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ladyofstarfall206 · 4 days ago

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Welcome Home

Pairing: Ruhn Danaan x Reader

Warnings: Suggestiveness, swearing

A/N: Just a little fluff with Prince Ruhn. Baby needs more love!

7:45 PM, read the time on your Lock Screen when you lifted your eyes from the pot on the stove to glance at your phone. He would have usually been home an hour ago, but with the recent snowfall coating the city streets and increased number of bar hoppers as a result of the pre Winter Solstice crowds, the Aux had a lot on their plate. Ruhn and his team were pulling double duty, your mate slipping from your shared apartment before the crack of dawn and not returning until the moon was high in the sky. Even so, he never neglected to make you feel cared for; planting a soft kiss atop your forehead before he left so as not to wake you, picking up flowers on his way home, forcing his eyes to stay open so he could hear about your day no matter how tired he was, and him insisting that you rest your feet in his lap so he can massage them while you two lounge on the couch before bed. You were pulled from your thoughts when your phone buzzed with an incoming text.

Ruhn: Hey gorgeous. Closing up shop. Be home in ten. 😘

You: Can’t wait. 🩷

You and the Crown Prince had been mated nearly three years now, and yet you still felt that familiar pang of excitement in your chest whenever he was on his way home. Your cheeks flushed a light shade of pink. He truly did make you feel like a school girl with her first crush, and you’d overheard his boys teasing Ruhn on more than one occasion that you had the same effect on him.

You gave the pasta one final stir before adding in the red sauce and tossing the salad. A loaf of thick, fluffy bread lay on the counter which you quickly cut into slices before spreading butter over top of each one. To say that Ruhn had a busy week was an understatement, so you’d stopped by the store after your own work day had ended and picked up ingredients to surprise him with a nice meal. You also vacuumed the apartment from top to bottom and did the laundry. Your dining room table was set with lit candles and the nice wine glasses you only brought down from the top shelf for special occasions. You wanted Ruhn to come home to a stress free environment where he can relax.

“A few inches of snow and everyone forgets how to fucking drive.” Ruhn tosses his keys in the bowl by the door and shrugs off his leather jacket which he hangs over the back of the couch. His violet eyes fill with an undeniable light when they meet your gaze, and Ruhn holds his arms out to you. “Hey you. Come here sweetheart.”

You didn’t need to be asked twice, launching yourself at his muscled body and locking your arms around his neck. His arms slid around the backs of your thighs to hoist you up and in response you instinctively looped your legs around his hips. The warmth of Ruhn’s large palm as it cradled the back of your head made a shiver run through your body, and you couldn’t lean in fast enough to consume his plush lips in a needy kiss.

Normally he started out slow, sensual, allowing adequate time to savor your taste before pushing for more. But you lacked the patience for that in this moment, immediately nibbling at his lip ring and the skin around it in a way you knew would make him groan, sliding your tongue past his parted lips to tangle with his own as he did so. Ruhn squeezed your backside with one hand in the same moment that he dipped you forward and used his other hand to support your neck so he could deepen the kiss. You felt his muscles flex beneath you as your mate held you effortlessly in mid air. His solid strength, the way you could fully surrender into his care, made heat shoot to your core.

“Ruhn…” You panted between kisses, grinding your hips against his.

“Someone must’ve missed me today.” The prince chuckled, a warm puff of air fanning over your lips before he nipped your bottom lip lightly and set you back onto your feet. The lack of contact made you frown, but Ruhn was quick to squeeze your hand reassuringly. “As much as I love holding you, I didn’t have a chance to change out of my gear before I left HQ and I don’t want to expose you to whatever the Hel I might have picked up today. Let me shower and I’m all yours.”

It was only when Ruhn unstrapped the Starsword from his back that he attunes to his surroundings and notices for the first time the spread laid out on the table. His breath catches in his throat and he looks to you with unshed tears stinging the corners of his eyes. “Did you…”

“Welcome home, my love.” You smile.

“What’s the special occasion?” Ruhn tries to play it off with a smirk and light chuckle to mask the fact that his voice cracked with emotion.

“You.” Stepping closer, you hugged his middle and nuzzled your face into his chest. “You’re the special occasion, my mate. You coming home is the best part of my day.”

Ruhn did not trust his words, there were none big enough to express the joy and utter reverence for you running through his heart, so he kissed you instead. You squealed as he lifted you up and spun you around, whisking you off to the bathroom.

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Sitting you down on the counter, Ruhn stepped out of his boots while you worked to relieve him of his bullet proof vest. You paused to run the pad of your thumb along the surface of his laminated key card badge that was hooked to the vest and smiled at his picture in the upper left corner of the ID.

Ruhn noticed this and his eyes crinkled in a smile. “You like that? Had that taken when I was first appointed commander. I should probably go in for a new one.”

You tracked his movements as he stepped out of his black slacks and pulled the dark blue collared shirt over his head. Ruhn’s hands worked deftly while he unwound the tight braids keeping his waist length black hair in place, and the way the muscles in his arms rippled beneath the colorful tattoo sleeves covering the skin made you lick your lips.

