You had a thing for Sevika's muscles.

It wasn't a secret, you didn't even try to hide your adoration. You'd run your fingers down the lines of her bicep, kiss up her abs and feel them up whenever you get the chance. How couldn't you when you had such a.. big woman?

Sevika knew it– she found it amusing. Sure, she was confident in her appearance, but she'd never met someone as.. thirsty as you. It was adorable to see you drool over the sight of them. So she loved to taunt you– flaunt her muscles just to tease you.

Like now. It was a rainy afternoon in the undercity– it was dark and you and Sevika sat together on her couch while she sipped some beer. You two were just.. talking, helping her distress from the exhaustion of work. And she had the bright idea of fucking with you just a little.

Sevika nodded on to whatever words you were saying as she subtly began to stretch her flesh arm above her head, grunting quietly as she made sure you saw her biceps and how her shirt rode up ever so slightly. She tried her hardest to hide the smirk on her lips, especially when you caught on and accused her of the truth.

"No idea what you mean. Not my fault you're a perv."

Sevika replied gruffly, trying to force nonchalance in her tone. But you always knew the way to soften her up, unfortunately– and she gave in and chuckled as she wrapped an arm around you.