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littlest-w01f · 2 months ago

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Birchin

"Gangbang" with:

Cazriel x Elsie (Oc) x Feysand

Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

Summary: Rhysand, Cassian and Azriel invite their mates over to the Berkin after their annual snowball fight

Cw: Gangbang, FxFxMxMxM, FxF, MxF, MxFxM, Smut 18+ MDNI

The night air was crisp and cold, the scent of pine wafting through the forest. The snow fell lightly, dusting everything in a soft blanket of white. Inside the cozy cabin, Feyre and Elsie sat by the crackling fireplace, their laughter filling the room, the Autum female making jokes that had the High Lady of Night doubling over in laughter. They were engrossed in their conversation, oblivious to the fact that their mates were listening in on their chit chat more than being busy soaking in their sweat.

Winter Solstice was always a blast for Feyre and Elsie, the two friends would spend their time making snowmales while their mates had their annual snowball fight, as the sun began to set on the longest night of the year, Feyre and Elsie bundled up in their warmest clothes and sat near the fire in the cabin.

As Feyre and Elsie chatted amiably by the fireplace, their mates lounged nude in the birchin adjacent to the cabin, sweat glistening on their muscular bodies as they recovered from yet another intense snowball fight session. Feyre and Elsie sipped hot cocoa, Elsie' cheeks flushed from the cold and the warmth of the crackling fire while Feyre's body was unbothered by the change in temperature.

"I swear, Rhys and Cassian almost killed each other out there," Feyre laughed, taking another sip of her hot cocoa, catching a marshmallows in her mouth. Her eyes sparkled with mirth as she glanced at Elsie, who let out a snort of laughter.

"Oh please, those two are always trying to one-up each other," Elsie replied with a grin, her firey locks cascading over her shoulders as she leaned back in her chair. "It's adorable, really. Especially when Az is the one who wins."

Feyre suddenly sat up, a smirk on her face, as she set her cup down, eyes glazing over, "We've been invited to the Birchin. Join our mates inside. If you want."

"Where they are naked and sweating...?" Elsie's breath caught in her throat. Elsie's gaze drifted towards the steam room's door, her mind filled with images of Azriel and Cassian’s muscled forms. A blush crept onto her cheeks, and she bit her lower lip, her heart pounding against her chest. She looked back at Feyre, her crimson eyes wide and curious. A few years ago, she would deny seeing another male than her mates naked, but now, the thoughts of watching Rhysand and Feyre brought a smile to her lips. "Sure." She said getting up, dusting off her swollen skirt of non-existent dust.

Elsie followed Feyre into the steam room, the heat enveloping them immediately. She could already hear the low murmurs coming from within, punctuated by hearty laughs and the occasional grunt. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she saw Rhysand lounging in a corner, his muscular body glistening with beads of sweat. His black hair was damp, clinging to his forehead, and his violet eyes gleamed with mischief as he noticed Feyre's entrance.

Cassian and Azriel, meanwhile, were sprawled out on a bench, legs spread wide, Azriel's head thrown back, Cassian's muscles rippling under his skin as he stretched. He flashed Elsie a wicked grin, his hazel eyes twinkling with desire. "Well, well," he drawled, "look what the cat dragged in."

Azriel's shadows covered his thighs and abs, and the part of him that Elsie craved the most. "No clothes inside, ladies." The shadowsinger growled, eyes going up and down his mate, wings stretching at the sight until Cassian whines he was taking too much space and tried to shove him off with his.

As the shadows enfolded Azriel's muscular frame, creating a tantalizing silhouette, Elsie's heart fluttered. Her eyes traveled down the curves of his sculpted torso, to the shadows that concealed the throbbing cock she knew all too well.

Her gaze then shifted to Rhysand, who lounged casually, yet exuded raw masculinity. His dark eyes glinted with lustful intent as he watched Feyre with a predatory hunger, the two talking in their minds. Cassian, on the other hand, was openly leering at Elsie, his broad chest rising and falling with each heavy breath.