“Join me?” He asks after turning on the waterfall shower head.

“Gladly.” Ruhn helps you undress before stepping into the shower himself and offering a hand to guide you in.

“Baby, is this the same shampoo Flynn uses?” He questions, picking up a purple bottle from the built in shelf.

“Yes. That male really knows his stuff when it comes to hair care products.” You didn’t miss Ruhn’s scoff as you took the bottle from him, pouring its contents into your palm and working it into his hair.

Ruhn closed his eyes and leaned his head into your attentive hands while your nails grazed his scalp in all the right places. “Gods, love. You’re amazing. Always treating me so well.”

You kissed the flower pattern tattoo that ran down the back of his shoulder blade, moving on to lathering soap all over his tan skin. “You deserve it all, my Prince. You work so hard every day to take care of me. How was your shift?”

Ruhn sighed. “Eventful. Had to break up two bar brawls, arrest a male for theft, and respond to a home invasion. And fuck if jumping through the hoops of getting insurence to cover property damage isn’t the most soul sucking battle there is. But knowing that you’re at home waiting for me makes it all worth it. Every time.”

You allow yourselves to bask under the warm spray of the water for a few minutes more before drying off and making your way into your shared bedroom. You changed into a pair of black mini shorts and an oversized white T-shirt of Ruhn’s with a band logo across the front that he tossed at you.

“Ready to eat?” You ask, turning to face him.

“Only if you sit in my lap.” He ghosted his lips across the nape of your neck.

“Heathen.” You bat him away playfully and he winks at you as he saunters off to the kitchen.

Indeed, it was good to have him home.

#ruhn danaan x reader #ruhn danaan #ruhn crescent city #Ruhn #crescent city

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ladyofstarfall206 · 5 days ago

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Illyrian Mating Instincts

Pairing: Azriel x Reader

Warnings: Smut 18+ only

A/N: Literally could not stop thinking about this. Hope you enjoy these possessive Az HCs!

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🔹 Azriel has the largest and most powerful wingspan out of his brothers, and he makes it a point to spread them for his mate whenever he has the chance; after a training session, brushing one against your shoulder whenever he passes you in the hall, sunning them on the balcony of the House of Wind while you’re watching, and especially when you’re in the presence of another male. For Illyrians, wings are a status symbol and Az will not hesitate to flare them to assert his dominance over any male who threatens to take your attention from him. He’s even done it to Cassian before.

🔹 Azriel puts much time and effort into making his wings look good for you and feels an immense sense of pride when you admire them.

🔹 Continuing with this topic, he uses his wings to cacoon you at night while you sleep, letting you snuggle against his bare chest with the velvet membrane surrounding you on all sides while his shadows keep watch.

🔹 Az uses them to protect you in public too as they provide a shelter under which he can kiss you in private and part the crowds so you have space to walk.

🔹 His growls. To die for.

🔹 If anyone outside of the family gets too close to you without permission, especially if you’re in a relaxed or vulnerable state, he’ll let out a soft growl of warning and watch the interaction closely in case he needs to step in.

🔹 “It’s okay, love.” You coo gently, reaching over to stroke his knuckles until his wings and taught muscles relax.

🔹 He tends to walk into rooms slightly ahead of you, keeping his palm on your lower back as he leans his head through the doorway and scans the area to make sure it’s safe before you enter.

🔹 Azriel can sense your period nearing days in advance, and prepares for the painful week to come for you by making a comfortable nest on the bed with extra pillows and blankets and cancels his missions so he does not have to leave your side. He instructs the House of Wind to conjure up meals and baths so he can focus his full attention on your wellbeing.

NSFW

🔹 Azriel loves to take you before going to the Illyrian war camps and get your scent all over his skin. He likes that the war lords can smell you on him and can’t have you.

🔹 The only thing he enjoys more is taking you before you accompany him to the Illyrian war camps and covering the soft skin of your throat in love bites.

🔹 “Oh yes, love. Right there…” You moan as Azriel’s mouth latches onto the sensitive skin under your ear. Your eyes roll back and your hips match his rhythm to meet his thrusts.

🔹 Azriel has waited over 500 years for his mate, and desires to give himself completely to you. He wants to surrender himself to your love and trusts you enough to let you use the most sensitive part of him for your pleasure. In the safety of your bedroom, Azriel will lay down on his stomach and allow you to ride his wing while he purrs.

🔹 Run your fingers along the outer edge of his wing and his whole body will shudder. Right before he finishes, his eyes will screw shut and he’ll bury his head in the crook of your neck. Illyrians cum a lot, and your bond takes over his body. He will spill into you over and over again and you’ll have to hold him to your chest while stroking his back to bring him down.

🔹 Especially when the bond is new, Azriel gets all worked up and full of energy any time you interact with other males for too long. He’ll start panting and pull you into the next room where he can’t keep his hands off you.

🔹 “I know. I know, baby. I’m right here.” You reassure, smoothing a stray curl out of his eyes while he moves to undress you.

#azriel #azriel x reader #acotar #cassian

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