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Sevika visited you often. She liked that you weren’t exceptionally flashy or loud. You were a bit mouthy but she liked that about you, too. She liked that you were confident in your abilities and held your ground when needed. This was your job after all, and you were allowed to have boundaries that even she wouldn’t dare cross. Sevika was a bad woman in many ways, but taking advantage of women in your position wasn’t one.
Your first couple sessions were spent sprawled across the bed as she did whatever she wanted with you. She got off on being in charge. The time spent with her usually consisted of teasing you until you were a withering mess. Then she would eat you out and fuck you with her organic hand to the point you saw stars. She never touched you with her mechanical arm, though. Not once. Not in the beginning at least.
Sevika was actually, well definitely, your favorite client. She was respectful and always made sure to make you feel good. She payed well and tipped even better, leaving you enough for one months rent on just one visit. Though she didn’t have to. You’ve met many an asshole, taking what they want without a shred of respect and barely paying what you were owed. Deep down there was a bit of guilt swirling around in your gut for enjoying spending time with Silco’s number two. But a job was a job, and a client was a client.
After about a month and half of seeing each other Sevika requested the Ruby Suite. It was the most expensive and most luxurious room in the Gardens. Decadent fabrics in orange and red tones were draped along the walls, candles covered almost every flat surface, making themselves the sole providers of light. A round bed with furs and blankets enough to make Piltover jealous sat off to one side. A beautiful ruby red velvet couch sat front and center as soon as you walked in; with a crystal table to the very front of it. There was a door to the other side of the bed, leading to what you knew was a bathroom filled to the brim with expensive oils and soaps. Some clients liked to be pampered after or before they were well fucked. Not that you minded, it meant most of the time you got to use the oils and soaps as well.
You sat on the couch, waiting. Legs pulled under you and elbow resting on the arm of the couch so your chin rested in your hand. Sevika would be here soon, she never tarried long. And speak of the devil, just as you suspected you heard her heavy footfalls stop outside the door, knocking twice before entering. You stood, smoothing out your dress with a soft smile. The first thing you noticed was that she was carrying a small bag. You were beyond curious to know what was inside, a tiny part of you hoping it wasn’t a weapon to end your life. Maybe she thought you weren’t useful anymore. No, she would never. You could tell she was fond of you with her small smiles and gentle touches. So what else could it be?
“Hello, doll,” she greeted with a smile of her own, walking further into the room so she could take your chin and pull you into a mind-numbing kiss. She just walked in and she was already making your head spin.
“What’s in the bag? Something for me?” You teased once she broke the kiss. A smirk took over her full lips as she perched herself on the couch and laid the bag in her lap.
“Yes and no. It’s actually… more for me. I was hoping we could try something. I would compensate you handsomely, of course,” now you really were curious, humming as you stepped over to her and sat on the arm of the couch. It wasn’t unusual for clients to sometimes bring food or special clothing with them. People got off on using food or having their partners dressing a certain way. Perhaps it was something along those lines.
After a beat she kissed the inside of your knee and began opening the bag carefully. First she pulled out a bottle of something, looked to be oil. That would most definitely be forgotten about. Then it was black straps with… something connect to it? You couldn’t get a good look until she pulled it out all the way, causing your breath to catch in your throat. It was a strap on. A rather large one at that. Did she want to use it on you? You didn’t even know if you could take it.
“I see that look on your face, I have no plans using it on you. Not today,” she said, eyes shining with a tad bit of amusement. You let out a breath, nodding as your eyes stayed glued to it. “I was… hoping you could use it on me.” You broke eye contact with the object in her hand, swallowing as her words sunk in. You definitely weren’t going to tell her no, the thought of seeing her come unraveled was enough to make you squeeze your thighs together.
“I see. How would you like me?”
