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𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑬

🩷 - Fluff 🖤- Smut 💙- Angst 🕸️- Horror/Gore

𝑺𝑨𝑩𝑰𝑵𝑬

🩷- Sabine Sabine, My Lover, Sabine - Multi Chapter Fic - The Complete And Full Work Of Exploring Your's And Sabine's Relationship.

🖤- Oh, Soul Rider - One Shot - Sabine fucks you against a wall, takes place after the darkonium shipment explodes. Also happy Equestrian Festival! Not connected to Sabine, Sabine, My Lover, Sabine. MDNI.

ABSOLUTELY NO ONE HAS MY PERMISSION TO REPOST MY WORK TO ANY SITE.

𝑶𝑯, 𝑺𝑶𝑼𝑳 𝑹𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑹 (𝟏𝟖+)

Author's Note: This was the very first smut I ever wrote so please be kind LMAO.

Contents: Sex, enemies to lovers, vaginal fingering, strap-ons, and dirty talk.

Word Count: 2056

Summary: Sabine fucks you against a wall, takes place after the darkonium shipment explodes. Also happy Equestrian Festival!

“Huh, not too bad, Y/N. Looks like you’ve faced Shadow Seekers before.” 

Was that praise? From Sabine? You could only swallow and nod in agreement, trying to steady your heavy breathing. The townspeople had calmed down significantly, and had started putting out the fires caused by said Shadow Seekers and Pandorian Rifts. 

“Not too bad yourself,” you said, winking at Sabine. 

She glared at you, confused by your response. “Excuse me?” 

You licked your teeth, gathering your courage and stared right back at Sabine. “I said ‘not too bad yourself.’ You look good wielding magic.” 

“The fuck is that supposed to mean?” She asked, the muscles of her forearms tightening as she gripped Khaan’s reins. He snorted and shook his head in response. 

“It means you look good wielding magic,” you started, raking your eyes over her own heaving chest and down her legs, “and powerful.”

Sabine finally seemed to be picking up what you were putting down. “Oh yeah? Of course you’re into that shit.” 

“You don’t seem like you’re… not into it.” You raised your eyebrows hopefully, your hands fidgeting. 

She thought for a minute. “You could say that,” she finally stated. “Anything else you wanna admit?” 

 You rolled your eyes. “Do I have to spell it out for you? I. Want. To. Fuck. You,” you said, emphasizing every syllable. 

“That wasn’t so bad now, was it?” Sabine grinned at you, as smug as the cat that got the cream. 

“Oh, fuck you,” you sputtered. Of course she knew what you were after. She just wanted you to say it out loud. Hot , your brain whispered. Shut up! you whispered back. 

Sabine chuckled. “That is what you’re trying to do.” 

Which was how you found yourself being pressed up against the back of somebody’s house with Sabine insistently kissing at your neck, her strong hips pushing into yours and practically holding you up. You groaned and grasped at her hair, tilting your head back. Sabine took the opening and mouthed her way up the side of your neck, nipping at your jaw along the way before capturing your mouth in a searing kiss. 

You whined involuntarily, and felt Sabine chuckle against your lips; a deep, rich, velvety sound that made your knees want to buckle. Actually, they were buckling, and you broke the kiss with a gasp and held onto Sabine’s shoulders for stability. She smirked down at you and forced her knee between your legs, pushing up against your clit. You moaned and shifted, trying to get that warm wash of pleasure to come back. 

“You like that, huh, sweetheart?” She asked patronizingly, flexing her thigh underneath you. 

You panted and leaned forward, only for Sabine to push you back against the wall with a hand to your chest. 

“Answer me,” she said, her voice nowhere near as affected as yours would be and brooking no opposition. 

You swallowed and tried to blink away the fog that had settled over your brain. “Y-yeah, I like th-this. A lot.” 

“Good,” Sabine purred, sliding her hand down from your chest to the waistline of your pants, running her fingers along the edge. “And if you wanted more, what do you say?” 

“P-please,” you stuttered, not-so-subtly grinding down on Sabine’s leg as you spoke. 

Satisfied with your answer, Sabine popped the button of your pants open easily. “Good.” 

Her hand slid past your underwear to find that you were shamefully wet already, and she chuckled for the third time that day, only to pause when she felt your thighs clench around her wrist. 

