sevika hcs is so cute
One sided love with Arcane women
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Gn!reader, angst, some violence(?), unhinged stuff just like the rest of us.
*Asks for suggestions to help with writer's block, proceeds to get even more writer's block.*
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Caitlyn:
She's always had a little crush on you.
How couldn't she? You were amazing, fantastic in every possible way. You were wonderful. Brighter than the streets of Piltover during the summer, grander than the galas and parties she had grown accustomed to.
It was a steady buildup over the years. A classical dance around the lines of platonic hugs and lingering touches. Sneaking out of parties and running down the cold streets of the topside with ruined clothes and only the lights for guidance.
She thought that having you close by would be enough.
It wasn't enough.
It was as if that feeling of want grew the longer she looked into your eyes, the tighter she hugged goodbye.
Soon enough, she lies on her bed wishing that it was you beside her and not the pillow she's clung to.
She told you in an alleyway, the moon baring witness. She couldn't see your face very well but the tone of your voice and the way you edged away from her was enough to answer her fears.
It was a bittersweet moment for you both, but Caitlyn would smile in the way she always does during parties and social events, "Hey, it's alright."
Funny how she opts to comfort you when she was the one within the bounds of breaking down.
Mel:
It was all professional at first. You worked for her, she told you what to do, you came to her once you did it.
To say that what she felt was sudden would be an understatement. She has spent so long rationalizing her own emotions that she had grown unaware of what was truly growing within her chest.
You're just someone who works for her, turned into, you're an acquaintance. Then she happened to see you more. It must have been your schedules matching up. Acquaintance turned into friend, friend...turned into something more than that but less than what she wished it would be.
Perhaps, telling you during a Hextech gathering was not the best idea. And here she was thinking that she was so smart.
Prying eyes watched as the two of you conversed like vultures pinning the weak.
They sunk their talons into her back the moment you walked away.
Jinx:
She really enjoys your company.
She really really enjoys your company.
Running around the streets of the undercity was always an adventure. Running around with you was like riding a rollercoaster, but instead of seatbelts, you're holding on to the cart for dear life.
She'll have you come down to her area. Have you watch her work on her trinkets and gimmicks and whatever she was interested in showing you. If you aren't into her kind of hobby, she'll find something else to talk about.
Talking to you was amazing. You don't cut her off, you don't jump back when she makes a grab at you and...you don't ask stupid questions. It's great.
She tells you about her life, you ask her questions that spur her on. It'll be like that for hours. Just you. Just her.
Just you and her together.
Boundaries were...certainly crossed. Even after she was told that you didn't reciprocate, she threw a little tantrum, huffed away like a little child, but she would always come right back.
It was a test. A test of seeing how much you were willing to put up with until you finally left her.
The same way everybody does.
Vi:
Stillwater was...an experience. Years of lost time that she could never get back.
Meeting you was one of the best things that could have happened to her. You didn't care that she was a criminal, you didn't care that she blamed herself for what happened in the past, the present or even the future.
Her time in stillwater had taken its toll on her. A child that was haunted by her past and had only the markings on the walls to count her days, thrown into a pit of sadistic guardsmen and bumbling hooligans. But none of that mattered to you.
To you, she was human. Nothing more, nothing less.
You helped her in ways she's always wanted someone to, in ways she never even knew you could. A loyalty strong enough to rival those topsiders and their privelege was formed between you.
Loyalty. Is what Vi would have called it. Loyalty in a form that included drunken cuddles and late night discussions about everything and anything. Loyalty that skipped over the bounds of another similar word Vi was too scared to say.
When she does. Loyalty soon turns into regret. Regret turns into fear. Fear sparks the embers that light the fire of anger.
The walls build up, but not as fast as the sinkhole that crumbles beneath it. It hurts. Raw and unfiltered like the same concrete steps that they took to her cell. Screw you.
Screw. you.
Sevika:
Working has never been one of the best things in her life. It's always 'Sevika do this.' or 'Sevika do that.' and even, 'Sevika there's someone who did this. Straighten them out.'
She was a mule, a person to do the dirty work when you don't want to.
That's why it was a delight to have you around. You two could spend hours talking over the most gruesome things through slurred speeches and animal like snorts. You listened, shouted and even argued with her. Nearly even got into a fist fight.
And yet, you were the first person she has never wanted to bash their skull in.
The bars all knew her name, the streets screamed it better. But you.
