"Who does Natalie have? Other than Travis, which we both know was a fucking train wreck, who does she really have? No one. And now she has less. We wouldn't be here if it wasn't for her. So I do what I can. Not just for her, for me."
abby who LOVES being smothered. This girl will have your ride her face for hours- drag your folds on her face, using her nose to get your off, being smothered with the weight of your body. Boobs too. She will have you put your tits in her face as you ride her strap. She sucks your nipples as they hang over her face.
not proofread, smothering, other stuff mentioned but not rlly expanded on so idk what to tag really
it's so late i probably sound dumb as hell to people who are even a bit awake please ignore if i wrote something stupid
"no- come back" abby demanded, pulling you back down onto her face the second she felt your weight lift off. "you have to breathe, you know?" you said as you looked down at her. abby's cheeks were flushed, probably from a slight lack of oxygen. you sighed, knowing abby couldn't give less of a shit about breathing when eating you out.
abby really did love having your full weight on her, though. there's a good amount of you, which abby loves more than life itself. nothing is hotter to her than being smothered under your soft flesh, and getting to eat you out at the same time.
she also loved when you were in cowgirl, letting her fuck up into you with a nearly punishing rhythm as she stuffed her face into your tits. she kept you in place with her huge arms around your waist, squeezing you against her as she felt the soft warmth all over her face.
abby could get off on just feeling your weight on her. she loved knowing she could handle all of you. better than anyone else.
and of course, innocent movie nights with you on her lap were agonizing, each and every time...
cw: abby is a med student & a nerd, size kink, fingering, gentle sex, rubbing, praise kink, established relationship, petnames
your girlfriend, abby, has been neglecting you because of her med school stress. eventually, she makes up for it.
âAbby?â You called her name softly, opening the door just enough to let the light from the hallway slip inside in thin stripes.
Abby was hunched over her desk, her muscular arms sprawled across the desk, and her face resting against her forearms. You moved closer cautiously, as if you were approaching an injured animal. In reality, your girlfriend Abby had the tendency of stressing and studying until she was too burnt out to even grab a toast.
You placed a hand on her shoulder, âAbby, youâve been studying way too much. Come have a break?â
She let out a small sound, somewhere between a grunt and a ânoâ, but she didnât move or even wake. You ran your hand down her back, tucking back the loose strands that had escaped her braid.
âHey, your examâs not due until next week. Youâve got plenty of time. Come to bed now,â you said gently.
âNo, I still have to reviseâŚâ Abby mumbled, rubbing the sleep away from her eyesâ or at least trying to.
âThereâs no point in studying when youâre this much sleepy.â
âIâll be fine,â Abby insisted.
You sighed, âalrighty,â you rubbed her shoulder one last time, âIâll be downstairs so I donât disturb you.â
You turned, walking to the door. Abby averted her eyes from her books and looked towards you finally. Seeing you leaving the room made something in her work, and she suddenly stood up so hard, she knocked her chair down.
You, startled by the sound, jerked and turned around.
âWhatâs wrongâ?â
âStay,â Abby said, crossing the room in two strides. She grabbed your wrist, not too tight, but firm.
âIâm right here,â you said slowly.
âNo, I mean,â Abby moved back, picking up the chair with her other hand and setting it upright. She sat down, and patted her thigh, âhere.â
Your cheeks reddened, âAbby, youâre getting nowhere with your syllabus with me on yourââ
âPlease,â Abby said, staring up at you with her irresistible puppy eyes.
You sighed before smiling, âalright.â
You sat down on her lap, her arm instantly wrapped around your torso as she secured you with your back to her chest. She grabbed both your legs and swung your thoughts together over her legs so you were now seated comfortably sideways on her lap.
You leaned your head onto her neck, watching Abby muttering under her breath as she went over her notes again.
There was a little furrow between her brows whenever she was focused, it was something you found so adorable about the other woman.
Within a few minutes into the study session, you saw her head droop a little.