"As you say, my love." Elsie peeled off her clothes slowly, revealing inch after inch of creamy firey skin. Her curves strained against her lingerie, nipples visibly erect beneath the delicate fabric. With a sensual shrug, she let the garment drop.

Azriel's shadows seemed to pulse hungrily as he drank in the sight of his mate's nearly bare flesh. His breathing grew heavier, the anticipation building within him like a coiled spring ready to release its tension.

Meanwhile, Feyre had stripped down to nothing, her taut stomach and toned legs on full display. Rhysand licked his lips appreciatively, his large hands twitching with the urge to grab hold of her slender hips and pull her close.

Cassian groaned audibly as Elsie's lace hit him square in the face, holding the lingerie, inhaling her scent. "Is this naked enough for you?" The female murmered with a twirl.

The steam room was now filled with the intoxicating aroma of arousal, mingling with the scent of pine and wood smoke. Azriel's shadows danced around him, enhancing his aura of seduction. He watched Elsie with hungry eyes, his cock hardening beneath the protective veil of darkness.

"Come closer, High Lady..." Rhysand's hands found their way to Feyre's waist, pulling her onto his lap. His fingers traced the curves of her body, teasing the hardened peaks of her nipples before sliding down to cup her ass, biting down on her neck as she squealed.

Cassian rose from his seat, his towering height dwarfing Elsie. He pulled her against him, his strong arms wrapping around her body, wings caging her in before pushing Elsie into straddling Azriel's lap.

"So how are we doing this?" Cassian smirked, looking between the two duos, leaning into Elsie and Azriel. He knelt down, face buried in the dimples at the base of his mate's spine, electing a giggle from Elsie.

Elsie's gaze locked with Feyre's over their shoulders, both females feeling the heat of the moment, the unspoken promise of pleasure that lay ahead. Their eyes spoke volumes, filled with lust, admiration, and a hint of mischief.

Their gazes locked, a silent understanding passing between them - an unspoken permission and desire. Feyre's eyes, smouldering with need, raked over Elsie's curves, lingering on the swell of her breasts and the enticing dip of her waist where the shadowsinger's hands dug, right above where Cassian bit down on her.

Elsie returned the favour, her own crimson eyes drinking in the sight of Feyre's muscular form, her pert nipples standing at attention where Rhsyand's finger's kneaded them. A sultry smile played on Elsie's lips as she imagined running her tongue over the delicate buds.

The females shared a look, getting up and crossing the distance, Feyre and Elsie's mouths met in a passionate kiss, their tongues entwined in a sensual dance, and the atmosphere in the steam room reached a fever pitch as they felt each other up.

Rhysand, Azriel and Cassian watched with avid interest, albeit a little disappointment that their mates had left them, but it quickly resolved into need, their cocks stiff and leaking precum as they fantasized about joining the erotic spectacle unfolding before them. Azriel's shadows enveloped Elsie's body, caressing every curve as Feyre kissed her deeply.

Azriel's shadows wrapped around both females, stroking their sensitive skin as if alive. They slid across Elsie's breasts, teasing her nipples until they were stiff peaks. Meanwhile, her mouth claimed Feyre's, kissing her passionately while her hands roamed her toned physique.

The shadows continued their sensual assault, trailing down to Elsie's hips and thighs, making her gasp into Feyre's mouth. She moaned softly, the vibrations travelling through Feyre's body, adding to the sensations coursing through her.

Feyre's hands explored Elsie's back, slipping down to squeeze her firm ass, drawing her closer. Her own breasts pressed against Elsie's, the hardened nipples rubbing deliciously. The steam room was filled with the sounds of wet kisses and ragged breaths, the air thick with lust.

Feyre pushed Elsie to Rhysand. With a mischievous grin, Rhysand took Elsie in his arms, his hands gripping her thighs open firmly. His cock, rock-hard and throbbing, pressed against her slick folds, teasing her entrance.

"Mmm... I've been waiting for this." Rhysand whispered huskily, his voice a low purr that sent shivers down Elsie's spine. His cock teased at her entrance, rubbing along her slit, coating itself with her juices. He groaned loudly, his eyes rolling back momentarily in ecstasy.

