Arcane headcanons | °• Sevika •°

You provoke her a little

(Ya guys you know what this will kinda turn into, at least a bit)

• Sevika is lounging on the couch, her legs stretched out, the mechanical arm resting lazily on the armrest. She's focused on a drink in her hands, completely at ease.

• You approach quitly, a playfull glint in your eyes, and give her shoulder a light smack, teasing her with a remark about how she's "always slacking."

• She glances at you, one brow raised her smirk appeating instantly as she sets the drink down. "Oh, you're looking for trouble, princess?" she mutters, her tone low but amused.

• You dont back off, grinning as you nudge her again, your teasing escalating. Sevika's smirk widens, and she shifts her weight forward slightly, clearly gearing up for retaliation.

• Before you can step back, her human hand darts out, catching your wrist, and she pulls you into her lap with little effort. "You wanna start something, sugar?" She asks, her tone dripping with playful menace.

• You wriggle free, laughing as you try to escape her grasp, but she's quicker, her mechanical arm wrapping lightly around your waist to stop you in your tracks.

• She doesn't squeeze hard, just enough to hold you in place while you struggle, her chuckle low and rumbling as she watches you squirm. "You're not getting away that easily."

• When you twist around and push at her chest, Sevika plays along, pretending to stumble back before effortlessly catching herself, her strenght obveaus in how little she's actually trying.

• She leans in close, her smirk still firmly in place, her breath warm against your ear as she murmurs: "You're really asking for it, doll."

• You push her again, laughing harder, and Sevika finally lets loose, flipping the dynamic by pulling you down onto her lap.

• Her mechanical arm braces against the cushion beside her body while her human hand rests on your hip, her grip firm but not restricting.

• "Now what's the plan?" she teases, her voice dropping slightly as her gaze locks onto yours, her smirk softening into something more intense.

• You try to retort, but Sevika cuts you off by leaning in closer, her lips brushing against the corner of your mouth. "Thought so." she mutters, her voice a low growl that sends a shiver down your spine.

• The playfulness lingers, but the shift in her tone and the heat in her gaze make your heart race, her teasing now laced with something deeper.

• Her hand moves from your hip to your jaw, tilting your face slightly as her thumb brushes along your cheek. "You're bold, princess." she murmurs, her smirk returning. "But you'll never win against me."

• Befor you can argue, she closes the distance, her lips capturing yours in a kiss that is slow and deliberate, her hand onto your head to hold you still, her usual restraint melting away in the heat of the moment.

• When she finally pulls back, her forehead rests against yours, her breath still heavy from the kiss "You're lucky I'm your girlfrien, sugar." she says quitly, a rare vulnerability in her voice.