“You really are into this shit, aren’t you?” She asked incredulously. Your cheeks went hot and you quickly tried to hide your face in your hands, embarrassed, but you still nodded. “Oh, I’m gonna have fun with you , Soul Rider.” 

As soon as she said that, you felt her slip two fingers inside of you and curl them gently. You shuddered and tried not to clamp your thighs down on her hand harder than you already were, holding onto her waist for support. 

“ Oh… f-fuck,” you mewled, your hips stuttering into her fingers desperately. 

Sabine towered over you, swiping her thumb over your clit. “You’re really this wet? Already? Aren’t you easy?” 

You nodded and gasped, your hands scrabbling at the wall behind you for purchase. “ F-fuck, yes, I-I am. Don’t stop p-please , don’t stop.” 

All Sabine did was hum, continuing her assault on your most sensitive spots. You groaned and let her, your legs shaking with the effort of holding yourself up and not crushing Sabine’s hand. Her fingers felt like fire inside of you, hot and flickering and perfect, and when you opened your eyes to meet Sabine’s, her gaze had gone from a soft, glowing amber to the molten, searing stare that you only ever saw in battle. She was watching you like a hawk that had found a mouse in a field, predatory and a little bit terrifying. It only made you want to shrink beneath her stature more, and you swallowed heavily. 

You felt your core clench again, aching pleasure building in a great knot in your stomach, and started to move your hips in time with Sabine’s movements. You whined again, the knot in your stomach steadily growing closer to snapping, before Sabine pulled her hand out of your pants, her fingers shiny and slick. 

“None of that, now,” she muttered as you cried out at the loss, sticking her fingers in her mouth and sucking them clean. “You’re not finishing until I say so, do you understand?” 

You nodded shakily, letting your gaze fall to the ground as you collected your breath. That was until Sabine grabbed your face and turned you towards her, squishing your cheeks together. 

“I said, do you understand?” 

You nodded again furiously. “Y-yes ma’am.” 

“Good.” Sabine’s hand dropped from your face, working on unbuttoning her breeches. “Turn around, pants down.” 

You did as she commanded, trying to turn around and pull your pants under your hips at the same time, only getting them around your knees before Sabine was pushing you over so that you were at a 90   degree angle, your ass on full display. Sabine’s hand came down on your ass, reminding you of the fact that you were still, technically in public, and shut your mouth before a protest could make it’s way out. You could only thank Aideen that the fence was there. 

“Oh, so now you remember where we are? Took you long enough,” Sabine said, running her thumb through your slick folds before circling your clit, building that knot in your stomach once more. 

You were about to respond when you felt something warm and solid press against your entrance. Craning your neck back, you saw a thick, black and red silicone dildo attached to a harness around Sabine’s waist.

“You wear that thing all the time…? Just around?” You asked, your eyes flickering between the dildo and Sabine’s eyes. 

Sabine just snickered darkly and waved her hand, dark magic slithering in and out between her fingers as her eyes flashed. “Aren’t you glad I do?”

You stopped. “Wait, hold on, you just keep that on you at all times?”

“Do you want me to fuck you or not?” 

“...Yes ma’am.” 

Sabine rolled her eyes. “That’s what I thought.” 

You were about to risk another spanking with a snarky remark when Sabine kicked your legs further apart, and, more gently than you would have given her credit for, spread you open for all the island to see on her toy. You whimpered. Whatever fire magic had been put into the toy around Sabine’s waist was nothing short of heavenly, and you had to brace yourself against the wall in front of you to keep from toppling faceforward onto the ground. 

Behind you, Sabine also let out a delighted noise, running one of her hands over your back soothingly while you adjusted to the feeling of something hot and heavy in your pussy. The earlier edging you had received had left you very much aching and desperate to have your cunt stuffed to the brim, your muscles lax and dripping with your juices. You could feel it dripping down your thighs, and the sound the strap made when Sabine finally bottomed out inside of you was nothing short of vulgar. 

You loved it. 

Sabine was done waiting. With nothing more than her grabbing onto the roots of your hair for an anchor point as a warning, Sabine rolled her hips sinfully, the dildo hot and pulsing, almost as if it was a real dick.

Fucking magic, you though, fucking Sabine. 