You said it best.
Sevika. Sevika. Sevika.
"You're falling for me aren't you?" It was a joke. Everything between the two of you were buzzed out jokes until they weren't. Was this? Was this liking towards you something of humour or somethings more?
Humour. Most definitely humour.
"Nah. You smell worse than ya speak."
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You stood in the middle of the square, pretending to be just as useful as any member of the Madrigal clan. You helped an older member of the village fold her laundry, and kept the priest from taking a dunk in the fountain. Well, almost.
In grabbing the priest by the back of his shirt to keep him from going head long into the water, he had twisted, redirecting the momentum to throw you into the water by accident. There was a sharp pain in the top of your head that lead to an underwater gasp.
One of Isabella’s vines looped around your waist, pulling you from the water as you coughed and sputtered. Familiar arms pulled you from the vine, setting you on the side of the fountain.
“Dove, look at me.” Luisa’s voice sounded in front of you. You tried to open your eyes, but found your vision very foggy and distorted. You tried to speak, but the water in your lungs was making anything other than coughing near impossible. Another figure in blue rushed over, placing gentle hands on your face.
“Do you think you can eat?” You shook your head.
“What do we do?” A hint of fear invading Luisa tone.
“Keep her upright until the coughing settles down. Don’t let her go to sleep.” Julietta instructed. You weren’t sure how you could possibly sleep with the burning on the top of your head and your body’s attempts to remove a lung via your airway.
“I can work one handed.” Luisa said, picking you up so that your body was being held upright between her arm and her chest. You tried to argue that this was silly, but all that came out was a series of syllables and coughs that made no sense.
“Hey, don’t cough at her in that tone.” Camilo scolded playfully. You half laughed and then coughed some more. Luisa grumbled something about not making it worse and began gathering loose burros.
“They need better fences.” You rasped after a while. “This is like a *cough* daily thing.” You were placed gently on a rock. A hand wiped your forehead careful of the spot that had collided with the fountain.
“You okay?” Luisa asked, kissing your forehead softly.
“Peachy.” *wheeze* “Just peachy.”
“Let me finish this, and we’ll get you back to Mama. I won’t be happy until that spot on your head is mended.”
“Ah, so the coughing out a lung is f- *cough cough cough*”
“That’s what you get for being smart.” Luisa scolded, kick flipping a burro with extra gusto on to her shoulders. You stood and started to stagger after her.
“What are you doing?”
“Following all three of you, obviously. Not every day I get more than one of you.” You teased. She nearly dropped a burro.
“I. You. Stop it.” She managed, you were pretty sure she was blushing. “Stay there. I’ll be back.”
“Fine, leave me all by my lonesome.” You sighed dramatically and started coughing again. You could almost swear, through the visual fog that she was running. You wobbled back to the rock and sat. Damn this day had been tiring. You yawned, feeling a rush of exhaustion hit. A little nap wouldn’t hurt would it? Just as you started to doze you were shaken awake.
“Y/n! Wake up!” Luisa’s voice was frantic.
“I’m up I’m up.” You slurred. Why did everything feel heavy.
“I shouldn’t have left you. Damn it.”
“Why would you leave me. I’m adorable.” You joked. No response. “Amor, that’s the part where you tell me to shut up. Remember? We have this whole back and-“
“Mama!” Luisa yelled carrying you over, and setting you down on the table.
“I’m fine, really just tired.”
“Eat this dear.” Julietta instructed, placing an Arepa in your hand. Luisa took it and placed it to your lips when your arm didn’t move. You took a bite and started to come back to a come an alert state. A couple more and the pain in your lungs and head faded.
“Better?” Luisa asked, you nodded, kissing her hand.
“Much, thank you.”
“Awww.” Isabella and Mirabel were standing together watching the two of you.
“Thanks for fishing me out earlier.” You said to Isabella, she smiled.
“You’re welcome.” She curtsied and made a bunch of flowers bloom for emphasis.
“Show off.” Mirabel commented, lightly nudging her sister.
“I’m taking Y/n home.” Luisa announced. “She needs rest.” You were lifted into her arms again and packed back up the hill.
“Amor, are you upset with me?” You asked, reaching up to cup her face.
“With you? No.” The unspoken portion left hanging in the air.
