Sevika + Sexy Time [hcs]

bottom sevika always lives rent-free in my head #my weakness is sub sevika 

sevika with a dommy mommy s/o 😳🤭

hcs or fic (its up to u)

~ Sevika With A Dommy Mommy S/O ~

NSFW Below!

➼ Oh how the tables have turned.

➼ At first, Sevika wasn’t quite okay with the fact that you were the one in charge.

➼ Like come on now, this woman’s usually the dominant one.

➼ Before you guys were dating, you were quite handsy with her.

➼ This beautiful woman had caught your eye and you’ll do everything to have her.

➼ You would buy her drinks, light her cigar, and sometimes backhug her to play around.

➼ That caught Sevika off guard at first but after multiple tries, you felt her gave in.

➼ “You’re so beautiful Love.”

➼ If you don’t stop with them nicknames this woman’s about to PASS OUT.

➼ Sevika can literally sense you big dick energy from far away ngl

➼ Sevika’s always in denial about how she didn’t like it when you treated her this way.

➼ She didn’t like feeling weak and vulnerable and WOULD NEVER be soft in front of you.

➼ We still need a fucking explanation to why she’s in your bed right now.

➼ Oh she’s still in denial… As she lays there naked in your bed with her messy hair.

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➼ I swear to god this woman.

➼ You can’t help but tease her.

➼ Just look at her— Isn’t she adorable when she’s underneath you?

➼ Sevika will try to cover her face with the blanket.

➼ She ain’t letting you see her blushin—

➼ You looove worshipping her body.

➼ Planting soft wet kisses down her body until you come across a specific area *cough cough*

➼ Winking at her as you slowly go down on her.

➼ “Does Mommy make you feel good~?”

➼ Yes, Sevika calls you Mommy— NO ARGUMENTS.

➼ Moans louder when you insert your finger inside her.

➼ At one point Sevika’s begging for the straps—

➼ “You want it? Then beg for it.”

➼ The only person who can turn the scary lady of Zaun into a submissive baby.

➼ “Let me hear you, Love.”

➼ As you pound harder into her.

➼ Kiss the scars on her body and she’ll IMMEDIATELY melt into you.

➼ You’re the big spoon when you guys cuddle after sex ;)

no thoughts only Luisa and her arms

Sleeping with Luisa was a very comforting experience 99.9 Percent of the time. Luisa was the cuddle queen, and had a special appreciation for warm fluffy blankets. However, there was the .01 percent that could be a real beast. You woke up with severe pain radiating from your ribs and made some alarmed and pained noises that snapped Luisa back to consciousness.

“Huh? Wha? Oh! Oh My God What Did I Do?!?” Luisa was across the room, hair disheveled, and night gown off a shoulder as she stoop looking horrified in less time than it took Camilo to prank someone.

“Baby, darling, sweetheart, it’s fine, really.” You lied. Each breath really hurt, but let’s face it, talking Luisa down was sort of priority. You moved to sit up, wincing more. “I’ll go wake your mom, hell I can tell her I was out for a little stroll and tripped down the stairs.” Luisa’s lower lip started quivering and her eyes welled with tears.

“I’m so sorry!” She sobbed, her eyes frantic.

“Honey, angel, amor,” you soothed, walking over and hugging her, in-spite of the screaming ribs. “What happened?

“I-I had a n-nightmare. I didn’t know!” You did your best to rock her back and forth, trying desperately to ignore the ouch in your chest. “Tell me everything.” You started humming to try to bring her off the emotional ledge.

“Th-there were people chasing us, and I lost you in the people running, and I couldn’t find anyone, and my strength went away, and then there were spiders.”

“Oh love, of course you were hugging me tight, I’d be scared too.” You coaxed her to sit on the floor, making it easier to stroke her hair and dry her cheeks.

“I hurt you.” She whispered, almost ashamed.

“It wasn’t intentional, and nothing a snack courtesy of your mom won’t fix.” You promised, bringing her head to your chest. “I love you so much, my gentle Luisa.” A knock sounded at the door, followed by a tired looking Julietta and a concerned Dolores entering the room.

“Mama, I hurt her.” Luisa whimpered, as Julietta took over your place, Dolores handed you a quesadilla, which was eaten gratefully. The relief was instant as your ribs went back where they were supposed to go.

“Good as new.” You announced, kneeling before Luisa. “Light of my life, why don’t we go back to bed?” Pure apprehension flooded her face. “Odds are it won’t happen more than once in a night.” You pointed out.

“She’s right. Get some rest. You need a good nights sleep.” Julietta said, petting Luisa’s hair and kissing her daughter’s face.

“A-alright.” Luisa agreed, standing up and hugging her mother and cousin. You mouthed your thanks as they left the room, earning nods and smiled of acknowledgment. You held out your arms, making grabby hands.

“I could do with some snuggles, I’m starting to get cold.” Luisa gingerly picked you up, setting you on the bed with the utmost care, curling around you.

“I love you. I’m sorry.”

“I know. I love you too.

The Dance

@bwall-7204 the wedding suggestion

You stood for a moment, preparing yourself for what ever was going to happen as you knocked on Tia Peppa and Tio Felix’s door. You gathered your courage rapped sharply twice.

“Come in!” Tia Peppa called.

“I’m sorry to disturb you, but I need your help.” Tio Felix and Tia Peppa fixed their attention on you, from where they sat on the bed. “Please teach me to lead.” You requested. The cloud above Tia Peppa’s head malfunctioned and Tio Felix looked horribly confused. “For the purposes of dancing.” You clarified quickly.

“Oh!” They said simultaneously, sharing a look for relief.

“You’ve come to the right Madrigals then.” Felix said.

“Right, for the other, you should probably talk to Abuela.” Peppa agreed.

“How much do you know?” Felix said getting to his feet.

“Uhh, nothing.” You said.

“You want to learn by the wedding, right?” Peppa asked, looking over at her husband.

“Is that too much of an ask? I understand if it is!” You said quickly, starting to back out.

“Of course not!” Felix announced, “Why do you want to lead though?”

“Wellll, I’ve noticed that when Luisa is dancing with her sisters or her cousin, she tends to lead, and I thought it would be nice if she could follow for once.” You said, rubbing the back of your neck. Soft rain drops began to fall as Peppa started to cry.

“That’s so cute!” She walked over to you, taking both of your hands in hers. “Of course we’ll teach you!”

Wedding planning was starting to make everyone in Casita Madrigal a bit crazy. You had been placed on Agustin duty, ensuring that, however he helped didn’t result in serious injuries. Often, Augstin duty overlapped with mother of the bride duty as you tried to help keep Peppa from unleashing a hurricane at any minor inconvenience. Thankfully, dance lessons seemed to distract her enough that you could keep her calm, and Augstin was surprisingly helpful.

