(Part 1? lol)This got more ridiculous than I intended but here we are, a little rujinu aquarium date shenanigan inspired by @galaxyspeaking ‘s great aquarium date concept! I have a part 2 sketched out that’s more romantic and sappy but we’ll see if and when I get to it 🐠
I'M INTERESTED IN SEVIKA CONTENT, i've been requesting it on every blog-- could you please tag me if you write anything?
Hello! I'm so happy you sent this so I can use it as an excuse to write something for her! 😏 She truly deserves more attention and hopefully you and all the other Sevika lovers have fun reading this ❤️
Fandom: Arcane (League of Legends)
Pairing: Sevika x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Smut, mature content, swearing, thigh-riding, face-sitting (?), oral, fingering, mentions of smoking, alcohol and gambling
Word Count: 3,090~
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The air in the noisy room had a pungent smell of smoke and alcohol, old leather and something you could only describe as oily, floral, old and hints of citrus and sweat all mixed together in a cocktail that made you want to chop off your own nose.
"This place stinks…", you mumbled, earning a light chuckle from the woman at your side, moving closer to wrap your arms around her broad shoulders.
You always found comfort in the crook of Sevika's neck, inhaling the familiar scent of body-wash, the bittersweet Shimmer coursing through the copper from the metal arm around your waist as you sat on the larger woman's thigh and hid your face from all of the curious eyes in the packed, rowdy Last Drop.
The staring was intense, like lasers trying to melt through the back of your head, most from bizarre interest, some from disdain or disgust and the rare few from a jealousy that made you amused...
A puff of smoke from your partner and an annoyed look was all she needed to send their way and all of those who dared to stare would turn their heads away, afraid of what she would do to them.
You enjoyed her company and often followed her to the bar just to be in the same room as her while she took the money and ruined the pride of those who thought themselves smarter than her…
But knowing you were also making some people pissed was so incredibly satisfying to you -- like your little, dark secret that you only shared through a shy smirk and faint giggle against the dark, warm skin of her neck, feeling her tense slightly at the touch.
Soft lips pressed kisses to spot below her ear, brushing against the lobe with quiet whispers of praise about how handsome she looked each time she took a puff from the cigar; each time she released the smoke with a focused expression, each time smirked at the curses from the sore-losers in front of her, each time her cool, metal fingers lightly drummed against your clothed side with the promise to touch you more.
Under the jacket...
Where you really wanted it...
To most the kisses and smiles seemed like typical affection between a couple but your intentions were far from just wanting to seem cute and loving and you knew Sevika was aware of that, bouncing her leg and making you jump slightly in place.
"How much longer is this going to take?", you asked, glancing towards the cards in her hand, the ones on the table and then the ones in front of you, hiding the anxious faces of the goons that still had hopes they would get their money back.
It was pitiful to see them so hopeful when a tall tower of gold coins was right in front of them.
You guessed they made the old saying justice -- that hope was the last thing to die.
"However long is needed.", Sevika's answer was blunt and meant to frustrate you and it made you pout against her shoulder, resting head over the cold metal there as you watched her place a card down, moving slowly on purpose to tease you.
"Ugh…", a faint gust of air left your nose and you pulled yourself upwards on her leg as if to leave, stopped by the grip of the mechanical hand on your hip. It didn't hurt but was hard enough for you not to test her patience so you sat back down.
You were annoyed and impatient, eager to leave and get some slightly fresher air and spend some time with her in a much better way than watching another boring round of cards and hard liquor.
"Stop interrupting me and this will be over quickly.", she turned her head towards you, gray eyes holding yours for a moment, speaking from the corner of her mouth as she held the cigar.
You lowered your head and sighed, wrapping arms around her neck and waiting for the stupid game to end so you could go back home.
It really felt like it took hours but the goons eventually ran out of money to bet and bailed, leaving Sevika to collect the coins into a small satchel before motioning for you to stand up, taking one last sip of her drink and leaving.
"Finally…", you followed at her side, taking the metal hand in your warm one, hugging the arm close to you, smiling up at the taller woman who seemed to smirk slightly, glancing down at you.
"I ought to teach you some patience.", she narrowed her eyes at you, watching your smile falter and your head lower, trying to hide the shy hints of color on your cheeks as you remembered the last time she tried to teach you that lesson.
You squeezed her hand harder, looking up at her with slightly glazed eyes, hoping she was in the mood to have some more fun. A type of fun you were actually into unlike the gambling...a type of fun so obvious in your face you felt a tug of your arm as she started to walk a bit faster, leading you through the dark streets of the undercity back to where you stayed; at Silco's fancy little home.
"Fetch me a drink.", Sevika threw her cloak over a chair and sat down on a small sofa, legs spread, a scorching gaze following you around the room as you took a glass, a half-empty bottle of an orange liquid that smelled like it could power an engine, a couple of ice-cubes from the miniature freezer and returned to her side with the cool drink in hand.
