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Sevika had been gone for hours, not unusual considering her line of work. But tonight, you were particularly impatient as she was usually home in time to cuddle you to sleep. You rolled around in the sheets, frustration burrowing deep in your bones. In her defense, she did tell you not to wait up. But you didn't take her advice to heart knowing that since you had met her, it had become impossible to sleep alone so it was silly to try.
The large mattress felt ten times bigger without her in it. Your body laid curled inside of itself in the center of the bed, blankets bundled up around your shoulders. A loud sigh left your lips, unable to fall asleep without the lullaby of Sevika obnoxiously snoring next to you.
You missed her body. Her warm comforting body that pressed up against you as you both drifted asleep. To soothe yourself, you tried to imagine her strong arms wrapped around your waist. Her movements were embedded into your brain, if you tried hard enough you swore you could feel her phantom touch even if she wasn't there.
The lethargic beating of her heart echoed in your head, but it only made you more frustrated as it just reminded you that she still wasn't there. You flopped to your back, tossing the covers down your overheating body, letting them pool around your waist.
You couldn't explain your next movements, maybe your body was compelled by sheer boredom, maybe it was controlled by your wandering thoughts of Sevika. Her slow heartbeat in your head turned into her low grunts that you loved to bathe in. You couldn't stop your filthy mind from drifting into a state of need. You quickly threw the baggy shirt you were wearing across the bed.
Your eyes so vividly illustrated her flexing arms as she held herself above you. You couldn't hold back your hand from trailing in between your legs even if you wanted to. They had a mind of their own as your fingers pulled your panties down. You closed your eyes, tilting your head back as you focused on the thoughts running through your mind. As your fingers grazed between your wet folds, one leg stretched down the bed, your other leg raising just slightly to open yourself up. The covers formed a tent over the lower half of your body, hiding your sinful acts from the empty room.
You tried to imitate the way Sevika would touch you, teasing your own clit in the same sadistic way she would. You quietly moaned Sevika's name. It got you going for a minute, you could feel yourself becoming achingly wet as you rubbed agonizing circles around your clit. But ultimately, your touch fell flat compared to Sevika's skilled fingers.
You weren't going to leave yourself hanging dry just yet though, still trying to build your orgasm as you rubbed directly against your clit. You dipped your fingers down to your hole, slowly inserting one deep inside of you.
Quietly behind your moans of Sevika's name, you swore you could hear the clicking of her lighter that she was always flipping in her hands. You chalked it up to your vivid imagination as you continued to thrust your finger inside of yourself. With your eyes still closed you tried to envision your hand as Sevika's, failing to convince yourself that it was her thick and long fingers inside of you.
You rolled your bottom lip between your teeth, unable to evoke moans from yourself the way Sevika could. Discontent by the lack of sensation as you pumped your finger inside of yourself, you withdrew your hand. Sighing loudly as you let your body deflate dramatically against the bed. Now you were just annoyed. Horny and annoyed.
"Well, that was interesting."
You just about jumped out of the bed as the sound of Sevika's voice filtered through the room. You raised your upper body straight in the air and your eyes sprang open, face flushed with embarrassment as you racked your brain to recall what she saw. How long had she been standing there? More importantly, how did you not hear her heavy ass boots walking through the apartment? You gripped the sheets over your bare chest even though it was nothing new to Sevika.
She was leaned against the doorway, obviously holding back her taunting laughs at your shocked expression as her lips pulled tightly against her face. She had an amused glimmer in her eye, enjoying every moment as she teased you. She had one leg across the other, her arms folded against her chest, seemingly standing there long enough to get comfy as she enjoyed the free show. Your eyes fell on the lighter that was being flipped open and closed in her hand, at least you knew you weren't imagining things.
Your embarrassment only deepened as you realized she just watched you try and miserably fail at fucking yourself. You didn't know what to say, attempting to speak but only being able to mutter out incoherent broken words before choking out a solid sentence.
"How long were you standing there?" You whispered softly, unable to look her in the eyes. She grinned; body still planted against the doorway.
"Long enough. But by all means, don't let me stop you."
She lifted herself from her leaned back position, walking leisurely towards the chair tucked into your desk. With one hand she dragged it across the floor with ease, propping it just next to the bed. You watched silently as she plopped down in the chair and crossed one leg against her knee. She dug in her pocket for a cigar, popping it in her mouth and clicking the flame ablaze. She cupped her mechanical hand around the delicate flame, cradling it close to the cigar and letting it catch fire.
