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roguishcat · 2 days ago

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Fangs and Cheeks

Summary: Astarion is an ass man.

Excerpt:

“I don’t expect any physical intimacy. I love what we have. I love you,” you said truthfully. “But um… You being lost in the moment, being so feral about it… It felt nice.”

“My rutting against your ass like a hormonal hound would with a bitch in heat? I’m sure it was a magical moment,” he quipped sarcastically.

Word count: 4.3k

Rating: Exlicit (MNDI)

Tags: Dry humping, PinV sex, orgasm denial, somnophilia kink, Reader being a bit of a brat, brat taming (if you squint), Reader having a danger kink, Reader denying that she has a danger kink, oral (female receiving), soft dom Astarion, smut and fluff, Astarion is loved, smug Astarion

A/N: Please tell me if you notice typos and mistakes. ❤️ Constructive criticism is appreciated. Comments are always loved! ❤️

(dividers by @saradika)

Once you and Astarion were in what you would call a ‘proper relationship’, you quickly discovered that he was a very tactile person. Astarion hated being touched out of the blue, grimacing and stiffening if anyone got too near for his liking. Yet, he was rather partial to keeping his hands on you. He was especially fond of your derrière, making sure that it received plenty of attention from him.

In hindsight, it's been this way ever since you first slept together. An occasional brush here and there. His hand on the small of your back moving further south than was necessary. The little squeeze that could be nothing but your imagination. Just you being hopeful and wanting your feelings to be reciprocated. Because you were under no illusion that your romp was nothing but that.

Astarion was gorgeous, ethereal, and intoxicating. All sharp lines and velvety words. Words which time and time again affected you in a way that you'd not thought possible until you met him.

And you? As much as you wanted there to be more to your trysts, you were painfully aware of the fact that you were conveniently there at a time when he felt like blowing off some steam.

Yet, as you fought your way through the Shadow-Cursed Lands, shared victories and supported each other through the horrors that awaited around every corner, you felt a change. Like something between you shifted just enough for Astarion to start looking at you in a way that had your heart fluttering like a caged bird.

His touches became softer. He lingered. Held you closer, spent more time with you than necessary. Instead of drinking from you when you were asleep, Astarion would find an excuse to be in your tent whilst you were still awake, as if wanting to hear you ask again and again if he was in the mood for a nibble.

Astarion started sharing more of himself with you, telling you of what he had been through over the past two centuries. And you realised that perhaps to Astarion you being there for him, standing up for him, seeing him as a person, was novel and very welcome.

When Astarion confessed, nervously telling you of his deception, his guilty conscience not allowing him to take advantage of your affection for him any longer, you assured him that being with him was enough.

More than enough.

With you agreeing to abstain until he felt ready to resume the sexual part of your relationship, Astarion seemed to come to enjoy just being with you, exploring intimacy that other forms of touch brought.

You felt giddy every time you asked for a kiss and Astarion agreed most enthusiastically. Kissing you deeply, both his hands squeezing your butt tightly, kneading the soft flesh in a way that had you both moaning into the kiss.

Lae’zel would roll her eyes and march past you with a huff, muttering something unsavoury under her breath about istiks and their peculiar mating rituals. Her words would go completely ignored.

Shadowheart would smirk and pretend to be annoyed, remarking that if they were to be subjected to seeing you be all over each other, at least some change in repertoire would be nice.

Gale would suggest that for the sake of the others he would be more than happy to teach you to cast Silence.

You were not really sure why everyone assumed that you and Astarion were doing more than share each other’s space. It never went past kissing. And perhaps a little under the shirt action. Just as you agreed, you gave Astarion space and time to figure out what he was comfortable with. The two of you would hold hands, cuddle up to each other, share heated looks and sweetest kisses that made your toes curl. And without fail Astarion’s hands would eventually be touching, patting, squeezing, playfully slapping, or pinching your ass.

So, it really was not that much of a surprise when you woke up one fine morning with Astarion rutting against your clothed backside. Now, whilst you had no issue with your vampire enjoying himself, having explicitly stated to him on several occasions that you were game for whatever he would come up with, you were not entirely sure what to do now.

Should you just stay still? Judging by how his pace was picking up and the way his gentle grunts were becoming more audible by the second, Astarion would be done soon. He was clearly so lost in the moment and eager to chase his release that he didn’t even pick up on the change in your heartbeat.

Most of the time you slept like a log. It would take wildebeest stampeding past your tent for you to stir. Which is probably why Astarion, having made plenty of quips and jokes about your almost impressive ability to fall asleep in any place as soon as your head touched the bedroll, was not being particularly careful about being quiet.

Yes, staying still was probably best. If you were entirely honest, Astarion wanting you so desperately was doing wonders for your confidence. And the moans and muffled grunts, his cool fingers on your hips, soft curls tickling the back of your neck, got you hot and bothered in seconds. You two weren’t intimate in... a while. And whilst this was not exactly how you thought you would next be intimate, you'd take it.

And then you felt your nose itch. What started as a just little itch that had you scrunching you nose in annoyance was becoming worse by the second. Oh, hells! You were going to sneeze!

You tried to turn your head ever so discreetly to the side and rub your nose against the bedroll. Surprisingly enough, even you moving got absolutely zero reaction from Astarion. And this would be the end of your predicament if you were anyone but the unluckiest woman in all the realms.

Your violent sneeze was like a clap of thunder on a still night.

As you blinked your watery, bleary eyes, you realised that Astarion stopped, the fingers gripping your hips no longer there. You gulped, not really sure what to do now that it was abundantly clear to the both of you that you were very awake and very aware of what was happening moments ago.

“Do you want to tal-”

“I’d rather not,” he interjected quickly, and you felt him moving away from you.

Panicking, you grabbed onto his sleeve, making him still.

“Are you really so adamant on prolonging this unbearable moment?” Astarion asked tersely, making you wince. Yet your fingers did not lose their vice-like grip on the fabric.

“Or do you want to tell me all about what you think of my disgusting, despicable behaviour?”

“I- I don’t think it was disgusting,” you cleared your throat, a blush blooming on your skin. “Not even a little.”

“I was kind of… into it,” you admitted with some reluctance. Because what kind of person did that make you? A very sexually frustrated one, that’s for sure and certain.

“Oh?” you heard the lilt in his voice as he lowered himself back onto the bedroll, settling beside you but not quite close enough for him to touch your back. Realising that you were still holding onto his sleeve, you let go, his arm moving out of your line of sight as soon as your fingers were no longer holding on.

“Why?”

The question caught you off-guard. You didn’t really want to tell him the truth. How embarrassing to admit that you would jump through hoops for his attention, even after him telling you explicitly that you were ‘well and truly taken’.

“Do I have to answer that?”

“No. But I would prefer it if you did, my sweet.”

The endearment made you relax a little. Picking up on it, Astarion drew your body closer, one hand settling back on your hip. You shivered as you felt that he was hard still.

Reigning in your raging libido, you reminded yourself that you were not to jump his bones and were to remain a perfectly well-functioning adult about this. You’d tell Astarion what you felt without giving yourself away so much that he’d feel pressured into anything.

“I don’t expect any physical intimacy. I love what we have. I love you,” you said truthfully. “But um… You being lost in the moment, being so feral about it… It felt nice.”

“My rutting against your ass like a hormonal hound would with a bitch in heat? I’m sure it was a magical moment,” he quipped sarcastically.

“Oh, you don’t have to make it sound that hot,” you laughed and put your hand on top of his cool fingers, running your fingers along his knuckles in soothing, comforting strokes.

“What I mean, it felt good to be desired, wanted by you.”

Your awkward confession and gentle touch got him to relax a little, you could feel it when he put his chin on your shoulder. You could also feel something else that you would very much wanted to press into. On top of. Around. You were not picky.

But you stayed very still. And that was pure, sweet torture.

“Make no mistake, I want you constantly.” Astarion’s cool breath tickled your skin and set it ablaze. “If it were up to me, there would be far less adventuring and helping out those pesky refugees, and far more time spent feverishly enjoying each other.”

He sighed and kissed your exposed shoulder. You grasped onto whatever restraint you had and pressed your lips together.

“But it seems that it is not up to me,” he went on. “So, when my trance was interrupted by you moaning my name in your sleep, I felt a stir. And I just- just went for it. I don’t know what I was thinking. I doubt that I was thinking at all. Not with you making those delicious sounds and you being so close. I apologise.”

“Astarion. I love you. And I did tell you on more than one occasion that I’d be happy to try anything. Consider this as us trying something new.”

“What happens now?” Astarion murmured.

“What do you want to happen?”

You didn’t get a reply. Licking your lips, you decided that perhaps a gentle suggestion would not hurt. Astarion knew that he could say no. That you would never hold it against him.

“If you like, we can pick up where you left off.”

“Meaning?”

Well, it definitely wasn’t a ‘no’. There was a distinct huskiness to his voice that made you feel that perhaps it wouldn’t be the worst thing to tell him exactly what you thought.

“I think that you should finish what you started.”

“Tsk, naughty. Who knew that you would be into something like that?”

“Who knew that you were so into my ass?”

He snorted and muttered something that sounded like ‘not yet’.

“Dearest, have you seen how leather lovingly cradles it? Nothing is left to the imagination. I can scarcely tear my eyes away long enough to fight whatever horror is sent after us!”

He was moving again and you bit your lip to stifle your moan, wondering if you could angle your body to get friction where you most needed it.

Astarion noticed. Of course he did.

With a breathy chuckle, you felt his fingers move fabric aside, sliding into your underwear.

“Allow me,” he grunted into your ear.

“Such a gentleman,” you sighed, spreading yourself a little wider to give him more to work with.

“Of course! How callous would it be to leave a lady… wanting,” he punctuated the last word with a thrust of his hips. “Although, one cannot help but wonder, what were you dreaming about that had you moaning my name, hm?”

“What was I doing to you, dearest?” Astarion asked and moved his clothed erection against the swell of your ass, his fingers circling your clit with light, unhurried movements. You bit your lip harder, not wanting to alert the whole camp to what was going on. Astarion adored the blush that overwhelmed your skin.

“Oh? Don't feel like talking right now? How about I guess. Let me see… was I gentle? Did I whisper sweet nothings into your ear as I took you slowly?” Astarion teased, lifting himself a little off the bedroll so he could see your face better.

Hm. No change in your heartbeat, no spike in arousal. Clearly, that wasn’t it.

“No,” you confirmed his suspicions, “you were not.”

“Naughty,” he clicked his tongue and gave a pleased chuckle. "How absolutely delightful.”

Astarion’s thrusts took on a different rhythm to match the increasing speed of his fingers working you.

“So, I was rough, wasn’t I?” He pressed a fang against the hot skin of your neck, biting down on sensitive flesh without breaking skin.

“Yes,” you squirmed and pushed back, making his eyes slam shut. You shivered as a strained groan tore itself from his lips.

"Fuck," he hissed, releasing your neck to put his lips on a pulse point.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Must have slipped," you said grinding yourself against the bulge beneath the leather. Because you were past the point of reasoning and definitely way past having any restraint. Astarion spoke of not wanting to be treated like he was made of porcelain. Perhaps pushing back just a little would be exactly the right way to show that you weren’t walking on eggshells around him.

Astarion’s ruby eyes narrowed dangerously, yet a smile curled his lips.

"Do you really think you can play me so easily?"

"Oh, no. I would never!" Your gasp was so theatrical it made him bark a delighted laugh.

