#i want us to be together forever and never ever stop being mates but i cant help but be terrified and confused and hurt

[reshinless]

Hi hi! Ive read some of ur work and literally salvating rn for kinich stuff GAUGH!

So im here to post in a request for gn (or fem) afab reader x Kinich

Basically kinks you think kinich would have and asking reader to let him indulge in those kinks of his <333 (pls let it end with reader being fucked outta their mind)

If ur not comfortable / not open for request feel free to ignore this!

Much love,

Kichi

──── take your shirt off!!

⠀ ۪ ⠀✧ synopsis. honestly, he himself can't decide what he likes more.. fucking your hole more, or lapping up what he can from it!

⠀ ۪ ⠀✧ pairings. kinich x gn!afab!reader/fem!reader (i use a lot of fem terms here, so sorry :(

⠀ ۪ ⠀✧ director's notice. millionares <3333

in a sense, he didn't really have a favorite. i mean he liked whatever you did. he just observed while you both fucked and experimented to see what you liked the most.. but it seems like you don't really know yourself. you arch your back all the same, doesn't seem like you have a favorite either!

oh but in all honesty, you could say his kink was you. he never thought about making love with anyone else, and you're the only one he's ever thought of getting dumb on his dick. so much for that!

kinich is and has always been a straightforward man. if there's something he wants- he'll take it. and that attitude didn't change even in intimate times. in times where he thinks you're about to cream on his fingers, something tells him to slow the tempo of his fingers.

"m- mmf ffuck, kin i'm g'na-" or maybe he favored the sounds you made when he ate you out. entangling the taste of your cunt on his tongue to mix with his saliva, you could feel the grasp on your thighs tighten more. rolling his tongue into your folds, he could hear the way you'd whimper, and groan, pushing his head further into the junction of your thighs.

kinich loves giving nicknames, and having them. hearing you call him 'kin' on its own was already one of his biggest turn-ons. please keep calling him that!!

loving the way his tongue dipped into your sex, you could feel your body instinctively arching your back. you tried to close your legs, but he just as easily pried them back open again, his gloved palm kept your inner thighs squished against his face.

"ahhn- kin' don' stop pleasef.." you felt yourself shriek to the man in between your legs. maybe he liked it better when you begged him to overstimulate your hole while he licked your clit.

your hands were buried in the messy locks of his hair. chasing your high as you felt it pool in your stomach, building up faster than you expect.

you arch your back against his digits, letting it curl against your velvety walls. huh, you looked so pretty like that. a little too pretty for his own liking. wonder what caused the tent in his pants..

flopping you onto your chest against the mattress, he blindfolds you with his headband from earlier, rough palms scatter to the opposite sides of your hips, bringing it up to his shaft.

you could only imagine from the feeling, his tip pressing against your folds. pushing himself faster than usual nights, it felt like he was ramming into you.

oh it was that necklace he bought you with his initial on it. you could even see it from behind, his chest presses against yours as he leans down to fit his head in the crook of your neck just to watch it bounce on your chest.

gosh you were so adorable like this, your eyebrows forever furrowed as he plunged it deep inside you. "npmh- kin- ahhn- wan' haah- more!"

kinich who gladly obliges, each time he penetrates you, he makes sure to really grind into your cunt. make sure you feel everything you want to. he just wants you to feel good; his orgasm is a bonus!

it could be the cute little look you gave him, pleading with your eyes as he took off the blindfold away from your view. now instead- tying your hands together, and gently flipping you over onto your back- putting you in some kind of.. mating press?!

he pinned your tied hands above your head, merciless thrusts, even deeper penetration from earlier. damn how big was it really?! it almost felt like you were getting impaled with the way he hit your g-spot so well.

kinich who loved to make eye contact with you during moments like this. even if you can't keep up the consistency; he knows he can, as long as he gets to observe such a pretty face. getting soo corrupted from his cock <33

"that's right baby, moan as much as you want.. tell the neighbors how much you love this cock inside you." he cooed into your ear, only hurrying his thrusts inside you. before you can feel it, you've already creamed onto his base. making it all the more easier for kinich to penetrate you better!

kinich loves to praise! loves praising how well you take his dick, cuz he knows how big it really is. and seeing your hole swallow it hole in one go? if that isn't deserving of his words of acknowledgement, what is?

he grunted through his words, working through each thrust surprisingly rough. continuously switches paces unconsciously, accidently goes really fast then slow to grind into your precious spot. "s'good.. taking me like royalty.." praise whispered from a low raspy voice from your lover's throat exits as he leans in to get a better angle of your pretty face.

"ah.. uh.. ffuck.. s'tight.. this pussy's mine right?" you felt yourself cumming again, squirting. to kinich though; this was his own sign to continue till he came (asked you for consent first cuz this is all for you anyway.)

"f- fuuuckk g'na cum inside you, sweetheart- ahh sshit..!!"

kinich loves getting to know the fact that you're his, and he's yours. he'll say it as many times as you want; his cock was for your pleasure!

but kinich's aftercare game is insanely good, not something you'd expect if this was a hookup- but it wasn't. he made sure you were okay afterwards, asking you if you ever felt uncomfortable throughout any of it.

let him know if you didn't like some of the stuff he did; this was your first time with him after all, and only the best should come if ever after you'll make love again (which will most likely happen.)

he'll clean you up himself, and make sure you're well rested for the next day. will not accept any argument, will cuddle with you all night- hugging you from behind, and scattering plentiful of kisses every now and then on your shoulders.

[lexirosewrites]

Hello, I've missed like, 3 slick Sundays, but I really wanted to come back so:

Here, heavily unedited idea I had recently.

A week ago I bought collars for all my cats, but one of them was exploring so I couldn't give it to them, so I just stuck the collar to my wrist so I didn't forget (thanks, ADHD)

And so I got inspired. How about a Omegaverse society where mated omegas use collars.

Steve Harrington is an abandoned Omega with deliriums of love, so when one Eddie Munson accidentally helps him out on his first day at school after Steve's presentation heat, his inner-Omega immediately reclaims him as his Alpha (not that Steve actually cares what Munson's designation really is).

But Steve's parents would NEVER accept such a relationship, so, as a way to keep himself available for the day his beloved and him could be together, Steve starts wearing a cat collar in his wrist, subtle enough to pass as a simple wrist band, but telling enough that no one ever expects Steve to date seriously.

On the other side of all this tho, is Eddie, who had no goddamn clue this shit is happening he helped a panicking Omega once, two years ago and now Tommy H. Stares a him constantly with intense hatred. And Steve Harrington is always acting cute whenever he's around, probably trying to get discounts on weed or something.

Eventually, when S4 occurs, Eddie finds out HE'S Harrington's misterious secret lover to whom he's promised his life. To no one's surprise, Eddie is flabbergasted by this discovery, but does NOT question it, Steve for some god damned reason wants Eddie with all his wet rat personality and shitty upbringing, even when he's like, literally perfect. So Eddie takes it and runs with it forever.

aghhhh this is so fucking sweet!!!! i adore collaring in omegaverse. guilty pleasure trope of mine.

i have a whole multichapter fic outlined in my docs titled “Collared” and it’s about the practice of societal omega collaring and Steve’s parents forcing him to wear one that impairs his omega senses and stops him from being claimed, but it also damages him and keeps him submissive and overly docile. Eddie eventually frees him from it and helps him learn to enjoy the protection of being collared by an alpha who loves him and wants him to be safe💕

[azulpitlane]

got love stuck part 3 please i’m begging it’s so good i need it

out of the woods I ln4

pairing: lando norris x reader, exbf! mason mount x reader summary: in which lando has to communicate his insecurities but is he too late? notes: ask and you shall receive, this one took a while cause I had it all written out then I hated it and started over😇but this is the last part!! i loved making this thank u for being so supportive considering part one was my first ever post!! now send some requests hehe part one, part two, masterlist

lando i fucked up, its too late

danny ric what do you mean its too late?

lando i texted her and no response she went to dinner with mason tonight they're probably still together right now

danny ric okay so you're jumping into conclusions AGAIN you have to have some faith in her mate and stop assuming the worst

lando she was with her ex after our breakup what am I suppose to do?

danny ric communicate, you muppet you can't just give up after one try

lando okay okay you're right, i was overthinking im booking the next flight to london

danny ric um i was thinking maybe a phone call?

lando too late, already booked it

dailymail

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dailymail Trouble in paradise? Singer Y/n Y/l/n and F1 driver Lando Norris reunited in London today. Onlookers claim the two were having a heated conversation about their relationship and it is unclear whether the two are currently together or not. Was this argument result of Y/l/n's infidelity? The singer was spotted twice within this month with ex boyfriend, Mason Mount. Read more on the singer's relationship timeline with Mount and Norris in our article linked in the bio.

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user yes lets just make assumptions that y/n is a cheater based on nothing🙄

user if lando took her back ill be so mad. shes so toxic

user you have no idea what shes like in real life? you're just basing your opinion on some stupid tabloid that constantly spreads misinformation on her

user WAR IS OVER (THEYRE STILL TOGETHER IDC WHAT ANYONE SAYS).

user YUP Y/N AND LANDO DEFENDER TIL I DIE user SAME IM CONVINCED SHE NEVER CHEATED IDC IDC

user this doesn't even look like a heated argument to me?? y'all be doing too much

user please let this be just a friendly conversation and her and mason got back together☹️

user its been a year, I think its time to move on from that relationship user yup!! shes clearly moved on y'all need to do it too user her relationship with lando has been messy from the start, she never had to deal with this drama with mason that's all im sayin

user this page is obsessed with y/n!! leave my girl aloneeee

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yourusername out of the woods out now.

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selenagomez on repeat already💙 liked by yourusername

user WAIT WHOS THE GUY IN THE LAST SLIDE

user HAS TO BE LANDO user praying its mase but I have a feeling its lando☹️

user the way these lyrics can apply to both mason or lando so we have no clue who its about🧍‍♀️

user and they both liked aghhhh!!!!

danielricciardo amazing song, so so proud liked by yourusername

francisca.cgomes can't stop listening im obsessed😍 liked by yourusername

user okay danny and the wags are all commenting this is a good sign for us lando and y/n defenders

alexandrasaintmleux you're so talented I love it!! liked by yourusername

user y/n dropping this after being seen with lando again, I think its time for us mason defenders to retire :(

landonorris

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landonorris want you for worse or for better, would wait forever and ever tagged yourusername

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user YES WE CAN FINALLY SAY WAR IS OVER

user I KNEW IT YES

yourusername and that's how it works💙

user these are definitely song lyrics AHHHH user landos listened to the new album omfsgnks user new album is gonna be mix of love and breakup songs with the drama methinks

user MOM AND DAD ARE DONE FIGHTING

maxfewtrell sap

user careful lando, once a cheater always a cheater

user where is the proof of her cheating?? there literally is none user they literally broke up after she was seen with mason user give up this narrative already!! her and lando are clearly happy together so who cares

yourusername

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yourusername these past few weeks have felt like a crazy, emotional train wreck but there's nobody else I would've rather done it with than my best friend and lover💙 i usually never address anything like this but there are somethings that aren't easy to shake off especially when it comes to my relationship and my loyalty being questioned. there has never been somebody who has been so perfect for me and i would never trade this love for anybody elses. i could go on and on about it but i find it easier to communicate through music.

my new album is out tonight at midnight, it is a collection of songs written from last year to now. interpret the songs as you like but just know there is only one person im in love with right now.

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user OMFG WEVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS

user she just nicely told all mason x y/n supporters to stfu

user not only that but she beat the cheater allegations🙏

user THIS IS SO CUTE WHAT

user "would never trade this love for anybody elses" IMCRYIN

landonorris love you so so much, dont know what I would do without you

yourusername lan love u more🥹 user AWWW user nobody can be a mason x y/n fan after this cause they are too cute

landonorris this album is amazing, im so incredibly proud of you and everything you've been through liked by yourusername

carlossainz55 very excited for this one liked by yourusername

masonmount this was very well said, congrats on the new album!! liked by yourusername

user OMG? user in their besties era omdfsnkln user I knew they were just friends through all this!!!

user okay officially retiring the mason x y/n agenda..it was a good run

user def the end of an era but our girl is happy🫶

user now that the drama is over can we focus on how good this album is gonna be

user fr the drought is officially over

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yourusername the love for my new album has been insane, thank you guys so much!! so many records broken just on the first day of the release and i couldn't have done it without you guys💙

now it is time to hibernate for a little bit and spend some much needed time off with my loved ones so this is a lil goodbye... for now!

see ya later

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user NO COME BACK

user gave us some lando content before dipping, thank u mother

user she took 'I know places we won't be found' to a whole different level because nobody can find out where theyre vacationing

user good!! they need some privacy after this messy drama

landonorris got you all to myself now

maxfewtrell gross yourusername perv

kellypiquet ❤️‍🩹 liked by yourusername

user but will we see you at the paddock next season🥹

yourusername ofc!! catch me rooting for my babyyy

user what a crazy era. hopefully well get some performances and lando supporting after this break

landonorris will be front row at every show user wag and rockstar's bf. try not to say parents challenge omg user can't wait for the content of them supporting each other at races and concerts ahhh

yourbff pls dont make me an auntie soon im too young

yourusername okay im officially logging off.

tags: @jayrami3 @whoselly @roseseraj @saturnbloom77@landowecanbewc

[orshii]

Did I cross the line?

➼Author: orshii

➼Pairing: Kim Hongjoong x female reader

➼Word count: 4 k

➼Summary: On Valentine's Day in Paris, a romantic trip with your boyfriend, takes a painful turn when unresolved feelings about his ex-girlfriend, who was once your best friend, resurface. Despite the love between you, the past threatens to tear you apart. Through heartfelt conversations, you confront your insecurities and reaffirm your commitment, realizing that to move forward, you must leave the past behind.

➼A/N: Well...here I am again with a Hongjoong drabble, and this little something was born because of Billie Eilish's new song. And it was completely inspired by it, so please please, listen to the song and pay attention to the lyrics so you will understand the story more. I just love it, it's such a beautiful song and I can't get it out of my mind...just as well Hongjoong haha...Anyway, I am not sure this is what I wanted, but this happened so enjoy! Byee...--also, sorry for any mistakes :'(... (divider)

Things fall apart, and time breaks your heart, but it also heals your soul, allowing you to feel like a normal human on this chaotic Earth. It's much harder when you're alone, but if you find someone who is always by your side and supports you unconditionally, you become unstoppable. Nothing can come your way when they are next to you and cheering for you on the side to chase your dreams. When you find the mate of your soul, you think nothing can stop you from now on.

Except... sometimes, despite everything, you grow farther apart because of a tiny reason, turning what was once promising into something that couldn’t bloom or burn with passion.

This is the reason why I am crying in a hotel room in Paris, the city of love on Valentine’s Day, with my heart broken into thousands of pieces. How ironic life can be. It's the day of love and I'm in the city of love, yet I never felt more disappointed in love ever. The broken pieces of my heart are cutting me from the inside, I want to scream from the pain, but I have never been quieter in my life, my voice got lost between the sharp pieces of my heart.

Our trip to the city of love started like a cliché straight from a romantic movie. We decided with my boyfriend, Hongjoong, that we were going to travel to Paris for a little break, as we both needed it, we were overwhelmed with work, and we barely saw each other. And Valentine's Day was a perfect excuse for both of us, to celebrate our love, that just started to bloom. Our relationship began six months ago, and it was a maze until we finally understood each other and found our way through the dark, complicated labyrinth of each other's hearts.

We wandered around the city with our hands interlaced, never letting go for even a minute. We felt locked together, forever. Throughout the day we visited a lot of museums and the typical sights of Paris, that being the Louvre and the Eiffel Tower. When the both of us were on top of the Eiffel Tower, the wind was so strong up there, that we could barely see the city down there. The air was chilly, as it was mid-winter. The clouds were gone, and the snow had already melted away, leaving behind only the cold.

