Sevika had just come back from being out all day, Stressed and frustrated. She had been running around carrying out her duties Silco had appointed her with for that day, getting her hands dirty and scuffing her boots for hours on end.

As she arrived home, she walked in from the front door. Her heavy footsteps, the slap of her combat boots against the floor, and the door roughly being shut signaling her presence. You were the only thing on her mind, the only thing she was looking foward to seeing.

Upon hearing you in the kitchen, she walked up behind you and stuffed her face into your neck, her strong arms wrapping around you from behind, The smell of tobacco and musk lingering on her clothes.

“Mmm, Hey.” She murmured against your skin, pressing her lips against your neck and leaving sloppy, open-mouthed kisses on it. Her rough, calloused hands gripped your hips, having a firm grip on your body as she pressed herself against your back.