"Ha! Trying to outplay me, dearest? Well, it is not going to be that simple.” Astarion purred and tilted your head, so you'd look him in the eyes. The expression on his face was as arrogant as it was tantalisingly attractive. “I am always the one in charge when it comes to playtime, you'd do well to remember that, my sweet."

He nipped your shoulder blade, humming in satisfaction at the shiver this elicited.

"If I recall correctly, you were in the middle of telling me your dream."

Ah, yes. You did remember that he wanted you to talk. Talk whilst he was overwhelming you with sensations, his nearness, his scent, just his everything. Sure. You could probably manage to string some words together.

“You were rough.”

“We’ve already established that.”

And perhaps to another, more merciful being, that would be enough to let you off the hook. Astarion was hardly known for being merciful.

His fingers slowed down, making you thrust your hips forward. Astarion clicked his tongue and nipped the exposed skin of your shoulder, “Go on, dearest.”

“It was after a battle, you were still in your armour.”

“I’m glad that I am such a consummate lover I needn’t even strip.”

“Sex dreams don’t have to make sense, alright?”

“No, dear,” he chuckled. “I’m so very sorry, do continue.”

“There isn’t that much more to it. I woke up before we actually… well. But um-”

Oh, you might just as well go for it. Astarion knew full well that he was intoxicatingly handsome. What he didn’t know was when exactly you found him most attractive.

"I- I enjoy seeing you fight."

“Would that be a dander kink, per chance? Do you want me to take you in the middle of a battlefield? Or should I feel worried over your throwing looks at others, hm?”

"No, it’s you. Every move so precise and purposeful. Your muscles straining, metal singing against metal. You are beautiful, and sensual, and confident, and powerful."

“Go on,” he whispered with a quietness that was at odds with the possessive way he griped you. You felt Astarion grind against you. Slowly, indulgently. The hand not working you moving from your hip to your ass to give it a tight squeeze that would definitely leave a mark.

"I see you and I marvel at your tenacity, the stubborn set of your jaw as you refuse to give in. Your curls tainted red, your eyes set on your target as you strike with cruel precision."

“My, my, who knew you were harbouring such fantasies. Such deviousness under that sweet façade. Only you could care for such a monstrosity.”

“No,” you cut him off sharply. “You are not a monster.”

You licked your lips as you thought of how to make him understand.

“You are many things. My friend, my confidant, my lover, my protector. I’ve never had that before you. I trust you. And that-,” you whimpered, eyelashes fluttering, a tear rolling down a heated cheek.

“Yes?”

“And that makes me want you even more,” you admitted as you saw stars, Astarion’s fingers not breaking their rhythm, sending a wave after wave of pleasure rippling though your body. Finally, his hand stilled.

You panted, turning your head enough to the side to rest your cheek against his cool one. Closing your eyes, you let your body sag against his.

“I take it you enjoy dangerous things, darling?” Astarion whispered into your hair.

“Most pretty things are,” you forced out between breaths. “And you are the prettiest, handsomest rogue I’ve ever seen.”

"Love?" Astarion shifted and moved, and you felt his fangs graze the sensitive flesh of your neck.

"Yes."

Please.

He bit down to take long, greedy gulps, both his hands clutching you to his chest. Having been told that he could taste how you felt made you wonder, what secrets was your blood revealing? What sensations he drew into his own body from yours with every gulp?

"Clothes off. Now.” Astarion ripped himself away from you, not wanting to overindulge and leave you weak.

"But why? I thought you wanted-"

"Love, I don't always know what I want. But this is one of those times when I do."

Suddenly, Astarion was gone, making you whine in protest.

“Underwear off,” he commanded whilst fumbling with his clothes, his voice raspy because of the emotions he was struggling to contain.

You were more than ready for this. But you were feeling cheeky. So, with a smirk, you lifted yourself off the bedroll until your lips were an inch from his, your warm breath on his cool skin.

"A lady likes to be asked."

He gritted his teeth but relented. "Please, love."

"Tsk, don't pout, Star. Was it really so hard?"

"No. But this is,” he snatched your hand and put it on his length, giving himself a few strokes with his fingers clenched tightly around yours. “So be good and do as I say. Off."

You felt a shiver dance down your spine as he called you a good girl. He was playing dirty, and he knew it. This time you obeyed almost instantly, fingers shaking as you took off your smallclothes.

As soon as you discarded them, Astarion was behind you again, naked from the waist down. You turned your head to look over your shoulder, taking in his face.

Desire, need, lust.

He stared at you like he was desperate to have you. Perhaps in a way he was. You gulped, feeling giddy and excited, and also very pleased with yourself for choosing to wear a cotton slip to bed.

Angling your arm a little awkwardly, you reached for Astarion and your thumb flicked over the sensitive tip, making you gasp when his hips surged forward.

“Touch me again,” he ordered when your hand began to leave him.

“But I-I want to feel you inside.”

“Soon. Good girls who wait get fucked best, didn’t anyone tell you that?” Astarion taunted, though he knew that he was the one suffering.

His mind was clear, he was present, his eyes on the face of the one who loved him so tenderly and fiercely. He wanted to fuck you into the bedroll right there and then more than anything in his life. But that didn’t stop him from wanting to have a little fun with your first.

“Touch me, I know you want to.”

Perhaps you did, but that was beside the point.

“I need you, Astarion. Please.”

“Soon. Get to it, love.”

No matter how much he willed himself to stay still, Astarion’s hips jumped as your hand went up and down his length, moving to cup his balls and caress them with gentleness that had Astarion cursing himself for not just giving in.

“Astarion,” you whined, not quite recognising your own voice.

“Fine.” One arm wrapped around your waist, he pushed you back down against the bedroll. “Since you ask so nicely, I will indulge you.”

You were going to snap at him, but then whatever what you were going to say turned into whimper when you felt the tip of his dick rub against your entrance. You were still sensitive, and a shiver ran through your body at the slightest contact.

He gave a few shallow fucks before finally, finally giving you what you wanted.

Astarion dropped his head onto your shoulder as his hips began to grind and roll. His cock slid deeper, flexed against inner walls. He pulled out, slamming back into you and enjoying every soft hitch in your breath.

“You’re so tight. Fuck,” Astarion groaned out, nestling into your neck as he picked up pace. “I won’t stop anymore, love. I can’t stop,” he admitted huskily. He no longer had the strength to control himself.

Astarion parted your legs to give himself better access and tore at the cloth still covering your body, the fabric tearing under his rough treatment to expose one of your breasts.

“Astarion!” Your protest turned into a whine.

“I’ll buy you a new one. I will buy ten,” he chuckled darkly and kissed your back.

“I’ll make sure to remind you,” you hissed and moaned, feeling a hand cup your breast and move to roll a nipple between long, dexterous fingers.

You were so, so close. It was maddening how well this man knew exactly where to touch you.

And then his hand was gone and you felt Astarion withdraw abruptly, leaving you concerned and panicking.

Was this too much? Was he- Oh! Oh.

Whatever thought you were about to have next died a swift death as Astarion’s tongue flicked between your folds, your throaty, desperate moan encouraging him to continue.

His tongue thrust forward, and then again, and again and-

“Astarion,” you half-sobbed, face falling forward. You held the pillow against your mouth to try to silence whatever obscene sounds you were about to make.

Legs shaking, fingers gripping the pillow so hard that your knuckles turned white, your second orgasm hit you hard, Astarion not stopping until he saw that you were finished.

Rising a little on shaking hands, you took a few steadying breaths.

“What happened to ‘I can’t stop’,” you managed.

“I slipped.”

You gave an inelegant snort and turned weakly to face him, legs and arms trembling. Astarion grinned at you cheekily, finding that he rather enjoyed how much of a mess you were. Hair mussed, clothes torn beyond repair, the red imprint from where you pressed the pillow into your skin, and the way you could barely hold yourself up.

He did all that. And he was not even done with you.

Astarion lay down onto the bedroll, pulling you down beside him, hands snaking round your middle and holding you close.

"I want that, you know," you felt him exhale. "I want to be the man you see," Astarion whispered, face hidden in your hair, as he entered you with utmost gentleness. Pausing briefly he just lay next to you and enjoyed the sound of your still ragged breath, the rapid heartbeat, the warmth of your skin. You felt on hand trace patterns on your waist as it moved down, settling on the swell of your hip.

And then Astarion was moving again. Slow, so toe-curlingly slow at first. Then a touch faster, settling into a rhythm.

"You already are. You are strong.”

“Yes.”

He was speeding up, this time ready for his own release.

“You are free."

He moaned and whimpered, hips stuttering, thrust turning desperate.

"I love the man that you are."

He bit down on your shoulder and you winced as fangs peirced skin, rivulets of blood staining what was left of the cloth that barely covered you.

"I love you, Astarion."

He thrust once, twice and then again and- oh. Astarion fucked you through his orgasm and then more still, until he felt himself grow soft, his spend trickling down between your bodies.

He drew in a breath he didn’t need and shuddered as the last wave of pleasure coursed through his body.

"That was amazing," you lifted his hand to your lips to kiss his knuckles.

“Well you have to say that now, after you had your way with me so thoroughly,” he said with an air of a virgin defiled by a rake.

“Are you saying that it was me that seduced you?” You turned your head to see him grin.

The nerve of that man!

“As if you didn’t know what you were doing to me when you wore that,” he pointed a finger what used to be your sleepwear, “to bed.”

“I have no idea what you are talking about,” you huffed.

“Perhaps then I should give you-”

“Will you two fuckers stop fucking already, it’s too early for all this!” Karlach bellowed from her tent.

“Gale?” Shadowheart groaned in dismay, probably wishing she put her tent up further away from Astarion's.

“On it.”

“Did he just cast Silence on us?” Astarion heard your voice in his mind.

“I believe we were a little too loud.” The elf wiggled his eyebrows at you as you felt him make use of the tadpole.

“This is mortifying,” you groaned and tried to hide your face behind your hands.

“Well, if they needed their beauty sleep, should have told the wizard to cast the spell earlier,” Astarion shrugged, looking completely unapologetic, and slapped your ass, delighting in your surprised squeak. “Besides, we can be as loud as we want now.”

“You are kidding, right?”

“I do not kid.”

“Astarion! No!”

“Yes.”

He rolled you onto your back and started kissing from your collarbones down to your breasts.

“No,” your voice had a little less conviction, weak hands pushing back silvery curls and tracing the tips of his ears .

“Yes.” Astarion lifted his head for a moment, ruby eyes filled with adoration, only to continue his descent.

“Oh, fine,” you gave a happy sigh, feeling him hum against your skin in approval.

You knew that you should probably feel chastened now that you knew you cost your companions precious hours of sleep, but you felt floaty and content, and far too well-fucked to feel too guilty. You would deal with the inevitable looks and comments later. And then Astarion did that thing you liked with his tongue and you did not give anyone another thought for quite a while.

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vivimura · 16 hours ago

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titty obsessed riki ─ nsfw, nudity, 0.853 k wc (bye this is so lazy), nipple piercings, big chested reader, requested, hope u like it tho :(

riki inhaled sharply as you removed your tee, those perfect tits bouncing slightly with the motion.

he stared at you silently, your piercings glinting in the light, those perfect peaks with pretty barbell piercings through them so close to his face he could lean forward and capture one into his mouth.

