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#arcane sevika x reader
ffiahh · 3 days
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sevika will catch ONE whiff of your perfume and she's gone. congratulations, you are now pregnant.
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wandasfifthwife · 23 days
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when you crawl away, saying it’s “too much” just for them to grab your hips and pull you back until they’ve completely bottomed out again.
ITS SO ATTRACTIVE
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pathetic-sapphic · 8 months
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hi ^^ can i request how arcane milfs + vi will act when they have a crush on a fem reader ?? maybe how they court her and try to win her attention it would be so cute !!
love your work so much ! hope you’re having a great day, take care 💕
Arcane milfs + Vi when they have a crush on you
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I'll say this again and again, GRAYSON is a gentlewoman. She knows how to flirt while being extremely polite and flattering so she will gain your attention in no time. She will invite you for a fancy dinner and be an absolute delight. She will compliment your choice of clothing, pull out your chair for you, lightly hold your hand on the table and utter sweet praises by the soft glow of candle light. While the two of you are still in the courting phase, Grayson will send flowers to your apartment or your workplace which will have a sweet message attached to them. She is a bit old-fashioned and likes to formally ask you to be her partner after several successful dates and outings. She is over the moon when you return her feelings and cups your face while looking deep into your eyes and mutters out a gentle ''May I?'' before she kisses you once you give her an eager nod.
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At first, SEVIKA struggles a bit when thinking of ways to approach you. She can't remember the last time she was romantically interested in someone let alone tried to ask them out. At first, she'll try to get your attention by having drinks sent your way whenever she spots you sitting at the bar of the Last Drop. Almost dies after you turn around towards her and give her a shy wave and an appreciative smile. In order to get some alone time with you, she rents a separate booth so the two of you can get to know each other in peace. You cannot deny that she is an incredibly charming and attractive woman so you start falling for her quickly. Sevika isn't any better as she is smitten by your lovely laugh and pretty face, she tries so hard to listen to you but is distracted by your cute gestures half of the time. Eventually, she gathers up the courage to formally ask you out on a date and grins like she won the lottery once you agree. It'll take her a while to get a hang of the whole relationship thing but you think it's adorable how hard she tries to win you over.
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Prepare to be spoiled rotten, because the first tactic CASSANDRA has for gaining your attention is by showering you with gifts. Whether she gives them to you in person or sends them to you, you cannot help but always marvel at their quality and the thoughtfulness behind them. Prefers giving them to you in person as she greedily soaks up every little reaction you give her. Also takes you to lavish dinners and galas, making sure you are dressed in the most flattering and breath-taking clothing. She is also very sweet and polite towards you, she likes treating you like a lady and receiving the same treatment in return. Also invites you to her house and plans a lovely, relaxing evening for the two of you. After you finish the lovely dinner she had prepared for you, the two of you unwind on her expensive couch, sipping wine and talking about everything and nothing at the same time. She takes this opportunity to admit her feelings for you, telling you how much she admires you and how she'd love to have you as her partner, if you're willing. When you agree, she gently hugs you and presses a kiss to your forehead while telling you how happy you make her. Hearing her rushed heartbeat right next to your ear makes you think there's no other place you'd rather be at than in her loving arms.
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VI is a great flirt until she's given a taste of her own medicine. She will give you silly nicknames, initiate physical touch and always be near you, but her brain stops working when you return all those gestures and it's so endearing. She will give you tours around the Undercity, showing you its hidden gems and taking you to the most beautiful places. Takes advantage of your focus on the amazing views she shows you in order to admire your features and gaze at your reactions. She will also bring you pretty trinkets and pastries she steals from Piltover. Seeing the way your face lights up whenever she runs into you makes her heartbeat accelerate. Vi is also very protective and practically your guard dog, always standing by your side and making sure no one even looks at you wrong. She will always walk you home and lend you her jacket if you're cold. When she formally asks you to date her, she is so nervous and fumbles over her words constantly. But once she manages to get them out and you say yes, she picks you up and twirls you around, laughing happily. Once your feet find themselves on the ground, Vi kisses you and you can feel her lovesick smile on your lips and think to yourself how wonderful it would be if this moment would last forever.
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abitohoney · 9 months
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Pray To Me
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AO3 link
Sevika x female reader
Rating: Explicit, MDNI, NSFW
Tags: Established Relationship, Shameless Smut, Light Dom/sub, Dom Sevika, Sub Reader, Banter, Humor, Fluff, Spanking, Cunnilingus, Lesbian Sex, Choking, Praise Kink, Rough Sex, Teasing, Begging, Multiple Orgasms, Porn with Feelings, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Light Bondage, Reader is a bratty smartass, Sevika is a brat tamer, Demonic goddess Sevika, gp!Sevika, Demon Sex, Breeding Kink, this is just filth
Word Count: 8.1k
Summary: After a series of graphic dreams involving your girlfriend Sevika taking on the form of a demonic goddess, this night in particular starts to really blur the line between fantasy and reality.
AN: This has been on AO3 since April, just now copying it over here. This was a birthday gift for the wonderful @master-sass-blast.
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You sit at a small desk lit by the dim yellow lamp that sits along the back edge, dressed only in your underwear and one of Sevika’s old t-shirts. You’re trying to wait for her to return home before calling it a night, but it’s terribly late and your eyes feel as if they're being pulled down by invisible weights.
You stare blankly down at the picture before you. It's a sketch you started not more than a few hours ago. Through your drooping eyelids, it’s a blurry image of Sevika. But she’s not in the form you know to live and breathe alongside you in the real world. It’s a form you’ve only seen in your dreams. Vivid dreams in which Sevika takes the form of a demonic goddess.
A black tail extends from the bottom of her spine; thin and long. Black horns curl from the crown of her head skyward, their points sharp and deadly. Her chemtech arm remains unchanged, but her flesh arm includes black, curved claws at the end of each finger. Her normally steel gray eyes glow an eerie purple even though she’s not fueled by shimmer.
The violet pencil held in your hand rests against the paper where you drew a series of scars trailing along her left side, from her torso clear up into the black horn that sprouts from the top of her head.
The image blurs further as you start to succumb to sleep. Through nothing more than the slits beneath your lids, the last thing you see is the rows of pointed teeth that appear between lips curled in a devious smirk.
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You awake sometime later, head resting along your forearm which lays sprawled across the top of your desk. Slowly, you open your eyes, blinking the sleep away and yawning. As you force yourself to sit up, you realize your sketch is no longer on the desk.
Well that’s odd-
“More of your silly drawings?” Sevika's voice teases from behind you.
You nearly fall from your seat with how high you jump.
“For fuck’s sake, Sevika! Don’t scare me like that!” you chastise. Rubbing your eyes with your fists, you try to process what it was she had just said.
Silly drawings.
You don’t even bother to turn to look at her as you give her a bitter reply, “They aren’t silly drawings. You’re just jealous because the best you can do is stick people.” It’s not much of a comeback. Normally you’re more than happy to partake in the banter, but you’re too fucking tired to deal with her games right now.
She chuckles mockingly and tosses the drawing back onto the desk. “What made you decide to draw me like this?”
Gathering up your supplies, you sigh deeply. If you answer her honestly, you’ll just be feeding her fuel to tease you more. But, again, you’re just too damn sleepy to come up with anything besides the truth.
“I’ve been having dreams. Oddly vivid. Of you in this-" You wave your hand over the paper. "-demon form. No idea why, but it’s happened more than once.”
“Hmm,” she hums, and you’re unsure why she’s not giving you shit for that, but you continue to explain anyway.
“It’s weird. Even though it’s different scenarios each time- you chasing me, or taunting me, or just circling me- you always look exactly the same. I don’t understand how my brain is concocting such specific, repeatable imagery of you.”
“What if I told you those weren’t dreams,” Sevika whispers near your ear.
Hot breath rushes down the back of your neck and you shiver involuntarily.
Now it’s your turn to laugh. “That’s ridiculous. Stop trying to scare me. We can have a battle of wits tomorrow. I just want to go to bed.” You place your hands along the front edge of the desk, about to push your chair back to stand when you feel something slide around the front of your neck.
You immediately freeze in place.
Whatever it is, it’s not her hand, or arm- or anything she should possess. It quickly coils around your neck until your head is rendered immovable.
“Sevika!” you gasp, pulse quickening. “What the fuck is that?” Your hands fly up to grasp desperately at the offending… thing. It’s thin and rope-like, but too smooth to be just that. When Sevika says nothing, only laughs deviously from behind you, your heart rate spikes further. Her tone is different. It’s much deeper than usual. But more disturbing than that is the eerie echo that follows it.
“Foolish girl,” she rasps against your ear in a chilling tone.
Something tickles the side of your neck. Something firm and wet, but you’re left without a moment to process it when whatever is wrapped around your neck tightens and begins to slowly pull you to your feet. Unable to do more than release an airy gasp, you claw helplessly at the offending object. Eyes wide in terror, you’re forced to turn to face Sevika. But you’re not met with the face of the woman you know in the waking world. You’re met with a wicked grin full of sharp teeth and wide purple eyes that glow as if she’s possessed. Surely she is possessed. She’s the embodiment of your dream version of her.
Then this must be just another dream. There’s no other logical explanation. But it feels so real…
“My foolish girl,” she sneers as she lifts you even higher, until your feet no longer touch the floor.
You kick helplessly, trying desperately to get a foothold on something. As you scrabble at whatever is around your neck, it dawns on you what it is.
Her tail.
She brings you closer until you’re face-to-face with her demonic smile.
"You've been awfully bratty lately. I think it's about time you learn your place," she taunts.
And fuck, her voice has changed so much. It's dropped even lower, raspier. She sounds downright evil. Despite knowing this could only be a dream, you can't help how your blood runs cold in fear. However, you're unwilling to let even dream Sevika best you, so you try to swallow down that fear before you speak. But before you can even open your mouth, the grip she has on your throat tightens, leaving you gasping for breath.
Sevika's dark lips curl higher at your struggles. Her throaty chuckle echoes throughout the room. The room that- you just now realize- is suddenly fading away. Warping into something else entirely.
Your wide eyes flit around in shock as the furniture, the wall hangings, the flooring- even the walls themselves- all of it darkens and blurs until they disappear entirely. The two of you are left in a seemingly endless black room containing nothing more than a large, deep red settee situated a few feet away. And she's carrying you towards it.
You're tossed, rather haphazardly, onto the seat. Finally free of the restriction on your airway, you gasp and gulp down oxygen. Bringing your hands to your neck, you rub the sore tissue and tendons beneath.
“What the fuck, Sevika?” you demand.
Sevika towers over you, casting a shadow beneath a dim purple light that appears to emanate from somewhere behind her. The sides of her feet touch yours. But as you stare down at them, you realize they aren't her normal feet. They are larger. With long, sharp, black toenails. You shudder before letting your eyes slowly travel up the length of Sevika.
She's not in her usual getup. Not even the one you typically see her in when you’re dreaming. But you are dreaming, you remind yourself. As your gaze roams over her muscular thighs and all the way to the apex, you find she’s wearing nothing at all.
And oh good lord what is above her- Is that a… cock?
Something sharp presses into the soft flesh beneath your chin, forcing you to lift your head- to draw your attention away. At first, you think it must be a finger of her prosthetic arm. However, as your gaze lifts higher, you realize it’s her flesh arm before you. That’s definitely a claw threatening to pierce your skin.
