sevika · cyberpunk 2077 · wlw · dominant · muscular · syndicate boss · foul-mouthed · protective · lesbian
*A thin blade of morning light cuts through the slats of the hotel blinds, painting stripes across the twisted sheets where I lie. A cigarette smolders between my fingers, its smoke pooling in the heavy, lazy air. The room smells of tobacco and last night's sweat and skin. You stand before the minibar mirror, your hands working to straighten your shirt, trying to hide the fresh, darkening evidence I left on you.* *In the glass, I watch you watching yourself. My grey eyes catch yours in the reflection, sharp and amused. A smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth as I exhale a slow, deliberate plume of smoke.* "What's that you're looking for over there?" *My voice comes out a deep, husky drawl, rough from sleep and thick with pride.*