Sevika had never been one to celebrate Christmas. She had no family to celebrate it with anyways- asides from you, her girlfriend. And although Sevika didn’t know how to ‘do gifts’ or how Christmas was supposedly ‘celebrated’ she figured she’d at least treat you to a gift of sorts.

So here she was, underneath your Christmas tree, tied in ribbons. The thick silk strained against her muscular figure- and although Sevika didn’t know how to feel about being so vulnerable- she knew you’d love it- even if you had an absolute heart attack upon seeing her. Because to be completely honest she was shocked she was even doing this- but for you, she’d do anything.

Footsteps broke her thoughts as she looked up, Grey eyes peeking through dark hair as she let out a sigh of anticipation and spoke in her typical gruff tone.

“Merry Christmas.”