“See something you like, kitten?” Sevika asks with a haughty smirk when you finally tilt your head back far enough to meet her glowing eyes above you.
Gods, is she even taller than usual too?
Still unwilling to let even this fake Sevka see you shaken at all by any of this, you snarkily ask, “Why the fuck do you have a dick in my dream?”
Another deep, taunting chuckle echoes through the seemingly empty room.
“Still think this is just a dream, huh?” she asks in that damn condescending tone she loves to use. She drags the tip of the sharp claw deliberately up the side of your jaw. Just hard enough to prove how deadly she is. “What will it take to convince you otherwise?”
You try to ignore the chill that creeps over your body, maintaining your own snide smile.
“Well, having the correct anatomy would be a decent start,” you jeer.
“Can’t exactly breed you with my cunt,” she retorts with a crude smile.
“Breed?” You huff out a laugh. “Like, you want me to carry your little demon babies?” Slowly, you shake your head in disbelief. “This is definitely one of the most fucked up dreams I’ve had about you.”
“Laugh all you want, brat. By the time I’m through with you, you’ll be praying this supposed dream would end.”
Mouth open and ready to fire a retort, your words fall short when you feel her tail start to slip beneath your loose shirt to slide around your torso. Your attention drops to that familiar long, thin, black appendage as it creeps further and further under the hem of your shirt, lifting it just enough to reveal the tops of your thighs.
Sevika leans over you, resting her metal hand against the back of the settee beside your head and lowers her face to hover just inches from yours.
You slowly let your gaze drift up over her lopsided grin to her glowing eyes. Reminding yourself yet again that this is only a dream, you make every attempt to hide the way her perverse smile makes your skin prickle with goosebumps. The way it causes your body temperature to rise. The way you rub your thighs together, clearly enjoying her like this.
She brings the sharp claws of her flesh hand to trace along the side of your jaw. Eyes locked with yours, she drags a single claw down the front of your neck, and along the dip in the collar of your shirt. She pauses at the center, delighting in how your chest is already visibly rising and falling faster in anticipation of what she plans to do next.
“I suggest you steady your breath. Unless you want me to mark that pretty skin of yours,” she warns.
Given no time to reply or even prepare, you release a startled yelp as she tears through the entire front of your shirt in one fell swoop. Her menacing laugh echoes through the room, and you swear you can feel it rumbling deep within your chest. Your cheeks burn with a mixture of anger, embarrassment, and something you’re not quite ready to admit to your cocky demonic girlfriend. You shoot her the most defiant glare you can muster. Unfortunately, you’re not sure it's very effective, considering how she not only has you held in place by that damn tail, but now your entire chest is exposed and on display for her hungry eyes to focus on.
“That was my favorite shirt!” you exclaim indignantly.
“You can find another,” she replies gruffly.
“I don’t want another. I liked this one.”
Narrowed glowing eyes rise to meet yours, their owner clearly low on patience.
“You can find another,” Sevika repeats with an air of finality. “Now I suggest you shut your mouth, brat. Or do I need to give you something to preoccupy it?”
It’s funny how she thinks a threat like that is going to keep you quiet. This dream Sevika is apparently just as daft as the real Sevika.
“Depends on what you plan to use,” you reply before tracing your lips with the tip of your tongue. You let your eyes slowly drift downward, intentionally making sure she follows the path to your destination; the thick, hard length that you notice twitches when she realizes what you’re implying.
“Hmm,” she hums, “Sorry kitten, but I’m saving that for another hole.” She draws your attention upward again, this time with the tip of a metal finger. “You’ll have to be patient.”
“Says the woman who couldn’t wait and just tore my favorite shir-” Your snarky remark turns into a startled gasp the moment you feel the settee unexpectedly rise and shift. The tail still wrapped around your torso is the only thing that keeps you from falling backward when the back of the couch suddenly disappears. 
Once again denying you a chance to gather your wits, Sevika immediately lifts you with her tail. The remainder of your shirt falls off your shoulders, and she pushes you further back onto what is definitely not a settee anymore considering how you’re able to lean back on your forearms.
Wide-eyed, you quickly scan left, then right, discovering you’re now actually on a large four-post bed. Each post is made of dark, rich mahogany, and the soft quilted bedding beneath you is the same deep red of the settee.
Sevika slides her tail out from around you before crawling onto the bed and over your body. The mattress shifts considerably with her weight and you're certain now that she’s considerably larger than usual. And she’s using it to her advantage, confining you beneath her, completely cutting off that mysterious purple glow that had been your only light source since the room warped into nothingness.
Too focused on the way her face is plastered with that damn arrogant smile, you fail to realize her tail is slipping behind your neck until it’s too late. It quickly coils around it before the soft, pointed tip slips into your open mouth, muffling your attempted protest. And your struggles only serve to make those dark lips of hers pull even higher.
“Much better,” she jeers.
This time she’s wrapped her tail just tight enough to assert her control over you without restricting your airway.
Despite your efforts to remain unphased by her assault, you feel your restraint quickly fade when you watch her head dip lower toward one of your exposed breasts. Her tail prevents you from lifting your head, but you still manage to watch as a long, wide, forked tongue slips out from between her lips to run along the underside of your breast, leaving a wet trail that quickly cools and causes you to shiver.
Your eyes flutter shut and you groan around the tip of her tail as she teases around your hardening nipple. Unknowingly, you start to mimic her motions, swirling your tongue around the tip of her tail. Sucking when she does. Flicking when she does. It isn’t until you feel the press of something sharp against your nipple that you start to realize what you’re doing.
With a quick inhale through your nose, your eyes fly open to meet the narrowed threatening gaze of your demonic girlfriend. Her lips are curled back in a snarl, revealing pointed teeth. Teeth that currently threaten to cross the line from pleasure to pain as she bites down.
“Stop. Distracting. Me,” she snarls through her teeth.
Distracting? How the fuck were you distracting her? Playing with her tail?
Curious, you give said tail a good suck while running the tip of your tongue along one edge of the point. Those fierce eyes of hers suddenly fall shut. A deep, almost inaudible, groan reaches your ears and goes straight between your legs.
Fuck that's hot.
It would appear that her tail is sensitive. Hence your ministrations are distracting.
How… delightful.
Your lips curl into a mischievous smile around the appendage, but you’re a fool to think she won’t retaliate. And she does exactly that the moment she opens her eyes and catches your smile.
Sevika releases an inhuman hiss. And it should have been your warning, but you’re still caught off guard the moment you feel her teeth sink in deeper and cross that aforementioned border.
The startled cry that slips past the small gap between your lips and her tail is choked off by her tail slipping further toward the back of your throat. Tears prick at the corners of your eyes and your hands instinctively reach for the horns at the top of her head. However, before you can grab them, you feel the forked tip of her tongue start to move over the stinging flesh, soothing and replacing the pain with pleasure.
Sevika chuckles against your breast as she continues to slide that deliciously thick muscle over your skin. “I warned you, brat."
Even if you could speak, you wouldn’t have anything to say. Not when that sinister laughter of hers is making the ache between your legs swell exponentially. No matter how hard you pretend to hate her cockiness, there’s no denying how much it turns you on.
“Still think you’re dreaming?” she sneers before moving to lave at your other breast.
Honestly, you had for a moment forgotten you were in a dream. Everything feels so damn real.
But you know this can’t be real. So you give her a nod as you rub your thighs together in an attempt to relieve some of the growing need between them.
Noticing the motion, Sevika presses her knee between your legs to force them open, intentionally dragging over your wet heat. Judging by the cocky little smirk that paints her face, she feels just how wet you are through the thin fabric of your underwear.
"Gonna try to deny that too?" She asks.
You narrow your eyes at her and mumble something unintelligible around her tail.
She raises a brow. "What's that? Can't understand you with your mouth full." She taunts before removing her tail from your mouth. Webs of saliva connect and stretch between its tip and your bottom lip before finally breaking over your chin.
"I said fuck y-" Your snarky remark devolves into a sharp inhale of breath when Sevika presses her knee further between your legs. That teasing- albeit tantalizing- friction leaves you without a thought, at least until you hear Sevika's mocking laughter.
You open your eyes, not even recalling closing them, and find her face hovering over yours. Her eyes are alight with a sick satisfaction as she waits for you to meet her gaze. And the moment you do, you watch as that snake-like tongue of hers slips past her lips to slowly lick up over your drool-coated chin before violently delving between your parted lips.
The moan you release into her mouth becomes choked as she shoves her tongue damn near down the back of your throat. You struggle to pull back, pressing your head further against the mattress. Sevika's lips curl against yours and you're not sure if you should be irritated or turned on by just how much higher she is as a demonic goddess.
Once she's had her fill of dominating your mouth, she drags her tongue along your teeth as it recedes into her mouth.
"Mmm. So sweet," she purrs. "You know my senses are enhanced in this form." Locking eyes with you, she starts to slowly descend your body, her tongue sneaking out to taste your exposed skin at every stop. "Including taste." She starts across your collarbone. "I wonder if-” Then between your cleavage. “-all of your body-” Around your navel. “-tastes that much more-” And along your waistband. “-delicious."
Tilting your head, you try to watch her from over your chest as it rises and falls with deep breaths. Her clawed hands carefully spread your thighs enough for her to sneak her head between them. Your breath hitches when she drags that wet muscle over your clothed slit.
“Mmm. I think I need to get a better taste,” Sevika purrs before taking the waistband of your panties between her pointed teeth.
At first, you think she will simply pull them down, so when you feel the unexpected tug and hear the subsequent tear of fabric, you can't help the squeal that leaves your throat.
And oh that fucking arrogant smile she gives you… As much as you want to chastise her for now adding your favorite pair of panties to the list of destroyed items, more than that you want her to press those devilish lips somewhere in particular.
As if hearing your thoughts, Sevika begins kissing her way up the inside of one of your thighs. Although not without deliberately taking her damn sweet time.
"Sevika, please!" You whine and spread your legs wider in hopes of encouraging her to reach her final destination sooner. You should know better, though, than to let her see how needy you are. It only adds fuel to the fire. Her desire to break you. To tame you.
"Pa-tience," she enunciates before sinking her sharp teeth into your thigh.
"Fuck," you curse and try to close your legs around her head, only to be met with equally sharp claws threatening to pierce your skin as she holds your legs in place.
The pain quickly dulls into a pleasant ache as Sevika runs her tongue over the tiny marks. Rather than continue her exploration with kisses, she instead licks a warm, wet trail higher and higher.
You suck in a shallow breath and pull your bottom lip between your teeth in anticipation. With every inch closer she gets to your burning core, you hold your breath a little longer, bite your lip a little harder. The moment she reaches your wet folds to teasingly trace the perimeter, you release your breath in a shaky whimper.
"Now purr for me, kitten," Sevika demands, tone dripping with sin.
And that you do. You moan wantonly when you finally feel her lick a long, thick stripe up through your entrance. Pleasure courses through your extremities and heat pools low in your belly. She gradually stokes that fire with teasing little kitten licks just along the inside of your entrance. If you were of sound mind you may have even found that ironic- the kitten licks- given her pet name for you. But you're too lost in your own bliss to form any coherent thoughts.
Her name falls from your parted lips with a breathless moan and you can feel her resulting arrogant smile against your folds.
She's normally damn good with her mouth, but there's something so terribly exquisite about her demon tongue that sends you to another realm. You're not sure if it's the forked tip, the large width, or the insanely long length-
Oh good god the length…
As Sevika finally sinks her tongue deep inside your cunt, you realize just how long it truly is.
