#dragons in heat

[thoughtswordsandnonsense]

Hot Blooded

This is a continuation of a previous fanfic I wrote called Desire. 18 + content ahead, please do not interact if you're a minor. If you haven't read Desire yet I do recommend reading it first so some gaps are filled in.

Violet’s Pov:

Sun shines through the window as I wake, casting a warm glow to the room. Reaching across the bed I come up empty, cool sheets touch my flaming skin. Sweat forms all over my body as I let out a groan of frustration, the dampness between my legs has me aching with need. The sheet covering my body only adds to the overheating of my body so I kick them off.

 Pleasure sparks through me so fast it has my toes and fingers curling into Xaden’s sheets. I gasp a tagged breath as it dissipates as fast as it came. 

“Where are you?” I beg down the bond to Xaden, 

“I didn’t think you’d be awake yet, I stepped out to explain our absence for the next few days. Devera was a bit smug about it, she told me to tell you and I quote ‘Have fun, don’t add to the population’ “ He trails off with a chuckle and I groan, scraping my face with my hands as I roll over and shove my face into the pillow. 

“I’m gonna throw myself out the window,” I whine down the bond and he only responds with a laugh. 

“Please don’t,” Is the only response he gives as I lay there sweating and dizzy. His scent of mint and citrus wafts up from his pillow and into my nose. 

The door creaking open has me turning my head to look at Xaden who looks perfectly fine as he strides in with a tray. He’s wearing grey sweatpants that leave little to the imagination and a tight black t-shirt covers his chest. His muscles are fully on display as his onyx eyes look down at me, accessing my body as he sets down the tray on his nightstand. “How are you feeling?” He asks quietly, sitting on the edge of the bed as he looks down at me. 

A tender hand brushes my hair out of my face, his skin hot against my own. “Like I’m wearing winter clothes in the middle of summer.” I whimper as I lean into his touch, it’s not nearly enough to stop the aching but for the moment it will do. “That’ll go away soon enough,” He comments softly. 

“You need to eat,” He demands quietly, his eyes searching mine for any kind of protest. My stomach grumbles as I tear my gaze away from him to look over at the tray. There’s fruit, toast, two large clear cups filled with water, and a bowl that I can’t see into. 

“I could’ve gotten it myself, I’m not that delirious with need.” I look back at him as he rolls his eyes at me. “You could just say thank you, ya know?” It’s my turn to roll my eyes as he shifts away from me, turning himself to face the tray as I sit upright with my back against the headboard. “Thank you,” I grumble and shift to make room for him. He hands me a piece of toast and I take it from him, taking small bites as we eat in silence. 

I’m the first to break the silence once I finish my slice of toast. “So, dragons have heats?” I ask as he finishes his slice of toast. “To my understanding only mated pairs do.” He answers and I nod my head. “So this has happened to you before?” I ask and he sighs, running his hands through his devilish black hair. “Once, in my first year.” His answer is short as he looks down at me, even with both of us sitting he’s taller than me. Every fibre of my being is making me want to climb into his lap as he shifts his legs a bit wider as he stays seated on the edge of the bed. “Did you know what was happening?” I ask tentatively. 

“I pieced it together eventually, can we not talk about this?” He begs as a blush covers his cheeks and nose. “Fine, I’ll drop it for now.” I move quickly from my position to being in his lap, my legs on either side of his waist as his thick arms wrap around me. His warm hands rest on my ass cheeks as I loop my arms around his neck, pulling him close to me as I look at him.

There’s a thin sheen of sweat at the top of his forehead, his pupils are full-blown as his lips part in a gasp as I drag myself over his clothed cock. Pleasure sparks throughout my body and I mewl in his hold, my fingers curling into the hair at the nape of his neck. His chest heaves as he looks down at me, his hands tighten their hold on my ass as we both get hit full force with pleasure from our dragons. 

“Touch me, please,” I beg and he smirks as he drops a kiss to my forehead. 

“I’ll worship you thoroughly in a moment, just - let me hold you for a second.” He pants against me, his breath that smells like mint fans over my face. His touch sends sparks throughout my body as he holds me against him, he’s entirely too clothed for my liking.

 My hands trail from his neck, down his spine and to the bottom of his shirt where I drag the fabric up, exposing his toned torso. “Desperate to get me naked again Violence?” He pants as he pulls back, I wrap my legs around his waist as he lets go of my ass, quick to take over. 

Grabbing the back of his shirt he drags the dark fabric agonizingly slow over his tawny skin. My fingers trail over the dark hair that starts at the bottom of his abdomen and goes up the defined muscle that tones his stomach.

Tracing the newly exposed skin, he shucks his shirt off and throws it across the room. His body shudders under my touch as he looks down and grabs my hand as my fingers move to trace his collarbones. “I said I was worshipping you, Violet. Not the other way around.” His voice is stern and commanding, I shift in his lap creating delicious friction that has me gasping and throwing my head back.

