✧。˚ ⋆ hi everyone, my name is lisa (she/her) ! i welcome you to this page where i hope you'll find some works that you'd like. also, as a lesbian, the writings i'll share here will only be lesbian/sapphic stories and fictions, no exception.
✧。˚ ⋆ the majority of the writings will be about the women in the last of us and arcane.
✧。˚ ⋆ also, english isn’t my first language and i apologize for any grammatical errors i may make, and of course any corrective remarks being welcome.
✧。˚ ⋆ finally, this account contains stories with explicit sexual and language content, therefore, anyone under the age of 16 is strictly prohibited here.
sevika comes back to you exhausted and injured from her usual risky duty while you prepared tonight’s dinner.
not letting her slide away from your healing hands, you take care of her in the sweetest way you knew.
this story contains no warning content ; blurb, 653 words.
As you cleaned the dirty knife from the vegetables you'd just cut, the sudden sound of the door opening quickly made you jump and stop your movements. Sevika's tall figure burst into the house, her heavy footsteps slamming on the hardwood floor and the door slamming once again again as she closed it behind her.
"God- Love, are you alright ?" the words came out of your mouth in fear. As usual, she didn't answer you and didn't even try to look at you, she was avoiding your gaze, again. Even if you should be used to seeing your girlfriend come home in this state, your heart was still beating so fast and, ashamed, Sevika didn't dare make an eye contact knowing what you were going to say.
"Vika, don't move." you tried to be gentle despite the strict order you gave her. Throwing the cutlery you had in hand in the sink, you ran towards her, throwing yourself on her by placing one of your arms around her waist and the other grabbing her arm which you slung over your shoulder while you escorted her to the sofa in your living room.
Making her sit down delicately despite her weight causing the sofa to sag suddenly, you resumed your run towards your bathroom grabbing your medical kit. When you came back to the living room, her face was still down and her eyes were barely open, obviously the result of her fatigue mixed with her pain. "Love ?" you whispered, holding her chin with your fingers and making her raise her head.
Every time her eyes pierced yours, your heart skipped a beat, and being able to read what they were saying to you right now made you bite your lower lip, holding back a sob. "Close your eyes. Breathe. Please" you plead, starting to apply the alcohol filled cotton ball to the new scratches on her face. You saw her take deep breaths, her hand coming to rest on the back of your knee, and you spent a good part of the evening like this.
"I didn't mean to scare you." Sevika ended up breaking the soothing silence that had settled. "I know, but it's not the door I'm worried about." you answered, making her quietly chuckle. "I am not going to repeat the same monologue. I just-" you stopped, feeling her grip on the back of your knee giving you a gentle squeeze. "I just want you to be safe. Let me help you." you said in a trembling voice, her hand coming to wrap around yours on her cheek.
Kissing your knuckles, her arm came around your waist and pulled you closer to her, kissing you deeply, your hand resting above her head and stroking her scalp. "Come here." she then asked, tugging gently on your wrist at her side. Sitting beside her, her head fell heavily on your shoulder, her human hand on your thigh.
"I cooked something, are you hungry ?" your arm embracing her shoulder again, you swayed slowly from side to side, rocking her. "Smells good. In a minute." she hummed, eyes completely closed. With the slowness of her sentences and her weight totally crushed on you, you knew she wouldn't get up, but you didn't care at all. "Of course." you reassured her, massaging her shoulder causing her to let out a relaxed groan.
As you predicted, a few minutes after Sevika's soft snores filled the room. Slowly pulling away trying not to wake her, you placed your palm under her cheek bringing her head to the sofa before sneaking off to your shared bedroom. Coming back with two pillows and a blanket in your arms, you turned off the lights in the room and made the sofa the bed of tonight. Stripping her of most of her clothes, you covered her body with the blanket, placing a kiss on her forehead, snuggling close to her chest.
coming back from a long day among your patrol to the wlf base in seattle, you are counting every seconds you have left before finally hugging your girlfriend.
bumping into a lot more people than expected, many emotions filled your mind until abby's fingertips touch your skin and lead you to focus only on the sound of her voice.
this story contains explicit sexual content ; fic, 13.046 words.
Repositioning your bag on the back of your two shoulders, you came to slide your fists into your back exerting pressure on it, a sharp groan slipping from your lips as it cracked. Today had been a long day, you left before sunrise and returned shortly after sunset. You were hungry, but more than anything, you were thirsty, your water bottle emptied since this afternoon and the idea of gulping down the hundredth burrito of these months drying out your throat.
"Well everyone, thank you all for your good work today. We are counting on you to come back in the next few days with the same motivation, and don't forget to register the supplies that you have all been able to bring back individually." your patrol nodded, a quick 'yeah' coming out of your mouths. The vehicles moving away from you, you all headed for the entrance to the base. The daily work was finally over.
When you joined the WLF, you refused to join the armed side of the Seattle militant organization. It wasn’t because fear told you so, but because you didn't share the same vision about settling the disputes over the territory as Isaac does. From that moment on, you had entered your name in the list of patrols responsible for searching clear areas for anything useful back in the base. You were deeply satisfied with the items you found today, walking near what looked like an old daycare, you had managed to get your hands on many children's clothes, diapers, toys, and other items that had been visibly missing for the past few months.
"Hey Pat." you said softly to the man in charge of distributing the weapons of the WLF. "Hey. How was today ?" he replied with a nod. "We did walked in on a few Runners but, other than that, it was kind of quiet." you answered, a polite smile on your face. "Good to hear. Any good finds ?" you handed him your two pistols, nodding positively. "Guess I'm going to make some parents happy today." he let out a quick chuckle. "Even better. Have a good rest." he said while turning his back at you laying down your arms. "You too, Pat." you finished, walking towards the dinning hall.
After writing down all of your finds, you finally sat down on one of the benches in the huge room, a burrito in your hand, a heavy huff leaving your body. Elbows on the tables, you began to unroll your meal from the paper in which it was rolled up. "Thought you'd come say hello to me first, amiga." you heard whispered in your ear making you jump. "God, Manny ! Stop doing that." you laughed placing a hand on your chest. "Didn’t mean to scare you." he lied, a growing smirk on his face. "Yeah, you never do, pendejo." you joked, punching him gently in the rib.
Shortly after you started dating with Abby, Manny, her ride or die, became a very close friend. Before that, you only knew him by his name which you had already heard mentioned many times by women in the WLF on subjects that you sometimes wish you could erase from your memory. When you don't really know this character, he can seem irritating at first, always filled with sarcasm and never know when to stop joking around. But that must probably be one of the reasons the two of you became close so quickly, you were a bit like that too, very much less extroverted in return.
"Come take a seat, amigo." you offered him, your hand patting the free space of the bench you were sitting on. "Appreciate it sweetheart, but I just finished mine. I should rather go take a shower." he replied smiling at you. "Oh so you do take showers huh ?" Manny gently punched your shoulder as you chuckled. "Wait, are you seeing someone tonight ?" you asked, slightly frowning. "A gentleman never tells." he raised both hands in the air. "Mhm 'gentleman' my ass." you rolled your eyes.
Looking quickly around and behind Manny, you couldn't spot Abby among the crowd of people in the dinning hall. "Abby’s not with you ?" you asked concerned. "Nah, el amor de tu vida looks like she overdosed on those burritos. She headed directly to y’all bedroom. Well, according to her." he replied with a smirk on his face, his hand resting on your shoulder. "Right. Can't blame her." you concluded, trying to avoid his gaze now filled with innuendo. "Guess I wasn't the only one planning on taking a shower tonight, huh ?" Manny was patting you on the shoulder. "You really are unbearable, cabrón." you said looking exasperated while he looked like he was having the time of his life.
Taking your first bite of the taste you knew too well, you slapped his hand off your shoulder which earned you another laugh from him. "I like you too, amiga." he said softly. "Have a great night." he added, this time, surprisingly, without his familiar cocky tone. "Have a great one too, amigo." you returned his genuine comment, but still emphasizing on the 'great' part. You watched him walk away, smiling to yourself and shaking your head.
While you are eating, you realize that you gradually and definitively no longer had the feeling of seeing all those eyes pointed at you, only with a few exceptions. Abby is a big name in the WLF, the female symbol of strength, the strongest soldier among them, Isaac's greatest weapon, Abby was also a figure of the movement. When your relationship started, you two were quite reluctant to show yourselves to everyone, apart from the people who were close to you.
None of you doubt the strong bond you had, but indirectly announcing it to what seemed like the world to you was a huge deal for both of you. Everything happened naturally, each taking the time she needed so that the ease of being seen no longer poses a problem. It started with you two being openly inseparable, no matter where you went, Abby was your shadow, an inseparable pair. Then, Abby became more tactile, one of her hands always on you, whether it's on your shoulder that she would stroke with her thumb, or the palm of her hand that she delicately placed in the crook of your back to be able to tell you that she is following your steps.
One day, Abby decided she was ready to hold your hand in public and ever since, her fingers were always intertwined with yours, that is the day the stares started to get more and more insistent, as if their burning eyes were going to urge the two of you to walk up to the tables, hand in hand, shouting the official status of your relationship. You two felt that heavy pressure on you in any room you walked into, the loud whispers, the faces turning one after the other.
Manny had never bothered to stare back at the members of the WLF who allowed themselves to stare at you for too long, you had the opportunity to see him in action several times. You had heard him sigh curses under his breath, sometimes some in Spanish that you couldn't even understand. In those moments, you’d try to meet his gaze and you would give him a reassuring smile, he would take a deep breath and no longer pay attention to the surroundings, or at least he would act like it.
A few weeks after holding your hands, during a small event organized by a team of gardeners to celebrate the most abundant harvest of the year, Abby had grabbed your face between her hands and kissed you tenderly for the first time. It was obviously not your first kiss, far from it, but it was your first outside private walls. It happened so easily, so naturally, you couldn't help smiling that day there and notice the small smirk that Abby was wearing too.
It didn't happen during a specific moment. It was completely unexpected, and it was certainly what you liked the most about this one. When you asked Abby 'why ?', she simply replied, blushing, that 'you were really pretty when you smiled at her' and so she hadn't thought. She just did whatever popped into her head at that exact moment, not thinking about who might see you. Actually, it’s been a long time since Abby didn't care.
Following this event, everyone started to pay less attention to you. It seems that Abby's 'official declaration' was enough to satisfy the too pronounced taste of some to meddle in what does not concern them. Knowing that your relationship was now almost no longer the attraction of the residents lifted a weight off your shoulder. From now on, many were no longer interested about it and to your delight.
Finishing your snack, you would get up throwing the paper of it in a trash can on your way. Currently, you only had one idea and desire in mind and it was to finally be able to find your partner and the reassuring home that her arms were. Your feet were already starting to get tired of carrying you, and you were already feeling the satisfaction that was the sensation of the hot water inside the shower running down your so tense body.
Facing the door leading to the hallway of the bedrooms, you put your hand on the doorknob. "Hey !" you heard coming from behind, and turning around, you saw Owen. "Hi." you greeted him. "I was wondering, uhm…" he paused, looking you in the eyes, trying to finish his sentence. "How have you been ?" Owen asked smiling, crossing his arm over his chest. "Oh well, uhm, I've been doing alright. We both are doing alright actually. What about you ?" you asked back, turning your head slightly to the side.
Owen uncrossed his arms, shoving his hands into his front pockets. He looked tense, you didn't know if it was because of the situation, or because of your current relationship, or maybe both. "Oh that’s- That’s cool. Well, we're doing great with Mel too, a little stressed of course but, everything’s perfect so far." he answered. "Right, I heard there wasn't much time left for you and Mel before the big day. I'm glad there's only good news." you nodded, and he took a breath. "I, huh…" he tried to start. "I also wanted to let you know that in the past, I know that I haven't always done the right things with Abby-" he didn't have time to finish "Yeah." before you cut him mid sentence.
You could tell he didn't expect you to approve from the way his body froze as soon as you said that word. "Listen, I know what you're trying to say. What you did to her, what you had with Abby, it belongs to the past. Now she moved on. We both moved on. It's just better we keep it that way." you said as nicely as possible. "Right." Owen replied simply, looking around. "And I do appreciate the effort you made coming up to me." you smiled briefly.
As he began to take a step back, you remembered. "Oh and, by the way, returning from patrol, I was able to bring back several items for children and newborns. So, if you ever need something you can just go and give it a look." he turned his attention back to you, smiling softly. "Oh that's some great news. I'll for sure take a look. Thank you." he nodded. "It's a good decision you made, walking away from… this, with Mel. It'll be a very great start for the children." you finished. "Yeah I think so too. Well, good night." he concluded. "Good night." you answered, pressing the doorknob under your palm.
Taking the endless stairs, you reached the corridor of the bedrooms. Turning to your left, it was only a matter of seconds before you finally reached the place you had been missing all day, or rather the person you would find there. And there it was, door number 203, the door separating you from heaven. Your eyes stopped on the writing just below, 'Anderson Abigail, Alvarez Manuel', time had passed and you still hadn't made a move for the secretariat to register the name changes of the residents, you would do it later, you thought.
Knocking on the door in your special way to both of you, you opened it. "I'm home." you declared, puffing slightly from tiredness. "I'm in the bathroom !" Abby shouted from there. Heavily removing your shoes on the floor, you hastened to unload the weight of your bag from your back, tossing it gently aside by the handle. Heading to the small kitchen on your right, you noticed that the sink was empty, meaning that Abby had taken care of the dirty dishes as soon as she got home. Opening a cupboard door above you, you grabbed a glass, filled it with water and it made you feel like you were alive again, your dry organs certainly thanking you.
