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cherry-hulu · 1 month ago

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— After hours

Synopsis: Sex, overstimulation, and aftercare. What a way to come home from work.

Warnings: Sc x fem!free use reader x Jw, overstimulation, oral (f receiving), creampie, lots of cum, tears during sex, soft aftercare

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It had been about a month since the setup was proposed to the boys. Adjusting didn't took long because you all knew what you were in for. Sex.

The rules were simple. Bracelet on means yes, bracelet off means no. More than easy to follow.

Seungcheol had never been more thankful to see someone wearing a bracelet until now. Coming back from a stressful meeting at work, a quick release is exactly what he needs.

You were laying flat on your stomach —wearing nothing a but a shirt from one of the members— while playing games on your phone. One of your legs was hiked up teasing your glistening pussy.

Completely enamoured on your game, you wouldn't have noticed the leaders presence had it not been for his unmistakable perfume. A soft kiss was placed on yout forehead, followed the the weight of a bigger body behind yours.

"Hi." You look up at Seungcheol smiling softly, he looked tired.

"Hello." He smiled back, trailing a few kisses behind your neck, down to your clothed back, and finally to your heat. "And hello to you too." He kisses your other pair of lips.

A giggle leaves your mouth, it didn't took long before it gets replaced by moans. Seungcheol's kisses was starting to become heavier and harder, the intent coming clear. His tongue enters you swiftly making you gasp and cling on the armrest of the sofa.

His fingers come to play one by one, entering you in an alternate to his tongue. Soon, he was slobbering all over you, desperately licking and sucking your juices. It wasn't just your taste he was feeling on his tongue, but the other members too.

"Mingyu had his way with you already huh?" Seungcheol mutters, two thick fingers in you curling without mercy. You whine, nodding in response already lost in the feeling. Squelches echo the room, the sound in result of the cum leftover by Mingyu and yours.

"I think that's enough, you're more than prepared, I'm sure of that." He pulls out his finger from inside of you, a trail of cum follows after leaking from your pussy. His fingers now covered in white and he hasn't even fucked you yet.

The thought made Seungcheol smile, everything about your setup was so dubious. It was hot.

Quickly unbuckling his belt, he pulls his pants down groaning as he finally frees his dick from restraint. Using his cum covered finger, he gives his dick a few strokes, spreading the liquid all over and even mixing it in with his precum practically using it as lube.

His bulbous tip teases your entrance, entering and coming out a few times making you whine and shake your butt at him, egging Seungcheol to just put it in.

Seungcheol was initially the one who wanted the release but you can't help but be needy. His dick just fucks you that good.

"Needy baby." Seungcheol scoffs before finally pushing in stretching your cunt in half. His circumference was big enough to leave your cunt gaping if left in long enough.

His hands find itself on your ass, groping and slapping it as he slowly starts to move. You drop your phone, game long forgotten, reaching for the nearest throw pillow to cling on.

Seungcheol pace quickly becomes faster, not having the patience to slowly build it up. With the use of your hair, he forces you up to look back at him while he pistons his dick in you, giving you sharp hard thrusts.

"Open."

You comply, opening your mouth, tongue falling out with your eyes hald lid at him. You moan when he hits that one specific spot that drives you crazy.

Seungcheol gathers an ample amount of his saliva before spitting it in your mouth. He would always see Vernon do it to you amd wanted to see what was up. Seeing your dazed eyes, furrowed eyebrows, and slobbering mouth, he completely gets it now.

He spits in your mouth a few more times, and each time you swallow it. Always taking what they were giving.

A hand creeps down your stomach to rub on your clit making you trash in his hold. The fingers though, were unlike Seungcheol's, it was slender and longer. The kind that would be suited for gaming.

"Fuck. Wonwoo, she's so tight." Seungcheol moans, feeling your cunt clamp down on him as you spasm underneath the two. "Cum- cumming..!" You croak out before finally creaming on Seungcheol's dick.