“You don’t have to tense that much. Your follow will know to hold themselves up a little bit.” He said, safely seated in a fort of pillows.

“And smile!” Peppa added. “This is supposed to be fun.” You nodded, only to get zapped with mini lightning when Peppa saw one of Tio Bruno’s rats absconding with a decoration. You really did try not to drop her, but the sharp pain in your hand had caused you to jerk away.

“I’m so sorry!” You said, helping her up.

“You’re fine, dear. I shouldn’t have shocked you.” Peppa soothed before stalking off to go get the rat.

“I’m going to go see Julietta, please don’t leave the pillow fort.” You said to Agustin. He gave a thumbs up and you walked into the kitchen, guarding your injured hand.

“Just me.” You called into the kitchen before pushing open the door.

“Angel! What happened?” Luisa’s joy turned to concern at the way you were holding your hand.

“Tia Peppa shocked me on accident.” You said.

“Let me see.” Julietta, bustled past her daughter to look at the scorch mark on your hand. She nodded slowly. “Do you have any discomfort or numbness anywhere else?”

“No.” You said, smiling a little as Luisa slipped behind you to put her arms around you.

“Here.” Julietta said, handing you an Arepa. “Let me know if that hasn’t resolved everything.”

“Yes ma’am.” You promised before eating. In an instant your hand felt good as new. “I should get back to keeping an eye on your dad.” You turned in Luisa’s arms to face her. She nodded and stole a kiss as a voice from outside called for her.

“Coming!” She gave an exasperated look skyward before leaving you.

You walked back to where you had left Augstin. He and Abuela were having a conversation which abruptly stopped as you approached.

“Inventive solution.” Abuela commented, gesturing at the pillow tower.

“Thank you.”

“It seems you have many such interesting solutions. Keeping Peppa calm with dance lessons was an excellent idea.”

“Thank you, Abuela.”

“Is there a particular reason you want to lead?” She asked, raising a single eyebrow.

“I wanted to surprise Luisa.” You said, wondering faintly if you had done something wrong. Abuela only smiled and inclined her head before walking off. You looked at Agustin.

“What was that about?” He looked like he didn’t want to answer, but couldn’t hold out under the force of your stare.

“She just worries about her grandchildren. And that maybe you learning to lead, could upset Luisa inadvertently by taking her role.”

“Oh.”

“I think it’s good for her, actually, and said as much. We find the people we need in this family, someone to take care of my daughter when she forgets to care for herself is exactly the remedy needed.” You took a step forward and hugged him.

“Thank you.”

“Of course. You make her happy, what more could a father ask?”

Tempers began to fray even more as the wedding grew closer. Dolores became increasingly overwhelmed as her soon to be mother-in-law kept trying to insinuate herself into every detail of planning, and dance lessons with Peppa was the perfect way to keep her from cycloning the poor woman. It was a blessing when Abuela finally sat Mariano down and instructed him to distract his mother.

The day of the wedding dawned with clear skies, and you were placed on, don’t let Tio Bruno say a single word about the weather duty. You hadn’t been sure if the same trick would work on him that had worked on Tia Peppa, but it was worth a shot.

“Yeah, sure, but we should switch back and forth.” You blinked at him. “She’s probably not going to want to follow the whole time. This’ll keep you from getting stuck in one mode.”

“Oh, that makes a lot of sense.”

The two of you spent the majority of the morning dancing as everyone in the wedding party prepared and double and triple checked that nothing was going to go wrong. You assembled at the church, taking a seat next to Bruno toward the back.

“This reminds me of last season of my telenovella where Bernard and Anglica were to be married.” He whispered to you about the convoluted plot as the other guests filtered in. Nod along getting more and more invested with each passing moment.

Soon the groom, groomsmen, and the bridesmaids came in, Camilo, Luisa, Mirabel, all waved as they walked past. Isa, who was the maid of honor, gave a cordial nod. Antonio, was the ring bearer, and walked before the flower girl, one of Mariano’s relatives. The jaguar escorted him before circling back and walking with the frightened flower girl.

“Should have had Isabella do that.”Tio Bruno murmured, you fought back a laugh, making a mental not to ask her to for your wedding.

Dolores floated down the aisle in her mother’s wedding gown, Tio Felix an inconsolable wreck next to her. As she reached the pew where her mother sat, a torrential rain hit the church and Tia Peppa sobbed into Abuela’s shawl. The ceremony was simple, sweet, and without a dry eye in the church, even the priest she’d a few tears.

Talking Tia Peppa down enough to make going outside safe took about a half hour. And the guests picked their way out of the church, being mindful of any fallen limbs or shingles. Luisa was tasked with clearing out the worst of the debris and you scurried away to help.

“I got it.” You said, waving her away from a smaller limb.

“You should go enjoy the party.”

“I’ll enjoy it far more with you there than I will without.” You said, grabbing a couple broken shingles. Luisa gave a resigned sigh, smiling at you affectionately. On the walk back, you held hands and swung them back and forth. She grinned and twirled you. You tripped, falling against her chest.

“Sorry!” Luisa said, steadying you.

“It’s fine!” You laughed, “being close to you hasn’t ever been a problem for me.”

You made it back to the reception just in time for the first dance. You grinned as you watched the wedded couple twirling around the floor. Soon the floor opened up to all couples and you held out your hand to Luisa.

“Dance with me?” She raised an eyebrow, but placed her hand in yours to be lead onto the floor. She moved to put her hand on your waist. “No no, I asked you to dance, let me lead.” That earned another eyebrow raise.

“If you’re sure.” She conceded, a small smile on her lips. That doubting smile turned to an expression of shock which turned to full, proper smile.

“When did you learn to dance?” She asked after a particularly complex move that you managed to lead pretty well.

“I may have begged some of your family for help.” You said. She laughed when she noticed the thumbs up from Tio Felix. “I’m going to dip you.” You warned.

“If you think you can.”

“If I think I can? I’ll have you know I only dropped Tia Peppa a couple of times, and one of them wasn’t entirely my fault.” She laughed, and as the song came to an end, you went into the dip. You help that pose for a moment, both breathless and smiling when a flash of a camera surprised you both. Agustin stood with the camera, grinning, before walking away to go photograph other people. You helped her back to standing and she stole a kiss.

The next song started and she grabbed your hip.

“My turn.”

We gonna get some fucking Luisa smut or what?

You know what? You right, you right. Lesbians, this one's for you ;)

"And all done!"

"Gracias, Luisa! Have a good day off tomorrow!"