Putting the glass on the edge of the sink and washing your hands, you then followed the earlier indications of your lover. "May I come in ?" you asked hesitantly. "Of course." she replied, chuckling. As the door opened, a heavy wave of heat hit you in the face, a thin layer of mist having formed inside. "Hi, you." Abby greeted you with that sweet and purring voice of her.
"Hi, Abigail." you purred back, getting closer to her as she smirked at your calling. You took the time to look at her, no matter how many times you did, you were still so blown away. Coming out of the shower, she was only wearing a towel rolled up around her lower waist. Her hair, still tied up, were losing a few damp strands sticking to her face and along her neck. A few drops of water were still dripping from the top of her temple, crashing onto her collarbones. Her torso, bare, leaving you with a full view of her muscular shoulders, strong arms, pretty sculpted chest, abs as visible as if they were drawn on stone, and the top of her mesmerizing v-line, all glistening from the humidity of the room. Just the sight of this woman had you weaked on your knees, and that wasn't a single complaint.
"Come here." she opened her arms, sounding desperate. "I'd love that, but I'm literally covered in sweat." she rolled her eyes at your comment. "You think that would stop me ?" she asked rhetorically, raising her eyebrows. "Of course not. But there is no way that I'm dirtying this perfect clean body of yours." you affirmed, pointing at her. "Ugh, then come here and give me a kiss, at least." she whined, her arms still open in your direction.
Now almost pressed against her, she grabbed your face in her hands, caressing your cheek with one of her thumbs. As she pulled her face closer from yours, you slipped your hand to the back of her neck, both of you pressing your warm lips together with want. As she deepened the kiss, Abby's tongue asked for permission to enter. Opening your mouth, her tongue slipped inside, starting a fiery dance with yours. "I missed you, stinky." she chuckled, out of breath.
A bright giggling coming out of your throat, you placed one of her wet locks behind her ear. "I missed you too, pretty girl. A lot." you admitted, your gaze deep into hers, Abby smiled, her cheeks puffing out, one of the cutest things you could ever see. She took your hand in hers, brought it to her mouth and kissed your knuckles. "Now get into that shower, before you make me go insane." she urged, looking you up and down, refraining from hugging you, as you asked her. "Roger that, Captain." you joked, making her shake her head.
Getting rid of your clothes, raising your arms, you pulled your shirt over your head. Folding it in your hands, you threw it away - or rather missed it - next to the top of a basket in which both of you placed the dirty laundry to be cleaned in the common laundromats of the base. "Nice shot, LeBron." Abby retorted, eyebrows raising and slowly nodding her head. "I'm a natural." you replied cockily, sliding your hands down the top of your cargo pants, untying it.
Sliding it down your legs, you could feel Abby staring at you, and raising your head, your gaze met hers directly. She was leaning against the edge of the sink, leaning on her forearms against it, a little smile and burning eyes on her face. "Enjoying the view, I take ?" you chuckled quietly. "Well, I ain't complaining, am I ?" she answered in a low tone, once again looking you up and down before you let out a quite timid chuckle. Not looking away, you ran your hands behind your back, unhooking the clip of your bra.
Your top now completely bare too, Abby's eyes were burning hotter on you than before and a quick shiver ran up your spine, you wondered if she might have noticed. Your underwear being the last garment to join all the others, you could turn around and open the shower door right behind you, not missing Abby's stare remaining on you while doing so.
"So, how was your day going ?" you promptly started the conversation, her gaze risking to make you melt. "Pretty typical. We spent the day on the front line, haven't run into that much Scars though, and cleared a few houses." she stated as you applied shampoo to the palm of your hand, applying it to your hair. "Isaac's still putting you in front line even if you have been since the beginning of the week ?" a hint of angriness in your voice, you frowned while massaging your scalp. "A downside of being one of Issac's right-hand soldiers. I guess." she tried to say reassuringly, a frustrated groan leaving your lips.
You were so pissed off that Isaac hardly ever gave Abby a break. Always putting her here or there, when he was mostly in his office writing down the next list of convoys he would send to the front. He treated her like she was blessed with some kind of unlimited energy, which she also never complained about to him. Actually, no one would really complain about anything Isaac would say to him. You couldn't even remember the number of times you risked knocking on his door to ask him to be more understanding of her, but you wouldn't want to give Abby the image of the girlfriend who would complain to her boss about some tiredness that wasn't hers. You also trusted Abby about the fact that she wouldn't stay quiet if tasks came to encroach on your free time together.
"What about you ?" she asked swiftly, seeing you getting nervous about this. "Pretty typical too." you answered drily, only the image of Isaac snoring with his two feet crossed on his desk while she was the one risking her life outside in mind. "Meaning… ?" she was trying to get you to go on, make you think about something else. "Our patrol was sent to one of the areas yours had cleared two days ago, and we got pretty lucky on that one actually, even though we walked in on some Runners." you started, now cleaning your upper body. "How many ?" Abby was quick to respond, concern in her voice. "Don't worry, the patrol only reported 5 in total." you tried to reassure her.
Slightly moving your face under the shower head trying to get some soap off your face, you could now see her face down and hands firmly gripping the edge of the sink. "Still, it's my job to make sure you're safe out there. Dammit, I thought we cleared properly." she said hoarsely. "And I'm sure you did." you retorted, her face turning to look at you. "They're always on the move, day and night. Some may have passed by after you Abs, and you know it." you said in a confident tone, now cleaning your lower body. "You did a perfect job." you finished, smiling at her.
"Whatever." was all she managed to say, averting her gaze from yours and staring at the wall in front of her. "Please, don't be so hard on yourself Abigail." you sadly said. Your voice sounding woeful, she looked at you again, breathing slowly. 'Abigail', it was just her name and yet she felt like no one ever called her that every time you did. She could hear you repeat it for hours and still feel her heart pounding on her thoracic cage. "Did you find anything worthwhile there ?" she asked, trying to take her mind off what you stated earlier.
You turned around letting the water run through your hair, smiling and nodding. "Yeah, I got my hands on a bunch of really great stuff." a smirk could be seen on your face. "What about it ?" Abby asked, matching your joy. "I walked past an old daycare. From the outside it looked like it was in a horrible state, but on the inside it was as if it had never been looted before." you happily explained to her. "You're joking." she said enthusiastically. "I'm not !" you joked out, the water now cleaning your entire body.
"I was able to get my hands on toys, clothes, diapers, bibs, and by calling part of the patrol we were able to bring back a few strollers !" you were listing your finds, a big smile across your face. "Always knew my girl was lucky charm." Abby said, crossing her arms over her chest. You met her gaze, not saying anything, just smiling at each other. Now finally washed, you opened the shower door, Abby already leaning over to the towel holder, grabbing yours.
Your feet on the bathmat, you leaned back clutching your hair in your hands, the water splashing against the shower floor. "Here." Abby whispered tenderly, handing you the towel. "Thank you." you said back in the same tone. Wrapping yourself entirely in it, you thought about who you met in the dinning hall. "Speaking of it." you started, Abby looking in your eyes again. "I ran into Owen earlier. Right after eating." you informed her, her brows furrowing slightly. "Did he said something to you ?" she asked troubled. "Not at all. He started to give me some kind of an excuse about the behavior he had with you, well, before I stopped him." she hummed at your answer, a little bit reassured.
"But it wasn't a disturbing conversation. We had a quick chat about how well Mel was doing and I told him about today's finds." you finished, stopping rubbing on your now dry body. "So, everything's good ?" waiting for your answer, she seemed more relaxed. "Everything's good." you affirmed, placing your hand on her cheek, stroking it gently with your thumb. "Then what are you waiting for ?" you wondered what she was talking about before she opened her arms again.
Giggling like a kid, you jumped into her arms, wrapping yours around her waist. She pressed her cheek to yours, placing her head in the crook of your neck, breathing you in. Her lips brushing your skin, even after all this time, she still couldn't process the feeling of your skin against hers. You felt so honeyed, yet she was sure you felt her scratched. One of her hands moved to the back of your head, gently playing with your locks of hair. Her other hand came to detach the top of your towel that you had wrapped around your chest, leaving it hanging only at the bottom of your waist, just like her.
The little shiver that went through you due to the lost of the fabric around your naked body was quickly replaced by the warmth of her forearm passing around your waist and squeezing your side. The feeling of your two bare breasts pressed against each other was divinely indescribable, it could only be felt. So close, you could feel her heart beating against yours, the heat from her mouth dancing on your neck. Brushing your skin with her mouth, Abby still couldn't precess the tenderness of your skin. You were as pure as morning dew, as elegant as a rose that had just opened for the first time.
Abby longed to be able to be reborn, having a new body to give you, a gift that you could selfishly brag about being the only one to possess. Your touches offered her the home she had never had, came to comfort her in her darkest nights. How anyone other than her could boast of having found true love when you were right here in her arms. How so selfish could the brain be to pretend to be the heart by imprinting on her that old relationship path she had had with Owen.
Owen. A part of her still liked him no matter what he did, of course, he was the one present during the most traumatic moment of her life. She hated her brain, her brain that had trapped her in the trap of thinking they were made for each other, when you were the one she was born to be with. She always remained respectful towards him, she always felt like she owed him something because of what he had to go through with her. But sometimes, she fantasized about screaming in his face that a hole her heart had been sealed because she had found the right person for her, that only a single one of your smiles had given her more feeling than one of his acts towards her, that the feeling of your lips had erased all the hurt he had done to her.
She hated herself, it was no secret. But you gave her hope, hope that she could be more than who she was letting herself be. She wasn't seeing the shadow of a monster in your eyes, but the reflection of a broken and scared little girl hiding behind weapons and heavy armor to ensure that she had a strength strong enough to protect the child she was years ago. She hated you for that, she hated you for breaking down that solid wall she had taken so many years to build. You were the sunset on the plain, and she was the devastating hurricane.
You had truly seen in her, you had undressed her with your eyes the first time you had laid them on her, and she was so scared of it. Everything she thought she would never show, all her greatest fears, the darkest part of her soul, you laid it all out right in front of you, and she thought she would lose you. Yet, you were still there, by her side, admiring the sides of her that she hated, you took her hand and led her through it. Her broken parts never pushed you away, you spent so much of your time helping her put them back together one by one.
Sometimes she wondered if she really deserved you, you were an angel whose wings she was afraid to dirty, you were a petal that too strong a wind might break. When she hugged you, she did it as hard as she could, enough not to hurt you, and enough to keep her fear away. She was afraid that one day, you would fly away, you were too sweet to be true and one day, heaven will have to call for you back. But how could she ever let you go ? She couldn't and she wouldn't, may the wrath of the Gods strike if they want, you would stay right in her arms no matter what.
If heaven had a form, had a voice, had a smell, was even touchable, it could only be you. How could the world be so cruel to bring a soul like yours to this earth, during these times, during all possible times. She was ready to climb any mountain, cross any ocean, set the world on fire if necessary to protect you. Give her all your sorrows, all your fears, all your pains, she would endure them all for you without hesitation. Your heart was a treasure that she locked up in the highest fortress
You were the most restorative drug imaginable, and she wasn't about to get ride of her addiction. "I love you." you whispered in her ear, placing a kiss on the top of her head. "I love you too. I love you so much." she whispered back to you, her embrace growing stronger, your skins melting together. You backed up a bit, lifting her face with your hands, kissing her cheek. She brought her face forward, sealing your burning lips together with want. You tasted sugary, you tasted sweet, you tasted heavenly, you tasted delightful, you tasted hers, and it drives her crazy.
Her hand sliding below your breast, she ran her thumb over your nipple, enjoying the feel of it. A small gasp escaped your mouth, your hand breaking away from around her waist and tracing a long and tender path down her back. Abby started kissing the bottom of your neck, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses. This time, you let out a loud moan that she covered with her mouth, both of you moaning into each others. Your hands running wild, you ran one of your hands around the back of her head, grabbing her hair, pulling it gently, making her groan. "Getting ourselves cleaned up just to go back to sweating so soon ?" you chuckled out of breath. "Tell me to stop." she said back, stopping the kisses that you already missed, looking at you, waiting for your answer that she already knew.
Not answering anything, you looked your gaze into hers, your eyes going from hers to her lips. Slowly and gently, you ran your thumb along her bottom lip, bitting yours. Abby quickly pressed her lips to yours again, this time in a more dominant way than the last. As her hands began to move down your waist, a familiar warmth began to form in your lower abdomen. Your back arched, your breasts rubbing against each other, your nipples hardening, feeling so much and not enough at the same time.
Her hands clinging to the top of the last piece of fabric covering you, she untied it, throwing it harshly to the floor, never breaking the kiss. Now completely naked, one of her hands came to rest on your hip brushing it with her thumb, the other caressing and gripping your butt. "Abby…" you were moaning her name like a song, or rather like a prayer. She hummed against your mouth, her name in yours sounding so right. Again, again, please just one more time, she thought, never wanting you to stop repeating it.
Detaching one of her hands from under your thigh, she opened the door almost knocking it against the wall. A small chuckle escaping your mouth at her actions so hasty, you took a moment to look at her. Her bewitching blue eyes, as clear as the pacific, in which you would be ready to let yourself sink. Even though you were already diving inside her soul, inside her being. You already let yourself sink blindly into her depths, so dark and narrow that you had yet managed to enlighten little by little.
You hadn't made the discovery of all these depths, you were certain of it. It was a work on oneself that took time, and you would let her take the time she needed. Trust was one of the most important things, it could be lost in a heartbeat. You trusted Abby and Abby trusted you, that's all you cared about. How could anyone need presents as proof of bonding, when all you needed was her comforting eyes upon you, whispering to you that she was ready to let you in.