"Oh- fuck Sevika," you moan, "That- that feels so good."
She hums in appreciation before adjusting her head to allow the base of her tongue to glide along the bundle of nerves above.
It's a shock to the system, that sudden addition of unexpected pleasure. You hadn't been ready for her to touch your clit while her tongue was still buried inside you. Your hips jerk almost violently towards her face, but you're once again held in place by sharp claws against your thighs.
You attempt to form a protest, mouth open, and a whine at the ready. But, the moment she starts sliding her tongue in and out of you, rubbing it along the now swollen bud above, your whine fizzles and dies in your throat. A broken, garbled moan falls out in its place.
Sevika uses her tongue to straight up fuck you, and with little grace or care for how much of a mess she makes, or how obscene she sounds. Between the collection of her saliva and your slick, each plunge of the thick muscle creates a wet, smacking sound that resonates throughout the room. It's salacious, but undeniably arousing.
If she was stoking the fire in your belly earlier, she's downright pouring gasoline on it now. That familiar coil is wound so tight it burns, threatening to snap at any moment.
Without thinking, you reach down and grasp Sevika's horns, pulling her face closer as you attempt to control her motions. That action not only earns you a warning growl that you fail to hear over your own unrestrained moaning, it also leads to her removing the stimulation entirely.
Your eyes fly wide open and you stare down at her with pleading eyes.
"Sevika! Please don't stop!" You beg, near tears with desperation as that pleasant coil starts to quickly unwind.
"Hands. Off," she snarls, baring dangerously sharp teeth.
"I- I'm sorry," you whimper, but immediately release her horns.
"Hands above your head."
Apparently, she doesn't trust you, but you still obey. Anything to get that indescribably divine stimulation back as you slip further and further away from your peak.
Sevika's tail appears in your periphery and you feel it wrap around your wrists. She's not giving you another chance to control yourself. But after glaring at your distraught face for a good, long moment, she finally brings her mouth back to your slit.
Eyes fluttering shut again, you focus all of your strength on lying still for her as she wraps her lips around your throbbing clit. She quickly rebuilds the progress she'd made before. Each suck of her mouth and each rub of her forked tongue brings you that much closer to the precipice of euphoria.
Sensing your impending climax, you unknowingly hold your breath and tense every muscle in your body. Until finally, you fall.
Your body lurches as all that built-up tension releases like an explosion. Time slows as waves of pleasure burn through your every fiber. You cry Sevika's name, following it with a series of incoherent whimpers. All while that delicious muscle carefully works you through your state of rapture.
Just as you start to come back down to reality and feel the threat of overstimulation, Sevika moves her tongue from your throbbing bud to lewdly lap at the juices flowing from the slit below.
Chest heaving with shallow breaths, you gaze down at your demonic lover through glossy eyes. Your body trembles at the sight, renewed arousal making your legs ache. Her eyes are gently closed, as if she's thoroughly enjoying herself while she licks you clean.
Once she seems to have had her fill, she lifts her head and uses her knuckles to wipe her mouth clean. She meets your dazed stare with eyes so heavily darkened with lust that only a mere ring of glowing purple remains.
Your body trembles beneath her gaze as she slowly rises to her knees and moves up your body. It isn't until her legs are on either side of your waist that her intentions become clear. Your eyes travel down the length of her body. Over the sexy curl of her wet lips, the swell of her full breasts, the hard lines of her defined abs, until finally landing on the large cock standing proud, right where her clit would normally reside.
Several drops of precum decorate the bottom of the bulbous head. It's thicker than what you'd expect from a human, and tinged with a fluorescent purple much like her eyes. Instinctively, you lick your lips in anticipation. 
Sevika notices that action, a haughty chuckle making her body shake. "Be a good girl for your master and get it nice and wet for me?" She purrs.
You meet her gaze for a moment and give her an eager nod. You're rewarded with a pleased smile and she releases your wrists from the grip of her tail. Slowly, you sit up, gaze dropping to the mouth-watering display in front of you.
Placing your hands on her hips to keep yourself steady, you watch for her reaction intently as you run the very tip of your tongue over the trail of precum. The deep hum of approval she releases goes straight between your legs, rekindling that pleasant ache. Your mouth fills with a bittersweet flavor that's unlike her typical slick and you wonder if that's been altered as well.
Your eyes flit between hers and the wetness coating the junction of her thighs. Clearly, she's enjoying herself just as much as you are. You wait for her nod of approval before dipping your head lower and collecting a taste of her slick, intentionally allowing the tip of your tongue to tease along her entrance.
You both groan in unison.
Though the texture is considerably different; less thick, the taste is still equally bittersweet.
"No more teasing," Sevika demands. But her voice is hoarse, broken by the desire that coats her throat.
Obediently, you move one hand from her hip to grasp the base of her cock before wrapping your lips around the tip.
"That's my good girl," she groans as you slide the length further into your mouth.
Your eyes flutter shut when you feel the scrape of her claws travel from the top of your scalp to the back of your head. Too caught up in that pleasant sensation and sweet praise, you momentarily forget your task.
Sevika, however, does not, and she holds your head in place before snapping her hips.
Tears prick at the corners of your eyes as she hits the back of your throat despite your hand preventing you from taking her entirely. It takes a great deal of concentration not to gag around her, but she takes mercy on you and quickly pulls back enough to allow you to recover.
"Focus," she grunts. "This is for your own good."
You peer up at her through watery eyes and thick lashes, but quickly slide your lips back over her. Hollowing your cheeks, you suck as you glide back a second time. And oh god, the reaction that gets you is enough to have you moaning just as loud as her.
Her eyes drift closed as her head gently falls back. Her throat bobs with a heavy swallow, and she digs her nails into the nape of your neck.
Eager to treat yourself to another one of those responses, you take her back into your mouth, this time far enough to reach the hand you still have wrapped firmly around the base of her.
But before you can pull back, Sevika's head tilts forward again and you're met with eyes completely blackened by a ravenous need.
"Enough," she growls. "Lie down."
Gladly.
Having regained enough of your senses, you decide to sneak in one more teasing action before she has her way with you. So as you slide your wet lips down her cock, you press and drag your tongue along the bottom.
“Shi- t.” Sevika’s broken curse slips past her lips without permission. But the moment she comes to- once you reach the very tip- she narrows her eyes at you threateningly.
You merely peer up at her with feigned innocence as you slide completely off, intentionally allowing a small dribble of precum to coat your bottom lip. With an exaggerated lick of your swollen, wet lips, you watch as her anger starts to ebb away. But just as you think you’ve soothed the savage beast, you feel pointed nails dig into each of your shoulders before she shoves you onto your back.
Your breath leaves your chest from the force of it, but Sevika leaves you no time to complain.
She shakes her head in disappointment. "Naughty little brat. You almost wasted my precious seed on that smartass mouth of yours." She starts to move back down your body, pressing her knees between your own to spread them.
“How would that have been a waste?” you ask as you prop yourself up on your forearms to watch her. “Are you telling me that even as a demonic god- even in my dreams- you can’t just make more quote-unquote seed?” You ask derisively.
Sevika freezes, her hands hovering just above your thighs. Her eyes slowly drift up until they meet yours. With an arched brow and a crooked smile, she sneers, “Do I need to use the tail again?” She brings the end of it into your view, flicking it back and forth for emphasis.
“Hey I’m just asking a very legitimate question,” you reply. You’re well aware that goading a demon is dangerous. But it’s Sevika. In a dream, you remind yourself again- a very wet dream. You know any punishment she dishes out will ultimately lead to your pleasure.
“Yeah? You sure you’re not just running your mouth because you want me to stuff it with something?” she asks as she lifts your thighs and spreads them wide. “Or maybe you’re looking to be put in your place in some other way?” Her lips curl into a devilish smirk.
“As I said earlier, that depends on what you have in mind,” you answer with a mischievous smile to match hers.
Sevika says nothing, merely continues to wear that lopsided grin as she settles between your legs. She leans over you, resting her metal hand against the mattress beside your head, her biological hand holding her hardened cock.
"This what you want?" She husks as she drags the head up through your wet slit. "You want me to fuck you with this?"
Not trusting your own voice as she rubs over your clit, you suck your bottom lip between your teeth and nod your head.
Amused by your sudden loss of words, Sevika chuckles lowly. Though she could easily drag the teasing on- figuratively and literally- she's craving a good fuck just as much as you are.
As she presses the tip just inside your entrance, you let yourself rest completely on your back. She eases in at such a slow speed it borders on torture. And when you try to lift your hips, she moves her hand to your waist to still you.
"I think you know what I'm going to say," Sevika warns.
Be patient.
You push your lower lip out in a pout, but Sevika simply lowers her head to press her lips to it. You wrap your arms around her back, fingers gripping at the muscles there as you pull her chest closer until her soft breasts touch yours. Her tongue traces over where your lips meet. Just as you eagerly grant her entrance, she closes that final distance, fully sheathing herself inside you.
The moan that rises from your chest is caught in your throat as Sevika's tongue plunges inside with the same wild intensity. It swirls around yours, withdrawing another muffled moan as you're struck with the lingering taste of your release.
Hooking your legs around her waist, you try to pull her in further, deeper, until you swear you feel the very tip. Every inch of her presses along your walls. It's sad if she was made just for you.
Sevika groans and pulls back from the kiss just far enough for your lips to barely touch. She gazes down at you with darkened eyes through eyelids heavy with need.
"You feel so fucking good wrapped around me. So tight," she husks, her lips grazing yours with every spoken syllable.
Good god does her praise sound so much sexier in that fiendishly deep voice of hers. It's enough to make your head spin. You close your eyes, wanting to focus on just the sound of her.
"I don't know why I didn't do this sooner," she adds, seemingly more to herself than you.
Ever so slowly, she starts to slide back out, sucking air through her teeth as you clench around her. Once only the tip remains precariously inside, she pauses.
Your toes curl in anticipation, body tensing as you wait for the imminent thrust of her hips. However, when seconds that feel more like an eternity pass without any motion or any sound, you slowly open your eyes.
Sevika stares down at you with wide hungry eyes and a villainous smile, showing off those dangerously sharp teeth.
"Sev-IKA" your whine becomes a startled cry as she snaps her hips and buries herself to the hilt. Her evil chuckle barely registers in the back of your mind through the pleasurable shock to your body.
Not giving you a moment of reprieve, she starts to fuck you at a slow, but steady pace.
Unsure if the speed she's selected is meant to please or tease, you quickly find yourself in need of more. The build-up of that warm, tight feeling is too slow. While she busies herself with licking her way down your jaw and neck, you let your heels drop back to the mattress, digging them in as you attempt to meet her every thrust with two of your own.
Without nearly the level of stamina she possesses- not to mention how your legs ache with each pleasurable drag of her hard cock against your walls- you quickly tire of the effort. And damn this cocky demonic woman currently controlling your future- you can feel her lips curl into an amused smirk from where they press against the swell of a breast. She knows it only makes you yearn for her more.
"Sevika," you whine breathlessly, "please."
"Please what?" Her question is muffled by her mouth skimming across your chest to taste the skin of your other breast.
"Fast-" You're cut off once again- and no doubt just as intentional- when you feel Sevika sink her pointed teeth into the swell of your breast.