Ever since the Casita had been rebuilt, the Madrigal family had been FAR more happy. Take Luisa. She got three days out of the week to do absolutely ANYTHING she wanted. And that day was tomorrow, so she was wrapping up all her chores for today. In this case, clearing out some boulders out of the river so the water could flow properly. She nodded at the men, and immediately went home. At least, that's what she'd like to say. Then the donkeys got out again. Then weeds needed plucking. Then barrels had to be carried.

Suffice to say, Luisa still had issues saying no. By the time she was ACTUALLY done, it was well into the late afternoon. She saw the disappointment on their faces the second she got home, especially from Mirabel. The second Luisa stepped in the kitchen for a drink, Mirabel piped up from the table.

"Still gotta work on our no's, huh sis?"

Luisa finished her drink before sighing.

"I just don't like saying no to people in need, doesn't. Feel right, you know?"

Augustín motioned for her to sit down at the table with them. She obeyed, appreciating the cup of coffee, and some candy she knew had been bought specifically for her.

"You've been working so hard this week, mija. Especially with new people coming in from outside the Encanto-you've been giving everyone your strength. So, we all pitched in and got you something."

Augustín, with great excitement, slid a little envelope her way. She looked it over in her hands, before carefully opening it. Two pink slips, that upon reading, ended up being tickets for some sort of spa. She raised a brow.

"A...spa?"

Her mom nodded, keeping Augustín's cup of hot coffee from accidently spilling onto his lap. Again.

"I heard it's this new, very fancy place. We think that a day of pampering could do you some good for your poor body. It was your dad's idea."

He held onto Luisa's hand, giving it a soft pat.

"Of course, you spend your days off how you want to. No one will make you."

Luisa shook her head.

"No no, I'll do it. It's just...a different gift. Trust me, I like it."

Augustín brought her hands to his lips, as sweetly as a father could.

"We just worry, Mija. You may be the strongest person in Encanto, but you're still mi bebita."

She loved her dad, really she did. And hey, who knows. Maybe it'd be just the break she needed.

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You've worked on all sorts of people in your profession. Men, women, young, old, all types. Though, moving this far out to practice your skills was definitely new. This new area, 'Encanto', had become a huge trading port, as well as a new place for all sorts of new talents and services the town had yet to have. Including your spa. You had no idea if this would be permanent, but you just knew your skills were appreciated here.

"There we go, Mr. Osvaldo. Remember, plenty of water, take it easy on the sweets."

"Sure, Sure!"

You knew he wasn't going to. But didn't matter, you'd be here for your clients at any point. You walked him back outside, and heard him talk to someone outside. You couldn't see past the closed door, but you heard mention of 'Luisa'. Whatever, not your business. You wiped your hands free of oil, before looking over at your receptionist.

"Who's next on the agenda?"

"That'd be her."

He didn't even look up from his papers as he nodded towards the door. You tried not to jump at the sight of the VERY tall woman that just walked in. She was SO much taller than you, and with muscles that big, she looked like she could beat your shit in with just her pinky. But with a pretty face like that, you just might-

"Uh. Yeah. Hi. That's me. I got one of your slip things."

She handed you a pink slip, and you recognized it immediately. You handed it to your receptionist, and motioned for her to follow you. Past the sauna, past the aromatherapy room, you kept catching her eyes wandering here and there.

"In here, if you will."

You let her into the room, shutting the door behind you both. She took a look around.

"It's. Nice in here."

"Thank you,"

You say as you put a fresh, clean sheet on the table.

"I take pride in it. Now, you can put your clothes in the bin, right at the end of the table there. Would you like me to fold them for you?"

She turned to you, looking confused.

"My...clothes?"

"Yes. You want a full body massage. I can't do that with all your clothes on."

"Oh. That's. News."

She looked so uncertain, the poor thing.

"I take it it's your first time. Don't worry, it's fine, seeing people without their clothes is nothing to me."

"I've just. You know. Never taken off my clothes in front of someone before."

"Well it's not like I'm going to see anything new, honey."

You meant it as a joke, but the slight red to her face showed she was uncomfortable. But, she seemed to not want to waste her ticket, so she did it. You wanted to tell her there was a closet, just in case she preferred that, but. Well. You caught yourself watching. She was tall, and built like a church. Head to toe in well defined muscles, and very soft, almost baby looking skin. You've seen muscles in men before, but something about these were just. Far more impressive. You watched as the upper part of her dress came off, then the skirt.

She was in her underclothes now. Cute, purple underwear, and a bra to match. She folded her clothes, before turning to you.

"Does uh. EVERYTHING need to come off?"

Muscles in her calves, big, firm biceps, a well defined core, she could kick any man's ass, but her face really gave off 'I want a hug' vibes. You shrugged as you leaned against your counter space behind you.

"You can keep those on. But I'd recommend against that, since I'll be using oils."

Luisa hesitated, before taking everything else off. She had such big, broad shoulders, with tits to match. They were large, but they didn't look too much. It was funny, how such strength looked so delicate simultaneously. You tried not to glance at her somewhat hairy crotch as she put her clothes away, especially as she tried to cover herself.

"So uh, what next?"

"Oh just lay down right here."

The table creaked a bit as she got settled in, and you hoped it didn't make her feel self conscious. You covered her butt with a towel, and you noticed that while she was still stiff, that made her look a bit more comfortable. Not by much, but you were sure she'd sink into it. You leaned a bit to catch her face in her arms, and it almost felt like she was trying to hide it. It was cute.

"I need you to put her arms down for me, honey. To your sides. There we go! Now, imma put on some music to help you. The first time is always weird, but you'll get into it."

You put on some light music, just so the room wasn't silent. You brought your little cart of things you'll need over to her. Things like hot rags, warm oil, some water, nothing crazy.

"You uh. Really don't mind seeing people without their clothes all day?"

"Not really. We're all more or less the same. Though, between you and me, your hair is definitely prettier than anyone else's who's walked in here. You do it yourself?"

You fiddled with one if the baby hairs, and you were surprised at just how SOFT it felt. She nodded.

"For the most part. Sometimes my dad does it, if he feels like it."

"Aw, a daddy's girl. How cute."

You didn't need to see her face for you to tell she was blushing a bit. You poured the warm oil onto your palms, but didn't touch her JUST yet.

"I'm just messing with you honey. Er, I'm sorry, I should be using your actual name-"

"No. I mean uh. I like Honey."

You could just eat her up. You grinned, oiled and skilled hands more than ready for such a big canvas.

"Alright, honey. I'm gonna touch you now, alright? You tell me if you're uncomfortable at any point, or of you need anything."

