Warnings: Readers parents divorce, age gap is established, there is tension, slight flirting, sharing a bed.
This whole day couldn't possibly get any worse. Yet it has.ย
The beloved car you've been driving for years justโฆ stopped. For weeks it's been having a hard time starting and the fuel tank whines at you sometimes, but she's reliable. She got you all the way to the cityโ where your parents completely broke your heart.ย
But your car breaking down in the middle of absolute nowhere? That was worse. At least in the current. It's just your luck that you broke down on a country lane where you hadn't driven past another car for at least 40 minutes, and it was 1AM so the likelihood of somebody finding you was slim to none.ย
Things are supposed to come in three's right? First it was your parents โwho you believed were happily in loveโ were divorcing after ten years of faking it, under the guise of โwaiting until you were old enough to handle itโ. What is that supposed to mean? That the older you are the less it will hurt? If anything, hiding it and dragging it out only made you feel guilty, like you were the one holding them back from living the lives they wanted to.ย
As you pull up Google on your phone the words all blur together, you hadn't even realised you were crying until then. Maybe it was the stress of being stuck all alone in the middle of nowhere or the whole cocktail of emotions you've felt all day. Once you've wiped your tears you use find out where you are and search for the nearest recovery serviceโฆ everything comes in three's.ย
There's no 24-hour recovery services close, only one that opens at 8AM in a small town just north of you called Maple Creek. It was one of those towns that only had one of everything, one coffee shop, one grocery store, one boutique, one charity shop, one car repair garage and a police station which also doubled as a fire station. Interesting.ย
Convinced that was your only option as the next closest town was over an hour away you sat with your fate before climbing into the back of your car and curling up on the backseat. It could be worseโฆ right?ย
After possibly the worst night sleep you've ever experienced โwhich is saying something because that camping trip in the pouring rain with a broken tent wasn't funโ you decided to call the number for the mechanic. The clock reads 08:07 and your phone almost rings out before a gruff voice answers, โMaple Creek Mechanics, what can I do for you this early in the goddamn morning?โย
Okay somebody had a worse night sleep than you apparently. Rude.ย
โHiโฆ uh I'm broken down- obviously that's why I called you.โ An automatic, awkward huff of a laugh leaves your mouth before you can stop it.ย
โRiveting. I assume you need me to come and get you?โ You can't see it, but you're almost positive this woman rolled her eyes at you. โWhat's your name and where are ya?โย
After you give the woman your name and drop her a pin to your location, she so graciously provides you with her nameโ Sevika. โHow long do you think it will take?โย
โHow long is a piece of string?โ you didn't know this woman, and she might be having a terrible morning like you are, but you could throttle her. Despite being trapped alone in the wilderness and scared you weren't being rude to her!
โMaybe you need a course on customer service or you can pass my phone call to somebody else.โ Sevika only laughs at your huffiness. She likes this girl.ย
โUnfortunately you're stuck with me. I'm the CEO, manager, employee and everything in between." Thatโฆ makes sense, a small local shop which only has to keep maintenance of maybe 100 vehicles would only need one person. Unfortunate for you.ย
โPlease can you come as quick as you can?โ Sevika can hear the exhaustion in your voice and she softens her voice when she speaks nextโ which she never does. Being whitty, smart-mouthed and rude was her default.ย
โI'm already climbing into my truck angel, give me twenty five minutes and I'll be there.โย
โBut Google is telling me it's a thirty two minute drive. You're going to speed to get to me?โ
โYou told me to be quick.โ And with that she hangs up the phone, if there's one thing Sevika cannot handle at 8AM it's a woman showing gratitude and being overly dramatic.ย
On the drive Sevika blasts her music trying to will herself to be kind to you when she arrives. Customer service was not her forte as much as mechanics were. As her tuck pulls up you climb out of your car, wrapped in the blanket you keep for emergenciesโ like this.ย