What a sight for sore eyes that woman was. The most perfect piece of art you could work out all the details on, discovering new colors, new erasures, new meanings. Her strong nose, giving her face this silhouette so perfectly drawn that you could recognize it even after the sun went down. Her precious freckles, mostly focused on her cheekbones and her nose, decorating her face like millions of stars in a summer sky. Her long and soft hair smelled like summertime too, a scent of freedom that you could wrap around the tip of your finger.
Gently guiding your back on what you both managed to make a bed of (consisting in two single beds pushed together and connected by a two-seater mattress in the middle), Abby started a new trail of kisses always going even lower. Not missing a single piece of your skin, she kissed your body like as if it was the first and last time. Every place his mouth passed, you thought a flower might grow there, taking fertilizer from the sweetness of her touches. Once again, it was just you and her, did the world really existed before she touched you ? Was it just your imagination ? Were the knocks on the door your brain playing tricks on you ?
The feeling of Abby's lips dancing on your skin stopped, pulling you out of the bubble you had both locked yourself in. Gently lifting yourself up on your elbows, her hands still on you, her focus was now on the door from across the room. Blinking slowly, wondering, you followed her eyes which stared at the doorknob. Her breath having stopped, she remained motionless above you. You were beginning to understand that the knocks weren't ultimately coming from your head playing with you, because she had probably heard them too.
"Stay quiet. They'll leave." Abby whispered in a barely audible voice. None of you took your eyes off the door, waiting to hear some footsteps meaning that the person right behind it was finally walking away. Instead, you heard even louder and longer knocks, but still no one was talking on the other side. Abby was getting impatient, the air escaping her nose getting louder, eyebrows furrowed. It took a third start of knocking against the wooden material for you to shout audibly.
"Coming !" you said, placing your palms on Abby's forearms to help you get up out of bed. Quickly, you grabbed the first clothes you saw stretched out on the blue railing above the small steps separating the part of the bed and the living room. Jumping into your pants, you attempted to rearrange your hair appropriately. Abby on the side was visibly irritated about being pulled out from the intimate and tender little paradise she had managed to create, and so were you.
"It better be an emergency." you heard her grumbling and mumbling behind you. You made your way to the door, wondering who could be knocking on your door at this time of night. Much more slowly, you heard Abby putting the first layer of clothing on her, because between the two of you, she was the one most likely to be called at such a late hour, and if so, she was not about to let it pass when she would come back. Turning the handle and opening the door, you were much more surprised at who you opened the door to. "What-" was all you managed to say, still not processing how he presented himself to you rather than why he had to come here, right now.
Manny was there. Well, Manny stood there, half-naked, hair messy, and wearing nothing but a boxer. Apparently, he hadn't prepared a single speech from where he was to get to you, only giving you a wobbly smile realizing the strange situation he had just put himself in. "If you came here for some kind of weird sex offer, I already have everything I need." you said mockingly, a quick giggle following your sentence due to the improbability of whatever was happening here.
Because of what you were saying, you could hear Abby's movements rushing as she headed for the door with more motivation. "Ha, very funny, payasa. I need some help." he teased with that name, the door swinging open fully leaving room for Abby by your side pulling the door open. "Manny ?" she too was surprised by the visit of her friend. "And I actually need your help, Abs." he said, pointing at her, now leaning against the door, his cocky attitude taking over.
"What is it." she asked, rolling her eyes in a friendly manner. "I was about to ask mi amigo Pat if he could sneak me the keys to one of the cars, but he had already left when I arrived. So, I came over to ask if you could give me the emergency car key Issac gave you." he asked her, one of his big 'Manny smile' across his face. "Are you already planning on going to your 'place' again ?" she asked him, astonished.
"Can't say anything." he chuckled, raising his hands in the air as usual. "Where is she now ?" Abby asked, sliding her head down the hallway peering at it. "In the shower. My roommate should be here soon, so I told her to get in before we left. And I wish I could get back before she got out." he explained, smirking. Abby didn't answer, she just turned around with a long sigh, going to bring him what he was looking for.
"You really are something, Manny." you told him, not hiding your amusement at the situation. "You'll be so bored without me, amiga." he said, both of you laughing. A few seconds later, Abby came back, holding the keys, handing them to him. "Here." she whispered to him. But before Manny could even grab them, she closed her palm, raising it in the air. "Lose them, get caught, I'll kill you, pendejo." she said in an amused but serious voice. "Come on Abs, you know me." he replied in the same tone. She hummed at his comment, dropping the keys in his hand, not taking her eyes off him. "That's why." she finished, crossing her arms around her chest.
"Thank you, Abs." he told her, meaningful. "Hope she's worth having you whispering some Spanish in her ear." you said to Manny, tease in your voice. While Abby couldn't stop laughing at what you just said to him, Manny gave you a dazed look. "How- Oh, I see. No secrets between the lovebirds, huh ?" he said looking at you both, raising his eyebrows. "You called it." Abby answered, not feeling a bit disturbed by his calling.
Slowly, he frowned, a satisfied smirk lying on his lips. And just by the look on his face, you knew he was about to say something back, taking Abby's unbothered attitude as a challenge. "Speaking of, y'all took a year opening the door to me and by the look of you, it seems that I won't be the only one whispering some Spanish in someone's ear tonight." a cocky smile covering is mouth, Manny looked delighted about Abby's now astounding face.
Raising her arm and resting her palm against his shoulder, Abby pushed Manny back, giving him everything he wanted. "Get lost, cabrón." she sighed, a heavy giggle coming from him. "Well, thank you señoras for the hand, and have a delightful night." he ended, making two finger guns with his hands, stepping away. "Bite me." Abby retorted. "See ya, amigo." you said at the same time. Abby closing the door completely, locking it, you could hear Manny's giggles in the hallways while she was doing so.
"I can not believe it." she sighed, shaking her head. "That was… entertaining ?" you were looking for the right word, still laughing softly. "He'll be the death of me someday." she said, already throwing her cargo pants on the railing. "But the show's quite worth it, right ?" you answered ironically, following her moves. "Depends on what time he chooses to do it." despite her little smirk, you could see she was still annoyed.
"On the bright side, at least, it wasn't a duty call." trying to reassure her, you also took off your shirt, only the underwear you had put on quickly still on you. She hummed at your comment, eyes resting on your chest once again. "Also, he didn't make me change my mind." you said in a soft voice, her eyes rising from your breasts to yours. Slowly moving towards you, never breaking eye contact, Abby stopped inches from your face, from there, you could feel her warm breath hitting your face, your lips.
"Did you ?" you whispered on her lips, your eyes still in hers. "Never." she whispered back, teasing you with her mouth. Grabbing the bottom of her shirt remaining on her, you lifted it over her head, throwing it away somewhere, followed by her sports bra. Putting her hands on your hips, she pushed you against her, kissing you passionately. Wrapping your arms around her neck, she lifted you off the floor again as she walked you down the small bedroom steps.
Falling with you on the mattress, she placed herself between your legs, her hand now resting on your cheek dominating the kiss. Sliding her lips against yours, you let a gasp escape which she took advantage of to slide her tongue inside your mouth, playing with yours. Turning your head slightly, you started tugging her hair a little again, knowing she loved it without her having to tell you about it vocally, the short moans and groans she made telling you enough.
If her heart had to stop beating, she wished it would happen here and now, what an exquisite perfect way to die, she thought. Her lips against yours, her puzzle pieces were all stuck together, the world had stopped spinning, but she just managed to find her own balance. What an unpleasant inconvenience oxygen could be, if she had the choice, she could never resolve herself to pull pull away. But she didn't care, if she had to kiss you until asphyxia to be satisfied, she would gladly do it.
"My pretty girl." Abby breathed out, letting you catch your breath, kissing down to your neck. Lips quivering, your moans sounded like hisses, and she knew where to touch you to get her favorite symphony. "You're perfect." she continued, taking the time to watch your chest inflated and deflated with difficulty, your breathing jerky. Abby's worshiping words came out of her so easily, and she loved seeing how much it riled you up, because she meant every single words she was saying.
Her sloppy kisses reaching your collarbones, you lifted your head to look at her, her eyes doing the same. Pausing, you exchanged a moment of silence corrupted by your heavy breaths, before Abby moved towards one of your breasts. Taking it in her mouth, she started sucking it carefully, sometimes circling around your nipple with her warm tongue. Mouth parted, your sounds were clearer and louder, and she was being agonizingly cautious.
When she was satisfied with her work, she came putting the other one in her mouth, repeating the same delicious torture. "Please." you begged, your eyelids slowly closing. Her hand came to grab your unoccupied breast with her mouth, squeezing it gently, rubbing your hard nipple. When she thought she had done enough, her other hand came to replace her mouth too, your breasts in both of her hands, her trail of kisses continued from the space between your breasts down to your belly, the fire in your lower abdomen growing stronger.
Now focusing on your pelvis, her hands descended there, caressing your body as they did so, forearms coming around your thighs, stabilizing you. Leaving butterfly kisses left and right, her cheeks were rubbing against it like slow waves. The more she was going down, the more you had the impression of not knowing how to breathe, as if something was blocking your throat. A puff of hot air coming from her mouth hitting your clit, you directly opened your eyes wide, meeting hers.
Dilated pupils, they were filled with want. She was the animal and you were the prey, only one thought filled her mind, and it was to taste you. Not moving an inch, she was waiting for you, wainting for your consent, and you knew she wasn't going to do anything without it. "Please, Abigail." you said in a weak voice, and she tried to put aside in a corner of her head the effect that you calling her name had on her in this position. " 'Please' what ?" she retorted, not wanting to mess around, just wanting to hear you say it clearly.
"I'm yours." you told her, confident. That earned you a jolly and satisfied smirk, Abby licking her bottom lip. Getting off the bed, knees on the ground, she pulled you gently against the edge of the mattress, your butt at the limit. You were already a mess, already staining the sheets, much to the delight of Abby who came licking at your inner labia, licking up the wetness between your folds. "Oh-" was all you were able to say, losing control, your head falling back, you started moaning loudly.
"Yes-" you whined, hand in her hair again. Her tongue on you sending millions of chills through your body, your back was already arching for more, you wanted more, you needed more. "More- Please." you breathed out, your hips moving, craving it. Humming at you, Abby she raised your pelvis a little, her forearms still surrounded your thighs which she was now placing on her shoulders, spreading your legs further apart.
Taking two of her fingers, she slowly spread your wet folds. When you finally felt her tongue rocking against your clit, your grip on her scalp tightened, your muscles vibrating. "Fuck ! Abby-" she moaned at the sound of her name, already enjoying herself knowing that you were, it sent vibrations on your clit and you felt your heart racing, banging against your rib cage, risking to come out through your mouth already so wide open under only the beginning of her efforts.
The pace growing faster seconds by seconds, you struggled to keep your body in place. Abby tightening her grip on your thighs to keep you from accidentally pulling off, her face sinking deeper between your legs. "I- Fuck ! Fuck-" you no longer had the idea of holding back in mind, you simply couldn't do so. Sucking at it, she was hungry of you, and Abby never could have imagined that her favorite meal would end up being the one she would find between your legs. Making harsh circles around your clit with her tongue, she couldn't get enough of the obscenely cute loud noises coming out of your mouth.
You tasted so hers, and if the whole stadium needed to hear you to know it, then she would let them know. The thrilling idea of marking you as hers, more than she already had, making you scream out of pleasure begging her not to stop so loudly that the whole base could hear you, making sure that everyone who stared at you for too long don't even dare to meet your gaze anymore, knowing they couldn't even compare to how only the tip of her tongue could make you feel, it made her fantasize.
Abby was pulled out from her thoughts as she felt your hips rolling against her face, as she felt you riding her face shamelessly. Do it the way you want it, do it the way you need it, do it the way you crave it, she thought. She loved you like that, trying to regain control, wanting more because it was just overwhelmingly good. Your hand was pushing on the back of her head, as if she could be even closer than she already was. But she was going to do it, she was going to give you more, she was going to wrecked you.
Burying her face in you, she ate you out like it was the last time she'd get a taste of the greatest lust, yours. She could stay between your thighs all night, all month, all year, hoping she could build a second home right here. Your thighs squeezing uncontrollably around her head, crushing her ears, told her you wouldn't mind either. Getting deafened by your leg muscles, the topic came back to her mind, and she would also like having to take her last breath here, compressed between your pleasure so hard to contain that you forgot all good manners.
"Oh God-" she barely heard you say, too concentrated and her hearing temporarily confiscated. "Fuck- Yes- Yes !" your vocabulary could only be summed up in these words, you couldn't think anymore, you could barely even know where you were. Abby not slowing down once, your pelvis thrusts still going strong, you could feel it coming any moment. Abby's focused growls at you grew louder as your legs were threatening to let go of you.
Suddenly, a wave of intense pleasure shot through your body, shaking every limb of it like an explosion, your muscles no longer holding you. "Fuck !" escaped from your mouth, your legs shaking and your pelvis convulsing in Abby's mouth who continued to rock her tongue against your clit following your orgasm. Moaning loudly, you bite your bottom lip as what felt like delightful fireworks exploded inside your all being. Nothing come close to the height that Abby drove you every time you were intimate, every time you were making love.
"Abby…" you whined, a back feeling of overstimulation starting to set in. Slowing down her pace, she started drinking your flowing juice, sucking it noisily as if it was a ripe summer fruit. After collecting the wetness of your folds with her tongue, giving space to your clit, letting you come to your senses after the earth shattering orgasm she just gave you, she kissed it, making you gasp. "So good." Abby whispered. "You did so good for me, beautiful." Stroking her scalp with your hand, she placed butterfly kisses around your stimulated area, caressing your thighs with her thumbs and putting small pecks on them too.