She gave a thumbs up, and you chuckled. You put your hands on her shoulders, just so she could get a feel for your touch. She didn't flinch, didn't kick or scream, and that was always a good sign. You gently let your hands slide down her shoulders and down her back, just to let the muscles get lightly coated in oil.

"Stuff smells nice."

"You like it? It's 'vanilla cupcake'. We sell bottles of these, as well as lotions, up front. Really helps your skin stay smooth and hydrated. Not that you need it though, your skin is GORGEOUS."

You watched her squirm a bit. She tried not to, for you to work, but you could tell you made her flushed.

"Uhm. Thanks. You compliment everyone like this?"

"Only if they deserve it. And someone should praise you, you take care of your body. Like, look at these muscles! I've had men WISH they could bulk up like you."

You got started for real dow, digging your palms into her upper arms, getting a feel of those huge muscles. So firm, so easy to touch and caress. She chuckled. You could tell compliments on her muscles were far more common.

"Now THAT I've heard before. Proud of 'em too, helps me help the town."

"I can imagine you do a lot of heavy lifting."

You let your hands run down her arms, right to her wrist, lathering it up in oil. She nodded, and you noticed she was far more relaxed, almost limp.

"Kinda yeah. Just yesterday I helped bring my neighbors donkeys back into the barn. They get out a lot."

"Oh you herded them?"

Luisa snorted.

"Nope. They're stubborn as. Well. Donkeys. I carried them."

"...like, one at a time?"

"No? All of them. Why waste time like that? It was only ten of 'em."

You let your palms dig into her shoulders, and you tried not to whistle.

"Geez honey-show me your work out routine!"

"Can give you some private work out sessions if you want. Could be fun."

Maybe you were reading too much into it. Maybe it was the fact that your oiled hands caressed her frame, fingertips brushing against her breasts. But to you, it sounded like a date.

"You offer that to all the girls?"

"Only the ones that have seen me naked."

You tried not to roar in laughter. She was funny, she was cute, a little shy. You really liked that your palms pressed deep into her shoulders. You REALLY wanted to keep touching her.

"You must be a real big hit with the ladies. Not to pry, but just HOW happy is your girlfriend?"

You meant it as a joke, only for her to lightly shake her head.

"Don't have one."

"Boyfriend?"

"Nope. I mean, I've had people ask, but nothing really permanent. So...you're kinda the ONLY one who's seen me naked. I'm sorry, that's probably like a lot of-mmph."

You pushed REALLY hard on a spot in between her giant shoulder blades, really putting your weight into it. And apparently, she needed that, given the slight crack you heard. Her body was so hard to work with, not wanting to give you the satisfaction of a response, but it was still delightful. Especially when you were rewarded with an almost limp Luisa.

"No no. Not too much. I asked, you answered. Consider me honored. You have a delightful body to work with. So soft, but FIRM. It's like it's fighting me to relax. You're fascinating."

She didn't say anything in response, probably because she wasn't used to it, from what you could tell. You let her have her silence as your hands, firm yet kind, dug into her back. It trailed lower, lower, stopping just above that towel. There wasn't any tension left in those muscles of hers, and you felt good, knowing you could get a bundle of nerves like this to calm down. You kept pushing, kept rubbing, kept lathering. Her whole body was glistening In oil now, making her look like. Well. An absolute snack. You could think these things, you were a professional. Kinda.

"Hey uh. Could you do the hands too?"

"Hmm? Oh did I forgot those? My bad, honey."

You held onto one hand, digging your thumbs into her palms. It was so soft, not a single scratch on it. She had no business, having baby smooth hands to go with such strength. You made sure her hands were properly coated in oil, just enough for your hands to glide smoothly across hers. They were so big, but you no longer saw them as weapons. They were tools, for working, for holding. You switched to her other hand, and you heard a light groan escape her lips. Her hands and her arms were apparently in much need of that contact you were giving.

"That. Feels really good. I'm not gonna lie, I didn't think I'd like this."

"Oh a lot of people tell me that. I get it, the idea is uncomfortable. A stranger's oily hands touching your body like this. But, I'm proud of you for giving me a try. You're such a strong girl."

There was a pause. You thought for a minute, you hit a nerve, when cracking her knuckles seemed to force her words out of her.

"Would you uh. Say I'm good?"

She probably meant something else. Definitely not what you were thinking. But you still massaged the back of her hand, and gave it to her.

"You're a good girl, honey."

She couldn't see her face, given where it was resting, but you could practically see the steam coming out of her ears. Oh, she LIKED that. You put her hands back down to her sides, moving to her legs. They were just as strong as the rest of her, just as smooth. Your hands ran down her legs, right to the ankles. So slow, so careful, as if all this muscle would break in your grip.

"I'm gonna bend your legs a bit, tell me if anything hurts."

You took one foot, and pushed it till the ankle touched her butt. You counted to ten, before letting it go. You did the same to the other, hearing a faint groan come from her lips. You moved to her toes, doing the same thing for her hands. Rubbing, oiling, cracking. Her groans were a bit more frequent now, and you sighed in relief, not needing to use so much force to work with her. Like yarn, she was slowly starting to untangle and unravel. You finished her feet, before getting up to those glutes. They felt good, being under the mercy of your thumbs and your fingers.

"You're hot."

"W-what?"

"You're hot. Your skin is burning up. Do you need some water?"

"Oh. Uh. No, I'm. Good. Just keep going, please."

Such manners, using please. You continued, despite how her skin was quickly getting warmer.

"Let me know if this is too much, honey."

Your hands drifted up those legs further and further, pushing the towel. Not too much, just to expose her, just a bit. And you were oh so surprised to see that she was wet. Wet, and leaking a bit onto the sheet below. No one had seen her like this, touched her like this. And she wanted it, she craved for it.

"Hey uh, lady?"

"'Ma'am' works fine, honey."

"Uh. Right. Ma'am. I was gonna say if you uh. Think the towel is annoying, you can take it off. I'm comfortable."

Such a brave girl. You peeled off the towel, throwing it to the side. So full, so plump, she could smother someone with it. You let your fingertips kiss the skin, and you swore she was trying to push herself into your touch. Impatient.

"You want me to touch you here?"

"Y-yeah."

"Say it. I need to hear it. To be on the same page, of course."

She hesitated. Luisa was a good girl, she wasn't used to being so bad by saying something so lewd.

"Can you please touch me...there?"

Good enough. You poured a good amount of oil onto your hands, before letting it spill gently over her ass. You were careful, you were patient with her. You let your hands spread the warm oil around, thumbs almost digging into her cheeks as your hands softly went back and forth. Then, you placed each on on each of her cheeks, and started to rub circles into her flesh. Slow, rhythmic. It was cute, watching your now slight of touch make her squirm. Her breath was louder now, occasionally hitching, her shoulders were trying to stay still.

