#KITT AZER WHEN I CATCH YOU KITT AZER

[dollvre]

did I finish the book or did the book finished me?

yes I am talking about reckless by lauren roberts

[highladyofterrasen7]

I finished reckless.

Spoilers

KITT AZER WHEN I FIND YOU

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KAI AZER WHEN I FIND YOU

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[midnighttrainns]

can you kiss it better, kai azer

kai azer x fem!reader

warnings: fluff, violence/fighting & blood, like one swear word, suggestive.

summary: Kai and reader are sparring in practice for the trials, she hurts him and he asks for a kiss as an apology and a little more ends up happening.

word count: 1.3k

a/n: this is my first fic so yay!

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With the upcoming trials everyone has been training more than usual, I’m lost in my thoughts training with my Bloom (plant manipulation) abilities near the tree border when I feel a presence behind me sending brambles up from the ground making them snake around their legs and up their arms as quick as lightning before turning around to see who snuck up on me.

Kai Azer. 

He now stands in front of me with his arms crossed and a cocky smirk gracing his face. “Hey darling,” he chuckles looking down at the brambles holding his body in place. “As much as I love your little plants could you let me go please?” He asks looking back at me.

“Wow, Azer, you have manners?” I tease taking a few steps closer to him.

“Only for you, y/n.” His smirk turns into a wide grin as he watches my brambles wind back into the earth beneath us.

I laugh dryly, “Did you come over here for a reason?”

“Spar with me?” He questions and I nod in response.

He smiles leading me over to the sparring ring. We each grab a sword off the rack and get into a fighting stance, circling each other. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Kitt and Jax approach us, watching from the sidelines. I stare at Kai waiting for him to make the first move and he does stepping towards me and swinging his blade in my direction. I raise my sword blocking his strike. We go back and forth attacking and defending until he catches me off guard and knocks me to the ground. He follows me down pinning me to the ground.

Our bodies are pressed together as he says, “I win,” with an extremely cocky smirk thinking it’s the end and I’m going to tap out.

“No,” I heave pushing up and flipping us over so I’m straddling him and summoning vines from the dirt winding them around his wrists and ankles making sure he can’t move. “You don’t.” With our swords now out of reach, I grab a dagger from my boot and press it to his neck applying pressure. For a few seconds, he just stares at me breathing heavily before speaking.

“I guess I underestimated you,” he admits.

“You would think after all these years of y/n beating you, you would learn brother,” Kitt calls from the side.

I look over in their direction forgetting they still stood, watching us. When I look back at Kai he leans his head up and with the pressure I’m putting on the dagger it slices his skin, not deep enough to cause serious damage but his blood still leaks from the wound. When I see the blood I retract my blade standing up and removing my vines allowing him to move.

He stands up and wipes the blood from his neck, bringing his hand up to inspect it. “Look what you’ve done to me, darling.”

“Come on you big baby,” I tease grabbing his hand and leading him out of the sparring ring. When we pass Kitt and Jax I look at them as Jax winks at me and Kitt smiles widely. Once we pass them and head up the path to the palace I hear them laughing.

The sounds of our feet were the only thing filling the silence on the way to Kai’s room. We enter his bathroom and he leans against the sink while I get out the medical kit.

“You know I can go to a healer, right?” Kai asks.

“I know” I reply not giving him a further explanation.

I get out a wipe and begin to clean the blood from his neck without warning. He hisses in pain when the wipe makes contact with his skin giving me an unimpressed look. I finish cleaning the cut and step back looking up at his face meeting his eyes that were already staring at me with an emotion I couldn’t place.

“You know what will make this better?” He gestures to his neck, “A kiss.”

“A what?” I scoff at him, the disbelief and confusion evident in my voice.

“A kiss. Can you kiss it better?” Kai repeats back to me clarifying his question.

“Are you serious Kai?”

“Oh darling, I have never been more serious in my life.”

I stare at him for what feels like a long time but in reality, it’s probably only been a minute contemplating what I should do. He’s offering me to kiss his neck, the man I have loved since I first saw him wants me to kiss him. Against my better judgement, I lean in and gently place my lips on the cut and kiss him. I pull back and look into his eyes which are now filled with surprise and lust, like he didn’t expect me to do it. His hands find their way to my waist pulling me in closer. So close. Too close. He leans down and captures my lips in a hungry kiss. Before I even realise what is happening my body moves on its own, hands wrapping around his neck bringing him impossibly closer and kissing him back harder.

Kai Azer is kissing me. Kai fucking Azer is kissing me. This must be a dream.

We pull back breathlessly, taking a few moments to recover and process what just happened.

“You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that,” Kai speaks breaking the silence.

I kiss him again in response and when I feel his tongue brush against my lips I open my mouth allowing him access. His tongue enters my mouth and I move my hands up to his hair, running my fingers through it. Everything we have felt for each other over the years is poured into the kiss, it’s magical. The things this man does to me. I can feel the control on my powers slip and vines are emerging from the tiled bathroom floor, travelling up the walls and across our feet. I pull away when I realise what is happening and get ahold of my powers and force the vines back into the floor. I look at Kai to see him with a huge smile on his face and opening his mouth to speak but before any words come out I interrupt him.

“Don’t start,” I jab an accusing finger in his direction.

“I wasn’t going to say anything” he defends holding his hands up earning him a skeptical look in response.

I grab his hand in mine and once again place my lips on his giving him a short, sweet kiss. Pulling away I look out the bathroom door into his bedroom and see the sun begin to set outside the window.