Feyre knelt in front of her mate and friend, leaning in to lick over her cunt and his cock

Feyre's tongue swirled around Rhysand's cock, lapping at the pre-cum oozing from the tip. She took him into her hot mouth, sucking gently as she pulled off to suck Elsie's clit, sealing it between her lips.

Rhysand grunted, his grip on Elsie's ass tightening as he thrust shallowly into her slick heat, loving the way her body heat up. "Fuck, you're so wet already," He growled, nipping at her earlobe.

"Fey- Mmm... Fuck." The shadows continued their ministrations on Elsie, caressing every inch of exposed skin, adding to the overwhelming sensation. Cassian and Azriel watched with lust-filled eyes, their own cocks straining for release as they took in the erotic sight before them of their High Lord and Lady ravishing their mate.

Feyre lavished attention on both Elsie and Rhysand, alternating between long, languid strokes of her tongue along his length and quick flicks over Elsie’s swollen clit, She pulled off, grabbing Rhysand's cock to stroke it a few times before she pressed his cock against Elsie's cunt. "You ready?"

"Yeah..." Elsie moaned wantonly as Rhysand's hard cock nudged against her soaked entrance. Her hips bucked instinctively, seeking more friction. Feyre's hand pumped Rhysand's cock, smearing Elsie's juices along the thick length.

With a wicked grin, Feyre positioned Rhysand at Elsie's opening once more. "Do it," She urged, her eyes meeting the violet of her mate, her voice dripping with desire. "Fuck their mate." Her words caused Cassian and Azriel's breaths to hitch.

Rhysand needed no further encouragement. With a powerful thrust of his hips, he buried himself to the hilt inside Elsie's tight channel. "Ahhh fuck! So goddamn tight!" He groaned, savoring the feel of her velvety walls squeezing his aching cock.

"Please..." Elsie whispered, nails digging into Rhysand's powerful thighs to have some semblance of control, Azriel's shadows stroking her clit to help accommodate Rhysand. He gripped her hips tightly, hands gentle as he pulled her off a couple inches to slam her back down. Elsie cried out, her head thrown back in pleasure as she felt herself being filled completely by Rhysand's cock.

The steam room echoed with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, the symphony of moans and sighs filling the air. Rhysand began to move within Elsie, his hips snapping up, retreating, then plunging deeper still. Each thrust hit her sweet spot, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her body.

Azriel's shadows roved over Elsie's curves, tracing the outline of her breasts, tweaking her nipples, and continued their relentless stimulation of her clit. Every touch, every movement, was designed to push Elsie closer to the edge of climax.

Cassian pulled Feyre towards himself, Cassian's hands roamed Feyre's body possessively, squeezing her breasts roughly as he captured her lips in a searing kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, claiming her thoroughly. Feyre moaned into the kiss, grinding her hips against his straining cock.

The room echoed with the symphony of moans, grunts, and the obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh. The air was thick with the musky scent of sex, fueling the insatiable hunger of the five lovers lost in their own worlds of pleasure.

Elsie watched as Azriel pulled Feyre closer by her hair, Feyre's eyes wide at his girthy size, not a shadow on him as they all paid attention to his mate. Rhysand wrapped his arms around Elsie, pressed his head in her hair, inhaling her scent, "We're gonna watch them, ok, princess?"

Cassian trailed his mouth down her neck, planting wet kisses along her pulse point. His hands squeezed her breasts, kneading and tugging at her nipples.

The erotic sight made Elsie's cunt clench around Rhysand's cock. She ground her hips back against him, a silent plea urging him to move. Rhysand obliged, grabbing her hips, and making her ride him.

Feyre looked over at Elsie and Rhysand, seeing the way Rhysand's cock disappeared into Elsie's tight hole, feeling Cassian's cock throb against her own. A whimper escaped her lips, her own arousal building at the thought of watching them all lose control.

With a growl of approval, Azriel allowed Feyre to take his cock into her mouth, her warm tongue swirling around the tip before taking more of him inside. The sight of Feyre sucking him off sent waves of pleasure coursing through Azriel's veins, his shadows intensifying their touch on Elsie's sensitive body.