"Good girl, honey. Staying so still to let me work. How's it feeling?"

"Good. Yep. Good. Great. Totally not like, REALLY fucking good-i'm gonna stop now."

You chuckled. Oh she was still NERVOUS. It was like a big bad kitty being scared of a little mouse. You started to push her cheeks together, before spreading them, and doing it again and again, taunting her with the idea that you were going to touch her. You were tempted, really. It was wet, it was twitching, it was so cute looking.

But you weren't good like Luisa.

"Do me a favor, honey, get on your back."

You pulled your hand away, and although she shook a bit, she obeyed. You walked up to where her head was, looming over her. Such a nice chest, with such hard nipples. You peered down at her face, and she struggled to meet your eyes. She was nervous, and her big walls were crumbling down before you.

"It's uh. Hot in here."

It was a lame excuse for her red cheeks, but you'll take it, to save her a bit of embarrassment. You chuckled, giving her cheek a light pat. Oh even her cheeks were soft.

"Oh I understand. Now, same thing, tell me if you're uncomfortable."

You scooped up some more oil, leaning over her to start pouring it all along her frame. You tried not to giggle as she totally didn't look at your chest during this, before putting your hands on her shoulders. So big, and broad, like she was born to protect. Your hands wandered down her arms again, mainly so you could let her look at your chest. She definitely enjoyed a nice set of breasts. You couldn't falt her though, you did too.

"Hey uh. You might wanna go a little softer on these. They're uh. Sensitive."

"Oh are they, now?"

Your hands slid down to her breasts. They felt so soft in your hands, gliding your fingers across them was an absolute delight. You gave the flesh a light squeeze, and watched as her back arched. So sensitive, you couldn't stand it. Even when your oiled up fingertips just gently played with the nipples, she was struggling to keep still. Her eyes were shut now, and she was biting her bottom lip. Her oiled hands ran over her frame;past her tits, down the toned stomach, to the thighs. You kept doing this rhythmically, just making the poor thing melt underneath you.

You gave her a few close calls, your fingertips just kissing her pubic hair. And everytime, she would brace herself, and recieve nothing. You did it over and over, till the poor girl was whimpering.

"Is this sensitive too?"

You asked, right before your oiled fingers dipped between her legs, and gently slid over her soaking wet folds. She gasped, opening her eyes to look at your hand. You let her watch as your hand slid up and down, up and down, and then, she moaned. It was a moan that had been begging to be let out, begging for just a bit of a touch to let it free. Her chest was rising and falling, her lips trembled as she let out breathy exhales. You didn't do anything, aside from gently rubbing her, and yet, it looked like she wanted to cum.

But you weren't a good girl. Not like Luisa. You pulled away, and pulled both your shirt, and your top off, before swinging a leg over her, cradling her hips.

"W-whats happening-"

She got your question answered when you laid down on her, slowly running your body up and down her big, strong, oiled up frame. You stared right into her eyes during this, and just as you thought, she was getting off to it.

"Shh. It's okay. I got you, honey. Imma take good care of you. You just relax, and keep looking pretty for me."

She was so adorable when she was flustered. So adorable that she was so nervous, watching your tits slowly rub against hers. Nipple against nipple, you were too much for this poor, sensitive girl. So much so, she couldn't resist leaning forward, and kissing you. You definitely weren't expecting that, but you weren't going to say no. You weren't going to refuse such soft lips, or eager tongue. The kisses were slow, but still so loud in this normally quiet room. And so were her moans, given that you were now rubbing her folds in little circles. She pulled away in surprise, legs trying oh so hard to stay open for you.

"I w-wouldnt do that, I tend to cum like, REALLY quick a-and your fingers are in me."

She said in disbelief, as you introduced one, then two fingers into her. Next thing you knew, you were snuggled up to her, holding her face in one hand for her to recieve jaw kisses, with your other hand furiously fingering her. You were careful, but you didn't have to. Not when her mouth was open with her moans, not when her body kept squirming and wanting more and more. She was loud. Not because she was proud of it, but because it genuinely felt SO good to her.

"Oh you're gonna cum, aren't you, honey? You wanna cum on my pretty fingers?"

She nodded very quickly, taking a second to swallow.

"I wanna c-cum ma'am, please. Please please please."

Her inner walls felt SO good. You could sit here and finger her forever. But she deserved to cum. So, you added rubbing her clit to the emotions, and you cooed against her skin.

"Cum for me, like a good girl."

And that she did. You were sure everyone heard her cry out as she tightened around your fingers. You kept fingering her quickly through her orgasm, filling the room with such loud, wet sounds. When she finally finished, she went limp in your hands. She looked exhausted, sweat over her nude frame and hair quickly escaping her soft lips. You pulled your soaked fingers out of you, watching as it ran down your arm. She looked at it sheepishly.

"Sorry about the...me-"

"Open."

You made her open her mouth, before shoving your fingers inside. She took on immediately, holding your wrist in order to sweetly suck and lick all the mess away. Poor girl eye's look as if they just melted you for you. You chuckled.

"I'm VERY much looking forward to having you visit us again, and very, very soon~"

if you could interpret this gif into luisa just getting mega snuggled by the reader <33

Absolutely!

Pepa had, unfortunately, done quite a bit of ‘letting it go’ over the past week during some hard conversations with Abuela. The conversation’s needed to happen, no two ways about it. But being soaked after less than ten minutes outside wasn’t fun either.

You had insisted on following Luisa through her day, helping in whatever way you could with the various chores. One thing you were adept at was clearing the drains in the streets of debris like sticks and some errant pieces of clothing so that the water would drain more effectively. By the time you had gotten home the cold was starting to seep in and your body was starting to stiffen.

You insisted that Luisa get a bath first, effectively hiding how cold you were getting. She argued for a minute, but eventually let you nudge her toward the bathroom. You stood in the middle of her redecorated room. There was still the training course and the weights for her workouts, but her bed was newly covered with an abundance of pink and purple bedding. Her closet had been repainted from a grey color to purple with pink accents. You admired the amount of work it had taken to make her room better when you felt a set of lips brush your clammy face.

“Your turn.” She said, pushing you to the bathroom. You stood for a long time letting the hot water wash away the cold, or most of it anyway, before drying off and pulling on new clothes. Luisa lay back on her bed, book in hand. You smiled and grabbed a blanket from the end of the bed, wrapping it around yourself before resting your head on her chest.

“What are you reading?” You asked, humming softly as one of her hands started to play with your hair.

