You didn’t know how you ended up like this but you’re not on top of Ellie with your hands cuffed behind your back. Your moans came out like ragged breaths, wrists sore from the constant grinding against the stupid metal of the cuffs.
“Please, Ellie…” your thighs were shaky.
Ellie didn’t let you go. “Come on, princess. Just copy whatever I do, okay?”
You whined— as if you had a say in this anymore. Your pussy was throbbing and wet, your mind was too dumbed down to think straight anymore. Ellie’s fingers grazed your thighs, she spread them to see your wetness better.
“Dirty girl…” she tutted and leaned closer to lick your pussy. You gasped.
“Ellie!” You squeaked.
“It’s okay, just follow my lead.”
Ellie’s mouth worked expertly on your cunt, her tongue alternating between flattening and swirling about your pussy. Your legs were shaky, small whimpers seeping out from your mouth.
You stuck your tongue out slowly and kitten-licked her pussy slowly, tracing down from her clit to her hole. It made Ellie moan softly— the sound fueling your confidence and encouraging you to get bolder. You smiled a little, leaning closer till her bush tickled your face.
“You taste good…” your words almost caught her off guard but Ellie didn’t let it falter the way she gave head.
Both hands landed around your thighs, wrapping around you securely before she licked you harder— tongue probing inside and slurping up your juices. You gasped and tried to pull away, losing balance in the process. Ellie pulled you closer, your juices running down her chin and dribbling on her face but she didn’t care.
“Hold still, baby. Let me have a taste.”
“I wanna, too…” you whined softly.
It made Ellie chuckle. You tried to keep up with her pace. You wanted to pleasure her too. Your tongue worked on her clit, lips slowly wrapping around it as you suckled.
“Mmm… Ellie, I wanna make you feel good.”
Ellie pulled back slightly to reassure you, “you are, baby, you are. Focus on that, mm’kay?”
You nodded and went back to slurping on Ellie’s pussy while she did yours.
You hear Sevika entering your shared apartment, the door shuts with a dull thud, and she storms in, her steps heavy and deliberate. She pulls off her poncho, tossing it over the couch before slumping into it. She's strangely silent. You don't hear her announcing her entry and calling for you like usual.
"Vika?" You walk into the living to find her sitting on the couch, eyebrows knitted together and eyes glued to the floor.
She doesn't say anything, her flesh hand massaging her forehead.
"Tough day?" Walking to a drawer where she usually keeps some cigars, you grab one along with a lighter. You offer her it, which she accepts eagerly, settling it on her lips. You light it, watching as she puffs out smoke.
"You could say that..." You place your hands gently on her shoulders, squeezing and kneading the flesh of her tensed right shoulder. She groans, eyes dark, letting out a sigh when you press against her knotted muscles.
"Wanna talk about it?"
"Not much." She replies coldly, head throbbing just remembering today's stress. Sevika’s breath catches in her throat as you hit that stubborn knot, the tension in her shoulders finally starting to unravel. She tries to maintain her gruff exterior, but a faint whimper betrays her.
"It's just…" Sevika mutters, her voice tight, "the other council members… they drive me mad, all those pompous asses thinking they know what's best for the Undercity while they sit in their fancy chairs and drink tea."
You notice how tight her jaw is. "I'm sure it's infuriating. Politics is hell, but... if you look at the bright sight, you've accomplished a lot already. You're the first Zaunite to be in the council. That's huge. Changes may take a while, but... I'm sure they'll come, with you being there to guide them." You do your best to comfort her.
Sevika goes still for a beat, your words sinking in deeper than she’d admit. Her jaw unclenches slightly, and she lets out a slow breath through her nose.
"I don’t care about being first. I care about getting things done. But…" A pause. Then quieter: "...yeah. Maybe we’re moving forward." she mutters, voice rough but losing its edge. Her head tilts forward as you work the last knot loose, exposing the back of her neck, something vulnerable.
She leans back just slightly, so slight most would miss it, into your touch.
"...That feels nice," she murmurs.
You couldn't help but smile, leaning down to kiss the back of her neck, watching as goosebumps rise over her dark skin.
"I could make it feel even better." You tease, moving to straddle her lap, her expression now softer on you even though it's still tired.
"Oh? That so, baby?"
You nod, leaning in to pepper kisses against her tight jaw, nibbling down her neck and enjoying the gasps she lets out.
