Chapter 1
Work was always exhausting, and nothing sounded better than a soak in a hot bath and a glass of whatever alcohol you had in your cabinet. Probably whiskey. Your keys jingle in the door as you sigh, your door opening with a quiet creak.
“I’m home,” you mumble to yourself. A small habit you picked up from your mother. You place your bag down, along with your keys. You had hoped your wife would be home from work by now, but it seems the apartment is empty.
Another sigh leaves your lips as you reach for a whiskey glass, pouring it heavily. You take a sip, your throat burns as the alcohol goes down. A warm feeling taking over your face. This brand always reminded you of Sevika. She would often have the taste on her lips when she kissed you.
A slight blush ran up your chest and up to your cheeks, you took another sip of the liquor, a small giggle leaving your lips. You start your hot water, plug the tub and using your fancy bathsalts and bubble bath solution. You didn’t spend a lot of money on yourself, but these were the few luxuries you would go into Piltover for.
You watch the tub fill slowly, steam rising in ribbons and filling your small bathroom with stuffy air. You hum to yourself, another sip out of your glass. Once the tub was filled to your liking, you sat your glass on the stool by your tub. You strip down and test the water with your hand, you hum again as you step into the hot water.
You relax back against the side of the tub, bubbles, and water swirling around as you move around to get comfortable. You reach for your glass, taking another few sips and holding it out over the side of the tub. You felt warm all over. Your muscles relax in the warmth.
You sigh in content, your mind wondering over the events of the day. The stresses seemed so far away here, and you loved it. Eventually, your mind wandered away from work and stress into your wife. Sevika. The curve of her jaw, her light eyes, and the way her lips quirked up in a smirk. You hum again, thighs rubbing together slightly.
It had been a while since you two were able to get any action, her work was running her ragged. It seemed Silco required her for more and more these days, and now she’s running overnights as well. Simple to say that you miss your wife and the way she fucked you.
You groaned, throwing back the rest of your drink in one swig and setting the empty glass back on the stool. You open your eyes, staring up at the ceiling and the way the steam swirled around your bathroom. Groaning again, you cover your eyes with the palms of your hands.
Your mind wonders again, the way Sevika would moan once she got her mouth on you. The way she would kiss your pussy before and after she ate you out, the way she would grip your hips with her hands and rub circles into your skin with her thumbs, the way she would pin your wrists with her bionic arm as she fucked you with her strap, and the way she would whisper in your ear when she knew you were close.
You rubbed your thighs together again, the friction wasn’t enough to satiate anything. You groaned again, wishing you could cum just once. But it was never as satisfying as sex with your wife. You would rather just wait for when you both had the time to let her fuck your brains out.
You sigh again, pulling yourself up to your feet and carefully stepping out of the tub. Shivers run up your spine from the sudden temperature change. You unplug your tub, the water draining quickly as you toweled yourself dry. You slip into one of Sevika's old shirts and a pair of panties. You walk towards your kitchen, hoping to find some satisfying leftovers so you won’t have to attempt to cook anything.
You smirk as you see some of Sevika’s famous curry. You quickly pull out the containers and throw it in a pot to heat it. Once that’s done, you pour the curry over some rice and walk over to your couch.
You drop down, crossing your legs and grabbing the remote to your television. Hoping a show or movie would help make the apartment less quiet. You select some random show in your continue-watching list and dig into your curry with a spoon.
Once you’re done with your meal, you wash up your kitchen. The repetitiveness of the task was nice. Wash, rinse, dry. When Sevika is home, she would come up behind you and wrap her arms around your waist. Lightly kissing your neck and whispering thanks in your ear.
You sigh, drying your hands on the dish towel. As much as you wished she was home, you knew her work was important. So, you never complained. No matter how lonely your shared apartment was when she wasn’t here.
You double check your front door is locked, switch off the other lights for the night, and head towards your bedroom to get ready for bed.