You suddenly felt very shy as she sat there with an expectant look on her face. Your grip on the covers loosened, letting them fall to your waist.
"It wasn't a request." Her expression suddenly replaced by a serious gaze and her tone lacking the playfulness it had just a moment ago.
It was insane how quickly she could turn. Just by lowering her voice or squinting her eyes just the right way she could establish her dominance over you. She hung her prosthetic arm against the back of the chair, her other arm hanging on the arm of the chair as she cradled her burning cigar.
Your chest buzzed with that excitement that you lacked moments ago. Her gaze heavy and hot on your body as you laid back down and snaked your hand between the sheets and your body.
"Lose the sheets." Sevika stated, a puff of smoke mixing with her words as she spoke.
Your chest inflated with the thought of her watching you touch your naked body. Telling you what to do and how to do it as she sat composed on the sidelines. Following her orders you kicked the sheets down the bed, letting them pool onto the floor. You tried not to make eye contact with her, knowing you would fold immediately if you looked directly at her.
Sevika had other plan's though, reveling in the way she could force you to keep her gaze as she told you what to do.
"Look at me."
You squeezed your eyes shut for a moment, trying to collect yourself before giving in to her command. Apparently, you took too long, judging by the way she kicked the side of the bed with her foot before lowering her voice to scold you.
"Hey, look at me." She said it harsher this time, an underlying threat if she had to tell you again. With the light shake of the bed and her demanding tone, you quickly craned your head. Your weakening state shined through your lidded eyes. She was leaned forwards, arms rested against her knees and her eyes locked with a cold hard stare.
"If you're cumming tonight, it's only because I let you." She brought the cigar back up to her lips, taking another long drag as if she didn't just say the filthiest words like it was a bible verse. She leaned back into the chair, satisfied with your obedient gaze.
Your hand hovered just over your throbbing cunt, knowing better than to touch yourself without permission from Sevika.
"Do you understand?" She spoke to you like you were stupid, enouncing her words slowly and raising her eyebrows expecting a verbal answer.
You promptly reassured her by uttering out the words I understand. Sevika stayed silent for a moment, watching you wither against the sheets as you waited for instructions. You secretly loved when her sadistic side peeked out. The thought of her torturing you with pleasure just because she can made your stomach twist with want.
You scrunched your eyes together, silently pleading for mercy as she stared at you calmly.
"Touch yourself." Sevika stated.
With no hesitation you rubbed against your clit, your cunt was beyond wetter than before. Just her sitting next to you helped you mindlessly find pleasure better. You dragged your fingers down to your gaping hole, getting carried away as your back arched in pleasure.
"I didn't say you could finger yourself." Sevika's threatening voice drifted through the air.
You stilled your fingers just before they entered inside of you. Your blinks became slower and heavier as you struggled to keep your eyes on Sevika. She watched intensely as your fingers grazed against your clit. Soft whimpers filled the room as your orgasm boiled over and your fingers moved at a quicker pace. They moved in fast and messy circles around your clit, pleasure chasing through your abdomen.
She didn't give you any further commands. She could tell you were close, the stutter of your hips and the grimace on your face all telltale signs of your growing orgasm. Playing mind tricks with your dazed state, she continued to stay silent. Observing if you would continue to touch yourself until you came or if you would slow down and wait for her instructions.
You didn't know how much longer you could last, eyes frantically communicating to her that you were achingly close. However, your panicked gaze went unnoticed as she continued to stare between your legs. Her sculpted cheeks sucked in as she brought the cigarette up to her lips. Her hands moved slow as she wrapped her fingers around the thin brown paper. Sevika was sin itself as she sat there, not even really trying but still dripping lust as she watched you.
You closed your eyes, seeing bright spots as your body folded in on itself and your fingers became sticky with your own cum. Your loud gasps filled the room unashamedly. Sevika smiled as she watched the curves of your body rise off the bed, body tensing in the air as you rode out your orgasm.
Your hips twitched as your lazily brushed against your clit, slowing your movements now that you had come.
"Are you having trouble listening? I didn't say you could stop."
Your eyes sprang open, eyebrows stitched together as you searched her face for any indication of a joke.
Seeing she was dead serious; you hesitantly moved your fingers again. Your clit was already so sensitive, but it pulsed tenderly as pleasure continued to travel through your body with every stroke of your fingers. You ached for relief on your clit, only this time it was relief from pleasure. Hoping to escape some of the overwhelming sensation in your body, you closed your eyes.