It didn't take too long for you to feel the heavy spurts of the olders cum, instantly filling you up as if the dick wasn't enough. Wonwoo's hand is still going at a relentless pace at you, ultimately overstimulating the two of you.

Seun6's hand lets go of your head as he grips your waist to push down on his hip, thrusting in deep inside of you truly making you feel every vein on his dick.

Wonwoo finally stops when Seungcheol pulls out, immediately taking position behinds you when the older moves out of the way.

The gamer gapes your pussy open, watching as cum oozes out of you. He places a kiss on your butt cheek before licking his lips and diving in you. His lips explores the area of which his hyungs dick was just in, licking and cleaning the hole. Sucking every drop of juice and cum his tongue could find.

You can feel the cold rim of his glasses touch your butt as he eats you out. Your throat already feels raspy from all the moaning you've done. Upper body weak from having to hold yourself up.

Wonwoo's fingers finds itself on your cunt again, rubbing to make you cum more. You can't help but cry and whimper at this. Your legs haven't stopped shaking from the orgasm you had with Seungcheol, but Wonwoo doesn't care, he loves it. He savors in it.

Usually it was Mingyu who was overstimulating you, but after a few nights shared with you three. Wonwoo finds himself to be enamoured by your sobbing pleasured state.

Tears drip down your face as you choke out sobs and moan, hands tightly gripping the pillow you had reached for as you reach your second fourth orgasm for the day.

You felt a soft kiss on your cheek, followed by a big hand softly rubbing it making you turn your face to the side and look up at Seungcheol.

Your eyes were glassy, you looked pathetic, but still pretty.

With one final kiss on your cunt, Wonwoo pulls away, wiping his lips with the back of his hands before adjusting his specs in place.

"You did so good. Good job baby." Seungcheol coos, scooping you up in his arms to take you to the bathroom, setting you down on the sink surface.

Wonwoo follows and turns on the bathtub, adjusting it to your liking. Whilst Seungcheol grabs a towel to wipe you down, muttering sweet nothings and leaving soft kisses all over your face.

"I thought it was Mingyu who had a thing for overstimulation?"

"If you were given the chance, would you have not done the same?"

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daycourtofficial · 9 months ago

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Cassian: the annoying brother

Pairing: Azriel x reader | WC: 2.7k | warnings: brief mentions of alcohol, slight violence

Summary: You and Azriel are mates, but haven't told the rest of your family. Cassian is suspicious of the two of you and does whatever he can to try to rile up a newly mated Azriel or get you to accidentally let it slip.

Author's note: This has been in my drafts for AGES and I'm so glad you guys wanted it. Shout out to @lady-of-tearshed for the line about allergies.

“Azriel, you have to go.”

Your voice is soft as you lightly kick him, pushing him towards the edge of the bed. The house was still, the sky dark beyond your balcony doors. He grunts, wrapping his arms around you tight, his foot catching your bedpost, pushing against it to stay on the bed.

“Five more minutes,” he grumbles, rolling over on top of you, his wings draping across the bed. His breath tickles your ear as he has you pinned beneath him, his arms and legs circling around you. You wiggle your hand up to poke him in the side repeatedly, “you have to get up, babe.”

He huffs in your ear, “I don’t have to do anything.”

You roll your eyes at his antics, his refusal to get out of bed worsening each day. “You agreed to train the Valkyries against magic wielders today.”

“That was the old me, the new me doesn’t care.”

“That was the you from a week ago.”

“I could kick his ass.”

“Not if you stay in this bed, you can’t.”

He moaned once more into your neck as he held tightly to you before pushing off, spinning you two so you were on top of him. He closes his eyes, his head falling back dramatically on the pillow.

“Oh no, looks like there’s something keeping me from getting up. Send Cassian my regards.”

You giggle, trying to push off of him but his grip won’t budge. “As if Cassian won’t come in here the second he can’t find you in your own room.”