I stared at Hongjoong, my hair in my face, giggling as he took pictures of me. The photos came out blurry but full of happiness. The sun that slowly approached its lowest spread an orange blanket over the city, lighting it with all shades of orange. I looked next to me, where Hongjoong was smiling. I saw him in slow-motion, as he was looking down at the orange city, the sun's beams lighting his beautifully shaped face, his jawline sharp, his cheekbones high, his eyes in the shape of a crescent moon as he was smiling. The wind blew very slightly on his brown hair alongside his elegant black clothes.

And his smile... that was why I fell in love with him so deeply that I couldn't escape. His smile was so perfect and wide, full of humanity, with sincerity that immediately caught me off-guard because I didn't believe in the fact, that perfect humans on this Earth existed. But as soon as I saw him, I knew it was just a lie, because with time every human being finds their perfect mate for their soul, no matter if someone sees them as imperfect. For you, they are always going to be perfect.

After coming down from the tower, we wanted to do one last thing: put a padlock on the famous bridge where people place padlocks to symbolize their love, as the saying goes, 'Lasts until forever'. And as it was Valentine's Day and we were in the city of love, to make it cheesier we bought a red padlock to put it on the bridge.

"So did you enjoy yourself today?" Hongjoong asked looking at me with his adoringly beautiful smile, as we were walking towards the bridge.

"This was the happiest day of my life Hongjoong." I looked at him with loving eyes, tears almost appearing in my eyes as I was very overwhelmed by the fact of how much I loved him. "Thank you."

"Come here, my little bun." He pulled me by my hand that was interlaced with his and hugged me strongly I felt like he might break my bones, as we were at the end of the bridge. He pecked the top of my head and slowly separated from me, leaving little distance between us, just to cup my face into his warm hand. Chills ran through my body as I felt his warm hand on my cold and red face, he immediately warmed me up with only one slight touch.

"I love to see you happy." He said his voice a little childish as he was saying it adorably. He tugged my hair behind my air. "I'm happy if you are too."

"You are too cheesy, what happened to you?" I looked at him suspiciously.

He chuckled at that. "You happened; I can't help it." He slowly leaned closer to me and slightly pecked my lips with his. Then he looked at me and smiled like I was the only human being on Earth.

"So, it's my fault?" I whispered onto his lips, that still hovered over mine.

"Yes, it is." His eyes were on my lips, as he whispered the words sweetly.

Then he closed the distance again between our lips and kissed me more passionately, putting his heart into the kiss, giving it to me so I could keep it safely in my imaginary safe made out of unbreakable metal, but sometimes that metal can get infected and it can crack and that hurts. As I kissed him back my lips slowly moving against his, the world was gone around us, and I did the same with my heart, giving it to him, so he could keep my heart wherever he wanted to. I hoped our hearts belonged to the other and no one else.

"Let's put that silly padlock on." He said as we separated from the kiss, caressing my cold cheeks.

I just nodded and took his hand to lead him through the bridge's middle.

"It's nice to be back in here." He said as we were looking around, observing the padlocks people already left there.

"Have you been here before?" I asked him surprised with a frown.

Suddenly his expression changed, as we stopped in the middle of the bridge, people around us walking and smiling, the sky had already gone dark, and only the street lights showed the way.

"Well…yes." He scratched the back of his head, averting my eyes.

"I didn't know, when?" He acted strange all of a sudden and I didn’t know why.

"Last year—with… Hana." He slowly looked up, to see my reaction.

I gulped and my heart started to race quickly as I heard her name. I really wanted to stay calm it wasn't the time to argue again as he knew it was an uncomfortable topic between us.

I nodded barely visible. "I see…" I looked down on my hands. "And did you like—were here?" My voice came out strange, it lost its power as I pointed at the padlocks.

"Y—yes," Hongjoong said noticing as my expression changed very quickly. He stepped closer to me to hold my hands. I just looked down at our hands and then at the padlocks. "But it was in the past and you know it, Y/N. I want to do this with you." He reached his hands towards my face, but before he could touch it, I stopped him.

"Well, I don't want to anymore." My voice came out serious, my face looked hurt and disappointed. I stepped back, putting distance between us.

"C'mon, Y/N. You can't be serious." He stepped closer to me and I stepped back again on that. He scoffed at that. "Why can't you put it all behind you? It was a long time ago."

"Because she's everywhere I go, Hongjoong, anything I do with you has to do something with her." Tears started to well up in my eyes.

"It's not, you just made it up here," He pointed at his temple."…because you can't get over it, Y/N." He seemed upset as his voice got more serious.

I scoffed at that in disbelief. "So, now you think I'm crazy?"

It is very unpredictable how everything can change from heaven to hell.

"No, you are not crazy, but you definitely can't let go of the past and be in the present…with me." Hongjoong said running his fingers through his brown short hair.

"What can I do, when all the time I see her face, everywhere." I lifted my arms helplessly. "In our daily life, in our home…in your eyes." One tear slowly escaped my left eye.

"When will you understand she is nothing to me now?" He stepped closer to me, disappointment showing on his face. "When will you understand you are my everything? That I love you and no one else." His voice got lower, weaker.

"I know that you love me, you don't need to remind me like it's an obligation." I looked at him already feeling so far away from him.

Hongjoong scoffed at that. "What are you talking about?"

"You always sound like you have to assure me you love me." I looked down at the ground, where our shadows melted into each other. I just wanted to hide from him. "I am sure you love me. But…it's just a feeling I can't shake."

"You have no idea what are you talking about. Can't you get that you are my fucking world Y/N?" I felt as he stared at me with deadly eyes, growing more furious.

Stressed, I ran my fingers through my hair, tears streaming down my face. "But you aren't mine," I barely said out loud, knowing he could hear me.

I couldn't see his expression as he stood there in silence for a moment.

"You think so?" he asked, his voice calmer.

I just nodded, unable to look up.

He chuckled and came closer to me, his breath close to my face. "So, let's make it fair, then. Shall we?" His voice was like a threat. Then he grabbed the padlock from my hand and threw it away into the water. I stared at him, my eyes wide in shock. "I wanted to make you happy, to do cheesy things like this. But if you can't understand, let's just stop."

"I never wanted to fight," I mumbled.

"But we always do, Y/N." He lifted his eyebrows as he looked at me, disappointed. "It wasn't like this before."

"What do you mean?" I asked him, confused.

"I mean, when we started, it was nice. We were happy, no arguing. But you kept looking into my past and everything changed." He looked into my eyes, tired of the arguments.

"Because she was always there in the back of my mind." I sniffled and wiped away a tear.

"She isn't now. But you can't see it." He shook his head slightly. 

"Honestly…I don't know if I can be with someone who can't let go of the past…" I snapped my head up at that, his face was nothing but serious without any emotions. My heart started to race more quickly than before.

"Hongjoong…" I stepped closer to him with regret on my face.

"No." Now he was the one who stepped back, and my heart started to crack. "I am tired of this, you have to let go of our past and be present completely, not only with half of your heart." He said those words like it was venom and it flew right into my lungs poisoning it so I couldn't breathe anymore.

"We will talk when you finally manage to do that." He put his hands into his pockets and just passed by me like we suddenly became two strangers, leaving me there on the bridge where we could've locked our love forever, he left me with a heart suddenly broken into millions of pieces.

Did I cross the line?

The thing is Hana was Hongjoong's ex-girlfriend and my best friend.

My best friend and Hongjoong got together three years ago and broke up last summer. And it wasn't particularly because of me, well I played a little part in that as well, but they just always argued about little annoying things and I was the one who reconciled them. I'm not sure when it happened, but the more I was hanging out with my best friend and her boyfriend the more I felt something wasn't right. I started to feel something towards Hongjoong and I knew it wasn’t right so I quickly buried it deep down into my soul, so no one would know it.

I watched them through these years when they were arguing and when they hated each other, but they always made up at the end of the day and everyone was happy.

Not until one day, Hongjoong found out Hana cheated on him. That day was a disaster because the more time I spent with Hongjoong, the closer I grew to him. I considered him a friend and liked him. I could talk about things with him, that I didn’t even tell my best friend. It was hard to take sides, to be honest, it was cruel of my best friend but at the same time she was my best friend and I needed to be by her side. She was crying on my shoulder even though she fucked all of this up. Slowly, Hongjoong walked out of our lives, and it didn't feel right for some reason. Not seeing him every day, not knowing what he was doing, made my heart ache for some reason and I was so confused.

Not until July.

We accidentally ended up at the same event connected to our work and started talking. We talked, but like we just met, like we didn't know each other before like Hana didn't even exist. I felt guilty of course but sometimes people have to be selfish, for their own sake. We had a deep connection with Hongjoong and I didn't want to let it go. I just couldn't.

From then on, we grew closer to each other, and got to know each other. And one night, Hana saw us, of course, I didn't tell her about Hongjoong, that we were talking. And of course, the universe loved us and Hana saw us exactly that summer night when Hongjoong kissed me for the first time. When he kissed me, I felt like I was finally complete, like I found the missing piece of my lost soul. But when I saw Hana's face, my soul immediately burnt into specks of dust.

Until then, all I could see was her face when he saw us, the hatred in her eyes, that I could understand. I haven't see her since then, but she lives in my head rent-free. I hated myself because this was the cruelest thing a best friend could do. But I stayed selfish and chose Hongjoong because he made me happy and made me feel alive.

And now I fucked up everything because I can't get through our past. What happened is happened, but when he touches me all I can think of is how she felt, I always compare myself to her.

As I was standing on the bridge and trying to somehow organize my thoughts, I just started to walk in the city that was full of couples and happy people. The city was alive, restaurants were open, and people were celebrating, and laughing together. Yet, I was there walking past them with my eyes crying out, slowly losing myself in the dark. When I passed by a lucky charm seller, the old lady beckoned me to go there. I frowned as I slowly approached her.

"My daughter, you look sad, did somebody break your heart?" She asked me putting his hands on my shoulders.

I nodded tears appearing in my eyes again. "But… it was my fault…so I deserve it." My voice came out weak.

"No one deserves a broken heart, sweet girl." She slowly wiped off my tears. "These lucky charms will tell you what to do, I am sure." She pointed at the little papers with green trefoils on them.

I just shrugged, I didn't believe in these things, but at least I could make someone happy by buying one. I chose one randomly and paid for it, thanking the lady.

"And don’t forget, sometimes before loving someone else, we have to learn how to love and how to receive it." She smiled at me and let me keep going.

I put the lucky charm in my pocket, not even bothering to read it, and walked forward without any destination. All I could think about was Hongjoong and how much I fucked up. It was a perfect day…why did I have to fuck it up? As I walked next to the river my palm was itching in my pocket so I stopped to read the paper. I slowly opened the decorated paper.

"I fell in love with you because you loved me when I couldn't love myself.

 And then you realize it was all real."

I read the lines with my heart slowly warming up and pumping quicker. I never believed in things like these, but these lines hit me hard in the chest just so I could realize how stupid I was, how stupid I was to think Hongjoong didn't love me. I mentally face-palmed myself and tried to stop myself from jumping straight into the cold river and turned around just to run back to our hotel, hoping Hongjoong was going to be there.

Hongjoong wasn't there and he will never come back. He will never come back, because I made myself believe he had anything to do with Hana and that he always compared me to her. But the truth is I compared myself to her and it made my brain a fool, so I believed every cruel thing it whispered to me.

I collapsed on the bed, hugged myself and here I was, crying my soul out with a broken heart, on Valentine's Day, in the city of love.

Hours or just minutes passed by, and I lost track of time when I heard the door closing. I opened my eyes quickly; I was facing the door to our room laying on my right side. Hongjoong slowly stepped inside and took off his winter coat his eyes on me the whole time. I couldn't tell what was he thinking.

I sat up as he approached me and sat on the bed, just to cup my cried-out face into his, now cold, hands.

He leaned his forehead against mine as he whispered. "Oh, my little bun. You make my heart break, seeing you like this."

Probably I looked like hell, my eyes red, my cheeks puffy, my make-up smashed from crying. 

I slowly held his wrists that cupped my face. "Hongjoong I—" Tears found their way out again; I didn't understand how I hadn't dried out by now. I started to sob.

"I'm sorry, my love, I shouldn't have talked to you like that." He hugged me, his fingers running through my hair, trying to calm me down.

I slowly lifted my head from his chest. "No, you were right, Hongjoong." Words could finally leave my mouth. "I was living in the past, that hurt me, but at the same time healed me…you healed me. I was so broken, but you managed to glue together the pieces of me. But this Hana thing just hunted me and I couldn't run away it’s like she cursed me just so I could feel his revenge." I looked down at my hands sniffing.

Then I looked into his eyes and the mate of my soul looked at me like I was the most vulnerable creature on Earth. And that was the moment I got reassured about everything.

"I'm so sorry for making you feel like it was all your fault when it was just my fucked-up mind. You are my everything Hongjoong, and I couldn't spend even a minute without you in my life. Please, don't leave me…" My tears flew down my cheeks endlessly.

He sighed and slowly reached for my hands, holding them like a treasure. "You are a fool if you think it is an obligation for me to say I love you. I say it because I mean it with all my heart, and to let you know that Hana is in the past you know I never really loved her. Not like I love you. You are my partner in life, my future and I never want to let you go." He wiped my tears away as his eyes watered and a little teardrop escaped his eye. I immediately wiped it away, not wanting to see him cry because of me. Ever.

"I love you so-so much!" I whispered weakly as I cupped his face.

"I love you endlessly, bun." He smiled at me adoringly, his smile that cured everything inside me and his lips on mine that slowly put the broken pieces of my heart into its place, my heart being whole again, in one piece, just so I could give it to him, into his hands to do whatever he wanted to it, because I just belonged to him and he belonged to me.

He kissed me slowly, like never before, his soft lips moving along mine leaving a sweet taste behind. I slowly crawled into his lap, straddling his thighs. His hands found their place on my waist like they belonged there and squeezed it like he never wanted to let me go. Our kiss got more hotter as I parted my lips letting his tongue inside, discovering every hidden place of my mouth, like he wanted to taste every inch of me. My hands crawled into his hair squeezing it as a moan left his mouth. His hands slowly got their way under my clothes, running his fingers up and down my back, like he couldn't get enough of me.

"You are so beautiful, Y/N." He whispered onto my lips between hot kisses. He looked at me like he couldn't believe his eyes. "You are my beautiful girl." His lips traced over mine as he firmly bit my lower lip.

I chuckled at that, as he quickly flipped us over and he hovered above me, supporting himself with his hands on both sides of my head and he just looked at me. I got impatient and quickly lifted my head so I could kiss him, but he pushed me back to the bed and kissed me harshly, my body felt hot, and I felt like I could burn alive.

Everywhere he touched me burned my skin down to my bones. But I didn’t care because I knew he was the love of my life, that one person who was always beside me and supported me no matter what. The past needs to be locked in the past and the present needs to be lived just so I can build a strong future alongside the emotions I feel, alongside Hongjoong, now, on Valentine's Day and in the city of love, Paris.

[dotster001]

I saw requests open and was maybe kinda sorta wondering if I could request Malleus, Lilia, Leona, Vil and Kalim with a reaaaaaally cynical s/o 👉🏼👈🏼 you don't have to if you don't wanna man this is so embarrassing

A/N: congrats! This is the first request I've done after my concussion! 😂 the fact that I made it exactly halfway through the event.... Anyways, hopefully this is what you're looking for

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He's like you sometimes. Every time there's an event he doesn't get invited to, he always feels like he knew it was coming.

But then you came into his life, and the world seemed a little bit brighter! Someone cares about him! Someone loves him!

He doesn't really understand why he doesn't have the same effect on you. He might even pout about it to Lilia, and Lilia will explain to him that all people are different. You know he loves you, even if it doesn't make you less cynical. You wouldn't be "wasting your time" otherwise.

As wise as he is in Malleus' section….the man has loved a long life, and wants you to see the upside of things from time to time.

If he has to do that through delightful pranks and hijinks, then so be it. If he has to drag you all over town, he will. If he has to dedicate a song to you at the music club, and then say "this one's for you, babe" before smashing his guitar while Cater and Kalim try to stop him, then it's gonna happen.