You knew sheâd insist she wasnât tired, or that she needed more revision so you didnât ask her to sleep in. You waited and watched your girlfriendâs murmurs slow down into peaceful soft breathing. Her head drooped again, resting against your frame as she instinctively pulled you close with both arms wrapped around you now.
You smiled to yourself.
âI love you, baby,â you whispered.
Abby pulled you closer, âlove you, too.â
Morning came soon before you registered it.
Somehow you woke up in bed, tucked carefully in the blankets. You blinked before rubbing the sleep out of your eyes with the heel of your palm.
âAbby?â You turned to the side and saw her laid beside you.
âMmm,â she grabbed ahold of your waist and pulled you into her frame, back against her chest âfuck, I missed holding you like this.â
âWe literally live under the same roof,â you laughed softly.
âI know,â she said with a hint of regret in her voice, âbeen busy with college, regardless I shouldnât be neglecting my girl.â
You smiled despite yourself, âitâs okay, Abby, I understand.â
Abbyâs hand reached down, âreally, let me make it up to you, princessâŚâ
âAbbyâŚâ you let her lay you down, her hand massaging your thighs, âyou really donât have to.â
âI know,â Abby kissed your forehead, âbut I want to.â
She pulled your panties down slowly, letting it dangle from one of your legs as her hand settled on your sensitive area. She held it, rubbing slowly as if she was letting you savour the feeling before she actually started stimulating you.
Her fingers dipped inside just slightly earning a small mewl from you.
âFuck, itâs been so long,â Abby muttered.
Your arms wrapped around her neck, âgo slow, okay?â
âNo promises, princess.â
You couldnât help feeling yourself getting wetter at the thought of her overstimulating you. Her fingers entered slowly, keeping a steady pace as they worked inside you. Two fingersâ yet they felt like theyâd provide a challenging stretch.
Your arms tightened, âAbbyâŚâ
âYâtrust me, donât you?â
âI do,â your grip loosened a little.
Abbyâs fingers curled. You moaned, body arching to her touch.
âNow, thatâs my good girl.â
You couldnât help squirming under Abby as her fingers moved inside your wet cunt earning the filthiest sounds from you.
Your legs were quivering already and it had only been about a few seconds since Abby had started finger fucking you but you couldnât help it. She was just so good at it. She was good at anything that involved her hands.
You grasped her tighter. âAbby, AbbyâŚâ
She moved closer to you so you could hold on comfortably as her fingers moved faster. Every stroke inside was addictive in a way that left you craving more of her to stretch you out.
Maybe it was because Abby simply happened to have big fingers. Big, calloused fingers that fucked you so deep you lost your mind.
You gripped the sheets tightly, âAbbyâ Iâm close!â
âCum for me, baby,â Abby leaned closer to kiss you.
You kissed her back as your legs tensed before falling apart, your liquids gushed out soaking the sheets and Abbyâs hand in the process. Your mind went fuzzy for a good minute.
âThat feel good, baby?â Abby asked, voice so gentle it hurt.
You nodded, âthank you, babyâŚâ
âDonât mention it,â Abby rubbed your sore cunt, âdid so well for me, my princess.â
You kept your face buried in the crook of her neck. Abby didnât push you away, she continued holding you. A while later, you felt her hold shifting a little.
âBreakfast?â
You giggled, âI thought youâd forget about it.â
She rolled her eyes affectionately, âI never forget when itâs you.â
đ tonightâs sex felt..different, in a good way. you looked down, noticing sevikaâs strap got bigger, longer. as she enters it inside of you, you whimpered, squirming around. with a grunt, sevika gripped your waist, holding you still. âbe still for me, love.â sevika said, thrusting her cock inside you.
đ you moaned, thighs twitching. âs-sevika..i-its too big..â you half whined-half moaned. she went in harder, your walls clenching around the strap. âyeah? too bad, youâre gonna take it.â as you squirmed again, you felt a sharp slap to your ass cheek. âwhat did i tell you? hold still.â sevika said, grabbing your wrists and holding them above your head.