"Good girl. Sit.", she purred, taking the glass and bringing it up to her lips, stopping when she saw you pat the spot next to her. "No. Here.", right leg was spread further, gray eyes gluing to your face as you looked down at her thigh and flushed.
Doing as you were told you took a seat on her thick leg and wrapped an arm around her strong neck, the sweet color on your face making Sevika chuckle after a sip of the alcohol. You saw her head turn towards yours, smelled the booze and the faint cigar smoke and it made you feel dizzy -- that familiar mixture you tasted almost every night on the tip of her tongue urging you closer until soft lips met hers and was greeted by a deep hum.
Glass was set on a little round table next to the sofa for her hand to shoot under your clothing, caressing warm skin, raking nails over flesh, so eager to mark what was already hers. You felt teeth sinking into your bottom lip, commanding mouth to open for her tongue to slip in, tasting, claiming every inch of yours, toying with a kiss that made you hug her neck tighter, heart beat faster, body squirm in the precarious width of her leg.
A soft moan was stolen by her lips when cold metal snuck under the front of your shirt, touching the way up to your bra and underneath, taking hold of your breast, the cool material making a nipple harden which she took no time in playing with, ever-so carefully, not wanting to hurt you.
You pulled away from her hungry mouth to gather your bearings, taking some air into your lungs, studying her grin and the way the scars on left cheek seemed to glow a faint blue to the rhythm of her breathing, a bit more swallow but collected in comparison to yours. Sevika gave you a moment, pressing those dark lips to your ear, licking a line down to the lobe, neck and to the pulse of a vein there, taking her time in leaving a bruise, the first of many she would adorn your cute neck with.
The metal hand toying with your breast moved to the other one while flesh hand slipped down your back to push past the belt and pants, groping your ass and making you squirm, feeling body growing warmer and eager. She smiled against your throat, the solid tips of her claw toying with your nipple in brushes and pinches that made your leg close in search of friction on your clit, making you whine.
"Sevika…", you hugged her head, kissing all over her gorgeous face, doting on the scarred cheek, trying to shower your partner in affection in hopes she would be generous enough not to tease you too horribly like she would so often do to you.
"Can I touch you? Please…?", you asked and your half-lidded gaze, trembling arms around her neck and the sweet blush on your cheeks made her chuckle, the deep rumble making the hairs on your body stand and your heart start to race.
"How can I say no to that when you ask me so nicely?", Sevika mused, pulling a little pout from you because you knew reality was much different and asking nicely didn't always work. It depended on her mood which was sometimes volatile, hard to read when she wanted to mess with you.
"How cute…", she chuckled, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth. She kept her hands where you needed them, waiting for you to do the same before playing with your skin again, testing your focus. You slipped a soft palm under the black and gold covering her, warm fingertips caressing the bits of dark skin you could feel, hovering near her breast but never quite able to reach properly.
"Please…", you looked at her with a sweet smile and she sighed, murmuring something about how spoiled you were. Metal hand abandoned chest to help you remove annoying clothes, tossing them aside on the sofa for you to finally press bare skin against hers, comforted by the heat of your bodies together and happy with the freedom you now had to explore her plump breasts and toned stomach.
Sevika explored your back with gentle brushes and scratches, caressed the soft arm you wrapped around her neck for support as you shifted weight to a more comfortable position, sinking onto thigh with the intention of grinding on it to relieve some of the familiar ache building between your legs.
The older woman took hold of your chin to press her lips to yours, proud and satisfied smile offering gentle kisses that filled your beating chest with the courage needed to leave your own mark on her neck as your hand squeezed her breast, thumb running circles over dark nipple, the light hum from deep within her throat sign that you were doing a good job. She wasn't the most vocal partner so any little sound was like a reward to you, proof that she was enjoying herself just like you were.
"My sweet girl…", Sevika chuckled, feeling the motion of your lower-half as you tried to get some, ANY friction on your clit. "Trying to fuck my leg, are you? How low you've come…", she teased, no malice or intention to shame but making you feel a bit shy about what you were doing, knowing that it seemed desperate...but what else could you do? It wasn't as if she was rushing to fuck you and you just couldn't deal with waiting any longer, your little eager heart and itching cunt needed more…
The larger woman leaned forwards, a soft sigh leaving at the pinch you gave her nipple, metal claw taking hold of your ass to urge you to keep moving, warm hand -- rough and scarred from all the fights and years of surviving -- caressing your side, your fluttering stomach, kneading breasts, toying with the hardened peaks to make you go faster on her thigh, pleased with the sight of you trying to get yourself off in such a needy way.
"I bet you're dying for me to touch you…", she purred, satin-like voice so close to your ear that you could feel the vibration of each syllable on your spine, making you arch and cling to broad shoulders for support, digging nails into muscle.
"Are you going to beg in that sweet little voice of yours?", your partner chuckled, pressing kisses to below your ear, a harder squish of your tender breast making your hips falter for a second.