“Collection of myths from India.” Luisa said, glancing down at your face. Her brows furrowed in concern. “Are you still cold?”

“No.” You said. And then you shivered.

“No, you’re not cold, you’re freezing?” Luisa asked, a little bit of sarcasm in her tone. She shook her head and put her book to the side. She lifted you onto her chest, her arms resting on top of you. You snuggled into her warmth, sighing softly.

“Better?” She asked, kissing the top of your head.

“Mmhmm.” You said, starting to feel a little sleepy.

“D’you want me to read to you?”

“Mmhmm.”

“As you wish.” She whispered, before picking her book up and starting at the beginning.

gays won't kiss right away they'd be like

Would you be able to write some spicy HC about encantos Luisa and fem!reader?? I literally cannot find anything for her anywhere and im literally so in love :((

Luisa Madrigal x F!Reader

Flowers and Coffee

warning(s): slight spoilers for Encanto, Luisa struggling with self-worth

Luisa had always made everyone feel welcome to talk to her about anything that was bothering them. If she could, she would fix it and make sure that the person was happy before she was satisfied. But, Luisa never had anyone to talk to, and never told anyone just how much pressure she was under. Recently, Luisa had fallen for a really beautiful woman, (Y/n). She would watch her from afar, usually nervous that her strength would overwhelm her and kept her distance. But one day, (Y/n) had asked for Luisa’s help, which Luisa just couldn’t decline.

“Luisa, do you think you could help me with these flowers? Isabela insisted that she needed them for tonight.” (Y/n) stated, presenting lovely flowers to Luisa.

Luisa was confused, wondering why (Y/n) would ask for her help, especially since flowers could be very fragile. But, she nodded, too nervous to speak as she took the flowers, carefully holding them against her chest as (Y/n) took Luisa’s free hand, leading her to where she needed the flowers to be. Luisa felt a smile spread across her face, mostly because (Y/n) was holding her hand, and she wished she could treasure the moment forever.

“Alright, Luisa! Right here is good, thank you so much.” (Y/n) stated, taking the flowers and setting them in a large flower pot, making sure they were all arranged correctly before she looked up to Luisa.

“I was wondering, would you be up for a date with me, tomorrow possibly? It doesn’t have to be anything special, but I thought maybe a coffee date?” (Y/n) asked, and laughed when Luisa eagerly nodded.

“Alright, I’ll see you then, Luisa.” (Y/n) stated, pressing a kiss to Luisa’s cheek, which made Luisa feel weak in the best way possible.

(Y/n) eventually left, leaving Luisa excited for their date.

~fin~

author’s note: this was really sweet! my inbox is pretty much a void rn, so feel free to send more requests! i also write for marvel, slashers, harry potter, and many more! <3

You and Sevika share a rare moment of intimacy...

Fandom: Arcane (League of Legends)

Pairing: Sevika x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mostly innocent and fluffy, mentions of alcohol and nudity, Sevika is a bit touch-starved

Word Count: 3,700~

Notes: I wanted to write something involving bathing again but keep it innocence this time! Besides a couple of touches and some flirting this is pretty much just a fluffy excuse to write Sevika getting her hair washed and combed 🤧 I hope you enjoy reading this ❤️

My Arcane masterlist

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Your day started off early with you crawling out of bed after having to wrestle the thick arm off of you, trying to slip away without making any noise, your eyes glancing towards the sleeping giant, making sure she was still deep in slumber, listening to the soft breathing from your partner.

Slowly you made your way into the bathroom to collect a couple of things to prepare Sevika a surprise, wanting to do something nice for her for a while now but never being able to be the first one to wake up because her sleep schedule was horrendous...

Silco had been making her run errands everyday for almost a week now after a rather annoyingly well-planned attack by the Firelight on a couple of shipments, having to tie up loose ends and make new orders of Shimmer as well as gather a group to protect new cargo.

Sevika liked to be useful and never had any problems with working but after a couple of days, you could tell she was growing a little more tired and looked grumpier than usual so you thought the first chance you got to catch her with a day or you would help her relax!

So there you were -- sneaking around between the bedroom and bathroom, collecting towels and fresh clothes, gathering your best soaps and the fanciest shampoo you had and carrying a bottle of expensive scotch you managed to convince Silco into giving you despite hating the fact Sevika often drank first thing in the morning because you knew it would make her happy…

With everything prepared for a good session of pampering your lover, all that was left was waking her up and hope she would accept your offer to take care of her. It wouldn't be easy because she could be quite stubborn about letting others do things for her sometimes but you knew her long enough to be able to change her mind after a bit of smooth-talk and your best puppy-eyes.

You walked back into the bedroom with a soft smile in your face, moving closer to the bed to crawl onto of the hench-woman, pressing kisses to the blue scars on her face, threading fingers through her loose hair, softly whispering her name, trying to get your drowsy partner to wake up.

"Rise and shine, grumpy-head…" you cooed, your lips showering Sevika's scars in soft kisses, slowly brushing lower to the corner of her mouth, smiling against her lips, feeling them twitch a little.

The faint whirring from the metal prosthetic mixed with quiet murmurs as she started to wake up, her body moving slightly underneath you as you kept calling her name between smoochies, feeling her start to turn as she rolled onto her back.

"What time is it?" Sevika groaned, eyes still closed which you gave soft kisses to, hearing her hum.

"It's time to wake up," you giggled, watching her mouth curve into a small pout. You kissed it too, feeling her mouth twitching against your lips.

"No," she groaned, throwing her arm over you and rolling onto her side and then onto you, trapping you between her muscular front and the bed.

"Sev…you're not staying in bed all day." You huffed, her nose pressing into your cheek making you laugh softly as she hugged you tighter.

"Hmm, why not?" She murmured, showing no sign of getting up or letting you go...not that you didn't enjoy being held this close but you had plans for the day and needed time to do everything!

"Because I have a surprise for you," you smiled, turning your head to the side to watch her raise hers a bit, eyes looking down at you. She pursed her lips and hummed, the arm around your waist traveling a bit up for her hand to cup your face.

"You know I hate surprises," Sevika mumbled and though her expression was blank, you knew she'd never really reject something given by you…

"What don't you hate?" You teased, poking her cheek, seeing eyes squinting at you, her mouth curving into a smirk as she leaned closer, lips ghosting over yours but never truly touching.

"Staying in bed until noon when I finally get a day off is at the top of my no-hate list right now," she chuckled, going to move away but stopped by your arms wrapping around her neck, pulling her back down so you could kiss her on the lips.