“Your door has a lock.”

“I know for a fact he would fly outside and fly in through my balcony doors.”

He sighs, his grip on you loosening. “Fine. Will you at least be there for family dinner tonight?”

You nod your head against him and he rolls you off of himself, slowly climbing out of the bed. He shakes his wings, stretching them out before folding them back behind himself. He leans over the bed, reaching towards you. You shuffle enough across the bed to give him access to your forehead, where he plants a swift kiss.

“It’s too early for sneaking around,” he muses, checking to make sure he didn’t leave anything he might need during training. At least, that was the excuse he gave every morning. All of his training gear was in his room - he just wanted to linger in your presence for a few more minutes.

“You agreed we’d wait a few months because you didn’t want any of your family butting in.”

You sat up on your knees, wrapping the comforter around you as you did so. You leaned up, pushing your lips out and making obnoxious kissing sounds at him until he cooperated once more. He brought his head down to you, kissing you back. He pulled back just a few inches before diving his face onto yours once more, peppering kisses across your cheeks. Despite the rising sun, it felt unbelievably warm to be wrapped up in his arms, giggling about the day ahead.

“And I bet you’re going to throw it in my face that it was my idea, hmm?” He kisses you again, “much like you have done every time I complain about sneaking out of here before anyone wakes up.”

“You know me so well.”

Cassian was walking down the hallway past your bedroom, hurriedly on his way towards training when he stopped mid step at the scent that lingered around your door. He sniffed the air, detecting both yours and Azriel’s scents. The scent was so strong it stopped him in his tracks - so distinctive. It wasn’t just individual scents, it was another scent all together.

He looked utterly ridiculous dressed in his fighting leathers, his hair in a messy bun atop his head, spinning in circles as he sniffed the air. Something was lingering, much stronger than either scent. He paused, looking at your door, listening for any noises. He glanced up and down the hallway, and after finding it empty, he pressed his ear up to the door, listening for your breathing.

You were clearly asleep, the soft slow breathing of slumber coming from you. But Azriel’s scent was quite fresh - no way it was even half an hour old. He took another inhale, this time trying to really focus on that scent he couldn’t place. He found Azriel’s night-chilled mist and cedar scent, your scent of lilacs and fresh rain, but something else-

Gods dammit.

Cassian can’t help the range of emotions that go through him at the realization his brother had been lying to him. Joy and happiness for the two of you, excitement to tell Nesta. Excited to rub it in Rhys’s dumb face that he knew you two were up to something.

And he was absolutely, completely pissed off at Azriel for keeping this from him.

Cassian watched the two of you at dinner that night, his eyes assessing every movement between the two of you. Everything seemed normal. The two of you were acting normal - the bastards, both of you. He was starting to doubt himself - the scent was nowhere to be found anymore, the two of you were acting normal, sharing jokes, telling stories about the week, laughing at whatever joke was made.

It all made him sick.

He was clutching his fork a bit too tightly when he had his opening, his moment. Everyone was focused on something Rhysand was saying, so you and Az took a moment, one stolen moment, and Cassian knew he was right.

He watched out of the corner of his eye as you gingerly caressed the black eye he had given Azriel this morning during training. He couldn't help himself - the anger he felt at not knowing such a big thing in Azriel’s life culminated in him being much more aggressive than usual, leaving Azriel a bit bloodier and more bruised than normal. Azriel had chalked it up to Nesta being gone for a few days, taking Emerie and Gwyn to the Day Court to see the pegasi with a personal tour from Helion himself.

Watching the moment end for the both of you, your hand falling back to your lap was just what Cassian needed to get his mind off of Helion flirting with his mate: a rare opportunity to annoy the ever living shit out of his brother.

And he was going to enjoy every minute of it.

