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The night was at her usual pace, five dollar tip per drink along with a snarky comment from men who couldn’t understand what bathing was. Like any other night, she was there. She sat at the bar, silent and brooding. She would often walk down from her boss’s office and beeline to the bar. Her eyes would track you as you worked each night that year, and you knew. The two of you have been playing a cat and house game for a while now. It first started with the two of you stealing glances, eventually the occasional flirtatious small talk was like a regular routine.

Tonight was no different. The moment she came down from Silco’s office, she smiled and winked at you as you were busy serving customers. You leaned on the counter, reaching for a patron’s drink, you purposefully would arch your back, your shorts hitched up your thigh catching her glace, and others.

“Yeah baby!” A patron whistled next to you. He sat there most nights with his friends, he looked and smelt like an average miner. Rolling your eyes, you plastered a smile turning to him.

“Start paying your tabs and give me some tips, and you’ll get a show.” You said, leaning back on the bar. His friends around him A smirk smeared on your lips, this specific asshole has been on your nerves.

If I could piss him off enough, he’ll be kicked out for sure, just play nice. You thought as you turned back to the bar, filling up your tray with drinks for other tables. You walk from the bar, swaying your hips, knowing that both the drunkard and Sevika would be watching.

“Fucking cunt…” He mumbled. Sevika turned to him and snarled as she took a sip from her drink. Only moments later you return back to the barkeep, ready to pass more drinks and food when a cackle comes from next to her.

“I’m tired of this shit missy,” The man said to her, “Just let me in…” You scoffed, ignoring him, which only upset him more.

“Bro, back off, you do too much, watching is always more fun.” His buddy spoke up, holding his friend's shoulder.

“Hey Y/N, take your 30’ after these.” The bartender passed you a couple more drinks and a bowl of cheesy fries. You walked the items to the table closest to the door, you felt a presence behind you as you served the customers.

“Sir,” You started as you turned around, expecting the drunkard.

“I know I’m big, but I’m no sir.” Sevika said, you glanced back over to the bar, the drunkard form earily that evening was laying flat on the bar, as his buddies scattered.

“I want to assume he passed out from his drink and not because of the pretty woman in front of me?” You purred, looking her up and down. She growled and grabbed your wrist leading you up the bar’s stairs, near Silco’s office.

“I don’t think I’m supposed to be up here, Sevika.” you mumbled to her, bringing you two closer as you looked around the floor.

“As of right now, you’re on break, right?” You nodded as you stood on the ledge looking down at the bar scene below.

“It’s more quiet up here.” You mumbled, Sevika stepped closer to you.

“I’ll be honest with you hon, I’m fucking tired of this back and forth.” She started as her metal finger glided up your throat, pushing your chin up to hers. “I’m taking you to my personal quarters.”

“You live here?” You asked as she brought you to the end of the upstairs hallway, unlocking the door.

“No, but it serves its purpose when I need it, and I need you.” She said as she gently slammed your body against the door, closing it shut.

“Hmmm, rough is it?” You teased pushing her from you, towards her couch. “I can work with that.”

“You only have 25 minutes left and I’m going to make that shit count.” Sevika, without hesiation dropped onto her couch and pulled you onto her lap. She unzipped your shorts and pulled them down to your thighs. Her middle and ring finger gently slid up your panty. A shiver spread through your body as you gripped her shoulders for balance.

“Fuck…” You reached to pull down the thin cloth that was kept as a barrier between Sevika and your pleasure, but she stopped you.

“I need this, let me.” She said, guiding your hand back to her shoulder, you gripped it as she moved your underwear to the side.

“Hmm, wet already?” She said as her ring finger slipped up, reaching your clit. Sevika applied pressure while she pushed you closer to her. Your lip gently grazed hers as your breath hitched as her finger circled your clit.

“You must have been wet all night…” She said to you as she kissed just behind your ear. “Couldit have been when you are parading yourself around the bar looking like a slut?” As her fingers moved, her other hand searched your body, caressing your back and fondling your breasts. Your body felt like it was one fire, her cooling touch of her metal arm on your back helped you to stablizise yourself. Sevika’s other hand circled your clit, adding more and more pressure.

“I’ve been wanting this for so long, it hurts to have to keep our time short baby.” She said as she kept her pace and pressure. You started to feel your lower stomach tighten as you curled your body into hers. Your moans became uncontrollable, quiet enough to not get caught, but loud enough for Sevika to understand that you enjoyed her touch.

“Fucking feel it hon…” she groaned out as your grip tighten on her shoulder.

“Sev…” you muttered out to her, her pace and pressure not letting up. Apart from your moans, the sound of your slick precum that dripped down your leg filled the gaps. Sevika moved your head that leaned against her shoulder so you faced her as you struggled to keep composure.

“Close?” Your moans were enough as a responce. Her pressure lightened as she moved her fingers away from your cunt. A dull buzz drove through you as Sevika removed her hand and pulled your pantys back up.

“Sev, it hurts…” You groaned as you pressed your forhread against hers, out of breath. The pleasure that once gripped against you waved through your body, leaving you feeling cold.

“You know how it feels now huh, how I’ve been feeling every night down there.” You chuckled, smirking.

“Fuck you…”

“Please do try, I would love to see that.” Sevika smirked at you and looked at the clock adjacent to the couch. “Your break is over, I’ll see you back up here after your shift, don’t disappoint me.”

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Five hours have never felt so long as the rest of your shift passed painfully slow. Each movement you made, each turn you took had your throbbing cunt wanting more, needing more. Your tight shorts pressed against your crotch, pleasuring you with each step.