“pretty..” his voice was pure gravel, and his eyes were hungry. he slowly brought one hand up to trace the outline of one pierced nipple, making you shiver "god, these are hot as fuck..."

he slowly raised his other hand to cup both your tits carefully. soft. goddamn, they were so soft. he slowly ran his thumbs back and forth over your hardened nipples and piercings.

giggling softly at how utterly infatuated he seemed with your chest, you cricled your arms around his neck and dug your fingers into his hair, as if to motivate him to keep going.

he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to one of your nipples before sucking it into his mouth, his tongue playing with the barbell. his other hand kneaded the neglected gently.

you sighed, your face contorted into one of pleasure. the tension in your shoulders drooping, the subconscious frown on your forehead disappearing, instead being replaced by bliss. the soft hair of his bangs tickling against your chest and his clothed torso against your bare one felt so weirdly good.

riki tilted his head up at you through his long lashes, gauging your reaction. he watched your body carefully, noting how your back was slightly arched and your chest was pushed out towards him, as if you were offering yourself to him.

his hands began exploring the patterns of your ribcage, the soft skin of your stomach. he wrapped his lips around the cool metal and sucked gently, tugging on the piercing.

you let out a small hiss, followed by a breathy moan at his sudden action. your fingers dug into his hair further, guiding his mouth. “gently,” you quietly whined out.

his dick throbbed and twitched at your breathy moan. he softened his touch at your whimper and chuckled, lapping gently at the sensitive bud instead of pulling.

he gazed up at you with hooded eyes filled with a strange mix of lust and adoration, a smirk playing on his lips. "sensitive, baby?" he murmured against your chest, voice vibrating deliciously against your nipple.

“mhm..” you chuckled and rolled your eyes playfully at his teasing. just as you were about to speak, he pulled back slightly with a wet pop, blowing cool air over your wet, hardened nipple.

the action and cold sensation made you inhale sharply and exhale in the form of a whimper. your back began to arch further making your tits push further into his face, thighs subconsciously clamping in arousal.

riki noticed your reaction and a grin spread across his face. the fact that he could get you to be so reactive to his touches fueled his ego and desire to please you.

he leaned in and wrapped his lips around the other side, sucking gently at the bud and swirling his tongue around the metal bar. he pressed his thigh between your legs, applying gentle pressure.

his thigh pressing to your clothed heat relieved some of your arousal, but on the flip side, it made your craving for his touch maddeningly increase.

your nails slightly scraped into his scalp. his stimulation on your chest felt so damn good, not to mention his large hands caressing the soft skin of your sides and abdomen.

he wrapped his arms around your waist to keep you from squirming too much, and pulled away to bury his face right between your chest. he playfully licked your sternum and inhaled your scent deeply, pushing his face into your pillowy chest, making you chuckle.

at the sound of your chuckle, he pressed his thigh harder against your clothed pussy, the friction making you squirm and whimper. you tugged at his hair, trying to pry his face away from your chest.

“riki, enough..”

he pulled back slightly to look at you, watching your breasts heave from arousal. he chuckled deeply and grinned. "enough what?" he asked softly, teasingly.

sighing a little out of impatience, you awkwardly mumbled out, "e-enough of... this," too shy to directly express your needs to take things further. you nibble on your lower lip and slightly ground on his thigh, hoping he’d catch the hint.

he chuckled at your shy attempt to get his attention, his eyes sparkling with amusement and desire. he leaned in and captured your lips in a soft, gentle kiss.

riki decided to take matters into his own hands, literally. as he kissed you, he wrapped his arms around your thighs and made you wrap your legs around his waist. with ease, he picked you up and kept you pressed against him, making you feel how is cock twitched in his pants.

he broke the kiss to look into your eyes with hunger and affection, keeping your chest pressed firmly against his as he walked towards the bedroom door, your hearts racing in sync from anticipation.

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sinkuna · 10 hours ago

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Ijichi’s hands tighten on the steering wheel as he catches your reflection in the rearview mirror- your head thrown back against the leather seat, lips parted and chest heaving… The flush across your skin looks almost fevered in the passing streetlights.

"Th-the wine must- uh- must have been quite… potent?" he comments as diplomatically as he can, trying to focus on the road ahead. But it's impossible to ignore the way you squirm in your seat, thighs pressing together beneath your evening gown. 'Why me?' he wonders desperately, why was it always him Gojo called? Why is he always the victim of Gojo's teasings and tortures?

Gojo chuckles beside you, "Oooh~ i'm sure she's just feeling a bit… overstimulated after such an elegant evening." He leans in close to your ear and whispers, "Isn't that right, love?"

Your head rolls along the seat to face Gojo, your eyelashes fluttering as you struggle to focus on Satoru's face, "Hmmm- mmmhhhmm~" you nod slowly before you bury your face against his neck, making Ijichi swallow hard, glancing at the pair of you in the mirror again.

"Mmmm?" Satoru echoes, his hand sliding higher up your thigh, squeezing meaningfully as he clicks the little black remote in his other hand. The vibrator strapped against your clit jumping to max intensity without warning.

You bite your lower lip hard to stifle a moan, your hips involuntarily bucking off the seat before you collapse back into it, panting and trembling. Just as the pleasure was starting to build again, Gojo switches it off completely, his laugh low and throaty,

Your face burned with embarrassment as your hips rolled against his exploring hand that made its way up your dress. Those long dexterous digits pressing between your puffy pussy lips, gathering some of his earlier release that had leaked from you, holding them up to where Ijichi could see pearly strands stretching between his fingers.

"Go-Gojo-san, p-please, this isn't appropriate-!!!" Ijichi stuttered, swerving slightly as he tried to tear his eyes from the rearview mirror.

"Eyes on the road, Ijichi," Gojo commanded playfully, though there was an edge to his voice, "Wouldn't want to crash, would we?"

You gasped as he unbuckled your seatbelt, "S-Satoru~ whatre you-" he pulls you across the backseat, strong veiny hands guiding you onto his lap- that pretty dress he bought you bunching around your hips as you straddle him. A low groan rumbles in his chest when he feels your arousal already seeping through his expensive slacks, leaving a nice trail across his thighs as he drags your hips against him, "dripping all over like a broken faucet, babygirl."

"Mmm~ s'rry, I just-"

"Shh, don't worry about it," he presses his lips to yours, coaxing your mouth open, his tongue pushing past your teeth to swirl and stroke against yours. He's slow and deliberate, savoring the taste of you while his fingers removes the vibrator from your clit, instead sliding it deep inside your drooling pussy instead. The needy cry that leaves your lips makes Ijichi cock throb painfully against his zipper…

"Go-Go-Gojo-san! This is-s highly inappropriate-I- I have no desire to-"

"What's inappropriate is how fucking wet she gets showing off for you,"

The sound of a zipper had Ijichi gripping the wheel tighter, eyes focused solely on the road, the veins in his neck bulging, his hands white and bloodless.

Tauntingly, Gojo gives a toothy smirk, "Don't be shy, Ijichi, go on and give yourself a treat- pull over and show my girl how much you appreciate her looking so beautiful tonight."

Ijichi’s eyes flick to the rearview mirror again, meeting Gojo's gaze… He was being serious…

"Been edging her all night under the dinner table~. She was such a good girl~. Stting there so sweetly, not letting anyone else know what games we were playing," he chuckles, nuzzling your throat with his nose.

Your eyes widen as you feel his swollen red tip nudge at your entrance, remembering the bullet is still buzzing away inside you, "W-wait, Sa-Satoru… I-It's still insid-!!~~~♡♡♡"

He silences you by slamming home in one brutal thrust, forcing the vibrating bullet deeper until it was knocking against your cervix.

"Fuck," he growls, grinding the toy into the sensitive tissue, "Feel that, babygirl? So full~ Feel how the vibrator it’s tryin’ to wiggle into your womb?" he grunts, rolling his hips, "M'gonna fill you up even more though, fuck a baby right into your little belly in front of Ijichi."

Ijichi nearly swerves off the road at those words, his own breathing ragged. The rearview mirror shows a clear view of the backseat where you were impaled by Gojo, his cock buried hilt-deep inside of you… and that pleasure drunk expression on your face, tongue lolling as Gojo uses you roughly.

"S'toru~ sh'too much~ mn' c-can't~ ," you gasp, your eyes rolling back as your brain turns to absolute mush.

"Can't what, Princess?" He pouts playfully before he starts a punishing rhythm, "Can't handle having your pretty pussy stuffed full? Can't stop yourself from cumming all over my cock while poor Ijichi tries to focus on driving us home?"

"mn'gonna cum… g'nna c-cum" you babble as you bounce helplessly in his lap, the toy still battering away at your overly abused pussy, his cock hitting your g-spot with every thrust, "p-pl'se~"

The bullet vibrating against his cock as he fucks you is nearly enough to drive him insane, and the way you're twitching around him is so perfect he thinks he could die happy in that moment.

"M'close too, sweetheart~" he rasps, "Gonna give you the biggest load you've ever had.”

Ijichi attempts to clear his throat, his hand adjusting himself in his slacks, "I-I can pull over a-t the next h-hotel f-for you both."

"No," Gojo says shortly, "Drive."

"B-But sir-"

The scream that was ripped from your lungs nearly makes ijichi jump out of his skin- his hands shaking uncontrollably as he tries not to crash into a tree. You gush uncontrollably around Satoru's cock, your cream and his cum coating him from root to tip as you convulse and whimper on top of him. His fingers leaving crescent moon shaped bites on the flesh of your hips, pulling you down against him as he paints your gummy insides with another hot load.

Ijichi felt ashamed, the wet stain spreading across the front of his slacks as his balls drew up and spilled his own release into his pants…

Collapsing against Gojo’s chest, you bury your face against his throat, trying to catch your breath as he lazily thrusts a few more times before finally settling inside of you.

Gojo sighs contentedly, "Perfect~" his large hand cradling the back of your head, "Such a good girl," he praises, rubbing gentle circles against your scalp. His free hand flicks off the vibrator, "but look what you did to our very nice drivier." tossing the remote into his suit jacket he brings out a velvety collar and leash. His fingers sliding the velvety collar around your neck like it belongs there, the leash dangling between your cum-glazed thighs.

"Hmm?" You mumble, still a little out of it.

Gojo smiles so warmly at you, "poor thing~ still too fucked out. Here, lemme help you." turning you around gently in his lap, your legs dangling off the seat as you lean back against his chest. His hand coming up to cup your cheek, "Look, Princess," he purrs, forcing your gaze at the dark stain at the front of Ijichi’s trousers.

"Why don't you be a doll and clean up the mess you caused?"

"N-no, really, Miss- th- that's not neccessar-"

You don't even hesitate, doing exactly as Satoru asked. Crawling between seats on shaky limbs, Gojo's milky seed trailing down your thighs, hair falling in your face as you reach for Ijichi. Your gentle fingers tilt his chin so that he was face to face with you, "S'okay Iji~ ♡" you say softly as your face descends to where his impressive bulge strains, "just relax." you coo, tongue already darting out to taste the damp fabric.

Ijichi whimpers as you begin to lick him through his pants, his cock twitching and jumping, "Miss, i-i-i really don't th-think-"

Gojo reclines to enjoy the show from the back, "You heard her, Ijichi. Just relax and let my girl take care of you."

It doesn't take much before Ijichi is unraveling in the front seat, his head thrown back against the headrest as you give him the sloppiest, most enthusiastic blow job of his life.