"Since you were so eager to come while I was away, lucky for you, you get to come again." A smug grin spread across Sevika's face as she took immense pleasure in hearing your pained whines.
"Even though you really didn't deserve the first one." She chided, watching the way your brows furrowed and your mouth sat slightly ajar.
Opening your eyes just in time to see her tap her cigar in the air, letting ash fall to the floor. Watching her sit so calm and relaxed in the chair as you fell apart against the sheets only propelled your second orgasm.
"Finger yourself. One." She puffed a cloud of smoke your way, the thick smoke fading into the air before it could reach you. The scent of tobacco and sex filled the room; the two smells mixing together and complimenting each note in the respective scents.
Grateful for the break against your clit, you edged one finger inside of yourself. Your wet soft walls enveloped your finger, drawing you deeper inside of yourself. As the joint of your finger brushed against the sensitive rim of your hole, you pushed it even further. Not stopping until the base of your finger sat against your pulsing entrance. Your legs opened wide; you wrapped your free hand under your knee to keep Sevika's view open.
Your fingernails dug into your skin, taking out your overwhelming sensation of pleasure on yourself. You withdrew your finger and angled it upwards. It brushed against that one knee-weakening spot, causing you to moan unrestrained. Chasing that moment of bliss, you pumped it slowly against that spot, unsure of how much more you could take.
Sevika noticed your achingly slow pace, too slow for her own taste.
"Faster." She demanded, the one word causing you to cry aloud.
Obediently, you pressed your finger against the bundle of nerves with quicker speed. Your hips tilted up and your stomach hollowed. On your own fingers you came once more, a quicker and more expressive orgasm than your first. The sensation felt louder. Your moans became high pitched as your body was telling you too much, but your mind was only filled with Sevika's voice telling you to continue. You didn't stop your finger, instead slowing it just a little.
"That was pathetically quick."
You breathed heavily, glancing up at Sevika through your closing eyes. She smiled as she taunted you, a sickly hot smile that almost made you believe you could come again. You whined as your finger still pumped inside of you, waiting for Sevika to tell you what to do next. You once felt full with one finger, but now you clenched loosely around it, needing more to fill you up.
"Were you thinking of me when you touched yourself while I was gone?" Sevika grinned, already knowing the answer as she watched long enough to hear you moan her name.
You opened your eyes when you connected the dots to her statement. Face flushed as you stayed quiet besides your light whimpers. Sevika stood up from her seat, stubbing the cigar into the ashtray on the bedside table. Her large frame leaned over the bed, her hand gripping your face as she examined you.
"Add a second finger."
You breathed deeply, regretting your earlier impatience as she was now drawing out a third orgasm from your tired body. You pulled out your first finger and edged a second finger next to it, opening yourself up with a slight stretch. Your entire body reacted, hand grasping around your leg, pulling it up to your chest. Using her firm grip on your jaw, she turned your face as she admired your pretty fucked out expression.
"Tell me. What were you thinking about?" Sevika didn't want you to leave out any details, itching to know exactly what thoughts of her lingered in your mind when she wasn't there.
You felt foggy, not even sure you could communicate with proper words as she rubbed her thumb against your bottom lip.
"You. Everything. Your arms. Your fingers. Your moans." Surprised you could muster out even those simple and short sentences, you closed your eyes.
Concentrating on breathing as you thrusted your fingers inside of your dripping cunt. You were soft, clenching around yourself as pleasure sprang up your body. Fingers covered in your own juices as you craned them against your sensitive walls.
Sevika indulged in your broken cries, pride swelling in her chest as she was able to take you somewhere that you couldn't go alone. All while just barely touching you.
"You want my fingers?"
They pressed harshly into your cheeks, teasing you as you ached for them even in your fucked out state. Words uncontrollable as you whined yes and please, getting louder by the second. Sevika hushed you, putting two fingers into your mouth, pushing them in and pulling them out as you desperately licked around them.
"Come one more time, then I'll give you my fingers"
You whined, trying to draw your orgasm out faster so you could feel Sevika's skilled fingers inside of you. As she stuffed her fingers in your mouth you whined against them, hips jerking up as you rammed your fingers inside of yourself. Thumb messily rubbing against your clit as best as it could. A choked gasp left your lips, another short orgasm pulling through your chest and down your abdomen.
Sevika grinned and praised you as you tried to catch your breath. Showering you in pleasure until it was just too much was her favorite thing to do.