"Come here." you mumbled, gently pulling her by the hair. Abby still dropping a quick peck on your belly on the way, you pulled her into a deep and profound kiss, slightly testing yourself on her lips, opening your mouth and intertwining your tongues. She grabbed your face in her hands, placing a first kiss on your forehead, a second on the tip of your nose, and a last one on your cheek. "Gorgeous." she breathed out, puppy eyes and shy smile.
Giggling shyly, your hand came to rest on her cheek, stroking it softly, locking your eyes with hers. "I love you." you whispered to her like a secret as she pressed her cheek against the palm of your hand. "I love you more." she answered in the same tone. "Don't try to make me mad." you chuckled, squinting your eyes. Abby shook her head, a light giggle escaping her lips as she came to rest her lips on yours again.
Your fingertips caressing her back, she straightened up, lowering her hand to your hip. "More ?" she asked, her thumb stroking it. "I'd like that." you affirmed, nodding. Back at kissing your neck again, Abby ran her hand over your hip behind your lower back, shifting your position. Approaching the edge of the bed, she sat down on the end of the mattress, you on top, leaning on your shins, legs spread on both sides of hers.
Your palms placed on the space between her shoulders and her neck, you deepened the kiss while her muscular arm came to surround your waist, preventing you from falling back, the other resting on your bent thigh. Chests pressed like this, you could feel the start of your sweats mixing, every single one of your nerves reacting to the touches you exchanged, preparing to receive the most intimate stimulation.
Even though Abby's arm provided enough pressure to keep you balanced, sometimes you would forget that it was there because of her light embrace. No matter how many times she touched you, how many times she hugged you, how many times you were making love, she always felt like she could break you at any moment. She always touched you like you were made of sugar, and she always saw herself as an impostor who didn't deserve to lay her hands on something as sweet as you.
But deep down, you hoped she could crush you, be so close to her that you couldn't tell which part was your body and which part was hers. The closest was never enough, you both needed more, needed your bodies, your skins, your flesh, and your bones to be only one. But you were too soft and too pure for that, she thought. You were as thin as satin and Abby as sharp as a knife, and she wouldn't allow herself to risk crumpling the most precious material.
Feeling her hand moving from your hip to the heat between your legs, a small whined escaped your lips directly into her ear. Kissing your cheek, she put a finger on your clit and she felt you shiver at the touch. Making slow circular movements on it, she was whispering in your ear how good you felt against her. When your hips started moving too, she understood your body asking for more, your arms wrapping around her neck.
She dragged her finger down and bit her bottom lip at the even more noticeable sensation of your wetness. "Fuck, you're soaked." she purred, hearing you respond with another moan. Slowly, she entered a first finger in you, making you whimpering and burying your head in the crook of her neck. She let you ride her finger in a slow pace, taking the time to adjust yourself as needed, your heavy breathing on her neck, she waited for your indications.
"More…" you tilted your head to tell her, whispering. Feeling your hole stretching as she added a second finger inside you, the arms you had placed behind her neck came to rest behind her back, your nails gently digging into her back. "Alright ?" she still asked. "Yeah." you breathed out, pressing your cheek to hers. Continuing to ride her fingers, your movements quickly became faster. "Want me to start moving ?" she asked again, stroking your ribs with the thumb of her arm around your waist.
You hummed in answer, slowing the movement of your hips as you felt her fingers moving inside you. "Fuck-" you moaned, her fingers moving faster. The sound of her fingers going up and down filled the room, and you felt the beginning that pleasant warmth begin to spread through your body once more. "Faster." you said, tightening your arms behind her back. Doing as you asked, Abby moved her fingers faster, hitting the right spot she knew all too well now.
She loved giving you what you wanted, following orders you moaned in her ear, be in control of the exact pleasure you were looking for. You had her on his knees, but in those moments she was the one taking control, and it's not because you were telling her how to do it that the roles were reversed, because she was the one that would be giving it to you so good. She stole you from yourself, because you knew she would give you more than you could give to yourself, make you feel so much more with a kiss on your skin than you could by touching yourself alone in your bed.
"Yes- Yes-" you whined, fingers sinking deeper into her skin. The heat in your lower abdomen getting stronger, you only needed a little more. "Ha- Harder." you moaned, moving your hips on her fingers again. Now pounding inside of you, Abby's groans followed your whimpers. "Fuck !" you cried out, your body shaking by her comings and goings. "Come on. Come on." she started whining under you, fingers never slowing down.
"Fuck- I'm cumming- I'm cumming !" you repeated, your face burying itself in her neck, biting it. "I know baby, I know." she answered every time, merciless fingers still pounding inside you. Trembling legs, you couldn't keep still, feeling your orgasm getting closer. Abby noticed it and tightened her grip around you, allowing you to put all your weight on her. Your orgasm exploding inside your body, you lost all control of your muscles, your face automatically falling back, mouth wide open, loudly crying and moaning shamelessly at the mind-blowing pleasure running along every part of your body. "There you go." Abby whispered. "I got you. I got you." she continued, her arm helping moving your hips against her fingers.
As she helped you going through your orgasm, you felt something else coming. "It's- Too much-" you tried to articulate, overstimulation taking over. You felt Abby slowing down the pace, kissing your collarbones. "It's okay, I got you." she said between her kisses, her fingers coming out of you slowly. Gasping at the loss, your head bowed, meeting her eyes. Still pressed against her, heavily breathing, you watched her bring her fingers covered in your juice to her mouth, licking around them as she kept eye contact the entire time.
You bit your bottom lip at the sight, your hand coming to rest on her cheek, stroking it. When she finished cleaning them off, you brought her face closer for a passionate kiss. Tasting yourself on her lips, her tongue slid over yours, making you open your mouth and letting Abby explore it for as long as she wanted. When the air ran out in your lungs, she had to pulled back, the sound of a deep and wet smack following the separation.
"What about you ?" you asked softly, placing a lock of hair behind her ear. "What about me ?" she answered rhetorically, chuckling a little. "Would you like me to touch you ?" you said clearer, her smile letting you know that she was looking for this invitation. "I'd like that too, yeah." she whispered, her hand returning on your still bent hip. "Do you know what you would like ?" you asked again. "Oh I know exactly what I want." her smirk speaking for her, she flipped you on your back, hands on both sides of your head.
Between your legs, Abby grabbed to top of her boxer and started pulling it down, your hands coming to help her pulling it all the way, throwing it behind her. Now that she was leaning on her shins too, taking a look at you, you didn't bother doing the same. What you were seeing was the perfect definition of a dream, a dream no one could believe was real unless they saw it for themselves, and you also always wondered if she was really here, if she was really real.
Having now more visibility than just her perfect facial features, you took the time to fully admire her, each parts of her body. Her strong neck where you liked to place kisses so much, followed by her well defined upper trapezius that shivered every time you ran your fingers over it. Her muscular shoulders and arms, a few vains running through them and flexing with each of her movements, a true strength she only used to massage the length of your body when you came home tired from your day.
Her alluring hands, her thick fingers, a gift that must have been sent to you from above. Her small, muscular, and so perfectly defined breasts, so soft to the touch that the feeling could seem unreal. Her mesmerizing abdomen, abs as if drawn by an artist, her devine v-line going down to her delightful and wet pussy. Her powerful legs, athletic thighs which she had no problem concentrating her strength into when she amused herself carrying you over her shoulder while you giggled around the apartment.
It was impossible to think of a single problem from the outside when all the solutions were spread over different corners of her body. It was obvious that Athena and Aphrodite had spent endless nights shaping it, making her features their most perfect work of art. You couldn't believe she was yours, yours to see, yours to touch, you were just an ordinary human and she clearly wasn't. She was a magnet that you would never complain you couldn't walk away from, because you were always as excited to see her in her most natural state as a child seeing the first snowfall.
Bending forward, you placed your hands on her hips going up and down, before she gently pulled them away from her, intertwining her fingers with yours, a loving gaze in your eyes. "I have something else in mind. I think you'd like it too." she said, leaving you wondering. Her hand coming to slip behind your back, she lifted you slightly, laying you down in the correct direction of the bed, right in the middle of it.
Sitting in front of you, mirroring your position, spreading her legs, you understood what she meant right away and your heart was starting to race with excitement again. Bringing your two pelvis closer, she came to sit on one of your thighs, taking your other leg placing it on her shoulder. "Are you feeling comfortable with this ?" she asked you with a serious look, her palm going up and down on your thigh resting on her shoulder.
"Couldn't be better." you answered biting your lower lip, excitement running through your veins. "Perfect." she whispered quickly. Closing the space between you, your wet folds melting against each other, a gasp escaped from your mouths. "Fuck…" Abby said under her breath. Feeling all the effects that pleasing you had on her directly on your skin made you thrilled, she felt so good against you, the heat coming from between her thighs bumping into your skin making you roll your eyes.
Slowly, Abby started rolling her hips against yours, both you wetness intertwining, you let out a satisfied sigh. You followed her rhythm, your clits rubbing against each other, both of you shivering at the first touches. The sound of your two bodies moving together was pure melody in your ears, and so was the moans and groans coming out of her mouth. "You feel so good." you moaned out, pulling yourself up on your forearms for a better view of your bodies.
"So do you." she whined back with a small chuckle. A few drops of sweat trickled down Abby's chest from her earlier efforts, those of now surely not going to slow them down. You could see the wetness of both of you making a link between your two bodies every time she pulled back between each thrusts. With each time she rolled against you, your moans grew louder and louder, and the mere sight of your pressed clits reigniting that familiar flame in your belly.
Speeding up the pace, you both started rubbing faster, the thrusts becoming more intense. "Oh- Yes-" Abby groaned out. "Lay back." you said softly, making her look at you. Listening to your words, she put herself in the same position as you, taking support on her forearms, thrusts never stopping. Both your moans now even louder filling the room, you held out your hand to her. Smiling at you, she grabbed your hand making an audible clap, your bodies held in balance thanks to this embrace.
The thrusts getting stronger and faster, Abby and you started to feel your legs starting to shake. Taking a look at her, you saw her staring where your bodies met, biting her lip, enjoying the stimulation as much as you. Her muscles flexed every time she rolled against you, her abs sweating, mouth agape, gritting teeth, she was a delightful sight. Her thick thighs slapping against yours, the divine sensation of her wet folds, you knew it was only a matter of seconds.
"I- I'm-" she tried to say, failing to finish her sentence. Taking the hint, you straightened up a bit, now only relying on one of your outstretched arms on the bed, giving you more strength in your movements. You speed up your thrusts, making her throw her head back on the mattress, breasts bouncing, moan mouth wide open. Strongly rubbing your body to hers, you smirked to yourself at the sight of her face, his eyes closed, his eyebrows furrowed, she wasn't going to last long.
"Fuck !" Abby cried out, her hand tightening yours. Her whole body froze as her hips suddenly spasmed harshly, her orgasm running through her, Abby thought she was going to lose her mind. Still not slowing down, you moaned as you lead her through it, gently stroking her thigh with your thumb. When she opened her eyes, sighing, you knew she had enough, and you slowed down your hips until it stopped, not wanting the overstimulation to take over her.
"God, that was amazing." she breathed out, shyly smiling at you. "You look so beautiful like this." you replied in the same tone. "Like what ?" she asked amusedly, raising an eyebrow. "Wrecked." you said with no hesitation, a little smirk growing on your face as she chuckled under her breath. She took a moment to look at you, entirely, and so did you. The eyelids tighter than before, the strands of her hair messy around her head, the sweat running down her body, her stomach inflating and deflating with all the deep breaths she took, the prettiest woman you have ever seen.
Both recovered enough to catch a proper breath, Abby locked her eyes in yours, smirking. "Tell me…" she started, her palm stroking your thigh. "I almost sent you over the edge earlier, and I was wondering if I could finish what I started." she purred, licking her bottom lip. A shy and quick giggle came out of your mouth, your hand coming to place a lock of hair behind your ear. "If you think you'll be able too." you joked, smiling.
"Oh I know I will." she chuckled back, carefully lifting one of the legs over hers, closing them, your muscles relaxing. Shifting her body on top of you, she kissed your cheek, then your mouth, her forehead resting on yours. As you ran your fingers through her hair, she came to place her mouth next to your ear. "Your thighs feels really… soft, and I think they'd feel even better around my face." she whispered, and you could feel her smile when she spoke.
Another shiver running through your body at her words, you turned your head a little trying to hide the blush rising on your cheeks. "If you're okay with this, of course." she whispered, using her finger to turn your head towards hers again. You gently wrapped her hand around hers, kissing her knuckles, gazing at her tenderly. "Sounds pretty good to me." you said, approaching your face to put your lips on hers, feeling her smile against your mouth.
Reaching her hand behind your back, she turned you around, shifting your positions, placing you on top of her. Sitting on her hips, she put her hands on your thighs, and you leaned in to kiss her again. Quickly, her hands came to rest on your butt, squeezing it, slightly pushing it forward. Following her silent request, you moved in the direction of where she wanted you by leaning on your calves, breaking the kiss so you can comfortably fold your legs in and spread your thighs on both sides of her head, putting your weight back on your outstretched arms, a little anxious about dropping your weight on her like this.
She noticed the uncertainty in your eyes, her hands now sliding along your ribs. "What is it ?" she asked gently. "Are you, uhm, sure about this ?" you answered, concern in your voice. "Of course. I wouldn't have asked you otherwise." she reassured you, seeing a small smile growing on the corner of your lips. "Now come sit on my face." she continued amused, squeezing your ribs. Your quiet giggles stopped immediately the moment her lips touched your wet folds, and her nose your clit.