“How were you supposed to know I was going to fall asleep the minute I wasn’t being watched. Clairvoyance isn’t your gift.” Tears started to slip down her cheeks. You shifted to loop you’re arms around her neck. “I’m okay. I promise.”
“How did that happen anyway? One minute you’re helping with laundry, the next Isabella is yelling for me and you’re crumpled in the fountain.”
“The priest was about to suffer the same fate, I slipped redirecting him.”
“You shoulda…” she trailed off.
“Yeah, maybe we don’t wish ill on the priest. Abuella is devout after all.”
“I just…” an exasperated sigh followed.
“I know, you hate it when I’m hurt, I’m not really a fan either.” That earned a little smile. “I wasn’t kidding about that three of you comment though.”
“Stop it, Dolores can hear us.” Luisa blushed.
“Pretty sure she’s heard your parents and hers doing the horizontal tango.”
“No.” Luisa gasped, trying to block the realization.
“The beast with two backs.”
“Quit.” Her face went even redder, sympathy in her eyes for her cousin.
“You could even say they-“
“Dove, I am begging you.”
“Alright, alright, I’ll stop.” You had reached Cassita’s threshold by this point, and Luisa made a bee-line for her room. She set you down on the bed before loosing her shoes and getting in with you. You were pulled on top on her, your head resting on her chest.
“Promise me you’ll let the next person fall in.”
“You know I can’t.” Heavy sigh. “That’s part of why you love me.”
“Ya’know, this you being right thing is a real pain sometimes.”
“Ah, but I’m your pain.”
“I love you.”
Luisa with her hair down? Hell yeah 🔥
some fluff/comfort sevika with fem reader would be <33 absolutely amazing
☆ Sevika wasnt one to be soft with other but here she was, you in her arms, laying in her bed.
☆ She was running her human hand up and down your back while putting her forehead to yours.
☆ You both were silent other than the soft breathing from the both of you.
☆ It seemed as if the under city had went silent but it was just you two toning out the noise.
☆ She would never bring this up but she loved when you were running tour fingers through her hair.
☆ You had taken out her half ponytail and were massaging her scalp, you loved her with her hair down.
☆ She looked so soft right now, eyes looking back at each other.
☆ Sevika always kept her metal hand away from you, scared to hurt you.
☆ But if you ever lifted it up and kissed it like she could even feel it, she would melt.
☆ You were the only person Sevika trusted herself to let her guard down with.
☆ One hand massaging her scalp and the other tracing over her blue scars, she was insecure about them.
☆ You found them as a perfect imperfection, even her scars from fighting.
☆Some shes still embarrassed to tell you the stories behind them.
☆ Sevika trusted you so much that she let you be big spoon some nights, just needing you to hold onto her.
☆ Right now you were both just holding each other, limbs entangled in each others.
no one else mattered
sub sevika, sub sevika, sub sevika, sub sevika, sub sev-
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Pairing: Subby!Sevika x reader
Pronouns used: none (afab genitalia)
Gendered terms: none
Genre: smut(mdni)
Strap-on, slight praise/bondage, begging
When people saw you and Sevika, walk down the street together, they'd all asume she was the one in control, relentless as she did whatever she pleased with you. No one ever assumed she had to ask anything from you. Her reputation made moments like these all the more satisfying. Moments where Sevika was underneath you, whimpers and jagged breathes leaving her lips, moments where she doesn't know if she should beg you to go faster or to slow down. And it didn't matter what she chose, because it was up to you, you were the one making these decisions for her, you were the one taking care of her. You were the one fucking into her with brutal pace, the strap-on she insisted she hated abusing her cunt. Her pretty back would arch and her muscular arms would pull at the restraints you gave her while you kneeled between her thighs, massaging her hips."There, there, pretty girl, I know you can take it." You'd bend over and whisper sinfull things in her ears, all while she babbled and moaned your name. Sevika would always end up begging, even if she refused to at first, even if she was so fucked-out she didn't know what she was begging for, and she was so good at begging.
@anemonether said the cute idea of Luisa not handling horror films so I drew something with her gal
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Also the last pic by itself cuz video quality poop.
Edit: FUCK I SEE ERRORS
Just braiding Luisa’s hair sleepily 😌😌💕
I normally wouldn’t do a duplicate, but I need this, so let’s go.
Luisa flopped down on the bed, head and shoulders coming to rest in your lap as you read.
“Mi Vida?” You asked, peering over the top of your book. Her hair was a mess with twigs poking out, some of which were sticking in your leg.