The pace she set was painfully slow, like she was letting you adjust to the size still, although you doubted you ever would. It felt so big inside you, prying your pussy open with each drag of the length. You’d never had sex this fucking good in your life, and you doubted you would ever again. Sabine was hitting places you hadn’t known existed until then, making you whimper and whine and struggle to keep yourself propped up against the wall. 

Warmth flooded your back as Sabine leaned over your back, solid, so so fucking solid was the only way to describe the pillar of strength that was pushing you forward and holding you up all at once. Sabine had wrapped her free arm around your waist and was coming up to grope at your tits under your shirt, biting into the soft flesh of your shoulder as she did so. 

“You’re nothing but a dirty fucking slut for me, aren’t you?” She growled, the lewd squelch of her thighs meeting your ass answering in your place, “so good for me,” she praises, fingers rolling and pinching your nipples, making you squeak. It was all so much. 

“You’ve got such a lewd cunt. Did you always want me to claim you like this?” 

You can only stutter out a meek, “Yes-yes, yes, please. Sabine, I-I want you,” unintentionally clamping around her strap – making her groan as each pass she makes in your cunt suddenly becomes tighter. You can feel the toy rubbing against the velvet walls of your cunt, shuddering. 

The heat in the pit of your stomach threatens to boil over, along with the goosebumps that erupt across your flesh. Closer, so close you can almost taste it.

You end up coming with starbursts exploding behind your eyelids, and Sabine muffles the high-pitched keen of her name with a hand over your mouth. She rides out your orgasm – despite your spasming walls doing little in helping her keep it together. Groaning once more, she pulled out and released her grip on your hair. You moaned as she did so, gripping onto the brick or whatever the wall in front of you was made of to keep upright, you weren’t paying attention. 

You were shaking, every limb struggling to not collapse right then and there. Sabine was still behind you, you could hear her pulling herself together and buckling her pants while you were trying to regain any sense of composure. 

“That good, huh soul rider?” Sabine snorted, giving your ass a less-than-soft smack. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back, and you toppled forward without even trying to stop yourself. This earned another short laugh from Sabine, and you finally stopped your head from swimming and struggled to pull up your pants. 

When you finally could stand, albeit shakily, Sabine was still waiting for you. You hadn’t expected her to be there, assuming she was the type to just leave you to your own devices, but she was staring at you expectantly. 

“Well uh,” you hesitated stupidly, “guess we’d better head back, huh?” 

“Katja and Jay are waiting for you.” Sabine rolled her eyes, and then shoved you back against the wall you were holding onto for dear life not too long ago, caging you in with her arm. “But don’t you dare pull any of the shit you did with me to those two. You’re mine, understand?” 

“Yep, understood. Gotcha,” you nodded, already turned on again, only relaxing when Sabine lowered her arm. 

“Good. See you around, soul rider,” Sabine crooned, giving your ass one final tap, making you squeak, but when you turned around to confront her, Sabine was gone. 

End Notes: soooo whatdya thiink? yes no maybe? also sorry for disappearing for checks watch four months. every ounce of creativity left my body up until now. this has nothing to do with any of my other works, i just wanted to get the goodgood yk? ANYWAYS. wash ya hands, stay safe, sane, and sexy, and remember i love yall always. enjoy!!

AO3 Link

ABSOLUTELY NO ONE HAS MY PERMISSION TO REPOST MY WORK TO ANY SITE.

𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑬

🩷 - Fluff 🖤- Smut 💙- Angst 🕸️- Horror/Gore

𝑺𝑨𝑩𝑰𝑵𝑬

🩷- Sabine Sabine, My Lover, Sabine - Multi Chapter Fic - The Complete And Full Work Of Exploring Your's And Sabine's Relationship.

🖤- Oh, Soul Rider - One Shot - Sabine fucks you against a wall, takes place after the darkonium shipment explodes. Also happy Equestrian Festival! Not connected to Sabine, Sabine, My Lover, Sabine. MDNI.

ABSOLUTELY NO ONE HAS MY PERMISSION TO REPOST MY WORK TO ANY SITE.

𝑶𝑯, 𝑺𝑶𝑼𝑳 𝑹𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑹 (𝟏𝟖+)

Author's Note: This was the very first smut I ever wrote so please be kind LMAO.

Contents: Sex, enemies to lovers, vaginal fingering, strap-ons, and dirty talk.

Word Count: 2056

Summary: Sabine fucks you against a wall, takes place after the darkonium shipment explodes. Also happy Equestrian Festival!

