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Day 29: Sevika

The otherworldly creature heedfully lifted an umpteenth bronze partition from the mechanical arm that rested on the low table in front of her.

She carelessly dropped her pliers onto the surface, scooting ever so slightly forward on her knees to observe the gears inside the metallic limb.

"How about you hurry this up? I got places to be." The woman's rough voice did not falter, even if her eyes had been unequivocally attracted to Hiedra's plunging neckline.

The prostitute leaned closer to the mechanisms she was inspecting, using her nimble fingers to yank out a small ring from the gearwork. She concurrently scratched her long nails, bearing a chipped coat of dark burgundy nail polish, on an edge of Sevika's inner arm.

Her voice was pleased, discarding her interlocutor's annoyance. "You're the one who came to me..."

"I would've gone to Singed, but he's busy."

It was an aggressive retort, however the courtesan was more than accustomed to her manners.

"So I've heard."

The gangster rolled her human shoulder to ease the slight discomfort in her spine; she was sitting hunched above the table to keep her arm flat against it. Sevika sneered mockingly.

"I hope I'm not keeping you from anyone."

Truthfully - and obviously - she hoped the exact opposite.

The sex worker inserted a small cogged wheel inside her mouth, licking it with purposeful theatrics.

Silco's lieutenant gawked at her agile tongue, mesmerized by the strings of saliva and the dripping substance against the shiny piece of metal. Hiedra fished it out, tossing the rounded object on her table.

"As long as you're paying, you're a client."

"Hm. This isn't what I'm supposed to be paying you to do."

"The door's closed, no one knows what we're doing in here. This is fine." Wielding a damaged screwdriver, the hooker popped out another component of the body replacement.

She added, aroused and amused, "I could always sit on your face while I work on this, although I don't think it'll help me focus."

Sevika smirked, eyeing the inventor lustfully.

"Maybe we should try."


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