#ft lucien in that tiny drawing in the corner

[yazumo]

my HOK they so cool

theyre wearing modified shrouded armor and really liked being luciens silencer, unfortunately you know how the questline ends :'3

[itsybitsybluesy]

THE PERFECT ROMANTIC GETAWAY: ONE WEEK FOR TWO AT SCENIC, LAKESIDE MOUNTAIN LODGE (CH2)

CHAPTER 2 / ELUCIEN / CH1 HERE / for @acotargiftexchange

There was simply so much they’d had to extricate themselves from in the middle of Solstice season, Elain thought several times that they should really just call the whole thing off. “It’s never a good time for a vacation,” Lucien told her. “Which is why you have to take them.”

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it's been such a lovely time getting to know @huntquinlan so i am very excited to follow up with even more fluffy domestic smut... ft. a couple of kinks special touches i heard jade especially likes 🤭

ran out of time so went beta-less with this one because i REALLY wanted it up mid-week! i hope you like. there is still one more chapter remaining (though it's on purpose that the end of this feels like a cute happy ending).

LOVE U!!!!!

xoxoxo

p.s. a part of this (it's easy to figure out where) was very much inspired by @whatishowedyouinthedark's I've been lost to you, sunlight (flew like a moth, to you sunlight) and i need to give credit where it's due - i couldn't get that one out of my head for M O N T H S. i salute u.

(read it on AO3!)

preview under the cut:

Despite his best efforts, Lucien was up with the sun the next morning, never able to stay snoozing for long if there was even a tiny crack of daylight through the drapes. Vassa and Jurian had labeled him the one resident insane morning person, back when they’d lived together in the Human Lands - and yes, there had been days where Lucien had been up for hours before them and gotten various pieces of work done while his friends slept in. But what he secretly loved, more than any other reason to get up, was the pleasure of snuggling back down into a warm bed in the soft quiet of early morning, listening to the rise and fall of his lovely mate’s breath in slumber.  

Her sweet, flowered scent was already everywhere around him, the sheets and pillows deliciously marked with the second and third time they’d made love the night before. But at the source - Lucien felt a thrill go through him as he burrowed back under the covers and pushed lips and nose beneath Elain’s silken curls, inhaling deep. The hours and full days stretching before them made him feel like a boy in a sweet shop. And he knew exactly what he wanted to do first with all that time: stay the fuck in this bed with his mate. 

“Good morning,” Elain murmured, eyes still closed. “Are you trying to get me out of bed?” 

Lucien pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth. “I always want you in my bed.” 

She flapped one hand in his direction. “No, silly. I mean, do we have somewhere to be? Some plan you made or other?” 

“You sound so very excited,” Lucien teased, drawing his nose across her collarbone. “But no, actually - I figured we’d laze around a little, at least until lunchtime.” He blinked, making sure to gauge her reaction. “That is, unless it sounds boring to you…”

But Elain was opening her eyes and smiling at him, stretching out arms and legs like a cat before relaxing back into the sheets. “No, no,” she said gleefully. “I was really, really hoping you’d say that.” She put a hand to his chest and leaned over to give him a slow, sighing kiss. “You are my perfect travel companion.” 

“Here to make sure your needs are met,” Lucien said. “That’s what your mate is for.” 

“Anything I want?” Elain asked. “You’d cancel all the plans and reservations?” 

A little less relaxed, Lucien cleared his throat. “Well, of course, but only if you’re very sure…” He trailed off as his mate’s slim, smooth hand stroked down from his navel to his hip. They’d both slept in the nude, and at her touch arousal shot through him like the crack of a whip, making him forget the rest of whatever he was saying. 

“Hmmm,” Elain said drowsily. “What if I wanted to have my wicked way with you, now that you’ve woken me so early?” Her fingers brushed the underside of his shaft, and his cock jumped in response, breath catching as he watched. 

“Your wish is my command,” Lucien said, throat tight. Whenever his mate reached for him first, the roar of instinct down their bond quite literally drowned out all other thoughts, commanding him to touch, taste, lick her, flip her over and sheath himself and thrust until he was spilling his seed in her and could do it over and over again, mark her as only his--

“My, my,” Elain said, her words like honey to his ears. The hair was standing on his arms and on the back of his neck. “We are awake.”