#fourth wing by rebecca yarros

[coffeecatsandcoldnights]

Tairn and his silver one.

[fraserjamiefraser]

Hope is a fickle, dangerous thing. It steals your focus and aims it toward the possibilities instead of keeping it where it belongs - on the probabilities. || Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros

[intairnwetrust]

Tairn being the best character in Fourth Wing:

"pronunciation could use some work"

"You bleeding. Stop it."

"You making us look bad. Stop it"

"You only fell about a dozen times that trip"

"The closest translation for humans is probably 'for fuck's sake'"

"And i could call you violence like the wingleader"

"Never. I’ll burn him alive before he takes a single step toward you."

"This grumby ass just caught you a dozen times, Silver one."

"Stubborn silver human"

“Never. I’ll burn him alive before he takes a single step toward you.”

"I hear it’s all the fashion"

"Should i get the wingleader?"

"Golden one" and "Silver one"

"No chance of that happening. I'm not letting her off my back, wingleader"

"Tell him if he harms you, I'll scorch the ground where he stands"

[pvrkacciosan]

Teeth and Tongues

Summary: After a confrontation with the cadet that landed you in the infirmary weeks ago, her word igniting an anger in you, you prove to yourself the weight of your relationship with Bodhi with more than just words.

Pairing: Bodhi Duran x Marked Fem! Reader

Word count: 3.5k

Warnings: 18+ , !NSFW!, explicit smut scenes, swearing, oral male and female receiving, Unedited part.

A.n: All plot ends here. Hope this makes up for the long wait between these parts. With a sappy ending.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 (Final Part)

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Cassandra continued to stare down at you along the bulbous ridge of her nose, her eyes narrowing to a sharp glare.

"Watch where you're going, marked-" her mouth fell open to finish her sentence, until she glanced around at the tables of cadets that had silence their own conversations to listen in on their interaction, All well aware of the fight between the two of you that landed you in the infirmary.

"It really must be uncomfortable for you to have such a self righteous stick up your arse Cassandra." Keeping your words soft and expression even softer as Cassandra turns back, you watched as her expression turned sour to glare at you once more, ignoring the attention of the other cadets.

"At least I don't have to lower my self worth to fuck in a storage closet." You stilled, Cassandra pouted in mock thought, "Or are you that ashamed of sweet Bodhi you won't allow him to show his affections publicly." At the insinuation you couldn't help the rising anger, the liquid fire of the blood in your veins, the unbridled anger as she pouts with mockery

She leaned an inch closer, "I will admit, I certainly would let him do wonders to me, I'm sure I could treat him way better" Cassandra tilted her head closer to keep her voice hushed, "It's a shame he is also damned with the rest of you marked bastards."

As she leaned back, a laugh brushing through her parting lips all your rising anger threw itself at your resolve, she darted her eyes to Bodhi across the hall, "Perhaps I might just see if I can pleasure him better then you, seeing as he only cares enough to fuck you in closets." As Cassandra walked back, triumphantly smiling to herself, Your resolve finally snapped, the tensioned wire of you anger taking full control.

It only took one calculated fast swing to down her, perhaps she hadn't been expecting you to react in the hall full of witnesses but you couldn't give two flying fucks, The crack of your fist against the side of her face was the greatest satisfaction in that moment.

Even as Asra roared in delight through your bond. Triumph thumping from her end. Pride.

Lunging to follow Cassandra's form as it crumpled to the floor of the cadet filled hall, you pinned her beneath you with a knee to her sternum and swung again, and again as the commotion resounded through the hall, drawing all eyes in the direction to the fight, Cadets standing from their tables to watch the scene unfold. Wing leaders jumping to attention as squads leaders ran from every corner of the hall, to break up the fight.

"Y/N!" You register Bodhi yelling, but continued to only see red and your fist yet again collided with Cassandra's cheek as two pairs of hands grab for you,

You fight against them, jerking a shoulder forward to throw a final punch, when that doesn't work you kick out, it lands into her stomach, a whoosh of air exploding from Cassandra.

"Y/n" Bodhi is closer now, the warmth of his breath against the shell of your ear, as he continues to pull you back, Xaden positioning himself between you and Cassandra.

Bodhi tightens his arms around your waist, lifting you further back.

"Crazy bitch" Cassandra spat blood onto the ground of the hall as she rose,

You try to lunge from Bodhi's grip, he holds firm, "Y/n" he tried to keep his voice soft, "My love" the name struck something inside you, turning in his arms, you can't ignore how delicately he says it, the way he watches you with such pride and admiration and a hint of desire, the heat of it in his stare is almost overwhelming, it warms you core reigniting the need for him in one second.

There is a soft huff of amusement from Cassandra, turning to meet her with a glare you notice the way she looks Bodhi up and down, noting his hands still encircled around your waist.

It's the only prompt you need, Turning back around in his grip, you clasp the side of his jaw and lean in quickly, thankful he doesn't shy away as you kiss him fully.

His fist balls the fabric of your flight jacket, tugging you impossibly closer as he deepens the kiss. Tilting your head, Bodhi matches the movement with ease, until someone behind you clears their throat.

Breaking away, Garrick gives you both a pointed look as he turns to glare at any cadet who contemplated making a comment at the public display.

"Bodhi, get her out of here." Xaden commands from your other side, as Cassandra jumps up, spying the blood trickling from her nose and bruising already beginning to bloom across the swelling ball of her cheek you can't help but smirk in ascendancy.

"She started it! She attacked me, She needs to be punished" Cassandra cried out, glancing around and pathetically taking hold of her bruising face,

"And she will." His voice racks your neck,

Even as Cassandra continued to be a distraction you can't ignore the way Bodhi's hand tighten against you waist, perhaps in promise of said punishment, The notion makes your stomach twist in anticipation. Reaching back to clasp one of his hands. He takes it gently into his own,

"Bodhi." Xaden outright ignores Cassandra's pleads, twisting his attention to his cousin, Taking the que Bodhi tugs you with his hold on your hand. Pushing you to walk in front of him, leading out the hall.

Once out of the view, you pull your hand from his and begin walking faster through hallways,

"Y/n" Bodhi begins to hurry after you, concern laced in his tone. When you didn't respond, he continued to follow without question, noting the passages you took, Bodhi simply allows you to lead him to his own room.

You swung the door open, waltzing through the wards of his room with ease, the warmth coating your skin as you passed the threshold. As soon as Bodhi followed over you pivoted, barely giving him enough time to swing the door shut.

He held your gaze intently as you approached, he hands rising to embrace your sides, a grip slipping around your back, the edge of a finger brushing the smalls of your back as he teased the edge of your flight jacket up across the expanse of your bare skin still yearning for his touch since leaving the supply closet..

Leaning with the encouragement of his hold, you press forwards, and Bodhi allows himself to be pushed back into his door, watching you with hooded eyes, that hazed with desire as he smirked,

"Looks like my training has done you well." Bodhi doesn't even try to hide his amusement,

"You think?" You muse, titling you head back to maintain the heat of his attention. He tugs you sharply by his hold on your waist, closing the space between you, the bone of his pelvis hitting the edges of your own. The friction of your body against his growing erection has Bodhi bristling, his nostrils flaring wide.

He releases one hand to reach for you jaw, a finger uncurling to caress the line of the bone, "I would say so. Though I much prefer watching you beat the shit out of someone that isn't me"

He leans closer, his thumb lifting your head, tilting his own so his lips a line to the rim of your own until you felt the heat of his breath, "I'm sure you'd love to watch me do other things to you."