Sevika licked the shell of your ear and you shook, the uncomfortable stick of your panties and the bit of brushing of clothed cunt against her pants not enough for you to find relief, only torturing yourself further by giving your clit a slight buzz. It frustrated you but was awfully amusing to her and you heard her chuckling next to your head, calling for you.
"You want me to play with that pussy?", the tone and language was expected but it still made you shiver, gripping shoulders harder. "Bet you're all weepy and aching…", she teased, palm drifting along the length of your stomach, metal claw on your ass squeezing hard enough for it to hurt.
"Sevika…please...", you whined.
"Please what? Use your words…", she smirked.
You swallowed the spit collecting in your mouth and moaned at the feeling of her fingertips going down your belly, hovering above where your wet and needy pussy met with the thick fabric.
"Please, your fingers…", you licked your bottom lip and felt her move a little bit downwards, "Please fuck me with your fingers…", the plea made her grin widen, pleased and entertained by your tiny voice cracking as you grew more desperate.
"That's my girl…", Sevika praised, feeling you raise yourself for her to undo belt and buttons, slipping larger hand between your warm thighs to brush fingers over your sensitive clit. You moaned her name, moving your hips to try and follow the back and forth of thick digits toying with you.
"F-fuck…", you cursed, her touch focused and calculated, rough enough for you to struggle to find a rhythm. Two fingertips dipped a slight inch into your weeping cunt, making you lean forwards, hugging her with all your strength, panting close to the shit-eating grin the hench-woman had on her gorgeous features, now tainted dark with a faint blush that made her look even more heavenly.
"Sevika…", you nuzzled her cheek, pressing kisses to lightly flushed skin. "Love you…", you moaned, feeling the stretch of two thick fingers slipping past your folds, so easily that it made you feel a bit embarrassed at how horny you were.
Older woman gave the corner of your parted mouth a kiss before swallowing a moan when her fingers reached deeper, curling and caressing walls that twitched around them. She hummed, the little sound making your hips buckle, smaller fingers sinking into the muscle of her shoulder, others gripping the cool metal for dear life...
The sloppy kisses to your bruised lips, the licks of her skillful tongue to yours; the heat of her skin and softness of chest against yours, the digits inside of you, the wide palm on your clit, the way her breathing was becoming more shallow and her praises starting to mix with your lewd sounds...
All urging you towards that edge you had been aching for all night, towards the relief you so desperately moved your hip in chase of, fucking yourself on her fingers, dripping all over her flesh and making a mess of her hand and your panties.
"I'm...I'm…", you hissed, the push and pull of her fingers slowing so they could curl, brush against a little sweet spot that made you see white. Sevika cooed your name, peppering your chin in kisses, loving on your throat as you arched with a moan, legs trembling and tensing as you finally came.
Tiny whines left you, body shaking from head to toe, eyes shut tight to the light above you, the grip on her shoulders loosening as you started to feel yourself going limp. She moved her hand away, a feeling of emptiness between your thighs making you pout. Lowering your tired head with a sigh and opening your glossy eyes you saw the tall woman studying her hand rubbing thumb over the stick of your juices on index and middle fingers, a hungry glance aimed at you making your insides twist.
"Look at the mess you made…", Sevika purred, running tongue over her wet fingers, one by one, licking and sucking in a way that made your clit tingle again. Gray eyes glued themselves to your flushed face, studying the timid glance sideways to hide the fact you had been staring at Sevika.
You weren't sure if she wanted you to apologize or was just teasing you -- or both -- but you barely had the chance to speak up before she took hold of your chin and tilted your head towards her.
"Let me clean you up, kitten.", she smirked.
Your mushy brain did flips inside your skull along with your stomach twisting in a way that made you squirm eagerly on her lap, watching how she pulled at your pants to get you to kick everything off and how she seemed to slide down almost gracefully until she sat on the floor, strong back pressed to the sofa, muscular arms on each side in the most casual of poses and somehow, your shaky, sticky legs ended up between her head.
The slow lick of a warm tongue over your wet cunt made you squeak in surprise, returning to reality and to the fact you were practically sitting on her face as she fucked you with her mouth. It made your face burn and your body tremble all over, hands reaching for the top of the sofa for help in supporting your weight due to the gnawing worry you could hurt her. Yet, Sevika seemed uncaring of anything other than eating you out, licking and tasting every inch of your still sensitive pussy.
"Se-Sevika, holy fuck…", you squeezed the old fabric of the sofa so hard that your knuckles went white. She touched your shaky legs and urged you to move, raking nails over messy skin on the way up to your hips, guiding your movements, giving you the security you needed to enjoy yourself.
Dark lips pressed kisses to your clit, taking hold of the little nub to suckle, deep hums sending jolts up and down your spine, collecting at the pit of your stomach, tying that familiar knot back again. You moaned and she seemed pleased, smiling against your leg and whispering about how hot you were, brushing nose against your folds and dragging her hungry tongue over soft flesh, flicking against the twitching nerves and teasing your gushing sex.
