If it isn’t Prythians favourite no good scheming con artists🤭
I personally thought Feysand makes so much sense for Road to El Dorado with the way they play their enemies like a fiddle.
Trying to think of childhood film duos that fit Rowan and Aelin….they are schemers too but more so than Tulio and Miguel. Hell Aelin even tricks her own friends 😭😆
Warnings: Muzzling obvi, riding, biting previously referred to
he hates it. it’s so degrading, humiliating to his kind. if his past self saw him in the position he was in now, he would flip his shit.
but for now, he stares, more like glares at you from below you. his hands are tied behind his back so he doesn’t tear it off, and you are riding his lap.
he’s moaning under his breath, and refusing to look at you, embarrassed about the whole situation
you tap on the metal muzzle and his ears pin back. his eyes flicker to your face and he tries to look angry, but the way your moving on his cock is making him shiver. “Kats, don’t be embarrassed,” you coo, pressing a kiss to his forehead
his face heats up and you can hear the thumping sound of his tail his tail hitting the bed. “i-it’s humiliating,” he whispers, gripping the pillow behind when you begin to instead grind on him.
his eyes linger at your hips, wishing he could grab onto them to support your movements. make you move faster.
“aw, but puppy, you know you have a biting problem,” you tease, tracing the abundance of bite marks littered upon your skin. he claims it helps ward other wolves off, something to do with your scent being covered. you know it was all an act, he was a possessive bastard
“p-please?” he murmurs, eyes slightly rolling back, when you bring your hands to the both of his ears. “won’t bite. won’t bite. i won’t. please!”
it was a lie and the both of you know it. you’ve been in this position before, and every time you agree to his plea, his canines are always digging into your skin not even minutes later.
you continue your administrations on his ears, using it as leverage to help you bounce. “but puppy, you look so pretty in it. want you to cum without biting me”
he heaves, head falling forward and onto your chest. the thought makes him him whine. it always did feel better with his teeth in you. marked up for him; his, his, his.
but you were fucking him senseless, so even if the muzzle was humiliating and frustrating, he wasn’t about to complain. too much at least. “fuck. fine.”
“such a good puppy!”
his tail begins its wagging again and he already is planning where to bite when you take the ridiculous thing off