"Fuck-" you moaned out, your head falling back. You felt Abby's hands grow heavy on your thighs, telling you that you had nothing to worry about, and you stopped holding back, letting yourself fall around her face. You felt her strong arms now wrap around your thighs, holding you firmly in place. Looking down to catch a glimpse of discomfort on her face, you actually met her hungry eyes, staring at you with sin, waiting impatiently for you to start moving.
Slowly beginning to roll your hips on her face, her tongue came to rest between your wet folds, licking up your wetness, her strong nose bumping on your clit every time. Already feeling the unfinished stimulation from earlier, a deep moan came out of your lungs. You didn't wait long before accelerating, wildly riding her face, Abby's moans telling you that she loved what you were doing, that she loved feeling you having no manners on the tip of her tongue.
Her tongue now between your folds, her face moving between your thighs while she was eating you out, your clit rubbing firmly against her nose from the pressure she exerted on your thighs, you might have been ashamed of the sounds coming out of your mouth if you weren't totally focused on the pleasure Abby was making you feel right now. "Oh my God-" you cried out, feeling your limit approaching much faster than you thought.
Groaning against you, the sounds she provided went straight to your core, making you gasp. "Abby-" you tried to say, unsuccessfully. She understood that you were about to completely fall apart around her face, and she amplified her movements. Her tongue rocking, her mouth harshly sucking, and her nose hardly bumping against you, she was giving you even more than you thought you were capable of receiving.
"Oh my- Fuck !" you almost screamed, your fingers clutching the sheet under you. You felt your orgasm hit you faster than the previous ones, your hips uncontrollable spasms around her face that your thighs were squeezing tightly. Abby didn't stop, eating you out and sucking at your juice until you couldn't even remember your own name. Leading you through your orgasm, she was moving your hips against her mouth, an indescribable pleasure shaking your entire being.
"Abby." she heard you calling, telling her to slow down before the feeling gets too much. Slowly releasing the pressure she was exerting on your thighs, you backed up a little placing yourself on her chest, letting her take a proper breath. "Oh my God." you constantly repeated, your mind somewhere else after everything that she made you feel. Her little strockings on your thigh brought you back to reality, your face lowering to look at her again.
A shiver ran through your body when you saw the bottom of her face, glowing and completely covered by your wetness. "See, told you you'd like it." she breathed out, trying to catch her breath, smirking at you victoriously. You wish you were able to answer, tell her how much you loved it, how good she was, but you couldn't do it, you felt like you had lost the use of speech, so instead, you only gave her a weak smile, breathing hard.
Even though you were ashamed about the fact that you couldn't tell her what was going through your mind, Abby was even happier that you couldn't answer, knowing that she did so good that you couldn't even answer a simple question. Waiting for you to recover a little, she carefully moved you and laid you down on your back, kissing your forehead. "My beautiful girl." she whispered in your ear, kissing your temple.
Minutes passed and you managed to breathe properly, even though Abby had such a better cardio than yours and spent most of her time working out, you were still amazed at how easily she recovered so quickly. Currently, you were on your back with Abby just above you, one arm around your waist and one leg over your waist while you stroked the top of her head. "You made me feel so good." you finally managed to say, making her raise her head to look at you.
She gave you one of those smiles you loved so much, the one that made her cheekbones lift and her eyes squint and you had to restrain yourself from squeezing her cute cheeks in your hands and kissing her so hard you might break them. "Then I'm really happy about that. You also made me feel really good too, you know." she said, stretching her hand towards your cheek, pulling you close and kissing you with tenderness and passion.
It was so complicated for you to describe the relationship you had with Abby, it was so easy but yet no words could come close. As soon as she puts her hand on you, it's as if the world enveloped you in a warm bubble, a small paradise running on the tip of her fingers. You never would have thought that being held close against someone could feel so close to home, and that only one of their embraces could make you travel into the depths of your own heart.
Her body felt so good against yours, not just because her skin was the softest you had ever touch, but because it was like you were born to find her, fashioned so that your every heartbeat sounds better against each other. How desolating to think that while some people were simply fucking, while you get to make love, collapsing your souls together, sharing a so sinful pleasure but yet so pure. Weaving a bond so complex to explain that it would push scientists to resign, so beautiful that it would push poets to burn all their writings. It was just her and you, time no longer existed and the world only revolved for you two.
Pulling her lips away from yours, Abby locked her gaze in yours. "I love you, Abigail." you breathed out, brushing your finger over her bottom lip, calling her name making her heart skip a beat. "I love you too, more than anything." she replied, her hand on your cheek, stroking it gently. You traced a path with your finger from her mouth to her chin, her neck, her collarbones, her shoulder, unconsciously stopping on a recent scar on it. Feeling your heavy gaze there, knowing what you were looking at and what you could be thinking, she tenderly grab your hand, intertwining your fingers with hers, and finally coming back to your senses, your focus shifted back to her eyes.
A few weeks ago, Abby's patrol was taken by surprise by a small group of Scars on their way home, some members didn't make it back to the base and Abby returned with an arrow in the shoulder. That day again, you were even more panicked than her and she must have reassured you hundreds of times that it wasn't that much of a big deal and that she would be fine. Now looking at each other with empathy and reassurance, you pulled your intertwined hands up to your mouth, kissing her fingers. "We'll be okay." the words skipped out of your mouth, whispered like a promise.
You didn't really know why you decided to say those words, because after all it wasn't the kind of thing that people said to each other in this world, probably because they made more sense in your heart. You didn't regret them though, you meant them, because as long as she was there your heart had a home to go to, as long as she was there your sorrows would find their cures, as long as she was there you would never be alone, as long as- "As long as you stand by me." Abby told you, squeezing your hand in hers.
You looked at her silently, your eyes exchanging words that no mouth could transcribe, breathing at the same time. Lifting her head by your finger, you placed a kiss on her forehead, her nose, and then on her lips, her hand going to the back of your head, deepening the kiss. That was it, the world could catch fire, the mountains could crumble, the oceans could overflow, you would always find each other, wait an eternity for one to come back.
Out of breath, you both pulled back with a wet smack. "Not tryna ruin the moment but, we should probably get cleaned up." she requested, kissing your collarbones. "Yeah... I feel like my muscles have melted away. Your skin feels so warm and soft." you breathed out, making invisible drawings with your finger along her shoulder again. "If we don't go now, we might fall asleep. Besides, I never said I couldn't take you there." she said, a playful smirk on her lips. And in a blink, you found yourself in her arms, Abby carrying you like a princess to the bathroom, your giggles following all the way.
as sevika returned to your shared home after an exhausting day, she get to spend some intimate time with her girlfriend.
before later that night, she finally voice some of the thoughts that she has kept hiding inside her heart.
this story contains explicit sexual content ; fic, 10.700 words.
The deafening sound of the screams of the residents of the Undercity struggling to hear each other amid all the hubbub echoed the clicking sounds of Sevika's heavy boots crashing down hard on the ground. It was late, and at this hour, it was complicated to make your way without bumping into someone, everyone was outside haggling their latest finds against a few gold coins, or at least for the ones who were lucky enough to have something to trade.
The wide yet narrow alleys were lit by intensely bright neon lights that mixed with the smoke from the many smokers in the area. Despite the late hour, the apartments were all still lit, the Undercity is a place that never sleeps, that was for sure.
The air was heavy, the atmosphere that reigned here was heavy, the idea of being constantly judged, of being constantly observed by those who wonder what they could take from you. That's how everything works here now, if you have what they want without the ability to be able to protect that, then what's yours will be soon theirs.
Down here, you had to be able to organise yourself in the disorder, in the middle of a hurrying crowd that was not really convinced of going anywhere. As Sevika made his way through the crowd, some already drunk man accidentally spilled his entire glass filled with alcohol on the shirtless back of a man who was getting a tattoo in the middle of the street before he grabs him by the collar of his jacket and starts a fight. Sevika was shaking her head at the sight of this action and sighed softly, this place was something else.
She hastened to hurry at the idea of not being very far from her final destination. Now closer, Sevika took the usual cut-away shortcut through a darker alley than before. On the way she came across a man sitting on the ground, only dressed in tattered and ripped pants, he was skinny and looked extremely tired, dirty skin and hair falling over his face, all of his veins visible and all discernible by their purple colour, Shimmer.
The curled-up man gently stretches out his trembling hand in Sevika's direction. He didn't dare meet her gaze, probably due to the imposing build of the woman she was, or maybe just out of shame at the situation he found himself in. After a few seconds of standing there, not moving, Sevika looked both ways looking for any presence, and she thought of you.
She thought of you who would not hesitate for a moment to give something to this man, despite the fact that you already had so little to give. Plunging her hand into her pocket, she pulled out a small handful of coins, letting them fall gently into the palm of his hand. That's what you would have done, she thought. That's what you would have done, so it must be the right thing to do, the right thing she should do.
He didn't say anything, just nodded in gratitude and immediately returned to snuggle up against the wall he was against. She said nothing more either and continued on the way as she grabbed one of those cigars she always had on her. Pulling the golden lighter from her back pocket, she places it at her mouth, lighting the tip of it. Taking her first inhale of smoke, it came out of her nose as she exhaled, grabbing it between her two fingers before tilting her head back and exhaling a large cloud of smoke sliding from her lips and evaporating into the air.
And there she was. This familiar alley, this familiar damaged floor, these familiar dilapidated walls, this familiar old luminous panel which had obviously not been functional for a while, and finally, this so familiar door. There was something about that door, like an aura that soothed her at the mere sight of it, that door brought her peace, freed her from a weight deep in her chest, just like magic the awful weight that resided on her shoulders flew away as if had never been. Although the worry never really left Sevika’s mind, standing here marked the end of a day she couldn't see the end of.
From where she was, she was able to see the living room lights on, as much as she tried to hide it even though she was alone, that thought formed a warm yet discreet smile on her face. For such a long time, Sevika didn't think it would be possible for her to wear a smile like this, a real and honest smile, as if she had almost forgotten how to do it, as if her face was rusty.
Some time ago, the fear she would have felt to smile like that would certainly have turned into anger, she could not bear to allow herself what she thought she could never live, but now that she had finally resigned herself to accepting these initially unknown feelings, it just felt so right.
Pressing the doorknob, she pushed herself inside, gently closing the door behind as she stub out her cigarette outside before going in. Unhooking her long and heavy red cape from her shoulder, she hung it on the coat rack in front of her. A sense of deliverance surrounding her, a sense of being who she was inside those walls without feeling the need to hide behind fabrics, without ever having the feeling of being judged on anything, here, she was free.
After putting down her cape, she took off her heavy boots in the same impulse, knowing all to well about how obsessed you were with dirt, one of the things that made a big difference between this place and the streets in which she had just walked. Once again, Sevika smiled timidly. It didn't take long to hear the sound of your footsteps hitting with speed and joy the ground towards her.
Arriving at her level, you grabbed her face in your hands, gently stroking her cheek with the tip of your thumb. Sevika took the opportunity to bend down and stick her forehead to yours. Both of you remaining in this position without saying a word, relaxing of each other's presence.
Surprisingly, you weren't one to know how to properly verbalise your feelings either, although you felt more comfortable doing so than she did. You've both learned your own way of showing love to each other without having to say it, your touches holding millions of love sentences that wasn’t even countable.
"I've been waiting for you for so long." you started slowly, your thumb stopping its way in the middle of her cheek. You lifted your face in an effort to see her face, but it seemed like she had been looking at you for a while as your eyes met hers directly. Sevika grabbed one of your hands, squeezing it gently as she sunk her eyes even deeper into yours, never breaking eye contact.
"I know." she answered, her eyes a gray brighter than the rarest of pearls. "Business can be at some periods particularly time demanding." she continued, her eyes a silver more expensive than any jewel this world could carry. "But, I'm glad I'm here with you now." she finished, still looking at you, her eyes making you travel without you having to make a single move.
You gently slid your hands down to her waist, pressing yourself closer to her. Chuckling silently, you felt the hot air escaping Sevika's mouth crashing into the skin of your neck, making you shiver. She moved with you, tucking one of your locks of hair behind your ear, her mechanical arm resting on your waist, gently stroking it up and down. Sevika closed her eyes, resting her chin on the top of your head, as she focused on you, your scent allowing all her muscles to finally relax. Then she regained consciousness of the environment around her, your house.
The welcoming atmosphere, the dim lights, the light smell of your incense coming from the kitchen, and most importantly, your music. One of the things that marked Sevika the most the first time she entered your place was the music, not a second went by without your record player being on and the hundreds of vinyl records you had managed with difficulty to find placed on the shelves. This. All this. That was home. It was so complicated for her to explain the way this place, you, made her fell complete.
"I will never get tired of coming back to your home." Sevika said, a shy smile appearing on her face. "Our home." you answered quickly, pulling her closer to you. She laughed, nodding once in approval. "Right. Ours." she finished, opening her eyes and tenderly grabbing your face between her hands, making you look at her as she remained silent, her gaze deep into yours.
"You really can't stop smoking even on the way back home." you assert ironically. Sevika rolled her eyes playfully, gently squishing your cheeks. "And you really can't stop wasting this moment. Can you ?" she replied making you laugh heartily. "Don't mind me lighting incense that will ultimately be useless because of the smell of your cigars." you said, your hand now resting on her upper chest. "The smell clings to your clothes all the time." you continued, your hand slowly coming down to her chest until it touched her belly. Sevika watched you doing it carefully without saying a word. "But I like it." you confessed, once again straightening your face looking at her. Sevika arched an eyebrow, surprised by the statement. "I really like your smell. More than those stupid artificial smells. More than anything actually."
Sevika didn't answer, her eyes bewitching you completely. You weren't sure what she was thinking, but you could see she was looking for some kind of lie. She could try the all night if she wanted, you thought, but she wouldn't find anything, because you meant every word you said to her. "Come here." Sevika exhaled, her mechanical arm hugging you tighter, her hand pressing to the back of your neck and pushing you into a kiss. Her lips were warm and soothing, both of your mouth moving in sync as you lean closer making the kiss even more deep.