Sevika exhaled through her nose and hummed, closing her eyes to indulge in the softness of your mouth, making you melt underneath her with a little sigh, her body always so strong and warm, making you feel tiny and so incredibly safe…

When her teeth touched your bottom lip and her tongue came out to play, you shook a little, your body wanting to stay but your brain screaming for you to cut the kiss short or your plans would go out the window the moment you allowed yourself to stay in bed with the woman...not that you were against spending the day like this but all of your hard-work to prepare her a nice date was more important right now…though later you could give her some other kind of attention, of course…

Pulling away with flushed cheeks, you pressed a fingertip against her lips, a grunt leaving her, gray eyes peering down at you, a dark brow raised.

"Not so fast, hot stuff," you giggled at her pout, her body pressing down to make you feel her weight, a slight crush that made you squeak. "N-not now, I have other plans first! Sevika, please…" you gave her a stern look but she only snorted, rolling off of you to sit on the bed, scratching at her back.

"You're telling me breakfast in bed wasn't the surprise?" Sevika smirked, the emphasis on the words mixed with her playful stare making your face feel warmer, pulling a soft laugh from her.

"You're awful, you know that?" You groaned, pushing yourself upwards to sit next to her, your fingertips pressing gently down on the muscle around the prosthetic. "But no, I have other less obscene plans for you," you smiled, looking up at her with your best soft eyes so there was no way she would tell you to let her sleep some more.

"Stop giving me those eyes…" Sevika groaned, looking away for a second but glancing back at you to see if you had stopped, your smile only growing wider as you fluttered your lashes.

"Fine! I'm up!" She threw her hand in the air and pushed herself off the bed, her muscular back in full view, distracting you for a while until you saw her looking for some clothes and you quickly ran to hug her back with your arms around her waist.

"No need to get dressed," you grinned up at her, pressing a kiss to her back before taking her hand and pulling on it. "I'm going to give you a nice hot bath first!" You chirped excitedly, feeling her follow you as you lead her towards the bathroom.

"Give me a bath?" Sevika hummed, stopping at the door, the pulling of her arm making you almost stumble backwards. "I know how to bathe myself.", She stated with a frown, making you sigh as you started to pull on her arm again, finding it impossible to get that giant woman to budge.

"You know I didn't mean it like that! I just...want you to relax while I wash you and give you a nice massage…" you trailed off for a bit, her unamused expression having no effect on your high spirits.

"Why do you want to do that?" Sevika asked, her question sounding so innocent and genuine that it caught you off-guard, making you stiffen a bit.

"Why do…? B-because you had a rough week and I want to make you feel better?" You said, tilting head to the side, watching her mouth open ever so slightly for a very faint sound to leave her.

"Oh…" the hench-woman blinked at you, taking a step forward to give you a silent sign she would let you take her into the bathroom and do as you wanted, making you wonder if your answer was that shocking that she had nothing to say to it.

Was it really that surprising that you wanted to do something nice for her? You loved her and as far as you were aware, she loved you too...thus why you started a relation… Was this not something couples did? ...maybe she wasn't used to being treated so nicely? If so then that was a little sad.

You led Sevika into the bathroom and smiled softly up at her, giving her some space to get the water running while she took a look around, the colorful soaps by the tub making her hum, eyes exploring the rest, landing on the big shampoo and then the bottle with a label she instantly recognized, her mouth curving into a smirk as she took the scotch and studied the weight of it in her large palm.

"Where'd you get this?" The woman chuckled, looking at you, your hunched form over the edge of the tub making her eyes glue themselves to the expanse of your back down to your butt, the thin shirt you had on barely hiding your body shape.

"I have my ways," you giggled, letting your fingers dip into the water to check the temperature. "I take it from your tone that you like it?" You looked over your shoulder, her heated gaze making you look back at the rising water, trying to hide your blush.

"Haven't had this stuff in years. It's hard to come by something this good," the woman stepped forwards, warm hand caressing down your back, fingertips resting near the hips, her touch leaving goosebumps on your skin. "Yeah, I like it…" she purred, enjoying the way you trembled slightly before pulling away with a soft laugh, the sound of the cork squeaking loose meaning she was going to take a sip so you looked at her just in time to catch the satisfied grin she aimed at the bottle.

"Sometimes I wonder if you like booze more than me…" you laughed, turning the water off to reach for a little bottle, squeezing some liquid into it that you used your hand to mix, small bubbles forming on the water, a nice scent slowly filling the room.

Sevika snorted, taking a step closer, setting the bottle of scotch down on the farthest edge of the tub, kept safe against the wall. "You know I like you more than anything else," she said, her own words making her eyes widen, the loving smile you gave her making the blue on her cheek glow.

You giggled because whenever her scars shined a bit brighter it meant her heart was beating faster…

"I like you too, Sev~" you grinned widely, watching her face turn away with a huff, hand reaching for the bottle to take a sip from before leaving it in the corner, attention suddenly on you as you touched her thigh and nodded towards the bubbly bath.

Sevika's eyes lingered on your hand -- it looked so small on her muscular leg and she thought it was cute. Eyes raised when you pulled away and took your shirt off, tossing it to the side, standing there with a timid smile, waiting for her to get in first.

"You sure you don't want to skip to the part of your plan where things become obscene?" She teased you, pulling a little groan from you before slipping boxers off and throwing it next to your shirt, metal hand holding onto the edge of the tub, entering the tub and raising knees so you could do the same.

"Maybe you should take another sip. You're looking kind of thirsty, Sevika," you grinned, her soft snort making you feel proud of your witty come-back. She smirked, parting her legs and curling a finger at you, calling you over. You eagerly squirmed closer, laying chest against chest, your eyes studying the gorgeous woman in front of you, feeling her arm rest over your back, the metal one hanging off the side of the tub.

There was a moment of comfortable silence between you two as you merely enjoyed the warmth of her bare skin on yours, closing your eyes with a hum to indulge in her company, your cheek resting on the space between her breasts for you to listen to the calm beating of her heart.

She did the same, throwing her head back and closing her eyes, brushing her fingertips against your back and shoulders, the occasional buzz from the metal arm keeping you both awake…

Eventually you had to pull away, remind yourself that the water wouldn't stay hot forever and you still needed to pamper your lover so, gently taking hold of her chin, you looked up at Sevika and gave her a little smile which was returned by her…

"So, can I wash your hair then?" You asked, her short nod making you let out a soft 'yay' as you squirmed backwards to let her turn around, the metal arm resting on the edge of the tub, part of it on a raised knee. Carefully you reached up to run your fingers through her dark hair, loosening it a bit more, feeling her lean head backwards before you took the shower-head and rinsed her hair with warm water as you combed it with your fingers.

