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sevika x fem!reader - smut oneshot
overview: sevika and you locked eyes at a party. one thing led to another, and next thing you knew, she was on her knees, lifting your dress up in the bathroom. one discovery you made last night was that tongue piercings feel amazing on your clit.
this oneshot will contain: feminine reader, pet names (doll, baby), afab reader, making out, oral sex (reader receiving), fingering, sevika has a tongue piercing, one night stand.
a/n: i thought i'd give the new format a try! lmk if you like it. smut isn't my strong suit, so i'll keep at it and pracitce!!1 enjoy 💕 (also can you guys tell i’m a sucker for fuckass bob sevika??? 💔)
minors do not interact. not proofread/edited.
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You’ve imagined Sevika eating you out for quite some time now.
How would she go about it?
Would she be the messy eater, where by the end of it, her face’ll be slobbered in your slick?
Or would she eat in calculated moves, using complex techniques with her tongue whilst pumping her fingers in and out of you?
Either way, all you could do was dream.
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The smell of sweat and smoke filled your nostrils, fogging your brain up, muting the sound that traveled through your ears. Loud bass that came from the speakers flooded throughout the room, thumping beneath your feet.
The house was small, which made everyone packed like sardines. It was only customary to accompany your friends to a weekend party. You thought it’d be smaller, but hey, you weren’t complaining, not one bit.
It was dark, of course. Not a big light turned on in sight. But the colorful party lights scattered about were enough, enough to see the woman you set your sights on since you stepped into the place.
She stood with her back against a wall, brooding. Sharp and defined features, and what more, she was tall. You were across the room, watching her as you intentionally weaved through the crowd to get a better look at her in the low light. But you kept your distance, you didn’t want to be too forward.
Her cup was half-full of something that kept her going for the remainder of the party. Hair cut short, cropped shirt with sleeves revealing enough to display her bulging right bicep and glimmering prosthetic arm as they were crossed over her chest.
You’ve heard of Sevika, seen her at multiple parties like this one, and most definitely heard of what she busied herself with at places like this. Tonight was just one of those instances, and you wonder who she’d walk off with next.
You came here to party and let loose a bit. With your friends nowhere in sight though, you promised yourself that you’d find a way to have fun by yourself. And if fun meant trying to achieve your deepest, wildest, fantasies, then so be it.
As you let the music permeate through your system, you danced along with the crowd to some hit song. Your hips swayed in time, moving without a care. But when you looked behind you to take another shameless glance at Sevika, her eyes were locked in on you, of all people.
This was your plan, to seemingly get her attention inadvertently (yeah, right) and hopefully be one of those girls tonight.
Your dress rode up your thighs as you rolled your body, which slowly started to expose more of your thighs to the world. You wanted it to happen for one exact reason. Then, you felt a pair of eyes on you as your back was turned to Sevika.
When you looked across the house to where she was at again, her gaze was low and unwavering, as if she burned the rest of the crowd away and bored holes into your short dress, if you could even call it one.
Yes. Sevika was observing you in the way that made your system heat up and your heart race. A smirk tugged on the corner of her lips when she saw how your body moved and the fact that you were also eyeing her down too.
Everyone was dancing around you, but you had long stopped your movements the moment she reciprocated your glances. From across the room, her chin tilted up ever so slightly, her eyelids lowered, and she adjusted her hips to rest comfortably against the wall.
You couldn’t contain a smile as you made the bold gesture to wink at her, hoping that she’d receive it. Thankfully, in turn, she motioned her index and middle in a come-hither motion. That was your breaking point.
Fuck it, you couldn’t help it anymore. Invisible strings cut through the crowd and led you to her so suddenly. The worry of being too forward left your mind permanently.
“I didn’t take you as someone who goes to shiny parties like these.” You introduced yourself as you reached your hand out for her to shake it, and she did, taking in only your fingertips in a feather-light touch for only a split second before the handshake was dreadfully over. Oh, that solid hand. Even if it had only been a second since her hand left yours, you missed it already.