"Oh Mother-" As Elsie reached her climax, her cunt clenched tightly around Rhysand's cock. Rhysand's thrusts became erratic, his cock pulsating inside her as he chased his own orgasm.

Cassian's cock throbbed inside Feyre's tight cunt, hitting her sweet spot relentlessly. The steam room was now a hotbed of raw carnal energy. Every movement, and every sound amplified the intensity of the moment. Rhysand's cock throbbed inside Elsie.

Watching his mate pleasuring another male stoked Rhysand's arousal further. He thrust into Elsie with renewed vigour, each stroke hitting deeper, his cock rubbing deep against her walls. "Fuck… you're so good," He groaned, his hand moving to pinch and twist one of Elsie's nipples.

"Rhys..." Elsie's eyes crossed, shadows not leaving her as Rhys fucked her through her release.

Cassian could feel Feyre trembling beneath him, her inner muscles fluttering wildly around his cock. He knew she was close, hell, he could barely hold back himself after witnessing Elsie and Rhysand. Gripping Feyre's thighs tightly, he pistoned his hips faster, driving into her cunt with ruthless abandon.

"Yes! Yes! Don't stop!" Feyre wailed, her cries muffled by Azriel's cock thrusting in and out of her mouth. Tears streamed down her face, but there was no pain, only exquisite bliss.

Cassian pounded into Feyre harder and faster, his balls slapping against her clit. He groaned loudly, feeling his orgasm building rapidly. The sight of Rhysand fucking Elsie, coupled with Feyre's tight, warm cunt clenching around his cock was too much for him to bear.

Rhysand watched intently as Cassian pounded into Feyre, her gagging on Azriel's cock, his own orgasm teetering on the edge. Seeing his best friends claim Feyre so fiercely spurred him on, and he increased his pace, driving his throbbing cock even deeper into Elsie's welcoming heat.

Every touch, every movement, was designed to prolong their female's pleasure, Cassian's thrusts grew more erratic, his grip on Feyre's thighs tightening like a vice. He let out a guttural groan as he felt his climax approaching, his cock twitching inside her.

Feeling Cassian's cock spasming inside her, Feyre knew he was close. She sucked on Azriel's cock harder, her mouth watering from the effort. With a final pull, she took him all the way to the base, her throat constricting around him as she swallowed and gagged on every inch of his length.

Elsie clamped down on Rhysand's cock in pleasure as she watched her mates take her friend. Rhysand groaned from the grip of her cunt on her cock, as Rhysand spilt his hot seed inside Elsie, she cried out in pleasure, her walls clamping down on him rhythmically.

The scents of their mixed release triggered Feyre's own climax, her cunt clenching around Cassian's cock as she came hard, eyes rolling back. Her throat worked around Azriel's cock, bringing him closer to his.

Cassian let out a primal roar as he exploded inside Feyre, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his release. The sensation of Feyre's cunt spasming around him, combined with the erotic sight of her swallowing Azriel whole, pushed him over the edge.

Azriel's scared fingers dug into Feyre's scalp as he too found his release, almost silent grunts leaving his lips, his cock erupting in her mouth. She tried to drink down every drop of his essence, her body trembling with the force of her own climax.

As the last waves of pleasure washed over them, the five collapsed onto the heated benches, panting heavily. Their skin glistened with sweat, hearts raced.

Feyre lay sprawled across Cassian and Azriel, a contented smile on her face. "That was… incredible," she murmured, her voice hoarse from her earlier cries of ecstasy.

Elsie curled up beside Rhysand, her head resting on his shoulder. She could feel his cum leaking out of her cunt, the sensation sending a shiver down her spine. "I never knew watching others could be so..." She glanced between Feyre and Rhysand with a shy smile, a blush forming on her cheeks as Azriel's shadows soothed her skin.