đ âi-iâm sorry!â you pleaded, feeling her punishing your slopping wet cunt with hard thrusts. âshh, just take it baby, be good for me..â sevika whispered, her other hand finding your chin and crashing your lips together. as your tongues dance around each other, you feel a warm liquid entering your mouth, her spit.
đ she grinned as she pulled away, âdrink up, doll.â sevika said with a chuckle. once she decided she wasnât satisfied, she switched positions. she flipped you over, pulling your hair just enough to see you arch your back, you pretty ass directly facing her. âthere you go, look at that pretty ass.â
đ another sharp smack to your ass, making you flinch and moan all at the same time. she entered the strap in you again, hands on your waist guiding you to ride it. âcâmon baby, give me more.â sevika grunted, admiring the view of you as you rode her strap.
đ âim close..please..â you begged, needing to let go of your coming orgasm. âgo on, doll, imm waiting.â sevika said, entering harder to push you closer to the edge. after what seemed like an eternity of smacks and thrusts, your body finally released. she pulled out of you slowly, teasinglyâmaking you feel every single moment. after she took off her strap, you collapsed against her. she chuckled and stroked your hair, âmm, good job, baby.â she praised.
â§âËââ Request: "innocent reader learning how to kiss (like training for a first date) with best friend sevika."
Word Count: 2.4k
Content/Warnings: sfw, inexperienced reader, no pronouns/gendered terms used for reader, best friend!sev, very fluffy, sevika is an ass but she's your ass, you're a handful but you're her handful, kissing practice, friends to lovers...?
A/N: throwback to when i got this request seven months ago... anyhow, i thought it was adorable then, and i think it's adorable now, and i literally wrote it in one sitting so please excuse typosâ sometimes i miss them when i'm deep in flow state LMAO. thank you so much to the anon who requested this! i will say i didn't write the reader as being "innocent" so much as i wrote them as just being inexperienced because i have an aversion to infantilizing the reader, but i had so much fun writing this and i hope you enjoy the product! :)
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The Last Drop is free of patrons this afternoon; quiet, minus the obnoxious pop music playing from the overhead speakers.
It takes about a song and a half of your incessant staring before Sevika's focus on the loose screw in her arm relents in favor of shifting to you.
She looks up at you with tired eyes and a cocked browâ an expression you've grown very used toâ awaiting your explanation for said staring.
You say nothing, still gazing, brows furrowed and lips pursed. A very serious face for someone Sevika has learned is incredibly unserious.
"Can I help you?" She finally grunts.
And at that, you sit up straight, eyes bright.
"Ohâ why, yes, you can," you beam. "I'm so glad you asked."
Sevika pinches the bridge of her nose and sighs as you scoot closer. She recalls an excerpt from the pretentious parenting book she'd bought topside after taking Isha in; something about "ignoring unacceptable demands for attention so as not to reinforce the behavior."
She's gotten better at doing this with Isha. She has not gotten better at doing this with you.
"I've been thinking about something," you begin, "and I need your help⌠if it's cool with you."
You take on an uncharacteristically bashful expression, piquing Sevika's interest.
"Okay," she narrows her eyes. "What is it?"
"It's about⌠I dunno⌠dating?" you say, twisting one of the several rings on your fingers.
The corner of Sevika's lips quirk up into a near-imperceptible smirk.
"My love life," you continue, "the lack thereof, what I've done, what I haven'tâ"
"Spit it out, sweetness."
"Right," you exhale. "So⌠here's the thing:"
You ignore the embarrassment creeping up the back of your neck and prickling at your cheeks. It's Sevika. She knows almost everything about you, and she hasn't judged you yetâ well, not including the time you bought a chai tea for, like, ten bucks at a swanky coffee shop before you knew she could make it better herself.
Still, it's Sevika. She's your best friend. And if there's anyone you want assisting you in rectifying the predicament you've found yourself in, it's her.
So, you do as she asked and spit it out.
"I've never kissed anyone."
Her grin stretches across her face in full, now.
"You serious?" She asks, brows lifting.
You roll your eyes, scoffing.