Eventually even the most cynical of people is going to start to see things a little bit from Lilia's point of view. Just be prepared, every time you let a smile or optimistic thought loose, he's going to pinch your sides, and kiss the tip of your nose, and laugh with glee. There is no escape.

Ha ha, same.

He feels so vindicated that his lover is just as dead inside cynical as he is. Now he has someone on his side. Someone to back him up. He can just sit back and watch as you explain to his sunshiney brother why his idea is stupid.

The only time he'll be bothered is if you ever say something like, "the odds of us staying together forever are really low." How. Dare. You. You are his perfect match, his mate. You'll be together forever, or so help him, he'll flop on top of you and never let you move again.

You're a lot like him. A realist. He likes to stand in front of Epel with you, both of your arms crossed like angry parents. It makes him feel powerful.

That said, sometimes you are cynical about a new look he has to model, and it's not fun when it happens to him.

Those are the only fights you two have in the relationship. About looks he is modeling. Which is really amusing to everyone on the outside, but not so amusing to Vil.

This is the man who lived with Jamil his whole life and never once thought, "hey, this guy is very angry all the time". He doesn't even notice your cynicism.

People try to point it out, and he releases that pretty laugh of his, and says, "haha, Y/N's just like that. Are they so silly?"

Boy is snuggly like an affectionate cat, and anything not super positive goes in one ear out the other. He means well, but being the hyper optimist he is, he only sees you surrounded by glitter and flowers and sunshine.

[concreteangel92]

Reuploaded!!

The original post wasn’t showing up in any of the tags, didn’t matter what I did so here we are again 🤣 sorry if it’s confusing anyone who had already liked it haha that one has now been deleted.

This one actually feels very personal for me, due to two abusive relationships, and my last one in particular, I’ve struggled to even have men near me in the last 3 years, let alone anything else, so this was very therapeutic for me to write so thank you haha and I hope you enjoy it 🖤

Noah Sebastian x female reader

18+

Warnings: smut, mention of abusive relationships and talks of trauma and PTSD but nothing graphic

The day had finally come, you’d married the love of your life and your soul mate.

The wedding had been perfect, you felt like a queen in your dress, all of your closest friends and family had been there to celebrate your day with you and nothing had gone wrong.

You were now in the bedroom of your shared apartment with Noah, however the butterflies you had in your stomach were now starting to feel like a heard of elephants stomping around.

You and Noah had been together a while now, but you’d never actually slept together. Most is fooled around and even that took time for you to feel comfortable enough to do it.

Unfortunately due to your past relationship which had been mentally and emotionally abusive, it had left you with too much trauma to be able to be physical with Noah, you just couldn’t allow someone to be that close to you anymore.

You felt so stupid most days, like it’s just Noah, you love him and he loves you, being with him should be something you jumped at but sadly every time you tried, you started to feel suffocated and claustrophobic and had to stop before you had a bad panic attack.

Noah fully knew your past and what this guy had done to you and was so understanding, he never pushed you to do anything, and when you did go slightly further then he always let you be in control, if you said stop then it stopped instantly.

You’d made the decision to wait until your wedding night to finally be fully intimate with him, something Noah was so respectful of.

And here you both were, still wearing your dress and suit and ready to spend the night together.

You’d be lying however if you said that you weren’t absolutely terrified, something Noah could clearly see.

“We don’t have to do anything tonight you know, if you’re not ready?”

You shook your head.

“No I am ready, I really want to…I’m just…scared”

Noah gave you a small smile and came and knelt down in front of you where you sat on the end of the bed and took your hands in his.

“Can you tell me what you’re frightened of?”

His voice was so gentle it made your heart swell. You took a moment to compose your thoughts.

“I guess it’s because, to be that close to someone again, means that it’s real…and then it hurts more when you’re gone”

“When I’m gone?”

You nodded slowly.

“Yeah it’s silly but after…him…I knew I could never go through that kind of heartache again…obviously at the time I saw my whole future with him and then it was ripped away from me and I…I just lost who I was completely after everything he did…until I met you. And I love you so much, I honestly do and I want to be with you so badly but yeah….I’m just scared that being intimate with you will make it harder if you suddenly didn’t want to be with me again”

Noah’s eyes softened and he raised your hands to give you a kiss on the back of it.

“I’m not going anywhere Y/N. You’re stuck with me now forever”

He showed his ring on his finger as he laughed lightly.

“You are the most beautiful, kind and funniest person I have ever met, you’re my best friend and I can’t wait for us to grow old together. If you want to wait then we will wait but if not, then I promise you are in complete control and we can go as slow or as fast as you want”

You smiled as you felt a couple tears fall from your eyes which Noah wiped away instantly.

“Can you…help me take off my dress?”

“Of course”

You stood up and turned around so Noah could unzip your dress from the back, you felt his fingers gently running along your skin as he went causing a small shiver to run up your spine.

Noah started to pull the dress away from your shoulders and you felt his lips ghosting over your skin as he did.

You felt your dress fall the floor and it pooled around your feet. Now although you were nervous, you had made sure you had a nice black lace underwear set on under your dress, just as a little surprise for Noah, so when you stepped out and then turned around, Noah’s eyes instantly went wide as he took in your appearance.

“Fuck me”

You giggled “isn’t that the point?”

Noah moved closer to you and lent down so he could press his lips onto yours.

“Do you want to get more comfortable on the bed?”

You nodded but started to help him slip his jacket and tie off. “Doesn’t feel right me being the only one half dressed”

Noah threw his jacket off to side and left his shirt unbuttoned so you could see all of the tattoos on his neck and chest, you smiled and slipped that off his shoulders before grabbing his hand and leading him to the side of the bed.

Once you were both comfortable, Noah lent in and started to kiss you. It was soft and gentle at first, no rush or sense of urgency, just simply enjoying the moment. You relaxed back onto the pillows and Noah settled down beside you, the warmth of his skin feeling comforting on yours and he slipped one hand behind you to cradle your neck while his other ran up and down your arm lightly.

The kiss soon started to become more passionate and Noah detached his lips from yours and started to kiss along your jaw and then onto your neck, your head moving to the side automatically for him.

Noah’s hand then played with the straps of the bra you were wearing as he kissed along your collarbones.

“Can I take this off?”

You whispered out the word yes and you arched your back up so Noah could reach round and undo the clasp and he pulled it away from your body.

You resisted the urge to bring your arms up and instead, kept one around his chest and the other lying on the sheets, your fingers tapping absently as you relaxed your muscles down.

Noah then lent down and flicked his tongue over one of your nipples before he sucked it into his mouth, his other hand coming up to help simulate your other breast. You could feel the ache forming into between your legs as Noah continued and switched his hand and mouth over.

You raised one of your knees up so your leg was bent and your hand ran through his soft hair which was tickling your skin.

Noah sensing that you were starting to need more, very slowly ran his fingers along your stomach and stopped when he reached your underwear, he lifted his head up so he could look into your eyes.

“May I?”

You nodded but Noah wanted more than that.

“I’ll need your words angel, I don’t want to misunderstand anything tonight”

You smiled and gave him your verbal consent, Noah sat back slightly and hooked his fingers into your underwear and he pulled them down and off your legs and discarded them next to the bed.

Seeing you all laid out and bare for him caused to stare at you as if you were the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen. His intense gaze definitely caused your cheeks to go warm and you felt your knees closing together, to which Noah placed his hands on them and stopped you from doing so.

“Please don’t hide from me, you’re so fucking beautiful Y/N, I can’t believe how lucky I am to have you”

“I’m definitely the lucky one”

Noah smiled and ran his fingers very slowly over your thighs but not going too close.

“Tell me what you want angel?”

The blush became even more prominent.

“Can you use your fingers and…eat me out please?”

Although you had done this with him before, this felt like the most intimate moment of your life, it was so different to anything you both had done before.

“I thought you’d never ask”

Noah settled himself in between your legs and placed soft kisses along your inner thigh while his other hand started to move up onto your hip.

You could feel your body becoming warmer as you moved your hips up to try and meet him.

Noah ran his tongue up your thigh once more and then he moved his head so he could then press his tongue onto your folds and licked your entrance slowly but firmly, causing you to let out a low moan of relief.

Your thighs started to close in slightly around Noah’s head as he continued to eat you out, it was passionate and it was almost like he wanted to saver every last second. That was the one thing about your husband, he loved making you feel amazing.

Noah moved his mouth up and you felt him run his fingers down until he slipped one in, the stretch of his fingers alone always felt amazing to you, you could only imagine what was coming.

“That feels really nice”

Noah hummed into your core as he found a steady rhythm with his hand while his continued to use his tongue on your clit, the pressure in your stomach was getting stronger, your body was starting to move on it’s on accord, your back arching off the bed and your hands held onto the back of his head and his hair, not being able to resist running your fingers through it.

But you knew you needed more, you wanted more.

“Noah…”

Noah instantly stopped what he was doing and lifted his head up, looking almost worried that he’d done something wrong.

“Are you ok? Do you want me to stop?”

You shook your head.

“No, I need you now please, I don’t want to wait anymore”

Noah gave you one last kiss and slipped his fingers out, the sound of how wet you were reaching your ears. Noah quickly took off the rest of his clothes and you saw how hard he’d become already.

Noah stayed between your legs and slide himself up so he was hovering over you, his chain swinging above your chest as he did.

You reached up one of your hands to his face and brought him down for a kiss while he lined himself up.

“Are you absolutely sure about this?”

You smiled and let out a small giggle before you responded with “yes I’m ready…so can you please fuck me now?”

Noah’s smile instantly hit his eyes as his head fell into your neck as he laughed.

“That I can do Mrs Davis”

Leaning down to kiss you again, you felt him start to push himself inside you. You felt an instant burn as he stretched you out, it had been a long time since you’d had anything bigger than his fingers inside but it felt wonderful.

You closed your eyes and groaned into his neck as you felt him slide in fully, Noah himself not being able to control his own moans.

“Oh my…you feel more incredible then I ever could have imagined”

Noah kept his arms caged around your head and shoulders and he started to move his hips, the feeling of being so full and turned on was almost too much.

The emotions you felt were borderline overwhelming, you felt so loved and safe and you knew that Noah had you.

You brought your legs up to wrap around his hips as he moved faster, a layer of sweat was forming over both your bodies and you tried to move you hips with him, starting to feel desperate for a release but at the same time, you never wanted this moment to end.

“Shit, it’s like you were made for me…you’re so fucking perfect” his praise caused you to clench around him more causing his hips to jolt slightly as he groaned into your neck.

“Do you like when I praise you baby? Because you’re doing so good for me right now, my perfect wife”

You felt the tears hot in the corners of your eyes, it was everything you dreamed of and more, you felt your high starting to build, your stomach muscles were becoming tense and you felt the need to try and move your hips against him.

“Noah…please…I need…”

Your words got lost in your throat as Noah thrusted his hips harder, he knew exactly what you needed.

“You want to cum for me angel?”

You gripped your hands onto his back, no doubt leaving nail marks in the process.

“Yes!”

Noah pulled his body away ever so slightly and reached his hand down to start rubbing hard, fast circles on your clit, not once breaking the movements of his hips slamming into yours.

“Come on angel, cum for me, I want to feel all of you”

You felt your stomach twist tightly until you felt a snap and your orgasm washed over you, your body shaking and arching up into Noah’s as your head fell back onto the pillow with a cry. Noah thrusted hard into you a few more times before you felt him empty himself inside you and his body weight came down onto yours.

You tried to catch your breath as Noah kept his face resting in the crook of your neck, his breath hot on your skin. Noah didn’t pull out and you kept your legs loosely hooked around his waist, not wanting to feel empty just yet, you needed him to stay.

Once he brought his head up, he stared into your eyes lovingly.

“Are you ok?”

You smiled a very content smile and nodded back, feeling another tear slide down your cheek.

“Yes, that was amazing, I felt so good. Thank you for waiting for me”

Noah brought his hand up to your face to gently caress your cheek and gave you a soft, tender kiss.

“I would wait forever for you angel”

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

#𝗚!𝗠𝗠!𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗘.

𖤍 uramichi giving his pretty gf a creampie <33

cw. fem! reader, established relationship, cumming inside (use condoms irl!!), creampie, strength kink, rough sex, mating press, clit stimulation, cervical stimulation, squirting, big cock & overstimulation.

lati. have this while i finish up my other bigger wips lmao,,

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You love it when your boyfriend fucks you stupid, trapping you underneath his well-built body until he can't possibly cum anymore. He's always fucking you like his life depends on it, but you like it when he fucks your cunt so messily n sloppily. Always needing Uramichi to bend you over the nearest surface bc all you can really think about is how nice and good his dick feels inside your pussy. Your fingers could never compare to his twiddling with your swollen clit until you're creaming around his fat cock.

Uramichi's strong enough to fold you in half, effectively trapping you in a mating press that will surely leave you in a fucked-out state. It's always been a favorite of his, but who could blame him? His pretty girlfriend happily letting him use her pussy, wet insides rapidly fluttering and taking everything he has to give despite the overstimulation just gets him so hot and bothered. So he can't help it when he gets so lost in the pleasure of your gummy pussy that he forgets he isn't wearing a condom.

"IーfuckーI forgot to buy condomsーsh-shit, quit squeezing..!" Rasping like his lungs are about to give out, Uramichi grinds down into your pussy, thick cockhead nearly kissing your cervix with each roll of his hips.

The muscles in your legs burn, aching to rest, but you just feel so, so good. Even if the lack of circulation in your limbs has made them long since go numb, you really don't want Uramichi to stop fucking you. You want to think of nothing but the unending good coursing through your veins, wanting it to continue forever even if your legs hurt like hell.

"S'okay... y.. you can cum inside..!" You don't know what possessed you to say that, you know what'll happen if he cums inside. But the risk of it is tantalizing enough to make you forget all of your reasoning and clarity. "So.. make sure to cum inside a loー"

You aren't given a second to breathe, much less hold in your lewd moans as Uramichi pounds down into you faster, harder, leaving you a shaking mess barely clinging onto him. Each of his vigorous thrusts pushes his cock further inside your plush walls, heavy balls smacking against your puffy folds as he rasps and groans like a man starved.

"Shit, s'so fuckin' tight.. so damn good.." His nibs and wetly sucks at your neck without thought as though it's the only thing he knows, "Fuck, it's—I'm--!"

It's odd, the sensation of your pussy being filled with thick spurts of Uramichi's release, but you can't deny that it feels good. Your mind feels like mush, vision blurry as you cum around his length. Choked sobs and weak whimpers of his name are the only noises you can make, the overwhelming good rendering you stupid.

Your stomach now feels warm, fuller than you ever felt before. It's a nice feeling, having Uramichi's thick cum spilt inside your pussy, even if you're risking getting knocked up. You decide that you'd like him to cum inside again.

Wheezing, you rapidly blink away the fat tears filling your eyes and attempt to flex your toes, and heave a sigh when the digits give a weak twitch. Good, your legs are at least still somewhat functional.

"Hey.. you okay?" A soft kiss is pressed against your jaw, and your boyfriend's handsome visage is gazing down at you fondly, as though he hadn't just fucked you senseless moments before.

"Yeah," you release air that you didn't even know you were holding in. He smiles fondly and nods, before collapsing his forehead against your collarbone. He breathes in your scent, basking in the passing moment of your togetherness. Your legs are numb now, but you don't care, not right now.

" 'Michi?"

"Hm?" He shifts against your neck, listening in his dazed state.

"Can you cum inside me again?♡"

© latimeriafellfromheaven

[danikamariewrites]

Can I ask for bratty reader x Azriel

Where the reader has awalys been told no one would put up with her attitude and here comes Azriel.....👑full princess treatment👑

Attitude

Azriel x reader

A/n: I love writing stuff like this for Az. I need him so bad omg it's unreal.

I've been a little self conscious lately that some of my stuff has been too long, is this too long for a fic like this?

