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hi honeyy, idk if you remember me but we use to be moots back then before i left ๐ฅน๐ฅน i just saw you followed me omg how have you been? i JUST got back on here ๐๐
hiii! OMG, itโs been so long, but of course i remember you! i'm really glad youโre back ๐ฅน i thought you were gone forever, girl!๐ซถ๐ฝ๐ซถ๐ฝ
synopsis. sevika always takes pleasure in enjoying the view or her pretty girl betore she gives ner what she wants.
warning. suggestive! humiliation, exhibitionism-reader masturbating, praise, dirty talk, description of smoking, read at your own risk.
it starts like it always doesโwith that look.
sevikaโs sitting at the edge of the bed, legs spread like she owns the fucking place. like she owns you. her mechanical arm rests across her thigh, the other hand lazily bringing a cigar to her lips, smoke curling around her. the grin tugging at the corner of her mouth ruins the whole act though; like sheโs trying not to enjoy herself too much, but failing miserably.
โneedy tonight, huh?โ her voice is low, rough, that perpetual rasp scraping over every word. she exhales smoke through her nose, eyes cutting down to you: already half-naked, flushed, squirming. โwhined all goddamn morning, now you think you get whatever you want?โ
you swallow hard, thighs pressed together. โplease, sev,โ you murmur, breath hitching as your hand trails down your stomach. โneed you.โ
she clicks her tongue, shaking her head slow, like sheโs disappointed but so amused.
โnah,โ she mutters, voice thick with smoke and something darker. โyou need you right now.โ
you shudder because you know this game. you love this game.
โtouch yourself,โ she orders, cigar bobbing between her fingers. โshow me how bad you want it.โ
her tone leaves no room for arguing, not that you would. your pulse kicks up, every nerve alight under the weight of her stare. you reach between your legs, fingers already slick, and rub slow circles over your clit, the kind of pace you know drives her wild.
the first moan spills out and sevika shifts: she straightens up, elbows on her knees, that grin sharpening. her pupils go dark and blown like sheโs tasting the sound.
โgood girl,โ she praises, voice lower, more gravel than silk now. she taps ash off the cigar, then her metal hand comes down; gripping your thigh, heavy and cool. not where you want her, but grounding. possessive. like a reminder of who youโre doing this for.
โlook at that,โ she hums. โso fuckinโ wet already. thinkinโ about me all day, werenโt you?โ
you nod frantically, eyes fluttering; your pace quickens, thighs starting to shake, stomach tightening.
โsay it,โ she snaps, voice firm, eyes cutting into you. โsay who youโre thinking about.โ
โyou,โ you gasp. โonly you.โ
she chuckles, deep and dark, the kind that coils low in your belly. โdamn right.โ
youโre close. itโs embarrassingly fast, but you canโt help it, not with her watching like that. your hips buck into your hand, breath coming in shallow, and she sees it. she knows.
her grip on your thigh tightens: hard, bruising.
โeyes on me, baby,โ she growls, smoke curling out from between her teeth. โwanna see your face when you cum.โ
and thatโs it. the knot snaps, your body going taut as pleasure crashes down, white-hot and dizzying. you moan her name, voice breaking, tears prickling your lashes from how fucking hard it hits.
she watches it all, like sheโs memorizing every twitch, every sound. greedy. worshipful in the way only she could be.
when your body slumps, chest heaving, sevika grins. she stubs the cigar out with a click of her metal fingers before crawling up the bed, slow and heavy. her mouth brushes your thigh first, then your stomach, then your still-shaking hand, kissing each like sheโs claiming them.
then sheโs hovering over you, breath warm, her grin all teeth and promise.
โthat was cute,โ she mutters against your lips, voice dripping with cocky satisfaction. โreal cute.โ
her hand cups your jaw, thumb brushing your bottom lip.
โbut now itโs my fuckinโ turn.โ
and you knowโyou just knowโyouโre not walking straight after this.
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Hiiii! i'm so sorry for the late response, and thank you so much! :) ๐ I do have some pieces in my vault. I just donโt post them because I never know if anyone would like them, lol
srry but ive js been stalking ur blog for a min and the lil custom emojis (?) u drew as reactions are by far the CUTEST MOST ORIGINAL THING IVE SEEN ON THIS APP OMG ITS ADORABLEEEE ๐ญ๐ญ๐
AHHH, THANK YOU! <3333 hehe sheโs been on my account for a while. she was a โmascotโ i made up when i had my bakery theme :3, and i wanted to repurpose her. i need to draw more tho