"Yes, Sev. And I'd appreciate you withholding any snarky ass comments. Not everyone has women lined up for a mile waiting to get a piece."
"Uh-oh," she purrs, leaning back against the booth and crossing her arms. "Somebody sounds jealous."
"I'm not jealous," you bite back.
Not of her, at least. Of the women you know she's been with, though..?
"Look," you huff, "I just⌠I need your help, okay?"
"I gathered. With what?"
Your eyes shoot up from where they were trained on a knot in the wooden table and meet her own, wide and surprised.
As it turns out, you hadn't really thought through the conversation this far. Sevika's good at reading your mind; you figured you'd just ask for "help," she'd know exactly what you meant, and the rest would be history.
The smirk she's wearing suggests she does know exactly what you mean, but that she wants to hear you say it anyway.
And your best friend is a stubborn, stubborn woman.
So you concede.
"With kissing, Sevika."
You squeeze your eyes shut, the embarrassment impossible to ignore, now.
"With kissing?"
Janna, you should have known she was going to make this impossibleâŚ
"Yes! With kissing!" You exclaim, eyes wide and hands gesturing wildly.
She stares for a moment, likely deciding whether or not the entertainment of making this more difficult for you would be worth the threat to her physical safety.
Much to your relief, she decides she'd like to stay alive today.
"Alright," she shrugs. "I'll help you."
And, just like that, she goes back to tightening the screw.
You track her movements for a moment, dumbfounded.
"That's it? You'll⌠you'll teach me? Just like that?"
"Why not?" She replies, not looking up from her arm. "I've spent the last couple of weeks teaching a six-year-old to 'calm her body' and sign 'I can't find my dinosaur' instead of throwing a fit. Might be nice to teach an adult something a bit more⌠well⌠adult."
"Yeah?" you ask; hopeful, relieved.
"Yeah," Sevika echoes, looking up at you with a warm smileâ an expression that's far more rare than the look of exasperation she wore at the beginning of this chat.
"Okay. Then⌠yeah," you shyly smile, "you'll, uh⌠you'll teach me how to kiss, then."
"Mhm," she hums, returning her focus to the screw for good, though the soft smile doesn't leave her face.
"I've got one more request, though."
"Hm?"
"Can you please change the music to like, anything else?"
Sevika snorts. She'd quickly learned over the past few days to tune the music out the best she could.
"No can do," she shakes her head. "I promised Jinx full control over the sound system for a week as long as she'd leave explosives alone in the meantime. She's trying to get me to break and let her go back to throwing glitter-filled Molotov cocktails across the bridge. Can't have thatâ enforcers are already on her ass about it."
"Damn," you complain. "Sounds like she's got a bright future in psychological warfare ahead of her."
Finally, the screw in her arm is tightened. She leans back with another chuckle, puts the screwdriver down, and reaches into her pocket for a cigarillo instead.
"You're tellin' me."
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A few days later, you're seated on the couch in Sevika's apartment nursing a glass of wine; Sevika, a glass of whiskey.
Scratch nursingâ she sits down next to you and promptly throws the whole thing back.
"Janna," you gawk. "Long day?"
"Don't get me started. Council was even bitchier than usual today, and the only peace I got between that and picking up Ishaâ who refused bedtime last nightâ"
You wince upon imagining the morning that must have created.
"was the 15-minute car ride from the office to her school."
"Damn," you shake your head, "that's rough. Do you wanna⌠I don't know⌠reschedule, or something?"
"No, no, no," Sevika quickly replies. "Not necessary. BesidesâŚ"
The shit-eating grin she gives you warns of the nonsense she's about to spout.
"I need to blow off some steam."
"Dude," you cringe, choking back a laugh, "can you please just, like⌠try not to be weird about this?"
"You're boring," she smirks, leaning forward to place her empty glass onto the coffee table.
"I'm absolutely not."
"You are. And, as it turns out, you've never kissed anyone, but I can only fix one of those things."
You roll your eyes, placing your own glass down and turning toward her fully.