His eyes widen a fraction as they darken, sharply inhaling you rise up and kiss him, snaking a hand up his arm. Allowing it to rest at the back of his neck to support and control.

Bodhi was first to escalate further, quickly drawing his kisses along your jaw and down the column of your throat, allowing you to arch into his chest, his hold on your back molding you to his centre of gravity.

His teeth grate against the pulse there, jackhammering your heart harder, faster, as small pants escape you.

Rising your hands, between you and undoing the top of your flight leathers you loosen them before latching you fixation on releasing Bodhi from his own. Finger shaking as he bites the skin covering your collar bone,

"Bodhi-"

His hand clenches at your lower back at the sound of his name falling from your strangled moan, He begins to walk you both back, towards his bed, unmade covers sprawled in every direction, you stumbled on one underfoot as you move blindly backwards, Bodhi wraps his full arm around you now, hoisting you up to prevent you both from falling. Lowering you to the bed now, he begins to unbuckle the top of the leathers straining around the growing bulge,

Freeing his erection, a sound escapes him at the accidental friction as you crawl closer, reaching the end of the bed.

You stretch for him, Bodhi grabs your wrist gently halting before you touch him.

His brow knits together, "What are you.."

"Let me," You ease his hand from off your wrist and push up off the mattress, standing to push him to sit on your previous position on the edge of his bed,

Bodhi watched you slowly slip the remainder of your clothing from your body, its dropped around our ankles, stepping out you kick away the leathers.

Taking half a step you position yourself to stand between his knees, Bodhi watches as you raise a hand, running it along his jaw and curling around the back of his head, gripping a fistful of hair to lean his head back.

Kissing once more you lower until you other hand can slip to cup him gentle. Bodhi retract from your mouth, eyes squeezing shut as he shakily nods to you for permission,

Lowering to kneel at the end of the bed, you kiss down his torso, hand smoothing down the sides of his cock which stiffens further under your touch. Thumb rubbing along the pulsing vein and smoothing over the angry red tip, the bead of liquid warming your touch.

Bodhi's chest rises and falls deeply under you mouth, each kiss igniting a fiery trail that traced lower and lower, exhaling harshly to control his impulse to move into your touch. Lowering to press sloppy kisses to his hips, You drawn lines with your lips, a dot to dot across his v-line.

"My love, your teasing is torture." His words are strained through gritted teeth as the muscles in his legs tense under the soft touch, Bodhi tenses as you cup his balls, so tight he flinches from sheer sensitivity to the soft touches. Cupping them a little more forcefully Bodhi goes to fall back onto the mattress.

You dig your nails into his thigh above his knee, to grapple his attention to you kneeling for him, "I want you to watch me. Crumble for me as you almost did when I kicked Cassandra's ass. "

His hips twitch up as you wrap a hand around his cock, and he struggles to keep his head up. Bracing his forearms along the bed behind him for support, Bodhi offers a shaky nod, Watching carefully as you lower yourself to him.

Unable to stop thinking about Cassandra's words, Like fuck would she ever get the satisfaction of pleasuring Bodhi. You would be better then her in every way.

Flat tongue flicking out to glide down the underside of his cock, You felt Bodhi tension, thighs shaking beside you as you begin to glide along the ridge of the vein, following it like a mapped trail to the base of his cock, sinking down to situate him fully, tip grazing the back of your throat.

Your eyes brimmed with tears, but pulling back you plunged him back in with more ease this time. Cheek hollowing as your tongue flatted against him.

A free hand dragging across the muscle of his thigh until it cups his balls, squeezing lightly, Soft sounds are filling the room as he struggles to keep himself from falling back on the mattress.

The heat of his attention on you, Bodhi's chest rising and falling rapidly as he watched you glide up and down his cock, Fixating on the point which his length disappears from view inside your mouth, the sight is near dizzying as the tension draws like a tight string right through him.

"Y/n" Bodhi choked on your name as you drag your teeth down his length nose brushing his pubic bone, feeling his length twitch in your mouth, He tried to shift, but you held firm against his thighs, until you felt the warmth of him releasing into your throat, Swallowing as much as you can swallowing around the length of him, you finally slip him out from the seal of you mouth, licking the residue from off the tip of his cock, smiling triumphantly as Bodhi finally collapsed back, sweat was gleaming across his sternum, Chest panting rapidly to draw breath.

Easy up from the ground and wiping the trail of evidence from your chin, you meet Bodhi's gaze, its heated and darkness swirls there as he watches your thumb, tracking its movement as it drags to your mouth as you sucked the substance from the pad of your finger.

He shifts onto his arm, pushing up. The muscles of his torso flexing with the calculated movements, Bodhi rights himself up, reaching to clasp your thigh, His palm flattens on your hamstring, tugging behind your knee until your forced to crawl onto the edge of the bed. Blankets padding beneath you,

His hands, tighten and grabs carefully pulling your body to his, Angling his head back so his mouth levels with the round curve of your breasts,

He grates kissed along the bone in your sternum, trailing slowly, his grip pulling you into his mouth.

You can hardly think as he takes a nipple into his mouth, the edge of his teeth catching the sensitive flesh, You gasp rocking forward into him, the flick of his tongue swirling around -

Wrapping a hand behind his neck, you tuck, a scratch, looking for grip as he centred to suck and pull at your nipple. Each tug shooting fire into your belly, deep and rumbling from need.

A pulse building, aching for touch,

Bodhi is smirking as he tilts back, relaxing into the blankets and pillows at the top of the bed, His fingers dig into the hot skin of your waist, a single tug, urging you to follow,

He has eased all the way down onto his back, eye sweeping across every mile of your body that was turning pliant under his touch,

"Sit." His command is followed by another gentle tug, pulling you further up his body, Across that toned torso and higher, "Sit" He urges, both hands now surrounding your thighs and pulling your weight down to his face.

"Bodhi-" You tried to hide the apprehension in your voice, despite the tightening in your stomach, the anticipation making the muscles in your legs shakes as your hover, exposed inches above his face.

He strokes a reassuring circle down your leg, thumb curving around the bone of your knee, "This is one seat that is only made for you, my love"

Lowering down, thighs burning you melt the second his tongue penetrates up into you, A groan vibrating from under, strong and sure Bodhi gets to work.

You can't help the strangled cry, falling forwards to brace against the headboard, "Bodhi" A warning and a prayer.

The power of his name on your lips drives his tongue up into your deeper, building a rhymical pulse in your core with each thrust up. His thumb continuing to delicately stroke your thigh reassuringly.

With each purposeful lap of his tongue, mouth suctioning to your core, You relax rocking your hips in rhythm with each flick, weighing down to chase every dart of his tongue.

Your arms shake as you grip tighter to support, arching to stay stable enough the edges of everything in the room around you blurring, insignificant in every way.

A broad stroke of his tongue, lapping across the clit had you unravelling, completely coming undone over his face.

You could drown in the pleasure as it pulsed in heating waves through you. Every inch intoxicating you movements, it was a struggle to lift yourself on shaking legs, knees holding you up as Bodhi emerged from under you,

He swallows hard, wide eyes meeting your own, His skin was flushed and chest rose and fell quickly. He wraps an arm around you, and you allowed yourself to be flipped onto you back, unable to fight against the manoeuvre, body too dazed to listen to your command.