Warnings: brat!reader

After so many short lived relationships you felt like you’d never meet the male you’d spend the rest of your life with

None of them could give you what you want in life

You weren't really asking for much, just to have attention 24/7 and be taken care of and not have to work for the rest of your immortal life

A few days after your boyfriend broke up with you, you found yourself mopping at the bar at one of Velaris' expensive restaurants

When he broke up with you he yelled at you saying no one would ever put up with your wants or your attitude

You felt a presence next to you. You didn't really want to look at him, not in the mood to flirt but you felt something light and happy humming in your chest. Maybe it was the alcohol even though this was your first drink

You gave in and looked up at the male, mother he was so tall even sitting. and those wings were so mesmerizing

He felt you looking at him and his eyes finally meet your eyes

As he sipped on his drink he choked, clutching at his chest

"Hi," he said breathlessly. "Hey," you say back with a smile tugging at your lips

You and Azriel got to talking but neither of you said anything about the mating bond that night

After months of dating the two of you finally plucked up the courage to say something

You were so happy, you finally found the person you are going to be with for the rest of your life!

Then you felt anxiety when Azriel started speaking again, "I love you y/n, and I want us to be honest with each other. I feel like you've been hiding something from me, princess. Please tell me what it is."

You had held back from being a total brat and asking for everything from Azriel out of fear of losing him. But now that he's asking you want to come clean. Especially if he'll be stuck with you forever

You told him about all your ex's and what you want. When you were done Azriel's face seemed unreadable. You felt like you were on the verge of tears

Azriel wrapped a comforting arm around you whispering, "Princess, all I want is to take care of you." "Are you sure?" your lip wobbles and he quickly kisses it, reassuring and soft

Azriel always makes sure you have time together

In the morning you always eat breakfast together and he makes sure to add extra cuddle time in bed

At night dinner is always iffy if he has a lot of work to do but you always make sure he unwinds with you at the end of the night

Az gives you the princess treatment you deserve

He makes sure you never have to work like you want, he pays for everything

He always says yes to whatever you want to buy so you are absolutely spoiled rotten

Az leaves little notes around the house for you when he's away so you're never without his words of love

When he comes home from missions Az awlays takes you out to a fancy dinner (he likes to take you to the restaraunt you met at and buys the most expensive bottle of wine each time)

when you are a brat some of the things you do are roll your eyes, stomp, give Azriel major attitude, and whine

"But Azzy why not?" "Fine. I'll just do it myself, even though I don't want to." "Attention please. Now." "Azzy do you have to work?" "Am I not important enough?" "Hey shadow boy! Stop that."

To cool your attitude Azriel holds your face with his hand and gives you a stern look that says 'knock it off or you get nothing'

You immediately look at him with heart eyes just becuase he's looking at you and touching you

you never ignore him or give him the silent treatment or yell (you two never yell at each other). that feels too mean especially because of his past

You make sure to take care of Az too. He's been neglected most of his life and you want to make sure he knows you love him with your whole heart

[watchingblsnowandforever]

Hello!!!

Welcome back! =D

Part 2

Warning: long, long post (also a part 2 but I think y'all are used to it by now-) 😊😅

MattMick!! Also, Beer looking between them like that and Q and Toey peeking from behind cracked me up hehe

Also, does that mean Beer is single? Wait, maybe he's aroace. That'd be really cool.

I did see some hints of a throuple of him and MattMick, but I'm happy with either option.

SO CUTE 🥺🫶🏼

Poor QToey 😭

Their romantic moment got rained on so hard-

Exhibit: Here you can see three males from the species Homo sexuals. Two of them are already mated, and the third is in the courting process. We think the other male is interested too.

Oh- But I thought- oh, this makes sense actually. So the others know. I mean not really surprising when you think about it, to be honest.

With his unprecedented levels of obliviousness? Yeah, no, I get where you're coming from, Chain.

That's your biggest concern about getting a penguin?? 😭😭

Why does Peem look like the exasperated mom friend of the group 😭

After all the tiny crumbs of the past *checks notes* 8262 eps, this is a lot of progress.

HANDS. (I will never stop screaming about hands.)

Cuteee

Peem, babe, he hardly ever goes to class anyways. He's too busy following you around like a puppy.

Me, who holds handholding above everything else (yes, even sex): *DEEP BREATHS THROUGH THE NOSE* I'm fine. *SMOKE COMING OUT OF EARS* Totally fine.

Nothing to say, just a really good shot. (Also, Phuwin's exasperated smile seemed too real and then I learned Pond improvised that scene and yeah, that explains it)

ChainPun: only two people with matching pillow cases

QToey: missing (me?) [Sorry I couldn't resist 😭]

TanFang: peacefully asleep

PhumPeem: chronic insomnia, aggravated by Tan's snores

Matt: cuddling Mick

Beer: dreaming of him and his friends and their boyfriends all graduating with good grades

ChainPun. <33

Let me wrap this moment in my memory forever. (I tried to adjust the lighting a bit but it didn't really work out 😭)

AJSSHUJKJ!!!!! THEY GIVE ME TWO MAKE OUT SESSIONS WITHIN THE SPAN OF LIKE 4 MINUTES AND EXPECT ME TO BE SANE ABOUT IT???

No.

Look, we all expected this. I even said on record I wouldn't survive. And all that mental Muay Thai still didn't prepare me for this.

Till now, I have watched 60 BLs, give or take, so I've seen a lot of NC scenes. Compared to some of them, this is very PG-13, but this one really got me, like very few sex scenes have managed to. The intimacy, the palpable love, want. It all came together so beautifully in this scene.

Them saying 'I love you' during sex is canon! Yay! I knew it in my guts (wrote a fic about it) but feels so good to be right in canon hehe.

"I love you too, now kiss me again."

HANDS!!!! (It's canon now, they hold hands during sex, and so I can freely write a fic about it. Not that something not being canon ever stopped me but yeah.)

Fang: my brother is in safe hands. 😌

Also, love how Peem didn't hesitate to at the chance to kick both brothers and make it a streak 😭��🏼

Honestly though, this scene shows that Peem is going to go to very long lengths to make sure Phum is okay, even kicking his own brother (which assures me that Peem maybe wouldn't hesitate that much to sucker punch their dad either, which is important information to have for possible future fics.)

How can one man be so goddamn cute??

The whimpering puppy noises- 😭

Cakes are so hard to bake, for real. This one is so cute though 😭😭🫶🏼

Puppy Phum- honestly is anyone surprised? No? Thought so.

This smile-

It holds so much happiness and the brunt of so many years of trauma. It's so beautiful. I'm probably gonna rewatch the heck out of this scene.

I end Part 1 here, Part 2 will be out (hopefully) soon!

If you got this far, thank you so much for reading! 😊 (All mistakes are mine, but in my defense, I literally fell asleep while writing this.)

Here, have a pie (of your favourite flavour) 🥧

[readychilledwine]

another fic idea for you, my queen, if you would like to write it into existence. instead of thesan publicly having a male lover, he has a peregryn female who is his “beard”. like he tells everyone she’s his lover when he definitely doesn’t swing that way. let’s pretend everyone believes him 🫢 and their agreement is actually a bargain that she can’t break with the stipulation being that the bargain is fulfilled once she finds her mate. her bargain tattoo is super visible like up her neck (or on her face, but like tastefully of course) during the high lord meeting, azriel has a love at first sight moment (he’s obsessed but the mating bond hasn’t snapped) and he is once again thwarted by Rhys who tells him to stay away to prevent war with dawn court. azriel still secretly meets with the peregryn who 100% returns his affections bc she’s not ACTUALLY with thesan. but then they’re somehow caught red handed. shit hits the fan because keeping up with appearances, thesan is literally about to throw it down with the night court for stealing his girl. He’s actively beating up azriel (who is letting him bc angst 🤷🏽‍♀️) with the peregryn screaming at him to stop when the bond snaps and her very visible bargain tattoo fades away (dramatically like with gold shimmers or something bc it’s dawn court LOL) and it’s happily ever afters all around. (I hope you don’t mind me sending you these fully fleshed out ideas bc I can’t write worth a damn but I know you would do them justice 🫡)

Love and 1000 other Lies

Summary - Aurora has held her place with pride and joy aince accepting Thesan and Bastian’s idea and becoming their coverup. But a certain shadowsinger seems to have other plans for her and her future

Warnings - implied smut, swearing, threats, mentions of war, time jump transitions, sappy Azriel

A/n- after my final edit and run through, this is just shy of 5.7k words. I fixed some grammar errors, changed out some wording, and turned this into a full on love child. I hope you all enjoy her as much as I enjoyed the long process of writing her, perfecting her, and editing her. I used a new writing method, so I do apologize for weird cuts and flow if there is any 💜

"Ew," Thesan joked quietly as his fake lover went to hold his hand, lacing their fingers together. "You need better hand cream."

She shot him an insulted look, eyes darting between her best friend and his actual lover. "I use the hand cream you two bought me. It's not my fault you didn't drop warrior from my title when you decided on our… arrangement." 

Thesan nodded to the guards, he offered his "wife" his arm, holding her a little closer as they entered the room a few high lords had already entered with their parties. To the outside world, it was Thesan and Aurora the High Lord and Lady of Dawn who were very much in love. On the inside they were best friends, and had been forever. Thesan loved her like a sister he had never been blessed with, and she loved him, and his mate, like the brothers she had always wanted. 

75 years ago, when they had asked her to publicly marry Thesan to protect him from Amarantha's claws, she had not hesitated to say yes. She had not hesitated when it came to the bargain either. Was she thrilled when morning glories began to appear on her neck, wrapping her ear like the vines they grew from, and appearing on the right side of her face? No. Thesan had not been either, but could they change it? No. Now though, it was just part of her. It was a piece of who was and would be until she found her mate and presented him to Thesan.

He escorted her to her chair, kissing the top of her hand gently before taking his place. His own mate stood behind both of them, keeping the outward appearance as their selected guard. Bastain loved Thesan dearly, and he had been the one to come up with the plan of using Aurora as their cover. He never once was jealous until they were trapped under the mountain, and playing an occasional role became a daily struggle between the three of them. Mainly due to the common room inspections they were forced to endure. Thesan and Ro were forced to take their marriage to levels they had not expected nor wanted. Levels they had promised each other wouldn't be crossed. 

The three of them watched each party enter, every High Lord coming to greet the Peregryn female to compliment the beauty of their home and Palace. Aurora smiled at each compliment, thanking them and holding their wife’s or female guest’s hands as she played her role. The gentle home maker, the skilled combat healer, the soft soul who had somehow captured the heart of Pryithian’s most elusive High Lord. 

Kal and Viv were particularly taken with the pond that centered the room. The lord of Winter had always wanted to incorporate more of the land into the building Amarantha had destroyed where he formerly hosted meetings and gatherings with outside courts. “I just do not understand how you manage such things,” he turned to Aurora. “Thesan, I may steal your wife for a few weeks. My court could use such talented eyes.”

Aurora smiled at him as they took their seats and she sat back on her own, straightening her dress before putting her hand back on Thesan’s muscled inner forearm. 

Bas leaned into his husband's side, "I can't wait to remind her she has the taste of an Illyrian Brute when we are all alone." Thesan covered his mouth, eyes sparkling. “I designed that for you, you harlot. You did do a lovely job with the stone, plant, and fish selection though.”

Aurora whispered back, a soft smile hiding the small and playful pissing contest between her and Bas. ”You realize that is much more important than the design of a stone pool, right? I am literally the one who made it worth looking at.”

“She is not wrong, Bas. She did a lot of the-” Thesan paused. "The Night Court is here."

Aurora rolled her eyes, a headache already starting at the thought of seeing Rhysand again. "Do I really have to be here?"

"Yes," the males both said quietly. 

Bas handed her a wine glass over her shoulder. "No one said you cannot drink through this though, my lady." She took the wine happily. 

"Thank you, General." 

"Of course, my lady." He replied playfully. "Must Rhysand always make everything an ostentatious fashion show?"

Aurora almost spit her wine out, gripping Thesan's hand a little tighter. The High Lord hid his own laughter by clearing his throat. "Composure, 'Rora," he hissed under his breath. "Azriel is extra scrumptious today, though. The Mother took her time on that one."

Bas hummed in agreement. "I heard he plays both sides of the field." 

Thesan raised his brows in excitement. His urge to gossip came forward as his eyes began to sparkle. "Oh do tell."

"Later." Thesan noted Azriel's eyes on his "wife" the whole meeting.

It wasn't that he could blame the male, Aurora was stunning, especially for fae standards. Gorgeous silky chocolate hair, plump full lips, a button nose, and beautiful curves that sat on her muscled frame perfectly. Her dress accented her hourglass figure. Had he enjoyed the company of females, he would have courted her, possibly married her for real. It was her mind that intrigued Thesan most. She was intelligent, witty, funny. SHe held herself to high standards and performed at that standard whenever it was asked of her. There was also her selflessness. Her willingness to place a target on her own back to protect him, to protect Bastian, to protect their court. Aurora was as beautiful inside as she was outside, a true sparkling rare gem of his court that he could have used for so much more than a fake marriage.

He placed a hand possessively on her thigh as she focused on her quiet discussion with a kneeled down Bastian. Thesan shot Azriel a look of warning as he caught the shadowsinger staring at her again. "Rhysand, tell your family to keep their eyes off taken females." 

Despite the marriage being fake, Thesan knew two things. The first was he had to keep the act of a protective territorial male up. The second was he would never yield her to the hands of the Night Court. He would never yield any of his fae to the Night Court. Not after years of Rhysand’s constant humiliation. His constant attacks. Not after what he had done to the barely healed wings of his wife.

The High Lord of Night knitted his brows together before turning to Azriel and following his gaze to where Bastian and Aurora were whispering Hybern's battle plans Tamlin had just presented. “I apologize, Thesan. She is just as radiant today as rumors and gossip makes her out to be. Forgive Azriel. Please. It is both rare to see a female with wings, and one in such a high position of power among the Illyrians.”

Aurora paused, feeling the room's eyes on her. She made confused eye contact with Viv who simply pointed to the Night Court as she and Kal too had picked up on the stares from the Spymaster. "Did I miss something, love?"

Thesan gently pulled your hand to his. "Nothing, dove. Just a male not keeping his gaze where it belongs." He kissed her hand gently. "Thoughts on those papers?"

Aurora handed them back to Bas with a sigh. "Our air legion would not be enough, nor would the Illyrian Armies. If they truly have those numbers, we will need to work closely with the Night Court and their general. The bigger concern is their Naval fleet. I would have never guessed to have put Hybern in possession of that level of an armada.”

Rhysand spoke. "Which brings us back to the question at hand Lady Dawn. Can we trust Tamlin when Spring has been known to ally with Hybern and he is the reason they are here?"

Aurora spoke without thinking, 50 years of anger lacing her tone. "I did not realize all males were their fathers, Rhysand.” She watched as the sentence struck where she aimed it and his sharp jawline tightened. “Should we worry about you and where you stand as well? Your father only fought with us during the last war because he did not want to lose his place as High Lord had Hybern's last efforts been successful. It seems the offer Hybern made Tamlin would have surely swayed your father. Perhaps it swayed you as well, seeing as your so-called High Lady,” Aurora held up the letters Feyre sent Hybern on “behalf” of Tamlin, “Is the actual reason they invaded a full year ahead of plan.”

Tension in the room rose slightly as the Lord of Night and Lady of Dawn stared each other down. No one sitting in those chairs who had witnessed her torture would soon forget her screams, nor how Rhysand had smiled as he administered it. "Of the High Lords currently present, I've experienced cruelty from two of them. One simply because of my wings,” a pointed look to Autumn had even Beron looking away, refusing to be in the stare of a female he knew could end all trade supply of healing herbs and medicines to his court. “And one because he was evidently so deep into what he wanted us all to believe was an act that all courtesy went out the window." Her gaze went back to Rhys, hard eyes meeting shamed violet ones.

Rhys shifted. "I never wanted to hurt you."

Bas spoke firmly, the timber of his voice almost shaking the room. "You plucked her wings bare. Twice. You do not get to say you never wanted to hurt her when you did. You will not address my lady any further. We will choose to believe Spring until given a real reason not to that isn't some farce of a lovers spat."

Azriel growled at another general commanding his High Lord, and Aurora immediately stood facing him between them. "You've already attacked Eris Vanserra, Shadowsinger, do not test your luck against the Dawn Court in our home. Unlike Autumn, I am more than capable of handing you and finishing what you start. We are warriors too, shadowsinger. Try your best to not forget that.”