"Let me help you relax." You whisper, fingers working on the buttons of her shirt. "Wanna spoil you."
"Mhm..." She groans, metal hand resting on your hip. "I'm not mad enough to deny that." You grin at her answer, removing her shirt and taking off her bra next, craving all of her. Your lips trail down to her breasts, tongue eagerly circling around her nipple and suckling, your fingers teasing its twin.
"Fuck, princess..." Sevika moans, head lolling back. You feel her hips rutting up against you, metal hand slightly tightening in your hip. "I'm not really in the mood for teasing today." She growls. "Be a good girl and get on your knees."
You give her nipple one last teasing bite before getting out of her lap to kneel between her thighs, hands removing her belt to take her pants off. She lifts her hips to help you slide it down her thighs along with her panties, leaving her soaked curls exposed to you, your mouth watering at the sight, eyes focused on her happy trail.
Spreading her legs, your hands grip her thighs to urge her closer to the edge of the couch. You use your fingers to spread her lips, her clit swollen and begging for attention.
Sevika curses under her breath when you lap at her wet folds, tongue exploring her heat before focusing on her aching bud, suckling and moaning against her skin when she groans in pleasure, the vibrations only making her even louder. You close your eyes shut tightly at the beautiful sounds she makes, eating her eagerly.
"Eyes on me, doll." She orders, her good hand running through your hair and gripping softly.
Your eyes meet hers with pure lust, watching the wicked grin that grows on her lips.
"That's it, good girl... Fuck-" She gasps as you push two fingers inside her soaked hole, curling them just right to bring a deep moan from her throat. "God- Just like that, princess..." She urges, her hips slightly rutting against your mouth. She takes a drag of her cigar, letting the smoke settle in the ceiling of her mouth before releasing it, all with eyes locked on yours.
Sweat drips down her forehead while she looks down at you fiercely, moaning your name and cursing as you work your tongue and fingers to bring her to her peak.
You’re devouring her like you mean it, like you want to erase every hard edge she wears for the world, and damn if that doesn’t make her chest ache.
The way you look up at her like you'd do anything for her, eyes full of devotion and desire, has her walls clenching rhythmically around your digits
Her back arches sharply when you suck harder, teeth grazing just right. A desperate cry slips free — half plea, half curse — as her strong thighs begin to shake.
“I-I’m gonna…” She chokes on the words, eyes squeezing shut before opening again, her fingers losing it's grip on her cigar and nearly dropping it. “God, princess-” Sevika's hand tightened on your hair almost painfully as she tipped over the edge, moaning loud and grinding on your tongue. Her clit pulses desperately against your lips, you fuck her faster, reaching as deep as you could. "Fuckfuck-!" Her hand keeps you pressed against her, and it's not long before she's cumming again, the crawling need deep in her gut overpowering the overstimulation. You lick her through it, fingers never stopping their motion. It wasn't enough. She needed more.
"Shit- fuck, 's too much-!"
"You want me to stop?" You pull away.
"Fuck no." She whines, eyes desperate and glossy, her pupils blown wide.
You couldn't help but chuckle, licking your lips. "Greedy... Feels too good, huh?" Her thighs tense at your teasing. "Take it, then."
She damn near cries out when your mouth focuses on her again, tears running down her cheeks at the intensity of it. Your tongue circles mercilessly around her sensitive bud, and when you insert a third finger and suck she's a goner, her cigar now completely forgotten.
"I-I'm not gonna last..." She whines, thighs tightening around your head and hips rutting frantically. "Holy-"
Her head thumps back, and she screams your name in bliss as she orgasms for the third time on your mouth, her body feeling completely weightless and her mind empty. It's too intense, her thighs tremble around your head, her muscles tensing and relaxing. She gushes on your tongue, her release hitting your mouth and dripping down your chin. The mess of it makes you groan against her, licking her until she's twitching and pushing you away.
"Oh my-" She sighs, making an effort to hold her head and look down at you. "Fuck..." Her eyes darken at the sight: your lips and chin soaked with her release, fingers dripping as you pull them out of her, her juices clinging obscenely between them.
"Did I-"
"Yeah." You grin proudly up at her, licking your fingers clean and enjoying the soft blushing creeping up her neck, how she's panting and trying to catch her breath.
"Holy shit-" Sevika lets go of your hair and wipes some of her wetness on your chin. "That was... God."
"Did you ever-"
"No." She replies simply, and you barely focus on your aching knees, too excited by the discovery.