"Alright then, smartass," you grin. "Teach me how to kiss. What do I do?"
"Well," Sevika exhales, "that depends. You ever watch porn?"
"Hello?"
"Or, like⌠justâ anything that includes people kissing. Makin' out. You know."
You chuckle, breathless and appalled.
"Uh⌠I mean⌠sometimes?" You shrug, face already heating up.
"Okay," she nods. "Is there anything you've seen that you like? That you don't like? Some people see tongue action and get grossed out. Other people see it and wanna get in on it. So, tell me what interests you, and we'll start there."
It takes everything within you not to yank the blanket off the back of the couch and hide underneath it for the rest of your days.
But, you remind yourself once more: this is Sevika. She's seen it all, she's heard it all, and if she didn't want to hear this, she wouldn't have asked.
"Um⌠well⌠I'm not put off by tongue, for starters."
She snorts at that.
"Keep talkin'," she encourages, standing to walk to the kitchen and pour herself another drink.
You furrow your brows, parsing your brain for all of the porn and "anything that includes people kissing" you've seen and considering what you liked.
"I mean, a whole lotta tongue right off the bat is probably a bit much for me, but, like⌠as long as there's plenty of lead up to it, I think it's hot."
"What does 'lead up' mean to you?" She asks, sitting back down.
"Damn. You a sex therapist now, or something?"
She lifts a shoulder. "I think I could be good at that."
"You know what? True," you nod.
"Answer my question, though."
"Oh, yeahâ right. Lead upâŚ"
You consider her question as you chew on the inside of your cheek.
"I guess, like, kissing that's just on the mouth? No tongue yet. Gentle, slow⌠but then when there is tongue,"
Sevika's brows raise as you sit up straight to deliver your strong opinion.
"you can't just immediately go in full force. You've gotta test the waters first⌠like, just a little bit ofâ"
You freeze as the ridiculousness of French-kissing logistics dawns on you, and then, you burst into laughter.
"I'm sorry," you giggle, shaking your head, "This feels so stupid."
"It's not," Sevika asserts, watching fondly as you bury your face in your hands. "I was right there with you."
"Really?" you whine, hands falling to your lap. "'Cause it feels silly."
"It's not silly," she shakes her head, scooting closer. "I agree. Too much tongue right off the bat is a no-go. That's step one downâ figuring out what you like. Second step is figuring out what your partner likes, and we seem to be in agreement, so we've got that step down, too."
"Oh, yeah? What's the third step, then?"
You're almost certain you see her eyes flicker down to your lips for just a moment.
Regardless, when her gaze meets your own, there's something in it that you haven't seen before. Something sultry. Something sure.
"You show me what you like."
Your eyes go the slightest bit wider.
"Show you? Like⌠the porn I watch? OrâŚ"
"Kiss me, Y/n. Only way to learn is to try."
You go still. Your heart starts beating a little faster.
"Oh," you breathe. "Are you⌠Are you sure?"
"Are you?"
"Yes! Yesâ I mean⌠yeah."
She chuckles as you grimace at your own awkward fumbling.
And then, she reaches forward. Cradles your jaw with a warm hand. Leans in until your lips are a hairsbreadth away from hers.
"Go ahead, then. Show me what you like."
It isn't smooth at first. Neither of you tries to pretend it is.
You lean forward just enough that your mouth brushes hers, pull back because you get too flustered, and then try again, firmly planting your lips to her own as you both chuckle through it all.
"Stop smiling," she mumbles into the kiss.
"You're smiling, too," you mumble back.
"No 'm not."
"I can feel-"
"Okay," she pulls back to scold you, though the smile is still present on her lips, "talk or kiss. You pick. We can't do both."
"Kiss, kiss," you giggle, reaching up to cradle her face, too. "Sorryâ definitely kiss."
"Yeah?" She nods, the hand that was against your cheek now gently grasping your wrist. "You sure?"
"I'm sure," you nod back.
"Good. C'mere."
Something crackles in the air this time. You're quicker to find your footing. It's easier to settle into a rhythm.
