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[cambieart]

New draw your ship trend dropped

[escyn]

thinking about S2 Jayce and S1 Viktor

[gtgbabie0]

Sevika x Reader

Synopsis: {Sevika has some trouble with her mechanical arm, you offer her help} For my other works my Masterlist is here <3

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The pale light of the moon was drowned out by the neon signs that flicker soft colours of pink and blue which bleed through your small apartment, it was the only source of light guiding Sevika through the room before she finds the light switch, clumsily flicking it on.

It had all gone so horribly wrong so quickly, what was meant to be a simple drop off and pick up turned into a violent mess— fucking useless, she thought bitterly. It’d be the last time she would work with some newbies who couldn’t tell their left from their right.

Her frustrations were bubbling over, that much was clear when she slams the front door shut, immediately wincing at the loud noise and once again she silently curses, this time at herself.

It was well past midnight and you were definitely knocked out like a light, it was endearing how quickly you fell asleep, one moment the pair of you would be talking then the very next you were snoring your head off. The thought of you curled up in your shared bed with your face smushed against the soft pillows makes her smile— the type that softens her hardened features.

It almost made her forget about the dull ache that seized her muscles, almost. She needed a drink.

So with a bottle of whiskey and her toolbox, you had so kindly brought for her spread out on the coffee table she sat down on the couch trying to fix the mess that had become of her mechanical arm— which was so much more harder to do by herself, without you there to unscrew the screws she couldn’t reach or to hand her the right tools… or to caress her cheek with those soft hands of yours, fuck, she had missed you more then she’d like to admit.

Sevika had been at it for hours, fumbling with one stubborn screw that had been lodged stuck. It refused to come loose for love nor money and it was driving her up the damn wall that she throws the stupid screwdriver across the room, watching it bounce across the wooden floorboards with a loud clang and a thud.

She stares down at it with a small scowl, scoffing before reaching for the bottle of whiskey.

“Sev?— what’re you doing?” Your soft voice, heavy with sleep ripples through the silence, breaking down the spell of anger that seemed ever present.

“Nothing, go back to bed, I’ll be there in a minute.” She mumbles the reply, ducking her head down to look at the floor beneath her, it was almost ridiculous how fast the guilt hit her. She’d woken you up at god knows what time with her banging around.

You shake your head at her dismissal, padding your way over to her with a small frown— your hands tightening the silk robe you had wrapped around your body. Without a word she moves her legs so you can perch yourself on the edge of the coffee table, sitting in front of her.

“You won’t be able to fix it if you’re drunk.” You tell her, a small smirk ghosting over your lips as you watch her put the bottle of whiskey down on the table with a small huff.

“It’s not the alcohol—” Sevika replies gruffly, her heart skipping a few beats at the feeling of your hand against her knee as you rummage through her toolbox. “It needs a specific part.” Gods, you made her feel like a lovesick fool sometimes but damn if she didn’t absolutely adore the feeling.

With a soft hum, you let your fingertips graze along the metal fixings of her prosthetic arm, the joints were all broken and a couple of cogs were missing— it’d be easier to fix if it was detached and by the look on Sevika’s face she knew this… but it was a pain to do.

“I could-” you go to offer her an alternative, eyes skimming across the mechanical arm as your tired mind runs a mile a minute.

“Just help me take it off,” She concedes with a weary sigh, nodding over to the screwdriver which you’re quick to pick up.

She didn’t like having it off, to feel so vulnerable and defenceless. In a strange way, it scared her. Sure she could probably knock a guy or two out with one hand but it was still daunting to feel so stripped in such a way.

You stand up from the coffee table, situating yourself in between her legs as you begin to gently unscrew the bolts, handing them over to her one after another as she puts them safely into a bag. Then with a soft hiss of air, the arm comes loose, the weight falling from Sevika’s shoulder and down on the sofa beside her.

“We’ll fix it tomorrow… get that specific piece.” You promise her with a tender smile, looking down at her from where you stand with her rough hand resting over the curve of your hips from between the opening of your silken robe— caressing up to your waist slowly.