“I want you to undress, then I want you to put this on and sit where I’m sitting now. I want to ride you,” she said, stormy eyes piercing into yours. You nodded, brain short circuiting as you hopped off the couch to follow her requests. You began to undress. Giving her a show, of course, slowly running your hands up your thighs so the thin dress rode up. As it did you hooked your fingers into the sides of your underwear, pulling them down and stepping out of them. Sevika’s eyes grew dark, lips pressed into a smirk. You grinned, feeling heat pool in the pit of your stomach. Your own eyes shining with mischief as you tossed the underwear at her. She caught them with her organic hand, bringing them to her nose and inhaling deeply. The sight alone was enough to make you soaked. She beckoned you over with her mechanical hand, using her index finger in a come hither motion. You obeyed easily, standing directly in front of her. She inhaled one last time, throwing the underwear to the side as she hooked her arm around your back and pulled you closer. She let go once you were where she wanted you, pushing your dress up to your breasts and holding it there.
“You’re more addictive than shimmer. I don’t think I could ever stay away,” she breathed, kissing your pubic mound and trailing down until she could lick a broad stripe through your folds. Your knees buckled, gripping onto her shoulder for support as a surprised yelp left your throat. She hummed, continuing to lick and suck for a moment before pulling away. Gods, how you became her favorite you’ll never know.
You backed away again, deciding that was enough teasing for now. You peeled out of your dress in one smooth motion and plucked the harness from the couch. You slipped it over your legs, Sevika leaning forward to help you adjust it properly. Once it was correct she stood, trading places. You sat, eyes following her as she undressed herself. Typically you would help but it seems she doesn’t want it today. Not that you mind, getting to watch such a woman undress in front of you is a sight you’ll never tire of. Piece by piece her clothing fell away, first the cloak she kept around her mechanical arm, then her boots and pants and underwear. She unfastened her shirt, leaving it like that because she was in a hurry, quite clearly. Though a small part of you wished for her to take it off. There were more scars like the ones on her face running along her collarbone and even her side and breast. You adored her scars, thinking they added to how incredibly hot she was. But just seeing her exposed chest would have to do for now. You could see her cleavage, wanting to lick between and over and catch a pert nipple between your lips. You had learned over the time you spent together that her breasts were sensitive and you took every opportunity to make sure she knew you knew.
“Gods… you leave me speechless each time.” You spoke, aching to touch her; feel her hard muscles beneath your fingers. She was a vision as she sauntered over to you, that casual gracefulness only a fighter could possess.
“I think it’s the opposite, doll.” Sevika chuckled darkly as she leaned over you. Her hands rested on the back of the couch, holding herself up so she could look down at you. Your hands moved as if they had a mind of their own, fingers trailing across her taut stomach and down to the patch of hair between her legs. She was practically dripping, gasp leaving her throat as you ran your fingers through her folds. You kept it up for only a moment, removing your fingers so you could rub the wetness on the toy currently nestled between your legs. Sevika’s eyes grew darker, pupils blown so wide only a tiny sliver of silver shown through.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” Sevika whispered, nuzzling her head in the crook of your shoulder. You felt her lay wet kisses all along the column of your neck, nipping at the soft spot behind your ear.
“I think the mess between your legs tells me all I need to know.”
“That mouth of yours.”
Sevika hummed, wishing she could give you a deep bruise on your neck for it. But she wasn’t about to get herself banned from the Gardens, not when you were there. It’s not exactly like they’d ban her anyways, knowing how much money she throws away for just you alone is more than many of the workers have ever seen in their life. Either way, she tried to keep her wits about her, letting them know she wasn’t that much of a menace. At least not to anyone who wasn’t a goon of the Chembarons or Silco.
She pressed a final kiss behind your ear, placing her knees on either side of your hips and lifting up a bit. Your eyes traveled down her body, hand moving to grip the base of the dildo. Sevika positioned herself, slowly sinking down on the large toy. Her eyes rolled back to the ceiling, air leaving her lungs in quiet gasps. A whispered “fuck” left her as well. You thought you might come right then and there just from watching her. Her cunt stretched around the black silicone of the toy, thighs straining to hold her weight. After a few moments she was fully seated in your lap, a drawn out moan spilling from her lips as she swirled her hips experimentally. Your brain was a pile of mush, eyes watching the sight in front of you like it was the last thing you’d ever see. And to be honest, you wouldn’t be upset if it was.