And before you know it, you're both breathing heavy, refusing to pull away, tongues darting out to trace each other's bottom lip.
When you finally do pull away, it's only to catch your breath.
Your faces stay close. Your breath stays ragged. Your hand stays on her face, and her hand stays on your hipâ though you don't even remember it landing there.
"Good?" She murmurs, grey irises glittering and pupils gone wide.
You're still breathless as you reply.
"Yeah⌠yeah, that was good."
"Not the kiss, doll. You. Are you good?"
"Oh," you pull back in surprise, "y-yeah. I'm⌠I'm really good, actually."
"Yeah?" A lazy smirk pulls at her swollen lips. "Ready to get out there and kiss some dimes?"
The fact is, she's the only person you've really thought about kissing lately, and after what just happened, you know damn well that's not changing any time soon.
But you don't mention that. You just nod, still breathless and buzzing.
"Yeah. I'm ready."
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When Sevika swings her apartment door open for you, she's met with your defeated smile.
"What's wrong, baby?" She asks, stepping aside to let you in. "Date didn't go well?"
You shrug off your coat with a sigh and hang it on the rack as she closes the door behind you.
"It was fine. Great, actually, which is what sucks."
"Oh, shit⌠too much tongue too early, huh?"
You bark out a laugh, leaning against the door and letting your head fall back against the wood.
"No, no⌠nothing like that."
Your eyes narrow as you think.
"Something like that, actuallyâŚ"
She tilts her head to the side, brows knitting together.
"Do tell."
"I just⌠I don't know. We kissed. It was⌠fine. Just fine. Which, I don't really get, because, technically, they did everything right. Didn't come on too strong or too fast. A tasteful amount of tongue."
Sevika can't help but chortle at that.
"Then what was the matter?"
You stare up at her for a moment, eyes darting across her features like you'll find the answer somewhere in them.
And then, your eyes meet hers, and you remember how her irises looked all glassy and her pupils looked all blown-out, and the answer is suddenly right in front of you.
"What are youâ"
"Can I kiss you?"
You half expect her to look at you like you're crazy. Or laugh at you, maybe.
What you don't expect is for her to step forward, put her hands on your hips, and lean in.
"Yeah, doll," she whispers. "Course you can."
There's no scrambling for rhythm this time.
Your lips meet, and you melt, your arms coming up to wrap around her shoulders.
It's slow at first, just as you like it. Tender. Gentle.
And then, it's not.
Then, it's hands twisting in the fabric of each other's clothes, breaths mingling with one another's, tongues finally dancing.
"Sorry," you pull away to pant, "haven't really had my tongue in somebody else's mouth before, so it's probably not the most gracefulâ"
"Talk or kiss, baby," Sevika interrupts. "Talk or kiss."
Hi can I please make a request for needy perv Sevika x pretty FEM reader where Sevika has a crush on her and is shy or nervous but painfully obvious and everyone knows about her crush but Sevika doesn't think so and tries to woo(I think that's how it's spelled) reader
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Needy perv Sevika x pretty fem reader
Summery - youâve been working at Last Drop as a waitress, and Sevika has been obsessed with you. She didnât know how to talk to a sweet little thing like you so she watched from a distance. But now she canât help herself, she craves you, every bit of you, even though she shouldnât since she is your boss. Thatâs not going to stop her from making you herâs, she just has to prove that she can give you everything you want and more.
Tw: smutty, age gap (reader is early 20s), more of a modern au - men and minors dni
a/n - heyyy lovelies, I love writing request, they are always open!!! Also they donât have to be full out request, if you have anything even little things you want to see I would love to write them. Also Iâm starting to work on pirate!sevika x reader head cannons and will hopefully do a full series as well with pirate sevika
More works on my masterâs list
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Sevika really tried to get over her crush for you. She really, really did, but her thoughts were consumed by you. Every morning she wondered how you would wear your hair for work or how she could get the courage to actually hold a conversation with you. Then during work she check on you, make sure no one is bothering you. She would also check you out in your little skirts you wore, she gets so distracted from your legs alone, itâs honestly pathetic. And after work, when she was alone she let herself indulge in all the dirty thoughts she had about you.