"Don't get cocky." She smirks, pulling you up back on her lap, hands soft on your waist.
"Can't." You say playfully before leaning to kiss her lips, tongue invading her mouth to share her taste.
When you pull away, Sevika rests her forehead against yours, her eyes that were so hard a few minutes ago now soft.
"Relaxed now?"
She chuckles and nods affectionately, kissing your cheek before taking another hit of her cigar. "Yes, baby. Thank you. Always takes such good care of me."
Summary: Ellie scolding Reader for not respecting her limits... this is definitely not about me, and I definitely don't have a problem with that lol...
Cw: Just fluff, reader is kind of a mess (low-key me)
Ellie could get too carried away sometimes. She knew you liked it, you told her so many times, but she still gets worried she might end up actually hurting you.
That's why at the start of your relationship, she set a safeword for you two. You agreed to make it 'seaweed'.
She never heard you say it, tho.
Even when she pushed you far.
And it was worrying her.
She could see the way you'd break but wouldn't back down, and it made her concerned.
She needed a serious conversation with you.
Ellie calls out your name when you pass through the living room, curling her fingers. "Come here." She pats her thigh, expression unreadable.
"What's up?" You sit on her lap obediently, eyes curious.
"We need to talk."
Oh.
Those few words set your anxiety levels high up.
"Is- Is something wrong...?"
Ellie looked at you intensely, her eyes searching yours. She took your hands in hers, rubbing her thumbs over your knuckles soothingly. Her voice was firm yet gentle when she spoke. "Baby... You remember our safeword, right?" You nod, and she continues. "I just want you to know that it's okay to have limits, princess. It's okay to need a break sometimes. And most importantly, it's okay to tell me when it happens. That's what the safeword is for."
"I know..."
"Well, I doesn't really feel like you do..." She notices you looking away from her eyes and gently cups your cheek, guiding your gaze back on her. "Baby, I never ever want to do something you don't want to or don't feel comfortable with. I don't want you to push past what you can take. But I can't know if you don't tell me."
Her eyes searched yours, waiting for your response. She wanted to make sure you understood the gravity of what she was saying and knew that you had the power to stop things if needed. She would never forgive herself if she ever went too far and hurt you.
"I know. I do, I just..." You sigh and bury your face in her neck, feeling too overwhelmed with her eyes on you. She lets you. For a little while, at least. You can hear her heartbeat, and it calms you down enough for you to try and gather your words. "I... Don't wanna ruin the mood or... y'know... let you down." You mumble against her skin. "Just wanna be good..."
Ellie's arms wrap around you firmly, hands drawing circles on your back. "Oh, princess..." She nuzzles against your hair. "Being good doesn't mean neglecting yourself. You could never let me down." You feel her hand on your chin, gently tilting your head up so you could meet her eyes. "Never. You understand?" Her eyes are almost desperate. You nod, and she sighs.
Leaning closer, her forehead rests against yours, and you can feel her breath on your skin. "I need you to understand... I want you to enjoy every moment with me. I want to give you pleasure, baby, not pain. But I can't do that if you won't tell me when something hurts too much."
Her hands settle on your waist. "I'm not going to be upset if you use the safeword, baby. I'll be relieved. I need you to trust me enough to know that I can handle it if you need to stop."
"I do trust you." You whisper, heart almost bursting at the raw love in her eyes, the gentleness in her voice and words.
"Can you promise you'll tell me when you need to stop, then?" Her thumbs caress your waist. "Please?"
"I promise."
"Good girl." She praises lovingly — relieved — and kiss your cheek. "Such a good girl. I love you so much, princess." She peppers your face with kisses, and your heart can only take enough affection without feeling like it's gonna jump out of your chest to meet her. You giggle and hug her, face in the crook of her neck.
"I'm sorry..."
Ellie chuckles, hand petting your hair. "Why are you sorry, princess?"
"I don't know..." She can feel your lips pouting against her neck and she laughs affectionately.
yeah, actually... I'm ok with writing dark stuff, but I'm not really comfortable with writing anything piss kink related, or incest. i made this account to write sapphic works, so that's all I plan to do here. and if I happen to not really feel attracted to a character someone requests, I have no inspiration to write for said character. (Ex: Dina or Cassandra Kiramman) I can write smut or fluff, maybe angst even though I'm not the best at it. anyway, I think that's it. please send requests it helps a lot 🙏 i don't judge i swear yall can let go
Ok so I love ur writing…I have a simple request. If you haven’t written anything like this, could you right something with dom g!p sevika x younger reader…and it’s sevika getting the reader to squirt for the first time😓
A/N: thank you so much, anon! hope u like it♡
Pairing: G!p Dom Sevika x Sub Reader
Cw: smut, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, degradation, p in v, penetration, breeding, squirting.