"Fuck me!" You cry out, but the pain quickly subsides as she sucks and licks at the tiny marks left in her wake.
Behind your closed lids, you sense something above you. You open your eyes to find Sevika grinning down at you again, her breasts gently swaying over yours as she continues her torturous, yet sweetly slow cadence.
You give her your best puppy-dog eyes, pleading with her to have mercy on you. Then you attempt one more time to bargain with your demonic goddess.
"Please fuck me faster. I'll do anything."
Oh, now that seems to have caught her interest.
Sevika's brow raises in intrigue. "Anything?"
"Anything," you repeat with a nod.
"Deal."
Something tells you that you're likely to regret that later, but the moment she grabs the bottoms of your thighs and pushes them back against your chest, you couldn't care less. You're in for quite the ride.
She doesn't even bother gradually increasing her speed. The moment she gets you where she wants you she plants both hands beside your head and starts pummeling into you.
The sound of her thighs slapping against the back of yours mix with your wanton cries and moans, both of which nearly drown out her wild grunts.
You claw at her back, clinging to her as if your life depended on it. And with how mercilessly she drives that thick cock into your wet heat, it very well might.
Mind reeling from all the heavenly sensations, you nearly miss Sevika's grunted taunt.
"Look how much more well-behaved you are when I'm fucking- your- brains- out." She emphasizes the last four words with a grind of her hips each time she penetrates you, rubbing against your clit and leaving you near gasping as white light flashes behind your lids with each one.
"Still think this is a dream?" She jeers as she continues her onslaught, nearly pushing your body across the bed with the force. "Ever felt this fucking good in your dreams? Ever been so fucking wet?" Once again she adds emphasis, only this time it's with a powerful thrust that has a lewd squelching sound echoing through the dark room.
Just as she thought, you truly are too fucked out now. Her questions go in one ear and right out the other. All your focus is concentrated on gripping Sevika's back while she fucks you hard enough to cause the bed to shake and creak. And oh gods yes, you're quickly approaching that peak again.
"I asked you a question," Sevika growls.
That one you hear, but only because of the abrupt halt to your pleasure when she suddenly pulls out of you completely.
Not even given a chance to protest beyond the startled breathy cry that leaves your throat, you find yourself just as abruptly flipped over onto your hands and knees. Clawed hands- metal and organic- grip your waist as Sevika lines up and then slams back inside you.
From a combination of her sheer force and your weakened state, your front half collapses forward, face smashing against the mattress. You claw desperately at the bedding, trying to find purchase as Sevika continues to rail you from behind.
Between one of her rounds, she brings the palm of her flesh hand down against one of your asscheeks. Her sinister laughter rings through your ears, almost louder than the shriek that leaves your open mouth.
"Where's all that attitude now?"
Gone along with any and all cognitive abilities. Especially when you feel her hand rub soothing circles over your singing flesh. And even more so when she lightly scrapes those claws from the bottom of your spine straight up to the nape of your neck.
Your back arches in reflex to the sweet sensation that she leaves in her wake. Senseless words and curses fall from your slack mouth.
Sevika must be right. This can't possibly be a dream. Not when every part of your body is screaming with pleasure. Not when you feel so completely and delightfully filled by her.
She presses the palm of her hand against the exposed side of your face, pushing your head further into the mattress as she bends over you. She encapsulates you completely with her large body. Her sweat-slick breasts press against the curve of your spine as she fucks you impossibly deeper.
You're close. So fucking close. But you need something more. Just a little-
"Sevika," your voice comes out as nothing more than a hoarse whisper, apparently having been far more vocal than you realize. But thank the gods- or rather your demon girlfriend- she hears you.
She brings her mouth to your ear, her hot breath washing over you with each buck of her hips. "What do you want, kitten?"
"I- I need-" you struggle to form the words, absolutely drowning in pleasure, and she's apparently hell-bent on only making it harder.
She takes your earlobe between her teeth and gently tugs before whispering, "What was that? Use your words."
"More- I need more," you pant. "Please."
She hums against your ear as her tongue teases along the edge of it.
Just when you think you're going to have to beg more, you feel something slide between your sweaty bodies and around your waist.
Her tail.
The tip dips down over your abdomen, and as you realize its destination, you suck in a breath and hold it. All it takes is one slide over your throbbing, swollen clit to send you spiraling.
You sob pathetically as you're overtaken by earth-shattering pleasure for the second time tonight. Every muscle in your body spasms, including those surrounding Sevika's cock.
"Fuck," Sevika grits out through her teeth. "I'm going to cum." Her pace falters for a moment, but she's quick to recover. Lips pressed against your sweaty cheek, she husks, "Do you want me to fill you with my seed?"
Legs trembling, you're only held up by the grip of Sevika's metal hand on your waist as she continues to drive herself inside your soaked cunt. The lewd sound of it is lost on you though, as you just start to drift down from your high. And then her words replay in the back of your head.
Do you want me to fill you with my seed?
"Yes. Please," you whimper.
"Do you want to carry my half-breed spawn?" She huffs, and you can hear her losing steam, feel her hips stutter. She can't hold on much longer.
Dream or reality you don't fucking care anymore. You just want to feel her release inside you. You'd do anything for her, regardless of her being a goddamn demon.
"Please, Sevika."
"Say it."
"Breed me," you cry, overstimulation starting to set in under her continued assault.
That's all it takes. That, and one final deep thrust, then she's burying her face in your neck, groaning as thick cum flows from her cock.
You can feel all of it. It's inhumanly hot and vast, seeping out each time her body jerks. It spills out and down the insides of your thighs, all the way to the bedding at your knees.
After several weak thrusts, she finally stills. Though she doesn't go completely limp, you feel the weight of her press against your back, sweaty skin sticking to more sweaty skin. She moves her hand from the side of your head to rest against the mattress. You both take deep breaths in unison, and it's the only sound in the now otherwise silent abyss.
Sevika slips her arm around your waist when she feels your legs start to give way, finally depleted of all your remaining strength.
"Need to- lie down," you murmur between panting.
Despite having spent the entirety of the night with you being atrociously bratty, Sevika takes pity on you- or perhaps she's equally exhausted- and carefully pulls herself out before gently lying you on your back.
She hovers over you for a moment, straddling your limp body and watching your dazed expression. Several beads of sweat drip down the side of her face, then her neck before disappearing between her cleavage.
The rest becomes a bit of a blur as you drift in and out of conciseness. But you recall her wiping you off, cleaning you of both your fluids. And you remember moments of her kissing each of the marks she left on your skin. The scrapes and dotted cuts from her metal and demonic claws. The bright red indents decorating your skin where she bit you. And the raw skin where her hands or tail gripped and rubbed.
And the last thing you remember is her lying next to you, the tip of her tail gliding up and down the top of one of your thighs. Then she places a soft kiss on your forehead before whispering, "You did so well, my love."
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Blinking several times, you slowly wake from your deep slumber. As your eyes come into focus in the dimly lit room, you realize you're sitting at your desk. Remembering your earlier escapades, you quickly sit up and glance around.
Your room, from what you can tell from the low glow of the desk lamp, is completely normal. All is as it was- or should be. Looking down at the desk you even find your drawing still sitting there.
So it really was a dream?
"You forgot the pointed tip," Sevika says from behind you.
You yelp, jumping in your seat much like you did earlier- or you thought you did.
"Shit, Sevika. Don't sneak up on me like that," you say groggily.
Wait- What did she just say?
"What pointed tip?" You ask suspiciously.
"On the tail," she whispers against your ear.
The hair on the back of your neck stands up and a shiver runs down your spine.
There's no way-
You peer down at your clothing. You're not in the t-shirt you remember putting on earlier that night. You're in a thin camisole, with a low cut that reveals the tops of your breasts. Including two very obvious rows of bite marks across one of them.
"Oh dear Janna," you murmur in shock.
Sevika tsks from behind you. Her voice drops lower, a familiar eerie echo ringing in your ear as she speaks in a sinister tone. “The only deity I want to hear you pray to is me. And you better start praying, because you promised me you’d do anything."
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AN: If you haven't seen it yet, be sure to check out @sevikascrown's delicious fanart of demon Sevika here. 🥰
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shortestcake · 1 year
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INSECURITIES THEY FIND ATTRACTIVE
(headcanons)
Pairings: Vi x reader, Sevika x reader(separate)
Pronouns used: none
Gendered terms: princess
Genre: fluff+smut(mdni)
/ / insecurities, strap-on, tummy bulge
reader is implied to be plus sized, but could still be interpreted as diffrent body types
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SFW
🍓 Vi loves your tummy
🍓 Regardless of size, she finds it a truly adorable part of your body
🍓 It's one of her favourite places to rest her head, right after your thighs and chest
🍓 She practically foams at the mouth when you wear anything that reveals your tummy. Whether it's low rise jeans or a crop top, Violet will bombard you with non-stop compliments
🍓 If you have any piercings or tattoos across your belly she will absolutely trace them with her finger
🍓 Whenever she comes up behind you to hold you, which isn't exactly rare, Vi will often have one arm wrapped completely around your torso, and the other's palm resting against your pelvis/tummy
"Hey princess, what're you making, hm? Smells delicious. No, I won't not hold your tummy, I like it too much."
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🍓 tummy bulge tummy bulge tummy bulge
🍓 If Vi is using a strap, she'll go out of her way to point out the cute tummy bulge she made
🍓 Grabs your hand and makes you touch it, with her own on top of yours
🍓 This results in you almost always facing her during sex, or being held up by her in front of a mirror
🍓 Violet can't help it, she just wants to see, and wants you to see it
"Fuck, you see that darl'? See how my cock's making your pretty stomach buldge?"
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🍓 You know that extra bit of fat around your boob? Sevika adores it
🍓 Encourages you to wear tops that show it off, such as sleeveless ones or tank tops
🍓 She has a slight one herself, although not very obvious since she is mostly muscle. Is pretty neutral when it comes to her body, unless you have the same features on her.
🍓 Since, in her eyes, you're absolutely gorgeous, she takes a bit more pride in the traits she shares with you
"Is that the shirt I got you? It looks great on you doll, you should wear it more often."
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🍓 As much as she wants you to wear shirts that expose your side boob, she loves taking them off even more
🍓 After a whole day- if she makes it that far- of you wearing a tank top right beside her, she pounces on you the moment she can
🍓 The shirt is practically ripped off when and she immediately starts groping your breasts, paying extra attention to them the whole night
"Look at these pretty fucking tits, all for me to hold, and squeeze. God, the way you whimper is so hot."
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It's Britney bitch
Hi lovelies it's been too long, I'm writing again! Even if I definitely won't post as much as I used to I have a ridiculous amount of ideas and motivation so brace yourselves
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akiseochi · 5 months
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DAY 8 • BITING (ft. sevika)
tw: fingering, gn!reader, biting kink, she’s too sexy </3
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It all started when you bit her shoulder.
The moment your teeth sunk into her scarred skin, she developed an obsession of sorts. Something about the sharp, but weak jab into her skin, mixed with the cold tears drying on your cheeks as you pulled away… it did something to her.
“Come on, honey.” Sevika’s voice was a low mumble as she spoke into your ear, thick fingers curling inside you. “You can take it.”
You gasped for air, fingernails digging into her sturdy biceps. “Fuck—! I can’t— Sevika, please, I… mmph!”
Tears pricked at your eyes, saliva dripping from your lips with your incoherent babbles as you squeezed around her fingers. She let out a low chuckle at that.