Occasionally, Gojo would yank your leash as he lazily stroked himself, enjoying the way you would choke and splutter around Ijichi’s cock, "That's it baby, such a good little cleanup crew."

Gazing through the sunroof, Gojo muses to himself how this might even top watching Nanami stretch you open last weekend.

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juno-verse · 1 day ago

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Explore Me

Summary: Even in your sleep, you tempt her.

Dom!Emily, Mommy!Emily, CNC (Somnophilia), Toys

A/N: Oops, this was a bit later than I planned. Hopefully, you guys still enjoy it. This was kinda rushed, sorry! Let me know if there are mistakes.

Men and minors, please stay away.

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It was a cold and dark early morning when Emily finally found her way home. In the unsure hours of dawn, the unit chief immediately made her way to the bedroom, ready to pass out with you in her arms after days of hard work and a grueling case.

Being the unit chief, Emily was grateful for your endless patience regarding her work. You were understanding whenever she came home at 3 AM, her side of the bed cold and your body comfortable next to hers. And when she did get home on time, you were right there with a warm meal and a sweet kiss.

Tonight, however, she made a change of plans. Suddenly, she doesn’t want to close her eyes and rest just yet. Not when she has to savor this view right in front of her.

Because there you were, deep asleep on her bed, wearing only her BAU hoodie with your underwear peeking out. Emily swears you were carved straight from her deepest and darkest desires, that even in your unconsciousness you tempt her.

Your legs seemed to go on for miles, trails she planned to explore. Your face was angelic, serene, and beautiful—quite the opposite of what was going on through Emily’s racing thoughts.

The unit chief was glad she had a break from work tomorrow. Emily plans to use this time carefully—she was going to use it all on you.

There was a point in time when she despised herself for wanting such unusual things. Emily felt like a depraved woman for wanting to see you on your knees for her, for enjoying it when you show even the slightest amount of submission, and most especially, for craving to take you no matter the time of day—she wanted to take you even in your sleep.

With the nature of her job, Emily felt like a monster for simply desiring you this much.

But after sensing her hesitation to do anything remotely intimate with you—to the point that it was affecting her ability to be around you—you had to sit her down.

The two of you had a long and intense conversation about sex, consent, safewords, and everything else that made sure both of you were comfortable and safe with each other. It helped Emily understand that you wanted her just as much—it reassured her immensely that you trusted her with your heart and body. Even with this one little thing she was about to do.

And as soon as that conversation ended, it was a long night of newfound passion and discoveries with each other.

So seeing you like this… Oh, her mind was listing down all the things she wanted to do to you.

Emily took a tentative step but the floorboards decided to creak loudly beneath her weight. The unit chief thought she had to fix that as soon as she saw that you stirred awake and took a slow peek at her.

“Is that you, Em?” You hummed sleepily before closing your eyes again when you saw it was just your girlfriend.

“Yes, sweet girl. Go back to sleep. I’ll be with you in a bit.” Emily answered with a strained voice as you shuffled around and ended up with your body facing her. A visible gulp made its way down her throat as the hoodie rode up your thigh.

Emily swears you were doing this on purpose. But as you smiled sleepily up at her, her heart warmed at the sight. You mumbled your agreement which sounded like a cute little “Welcome home,” and then went right back to sleep, ever so comfortable in her presence.

She only made her move once your breaths evened out and you were sound asleep once again.

Sitting by your legs, Emily started to drag her finger up and down your bare thighs. She enjoyed the small goosebumps that crawled throughout your skin and the tiny whimper that escaped you, “Hmm… Em…”

Emily caved right there and then, just a taste, she swore it to herself.

She maneuvered you gently and placed herself between your thighs. The pretty underwear teased Emily endlessly, urging her to remove them. And so she pulled them down with bated breath, your underwear pooling down by your ankles.

Emily’s hands explored the expanse of your figure, her palms eager to grasp what skin it could reach for. Your frame felt exquisite in her hand, every crevice of your body sculpted by the gods. Your curves were her favorite thing about you, right next to your smile, your face, your everything.

You were so pliable in her hands whether you were awake or not, you were her submissive gorgeous girl. Emily started on your soft stomach, her kisses were open-mouthed and warm. She tasted a hint of your bath soap on your skin and felt you inhale sharply before relaxing back on the bed.

Her tongue then trailed downwards leaving a wet trail on your lower stomach down to your pelvis, you moaned softly in your sleep and tried to swat at the movement on your lower half. Emily only grabbed your wrist and held it down by your hips.

At the first swipe of her tongue on your inner thigh, you whimpered her name softly.

“I wonder what’s going on in that mind of yours, sweetie,” Emily smiled and continued to pepper kisses closer and closer to where your body was aching for it.

“I wonder if your dreams are as wild as this,” she whispered and licked a line from your clit down to your entrance which earned her a loud whine from you. You tasted like heaven on her tongue and the raven-haired woman swears she can stay here for hours if you’d let her.

Emily started to put more effort into her licks, eating you out the way she always does. You were writhing in your sleep—because deep in your slumber, your dreams were not much different than what was happening in real life.

The line between slumber and the real world started to blur when you felt the familiar roll of Emily’s tongue on your pussy. Your body no longer knew whether you were getting wet because of your dreams or because there was a certain someone between your thighs. In your dreams, Emily had her tongue deep in your pussy and her thumb playing around with your clit. She ate you out messily as if she was a woman starved to death.

“Taste so fucking good…” Emily said against your wetness, mainly to herself, but also because she knew that the vibrations drove you wild. She has explored every nook and cranny of your flesh and bones to the point that she has it all memorized like the back of her hand. But up until now, she continues to be awed by your figure.

At the feel of the vibrations, you felt your insides clench around nothing and your stomach tighten. You started to move more in your sleep, your hips rolling against Emily’s tongue. And for now, she lets you because she knows you, you weren’t quite there yet. You weren’t that desperate mess she needed you to be yet.

So she sucked on your clit, just the way you liked it, and pushed two fingers into you with no preparation. Your eyes started to move frantically behind your eyelids, searching for the source of your pleasure. Emily began to curl her fingers toward the roof of your insides and felt you clench in response. She groaned against your pussy, her fingers wrapped around your delicious heat.

Some nights, Emily finds herself wondering what being inside you would feel like, how tight and warm and good you would be around a cock. But this is enough to sate her, feeling your pussy grip onto her fingers as if refusing to let them out.

“Em, please…” You whimpered in your sleep, getting closer to your orgasm, and Emily smiled wickedly at the sound. Her chest puffed up in pride, knowing that even in your dirtiest of dreams, you were still hers. This is how she liked you, begging and desperate, hers.

When whines continued to spill out of your mouth and your hole started to pulse rapidly around her fingers, Emily halted all of her movements. You cried out in your sleep when she stopped, your body not understanding the abrupt stop to the pleasure.

Pulling out of you, a long whimper spilled out of your mouth. Giving your clit a last lick, Emily smiled at the way it twitched in response, pleading with her to come back. Even with no words, you still knew how to beg for her.

“You did such a good job, baby.” Emily kissed your stomach and pulled up your panties before leaving the bed to clean up and start her bedroom routine.

And on the bed, you were still breathing heavily with legs still twitching every few seconds.

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So when you came to the next morning with wobbly legs and wet underwear, you woke up confused and horny. The dream you had last night turned into a distant memory despite feeling all hot and bothered.

Turning to the woman beside you, Emily had an arm wrapped around your lower stomach, and her face pressed against the same pillow as yours. You smiled up at her and tucked a loose strand behind her ear. She sleepily looked for the warmth of your hand in her sleep so you kissed her cheek softly.

Emily looked gorgeous in this morning light, her pale skin gleaming and her lips a light shade of red.

Being this close to her, reminded you of the dull ache between your thighs. You sighed heavily as you weighed your options: you can either take a cold cold shower now and ready yourself for the weekend so you can let your girlfriend sleep, or wake Emily up so she can help you out with your little wet problem.

As you stared at Emily, sound asleep and breathing deeply, you opted to let her rest. After all, you knew how hard she worked these past few days. Making a move to stand up, her grip only tightened on you—as it turns out, Emily decided for you.

“Stay with me,” she mumbled in her sleep and you didn’t have the heart to say no.

Her hand started to travel up and under your hoodie, her hand settling on your bare waist. Her touch felt cold against your warm skin and you shivered against her. Having her hands on you in such an intimate way was turning you on even more. Even in her sleep, Emily still affects you.

You stayed still for a few moments, trying to calm your beating heart and cool down the heat spreading throughout your body. But when Emily started to trace patterns on your skin, unconsciously and enticingly, the heat turned fervid. The pleasure you were feeling last night carried into this slow morning. You had no way of stopping yourself when she felt this amazing already.

You groaned and sat up to straddle the woman, your center pressing down on her toned stomach. The pressure against your clit made you feel relieved. You started to ride the hard muscles on her stomach, every movement sending jolts of pleasure up your stomach.

You bent down to leave kisses on her jaw softly as you tried to wake her up, “Em, please…” Your wetness seeped through your panties and left a wet trail on her stomach. You were already so close because you woke up so needy.

Emily stirred awake and was greeted with a lovely view once again. There you were on top of her riding her stomach eagerly with your hair still tousled from your sleep and her clothes on you. “Good morning, baby. Need something?” Emily husked out slowly, her voice still groggy from sleep. Her hands gripped your hips possessively, guiding your movements against her stomach.

“Need you, please…” You whined desperately—Emily smirked, her plan had worked. “Okay, baby. Just keep moving against me.” She continued to push and pull on your hips as she flexed her stomach, hardening them to help you ride your pleasure. You moaned louder at the feel of her hard muscles, you looked down and salivated over her figure.

“I’m close, Emily—!” You cried out as you were nearing your orgasm. Emily suddenly flipped the both of you, leaving you unfinished once again. You looked up at her with tears in your eyes, mouth ready to beg, when she suddenly pushed your panties to the side and shoved two fingers in you with no warning.

The feeling felt familiar but before you could think about it even more, you found yourself being fucked roughly by Emily. Her movements were pulling moan after moan out of you.

“Couldn’t even wait until I woke up? You’re so fucking needy for me, baby.” Emily grunted as her other hand made its way to grab the dildo hiding in your shared nightstand. “I’m sorry, mommy! I need to cum for you, please!” You whined as you held onto the sheets. Emily chuckled darkly, you only called her ‘Mommy’ when you were getting needy for her and slowly sinking deeper into subspace.

“Already? You’re gonna cum already just for me?” She asked with a playful tone you were too fucked out to hear and comprehend. “Yes! Yes, mommy! Please!” You answered her as Emily’s fingers were sucked deeper into your pussy.

“No.”

It was just one word and your body instantly obeyed, trying its best to stop your oncoming orgasm. A resounding cry came from you, your eyes widening and tearing up as you stared at Emily in confusion.

“N–No? Mommy?” Your hips slowed down from riding her fingers as Emily looked down at you smugly. “No, you can’t cum yet, angel.” Her fingers stilled inside you as she watched your tight hole pulse around her digits, similar to last night, begging her to continue.

“O–Okay, Mommy.” You gulped and nodded, readying yourself because you wanted to be good for her. “Good job listening to Mommy,” Emily mumbled as she pulled out her fingers and replaced them with the dildo.

The toy filled your pussy all the way and you whined her name at the stretch you felt. Emily’s eyes loved the way you looked right now: your panties pulled to the side, your hands clutching the bed sheets tightly, and your eyes looking up at her with so much love and desperation.