“Dinner must be soon. If we don’t go down now we will be late,” I tell him, “Kitt and Jax will be wondering where we disappeared to.”

“I just had my tongue down your throat and you’re thinking about my brother?” He questions.

“And Jax,” I add laughing, “And trust me I won’t forget about that kiss for a long time.”

“Me too darling,” He agrees and for a moment longer we stand there staring into each other's eyes.

I grab his hand leading him out of his room as he follows closely behind, “Come on Azer.”

“Can we continue this later?” Kai asks from behind me as we exit his room.

“I’ll think about it,” I say looking back and smiling to let him know that I was only joking and we will definitely be continuing this after dinner.

[inkstheticbkwrm]

The Moon Herself

A Powerless Fanfiction between Reckless and Fearless.

She is the Moon.

She has been the moon for quite some time now, an orb too close yet too far away for me to grasp. She is beauty itself as she lies there.

Perhaps the only divide between her and that light is that while the Moon borrows its light from the Sun, Paedyn owns hers. She emanates it from the fiery spirit within.

Or perhaps she accompanies her lost friend in the sky, the Sun to her Moon.

Whatever it may be, I'm not quite sure that the effervescent light framing her face is beaming from the moon and not her.

I'm content to watch her lying there with stray sliver locks snaking over her serene face, but there is no doubt that Kitt would give me hell if he found me ogling his betrothed in her sleep like a damn pervert.

It would be a lie to say I'm not nervous over shaking her awake during these midnight hours. But she has become more of a need than a want--and I cannot be Kai without Pae.

Not anymore.

But it will all come to naught. Tomorrow, she marries my brother. Tomorrow, I will have proof that the beast doesn't get the beauty. Tomorrow, I will lose her, leaving me with nothing but the haunted trace of her laugh and her features and the ghost of what could have been.

Before that, I want to be Kai with Pae one last time. Be myself before I lose myself along with her. 

My heart quickens with every thump of my feet towards her--though that may be because I'm strangely excited by the idea of being close to her.

There.

There she is.

She's even more breathtaking in front of me. I don't want to disturb her calm, her moments of rest, but I'm not selfless enough to do so.

Selfish.

That is what I am being, wasn't I? What am I giving her hope for?

A moment of happiness for myself? A stolen moment of serenity?

Whatever I am doing--I want it.

And that sickens me to realize.

A soft moan stirs me from my stupor. My hand is on her shoulder, jostling her awake prematurely. From experience I know how invested she gets in sleep but waking her all over again is a thrill in itself. She pulls her pillow over her head, calling me a string of colorful names.

I shake her again. "Gray." I flinch at the fact that my tongue let her surname slip, resigning itself to the fact that it will never feel the intonations of her name again.

"Azer, I-" For a moment she freezes, realizing where she is and who it is she is talking to. She sits bolt upright, her expression sharp with a scowl. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I want to show you something."

She stares at me as if she is not sure if I'll disappear in the next second, nothing more than a dream.

Then the back of her hand flies towards my face.

I duck just in time, catching her wrist and rubbing my thumbs over it like a good luck charm. "Careful, darling. You're more likely to wake someone up than I am."

"I don't care!" She swings her arm toward my face and I deflect again. "You have no right to-"

"After this night," I interrupt, "we will likely never see each other again except with professional distance.”

My eyes find hers. I take her hand and lower my lips to it.

“So,” I breathe, feeling her pulse quicken through the pad of my thumb, “may I have this dance?”

Her eyelid twitches, dissipating her remaining anger. “What did we say about the flirting, Azer?”

“I can’t help it. Not when it comes to you.”

She offers no resistance as I pull her into my arms for the last time, spinning her around her chamber. Given her new status as queen-to-be, it’s an improvement from both her old quarters. Yet Paedyn still moves stiffly, as if unaccustomed to her new habitat—certainly not as if she were at home. Her feet slide across the floor in a pattern that echoes in my heart. She has her own daring, defying grace to her, something that is impossible to ignore.

“What are you doing here?” The sound of her voice—hurt and bewilderment and a touch of giddiness—finds its way to me and I clear my throat. 

“I thought we could be us for one last time.” Pae and Kai, Kai and Pae.

“And what do you hope to achieve?” Her eyes, brilliant and blue and every bit as I remember them even in moonlight, find mine. “You know better than anyone how irreversible this is. How inevitable this is.”

I swallow the unexpected lump in my throat as a chorus of last time swallows my brain. “I may not be able to live with you anymore,” I finally whisper, gathering what little courage I had left. “But please let me keep living for you, because I cannot imagine a life devoid of that.”

She tenses in my arms.

I should’ve expected her discomfort, her guilt. And I’m disgusted at myself.

None of this is her fault. None of it ever will be. And I’m still pushing my weight onto her, the burden of forbidden dreams she has no reason to carry.

“I’m sorry.” I shake my head. “Forget I said anything.”

“No, Kai.” I feel a start at the sound of my name from her lips. She pushes back to face me. “We all have a reason to live in life. My first was my father.”

Another thing I’d taken from her. 

“And then it was Adena. But now, even though this will plague me forever, it is you. I don’t know if it is reasonable, or wantable, but I will always live for you.” She pauses. “And you will live for me.”

It’s not a request. It’s a command.

I can’t help thinking of the cruelty of fate as I spin her some more. The fate that gave her away to my brother like a prize. The fate that has taken everything from me.

But Fate, though it can stop me from living with her, it cannot stop me from living for her. If she is the Moon, then I am content to be the Earth admiring her from afar, writing letters I will never send her. It is our orbit, our secret.

And this is just another game of Pretend in the boundless universe.