“That’s it.” His gruff voice rings out and faster than I can comprehend I’m underneath him, the bed against my back as he hovers over me. He’s quick to get my hands and pin them above my head, the rest of my body unable to move as he pins me down with the weight of his own body. My legs dangle over the edge of the bed as we both take a handful of shuddering breaths. “If you try to move your hands I’ll tie them to the headboard.” He threatens, need pangs through my body as I feel wetness pool in between my legs. “Okay.” I squeak as he moves. 

He kneels on the floor as he spreads me wide, dragging my ass closer to the edge of the bed as he stares up at me hungrily. “Be a good girl and don’t move your hands.” He says huskily before moving down, his lips quickly attach to my clit and suck against it, his broad shoulders keep me spread out for him as my body arches against him. I whine loudly as he sucks on my clit, pleasure scorching through my body.

One of his arms move and I feel pressure at my entrance as he teases the outside of it, only slightly pressing in before backing away. His ministrations continue like that for a few moments before I’m begging and writhing against him. “Please, fuck, please I can’t. Stop teasing.” I beg and he chuckles the vibrations hit my clit and I shriek as he sinks a finger into me. The aching needy feeling comes back in full force as he slowly fucks his finger in and out, curling it up to hit the right spot.

My hands clench tightly into the tangled bed sheets as I fight the urge to lace them through his hair. The pressure changes from slight to fuller as he adds a second finger into the mix. Sucking more harshly against my clit and I cry out, it doesn’t take long to come undone. I let out a scream of pleasure as he takes his fingers out of me and replaced them with his tongue. Lapping up all of it as spots dance throughout my vision, his eyes gleaming with delight as I come down, his tongue slowing down as he pulls back. 

My cum glistens off of his chin and he’s quick to stick his tongue out to clean it up, using the back of his hand to wipe up what his tongue couldn’t reach. “Please, let me touch you,” I beg and he smirks at me. “No.” His hand moves back as his two fingers slide inside again, he looks down at me like a man starved as he slowly fucks his fingers in and out. “Can you take more? I don’t want to hurt you?” He asks breathly and I nod my head yes. “Please.” I whimper and he smiles at me, adding a third finger to the mix has me feeling delightfully full.

They curl up and I cry out as he watches my reactions intently. He palms himself over his joggers as he finger fucks me. “You’re doing so good for me, I’m so proud of you Violet. Being such a good girl.” I mewl under his praise, if it weren't for the current circumstances I’d say something snarky to retaliate.

His pace speeds up as my legs shake, the pressure building up quickly as he brings me close to another orgasm. His thumb touches my clit, applying enough pressure that I’m crying out again. My hands move from the sheets to his wrist as I gush around his fingers. My nails bite into his skin as I come undone with a scream. “Fuck please, fuck Xaden. It’s too much.” I whine and he stops. Looking from my face to my hand that’s wrapped around his wrist. 

“Do you need me to stop?” He asks as he takes his hands off of me completely. “No, fuck it’s just so much. God, I feel like I’m on fire.” I whine and he smirks “Good, if you need me to stop I will at any moment but right now I’m glad you want more.” He grounds out the last bit as he moves his hand to wrap around the wrist of the hand I grabbed him with. 

“Now I do believe I gave you a simple order Cadet.” He says menacingly, staring down at me like a predator that just caught their prey. “What did I tell you to do?” He questions lowly and I smirk down at him, “Not move my hands.” I respond “And what did you do?” His gaze flicks from my hand to my face. “Moved my hands,” I answer and he pounces, dragging my body to the top of the bed where he pins both wrists, he grabs something from his nightstand and quickly has my wrists pressed together and a soft tan rope is wrapped around them.

Tight enough that I probably can’t get my hands out but not tight enough to cut off circulation. My hands are above my head as he ties the other end to one of the planks underneath the mattress. He tugs a tug at it before letting go and smirking down at me. “Can’t follow simple orders.” He tuts as my thighs rub together. One of his shadows falls from his hands, ghosting over my stomach and breasts, the cool sensation causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. 

He backs up and moves off the bed as his shadows dance softly over my skin. His cock is tented up in his jogging pants and it has me salivating at the thought of him fucking me with it. He palms it and I feel my skin flush at being caught.

“You’re just a cock hungry slut aren’t you?” He questions as he leans against the desk on the other side of the bed. “Fuck you, no I’m not.” He laughs darkly as I feel a harsh pinch on my nipples, my back arches as I yelp. Pain and pleasure cursing through me as he watches. “Try again,” He comments lazily as he shucks off his pants, his thick veiny cock springing free. His hand pumps lazy strokes as he watches me intently.

The shadow dances down my abdomen and settles over my clit, adding pressure and coolness that has me writhing against the restraints. “Fuck you’re too full of yourself.” I bite out and a sharp tug on my clit has me crying out. “Fine, fuck yes, but only for you.” I groan and the sharp tug stops, going back to a deliriously good pressure that has my legs shaking.

Gasps leave my mouth as I feel the pressure build higher and higher, my toes curling into the bed as the shadows begin mimicking the sucking motion he was doing to me earlier. “I don’t even have to touch you to have you coming undone.” His voice is hoarse as his cock twitches in his hand. “Cum for me Violet, please.” I shatter as my vision darkens and my ears ring, my body convulsing as his shadows cease. 