Azriel felt his chest tighten, then warmth, and a snap. His eyes went wide before he turned to Rhysand with a panicked expression. 

Lady Dawn was his mate. 

Azriel paced the room Helion, Cassian, and Rhys all sat watching him in. "What do I do?"

Cassian spoke first with a shrug. "Nothing you truly can do, Azriel. Unless you plan on breaking up a marriage between the High Lord, who may I remind you controls healers, healer apprenticeships, and the flow of healing medicines and tonics, and his wife absolutely hates your high lord and brother."

Rhys nodded gently. "I already pushed that alliance enough without choice, Azriel. We can't risk it. They supply all of our healing houses, they staff our healing houses. All of them are on contract and Thesan could pull the healers home without notice or warning.”

Helion shifted. "So I'm the only one who noticed then?" The three males all looked to him, indicating for him to continue. "Aurora fidgets with her "wedding ring", Helion putsput fake emphasisemphases on the phrase, "when she's nervous. She spins it, slides it off and on. She never wears that rock. Her finger is tanned, and there is no indent indicating she actually wears her wedding ring frequently. It could be because of her status as a second general, but, still, even if she had it off to train for 3 to 4 hours a day, she should still have some sign of it on that pretty hand of hers.”

Helion took a sip of his wine and continued. "That bargain on her also has specific conditions. I have not had the pleasure of being alone with her long enough to read the rune markings, but it is not a life bargain one would normally see between a High Lord and his Lady. I would talk to her, alone, Azriel. I do not think that marriage is all it is cracked out to be.”

Rhysand leaned forward. "The reason Amarantha began to target them was because their room never smelled of sex, but Thesan did. As did Bastain and his room. But never Aurora. Whose room only ever smelled like her. She thought it was…. Odd."

Helion nodded. "That's my point. She's covering for them. We all know Thesan had no interest in females until Amarantha started rearing her ugly ass head around. Then suddenly Thesan and sweet Aurora were married. It is suspicious at the very least, and a lie at the most."

Rhys shook his head, standing to go to bed. "Stay away from her, Azriel. I do not want to have to add War with Dawn on to our family meeting agendas. I also do not want to deal with fighting a war with no healers for our court.”

Azriel could not find sleep. He tossed and turned in his bed, heart beating too rapidly with joy and his soul screaming too loudly with excitement. He felt a tug on the bond, and Azriel immediately left the room, following his shadows to where they said Lady Dawn currently was.

He took him a little while to find her in the dark herb garden, and he almost stopped his approach completely when he did. Her long hair was completely down, her feet bare as she stood by the lake in the flowing knot and rope styled dress she was wearing. "Shadowsinger," she greeted calmly as a tendril of dark Mist weaved between her fingers in greeting. 

Azriel moved standing next to her. "Lady Dawn."

They stood there in silence, both afraid to break the dam and address what happened in the meeting. Azriel broke the silence first. "Can you feel it?" 

Aurora answered honestly. "Only because of my powers. It didn't snap for me yet, and I do not know why." 

Azriel stared at the bargain tattoo dancing on her neck and face. "Does it have anything to do with the bargain?" She shrugged at the question. "What exactly is the bargain?"

"I can't tell you." Azriel nodded at the response. His eyes then went down to her hand, noticing the lack of diamonds currently adorning her left ring finger. 

"Where are your chambers?"

Aurora rose a brow, a small smirk forming. "Bold."

Azriel nodded. "I've waited over 500 years for you. I will be as bold as I need to be."

He took her shamelessly that night. Noting how she truly did have her own chambers located nowhereno where near Thesan. How her chambers only smelled like her. 

He memorized every shiver, every sound, every plea. She had not been touched, truly touched, in years. Azriel hated the thought of it. He hated the idea of her alone in this giant bed. He hated the thought of her being woken up to the sun rising and painting the sky in soft light instead of waking to kisses and worship.

He hated that his bond was being hidden by a lie. He slipped from her room using the shadows and returned to his before the sun fully rose. He held back tears as he washed the scent of her off of his skin, hating every single second of it. He looked away from Rhysand as he asked for help masking what lingered. Not in shame, but so his brother wouldn’t see his hurting, his small amount of guiltguit wracking through him.

Breakfast the next morning was filled with uncomfortable silence. Aurora sat next to Thesan, eating silently as shadows ran her legs and skirts under the table. She had glamored the scent of night mist clinging to her skin softly, the love marks, the small bruises. She smiled as Thesan kissed her hand, trying to pull her from her distracted mind with a look. 

Azriel kept his gaze from her. Keeping his focus on his plate and just holding the memories from last night as close to him as possible. 

They sought each other out weeks later before the war truly began. Azriel etched the look on her face as they stood in Velaris together ininto his memory. He led her to his cabin, keeping her with him that weekend. He learned she loved to read, to explore and hike, to laugh. He had laughed so hard in those 3 days he was pretty sure his body had discovered unworked muscles. It had taken him those 72 hours to fall for her. He wasn’t sure if it was the bond driving it, or just because they were simply meant to be, but Azriel knew after 72 hours he would never love anyone like this again. And, selfishly, he never wanted to.

She came to him during the war. Seeking him out in the dead of night near their camps, drenched in blood and exhausted. “Azriel,” Aurora set her weapons down, almost collapsing at his feet as sobs shook her to the core. His mate. His gentle mate. A 2nd general of a large legion of warriors, breaking down as he moved to her instantly. 

He held her close, stroking her matted hair as she clung to his leathers. “It's okay,” he soothed her, wishing that bond had snapped in those stolen moments alone so he could send her everything he was feeling, every trapped word. Azriel snuck her into this tent that night, keeping her close after bathing the blood, dirt, and sweat from her body, from her soft hair and wings. 

That was the beginning of a nail in the coffin. 

He had not been as vigilant as he should have due to his focus locked solely on Aurora. 

She was his priority, not her husband’s mate watching them. 

Bastian kicked off the tree. This was the third confirmation he needed. The first had come the morning after the High Lord’s meeting. Aurora’s room had a scent he knew, but hadn’t been able to place. The second came as he watched her sneak out and fly towards the Night Court. Now this. He wanted to chalk it up to war bringing out emotions and needs in all of them. Afterall, he had shamelessly fucked Thesan into a state of bliss and emptyness just moments ago. But there was something in the way Azriel held Aurora, as if he was familiar with her and her body that gave Bastian the answer he needed. 

They were having an affair. 

And she was a traitor and potential threat to their court.

A month after the war, Azriel and Aurora began to fall into a soft dance. Every two nights, they met in the Day Court, hiding their affair, their love, among Helion’s many fae and open court. Guilt had set into Aurora’s mind at times, guilt that she was betraying her court, her two closest friends. Guilt that she did not feel the bond the way Azriel did. Guilt that as she laid beneath him that night with Azriel peppering kisses and gentle words of adoration and praise into her tanned skin with each slow calculated movement inside of her, that she loved him. 

Aurora had truly, madly, and deeply fallen for this male without caution, without second thought, without hesitation. She didn’t need a bond to tell him that as her head fell back, and she whispered those three words over and over, whining desperately for him, pleading for him, feeling nothing but the wholeness only Azriel brought her. Her nails sunk into his back when they found completion together, minds and souls merging into one. 

A ring box sat on the bedside table next to them, a glittering black and blue gem centered in gold with sapphires sat beside it, mocking her as he slept . He was behind her, an arm curled around the curve of her waist, soft breathing fanning her neck and causing her to shiver in anticipation of the morning sex she knew they would have. 

The ring was such a contrast to the blush pink diamond that sat silver Thesan had gifted her. It wasn’t fair. Thesan was allowed his lover in their scam of a marriage, yet Aurora was meant to be the docile wife blind to what everyone else clearly could see. Every meal between her, Thesan, and Bastian was becoming more and more hostile as resentment built and built on her end. It wasn’t fair, knowing she’d fly home to Dawn tomorrow and they’d be wearing those golden bands while she hid this gorgeous ring and only wore it when she was alone. 

She didn’t know they knew. That they had agreed to let her confess in her own time and explain. It wouldn’t matter if she had told them, until that bond snapped, she was trapped in this limbo. 

Azriel landed as quietly as possible on Aurora's balcony. It was eerily quiet and dark inside of her normally life filled room. He entered slowly and paused when he saw Thesan sitting on her couch in front of the fire.

"Did you really think I wouldn't find out?" The High Lord sipped something as he waved Azriel closer. "How long have you been fucking my wife in my home?" Azriel did not respond. Only setting his weapons aside to show he meant no harm. Bastian came into the room as well, Aurora held tight in his grip as tears streamed down her face.

Azriel couldn’t suppress the growl that tore through his throat. “Let. Her. Go.” 

Thesan was tired of games, though. Tired of months of lies after pretty lies. “He will after you two try to explain yourselves. It is a crime to fuck a High Lord’s wife. Or did Rhysand not tell you that when he put you up to this?”

Azriel glared towards Thesan before locking his gaze on Aurora, the feral side of him watching for any sign of pain or distress since he could not feel her the way he should have been able to. He called out for Rhysand in his mind, not even flinching as Rhys and Cassian appeared behind him.

Rhysand took in the scene, taking a deep breath as his suspicions were all but confirmed. He knew he had no right to judge. After all, he had taken his own mate from her impending marriage to another High Lord. “Thesan, let’s talk about this, please.” Rhys put his hands up, showing he meant to harm as he approached the other High Lord. “I know this is not ideal-”

Thesan interrupted, anger spilling into his words. “He’s fucking my wife. My 2nd general. How much information has she handed to all of you? How deep does this betrayal go, Rhysand?” Azriel paled at what was being inferred, at the consequences Thesan could hand his mate if he felt necessary.

Banishment and death, Aurora realized slowly. This was going to end with her being banished from her home, and possibly from the Night Court to maintain that little relationship Thesan and Rhys had rebuilt, or with her and Azriel’s death. “I told him nothing,” she whimpered out. “It wasn’t like that, Thesan. You know me better than that.”

“I thought I did,” those words felt like hot knives in her chest, cutting deeper than she had ever imagined they could. “I can see now I was clearly wrong about you, Clearly wrong for picking you.”

Aurora just nodded, taking the scolding before looking at Azriel. “Just let him live, Thesan, please. Do what you want with me, but let him live.” Bastian’s grip on her faltered slightly, and Thesan’s mask fell. There was desperation in her tone. “He’s just a male. You know how you all are when something pretty and kind looks your way.”

Bastian closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, “So you initiated it?”

The lie fell easily as she looked as Cassian gripping Azriel’s arm, holding him back from rushing to her, and in place in case they needed to escape. “Yes, I sought him out each time.” 

Thesan knew she was lying. He knew the meeting between them were mutually planned. “So, you confess to high treason then, wife?”

Death. She realized fully. This was going to end with death. She should have been more afraid, but she couldn't be if her confession led to Azriel's safety. “Yes.”

Thesan's face dropped fully. “And you Azriel-”

“Should not be held accountable for my actions,” Aurora interrupted. “Let him go. Ban him from Dawn if you must, but please, let him live.” 

Thesan moved to her, taking her chin in his hand. “You love him?”

All she could do was pause, lip trembling as she looked at Thesan's hurt eyes. “I do.”

“More than our people, our court?”

Azriel felt Rhysand move to him as he went to jump, the urge to protect his mate growing stronger and stronger. “Stop,” Rhysand growled and commanded. “She's trying to save your life. Fucking stop.”

“She is my life!” Azriel shouted back. “She is my everything.” 

Azriel broke free from them, glaring harshly, “she is why I get out of bed. Why I am happy. She is why I don't fucking hate myself so much anymore. She makes me want to be better. She makes me want to be a better male for myself, for her, for all of you.”

Aurora pulled at Bastian’s grip, wanting to reach Azriel, to hold him. “Let her go. We will leave to the continent and never return. We will both swear out of our positions. Please, Thesan, let my mate go. Do not hurt her.”

The words had Bastian’s hand fall off Aurora's arms, shock setting in as she rushed to Azriel, jumping into his arms and holding him as if her very life and being depended on it. 

Thesan was frozen in place watching them. Watching as she whispered goodbye and kept trying to fight him into leaving. “I'm not leaving without you. I'm not living without you.” 

Azriel had a tight grip on her upper arms. “I would face 1000 executioners, 1000 deaths, before ever returning to life where you are not in it. If I have to die at his hand by your side, Ii will.”

Aurora shook her head, eyes pleading. “Please go.”

Azriel's lips tightened in a sad smile. “No, angel. I'm not leaving you.” He pulled her to him, holding her head against his chest as she began to cry. “I love you far too much to say goodbye this soon.” 

It was as if time was standing still, Rhysand and Cassian unsure of what to do as Bastain grabbed a lunging Thesan's arm and held him back while pointing.

Before them, Aurora's neck and face bargain was glittering, glowing softly as her and Azriel stood there, eyes shut and foreheads touching. He was whispering every soft confession of love to her, of how he had waited for her for centuries, and how he would have waited more. The mark began to fall like snow, sparkling its way down and removing itself from Aurora as the scent of a strong bondbind between mates began to fill the room. 

Thesan calmed instantly. Realizing his own hand had played a part in her inability to fully make thatr sacred connection. That their bargain had come with terms he had unknowingly placed. It had forced Aurora to learn and fall in love with Azriel without its influence and power. Ensuring she loved him more than her position, her fae, her court. 

It had ensured the male loved her the same though. Ensured he would live for her, breathe for her, bleed for her. 

Azriel kissed her deeply, not opening his eyes before forcing her back behind him and offering himself to Thesan. 

They loved each other so deeply that their feelings mirrored and merged. Causing him to be blissfully unaware of her ability to see that golden string and of her feelings hitting him wave after wave, colliding with his own in harmony. 

Rhysand's jaw twitched as he gently grabbed Aurora. “Fly her home, Cassian. Get her out of here.” 

Bastian held a hand up. “There's no need to do that. Her part of the bargain is fulfilled.” He turned to his mate. “Let her go, The’. Let her be happy. She's sacrificed so much for our home. For us.” 

Thesan looked at her with pride and sympathy. “I'm so fucking happy for you,” he rushed to his best friend. “Oh Gods we get to plan a wedding!” Thesan pulled her in close. “An actual wedding, Rora. Not some bullshit paper with conditions.” 

Cassian rose a brow to Bas, crossing his arms. “General.”

Bastain raised a brow to Cassian, mimicking his stance and tone, “General?”

Cassian put his hands up, smiling. “Why didn't you two just tell all of us? We don't care.”

Bastian smiled, head inclining to Thesan. “To protect him. The rules of war are not the same as the rules for leaders.”

Rhysand scoffed. “Tell that to Helion, Tamlin, and Tarquin.”

“And you,” Azriel quickly said. “Beron and Kal are the only two that haven't slept with another male.”

Thesan was too deep in Aurora, wiping her tears away to even care about the rest. “Rora, I have the perfect dress in mind. You're going to love it. It's this pretty white drop waist with a lace back. Cute off the shoulder ties. Big full tulle skirt. Not like Feyre's cupcake monstrous dress, but classy. Faerie tale like.'' Aurora nodded. All her worries were forgotten as she waited for him to continue. “Oooooh in the High Garden,” Thesan was practically drooling. His true side coming out in front of strangers for the first time. “I always imagined your hair down in a waterfall braid with flowers too.” 

He made it a reality a year later. Aurora rocked back on her high heels, hands shaking as Bastian stood beside her, waiting for the cue to take her before Rhysand, Feyre, Thesan, and the High Priestess of Dawn. “Breathe,” Bastian commanded softly. Almost smirking as the command forced an effect on her. 

He had enjoyed giving commands since being sworn in as Thesan's husband and second High Lord of Dawn. He thought it was funny how almost unbearably compulsive the commands were to follow. “Asshole,” she muttered softly. “I'm allowed to be nervous.”