You knew Sevika was still upstairs in her quarters; the idea of her waiting for you sparked your imagination.
The vision of her sitting on her chair, waiting, touching herself made you hot and beyond bothered. You imagined her moans as she slipped her fingers through her folds. The arch of her back as she got close to climax. The way her muscles tensed with each movement, each pump.

You wondered what she tasted like, her scent.

After your 30 minute break and the inability to cum, your customer service smile and demeanor slipped.

“Hey baby, one more round for us!” The corner table bellowed across the bustling bar.

“Yeah! And I said to give me a fucking minute!” You hollered back to them, changing the energy you gave them throughout that whole evening. Your hunger for tips changed since your heated encounter only moments before.

“Y/N, I saw Sev take you upstairs? Are you okay? Do we need to talk to Silco?” The bartender, Thierman, lowered his voice.

“I’m fucking fine, Chuck.” You said flatly as you stacked orders onto your tray. Each step you took rubbed on your aching cunt more and more. When Sevika dismissed you from her office, she kept your soaked underwear as “reassurance” that you wouldn’t leave. But after her denying pleasure from you, you were never going to leave. You needed release, you needed Sevika.

Each turn you made, your shorts shifted, rubbing against your soaking wet clit. The tight shorts mimicked Sevika’s fingers as they rubbed against you the whole night. Your thoughts would often slip from your work to the fantasy of Sevika holding your panties smelling them as she touched herself, like how she touched you. How she could stuff them in your mouth as she plunged her fingers deep inside you. How you knew she could make you cum hard and whenever she wanted to.

Your thoughts not only distracted you from working, but also hardened your clit more, creating a wet mess in your leather shorts. The more you worked, the more you moved, the more your shorts rubbed on your aching cunt. You couldn't escape your shift, not even for a bathroom break to “relieve” yourself. The orders kept coming, along with the bothersome small talk that earned you extra cash. You ran back and forth from the bar to tables, your shorts rubbing harder and harder, maintaining the same pressure the whole night. You were a breathless mess, but you still tried to hide it from Chuck and the patrons. No one here needed to know what just conspired during your break, let alone what you weren’t wearing. With each conversation with the patrons or Chuck, you stifled your moans as pleasure slowly overtook your body. The adrenaline-like feeling rushed through your veins with each step you took, and you forced yourself to maintain a small smile. If you didn’t, you would be a moaning mess writhing on the dirty bar floor, begging for Sevika for finish the job. Your cunt ached for more, and your shorts satisfied the need for Sevika’s fingers.

Somehow, you kept working for the rest of your shift. In a haze of pleasure, you saw Jenna, your replacement, waltz through the front door.

“It’s been great, Chuck!” You said as you dropped your tray and practically ran up the stairs to Sevika’s quarters. The faster you walked, the more friction you experienced. You couldn’t hold it in anymore; the pleasure overtook your body as you reached Sevika’s door. You leaned against the door and took one last step, which pushed your body over its edge.

Knock, knock!

“HMM!” You covered your mouth with your free hand, and the other kept its place on the door. Your legs lost their feeling as you slipped down to your knees. A rush of hot and cold swept over your body as you allowed yourself the needed release. You tried to push yourself up to the door.

If Sev saw me now, she’d either be disgusted or turned on. You thought to yourself. Your shorts rubbed against your clit one last time, breaking you and allowing you to reach your climax.

“Ah! Hmph!” You covered your mouth with both hands, turning yourself onto your back, flat on the floor. You allowed the sweet release to spread through your body. You heard the door squeak open.

“Oh, my god…” Sevika said breathlessly as she looked down at you on the floor, your cum slipping from the hem of your shorts. She grabbed your arm and dragged you inside with one thought on her mind: fucking you till you passed out.

"Did you just?" She asked quietly as you shivered on the floor, she leaned you against her door once more. "Did you cum Y/N?"

"I swear it just, my shorts, and then..." You started to mumble incoherently.

"I was going to finish the job, but it looks like it was done for me..." She chuckled, a smirk spreading across her lips. "But that doesn't mean I'm done with you yet..."

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The sun hung low as you continued to patrol the streets of the undercity. You felt as if someone was watching for a few blocks now. You were suspecting it might have been another Enforcer, as you understood that you were under scrutiny for accepting hush money a few weeks ago. It wasn’t a horrid situation, just the wrong place at the wrong time. The Enforcer's paycheck wasn’t enough to cover the emotional toll the job took on you, so it felt justified.

You casually turned around to catch whomever was following you, but no one was to be seen. The streets were too barren tonight, which irked you.

You turn a corner, hoping to drop the tail and get away from danger. You soon realized that you were close to her place.

“Fuck it…” You mumbled to yourself as you marched to her place and knocked on the front door. There was no answer, but you heard the floorboards creaking, then stopping right at the door.

“Sev, can you just open the fucking door?” You heard a quiet grumble from the other side of the door. She opened the door, only halfway.

“The fuck do you want now? I thought we had a good agreement, every other weekend.” She stated, cigarette smoke huffing from her lips with each syllable.

“I need shelter for a sec, just-” You said under your breath as you wiggled your way through the door and inside her apartment. “-let me in.” She moved a bit, and since she didn't have her prosthetic arm, you had enough space to pass her and fully enter her apartment.

Despite the outward appearance, her apartment was beautifully decorated and an operating room worthy of cleanliness. You sat yourself down on her couch with a sigh, and she watched you in displeasure.

“Now that you're all comfortable, wanna tell me why you’re here, and in uniform?” Sevika crossed her arms as she towered over you.

“Hear me out,” You started.

“I’m not interested in romance right now,” she interrupted, holding her hand up.