He crosses the room in a couple of quick strides, undoing my restraints as he kisses me, warm lips meet mine as he nips at my bottom lip. My body tingles and feels floaty as I pull back from him. Taking a few gulps of air as he scooches me over, sitting on the bed and pulling me next to him. My head is on his chest as he holds me close to him, one hand circles around my waist and the other rubs soothingly up and down my back.

The room spins as I come to my senses and it takes me a moment to realize my body is vibrating with the aftershocks of my orgasm. “You did so well for me, good girl. Take all the time you need.” He says softly and after a few moments, my body calms down. One of my arms is under his head and my other rests on his stomach.

Need pangs through my exhausted body as my legs drape over his, I whine into his chest as the need builds up again. My heart goes alarmingly fast as I writhe. “Fuck, Xaden, make it stop.” I plead and he kisses my forehead reassuringly. “I can make it go away for a little but we’re not in the clear for the next day or so,” I whine at his words, my body over-stimulated and hypersensitive.

“Please, fuck I can’t. It’s so overwhelming.” I sob and he shushes me with a soft kiss, his lips move against mine as tears fall from my eyes. His hand moves from my back to my face, wiping away stray tears as he kisses me tenderly, my jaw cupped in his hand.

 I pull back as another pang hits me even harder, yelping at the pressure and need. Xaden’s worried eyes find mine, “I can make it stop Violet but I don’t know if you can take more.” He whispers and I whine in his hold, “Fuck, please don’t leave me like this.” I plead, more tears falling from my eyes, and for the first time this morning, I can hear the strikes of lighting and thunder pounding relentlessly outside. 

My skin feels like someone threw me into dragon fire as I writhe in Xaden’s hold. “Violet, I need you to calm down, you’re going to hit burnout if you keep going.” His voice is urgent as he forced me to look him in the eyes. “Please, fuck I can’t take this.” I’m breathless as he searches my face for any sign of hesitancy. “Violet, take a few deep breaths, you’re okay. Can my good girl do that? Take a couple of deep breaths and then I’ll keep going if you want me to.” His voice is deep and calm as I take stuttering breaths, he encourages me to take more as I feel my body become less tense. “That a girl, you’re doing so good for me.” He reassures me as my heart rate comes down, my body warm but no longer burning. “I can take it, please. I need you.” I mewl and he nods his head.

 “Hands on the headboard.” He demands and I’m quick to move, hands clenching against the headboard as he moves behind me. His cock trailing up and down my folds before sinking agonizingly slow into me. His hands are on my waist, helping hold me upright as he pushes his cock in. Inch by inch he stretches me out and I’m so deliriously full. His fingers are no match for his cock in how they stretch me.

We’re both breathing raggedly as he sinks himself fully into me. “Move,” I whine and he complies, snapping his hips in a way that has his cock dragging against my g-spot in every thrust, one of his hands snakes around to my breasts and tweaks my nipple as the other moves to my clit to rub it. Each thrust has me feeling him deeper and deeper, and there’s no doubt in my mind that I won’t be able to walk after this. “Such a good girl, take my cock so fucking well.” Xaden rasps and I moan, my hands clenching tightly onto the headboard as his shadows snake around my body.

Xaden’s hand falls from my breast and is quickly replaced by cool shadows that pinch and twist my nipples. I shudder around Xaden, my body tightening as I cum again. A harsh slap to my ass has me yelping and lurching forward, a hoarse moan falling from my parched lips as he fucks me. “Fuck go harder,” I beg and he stills for a moment.

“Are you sure?” He asks me softly, leaning over me and moving my hair from one side of my neck to the other, leaving small kisses as his cock throbs inside me. ‘“ I wouldn’t ask you to if I didn’t think I could take it.” I choke out and he presses small kisses from my neck to my back. 

He moves away with his cock still inside of me. “Remember, you asked for this.” He says gruffly before snapping his hips against mine hard and fast. My hands fall from the headboard as my back arches, my face in his pillow as he fucks into me relentlessly.

‘Fucks’ fall from my mouth as I feel him twitch inside me, his finger also moving at a pace that has my clit throbbing. Shadows cooling my heated body as I tumble closer to an orgasm. Xaden finally being rough with me has me tumbling over the edge as he fills me, fucking his cum deep inside of me as I lose my breath. 

My body feels weightless as it drops to the bed, Xaden gives a few light thrusts before sliding his cock out. I hiss at the sensitivity as he lets go of me and falls to the other side of the bed. Both of us panting from exhaustion. “You okay?” He asks, turning to face me as I weakly lift my head to look at him.

His usual put-together appearance is devilish with sweat gleaming on his face. My mind is hazy as I manage to nod. He pulls me into him, letting me be the little spoon as he wraps are sweaty cum coated bodies together. Silence covers the room, the only sound being our breathing as I drift. My eyes close as my breathing slows,

“Tell your dragon we’re having words once they're done.” Xaden comments and I sigh mumbling out a “Not worth the trouble. He’ll just threaten to incinerate you.” He grumbles before dropping a kiss to my head, my hair splayed out every as I drift back into unconsciousness.