“Shhh… so good for me,” she cooed, pressing her lips to yours.
The moment your jaw clamped over her lips, you felt her fingers leave you, taking their place on your backside instead, lifting you up and against the wall.
“You’re driving me fucking crazy,” she breathed, coaxing another gasp from your swollen lips as she rolled her hips flush against yours. “Are you doing this on purpose or are you just that perfect?”
“Se—Sevika…!”
“I’ve got you, hun, don’t you worry. I’ll make you feel so good, you’ll forget how to walk.”
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moodywyrm · 8 months
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Omg wait Sevika with pierced nips???
I’m drooling!
And omg how they’re more sensitive once they’re pierced right? You might just get a needy whimper or squeal from her!
But she’d love to see you on them and pulling them, especially when she’s fixing her arm or reading with those sexy ass glasses she wears bc I said so
AHHH
see you get it. you have the vision. apollo smacked with you the big red ball of prophecy bc I've been considering writing about sevika's pierced nips like all day.
they're so pretty. bright steel barbells against her dark nipples, hard metal on soft fat. literally visualizing sevika's tits makes me drool they'd look so yummy. the piercings feel so fucking good in your mouth, you literally have to be yanked off of her chest like a kitten by it's scruff or else you'll never let go.
but sucking on them when y'all are using a double sided strap? while she's fucking you, slow and deep and hard, grinding against you so close. and her tits are right in your face so you might as well suck on her pretty, sensitive tits? it makes her Whimper, dude. sevika fucking whimpers when you suck on her tits in the heat of the moment, especially when the strap is grinding up into her and making her head fuzzy, and Especially when her girl in beneath her, falling apart.
and just sucking on them in general!!! her favorite is when she's reading and you're slumped against her chest, just pawing at her chest and waiting for her to give you attention. she makes you wait though, until she literally can't fucking take it anymore <3
sevika with glasses ,,, woof, woofofofoofofofofofo,, she's so sexy I need her
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nyctophiliq · 1 year
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AHHHH can you do arcane milfs and reader with age gap? Like maybe something that explores how they feel about being older than reader. Thanks<3
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✮ — 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐏 ; cassandra kiramman, ambessa medarda, enforcer grayson, renata glasc, sevika
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content warning. afab! reader, sfw ! — lowercase writing intended, age gap, mention of suggestive themes(?), characters are worried, and the reader is a bit oblivious to it
moss' notes. this is such an amazing idea, moss wants to kiss the anonie on the lips (only if anonie lets moss ofc) another note, moss doesn't think they did justice so they might just come back to this later :)
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— CASSANDRA...
it wasn't uncommon between her peers to fool around with a much younger partner, to crave the companion of a young person so they themselves can feel a little younger. she sees it as a normal thing in the world, back then in the older days there were teenagers marrying men in their fifties and up, nowadays that doesn't happen but it's somehow still there in a much healthier way.
it doesn't bother her but the ill talks about your relationship fuel her anger. those nights she has a hard time going to sleep, rambling about how it doesn't matter, that they are lies, and that the two of you will never end up like all her comrades do.
x "no matter the gossip, no matter the looks, i love you with all my heart my darling, nothing can change that."
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— AMBESSA...
at first, she wouldn't be too worried about the age gap between the two of you, giving no special thought to it because she had plenty of girls as young as her own daughter or even younger before. but when she thinks about having a family, a long life with you the fearless warlord can't help but be scared of what is to come. she had never really thought about her own mortality, she decided if death is to take her to battler then she will be pleased, but with you in the picture, she is not sure if she would like that either.
x "i live in great fear now with you by myself, but i don't dread it, i just hope it will ease. i love you, my dearest y/n."
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— GRAYSON...
she can't, she faces so many dirty people on her job, people who take advantage of younger people and call them stupid just because of the age gap is just unacceptable in her opinion. she has a hard time accepting her feelings for you, struggling every step of the way and even now that you have been together for a while she still feels that she needs to apologize if she has ever made you feel like you were just a pretty young thing, a toy that she could use as she pleased. she begged for your forgiveness if she made you feel like that, crawling on her knees in front of you. it is a heartbreaking sight to see someone like her be in such a wrong space of mind.
x "i hope you know that i would never treat you differently just because you are younger, that i don't see you as something to play with, but i see you as my life... i'm sorry."
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— RENATA GLASC...
renata might be even more worried about the years between the two of you than anyone else. she hates to think that you might feel that she is too old for you or you are too young for her, that because she is already successful in her line of work she will never appreciate the small things you achieve before the big ones roll in. she wants you to feel equal next to her, to not think that at any given time she is trying to use that horrible line that mothers use, the "i am older than you, i know better, i know what's right for you and me" - she might know more than you, but isn't to say that you are not smarter than her in other topics.
x "we are equal, regardless of our age or knowledge, i love you despite anything they say. i want you for who you are, not because of what you are, my sweetheart."
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— SEVIKA...
sevika isn't immune to the worry that comes with the age gap between the two of you, but she takes it less seriously than the others. she has accepted the fact that she has little control over who she falls in love with, who makes her heart flutter and make her realize that she doesn't need to be a god for someone to love her, that she can be human and you would find her nothing but lovely. she thinks very little of how the years between the two of you would affect your relationship.
x "you and i are a team, nobody can take us on, they just have to deal with it."
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tag list ; @roguescarlett @mxyx-rx444 @darlingmisa @einrosa @sevikasangel @nopealoupe @pixiegirlz @gonegonethankyouuu @xthescarletbitch @orang3-ish @bigboobslilheart
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xxxsaturnxx · 8 months
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Sevika NSFW Head cannons
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Sevika x f!reader
Cw; suggestive content, mdni 18+, fluff, strong language, and more idk
Please let me know who to write about next i lowkey need help
She loves it when your overstimulated and/or crying she will keep that ravenous pace going. In her mind if you have tears rolling down your face then shes doing her job.
Sevika loves eye contact. It gives her a sense of power over you. “Cmon now pretty girl did i say you can look away?”
She loves to tease you and for her its very easy. With her muscles on muscles and her lipstick thats just begging to be smudged all she has to do is give you one look and your already hot and bothered.
Sevika ‘somehow’ always finds a way between your thighs. Whether it be her hand while she’s playing poker or her head after a long day at work. And trust and believe she can stay down there for hours. Who needs to breathe anyway? not her.
Sevika will sometimes just bury her face in your neck when shes too tired to do anything else. Shes a total cuddle bug when you two are alone. Sevika also really likes to put all your weight on her like your nothing.
Sevika will let you hold her hand out in public as long as its outside the last drop. If someones catcalling you though she’ll put her whole arm around you and death stare them. She likes to kiss your knuckles every now and then most times she doesn’t even realize it.
She’ll definitely spoil you too. ‘ you want those shoes?’ You have them within the hour ‘you like the color of that dress?’ She’ll have a strap custom made in that color. You will have to model the shoes for her when you get home too but only in the shoes. “Fuck princess those shoes really bring out your eyes.” As she stares at your tits.
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lacroixqueen · 1 year
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say yes to heaven, say yes to me (piltover princess reader x sevika, 18+)
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Summary: piltie princess reader and sevika in a ~secret love affair~ ohohoho. her daddy is on the city council and would easily have a stroke if he found out about this.
Pairing: piltover princess reader x sevika
Word Count: 1.4k
Tags: ANGST FOR DAYS, soft sevika, morning voice sevika, slight rapunzel and romeo/juliet influence
Sevika was on a covert intelligence mission the night you two met. It was the evening of the annual Piltover Masquerade held at city hall, and the moment she laid her eyes on you, she knew. You were like an angel hidden in plain sight. It was a tragedy that she didn’t find you earlier. What was the city of Piltover hiding from her all this time?
She has made many trips to the upper side to gather information for the revolution. Sure, some pretty flowers have caught her eye here and there but none were as effervescent as you. Fiercer than a flame, but also as beautiful as you were delicate. She wanted to keep you all to herself. And she was successful.
You fell head over heels for her the moment she decided to court you. You were obsessed with the adrenaline rush, the secrecy of it all. Like how thrilling it was to exchange a momentary glance in a crowded room without anyone knowing. Or how hard your heart would pound against your chest when she grabbed your hand and kissed you when no one was looking, knowing full well that if she was discovered it would be the end of everything. 
It made every single second you shared with her all the more exciting and ephemeral. But sometimes you wished she would stay by your side forever. That you didn’t have to kiss her behind closed doors or hold her hand in the darkness of a shadow. 
But you also understood, in the pit of your soul, that you belonged in a world entirely different from hers. That no matter how hard you stayed close to her side, in the end you would separate. You just wished you could hold on for as long as you could, even if it was just a minute longer. 
You could already feel your heart dropping into your stomach the moment the sun rays began to peak through your velvety curtains. Because she said she would leave first thing in the morning so that no one would be able to see her sneak out your window. How she reassured you that by the time Piltover had awakened, she would already be gone. Why were the words she chose to comfort you actually the ones that sent you reeling into a seemingly endless downward spiral?
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You were entangled in her arms, almost refusing to let go when you felt the sleep escape her like sand in an hourglass. You liked how comfortably your head rested on her chest, listening to how slow and steady her heartbeat sounded. The way she smelled of cigar smoke, whiskey, and warm cherry wood. Your eyes lingered lazily on the patchwork of love marks you left all over her neck and collarbone the night before. You wished you could stay frozen in this perfect moment forever. But the clock kept ticking, and the sun continued to rise, much to your dismay. 
“Okay, sweetheart,” Sevika’s morning voice hummed, her fingertips dancing sensually over the lace of your lingerie. “You know what time it is.”
“No I don’t,” you pouted stubbornly, gripping onto her as if once you let go she would be gone forever. 
Sevika let out a resounding sigh, pushing you gently onto your back and planting warm, wet kisses all over the crook of your neck. “You know when you do this, it only makes it that much harder..”
“Then maybe you should just spend the whole day with me,” you whined, as small teardrops began to form on the corners of your eyes. 
“You know I hate this as much as you do, princess,” Sevika whispered into your skin as she rolled up your lace sleep dress and kissed all over your tummy. “But I can’t stay here. Sooner or later someone will find out.”
You sighed as you reached over to grip onto Sevika’s metal hand while she rolled her tongue over the top of your pantyline. 
“I love you..” you blurted out in a voice barely above a whisper.
Sevika pretended she didn’t hear and sealed your lips with another kiss so sweet that you felt like you could just melt right into it. 
“Okay, Y/N,” she said with a tone of finality. “I actually do have to leave now.”
You understood that you could only squeeze so much more extra time out of her. You were already holding her hostage for more than she was willing to provide. 
“When can I see you again..” you mused, sitting up while watching Sevika get dressed. Your eyes danced playfully over her mechanical fingers as they clasped on her belt buckle. 
Sevika smirked when she noticed your relentless gaze, as if you were completely mesmerized by her every motion. “You know, if you keep staring at me like that I might get myself in some deep trouble.”
“You still aren’t answering my question,” you sighed, rolling your eyes and hugging a pillow against your chest. “Can you come over again tomorrow night, maybe?”
Sevika paused after shrugging on her copper armor to look back at you. “Listen, Y/N..”
You felt your chest begin to tighten when you heard the tone in her voice shift. 
“I.. we.. can’t keep doing this long-term. You do know that, right?”
It was like a stake pushed and twisted into your heart. Her words were always so brief, so honest, yet painstakingly callous at the same time. 