“Good morning,” you chirp, walking into the foyer, smiling at Azriel and Feyre. The three of you and Cassian had plans to go shopping for Nesta, helping Cassian find the perfect gift for their mating anniversary. Nesta’s absence allowed Cassian ample time to shop for her, as well as ample time for you and Azriel to undoubtedly wrap her gift once Cassian comes to you both asking for help.

“Ah, we were just musing if any of Helion’s charms have worked on any of the Valkyries,” Feyre’s grin full of amusement at imagining her sister seeing Helion again. You quip, “I’m certain he very rarely ever hears the word ‘no’ so I’m sure he’s very happy to have Nesta so close by.”

Feyre giggles and is about to reply when Cassian’s boots can be heard stomping into the room. You turn to greet him, a snappy remark on your tongue, when he quickly bounds into the room and scoops you into his arms before turning to Azriel.

“Race ya,” is all Azriel and Feyre hear before he shoots off the balcony with you in his arms. He takes off incredibly quickly. Your hair was whipping around you - you were going to tie it back right before take off, but your inability to do so made it impossible for you to see. Cassian’s haphazard flying was making things worse - the shops in Velaris were a quick straight shot from the House of Wind, but by Cassian’s trajectory, you’d think you were following a winding river.

“Cass!” Your shouts are met with chuckles as he finally lands, a bit harsher than Azriel does, but he keeps you in his arms. Azriel and Feyre land next to you two, Azriel’s shadows crawling all over Cassian to get to you. Cassian kicks at them a little, and you swear you can almost hear a hissing sound in response.

You’re finally able to see, moving the strands of hair out of your face and coaxing some of the shadows out of the way for you to find Azriel glaring at his brother. Cassian takes no notice of his brother’s annoyance, patting your leg before gently setting you down.

You reach out trying to stabilize yourself, a bit woozy from the ridiculous flight. Azriel’s eyes roamed over you as his arm reached out so you could hold on. Feyre looks between the two brothers, unsure of what’s going on. You laugh to diffuse the tension, “that was a fun ride, Cassian.”

He winks, “I’m always a fun ride.”

Feyre laughs, slapping his bicep, but you feel Azriel go rigid beneath your hands. You send some soothing feelings down the bond, double checking that the both of you were still glamoured from anyone scenting it. Azriel breathes deeply, fighting every instinct in him to kill Cassian for putting you in such danger. His anger was on an incredibly tight tether, one he would have let erupt if it weren’t for the various bystanders around you four.

The rest of the afternoon was just as tense as the flight Cassian had taken you on. Well, Feyre and Azriel were tense. Cassian was living it up, acting as if nothing were out of the ordinary. In fact, Cassian seemed to be particularly chipper, and particularly touchy. Cassian strutted around the city with you tucked under his arm, and it was really difficult for you to keep the rage you were feeling through the bond to seep into your own mood.

The four of you meandered through: book stores, where Cassian completely ignored anything Azriel recommended, jewelry stores, where Cassian held up every piece he was considering up to you, saying “you have a similar neck to Nes.”

Azriel’s rage was palpable, almost like a fifth companion for this outing, but it became overbearing when your group headed into a bakery. Cassian would pick up the bite size cake samples and feed them to you, his fingers too close to your mouth for Azriel’s liking.

“This one’s divine,” Cassian’s voice rang out, but as he pushed the piece towards your mouth, Azriel yanked you away from him, muttering a piss poor excuse about having something important to do before flying off with you.

Dinner that night was just as atrocious as the earlier outing, despite your requests to Azriel to behave. Immediately Cassian sat in Azriel’s usual seat, and after Azriel growled at him to move, Cassian told him, “my butt’s already made a nice imprint on this chair. Do you want to sit in my butt imprint?”

Cassian knew he was being childish, but he couldn’t stop himself from wiggling into the seat further before sighing, “just the way I like it.”

Azriel began to turn before Cassian threw his arm around you, bringing you close, “besides, if I sit next to my favorite girl, maybe she’ll feed me instead.”