Bastian shrugged. “It's just a wedding with over 500 fae present. I don't understand what there is to be nervous about? It's not like this wedding also seals an agreement between Dawn and the Night court in regards to healers, trade exports, cross training between our camps-”

Aurora glared at him, her face paling. “Shut. Up.”

It was still odd to see her bare skin. Her face was unmarked from the bargain. Azriel had promised his mark on her would appear elsewhere, wanting the world to admire her beauty. 

He was hoping for her spine, somewhere hidden from his countless enemies, but visible in the low back dress styles popular in Night. Hell, he would settle for a tiny A adorning her ring finger. 

Just something marking her as his. 

The music began and Bastian offered her his arm, “Ready, Aurora?”

She smiled and nodded. “As ready as I'll ever be.”

[trulygnomed]

Office Date

Nanami x gn Reader Drabble :))

Summary: Your three step plan to get with your older office crush had to work, right?

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You had a plan.

It was supposed to be a quiet day at the office. Fresh out of college, you found an opportunity to work at Jujutsu High as a part time secretary. The first week was a little rough, a cursed spirit had managed to infiltrate the halls on your third day and essentially destroyed your work space. Thus, causing you to move to the empty desk across from Nanami Kento, the hottest man you've ever seen. A Jujutsu Sorcerer, the man had been working at the school, exorcizing curses while mentoring future sorcerers on how to control their techniques. While you admired the man for his bravery and professionalism, you couldn't deny his attractiveness.

Even after your office was repaired, your desk remained near Nanami's, being drawn to his quiet demeanor and large stature. Step One: Invite Nanami Kento to a meal (lunch, most likely, as you only saw him during working hours). Usually, he did not like to complete more work than what was necessary. However, with the amount of forms to fill out and missions to sort through, it seemed as if the pile would never end. This added stress emanated off of him, causing tensions to increase in the already tense office. It saddened you to see him in a state of stress like this. While you two weren't the closest, you had a mutually friendly relationship. I mean, you are office-mates, after all. Besides, you had your plan.

You had just come from the teacher’s lounge after making several copies of whatever to find Nanami sorting through paperwork.

"Need some help?" You inquired

"Please," he responded, his mood softening once he sees you. Step Two was now in motion: get closer. Rather than bring a stack of papers to your desk in the opposite corner of the room, you pull up a chair to sit next to him, your thigh being near his, brushing together when you reach over for the stapler or to hand him a form.

"So, how have you been? I feel like it's been forever since we've talked." You frowned, He was taken aback by this.

"What? Of course we talk." He tried to justify his reasoning to you.

"Well not like we used to.." you trailed off, embarrassed that feelings like these were beginning to take over. It was like you two talking about work related stuff or about your favorite students at Jujutsu High, discussing feelings was a rare occurrence.

Okay, you did not have a step three. You had realized this after you found yourself leaning towards him, the desire for your lips to collide being all too strong. Kento couldn’t help but kiss you back. He broke the kiss to look at you with half-lidded eyes.

"Whatever this is, it is inappropriate and unprofessional." He tried to reason with you, yet it ended up sounding like he was trying to reason with himself.

"Then stop me" You responded. You looked into his eyes as he looked into yours. After a moment, he leaned in closer to you as you brought him back into the kiss, causing you to straddle him.

He slowly takes your hand in his. His touch was soft yet firm, showing you his gentle side while letting you know that he knows what he wants. He leads you to his desk, and slowly pushes you over its edge while planting kisses into the crook of your neck

all the while a pair of blue eyes watched from the office door's window.

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The end yayyyy. Bye you guys don’t even know how long this took me to write. I don’t know how offices work don’t test me rn. Also this is a drabble bc I thought it’d be longer since I wrote this in google docs oopsies. Ignore the plotholes pls

[babybemydownfall]

things that shimmer in the dark Part II: Rhys ( Part I - Part III ) “I’m thinking that I want you. And if you drop that towel to the floor, I will have you.”  NSFW, as always. Notes under the cut. Or read on AO3.

Notes: Here you go! It was really interesting to imagine Rhys's feelings for Feyre so early in their story. And to consider how he might react post-UTM. So I hope you enjoy my interpretation. Now I feel like I might keep going through ACOMAF, making them fuck at every available opportunity...

II

Lonely.

The word cut through me like the sharpest blade.

I had been so close - so close - to rejecting her advance. It would have hurt us both, and I knew she would not be quick to forgive, but it was the right thing to do. Any kind of sexual relationship between us was a colossally bad idea. She had barely started to recover from what happened under the mountain. Neither had I, if I was truly honest with myself. And on top of that, the world was going to hell. We had a gargantuan fight ahead of us, with very few allies and a plan that was almost doomed to fail before we’d even begun.

But Feyre. Beautiful, exquisite Feyre.

She knew me better than she realised. She had sliced into my very core with that single word, leaving me shattered, my blood spilt at her feet.

I was desperately lonely. I had been for most of my life, but especially the last half-century.

And I wanted her.

I wanted her to know me, to know everything. I wanted her to see all of me, the good and the evil, the dream and the nightmare. I wanted her body, her mouth; her fingernails on my skin and her sounds collecting in the all warm, dark spaces between us. I wanted to make her come, to make her smile. To feel joy again, together: every day, for the rest of our lives.

My Feyre.

My mate.

And that was the thing - she had no idea. I couldn’t tell her, not yet. Not when she had been destroyed by Amarantha, by Tamlin; when she had lost everything she thought she’d known and been flung into my world, her mortal heart and Faerie soul destined to be entwined with mine forever. I couldn’t fuck this up. I needed her. Every living being who opposed the King of Hybern needed her.

But she was right. It would be so nice to feel something good, just a for a little while. I had spent my whole life sacrificing myself again and again, selflessly, in servitude of my people. And I would gladly go on doing so until I took my very last breath. But I had also suffered - more than enough. More than I could bear, sometimes.

I refocused on Feyre, standing in front of me in her bathroom, wearing only a towel. She was the most stunning creature I had ever laid eyes on. I had thought it the first moment I saw her, long before I knew she was my mate, and I had wanted her every day since then. And here she was, offering herself to me. Wanting me, in all my darkness and destruction.

The feel of her was still on my fingertips, imprinted there forever; the heavenly scent of her desire filled my nose, making my mouth water. I had been hard for her from the moment she asked me to stay - at the mere thought of her sitting naked just a few feet away. I should have said no, invented some excuse to disappear, but she needed a friend and I couldn’t refuse her. I would never be able to.

Like when she asked so innocently for me to wash her back.

My mistake was touching her with my hands. As soon as we connected so intimately, I was lost. And then I felt her arousal burst to life along our bond, and she moaned… And by all the gods, I nearly lost my fucking mind.

“What are you thinking?” she asked me now, and I realised I’d been silent for too long.

She was standing so close. I was desperate to touch her but I knew that, just like in the bathtub, once I did I wouldn’t be able to stop. And I had to know she was sure. Because a part of me suspected that when we’d had our first taste of each other, nothing would keep us apart.

“I’m thinking that I want you,” I told her simply, honestly. “And if you drop that towel to the floor, I will have you.” Fire blazed in her eyes. “But if we do this, things might get complicated. If the others find out…”

She shook her head. “It’s just sex, Rhys. Gods, we might all die soon. I need to feel something again. Something good.”

“Oh Feyre darling,” I sighed. “You have no idea how good I can make you feel.”

“That’s very… arrogant.” A spark: of playfulness. Of the Feyre I adored most of all.

I held her gaze, trying not to smirk. “Would you like me to prove it?”

She raised her hands, hovering them just over my biceps - as if she, too, knew that one touch would mark the beginning of the end. I waited patiently. I had yearned for her for so long, I could go another few minutes. And I needed her to make the first move, to show me that she was certain, that she wouldn’t regret this.

I watched as she took in my chest where my shirt was open, the swirls of black ink spread over tanned muscle. Cautiously, she reached out her fingers and placed them on my warm skin, tracing the Illyrian patterns. My heart beat wildly beneath them.

I didn’t know what she thought about me - if she was still in love with someone else; if she had ever considered loving me instead. But when she looked up again, I saw curiosity: about the possibility of me, of us.

I saw hope.

And then she said softly: “Rhys… I would like you to kiss me.”

And every remaining ounce of my hesitation vanished.

I reached for her waist, pulling her to me. Her eyes widened as she felt my hardness against her belly. They stayed open, fixed on mine, as I leaned down and lightly, tenderly, pressed my lips to hers. The world stilled; disappeared. I held her in that moment, the single most important one of my life so far, and saw so much in her blue-grey gaze: surprise, desire. Trust.

She trusted me not to hurt her, not to break her even further - and that meant more to me that I could put into words.

Then her eyelids fell shut and her mouth opened, claiming me. I felt her hand go to the back of my neck as her body bowed into mine, as she kissed me hungrily, her tongue sweeping over my lips and then past them as I submitted to her completely. The embers of lust in my blood roared to life again.

I walked her backwards into her bedroom, my fingers buried in her hair, cradling her head as I ravished her. She was the sweetest, sexiest thing and I already felt frenzied, desperate to have her, to make her mine. She matched me moan for moan, her nails clawing at my shoulders and arms, her teeth grazing my lips in such a way that made me want to bite her.

Outside of those years underground, I had always loved sex - in all its forms. Particularly hard, fast, untamed. I liked to be rough, to scratch and bruise, to leave my mark. Inside this perfect body was a feral animal who loved being let out to play. But only ever with permission - and I was so lost in Feyre already, I hadn’t warned her; hadn’t asked what she wanted from me, beyond feeling good. There were a thousand ways I could make that happen. But, at least this first time, I wanted to let her choose.

I managed to slow us down, to extricate myself from her frenzied kisses and draw back for air. She looked so fucking hot, dazed and aroused, her lips swollen and wet from my mouth. My hips twitched and we both groaned.

“I wear a lot of masks. As you know.” My voice was gravelly, low. “Who do you want me to be today?”

What do you need? Tell me, and I’ll gladly give it to you.

I could see she understood. She had encountered many sides of me already, from cruel to relaxed to pure, unadulterated power. I knew that I fascinated her. She had no sides at all, no masks. She was always true to herself, and I both envied and marvelled at her.

Her eyes scanned my face, back and forth. I wondered what she was looking for; if she had found it when she said quietly: “I want… the Rhys who holds my hand in the dark. Who kneels before me and calls me his salvation. Who looks at me like he cares about me.”

There was emotion there, in her voice, in the way her fists curled into my shirt, holding on. But there was also enormous strength in her vulnerability; fierceness in her honesty. It made me want her even more.

“I do,” I breathed, allowing myself to be honest in return. “I do care about you, Feyre. More than you know. More than I should.”

She continued to stare at me. I could hear, feel, her heart racing - but if she was scared by my words, she didn’t show it. Then she asked: “What about me? What do you need from me?”

I frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Is there anything you don’t want me to do? Anything that will… trigger bad memories?”

It took a second for me to realise what - who - she was referring to. I had never been asked by a partner what I wanted, or didn’t want. Oh Feyre.

“You’re talking about Amarantha?” I clarified.

“Yes… her.” Then she flushed. “Although maybe you’ve been with someone else since her, before me. Who am I to-”

“I haven’t.”

She had no idea how much she had changed my life. How much I loved her already.

“I am very good at compartmentalising - as you saw inside my mind. If I dwelt too much on things in my past, I would have been killed or captured a hundred times by now.”

“That’s why you can say her name as if it’s nothing.”

“It’s not nothing. But I don’t give it any power over me.” I held her lovely face in my hands, brushing my thumbs over her cheeks, her lips. “Thank you for asking, but I don’t think about her. Especially not with you in my arms. You are so beautiful, Feyre.”

Her fingers curled gently around my wrists and she almost, almost smiled. Suddenly it was harder to breathe. I was running out of patience for conversation, but there was one final apology I had to make.

“Until you, under the mountain,” I murmured, “I hadn’t kissed anyone for more than fifty years.”

Feyre looked stunned.

“Not once,” I confirmed. “And I am sorry for the way I kissed you down there. I was jealous and pissed off.” My gaze fell to her mouth. “Please allow me to make it up to you.”

There was a pause: the last deep inhale before the dive. Then we reached for each other at the same time. The first kiss was soft and tender, because I loved her. I couldn’t say it so I had to show her, just once.

The second was our surrender.

Her hands pulled at my clothes as our passion flared again, as her tongue fought mine, as the bond between us melted into pure fire. I helped her rip off my shirt, buttons flying; felt her palms on my skin and growled into her mouth. She reached down, her fingers snaking along my length and then around, gripping me through my pants, and I had to break away from her, to cry out to the ceiling as I hardened even further.

“Fuck, Feyre.”

She looked at me; looked down at my bare torso, at my huge erection tenting the fabric, her eyes widening as she took me in. Clearly she hadn’t quite been expecting this. I couldn’t help but smile, even as she continued to gently stroke my cock. I loved seeing her want me so obviously. I loved being desired by her.

I let my hands glide down the sides of her neck to her chest; leaned forward and followed them with my mouth. I kissed all the way along the line where her towel sat; lifted her arms up above her head - partly because I couldn’t focus with her attention below my waist - and held her gaze as I slowly unwrapped her.

I swore again as her incredible body was revealed to me. No paint this time; no sheer fabric, no wine, no shame. Just acres of her soft skin and the black tattoos snaking down her left arm, onto her hand. Tying her to me. Making her mine.

Her perfect breasts rose and fell with her heavy breathing; her rosebud pink nipples were hard and begging to be sucked. And so I did, swirling my tongue over the right first, then the left. The sound she made was so erotic and I felt her entire being, including our bond, tremble. She was exquisitely sensitive here. I stored that piece of knowledge away, hoping I would get the chance to use it again in future.

I trailed my lips lower, moving to my knees before her - the second time in the space of a few hours. I had never knelt to anyone before and now I was making a habit of it. Feyre Archeron was very, very dangerous - and I didn’t care at all. She had curves now, flesh on her bones, her waist and hips and thighs, and I kissed and licked every inch of her as her fingers tangled in my hair, as she continued to whimper and shake. I could smell her arousal as I moved ever closer, and I knew she was soaking wet for me. Gods, I felt like I had been starving and she was the feast. The only meal I would ever want again.

And, like a feast, I wanted her spread out before me.

I stood suddenly and picked her up, carrying her the few steps to her bed. When I lay over her and kissed her again, I was amazed at how seamlessly our bodies fit together, as if they had been made this way. Perhaps her Fae form really had been Made just for me. It certainly seemed like it. Her breasts fit just right in my hands; her legs wrapped around mine and she shifted her hips and the length of my cock sat perfectly along the apex of her thighs, my base pressing right up against her clit. The noise she made into my mouth as she ground helplessly against me came from deep, deep inside her.

Just where I wanted to be.

But not yet. The temptation to vanish my pants and slide straight into her was almost too much, but there was one thing I needed first: a taste.

“Feyre,” I breathed, kissing her jaw, her throat, moving down her body. “You are so…” I sucked on her nipples again; grazed them with my teeth and her back arched off the bed. “Fucking…” I delved my tongue into her belly button, my fingers rolling her nipples now. “Sexy.”

I pushed her legs apart and knelt between them, letting my gaze roam greedily over every part of her. Her eyelids were heavy, her pupils dilated, her skin flushed the most delicious shade of pink. I could feel her throbbing, aching for release - just as I was.

“Rhys… please.”

I traced her entrance with the tip of my finger, so smooth and glistening beneath her neat strip of light brown hair. Her whole body tensed and she became wetter before my eyes. Mother above. I had never been so turned on.

“What do you want, Feyre darling?”

She couldn’t speak. I slowly pushed my finger inside her, all the way - she clenched around me and writhed and cried out. Fuck me, she felt unbelievable. My cock twitched, desperate to feel her, to be buried deep inside her heat.

I added another finger, sliding in and out a few times before circling her clit, slick with her own fluid.

“Rhys!” she gasped, and I had to hold her down with my other hand to stop her climbing off the bed.

“Does this feel good, beautiful? Do you want to come like this?”

“Yes. Yes.”