[eurodynamic]

"You like to walk a little too close to the edge..." "So do you."

LUCANIS DELLAMORTE ❤️‍🔥 Dragon Age: The Veilguard (2024)

[patrothestupid]

big derg taking winter shift at the club

[kittyoperas]

kirkwall’s finest

[pixelmacaron]

Heatwave ☀️🌡️

[seance]

RHAENYRA TARGARYEN AND ALICENT HIGHTOWER take the pain / make it billboard big / then swallow it for me

[justaz]

king merlin after meeting lady guinevere and sir lancelot’s baby and falling in love: arthur. i want a baby.

king arthur, not looking up from his paperwork: …what?

merlin: give me a baby.

arthur, sighing: merlin, you studied to be a physician. i don’t think i have to be the one to tell you how impractical that is.

merlin, rolling his eyes: this is why i’m the brighter side of the coin

arthur, finally looking up: wha-

queen merlin using magic to transform her body: i. want. a. baby.

arthur:

arthur:

arthur: *stands up from his desk so fast his chair topples over, multiple parchments flutter to the ground, his tunic is already off*

[sylvancastor]

"Why can't we control Aegon?"

Uh maybe because he realizes clearly none of you care about him? Aegon saw Otto's first instinct to his son's death be him strategizing how to use it to his advantage. He didn't comfort Aegon or give him any sort of even half-hearted condolences. Alicent walked in on him sobbing his heart out and she walked out again.

Otto is pissed about Aegon not listening to him and making decisions he dislikes, but it's literally his fault Aegon is on the throne in the first place. They had to drag him there. It's so ironic that he's calling Aegon unfit to rule and getting angry at him. It's almost like Aegon knew he couldn't live up to expectations and that's why he didn't want the crown.

No wonder he doesn't listen to any of them. He knows they don't give a shit about him or his wellbeing.

[cryingpariah]

Thinking about Usopp and how he’s the only Strawhat that didn’t have someone looking after/looking out for him as a kid..

After Bachina passed he was literally all alone. We don’t see a single flashback of any adult in that village taking him in after he was literally orphaned or checking in on him, they just..left him all alone?? How did he afford food back then? He certainly couldn’t have a job. What happened if something broke in that suddenly way too big and empty house, was it expected for him to fix it himself? Did someone comfort him in his times of grief, when it was late at night and nightmares creeped into his mind??

When he goes around town, hollering about pirates coming, none of them take it as the obvious cry for help that it was. No they decided he’s annoying, that he’s a nuisance, that he deserves to be chased out of town every morning by an angry mob with pitchforks.

(And yes before anyone says it, I know it’s played in the anime for laughs or whatever but that doesn’t make it any less fucked up.)

In fact, we’ve seen Usopp being the caretaker for other people in that bitch ass village: the Usopp Pirates and Kaya, the former he was looking after WHEN HE WAS STILL A CHILD HIMSELF!!!

(And yes Kaya didn’t believe him about Kuro and slapped him I remember but she also apologized and pulled up with a glock so I forgive her personally.)

But Usopp never hates them, he doesn’t even consider it. Not when they chase him out of town everyday, not when they choose to believe a random man they’ve known for 3 years over him and tell him they might have believed him if he was more like Kuro bitch ass and then when the battle at the hill they were all waiting around with their torches and shit liek “where’s Usopp?? 🧐🧐 he’s usually here for us to run outta town by now??”

In conclusion Fuck Syrup Village (minus the Usopp pirates and Kaya obvs), Fuck Captain Kuro fake ass cat, and Especially FUCK YASSOP.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 338

So the GIW is the Ghost Investigation Ward and not the Ghost Extermination Ward, yes? Hear me out, hm? 

See, it’s really hard to study ecto-entities when they’re going all over in and out of the world. Really hard! And of course they aren’t like, sentient, studies for years before the boom in this one town showed this! But, the overgrown not-birds (they’re still debating that) are really hard to watch doing their natural thing when they naturally mimic people around them! 

So! They got this idea, right? Their operatives can capture some! They’ve even made enclosures based off of what they currently know! It’s like containing crows, down to the mimicry & puzzle solving just er, with opposable thumbs and intangibility. 

And they don’t succeed first tries of course (Wow were said operatives frustrated and maybe cursing a bit that might be a bit violently) but then they get some assistance from the Fentons! Trying to hit an ecto-entities’ wings in a way to not permanently injure them is hard, but the new net canons that a ghost can’t pass through? Perfect! 

They have so many specimens now! They even released a few that were very much uncontainable- they rely on technology a bit and that entity kept unlocking all the doors. So catch and release with that one it is!  

They even managed to catch the white-haired ghost! In double! Which might not seem that important, but! As they realize during intake & initial examination (wow are they bitey) the two appear to be young! Something their ectobiologists only theorized about but oh are they excited! (Now if only the two would stop trying to escape their enclosure that’d be swell! Look, toys! Foo- oh dear God that baby ecto-entity is melting- Oh few, okay note taken to raise ambient ecto levels in that room dear god that was horrifying and stressful. … Maybe get some feelers out for feeding unstable energy entities…) 

[thoughtswordsandnonsense]

Tainted Love

18 + content ahead DO NOT continue reading if you are a minor. This takes place after book 2 in the Empyrean series by Rebecca Yarros.  Spoilers ahead if you haven't finished Iron Flame. 