“Huh, not too bad, Y/N. Looks like you’ve faced Shadow Seekers before.” 

Was that praise? From Sabine? You could only swallow and nod in agreement, trying to steady your heavy breathing. The townspeople had calmed down significantly, and had started putting out the fires caused by said Shadow Seekers and Pandorian Rifts. 

“Not too bad yourself,” you said, winking at Sabine. 

She glared at you, confused by your response. “Excuse me?” 

You licked your teeth, gathering your courage and stared right back at Sabine. “I said ‘not too bad yourself.’ You look good wielding magic.” 

“The fuck is that supposed to mean?” She asked, the muscles of her forearms tightening as she gripped Khaan’s reins. He snorted and shook his head in response. 

“It means you look good wielding magic,” you started, raking your eyes over her own heaving chest and down her legs, “and powerful.”

Sabine finally seemed to be picking up what you were putting down. “Oh yeah? Of course you’re into that shit.” 

“You don’t seem like you’re… not into it.” You raised your eyebrows hopefully, your hands fidgeting. 

She thought for a minute. “You could say that,” she finally stated. “Anything else you wanna admit?” 

 You rolled your eyes. “Do I have to spell it out for you? I. Want. To. Fuck. You,” you said, emphasizing every syllable. 

“That wasn’t so bad now, was it?” Sabine grinned at you, as smug as the cat that got the cream. 

“Oh, fuck you,” you sputtered. Of course she knew what you were after. She just wanted you to say it out loud. Hot , your brain whispered. Shut up! you whispered back. 

Sabine chuckled. “That is what you’re trying to do.” 

Which was how you found yourself being pressed up against the back of somebody’s house with Sabine insistently kissing at your neck, her strong hips pushing into yours and practically holding you up. You groaned and grasped at her hair, tilting your head back. Sabine took the opening and mouthed her way up the side of your neck, nipping at your jaw along the way before capturing your mouth in a searing kiss. 

You whined involuntarily, and felt Sabine chuckle against your lips; a deep, rich, velvety sound that made your knees want to buckle. Actually, they were buckling, and you broke the kiss with a gasp and held onto Sabine’s shoulders for stability. She smirked down at you and forced her knee between your legs, pushing up against your clit. You moaned and shifted, trying to get that warm wash of pleasure to come back. 

“You like that, huh, sweetheart?” She asked patronizingly, flexing her thigh underneath you. 

You panted and leaned forward, only for Sabine to push you back against the wall with a hand to your chest. 

“Answer me,” she said, her voice nowhere near as affected as yours would be and brooking no opposition. 

You swallowed and tried to blink away the fog that had settled over your brain. “Y-yeah, I like th-this. A lot.” 

“Good,” Sabine purred, sliding her hand down from your chest to the waistline of your pants, running her fingers along the edge. “And if you wanted more, what do you say?” 

“P-please,” you stuttered, not-so-subtly grinding down on Sabine’s leg as you spoke. 

Satisfied with your answer, Sabine popped the button of your pants open easily. “Good.” 

Her hand slid past your underwear to find that you were shamefully wet already, and she chuckled for the third time that day, only to pause when she felt your thighs clench around her wrist. 

“You really are into this shit, aren’t you?” She asked incredulously. Your cheeks went hot and you quickly tried to hide your face in your hands, embarrassed, but you still nodded. “Oh, I’m gonna have fun with you , Soul Rider.” 

As soon as she said that, you felt her slip two fingers inside of you and curl them gently. You shuddered and tried not to clamp your thighs down on her hand harder than you already were, holding onto her waist for support. 

“ Oh… f-fuck,” you mewled, your hips stuttering into her fingers desperately. 

Sabine towered over you, swiping her thumb over your clit. “You’re really this wet? Already? Aren’t you easy?” 

You nodded and gasped, your hands scrabbling at the wall behind you for purchase. “ F-fuck, yes, I-I am. Don’t stop p-please , don’t stop.” 

All Sabine did was hum, continuing her assault on your most sensitive spots. You groaned and let her, your legs shaking with the effort of holding yourself up and not crushing Sabine’s hand. Her fingers felt like fire inside of you, hot and flickering and perfect, and when you opened your eyes to meet Sabine’s, her gaze had gone from a soft, glowing amber to the molten, searing stare that you only ever saw in battle. She was watching you like a hawk that had found a mouse in a field, predatory and a little bit terrifying. It only made you want to shrink beneath her stature more, and you swallowed heavily. 