Word count: 0,8k
If there is something Sevika loves, it's taking you to your limit. To push you to the brink of breaking down just from how good she makes you feel.
She loves watching your face as you get more and more lost in pleasure – she could cum just from the sounds and faces you make when she pushes you over the edge. She swears it's the most breathtaking sight she's ever witnessed in her long years.
At this point, you hardly know your surroundings. Your thighs tremble with a thin layer of sweat, chest heaving, your moans so constant and loud your brain barely registers it anymore. You lost count of how many orgasms Sevika forced out of your overwhelmed body and she hasn't even fucked you yet, too focused on your pleasure, her denied cock leaking and throbbing against the mattress as she laps at your sensitive folds.
"T-Too much... God, I... It's-" You whine, trying and failing to sound coherent, mind slowly turning to mush.
"You look so pretty, doll. Fuck, you're soaking the sheets." Sevika growls against your skin before sealing her lips around your swollen clit, making you cry out.
"Fuck-! V-Vika!" Tears roll down your eyes at the sheer intensity of it, and you feel that aching need coiling in your stomach again.
She doesn't need you to tell her that you're tipping over the edge again. She memorized every telltale of your body, every tiny movement and noises you make when you're oh so close, categorizing it all in her brain.
She suckles your clit before releasing it to circle it with her tongue, drunk on the taste of you, drinking you eagerly, savoring like you're one of her old whiskeys. She groans against your cunt and the vibration pushes you over the edge, back arching as you cum on her mouth again, her mouth merciless as she rides you through it.
When she pulls back — her chin and lips soaked with your arousal — you can barely focus your eyes on her, legs shaking
"Still with me, princess?" She teases, a pretty smile on her brown lips.
You nod, groggy and panting. "Barely..."
"Poor thing." She coos mockingly. "Pushed you too much, baby?" She brushes her thumb lightly against your sensitive nub and just the slightest touch makes you jump.
"Vika!" You gasp, and she can't help but laugh.
"Aw, princess. Ain't you spoiled? Feels so good you can barely take it anymore, huh?" She strokes her leaking cock to aliviate the slight pain, her tip sticky with pre-cum and twitching. You hear her groan at the contact, muscles tensing. "Too bad." She presses her tip to your entrance, and you could feel yourself leaking at the contact, fluttering around nothing.
"Vika, I can't-"
"Sure you can. You're a big girl, aren't you, doll?" You nod desperately, eyes glossy with lust. "Then, take it." She rasps before gripping your thighs firmly, placing your calves on her shoulders and slowly pushing her cock into you, making your eyes roll back at the delicious way she presses against your g-spot when she bottoms out.
"Fuck... Feel so good around me, baby. All mine." She moans as she starts to thrust slowly into you, making you let out needy whimpers.
"So- deep... God, I-"
Sevika's eyes darken when they trail down, the sight of your tummy bulging each time she bottomed out making her feral, the look on her face damn near savage.
"'Ur so pretty like this. All cock drunk, fucked dumb." She presses against your lower stomach and you gasp.
"Ah-! Sev- Fuckfuck!" You scream, the pleasure it sends through you overwhelming. You feel every nerve in your body as if fireworks were shooting inside you. "Oh god! 'S too much-" You whine, and Sevika grins, thrusting faster, her hips stern in their movements.
"You can take it." She feels your nails sinking down her waist, and it makes her throb inside you.
The familiar coiling in your stomach appears again ridiculously fast, but this time wonderfully different.
"Baby, I-"
"I know, princess. Cum one more time for me. You can do it."
"N-No, it feels- I-" You whine before Sevika rolls her thumb against your clit again, sending you into an earth-shattering orgasm with a loud cry of her name. It was like nothing you ever felt before, so intense your mind feels completely numb. You gush around her, your release splashing against her crotch and dripping down your bodies.
"Shit-" Sevika groans in surprise, the sight making her hips stutter, and she immediately spills her seed inside you, your fluttering hole milking her till the last drop. "Oh fuck, baby- That was so fucking hot." She pants, gray eyes focused on your dripping sex before smirking at your flustered face.