Following the Battle of Basgiath Violet is left heartbroken and alone. Xaden believes he's too dangerous to be around Violet. Their dragon’s feuding doesn't help, but when a not known fact of fated mates for dragon's comes to head, Violet will be left with no choice but to hope Xaden will come to her aid. Who knew fated mate dragons had heat cycles?

Violet’s Pov: 

The week following the battle of Basgiath is chaos, part of the school is in shambles but we make do with setting up a new camp. Brennan has been working tirelessly, not even taking a moment to grieve our mother's death. I threw myself into rebuilding what I could, helping set everyone up in their rooms, tending to the injured, and assisting anyone who asked for help. 

Everyone is functioning on little sleep, myself included. Choosing to stay with Mira in her room instead of going back to Xaden’s. I couldn’t bring myself to go back to our room, the heartache weighing me down. Not that I’ve seen Xaden anywhere near our room either, I’ve only seen him in passing. He’s doing his best to avoid me and that only makes the heart-wrenching pain of the past week worse. I’d give anything to be wrapped in his arms again, to feel him close to me whispering that it’s all going to be okay. 

Brennan has been working with the injured by day and by night working on finding a cure for the vennin. Sending me away when he goes down to interrogate Barlow, we’ve come up short so far. Nothing of use has been found but we keep searching. 

Tairn and I are on patrol this evening, circling the college grounds and keeping an eye on the wards. A harsh cold wind whips my hair back and my face grows colder the higher we climb, he’s been more temperamental since Xaden turned, ignoring Sageyl completely. Andarna has been firmly told to keep to herself, choosing to join Tairn in ignoring Sageyl. 

“You don’t need to worry about me, Silver One.” Tairn's voice says gruffly through the bond, not bothering to look back as we veer off to the side. 

“It’s sorta my job to worry about you, the same way you worry about me.” He chuffs at my comment. Choosing this moment to plummet down, tucking his wings back as we get closer to the ground and levelling out above the tree lines. 

“There’s no need to worry about me, I’m fine.” He argues in an annoyed tone. 

“You whine about Sgaeyl’s betrayal of not telling you Xaden’s signet when Violet’s not listening old man. It’s worse than the young one who rides you.” Andarna chimes in, her teenage snark has gotten more daring in the past week. Tairn's teeth grind hard into each other as I watch his body tense, going rigid as we land back in the courtyard where Andarna lies. 

Her dark scales glisten in the moonlight, catching it so beautifully I look at her in awe. 

“I will bite you.” Tairn threatens as I dismount. Sliding easily down his leg and hitting the ground with a thump. Andarna does the equivalent of what I can assume is a shrug as I approach her. 

“I’d like to see you try.” She snarks back, curling herself up so I can pet her snout. 

A loud growl comes from the very back of the courtyard, making my head snap to look over. 

Sgaeyl’s scales glisten in the light as she levels a glare a Tairn. Her teeth bared but her body was unmoving as I freeze. Watching her closely as both of them stare each other down.. Andarna huffs, causing hot air to hit my cold skin. I jump slightly at the contact as she rolls her eyes at me. “Uh oh, looks like mom and dad are fighting.” She continues and I put my head in my hands, her attitude getting out of control these days. 

“I’d stop while you can, please,” I beg down her bond. She chooses to not respond and I back away from the mess she’s causing. Tairn and Sgaeyl break their staring contest to stare menacingly at Andarna as if they were parents scolding their child. None of them will do anything dangerous to each other, knowing the consequences are too high for any real damage to happen. I back away, making my way back into the building as they have their pissing match. 

Cramps hit my lower abdomen as I make my way in, twisting and wrenching as I walk up the stairs to the bedrooms. When I have been sleeping it’s been in Mira’s makeshift room, two beds on either side. Sometimes Brennan will poke his head in to check on his, lecturing us about the importance of sleep. Another cramp hits me and I stagger, holding onto the railing tightly as I wait for it to pass. My cycles have never been normal and added stress only makes them worse, sometimes coming sooner than expected or later. 

When the cramps dissipate I move again, working a bit faster to get to the shared room. Opening the door, the room is empty. Exhaustion hits as I cross the threshold, flopping into bed as more cramps hit me. I curl into a ball, holding my abdomen tightly as I fight back tears of frustration. Desperately wanting to just be held by Xaden as he’d help me get changed, letting my hair out of its braid and detangling it. Holding me against his warm body as I’d fall asleep, warmed by his embrace. Before I knew it darkness hit me, and I fell into a fitful sleep. 

Agonizing cramps wake me, my body aching and sweating. I whine into my mattress, the pain being worse than it ever has been. All of my clothing feels too tight and constricting, making it harder to breathe as my back spasms. A cold hand touches my forehead and when I jolt back I see the concerned look of my sister. 