Reaching up a hand to drag across his chest, the thump of his heart was hammering under your palm,

Bodhi had lowered himself, cocks poised ready at your entrance, hard once more, rigid and posed for action, "Let me fulfill my promise from this morning," his hand falls to guide himself into you,

The stretch is pleasant, the length of him caused you to clench around his cock,

Bodhi groaned, head falling to rest his forehead on your shoulder, his own shaking, the muscles rippling with anticipation.

"Move, " you whisper, a hand ghosting around to rest in his hair, to hold him close. He nods softly, into the crook of your neck hot breath fanning the skin.

His first thrust made you dizzy, it was fast and hard, and the glide out had you whimpering, his hands traced your ribs, knuckles grazing the bones.

He moves again, angling deeper this time, The lines of his cock hitting a spot that had you seeing stars, spinning the edges of the room.

His hips snap to yours, a motion you began to match until his teeth skim your shoulder mouth latching to suck the pliant skin.

Through the haze of your vision you turn to see the sight of his cock plunging into you, the sensation of him dragging out the pleasure inside you was intoxicating, driving himself up hard and faster.

The cardio of being a dragon rider and the associated training really paid off then, Bodhi didn't seem to tire easily, waring you down, your moans spurring him on,

His hand slides down low as his thumb seeks the bundle of nerves, a spark of electricity igniting in your bones as he pressed into it, long a slow circles involuntarily cause you to wither under him.

"Don't stop" you beg as he shifts deeper, cock thrumming in again and again, with the same intensity as his tongue and it was overwhelming, his teeth biting into your shoulder, as you clench.

The muscles in the pit of your stomach spasm, tightening as he slammed into you, Bodhi only emits a small sound, deep in his throat, the only indication he had heard your plea.

His own resolves was growing thin, his cock twitching within you, but Bodhi was tense holding out for you to reach your own climax before he gave way to his own,

A hand slide across your sternum, a hand coming to encircle your nipples, the stimulation of his fingers pinching-tugging.

It threw you into the pounding wall of your pleasure, it tumbled through you, an avalanche of fire pooling low in your gut, the tether coming loose in one quick release.

Clenching down hard around his cock, Bodhi shivered, arm bracing to keep his weight off you as his own release had him pulling out of you, flooding the surface of you stomach as he completely came undone.

The room was silence beyond the sound of you combined breathing, gulping down the oxygen in the shared space between you as the high rocked through you,

Bodhi lifted his head from beside your neck, a startled look in his eyes, a realisation as he savoured the sight of you laying under him, still pulsing with the pressure of his release, cock already tightening for another round at the sight of you there, for him, so willing and ready.

"I think I love you" his words are almost too quiet to hear, his presence filled your entire attention,

"That's your cock speaking" You joke. your words, were taught even if the notion of his affection had something twisting in your chest.

Bodhi smiles softly, more to himself then to your stubbornness, "No, That day when Xaden got you admitted to the infirmary, I realised- "

He pauses, grappling with his words, head still dizzy from his release, "I am only made for one women, this amazing women, who is strong willed, stubborn and my greatest friend. Who I can't imagine my life without, It took me seeing you hurt to realise, I don't want anyone else."

You freeze, all thoughts stilling as Bodhi carefully untangles his arm, and lifts it to gently cradle the side of your face, "The life of a rider is treacherous and sometimes short," His thumb strokes your cheek, still warm,

"And I want to spend that time, however short it may be, with you."

You spurred up, kissing him fully, his hand dragging around to cradle the back of your head, pulling you up as you straddles his lap, hand reaching for his hardened cock.

Whatever time was destined for you both to share, you knew exactly how you wanted to spend it.

. . .

Tagged: @paintedbyshadows @wildflowermooon @kksbookstuff @slaymestark @idkimjusthere100

I thank everyone for their patience and hope this part doesn't disappoint.

[tsunamigongs]

Fourth wing fake tweets !! /Part 2

this was the most entertaining book i've read in a while...it was so fun😭

[iaminfourthwing]

The Generals Daughter

Bodhi Durran x Arya Melgren

"As the daughter of the most ruthless general on the continent, Arya doesn`t has it easy. She has to be on top of everything she does. Can't disappoint her father, can she?"

Follow her through her time in Basgiath, the war college for soon to be healers, infantry, scribes and riders. While she`ll find friends and gain enemies, something dark lingers behind the wards. Waiting for the right time to strike. And a certain handsome second year at the end of the Parapet.

She has to prove herself and everyone else that she is more to that than just her last name. After all, she is nothing like her father, right?

Masterlist

Arya Melgren

Chapter I: Conscription Day

Chapter II: Conscription Day II

Chapter III: Battle Brief

Chapter IV: Assessment

Chapter V: Assessment II

Chapter VI: Fury Bonus Chapter: Liam (Ch. VI)

Chapter VII: Challenges

Chapter VIII: Punishments

Chapter VIIII: Gauntlet Training

Chapter X: Formation

Chapter XI: Presentation Part I

Chapter XII: Presentation Part II

Chapter XIII: Threshing Part I

Chapter XIV: Threshing Part II

Chapter XV: Innea

Chapter XVI: You are not special

Chapter XVII: Company

[lady-of-tearshed]

The healer said

Bodhi Durran x Reader

This fic is rated 18+. Read at your own discretion. Warnings below.

A/N: SO! First smutty fic, first Bodhi fic... a lot of firsts in this fic! Anyways. Hope it's not too bad and readable. Enjoy! 💕

Summary: Bodhi reminds you of what "the healer said" about what you can and can not do because of your concussion.

Word count: 4,182k

Wanrnings: smut, oral (f receiving), penetration, talk of concussion, talk of broken bones, blood

Professor Emetterio had surely planned to kill you by choosing Felix Braun as Y/N’s sparring partner. Bodhi was sure of that. You stood no chance against the guy. Bodhi knew that you were strong, wise, devastatingly beautiful… You could easily make lots of guys and girls in this room tap out. But cadet Braun… The guy was viscous, fast, tall, and built like a bear. No weapons, no signets, professor Emetterio had insisted. Bodhi was standing on Xaden's side, arms crossed, as he looked over the woman he became ridiculously smitten with. He could still recall the day he’d seen you cross that parapet with the same determination Amari herself, queen of the gods, was described to hold in her eyes. The spar started, moving his attention back on the mat, his eyes were glued on you, Xaden chuckled beside him. Bodhi shot him a glare, his eyes burning with annoyance as he clicked his tongue, turning his attention back to his… dearest friend. 

You managed to throw a kick in Felix Braun's ribs, he stumbled a little, and you jumped on the opening you had to throw a few jabs at him before dodging his next attack. Xaden whistles discreetly when he notices the damage the woman did on Braun, “She is quite sturdy,” Xaden compliments her, making Bodhi grin proudly. “Yeah, she is,” He whispers, his eyes shining with adoration. He tried not to flinch when you failed to dodge a few punches from Braun, he frowned, keeping his focus solely on you. He crossed his arms tightly on his chest and watched the spar carefully, ready to jump in and break every codex law if it got too dangerous for you. He knew you could handle it, but Braun was known to be cruel, and Bodhi didn't like that for one bit, that this girl had to spar with this asshole. 