Having her so close to you, her mouth against yours, your warm bodies pressed together, caused an explosion of sensation within you, you weren't able to think about anything at all. If there was a place where you had to die today, it would be here, right now, in her arms. Without thinking, you let yourself be guided by her adventurous mouth, her tongue sticking to the edge of your lips, a way of asking your permission. You let her in, without any hard feelings. As her tongue danced with yours in a perfect chorea, you separate yourself from her lips due to the lack of air.
"You are so beautiful Sevika. It's a shame you don't allow yourself seeing it." you said sadly. While you expected Sevika to be upset by what you just said, she remained silent. Usually, she would already be frowning asking you to stop, but not right now. Instead, she plunged back into the kiss, this time lighter, still with as much passion but even more intimate than the one before. You didn't hold back, sliding your hands under her shirt, brushing her belly with your fingers. "Your hands are cold." she quickly pointed making you chuckled as you pressed your hands against her a little more after that statement. You felt Sevika smiling against your lips.
After a long moment caressing her, so close to her, heart pounding and lips burning, you felt a hint of impatience in the kiss. "Are you going to tease me like this for a little longer or are you going to make the first move, pretty girl ?" Sevika stated almost pleading. "I don't know what you're talking about." you answered childishly. "If you're waiting for me to beg you, know that I'll be the one who will last the longest in this game you’re playing." she added serenely, her hand sliding from behind your neck to right below your chest, her thumb slowly stroking your left breast over your clothe.
"Yeah. You've always been a sore loser." you heard Sevika giggle, using her hand against your chin, making you look at her face again. "Care to repeat that ?" she warned amusingly. "I said, would you please take my shirt off ?", she didn't respond, bringing her face closer to yours inches away from your lips. "Mhm. That’s what I thought." she said, her lips running down your neck laying there a bunch of tender butterfly kisses. You let your head fall back, giving her total access of this space. Her space.
"Good girl." Sevika whispered close to your ear. You blushed, lowering your head shamefully, avoiding her gaze. "Hey. Look at me." you raised your face now staring at her, her eyes authoritative but yet so reassuring. "What's the matter, Love ?". Blushing even more, you shook your head disapprovingly. You could feel Sevika smirking. "It's alright. I know how that make you feel and how much you try to hide it every single time. There is no shame in it you know. Everybody likes to be a little praised sometimes." you couldn't help but smile at how stupid you looked right now. You raised on your tiptoes, once more, pressing your gasping lips together.
Sevika took the opportunity to finally slide her hand under your shirt, grabbing your breast longingly, squeezing it gently as her thumb pass over your nipple. Your hands were already starting to descend along her abdomen, clutching the belt of her pants that you hurried to unhook. Sevika's robotic hand grabbed your wrist at the same time, tenderly putting it away. "Not so fast." she exhaled breathless. "We have the whole night ahead of us. We don't need to rush this." you smiled. "Since when did you become so patient ?" you chuckled. "Since I know it drives you crazy."
Releasing the pressure around her belt, you grabbed Sevika's hand that had slipped under your shirt, putting it away the same way as she did. You already missed the warmth of her warm palm removed. She looked at you worriedly, thinking she might have offended you, or even hurt you. Deciding to answer her questions right away, you quickly grabbed the bottom of your shirt and pulled it over your head, throwing it far from you. Sevika stared shamelessly at your bare chest, smirking, swallowing them both, just like the first time she saw them.
"So stubborn." she hummed, pulling you by the pants, sticking you to her. She didn’t waist no time pressing her lips to yours with passion and want. Her hands pressing on your waist, moving up and down, feeling every inch of your soft skin she knew so well. You wrap your arms around her neck, turning your head to the side allowing yourself more space to discover.
Separating her face from yours, Sevika forcefully gripped your waist lifting you off the ground, a small gasp of surprise escaping your lips. She placed you on the edge of the table behind you, languidly spreading your legs as she placed herself between them. Wasting no time, Sevika lowered her head to your breasts, gently kissing the space between them.
"Please." you asked in agony, you could hear her amused chuckle, feel her breath dancing over your exposed skin at her mercy. This warm breath so close but yet so far from where you wanted her mouth to be. "Please what ?" she exhaled between kisses, looking up at you. "Touch them." you answered eyes frowning, imploring her. "Oh I know you can be more specific than that." her head swivel to the side below chest, slowly kissing the bottom of it.
Your feet wrapped around her waist squirmed together, impatience rising more and more inside you. "Just-" you were breathing hard, your rib cage was struggling to keep up. "Please. Just... grab my tits. Please !" her hands gripped your hips, bringing you closer to her face. "As you wish." her warm lips came crashing down on your hard nipple, sucking it lightly. "Yes... just- just like that." your face tilted back, your mouth half-open letting out heavy breaths.
Sevika spent a long time her mouth on it. Switching from one to the other when she wanted to. Massaging them with her hands, both human and mechanical. When her tongue circulated in a circle around one of your nipples, one of her free hands came to press the other, pinching it slightly. She was able to stay like that for hours, trying to find the perfect harmony that would get the most sound out of your mouth. It became a game for her.
A trail of spit had formed, creating a link between your breasts and her mouth. "More- Please." you said, your hips bumping into hers, your sign of your impatience. "You know you just have to say what you want specifically and you'll get it." she purred, never stopping licking your tits, slowly grabbing them between her teeth. "I- I need to feel you. Harder." you spit out your words with difficulty. "Mhm..." she hummed. "Right here ?" her eyes never leaving yours. "Everywhere, Sevika. Everywhere."
Sevika smirked, her hands stopped playing with your breasts, she came to place them below your thighs lifting you up. You wrapped your arms around the back of her neck again so you wouldn't tip over. The kisses didn't stop either as she put a bunch of butterfly kisses on your neck. Arriving in front of the bedroom door, Sevika withdrew her mechanical hand from under your thigh to open it. She laid you down on your back in the bed, coming down with you still not taking her hands off your body.
"Can I take it off you ?" you asked, your hands gripping the fabric of her shirt. "I’d like that." she exhaled straightening up and lifting her arms slightly in the air. You smiled as you straightening up too removing this part of her clothes. The shirt removed and thrown on the ground, Sevika placed the palm of her hand on your chest, gently pushing you back into the mattress.
Her mechanical hand came grabbing the headboard to hold herself back, her other hand coming to replace a lock of your hair behind your ear. Not breaking the strong eye contact, your arms came grabbing the hook of her bra unhooking it and throwing it over the bed. Your eyes couldn't help but travel between her eyes and her breast, so beautiful and soft to the eye, a small grin appearing on your face.
"What is it ?" she questioned her head tilting on the side. "Nothing. Could never complain having your tits on my face." you purred. She chuckled, her hand now on your cheek caressing it with her thumb. You put your arm around her back pulling her towards you, your breasts pressing together. What a delightful feeling. Nothing came close to the warmth of Sevika's naked body against yours. As if you were only one. You were only one.
Sevika's mouth returning on yours, you could feel her hands sliding down your hips, stopping at the top of your pants. "Take it off." you asked breathlessly. "No need to ask me twice." her hands lifting your hips, you took support on your feet to facilitate the task to her. As her fingers lowered your pants sliding them off your legs, she kissed the length of your stomach, now down to your navel releasing millions of butterflies through your body. You were burning hot. Throwing it behind her, her kisses continued on your pelvis, long and slow. Her lips brushing your panties, you wiggled your hips at her, telling her you couldn't wait any longer.
Sevika completely ignored your attempts. She always did. Not even paying attention to the sound of impatience you muttered. She heard them all of course. She could feel you tense. She could see the wet spot on your panties getting bigger. Sevika knew all about you. Knowing what gesture will make you react and how, like an open book. Taking her time, that's what she liked. Waiting until you're just a terrible mess under her, that’s what she wanted.
"God- Please ! Please... Please Sevika !" you could barely articulate, the strong woman below you giggling. Suddenly, she got up on her knees, at the end of the bed. You lifted your head from the pillows, wondering what she was doing. Sevika quickly pulling off her pants, making it join yours on the ground. "I could have at least helped you remove it." you complained. "No." her eyes returned to yours. "Stay still. I don't want you to make a single move." she hummed getting closer to you, her boxers remaining on her.
If there was one word to describe Sevika, it was 'perfection'. Her short black hair pulled back with her hair tie, some locks that already escaped it caressing the top of her cheeks. Her face so harsh but yet so soft to touch. Her beautiful authoritative gray eyes that you dreamed of getting lost in. Her strong nose which gave so much temper to her face. The thin blue scar that danced along her cheek. Her dark lips, so warm against yours.
Your eyes continued to travel down her body, down to those athletic muscular shoulders. Her arm so muscular with which she liked to carry you so much, all the movement she was making flexing it. And her hand, oh this hand, thick and long able to break everything she wanted, but with which she would tenderly caress your face and put strands of your hair back behind your ear. Her mechanical arm, her greatest weapon, but which she used to help you place the flowers you always brought home in a vase, or when she helped you carry your heavy boxes of objects that you could find everywhere. You were an artist, which amazed Sevika, because after all, who could have such an overflowing imagination in such a colorless place ?
Her breasts, so mesmerizing. Her belly, her abs so well drawn. Her breathtaking v-line descending to the bottom of her pelvis. Her thick thighs, probably one of your favorite body parts of her, so strong but yet so comfortable to lay on. Oh lord, if a Greek goddess had descended on earth, this is what she would look like.
"You can't even imagine the look in your eyes right now. If only you could see yourself." she purred, her mouth over your breasts again, making invisible drawings around your nipples. You couldn't hold back anymore, the noises that escaped your mouth were just becoming obscene. Sevika liked it, it was easy to understand with the accelerated pace she was now taking. Not letting a single second of respite from your seething skin.
"Please. Sevika. I want you." your teeth were grinding. "Mhm..." was all she managed to say first. "Say it." she then said, stopping the torture she was doing to your nipples, looking you straight in the eyes. "Say- say what ?" you answered intrigued, eyebrows furrowed by all the sensations she was giving you. "How bad you want this." she kissed your left breast. "How bad you want me." she kissed your right breast. "How bad you want me to make you feel good." she licked the space between your breasts up to your neck, sucking it, enough to leave a mark that she loved seeing you wear.
"I want you so much Sevika." you answered quickly, your hand resting on the back of her neck. "I need you so bad." your feet squirmed, her mouth sucking the other side of your neck. "I want to feel you." you ran your hands through her hair, tugging her ponytail lightly, making her groan. "I want to feel you from the inside." you could hear her humming over you, loving everything you were saying.
She pull herself up on top of you, taking support on her hands. Her bright gray eyes scanned your face, a warm smile on her mouth. You tucked another strand of her hair behind her ear, her face between your palm. "I want you to make me feel good. Just like you know how to." you finished, bringing her face closer to yours, pressing your lips to hers longingly. As she broke the kiss moving her face lower, you felt her warm breath crashing over your lips, your neck, your collarbones, your breasts, your stomach, and finally your pelvis, her path ending here.
Grabbing the end of your panties, she slid it down slowly. Bringing it to your calf, she kissed the inside of your knee tenderly, her thick fingers trailing along your skin as if it was in danger of breaking. She looked up at you, making sure you were fine. Your eyes were closed, your mouth slightly open, your ribcage expanding rapidly, she smiled to herself. Your panties now to your feet, her warm hands resting on your calves moving them up and down, you kicked it to the side eagerly, a slight growl escaping your lips.
You lift your head trying to look at Sevika, pressing on your elbows to hold yourself. From here you could see her muscled back, her hands wrapped around your thighs, her face so close to where you wanted her. Her breath hitting your clit sent hundreds of waves of electricity through your body. She looked up hearing you straighten up, her eyes lock with yours. Sevika smirked at you, your eyes imploring her.
"Sevika..." you sobbed. "Shhh…" she blowed, her nose stroking your inner thigh. "As you've always said while you paint, great works requires great patience." she whispered, chuckling. "Sevika- Please." you were completely losing your mind. "Yes ?" she mocked you, still not moving her face. "You know what you have to do." she continued, her mechanical fingers tapping your thighs. "I want- I want your mouth." you begged. "Where ?" she replied, her smirk growing. "For the love of God, you know where." you wiggled under her. She didn't answer, only raising an eyebrow. "Eat me out !", you finally cried out. That was enough for Sevika. She backed away from the bed, her knees now on the floor touching the edge of it, her hands going under your thighs gripping the underside of your knees pulling you towards her so that your butt stops at the limit of the mattress.
She brought her face closer, but still not breaking eye contact. "You're gorgeous." Sevika said, inches from your burning skin. "Anything for you." she opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out slightly. You moaned loudly as her tongue touched your inner labia licking your wetness from bottom to top. Sevika savoured your reaction as you struggled looking at her, your elbows threatening to let go. "Yes..." it was all you managed to say. Finishing licking up the wetness between your folds, she deliberately and hungrily licked your clit. This single movement made you lose all control, your head falling back against the pillow.
Your loud moans filled the warm silence of your bedroom. Sevika no longer dripped her mouth from your clit, not leaving a single area out of her tongue. She was thinking about your taste, you tasted so good, you tasted so her. Despite her hands gripping your thighs tightly, you couldn't help but move, this feeling was far too good to stay still. Groaning into you, she slid her hands down your legs until they reached your calves, positioning both of your legs over her shoulders. You crossed them, sticking you entirely to her, pushing her face even deeper between your thighs, as if it could be even closer.
