, she possessed a goddess physique mostly covered in sleek, wavy dark brown fur, piercing gray eyes, long claws, and heightened senses far beyond those of any an ordinary human, not to mention the beautiful, terrifying, and deadly fangs in her mouth.
to anyone else, she would have seemed a threat at first glance, but anyone lucky enough to survive an encounter with her during a full moon would realize she wasn’t bad at all. not even close, actually. despite her usually withdrawn and gruff demeanor, she was cool. quiet, yet she spoke when necessary. territorial and protective, but gentle when the moment called for it. no wonder she had looked after you when she’d accidentally nearly crushed you while chasing illegal hunters through the forest, helping you recover from a damaged wing. now, you were friends. even if she take a long time to admit it.
sevika sat down, her bare back resting against the trunk of the tree you were in, and you watched her from your branch.
she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, simply enjoying the calm afternoon breeze. rhe rise and fall of her breathing made her bare breasts—the left one bearing visible, old scars—move slowly, and you swallowed hard at the sight.
it wasn’t that nudity was anything new to magical creatures like you, but there was something about gazing at her body that went beyond the chaste admiration you felt when seeing other beings that way.
your wings beat, slowly lowering you to the ground. you set the basket down and flew over to her, settling onto her thigh; you quickly and with practiced ease looked away when you realized just how close you were to her groin. sevika opened one eye and gazed at your bare back, watching your raised wings.
“is everything okay?” the werewolf asked cautiously.
“yeah. why wouldn’t it be?” you replied, somewhat distracted, your gaze fixed on a random flower.
“don’t know. it’s just that you usually talk more when we meet up.”
at that, you let out a low chuckle from deep in your throat, raising both eyebrows in a smug, teasing expression as you turned to look her straight in the eye.
“mm, do you miss me so much that you can’t stand not hearing my voice, is that it?”
sevika’s expression shifted from slight concern to scorn in seconds. the werewolf scoffed and glanced away toward the trees, shaking her head in disapproval.
“you’re insufferable. did you know that?”
you simply hummed softly in response—a sound of satisfaction characteristic of fairies—and turned your gaze forward again, missing the moment sevika took the chance to look at your back once more.
the truth was, she hadn’t been able to take her eyes off you for a while now. she was drawn to you, and the embarrassment burned hot in her chest when she realized it, weeks ago.
damn it, you were a fairy barely a foot tall, living your life happily and undisturbed long before she ever showed up. why would you ever reciprocate the sexual attraction (it was something more than that, though she certainly wouldn’t admit it even to herself) felt by a creature larger than anything ever seen before, covered in battle scars and deemed aggressive by everyone else? ridiculous.
“sevika.” your voice snapped her out of her thoughts instantly.
luckily, you hadn’t turned around before speaking, so she had a moment to stop staring at your back.
“what is it now?”
“have you ever slept with anyone?”
what the hell was that.
“...excuse me?”
you swallowed hard and cleared your throat, feeling your face heat up, your heart pounding wildly, and your wings fluttering slightly with anxiety. but you weren’t going to back down.
if you had looked, you would have seen how flushed her cheeks were and the adorable way she couldn’t quite close her mouth, stunned by the question.
“i asked if you’ve ever had sex with anyone,” you repeated, already losing patience.
“okay, okay. i got it the first time. was just... shocked. but yeah, i’ve slept with some people.” silence. “haven’t you?”
“yes,” you replied. too quickly. “and... were they, like, your size? the creatures you were with.”
she paused to think about it, recalling the partners she’d found to help ease the pain of her rut since that was the only time she sought the warmth of another woman.
“well, mostly. i’ve been with other werewolves, a really tall vampire, a gargoyle—”
“you’ve been with a gargoyle?!”
your voice came out loud and shocked; you turned fully to face her, eyes wide and wings flared. sevika let out a chuckle.
“yeah, she was just passing through and we hooked up. she was huge. i’m not exaggerating! i honestly don’t know how i survived that woman…”
you nodded slightly, shock fading as you returned to the core of your question. you bit the inside of your cheek, thoughtful.
“so you have a type, then? someone your size or bigger.”
“mmm, i guess you could say that. but i wouldn’t mind experimenting with smaller creatures.”