Bodhi would have loved to be the one to spar with you, he would've let you break his nose and force him to tap out happily, if it meant being pinned down on the mat between those thick delicious thighs of yours. He bit the inside of his cheek, trying to distract himself from these thoughts before it became too obvious. He sensed Xaden smirk beside him, “What.” Bodhi snarled, “Nothing… Nothing,” Xaden taunted, his hands rising in front of him as if he was oh so innocent. Bodhi rolled his eyes and looked over Violet standing on the other side of the room, he pointed his chin in her direction, “Don't act like you've never thought anything like that about her, cousin.” He winked at his cousin, and Xaden’s teaseful grin faded. “It's not like that,” He muttered under his breath, and this time, it was Bodhi’s turn to smirk like an asshole. He was way too pleased to have managed to make his cousin feel embarrassed for once. 

But his grin quickly faded when he saw your frail body being propelled in the air, Braun lifting you above his head in one swift movement, before crashing you to the mat in a loud thud. He heard all of the air escape from your lungs with the force of the impact, and if it weren't from Xaden's shadows, he would've jumped from his place when Felix's clenched fist met with your perfect cheek bone. “She didn't tap out yet.” Xaden warned, both of them staring attentively at the fight. Braun kept hitting, and hitting your now unconscious body, Xaden's shadows left Bodhi's ankles the second you passed out, unable to defend yourself in your condition, “That's enough,” Xaden ordered Felix, trying to sound nonchalant. Bodhi quite literally ran to your side. “She didn't tap out-” Felix Braun tries to argue as Bodhi rushed dangerously closer to him, “Get the fuck away from her.” Bodhi yanked Felix off of you, swinging him full force into the nearest wall. 

Bodhi wasted no time to get his attention back on you. He cradled you carefully up into his strong arms. Bodhi looked towards Emetterio who was staring from the other side of the room. “He taps out,” Bodhi snaps at the professor, then he walked quickly out of the room, his blood boiling with rage by how fucking stupid Felix Braun was. Braun could've killed you. He almost did. Bodhi looked down at your limp unconscious body in his arms. Your body was coated in a thin sheen of sweat, blood stained your clothes, and your cheekbone and nose were twisted in an unnatural shape. But Gods, did he find you beautiful nonetheless.  

All eyes turned on him carrying you when he kicked open the healer’s quadrant door with his leather boot. The healer quadrant was buzzing today, everyone too busy to pay attention to him, or the unconscious stunning angel in his arms. Bodhi was growing frustrated at the thought that no one rushed to take care of you as he did, but he calmed down only slightly when he met Nolon’s eyes. Bodhi held his gaze, and even though the man looked quite busy he sighed and headed toward them. “She needs healing. Now.” Bodhi pressed, reluctant to let go of your frame when Nolon motioned him to lay her down on the medical examination table. “Oh I’m quite sure I know what this cadet needs, wingleader Durran. It’s pretty much my job.” Nolon accentuated their respective titles. You were a cadet. A cadet who wasn’t on his wing. A cadet whom he wasn’t responsible for as a wingleader from a section that wasn’t hers. She was a cadet that Nolon, as a healer, was supposed to take care of. Nolon’s tone made it pretty damn clear that it was best for everyone that Bodhi would just exit this room to let the healers do their jobs.  So, reluctantly, Bodhi left you in the skillful hands of the healers. ‘You’re so pathetically smitten by her.’ Cuir's voice resonated annoyingly from his side of the bond. And Bodhi’s cheek slightly turned a shade redder as he walked through Basgiath’s halls, his thoughts racing towards you. He couldn’t hide the obvious truth from his dragon, so he simply answered, ‘I know I am.’

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When you finally slipped out of your restless slumber, you had to pry your eyes open. They were dry, and the bright lights of the room made your head pound. Your stomach churned as you rolled off what you now realized was an examination table, and you emptied what little food you had consumed today before sparring. You recognized Nolon's hand holding up your hair as you heaved, and your nausea ceased as soon as you felt his powers running through you. “Felix Braun had it rougher.” Nolon reassured you, managing to get a weak chuckle out of you. He linked his arm underneath your armpit and helped you up on your wobbling legs. You wiped the remnants of vomit and saliva off your lips, then your fingers gently traced over the curve of your nose. Your nose was now perfectly straight, still sensible, but straight. “Bodhi helped me I suppose?” You roll your eyes. You were glad of your friend's help, but sometimes you just wished you could be strong like him. Nolon shrugged his shoulders, and you knew he was lying when he told you that Bodhi “Barely,” helped you out. 

When you felt your muscles strong enough to support you, you took a few steps away from Nolon, heading towards the door. He raised his eyebrow at you, “Where are you going like that, young lady?” He crossed his arms, his voice a clear warning that you were better not to leave this room like that. You sighed at Nolon's caring nature, and slowly turned to him, “I was… going to get some rest.” You lied, knowing that you had at least one hour left before curfew to practice what mistakes you've made in your spar against Braun. Nolon shoved a paper bag into your hand, and your eyes widened at the tons of different pills there were in there. The blue one was for when you'll wake up in the mornings, the light yellow and the white one while eating, and the two big red ones before going to bed. The suspicious brown syrup was to be taken if you were to be in too much pain, Nolon explained. 

You barely registered anything he'd just said, and you probably wouldn't need to recall all of these pills posology since in your opinion, it was unnecessary. You would probably not even take them. You were a rider. A strong, powerful rider. Rider's don't have time to be sick, or hurt. You thanked Nolon nonetheless, and headed towards the sparring room. It was empty, not to your surprise. It was Friday, and cadets were probably gone celebrating for whatever reason they made up, like still being alive. You tucked an elastic band beneath your boot, the other part of it trapped inside your hand, and you pulled on it to stretch the muscles of your sore shoulders. After thoroughly stretching, you moved to the punching bags to practice your jabs. You tried to ignore the thrombin pain in your head and the tensions on your muscles as you kept giving it your all in your training. Sweat was dripping from your forehead, landing on your cheeks, and you sighed, moving a few steps back from the punching bag to take your breath. 

“You shouldn't be out here.” You heard a familiar voice call out from behind you. That deep, rich voice that sent butterflies flying in the pit of your stomach everytime he was around. “It's not curfew yet.” You stubbornly answer back, wiping your forehead and getting ready for your next set of punches. “You just got mended, you shouldn't overwork yourself like that,” Bodhi's concerned voice was now closer to your right ear, and you felt his hand hesitating to rest on your shoulder. Without warning, you spun around and placed your hands on his chest, sending his cheeks ablaze at your sudden closeness. “And you're not my wingleader, you shouldn't be ordering me around like that,” You say, your voice dangerously low. You can't help yourself but to stare at those scrumptious lips of his, then back into the depth of his soft brown eyes, his pupils were wide. “Then, your healer said you shouldn’t overwork yourself like… that…” 

Bodhi gulped as you walked closer to him, his fingers sneaked almost shakily on the curve of your hips. He roamed his fingers over the fabric of your shirt, then laid his palm flat on your hip, caressing it gently as if he risked breaking you. You get yourself even closer to him, your bodies tightly pressed on eachother, and you internally wondered where this sudden boldness of yours was coming from. It wasn’t a secret that you and Bodhi were eyeing constantly eye-fucking eachother in class, at trainings, at meetings with the other marked ones around… You had exchanged a few fleeting touches with him before too. Your fingers had sometimes sneaked over his to rub them softly when the two of you were sitting beside each other, but never have you been pressed against Bodhi Durran's delicious body before. You must’ve hit your head pretty fucking hard to dare try making a move on Bodhi, your childhood friend, a second year, a wingleader. 