When you adjusted to the size, Emily started to move the cock slowly but roughly, every thrust hitting that spot inside of you. With every thrust, came a moan of her name. And within seconds you were begging her to let you cum again, having been edged thrice already but twice to your knowledge.

“Mommy, I can’t hold it! Please, can I cum?” You begged her, your hips uncontrollable and moving in time with her thrusts. “No. Not until I allow you to.” She answered and halted all her movements. Your body arched as you tried to chase her, hoping to find reprieve.

The raven-haired woman moved south of your body and placed her head between your thighs, “I can stay here and do you for hours. So you will wait, like a good girl, until mommy allows you to cum. Okay, baby?”

It wasn’t like you had any other choice but to say yes, “Okay, mommy! I wanna be good.” After all, you have been aching for your orgasm since you woke up this morning.

Emily edged you two or three more times or perhaps more, you had lost count. She had used the dildo, her fingers, and her tongue on you — just to edge you mercilessly. Emily took that time to reacquaint herself again and again with your body, exploring the places she already knew and still enjoyed every reaction she got from you. Emily knows she would never tire of this, of you, and how well you take her.

By the time the dull morning light shifted into high noon, you had tears down your face, your legs were trembling nonstop, and every single touch on your clit made you cry out.

When you could no longer form words, Emily finally took pity on you. With the dildo inside you and her tongue on your clit, you were overwhelmed with the aching need to cum that it started to hurt. But this time, Emily was more gentle with you, knowing how sensitive you were already. Her tongue was soft on your clit and the toy was gently prodding at your spot.

You started to whine at the pleasure being given to you, already fearing and anticipating the feeling of being edged again. Sensing your hesitation and pain, Emily was quick to soothe you. “Shhh… sweetie, you can cum for me now. Cum for mommy, angel.”

Your body released the tension it had held for the past few hours, at her instruction. Your mouth dropped open, a silent expression gradually getting louder as you pushed back against Emily.

“Yes, Mommy, I’m gonna cum just for you!”

Loud moans fell from your lips, her name the only thing you remember as you orgasmed in Emily’s mouth and around her cock. You were blinded for a few seconds, a ringing so profound in your ears that you had no idea how loud you were getting.

“That’s my sweet girl, keep cumming for mommy.”

“You taste so fucking good all the time.”

All throughout, Emily just watched you in awe and reveled in the way you taste. The raven-haired woman swears you taste sweeter every time she edges you. She helped you through your orgasm, knowing how tiring it must’ve been to be edged for hours and have such a strong orgasm.

Emily pressed kisses to your thighs before pulling out slowly. She set the toy aside and gathered you back into her arms. The unit chief whispered praises in your ears, about how good you were for her and how well you took her. You were shaking in her arms, all your limbs felt heavy and limp. Her body served as a way to ground you back down to reality as she continued to take care of you and ease you out of your subspace.

“You did so well, sweetheart. I’ll get you some water and fruits in a bit, okay?” She pressed a kiss to your forehead as she searched for a towel in the bedside drawer to clean you up between your legs. “Was that okay? Was it too much?” Emily asked as she looked at your curled-up form tucked beneath her chin, still worried about you and how it could affect you. “It was perfect, Em. You were perfect.” You kissed her jaw with a soft smile, reassuring her worries.

When you asked her if she did anything to you last night, Emily just shrugged and said she had no idea what you were talking about. But when you answered that she should do it again and use you whenever she wants, who was she to say no to your offer?

#lesbian #emily prentiss #emily prentiss x reader #criminal minds #emily prentiss x female reader #emily prentiss x you #criminal minds fanfiction

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lostatsea-blog · 1 day ago

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Take Me Home (Part 2)

Warnings: 18+, Smut

This is my first attempt at writing a fic like this so please let me know what you think. The Spanish is google translate so there might be some inaccuracies. No real plot to this one but I hope you enjoy!

Alexia Putellas x England Reader

The front door to your apartment slammed shut as Alexia pushed you up against it moulding her body to yours, pressing you back with her hips. Her hot, insistent mouth trailed kisses from your lips all the way down your neck. You could feel the scrape of her teeth every now and again and you knew she was leaving marks that would bring much teasing tomorrow at training. Alexia was possessive and loved leaving her mark on you, her claim so that everyone knew who you belonged to. It was hard to care when her sharp nips and soothing tongue shot bolts of heat straight to your core. Alexia was insatiable, refusing to remove herself from you for even a second. Three weeks had been the longest separation you had experienced in a while and she was determined to show you just how much she had missed you. You felt her hands trail down your body and tug insistently at your shirt and it was then that you decided you had been passive long enough. If Alexia thought she had won this fight for dominance, she was quickly corrected when your hands squeezed her firm behind before settling below her perfectly sculped cheeks and hoisting her up. She gave an unexpected squeal at the surprise move before wrapping her arms around your neck and her legs around your waist. She let out the most exquisite moan as her core rubbed against the hard muscles of your abs. She began to grind herself against you as you walked, seeking her own pleasure and allowing the filthiest moans to escape her mouth.

The ascent up the stairs took longer than it should. Alexia was not one to concede and had trailed her hands over your clothed body as you manoeuvred the two of you towards your shared room. You’d had a stop for a moment when her exploring hand had tweaked your sensitive nipple. You saw the devilish grin on her face as you had stumbled before regaining your balance and taking the final few steps at a quicker pace. Sex with Aleixa was unmatched with anyone you had been with before and the constant fight for control in the bedroom often brought out your most primal instincts. You wanted this goddess to submit to you (Something which Alexia refused to do without a fight) which is why when you reached the top of the stairs you slammed her into the wall besides your bedroom door. She moaned sinfully into your ear and pressed herself closer to you. You took her mouth in a dominating kiss and bit down on her fleshy bottom lip, punishment for her antics on the stairs but she simply smiled her devilish smile and you knew this battle would reign on.

Once inside your room you headed towards the bed intending to throw down the blond in your arms and climb on top but she had other ideas. She managed to drop her legs and twist herself forcing you to let her go and she took advantage of your surprise by spinning you and pushing you down into the chair by the dressing table

“quédate ahí” (Stay there) she commanded while pressing her palm into the centre of your chest. Your chest heaved as you fought for breath, your eyes never leaving hers, enchanted by the mischief you could see in them. Part of you wanted to disobey her instruction to see what she would do but the other part of you, intrigued by what you saw in her eyes, decided to submit. Alexia stepped back and you allowed your eyes to roam over her perfect body. Enhanced by the figure-hugging red dress she was wearing. Her eyes never left yours as she slowly wriggled her way out of the dress and threw it across the room. She stood before you in the most incredible red and black underwear set, which accentuated her body perfectly. You trailed your eyes from her face, down her perfect body, past her muscular abs until they rested on her peachy bum. Alexia’s bum was your favourite part of her body and you took any opportunity you could to touch and squeeze it. Alexia’s giggle brought you back and you knew you had been caught staring

“¿Ves algo que te gusta? (See something you like?) She challenged cheekily

“Have I told you that you have the most perfect arse?” you replied to her challenge loving the way your words caused her face to blush. Even after three years together she still blushed when you complimented her body like this. You were left confused when Aleixa suddenly turned and walked towards her bedside table but that quickly cleared when you saw the items she held in her hand.

“is it that sort of night?” You asked eyeing the items in her hand. You noticed that the toys she was holding were her own favourites meaning you would be the one wearing It tonight. Alexia did not reply to your comments, she dropped to her knees and unbuttoned your trousers, tugging on them to get them off. You helped by lifting yourself slightly. After your pants came your underwear leaving you bare below the waist. Alexia eyed you hungrily and leaned forward swiping her tongue through your abundant wetness and circling your clit with her tongue. Just as quickly as her mouth was on you, it was gone but before you could protest, she was shimmying a harness up your legs. Once it was in place, she attached the long, thick dildo she had chosen. You could not help but laugh at the colour; once a culer, always a culer. Alexia stood back, admiring her work. You were about to move, to pull her to you when she pressed down on your chest keeping you in your seat

“No” she commanded placing her legs either side of your hips. She did not remove her sinful red and black underwear, she moved it to the side so she could line the head of the dildo up with her dripping heat before slowly lowering herself down. The stretch felt delicious to the Spanish captain as she took the dildo inch by inch until she had taken it all and was sat flush on your lap.

“touch me and I stop yes?” she commanded in her broken English, something about Alexia speaking English during intimate moments always sent you wild and you felt your hands twitch with the urge to disobey. You wanted to grab her hips and drive into her until she forgot her name. You looked into her eyes and saw the challenge there, she did not believe you could do it so you forced yourself to relax and nod. With a filthy moan she began to move, lifting herself up and grinding back down against you. She placed her hands behind her bracing herself on your knees which gave her body the most incredible angle for you to watch. Her head was thrown back and her throat exposed begging to be claimed. She started slow lifting and grinding in a steady motion. Every time she pushed down against you the base of the dildo and the rough material of the harness stimulated you core causing the most amazing pleasure to coarse through you. The constant moans now leaving her slightly parted mouth were sending your head into a spin and when she sped up her movements you finally snapped and disobeyed her command. You surged forward grabbing her hips and controlling her movements. You thrust up hard on her upward movements and pulled her down further against you as she came down. Alexia moved her hands from your knees and wrapped them around your shoulders allowing you to control her movements. You heard the hitch in her breathing which indicated she was close and felt her walls clamp down against the dildo by how difficult it became to thrust but you continued to move your hips in a steady motion. You moved your lips to her ear

“Ven por mi hermosa!” (Come for me beautiful) Your choice to speak in Spanish was tactical and you knew the effect it would have, Alexia went limp in your arms as she came undone. Wave after wave of pleasure passed through her and you kept a slow rhythm with your hips guiding her through her orgasm. When her pleasure subsided she slumped against you the dildo still buried deep within her. As she shifted she felt the twitch of your hips and saw the wince cross your face

“Did you come” she asked gently and you shook your head not wanting to lie to Aleixa. With another devilish smile she climbed off your lap. She moved over to your bed and climbed on to all fours. You could see her wetness dripping down her thighs. She looked at you over her shoulder

“Entonces nosotras no hemos terminado” (then we are not done)

You were up in a heartbeat, stripping off the shirt you were still wearing before climbing onto the bed behind her. You wated no time lining the dildo up with her entrance and sinking into her with one rough thrust. A loud moan escaped her lips as you bottomed out

“Toma tu placer mi amor” (Take your pleasure my love) She whispered before your hips were moving of their own accord. You drove into her hard seeking your own release, which after watching Alexia ride you, was not far away. You knew that she was sensitive from her orgasm but she did not ask you to slow down or stop. To her own surprise she felt her own pleasure begin to build again and hoped that she could ride out your pleasure with you. You felt the tightening of her walls making it harder to thrust which told you she was close to orgasm again. Your movements stuttered slightly as you neared your peak but one final hard thrust sent you both toppling over the precipice as waves of pleasure overwhelmed you.

Once both of you had begin to settle you quickly pulled out and discarded the toy, something to be taken care of later. You reached out for Alexia pulling her into your arms and wrapping the blanket around you both

“Might have to go away more often if that is how you welcome me home” you joked earning a slap on the leg from your girlfriend. You laughed pulling her closer as the two of you allowed sleep to claim you.