“Y-yes, I do but. Can’t we just do this for a little while longer.. Even if it can’t be forever?” you proposed, your lips quivering and hands shaking as you clutched onto the bed sheets. “Even if after this war, you never speak to me ever again and forget about me..”
  Sevika sat down by your side and slid her metal hand over your waist, and used her thumb to wipe away a few tears she saw beginning to pool down your cheek. “I will never forget about you, Y/N. That’s something you don’t ever have to worry about.”
“Sometimes I wish we weren’t from two different worlds,” you whispered softly, unable to meet her eye. “Like what if I wasn’t some Piltover princess and I was from the undercity just like you. Do you think maybe things could have been different?”
“Perhaps,” Sevika pondered, intertwining her fingers with your hand. “But the reality is.. your father is a prominent member of the Piltover Council. He and his associates are actively trying to end the revolution I’ve been trying so hard to build. If given the opportunity, they would kill me. You do understand that, don’t you, Y/N?”
You swallowed the lump that was beginning to form in your throat. “I do.. But I don’t care. If I could choose I would be with you, fighting alongside you in the war. In fact, I would be glad to!”
Sevika chuckled at your naivete thinly cloaked with the most well-intentioned enthusiasm. She gingerly kissed the back of your hand as if to thank you for your generosity. “Sweetheart, you and I both know you wouldn’t survive even an hour in the undercity on your own, let alone fight anyone. And besides, even if you could, there is no way in hell that I would let you.”
“Meanie,” you pouted before giving her a few more last minute neck kisses. “Fine then, go. I never want to see you again anyway.”
“Always the drama queen,” Sevika smirked as she got up and pushed through the door to your balcony. You were quick to trail behind her, of course.
She hoisted herself up the railing, preparing to scale down the building and disappear into the slowly waning shadows of the vanishing dawn. 
“Just.. be careful,” you stammered out, crossing your arms over your chest as the cold autumn air nipped against your bare skin. 
“Go back inside,” Sevika said after leaning in to kiss you one last time. “And be a good girl while you wait for me.”
“I will,” you assured, almost a little too quickly for comfort. “Now go before I start crying again.”
Without another word, Sevika gave you a final fond look before jumping down and disappearing into the darkness once more. As she swiftly weaved her way through the gradually awakening alleyways of Piltover, she knew in the back of her mind that this would probably be one of the last moments she would share with you. 
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lesbeaniegreenie · 5 months
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hi :) i just wanted to say that i really appreciate you adding onto my lil soft sevika posts. they’ve made me feel better both times you’ve added something 🥹💖
Awwwww, honey! I'm so glad they help! Tbh it's sorta a 'you help me, I help you' kind of deal cause I need some way to get these headcanons out there. But omg I'm so happy I've been able to help you!
Also, did you really think you could send this and not get more soft Vika hcs?
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→ I picture you and Vika's shared room set up like mine with the bed against the wall opposite of the door. So whenever Vika comes home late at night, she sees you sleeping on the side of the bed closest to the door. After she gets herself suitable for bed, she slides up right behind you, wrapping her arms around you and squeezing you just enough to wake you up.
→ "you're on the wrong side of the bed," she whispers in your ear. She then flips over, taking you with her so that you're now facing the wall with Sevika's back to the door.
→ Sevika claims the side of the bed closest to the door is her side. She says it's just a preference, but really, she does it to keep you safe. If anything should happen, she'll be closest to the door and quick to get up.
→ if you're doing a hobby that you like, whatever it may be, Sevika loves watching you. The little smile on your face, the way your brows furrow in concentration, the look of accomplishment when you finish it or get something right. It's all so cute to her and has her sighing like a lovesick fool.
→ on the rare occasion that Sevika comes home during the day, she absolutely loves walking in to the smell of your cooking. She doesn't even kick her shoes off before heading to the kitchen to see you in your own little world whipping up the best meal she could ever have. She would help, but she's a disaster in the kitchen. You guys still need to set up a time and date for when you can teach her how to make her favourite meal of yours.
→ got any insecurities? Well, prepare to have Sevika's lips all over you. It doesn't have to be sexual, either. Insecure about your tummy? She's on her knees, lifting your shirt up and kissing the soft skin there. Stretch marks? "Makes you look like a tiger, baby." Her exact words. And then kisses every one. Hip dips? Nonexistent thigh gap? Flat chest and/or booty? Sevika loves it all. You're perfect to her.
→ if you're tech savvy, she'd let you tweak her arm and fix it up. She trusts you enough that she doesn't even have to shadow you while you work. She would be playing cards with the guys while you're working on her arm. And maybe, just maybe, she'll whisper to you which card in her hand to put down since her other arm is at your disposal at the moment.
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wandasfifthwife · 2 months
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only a bit shy
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sevika x fem!reader
tw: 18+ MDNI, no label on relationship, reader is described to have female anatomy and be physically smaller than Sevika, smut, Sevika is sort of a mean!dom, top Sevika, bottom reader
a/n: NOT PROOFREAD. Please overlook any grammar/spelling mistakes, I’ll come back and edit later.
There needs to be a study done on why your confidence sky rocks when you’re out in public. Might it be the music, the crowd, the atmosphere, you don’t know. It’s all fun and games up until you have to reap what you sow.
Sevika blows smoke in your face, taking enjoyment in how your face scrunches from the smell. She knows you hate smoking and you know she doesn’t care.
“Sev,” you wave at the smoke, “do that in another direction.”
“What, it’s never bothered you before.”
“Well usually you aren’t this bitchy about it. This was your fifth time.”
She leans her elbow on the table and points to a couple off in the corner that are very obviously in their own world.
“I think you need half of that.”
You furrow your eyebrows, looking back to her.
“Romance?”
“No. Ignorance.”
You groan at her smug look. It was often she used strangers for entertainment.
“You’ve always been uptight, but you’re like what, 24 now?
“My birthday was last month, Sev, I’m 25.”
She huffs, “even worse.”
You ignored her comment, unintentionally continuing to look back at the couple Sevika pointed out earlier.
“They probably have some sort of exhibition kink if they’re making out like that out in public.”
“You’re doing it again.”
“I’m not shaming them. They’re free to do so,” she says gruffly.
You wish to ignore her by watching the bold couple yet again. Sevika picks up her drink, holding it up to her mouths.
“I have the same freedom to do the same with you,” she says into her glass.
You choke, “what?”
She motions around you. At her movement, people’s eyes shifted away from you two.
“Not one person here could interject. It’d be a free show.”
You grimace, “you’re gross.”
“Okay,” she remarks, “then what doesn’t gross you out?”
You shift in your seat, feeling a bit uncomfortable discussing such a topic in public. To think that people like the couple are so comfortable doing it in public shocks you to your core.
“I don’t know, I’ve never done anything outside of the basics. I don’t know what I would like.”
She goes quiet. The only sound between the two of you being her exhaling smoke. When the couple begins to strip clothing, you look away, cheeks reddening.
“You’re something,” she huffs, “I don’t know how you’ve gotten through a full night. You seem like the type to tuck your tail between your legs the second it starts to get heated.”
You face her completely, “absolutely not.”
“We both know how much of a liar you are.”
“Then do it.”
Your heart jumps at what you’ve told her. You pushed down reality, dismissing the depth of your words to just be plain sass talk. There’s no way it would actually, actually lead to anything.
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You were caved against the wall, barely able to breathe before she was kissing you again. She reached under your thighs and lifted you with an ease that made you ache.
She found your bedroom, laying you down atop of your bed. When she strips her shirt, you break eye contact almost instantly.
“Eyes on me or we stop.”
You bring your eyes back to her, but only having after fidgeting with your necklace. It’s the only thing grounding you as she quite literally strips naked. Her hands come to rest on your knees, practically engulfing them.
“Thought you said you absolutely got past this part with confidence?”
“Maybe if you were better I’d—“ you cut yourself off with a surprised sound when she pulls you onto your back. Your legs dangle off the bed, your core pressed against her waist.
“You liked that didn’t you?”
She holds your thighs, leaning her body over yours to kiss you into the mattress. Your sound gets muffled against her lips, hands wrapping around her shoulders.
She runs a hand down your thigh, her thumb hooking under your pants. You give her a shallow nod and she promptly peels the fabrics off you.
“All I’ve done is kiss you and you’re already wet.”
You want to hide, hands messing with her hair to distract from the shame creeping inside you. She drags a few fingers through your folds before circling your clit. You bit at your bicep in an attempt to drown your moan.
“Don’t,” she brings your arms over your head, holding them with a single hand.
She presses a finger into you and you can’t help the way you shutter, pressing your face into the bedding beside you.
“You’re so fucking tight,” she says right before going ahead and adding another.
“Sev—“ you pant, “wait.”
She angles her fingers up, thumb pressing on your clit. You shut your eyes, back arching to press yourself further onto her fingers.
“Such a slut,” she murmurs.
She doesn’t wait, a third finger pressing its way into you. You struggle against her hand holding you down.
“It’s too much,” you babble, “don’t—“
“You really want me to stop?”
You breath a quick no, taking a few extra second to form a coherent sentence.
“I just want to touch you.”
Your wrists burn, bruises already beginning to appear when she releases them. She removes her fingers from inside you as well. She coos at your whine. Her body almost completely detaches itself from you. You sit up in curiosity and the sight again had you avoiding eye contact.
Sevika sits beside you, grabbing your hips and helping you to startle her thighs. She kisses you, your teeth clashing.
“This okay,” she asks to which you responded with a nod. She lines her strap with your entrance and pulls your hips down until it begins to make you wince.
“Can’t even fit the whole thing. What were your partners before this doing?”
You circle your hips to try to fit it all before she gets a bit impatient and fits the rest with a thrust of her hips. You scratch at her bicep, breath caught in your lungs.
“You can take it, you have before.”
“No,” you whine, “—can’t you just—.”
“If you want to be a pillow princess you shouldn’t have gotten into bed with me.”
She leans back, hands resting on the bedding instead of where you want them to.
“Please, I’ll do anything. I need you so bad.”
“So useless. Have to do everything.”
Your eyes pick with tears from relief or embarrassment or both. She flips you back to your original position and thrust into you roughly. Small moans leave you with every thrust.
“Fucking whore, made for nothing but this.”
The tears build, eventually spilling over. At this point your mind is nothing but her. The way she’s breathing, the way she’s snapping her hips into yours, the way she’s egging you on. It’s too good.
“Oh!—’m close,” you whimper.
The force of her hips pushing into yours, her finger on your clit brings you over the edge with her name on your lips.
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pathetic-sapphic · 8 months
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Attractive things Sevika does
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tags: modern au, sfw but with some suggestive content
Puts her arm around the back of your headrest whenever backing up the car. Also likes to rest her free hand on your thigh while driving.
Whenever you're walking by her and place your hands on her arm, she likes to flex her arm muscles because she knows you love the feeling of her strong biceps underneath your fingers.
Stretches her back while sitting down so you get a perfect view of her abs and happy trail.
Always holds eye contact and has all her focus on you whenever you're rambling about something, letting out deep but quiet hums so you know that she's listening.
Always holds the door open for her girl to pass through first. Also rushes to open the car door for you, her cute passenger princess.
Whenever she feels as if you're paying too much attention to someone other than her, she gently grabs your jaw and turns your attention back to her. Sevika can't help it, she wants all of her babygirl's attention to herself.