“how much smaller?”
sevika stared straight at you now, eye to eye. you maintained a determined expression—clearly forcing yourself not to look away or shy away from the topic—while your heart pounded so hard it was almost alarming.
she watched you, one eyebrow slightly raised and her eyes fixed on you in a mix of mild confusion and sudden realization. she called your name, and that alone was enough to send shivers down your spine.
“whatndo you want with this?”
with a soft sigh, you remained silent but moved to stand on her thigh, using your hands to start slipping off your dress. sevika’s eyes went wide, and she nearly froze in place.
“what are you—”
as soon as you were naked, you barely gave her time to process it before your body was enveloped in a soft, yellowish glow. it lasted a few seconds, until your form began to grow and grow. sevika remained still in the face of the magic, surprised but not frightened, making no move to get up before seeing everything.
when the glow faded, her breath hitched audibly.
you were still you, just much bigger now, though “much bigger” is a bit of an understatement; you were still real short compared to her, but at least you were the height of an average human or some other creature out there. your entire body had adapted to this size, making it perfect for sitting on her lap and holding onto her shoulders.
sevika let out a long, impressed whistle, her gaze traveling from your face down to your feet without a hint of shame. you held her gaze, even though you wanted to bury yourself in the nearest hole. perhaps in her hole.
“didn’t know you could do that.”
“there are a lot of things you don’t know about me.”
“oh really? mind showing me?”
sevika placed her hand on your waist, giving it a light squeeze and a gentle tug to pull you closer. you didn’t resist or hesitate, even though the movement caused your bare pussy to drag against her thigh, making you let out a faint gasp.
she arched an eyebrow, and a smug smile played across her pretty face, making you frown.
ignoring your indignant look, sevika let her eyes roam over your body again, this time shamelessly focusing exactly where she wanted to look. her gaze lingered on your breasts for a few seconds, watching them rise and fall slowly with your steady breathing. then, her eyes traveled down to your intimate area. fully covered in curly hair, annuntrimmed bush, though still smaller than the mess she sported herself. there was also a happy trail leading up to your navel. cute.
you pressed your legs together slightly, unsure if it was out of arousal or an attempt to shield yourself from her gaze.
“so, little fairy, how long have you been thinking so much about who i sleep with? hmm?” sevika whispered as she leaned close to your ear, trailing a lick from the curve of your neck up to the back of your pointed ear. your next breath came out shaky, and you gripped her shoulder, trying to steady yourself.
but you weren’t going to let her get the upper hand, absolutely not.
“ever since i noticed the way you stare at my ass when my dress rides up,” you shot back, turning your head just enough to look her in the eye.
sevika’s grayish eyes widened for a moment before a satisfied laugh escaped her, revealing her sharp fangs.
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sevika took you to her cabin, a safe haven she had built in the woods. far enough away from humans and the routes hunters usually took. hidden enough to ensure peace and privacy whenever she wanted, yet comfortable and airy enough to avoid feeling stifled.
now, you were lying on the heap of stolen human mattress meant to serve as a bed; it was comfortable enough to act as one.
the werewolf loomed over you. her massive, muscular frame contrasting sharply with your smaller body. you probably could cum just from your size difference, her huge body sending electric shocks to your core. and she was kissing you with such voracity and intensity that you were left breathless within seconds, though you were never the one to break the contact.
her large hands gripped your waist and hips possessively, while yours held tight to her shoulders. one of her legs slid between yours, pressing firmly against you. your body gave a slight jolt at the sudden contact, but as you settled into it, you shamelessly began to grind against her, moving up and down with calculated force to feel the slow friction; her thigh quickly soaked with your wetness.
“you’re so wet already.” she murmured against your mouth, her breathing already growing heavy.
“sevika…” you moaned, closing your eyes and focusing on movements that applied more pressure to your clitoris.
“c’mere.” she interrupted your movements, pulling you over with ease and shifting you slightly to the side.
sevika lay down in your spot, settling in before pulling you back, this time positioning you on top of her. it was both arousing and intimidating how effortlessly she could move you around.
you looked down at her, breathing heavily. your brows furrowed slightly when you noticed she still wore that smug look on her face.
“what?”
“nothing. i just like seeing how desperate you are for me.”
you scoffed, but a faint, subtle smile played on your lips. that idiot still knew exactly how to get under your skin.
“shut up.”