Your cheeks — still wet with tears — flush a deep pink at her words. You were still trying to catch your breath, body limp and sated under her.
"God, I-I... I never... that never happened before..." You admit and her eyes darken.
"You serious?" You nod and she just grins wickedly. You feel her softening cock twitching inside you.
"Oh, princess... Don't worry, I'll make sure you get used to the feeling."
synopsis: you and ellie are head over heels in love with each other, only that you both are virgin losers so neither of you know what’s going on in bed.
tags: loser!ellie, loser!reader, awkward sex, oral (r! reading), slight suffocation kink, both of them are implied to be virgins, humping, tribbing, squirting wc: 1.0k words
“Ellie…” you giggled nervously when she pushed you down to lay down on the bed, flat against the mattress.
“Let me make you feel good, baby.” Ellie smirked softly, her lips curved in that little smirk that was more awkward than it was sexy— you didn’t mind. As long as she was comfortable.
Her fingers fumbled with the belt of your skirt before it finally came undone. You helped her strip yourself before watching her undress herself. The sight alone, although casual, was so fucking hot in ways you couldn’t really describe.
“Is this okay?” She asked, standing in the middle of your bedroom— butt naked— her pink nipples were pebbled from the cool air of the room, her hand nervously twisting with the fingers of her other one.
“Yeah, it’s perfect.” You breathed out, heavy and anticipating.
Ellie, without another word, knelt down between your legs by the foot of the bed. She grabbed your hips with both hands and without warning— she pulled you so your legs were dangling off the bed— pussy eye-level with her.
She grinned. “You’re so wet.”
“Ellieeeeeee!” You called out, embarrassed. “You’re so bold today…”
“Sorry—” Ellie looked up, “you’re just so pretty, I wanna worship you…”
“It’s okay, baby, I like it…”
That encouraged Ellie. She pulled your legs l wrapping them around her head before she buried her face in your pussy, her tongue licked over your clit, wrapping around the small nub before she pressed the wet muscle against the nerves.
Your body jerked from the suddenness, “Ellie, oh my God!” Your legs wrapped around her head tighter. “Sorry—” you loosened them, “you feel too good.”
“Please.” Ellie’s voice cracked, “do that again…”
You stared at her for a bit, “are you serious?”
“Mhm, very.” Ellie muttered softly before your legs came around her face, securing there— squeezing her head. Ellie went back to eating you out, her mouth working deflty on your pussy. She ran her tongue between your folds carefully before slowly pushing it inside your slit which was tight and untouched. Perhaps you hadn’t even ever masturbated before— the thought alone got Ellie wet and she humped her hand— hips sliding back and forth on her open palm as her tongue continued to service you.
She slurped— wet, messy, deliberate. “Fuck, baby, you taste so good. I want more. I want it all…” Ellie mumbled under her breath, her words barely audible but the bit that you did hear made your cheeks flushed crimson with need and desire.
Pleasure coursed through your entire body as your hips attempted to jerk up but you couldn’t because of the way your legs remained locked around Ellie’s head. Ellie’s little murmurs of how delicious your pussy was made it vibrate. Your eyes squeezed shut.
“Oh, Ellie, baby, baby— wait, I’m—”
You couldn’t finish your words before you finished all over her face.
She pulled away from your shaking, now fallen apart loose legs, her face drenched from you. She smiled, “I love it…” she whispered softly. “I want more.”
“Wait—” you propped yourself up with one elbow. “I think I wanna try something else with you. Is that—?”
“Yes, yes!” Ellie excitedly climbed onto the bed with you. You saw how damp her hand was.
“Were you—?”
Ellie’s eyes widened and cheeks flushed. “N… no…”
You grinned a little and beckoned her closer. You grabbed her long legs and positioned one of yours on top of one of hers. “This may seem a little complicated but I— uh— I think I know how this works.”
“O-oh, isn’t this how people scissor? I don’t think I know how…” Ellie looked where her pussy was inches away from your wetter one.
“I don’t either, baby. It’s fine. We’ll figure this out…” You laid back a little more, elbows on the pillow. You tossed one to her, “it’ll keep your arms from getting sore.”