“Whoa! No! I would be fired if I got romantically involved with a wanted criminal.” You chuckled to yourself. Sevika stepped closer.

“Oh, but letting a wanted criminal fuck your brains out is okay?” Her voice and demeanor changed, shifting the energy of the room. Your lips spread, about to say a snarky remark back when there was a
Knock at your door.

“Y/N, I know you’re in there!” A woman’s voice bellowed from outside. “I just want to talk!”

FUCK! You thought. You recognized that voice, none other than the Sheriff of Plover. You bolted to the door, but Sevika caught your arm, causing your jacket to slip off.

“What the hell do you think you're doing?” She whispered to you, ruffling your collar in her fist as she pulled you even closer.

“Open up or I’m busting through!” Sevika growled and shoved you aside, making your rugged look more messy.

“Who is it?” She said begrudgingly.

“Open up, I'm only looking for Y/N,” Grayson said from the other side.

“I don’t know what shit you did, but I’m washing my hands of it,” Sevika said as she opened the door wide, hiding behind it. Grayson stepped into Sevika’s apartment.

“Having a fun time?” Grayson looked over you, her heavy boots thumped on the pristine tile, she paused, and tilted her head. “Hello, Sevika,” Sevika slammed the door shut and bolted to Grayson.

“You said only Y/N, not me,” Grayson smirked, looking me up and down, then to Sevika.

“How long have you two been fucking?” She said, walking into the apartment, and sitting on the couch. You sighed and walked to your boss.

“A while now, ma’am.” She hummed in response, checked her watch, and reclined.

“As of one minute ago, I’m off the clock.” She eyed Sevika and spread her legs a bit, Sev chuckled. She looked over her, her interest peaking.

“Oh, I knew it, you wanna fuck this brat,” Sevika said, crossing her arms, smirking. You turned to Sevika, wide-eyed.

“It looks like I was interrupting something between you two,” she pointed to your scuffled uniform and taught hair. “But no, I have no interest in fucking my employees. You, on the other hand, Miss. Sevika, I would be interested in seeing you on your knees.”

“Holy shit…” You murmured under your breath as Sevika stepped closer to Grayson. You looked at the two women, your heart raced as blush met your cheeks. You weren’t blind; you saw how attractive your boss was, and what Sevika looks like when she’s hot and bothered. “What is happening right now…”

“Wanna fucking try?” Sevika smirked. Grayson looked her up and down.

“You look like the type of woman who straps?” She nodded and cocked her head towards you, calling you over. You walked cautiously towards the two; your boss, Grayson, slid her ring finger up the back of your leg.

“Sit,” She ordered. You obeyed. Grayson stood up and faced Sevika, and clutched her chin, pulling her in. “Strip.”

For once, Sevika listened. Her face was flushed as she took off her shirt, revealing her scarred and toned torso.

“Sev!” You whispered under your breath.

“Calm your tits, babes.” Sevika pulled your chin up to hers, “It’ll be fun, so relax.”

She reached down and unbuttoned your shirt, then your pants. She got on her knees and spread your apart. She started to kiss your inner thighs, closer and closer to your panties. Your body shivered with uncertain excitement as you heard Grayson’s boots coming closer and closer.

“Hold her head in place, Sevika, touch yourself for me.”

You pulled Sevika into your crotch, and she started to lick your underwear, spreading you open. Without hesitation, she reached into her own underwear, as she reached for yours with her tongue. She moaned over your covered cunt as she slipped her finger into herself.

Biting your lip, you look to Grayson, who wore the same strap that fucked you only last week. You looked down to Sevika, who was busy with herself, to notice Grayson behind her. You chuckled as you slipped off your underwear, allowing Sevika to cradle her head between your legs. You looked up to Grayson, who dragged her finger down her spine.

“Ah…” She moaned, allowing you to see a new side of her, one that you were planning on seeing more of after that evening. Sevika moved her hips up, and Grayson removed her panties. She brushed her finger from Sevika’s clit to her hole. She slipped her middle and ring finger inside of Sevika, making her hand grab onto your thigh. Grayson got onto her knees and removed her fingers, using Sevika’s pre, she rubbed her hand on the strap.

“Take note Y/N,” She pushed her hips into Sevika.

“Ah fuck!” She moans into your cunt, her tongue rubbed on your clit, her breath and her moans made sparks spread through your body. You glazed up from the perfect view of Sevika's tongue on your cunt, to Grayson. Who clutched Sevika’s hips, grunting with each thrust.

“Hell,” Grayson grabbed Sevika’s hair with one hand, and the other held onto her hip. Sevika’s head was thrown back. This scene was enough to make you cum, but not before Sevika. Her hand quivered as she inserted her middle finger into you while her thumb circled your clit. You moaned as you watched your own boss fuck the muscular woman in front of you. Her body moved with each thrust, her moans choking from her lips.

Your own hips throbbed to Sevika’s touch, becoming more and more rough as the minutes went by, letting you know that Sevika was close.

“Ah shit! Gray- I!” Sevika moaned.

“Fucking come for me, hon,” She said, keeping her pace, letting Sevika’s hair slip through her fingers. Sevika leaned her head against your thigh, and you cradled her head as you saw Sevika’s eyes widen in pleasure as she came on Grayson’s strap. Grayson soon pulled out one she caught her breath, while Sevika lay her torso on your lap, her cum dripping onto the floor beneath her.

“Y/N, keep your midnight rendezvous better hidden.” She said as she got dressed and promptly left Sevika’s apartment.

“Hey, come here.” You said softly as she melted into your touch.

