Finally dug through all of my documents and did a roundup in a massive spreadsheet of all my works in progress and completed works after all this time.
I found so many little ideas and drabbles I'd forgotten about.
I promise I'll feed my fellow rarepair lovers so well this summer.
girl who completely forgets that parts of her body are viewed as innately erotic now voice: i wonder why a lot of people think I'm flirting with them??
people who can't appreciate small titties are such losers. oh nooooooo they're cute and soft and perfectly mouthful size noooo what am i ever gonna do with these tits that are almost tailor-made for sucking on??? grow up
�� . DADBOD!SEVIKA THINGS I THINK ABOUT A LOT â ⢠PART 2
tags: fluff, stretch marks, comfort, body positivity, kissing, cumming untouched, strap, strap referred to as sevikaâs dick, mating press, crying
DADBOD!SEVIKA likes getting her stretch marks kissed. The feeling of your lips brushing over the marks on her skin makes her feel pretty even after her body has changed significantly in comparison to back when you both fell in love with each other.
DADBOD!SEVIKA enjoys you using her soft tummy as a cushion when youâre both lounging at home in nothing but your underwear, watching TV.
DADBOD!SEVIKAâs not weak just because sheâs gotten a little more rounder in places, she still can easily bench press you and all your emotional baggage at once.
DADBOD!SEVIKA enjoys when you kiss her biceps, not judging how the muscles are a little softer, and just letting her know how loved she is even with her once defined muscles appearing airbrushed now.
DADBOD!SEVIKA who starts to get a little more confident with her body over time and sheâll wear wife pleasers again after a while of avoiding them, letting you see the soft curves of her body and occasionally you even grabbed into her hips and pulled her in for kisses that left her a little dizzy, but smiling regardless.
DADBOD!SEVIKA who uses her additional weight to pin your body beneath hers so she can fuck you however she wants and you let her. Your pussy is tight around her strap because of how she folds you in a mating press with ease, letting her body weight push your knees against your chest. Your eyes fluttered shut, soft moans leaving your mouth as she pistoned her hips. âFuck, baby, you look so good like this, taking my dick like a good girl.â She moans too as her clit rubs against the base of the strap. She can cum from seeing the way your pussy gushes alone.
DADBOD!SEVIKA who will genuinely cry and sob in your arms if you tell her sheâs beautiful even with the added weight.
ââ ⥠synopsis: you both get caught in the rain, and she gives you her jacket.
ââ ⥠cw: playful banter, age gap, deep conversations, kissing, fingering, praise kink, oral, talking through it, cum licking, size kink
ââ ⥠note: im looking for writer mooties guys
âThat ice cream was ridiculously expensive, you didnât have to get me that.â and despite saying that you still licked the swirl on the cone.
âYou deserve a sweet treat every now and then, I know how hard your parents are on you, kiddo.â
Sevika had always been like this.
Providing you with things you knew your parents would disapprove of but then again, your parents wouldnât trust anyone more than her. She was your dadâs best friend, and helped in your parentsâ wedding so much that she ended up becoming your emergency contact, in case you couldnât get a hold of your parents at the moment.
But ever since youâd finished college, youâd started seeing her differently.
Yeah, Sevika never settled down with a woman.
You were aware of her hook-ups.
But somehow that made you feel jealous the more you thought about it. Her big, rough hands running down someone elseâs body, kissing them with her pretty plump lips.
Oh, hell no.
âYouâre really sweet to me.â
âWell,â Sevika shrugged, âyouâre kinda my responsibility.â
You glanced.
âThatâs all I am to you? Just responsibility?â
She barked a laugh, âwhereâre you gettinâ that from, kiddo?â
âNowhereâŚâ you muttered and quietly ate your ice cream.
âYou can talk to me âbout anything, yâknow that, right?â
You nodded. âYeah.â
âGood.â
You both walked in silence. The busy city was filled with the sound of heavy traffic and people living their tireless lives. The sky was gray, the weather almost depressing if you hadnât just had the best meal of your entire weekâthanks to Sevika.
You looked at her.
Her short hair was tied in a ponytail todayâwhich barely held the dark strands. Her dark clothes highlighted her sharp features and her biceps bulged the sleeves of her jacket.
You looked back at the road, biting into the side of the cone, âdo you always dress in black?â
â... No? Why?â
âNothing,â you spared her a judgemental look, âyâlook good in black.â
âWhy thank you.â
You felt your cheeks flush so you instantly avoided eye contact, and stared at the road with increased intensity.