“Amor.” She replied, eyes closed, a single eyelid twitching.
“I take it your mamá and Tia are still going at it?” You asked, petting her forehead, putting your book to the side. Luisa groaned.
“I wouldn’t mind, but the gathering donkeys in a hurricane is getting taxing as hell. Not to mention I’m the only person who can be out in the wind. And all of the town elders need help with gathering water, and getting supplies, and..ugh!”
“You brought a little bit of the storm home.” You said gently pulling on a twig. She sighed and went to sit up, only to feel your hands applying pressure to her shoulders. You placed a couple gentle kisses on her neck. “Let me take care of you.” You whispered in her ear. She looked over at your face and took a deep breath.
“Okay.” She said softly. You pulled loose her hair ribbon, gently, and began the painstaking process of unraveling the twigs from her curls.
“So what started this little spat? I haven’t heard the particulars.” You admitted, unwrapping a lock of hair from two of the twigs.
“It’s so stupid!” She gestured aggressively at the ceiling. “It’s all over that damn wedding cake.”
“The one for Dolores?” You asked, successfully pulling loose a twig. You kissed her hairline and set to work on the second.
“Yes! Mamá said that she should probably do it since she’s had the most practice cooking, but Tia Pepa said that she aught to because she’s the mother of the bride.” You moved your hands as Luisa moved her head, carefully not to pull.
“Sooo, working together didn’t come up as an option?” You laid another twig to the side.
“By the time Tio Bruno suggested it, they were already mad at each other. No, Tia though mamá meant that she couldn’t cook, and mamá thought she was saying that she wasn’t good enough to make Dolores’s cake.” The last twig came free.
“What does Dolores think?” Heavy sigh from Luisa.
“She’s just hopping that it will all blow over.”
“Meanwhile, you get to clean up the mess.” You supplied, massaging her scalp gently.
“It’s not that bad, Mi Vida.” She argued, you picked up her arm, gesturing at a bruise just above her wrist.
“You don’t bruise easy angel.” Your tone was level, but there was a glint in your eyes. She looked into your eyes, pulling her arm from your hand and running her fingers over your cheekbones.
“They’re starting to calm down, probably tomorrow it’ll barely be a drizzle.” She soothed. You didn’t respond to that directly, put you did grab the hair brush from the bedside table and start smoothing it over her hair.
“It had better be.” You finally said. “I don’t want to pick a fight with them, but I will if they don’t get their acts together.” Luisa smiled.
“I love it when you’re feisty.” Her hand went to the back of your neck, guiding you down into a kiss.
“And I adore you.” You straighten slightly, finishing the brushing, and parting her hair down the middle. Starting on the right, you began to braid from the edger of her hairline to the tips of her hair, humming as you went. You tied it off with a smaller ribbon and let it sit for a moment. “Too tight?”
“No, feels good.” She murmured, her eyes closed and her breathing steady.
“Good.” You said simply before staring on the other side. As you tied that braid off, you whispered her name. There was no response, and you smiled, gently lifting her off of you so you could stretch out next to her. She rolled in her sleep, sensing you next to her, putting an arm around your back, snuggling you close.
“Oh I am so picking a fight tomorrow.” You murmured decisively as you dozed off.
Summary: Even when her whole world falls apart, there you are.
A/N: I’m very gay for her and I figured she deserved a hug. So there.
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@animelilou again I don’t think I quite hit the mark on what you wanted, but it is what I came up with.
“Isa! You’re just the Madrigal I’m looking for!” You declared, running up to Luisa’s older sister. She looked a little surprised. “I need your help.” You announced, which earned a sarcastic once over. “Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m going to propose and- Camilo!” Camilo dropped his Isabella shape and phased through his dad and Abuela before going back into himself. He stood for a moment in shock.
“Can I help?!?” He asked suddenly, looking excited.
“I guess, sure why not. If you have a brilliant idea, I’m all ears.” He thought for a moment.
“I have the best idea!” A few minutes later you were both standing behind Cassita as he laid out his plan.
“So I’ll be like” he shifted into a slightly evil looking cross between Mariano and Tio Bruno that loomed over the ground menacingly. “And you’ll be like ‘help help!’” He threw himself to the ground dramatically taking your form before jumping back up. “And Luisa will be like ‘I’ll save you’.” He shifted to Luisa and stood to the side of the previous two positions, chest puffed out hands on his hips. “And I’ll be like ‘run away run away!’” He shifted back into the evil character and ran in place. “And then you’ll be like ‘oh amor you saved me. Marry me!’” He said throwing himself on the ground again. Then he jumped back up turning into himself. “What do you think?”