“Did the healer forbid anything else?” You whisper, moving your lips dangerously close to his neck. His scent… His scent was driving you crazy. His aroma of leather and embers made your nostrils flare in delight, and it lit up your whole body in flames. He shivers as your nose brushes over the skin of his neck, and you feel his fingers digging into the soft skin of your hips. You raised on your tippy toes, your lips finally making contact with the skin of his jaw, and you almost moaned in delight at how heavenly it felt to place kisses over his jawline. It felt natural, familiar, and Bodhi was fighting every urge he had, probably because he still doubted that this goddess wanted a man like him, to throw his head back and buck against her. “Mh?” You pressed, still waiting for his answer. 

Your voice vibrated on Bodhi’s neck, sending shivers up his spine, and he instantly felt himself harden only from the sound of your voice. Gosh he was pathetically smitten with this woman. He gulps, and you feel his Adam apple bobbing, making you want to dig your teeth into it. “I do not recall if he forbade any other activities…” He slid his hand from her hips to her lower back, venturing lower, and lower, until he cupped both of your buttcheeks in his palms. His voice rumbled when he felt how your ass moved when his fingers massaged it while you kept kissing his jaw, his neck, his collarbone. “Then I suppose that if I feel like climbing you like a tree, and that you allow me to, I can?” You purred, and Bodhi groaned, he bucked against the hand you sneaked between the two of you, increasing the pressure of your palm placed on the bulge of his pants. “Shit- Y/N,” He warned you, trapping your chin between his thumb and index, forcing your head back to look up at him, “You have no idea what you’re implying right now, what you’re getting yourself into…” 

You plunged your eyes into his, the pounding of your head replaced by the loud thuds of your heart. You pressed your thighs together, biting your lips at the friction, and Bodhi stared down. He sucked in a breath, and before he could chicken out and walk away to lead you to your room to rest like the gentleman you know he is, you told him, “Trust me, I do. Can we stop eye-fucking eachother and just get at it?” His eyes squeezed and you felt him shudder, as if he was fighting some inner demons, overthinking wether it was right, or terribly wrong to fuck you in this state. He opened his eyes, fire dancing in the depths of his eyes.“Fuck yes we can.” His voice was low and sounded primal. He attacked your lips like a starved beast, and it felt as if your souls had merged from this kiss. You could feel him, smell him, taste him everywhere. Feeling him was dizzying, arousing, tantalizing. 

You barely even registered how you stumbled into Bodhi’s bedroom, nor if you had been seen by people on your way there. Your lips had not left Bodhi’s once since he lifted you up into his arms and dragged you here. The last thing you remembered was proposing him to just fuck in the public showers, but Bodhi just didn’t feel like having anyone catching the two of you like this. To be honest, Bodhi just didn’t want anyone to see you, his beautiful girl, naked. Were you his though? He wasn’t sure. And he clearly did not feel like stopping what they were doing, or about to do, right now just to put a name on what they were. He’d fuck you, mark you, and treat you like his tonight. He’d treat you right, love you right, and fuck you right too while he’s at it. 

You were breathing loudly, your lips crashing against his. Bodhi’s neck was already coated with your saliva as you occasionally moved your lips away from his to nip at the column of his neck. Clothes were flying over the room, landing on the floor haphazardly, a weird contrast to Bodhi's immaculately neat bedroom. He lets out a filthy hum when you tug his underwear off, leaving the both of you now completely naked. You slid away from him slightly, his hands leaving your behind as you sank down on your knees. You stick out your tongue, his heavy head sliding on your tongue. You barely have the time to taste the slightly salty pearl of precum shining on the tip of his cock before Bodhi snapped out of his daze, lifting you by the armpits and laying you down on the bed. You raise an eyebrow at him, worried you might’ve done something that upset him, but he kissed your worries away. His lips met your cheek, and he gently bit it. “Tonight, I’m taking care of my sweet girl.” He growls in your ear, kissing the spot right beneath your earlobe lovingly before tracing his tongue down your neck, all the way to the swell of your breast. 

You combed your fingers through his dark curls with your right hand, your left hand already intertwined with his. You squeezed his hand gently as he placed kisses all over your breasts, nipping at the skin to leave small love bites on them. “And… Will I be the one to take care of you tomorrow?” You bit your lips, wondering if maybe you had been too bold to presume there would be other times. But he snickered, moving down to kiss your stomach. He looked at you through his thick eyelashes, and you could see a feline grin plastered on his face as he got further down your body. “Patience, lovely, we have plenty of time to think about what we’ll do tomorrow…” Before you could think of a smart thing to answer back to his teasing tone, his tongue lapped a long stripe of your arousal. Your head tilted back as you softly moaned, and you pulled on his hair, instinctively bringing his mouth closer to where you needed it most. 

His nose pressed against your throbbing clit while his tongue slowly swiped through your soaked folds. He squeezed your hand softly, his thumb stroking the back of your hand.  “Look at me, your eyes are too pretty to be shut…” His voice rumbles in his throat, and you pear at him through half lidded eyes. Gods… he was beautiful. He had painted  your neck, your stomach, your breasts, with dark red marks. It was like a gentle reminder for tomorrow, and the days to come, of all the places his lips had been on you. He pushed your thigh back against your stomach with his free hand, sticking his tongue further into your folds, teasingly pushing in your hole. You bit your lip, and you would’ve shut your eyes closed from the overwhelming pleasure Bodhi was giving you, if it weren’t from the clear warning in his eyes. You bucked your hips against his face, making his tongue disappear deeper into you. Bodhi lustfully sighed, his breath caressing your cluster of nerves.  

You squirm underneath him as a pleasurable tingle rushes into your lower abdomen. “Bodhi,” You moaned his name, and he grunted, rubbing his shaft against the mattress at the sound of his name coming out from those beautiful lips of yours. That only could’ve been his undoing if he didn’t fight the urge to calm himself down to prolong the pleasure. “What?” He had the audacity to answer, slightly lifting his face from between your thighs. His chin was glistening with a mix of your essence and his own saliva. You tugged his hair toward you, and he raised on his elbows, his predatory eyes fixed on yours as he crawled up to your face. He slid his needy lips on yours, tilting tugging your head back to sneak his tongue into your mouth. You tasted yourself on him, a thing you would’ve never considered hot until now. It made your face heat from how naughty it felt to taste your arousal on his tongue. Her inner walls were clenching around nothing, craving for something the emptiness Bodhi’s skillful tongue had left down there. 

“I need you,” You whispered against his lips, and his cock twitched between your pressed bodies. “Inside,’ You clarified, making him chuckle slightly as he positioned himself, sliding his dick against your pussylips to lube himself with your cum. “Inside, mh? What do you need inside,” Fucking prick. “Your cock-ah…” You pressed your forehead against his as he kept holding onto your hand, his other one gently massaging your inner thigh as he sheathed into you slowly, watching your every reaction. “Is this okay?” He frowns slightly, his forehead moving away from yours to kiss your nose gently. His heavy breathing fanned over your cheeks, tickling them slightly. You smiled and squeezed his hand in reassurance, moving your free hand to cup his chin. “Yes,” You affirm confidently, rolling your hips against him. 