You feel warm hands creep up your shirt, humming slightly, and you crack your eyes open.
“Sorry, baby. Didn’t mean to wake you.” You chuckle, flipping over on your side to face your wife. The moonlight filtering through the window made her look almost angelic.
“I thought you had an overnight tonight? You’re home pretty early.” You chuckle again, you reach your hand out, tucking a stray strand of hair away from your wife's eyes. She hums, grabbing your wrist and kissing your palm.
“Finished early, he let me go early and gave me the next few days to rest.” She mumbled as she pulled you closer to her by your waist. She hummed again, her face finding its place in the crook of your neck.
You hum, wrapping your arms around her broad shoulders. These small moments are what makes living worth it. The way she seems to relax so easily with you, and how she tightens her grip around your waist when you kiss her forehead.
“I miss you, Sev. So much.” You breathe in deeply, just taking in her scent. She hums again, holding you tighter.
“I missed you too, baby. I’m sorry we haven’t been able to have a lot of time together.” She sighs, rubbing her cheek against your collarbone.
She slides her flesh hand up under your shirt, splaying her hand across your lower back and just feeling your skin. You hear her hum slightly, “You used your fancy stuff. I love that scent.”
You giggle as her hand brushes over your ribs. “Sev, stop. You know that tickles.” You hear her chuckle into your chest as her hand moves up towards your breast. You inhale sharply as her hands grope your chest, a small moan escaping your lips as she runs her thumb across your nipple.
She runs her thumb over your nipple again, just barely. “Can I show you how much I missed you, baby?” She pulls her head away from your neck, her eyes pleading as you stare through lidded eyes,
“God yes, please do.” You breathe out. She smirks, her hands making quick work of pulling her shirt off of you. You flip onto your back and she uses her bionic hand to hover over you.
She sneaks a muscled thigh between your legs, grinding into your clothed pussy. Another sharp inhale as you grip her bicep to help ground yourself. She smirks as she dips her head down to mouth at your breast, nipping and licking your nipple to pull those beautiful moans from your lips.
She moves her flesh hand down to your waist and pulls off your breast. You moan lightly, opening your eyes to stare at her. She smirks, swooping down to kiss you. You moan against her lips, wrapping both arms around her shoulders again and pulling her closer.
She licks your bottom lip, pulling it between her teeth. You gladly part your lips for her to explore your mouth. She groans as you swirl your tongue with hers. She pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your lips and then splitting apart.
She smirks again, running her hand up your stomach and between your breasts, then pulling your chin down so you’re looking directly at her.
“I’m going to make sure you can’t walk tomorrow.” She whispered, her eyes striking with a fiery passion. You inhale sharply again, a smirk playing on your lips.
“I look forward to it, baby.” You chuckle lightly, your hands run up her thighs, tracing her v-line. You hum, appreciating the hard and soft lines of her body. She smirks again, her flesh hand working at her belt buckle. You feel yourself tremble slightly with pure excitement. It’s been almost a month since you’ve been able to sit and appreciate your wife’s body.
“You’re starin’ sugar. You look like you wanna eat me alive.” She smirks again, her pants undone as she leans down slightly to pull at your panties. She hums, slowly sliding the cloth down like revealing a beautiful gem.
She pulls them off completely, holding your thighs open and glancing between your face and your pussy, “Maybe, if you’re a good girl for me, I’ll use the new gift I got for us.” She uses two of her fingers to slide from your entrance up to your clit. Spreading your slick and rubbing hard circles into the sensitive nub.
You inhale sharply, hips bucking as she continues to rub circles into your clit. “That’s it, baby, look at how wet you are for me. God I can’t wait to get my mouth on you.” She moves down, lying on her stomach.
You feel her warm breath on your core, your thighs shaking in anticipation. You prop your head up on your pillows, she moves your thighs over her shoulders and her hands find their place at your hips.
