Reader meets with Sevika
"Hi. I'm Mira. I'm here to assist you from now on as you must know already." I said, dropping my bag on the table and crossed my arms over the books as I leaned my butt on the cold marble, observing her just as cold face to gauge how hard my job will be exactly. We saw each other countless times in previous months but didn't interact. She looked cool, cruel and fuckable.
"Yeah I didn't ask for that." She replied, focused on the newspaper before she took a peak of the spot where me and the table contacted like I was where she was gonna look. I drop the politics and history books in front of her and cut off her sight in the same moment. I don't care if it was intentional or not. She can look. I wouldn’t cut her sight if I noticed early enough, was I always this slutty, I wonder or was this sudden change in heart about fashion choices is because of her.
"But you need it." My tone was harsher than I intended, too harsh for her to take a liking to me.
"Says? " She retorted, not even bothering to look up again.
"Mrs. Sevika, I take my assignments seriously. So can you make us a favor and talk to my superior if you have a problem so we don't waste time and can actually act like the proffesionals that we are." Well, starting off even worse than I had in mind but patience wasn't my strong suit.
She leaned the newspaper down as I see a smirk forming on the side of her lips but the twitching says it's not in a good way.
"I am your superior."
I pause. Fuck, it is so hard to not obey her voice.
"Not just you." I teased for the last time. I softened my tone and retreat.
"Don't worry," I sighed, glancing around the mess in this office. "I know we started off not so well but I won't be boring you or be rude, making your time here harder. That's the opposite of what I'm assigned for." She also needs a seperate room in Piltover other than this office.
"Just let me deal with things, okay? If you really don't like this arrengement in four weeks, I'll leave it myself."
She left the newspaper on the desk and leaned back on her chair arms crossed, sharp gray eyes locked on mine, challenging me.
"I'll take that as a yes. Also that hair needs some trimming. We can't even see your eyes." I began picking up the books I wanted her to prioritize.
She stood up and suddenly, I found her up in my face. Her sultry voice got etched into the farthest corner of my mind.
"How about you keep that sweet, soft words of yours and stick to that," Her finger brushed my cheek. "So I can endure you." She was close and my eyes checked her lips once now. I'm determined it will be the last but her alluring eyes full of risky expressions were even harder to look at. She licked her lips, knowing it's a distraction I'm sure.
"I'll try. If you want to cooperate. "
"I do wanna cooperate." Her lips curled and I looked. Wait, she does?
"Really?"
She left a chuffed huff and moved away a little. "Kinda."
My fingers brushed her hair. I almost whispered.
"But I really can't see your eyes." She definitely likes girls.
She catched my wrist and pulled it down to my side.
"You don't have to," she whispered.
As I was still processing the whisper she just used, she walked back to her chair, her cold demeanor returning.
"Have fun with your readings. I'll check you in a few hours. I have a few things to do about your comfort here in Piltover. You're more than a guest but still don't have your own personal room other than an office. Everything is new, so things are not upright yet. Sorry for the trouble on their behalf."
"I don't need a room. I won't be staying for long."
"You look like you could use a sleep."
"That doesn’t concern you. Today's schedule is empty."
"It actually does. It should be scheduled accordingly. I'm even responsible of when you are fed in the work hours and before you reject-" I sighed. "Try it first, everything will be easier, maybe you'll like being take care of like this." I couldn't help the one sided smile.
Sevika's pov
"Try it first."
I have something else in mind that I wanna try with you, I said to myself, thinking if I squeeze my eyes enough would she notice I'm looking at her tits.
"...everything will be easier, maybe you'll like being take care of like this." Her smirk almost tempted me. The way she knows nothing about what I wanna do to her...
And I fucking checked her out, I really couldn't help it like a weakling but it's also funny. Messing with her will make my days here, she's like a personal pet that has assigned to me and I didn't even had to ask.
"I'll get you a room arranged in the headquarters next to my room, 218.You can knock anytime you need a hand with something, okay?"
"Yeah." I said accidently.
Next to her room...
I turned my eyes on the floor to control them. Why is she wearing that tight dress? These Piltie women... and why am I like this today? Is it their awful drinks? Is it drugged...
I ran my fingers through my hair as I strecthed my back in my chair. She turned around and walked out the door as I pause in confusement and leaned back straight. "No goodbye, ha?"
[2 days later, In the morning- Mira's pov]
I woke up with my breath unsteady and eyes wide open. I saw her. I fucked her in my dream and I can't believe this actually happened and it was insanely good. I mean she's attractive but still I shouldn't have seen her in that light but the way I felt her tongue drawing circles… "Hah…"
"Mira?" I gasped and saw Sevika with her one eyebrow up, hands full of paperwork. "Sevika…" Did she heard something?
"Did you have a nightmare?" I let out a relief. "Hah… Yeah, I was… hurt. It was awful." In case she heard something.
"What are you doing here?" I said checking the thick and long fingers that were inside me a moment ago which I still couldn't get over.
"I knocked, you said yes and called my name and stuff..." She replied, still with an arched brow. Her face softened. "Anyway, it's 2 pm. We don't have all day. I have to fire you at this point." Great, I didn't even lock my door last night.
"I'm a blisss for you. Be grateful." I frowned and forget what I was thinking for a moment.
"So… What kind of a nightmare got you moaning my name?"
I froze. "What?" I was looking ahead with dead eyes, can't fathom what have I done.
"Denial?" So she wasn't joking she really did heard it.
"Don't talk nonsense. I don't remember anything." I got out of bed in my sheer pjs which I did not want her to see but also wanted her to look.
"Yes! Ah… Sevika, not here." She teased. I talked in my fucking sleep?
"I wouldn't even say that."
"So, location doesn't matter? Noted, I'll corner you at the gala today."
"Ugh!" I growled as I walked to my wardrobe, not knowing where else I can run to. "Just leave me alone."
"Not even ashamed. Got to hand it to you, every time I think you can't get more shameless you dig a new low."
"I am ashamed. You're happy? Now just let me put myself together." She chuckled and got up with a deep sigh.
"Actually. We have a problem. That's why I came. I won't be attending to the meeting today, maybe even the ball too. Which I don't fancy at all. But you said I should... socialize." She said in disgust, probably thinking of all the rich, dumb but educated people with annoying laughs. "There's some problem in Zaun. I can't focus on anything, with that in my mind. I gotta go. Just letting you know."
"Excuse me. WHAT?"
"I guess you can't comprehend that faster with all that heat down there."
I almost cried. "You're alone with that. I won't cover for you." I feel my face burn. She closed the distance between us while I was pretending to check my wardrobe, not facing her. She held my face as her arm touches my breast and held me against herself tightly. I could feel her breath on my neck and it pains me with that reminder of how distant my thoughts actually are from the confusing reality. Her whole body is touching mine. I held my breath, this wouldn't affect me if that dream didn't alter my will. "You owe me." She whispered and her lips touched my neck for a moment. I felt like melting leaning to her.
"What if I say I don't care?" I tried to get her hand off of me. I saw her face in the tiny mirror that's been on my shelf, her soft skin and her flowy hair that moves on her cheeks as she speaks. And those lips... big, puffy lips that looks capable of many great things. I imagined them pressed tightly above my folds. "Then you'll never get what you've fantasized this morning...or gods know for how long."
She let my face go and picked a red dress with an open back and hanged it over the other dresses, pushing me a little as she hanged. It made me stumble but her other hand on my hip had already locked me to her. She moved away and took her warmth along with her. I let out a sigh when she left. "I'm fucked."