As they recovered, their breathing slowly steadying, Feyre gently detached herself from Cassian and Azriel. She crawled over to join Elsie and Rhysand, her movements languid and sensual. Sitting down across Elsie's lap, the female's arms around her waist, she rested her head on Elsie's shoulder, looking up at her with a smile. "Watching you both… It was really hot."

I'm so tired... I don't know how you take them both every day. Feyre's voice rang in her head and she stifled a giggle.

Don't let them hear you say that. Elsie replied back, as Elsie leaned down to meet Feyre's lips with hers, she tasted their mingled sweat and desire. Their tongues danced together in a slow, passionate dance. They kissed deeply, hungrily, savouring the taste of each other mixed with the remnants of their partners' essences.

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yelenasdiary · 2 months ago

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Aunt May's Pumpkin Patch

Pairing: Yelena Belova x Fem! Reader

Summary: You surprise Yelena with her first pumpkin patch adventure.

Fluff

Warnings: None | 1.5K

Translations: Detka (baby),

AC: Just a little idea my friend gave me when he said he was excited to go to the pumpkin patch this year! I hope you all enjoy! x

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In the cozy apartment filled with the aroma of waffles and fresh coffee, Yelena smiles softly as she wraps her arms around you from behind, placing a kiss on your left cheek. “All this is already making waking up before 9am worth it” she says softly as you melt in her arms. “Well, I figured if I feed you and caffeinate you, you won’t be so grumpy” you playfully tease as you place the last waffle from the pan to the plate.

Yelena spins you gently in her arms to face her, “I am good at my job, but I still cannot work out what you have planned” she says, making you chuckle. “Good! Because it’s supposed to be a surprise, now, kiss the chef and have some breakfast” you smiled softly, “we’re on a time schedule” you added. Yelena kissed you softly but deeply, pulling you even closer into her arms while you managed to skilfully turn the stove off without breaking the kiss.

“Let me take that for you, can’t have you doing all the work” Yelena playfully winked after pulling away and taking the small plate of stacked waffles.

Sitting across from one another, breakfast adds to the tone for a perfect day, Yelena overloads her waffles with maple syrup like a child at an ice cream store and you comfortably top your plate with your favorite fruit. Yelena pours herself a black coffee and digs into the golden waffles dripping with syrup.

After breakfast, it would only be 2 hours drive to one of the most popular pumpkin patches in New York. The morning sun filtering through the trees, casting a warm glow over the landscape that Yelena looked over at while you drove. Her favorite Metallica playlist making her foot tap along with the beat, setting a slightly different tone as you drive carefully down the countryside roads. Autum leaves painted the open land in shades of gold, orange, and deep crimson and soon enough Yelena broke, asking you all kinds of questions about where this travel was taking her.

It was only a matter of time before a sign on the side of the road would give-away the surprise. “Aunt May’s pumpkin patch, 200 metres”, Yelena’s eye lit up as she looked over at you, “Please tell me we are turning in 200 metres!!” She said with excitement. You knew how much she loved American Christmases and had no doubt she would love the extra activities that came along with Halloween.

“Surprise!” You replied with a playful chuckle.

After parking, the two of you were instantly wrapped in the smell of fresh apples and spiced cider wafting from nearby stalls. In the heart of the patch, you stop to warm the insides of your bodies with hot chocolate before looking over at the paddock of vibrant orange pumpkins scattered across the field, each one a potential canvas for creativity.

Wrapped in cozy sweaters, hand in hand and sipping from the take-away cups, your cheeks flushed from the brisk air as Yelena looks over at you, admiring the sparkle in your eyes before she places a gentle kiss on your cheek, “thank you” she whispers.

“You’re welcome my love” you give her a smile before taking another sip of your hot coco. Yelena’s eyes scanned over everything she could see in sight, everything from a petting zoo to the pumpkin field to the carnival like games and ending with the small farmers market, she was amazed with just how big Aunt May’s Pumpkin Patch truly was.

“Where would you like to start?” You asked her, seeing the look in her eyes. She smiled as she looked at you, “shall we start with the farmers market?”

“Sure” you returned the smile.