“Mmhm.” She hums in agreement, leaning forwards to bury her face into your soft tummy with a heavy sigh that borders on a groan as you skim your fingertips along her cheek and through her hair ever so slowly that it has her nuzzling into you like a damn cat.

Gods, you knew just how to dismantle her… you were a dangerous woman— her kryptonite.

“C’mere.” She mutters, pulling you down onto her lap without a single second thought. Her strong arm wraps around your waist, holding you against her as you melt into her body— her fingers brushing along your hip.

“Come to bed Sev— you look like you’re about to pass out.” You whisper, turning your head to get a good look at her with those soft eyes of yours… so tired and sweet.

“I will just let me hold you like this for a minute.” She replies back, bumping her forehead against your own— pressing a kiss to your cheek then burying her face into the crook of your shoulder, a muffled ‘I love you’ spoken into your skin.

[chosomyfavwife]

Talk You Through It

Sevika x Reader

PLOT: Roommate Sevika gets her wish, seeing your pussy, but better yet…fucking it. 

CW: 18+, MDNI, roommate!Sevika, dom!Sevika, virgin!reader, inexperienced reader, needy!Sevika, mommy kink, corruption kink (ish)

1.2k words // part 2

🎶talk you through it - kwn :)) Enjoy

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Roommate!Sevika, who just wanted to tease you. Wanted to see your wide eyes and the way you’d bury your face in your hands, squealing in sheer embarrassment. 

“So you've never been touched? Let alone fucked yourself down there?”

Her chin points to your poorly covered cunt. You quickly cross your legs, sleep shorts riding up your plush thighs.

Why did you let Mel convince you to make Sevika your new roommate?

Roommate!Sevika, who has been dying to see your pussy, but even she didn't see things going this far.

She never thought you’d let your curiosity fog your mind with lust. Didn’t think you’d feel the same wave of need she’s felt since you batted those pretty, innocent eyes at her that first night.

“Yeah, slide those off.”

Your shorts fall to the ground, you reach for your lace panties next, they sit nice and snug in your wet folds. 

Your panties were already soaked, fabric mapping every line and curve of your hot core, leaving nothing to the imagination.

Sevika immediately shakes her head. 

“No, want those on. Slide them to side for me, baby.”

She licks her lips, legs spread wide on her side of the room, her cigar smoked out on the table between you. 

“Mhm, just like that, honey.”

You hiss as the cold air hits you right where you need to be touched most. A hand travels to your pebbled nipples, twisting the sensitive peak between your fingers, eyes locked on Sevika’s.

“W-what next, Sevika?” You say with your pussy on full display, hole pulsing around nothing, lips puffy from arousal. 

Sevika’s breath hitches as yours fails to level out. She shuffles in her seat. 

Her name… it sounded so good falling from your lips. It sent a dizzying swell to her chest. She can’t imagine how it’d sound whining, dragged out during an orgas—

“Sevika, please,” you breathe out like a hushed plea, bringing her back to reality. She watches your hips, how they're ready to rut on something—someone—not there. 

Sevika gulps, your hooded eyes, and shaky voice, fly directly to her thumping clit. 

Step by step, Sevika patiently stalks towards you, legs open and pussy dripping.

Low and controlled, “Use two fingers…yeah…now spread your silk up and then down. Yea-yeah, just like that.”

You look down, bottom lip between your teeth, quiet whimpers stuck in your throat. 

Sevika wasn’t new to this, but you, so sweet, so soft, she has to see more of you, smell all of you. 

“O-oh!”

Your eyes shut tight, hips rolling up, back arching off the back of the couch.

“Sevika, I can feel your—”

“My what?”

Her warm breath feathers over your clit as you coax your sex in your juices. 

Her eyes are trained on your fingers. 

The slightest movement has Sevika’s face flushed, mouth open, tongue gliding over her lips—hungry. 

Rough she grits out, “Your clit. Rub her for me, baby.”

Your movements are hesitant, nervous. Sevika can tell you’re overthinking, not yet lost in desire.

“Let go, it’s just you and me…good girl, move in circles. Mhm, again. Keep going, baby girl.”