“why don’t you come shut me up? got anything that’ll keep my mouth busy?”
you bit your lower lip at this, letting out a slow breath before finally moving. in an instant, your soaked pussy was hovering right over her face. sevika swore she felt dizzy as she inhaled sharply, catching your scent. so close, so ready, and so open for her. a sticky drop even dripped right onto her lips, a testament to just how aroused you were.
“well? aren’t you going to—ah!” your complaints vanished the moment sevika’s broad tongue slowly licked the entire length of your pussy, pausing to swirl firmly around your clit before she locked her mouth perfectly onto you and sucked hard.
you writhed above her, desperate to hold onto something and try to channel the sensations her darting tongue was provoking. all you had were the wooden wall in front of you and her hair, which you gripped with strength far beyond what was normal for your species.
she spent a few more agonizing minutes sucking and licking you, both of you never breaking eye contact. your eyes refused to close, despite the dizzying pleasure radiating from your core.
but, of course, she wasn’t about to stop there.
sevika lifted you slightly, barely an inch, just enough to stretch her tongue out. when she brought you back down, your eyes rolled back and you squeezed them shut as her wet, restless tongue slid into your hole.
your pussy clenched instantly, making sevika groan against you as she felt the pressure. your hips began to move in sync; you rode her face while she tried to bury herself as deep inside you as possible, moving her tongue with precision.
“s—sevika… oh, i… fuck, you—right there! right there!”
you could barely string a single sentence together, and knowing she was eliciting that reaction from you made sevika realize just how much she herself was leaking. how much her own pussy ached in anticipation.
kept her thrusts focused on the spot you’d indicated, holding you steady as your legs began to tremble violently, your body started to jerk and spasm, and your wings fluttered frantically. within seconds, you arched your back and clamped your legs tightly around her head, unable to even catch your breath as you came hard in her mouth.
sevika pressed harder with her hands to pry your legs open, not so she could breathe better, though she was likely close to getting lightheaded from the lack of air—honestly, passing out while being smothered by your legs and pussy wouldn’t have been the worst way to go—but to snap you back to reality so you’d breathe again.
“hey, little fairy. breathe.” one of her hands moved up to cup your face and draw your attention, and it worked.
you released the breath you’d been holding at the height of your orgasm, gasping sharply to steady yourself.
once you regained your composure, your eyes slowly opened; your vision was slightly blurred from the tears that had welled up while your eyelids were squeezed shut.
“you okay?” she asked, her voice a little deeper than usual.
“yeah… yeah, i am.” you let out a long, breathless laugh. “you’re actually pretty good at this.”
sevika rolled her eyes and smiled, holding back a retort to your teasing when she saw the way you were looking at her now.
there was still so much lust and energy in your gaze that, for a split second, sevika felt like she was the prey this time.
“what are you planning?”
you didn’t answer with words; instead, you moved lower, slowly at first, as your legs were still heavy and trembling from the climax, but fully determined in your intent. sevika swallowed hard and moved with you, shifting into a seated position against the wall and keeping her shapely legs spread open.
the sight before you made her salivate like no one else ever had.
sevika’s pussy was absolutely drenched. her hole clenched around empty, her huge clit was fully exposed, twitching.
“holy shit, you’re so beautiful,” you murmured, practically in awe of her.
sevika would have loved to pretend she didn’t feel shy and even more aroused by the compliment, by the look in your shining eyes and your parted lips, but it was hard to hide the flush rising in her cheeks and the way her pussy involuntarily clenched tighter this time.
you settled in closer to her, and shedding any remaining shyness, reached a hand toward her pussy. your fingers grazed her clitoris from top to bottom, the mere contact making the werewolf shiver slightly. your hand continued downward until it reached her pulsing entrance.
trying to regain some of her confident demeanor, sevika let out a soft, teasing laugh.
“what are you going to do with those little fingers?”
“who said i’m only going to use my fingers?”
her eyes widened slightly.
“what?”
you just smiled back, ignoring her uncertainty as you lowered yourself. sevika’s gaze lingered on your arched ass for a moment before she was snapped back to reality, letting out a surprised moan as you licked her clit.
you closed your mouth around the nub and you sucked hard, keeping your lips sealed around it while running your tongue over it. lower down, your hand circled her pulsing entrance.
sevika called your name amidst low growls and gasps; her self-control was already slipping as she moved her hips, trying to press her clit deeper into your mouth and guide your hand to exactly where she needed it the most. sensing her urgency, you pulled away from her clit, catching a glimpse of the thin strand of saliva and her own juices connecting your tongue to her nub for a split second before it snapped.