“Violet, shit you’re burning. Let me get Brennan.” Mira rushes out of the room in a hurry. Darkness still fills the room, morning is likely not even close yet judging by the lack of light. Pain rips through my abdomen as I suppress a groan, my body aching as I stay curled up. My hair is stuck to my sweat-covered forehead, I take a shaky hand and push some of it back in a desperate attempt to make it feel less disgusting. 

The door slams open, hitting the wall as Brennan quickly comes to my bedside. His rough hand reaching for my forehead. “Violet, what’s going on? Are you feeling sick or are you flaring?” He asks anxiously. “I don’t know.” I groan out as his hand recoils from my skin, looking as if I’ve burned him. Mira is standing anxiously behind him, holding a rag and a lit candle. 

The glow lets me see the concerned gazes of my siblings as I fight the urge to writhe in pain on the bed. 

“She’s sick, hand me the rag please.” He rushes out to Mira and soon he has the cool rag against my forehead. His hand rests over it as he tries to draw from his healing powers. A faint blue covers us and he recoils back. Mira catching him before he could hit the floor. 

‘What the fuck was that?” Mira whispers as she rightens Brennan, putting the candle on the nightstand next to my bed. Brennan looks down at me bewilderedly, a roar of pain has the college shaking. 

“Tairn, what’s happening? Are you okay?” I yell down the bond. Panic seeps through my body as I wait for a response. 

“I’m sorry Silver One, find Xaden.” He pants and I go wide-eyed. 

“Tairn, you’re scaring me, what’s happening?” I plead as sweat drips off my body, pain lances through me as I wait for his response. Brennan and Mira watching in helpless silence as we wait. 

“It’s been a long time, something humans don’t know about. Fated mate pairs have heat cycles. Find Xaden.” He growls down the bond and I gulp, knowing Brennan and Mira won’t like what I’m about to ask of them. 

“No questions asked -” I start and groan, curling further in on myself. “I need you to get Xaden, now. He’ll know what to do.” I grind out, gritting my teeth as another wave of cramps hits me full force. “Violet you’re sick, you don’t know what you’re saying.” Brennan starts as tears fill my eyes. “Bren, maybe listen to her.” Mira puts a hand to his shoulder as he looks at her bewilderedly. “Are you insane? He’d fucking dangerous, I told him not to go anywhere near her for a fucking reason.” He whisper-shouts as shock hits my system. 

“You did what?” I grind out. 

“Vi listen, not that I needed to convince him, he doesn’t want you hurt -” I cut him off. 

“I’m fucking hurting right now Bren, I need him and I’m not explaining why. Either you go get him or I’ll find him myself.” I threaten through teary eyes, my body curling in as much as it could as if the fetal position would make this any better.  He stares at me, mouth gaping as I wait. 

“We’ll find him,” Mira says, steering a shocked Brennan out of the room. 

Silence fills the room as I wait, my body heating up more and more by the second. Sitting up I fight through the pain with gritted teeth to take off the long sleeve and corset armour adorning my torsos, freeing my body from it as cool air hits my naked breasts. My hands reach around the bed, grabbing the black spaghetti strap silk nightgown hanging off of the post of my bed. 

“Are you okay? Why are your siblings telling me I need to see you?” His shadowy velvet voice rings through my head in a panic, adding pain to my skull. “Gods, you can’t feel it? Feel them?”  I question back. “Just the usual amount, are you telling me your siblings found me in a panic because you need a booty call?” His smug comment has me groaning in frustration. “Ask your fucking dragon.” I bite back at him, working on trying to get the laces of my tight leather pants undone while my hands shake. “Violet it’s too dangerous,” Xaden begs helplessly and I cry out. Tairn growls loud enough that it rattles my brain. “Please, fuck it hurts, Xaden, please. I trust you, please.” Silence greets my pleas and somehow the pain increases even more as the minutes pass by. Being gutted was almost less painful than this. I fall back in defeat as tears streak down my face, not knowing what to do to make the pain stop. 

My door flies open, Xaden stands there in all his glory, the tawny skin of his naked chiselled chest is on full display with only black jogging pants around his hips. He’s quick to enter, coming to the side of my bed and kneeling beside me. Pain has me doubled over again, whimpering as my abdomen throbbs. His hand reaches out, curling around my back and pulling me into his form. My head rests on his shoulder as he holds me against him.

“Fuck, you’re burning up.” Xaden comments as I whimper into him. 

“Make it stop,” I beg, my voice breaking and pathetic as he holds me. His other hand scooches mine out of the way, undoing the laces with quick work and dragging them and my underwear down my legs. His head cocks to the side like he’s having a conversation, I pull back and watch him as his eyes go wide, the red ring around his onyx irises prominent. 

“Can you walk?” He asks me softly as he looks down, accessing me. 

“Fuck, I don’t know.” I groan as pain shoots down my legs, less than before. As if his mere presence was soothing the pain. 

He thinks for a moment before his arms are sliding me against his torso. Picking me up and carrying me bridal style, out of the room and down the hall, going to the stairs and making his way up to the next floor. I bite back my whines of pain as he walks, my body limp in his hold.  He walks to the end of the hall, kicking open a door and entering. 