Ellie nodded and placed it behind herself, propping herself up— she watched as you rolled your hips forward— soaked cunt rubbing against hers. She moaned softly, reaching down and spreading her lips so her throbbing clit could meet yours. Once they rubbed— you swore you saw white— you saw heaven. Your eyes closed, a blissful moan escaping you— one so high-pitched that Ellie looked at you with concern for a second, or maybe just shock.
“I like this…” she mumbled before she took the upper hand, grinding down with all her strength. You could see her flat abs flexing as she rubbed against you. “You look so beautiful, baby, oh my God. Yes— fuck, fuck!” She moaned softly, completely lost in the feeling of your pussy against her own.
She pressed a finger to your lips, “hush, baby, just moan for me. I know you like this too.”
“I do…” you bucked your hips against hers, brows furrowed from the intense sensations she was inflicting on you. “I’m— I’m close.”
Ellie’s clit twitched and she squirted everywhere— soaking you and herself. You gasped, “ah, God— fuck— Ellie!” You moaned her name as you came undone once again.
Ellie backed up, smiling as she watched your chest heave up and down heavily. “You okay, gorgeous?”
“Mhm,” you extended your arms.
Ellie picked you up, kissing your temple before she wrapped her arms around you. “I’m proud of you.”
“I am, too…” you mumbled, voice tired and faint.
Ellie kissed you again, peppering your face with more kisses before she laid down— sweaty bodies pressed up together, cuddling— “rest up, we can clean up when your legs work again.”
Her metal fingers bring a cigar to her lips while her flesh hand grips your waist possessively, gray eyes dark and looking at the desperation in yours.
Your pretty lips kiss swollen from how you've been making out for what feels like forever, cheeks flushed, neck and collarbone full of marks left by her. The straps of your bra were down your shoulders, your skirt hiked up, and exposing your soaked panties.
Sevika blows the smoke to your face, making you cough. "You're such a jerk..." You fan the smoke away with your hand, but it doesn't do much.
"Mm... That right?" She just chuckles and jostles her thigh up against your core, making you gasp in her lap. "I can feel you dripping against my slacks."
"Just- Shut up..." Your face somehow gets more flushed, hips twitching with the urge to rut against her.
"You want something?" You nod, lips in a bratty pout. She tuts. "I don't think you do."
You whine. "Vika..."
"I'm not giving you anything if you don't ask for it." She takes another drag of her cigar, eyes locked on yours. You want to protest, give her a snarky come back, but at this point, you're just too desperate.
"I want you to fuck me..."
She raises an eyebrow. "What's that?"
"...Please. Please, Vika... Need you..."
She grins at your needy pleas, hand tightening on your side.
"No. Since I'm such a jerk." She puffs smoke to your direction again.
"Vika, please..." You roll your hips against her thigh, whimpering at the pleasure it shoots up through you. "Fuck, please- please, I need to cum so bad..."
"I'm not stopping you." She remarks casually, tapping the ashes onto an ashtray on a nearby table.
"But..." You whine, and she just tsks.
"Guess you don't need it that bad, then." She guides your hips to move, grinding your clothed cunt against her and making you moan.
"Fuck- I hate you..."
"Sure, doll." She grins, stopping when you start doing the movements by yourself, hips desperately rutting against the hard muscles of her thigh. Your panties clung to your skin, your wetness sipping through and forming a dark patch on her pants.
"Look at that, princess. Making a fucking mess. That desperate, huh?" She taunts in a sultry tone, eyes on your soaked heat. You whine, flustered, and bury your face on the side of her neck, hips bucking faster, needy moans escaping your lips.
"Nuh uh." She tugs on your hair, making you gasp and pulling you back until your glossy eyes meet hers, back arched. "Eyes on me."
"Please-" You sob in frustration, hips stuttering on their movements, trying so hard to find the right rhythm.
"What, baby? You ashamed? Too flustered with how you're rutting against my thigh like a bitch in heat? Using it to get off like a dumb mutt?" Her hand wraps around your throat firmly, forcing you to keep eye contact. "You should be. Such a pathetic little thing. Bet you're close already, aren't you?"
"Fuck..." You feel your thighs shaking, hips moving frantically. "Shit, I-"
"Gonna cum just from that, huh? You're that easy, doll?" She teases, hand carefully tightening on the sides of your neck.
"Stop being mean.."
She laughs. "Oh, but I know how wet it makes you, princess. That needy little cunt is just drooling for it, ain't it? So empty... Poor thing." You whimper with how she mocks you, eyes rolling back as the friction starts getting too much.