The stalls were full of people selling all kinds of different goods, some hand-made crafts, some home-made sauces and pies and some selling products useful to those who are farmers. As you both strolled through the market, hand in hand, you stopped at a stall selling souvenirs for Aunt May’s pumpkin patch. Yelena couldn’t help but smile softly when you picked up a snow globe of the pumpkin patch, instead of little snowflakes, little autumn leaves danced around inside before landing on the globes floor.

Letting go of your hand, she reached for her phone, “how much are the snow globes?” She asked the saleswoman behind the table. “$15 each or 2 for $25” she smiled kindly. “We’ll take two please” Yelena replied, getting her Apple Pay ready as the woman packed two boxed snow globes into a plastic bag.

“Lena, you didn’t have to buy them” you said looking up at her as she smiled softly at you. “Ones for us and the other is for Nat” she said.

She placed the plastic bag around her wrist before taking your warm hand once more. At a nearby stall, you came across home-made candles, candles, their flickering flames promising warmth and comfort for the chilly evenings ahead. You and Yelena spent a few moments smelling each candle on offer before choosing a couple of autumn-scented candles and envisioning cozy nights in together, watching movies and eating mac n cheese.

After the farmers market, Yelena’s eyes were drawn to the crowd that began to take seats in front of the fenced off part of the pumpkin patch. A large sign advertising pig racing which had Yelena interested in the event. “Okay, I gotta watch this” she said before the two of you walked over and took a seat on one of the benches.

There were six pigs wearing colorful bandanas that you and Yelena took bets on. “I’m betting on the one with the little pumpkins on it!” You declared, pointing to the light pink pig wearing a black and orange bandana covered with patterned pumpkins. “Oh yeah? You think that pig is gonna win against that one?” Yelena replied, pointing at the pig with a skeleton printed bandana.

“I know it!” You reply, giving her a playful wink.

As the race begins, your enthusiastic cheers join delighted screams and laughter from the crowd. With every turn and squeal from the pigs, Your and Yelena can’t contain the delight, leaning into each other, your hearts racing alongside the little contestants as they charge toward the finish line.

The pig wearing the pumpkin patterned bandana speeds ahead, bypassing Yelena’s choice of pig as you jump up, squealing in victory as the little pig crosses the finish line. You embrace Yelena in a playful hug, teasing her that you knew your pig would win. The crowd applauded the activity while children jumped and cheered as they held onto the wooden fence.

Before you knew it, lunch time was just around the corner and to add to the growing surprises of Aunt May’s Pumpkin Patch, there was a restaurant on site with a café next door. You and Yelena opted for a meal rather than a corn dog from one of the food trucks that were by the entrance.

You and Yelena enjoyed a warm lunch together, Yelena shared her excitement for the next activity. She was set on playing a few of the carnival games before you would take her on the hayride around the pumpkin field to finish off the day before picking out a pumpkin each to carve at home. Her competitive side got the better of her as you both turned each game into a little contest between you both, Yelena winning by one extra game but although she took her win with pride, seeing your smile and hearing your laugh was the best prize she won.

The sun hangs low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the field of pumpkins as you and Yelena sit comfortably on a haybale, hand in hand on a wooden cart hooked to the back of a tractor. Rustic fairy lights, strung delicately across the railing of the wooden cart twinkle like stars as the tractor rumbles along the field.

Yelena gently rests her head on your shoulder, enjoying the experience. She’s sure to note that autumn is definitely on her list of favorite seasons. As the tractor pauses near a patch of giant pumpkins, you both hop off, eager to explore as you wander among the pumpkins, discussing which ones might be best to carve later. Wanting to remember this moment for years to come, you snap a photo of Yelena a few steps ahead of you, the sunsetting making for the perfect lighting.

The day comes to an end with you and Yelena lugging the biggest pumpkins you could find back to the car, placing them in the trunk before Yelena gently wraps her arms around your waist and pulls you into her hold. “Thank you for the perfect day detka” she smiles softly before kissing you deeply and tenderly. You smile against her lips as time seems to stand still as you savor this peaceful moment in her arms, “you made it perfect, my love” you replied in a sweet tone.

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