Half-way through you forgot you could speak, mouth only producing moans and sighs and a whole lot of cursing. You sometimes remembered to open your eyes and looked down at where the top of her head peeked out, to behind you at the rustling of her legs on the floor, jittery in a way that made you whine, knowing she was wet too...
It only took a few more swipes of Sevika's tongue over your clit and the slide of the muscle into you for your back to arch and hips to move faster with the need for release, grinding against her mouth, calling her name and scratching at the sofa and in a brief moment, you felt weak and exhausted.
You slumped forwards to rest your head on your arm, struggling for air, feeling the few tremors of your thighs, listening to your partner's dragged out hum and the very obvious, too obscene swallow of your juices. Her hands released your hips and with the strength you had left in your legs, moved to sit on her lap, wanting to kiss and hug and cuddle.
She let you cover her face in soft kisses; it was your way of showing your love and appreciation -- something she was used to but still welcomed with a gentle smile and a hold of your smaller body next to hers, metal claw scratching lightly at your leg, caressing your hot skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. You felt her chin stick to yours when you kissed her properly, tasting yourself on her lips and tongue, wrapping an arm around her neck and letting your palm slide between her breasts, dragging your fingers down her abs, under the belt and pants to a special spot that made her hiss.
"Can I?", your touch hesitated.
Sevika met your eyes, studied your flushed expression, eager eyes and bottom lip between your lips and then sighed, squeezing you closer.
"Yeah, you owe me…", she teased.
You smiled softly, a little too tired for more but with enough energy to give your partner some relief...
Notes: Original idea by @shouty-y and inspired by their Sevika in a vest drawings too so this one's for them! 👀 Story takes place after the first season in what might become a thing in season two but for now it's like an what if where Sevika takes over Silco's place, keeps the office and wears dapper clothing because she would look great in it 🤭 Hope you all enjoy this and thank you very much for reading ❤️
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The sounds of footsteps from around the corner made you push closer towards the wall, watching a rather tall yordle with a golden arm peeking out from an oversized cloak pass you without saying a word, followed by two of what you assumed were his human hench-men giving you the silent treatment too...
Rolling eyes you cursed under your breath at how some people had no manners and kept walking, crossing the hallway and reaching Sevika's office, entering to find her with a metal hand wrapped around a half-empty glass of whiskey and human one palming at her tired features, sighing deeply.
She was annoyed, you could tell…
"I told you to knock before coming in!", Sevika growled, catching herself when she lowered flesh hand and saw you at the door. "...", she must have thought you were someone else and it seemed that your little visit wasn't something she expected...
"Oh, my bad…", you offered a playful smile, leaning towards the door and hitting knuckles against the wood, knocking a couple of times.
"Did you come here for a reason or did you just want to waste my time?", she scolded you, rolling eyes as she took a sip of the alcohol with a faint groan.
Your shoulders slumped a little, feeling like you were unwanted. Sevika noticed the way you glanced towards the door as you wondered if you should leave before she yelled at you again. She sighed, setting the glass down and clearing her throat before speaking.
"Listen, I'm kind of swamped right now…", it wasn't exactly an apology but you could tell from the slight softening of her tone that she was a little guilty for talking to you in such an unpleasant way earlier.
It wasn't your really your fault , after all...
That she was...drowning in paper-work...?
Oh, your poor lover...
"I got this…", she slapped a heavy folder full of papers on the desk, "And this…", followed by another, "And this shit too…", and one more, each folder thicker than the last, making up a colorful pile of work that seemed to be the reason she looked pissed and on the verge of exhaustion.
"Guess it comes with the promotion, uh?", you chuckled, closing the door and walking towards her, feeling a bit bad she seemed so stressed.
"The paper-work or the headache?", the taller one grunted, rubbing fingertips against the side of her head, trying to soothe an oncoming migraine.
"Both?", you replied, seeing her narrow grey eyes at you. "How have you been sleeping?", you knew the answer already thanks to those nights where you lay alone on a bed meant for two, aching for company and affection but you never chased after her when she stayed night after night in the office, not wanting to come off as clingy or childish.
Sevika shrugged as an answer, knowing you wouldn't believe her if she lied, perfectly aware that you had been sleeping alone most nights because she often ran to the office to try and make a dent in the ever increasing work load.
It seemed that even in death, Silco left a lot of shit she had to clean up. Some things never change.
She noticed the hints of sadness in your eyes as you studied the bags under her eyes that the eye-shadow couldn't hide anymore, concern written all over your features. It made her heart feel tight, gaze avoiding you for a moment as she took in a deep breath, trying to appear composed so maybe you wouldn't worry so much...
You moved closer, standing in front of the large woman with open arms, slipping into her lap without a complaint from her. It seemed she did want you there but her mind was still on all the work, eyes glued to the tower of thick folders.
