is it a little unhinged to think of cockwarming sevika in a public setting? she makes sure you’re wearing a cute little skirt or dress and no underwear. maybe it’s before a game of poker. she unzips her pants and pulls out enough of her cock (strap) then guides you to sit perfect and pretty on her lap.
she knows you’re wet already—so not like she needs to prep you. you’re a perfect little plaything for her. she loves how soft and warm you feel too. in a way it keeps her grounded. she knows you’ll be flushed and fidgety once everyone starts coming in. but you both know the slightest movement leaves you sensitive and desperate to be fucked.
sevika loves when you’re too gone and have to lay your head on her shoulder. she purposely will buck her hips upwards, acting as if she’s shifting in her chair. you always leak all over her pants and it’s smeared between your thighs. when sevika bounces her leg as the game intensifies, half knowing what it does for you but also so distracted by the game.
you don’t care when you start whimpering and mindlessly kissing her neck. sevika’s one arm while circle your waist and tap your thigh to behave. she has to do this once or twice throughout the night. not like she truly minds. but sevika would rather not give away the truth of the situation.
and when sevika inevitably wins she rejoices and dismisses the losers. her hands gripping your waist knowing she’s about to claim her prize. sevika bouncing you on her lap and letting you be as loud and profane as you desire. she knows people can hear behind the thin curtain. heck she knows they can see the shadows. but it’s all the better for her. having you so far gone you don’t care you’re being fucked in public.
or if sevika had a rough game—she’ll hook her arms between your legs. pushing into the nearest wall and fucking up into your leaking hole until she’s had enough. your weight and height nothing in comparison to sevika’s strength. her arms dragging you down on her cock as she slams her cock into you.