You felt your core clench again, aching pleasure building in a great knot in your stomach, and started to move your hips in time with Sabine’s movements. You whined again, the knot in your stomach steadily growing closer to snapping, before Sabine pulled her hand out of your pants, her fingers shiny and slick. 

“None of that, now,” she muttered as you cried out at the loss, sticking her fingers in her mouth and sucking them clean. “You’re not finishing until I say so, do you understand?” 

You nodded shakily, letting your gaze fall to the ground as you collected your breath. That was until Sabine grabbed your face and turned you towards her, squishing your cheeks together. 

“I said, do you understand?” 

You nodded again furiously. “Y-yes ma’am.” 

“Good.” Sabine’s hand dropped from your face, working on unbuttoning her breeches. “Turn around, pants down.” 

You did as she commanded, trying to turn around and pull your pants under your hips at the same time, only getting them around your knees before Sabine was pushing you over so that you were at a 90   degree angle, your ass on full display. Sabine’s hand came down on your ass, reminding you of the fact that you were still, technically in public, and shut your mouth before a protest could make it’s way out. You could only thank Aideen that the fence was there. 

“Oh, so now you remember where we are? Took you long enough,” Sabine said, running her thumb through your slick folds before circling your clit, building that knot in your stomach once more. 

You were about to respond when you felt something warm and solid press against your entrance. Craning your neck back, you saw a thick, black and red silicone dildo attached to a harness around Sabine’s waist.

“You wear that thing all the time…? Just around?” You asked, your eyes flickering between the dildo and Sabine’s eyes. 

Sabine just snickered darkly and waved her hand, dark magic slithering in and out between her fingers as her eyes flashed. “Aren’t you glad I do?”

You stopped. “Wait, hold on, you just keep that on you at all times?”

“Do you want me to fuck you or not?” 

“...Yes ma’am.” 

Sabine rolled her eyes. “That’s what I thought.” 

You were about to risk another spanking with a snarky remark when Sabine kicked your legs further apart, and, more gently than you would have given her credit for, spread you open for all the island to see on her toy. You whimpered. Whatever fire magic had been put into the toy around Sabine’s waist was nothing short of heavenly, and you had to brace yourself against the wall in front of you to keep from toppling faceforward onto the ground. 

Behind you, Sabine also let out a delighted noise, running one of her hands over your back soothingly while you adjusted to the feeling of something hot and heavy in your pussy. The earlier edging you had received had left you very much aching and desperate to have your cunt stuffed to the brim, your muscles lax and dripping with your juices. You could feel it dripping down your thighs, and the sound the strap made when Sabine finally bottomed out inside of you was nothing short of vulgar. 

You loved it. 

Sabine was done waiting. With nothing more than her grabbing onto the roots of your hair for an anchor point as a warning, Sabine rolled her hips sinfully, the dildo hot and pulsing, almost as if it was a real dick.

Fucking magic, you though, fucking Sabine. 

The pace she set was painfully slow, like she was letting you adjust to the size still, although you doubted you ever would. It felt so big inside you, prying your pussy open with each drag of the length. You’d never had sex this fucking good in your life, and you doubted you would ever again. Sabine was hitting places you hadn’t known existed until then, making you whimper and whine and struggle to keep yourself propped up against the wall. 

Warmth flooded your back as Sabine leaned over your back, solid, so so fucking solid was the only way to describe the pillar of strength that was pushing you forward and holding you up all at once. Sabine had wrapped her free arm around your waist and was coming up to grope at your tits under your shirt, biting into the soft flesh of your shoulder as she did so. 

“You’re nothing but a dirty fucking slut for me, aren’t you?” She growled, the lewd squelch of her thighs meeting your ass answering in your place, “so good for me,” she praises, fingers rolling and pinching your nipples, making you squeak. It was all so much. 

“You’ve got such a lewd cunt. Did you always want me to claim you like this?” 

You can only stutter out a meek, “Yes-yes, yes, please. Sabine, I-I want you,” unintentionally clamping around her strap – making her groan as each pass she makes in your cunt suddenly becomes tighter. You can feel the toy rubbing against the velvet walls of your cunt, shuddering. 