“Needs more suspense.” You both jumped as Bruno’s voice sounded off to the side.
“It’s a marriage proposal, we’re not trying to traumatize her.” You said. “I appreciate the effort though.”
“Ugh fine.”
“I may want you to help anyway, even if it isn’t to create a damsel in distress situation.” You said fluffing his hair.
The real Isabella was definitely more help.
“Let me see the ring.” She said sitting on her bed with you. The ring was simple, a thin band of gold you had a craftsman in the village fashion from a necklace you inherited. An appropriately sized piece of clear spinel, what you could afford, sat in the center with tiny stones surrounding it.
“It isn’t much, definitely not as good as she deserves.”
“It’s perfect. She’ll love it.” Isa said, waving off your concerns. “It’s unique, and from the heart. That’s what matters. Now, what did you have in mind?”
“Certainly nothing as dramatic as Camilo’s idea.” Isa laughed.
“Dolores told me all about it.”
“I was wondering if you could use your gift to grow plants in a ‘will you marry me?’ formation. Or just ‘marry me?’ if that would be easier.”
“You aren’t honestly suggesting I would shirk on a proposal to my sister?”
“No, but I don’t want it to be super inconvenient for anyone either.” Isa waved a dismissive hand.
“You have gotten Abuela’s blessing, right?”
“Yes, a couple days ago. She asked what was taking so long.” You gave a sheepish laugh.
“Why don’t we look at potential spots tomorrow?” Isa suggested, “make sure we have the perfect spot.” You nodded and hugged her just as Luisa came in. You jumped and managed to stow the ring before she saw it.
“I, uh.” She looked back and forth between you both. “I was looking for you, y/n.”
“Well, you found me. What’s up?” You asked walking to the door.
“Nothing, I just haven’t really seen you today.” You nodded and took her hand, pulling her from the room. Once you were both on the landing you hugged her tight.
“I missed you too.” You said feeling her relax into the hug.
The next morning you and Isa traveled the entirety of the valley finding the perfect spot. Ultimately you settled for a clearing about a mile from the house. You leaned together whispering about how you would Augstin proof the area and get the plants where they needed to be. Luisa walked past where you sat, heads together planning, receiving a little wave each time before you put your attention back on Isa.
Isa got the plants arranged perfectly, using cacti and aloe, as well as orchids to spell out the proposal. Antonio with his animal friends and Camilo hung the curtains Mirabel had sewn right in front of them. Antonio was also placed on bee management, for Agustin’s sake.
The day arrived, and you slipped a note with directions under Luisa’s door. The note simply said ‘we need to talk’.
You stood in the clearing, fidgeting with your prettiest dress as a very distraught Luisa approached.
“I saw your note.”
“Luisa.” You moved to kneel and she cut you off.
“No no. I get it. Isabella is perfect she’s beautiful, she makes flowers grow.”
“Luisa?”
“I can under why you would choose her, I mean I’m just a big dumb.”
“Luisa!”
“My point is you two have my blessing. I know I can’t keep you and.”
“LUISA!”
“What?”
You dropped to a knee, pulled the box from your pocket and held it open. You stayed like that for a second before you remembered that you hadn’t said the trigger phrase.
“We need to talk!” You yelled over your shoulder. The curtains didn’t pull back so much as fall down, and you winced at the ‘oof!’ that had to have come from Agustin. The rest of the family stood awkwardly gesturing to the “Will you marry me?” in plants which had also suffered casualties from the falling curtain. The new message was ‘Will vou marrv me?’. You looked back at Luisa, cringing slightly at the disaster this had turned into.
Luisa.exe had stopped working. She stood, mouth slightly agape, blinking repeatedly. Slowly her hand raised to her mouth, tears dripping down her cheeks.
“Darling, I’m so sorry, I know this is kind of, well, worse than I inte-.” You started to rise but didn’t get any further as you found you were not on the ground any more. She hugged you tightly, spinning you in a circle hard enough that the ring box bounced off into the bushes, retrieved by one of Tio Bruno’s rats moments later. She kissed you hard before letting up.