Shutting it with his back he carries me over to the large bed. Simple black and red sheets adorn the top and he lays us down on the cool sheets. He moves me so I’m on top of him, straddling his lap as I look into the eyes of the man I love. 

“You know what's happening?” He rasps below me, his hands holding my hips tightly. Flexing the muscles in his arms, I nod my head. “Yeah, sort of. Fuck.” I whine helplessly against him, my hips involuntarily moving on their own, grinding my drenched cunt against his clothed hard cock. 

“Violet, fuck.” He rasps, his voice deep and throaty. He steels his hold on me, keeping my body from moving as he stares at me with lust-blown eyes. 

“Do you want this?” He whispers, his face serious as I reach a hand out to smooth his silky black hair away from his face. My fingers grazed over his scarred brow as I answered. 

“Please, gods I can’t take this. Fuck I’ve needed you.” A choked sob makes its way up my throat as he brings me closer to him. My head against his chest as my hand falls to his side, his heart pounds fast and loud under my ear. His fingers rake through my hair, softly undoing the mess my braid has turned into.  

“I’ve missed you too.” He whispers, his chin resting on my head as tears fall from my eyes. Another pang goes through my abdomen twisting sharp enough to have me breathless. 

“Let me take care of you.” He begs softly, his deep voice has my brain short-circuiting. All I can do is nod my head and wait for it to dissipate again. After some deep breaths, the pain subsides and I look up. His usually stone-hard expression is replaced with one of concern, eyes filled with love as I speak. “Please.”

 He moves me to lie down next to him and then crawls down the bed, spreading my legs and trailing his rough calloused hands up my legs. Starting at my ankle and leaving little bites as he gets closer to my thighs, nipping playfully as he gets closer to my weeping cunt. “I’m gonna take good care of you, you’re gonna be okay.” He whispers against my skin, his hot breath hitting my inner thigh as his hair tickles my skin. 

He spreads me wide before diving in. The pain subsides and turns into pleasure as he sucks my clit into his mouth. I cry out at the pressure building already, my hands flying to his silky hair as he sucks, stopping every few seconds to lap up the wetness leaking from me. My high-pitched moans fill the room as my chest heaves, my hands tangling themselves into his hair further as I grind myself against his mouth. I can feel his smirk before he pulls back, my hands falling against the bed as his face glistening with my wetness. 

His tongue darts out, liking around his lips as he accesses me. Heat fills my face as he looks at me like a predator who just got their prey. “If I go too far, I need you to promise to stop me. Do what you need to.” His deep voice reverberates throughout the room as the pain subtly comes back. “I will, fuck please go back to what you were doing.” I plead and he smiles down at me. 

His fingers moved to my entrance, sliding two in. The slight stretch has me moaning and arching my back as he sinks them into me until I reach his knuckle. Curling them up he starts a slow and steady pace that has me crying out. “Fuck, more please,” I whine and he obeys, going faster. My body bows as he continues his ministrations, tracking every movement my body makes. 

“Be a good girl, cum on my fingers.” His strained voice demands as his thumb finds my clit and starts rubbing. His pace speeds up even more than I thought possible as the veins in his arms become more prominent. I shatter against him, thunder rumbling outside as multiple lightning strikes hit the field outside the window. 

He slows, letting up his pace before taking his fingers out. He brings them to his lips and licks them clean, staring down at me the whole time as he lets go with a pop. “You always taste so sweet.” He moans throatly. A blush makes its way over my face at his words. The pain is nonexistent as I come down. 

His hands move under my nightdress, dragging the fabric up and over my body, exposing my breasts and leaving goosebumps everywhere he touches. Rough fingers just barely skimming over the top of my skin. I lift my arms so he can get it over my head, my body on full display for him as he stares down at me hungrily. His hands grope my breasts, pinching and pulling softly at my nipples as his mouth descends on mine. His tongue runs over my lips as I let him in, his tongue rolling over mine as we kiss sloppily. There’s a desperate need in the way he kisses me as if I’m the first drop of water he’s had in days. 

He breaks our kiss, and a small trail of saliva connects us as he stares at me, his eyes almost completely black as he pinches my nipples again. I gasp as a spark of pleasure goes down my spine and straight to my throbbing clit. 

“I love you.” He whispers and I say it back, bringing a hand to his face to hold him tenderly. He hovers over me moving his hands from my breasts to either side of my rib cage, holding himself up and caging me in between his muscular arms. 

A pang of need has me looping a hand over the back of his neck and dragging him back down to my lips, kissing him fervently and urgently. As though he was my only source of air. My hands find their way back to his hair tugging on it slightly. He gasps into our kiss and I take that as my opportunity to slightly bite his lip. He moans into the kiss as I move my lips to his chin and then his neck, sucking on the skin just under his ear. His hips rutt into my pelvis at the contact as he’s gasping above me. His hands curl into the sheets as I suck a hickey onto his neck. Pulling back I admire the deep red and purple that's forming. 

A low growl rumbles from his throat as I look at him, a small smirk forming on my face. 

“You didn’t.” He growls and I bite my lip. 