âLooks like itâs gonâ rain.â
Sevika looked up at the sky, studying the way the clouds moved rather fast. You looked up as well, watching the sky with her.
âI like rain.â
âYeah? Donât jinx us.â
You rolled your eyes. âI fancy playing in the rain actually.â
âSure, kid, but not right now.â Sevika said, voice serious, âI donât want you getting sick.â
You laughed, âmy immune system is stronger than thatââ
âDoesnât matter.â
You sighed, âarguing with you is like arguing with a wall.â
âGood. âs supposed to be like that.â
You both went silent again. You finished your cone.
Then, you finally gathered the courage to ask:
âSevika?â
âHmm?â
âWhy donât you ever get a girlfriend?â
She didnât answer.
You continued. âItâs not like youâre ugly. You could easily bag a hot chick.â
âIâm not good with commitment.â
You squinted. âDonât you lie to me, old woman.â
Sevika feigned offense, hand on her heart, but a smile on her lips, âhow dare you!â
You swatted her shoulder playfully, smiling as well, âtell me the truth!â
âOkayâŚâ
She took a deep breath.
âIâm secretly straight.â
You almost tripped a step.
Sevika laughed. âThe look on your face was fucking iconic!â
You stopped walking one hand on your hip, âSevika, stop playing with me! Tell me the truth. Pretty please?â
One drop landed square on your forehead.
You blinked, eyebrows furrowed.
Then another drop. And another.
Thenâit started raining.
Hard.
Not even a slight trickle.
Almost a thunderstorm.
Sevika looked down at your body. Your white top had stuck to your body instantly, you got drenched within five seconds under the rainwater. Your black bra showed through your top, and that blared alarms in Sevikaâs head.
Without a single second of hesitation, she removed her leather jacket and draped it over your head.
You were practically drowning in it.
âSevâ!â
âTake it.â
âNo, I donât want it. I wanna play in the rain!â you were already tugging it off.
Sevika pursed her lips, annoyed, and pulled the front of the jacket over, buttoning it so you couldnât take it off easily.
âKeep. It. On.â
You exhaled deeply, almost exaggeratedly.
âYouâre gonna get sick,â Sevika said, softer now.
You swallowed. The moment felt oddly intimate.
Sevika snapped out of it. âCâmon, letâs get you home.â
You nodded and quietly followed her.
You both walked faster than before, almost jogging back home. Sevika used her spare key to click the lock open, pushing you inside first before getting inside herself. She was drenched from head to toe.
âOh, youâre back,â your mom smiled, then looked at Sevika, âoh, no. Youâre soaked. Do you need me to get you aâ?â
âI got it.â you said quickly, âmy room,â you told Sevika.
Sevikaâa little confused nowâfollowed you to your room, apologising to your mother briefly for leaving a trail of water on the floor.
âItâs no big deal.â Your mother mouthed to her before you both disappeared behind your bedroom door.
You closed it and gave Sevika a towel.
âYou should get out of those clothes. Theyâre wet, youâre gonna get sick.â
âIâm gonna be fine.â Sevika said, patting her hair dry first.
âNo, you wonât be. I listened to you back there on the road, didnât I?â
âBarelyââ
âDoesnât matter. Youâre not staying in wet clothes, Sev.â
âOkay, okay, fine.â
Sevika took off her clothes and wrapped her body in the bathrobe you passed to her. Rain pattered on your window. You finally took off Sevikaâs soaked jacket and put it together with the rest of your clothes.
âThanks⌠for what you did for me today.â
Sevika looked at you, confusion written across her face. âHuh?â
âThe jacket,â you reminded her.
âOh! Yeah. Sure, kiddo.â
A moment of silence.
Sevika tried not to get distracted by your lacy black bra staring at her through the see-through material of your damp white top.
You blinked. Thenâlooked down.
âOhââ
And quickly turned away.
âSorry⌠didnât mean to flash you.â
Sevika looked away. âYouâre all goodâŚâ
You quickly got a fresh set of clothes and went to the bathroom to change. You got out dressed in dry clothes, face still flushed from accidentally showing her what you did. You sat down beside her on the bed.
âSo⌠what we were talking about beforeâŚâ you said, slowly. An evil smile crept on your lips. âWhy exactly are you single?â
Sevika facepalmed, âI was hoping youâd forget about that.â
You grinned.