“I take it that’s a ‘yes’? You asked, grinning.
“Yes. Yes!” She said. She set you down and you collected the ring from the rat and put it on her hand, her eyes never leaving your face. The rest of the family cheered, and Agustin ate the snack Julietta packed in case of emergencies.
Congratulations were extended, as well as a light bop on the head by a vine for Luisa. ‘As if I would steal your girlfriend.’ And there was a recounting of Camilo’s idea, which had been molded by Bruno into something truly dramatic. Eventually you were both left alone in the clearing. You flopped down to lay on the grass and Luisa joined you, linking her fingers with yours.
“I’m sorry.” She said softly.
“What for?” You asked rolling onto your side.
“I let my anxiety get the better of me instead of trusting you.”
“Hey, in hindsight, I wasn’t doing a very good job of not looking sneaky. And I was looking sneaky with your older sister too, of all things. I should have been more careful with your feelings.”
“You are wonderful.” She sighed, “I can’t imagine a better proposal.”
“I can, in fact I planned one. Should have asked Tio Felix to pull the other side of the curtain. He’s less accident prone.” Luisa laughed and pulled you over on top of her.
“It was perfect.”
Hi! I have a request, can I please have more of Luisa being a bottom? 😳
Art credit @redlover411
Luisa met you at the edge of the trees, a shawl wrapped around her torso. The sheer sparkly skirt caught the sun light. She blushed and took the hand you offered. You grinned, pulling her along to a meadow. You laid out the blanket and set down the basket. She sat down taking off the shawl. You let out a low whistle.
“Damn, bebita, why’d I bother brining food. You look like a whole meal right here.” You grinned. She blinked. Then her face went bright red.
“I, uh. Um.” She said. You dropped to the blanket opening the basket and pouring the cider you’d packed. She accepted the glass with a murmured thanks.
“Do you want me to stop? I know my teasing can be a little excessive.”
“No! It’s not that, I just. I’ve never worn anything like this before.”
“It suits you.” You commented, offering her a sandwich.
“It does?” She blushed harder, taking the food.
“Honey, I have never met anyone who belonged more in frills and sparkles.” You assured, taking your own sandwich. She smiled. You didn’t talk much as you ate, but she did complement your cooking, especially on the little tea cakes with decorative icing.
“Oh, you, you got a little.” She wiped at her own lip, and raised an eyebrow as a clever look came over your face.
“Why don’t you come over here and help me.” You asked, leaning back with a grin. She blushed, and nodded shyly, crawling over to you. You put a hand on the small of her back while the other cupped her face. She blushed softly, she leaned forward and ran her tongue over your lip. She pulled away a little, checking your surroundings. “We’re safe here, amor.” You assured, pulling her back in.
“I want you so much.” She practically whimpered, you pulled her face to yours, taking charge of the kiss. She allowed you to push her back on to the blanket, her hands bracing against the ground. “Please.” She asked, looking up at you. Her freckles were practically hidden with the red that had flooded her cheeks. Her hazel eyes, were heavy lidded, her lips parted slightly over her teeth, her attention wrapt on your face. You moved slowly over her, sliding a hand up her thigh. You kissed her mouth slowly, making her wait. Your lips touched her jaw, earning a pleased little shiver. You set your teeth in her neck, dragging slightly before latching onto her skin. She whimpered then her hand tangling in your hair.
“Soft.” You reminded gently as you felt the pressure on your scalp increased.
“S-sorry!” She stuttered as one of your hands squeezed her thigh. “J-just feels good-ah!” The other squeezed her breast. You hummed in response, beginning to kiss down her throat, and following the cut of the dress. She moaned softly, as your tongue traced the underside of her breast. You pressed the dress aside, breathing softly against her nipples. She squirmed, her legs rubbing your hips. You sliced your hand down, bunching her pretty skirt so it was out of the way. Your fingers found her dripping core, and her hips gave a very constrained jump as you found that delicate little numb.
“God you’re pretty.” You praised, taking a break from utilizing your mouth on her breasts. Sweat had started ed to appear across her for head and settling in the hollow of her throat. She had to fight to keep still, adding to what was already a strenuous activity. Your fingers moved faster, causing her head to fall back. Sweet little whimpers slipped through her lips. Her hands roamed your back and sides, the movement preventing her from clenching her fists.