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“Hey, baby,” Sevika said to Miguel, who leaned at the brothel’s doorway. “Is Y/N around?” “Give her 10 more minutes, she’s doing crowd work right now, you have an appointment?” His voice was smooth and swung low with each syllable. Sevika looked around her, back at the young man.

“I want a private session. Make the appointment.”

“Always so pushy…” He said to her, smiling. Miguel turned his corner to the Madam's office as Sevika stood outside with her arms crossed. She looked around her, hoping not to catch the eye of her coworkers. She understood the weight she carried for Silco; she didn’t want to be known as a sleaze for destressing here though. She wanted nothing more than to bruise Silco’s growing reputation.

“Room 18B, make yourself comfortable,” Miguel called out to her. Sevika pulled up her mask and made her way inside the brothel, past the busy floor where tits bounced and money flew. She eyed the room, wondering where Y/N could be. Who she was with, what she was doing with them. A burning anger and desire sparked in her chest and trickled down to her crotch.

She paused before entering section B, the private showrooms, to look around her. She saw young women palming the crotches of Piltover’s men, young men twirling on their poles, their clothes conveniently falling off their slim bodies. The smell of sex and alcohol filled the air, and it turned Sevika on. She turned heel and made her way down section B and found room 18.

This area was quieter, although if you walked close enough, you could hear the grunts and the moans of the brothel’s patrons. Sevika sat down on the one couch in the low-lit room. The room itself was homey with plants surrounding the area; there was a hookah setup just across from where Sevika sat. Near that was a small cushioned platform. She sighed as she sat and waited for you. The muted moans from next door entertained Sevika’s thoughts in the meantime. She imagined you, barely covered, prancing around her. She didn’t need the drugs or the alcohol to intoxicate her when you were around.

There was a knock at the door, revealing yourself, you slipped into the room.

“Here for the usual?” You asked, slowly walking towards her, your hips swaying with each step.

“Actually,” She hesitated, making you pause, “I want you to choose the category for me, you know my boundaries.” You smiled, ear to ear. This has been something you wanted to do for so long, make Sevika so turned on that she became jealous and fucked your brains out.

“Well, how long did you book with me?”

“I’ll pay for your whole shift.”

“With tip?” You bargained.

“With a fucking bonus if that means I get you for more than one measly hour.” She leaned back, looking you up and down. You loved how you caught others’ attention with just your presence, another reason why sex work was your 9-5 job.

“I’ll ask my manager; she and I might be back here if it’s approved.” You winked at her and left to retrieve your new manager.

Only moments later, Madam Margot leaned on the doorway, you peeking behind her.

“You want one of my girls for the whole night, all 7 hours left of moonlight?” She purred.

“I know what I want.” She started, toughening up. You hadn't seen this side of Sevika in a while. Although she does try to conceal her identity, it’s hard not to know who owns that metal arm. Margot
smirked as she pulled you into the room and shut the door behind her.

“Y/N,” She pinched your chin, “Let’s dance.” Your cheeks burst into blush as you swallowed your spit. There was no time to react, however, as your boss pushed you down to the platform. She walked over to you as she started to slowly strip. This moment reminded you of your interview for the brothel, which you knew you needed an interview to fuck people.

“And Sev, you get to fucking watch.” You smirked at Margot’s words as you crept to the end of the platform. You saw Sevika unzip her pants and play with herself through her pantys. Your boss came up behind you as she started to pull apart your top, similar to a bikini top, but your entire torso was surrounded by thin leather straps. You grinded against the floor, pulling moans from your lips as you watched Sevika’s brows furrow. You saw her fingers reach into her pantys as her pants fell onto her thighs, bulging her muscles and fat over the pants' hem. This was a sight you had been begging to see, Sevika breathless and desperate.

She moaned silently as Margot’s pointed nails brushed against your barren nipples. You continued to grind on the soft platform.

“Give her more,” She whispered into your ear. You chuckled to yourself as you slipped off of the platform, your sheer loose skirt moved up to your thighs, exposing your throbbing cunt to Sevika. You hear a small gasp from her mouth. Her chest heaved and her hips bucked as she watched you slide your hands up Margot’s thighs. The curve of your body winded in front of Sevika as it your breasts leaned on the edge. You licked up her leg as she instinctively leaned back on her palms.

“Ah! Fuck Y/N!” She moaned out. There was a reason why Margot was the manager of a brothel; she knew exactly how to wind her patrons up. And it was working wonders for Sevika. Her metal arm clutched the couch’s end as you continued to lick her upper thighs. Margot thrusted her hips up as she pulled your hair, turning your head and body to face Sevika.

“Margot,” Sevika groaned out as she removed her hand from her soaked crotch. “Leave,”

“Enjoy your time with Y/N darling…” She winked at you as she left the room.

You turn to the woman in front of you, your clothes sprawled around your body as you sat on the platform.

“What are you thinking about the next baby…”

“The mystery box is still in here, right?” You nodded as a smirk grew on her lips.

“I want to try one more thing tonight before I fuck you.”

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You sat patiently on the edge of the platform as Sevika stood from the couch before you. Her shadow cast over you as you watched her pants fall from her onto the floor. She only wore her panties and pulled out the chest next to the platform

You reached the corner of the couch and pulled out a box of cigarettes and your lighter. Months ago, you stashed away a multitude of these in different rooms as your casual addiction to nicotine grew slowly. You pressed the cigarette to your lips and lit the end, breathing in the delicious smoke that kept you mellow.

“Hey,” Sevika looked over from the chest next to you, “Give me the light.” You passed it to her; this would be the first time that Sevika unmasked herself in front of you. Your heart raced as you saw her hand reach for the tip of the cloth and disappointingly push it up further on her nose.