Why does this happen every time you meet somebody attractive?ย
Your hair is all over the place from sleeping and not having a hair tie, mascara and eyeliner was smudged around your eyes from your emotional breakdown seven hours ago. Sevika was devastatingly gorgeous, grey eyes which were darkened from lack of sleep, muscles coiled twist and bulging and you could only see them because she made no move to hide them, only wearing a white wife pleaser and jeans which had oil stains on. Most likely permanent.ย
โGet in the truck. I'll get the car hooked up.โ Her eyes roam your body like a physical caress, you can feel her eyes dragging over your disheveled form as you stand there, still staring at her as if she's the hottest thing since the creation of the sun. โIn the truck, angel. I won't tell you again.โย
Snapping out of your trance you climb into the cab of Sevika's truck. The low hum of โPour Some Sugar On Meโ by Def Leppard fills the small space as you buckle up. The leather seats were cracked, clearly worn after years, maybe a decade of use. The stench of oil and sweat fills the space along with an overwhelming smell of cologne- which Sevika had quickly spritzed on before she got out. You sounded pretty and for some odd reason, somewhere deep in her gut Sevika felt the need to make a good first impression.ย
The sound of the divers' side door opening startles you as the truck sinks under Sevika's weight. The two of you are silent as she starts the engine and pulls off, heading back towards town. โDid you sleep in your car? You look like you did.โย
Could this woman get any more infuriating? She's unbelievably hot until she opens her mouth. โYes I slept in my car, you were the closest garage and you were closed.โย
God Sevika feels like a dick. If you'd have called she would've come, even if she huffed about it the entire time. A pretty girl like you cramped in the back of that car freezing your ass off? That didn't sit right with her. โShoulda just called and explained the situation, Angel. I would have come.โย
When you glance over Sevika's gaze is glued on the road, but her hands are tight on the steering wheel, calloused and knuckles starting to wrinkle ever so slightly. How old was she?ย
โWell I didn't know thatโฆ plus I was fine. I didn't get kidnapped or murdered.โ Sevika only lets out huff that sounds like she's annoyed as she continues to drive. Subconsciously you wrap the blanket tighter around you, Sevika sees out the corner of her eye and turns the heat up a notch on the dashboard.ย
Silence falls over you both once again as she drives you to town. Sevika had already pushed her first job of the day back to come and recover you, it was only a simple service anywayโ most people in town kept up with their car repairs as it was a small town and people understood Sevika also had to make a living. Plus keeping up with their car repairs meant less money spent if it ever broke downโฆ you clearly didn't get the memo.ย
Eventually Maple Creek comes into view and it's not at all what you had expected, with the current weather all of the trees lining the cobblestone pavements were turning a burnt shades of orange and brown, leaves littering the stone beneath. The truck looks almost out of place in town, too roughed up and rugged for the cosy, peaceful vibe that you felt as Sevike droveโ the engine disturbed and rustled against the calm atmosphere. As Sevika drives by the cafe you were close to asking her to pull over so that you could grab a coffee, it's safe to say the nights sleep you had in the back of your car was less than satisfactory however you remain quiet, not wanting to disrupt her routine any further.ย
After passing a few rows of beautiful houses her garage comes into view. The double garage doors are covered inย chipped paint desperately in need of a touch up and the bricks that made up the building were visibly old and worn. Yet the building looked like it knew its place and fitted in with the town despite its naturally โcutesyโ small town vibes. The roar of the engine echoes off the stone walls as Sevika reveres into the garage, your car looking pathetic and small beside her weathered truck. Youโre so distracted taking in the garage you don't notice Sevika has gotten out, rounded the truck and opened your door until she clears her throat. โHurry up, Iโve got other jobs to do to. Go upstairs and get yourself cleaned up.โย
Rude.