Smaller arms wrapped around her neck, feeling how tense she was when you pressed your body closer, every muscle on lock from head to toe. She was incredibly stiff and it made you feel like she needed a distraction from all the paper-work.
"I didn't mean to...you know…", Sevika sighed, leaning back against the chair as you followed after to press a kiss to the scars on her cheek.
"Be so bitchy?", you teased.
She exhaled and nodded, "Guess you could say that.", a hand touched your elbow, the warmth of her body making you feel nostalgic of the nights you two had shared without much to worry about before all of this fell on her lap one day and you started to see less and less of your tall lover.
"I miss you, you know…", you murmured, lips on her cheek again, tracing kisses up to her ear and then back down, lingering at the corner of mouth.
Sevika opened her mouth to speak but no words left her, only a soft hum as you kissed the corner of her lips, wanting to make her feel comfortable enough to let go of the chair's arms she had been gripping unconsciously, every muscle on edge.
"You need to relax...you feel like a rock…", you nuzzled her cheek and she released the chair but still seemed tense, like she forgot how to calm down after weeks of being around people who would have swallowed her and spit her out if they saw even bit of weakness from the woman who still had to prove her worth to some zaunites.
"It's been hard to...relax.", she confessed.
"Maybe...I can help you with that?", you purred.
You felt her body vibrate with another hum when you brushed soft lips over hers, expecting her to reject you and tell you to leave so she could go back to work but being surprised when she closed her eyes and pressed forwards a little bit, letting you take hold of her cheeks, kissing her gently.
Pulling away for a second to breathe you were delighted to feel Sevika shifting a little on the seat, chasing your lips and wanting more of you, body slowly growing more relaxed under yours.
"Let me help you relax…", you cooed against her mouth, pressing lips with more intention, molding them to familiar plump ones that tasted of booze and smoke. "Let me take care of you…", you let her chase you again, crashing lips against yours with a fervor you had missed night after night.
You pulled on her bottom lip, half-lidded eyes meeting hers before you pushed forwards and slipped your tongue into her eager mouth, a soft moan leaving you at the harsh squeeze of metal fingers on your hips, pulling you even closer.
Sevika made a little sound, something between a hum and a groan, rumbling deep inside her throat, scratching at her chest. You let your palms caress down the sides of her neck, dragging nails on dark skin and slipping under the collar of the white-shirt down to collarbones, stopping where buttons kept everything in place just above the black vest.
Body and cheeks felt warmer, clouded eyes looking at the woman in front of you, admiring the way she stared -- waited for you to continue -- with a smirk on her face. You undid button after button on the vest, pushing fabric aside until you saw the blouse and incredibly faint shadows behind.
"I got hands, you know...", she said, though from the way her eyes never left your face and flesh hand touched your lower-back, you were sure she didn't want you to stop. You wouldn't. It never crossed your mind to leave her like this.
You felt your cheeks grow warmer, however, at the implication behind her words, wondering if during any of those nights she was stuck in her office her body started to miss yours like you missed hers.
"I think mine would be better, no?", you offered a timid smile, one that made her chuckle, the sound making you squirm in your lover's tight grasp.
"Bet they got plenty of experience from these couple of weeks…", Sevika murmured against your jaw, soft lips leaving kisses along the path to your ear. Her voice was deeper, laced with perverse intentions to make you a mess...
...and then she purred out a question -- so intentionally slow -- that you felt your heart race and stomach do twists.
"How much did you miss me?", she pressed a kiss against your ear, making your eager fingers falter on the first few buttons of the blouse that kept your hands from touching the skin you craved.
"So much…", you whispered, feeling her hand on your hip squeezing, her warm mouth pressing a wide grin against the spot below your earlobe.
"Did you think of me?", Sevika brushed her lips towards yours but refused you a kiss, pulling back to bury deep into your soul with her heated gaze, enjoying how you fumbled with the buttons.
"Did you play with yourself while I was gone?", she licked her lips and it made you tremble a bit, overwhelmed by her hunger and curiosity and the inch by inch of dark skin you slowly unveiled with each pop of a button on that annoying blouse.
You felt a little small under her intense stare but through the flush and initial embarrassment you confessed with a tiny nod, watching how her grin slowly widened. It seemed her confidence never truly left, it was only hidden by all of the stress.
It was exciting seeing her like this, so obviously interested in knowing about how you had kept yourself a little less lonely during the nights she chose to stay in the office to focus on work...
"I wish you'd been there…", you pouted, glancing down at where your fingers had stopped, over the black fabric of a lacey bra that made your eyes go wide. Without hesitation you pushed the blouse as open as it could go, caressing over the curves of the dark material up to her collarbones and back down to sculpted stomach, feeling muscles twitch under your fingertips as you explored her abs.
"I promise you won't sleep alone from now on, babygirl…", Sevika took hold of your chin, closing your jaw you hadn't noticed was hanging, brushing her thumb over your tender bottom lip. You met her hungry eyes again, letting her thumb slip into your mouth, sucking on it with a faint moan.