He groaned, plunging his cock in your entrance in one thrust of his hips. His jaw twitched under your fingers, and you moved it to his shoulder. “Don't hold back, I can take it,” He tilts his head back at your words and growls, as if you had unleashed the beast in him. He rutted into you, his head hitting you deep, and fast. The sound of your raspy breathing and the slapping of his balls against your wetness echoed in the room, and you prayed to the gods that he had warded his room, because if he didn't, the whole quadrant would probably hear you chanting his name like a prayer. There was no way you could hold it back. Not when he was fucking you as if it was the last time. 

Your thigh trembled, your eyes rolled back, and Bodhi held your chin between his fingers so he could admire your features contorting as you came. “That's it… Good girl…” He grunted, his pace slowing nust for a moment as he led you through your orgasm. You breath out a needy whimper when Bodhi's cock slipped out of you, and he flipped you onto your stomach. You could feel the drenched sheets pressing against your pelvis in this position. He slid a pillow underneath your hips, pressing his hardness against your throbbing cunt, and bent down to reach your ear. “Think you can take a bit more for me?” You nodded, wiggling your hips to rub against him.

He hummed, biting onto your shoulder as he entered you once again, this time, slowly. You felt his abs twitch against your back with every thrust, his hand had left yours, now caressing your body with both hands. He held your hip gently, and his other hand worked on your perked niple, gently rolling it between his thumb and index. You were seeing stars, and you felt like you were floating on a cloud. Sex had never felt like this before, and you'd give your soul to Malek if this was the last time you'd have the chance to experience that. His thrust started to feel sloppier, and you could hear his breathing getting raspy. “Fuck,” He swore, his fingers digging tightly into your the flesh of your hip. His other hand slid between your legs, his fingers applied a light pressure to your overstimulated clit and you screamed in pleasure, arching your ass up. Bodhi couldn't hold it back anymore, he grunted, pulling out in one swift movement and his sperm spurted on your back. 

He almost came again at the sight of your ass and your back covered with his semen and love bites. Gods you were beautiful, sprawled like this on his bed, panting, sweating, disheveled… He would keep you in his bed, dress you in his clothes, and cover you with his marks everyday if you'd allow him to. He sat on his knees, his fingers running through your hair in a failed attempt to untangle them. He gave your ass a small smack before reaching his arm towards the tissue box on the nightstand to clean you up. He wiped your back clean, then massaged your muscles with his large hands. He bent over to kiss your cheek, and his heart melted when you turned on your back to pull him on top, kissing his lips as lovers would. 

You stroked his hair when he pulled his lips away from you, still snuggled on you, his elbow holding his weight a little so he doesn't crush you. “I need to use the toilet.” You smiled tiredly, and you rolled out of bed, wincing at how sore your legs were. You extended your arm towards Bodhi’s shirt on the floor and slipped it on. “Will you…” You heard him speak up hesitantly. You pear at him over your shoulder, je was sprawled on the bed, propped onto his arm, the sheets messily covering all the way up to his waist. “Yeah?” You insisted to him to continue his request, “Will you… Come back to bed, after?” You smiled, leaning in the doorframe of his bathroom. “Yeah. Is that okay?” You winked at him, and his heart skipped a beat. “Excellent…” He exhaled, a dumb grin stuck on his face as he plopped down onto the bed, stretching his legs as he waited for you to come out of the bathroom. Cuir was right. He was pathetically smitten by this woman. And he was fucking proud of it. 

[saddleseatollie]

I'm rereading fourth wing and iron flame again so here are my thoughts on what each character's signet says about them as a person (spoilers for both books ahead):

Violet (lightning wielding): she is exactly as xaden calls her, violence. she's insanely stubborn and has quite a temper. she has a deep seeded need to defend the people and places that she cares about.

Xaden (shadow wielding): this one's easy because it's spelled out plainly by violet herself. xaden has secrets he needs to protect.

Xaden (intinnsic): signets often manifest based on need, and xaden's position as a revolutionary leader means that he needs to be able to make snap judgments about people and their intentions. he needs to know who he can trust.

Dain (memory reading): this one is also spelled out by violet. he's fucking nosy as shit.

Bodhi (signet countering): bodhi is often described as a more reasonable version of xaden. he's an incredibly neutral guy in most cases, and he's often the voice of reason during conflict.

Mira (ward building): she's a big sister, a protector. she can literally shield the people that she loves.

Brennan (mending): brennan is described as being an incredible tactician. he's a problem-solver. he fixes things. being a mender means he can not only heal people but literally fix objects.

Rhiannon (retrieving): i actually don't know if anyone has any ideas i'd love to hear them.

Ridoc (ice wielding): ridoc's signet is super interesting because it seems to directly oppose his fiery personality. my best guess is that it's because he's the comic relief who can cool people off during emotional moments.

Liam (farsight): he's super perceptive. there are multiple moments when he's able to gain unique insight on people and situations.

garrick (unknown): please rebecca give us more garrick moments we don't even know what his signet is i'm begging you.

[philokaliist]

Feelings that come back,and feelings that never left.

Xaden Riorson x OC (Irellya Aetos)

A small peek at my new fanfic + quotes.And yes,I’m alive,apparently,lol.

“…What happens when the girl who is described as the embodiment of winter - cold,icy,detached,deadly…yet so incredibly beautiful,falls in love?The only right answer:chaos.”

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“…But that girl…could it be?Indeed it was.The tiny clumsy girl he had saved from drowning all those years ago.Now standing in front of him,shooting him the darkest glare he had ever received from a woman.Well…some people never change,so it seems.”

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“Emptiness in her eyes.But a storm in her soul.”

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Irellya Aetos. Sister of Dain Aetos. Adopted (p.s:She LOATHES Colonel Aetos,so yeah,get ready for that).Born on the 21st of December,on the Winter Solstice.

Irellya,having wished to be a healer,and having spent most of her years studying herbs and magic,alongside other topics she simply found fascinating,is forced by her father to enroll into the rider’s quadrant.Just as Violet,her best friend,had been,by her mother,which,honestly,Irellya wasn’t particularly fond of either.

Although she is…odd…and does not look as one would perceive ‘normal’,that doesn’t mean she will be stepped on.

Because those who mess with her,or anyone she loves,end up in two ways:Dead…or damaged beyond repair.

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Irellya:Aesthetic board

[jadeinretrogrde]

me rushing to return my Fourth Wing library loan the second I finish it because the next person in line deserves to read this asap:

[coffeecatsandcoldnights]

Okay but can we talk about how protective Tairn is??? Everytime he calls Andarna as the "golden one" my heart just melts! It's so adorable sighhh

[fraserjamiefraser]

“I chose the chance of death over the certainty.” || Wingleader || Xaden Riorson || Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros

[intairnwetrust]

Lilith: You are in big trouble young lady, anything else i need to know?

Violet: Yeah i poisoned one of your guards, I joined the revolution and i fucked Fen Riorsons son.

Lilith: what?!

[starlightbooklove]

Beautifuuull Fanart just found

🎨Creds of the drawing: dudledudles

[pvrkacciosan]

Secrets and Sex

Summary: After your training session with Bodhi had gotten rather... Heated and progression was inevitable. The desire for one another didn't stop there, but keeping it hidden from your friends may have been more pointless than you realized.

Pairing: Bodhi Duran x Marked Fem! Reader

Word count:

Warnings: 18+ , !NSFW!, explicit smut scenes, swearing, submissive Bodhi It was an accident I apologise for nothing

A.N: I Definitely got carried away with this...