#alexia x reader #fc barcelona femeni #fcb femeni x reader #fcb femení #woso community #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso x reader #barcelona femeni #barcelona women #alexia putellas fanfic #alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas #alexia putellas smut #woso #woso appreciation #woso smut #barca femeni

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transformers-spike · 1 day ago

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I'd like to think Mass Displacement with any bot makes their sight more detailed, idk how good optic sight is (I know Seekers would have the best eyesight) but humans aren't as detailed to them, at least until they shrink down so now their sight is like to human scale, and they're just hit with all the details and the jiggle physics of thighs, tiddies and tummy are gonna make some error pop up on their visors. Like they knew their human was soft and squishy, but damn they just got visualized in 4k and now they're overheating. Details from small scars, freckles, individual eyelashes, details of their eyes, stretch marks, and body hair is just driving them up the walls they'd somewhat forget they were going to frag and instead just makes the entire thing more or so an examination/lovemaking (most of them at least, some are gonna pouce no matter) while just taking in all their humans features and just tracing them out with their servos cause they're just so in fucking love with how different they are yet are so beautiful.

Human undressed: Heh I hope your comfortable with this, I know human skin can feel a bit squishier than metal plating-

Cybertronians:

YES THIS IS PERFECT Exactly what the bots do. I'm telling you, every single imperfection by our society's standards (freckles, moles, stretch marks, scars) - are wonders to the bots. They make us so much more unique, and they love being able to explore every inch of our bodies. Even bots like Knock Out (who typically prefer a shiny finish above everything) end up greatly appreciating the unique traits we possess. Suddenly they go from "ew weird fleshy creature" to "Ohhhh so these are your natural markings?"

#transformers x human #transformers x reader #transformers prime #maccadam #valveplug #headcanon hour #love this with all my heart

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toryavic161 · 2 days ago

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This is the reason why I fought so much with My "highschool Best friend", she had no concept of small dose friendship , and while I tried having a Lot of different habits and friend groups, she could not begin to fathom why i wouldnt be stuck to her all day long. It got to the point where i could replicate her phrases Word for Word, because she is a lovely person but DANG we spent so much time together (forcefully) that we starting becoming the same with nothing new to add, nor explore .

Small dosing friendships works wonders for when You know a little bit too much, just be responsible and not like me ☝️

worst relationship status to have w someone is “objectively they’re a fine person who is nice but i don’t enjoy their company as much as they enjoy mine”

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starconstruction · 3 days ago

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Night of Passion

Gaeul (IVE) + Haseul (ARTMS) x Male Reader (Smut)

smut tags: oral, multiple orgasms, anal, creampie, minor objectification, fsub + fdom

Word Count: 2567

not proofread

spun a wheel and haseul won! maybe i should do this again in the future

The soft light of the hotel room illuminated the room, it was late at night while you sat on the bed watching YouTube. The night was quiet, the relaxing holiday you took paying dividends. You went alone, getting a break from the endless cycle of work. Being successful came with its virtues, like being able to afford this week.

You decided to explore the hotel, it was luxurious so it had to have something interesting to do, the corridors were well lit and clean. You walked through the opulent halls. Dragging feet against the carpet, maybe soft. You got to the fancy elevator, there was a sign against the number pad.

0 - RECEPTION

01-08 - ROOMS

09 - VIP ROOMS

10 - ROOFTOP POOL (VIP ONLY)

The pool sounded inviting, you weren't exactly in the attire for this. Simple shorts and a t-shirt was all you had on. But it'd do, you pressed the button. Stepping into the elevator as you embraced the unknown, going up a floor.

The sudden chill of the night sky hit you, the door opening and the chemical scent of chlorine enveloped your nose. The wind was still tonight, perfect to relax. The pool was a rich blue, illuminated by the lights that laid in the corners of the walls. What caught your eye wasn't anything offered by the hotel itself, it was the two women sat on the complimentary chairs.

One of the women gave a matured vibe, her body well developed where it counted, she was wearing a pearl white bikini, covering her well endowed breasts. An equally impressive toned stomach, visible muscles showing her effort in the gym. She was holding some form of alcoholic beverage, a deep red liquid swirled around the ice at the bottom of the glass. Her legs went on for miles as your eyes trailed down, her toes well maintained as they were painted a seductive red.

The other woman seemed more spunky, wearing a much more energetic yellow bikini, she didn't have as big assets as the girl she was talking to. But she made up for it with her beauty. She was sipping a clear liquid, probably wine as they conversed.

You were about to sit on the opposite end of the pool, ready to face the beautiful city. A voice shot through the night. "Hey hot stuff!" It was the older one "Come over here!" You weren't going to deny a pair of beautiful women as you walked over to them, "Evening ladies" You greeted as you sat down in the chair closer to the energetic one.

"Hello, I'm Haseul." The older one said, gesturing to the lively one "And this is Gaeul" Who smiled as she took another sip of her drink. "And so, who are you stranger?" Haseul asked. "I'm Y/N, just here on some relaxation, what about you two?" You replied.

"Oh, me and Haseul are also here for some relaxation. It's a busy life back at home." Gaeul said, her hand reaching down below next to Haseul's chair, fiddling with an alcoholic bottle and a spare glass. "Fancy a glass?" she asked, you nodded in response as she made you a drink.

The alcohol went down your throat as it left a burning sensation where it landed, the taste of fruit laid faint in your mouth. "So, what do you do Y/N?" Haseul asked, hands on Gaeul's shoulder as they leaned into each other. "Office work, managing papers, employees, boring shit but it pays well. You?"

"I'm a dancer and singer, this is the first time I've had to myself in months." Haseul moved away from Gaeul. "I haven't been able to use this pool, join me Gaeul?" She said, voice teasing her friend as Gaeul got up.

The two slipped into the pool, floating in the water as they splashed around. "Join us Y/N, just take off your shirt." Haseul said, you complied. Throwing off your shirt as you dived into the water, your shorts becoming saturated with water. "Looking good, damn." Gaeul flirted, a gentle whistle from her pursed lips. "Not so bad yourself, Gaeul." You flirted back.

You three spent the next short while together, talking about life and other stuff. Most of it wasn't of importance but the two women were very nice. The night got a lot more exciting as Haseul started to speak about something more, personal.

"Y/N, you find us attractive right?" She asked, adjusting her bikini slightly as the bottom of her breasts were now visible. You paused for a second, collecting your thoughts "You two are quite beautiful, yes.

"Well our little Gaeul over here wanted to have some fun, us three. Care to oblige?" Haseul took Gaeul's lips in a gentle kiss as your face flushed. "I would be happy to." You said, keeping a sense of confidence. Heart hammering in your chest as she got out the water, grabbing her stuff. "Come on then, let's have some fun."

Haesul and you aggressively made out, lips battling for dominance as you two got through your hotel room door. Gaeul joined in on the assault of Haseul's mouth. You made room, a mixture of lips as you frantically made contact, hands rubbing up and down her body. The strong scent of alcohol gnawed your senses. Haseul was propped into the wall as her bra came undone. You pulled away, "Fuck, Gaeul look at her tits." Your hand grabbed her breast, aggressively squeezing handfuls, Gaeul was a step ahead of you. Mouth pursed around Haseul's right nipple, sucking intently as you joined her.

"Keep going you two! Suck my tits!" Haseul moaned, you two were happy to oblige. Eager lips sucked, the faint taste of chlorine laid on Haseul's boobs from the time in the pool. Cleaned off by your tongue. You eventually grew bored, pulling away as you feasted on Gaeul's body with your eyes. She was so eager, tongue lapping up and down as she stared directly at Haseul. "I bet Gaeul has a really pretty pussy, wouldn't you agree Haseul?" You said to her, "Yeah!" She gasped out, still under Gaeul's relentless motions. "You should find out, Gaeul. On the bed for us." She commanded as Gaeul pulled away.

Gaeul was compliant, laying down as her hands unraveled the top part of her Bikini. Leaving the rest to you and Haseul, her hands eagerly gripping the remaining fabric on Gaeul's body. Revealing Gaeul's soaking cunt, saturated with arousal. "Spread her legs Haseul, give us room." You commanded, she complied as her hands gripped Gaeul's thick thighs, creating a gap for you two to lay in front of.

"Tell us what you want Gaeul, use your words." Haseul said, rubbing Gaeul's leg as she awaited a response. You got on your knees alongside Haseul. "I want you two, eat my slutty pussy out please!" Gaeul started to beg as Haseul took the first lick of her awaiting cunt, eliciting a gasp. You joined in, taking your first taste of the younger woman. She tasted pleasant as your tongue explored her, a mixed scent of citrus, arousal and vanilla as their perfumes mingled.

You and Haseul got to work, tongues bumping into each as you two lapped up her slick, "You two are so good! Fuck keep going!" Gaeul screamed, her hands found comfort in Haseul's hair. "We will, your whore cunt tastes so good." You said, going deeper as your tongue picked up a mixture of saliva and juices. Gaeul was shrill as her voice got higher, her legs tightened like a vice as it compressed you and Haseul's head together. "Fuck, IM GONNA CUM ALL OVER YOUR TONGUES" Gaeul let out, "Cum for us!" Haseul said, tongue speeding up as Gaeul came undone.

Gaeul laid heaving on the bed, taken to the highest gate of heaven, you let her recover as Haseul turned to face you. Her lips tilted in a crooked smile, "Look how hard you are Y/N" her hand palmed your clothed crotch "Let me take care of you." Haseul tackled you, hands tugging off your shorts. Her eyes beaming as your length stood proud, she started gently, kissing your tip with her plush lips. "What do you want? Tell your mistress." Haseul fell into the dominant role perfectly, making your heart skip a beat as warm breath on your balls made you gasp. "I want you to suck my dick, please." You weren't one to ask nicely but her presence compelled you.

"Nuh uh, beg for me. Beg for me to give you what you want." She urged you further, giving you the smallest touches, jerking her hand up and down on your cock with such patience it made you mad. "Miss, please suck my dick. Please, please." You felt pathetic, whiny utterances falling from your mouth. Haseul smiled as she took you in her awaiting mouth, her head game was elegant and refined. Tongue tracing up and down, little excess saliva pooled from her. This clearly wasn't the first dude she had blown, bobbing incessantly as she coaxed pleasure from your desperate cock.

Gaeul stirred, recovering from the explosive pleasure that just transpired. "No fair! I want his dick aswell!" Gaeul whined like a brat, Haseul withdrew from the your rigid length. "Come on then brat, if you are so desperate come suck it." She moved away, giving Gaeul proper access.

Gaeul gave head much less elegantly than Haseul, slobbering as her head went up and down. She sucked dick eagerly, her tongue warm as it licked your shaft. Haseul watched over her, smiling as her hand perched into Gaeul's black hair. "Honey, I think you could go so much deeper." Without warning Gaeul was shoved, shaft enveloped entirely as it lodged into her throat. Nose pressing into your crotch as Haseul held her down.

"Good, that's more like it honey." Haseul treated her like a fleshlight, yanking her hair as her mouth was forced to take you. Haseul's smile was sadistic, using her other hand to rub your balls. The combined assault made you dizzy, pleasure welling into your core. Gaeul's delicious gags brought you to the mountains edge, so close.

"Miss, I'm gonna cum!" You shouted, thrusting up into Gaeul's mouth as Haseul brought her down. "Cum! Fill this whores mouth up. Give her what she wants!" The new granted permission was rewarded with a violent release of semen, Haseul pulled her off your cock. Semen splashing against Gaeul's teeth, chin and cheeks. A canvas painted as she fell on the floor, aggressively heaving as she struggled for air.