She glances up at you, her tongue darting out to wet her lips, then ever so slightly she leans down, placing a soft kiss right on your clit. Then she uses the tip of her tongue to lick a stripe up from your entrance to your clit, repeating the motion she used with her fingers earlier.
You felt the vibration of her moans, it sent shivers through your body. You moan as she draws shapes with her tongue, expertly swirling between your labia, causing pleasure to shoot up through your body.
You moan again, her tongue delving into your cunt and then moving back up to circle your clit. She starts drawing shapes with her tongue again. She starts simple, then moves on to letters. Each one causes a different sensation that causes your pussy to clench on nothing. You moan again as she presses down on your clit and draws it between her lips and sucks.
She lets go of the sensitive bundle of nerves, going back down to your pulsating cunt, and starts drawing out more letters. You moan out her name, thighs trembling around her head.
“Are… are you spelling out your name in my pussy?” You lift your head to make eye contact with her. She chuckles, sending vibrations through your core.
“Yeah, did it a couple of times now. Feel good?” She smirks as she goes back into your cunt, slurping and moaning as she swirls her tongue around.
You moan again, that familiar tightening in your core as she continues her onslaught of pleasure. Your fingers filter through her hair, scratching her scalp as she continues to thrust her tongue, brushing against all of your sensitive spots.
Your moans get higher, legs threatening to close on Sevika’s head as she pulls your clit back between her lips and creates a suction. Two of her fingers push into your sopping cunt, curling towards her in that spongy spot that makes your legs close tighter around her head. She moans again, fingers thrusting faster as your cunt pulsates.
You can feel the tension rising, building and building with every thrust of her fingers. The suction on your clit causes shivers to run through your body. You grip her hair, her moans causing more warmth to build in your core until it snaps.
She licks one more stripe up your cunt, causing another shiver of pleasure to run through you. She kisses your clit, ever so lightly, smirking at you as you watch her.
“That was a good one, baby. Wasn’t expecting you to cum so quickly though. Think you can do one more for me, baby?” She smirks again, her flesh hand holds your cheek. Letting you catch your breath.
You smirk at her, placing your hand over hers. Then pulling it away and kissing her palm. “I think,” another kiss, “you haven’t made good on your promise, yet. I can still feel my legs.” Your smirk widens as she glares at you playfully.
“Oh, sweetie. I was gonna be nice to you. But now,” she leans down, her breath fanning over your face, “you don’t get a choice.” She pulls away, gets off the bed, and heads over to your shared dresser.
You hadn’t noticed before, but there was a black box sitting on the dresser, and you had a very good feeling of what it was. A new toy for you two to try. She smirks over her shoulder, hiding the box with her torso.
You hear her flip the lid off, and a dull blue light fills that side of the bedroom. Immediately your curiosity is piqued. “What the fuck did you manage to get your hands on, Sev?” You sit up on your elbows, stretching your neck to try and see.
Sevika smirks again, stripping off her shirt, bra, pants, and boxers. You inhale sharply, appreciating the curve of her ass and the shape of her hips. You almost didn’t notice the black straps she was tightening around those same hips and the extra support straps on her thighs.
Sevika pulls her flesh arm up over her head, groaning at the stretch of muscle. You watch her back and shoulder muscles flex with each movement she makes. You groan lightly, “How are you so sexy? It’s unfair.”
She chuckles lightly, “You’re not so bad yourself, gorgeous.” She turns around, showing the full strap. A black harness with a black toy. A blue light pulsed through the toy ever so slightly. Sevika ran a loose fist down the toy, groaning slightly.
“Holy shit, it works. I didn’t think it would.” Sevika groans again, the toy pulsed a little faster with each stroke she made. Your jaw dropped as you watched your wife stroke a fake toy.
“Babe, what is that thing? And what do you mean by ‘it works’?” You eye the strap, your bottom lip between your teeth as she walks over to the bed again.