He makes quick work of getting off of me, hauling me upright and leaning me over the bed. Grabbing a pillow he tucks it under my pelvis as he stands behind me. My feet are firmly planted and spread while my stomach lies on the bedding and pillows. I can feel my wetness leaking down my thighs as he follows the trail of it up, swiping it through my folds before putting two fingers in me. 

I arch and whine as he fucks them quickly into me, mewling at the pleasure building before he abruptly stops and pulls out. I whine in protest and he tuts, leaning over me to whisper in my ear. “Don’t worry my sweet girl, I’m gonna take care of you. I just needed some of your wetness to get my cock all nice and ready for you.” He nips at my ear before retreating. 

Soon the tip of his thick cock is at my entrance, notching himself just barely in as I whine. Desire and need coarse through my body as he stills, teasing me with just the slightest bit of pressure. I squeeze around only the tip as he waits. One of his hands is stroking the column of my spine up and down causing me to shiver against his touch. 

“Please, fuck me please Xaden I need -” Before I can continue he shoves in, hips meeting the plush of my ass as I mewl loudly, my fists curling into the sheets as he stills. My cunt feels full as ever without the chance to adjust to his size. I throb around him as he waits. 

“Since you asked so nicely.” He comments breathlessly as he slowly goes in and out, coolness meets my clit as the suction feeling returns, tugging and taunting my clit in a delicious way that has me crying out. 

My body moves up and down the sheets as Xaden fucks into me slowly. I’m crying out for him quickly as the suction increases, my body spasming around him as I cum. My voice echoes through the room as he fucks me slowly through my orgasm, never letting up and drawing me closer to cumming again. 

“Fuck, Xaden harder, please. I need you.” I whine and his hips snap sharply into me, his pace speeding up as he hauls me upright and onto my tip toes. The change in angle has him driving deeper into me as my eyes roll into the back of my head making me borderline delirious from pleasure. 

“Being such a good cock hungry slut for me.” His shadowy deep voice echoes in my head and I whine, bucking myself back onto him as I feel myself getting close to cumming again. My breasts feel heavy as my body goes taunt in his hold, his hands gripping tightly onto my hips. Sweat drips down my back as he chases his release. “Xaden, please, I need you to fill me, please. I just need you.” I plead desperately down the bond, tears springing to my eyes at the sheer amount of pleasure coursing throughout my body. He lets out a throaty growl as one of his hands slaps my ass hard. I yelp, the sting adding to the growing sensations as I feel him twitch inside, the suction on my clit increases as my body shakes. My hands fist the sheet as I let out a throaty cry, my voice breaking and going hoarse as my body implodes. 

My toes curl as I feel hot cum fill me. Heavy pants fill the air as Xaden stills inside of me, dropping my hips down softly, moving my hair and kissing my back softly. His hair is damp against my skin as both our chests heave to get more air into our lungs. The pressure on my clit is gone as he pulls out of me, cum dripping out and down my legs, onto the edge of the bed and floor. 

I twist myself so my back is lying on the bed, looking up at Xaden’s towering figure looming over me. Sweat glistens against his tawny chest and face, thigh muscles clenching and unclenching as he looks down at me in adoration. “Are you okay?” He asks softly and I nod yes, the pain finally gone. “Yes, thank you,” I say softly as I catch my breath.

 He offers me a hand up and I take it, my legs shaking as I stand. He moves away and grabs a spare towel that's draped over a desk chair, bringing it over and dropping to his knees. Slowly he drags it up from my ankles to my knees, to the inner part of my thighs and then against my cunt. The cloth is rough against my sensitive skin and I’m gasping against it. Jolting back from the overstimulation of him touching me. 

One of his arms wraps around my hips and drives me forward. Holding me open so he can clean me up. Once he’s done with me he uses the opposite end of the towel to clean himself up and then tosses it across the room. 

“Stay?” I ask softly as he stands, hoping he doesn’t intend to leave me after that. “Of course, I promised my girl I’d take care of her.” He says sweetly as he drops a kiss to the top of my head. 

We tumble back into bed where we spend the rest of the morning wrapped in each other's embrace. 

[fearthhereaper]

s2 trailer in a nutshell

alicent: miserable and suicidal

aegon: angry and vengeful

aemond: 😏😏uhmm uncle daemon😏😏😏sword fight😏😏😏😏 *leans sluttily against the table*😏😏😏

[terrorofthetrident]

i fear the war has aemond neglecting his hair care routine

[kohiandie]

if i have to watch a show full of het targcest, my instinct is to find the gay angle. 📐👁️ it helps that they deserve each other in a seven layers of hell kind of way.

[junebugtwin]

haven't posted that much worm art recently- been in a bit of a slump- so here! Lung vs one of Rachels dogs, nebulously taking place when Taylor first meets the undersiders.

not my most polished peice but I was more focused on having fun with the shading, drawing cool monsters, and hurting my hands (as always)

[fermentedrice]

As you’re accepting doodle requests…

Baby dragon Durge / Cat!starion :)

I imagine the size difference would be quite big so— here’s the skrunkly vampire cat and baby bloodthirsty dragon for you!

And some bonus content of course, because they are in love and married <33