Part of me wanted to take my time, to tease her some more - but we were both nearing the edge of our sanity. So instead I slid my arms beneath her thighs, gripped her ass in my hands and lifted her pussy into my face. Our shared groan as we connected was utterly indecent.

I kissed her cunt like I kissed her mouth, sliding my tongue over her again and again, sucking on her softly. Her hips and breathless moans were rhythmic and I matched them, feeling her orgasm building, her pleasure hurtling towards me along the bond, her shield non-existent. Selfishly I did take a moment to really taste her, trailing my tongue down her folds and plunging it inside her, devouring every sweet drop. I knew she would be incredible but I didn’t expect to be this overwhelmed. I wanted this, wanted her, every day. Forever.

She groaned my name again and I returned my attention to her clit, licking and sucking in time with the thrusting of my two fingers into her. She was so taut, so close to the edge. I blindly reached up my free hand and found her breast, brushing my thumb over her nipple, pinching it. My pace never faltered.

She came barely a minute later. I felt the moment she hit her peak; the moment she started to fall down, weightless, over the other side. Her pleasure became mine, crashing over me like a tidal wave as she exploded into nothing but pure sensation. The whole of Velaris must have heard her cries. My cock ached like never before and I would have come too had I had any kind of friction there.

It took a while for her to quieten, to finally still. I kissed her thighs, her abdomen; rose over her and waited for her eyes to open, completely in awe of how stunning she was, of how much I loved taking her to such a blissful, otherworldly place. Of how much I loved her, full stop.

“Feyre,” I breathed. “Look at me.”

She did, and my heart constricted. Whatever was blossoming between us, she felt it too. I could see it right there, in the hazy blue-grey of her gaze.

“That was… You were…” Her hands cupped my face. “I can’t even-”

“It’s okay,” I said, unable to hold back my smile. “Your shield disappeared. I felt everything.”

She blushed. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. It was… very enjoyable.”

She glanced at my lips. She hadn’t even tried to restore her mind’s protection, so I knew exactly what she wanted.

More.

“Fuck,” I growled, and claimed her in a fiery kiss.

Our bodies moved together now like they’d been lovers for years. Her limbs encircled me; I let her roll us so she was on top, straddling my waist, our mouths still joined in messy, tongue-filled kisses. Her breasts pressed against me and I could feel the wetness of her pussy on me through my cotton pants.

With a single thought, they were gone. Feyre paused, looking at me in surprise as she suddenly felt the warmth of my skin against hers. Then her eyes darkened even further as she sat up. She took my cock in her hand, circling her thumb over the tip, spreading my fluid around before she began to stroke me up and down. I wanted to look at her as she did, to let her see how absolutely she had bewitched me, but it was impossible. It felt too fucking good.

“Stop,” I hissed just seconds later. “I’m too close. I need to be inside you.”

“Rhys,” she sighed. I managed to watch again as she rose up, positioning herself above me. When she sank down slowly, allowing herself to accommodate me inch by inch, my breath came out in a gasp and my muscles actually trembled.

“Holy Mother, Feyre.”

She braced her palms on my chest and began to move on me. She was drenched, and so fucking soft and tight. I let her continue for a few moments, let her adjust to my size, before saying: “I need to fuck you. Are you ready?”

She bit her lip and nodded. I braced my feet on the bed and gripped her hips as I began to pound up into her. I was big, and her body was tense as I stretched her open. “Relax,” I breathed, and then I felt her do just that, felt her gush even more wetness over me, and every rapid thrust took me deeper and deeper - and Feyre screamed like I’d never heard before as she came again.

It surprised us both. It also brought me so close to orgasm that I couldn’t hold on much longer. I briefly extricated myself so I could lay her on her back and kneel up before her, lifting her hips and wrapping her legs around my waist. I leaned down to kiss her as I buried myself in her again. I could feel everything slipping away - my grip on my power, my glamour, my mind. There wasn’t enough air inside her mouth so I drew back, drowning in her eyes instead as I fucked her. I could sense darkness and night seeping out of me; knew she saw it too, although she didn’t look away from me.

And then I felt my wings fighting to materialise, their heavy weight pushing at my back, and out of nowhere I was thinking about Amarantha, about how I had always kept them hidden from her, and suddenly everything inside me went very still.

Feyre looked alarmed when I stopped moving. But then her face changed, and I realised that for the first time in my life, my shield had slipped - and she knew exactly what horror had just unfurled inside my head. I slammed it back into place but not before she saw the red hair, the naked curves spread out on black silk sheets. Not before she felt the cruelty and control; the hatred I had for my captor, for myself.

Fingertips brushed lightly over my forehead, along my cheekbones, my jaw. “It’s me. Feyre.” There was so much tenderness in her voice, her expression. My eyes refocused on hers. “It’s just us here,” she whispered. “Feyre and Rhys. Just us. Okay?”

She caressed the walls of my mind too, gentle and soothing. I wanted to lean into her, to purr. Before I knew it, the memories had disappeared into the abyss and all that was left was Feyre. She was everywhere, surrounding me, consuming me. And I was okay.

More than okay.

She kissed me with her eyes open, keeping me with her in the present. And then we started to move together once more, so perfectly matched in every way, and we didn’t stop until I roared, until my final thrusts pushed her over the edge again too.

Coming inside Feyre, with Feyre… there were no words. I was nothing but pure feeling. It was a high unparalleled: better than soaring through the sky on a cloudless day; better than all of my power channelled at once.

And it seemed to last an eternity.

Eventually, I moved to her side and drew her with me, our bodies still curled around each other as we slowly returned to earth together, unwilling and unable to be parted. The room was still and silent except for our heavy breathing; pale, mid-morning sunlight filtered through the windows, the world outside oblivious to the incredible thing that had just occurred.

The words came to me as I looked at Feyre’s gorgeous face: I felt at peace. Totally and utterly fulfilled. With any of my past lovers, the pleasure I’d found was purely in my body. But with her, it pervaded my mind, my heart. It filled up my soul, all the way to the brim, threatening to overflow.

And for the first time ever, I wanted to take down my shield. To let her see me. To see the truth.

But I didn’t. There were too many bright and dangerous things shimmering inside me: other words like mate and love. The image of her wearing my mother’s ring on her finger. The fact that I wanted to hold her, to cherish her, forever.

Feyre was first to speak, her voice barely there after all the noise she’d made. “Are you alright?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes,” I said truthfully. “I am so much more than alright, Feyre darling.” I lifted my fingers to her damp hair, pushing it back behind the point of her ear. “But I am sorry, for what happened there at the end. You were… so sensational, I lost control of myself. She suddenly appeared in my mind and I froze.”

“You don’t have to apologise, Rhys.” She looked down, once again lightly tracing my tattoos. It seemed like an age since she’d done so before. As far as I was concerned, everything had changed since then.

“I was worried I’d be distracted by Tamlin,” she confessed quietly.

“And were you?” Even though I had no right to, I felt sick at the very thought.

She was still staring at my chest, but I noticed her lips lift slightly at the corners. “Not at all,” she said softly. And then she looked into my eyes again and I could see she was starting to fall, like a star descending from the heavens. “You are… all-consuming, Rhys. I didn’t know I could feel so much. That was… so good.”

“It was,” I agreed. I nuzzled my nose against hers; held her gaze as I kissed her. “It was unbelievable."

When she spoke again, her voice was smaller. “I do feel like a betrayer, though.”

And I filled with rage on her behalf, because she was so extraordinary and he - he was nothing in comparison.

“Feyre,” I said sternly, willing her to believe my words. “You can do whatever you want. I don’t think you owe him anything. You don’t owe anyone. Even me.”

“I’m pretty sure I owe you two orgasms.”

I laughed again, loudly and unexpectedly. She rolled onto her back, covering her face with her arm. “Fuck. I am such a bad person.”

“You’re not.” I couldn’t help myself: I ran my fingertip all the way down the middle of her body, from her chin to her centre, watching as she shivered in my wake. “And if even if you were… I’m bad too. The baddest of them all.”

She looked at me very seriously and I had never before felt so bare, so completely exposed.

“Liar,” she murmured. “You are good, Rhys. Underneath it all. I know you pretend otherwise, and I understand why. But I see you.”

I could barely breathe. “And do you… like what you see?”

She laced her fingers through mine.

“Yes. I do.”

And then she smiled at me - a truly beautiful smile, all the way from her heart - and I knew I was fucked.

II

[mint-yooxgi]

Forever - Yandere!Kitsune!San

Yandere AU & Gumiho AU - First Person POV

Genre: Mature, Smutty Themes, Internal Monologue

Pairing: San X Implied Chubby!Reader

Words: 1,873

Warnings: Possessive thoughts, some smutty thoughts, and minor violent thoughts. This is a Yandere story, it will contain themes such as stalking, violence, obsession, possessive natures, and just general overall creepiness and swearing. You have been warned.

A/n: Oof, so I finally got around to writing this one and I'm honestly really happy with how it turned out!! It's a lot fluffier than I thought it would be, but Sannie is just a very excited boy in this imo. Anyways, as always, Feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy!~

The Eighth of The Feral Drabbles

The full moon is bright tonight. The leaves of the forest do nothing to hinder its glow, the light filtering through the branches and dancing across your skin. Yet, you are what truly captivates me.

Your hands are so soft, held delicately in my own. We fit perfectly together, as if you were made for me. A fact of which I know to be unquestionably true, for I am now certain that I have been made for you.

In all of my long years on this earth, I have found no other like you. It is you that has captivated me ever since the moment that we met, and I don’t think I will ever stop loving you. You have claimed my heart in a way I never thought possible, and now, all I want to do is consume you in the same ways that you have consumed me.

It’s nothing malicious, I promise. I could never hurt you. I would rather cut off my own tails than so much as bring you any ounce of pain. Besides, I wouldn’t be holding true to the promises I just made you this evening, now, would I?

There’s more than one reason why I asked you to meet me tonight. The moon was only one of them. I wanted it to set the scene - to be the unmistakable backdrop to the start of our forever together.

I had to have you. I love you. I need you, and I think it only fair that I tell you this.

You’ve always known what I am. You’ve known from the very first moment that we met. I honestly don’t think I could have hid it from you even if I tried. You’re very perceptive that way. A fact of which only made me fall for you harder.

You never feared me. In fact, you welcomed what I am with open arms. I can still remember your curiosities that came spilling out of your mouth when we first met, and even now, I don’t think I will ever grow tired of them.

I could never grow tired of you.

I have guarded this mountain for as long as I can remember, and now, it shall be ours. This will be our path that songs are written about; our love that legends get told of. Nothing, no one, will ever change that. I’ll ensure of it, even if it’s the last thing I ever do.

Gently, leaves fall all around us. Their vibrant colours of red, orange, and yellow only serve to make this moment all the more special. After all, this time of year is important for my kind. It’s when we choose our life mates, if we ever find someone worthy to be called that.

I most certainly have.

I found you.

Courting you hasn’t been easy. I am, unfortunately, bound to this mountain, so I could never go and visit you like I constantly wanted. I always had to wait for you to come see me. Being away from you is like suffering from a severe drought without being able to ever quench my thirst no matter how much water I drink. Without you in my life, I am empty; I am lost.

I’m pretty sure I made a fool of myself more often than not whenever you finally came to see me, but waiting for you to show up each time drove me to the very brink of insanity. So, really, you can’t blame me for all of the times I tripped over myself as soon as I sensed you cross the boarders of my land. Besides, seeing you smile - hearing you laugh - and all because of me made me- makes me happy beyond belief.

I knew I had to have you, to make you mine. I can’t live without you.

You- you complete me.

Every time I saw your face I would immediately become overjoyed. I could barely keep my heart from racing, just as it does now as I lead you back to our home.

Our home.

It has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?

I won’t lie to you, My Precious, I have desperately been waiting for the day where you finally come to live with me. I have been fantasizing about it for too long. I’ve always wanted to curl up next to you in bed, pulling you in closer as I wrap you in my tender embrace. I want to cook for you, and watch your face light up like it always does when I bring you special treats meant only for you. I want to hold you while we gaze at the stars, of which could never compare to your beauty.

More than all of that, I want to love you unconditionally. I want to be the first thing you see when you wake up, and the last thing you know before you sleep. I want to kiss you breathless, and wrap you up in my tails when you’re cold. 

Fuck- speaking of my tails, I want to hold you close as we make love, wrapping one or two around your waist as we cling onto each other desperately. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of you, and I hope you can say the same for me.

I’m not blind, I’ve seen the way you look at me. I know I can make you shy. Heck, just the other day you started stuttering when I was showering you in praise! You looked so cute trying to hide your face behind your hands. Really, all I wanted to do was take you into my arms and kiss you, but you weren’t mine yet.

If I’m going to court you, then I’m going to do it properly.

And I did.

Now, I don’t have to worry about holding myself back! I can hold your hand whenever I want. I can shower you in all of my affections like you’ve always deserved! I can kiss you, and hug you, and hold you close like I’ve always dreamed. More than all of that though, I can reassure you of my never ending love for you until the end of time. Those doubts and insecurities will have no place in your mind any longer. Not while I’m around to quell them.

Of course, I will always make sure to do everything with your consent! I’m not a monster. At least, not to you.

I can’t promise I’ll be able to stay as calm as I usually am with you if anyone were to try and take you away from me. Anyone that dares to hurt you, cheat you, steal your heart from me, or anything of that sort will know the true wrath of the mountain spirit that guards that which is most precious to him.

In case you’re wondering, that’s you. You are the most precious thing to me in this world. That’s why you’re My Precious!

Oh, how I cannot wait to fall asleep beside you tonight! I’ll do my best to control myself, but you seriously have no idea what you do to me. Simply being this close with you, and knowing you fancy me, too, is making my head spin. Already, my thoughts are consumed with absolutely ravishing you when we get home, and completing every mating ritual I know of to solidify that bond between us.

Maybe I should stop holding your hand…

No.

Impossible.

I don’t think I could tear my touch away from yours, even if I tried. You’re mine now, and I’m yours. Feeling your fingers intertwined with mine only solidifies that.

Though, it’s certainly not helping my wandering thoughts…

This is what it will feel like holding onto your hand as I make love to you. This is what your warmth will feel like radiating against my own as our bodies intertwine in the most intimate of ways.

It only makes me even more desperate for that which has still yet to come…

I want to serve you, My Precious, and I want to make sure I do it right. Too many nights have been spent living in my fantasies of all that I want to do to you - all that I want to do with you. Nights exactly like this.

Oh, I know it’s still quite early in our relationship - we only just agreed to live together - but I can’t help it! I have spent countless hours thinking about all of the different ways I will claim you, and everything in between.

If I’m being honest, I desperately want to do so beneath the light of the full moon on my sacred grounds near the summit of my mountain. It’s a place only I can get to, and now that you’re with me, only you are allowed to set foot upon such a sacred part of my territory. I can just picture how your skin will glow, just as it is now, beneath the uninterrupted radiance of the moon. 

Your back will arch upon my alter as I lose myself between your thighs. Lips, tongue, fingers, cock: all of me belongs to you. I live to serve you, and I can think of no better place to do so than on my most holiest of spaces.

I worship you, and I will spend the rest of our lives proving just that.

Oh, please, Precious, won’t you let me get lost in you? All I want is to feel your body pressing against mine. I want to feel your thighs trembling around my head as I give you yet another earth shattering orgasm. I need to feel your juices dripping down my chin as an offering to the ecstasy I’ve provided for you. I want to feel you pull me closer, your nails scratching into the skin of my back as your legs squeeze around my waist. I so desperately want to feel you brush a delicate hand over my tails- hell- all over my body.

I know from the way you stare at me that you want this, too.

You’re not subtle in the least, Precious. I’ve seen you admiring me when you think I’m not looking.

Do you also think about what it would feel like for my arms to wrap themselves around you as I roll my hips so sensually into yours? Do you long to run your fingers through my hair, only to grip it tight to pull me in closer to you? I bet you’ve longed to know what I’m capable of, if I’m truly capable of pleasing you as your lover should, just as I have, haven’t you?

Don’t worry, Precious, even if it takes time, I promise to learn every little detail about what makes your body sing. I promise to please you in every way I know how: physically, mentally, spiritually, and emotionally. I want to see your soul come alight with me, for you have already begun to make my own shine.