“i’m coming in…” you hummed, shaping your hand into a cone and pushing inside her.
sevika groaned, eyes squeezing shut as she felt your hand slide inside. she furrowed her brows at the delicious, relentless intrusion as you pushed deeper, moving past your wrist.
she was so aroused and receptive that you slipped in easily. you paused halfway up your forearm, giving her slick insides a moment to adjust.
“is this good?”
“it’s perfect, little fairy…” you smiled with satisfaction, admiring her look of intense concentration, and then began to move your arm still slowly, sliding out to the wrist and back in to the middle of your forearm, rotating your arm.
sevika gripped the mattress beneath tightly, groaning through gritted teeth as small yet powerful tremors of pleasure rippled through her body.
the way your arm rubbed against deep, sensitive spots with a staggering contrast of gentleness and firmness left her completely lost.
“k–keep going…” was all she managed to whisper, and you certainly weren’t about to disobey.
you kept up a steady pace, and that seemed to be enough for sevika, who cared only about how deep you were and which spots you were hitting. whenever your hand or arm brushed a specific area that made her arch her back and moan, you’d focus on it again, biting your lower lip as you watched her eyes roll back before squeezing shut.
when she started thrashing, babbling incoherently, and growling more than moaning, you leaned in to lick the tip of her hard nipple without stopping the thrusting motion of your arm, almost laughing when she choked on her own saliva.
her legs trembled, and you could see the muscles tensing hard, just as you felt her pussy clamping down on your arm. the force of the contractions made it feel like she was sucking you right inside.
once she relaxed, letting out a shaky, slightly weary sigh, you carefully withdrew your arm. she just gave a faint shiver. your arm was drenched, completely slick and coated in her fluids.
“hey.” her rusky voice snapped you out of your trance. “still have energy for another round?”
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and that was how you found yourself: face down, ass up, using your own hands to spread yourself as wide as you could for her.
kneeling behind you, sevika thrust slowly against you with her own clit, fighting hard not to tremble every time she slid into your dripping heat.
neither of you could speak for a while, especially after sevika had spread your legs wider than ever, rubbing your clits together until you were both on the brink of a powerful orgasm, only to stop abruptly seconds before finally letting go.
you accidentally let go of your grip, bracing your hands on the sheets, but that wasn’t a problem for her; she let out a low growl and held you open herself, spreading you as wide as she could—enough to avoid hurting you, and enough to keep thrusting.
“feels so good… shit…” she growled, thrusting faster and trying to drive herself as deep as possible as she felt the orgasm again.
you could only moan and call her name, pressing yourself against her, drooling as you felt her clit throbbing inside you.
“i—i’m cumming—i’m… fucking… cumming! ah!”
“yeah—cum with me, little fairy.”
after four more thrusts from sevika, you both came at the same time, pressing hard against each other.
sevika rested her forehead on your sweaty back, whimpering as she rubbed against you even in the throes of orgasm, which resulted in a rapid, frenzied overstimulation. she couldn’t stop even if she wanted to. not with your warm pussy against her, your smaller body trembling, and the sound of your shaky gasps filling the air.
she squirted right after, a powerful jet leaving a huge stain on the sheets beneath you, followed by smaller, uncontrolled spurts that left wet trails behind.
and finally, you were both done. truly done. there was no energy left for another round or any other ideas.
sevika traced a path of wet kisses from your back up to the nape of your neck, where she gave a light nip with her sharp fangs, making your breath hitch.
within minutes, you were lying comfortably on top of her, both with eyes closed and breathing steady and calm, feeling the familiar, comforting warmth of each other’s naked, exhausted bodies.
“never thought a fairy knew how to fuck so well.”
“like i said, there are a lot of things you don’t know about me. fleabag.”
sevika gave your ass a warning smack for the new insulting nickname. it stung, but it didn't work; you just laughed and snuggled closer to her, causing her to immediately let go of her mild annoyance.
after a few seconds of peace and quiet, just when you thought you were about to drift into a deep, well-deserved sleep, she spoke again.
“hey.”
“hm?“
“do you think i could fuck you with my tongue if you were in your fairy size?”
this werewolf would be the death of you really soon. and you couldn’t imagine a better way to die.
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