She coaches you, kneeling between your shaky legs, patience running thin with every throb to her pussy, intoxicated on your strangled moans. 

“Flick it.”

She chuckles, watching your sorry excuse of a flick.

“Let me, I’ve got you.”

Her hand falls over yours. She guides it to your thigh, while her other flicks at your engorged clit. 

You stir in your seat, the pain overwhelming you, her hand digs into your thigh, holding you still.

“You ready for more, princess?”

Her dark, focused gaze makes your breath hitch.

You nod quickly, ready to be at her command. 

“Good.”

Her hands slide down your thighs, falling into the curve under your knees. She pushes your legs up, landing them rightfully onto her shoulders.

“Hmm,” You hum, pleased and ready. 

“Now, I need your hand back on your cunt…perfect, and keep tugging at your tits. God, you’re doing so well, princess.” 

You press down on your clit, circling with pressure, but you're desperate more. 

You whimper, pulse quickening, “Ngh, more. I want more, Sevika.”

“What do you need, baby?”

Your lips pout, “You…”

She smiles, grip never leaving your thighs.

“Nuh uh. I need you to do something for me first, okay?”

“Yes, mommy.”

Shit. That was it.

Sevika’s fingers twitch, begging to be put to use. 

“Be a good girl and slide one finger in. Good, good, give it a second. Let that tight pussy adjust.” 

Sevika could feel the slick between her legs, her thighs rubbing together, her knees struggling to hold out any longer. 

“Now, curl it and roll those hips for me."

Your pain subsides, replaced with a tickle of pleasure.

"That’s it,” Sevika drags out, “In and out. Uh-huh, in and out.”

Every pull into your pussy sent a jolt through you, and every push out left you empty and aching.

Your pace quickened, the sounds of your tight hole vibrate throughout the apartment.

“Add another one for me, princess. Ugh, such a good listener for mommy."

Sevika’s head falls to the side, settling on your thigh.

"Yes, deeper, slide your finger deeper in that pussy. F-fuck!”

Eyes closed, she was losing her mind, gone from just the sounds of your sloppy thrusts.

Her breathing grows frantic, chest rising and falling, heavy and out of breath.

Eyes still shut, Sevika taps your side, “Wrap your ankles around me, honey.” 

Edging closer to your peak with the light tremble paired with every word from Sevika’s watering mouth, you listen, following her broken voice.

“F-feel weird, Sevika.” 

Her hands guide your hips, her breath heating up on your already bubbling core. 

“That’s good, baby,” she reassures gently.

You start to feel it, your body squirming in her grasp.

Goddamn, she needs to feel you. 

Sevika indulges in her pathetic need, yearning to feel the ridges of your core, the pull of your hole around her fingers.

Already moving, her fingers slide under yours, you slow your thrusts, adjusting to the new pressure at your entrance. 

“W-what?”

Disheveled, eyes glazed over, you watch the drooling woman before you. 

“Let me help you, please?”

You hips buck, sucking her in more, aching for her to breach your virgin cunt. “That’s all I’ve wanted, Sevika.” 

The four digits work you open, applying pressure on a spot you haven’t reached. It’s soft, a cushion of new desire that makes you buck farther into her hand.

"S'good, mommy."

Sevika buries herself inside, to the hilt. 

“You’re close, baby. Can f-feel you—fuck—closing tighter on me, us.”

Her eyes burn on yours, following the way your eyes start to roll back, mind short-circuiting as your pulse convulses around her fingers. 

Plap, plap!

You push deeper into your orgasm, smacking your hands into your core as your thighs tremble, spasming with every brush to your g-spot. 

“Sevika, Sevika, don’t stop, please, don’t stop,” you ramble, riding through your first orgasm. 

The wetness is obscene, dripping out of your hole, covering your cunt, soaking the furniture beneath you. 

You don’t even have time to think before you’re left empty and your spent fingers are hooked in your roommate's mouth, sucked clean. 

“Ready for round two? Have something for you to eat right now…”

Your mouth waters, tongue ready to know the taste of your very informative roommate.

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