Half-lidded eyes watched you with fervent intent; how you wrapped your tongue around her thumb and nipped at the skin, releasing when she finally leaned back on the chair and took in a breath with an obvious expansion of her chest, your attention falling on the exposed skin and the black lace.
You took it as a sign to continue, latching lips onto her throat, licking a wet spot to suck on, leaving a colorful bruise there. She looked a bit annoyed at that, knowing people would notice but your little, proud giggle softened her expression a bit.
Your palms roamed Sevika's muscular front, caressing toned her stomach, brushing fingertips over each slope of her abs and then to her sides, carefully raking nails up to ribs and then behind, your eyes catching hers for a short second before undoing the lace, pulling bra down to slowly reveal plump breasts that made your mouth water.
"Something caught your eye?", she chuckled.
"You're so hot…", you bit your bottom lip, freely touching a body that looked made by the Gods, full of muscle and power, adorned in pale scars from a life of fighting and surviving. "So fucking hot…", the slight heave from her chest when you praised her and gently palmed a breast making your head feel light, like you were dreaming.
"And you're so good for my ego…", a small smile and an arm keeping you secure as you explored her front, brushing thumb over a dark nipple, the other hand enjoying the way her stomach felt.
"You don't need help with that…", you returned the smile, watching her shake with a silent laugh; "But I mean it…", soft words left your lips that pressed to the side of her neck to shower in kisses as you toyed with her left breast, running fingertips over a hardening peak that made her inhale sharply.
"I want to kiss every inch of you, baby…", you murmured, brushing lips upwards to capture her mouth in a languid kiss, feeling the way her face twitched a bit when you rolled her nipple between your fingers. Tongue met hers with a moan, hand squeezing her breast, fingertips lingering above the waistline of her pants, eager to touch her.
Sevika broke the kiss with a faint huff, the color on her cheeks making your heart-beat go rampant, your lustful gaze studying over the skin under your two warm hands; gorgeous and dark and full of marks. You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and rose from her strong lap, watching how gray eyes never left your form as you slowly kneeled in front of her, smaller palms resting over powerful thighs while your hungry mouth worshipped a path from her throat down to in-between her breasts
Taking a nipple between your lips you gazed up at your slightly flushed lover, mesmerized by the way she so intensely watched your every move, feeling her chest start to heave slowly and how her teeth nursed her bottom lip. Eager to please you placed your mouth on her neglected breast, replacing wet tongue with smooth fingers that toyed with a hard nipple, flicking tongue over the other, sucking and keeping your shrouded gaze glued to her face.
Metal hand tightly gripped the arm-rest, the other moving hairs away from your forehead, caressing your cheek that hollowed around her peak before releasing with a wet pop. Sevika trembled a little, almost unnoticed if not for the strained exhale she produced at the sight. You kissed your way down to her muscular stomach which you adorned every inch of in wet kisses and licks, feeling her muscles twitch and thighs part slightly as if inviting you…
"Never thought I'd see you on your knees like this…", the older woman smirked, eyes following your lips as they traveled to the side, tongue following the deep line of her hip to the other, mouth stopping when you felt a leather belt.
"Can't worship you if I'm not on my knees…", you cooed, fingertips drumming against the gold of the fancy belt-buckle, a little proud smile reaching your features at her eyes widening slightly.
It gave you a surge of confidence seeing her like this -- on the literal edge of her seat, lightly flushed and so eager for you to continue but trying to look patient and composed...but you saw how her arm stretched and metal clawed at the wooden desk and flesh hand hovered close to your head…
"Going to put that mouth to good use?", there it was -- the first sign of excitement in the form of a rather obvious question and then her thick fingers combing through your hair as if to motivate you.
As if you needed it…
You glanced up at Sevika, hands fidgeting with the belt, zipper and buttons, pushing pants open and revealing dark fabric to match the loose bra. How cute of her to match, you thought to yourself, hand squeezing her muscular thigh hard enough for her to grunt and lift herself so you could slide trousers down her legs, abandoning them at the ankles.
"For you, handsome, anything…", your smile was genuine and maybe that was what made her face flush a bit deeper...that or the way you caressed her thighs with your palms, digging fingers into the muscles and dragging them up to where the black material of her thin boxers squeezed the flesh.
"You're gorgeous…", you pressed lips to her left thigh and brushed your tongue over the dent of a strong muscle, leaving kisses up to the fabric and switching to the other, giving it the same affection while your palm lay against her toned stomach.
"Hmmpff…", Sevika huffed at you, her silence comfortable to you when her body spoke volumes and was much easier to read. It was rather hard to notice the damp spot on her dark boxers but her skin under your palms was incredibly warm and you could hear the impatient scratching from the claw above you, leaving marks on the desk that hid you perfectly between her powerful thighs.