You weren't doing much better, aftershocks felt all over your body as you battled for oxygen. "Fuck, that was.. Wow." You had very few words to say to describe the climax you just had. "It's only just beginning, Y/N. We have a lot to do." Haseul responded for Gaeul, who was laying covered in you.

Gaeul stood up, "I want this cock!" She begged, bringing it towards her silky folds, rubbing them together as you two let out gasps. "Please fuck me!" She whined, her pleading was starting to grate on you. Your hand found her cum coated face, gently pressing her cheek. "You want this dick so badly?" You growled, her lips pouted as she nodded. "Then come ride it."

You laid on the bed, allowing Gaeul to climb onto you. Needy crotches connected as she lowered, her cunt gripped onto you. Latching on as it never wanted to leave, a shared moan leaked from your lips. She hopped up and down, she lacked in technique as she frantically bounced. Her enthusiasm was contagious.

Haseul looked slightly fidgety as she did nothing, watching Gaeul bounce feverishly. You couldnt allow that "Haseul honey, strip and ride my face." She smiled, pulling the remaining fabric off her legs. Her pussy was undeniably perfect, similar to Gaeuls with the main difference being a thin strip of hair laid where Gaeul was bare. Another difference was her scent, significantly more powerful than Gaeul. Your mouth was occupied with Haseul, her legs crushing your face as she rode your tongue.

The dual riding session invoked a chorus of moans as your cock was being abused, "Yes! Yes! FUCK!" Gaeul kept screaming on loop, hands resting firmly on your awaiting chest. You were burrowed tongue first in Haseul, her sticky juices strong with musk as you took everything she gave you. "Ugh, your tongue is so fucking good. I'm gonna cum!"

It was like the three of you were linked by the fates themselves, hands cramping up as Gaeul squeezed one more time, her composure entirely fallen apart as her cunt creamed around you. Orgasming violently, her body spasmed as she screamed. You knew there was no turning back as you came in her greedy hole, which coaxed as much as it could from you. Haseul was the dynamite at the end, delayed slightly as her thighs quivered. Gushing liquid all over your face as she fell onto your chest.

Your hand gravitated towards Haseul's fat ass, spanking it roughly as you kneaded her bakery. "Shame we don't have any Lube, I'd love to pound this ass." You said, finger trailing her backdoor teasing her. "Gaeul, we have some, be a dear and go grab some." Gaeul smiled, throwing her towel around her perfect body. Covering it as she disappeared.

"You know, it's polite to eat a girl's ass right?" She teased, voice dripping with desire and contempt. You couldn't resist a request like that, hands sliding up her sweet ass. Her words gave you a new found hunger as you feasted on her sweaty asshole. Tongue moving on its own accord as you worshipped her. "Fuck.. Your tongue is so good." She groaned.

Her back arched gracefully, giving you better access to her backdoor. One you planned to explore fully later, for now you rimmed her hole. Your hands went to her nipples, squeezing them roughly "Ow! Keep doing that" she pleaded.

Gaeul returned, the towel falling to the ground. Revealing her ravaged body, a semi translucent bottle in her hand. Gaeul threw it into your hand "Go hard on her." It was a simple request, one you were more than happy to oblige. Your cock now shiny with lube as you rubbed it into her awaiting hole.

You pressed in, Haseul's ass significantly tighter than Gaeul's cunt. Squeezing the life out of you as inch went in by inch. Your hands found leverage in her ass cheeks. Her body trembled with your thrusts, aggressive slaps of skin "Fuck! Violate this ass!" Haseul said, urging you on. Hips moving faster to meet demand.

Gaeul wasn't just watching, fucking herself eagerly with her dainty fingers. Mouth agape as saliva drooled from her. The shared moans got louder as Haseul took your cock, there was nothing slow about this rhythm. A flurry of pleasure as you used her as just a hole to fuck. The hotel room reeked of sex, showing your effort to give them a night to remember.

The familiar sensation of your orgasm came quick "Fuck. I'm gonna cum! Cum in this worthless ass!" You kept thrusting as you two chased a high, cum spilling into Haseul's tight ass as you came together.

Gaeul was the first to speak "It's not over yet! I want to try!"

It was a long night.

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lunajay33 · 3 days ago

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Afraid

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Summary: You’re Cassians sister but he hates Eris completely, so how do you chose between them, especially when Eris is your mate

Pairing: Eris x f!reader, Cassian x sister reader, other night court members x reader

•Masterlist•

After finding out Eris Vanserra, the oldest of the Autumn Court royalty, was my mate it was a hard pivot from my usual life, growing up with my brother Cassian was almost like I was blessed by the mother above, he always took care of me and made sure I was always happy, then Azriel and Rhysand came along when we were younger and we became our own little family, they treated me like their own sister and as we grew our family grew bigger, Mor came along and then Amren, it was just us for centuries

But then Rhys was trapped under the mountain and we were locked within the Night Court, no way of trying to save him, it took a toll on all of us but then one day it was like the sky became clear and we could breath again, and it was all thanks to my now sister in law, she saved my brother, saved all of pyrinthian

And just like that we had three new members to our family, even though I couldn’t find it easy to open my heart to Elain and especially Nesta with how she treats my poor knuckle head of a brother Cassian

The house became quickly overwhelming with how big our inner circle grew and it just became too much so I decided to have a get away for a while, I packed a bag and flew off towards the autumn court to a cabin Lucien said I could barrow

~Flashback~

The cabin was lovely, small but cozy, a fire place in the corner as the walls were adorned with fall decor it was very different from how my home is with the typical blues and greys with sparkles and stars, even though it was beautiful and special to me, the autumn court always called to me

I settled in for the night just me myself and I, the quiet soothing over me with the subtle sound of the wind blowing around the cabin rustling the leaves outside, an occasional hoot breaking the silence, it was purely…….bliss

I wake abruptly to the door being opened and a man grunting as the door slams, I peak out the bedroom door to see the man that I’ve always been fascinated by but could never approach because Cassian made it clear his hate for Eris, but I saw past that rough demeanour to what was underneath

In just my rich blue silk night dress I creep out of the room to where he was sprawled out on the couch, getting closer I notice his shape, bloody and bruised and he shudders every time he breathes in

My heart skips a beat seeing him likes this kills me for some reason and I barely know him, I sit next to him his eyes shoot open

“Are you okay?” I gently ask not wanting to startle him more

“What’re you doing here?” His voice calm but tired

“Lucien said I could stay here for a little, I needed some alone time, but that’s not important what happened to you?” He gently smiles before he groans as he tries to sit up

“The usual, made the old man mad cause I tried to protect my mother”

“Oh Eris” I sigh as I brush his silky auburn locks back, I took his hand in mine and channeled my powers not many knew about, my eyes glowing blue like the Velaris stars as I watch his wounds fade away until he’s like brand new even though it drains my energy for a while

“How did you do that?” He asks as he sits up without any pain and it settles my worrying heart

“It’s my gift the mother blessed me with, I couldn’t bare to see you like that” and that’s when I felt it, this snap in my chest like no other that connects me to Eris and I knew that he was the one for me, placing my hand on my chest I look up to see he has the same expression

“I’ve waited centuries for you little star” he smiles that fox like grin that sends a warm shiver down my spine

“My brothers are going to kill me” I laugh a little nervous as he brushes my hair back as he cups my cheek

“We’ll figure this out…..maybe we should just keep this between us while we explore this” I nod feeling undeniable love and joy between our bond

~Present~

It’s been a year since Eris and I became mates and it’s been a rollercoaster of many steamy nights as I snuck out to find him, the lust filled glances at meetings or the gentle touches at court balls, the only down side was having to brush off suspecting questions from my family, I want to tell them so badly they mean everything to me but I can’t bare to have Cassian be disappointed in me

Today was the annual ball that is held here in the Night court where all the high lords and their families come to mingle and just have a good fun time

Feyre and Mor were finishing up doing the final touches on my hair and makeup, as they treated me like a younger sister, I couldn’t stop squirming with excitement, I haven’t seen Eris in a week because of how busy we’ve both been

“What’s got you so happy sunshine?” Mor giggles as she places little gems in my hair

“Nothing just can’t wait to go to the ball”

“Is there maybe someone there waiting for you?” Feyre asks as my cheek rise with heat as I avoid their eyes

“I……I wish I could tell you” they stop what their doing and give me their full attention

“Sweetheart you know we’d never judge you, we’re your sisters we just want you to be happy” Mor said as she came around kneeling infront of me making my lip quiver

“You can’t tell anyone please” they nod

“I’ve found my mate” their eyes explode with shock as they scream and jump around

“How did we not know who is it? When did this happen?”

“It’s been a year tonight actually, it’s our anniversary, we’re swapping gifts at the ball” I smile looking at the box I had laid on the counter, a pair of gold rings, a thick band for him adorned with an engraved star and a silver ring for me with a auburn gem and an engraved fox

“Guess we will have to keep an eye out tonight won’t we mor?” Feyre smiles making Mor squeal again making me laugh along

Wearing a black dress with subtle rainbow sparkles all along the dress making me feel like a princess as I enter the ball room alongside Cassian, the others already there, the hall was filled with the families of every court, people laughing and chatting as the orchestra played in the corner with drinks flowing

“You look beautiful sis, please have fun tonight I know how much you’ve been doing to help Rhys plan this”

“I will I promise, now go find Nesta before she punches someone” I say making us both laugh

He gives me a gentle hug before he’s off weaving through the crowds

I glance around the room hoping to find my loving Fox until I felt his presence behind me a cunning whisper in my ear

“Now what’s a beautiful little star like you doing all alone at a ball” I turn with the biggest smile just wanting to throw my arms around him, he takes my hand and lead me off to a corner not many are around as he corners me between the walls so no one else could see me as he towered over making my knees weak, the scent of crisp leaves and musk over taking my senses

“I’ve missed you so much Eris” I whisper looking up at him, my hand against his chest

“Not as much as I’ve missed you my love, missed your scent…..your taste” he smirks

“Eris stop not here” I giggle

“Happy anniversary, my gift for you is back in the autumn court, I couldn’t really bring it here but I’ll show you tonight okay?” His hand squeezes my waist reassuringly

“Can’t wait, here’s yours, if it’s not your style I can exchange it” I say nervously as I hand him the box, he smiles as he opens it feeling a thrum of love through the bond

“Oh Angel it’s perfect” he takes mine out and gently slips it over my ring finger I then take his ring and do the same to him

“I love you y/n”

“I love you too Eris, always”

“Y/n what the hell is going on here?” I jump looking behind Eris to see my whole family standing there, Cassian looking about ready to rip Eris apart, looking to the others Rhys and Azriel looked unsurprised, nor and Feyre smiling, amren was unbothered as usual

“Umm…..I……we were just…..” it’s like my brain was malfunctioning

“Tell him sweetie” Mor smiles

I look back up at Eris who took my hand his warmth easing my racing thoughts

“Well?” Cassian asks unsettled

“Eris…….hes my mate”

The rage I could see immediately fill my brother scared me, he hates me now

“Cassian please don’t be made I know you don’t like him but he loves me he would never hurt me” I say quickly

“I love her, she the only thing that matters to me” Eris chimes in his hand going to my lower back to pull me close

“How could you, how long has this been going on?”