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 (Final Part)

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It has been a little over a week since your initial training session with Bodhi and since then, the tether of tension between you both only seemed to tighten. Ensnaring and constricting until it left you both panting and pining after one another, on more then one occasion.

Today was no different, Bodhi has sought you out this morning, as everyone has been on the move for breakfast, capturing you in the hallway and pulling you away to slip into the shadows.

His mouth has been on your own before you could even voice a single word. Not that you had minded in the time. It had been reckless, in the sense anyone in the College could have walked upon you two, the thrill of being caught giving you a shot of adrenaline.

Especially if your friends found out, you weren't sure why you had hidden this... Thing with Bodhi, you'd known him for years and it wasn't exactly like Violet and Xaden had hidden their affections for one another.

But they were more? Where they not, you were just sleeping with Bodhi, Right? No string attached. He was attractive, you were beyond the point of denying that fact, but there wasn't anything else to it.

The first time you'd gotten together, it had been a heated training session and tension was running high on both ends. And even after he had been inside you, tongue and cock, after all that when you left to go back to your own bed that night you had merely concluded it had been a heat of the moment act.

But what about every time after that?

The thoughts were dizzying, and you could almost be mad at him for getting you this bothered after your morning make our session. Unable to think beyond his touch, the way he could make your body give everything it had to offer and in turn, you could make him crawl. Nervousness had wracked you the first time you took control, but Bodhi had seemed more keen and interested the more you denied him. Keeping him pining until you decided what he could have and when he could have it.

You would never guess your best friend would be for giving into the submission of letting you lead him through his pleasures. It didn't happen every time you guys slept together, but when it did. Let's just say it always worked into your favour when he turned his attention to you.

Breathing deeply you slouched into your seat on Asra's back, the warmth of her reptilian body radiating beneath you.

You humans and your fickle feelings.

Asra's voice in your head was subtle this time, drifting in through the swarm of thought clouding your mind.

"They are called emotions." You grated out aloud, no need to communicate through your thoughts when you knew she could hear you perfectly well up here. In the skies above the War College, away from the bustle of noise below.

It had become your safe haven, in the clouds the cold air nipping your exposed skin, a deliberate act on your part, to leave parts exposed to feel the winds bite.

You can be easily broken by them. They are fickle.

Taking a second to extend a thought to her words, the thunder of your own pulse in your ears drowning out the sound of the wind ripping your hair from the braid that whipped at your spine.

If you are to love him so be it. Love hard, or hate. Simple. You are a dragon rider, you have no time for fickle feelings which take up your time.

You did not require any further poking from her, you knew she spoke of Bodhi. But did you love him?

Yes, You were insanely attracted to him and when he fucked you, Seven hells it was the best you ever had, but...was that love?

You had been friends since you were young and had spent many years stuck in that station of friendship and after that training session nothing has changed between you, other than the nights you spent many nights exploring one another in the most intimate of ways.

With every pounding thought you always rounded back to the same insistently annoying question which left your stomach hollowing out inside you, Were you in Love with Bodhi Durran?

You're doing it again. Your dragons tone was flat in your head, void of all irritation or feeling

Steeling your thoughts you said nothing more in the topic, voiding all notions of Bodhi from your mind as Asra began circling the college flight field. Decending downwards in a dive that has you squeezing your thighs against her and tucking yourself behind her neck to avoid being ripped away by the wind.

When you both finally lowered beneath the cover of the clouds, your eyes began scanning the grounds below. Your attention instantly attracted to where a familiar Green dragon perched. Watching you descend, her rider relaxed between her front legs.

Gripping to your senses you braced for the impact of Asra connecting the ground. Waiting until the dust cloud to blow away before sliding over her shoulder and down her leg.

Turning, you began inspecting Asra's chest. Searching the areas she couldn't to make sure there wasn't any cuts or wounds that might have occured during the flight manvours before you both flew off in a private flight session.

Despite being a mutual routine you did after each flight, you were fumbling trying to ignore the attention you felt watching your back.

The only warning you got for his approach was a low snarl from Asra which rumbled above your head.

Gentle moving hands slide around your waist. The contrast in heat radiating from his hand shot shivers down your spine.

Bodhi's hands rested at your hip when you straightened. Fingers curling under the rim of your flight jacket.

Asra, is there anyone else in the field?

You waited as she surveys the open expanse of land.

No one beyond those Cuir has scared off.

Good.

Turning in his arms, You take all but one second, one for a breath before you stepped up, wrapping an arm around the back of his neck. You couldn't give a damn if you were just here for the sex. You needed it, a deathly desire.

Bodhi didn't interject when you planted your lips to his own, hands pulling your body closer to his still. Molding your torsos, you could feel every inhale he struggled to take, forced to pick between you and breathing. A warmth spread to your core when he held his breath.

Bodhi slanted his head, inclining it down to slip his tongue into your mouth, warm sliding along your bottom lip, gravity pushed you back and when you bumped into something warm you stumbled, Bodhi's hand keeping you from crumbling.

Asra grumbled softly, Bodhi jerked his head back, and you could see in his eyes clear as day the alarm in them when he glanced up to Asra. The angle awkward from where Bodhi had you pressed against her foreleg.

You laughed softly pushing to hide your face in his chest.

"Perhaps. We should take this elsewhere." Bodhi whispered softly next to the shell of your ear, eyes unblinking away from your dragons piercing gaze.

Wise choice boy.

You tried to stifle another laugh as Asra continued glaring.

Lips tingling for more as Bodhi clasped your hand and began leading you both from the flight field. Keeping pace, you avoided the sound of other students, to evade their attention.

He led you faster, assuming you would be going to his room you felt the tension rise in your arm when he suddenly pulled you into another direction.

Twisting to keep up, You hugged closer to his arm. "Where are we going?"

Bodhi didn't speak, but led you on further and you caught the peak of a boyish grin gleaming over his shoulder, rounding the corner of the main entrance to the college he walked backwards pushing open a door tucked into the wall.

The room was dark, beyond a small line of light creeping through the cracks of the door, a door which had become so warped it didn't meet all the edges of the frame.

There was shelves, but you didn't give yourself time to inspect the contents. Perhaps a store cupboard.

His hands grasped your neck, thumb working small circles into your jaw, as he walked backwards still. He pulled you closer by your neck.

You allowed yourself to be lead and spun until your back met a solid wall. It was cold against your spine, goosebumps racking.

You felt the hot pant of his breath against your cheek before his lips met yours in the darkness. Needy and fast, You worked a hand up and around the ball of his shoulder, arm resting there so you could thread a hand into the hair at the back of his neck.

His shoulders trembles under your touch, giving into the sensation as you pulled and bit into his lip. Bodhi's head titled back away from your mouth as you tugged his hair. His breathing is heavy and uneven, but even in the dim lighting you can spy the look of desire in his eyes, eyes which darted to blink at every inch of your face.

"Want me to stop love?" The light across his face shifts, his brow was raised. But that word made your heart stutter against your ribs. Love.

"I want you," You hover your lips above his, could almost taste yourself on him, you would have ended the sentence there but instead. "-I want you to do as I say."

Watching his face for a reaction, Bodhi hummed low the sound soft, the edge of his lip curved up. "Then I am at your mercy Darling."

His attempt to kiss you was halted when you tightened the fistful of hair in your grip, Bodhi hissed but his eyes rolled at the sensation.