You saw her clutch onto a candlestick, unlit and untouched, and shut the chest.

“Lie down,” She ordered. Your back quickly met the platform’s plush. You pushed the cigarette to your lips as you saw Sevika light the candle.

“You know, if you wanted more of a romantic ambiance, we could just move rooms.

“This is for anything but romance, baby.”

“Just don’t burn me.” You said, taking one last puff before outing the toxin, “I go for the smooth and sensual look.” Sevika moved herself on top of you, her legs cradling over yours. She leaned down close to your ear as her free hand lightly ran down your breast. Her fingers caught themselves on your nipple, sending a shock up your body. You felt her breath through her mask and onto your neck. You reach up to her chin and slip your fingers under, you couldn’t take it anymore. Sevika didn’t stop you; she instead moved her face to face yours. You pulled the mask down to her chin as your eyes drifted across her face. You knew what she looked like, but not like this. Your middle and ring finger found their way into her mouth. She smiled as her tongue swirled around them.

You removed them and reached her crotch and slid one up her folds. She kissed, and a small smile formed on her lips.

With her metal arm, Sevika took the burning candle and held it over your body as she straightened her posture.

She tilted the candle above you, the hot wax dripping onto your breast.

“Ah!” You gasped, your body and your hand froze.

“Feels good, huh?” You blinked in shock and nodded. You thought you knew everything about yourself as you’ve tried almost everything, but this was news, and it felt fucking exhilarating.

Sevika twirled the candle in her fingers, letting more wax fall onto your barren chest, some touching your nipples.

The initial shock of each drip first felt painful, making an intense searing heat, followed by a sharp sting. Your skin felt tender, but the cooling kiss over and around the wax that Sevika gave you made your cunt soaking wet. You shuffled your thighs together, causing some friction unconsciously as you consciously rubbed Sevika’s clit. You circled her clit and soon added more pressure. The subsequent cooling of the wax allowed Sevika’s adventuring tongue a slick surface as it slowly hardened on your skin.

Sevika moved off of you and the platform, still holding the candle, she spread your legs open.

“Don’t move a muscle,” She said to you as you tried to pace your breath. With her free hand, Sevika wrapped her arm around your thigh as she started to kiss closer and closer to your wet cunt. The
candle’s wax dripped onto your other thigh, causing you to gasp again. The hot wax traveled from your thigh to your crotch.

“Fuck…” you sneered, the mix of pain and pleasure spread through your body.

Sevika grunted and spat onto the candle’s fire, extinguishing it.

“I’m tired of that thing taking you pleasure and not me.” She said as she tossed it away from the two of you. With her newly freed hand, she grabbed onto your thigh and pulled you closer to her mouth.

She blew on your cunt, sending shivers up your body, but leaving your lower body hot. Sevika moved her tongue up to your clit and snickered.

“God, you taste fucking amazing.” You moaned as she moved the top of her tongue up and down. Her grip grew tighter on your thighs as she threw you into a world of pleasure. You gripped your robes above you, trying to stabilize yourself. All efforts were for naught as Sevika quickened her pace and started to lightly suck on your clit.

Without a moment’s notice, you moaned louder and gripped onto her hair, bringing her into your pussy.

“Fuck Sevika!” You needed to at least cum once tonight, if not from your other clients, then from her. Instead of just moving her tongue, Sevika started to pace her head up and down in a small motion,
allowing her tongue to glide from your hole to your clit in quick precision.

“Sevika, I can’t,” You said breathlessly, your hands started to shake as your legs became stiff around her. She grunted, giving you the go-ahead to cum on her face. You came hard, sending shocks through your spine, making your back arch.

You and your cum did not stop Sevika; however, she continued to eat your cum until you were clean.

“Good job, baby…” She whispered to you as she licked her lips, pulling herself off of you. In your haze, she lifted you from the platform and onto the couch. You felt the warmth of her skin and looked up to her.

“Sevika?” Your brows furrowed in confusion.

“Just stay here, like this, for a bit. I got you.” She embraced you as you lay on top of her. Her heartbeat lulled you to a light sleep.

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The rain stained cobblestones glistened as you walked towards The Envoy, the only bar that you were sure not to find any of your peers. Instead of Ubering or taking a cab, you walked almost 5 miles to this bar after a 15-minute ride on the T. It gives you time to try and clear your head before drowning yourself in the cheapest and highest concentration of alcohol. You passed happy couples, drunken girls-night-outers, and the occasional upset man as you made your way closer.

The bar itself was vaguely lit as you stepped into the noisy atmosphere. You quickly glanced around as you found a barstool and sat.

“What is it for tonight?” The barkeep said. You found your comfort in the noise and the uncomfortable chair.

“Vodka Cran?” You pulled out your wallet and passed him a 10 dollar bill. “Keep the tip.”

“Oh yeah, I’ll take the $1.50 dollar tips, thanks,” He mumbled under his breath, mostly lying, assuming you wouldn’t hear. In moments, you were served the drink. You sipped it and took a breath in. You weren’t in agony like some of the patrons here; you were just fucking exhausted. You were stressed from school and work, and that stress created a surplus of insomnia. Therefore, you were stuck in a never ending cycle of exhaustion.

As you turned your gaze around the room, finishing your drink, you spotted your professor from last semester’s biomechanics. She sat with a few other professors, drinking and laughing. She wore flowing trousers with her usual button-up dress shirt, more open now that she was off hours.

Blush rushed through your body as you made eye contact. You ran out of the bar in the blink of an eye, made your way to the nearest convenience store, and hid within the aisles.