Curiously you brushed your thumb over where the fabric concealed her bundle of nerves, looking up to catch her inhale sharply and narrow eyes down at you. Proud of how sensitive she was from your earlier touches, you gave attention to a thigh once more, kissing upwards towards the cotton, lifting it just enough to peck hotter flesh of inner-thigh and watching how chest sank with a long exhale.
"So gorgeous…", you purred against the other thigh, feeling her hand touch your scalp, pushing your face towards her core. Sliding your hands under the fabric around her strong thighs you took a quick look at Sevika, the color on her cheeks and the faint shimmer from the sweat collecting on her forehead making your body start to burn up.
Gods, she looked incredible…
Those eager, lustful eyes like a black hole that pulled you in, the warmth on her cheeks, parted dark lips that produced the smallest of pants, every inch of her powerful body aching for you.
She could overpower you easily...but the fact she was sitting there, barely able to keep her posture, vest and blouse open to give you the perfect view of her tits and the damp trails left behind by your wanton mouth, staring down at you like she could eat you alive and yet so patient, with behavior so contradictory to her nature and her new role...
It made your insides twist and turn and you felt a familiar heat collecting between your own legs, the need to scratch that itch making you squirm a bit in place. You would focus on her, however -- she was your priority and she knew that; she saw how deep you blushed, how you shifted between her legs and how you lightly scratched at her thighs.
Putting her above yourself…
Her heart skipped a beat when you tugged at the waistband of her boxers and without much effort helped you pull them down, your own eagerness obvious from how fast you took a hold of her leg and crawled forwards to be able place it over your shoulder, feeling the weight, the strength, the hard muscle of her thigh resting on you now...and with it a view of short curls, neatly trimmed, hiding folds and flesh and everything that made you drool.
"You're so hot…", you whispered against her skin, warm and delicious when you pressed a kiss there and nipped at the flesh, picturing how nice she'd look with a couple marks on her thigh. Sevika let out a groan from deep within her chest, watching you with unfaltering attention, thick fingers taking hold of your hair to pull on it, making you hiss.
It was kind of cute how eager she was…
Looking up at her you moved your mouth away from dark skin to show her your work; the colorful spots on inner-thigh. You seemed proud and that satisfied smile made her groan again, though you were sure it was her way of subtly telling you to hurry up. So you did and dragged your tongue up her thigh, brushing mouth against the curls, using your fingers to part her folds, finding them to be as wet as you hoped, as needy as you craved…
"Fuck…", you moaned, feeling the muscles on her thigh trembling next to your head. Her hold on your head loosened but her palm remained there, pushing you forwards a little. "Sevika, you're so wet…", pressing forwards you gave her clit a shy lick, your warm tongue against her sensitive nub pulling a loud hum from the woman above you.
"Shit…", she cursed, strong hand pushing your head forwards again, not wanting you to move away. Not that you would dream of doing so.
You realized how much fun it was to tease her; being on the receiving end had made you used to enduring her whims but now she was the one to suffer through your delicious torture as you tasted her folds over and over with lips and tongue but made sure to avoid her clit and dripping cunt.
It was rather amusing to you -- messing with her like this just as she had done to you many, many times before but absolutely maddening to her but slowly you started to hear her becoming a bit more vocal beyond the curses she threw at you and you knew your effort and self-control was paying off.
When you finally brushed your damp lips against her clit you felt her tense up and her hand balling into a fist, keeping your head in place with a hold of your hair. It hurt a little but your body and mind were solely on her and your rapid growing arousal mixed with the pain in a way that made your clit tingle and your inner-thighs become warmer…
Sevika hissed, her back arching ever-so slightly, metal digits sinking into the table to help ground herself. You peered up at her, admiring the way eyes closed and jaw hung open with a sigh, the beautiful sound coming from your powerful lover making you squirm to press your legs together, trying to soothe the intense ache between them.
She was so fucking hot, so mesmerizing and gorgeous from the few loose black strands that stuck to her sweaty forehead to the veiled eyes that slowly opened to watch you, to the color on her cheeks to the teeth chewing on bottom lip as she took in the sight of you between her thighs, to exposed collarbones and breasts, to the muscular front with the deep slopes of her abs and the lines of her hips...every inch trembling thanks to you.
You couldn't help but moan deeply, overwhelmed by the heat between Sevika's legs, by the hand pulling on your hair and pushing your head down, shoving your messy and flushed face against her dripping pussy for you to savour every bit of wet flesh like it was your last day on Runeterra and by the Gods did you enjoy every twitch from her body and every sound she offered you mixing with the obscene sucks and slurps as you feasted on her cunt until your jaw started to become a bit sore.
"Don't fucking stop…", her growl traveled all the way down your spine, collecting at the pit of your stomach, leaving your panties drenched and your clit needy for attention. Powerful thigh shook next to your head, curved to keep you in place, fisting a handful of hair to pull, making you hum from the sting. You gazed upwards, lips wrapped around her clit, nursing the sensitive nub and leaving her completely at the mercy of your starving mouth.