In Sevikaโs head she was being nice, offering you a place to rest up and clean up while she worked on your car, thinking the clearing of her throat was unassuming, not rude.ย Wellโฆ that was until your eyes rolled so far into the back of your head she was concerned they would get stuck, normally Sevika wouldn't care about offending anybody let alone feeling bad about it. Against her will her face softens and she gestures to the door near the back of the shop, right next to her office which looked like a tornado had hit itโฆ she didn't have the time nor energy for organisation. โMy apartment is upstairs, Angel. Go take a nap and have a shower while I look at your car.โย
โHow are you so grumpy yet so kind? Youโre confusing.โ The softened features on her face immediately soured again. This young, little thing was really sent to test her patience huh?
โIโm not grumpy. Iโm practical. Now go shower before I hose you down like a dog, you stink.โย
โIโm not a damn dogโฆโ she shouldn't like the way you huff. It's bratty and annoying, yet she can't help the tug at her lips, a smirk forming from managing to get under your skin. Luckily your car battery would be dead and all it needed was charging and you would be on your wayโฆ how wrong Sevika was.ย
The apartment upstairs was very Sevika. Messy and unorganised with dirty dishes in the sink and the milk from her coffee this morning left out on the counter, the curtains are half drawn restricting your view of the pretty town youโve found yourself stranded in. Having a nosey around you find lots of car magazines and cataloguesโฆ she really was dedicated to her work, or she had nothing else going for her. The latter hurt your heart a little bit. The uncontrollable urge to snoop won over as you made your way into the bedroom, it was an ensuite and seemingly that was itโฆ her apartment was so tiny for the mountain of a woman she is. A lone birthday card sits on her dresser, wishing her a happy 45th birthdayโฆ forty five. Far too old for you.ย
Right?
Sheโs too old for you even if you were to flirt with herโ which you wonโt because she is rude, grumpy and apparently incapable of smiling. Even if she is kind, itโs probably only so that she can take your money for fixing your car and then send you on your way. What you didn't understand was how wrong you had it, Sevika was normally so much worse. She didnโt take shit from anybody and if a single person from town had dared interrupt her morning coffee by calling at 08:07AM they would be in for a rude awakening. Yet something in your voice was enough to pull her in and start melting the ice that had encased her heart for the past twenty years.ย
It had to be lust, there was no way in hell Sevika was crushing on a young woman at the ripe old age of forty five. Surely. It didnโt matter anyhow because she would fix your car, take your money and never have to see you again. So she thought.ย
Itโs the goddamn fuel pump.
A fairly uncommon problem, though one she can fixโฆ just not today. Or tomorrow. Fuel pumps are expensive and not something brought in bulk as most cars take specific measurements. Sevika checks your car five, six times to be absolutely positive that the fuel pump is the issue. Thereโs nothing else it can be. While Sevika was down in the garage diagnosing the issue, you had just gotten out of the shower and re-dressed into your clothes from last night, other than you were now commando which felt wrong and highly uncomfortable when you were in a strangers houseโ an attractive strangers house.ย
Heading back downstairs after refusing to take a nap you find Sevika with you hood popped open, white wife pleaser now grey and stained with oil. A grim looking rag was tucked into the waistband of her pants which only accentuated the curve of her hips. Black oil covered her large, calloused working hands as she fiddled around with car parts your brain refused to understand. โDid you figure out whatโs wrong with it?โย ย
โYeah Angel, the fuel pump is gone.โ Sevikaโs eyes roam over your now bare face, making you look even younger than you did this morning. Though the vulnerable look was nowhere to be seen whether it was the smudged makeup or the fact that you know her nowโฆ kind of.ย
โOkay that doesnโt sound so bad, it is going to be expensive? Be gentle with me.โ nervously you fidget with your fingers, twisting and pulling the digits as you wait for Sevika to tell you the damage. Back at home you were a waitress that got paid monthly and relied heavily on tips to make it through the month. Money wasnโt disposable for you- maybe you had two hundred in your account and a twenty in your center console.ย