Shit! Did she see me? You thought to yourself. Dr. Sev was your teacher crush since you were accepted into the university. You were thankfully required to take one of her classes for your major, where you
learned that she was everyone’s teacher crush. You sighed to yourself as your found a 4 pack of soju.

Walking on the cobblestones, you found a comfortable bench near the bar’s outer reach and drank all four bottles of soju. This was your first time trying soju, and it tasted delicious! You didn’t realize, however, how high the alcohol content was in each bottle. You slumped down on the bench and hummed to yourself.

“Y/N?” You heard someone call your name. In a haze, you turned your head, finding Dr. Sev standing close with a cigarette hanging from her lips.

“I have-HICK-Got to be sooooooooo fucked.” You laughed to yourself as you looked her up and down. She hands you a bottle of water.

“Drink,” You obeyed and let time pass. The strong haze no longer shattered your reality as you were now more conscious of your surroundings. During that time, Sevika never once left your side. As you progressed from drunk to tipsy, you looked over at her.

“Ah, so you are real.” You chuckled. Sevika passed you her cigarette.

“You smoke?”

“I guess,” You said, leaning down into her hand. Your lips pulled the smoke into your lungs, you reclined back on the bench and let your breath go. You glance over at her, her hands covering her mouth as she looks away from you.

“What brings you though?” You asked, trying to break the ice.

“It’s Jessie’s, I mean, Dr. Blavart’s birthday. So, some of us in the bio department wanted to celebrate. You?”

“Fucking tired, I guess.”

“I get that feeling,” She murmured. You heard and chose to try and cheer her up. The light around her illuminated her presence.

“You know,” you started, “I think you're really sexy.” The words came out like vomit, uncontrollable. She froze, her breath quickened.

“Ah,” she cleared her throat, “I think you can catch a lot of glances.” You laughed at her attempt of a flirt.

“I knew you were older, but not that old! Try flirting again, make it fun this time.” You said stealing her cigarette. She groaned and leaned back, now facing you.

“I’m going to bring you to my car, finger fuck you while I drive you back to my place. There, I want to slam my fat fucking strap into you until you lose your mind.”

Holy shit… You thought to yourself as your legs closed unconsciously. You were tipsy and turned on. Your cheeks glew red as you leaned closer to her.

“Then do it, Dr Sev…” Without hesitation, Sevika grabbed your arm and dragged you to her car. Once inside, she did exactly what she said she’ll do. The moment she changed gears into ‘Drive’, her hand found your panties. Your legs opened with no hesitation, and you felt her nimble fingers glide her fingers on your wet pussy. Her finger circled your clit for only a moment until they found their place inside of you. She thrusted her fingers slowly in and out of you. The feeling of her fingers inside of you, pressing into you, made your stomach tighten as your hips thrust upwards to her touch.

“Fuck, I need you stripped and fucked.” She grumbled as she took a hard turn. You bit your lip as Sevika broke countless road rules, rushing to make it back to her apartment. Once she parked, Sevika moved her fingers out from you, circling back onto your clit.

“God…” You moaned. She removed her hand from you, her fingers dripping with your wet.

“Get yourself presentable and follow me.” She demanded, you looked over to her and saw her tongue stroke over her fingers, lapping up your wet. Your cheeks flushed red as you tried to maintain focus while putting your clothes back on. You stepped out of the car and almost lost balance as you followed her inside.

Once inside, she trotted to her kitchen, pouring two glasses of water. She gave you a glass.

“Drink, I need both of us to be more sober. I want you to feel every inch of my cock.” She said those dirty words so casually, sipping her water. You took the glass and chugged the water.

“I’m using your bathroom, I-I’ll meet you in your room.” You murmured, making your way to the loo. You locked yourself inside as a wash of reality rushed over you. You are in Dr. Sev’s apartment, in her bathroom. Your cunt was still dripping from her handiwork from the drive over. Your heart was beating out of your chest as you tried to put yourself together. You washed your face with some water, fixed your hair, and took a deep breath.

You unlocked and opened the door and faced her, she kneeled on her mattress as she adjusted her strap. You couldn’t feel the ground below you as you walked towards her, stripping off layer by layer until you were only wearing your pantys.

“Lay down,” You obeyed, and Sevika found her place between your legs. Her tongue was splitting your folds as she applied pressure onto your clit. The stress that has fatigued your body released itself as you self yourself sinking into her bed. In your pleasure driven haze, you saw Sevika squirt lube onto her strap. She quickly moved her mouth away from you and spread your legs wider with one push.

“Ready?” You nodded, “I need verbal.”

“Please fuck me.” She chuckled and licked your wet from her lips and thrusted into you. “AH!” You squealed as you felt yourself open up for her. The feeling of fullness of her cock spread over you, tightening your lower stomach. She thrusted slowly at first, allowing you to truly feel each inch she fucked you with. She soon became impatient, and with each thrust, she grunted as your moans filled the room.

“Fuck baby!” Sevika moved faster in and out of you, placing her thumb and gently rubbing your clit. Your body writhed under her as you lost yourself in pleasure.

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As she fucked you, you felt her hands exploring your body. Her touch was warm but commanding as she thrusted in and out. Your chest heaved as you moaned. She slowed her pace.

“I can’t have my neighbors knowing I’m fucking a student now?” She took your pantys from the side of her bed and stuffed them into your mouth. The gently-scented underwear filled your senses as she filled you.

Her thrusting in and out made your core tighten. Your body heated up as you shut your eyes. You heard her chuckle. She slowed as you looked up to her. In her hands was her tie that she often wore loosely.

“Can I wrap this around your eyes?” You smiled and nodded. You shut your eyes as she wrapped her tie around you, losing knotting it.