The heat in the pit of your stomach threatens to boil over, along with the goosebumps that erupt across your flesh. Closer, so close you can almost taste it.

You end up coming with starbursts exploding behind your eyelids, and Sabine muffles the high-pitched keen of her name with a hand over your mouth. She rides out your orgasm – despite your spasming walls doing little in helping her keep it together. Groaning once more, she pulled out and released her grip on your hair. You moaned as she did so, gripping onto the brick or whatever the wall in front of you was made of to keep upright, you weren’t paying attention. 

You were shaking, every limb struggling to not collapse right then and there. Sabine was still behind you, you could hear her pulling herself together and buckling her pants while you were trying to regain any sense of composure. 

“That good, huh soul rider?” Sabine snorted, giving your ass a less-than-soft smack. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back, and you toppled forward without even trying to stop yourself. This earned another short laugh from Sabine, and you finally stopped your head from swimming and struggled to pull up your pants. 

When you finally could stand, albeit shakily, Sabine was still waiting for you. You hadn’t expected her to be there, assuming she was the type to just leave you to your own devices, but she was staring at you expectantly. 

“Well uh,” you hesitated stupidly, “guess we’d better head back, huh?” 

“Katja and Jay are waiting for you.” Sabine rolled her eyes, and then shoved you back against the wall you were holding onto for dear life not too long ago, caging you in with her arm. “But don’t you dare pull any of the shit you did with me to those two. You’re mine, understand?” 

“Yep, understood. Gotcha,” you nodded, already turned on again, only relaxing when Sabine lowered her arm. 

“Good. See you around, soul rider,” Sabine crooned, giving your ass one final tap, making you squeak, but when you turned around to confront her, Sabine was gone. 

End Notes: soooo whatdya thiink? yes no maybe? also sorry for disappearing for checks watch four months. every ounce of creativity left my body up until now. this has nothing to do with any of my other works, i just wanted to get the goodgood yk? ANYWAYS. wash ya hands, stay safe, sane, and sexy, and remember i love yall always. enjoy!!

AO3 Link

ABSOLUTELY NO ONE HAS MY PERMISSION TO REPOST MY WORK TO ANY SITE.

really flirtatious douchebag butch who keeps hooking their fingers into the belt loop of their femmes low rise jeans and snapping her bra strap. who spreads their legs obnoxiously in every seat they sit in, patting their thigh so their femme can take a seat, one arm thrown over her shoulder and their hand ""accidentally"" resting right on her left tit. who calls her doll and babe and sweetheart more than they call her her actual name, and brags to their friends about making her cum four times in a row, and leers at her every time she looks their way.

really flirtatious douchebag butch who, as soon as their femme returns that energy at all - tugging them in by their tie and calling them honey and resting her head on their shoulder, hot breath ghosting over their neck - become a stammering red-faced mess. all confidence and cockiness replaced by nervous laughter and avoided eye contact and a waver in their voice. a gentle (and kinda sweaty) hand pressed to their femmes lower back to balance her in their lap as well as to steady their nerves. worried that since they can't smooth talk anymore she'll get bored of them and leave when in reality this is the reaction she's been hoping for all night.

really flirtatious douchebag butch who keeps hooking their fingers into the belt loop of their femmes low rise jeans and snapping her bra strap. who spreads their legs obnoxiously in every seat they sit in, patting their thigh so their femme can take a seat, one arm thrown over her shoulder and their hand ""accidentally"" resting right on her left tit. who calls her doll and babe and sweetheart more than they call her her actual name, and brags to their friends about making her cum four times in a row, and leers at her every time she looks their way.

really flirtatious douchebag butch who, as soon as their femme returns that energy at all - tugging them in by their tie and calling them honey and resting her head on their shoulder, hot breath ghosting over their neck - become a stammering red-faced mess. all confidence and cockiness replaced by nervous laughter and avoided eye contact and a waver in their voice. a gentle (and kinda sweaty) hand pressed to their femmes lower back to balance her in their lap as well as to steady their nerves. worried that since they can't smooth talk anymore she'll get bored of them and leave when in reality this is the reaction she's been hoping for all night.

just drawing some doodles 😳

expanded it to a few drawings and I added my oc from sso, maybe in the future I will draw a more realistic Sabine (?)

Sabine and Khaan

Sabine-

I CANT STOP DRAWING HER

MORE SABINE