"I'm gonna-!"
"Do it, baby. Make a mess for me." She orders, and you tip over the edge immediately, crying out her name, thighs stuttering and shaking as you ride the aftershocks. Sevika's eyes are focused on your expressions, pupils blown wide with how you lose yourself in pleasure.
As you start to get down from your high, Sevika let's go of your neck, letting you lean against her chest. She pets your hair as you catch your breath, whispering sweet praises, letting you rest a little before round two.
and in respect to the anon, whether someone likes a character or doesn't is their personal preferences— u don't have the right to control them or dictate.
hear me out hear me out. dom Vampire dina 🙏 or abby
"I'm at your mercy, I'm at your whim"
A/N: I hear you!!
Pairing: Dom!Vampire Abby x Sub!Fem Reader
Content Warning: smut, blood play, degradation, dumbification, praising, fingering(r! receiving), oral (r! receiving), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, reader is a masochist.
Word Count: 1,5k
She was so scared to bite you at first, even though with every cell of her dead being aching for it. You could always see the pure sheer force of will she used to control herself — trying so fiercely to keep the beast at bay — terrified she'd hurt you, push you away, or worse – go too far.
Even when you begged her, she was reluctant. She could see that you were scared, could hear your heart pounding violently against your ribcage, see your pupils blown wide whenever her teeth came out when she was kissing you, the way you whimpered when she accidentally draw blood and just the scent of it had her nearly losing it.
But oh she was so fucking wrong.
You were far from scared.
The thought alone could get you soaked, thrill coursing through your veins along with the crimson calling her name.
"Please, Abby..." You plead again — lost time how many times you have at this point. You were intent on convincing her this time, the pretty dark red laced nightgown hugging your body a carefully chosen bait. It was endearing the way she was pacing around the room, scratching her head, trying to avoid looking at you too much because she knew it was a losing game.
"We talked about this, baby. You don't know what you're asking for."
"I do."
"No, you don't. I could kill you." Her voice comes out harsh but not unkind, mad at herself for being so weakly tempted.
"I trust you."
"I can't risk it... Fuck, why are you making this so hard for me?"
"Because I know you need it. And I don't want you feeding from anyone else." You grip her wrist, making her halt. "Don't you love me?"
"You know I do..." She finally sets her eyes on you again, you see them flicker, trying and failing not to trail down and delight in the so pretty sight you arranged just for her.
"So let me nourish you." Your eyes are so full of devotion and lust she almost feels her heart clench, like it could come back to life just with a look from you.
"It'll hurt." She warns, cold hand reaching to cup your chin, making you shiver.
"I know."
"A lot."
"I want it, Abby." Her eyes darken, you feel the air shift, and the hand that was so gently caressing your face suddenly grabs your throat, not squeezing, just resting firmly.
Your chest heavens, pulse racing beneath her fingertips, making her mouth water.
"You're scared, pet?" The gravel in her voice gets your knees weak, and you shake your head as much as you can with her hand constricing your movements, looking up at her with eyes blown wide.
"Are you sure?" She leans down, icy lips sliding down against your jaw, you hear her smelling you and chuckling darkly in realization. "Mm, I see."
Her other hand scratches up the skin of your inner thigh before squeezing the flesh, making you gasp and whine.
"Got inner motives, don't you, sweet?" Your short nightgown does little to hide your panties, and she doesn't think twice before abusing the easy access, fingers brushing against your soaked cunt, covered by a thin lace that leaves little to imagination.
"Abby..." You let out a needy moan of her name, making her laugh, your hips rutting against her hand.
"I've barely touched you, doll. Why are you this worked up, hm?" Her hand tightens around your neck slightly, and you let out a choked moan, her eyes glued to your expression.
"Naughty thing... Got this soaked just thinking about it. Bet you touched this needy cunt to the thought of it, haven't you?" Your upper body is suddenly pressed hard against the bed, her large body hovering over yours like a predator. Her thigh lodges between yours, and you wrap your legs around her waist, pulling her closer, making her groan.
"Fuck, please... Please, Abby..."
"Please, what?" Her fingers slip under your panties, finding your swollen clit and drawing tight circles around it.
"Shit-"
"Please what, princess?"
You grab her hair to pull her close, lips pressing against your neck. "Please, eat."
She doesn't answer — not with words — before you register it, she lets out an animalistic growl, and the next thing you feel is the sharp sting of your skin being pierced, her fangs sinking into your neck.