Her voice was steady, like she had done this a million times already. “I’ve seen you around before. Nice moves.” She eyed your outfit up and down. Huh. Maybe she had her sights set on you longer than you expected.
“Me too.” And you finally had the guts to introduce yourself.
“Do you know anyone here?”
Frankly, no. You showed up because your friends who did know a guy invited you. But you didn’t want to lie to her about not being alone. “My friends are somewhere else right now. Are you here with anyone, Sevika?” You looked around to see if you unintentionally interrupted something.
You internally crossed your fingers. Please say no. Please say no. Please say no!
“No one’s with me right now, doll. I came by myself” Her voice had a hint of ‘ask me’ woven into it for sure by the look of how one eyebrow was slightly raised and the fact that she fidgeted with her cup, ready to throw it and come with you at a moment’s notice.
“Wanna dance? With me?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
Sevika discarded her cup down on a random surface without taking her silver eyes off of your form, knowing that she wouldn’t need it anymore as you dragged her back into the stuffy crowd.
Near the speakers, the deafening sound came back. You resumed your dancing, where Sevika came up behind you.
You turned your back and began dancing on her. Practically grinding against her thighs, where you felt the slightest stutter of her hips at the feeling of your warmth against hers. The fabric was rough against your thighs, but the slight discomfort from them could not triumph over the sensation of how she felt.
Her hands snaked up around your waist in a slow manner, dragging along each of your curves, pulling you in even closer. The friction drove you two mad, and the more you went on, the more drenched your panties became.
Her hand slid from your waist to your thigh, her metal one still tenderly holding your hip, causing goosebumps to raise on your skin.
The moment you turned your head around to look at her, Sevika’s lips met yours. She initiated it. Wet. Tasted like cheap liquor. And the metal ball that resided in her mouth—a tongue piercing that dragged along your lips and parted to enter through them. You gasped delightfully at the sensation.
“Mmph!” A stifled moan escaped you, and Sevika kissed through it, your wet muscle rolling over the ball of her piercing.
Tantalizingly slow, she made out with you, neither of you having any regard for anybody around you, because in the dark, everyone would be wrapped up with themselves only.
Your tongues brushed as it slid. You reached behind you to caress Sevika’s jaw, feeling it open and close as it worked in your mouth, her hair brushing your digits softly.
When you broke apart, you asked, “Bathroom?” whilst batting your eyelashes, chest heaving in anticipation.
Her eyes quickly darted back up from looking at the space on display just below your collarbone. “Bathroom. Definitely.”
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Thank god no one was occupying it with their own private antics, or else you would probably explode both figuratively and literally. The door shut and Sevika swiftly locked it. The light turned on along with the exhaust fan.
Now, the music was slightly muffled, not that you couldn’t hear anything that was going on outside. In fact, it was still as loud as ever, but neither of you cared. In the regular bathroom light, you got a better look at her, eyeing her up and down like you wanted her to devour you there and then.
She initiated the next kiss, pushing your body against the door, your back landing with a thud. You could feel her hot body pressed up against yours as she trailed rushed kisses up your neck, intentionally running the ball of her piercing along it, taking in your intoxicating perfume in the process. Her hands fondled your breasts over the fabric of your dress.
You were so turned on, and the aching between your legs only grew stronger. Your clit throbbed with want as each kiss landed on your skin. It was a pleasant surprise to find her clothed thigh slotting in between yours, adding a little pressure as your hips immediately began to grind on it.
She grunted into your ear. “You do this often?” She asked, trying her best to not sound as worked up than she actually was.
Again, you stifled a moan and replied, “Not all the time,” She probably knew already. Earlier she confessed that she was watching you too. “But I know you do.” You airily laughed.
“Damn, then I have a reputation to uphold then, don’t I, doll?” Sevika brushed her flesh thumb along your soft cheek, moving your thigh to match your own movements.
God, you were embarrassingly wet, your wetness leaking through your panties and causing a wet patch on the roughness of her jeans.
“Now tell me,” She leaned near the shell of your ear. “Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you, doll.” She lowered down her thigh, where she brought back that agonizing heat building up within you.