A trail of spit connected between you as she withdrew her fingers. With ease she turned your body, your lower half just barely dangled on the edge. Your fingers stilled inside of you, only moving when Sevika grabbed onto your wrist and helped guide your hand out.
"Clean them." She ordered, letting go of your hand and cupping the back of your knees in her embrace as she lowered herself to the floor. You brought your cum covered fingers up to your mouth, sucking them clean and putting on a show for Sevika who watched keenly from between your legs. You popped them out from your mouth, instantly bringing your hand down to the sheets to wring the material in your hands.
Wasting no time, she twisted her tongue along your glistening folds, the tip moving up and down against your most sensitive areas. Your hips buckled; stomach caving in as your body's only reaction to the overstimulating sensation was to squirm away. She craned your legs up against your chest, stretching your body as you moved her tongue skillfully and quickly.
One hand left your leg, forcing you to keep it out of the way without her steady hold on it. When the soft pad of her finger edged around your gaping hole you gasped, the vibrations of your hums echoed in your throat. Her deep breaths ghosted long your clit, lips parting over the sensitive area as she edged two fingers inside of you. With your walls so loose with arousal she was able to slide them in easily.
Her nose brushed against your skin as she moved her mouth against your clit, alternating between sucking and licking at the swollen area. Your cum covered her tongue as she lapped agonizing circles around your clit. Your eyes started to blur with tears, exactly what Sevika was hoping for as she glanced up at the sound of your pained sobs. Arrogance going straight to her head as she refocused on pleasing you.
Her fingers felt fuller than yours did, reaching deep inside of you and grazing sensitive walls that you couldn't even reach. She pumped with a quick speed, massaging your most tender areas causing you to writhe underneath her. You couldn't decide if you wanted to beg her to stop or beg her to keep going. It didn't take long for your body to decide for you though. Your head tilted far back against the pillow, chest expanding as you gasped for air. Another dry and hot orgasm ripped through your body. At the same time, thin tracks of tears fell down the curve of your cheeks, pooling around your lower lip.
You groaned in pleasure when Sevika didn't slow down, still draining you of every last drop of satisfaction in your body.
"Please Sevika, too much." You weakly cried, hoping she would choose to listen.
"Isn't this what you wanted?" She teased, slowing her fingers but still forcefully curling them inside of you. She brought her lips to the inside of your thigh. Soft and wet lips pulsing against your skin. Nibbling lightly over the areas that she sank her lips into. This was more for her enjoyment; there was nothing like waking up the morning after and gazing at the bruises and marks she left on your body. Claiming you as hers and having evidence to prove it.
You begged for mercy; the same way a sinner would beg for mercy at the gates of hell. Hell couldn't have been hotter than Sevika's eyes though. Her hauntingly cold grey eyes bore holes into your body as she watched you squirm and twitch against the mattress.
Warmness spread through your body, a pang in your abdomen with each soft push of her curled fingers. You begged once more, under her mercy if she had any. Seeing you really couldn't take anymore, Sevika pecked a light kiss on your leg and slowly removed her fingers. You sighed with relief, clenching around emptiness as her fingertip grazed along the outside of your sore hole.
"I'll stop, but I get to fuck you with the strap you after you've rested." Sevika bartered.
You closed your eyes and lightly laughed; she didn't sugar coat her words one bit. Sevika could go for hours if she wanted to. Even though you couldn't handle it right now, just the thought of Sevika holding you down while fucking you almost drew a fifth orgasm through your body. Licking your dry lips, you nodded your head, eager for when your body wasn't so sensitive.
Sevika still trailed her lips over your body, lazily licking and sucking where she wanted to paint love bites on your skin while using her tongue as a brush. She wasn't even doing it to turn you on; she just did it because she wanted to and she could. You intertwined your fingers in her hair, lightly massaging her scalp as she moved her lips across your stomach.
When she was satisfied with her markings on your skin, she lightly pecked a gentle kiss on each one, resting her cheek on your stomach as she let you continue to run your fingers through her hair. You were enjoying the silence of being in her presence when Sevika interrupted the moment.
"Are you ready yet?" Her thumb rubbed soft circles into your hip.
You groaned when you realized what she was implying. Playfully, you grabbed the pillow next to you, swinging it against that filthy head of hers. Sevika let out a grunt as the pillow hit her face and fell to the floor. You turned around, lying flat on your stomach as she lifted herself from your body.
"What? I let you rest." She defended. You laughed and buried your head into the pillows, hiding your burning face from her.