As you lost your sight, your body feels more sensitive.

Her hands gripped onto your hips, her fingertips dug into you. Her toned breath grazed your bare chest, her strap gripping into you. You wrap your legs around her waist, pulling her in, your arms find their place on her shoulders.

"You feel so good Sev!: You moan, your body contorting to her touch. She hissed as her pace slowed a bit. "I want you to cum in my mouth."

She moved herself down your body, your legs loosened and wrapped around her head.

Darkness filled your vision, but you could clearly see Sevika through her movements. her tongue lapped on your cunt and quickly found your clit. She initially circled around, adding pressure with each swirl. She found that your body reacted the most when she gave more pressure. she buried her head between your legs as her fingers gently pressed against your hole.

"I can't fucking take it!: You moaned. your legs gripped around her head, Sevika keeping pace. Soon enough, your body quivered, a rush of heat washed over you as you came. Your vision was suddenly regained as Sevika took your blindfold off.

"You did amazing baby..." She said, licking her lips of your cum. "Come here..." She kissed you. you tasted your salty cum on her lips as she pushed her tongue into your mouth, pulling away. Sevika wrapped her comforter around the two of you as she held you in her arms.

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You found that you started to look forward to every Tuesday as in those evenings, you finally got to see your girlfriend. For the past 8 months, she had been on deployment. You were only grateful that she was allowed to have communication. Each week, you get sent a secure link from the general’s secretary. You wait in the lobby for what seems like hours until you hear a blip across your screen.

“Sev?” You look at the blinking screen in front of you, “Are you okay, are you there?”

“Y-yeah!” A less pixelized view of Sevika appears before you. You grin as you wave to her through the screen.

“Hi hon…”

“Hey hon.” she said, smiling.

“How have you been?”

“I’m told to say something along the lines of “amazing, but a bit tired”, but honestly, I’m feeling tired more than anything.” She sighed, the daylight started to shine in front of her, highlighting her golden
brown eyes. You smiled softly,

“I understand, top secret stuff with top secret emotions.” Sevika sighed and nodded.

“How was your day, hon?” She asked, changing the subject.

“Long, work was work. My mother was being abhorrent today, per usual.”

“Wanna talk about it?” You shook your head.

“I would rather not. I got coffee with Grayson today, though, it was nice to see your old boss since you’ve ranked up.” Sevika snarled a smile through her teeth.

“You know she wants you, right?” You laughed.

“Oh my JESUS CHRIST, you get so jealous hon.” You chuckled, making Sevika smile, “Plus, I think I want to give you something if I have to prove my love for you.”

“You know I can receive gifts here. What are you scheming?”

“Hmmm, can I give you a show?” Her face flushed red, less visible through the webcam call, but enough to let you know that she was flustered.

“Try,” she said, smirking, trying to regain some form of composure. You reposition your laptop to the edge of your bed

“Some nights, I think of your touch.” You get onto your knees, your thumbs pushed the hem of your pants down. “Instead of feeling alone, I feel something else. I feel achy, I feel so wet, like I am now.”

“Fuck Y/N… You know, if I didn’t have bunkies, these calls would be different…”

“You have earbuds, yes?” She nodded, “Then watch, and make sure that no one sees.” You wink as you raise your top off, revealing your breasts. You sit on your folded legs on your bed, making sure that the camera and Sevika have a good view. Your fingernails flick and pinch your nipples. Each painful sensation sent shivers down your body and straight to your cunt.

“Hmmm… fuck, that's so good Sev…” You moan as you shut your eyes, imagining her hand pinching your nipples as she attacks your neck with kisses and hickies. Your hips automatically grind forward as your imagination goes wild. Small moans escaped your lips as you played with your nipples.

“And there's some night, when I just can't take it anymore…” You slipped off your pajama pants, revealing your pantys.

“Didn’t I buy you those for, uhm,” She cleared her throat and looked around her. “A trip… I’m glad you like the mug I bought you.” She repositioned herself in her seat. Reclining back, your head rested on the bed’s headboard, allowing your headless body to be the only view the camera has.

“Oh, yes… the mug…” You swayed your hips, your fingers delicately removing the pantys which were tight on your thighs. You could see Sevika relax back, her eyes glued to the screen as you drifted your fingers around your upper thighs. You cunt ached for touch, her touch. Your precum dripped from your cunt to your thighs, coating your fingers. You brought them to your mouth and swirled your tongue around them.

“Mmm, delicious. Are you more jealous because you can't have a taste?”

“Fine, I was a little bit before, but now…” She sighed, “I’m feeling different.” You chuckled. This one way game had you turned on. With your free hand, you reached into your bedside drawer and pulled out your most beloved vibrator. You turned on the vibrator and pressed it against your clit. Immediate relief coursed through your body as you fell onto your knees once more, your body tilting back. You gave
Sevika, a great view of you rolling your vibrator over your clit, your set slicked down to your mattress as you moaned uncontrollably.

“Hey, baby,” Sevika said in a low voice. She pushed her computer closer, “Can you please, um…”

“Fuck myself? Gladly…” You thrust the vibrator inside of yourself, filling your aching cunt. Your legs shook as you thrusted quickly, in and out.

“Put your thumb and circle…” she said, barely at a whisper. You obeyed her as you placed your thumb onto your clit.

“God, fuck!” You moaned, a rush of heat flowed over you as you fucked yourself, Sevika watching you through her camera. She smirked as she watched you like a film.

“Keep it up, hon…” she whispered. Those words were what your body needed to hear. You shivered as you came on your vibrator and your sheets. Your body became limp as the vibrator shook inside of you.