“Come on Cass go easy on her” Rhysand steps in

“Go easy, she’s with the man that tormented Mor, he’s pure evil”

My lip quivers feeling that weight in my chest again

“Cas I was with you every time Nesta hurt you, I supported you always even though she hurt me so many times, why can’t you just give him a chance” Eris holds me even tighter wiping my tears away

“I don’t even know who you are” I grunts as he storms off Azriel and Rhys quick to my side

“I’m sorry brothers I couldn’t help it I love him please don’t be mad at me too” I cry pleadingly not being able to lose them too

“Oh my heart we could never, we knew for a while we just wanted to wait till you were ready, we just want to you be happy and if that’s with Eris here then we can get use to it” Rhys says rubbing my arm as Azriels precious shadows swirled around my body like little puppies

“But Cassian hates me now” I cry again as Eris pulls me into his chest feeling his worry through the bond

“We’ll talk to him…..maybe you should clear you head and take some time away” Azriel says giving Eris a look

“Come on let’s go home my love” too upset to fly he winnows us back to the cabin we first found out we were mates

I sigh slumping down on the couch

“Still want you present Angel?” I perk up completely forget I nod as he goes into the bedroom and out runs a puppy Doberman with a pink bow around its neck, it hops on my lap licking all over my face

“Mother above she’s the cutest in the world! You got her for me?” I smile petting her as it calmed me

“I know you love them and thought it would be good practice”

“About that……I have another surprise for you”

“And what that?” He smiles kneeling infront of us as he plays with the puppy I’ve decided to name clover

“I’m pregnant” he stops looking up at me

“Are you serious! We’re having a baby?” I nod as he pulls me into a hug placing kisses all over my face

“When did you find out?”

“Yesterday, madja did some tests, she said I’m 2 months along” he places a warm hand against my belly

“Let’s get you out this dress and into bed, it’s been a crazy night” he states as we walk to the bedroom Clover jump around at our feet

He unzips my dress letting it fall to the floor, gently undoing my hair and helping me into one of him over night shirts, he got ready and we both laid in bed facing eachother with clover curled up against my belly

“He’ll come around you know, he loves you too much”

“Oh what would I do without you” I laugh running my fingers through his hair

My wings fluttering at the love he sends me

“Get sleep, we’ll figure this out in the morning, in one night our family grew by two” soon I was fast asleep”

I wake from a smash coming from the front door frantic footsteps coming straight to the room, I barely had time to react before one of Eris’s brothers burst in dragging me front bed which woke Eris, jumping out of bed clover quivering, Kayden holding my arms behind my back with a sword to my throat

“What the hell do you think you’re doing Kyden” Eris growls his hands glowing with fire

“Father heard your little show last night, he was seething to say the least, really Eris mating with a dirty night court member? Either way father sent me to send you a message just like our dear naive brother Lucien” in one swift motion he raises his sword and with all his strength slash’s down and the pain that rips through my body is too strong I couldn’t even make a noise as I fall too the ground shaking in pain

Clover coming over whining as she paws at my face like she was trying to keep me awake, a ball of fire shoots through the air as Eris screams hearing Kyden retreat

Eris falls to his knees infront of my cradling me trying not to touch my seared open wounds where my wings once remained………my wings the ones I loved dearly, the memories I had with them as I flew with my brothers…..now gone

“Oh my little star hang on okay don’t fall asleep” in a shadow of mist I know he’s winnowing us somewhere but I can barely think the pain all consuming the only thing anchoring me is Clover in my arms and the warmth of Eris and the blood dripping down my back

“Eris” I whisper as the world becomes blotchy

“RHYSAND HELP ME” he screams out, the smell of my home surrounding me, the lavender and mist jolting me

I see Cassian, Nesta, Azriel and Mor come running up behind Eris, then hearing Rhys and Feyre behind me, frantic scared voices coming from all around me, screams or terror, cries for the healers

Cassian takes my face in his hands as I’m laid on my side of some bed but I couldn’t focus, like I was watching everything from outside my body

“You better not leave me, I can’t lose you my sparkle, you’re my little sis, you hold on” I hear clover whine again as she comes and curls up under my chin resting her head against the side of my neck protectively

“I……I’m sorry” I sigh as the world finally goes black”

~Eris POV~

Watching her in pain, feeling her pain feels like I’m being punished by the mother above, seeing her bleed out and lose all color, seeing her wings lay limp against the floor then the screams of her family

I sit next to her as she heals, it’s been a week and I can’t do a thing but watch her, pray that her chest will rise again after ever breath she takes, hope to the mother that this baby is still there and that she’ll wake and not hate me for what my bastard brother did

Cassian has sat on the chair on the other side of the bed, as white as a ghost

“You know she wanted to tell you, I saw the way it bothered her not telling you, she always said “my brother gonna kill me” but then she’d giggle that beautiful laugh and tell me a story where you made her feel special, she loves you”

He sighs resting his head against her hand

“I should’ve been happy for her, I shouldn’t have gotten mad and walked out she wouldn’t…..she didn’t do that to me and what if she doesn’t wake up and I’ll never be able to tell her that”

“Don’t talk like that, she’ll wake up she has to” I almost cry again for the hundredth time resting my hand against her lower belly beside clovers head, she hasn’t left her side except to eat I think she could sense it, I could feel the bond she’s already made with my mate

“No…….shes pregnant?” Cassian asks looking down to where my hand rests, I nod

“She told me the night of the ball, part of her anniversary present to me, mine was clover for her, I thought……I thought everything was finally perfect, I always wanted a child with her and she was so happy, she’s gonna hate me now for what my brother did to her”

“I don’t think she’d hate anyone, she definitely wouldn’t hate you this past year she’s been a beam of star light, always happy and I guess if that because of you I can’t be mad that you’re her mate” Cassian says giving me a reassuring nod

Madja comes in to check on her using her magic

“How’s she doing?” I ask as I pet clover

“She’s healing well, her back has no signs of infection and the babies are growing at their normal rate, luckily you got here in time before she lost too much blood” my heart skips a beat

“Babies? As in more than one?” Cassian asks just as surprised as me

“Yes dear you’re having twins, congrats” she smiled before leaving

~Normal POV~

Gentle voices around me slowly come into focus as I open my eyes as I feel a burning ache along my back, the memories of that night, Kyden taking me, taking my wings who am I without my wings……please mother above let my baby be okay

“Eris….” I whimper as I try to sit up seeing him and Cassian at my sides, my little clover on my lap

He shoots up from his spot coming up to to caress my cheek feeling the warmth I love

“Oh my little star, how’re you feeling can I get you anything?” I could feel his fear through the bond and all I could do was look at him

“I’m sorry……I should’ve locked the door or we should’ve stayed in the night court and now I’m hideous…..my wings….” I cry finally feeling everything

“Oh my love don’t ever say that, none of this is your fault, Kyden will pay for hurting you and you’re still by beautiful mate I’ll be with you every second to heal from this, you’re gonna be a strong mother”

“She’s still okay?” I ask feeling clover place her head over my belly

“Both of them actually….theyre healthy”

“Twins? Oh wow I can’t believe this”

“You’ll be okay sis, I’m sorry I reacted like that but I’ll never make you feel like that again” Cassian sighs placing a kiss to my hand

“I understand, it’s not your fault I’m just happy you’re still here with me” I smile weakly as Eris keeps kissing my face

“You know you scared me, I never wanna see you like that again, feeling our bond weaken was the worst pain” Eris groaned as clover came up to nudge him away

“Everything’s okay now! We can all be a family now right?” I look between them

“Always”

Healing was hard, having to walk again without the weight of my wings, Azriel helped me a lot when Cassian was busy, he let me play with his shadows when I felt discouraged and I’d tumble over

Rhys made sure I always had everything I wanted even if I didn’t know I needed it, bringing me all the food cravings I wanted, Feyre leaving me my favourite flowers, Mor gifting me with new clothes now that I didn’t have wings and had a baby belly, Clover stayed at my side every moment and she grew at light speed already to my hip, letting my lean against her as I walked, Elain and Nesta still didn’t bother with me which still hurt, and my dear Eris treating me like a speck of a diamond like if break at any moment but I couldn’t blame him, always rubbing my belly, braiding my hair when it got annoying, holding me extra close every night

I’m due any day now and I’m nervous to say the least, I just want to be a good mom and I know how worried Eris is too, scared he’ll become like his father

I wobble my way into the bedroom and change into my night gown, clover helping bump me up onto the bed before she jumps up after me, like always here head lay on my lamp, her puppy eyes looking up at me

“You excited to meet a mini me and Eris?” I giggle when she huffs and rubs her snout against my belly

“If it isn’t my two favorite girls already waiting for me” Eris chimes as he enters the room hoping into bed with us, his strong arms wrapping around me as he pulls me into a passionate kiss taking my breath away

“I missed you my love”

“I missed you more, these babies are little rascals they keep fighting”

“Definitely mine” he laughs as I lay my head on his chest

“Oh I forgot to tell you, Azriel brought me something today, might be strange but he thought it would give you closure” he got out of bed going into the hallway and bringing in a huge shadow box

“Well turn it around don’t leave me in suspense!” He bites his lip before turning it I gasp

Within the shadow box is my wings spread out and framed beautifully, the background black with rainbow sparkles, the wings must be enchanted to stay preserved, walking up to it I lay my hand against the glass

“I want them back Eris” I cry as he settles them down by the wall

“I know my love and if I could I’d do anything to give them back” he says pulling me into a hug

“Come on let’s get you to bed”

“You go on I’m gonna go tell Azriel thanks, I’m be back in a second okay?” He nods giving me one last kiss

Walking down the hall until I get to his room where the shadows come out from under the door curling around my feet and tickling

“Come in” he calls before I even knock

I walk in and go straight to him on the bed where’s he’s sat reading

“I wanted to say thank you for the gift, I really love it to still see them, I miss it though, flying around and feeling the wind in my hair”

“Once you have my darling niece and nephew I’ll take you, I promise” I smile and squeeze his hand until I feel a huge pressure release and then the bed is wet

“Oh gosh Azriel I’m so sorry” he jumps up and scoops me in his arms

“Angel you’re having your babies I think my bed can handle it” he walks back past my room calling for Eris and he was quick on our tail along with Clover following to madja

After hours of contractions it was time, screaming I push feeling like I was being shredded until I hear that little cry

“She’s beautiful, she has wings my love” Eris cries as he wipes my head with a cool cloth the rest of the family sat around the room watching anxiously Cassian now holding my little girl in a blanket

“Oh it’s happening again” I whine feeling the push again

“Come on you’re almost there” and finally the pain, the pressure was gone and my babies were here

Eris holds my baby boy up to me, his little wisp of curly ginger hair, his skin adorned with freckles, his eyes a deep auburn

Cassian holding my girl for me, little deep grey wings with a hue of purple, her hair chocolate brown and lilac eyes, I take them both in my arms as the others come around to marvel and my babies

“They’re beautiful” I smile as Eris sits next to me holding me to his chest

“You did amazing my little star, the mother has truly blessed me”

“Her wings…….theyre just like mine” I feel a part of me heal at that knowing she’ll be free like I was and knowing my boy will be strong like his father

“What’re you gonna name them?” Feyres asks

“We’re thinking she’ll be Cassi for my dear brother and he’ll be Aris a mix between Eris and Azriel” they smile as I feel Azriels shadows at my hands

“Don’t worry Rhysand next time I’ll include you” I say making him laugh

“Don’t worry, I’m proud of you Angel, we all are”

“Our little family just got a bit bigger”

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