Sevika didnât make eye contact. âI feel like love can easily turn into a weakness. At first, itâll feel like rainbows and butterflies and then⌠things will eventually crash, and youâll be devastated weeks, if not months.â
âBut I donât think that pattern follows in committed relationships, yâknow compromise and stuff is like the basics of keeping a relationship.â
Sevika sighed. âIf only it were that easyâŚâ Sevika paused, âand to add to that, Iâm not exactly young and meant for a long future.â
You scoffed, âyou donât know that. You could live like a 100 more years, and end up being like those toothless old great grandmasââ
Sevika threw a throw pillow at you. You giggled and caught it.
âYou little shit,â Sevika muttered, catching the pillow and tossing it back at your face with far less mercy.
You squealed, nearly toppling off the bed as it smacked into you.
You narrowed your eyes. âSee? This is why youâre single.â
âOh, fuck off.â
You burst out laughing.
Everything in your bedroomâthe smiles, the laughing, the banter. It felt personal. Intimate on a different level.
Something almost taboo considering how close she was to your parents.
âWhat you thinkinâ about, kiddo?â
You opened your mouth to answer but then the word just hit you wrong. Kiddoâ it felt weird. Bad.
Misfitting considering your feelings for her.
You swallowed.
âCan you not call me that?â
Sevika tilted her head. âWhat, you suddenly hate it?â
âIt justâ... Doesnât feel right.â
âYouâre still younger than me.â
You couldnât help taking advantage of where the conversation headed, âwell, canât blame me, youâve been around since the dinosaurs.â
Sevika flicked her finger at your forehead.
âOw!âhey!â
âBehave.â Sevika said in mock-anger.
You pouted, âso mean to meâŚâ
A beat. You leaned back.
âSo tell me, if love makes people weak, whatâs the point of it?â
âPoint of what?â
âLoving.â
âI guess some people think itâs worth the pain.â
You looked away for a second, âand you donât?â
âI never said that.â
A pause.
âSevika⌠did someone hurt you?â
You both held eye contact for a good five seconds. Sevika smiled, lopsidedâsuddenly all the years of experience and heartbreak evident on her face.
âLife hurt me, sweetheart.â
Sweetheart hit you the wrong way.
You stared at her.
Sevika clearly realized what she said a second too late because her jaw tightened almost instantly.
â⌠Donât make that face.â
âWhat face?â
âThat one.â
âWhat one?â
âThe one where you look at me like I just hung the moon.â
Heat flooded your cheeks immediately.
âI do not look at you like that.â
âMhm.â
You grabbed another pillow and hit her with it this time.
Sevika caught it easily with one hand.
Show off.
âYouâre annoying,â you muttered.
âYet you keep invitinâ me into your bedroom.â
Your breath caught.
The words hung there.
Sevika seemed to realize how that sounded immediately after saying it because she went strangely still.
The rain filled the silence.
You could hear your own pulse in your ears now.
â⌠You know thatâs not what I meant,â Sevika said finally, voice lower.
âYeah,â you answered softly.
But neither of you looked convinced. You bit your lip, swallowing and glancing downâSevikaâs lips looked so good.
Dark, matted. What if you wanted a taste? Just a little kiss. Just to smudge her dark lipstick a little.
Just a littleâŚ
Sevika cleared her throat.
âHave you⌠have you ever thought about that?â
âWhat âthatâ?â
Sevika paused, as if weighing her words. âHave you ever thought of me like that?â
Everything in your brain paused at once, you felt hyperaware of the sound of rain against glass.
Then, in a very soft voice you replied, âwe shouldnâtâŚâ
âI know,â Sevika said almost instantly, like sheâd expected that reply from you.
An awkward pause.
Sevika laughedânervous almost.
âSorry, I made it weird, didnât Iâ?â
You didnât reply with words.
You leaned forwards, letting your lips graze herself just slightly before pressing against themâher hands automatically grabbed your waist to hold you in place as you kissed her. Your hands moved from holding balance on the mattress to Sevikaâs shoulders, kissing her deeper.
One of your hands glided to the back of her neck, rubbing it. It made Sevika groan and her hands on your waist tugged you onto her lap. You plopped down easilyâperfectly fitting on her lap as you continued kissing her, holding her face with both hands.
You both parted.
âThis is so wrongâŚâ
Sevikaâs eyes flickered to your lips, then back at your eyes, âyeahâbut fuckââ
And she kissed you again.