“Please, I’m-ah!” You moved faster, her hips rocking carefully into your hand. She whimpered your name, clenching on fist into the blanket, the other going to her mouth. She but down on one of her fingers, but relented when you grabbed her wrist.
“I want to hear you.” You said calmly, your arm working vigorously. She obliged. Letting you keep her wrist pinned. She practically sobbed as she climaxed, her legs trembling, her breath coming in rough gasps.
“You okay mi Vida?” You asked, helping her cover up, her shawl in your hands in case she got cold.
“Mmhmm.” She managed, making the grabby hands motion at you. You lay down next to her, cuddling her close. “I should wear this more often.” She mumbled. You laughed.
“As if you weren’t already distracting.
Character(s): Luisa Madrigal x Fem!Reader
Warning(s): nsfw, 18+, minors dni
Summary: helping Luisa unwind after another tiring day
Luisa walked into her bedroom, exhausted from her day. Although the work wasn't physically exhausting it still took a mental toll on her. She plopped on her bed face first, letting the soft blankets and warmth envelop her tired figure.
As she let her body fall onto the covers she heard a muffled "oof" from beneath her. She went wide-eyed, practically jumping off the bed in surprise.
You sat up, a flustered on your face as you looked up at your girlfriend from your position. You sat with the blankets wrapped around your figure, giving Luisa a gentle smile and small wave. "sorry, mi vida, I fell asleep waiting for you to come home," you giggled.
Luisa let out a relieved laugh, taking a seat next to you on the bed. She laid on her back, pulling you on top of her chest. "I missed you," Luisa sleepily whispered, placing a quick kiss on your lips.
"I missed you more," you replied, returning the kiss.
Luisa hadn't felt so relaxed in a while. She couldn't think of anything better than a quiet evening with you, sharing comfortable silence as the two of you were able to let go of the stress from daily life.
You suddenly sat up from your spot on Luisa's chest, your legs draped over her hips on either side as you looked down at her relaxed form. She suddenly opened her eyes, her face turning red as the two of you made eye contact. "W-Whatcha doin'?" she nervously asked.
"I'm just admiring the most beautiful girl i've ever seen," you replied, grabbing one of her hands and placing it on your waist, repeating the same with the other hand. This gesture made Luisa sit up from her spot on the bed, her hands rubbing up and down your thighs as the two of you looked into one another's eyes.
You wrapped your arms around her neck, bringing her into a deep kiss as she continued massaging your thighs. Your lips moved in sync, her gesture on your thighs growing more desperate and rough as it continued.
Eventually the two of you had to pull away for air, a thin string of saliva connecting your glossy lips. You stared into each other's eyes, chests rising and falling in sync as you tried to clear your fuzzy mind. In the moment all the two of you could think of was one another.
Luisa suddenly smiled, her hands traveling under your thighs and onto the plus of your ass. She gave a light squeeze, making you blush and playfully push her chest.
"Let me take care of you?" you whispered, giving her a doe-eyed look as you massaged her strong arms. Luisa gulped, her eyes looking at the wall behind you. You placed your hand on her cheek, moving her head to look into your eyes. "You work so hard for us," you spoke, "It's time that you get the break you deserve,"
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"(Y-Y/n)," Luisa stuttered. You looked up at her from your spot in between her legs, her red face turning from side to side as she squirmed beneath you. You smirked, kissing her thigh before continuing.
You gave her a long lick, Luisa letting out a loud gasp as she gripped onto the sheets beneath her like her life depended on it. You inserted a finger, sucking on her clit as you utilized the digit. You inserted another, Luisa's grip on the sheets tightening. "M-Mi amor," she huffed, "I-I'm gonna-"
These words made your assault on her private regions quicken in pace, her chest rising and falling in sync with your movements. You watched as she came undone beneath you, both of your movement ceasing as she reached her high.
You kissed her thighs, then up her stomach. You continued to the valley between her breasts, her collarbone, and her neck. You placed one final kiss on her lips, making her taste herself. You grabbed a blanket, wrapping it around the two of your exhausted figures as you cuddled into her naked form. "I love you," you sleepily mumbled, resting your head in the crook of her neck.
"I love you too," Luisa replied. You suddenly felt yourself flip onto your back. You let out a gasp, opening your eyes to see your frame trapped between Luisa's strong arms as she hovered over you. "So let me take care of you too," she added, her strong arms pulling your body into her own.
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this wasn't proof read so sorry for any grammatical errors!