Sevika wanted to spend the rest of her life here, between your thighs, making you scream all those obscene sounds but yet so melancholy when they came out of your mouth. Her eyes were on you, still. Not a day went by that she wasn't completely captivated by your reactions. The way you had trouble breathing. Your furrowed brows and your mouth now totally open with pleasure. Your hands gripping the sheet, your fingers twisting it hardly. Your legs already shaking the second her mouth touched you.
She wanted to memorize this forever. No matter how many times she saw it, she could never get enough of it. She knew your moves by heart, just like a favorite song, but she kept rediscovering them every time. "Oh Sevika- This is so good !" you moaned. As if she couldn't tell already. She rocked her tongue harder on your clit, circling around it. "Oh- Oh- Yes ! Yes !" your hands were almost tearing apart the tissue between your fingers, a hot ball forming in your lower abdomen. "Oh- Yes- Sevika !" you screamed, your toes curling.
Without slowing down the pace, Sevika patted your thigh, her way of asking. Despite the burning orgasm you felt coming closer, you took all your strength straightening up on your elbows, gazing into her piercing eyes. She wanted to see you. She wanted to miss no moment of that. She wanted to see you fall apart by the tip of her tongue. She wanted to see your eyes say what your mouth could never in those moments.
"Oh God- Oh God- Oh- Fuck- Yes !" you kept repeating as you felt her smile growing on you. And it hit. It hit hard. It hit so good. Not able to hold you still, your body threw itself back, your head colliding with the pillow. "Yes !" you cried out as you bit your lip. Your whole body was shaking, pleasure driving through you. Your legs threatened to fall off Sevika's shoulders despite your grip. A heavier and longer moan came out of your mouth, as her tongue continued rocking at your clit until your orgasm ends.
"It's- Too much..." you whispered, overstimulation taking over you. Sevika slowed down, removing her mouth from your clit, letting you catch your breath. You felt her hand move up and down your leg as she kissed your inner-thigh. "You did so good." she breathed out. You straightened up a little, tenderly grabbing her wrist indicating her to come closer. She smiled slightly, climbing back onto the bed as you backed yourself off giving her more room. You put your hand behind the back of her neck, pressing her lips to yours in a passionate kiss, her hand resting on your hip.
"Would you let me pleasure you tonight ? It’s alright if you don’t fell like it." you asked, your thumb brushing her cheek. At the beginning of your relationship, Sevika didn’t want to let you please her, she was far too reserved. It’s a choice that you had always respected without a question of course, even though you started asking yourself what you could possibly do wrong, and over time she opened up to you.
You understood that it wasn’t about you, but the fact of being so vulnerable in front of someone, someone she cared about so much. The more days, weeks, months, years passed, Sevika understood that there wasn’t a single threat here, that you only wanted to make her feel as good as she was making you. She trusted you. For the first time, she trusted someone else than herself.
She nodded at your question, placing a quick kiss on your lips. She pulled away from you, her hands gripping the elastic of her boxers with she pulled down, throwing her last garment to the ground. "You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, Sevika." you stated quickly, knowing that these compliments could embarrass her, you decided not to push it too much each time, but you couldn’t help but let her know. Because she was, indeed, the most beautiful of all.
She didn't answer, avoiding your gaze. Despite her attempts to avoid your eyes, you could see that little smile crowing on the corner of his lips. Sevika being shy was such a rare moment to see, and you loved every second of it, a little pink tint appearing on her cheeks, she was blushing. You sat up like her, face to face, letting your finger slide along her shoulder making her shiver.
"What would you like me to do, Love ?" you whisper in her ear. "Like last time... would you ?" she replied. You pulled back your face admiring hers. You smiled at her lovingly, placing your hand on her chest. "You mean..." your hand slid down her belly, Sevika staring at it intently, "... eating you out ?" you asked, a big warm smile forming on your mouth. Her eyes went straight up to meet yours, bashfully.
"Yes, please." she hummed. Your hand slowly grabbed her shoulder telling her to shift and lie on her back next to you. When she did, you put one of your legs over her body, her legs between yours, sitting on top of her. Her mechanical arm came to rest on your ribs, the cold metal making you shiver too. It was so good to see her from that perspective, normally she was the one in your position. Her locks of hair escaping from her ponytail sticking to the pillow. That look in her eyes, that look of trust, that look of tenderness. "My pretty girl." Sevika purred, her human hand resting on your bent hip over her.
You leaned down, placing a warm kiss on her lips once again. You began to trace a long path of butterfly kisses down the length of her body, crawling back on your knees each time you descended on a new part of her body. Sevika watched you, her mouth half open, breathing heavily. When you finally reached her pelvis, your legs had also come to the edge of the bed, and just like her, you got off it, pressing your knees to the floor, your face in front of it.
Your hands moved up and down her thick thighs, your palms enjoying the feel of her soft skin against yours so much. You approached your face to her clit, from where you were you could already see her wetness. So close yet so far, your warm breath bumped into it, Sevika groaned at the feeling. "As much as I'd like being able to do it myself, I'm gonna need you to come closer to me, my love." you told her chuckling softly.
She chuckled and hummed in response, using her feet to get closer to your face. "Thank you." you whispered. Not wasting a minute, you open your mouth sticking your tongue over her inner labia, also licking her wetness. You heard her growl even louder than before, the sound of the sheets crashing into her strong grip. Pulling your face back, placing your hands on her knees spreading them even more apart, you lifted your head, your eyes meeting directly into her gaze straight into yours. You smirked seductively, trying to give her a taste of her own medicine.
"Don't you do it." Sevika said, her teeth grinding. "But what do you want me to do then ?", you replied amused. Determined not to let her nervousness showing more than it already was, she replied with a smirk appearing on her lips in turn. "I want you to eat me out the same way as I made you scream. If you think you can be as good as I was though." you had a sincere laugh, bringing your mouth closer to her inner thigh, not breaking eye contact like her.
Your mouth sticking to her clit, Sevika still had less trouble than you standing on her wrists. Never once did she take her eyes off you when you would came down on her. Maybe she wanted to keep some sort of control over the situation despite being at your mercy, or maybe she was just even more turned on watching you do it. That look she gave you while you pleasured her always made you go bold. You were holding Silco's top soldier in the palm of your hand. You were able to make the most feared name in the Undercity fall apart with just the tip of your tongue.
Determined to pick up the pace, you slide your arms below her thighs, gripping the top of them with your hands. Certain that she wouldn’t be able to move easily now - at least as long as she wasn't trying to - you stuck your tongue harder on her clit, circling around it. Even though she managed to keep her balance, Sevika let her head fall back, her mouth slightly open, much more castling moans coming out.
"Yeah..." she growled. "Just like that... keep going." she expired. Obviously you already knew it, but hearing her say it rekindled the flame in your stomach. Continuing to do what you were doing, you could feel her body tense, her breathing was jerky. "More." she claimed. Ready to give her what she wanted, you agreed moaning against her clit. You untied one of your hands from her thigh, bringing it back to you.
"Your face, show me." you said, going back to what you were doing after asking her. Sevika groaned, her head straightened and her eyes fell back into yours again. Now that she was looking at you, you slid your index finger along her wet folds, making it more slippery. Slowly, you slide your finger in her as it penetrate so easily. Her eyes closed a little more, a sign that what you were doing was good.
Moving your finger in her, you were moving it fast, curling it slightly, trying to find her sweet spot. "Oh fuck-" she moaned, her head fell back once more. Rocking you tongue against her clit, you started sucking it hard, pulling your finger in and out. From below you could see her chest glowing, sweat now covering her. Her ribcage was inflating hardly, and if she didn't stop, she would completely destroying the sheet under her.
That's when you slipped a second finger inside her. "Oh-" she moaned. It was the moment when you couldn't slow down. Sucking and licking at her clit, moving your fingers in and out of her, you were quick and precise. "I’m- Fuck-" she tried to speak unsuccessfully. She was ready to explode at any moment. Her moans getting louder, she started moving her hips against your mouth. Following her movements, you felt her body tremble, it was soon here.
Suddenly, her legs were shaking violently. Her whole body began to do the same and her back bent upwards. A moan louder than any other echoed through the bedroom. You felt her juice pour into your mouth as you sucked all of it like you would suck the juice from a squeezed orange.
You didn't stop either, waiting for her to ask you herself. "Good !" she exclaimed. You released the pressure on her thighs, your fingers slowly withdrawing from inside her. Your tongue shifting from her clit to let her catch her breath before bringing your fingers back to your mouth, licking up what was left of her juice. Her face still buried in the pillow, you could see the top of her ribcage slowing its pace.
You straightened up, pushing off your feet to pull yourself up onto the bed. You reposition yourself between her legs, your arms on both sides of her face. Sevika opened her eyes slowly, still recovering from her orgasm. You tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear, leaning down and kissing her cheek. "You've been so good for me, my love." you purred next to her ear. Pressing your forehead to hers, she lifted her human hand before pressing it to your cheek, her thumb caressing it tenderly.
You turned your head to the side, pressing your lips to hers in a deep kiss. "Tell me..." she began, her other mechanical arm resting on top of your hip "... have you had enough ?” she hummed. You chuckled, biting your lower lip. "You wanna go again ?" you asked, a warm smile on your mouth. "Well, let's just say that I really want to hear you again. And we haven't tried everything yet." she finished this sentence by whispering it in your ear. A shiver ran through your body and the same hot ball reformed in your stomach.
Your lips landing on her neck, she placed her finger above your chin making you look at her. "But, only if you actually want it too." she asked seriously. "Of course I want it Sevika. I want you, always." you answered, she smiled, her mechanical hand firmly gripping your hip. Without even realizing it you found yourself flipped on the bed below her, her huge body covering you completely. She caressed your entire body, whispering millions of words in your ear about how beautiful you were.
"More, Sevika. More." you asked desperately. "Anything." she said back. You felt her human hand slide down your stomach, sending millions of electric shocks through you. Sevika lay on her side, facing you, a full view of your body. Her finger just above your clit, she looked at you waiting for a sign. You nodded quickly, your breathing quickening before she even touched it. Sliding it down your wet folds, she scooped up the wetness there, before applying light pressure to your clit making you moan.
"Oh Sevika..." you repeated her name like a prayer. Her eyes went from her finger on your clit to your eyes non-stop. Now circling around it, she added a second finger to her movements as you bit your lip. Finally, she took them both inside you slowly. "Fuck-" you breathed out. Moving them in and out, her pace picked up pretty quick. You lifted one of your arms, grabbing the back of her neck pressing her face to yours, your breaths mingling.
"This- This is really good." you hummed. "Mhm... Faster ?" she questioned. "Yes- Yes please." you tried to articulate. The sound of her fingers moving faster into your clit was filling the sound of your moans in the room. "Oh- Oh- Yes !" you exclaimed with your eyes partially closed. Sevika now pressed her thumb on your clit, also moving quickly on it. "Yes !" you kept repeating. Feeling the heat rise again in your stomach, your eyes closed suddenly. "Look at me." you heard her say. Obeying her request you turned your head to face hers. "You really are a pretty mess, Love." she purred kissing your forehead.
Those nicknames coming out of her mouth. Her warm lips on your skin. Her thick fingers inside you. You couldn't hold it back for long. "Come on. Come on, my love. You're doing so good." she praised now kissing your neck. "Fuck- Yes ! Yes !" you cried out, your teeth gritting. Your orgasm hitting you hard, your whole body frizzed instantly. This feeling of intense pleasure exploded inside you, your back arched. Your hand behind Sevika's neck pulling the bottom of her hair. Your legs shaking harshly. It didn't take long before your body was spasming from head to toe. Even with your eyes closed, you could feel Sevika's gaze on you, devouring you whole, not missing a single piece of your reaction.
After long seconds, Sevika's fingers not slowing down, you started to overstimulate. "Sevika !" you just said. She understood immediately, slowing the pace before pulling her fingers completely out of you. "You did good. You did so good for me." she hummed against your face. Your body relaxing a bit more, you opened your eyes, watching Sevika bring her fingers back to her mouth, sucking your juice on their tips.
Turning on your side too, your arm slung behind her back, pressing her to you. "That was so good, Sev." you exhaled almost inaudibly. As she chuckled, you could feel her belly vibrating against yours. "Yeah, I could see that." she said laughing. "But, tell me..." you began, your nose rubbing hers. "... that wasn't what you meant by 'tried everything', right ?" you say biting your lower lip. Her human hand rising along your hip, she smirked. "Only a part of it, actually." she whispered. "And I think you're far wet enough for the rest." she pointed out.
A chuckle leaving your mouth, you watched her roll over and extend her mechanical arm towards the bedside table. Excitement running trough you, you sat on the bed, watching her tug on the handle of it. Seizing the toy in her hand, she placed it on the edge of the bed before grabbing the rest of the strap. Sevika hoisted herself up on her shins so that it was easier for her to place the harness around her hips.
"Let me give you a hand with this." you purred. "My pleasure." she said watching you move towards her, taking the harness from her hands. Wrapping your arms around her waist, you managed to hook it on her. Now grabbing the toy, you fixed it on the harness, her burning eyes watching you doing so. "Lube it, Love." you nodded, leaning back in the direction of the bedside table too, taking the lube.
When you were done, you tossed it aside. Felling Sevika's hand sliding from the top of your cheek to the back of your neck, turning your face to hers. She licked her lips, looking at yours, she tilted her head to the side crushing her still wet lips to yours. Her tongue caressing the tip of your lips, you opened your mouth letting her explore it. At that moment you swore you could still feel your juice on the tip of her tongue.
Her robotic arm pushing against your lumbus, she pulled you against her, your breasts crashing into each other once again. You were both moaning into each other's mouths. Sevika grabbing your butt, you pulled your face back by lack of air. "You moan so pretty." she breathed out, slightly smacking your butt making you gasp. Sticking her lips to yours once again, she pushed her face against yours causing you to rock back.