I promise you’ll never have to worry about anything again.

Everything that I am belongs to you. For now, though, let’s take it one day at a time.

For now, let’s start with tonight.

The start of our forever.

[knight-princess]

Appreciation post for:

• Wererats. Fucked up little beasties. Do they turn into people on the full moon or did they used to be people, I can’t remember and Boorman certainly never explained. Look like roadkill and sincerely want to fuck you up. Two heads for some reason. Only appear once and are dope and real animatronics and everything I’m pretty sure

• “Chloe Allagash’s brave little man”, otherwise known just as Allagash. Insults extraordinaire. Spent like. ten years in a box pretending to be his best mate and was so committed to that bit he tried to sell it to his best mate’s other best mate and daughter. Gave up his life to fight trolls and save the gang. Hates olives. Iconic

• Madmartigan, who I spent far too long convinced was actually called Martigan and nicknamed “Mad” Martigan by all his mates. Also in a box when we meet him. Tries to feed roots to a newborn. Slays in pink. Souped up on the love potion, gains himself an enemies to lovers arc with the hot badass warrior queen

• Sorsha Tanthalos, said hot badass warrior, redemption arc speedrun, kiss in the middle of battle pro, stop listening to your evil mom and make your own choices queen. Pissed off that the dorky hot rogue confessed his undying love to her and it was just love potion. “‘I dwell in darkness without you’ and it went away???” Go off queen. You can fix that never fear. Dopest sword ever but also that would be so so sucky to get stabbed with because fuck that is a lot of serrations. Is it all that functional? Don’t know but it looks awesome. 10/10. Goes straight from being henchman to her evil mom to trying to run a whole kingdom, raise three kids and keep one of them from dying to fulfil the prophesy. Makes some dodgy decisions. Complains about it all to her (literal) captive audience. Saves her daughters life. Complicated queen

• Sorsha x Madmartigan. Enemies to lovers classic with all the fun twists. “Love her?!? I don’t love her! She kicked me in the face!” Oh you just wait buddy. Couple affirming kiss mid battle??? Oh fuck yeah, sign me the fuck up. “I dwell in darkness without you.” Wait. Was that foreshadowing

• Jade and Elora being besties. Unexpected and delightful. Elora calling her “J” nearly made me hit the cieling. You’re telling me they’ve got nicknames already??? Sign me the fuck up. I love it. Need more of it pls and thank you

• Lili of Cashmere. On the wyrms milk. Dresses like a Greek goddess. Known by the alias “the Crone” which she hates even tho she really is secretly a skeleton held together with goo and a love of drama (I’m reusing that description ok I enjoyed it too much the first time). Evil makeover specialist. A+ Lili I love you

• And last but not least, smart and sassy trolls. @lowkeyed1 is a lifesaver and provided me with the transcript for the episode bc I remembered they had some truly iconic lines but couldn’t for the life of me remember what they were. So we’ve got: “He’s not appealing, but he speaks his mind, and I suppose that’s something” of Sarris’s own brother. Of the Crone: “Is she the eldritch nightmare people make her out to be? Yes. But she has her positive qualities too.” Lol fair. The forever iconic “I deplore those who rouse rabble” and my personal favourite “yeah, cos when I said ‘I do’, what I really meant was ‘explain it to me like I’m an imbecile’.”

[quicktosimp]

Kinktober Masterlist 2023

Day 01: Exploration - Lo'ak

A simple joke brings up interesting questions about your boyfriend's anatomy and maybe some answers for what's under his tewng.

Day 02: Warmth - Aonung

There is always work to be done in a village, and a little bit of rain will not stop me from my duties. Unless a certain Metkayina boy convinces me to go home.

Day 03: Happily Ever After - Spider

Despite meeting during parlous times, Spider and I are now happy, with us being mated together and with a little one on the way. This is our happily ever after.

Day 04: Something New - Jake/Neytiri

Life after the war has been good, although my mates have been overprotective of my human body. When the truth is, I just want to be ass up over their laps.

Day 05: Daddy's Good Girl -Jake

Alone by ourselves, Daddy said I finally get to have his cock.

Day 06: Trials - Tonowari/Ronal (Part 1)

A tawtute has never mated with an Olo'eyktan and Tsahìk before. One must go through a series of trials in order to prove themselves worthy.

Day 07: It Could Be Worse - Spider

Spider and Lo'ak got themselves stupidly injured again, and while Lo'ak is in the loving care of Mo'at. Spider is your responsibility.

Day 08: Watch Me- Aonung&Lo'ak

Aonung has always wanted you, jealous that Lo'ak got to you first. But he will take anything of you he can get, even if you don't know he's there.

Day 09: To Become One - Neteyam

Date night with Neteyam is always a dream come true, but tonight it's more than just my dream; it's our dream.

Day 10: Complete - Tonowari/Ronal (Part 2)

I'm half way finished my last trial, but already worn from the first half, the second half is looking much more daunting than before.

Day 11: Make Me - Lo'ak

Lo'ak is acting like a brat again. It seems he needs to be put in his place again.

Day 12: When the Kids Are Away - Jake

Jake and I are left alone in our marui... whatever shall we do???

Day 13: I Must Please You - Tsu'tey

Tsu'tey is a loving mate who will never let you go without, but that also means he'll take care of you no matter where you are...

Day 14: Make it Fit - Aonung

Aonung somehow learned about the 69 and is now determined to do it.

Day 15: Forever - Spider

No matter who is against us, Spider and I will become one.

Day 16: Well Fuck Me - Jake

Jake has yet to explore his new body, so I decided to lead him in it.

Day 17: Lesson Unsuccessful - Neteyam (Part 1)

Talking out of turn has consequences; arguing with your dom has more.

Day 18: Look at You - Quaritch

Just you, your husband, and a mirror.

Day 19: Under the Sea - Aonung/Rotxo

Who said work has to be boring? Now when you have two mates by your side.

Day 20: Lesson Learned - Neteyam (Part 2)

Spanking didn't work, but this seems to.

Day 21: Chivalry is Dead - Jake/Quaritch

You died years ago, only to be brought back in an avatar form. You have no memories of your mates Jake and Neytiri, let alone your kids. Waking up, you were told that Jake was killed by the leader of the Na'vi. Obviously, you believe it. Why would Quaritch lie to you?

Day 22: Our Time Alone - Lo'ak

The sea is beautiful, but leaves some unwanted affects. Thankfully a trip to a hot spring fixes everything.

Day 23: Girls Night - Neytiri&Ronal

Jake and Tonowari beg me to sleep with their wives, hoping that it will bring them together or maybe just lessen their fights.

Day 24: The Hunt - Tsu'tey

Pandora is not meant for humans. Especially when the natives hate your very existence.

Day 25: I'll Take it All - Spider

It seems my little mate broke the rules again, but I finally got the answers to why.

Day 26: Yes, Olo’eyktan - Tonowari

I have been trying to get pregnant for a while, and it seems Tonowari is determined that it will happen tonight.

Day 27:Not So Little Present - Aonung

Aonung has been interested in some "special" play. It's finally time to give it to him.

Day 28: I'll Give You the World - Lyle Wainfleet

A slow tale of how Wainfleet and I did not get together... fuck it, we tried.

Day 29: Daddy Says - Jake

Slumber party for the kids, a long time of pleasure for us.

Day 30: Teach Me, and I'll Teach You - Neteyam

A curious boyfriend and girlfriend sitting together on one bed, what do you think is going to happen?

Day 31: Doomed From the Start - Tsu’tey

Humans have no rights without a Na'vi mate; that is a fact. Yet there we are on another choosing day, whereas an omega human, I will be sold to the Na'vi.

[snoopy333]

Be Mine

Tsu’tey x dreamwalker reader

same thing with word count haha😂

pt.2 to ‘come back to me’

Warnings: smut 18+, swearing , Mentions of anxiety

NOT PROOFREAD

Overview: After Tsu’tey heals from the war, Y/n and Tsutey become closer than before…

His healing journey was one of a true warrior. One day he could barely eat and the next he was forcing himself to stand. You stayed by his side, jumping into his arms with every achievement inevitably apologizing as you forgot his injuries.

After the war you and Jake were truly accepted into the Omaticaya. You both crossed over into your Avatar bodies becoming a true navi. You were both showered with love and acceptance feeling a warmth you never truly felt. You became an official healer studying non stop to truly become the best you could be .

The weeks pasted and you and Tsu’tey grew closer together. His gestures became more apparent in public. His arm always around your waist. Kisses planted on your forehead whenever he greets you. And then the proper courting began.

Each morning a basket was left in front of your hut. Filled with different greenery and sometimes supplies you needed to make your pastes,Sometimes fruit to get you through your day. Regardless he never failed to keep a smile on your face. “goodmorning yawne.” He said reaching his arm around you as you arrived at breakfast. “ What does the day look like for you today?” He said sitting with you. “I have some gathering to do and then i should be free later tonight.” His smile brightened tail swinging a bit. “I will come to get you after!”

It was like everyone could tell what was going to happen but you. Neytiri watched holding in her giggles as she nudged jake who nudged the rest of your friends. You knew how mating worked and you were aware you were being courted but you had no idea what was to come.

The day had passed and the tasks of the day tired you out. As you began to walk to your hut that’s familiar voice graced your ears again, “finally y/n , you work too hard.” He said waiting for you leaning against a tree ahead of you. You smile sleepily “I work to hard?”, you laughed “look whos talking.” He smiled reaching a hand out to you , “you still up for tonight..?”he asked almost nervously. “Of course!” You said happily wrapping your fingers in his.

“I wanted to take you to a place i think could truly soothe you, and connect us.” He looked down to you a smile tugging at his lips . Through all of his gestures and his courting you always remember how he would scowl at you in the beginning. Remembering the look of distaste that always painted his face, and you remember how no matter how angry he looked you always thought he was so cute. “Tsu’tey im so happy i met you.” Your grip tightened on him as you walked.

You noticed where you were going. The place you first bonded. You had sat alone after leaving home tree wanting to get away from the noise of the festival that was happening. You had never felt more alone then ever, Jake had bonded with Neytiri, spending most of his time with her and you were left alone. Though you were acquainted with a few people in big gatherings your anxiety still surfaced. You sat on a rock that was more like a small ledge. It was over a hot spring and you sat with yourself humming and watching the water. “What are you doing alone this late?” Tsu’tey huffed shocking you from your daze.

You remember this day like yesterday. You remember how he sat next to you and let you speak all of your feelings. You two shared stories your sure no one else had heard. “And then Jake got mad at everyone else because he fell !” you two laughed holding youre stomachs. One of the only genuine laughs you had shared since you were on pandora

Now you walked together again. Climbing to that ledge. He helped you up his large hand on your waist making your stomach flutter. He watched your figure above him, helping himself up after. You sat on the ledge swinging your feet looking up to him. “I am forever grateful to have met you y/n, you are a true gift.” His eyes looked into yours with a deeper anticipation painting his face. You had never seen him nervous before, it was cute in a way. You turned to him moving to sit on your knees, “ i am grateful as well tsu’tey, you mean so much to me. I dont think you have any idea how it felt to almost lose you. Your hand held his cheek. “That is the thing..” he started “I know exactly the fear you felt. I face it every day that i dont make you mine.” He placed his hands onto your waist. “Y/n you have become my world, The last thing i see when i close my eyes. And the first thing i think of when i awake. You cared for me endlessly in my worse time. When i was half a man.Please be my mate, I promise to take care of you. I promise to provide all i can for you and the family we create, Please be mine” He said his eyebrows furrowed doing his best to get his words out.

His hands held onto you almost helplessly as you smiled and nodded over and over. Your smile brighter than the first star. “Ive been yours since the day i laid eyes on you.” His eyes lit up pulling you into a bear hug. His large frame engulfing your smaller one. You let your legs fall over his sitting in his lap for the first time. “I am yours, forever”. His hold on you tight like a longing that has finally been filled. You pulled his braid to the front of him , pulling yours over your shoulder as well. “Are you ready?” he asked holding his queue.

Just then you made tsaheylu. You felt and seen all of him. Almost like you truly became one. All you could do was look into his eyes. Holding onto his face as you began to fill dizzy with love. His lips grazed over yours, noses touching together before you both engulfed each other in a fiery kiss. You felt his warm lips press against yours, His sweet tongue exploring the cavern of your mouth. The way his hands traveled your waist. It was all too much.

His hands dipped lower until he was guiding your hips to rock over his. “Is this okay yawne?” He said almost breathless leaving kisses down your neck as your cunt started to flutter. “y-yes yesss.” You let yourself rut against him. “F-fuckk, yawnetu i gotta take us home”.He said as he felt his loincloth tighten. He stood carrying you. You could swear you had never seen him move so fast. He rushed through the village ignoring all the funny looks until you two reached his hut.

The next thing you knew you were sitting on his cot, lips attacking each others. He undid your top leaving kisses down your neck. “Youre so beautiful y/n..” he places kiss over your chest “my beautiful girl.” Your lips met each others again. You reached up undoing his neck piece, pulling it from his neck.

He laid you down the correct way. Situating himself between your legs and kissing over your collar bones. He reached for your loincloth untying it. And you untied his , the both of you scanned each others bodies almost desperately.

“My girl..” Was all he could utter.Kissing down your stomach slowly,repeating “you’re my girl..”.. “all mine..” He kissed over your cunt rubbing over your thighs. He pushed one of your legs over letting his tongue lick between your sopping folds. “Tsu’tey ahh~” You whimper letting your hands fall to his hair. “Thats right yawne say my name.” Before another whine could leave your mouth he was eating you out like a starved man. His tongue swirling around your clit, Soft lips sucking just right. It drove you crazy.

He let one finger sink into you. He wanted to do everything to you. But he wanted you comfortable more. “Hows this ma y/n ?” he asked thrusting his finger in slowly curling it up a bit. “G-good~ F-fuck!” He smirked at the state you were in adding another finger.

Before you could cum he made sure to pull away. He wanted to see you in a desperate state. He held your hips pulling away. He flipped you onto your hands and knees all too well. “Poke it out for me yawne, i know you know how.” He said stroking himself. You got into position arching your back well for him letting your chest touch the covers. You rocked your hips a bit for him. “Like this ma Tsu’tey?”. You knew using little pet names got him going so this was just the cherry on top to your cunt leaking in front of him.

“Oh y/n, im gonna fuck a baby into you girl.” It was the last thing you heard before you back was being beat in. His hard cock thrashing against your walls making your body shutter. His hand gripping your waist tightly pulling your small frame back onto his cock. His mind went crazy watching your ass bounce against him. Feeling your slick coat his balls. “Fuck~ this is all mine, Youre all mine.”

You had never been fucked so good. You made sure to fuck him back,bouncing back on each thrust. “Aah!! Tsu’tey !!” You felt him deeper once he pushed your knees apart a bit more, earning a new angle. Once you got closer your noises became incoherent. You babbled on in on trying to tell him how close you were.

“Yeah my love, Youre gonna cum for me?” he said making sure to let his tip rub against that gummy spot in your deep walls. “Come on yawne, let it all out���. Your moans were loud enough you’re sure the whole village could hear. You let yourself unravel and he did the same letting incoherent navi mutters slip from his tongue. “F-fuck.. my girl..my pussy~”.

Once you both finished it definitely wasn’t over. It went on like this, every position you could think of all night. You never thought he could do you like this but thank god you were finally his…

“Shanite!! Yousa!! Enough!!!” You shouted at your children. They were preteens now but still bickered like small children. “But mom he always tries to steal my things !” Yousa shouted which Shanite came back with a louder comeback. “Enough!” Your mate shouted over your shoulder. “Your mother asked you to stop all this yelling, youll stress her.” He placed a hand on your baby bump “Take it outside!” He leant down to kiss your head. “Goodmorning yawne, im sorry the boys awoke you this way again.” he chuckled lightly “It is time for me to go do morning trainings are you gonna be okay, You know i dont like to leave you alone…

//this was soo longgg🥱… i was typing this all dayy i hope you guys liked it though♥️\\