You held her tightly, your eyebrows curling upwards as you trembled from the intensity of her kiss. Her tongue slipped between your lips, dominating your mouth with ease.
âYou gotta keep this a secret, sugarâŚâ Sevika whispered into your mouth.
âI will,â you whispered back.
Sevika flipped you both, laying you on the mattress as she spread your legs slowly. She rubbed you through your pants first, enjoying the way your cheeks tinted red and you struggled to keep your little moans down.
Your eyes widened when she ran her hand over your clothed clit, making a small choked sound. Sevika pushed your shirt up enough to expose the waistband of your pants.
âIâm taking them off, okay?â
You gulped, âokayâŚâ
Sevika pulled your pants and panties down, leaving your lower half bare. She spread your legs out properly and moaned at the sight alone.
âYouâre so pretty here, babyâŚâ
You clenched around nothing.
That was embarrassing.
Just how much effect her words had on you was so fucking embarrassing. You squeezed your eyes close, turning your head away.
âPlease, fuck me.â
First, Sevika put two of her fingersâmiddle and ringâin her own mouth, withdrew the soaked digits and aligned them to your entrance. You whined softly feeling the tips of her fingers press in before she slowly pushed them inside.
Her fingers were thick, the slight callouses that ran down the length of her fingers creating a kind of texture that made your legs shake before she ever fingered you properly. She moved themâsmiling at the way you struggle to contain yourself, your hips twitching and legs trying to close around her.
âOh, baby,â Sevika leaned down, kissing your clothed chest and rising up until her lips brushed your collarbones and neck, âyouâre so pretty like this, such a pretty little cunt stretching out on my fingers.â
You wrapped both arms around her, body moving against her fingers almost as if possessed.
âNeed more, need⌠more,â you pleaded, head thrown back to reveal more of your neck.
Her thumb found your clit, circling around the sensitive bundle of nerves. You bit your bottom lip, teeth digging into the flesh to keep yourself from moaning out loud. Sevika was good at thisâthanks to her untamed sexual history but you didnât mind if that meant she was a beast in bed.
âCome on, squeeze me with that pussy, baby.â
âIâI canât hold itâŚâ
Sevika kissed you near the lips, letting her warm breath fan your face, âcum, sugar.â
Your eyes rolled back, only the whites of your eyes visible as your clear fluids ran down Sevikaâs hand. She angled it in a way to make sure it landed mostly on her palm and not the bedsheets underneath. She leaned down, and cleaned you off with her mouth.
It was filthyâthe way her nose nudged your clit, tongue lapping up your juices.
Sevika held your legs apart, teasing your overly sensitive pussy with her tongue, knowing fully well youâre overstimulated. But she enjoyed the little sounds you made.
Your heavy breathing filled the room as your hand weakly pushed at her head, âS-Sev, please, I canât reallyâI canâtâŚâ
But she was much bigger.
And she used that to her advantage, pinning your lower body down with her weight as she devoured her meal like a starved woman. It was filthy, almost dog-like the way she lapped at your pussy, making sure to let her tongue lay flat and warm against your clit for a significant amount of time before moving to your slitâgathering all your juices.
Finallyâshe moved up.
Before you could protest, she grabbed your chin and kissed you.
You squeaked, tasting yourself on her tongue.
âMmmmâŚâ your arms wrapped around her again, this time lazily, playing with her slightly damp hair.
Sevika pulled out of the kiss, and remained like that for a few seconds.
Your noses brushed against each other and for the first time in a while, you saw her beyond the pretentious frontânot the arrogant, cocky woman with the muscles who was your dadâs friend.
Just a woman who has been too afraid to love all her life.
And you wanted to be the one to prove to her otherwiseâlove is weakness, yes. But it can also be strength if you find the right person.
Warnings: mentions of alcoholism, dom!sevika, therapist!reader, sevika uses her intimidation to get reader, fingering, overstimulation, inappropriate relationship.
Ëâ⎠Alcoholic!Sevika who really didn't want to admit she had a problem even though it was undeniable. Her nights at The Last Drop had increased from a few nights a week to almost always every day. Her body was hating it just as much as her bank account was, and she needed help... that's how she begrudgingly found herself sat in an AA meeting, where you were the therapist.