“S-Sev…” you mumbled, pulling the cum covered device out of you. You sat down completely on the sheets. You chuckle and bring your laptop closer to you.

“God…” you said breathlessly, a stupid half smile plastered on your face.

“Hon, this was a wonderful call, but…”

“I know, you have work to do.”

“I don’t think I would be able to focus much.”

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“I just need some space, okay!” you bellowed to her, slamming the door behind you.

It was only two days of no contact. You needed to think things over. How could she? That week, you learned that your childhood friend, to lover, started to work for Silco. She knew you hated the man for what he did to the undercity.

From your perspective, he used and abused the very people he wanted to “save”. The worst thing about your argument was that you found out through rumors, not from her directly. In the moment, you couldn’t understand where the anger was coursing from, the fact that she betrayed you and your beliefs, or that she never told you.

After the two days of distance, your head was clear. You loved Sevika with your whole soul. You closed up your botany shoppe, determined to talk this through with her.

You walked up to her apartment and knocked on her door.

“Sev? Are you home?” You hesitated, sighed, and put your hands into your pockets. “I-I was hoping we could talk?”

No reply.

You sighed and tried the handle,

Unlocked? You thought.

Your heart raced with a million possibilities.

Could Silco’s lackies break in? Is she okay?!

Rushing in, her place was scattered with clothes, a lamp knocked over, and her couch a mess.

“No, no, no, no!” You whispered, taking in the scene.

“Ah!” You heard a noise from her bedroom.

They had her locked up in her own apartment, torturing her?! You thought, your fists balled in rage.

If they were going to hurt her, they would have to deal with you.

You walked towards the door to her bedroom and peered through the crack.

You couldn’t see much, but the scream you heard sounded sensual?

You fell to your knees, listening.

“Ah! Fuck!” a high pitch feminine voice traveled to your ears. Shock coursed through you. Your heartbeat dropped to your stomach, making you feel sick. Your hands felt cold as they gripped onto your
pants. Your eyes started to water, you could barely blink.

“Fucking take me, baby…” You heard Sevika growl and she let out a chuckle. That dammed chuckle.

You needed to see for yourself, but your body refused to move.

No, no! You thought to yourself. Your heart was racing, only able to inch forward, slowly and quietly pushing the door open. To your demise, you saw Sevika, wearing her strap, fucking another woman.

The woman was a bit younger than you and her. Her purple dyed hair was pressed against her silky smooth skin. Her perfectly shaped tits lightly bounced as her head fell off the edge of Sevika’s bed.
Sevika was above her, fucking her hard. She fell onto her elbows, while the woman’s legs wrapped around her, pulling her in. You saw Sevika kiss her breasts, her tongue swirled around the woman’s nipples.

She moaned in pleasure. Of course, she would.

It hurt, it hurt so badly, but you couldn’t look away.

“Oh yes! Fuck me Sevvy!” She screamed, her hands gripping the sheets below her as her eyes opened wide.

She saw you.

She looked you dead in the eyes as Sevika continued to fuck her. The woman chuckled as she started to moan louder, maintaining eye contact with you. You sat there, watching Sevika fuck another woman.

“Ugh! Tell me how good I am, baby!” She said, smirking.

“So fucking good! God, you're amazing!” Sevika groaned, moving herself off of the woman’s chest, still thrusting in and out of her. Sweat dripped from Sevika’s bare chest as she held the woman’s legs on her broad shoulders. Sevika hadn’t seen you peering into this scandalous scene, but the other woman was capitalizing on that. She chuckled more than she moaned.

“God, you’re so intoxicating…” Sevika groaned as her hips kept her pace. She pressed her thumb on the woman’s clit, rubbing it gently. The woman’s smile grew as she moaned more and more.

“Yeah! Make me cum Sevvy! Make me squirt!” She said to her. Sevika kept her pace with her hips and the thumb. The woman’s body writhed under her, taking each inch of Sevika’s strap.

“You fuck me so good!” She yelped as Sevika’s free hand pinched her nipple. This was Sevika’s power move. Ever since you and her had sex for the first time, she would have one hand busy with your cunt,
and the other, playing with your sweet spots.

Sevika was fucking this other woman like how she would fuck you. Anger boiled inside of you as the woman kept looking at you, making sure you understood that she had replaced you. That you were nothing to Sevika, less than the dirty laundry she left in the corner. Flashes of your time with Sevika flooded your thoughts as the smell of Sevika’s sweat and the woman’s sex filled your other scenes.

Your chest heaved as a burning feeling rose into your throat.

The woman’s body convulsed under Sevika’s touch as she shut her eyes. Her moans grew into one.

The woman came.

The woman came over to Sevika’s strap.

Without missing a beat, Sevika pulled out and started to lap up the woman’s cum that dripped out of her.

“I want you to clean me up, hon.”

Hon… she called you hon. For the two of you, it was short for “I love you.” It first started years ago with: “I love you, honey,” then into, “I love you hon,” to, “Love ya hon,” now, whenever she called you hon, you knew she was saying how much she loved you.

But, Sevika just called this other woman, hon. The word that built your trust with Sevika crumbled faster than the woman’s spine that curled back as she sucked on Sevika’s cock.

Sevika looked down at her with a smirk, then slowly moved her gaze upwards towards the door.

“Y/N?!” Her face changed from her devilish satisfaction to shock. Or shame. You didn’t care as you were able to feel your legs once more and ran out of her apartment. You ran all the way back to your
botany shoppe. Once inside, you fell onto your knees, but no tears were in sight. You were so angry, but all you could feel, though, was a tightness in your core and your underwear soaking wet.