"Did I say you could kiss me?" Tilting your head to watch him under hooded lashes.

Your pulse was thrumming loud in your inner ear, but through the pleasant roar you could have swore you heard Bodhi whimper. Fucking whimper. Something inside you tightened, tension rising as you slowly loosened your grip and used that hand to push his shoulder, coaxing him to kneel before you.

He did so willingly, eyes ravaging every inch of your body on the way down,

Once he was on his knees, you stepped back, flush against the wall. Hand shifting to unbutton the top of you flight leathers, slowly teasing the clothes from you body, the cold air against your warm skin emitted a small gasp from you.

Stripping, until you stood naked for him. Bodhi's eyes darted frantically unable to take everything in at once, you watched them flicked from your breasts down the valley between them, he stilled at the sight of you completely bare before him.

Extending a hand, you waited until he placed his in yours, His breath was swallow and you watched his expression as he zones in on your face, unblinking as you led his hand between your legs.

"Say the words" Bodhi sounded almost breathless, hand inches from grasping you where you needed him most, You could feel the warmth of those fingers hovering below the wetness between your legs.

With the anticipation you struggle with the words, thoughts fuzzy at the sight of him kneeling for you, waiting so desperately for you to let him touch you.

"Touch me." Even the sound of your own voice sounded foreign, undiluted with the desire that was threatening to make your knees buckle.

Damn him. Bodhi smiles, cocking his head sideways, "Need more description then that Love." His words were coupled with the featherlight touch of his thumb against your clit.

You gasped, nerves pulse painfully, aching for touch. Bodhi kept smirking, but did not touch you again.

"I want your fingers inside me. As many as you can manage. I want to come over them-" he brushed a finger along the folds of your entrance, a pause to catch your breath, "Then I want more."

"Tongue or cock?" his voice was raspy, and low.

You broke through the stupor to nod, "Both. Definitely both."

He paused for a long second, stilling.

"Bodhi-"

The first finger entered you without warning, warmth bloomed and pumping through you. He began slow, driving the singular finger in and out, the pace not changing until he added that second finger. Thumb joining the pair already in use as he stretched you, His thumb encircled the sensitive bundle of nerves.

Throwing your head back you could only ignore the pain, when your skull smacked into the wall, back arching slightly as he kept the pace. Your heart was hammering harder as you breathing came out faster, moans of pleasure which seemed to encourage Bodhi on further.

The pleasure was building, he curled one of those fingers inside you, you cried out free hand gripping new fistful of his hair. You felt your release drawing closer still,

Words were a struggle so when Bodhi hit this sweet spot, you shook to stay standing, and without vocal command Bodhi somehow knew to keep going. A blessing you were grateful for, release was barreling into you with the next thrust of his fingers, your nail digging into his shoulder to stay standing

Opening your eyes, you were staring at the dark ceiling, the air fighting its way in and out from your lungs. You had to blink back the dark edges of your vision in order to glance down at Bodhi.

"Please" He begged softly, your mind was so fuzzy you could only stare blankly down at him until he gives a pointed look between your legs.

Nodding, unable to get the words to leave your lips, finger still twisted in his hair, your grip loosened when you feel his tongue on the inside of your thigh.

Lapping up the evidence of your release, the anticipation of him making it to the apex of your leg made your heart hammer once more, His tongue ran along your folds when you were interrupted.

Incoming.

Asra's voice in your head ruptured through the atmosphere. You shifted and moved a hand to Bodhi's shoulder, he glances your way concern lacing his expression.

"What's wrong?" His expression stills. Cuir no doubt delaying information to him, someone was coming this way.

It was only a second later you could hear the footsteps approaching. You separated, Bodhi rising to pass you something to cover yourself with. Holding it against your chest you froze.

"Who is that?" You whispered, Bodhi glanced at the door, perhaps waiting for it to open, In this moment you could finally take a second to look around the store room.

The room was filled with spare riding equipment, replacements for saddles. Spare sizes of riding leathers. Shit. After Flight manoeuvrers anyone could need to come in here and you were completely naked and still hazy from your release.

Swaying on legs that still felt to shaky to hold your weight. Bodhi steadied you with a hand, his other free one coming up to cover your mouth. Wide eyed and trying to slow your breathing and heart beat,

When the door begun to open, Bodhi spun away and thumped his foot against it.

"Fuck." The door stopped, Bodhi rounded it, pushing through the gap of its opening to keep you from sight.

There was a shuffle as the person moved backwards, allowing the spacw for Bodhi to stand in the way of the door.

"Xaden, Anything I can help you with?"

You knew Bodhi said his name loud enough for you to hear through the door, as quietly as you could you knelt to reach for your clothes sprawled on the floor around your feet.

"I'm just looking for some new sizes of flight leather, Violence tore a hole in hers flying yesterday."

You stilled waiting for the door to open, or Bodhi to speak up, which ever came first.

"There isn't any there that would fit Sorrengail." You froze at Bodhi's words, the silence from Xaden causing you to silently drag your flight jacket over your shoulders,

Bodhi stuttered over his words, "I was eh.. looking for some for Y/n, There is a limited supply. Was just on my way to put in an order for some more."

Whether Riorson was going to buy it... You bit into your lip awaiting in the darkness.

Xaden grumbled something which was muffled through the door, Bodhi laughed and you were finally able to breath when their voices and footsteps began to retreat from the store cupboard.

You grabbed for your boots, ramming your feet into them and tucking the edges of the trousers around the rim. Tying them up quickly you ran a hand through you hair before moving for the door.

With a quick check to make sure the coast was clear you slipped out and made your way back inside towards the courtyard.

Satsified?

I know you can hear my every thought without the shield, so I'm going to spare us both our sanity by not answering that. Had you remembered to put your shield up whilst Bodhi...

At the memory of his fingers inside you deep and warm, your breath hitched and as you body warmed, an itch that hadn't been scratched. The session in the store room had been a warm up for more... Because Bodhi would have given more.

There was no doubt what your night activities would include, by your hand or his own should he seek you out.

Approaching the corner that would round into the food hall, you picked at the skin on your finger, What if he didn't come looking for you? What if-

You collided with a body when you walked around the corner, Hand landed against your torso to steady you, Grabbing to the persons forearm.

Glancing up, you still as Cassandra roughly shook your grip off her, as though the hint of your touch was toxic. The sneer was already set in her expression and disgust lined her stare.

- ❈ -

Bodhi was sat beside Xaden and Garrick, Keeping to the numbers pushed onto them by the rules. Three and no more marked ones to be found together at any one time. To keep them from building some sort of rebellion, shame is was far to late for that.

Bodhi tried to ignore the ache in his dick, he had so been waiting to be inside you since he had pulled you aside this morning, the memory of his hands of your, he had to clench his fists to keep from getting himself too worked up.

"The fuck got you in such a mood?" Garrick kept his voice low as a group from first wing strolled past their table.

Xaden beside him laughed as he lifted a cup to his lips, "Blue balls" He muttered it, but both Bodhi and Garrick heard him clear as day.

The older boy laughed but Bodhi simply scowled at his cousin, Xaden tried to ignore it by prolonging his drink.

"Just ask her out already." Garrick tapped the table, drumming the surface with his fingers. Bodhi was gritting his teeth so hard, he thought they might actually shatter and then he might even break something in his jaw.

When he looked to Xaden, Bodhi froze, Xaden was giving him a pointed look.

The bastard knew.

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