One of your hands settled itself on Sevika’s hip, not holding, just resting. The other trailed under her top, getting a nice handful of one of her breasts. You just wanted to feel the warm skin under your palms. She always ran hot, her body heat enough to warm you up even in the coldest of nights. “You good?” She asked, eyes finding yours once more. You nodded quickly in response, leaning forward and pressing a searing kiss to her mouth. You could feel the scars and her teeth clashing against yours as she finally, fucking finally, started to move. Her mechanical hand kept its position on the back of the couch, while her other one snaked down her stomach and to her clit. A moan bubbled up from her chest, head resting on your chest as she worked at herself furiously.
Her hips snapped down in a brutal pace, straps of the toy rubbing against you deliciously but not where you really wanted it. You gave Sevika’s nipple a teasing pinch before moving your hand away. The harness was tight and trying to get your hand under it was a bit of struggle but well worth it when your fingers found your clit. White light blossomed behind your eyes and a loud whine ripped from your throat as you rubbed your fingers in tight circles. Sevika lifted her head at the noise you made, smirking down at where your bodies joined.
“You have no clue how much I’ve thought about this exact moment,” Sevika breathed in the space between the two of voice, her voice an octave deeper than usual. “You look so pretty under me, doll. Been dreaming of getting to ride you just like this since we first met.” Her fingers on her clit rubbed faster, pace starting to falter and get messy. She noticed the pinched look on your face, how your eyebrows furrowed when you were about to come. You were close and she wanted to see you.
“C’mon, faster. I know you’re close.” She panted, voice taking on that tone she used while she was throwing around orders to Silco’s goon. You listened without a second thought, hand moving as fast as you could under the confines of the harness. Pleasure began building in your lower stomach, right between your legs before it finally exploded. You came with a scream, electricity running down your legs and arms to the tips of your fingers and toes. Your pussy throbbed, contracting with the aftershocks of your earth shattering orgasm. You pulled your hand away, bringing it to Sevika’s mouth just to teasingly rub your soaked fingers along her lips and down her chin, between her breasts all the way to her cunt; leaving a shiny trail of you in their wake. “Fucking filthy,” she whispered as you replaced her fingers with your own. You rubbed her clit with your thumb, fingers feeling around where the dildo slid in and out of her. It was disgusting in the best way possible, the fact the she had a drying trail of your cum on her and was absolutely dripping down the length of the dildo.
You kept going, noticing how jerky her movements were starting to get. She was close now, too and you wanted her to absolutely unravel. You never let up on her clit, free hand roaming to her breasts once more. She moaned at the contact, chest heaving as you squeezed and kneaded at the soft skin. You took a stiff nipple into your mouth, sucking roughly and biting gently, remembering how sensitive her breasts were. That must’ve sent her off the deep end because her hips slammed down against yours one final time, back arching as she came with a deep groan. Her whole body shuddered, convulsing with her orgasm. She was fucking gorgeous. Your hands left their current places, instead moving to wrap around her middle as she collapsed against you.
Sevika’s breathing came in short, ragged bursts for a few moments as she collected herself after what was, no doubt, one of the best orgasms of her life. “Holy shit,” she breathed, pressing kisses to your neck for the millionth time that night. You giggled at her debauched state, a sick swell of pride settling in your chest at getting to see her like this. Her hair a mess and chest shining with sweat; her eyes closed with her mouth just parted slightly. She was a beautiful woman, you couldn’t deny that.
“Holy shit is right. Don’t think I’ve cummed that hard since you were here last.” You said with a quiet laugh, loving getting a rise out of her. She grunted, eyes opening as she pulled herself to sit up and move off your lap. You unclasped the harness, pushing it down your legs and kicking it under the table to be forgotten about until later. Right now, you were both spent. Either wanting a nap or a bath or both. Maybe not exclusively in that order. Sevika’s arms snaked around your waist, pulling you close and tucking you against her chest. She kissed the top of your head, mechanical fingers leaving featherlight touches down your spine.
“I’ll draw us a bath later.”
“Later. I want to eat you out properly in a moment.”