Smirks whenever you blush and try to hide your face from her by covering it up with your hands. Gently grabs ahold of them and moves them away while saying ''Come on baby, let me see that cute red face of yours.''
Grunts and moans whenever you're giving her a relaxing massage after a taxing day at work.
Always offers you a bite of her food and gently wipes off any crumbs or cream off of your pretty face (and licks it off of her finger while looking into your eyes seductively ofc).
Wears only boxers to sleep and on occasion a sports bra, but prefers to sleep topless.
Wears a wife pleaser whenever the two of you spend a lazy day at home.
a/n: ill probably do a nsfw version soon if anyone would is interested :) also might do this for other characters too hehe
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abitohoney · 4 months
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Insatiable
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CH1 - I Don’t Bite AO3 link
CH1 || CH2 || CH3 || CH4 || CH5 || CH6 || CH7
Vampire Sevika x female reader
Rating: Explicit, MDNI, NSFW
Story Tags: Vampire Sevika, Soft Sevika, liaison reader, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Grinding, Sexual Tension, Biting, Drinking, Smut, Clothed Sex, Blood, Canon-Typical Violence, Assault, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Minor Character Death, Vampire Silco, vampire Ran, definitely took some creative liberties on vampire lore here, Menstrual Sex, Menstruation Kink, Strap-Ons, Overstimulation
Word Count: 3.3k
Story Summary: As the new liaison between Piltover and the Undercity, you've been guided by the enigmatic escort Ran to meet with their boss- and fearsome criminal kingpin- Silco, as well as his alluring right-hand woman Sevika. You're well aware that plenty of shady things take place in the depths below, but there's something particularly mysterious about these three that you can't quite put your finger on.
AN: This is already in process over on AO3.
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The ride down the lift that carried passengers between the starlit skies of Piltover and the dark bowels of the Undercity was no different that night than any other. Ran, your escort, stood in silence just behind you, uncomfortably close despite there being more than enough room to leave you breathing space. Their ebony lips curled into a small smirk when you peered at them from over your shoulder. You offered a shy smile in return before returning your attention to the iron bars of the gate in front of you.
The clear lights from the lampposts above slowly faded the deeper you traveled, replaced by the sparse neon lights barely visible through the thick smog rising from the sump level in the depths below. It pained you to know there were people forced to live in such conditions, but that was part of your job, the reason you traveled to the Undercity once every week.
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You had been hired as a liaison to work between the Piltover council and the Undercity’s industrialist Silco. It was your responsibility to oversee negotiations between the two, a bit of a messenger and peacekeeper for lack of a better term. You were a neutral party, working to find terms that would favor, or at least be most agreeable, to both sides.
Your first meeting with Silco and his right-hand woman Sevika had been admittedly both terrifying and unnerving. Though you were privy to many rumors, and excessively debriefed by your employer, it did little to prepare you for seeing them in person.
Silco, criminal kingpin, driven to convert the Undercity into the independent nation of Zaun, was a thin, pale, heavily scarred man that simply exuded power and control. Mismatched eyes; one, sitting among the scarred side of his face- a contrasting fire among a black abyss, the other, arguably just as terrifying in its seeming ability to see your soul- a beautiful shade of blue. Lips thin, pulled into a serious taut line. Dark slicked back hair with trails of silver flowed like an extension of the scar on the left side of his face. Suit tailored as if straight from one of Piltover's finest, a regal mix of dark red, black and gold trimmings and accents. His voice was cool, calm, but with a clipped edge that left no room for arguing. He spoke almost poetically, with metaphors and eloquent rhetoric, clearly far more educated than a majority of his Undercity peers. Though he spoke softly to you, his tone almost sensual in nature, you suspected that could take a frightening turn if he were cross.
Sevika, Silco’s second in command, was equally a sight to behold. Tall, muscular, dark, and brooding. She too donned scars, but considerably smaller, vein-like and glowing a lovely blueish-purple against her rich brown skin. They ran along her left check, traveling down her neck, under her leather choker, then disappeared beneath the collar of her leather top. Her eyes, a rare and lovely shade of gray, glowed eerily red and purple at times. She too had dark hair, cut in a short angled bob, half pulled into a tie at the back of her head. But her most notable and unnerving feature was her left arm; a mechanical, electrical, and hydraulic amalgamation- including gears, tubes, and enough joints and movable components to make it a fully functional extension of her body. She typically kept it hidden between her maroon cape, but you had more than once gotten a glimpse when she lifted that arm or shifted such that her cape fell aside. Sevika's voice was unique too. Deep, a bit raspy, and noticeably sultry. At least it seemed that way when she spoke directly to you. She, however, was more straight to the point with her words. She didn't use fancy language or long-winded stories to convey her thoughts. She said exactly what she was thinking and nothing more. And similar to her employer, she too had a tone you suspected could strike fear into anyone who pushed her buttons.
Even your escort, Ran, another of Siclo’s lackeys, was wrapped in mystery and danger. Though they spoke very little, it only served to drive that fear and unease deeper. Their appearance, though slightly less unnerving than Silco or Sevika, still left the impression they were not someone you’d want to trifle with. Their short, black, choppy hair hung diagonally across their face, obscuring their left eye. Dark black makeup painted their lips and surrounded their eyes, a stark contrast to their pale complexion. A leather harness wrapped around their seemingly out of place crisp white shirt, twin blades resting in the sheaths at their back. Similar to Sevika, Ran’s right hand appeared to be a prosthetic, or included some sort of dark metal covering.
Admittedly, the three of them intrigued you despite the fear they instilled. However, Sevika was the one to have piqued your interest the most.
The meetings, held weekly and late in the evening at Silco's office above his establishment- a bar or club of sorts- always started with just you and Sevika, typically for an hour or two before Silco would finally appear. At first you thought it simply was that he was just a busy man, running late and nothing more. However, after several failed attempts to initiate the discussions you were sent to hold on behalf of the Piltover council with Sevika, you started to suspect she was intentionally calling you in early. For something entirely different.
Each visit Sevika would sit on the large settee beside you, arms spread across the back and legs spread wide, a cigarillo or glass of liquor in her prosthetic hand. Her human hand always rested near your neck, fingers occasionally brushing along the sensitive flesh, subtle enough to be considered unintentional, but it sent chills down your spine each time.
Some nights she would listen to you talk about anything and everything you could come up with. Some nights the two of you would sit in comfortable silence. On rare occasions, she would grace you with little tidbits of her own life, to which you hung on every single word spoken in that enticingly deep voice of hers, your eyes glued to her full lips.
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You were pulled from your thoughts at the sudden jolt of the lift coming to a stop. Your body lurched forward, not prepared for the abrupt halt.
Ran’s metal hand reached out, finding purchase on your shoulder and preventing you from falling face first into the iron bars.
You gasped softly, quickly grasping one of the bars and righting yourself. “Sorry,” you murmured awkwardly to Ran who then stood beside you. “And thank you.”
Their dark lips pulled into a crooked grin. One that had you wondering if they were amused by your slip. They said nothing though, removing their hand, but not without first dragging the very tip of a metal finger along the side of your neck.
The touch sent chills down your spine. It was so subtle, so casual, you weren’t sure if it was intentional. But you weren’t about to ask.
Ran stepped past you, flashing one last smile to your stunned expression.
You followed, feeling suddenly more apprehensive about the night’s meeting than usual.
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You sat on the dark burgundy settee in the dimly lit room of Silco’s office, trying to keep your cool as you waited for his arrival, which over the past few visits had been suspiciously later and later.
Sevika, seated beside you, absentmindedly ran the fingers of her human hand through the hair just above your neck. Twirling the strands, her fingertips brushed along the stretch of sensitive skin below.
It took every ounce of willpower not to simply purr, or let your head roll forward, close your eyes, and just relish in the sensations. You were only brought out of your daze when you heard her husky voice beside you.
"You're a lot prettier than our last liaison."
Turning your head, you peered up at her curiously. Had you heard her right?
Gray eyes, almost glowing in the faint light of the desk lamp several feet away, were trained on your exposed neck. Her dark taupe lips pulled up at one corner of her mouth.
You could feel the heat begin to spread across your cheeks. "Are you- are you trying to court me?" you asked incredulously, your voice barely above a whisper.
"Court?” She chuckled– a deep, sensual little laugh, eyes drifting to yours. “You mean, am I trying to seduce you?"
When you only offered her a shy little smile, she continued in a playful tone, "That depends. Is it working?"
"Yes," you admitted, heat flooding your cheeks and ears when you realized what you just confessed. Before you could attempt to cover it up, she spoke again.
"Then why don't you be a good girl for me and lie down so I can do this properly."
That was not what you’d expected. Not at all. You expected her to be surprised, or put off. She couldn’t possibly have been serious. But she was.
Your chest tightened, the implications of the situation quickly setting in. Any ounce of confidence you had remaining was gone in an instant. And you suddenly felt terribly unprepared for whatever was about to take place.
Sevika must have taken notice, as she tried to coax you on.
"C'mon, sweetheart. I don't bite," she purred, then raised a single brow. “Unless you want me to.”
The sinful curl of her lips revealed pearly white teeth, including a pair of eerily pronounced canines. Thick fingers made a long sensual drag along your neck as her hand left the back of the seat. The cushions rose as the weight of her lifted when she stood to leave you the room necessary to lie back on the large settee.
“What if Silco comes in?” you asked, eyes darting between the door and Sevika’s far too tempting smile.
“He won’t be here for a while,” she assured you.
Again, you were left to wonder if that was intentional. If Sevika had planned these early arrivals to have alone time with you. To do whatever it was she had planned to do right then and there.
Despite your trepidation, you finally complied, pulling your feet up onto the settee and turning to lie across it. As you let your head fall back to rest against the arm, Sevika bent down, looming over you while she grabbed a pillow from behind your arm and placed it in the gap beneath the incline of your upper back and neck.
"Thank you." Your words were so quiet you were uncertain she could even hear you. Your eyes tracked her movement, but you focused on her prosthetic hand, finding it too difficult to look into her eyes.
Her human hand tapped the valley between your thighs, just above your knees.
You lifted your gaze to hers in question.
"Make some room for me, sweetheart." It was a command, but spoken with a hidden promise behind it.
Heart hammering in your chest, your eyes remained on hers as you spread your legs just wide enough for her to place one of her own knees between yours. The other knee came to rest on the opposite side of yours so that she was straddling your leg. Even in her kneeling position she towered over you, blocking what little light the tiny desk lamp could offer.
Your eyes fell to the point where her knee was touching yours, hovering there for a moment before traveling up the length of one of her thick thighs and across the muscular planes of that teasing strip of exposed abs. They continued up over the rise and fall off her soft chest, then the leather choker surrounding her neck. Over those thick, dark, smirking lips, and her pronounced nose, before your gaze finally landed on her gray eyes. Even without the light of the lamp, those eyes somehow seemed to glow in an eerie mix of red and purple.
"You aren't scared are you?" she asked, observing your fraught expression and tense posture.
"No," you whispered with a small shake of your head. "Just- just nervous," you admitted.
Her brows raised as she spoke, "Nervous?"
Averting your attention to the leather bracelet around her wrist you replied shyly, "I- I just don't want to disappoint you."