“Well, it’s a ‘hexstrap.’ It’s supposed to give the wearer a feeling in the toy, almost like they do have a dick.” She strokes it again, you watch intently as her abs twitch in time with her stroke.
“Hex? As in Hextech? Is it the same magic they use in Piltover? That Hextech?” You raise an eyebrow, your mind racing as you watch her.
“Yeah, baby. Figured it would be fun to try. But if you don’t want to, I can put it away and take it back.” Her hand traces your jaw, calloused hands sending shivers down your spine.
“As long as… As long as you know it’s safe. I trust you.” You smile up at her. You knew she would never do anything to hurt you. Even if you are a little apprehensive about putting a magic toy inside of you.
Sevika bends down, setting a knee on the bed and kissing you softly. “If you want to stop, just say the word. Okay, love?” You nod, lying back down on your back as she hovers over you.
She kisses your jaw, flesh hand traveling down to your core. You moan lightly, her finger rubbing light circles on your clit again. She nips and bites at your neck and collarbone. Leaving hickeys and love bites in her wake.
You bite your lip again, pushing her back slightly. “Come on, baby. I’m already wet enough. Fuck me like you mean it.”
Sevika raises an eyebrow at you, a smirk playing on her lips. She grabs the base of the toy, spreading your thigh wider to give her hips more room. The tip of the toy prods at your entrance, and you bite your lip again. The girth gave you slight anxiety, but you took a deep breath in and stared up at her.
Sevika loved watching your face as she stretched you open. But, this time, she could FEEL herself stretch you open. She pushed in slowly, watching your face contort in pleasure as the toy filled you slowly. She knew the girth was a bit bigger than what she normally gave you, but it was what the store owner recommended to be the ‘closest to her size.’
You tipped your head back, eyes fluttering shut as Sevika bottomed out. Sevika groaned in your ear. Trying her hardest not to thrust into you. She could feel everything. The way your walls fluttered around her, how warm and soft it was inside of you, and she could feel just how tight you were holding onto her.
“I’m gonna move, okay baby?” She watches your facial expressions, pulling over ever so slightly after you nod to give her the okay. She groaned, the drag of the fake cock pulling all kinds of sensations through both of your bodies.
She slowly built a rhythm, aiming towards that spongy part inside of you. She knew immediately when she found it. A moan ripping from your lips with every drag of her cock. Sevika could feel your walls fluttering around her, trying to suck her in deeper.
Sevika picks up the pace, using her flesh hand to rub tight circles on your clit in time with her thrusts. Sevika groans, her abdomen tightening with her impending release. You wrap your arms around Sevika’s shoulders, your nails dragging along her back.
She groans again, your moans encouraging her to keep going. “Oh… Oh god. Sevi, please. Just like that. Yes!”
Sevika smirks, keeping her pace steady. “Yeah? Cum for me, baby. I wanna feel it.” You moan in her ear, your abdomen tightening with that familiar feeling. Walls flutter around the toy as it hits all of your sweet spots.
Sevika straightens her back, her hands finding your hips as she continues to thrust into you. Your legs are spread around her thighs, your back arched off the bed, and your head thrown back as you moan out her name with every thrust. Sevika digs her thumbs into your abdomen, causing you to shout and your orgasm hitting you so hard you see stars.
Sevika chuckles, her thrusts quickening slightly as she continues to fuck you through your orgasm. You whine, hands wrapped around her wrists as she fucks you. You hear Sevikas moans get higher in pitch, her thrusts faltering slightly. She thrusts a couple more times before she curls over.
You swore you could feel the toy inside you twitch in time with her grunts. Both of you tried catching your breath. You throw your arm over your eyes. Chest rising and falling with every breath.
“Holy shit that one was intense.” You breathe out, a slight chuckle leaving your lips.
Sevika chuckles, wincing as she pulls out, “Holy shit is right. Holy shit…” She unstraps the harness, throwing it to the side to clean later. She grabs a soft towel from under her nightstand, gently cleaning you off.