Ëâ⎠Alcoholic!Sevika who absolutely refused to share anything, each week she'd sit in the circle, huffing quietly at the others crying and sharing their stories. Sevika didn't see the point in this, talking never helped her before and she didn't really want to try- but where else was she supposed to go to get help? Rehab? Not a chance in hell.
Every week when the seat filled up you found yourself waiting for Sevika. The woman was quiet, scary and a little intimidating, though for some reason her eyes always darkened when her eyes met yours. You had assumed she simply didn't like you, maybe she was being forced to attend by somebody in her life who cares about her- that happens more often than you think and you can't blame her for hating it if she truly doesn't think she has a problem.
Ëâ⎠Alcoholic!Sevika who still attends every single week, every Friday evening was now spent listening to people sob about their problems instead of drinking and playing poker? Why did she keep coming back if she hated it so much? You. She came back for you. You were a pretty thing, so caring and open to talk about anything, you never judged anyone despite what they shared and were always open to discussions...
Sevika had to have you. And she would, somehow.
Ëâ⎠Alcoholic!Sevika who corners you half an hour after the meeting just before you get into your car. Her hands land on the roof of your car which she towers over both you and the vehicle. "Don't go... not yet." Peering up at Sevika, her eyes were dark as they always were, filled with an emotion you couldn't quite place.
"Sevika... did you have any questions or concerns from the meeting?" You clutch your folder tighter to your chest, your breathing picking up as your heart hammers against your ribs mimicking a heavy rock song.
"I don't want to talk."
"Sevika... that's what the meetings are for. I know it can feel scary and overwhelming, if you would prefer to have one on one session-" Her lips crashing onto yours cuts off any offer you were planning on making, her warm, solid body pressing up against yours, keeping you trapped between her and the car. It only takes a few seconds for your brain to comply with your wants and your lips move in sync with hers, your folder slipping from your weaking arms.
The papers scattering across the parking lot are ignored as Sevika's hands move from the roof of the car to you waist, spinning you around to face the car as she forces herself to break the kiss. "No talking, I'm frustrated and you don't fucking help with your pretty little skirts and caring fucking words. I'm going to fuck my frustration out and you're gonna help me right? That's what you're here for, to help me."
Despite her words seeming like she's not giving you a choice, her hands only tighten on your waist, not moving to strip you down until you give her the go ahead. And you shouldn't, you really shouldn't- not only is it against the rules but it really isn't the healthiest option... though you hardly knew anything about Sevika since she was so closed off in the meetings.
And it would be a bigger than a little white lie to say you didn't find the woman attractive.
"Sevika we sh-shouldn't-"
"Didn't ask if I should. Asked if I could."
Ëâ⎠And that's how you ended up bent over the hood of your car, with Alcoholic!Sevika's fingers pummelling into your cunt, her other hand clamped over your mouth as she works and pulls your third orgasm from you. "Come on pretty thing, give me one more. Gonna keep going 'til you cum for me again. God you're so fucking beautiful when you let go, just like I imagined."
With every thrust and curl of her thick, long fingers a small, pathetic sounding whimper escapes you, muffled by her palm sealing them from the restof the world. While three of her fingers worked you open, stretching you wide her thumb was circling and teasing your clit, throbbing under the pad of her digit. "I know you're close baby, give it to me come on now... be a good girl."
Sevika was pressed up against your back, bent over with her chest to your back to keep you held down, whispering her dirty words into your ear which only has you clenching and leaking around her fingers, feeling like a cheap slut getting finger fucked in a public parking lot in the dark.
Despite never touching you before, Sevika knew each and every spot that made you go crazy, whining and whimpering into her hand as you shake beneath her. You'd be on the ground had the car not been there to keep you upright, your legs feeling like jelly as the shake and tremble with each pump of her fingers.
With a few more whispered praises and perfectly timed swipes of her thumb over your clit you let go for a third time, soaking Sevika's already dripping hand. Your release dribbled down her forearm, drenching her skin as you shook and twitched beneath her. "Good girl... fuck- you're clamping me so fucking tight. Can't wait to feel you cumming on my cock baby."
As you come down, Sevika re-dresses you, helping you into the drivers seat as she sucks her fingers clean, groaning at the lingering taste of your arousal clinging to her digits. "Thanks for the help baby, I'll be back next week."
Next week, Sevika would come packed and ready. Maybe she would fuck you in the back seat, make you ride her before she bends you over the center console to pull more orgasms from you... yeah. AA meetings were her new favourite pastime.