It wasn’t a complete lie. This was a powerful woman who clearly was experienced, likely much more so than you. And you desperately wished to please her. Though not for the reasons or in the ways you should as liaison. But another part of you also worried if this was right. To allow her to have you like this. This certainly wasn’t part of your job description. Not to mention this could certainly appear as if Sevika was trying to win some sort of favor or advantage in what was supposed to be an even, fair deal between Piltover and the Undercity.
And yet, your body seemed to speak louder than any voice of reason. And your body wanted nothing more than to give Sevika whatever she wanted.
Your gaze slowly drifted back to her seductive grin and glinting eyes.
She placed the palms of her hands on the arm of the settee on either side of your head, her cape further shrouding you in darkness. She bent down to bring her face closer to yours, noses nearly touching. "I'm certain you won't," she purred, her warm breath fanning across your face as you took a deep breath.
You were drowning in her scent; a heady mix of fine liquor, cigarillos, and smoke. Your lips parted and breath hitched as you watched her descend further, mouth inching towards yours. Her head tilted just enough to allow space for her nose to fit beside your own. Heat flooded your body and you closed your eyes. You felt her lips pause a hair's breadth away from yours. The room was utterly silent save for the breaths you two exchanged through parted lips. The heat that had invaded your body was instantly replaced with an ache that concentrated in the apex of your thighs and spread down through your legs. A breathless moan escaped the small gap of your open mouth when you felt the tip of her tongue snake teasingly along your bottom lip. Her name fell from your mouth in a breathless whisper. Suddenly, it felt as though the room had begun to spin.
When her soft lips finally connected with yours in a passionate kiss it nearly took your breath away. Moaning against her mouth, your hands instinctively grabbed the collar of her top, trying to pull her closer while you pressed your mouth to hers fervently. Her nose rubbed along the side of your own, brushing along your cheek when she adjusted the tilt of her head to deepen the kiss.
Her metal hand slid down to rest against the seat to support her body as her human hand slipped under the front of your shirt. It left a trail of heat as she slid it up along your abdomen to cup a breast through the thin material of your bra. Her tongue delved into your mouth, tip gliding hungrily along the backs of your teeth.
When her tongue receded, you attempted to replicate her movements, your tongue dipping into her mouth and brushing along her teeth. The sudden gentle press of a sharp canine into your tongue had you gasping against her mouth.
Her throaty chuckle elicited another deep moan. She released your tongue, only to lick along it with her own.
Releasing your grip on her collar, your hands slipped up and around her neck, burying your fingers in her silky hair.
Sevika moved her mouth to your chin, kissing a line along your jaw. She pressed her knee against the apex of your thighs.
A wave of pleasure rolled through your body. You tilted your head back against the pillows, softly moaning her name.
Her lips pressed against the taut, exposed flesh of your throat. Burying her nose into your neck, she inhaled deeply. A low groan pulled from her chest as she kissed, sucked, and nipped her way to your pulse point. When your fingers pulled at her hair, forcing her mouth closer, she released something akin to a growl.
Your mind was in too much of a daze to determine if that sound was a threat or a result of her pleasure. Either way, it only urged you to pull her even closer.
A pair of surprisingly sharp teeth grazed along that delicate point in your neck, threatening to sink in deep and break the flesh. The fingers that were gently groping your breast moments ago pressed harder into the softness, nails leaving little crescent moons in their wake.
“Sevika,” you moaned wantonly as you ground against her knee.
Her breath was hot and heavy against your skin, as if she was getting off to just the taste and smell of your skin.
Or what was beneath it.
And then, without warning, she was gone. With nothing more than a startling, loud growl of frustration.
You blinked several times, still lost in the haze of arousal. Your hands rested at your sides, fingers twitching at the loss of Sevika’s silky hair between them. As your vision came into focus, you found Sevika standing beside the opposite end of the couch, her back to you. Her body was almost heaving, breaths ragged and shaking her body.
“You need to leave,” she growled quietly without facing you.
“What?” you asked, slowly sitting up.
“I said you need to leave!” she growled, much louder this time as she glared at you from over her shoulder. Her normally gray eyes flashed a bright purple, but her mouth was obscured by her cape.
You wanted to ask why. What you had done wrong. What about the reason you came there in the first place. You hadn’t even had the chance to speak to Silco yet. But her anger, her tone, her glare- it all left no room for questions. So you quickly gathered your bearings, or what little you could, and made your way to the door. With your hand on the knob, you paused. Swallowing hard, you turned one last time towards Sevika.
She still refused to look at you. Even with her cape covering most of her body, you could see- even feel - the tension.
What the hell happened?
With a resigned sigh, you opened the door and stepped out, closing it softly behind you.
Ran stood leaning against the railing not more than a few feet down the hallway. They glanced up at you, their exposed brow raising in surprise.
“I- I guess we need to reschedule,” you explained quietly. You silently prayed Ran wouldn’t ask why. You had no idea what you’d say. You certainly couldn’t tell them that you and Sevika were doing something so unprofessional in Silco’s office.
Why had you even let that happen?
You knew why. Sevika was incredibly attractive. Everything about her exuded power and charisma. But she also seemed to have this oddly soft side beneath that hard exterior. Both sides of her drew you in.
Thankfully, Ran said nothing. Not a word. It was one time you were actually quite grateful for their typical silence.
The walk to the lift and subsequent ride up to Piltover would have been more awkward than usual had your mind not been swimming with questions, worries, and concerns. You just couldn’t figure out what had gone wrong. Had Sevika regretted her advances?
As Ran opened the lift gate and watched you step out, you promised yourself you would apologize to Sevika for what had happened next time you met with her.
Assuming there would be a next time.
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I can't get over of a Sevika crushing over someone all hungry heart eyes but everyone thinks she's angrily staring at s/o /reader
Omg yes. Those eyes would be burning into you. Have some leftover crush hcs
Her hands always find their place on you. Pulling your hair to get your attention, needlessly adjusting your armor, and making sure her fingers brush against yours whenever she steals your drink from you. She’ll stand too close, somehow ends up crowding you into a corner so she can lean a forearm on the wall above you. It’s definitely some kind of peacocking that shows off her height and muscles.
Her smell is intoxicating. It entrapts you completely until all of your senses are filled with her. The arm currently above your head leaves a space if you wanted to get away, as if anything other than her would cross your mind.
“You get this close to all your employees for a debriefing?”
“I’m just stretching. Rough workout this morning. You’d know, if you bothered to join me.” A quick jab was uttered under her breath that your ‘noodle arms would probably snap’ trying to keep up with her.
“And here I thought you were trying to impress me.” Not like she needed to try. A tall buff woman just needed to exist to capture your attention.
Sevika doesn’t have a stellar understanding of how to properly convey her emotions, nor does she know how to name what she feels. If you’re of the more stoic variety, I feel like she would be slightly more playful to compensate. Especially if she knows you find her attractive. I envision Sevika coming off very charming, already has you swooning before she even makes her way over to you, but then when she opens her mouth the most vulgar, crude pickup line comes out and the charm is ruined forever. She spends so much time at the brothel it seeps into her flirting. I can definitely see her slipping and asking how much someone is.
Sevika being a bully to her crush. Adores the hell out of them, but has a reputation to maintain. Maybe it’s even young revolutionary Sevika, and while I imagine her younger self was a total flirt, she would be too focused on making her way up the ranks to chase anyone. I think it’d be really endearing if she flirted with those she wasn’t serious about and was just looking for a stress-reliever/ fling, but is an ass to the girl she’s actually head-over-heels for. Perfect breeding ground for angst and miscommunication.
The new recruit is in the break room.
Everyone knows Sevika’s schedule when it comes to the public facilities. When she trains, when she showers, and when she likes her quiet time in the break room for lunch.
To make matters worse, you’re in her favorite chair too. The one with all of its legs, has a chipped corner, and was placed against the wall in a clear message of don’t fucking touch.
The smell of Jericho’s assaults Sevika’s nose and would be a great indicator of your meal if she were blind and couldn’t spot the residue smeared across your cheeks. A dangerous scowl in place, she approaches you and stops close enough that she knows you feel her looming presence over you.
You, the idiot that you are, don’t even glance up and continue with your meal like you weren’t about to meet death herself.
“Out of my seat, Rookie.”
Sevika’s expression tightens as her words hang in the air for a good few moments. You take your time savoring your food, your eyes catching hers briefly before flitting around the rest of the room like it wasn’t just the two of you.
“Excuse me?” Polite words were choked out in incredulity. Some part of Sevika latched onto the weakness and itched to torment, her younger days of preying on the meek and helpless fondly resurfacing. But she had mostly grown out of her hot-headed youth in favor of chasing bigger dreams.
“You’re excused. Out.”
“I meant-“ A notch formed between your brows. “I was here first!”
The fierce glare you fixed her with almost made Sevika slip up and crack a smile. A ballsy little thing, yelling at your boss in your first week.
Her retaliation doubled as a lesson and a bit of fun for herself, leaving you dumped on the floor with an effortless lift of the chair.
Also love the thought of her annoying her crush instead of the other way around
“Get out of my seat.”
Sevika couldn’t have hid her smirk if she tried. Heat was practically radiating off of the rookie, her anger so palpable that Sev didn’t need to look to know steam was pouring out of that pretty little head of hers.
“Don’t see your name on it.” Sevika fingers the page of her report leisurely before turning it, even though she could barely focus in the anticipation of waiting for those soft footsteps.
“You have. Your own.” Understandably, there was some pent up aggression in the rookie especially when it came to their claim of certain facets of the bar.
As with the usual initiation new employees of Silco go through, the existing goons made it tradition to fuck with them for their own amusement. A certain number of chairs were taken out to ensure there wasn’t enough for the rookie who was told the meeting was farther back than it was. There was always a shortage of something that week, designed to make the new ‘kid’ adapt a routine and get there far too early for the next week, when everything was replaced and it was like nothing had happened.
A little lingering trauma. A lot of fun memories for the crew. Team building.
She would understand one day, when another member joined.
Still. Even if it was over, Sevika couldn’t help herself. The fear in the rookie’s eyes during the first few days under Sev’s watch melted beautifully into vexed irritation. The first contender to ever dare to look at her that way.
“I think I like this one more.”
“Move.” The authoritative, stern tone she attempts comes out whiney. Her nose scrunches. Oh, Sev thinks she loves her.
“Make me, brat.” The silence that follows is more than a little disappointing. If Sev were a lovesick teen again, perhaps she wouldn’t be able to stop the worried glance upwards that reveals the falter in her control.
A beat. Two.
Then the report is knocked out of her hands and onto the table. Mouthiness, Sevika could take. But the disrespect would have to be corrected-
Every thought empties out of Sevika’s head at the warm body pressed against hers, her arm instinctively going to steady the added weight in her lap.
Both of them are frozen. Sevika, in fear that if she breathes, the lovely addition on her thigh would disappear. Rookie, stunned by the strong arm around her waist fitting so snug, like it was meant for holding her.
More silence. Then,
“You’re surprisingly comfortable to sit on.”
“I’ve gotten that review before.”
Sevika mourns the fact that she misses Rook’s reaction, because even though she’s seen it more than enough times to create a clear picture, the sight never fails to be the one damn thing in the Undercity to put a smile on her face. Pouting, downturned lips at the tease, nostrils flaring in an attempt to breathe through the rising annoyance, and the fluttering of eyes shut as she’d bite back a retort too sharp to say to her boss.
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I just found this, is old fics about sev that are exquisite , I recommend every one of the list 💋💋 search them thank me later ( IN A03!!)
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