"Now be a good girl and spread those legs for me." she purred. Heat waves hitting your body, you obeyed, spreading your legs letting her get between them. Positioning herself correctly in the middle, Sevika rubbed the tip of the toy against your clit. "Don’t- Please." you sobbed. "You ask me..." her mechanical hand grabbed yours placing it over your head. "... you have it." her same hand grabbed your other and putting it above your head as well, tightening them both together, trapping your hands under her grip.
Her lips laying a final kiss beneath your jaw, she gazed into yours, waiting for your response. "I want you..." you started, her face coming closer. "... to make love to me, Sevika." you purred tenderly. Not looking away, her warm breath stroking your face, she smiled. Not the kind of mocking smirk she used to wear. A real smile on which you can almost bet that there was a little shyness hiding there. Although the more time passed the more you saw this kind of smile on her face, you were still amazed every time you saw them, they decorated her face so beautifully, making her cheeks puff out.
"I..." she began, repeatedly switching from one of your eye to the other. Not finishing, she stuck her forehead to yours before leaning in for a passionate kiss. You rolled your hip against the toy, feeling your wetness flow between your legs. "So needy." she whispered ironically. Her free human hand reaching down to her pelvis, she grabbed the toy, placing it in front of your entrance. "Ready ?" she asks seriously, slightly arching an eyebrow. "Yes." you answered, your heart pounding.
Guiding it inside, you felt your walls stretched. You gasped as you clenched your fists, digging your fingernails into your palms. Paying attention to any signs of discomfort, Sevika noticed it. Releasing the pressure around your wrists, she guided one of your hands behind her back, wrapping her fingers around yours on the other. "You’re doing great, my love. Are you alright ?" she asked concerned.
"I- I am." you breathed out heavily. "I just have to adapt the first few seconds." you reassured her. "Of course. Take your time. I’ll go slow." she hummed, her mechanical hand moving along your leg. Focused on your reactions, Sevika kept the same speed, your nerves relaxing slowly. "Faster." you asked. Sevika placed her mechanical arm next to your head stabilizing herself. Her thrusts accelerated, you heard the sound of the harness slamming between your thighs.
"Yes-" you moaned. Your back arched, Sevika taking the opportunity sliding her mechanical arm underneath, sticking your breasts together. The speed evolving gradually, your moans growing louder, she placed kisses along your neck, sucking it hard enough to leave new marks. "You're taking it so well." she praised you. A familiar feeling forming in your belly, you bit your lips together, muffling your sounds.
"Hey." she called out making you look at her. "I want to hear you." she ordered gently. Half-opening your mouth, you released the sounds you were trying to hold back, making her smirk. "Harder." you asked again. Sevika groaned, her thrusts mercilessly, you were whimpering loudly. "Yes !" you shouted. "Just- Just like that." your fingers scratched her back, surely leaving marks. "Keep going- Please-" you whined. "I ain’t going anywhere, Love." she laughed.
Pleasure crossing your whole body, you felt your limit coming. Sevika didn't stop for a second, hitting your spot every time. You didn't know how deeply your fingers had etched her skin, but you were sure of the reddish color of it. "Oh Fuck ! Oh- Yes !" you moaned shamelessly. Wrapping your legs around her waist, you followed her every thrusts. "This- This is so good Sevika !" you cried out against her ear. "That's it, good girl." she praised once more, making you gasp.
You felt your orgasm hitting you hard, releasing the most extreme pleasure into your body. Like fireworks, the waves of pleasure exploded everywhere. You were shaking intensely, not even knowing how you could manage all these feelings at the same time. Head spinning, eyebrows furrowed, you were a mess. Your hot bodies not stopping, your sweats of effort mixing, you were both one, forming an indistinguishable pair.
It wasn’t even possible to describe in words what you felt when you and Sevika were making love. A single spirit connected between two bodies, a single spirit connecting your minds. It was just you two, nothing else existed around you. Within these walls, the eyes could speak more than the mouths. It was stronger than intimacy, stronger than any poem could write, stronger than what a single human could feel. It was love.
Catching your breath, Sevika slowed down her thrusts, letting you recover after that head throbbing orgasm she gave you. "You’re so beautiful." she whispered. You could barely even hear what she was saying so low, your ears ringing. "That was perfect, Sevika." you said. "You were so good." you kept repeating. She chuckled, giving you one of her smiles that you loved so much in response. Both still trying to catch proper breaths, you were holding your foreheads together, enjoying each other heartbeats.
"I’m gonna have to pull out." she informed you. You nodded, tightening your arms a little more around her waist. Positioning her human hand on your hip, she gently removed the toy from your hole, leaving it dripping with your own juice. Gasping at this sudden lack in you, she reached the harness, unhooking it and throwing it off the bed. "You're always doing so good, Love." she murmured as her human hand came to rest on your cheek. Catching her cheeks between yours, you pulled her face to your lips, it fells like you were both on fire.
"I..." Sevika started her sentence. You stop kissing her, letting her finish. Nervous, her eyes were looking everywhere but in yours. She swallowed hard, you could see that what she was doing didn't make her totally comfortable, but she was trying. "I love you." she whispered. Despite the fact that the two of you were alone in this bedroom, you almost couldn't hear her saying it, as if it was a secret that two children in love whispered in each other's ear in a playground.
It wasn't the first time Sevika said this to you, but every time it felt like a first time. She was more the type to show you that she cared about you, through everyday actions rather than vocalizing it. And each time, she was getting shy about it, biting her lower lip as if she was afraid of being rejected. But she knew you needed to hear it, even if you didn't ask her so as not to make her uncomfortable, giving her the time she needed to open up the way she wanted to. She knew you needed it as much as her actually.
You didn't answer directly, concentrating on the features of her face, sliding your thumb along her blue scar. Instead, a huge smile covered your face, as you were holding eye contact, now that she was finally able to look at you. And it terrified her. It terrified her to be suddenly filled with such happiness. That's all she ever wanted to do, bring the greatest treasures of the world right in front of your feet just to see you smile like this forever.
You closed the remaining space between your mouths. The kiss was passionate, strong, heartfelt, heated, burning. Her tongue on the edge of your lips, she was asking permission. Not waiting a second, you opened your mouth, letting her explore it. Your hand slid down the back of her neck, stroking the bottom of her hair, making her moan into your mouth. Pulling away from the lack of air, both of you stayed in that position, reading each other's eyes. Not wanting to stress her out by pointing out what she just said to you with an open heart, you answered ironically.
"Are you saying this right now because we were just making love ?" you exclaimed with your mouth open mimicking shock and a deep chuckle escaped her mouth. "Ha. Ha. Ha. Really funny." she giggled pinching your rib. "Oh God no- Sevika, please ! That tickles !" you were laughing so hard that your stomach was twisting. "No but really- That's so- So romantic of you !" you were trying to say between your laughter. She pinched harder, now bitting the space between your shoulder and your neck. "Okay- Stop ! You win alright ! You win !" you said, trying to make her stop. "Say you submit." she ordered smirking, stopping biting your skin. "Never." you said frowning, trying to sound like her.
"Well, then…" she warned, her teeth greeting your skin once again. This time, your laughter made your stomach hurt so badly that you couldn't even ask her to stop. "I-" you were struggling so much. "I submit !" you cried out, your hand resting on her chest trying to push her. "I beg your pardon ?" Sevika teased you. "I said..." she placed her face in front of yours, her eyes captivating yours "... I submit." you hummed, a little smile on the corner of your lips.
"Good girl." she purred in your ear, and once again, you were blushing trying not to meet her gaze. Seeing you in this state, Sevika chuckled, her mechanical hand going back and forth on the side of your thigh. "How is it possible that even after moaning all those dirty sounds so loud, you're still so shy when I call you that ?" she rhetorically asked. Her nose came against yours, nudging it in a way that made your face turn. "It's you." you explained. "And why is that ?" she asked with raised eyebrows. "Because. It’s just you." you finished, smiling shyly.
Remaining on top of you after a long time, Sevika dropped herself to the side with a huff. Turning around too, you placed your leg above her hips, your same-side arm wrapping around her waist. You felt Sevika's human hand resting on the top of your head, playing with your hair, while her mechanical hand came to draw circles on your thigh. You both stayed like that for long minutes, enjoying the relaxing silence between you. Your head resting on her chest, you felt her take a deep breath that she exhaled through her nose.
You lifted your head so you could see hers. Her face was stoic, thoughtful, she saw staring at an invisible point in front of her. Wondering what she was possibly thinking about zoning out like this, your hand gently came to rest on her cheek, turning her face in your direction. "What’s the matter, Love ?" you asked concerned. She was looking at you apologetically, something was definitely wrong, but she didn't know how to tell you.
Taking a deep breath again, she exhaled turning her head from left to right. "I..." she began, looking at the wall in front of her. "I wanted to say I'm sorry." she confessed in a weak voice. You weren't expecting this, not at all. It wasn't that Sevika couldn't acknowledge her mistakes, she did, but she'd rather say something she did was wrong than say she was sorry. But also, you wondered why she would tell you that right now.
Sometimes you and Sevika could disagree on many things, and when you did, stubborn as you both were, you couldn't find common ground. You both had a completely different vision of things down here, obviously, you didn't have the same experience, although there were similarities, it was difficult to understand each other about your opinions.
Usually these minor arguments ended with Sevika leaving the room you were in to end the topic, until she came back to the bedroom later, saying nothing but pulling you close to her. As ironic as it may seem, Sevika hated conflict. She couldn't stand the moments when your harmony was interrupted. She couldn't stand the times she had to leave at The Last Drop after an unfinished argument. She hated it more than anything, despite the fact that you reminded her that any relationship couldn’t go without disagreement. But she never wanted to be in disagreement with you.
The last argument dated back to last week. And like almost all of your arguments, it was about Zaun. That night, great tensions were starting to arise in the Undercity, and you yelled at her that sometimes you couldn't take the stress of not seeing her come home. You were trying to make her understand that fighting for the Nation of Zaun was a brave fight, but that it was worthless if she wasn’t fighting for more than Zaun itself. Once again, she probably misinterpreted your words and she preferred to leave the house, rushing angrily through the streets.
However, you haven't talked about it since, preferring to move on and not think about it. Even though she still hasn’t mention what she was talking about, it was the first thought that could have come to your mind. Yet, you couldn't figure out why she would bring this up, when she would probably prefer to pretend it never happened, like she always did.
You didn't answer, you couldn't even think of answering anything, it was so sudden. So you just stared at her, her eyes piercing through your soul, your hand still resting on her cheek. You wish you could have said something, not letting her find her own words alone, but in the mean time, you couldn't even remember your name. Sevika was biting her bottom lip, swallowing hard, trying to vocalize her thought so strongly present but which she was having so much trouble explaining.
"I understand, now." she said slowly, her human hand coming to grab yours on her cheek, squeezing it gently. "The night when you talked about my devotion to Zaun." she clarified, you were right. She exhaled slowly again, as a child preparing to give a speech in front of all the parents at school, not wanting to make a single mistake. "I understand now, what you wanted to tell me about the fact that fighting only for the nation would bring me nothing." her words came out cautiously.
Not wanting to disturb her in her tracks, you let her continue silently. "Because I don't only fight for Zaun, I fight for what Zaun actually is." you were beginning to see where she was coming from, and your heart was beating faster than a racehorse. "I fight for being able to come home to you every night. I fight for being able to feel your arms around me. I fight for being able to hear you say that it'll be okay whenever I fell like everything is falling apart around me." your eyes were starting to burn and you had to force yourself to look up to hold back the beginnings of tears flowing.
"I'm sorry that I was mad at you." she sighed remorsefully. "I was mad at you because you were right." she came replacing a lick of your hair behind your ear. "When I think of Zaun, I think of you." she brought her face closer to yours. "If Zaun as to be without you, then it means nothing to me anymore." her lips brushed yours. "Because it's you." her warm breath caressed your skin. "You are Zaun."
All your senses were on alert, but it wasn't a bad feeling. The mattress may have supported your body, but you still had the impression of falling into an infinite free fall. You could hear your heart in your ears, feel it hitting your chest asking you to come out to stick to Sevika's. Letting the tears roll down your cheeks, you gripped her face between your palms, sealing your lips with one of the most intimate kiss you’ve ever exchanged.
This kiss burned like logs being thrown into a fire. It carried you like your heart had just grown wings. It set you free like fireworks crashing into the sky. It calmed you down like a lullaby sung to a baby. Sevika moaned into the kiss, could she feel it too ? Her human hand sliding along your neck, she came to press your lips even further. This moment was a stability, a routine that you would never get tired of, a moment that you would live again and again as if it were the first time.
"I love you, my love." you sobbed out. "God I- I love you so so much Sevika... You have no idea." you cried out, tears not stopping. Your eyes closing because of the tears, you felt her thumb rest below your chin, gently lifting it up. "I love you more, my love." she whispered, your eyes opening. Her eyes were shining like yours, and she was smiling. A smile she tried to maintain despite her difficulty in retaining this same emotion as you.
Throwing yourself into her arms, your fingers gripped her skin as if it might fly away at any moment. Sevika buried her face in your neck, and you felt it, the freshness of the tears she was trying to hold back falling on your skin. Holding you in her arms, she was holding your world.
She was your balance, the missing piece of your puzzle. She was your remedy, the only one capable of erasing your sorrows with the simple touch of her fingers. She was your muse, the most beautiful colors of a painting, the most beautiful pencil lines. She was the most beautiful poem written by the most dreamy of writers. She was your other half, your soulmate, your twin flame, your home. She was the love of your life.