Adrenaline runs through your veins, the intense pain making you cry out, back arching. As she starts sucking your blood, your breathing slows, pain slowly morphing into something else, something that has your toes curling as she flickers your aching clit.
The pleasure doesn't replace the pain but shares the spotlight, both dancing in coexistence through your senses, your body feeling lighter as you let the feeling take over, enjoying the high it gives you.
You could faintly hear her growling and moaning against your throat, rutting against your legs like she might cum just from tasting your blood for the first time.
You feel dizzy, head numb as you let her have her fill.
She has to forcefully draw herself from you, making sure she doesn't take too much, growling and throwing her head back in bliss. Her eyes were dark, her mouth and chin stained with your blood. She watches as it flows out of the two holes she punctured into you and leans back down to lick your wound to help it heal, the flow slowly stopping.
"Fuck." She leans back to look at you. "Shit, you're fucking addictive." She pants, eyes searching your face, still dazed, barely focusing on her. You hear her laughing.
"All dumb now, aren't you?" She tuts, licking her bloodied lips. She rips the weak fabric of your panties effortlessly, two thick fingers thrusting hard into you, making you gasp. "That's what you wanted, isn't it? To be my stupid little bloodbag? Too out of it to even speak. Poor thing, can't do anything but take it." Her tone comes out in mock pity. She pumps harder, fingers curling just right to hit your g-spot over and over, her thumb teasing your clit as you let out incoherent pleas.
"A-Ah—bby...!"
"Yeah, I know, baby. Head's all empty, huh? Only thinking about how good it feels." Her eyes trail down to your soaked hole swallowing her digits, her pupils wide.
"Abb- Gonna-!"
"Mhm.. Cum for me, princess. Be a good pet." The rush still coursing through your veins makes everything much more intense, and you cum hard with a loud whimper, squirting on her fingers, the pure pleasure overwhelming you.
"Shit. Made a mess all for me, hon'?" She chuckles, mouth watering as she watches you contort through the aftershocks, her fingers still pumping deep. "Can't let it go to waste, now, can I?"
You barely comprehend her words before you gasp, back arching when her tongue eagerly laps at your dripping folds, still gushing your release.
"Abby! Fuck, too much-! Please-" You squirm, legs closing around her head, but she just spreads them back open, hands gripping your thighs tightly, forcing you to take the overstimulation, the onslaught of pleasure she gives you.
"Too much? Weren't you begging, sweetheart?" She circles your throbbing clit with her wet muscle, laughing against you at the pathetic whine it elicits. "You're a big girl, aren't you? Take it." She growled, suckling your poor nub, making you cry out before she releases it. "I haven't got my fill, yet."
"What-" She cuts you off abruptly, sinking her teeth into the soft skin of your inner thigh, drinking more of you with a moan, her thumb replacing her tongue on your cunt. "Ah-!" The sharp pain dulls the overstimulation, and you whine in pleasure, mind already broken, not knowing how to place them apart anymore.
She removes her teeth and pulls back, watching almost hypnotized as the crimson liquid drips down your thigh in thick goblets.
"Fuck.." It drips to your cunt and she's on it immediately, feasting on it like you're the last thing she'll ever eat. You swear you see her eyes flick red when she tastes your juices mixed with your blood, letting out a feral groan as she makes a mess out of you, feeding on your cum and blood. Red eyes fixed om you the whole time.
"Abby-! Oh my- Gonna cum again, shit... Please!" She doesn't bother responding, mind too feral. She suckles on your clit hard and you cry out, cumming on her tongue, hands gripping the sheets tightly.
She doesn't stop, too addicted and far gone, your sweet taste mixed with the irony making the perfect cocktail, and she can't get enough, licking you until you're sobbing and lost count of how many orgasms she pulled out of your exhausted body.
By the time she's done, you can barely move. Over the moon and still twitching, mind foggy.
"Princess? You with me?" You hear her calling out, barely putting together what she says.
"Mhmm..."
"You're alright, sweetheart?" You nod, trying your best to focus on her face and give her a lazy smile.
"Yeah. 'm tired..." You mumble and she laughs affectionately.
"Come here, baby. Let's get you cleaned up and hydrated." She grabs you easily, carrying your limp body effortlessly to the bathroom.
"Such a brave girl. So good for me..." It's the last thing you hear before you let yourself fall asleep, knowing she'll take care of you.
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