You squirmed a little, unable to relieve that uncomfortable feeling between your legs, letting out a whine, head bobbing slightly with the jerk your hips produced with the faintest of brushes of fabric against your clit. She noticed, between eyes that never left you, though half-lidded and glazed over...and her expression hardened in a way that made you remember who was actually in-charge.
"Touch yourself…", Sevika purred -- no, ordered.
It was a command, one that made your brain go stupid for a second as you forgot what you were supposed to be doing, mouth stopping for you to catch a much needed breath, looking up at her with doe-like eyes and lips and chin a wreck…
"Touch. Yourself.", a sharp pull of your hair and you hissed, lowering head to hide your timid face as you did as you were told, letting her see your arm disappear between your legs, hand slipping under belt and fabric, fingertips brushing against that little spot that made your hips jolt forwards.
"Good girl…", her tongue swiped over bottom lip, a pleased smirk making you feel fuzzy inside. She looked satisfied at your willingness to obey and it made you feel even more eager to please further, pressing wet lips against her pulsating clit, sliding your fingers down to her weeping cunt while your other hand played with your clit, damp, lustful eyes watching strong back rest against the chair with a deep moan echoing throughout the office.
You wanted to be good for her…
You wanted her to praise you again…
You wanted to hear her moan again…
No matter how sore your jaw and arm would be by the end, you had no intention of stopping until she came on your eager tongue and chin was dripping with her juices and she was completely satisfied…
"Just like that…", Sevika groaned at the moan to her clit and finger slipping past her folds with such ease that you felt your head go light. You played with yourself, finding an erratic rhythm through the motion of your finger and lips on her and her palm on your head keeping you between her thighs.
Your lover moaned at the curl of your finger inside of her, a rich and deep sound that made your body tense up, glossy eyes glancing up at her blissful expression; the lovely color on her cheeks, mouth hanging open to release labored breaths and little gasps each time you brushed your tongue against her, her half-lidded eyes fighting to stay open so she could look at you with that intense gaze that made your fingers move faster against your clit.
"More…", Sevika hissed, her thigh finding the back of your head, hand untangling from your hair, reaching up to caress her own breast. "Fuck me harder, babygirl…", the way her voice had gone down in octave already made you feel insane but hearing her telling you what to do again was just too much and you moaned, sound muffled by the warm flesh your sticky lips were attached to.
Slowly you pushed another finger into her, feeling walls squeezing you eagerly, curling and moving those digits in a way that made her eyes close and her sounds more frequent, much louder than what you were used to. You focused all of your attention on her -- stretching her, pushing and pulling those two fingers, curving them to brush against tender walls and sucking on her bundle of nerves without pause, allowing warm juices to flow onto hand and wrist, making a mess of an arm that grew tired.
Feeling Sevika's body begin to jerk and moans growing louder you latched onto her clit with a series of hums and with the release of steam from mechanical arm, hand back on your head and her thigh squeezed against the side of your face, you kissed lower and lower, replacing drenched digits with your tongue, lapping up her gushing cunt.
"F-fuck...fuck…", the woman groaned, arching back and pushing on your head, fighting against the overstimulation but you were unrelenting, not stopping until you felt your own hips buckle and that familiar wave of relieve washing over you.
You moved wet mouth away to moan, tired hand dropping onto a warm thigh, digging fingers into the muscle as you tried to ground yourself, resting your cheek against her leg as you two panted and sighed, the gentle petting of your head comforting to you, like silent praise that you had done well…
Sevika was the first one to move, albeit rather sluggish, pushing herself back against the chair with a long exhale, making you snap out of your happy stupor. Glancing up you saw how cheeks were flushed deep, skin from forehead to stomach covered in sweat, chest heaving slightly...and it made you smile affectionately up at your lover before pressing kisses to her thigh, choosing to place your tired arms there and rest your head over them, enjoying the sight of her looking away with a timid grin, eventually meeting your eyes.
"Did I do good?", you asked with shimmering eyes, licking over lips to taste what remained of her release, doing the same to the fingers that had been inside of her just moments before.
She let out a grunt at your question and grabbed your wrist, pulling you up against her, embracing you so tightly you thought she would crack your back. You squeaked and she loosened the grip, pressing head against your temple, holding you in a way that your heart swell. Her arms were strong and she was really warm and you found yourself with your arms around her neck, leaning against her head, closing your eyes for a few moments.
"You're way too good to me…", she murmured.
"I love you…", you pressed a kiss to her temple.
"I know…", she squeezed you a bit tighter then and with eyes meeting yours, you swore you saw a shine behind the gray color. "I love you too…", it was a quiet answer but you knew it was genuine, reserved in volume but loud in your heart where you knew she would always find a home in.
Earlier this year I got the opportunity to work with @riotgamesmusic on Sessions: Vi, a free lofi playlist for creators! Here are my illustrations for the campaign!