โWith the cost of the part, delivery and laborโฆ youโre looking at around eight hundred.โ
โThat was not gentle.โ
โYou ainโt got nowhere to stay. And no way to pay, do you?โ with Sevikaโs size she easily rests her hands on each side of the hood, slightly hunched over as she peeks through her hair that had fallenย over her eyes. The silence confirms it, along with the tears prickling at your waterlines. That was your rent for a month, you wouldnโt be able to get that money anytime soonโ especially since you were stranded two hours from home and already missing work.ย
โHow long will it take for the part to arrive and be fitted?โ Your small sniffle almost breaks Sevika. She knew she wasnโt the direc* cause of your tears though the situation you were in certainly wasnโt ideal and she wasnโt helping.ย
โA few weeks considering Maple Creek is in the middle of nowhere.โ Closing the hood Sevike gestures for you to follow her upstairs and you do without question. โGood girl, come on Angel.โ
The praise, so simple, falling from her lips like it was natural had your anxiety soothing instantly. There was no way this woman was breaking you down this easily. Yet your feet were obeying her command and following her up the creaky wooden stairs without complaint. Sevika gestures for you to sit as she puts water on to boil for a coffee, it was the least she could do was offer a small comfort despite the situation you were inโฆ and her damn mouth ran before she could stop it. โYou can stay here until it's fixed. Iโve got a bed and a couch.โ
โIโm not taking the bed.โ
โYes you are.โ
โNo Iโm not, youโre old your back canโt handle the couch-โ Silence.
Great. You just shoved your foot in your mouth and insulted the only person who has been kind to you the past 24 hours. Sevika watches your mouth open and close like a guppy fish, fumbling over your words as you try to find words. Until Sevikaโs lips curve into a full on smirk, she should be offended but your bratty side that peeks out every so often is her favourite side. โForty five ainโt that old Angel. I can assure you my back is perfectly fine.โ
Neither of you really think about the consequences of it, nor do you want to really overthink it. It's a game of not letting your pride get the better of you because what was your alternative option? Sleep in your car downstairs in the cold garage mid fall? There was no chance you had money to stay in a hotel for that long, and all the money you would need to go to Sevika for the replacement fuel pump. โIโm not letting you sleep on the couch, weโre adults we can share a bed without it meaning anything.โ
Sevika raises an eyebrow before realising youโre seriousโ and she knows you're far too stubborn to let it go. You will fight her all night until she sleeps in the bed with you or youโll end up taking the couch. That wonโt do. โFine. But weโre going to get food first. Come on little angel.โย
All evening Sevika canโt stop watching you, knowing itโs wrong. In no world could she have you, thatโs if youโd even let her. After her first and last heartbreak at the ripe age of 25 Sevika hasnโt given her heart to anybody, never let anybody in. Nor does she plan to. If thereโs one place sheโs going to let you in itโs her pants if you really beg for it, not that you will. With her grumpy โI donโt careโ attitude sheโs convinced sheโs not for youโฆ though you do have a bratty side. Sheโs growing old, her knees are starting to crack, wrinkles becoming more pronounced, hair greying to the point itโs noticeable. The exact opposite of what you need.
What she thinks you needโฆย
Youโre young, beautiful, intelligentโ even if your anxiety gets the better of you sometimes. She noticed when you hesitated to ask for no sauce on your burger at the drive thru. In the end Sevika told them for you but told you that next time you had to do it yourself even though she knows damn well sheโll do it for you.ย
By the time you get home from getting food youโre exhausted thinking you maybe shouldโve taken Sevika up on the offer to have a nap earlier before sharing a bed with the woman. Sleep is impossible. Not only is your heart racing but now youโre stuck laying like a plank beside her, muscles stiff on the mattress which springs are determined to make sure you feel them. Sevika naturally took up over half of the bed with her being nearly a foot taller and not used to sharing her space, or if she is sharing theyโve most definitely fucked and they can at least touch pinkies.ย
You, however, are acting like she has the plague.