Sevika hummed, a soft sound that made you feel happy, knowing she was enjoying your touches as you caressed her scalp for a bit and then took the shampoo bottle, squeezing some product into your palm to spread it on her hair, enjoying the way the smooth strands slipped between your fingers and the colorful bubbles appeared while you gave her head a massage, watching her shoulders relax.

"Does that feel nice, handsome?" You asked, her little hum making you smile a bit wider. Slowly you moved your hands away to take the shower-head again, telling her to close her eyes as you washed the shampoo off, the foam mixing with the bubbles in the bath, floating around your naked bodies.

Humming softly you turned off the shower-head and ran your fingers through her hair again, sliding them down to the back of her neck and the sides, spreading palms over strong shoulders, pressing down with a bit of force to knead at the muscles, massaging all the knots away, surprised at just how tense Sevika was even when in a warm bath in the comfort of her own home and with you.

"Let me know if I'm hurting you, okay?" You moved your hands down the width of her strong back, taking care of the muscles on her shoulder blades and then below, feeling them twitching under your careful touches and relaxing.

Her body started to lean backwards against your palms as you caressed up your lover's back, squeezing broad shoulders, one hand resting on the scarred tissue next to the prosthetic, the other brushing along the length of her right arm, palming at the thick bicep, fingertips teasing over dark skin on their way towards her hand as you pressed up against her back and leaned on her, linking fingers with Sevika, feeling her squirm against you a bit.

You started to kiss her damp skin, the slight tension in her body from the surprise touch easing up soon after as you showered inch after inch in affection, the silence from the woman making you wonder if she was enjoying it or merely indulging you...but still you continued, lips pressing onto the back of her neck and to each shoulder, a hand caressing her scarred side, the other pulling Sevika closer, fingers spreading over muscular stomach, brushing up between her breasts to feel her chest swell with an inhale and returning to a shoulder, both arms around her pulling body towards you, a bit of stubbornness from you eventually making her lay against you.

Gently you caressed her skin, the marred flesh on the left side given more attention with brushes from your fingertips, applying pressure, loving on those blue lines for a while before you caressed over her collarbones and gave light touches to below her breasts, feeling her take in a deep breath and release it with a sigh when you turned your head to be able to kiss her cheek, nuzzling the scars with your nose, letting lips linger on the corner of her mouth which twitched slightly.

Sevika was incredibly quiet and her eyes were closed during everything, her scarred cheek pressing closer against yours, prosthetic resting over your raised knee instead, the metal claw giving it a careful squeeze, powerful back resting against your soft front. You held her for a moment then, finding Sevika's weight against you oddly comforting and her beyond peaceful expression a sign she was actually enjoying your touches.

She'd never been the overly vocal type, not finding the need to fill silence with meaningless conversation and you learned to accept that part of her and how to enjoy the quiet moments.

It was nice...being able to hold her like this...

You were usually the one who was in her arms so this felt different but in a good way. She was like a nice warm blanket and she seemed more relaxed than you normally saw her. If you knew it would be so peaceful having her like this, without any second intentions, without any sexual touches, without the need to be physically intimate, you would have done something like this more often…

It was such a shame the water started to cool down because you would have stayed with Sevika in your arms for the rest of the day if you could but a small murmur of your name made you sigh and let go to watch her straighten up a bit, unable to see her face properly but noticing the faint pulse from the blue on her scarred side, smiling softly.

Oh, she liked being hugged ~

She'd never admit it but you knew her well enough to tell her lack of teasing, flirting and quirky remarks or smirks was proof you managed to hit a soft spot and she was just trying to act all tough!

You chuckled and leaned forwards, hugging her again, the sudden contact making her squeeze the bar of soap in her hand, the poor thing slipping up and landing in the water with a loud, wet plop. She groaned and searched for it, making sure to hide her face from you, though you had a feeling you knew why. Making Sevika flustered was incredibly rare but it had happened a few times before when you managed to catch her off-guard with a kiss or by telling her you loved her with that sweet and far too genuine smile that always made her melt…

"You know, you're not as grumpy as you like to have others believe~" you teased, pressing a kiss to the back of her neck and then ear to whisper for her to hand you the soap because you were not done washing her. She groaned loudly but you felt her slide the soap into your palm and slouch a bit, her head lowered, eyes on the water, the corners of her mouth curving slightly into a brief smile you barely caught had you not been so enamored by the way you girlfriend tried so hard to look cool.

Giggling softly you lathered her with the soap and washed everything you could reach until you felt the water was becoming uncomfortable and you had to step out, watching Sevika do the same. A towel was wrapped around you and then a larger one around her, smaller cloth used to dry up any parts of the prosthetic that had gotten wet before turning attention back to her, drying her skin, a soft smile on your face making her stare down at you.

"Don't forget your bottle," you poked her on the stomach, turning towards the bath to let the water drain and put the soaps and shampoo bottle back in place. You straightened up after collecting the loose clothes from the floor and felt something around you; warm skin touching your shoulders, a strong arm pulling you backwards against a large body, a metal arm resting over your stomach.

Sevika gave you a hug, a sudden one...but a nice, tight one. You felt it was her way of showing you gratitude and relaxed against her, letting her hold you for as long as she wanted, the embrace only ending with the press of her lips to your temple.

"This was nice," she mumbled, reaching for the bottle, looking at it for a moment before choosing not to drink anymore, something that made you smile wider. "Alright, princess…" she smirked, her usual demeanor returning, confidence making her adjust her posture. "Is breakfast part of your plans?" She chuckled and you wrapped your hand around her metal one, caressing the digits even though you knew she couldn't feel anything.

"Depends on what you want for breakfast," you teased, laughing softly at your words, your smile faltering when she stepped closer to tower over you, her eyes glancing at where the towel began, the soft material wrapped around your chest…

"Yeah, I know what I want," Sevika purred, her deeper voice and darker eyes making you flush, fingers squeezing her metal hand. Her mouth twitched and she chuckled, stepping back, her amusement evident in the playful smile she had.

"Ugh...you really are the absolute worst!" You squeaked, letting go of her prosthetic to reach for some clean clothes, tossing them at Sevika's face.

She laughed and gave a shrug, "You love me."

You pursed your lips, narrowing eyes at her as she peeked between the pant legs resting on her head. "...I do," you smiled, her smirk turning to a pout, gray eyes looking away for a few seconds.

"You don't have to say it back," you snorted.

Sevika blinked back at you, chewing on her bottom lip. Voice was quiet and shy but you saw her lips move and heard her murmur; "I love you too, princess…" before she turned her back on you and started to get dressed, the scars glowing a strong blue, their shine making you smile.