At first she felt so bad about all the perverted thoughts she had about her young waitress but she just couldnât help herself. In her bed she would think of your curves and those pretty eyes always starring up at her. Sevika needed you so bad, but for now her hand would have to do, oh and the bikini pics you posted on instagram, those help too. God, she loved those pictures, but hated that they were out there for the public.
She wanted you for her eyes only. She wanted you all to herself and she was starting to plan out how to make you hers.
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Today was any other day for you. You worked as a waitress trying to make ends meet, although since Sevika started running things at Last Drop your pay check has dramatically increased⌠subtle.
Sevika was here playing cards and looking at your ass⌠again, subtle. But you didnât mind, you were the skirts that you knew drove her crazy on purpose. And Jinx called you out on it.
Jinx stopped you when you were dropping off her and Ishaâs food, âyou know Sevika is looking at you, right?â
âIâm aware,â you smirked.
âAnd you were that skirt on purpose, huh?â Jinx laughed.
You glared at her before you both bursted to laughs, âand so what if I did?â
âŚ
Sevika wasnât paying any attention to the guys she was playing poker with, until you were brought up.
âSo when are you going to take that waitress of yours for a ride?â one of the guys laughed, âbecause if you donât, I will.â
Sevikaâs blood was boiling, but she refused to give them more ammunition. So instead she threatens his life with a cold stone face, âIf you even try go near her, I will end you.â They stopped talking about you, knowing damn well she would actually kill them.
When Sevika inevitably looks through Last Drop for you, her heart stops. She sees you laughing with Jinx while giving Isha more paper and crayons like itâs second nature. You just fit so well with her people and it just makes her fall for you more.
Sheâs been wanting to ask you out for months. She was originally just going to go up and ask and every time she went to do so, it just felt weak. You deserve more, you deserve grand gestures. The issue was Sevika didnât know how to do grand gestures.
But for you, sheâs figuring it out. After youâre done with your shift, sheâll finally put her plan in motion.
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Finally your shift was done, you were cleaning up about to head out when Sevika asked to have a moment with you. You figured it was something about work and followed Sevika to her office.
To your surprise, Sevika gave you a large bouquet of your favorite flowers with a note that read: âa pretty lady should have pretty flowersâ
To Sevika this was a lot for her to do. It took recruiting Jinx to confirm your favorite flowers as well as an hour of over thinking on what to write for a note or even if there should be one. Plus trying to find flowers that were to Sevikaâs standards for you. It was more simple but well thought out, plus she didnât want to go over board⌠yet.
âI⌠well I was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner with me⌠on a date,â Sevika stumbled, she was more nervous than she has ever been, âFeel free to say no and I wonât bother you again. I just really like you and wanted to see if you could possibly feel the same.â
âSevika,â you paused, taking a sniff of your gorgeous flowers and holding them close, âI would love to go to on a date with you. Also I love these, thank you.â
âReally?â Sevika honestly could not believe you just agreed, she was worried this was a joke or a dream she would wake up from.
You laughed softly, âYes, really. Youâre sweet.â Sevika melted, you are the only person that would describe her as sweet. And Sevika wanted that, she wanted to be sweet for you.
âGreat! What about tomorrow? I can pick you up at 6 if that works for you.â Sevika couldnât help but smile. You, her pretty little waitress, just agreed to go out with her and she was not going to take it for granted.
âSounds perfect, Iâll see you tomorrow at 6.â You reached up on you tippy toes and planted a soft kiss to Sevikaâs cheek before heading out.
Sevika was in awe, she couldnât believe it. Not only were you excited about going on a date, you kissed her cheek. That kiss sent so many emotions through Sevika, wholesome and dirty alike. As much as Sevika wanted to be sweet, sheâs still a perv when it comes to you. She needed you in so many ways, in all ways, and she will have you soon enough.
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