His wink after that almost lost him his arm. Azriel clenched his jaw, took some deep breaths like you told him to, and stalked over to Cassian’s usual seat across the table from you. He practically shook with rage the whole night, avoiding any and all conversation around the table in favor of watching Cassian continue to touch you and flirt with you all night.

He avoided Rhys and Feyre’s occasional mental taps to try to speak to him, unable to focus on anything that wasn’t you. He eventually tuned back into the conversation when Mor was discussing an atrocious outfit by one of the courtiers from Summer, stating no one could look good in such a ridiculous outfit.

“What are you talking about, I could pull it off - I look great in anything!” You laughed, eyes bright in amusement at the ridiculous description of the dress with feathers, tassels, and copious amounts of sequins.

“And nothing,” Cassian retorts, his smirk growing even larger at Azriel’s growl. You cough in a piss poor attempt to cover the noise, but everyone just looks between Azriel and Cassian, the latter staring down the former.

“What the fuck is your problem?”

Your eyes widen at Azriel taking Cassian’s flirting as more than-

Oh.

“What’s wrong, Azzy?”

You start shaking your head no, trying to get Azriel to look at you, but his rage makes his focus narrow in too closely to Cassian to see the warning signs.

“Don’t you have a mate to flirt with?”

You quickly tug the bond, trying to get Azriel to look at you, but it was too late. Cassian smirks, having finally gotten the upper hand on Azriel. Cassian leans in closer to the table, his eyes on Azriel as he asks, “don’t you?”

Azriel pales, surprised at Cassian’s deception. The room is completely quiet as everyone waits for Azriel’s response, but only a second passes before he lunges across the table, throttling Cassian to the floor. Chairs scrape as everyone rushes to pull them apart, save for Amren remaining seated and sipping from her wine glass.

“After I kill you with my bare hands, I will ensure your grave will be covered in flowers so that your allergies will haunt you forever.”

“You bastard!”

The two are rolling around on the rug, throwing punches and insults at each other. Their wings made it impossible to know who was winning. The knocked over a few chairs, but eventually Rhys sees an opening and pulls Cassian off of Azriel. You and Feyre move to Azriel, keeping him from attacking again. Azriel is snarling in your arms, and Cassian keeps baring his teeth back at his brother.

“What is going on?”

You all still at the tone of his voice, a high lord making his dominance known. Cassian looks at Azriel, “tell them, you dumb dick.”

Azriel snarls at him, and you and Feyre quickly hold him back. His chest is heaving as he shrugs off Feyre’s hold on him but places one of his hands over yours.

“We’re-“ he looks at you, and you nod subtly, “mates. We’re mates and we kept it a secret and somehow Cassian found out.”

Azriel glares at Cassian, who glared right back.

“Why was it some secret you were keeping from me?”

“We kept it from everyone, Cass,” your soft voice did little to calm the Illyrians staring each other down.

“I thought I was your friend-“ he pointed at you, “and your brother.” He aggressively poked Azriel in the chest, and your mate deflated just a bit at how clearly hurt Cassian was. Cassian crossed his arms, looking away from you two before Azriel put a hand on his shoulder. “You know we do care about you, right?”

You step toward Cassian, wrapping him into a hug. “Cassie, we just wanted to keep it to ourselves for a bit, can you blame us? You would have gone shouting it from the rooftops as soon as we told you.”

He sighed, “I know. It just... hurt that you guys didn’t want me to know.”

You squeeze Cassian tighter before Azriel comes over, squishing you between the two of them.

“I’m sorry you feel that way, Cass. It was nothing personal. Nobody knew.”

A beat passes, the warmth from being surrounded by the two Illyrians making your cheeks hot.

“How about this Cassian - if we ever want any of you guys in our bedroom, we’ll ask you first.”

Azriel growls at your joke, moving to pull away from the hug but Cassian holds on tighter.

“Deal.”

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