Itโs 1am again, and youโre not asleepโฆ again. All you can think about is how much money you need to cover the costs of getting your car fixed and how youโre going to find said money. Asking your parents right now is a no-go, you canโt get to work to go and earn it as the taxi back to your hometown would only put you out further. After hours of back and forth in your mind you decide to ask Sevika to work it off. Cleaning, organising, answering the phone and booking in services and repairs. Surely she could use the help, right? Climbing out of the bed you wince at the small creak of the frame as your weight is lifted. The small alarm clock on the night stand reads 04:21am. Tip-toeing through the apartment you make it to the couch and youโre about to lay downโย
โGet back into bed. Iโll sleep on the damn couch.โ How in the world is she awake right now? Not ten minutes ago Sevika was snoring loud enough to set a world record and one tiny bedframe squeak woke her up? Impossible.ย
โNo itโs fine Iโll-โ
โDo not make me carry you and chain you to the bedโฆ though youโd probably like that. Move, angel.โ With a glare that makes it perfectly clear youโre not happy about it, you retreat back to the bedroom, squeezing past Sevika who was standing in the doorway with her arms folded over her chest forcing you to squeeze through the little space that was left. The small brush of your skin against hers ignites something in your belly dangerously close to butterflies. Ignoring it you climb back in, springs groaning in protest.ย
โStupidโฆโ Sevika hears the mutter, scoffs at your brattiness then climbs back into bed right next to you, closer than before. Sheโs doing this to piss you off deliberately, youโre sure of it. โDo you need that much room?โ
The only answer to get as you turn to face away from her is a chuckle. Yeah. Sheโs doing it on purpose.ย
chocking on the fat tit being forced in my mouth as i cry from the too big strap in my cunt and the older woman causing all of them singing a lullaby with a condescending tone quietly in my ears
Sex that lasts a couple hours is great and all but what if I chained you to my ceiling with a vibrator shoved in your cunt and then enjoyed your squirming and whining as if you were performing for me. Real life porn I suppose. And then when I've had my fill you just stay there. As decoration. Your vision blurry from orgasm. Your whines echoing through the room. I cook, clean, go about my day. And you get to act like a TV on in the background. Making noise but not necessarily paid attention to. A dull buzz in the background.... Aftercare will come tomorrow morning, dear.... tonight you are my white noise machine <3
guys I wrote all my fantasies about ambessa blah blah but being in the arcana universe I probably wouldn't even dare approaching her or looking at her direction. she's so scary.
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basically ellie takes WAAAYYYYY to long teasing so the reader gets up and locks herself in the bathroom to finish the job herself and ellie is by the door begging to make her feel good, just a thought ๐
Hi hun thank you for the request! I really hope this is good, I donโt why this short little thing took me so long. Anway enjoy!
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Cw: nothing really.
It felt like you had been here for hours, Ellieโs endless teasing was nice at first, but now it was too much. You were getting frustrated and pretty angry, she was taking too long to get to the point.
โEllie, just touch me already; Iโm dying!โ You whine, trying to move, but Ellie was having none of it, she held you down, putting her arm across your tummy while the other one was teasing your dripping hole.
โPatience, baby.โ That seemed to drive you over your limit, you push her off you and get off the bed. Ellie was taken aback by your actions. โWaitโbaby, hold o-โ You slam the bathroom door so loud and lock it.
Leaning against the locked door, you shove your hand in your panties and start rubbing your clit, you let out a little moan. It felt so good, but the moment was short-lived as Ellie started to bang against the door.
โBabe! Please open the doorโhey, are you touching yourself?! Please open.โ You decide to ignore her and continue getting yourself off. Her bangs and pleas didnโt stop, you also didnโt stop until you came hard. You finish up in the bathroom and walk out, where you find Ellie on the bed pouting.
โNext time donโt tease me so much, yeah?โ
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Feel so pathetic saying this and I've been trying to suppress the feeling for a long time but god i miss my mom and i hate her for the person she became