Speechless, you were. You were about to form some coherent words, but your breath only hitched. And she waited for you.
“Get on your knees.” You commanded. “...Please.”
Sevika cocked her head to the side, taking her hands off of you, bringing her thigh back to herself. “Demanding, aren’t we?” She chuckled, low and definitely teasing. “But I’ll give it to you since you’re such a pretty thing, hm?”
You were guided to rest against the sink counter. She sank to her knees, now kneeling on the soft rug below the sink. With no hesitation at all, you began to lift up your dress, but her hand flew up to your arm to stop it.
“Wait, doll.” And you backed off, seeing what she’d do. The rush was exciting as she peered up at you from below.
Then, her hands lightly trailed up your legs, starting from your ankles, going to slide up the back of your calf, and finally to the softness of your thighs, where she parted them with ease. Softly worshipping your skin, tracing the quivering outline of you as she had you all to herself. The whole action left you watching, left you shivering as the goosebumps came back.
Now she could slide your short dress up your thighs and get a better look of you. She licked her lips and went into your clothed mound, both hands cupping the bare skin of your ass.
She began licking through your damp underwear first. Paired with the kneading on your ass and her tongue threatening to circle your clit, you closed your eyes in absolute satisfaction.
You had a tight grip on the counter behind you, nails digging into the cold material as Sevika slid your panties to the side, taking a look at your glistening folds and she parted them with her thumb, lowly chuckling at how wet you were. Eventually, she slid them down, taking them completely off and hastily stuffing them into her back pocket, for later.
She licked your lips with the tip of her tongue before leaving a chaste, lingering kiss on your pulsing clit. You squirmed at that, and all she did was shush you before diving in again, this time, with an even greater force.
With the little extra pressure from the steel ball on her tongue piercing, you closed your eyes, the suckling noises filling the cramped room. Your breathing became heavier. The world through your eyes was becoming dizzy.
Sevika was getting drunk off of your juices as she reached up and pulled the top of your dress down, easily sliding underneath your bra to feel your bare breast, thumb running over your sensitive bud. Her mechanical hand stayed right on your thigh, keeping your writhing body in place.
She moaned into your pussy before breaking away for a second. “You taste so fucking good, baby.” Sevika then worked lower and lower, where her tongue reached your clenching hole. She slightly dipped her tongue into you, which elicited a desperate cry from your mouth.
Her nose hit your clit, bumping into your bud with every bob of her head into your hot cunt. God, you could just finish then and there. Speaking of which, the pressure building up inside of you with every flick and lick of her tongue had you breathing ragged and holding the back of Sevika’s head for support.
You pushed her deeper into you as she went back to suck your clit. Hard. You couldn’t take it anymore, as your body began tensing up, your orgasm building up gradually. You felt hot, a thin layer of sweat coating your body.
You didn’t care what time it was.
You didn’t care if your friends were looking for you or not.
All you cared about in that moment was that Sevika, of all people in the world, was here, in between your legs, ravishing you.
Sevika used her pointer to prod at your hole, where it slid in easily because of all the slick and saliva already there. As she began pumping her fingers in and out, her wet mouth kept at it, working at your clit at a steady rhythm.
Juices coated her digits, trailing down to her forearm as the satisfying squelches graced the room each time she went in. Another finger was put to use, this time her middle. She deliciously curled her digits at the spot that made your eyes roll back into your skull.
“Ah, don’t stop!” You begged.
And she didn’t, not ever. Her reputation preceded her, and now that you were able to confirm it, she was good. You were close to the edge now, and you groaned out mindless begs and pleads.
The taut string snapped within you. Orgasm hit you like a wave, intense, yet gradually euphoric. And you rolled your hips, sharply jerking them into her mouth that was still latched onto you.
Once you were down from that high, she stood up and took you in for another deep kiss. You could taste yourself on her tongue, feeling her piercing swirl in your mouth.
You didn’t even realize that your knees buckled after trying to hold on for so long, and she supported you up, helping you sit on the cold countertop. You winced at the sensation, but she massaged your thighs up and down, giving you a look of low eyelids and a gentle smile.
“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”
