#one educated yank🙏

[komsomolka]

Genuine question: what are your thoughts on same sex couples hiring a surrogate or adopting kids?

if they're from imperial core: keep it. or at least get one of their friends to volunteer to be surrogate for free. that's only ethically non evil option if we don't count some other stuff like becoming the guardian for your relatives kid.

[shadowdaddies]

What do you think about spoiled reader who's parents gave her everything she wanted she never even had to lift a finger BUT when she started dating azriel he shows her it doesn't work like that with him. Az can't stand brats, especially spoiled rich ones like reader, so he educates her🙏🙏🙏🙏

well anon I hope you wanted this to be smut because I see “brat” and “Azriel” in the same sentence and my brain says ✨brat tamer✨. Here’s a kinktober present for you all. I need to go run a lap

Spoiled

Azriel x Reader

Warnings: nsfw, smut below the cut, shadow play, light bondage, d/s dynamics, pussy spanking, oral m!receiving, oral f!receiving, p in v sex, minors dni

“No” wasn’t a word you heard often in your life. On the rare occasion someone dared say the word to you, you easily used your doe eyes and pouty lips to get what you wanted in the end. 

When you started dating Azriel, you realized it wouldn’t be so simple to get your way with him. He didn’t fall for the act you put on, and it only made you more determined to test his resolve. 

When he arrived to your apartment for the casual night in he’d planned, he found you in a nice dress and heels, your hair in ribbons and makeup done for a night out. Azriel frowned, “why are you dressed up, angel? You look incredible, but I thought we’d planned to stay in tonight.”

You batted your eyelashes at him as you drew your hands up his torso, resting them on his chest as you pouted up at him. “I know Azzy, but I wanted to go out for a nice dinner. Don’t you want me to have a nice night?”

Azriel’s eyes flickered for a moment as he processed your words. He looked down at you with a steely gaze that caused you to shift on your feet. He let out a dark chuckle, “do you think I don’t see through your act, angel? You might be able to pull that stunt on other males, but it won’t work here. We’d agreed to a night in.” He observed you as you huffed, opening your mouth to try again when he cut you off. “You are a spoiled brat. I think you need someone to put you in your place.” You squeezed your thighs together at his words, unable to stop the blush that spread over your cheeks as you imagined him doing just that. 

Azriel’s eyes darkened as he scented your arousal. He groaned, “is that what you need? For me to show you what a spoiled brat deserves?” You whimpered, barely able to form words as you whispered, “yes, Az.”

Before you had time to register what was happening, Azriel grabbed your hands from his chest, twirling you around so that your wrists were pinned behind your back. He pulled the ribbon from your hair, using it to secure your wrists in place. He leaned down to murmur in your ear, “not too tight, angel?”

You smirked before feigning a wince, “actually, Azzy, it is too tight. Maybe you should try better.” Azriel picked up on your teasing tone, yanking you back into his chest as he angled your chin so that you were looking at him. “Use your safe word if you’re actually uncomfortable.” Azriel threw you unceremoniously over his shoulder, laying a light smack on your ass. “That attitude just made your punishment worse, angel.” He carried you back into your bedroom and tossed you on the bed, where his shadows immediately took hold of your wrists and ankles, spreading you out on the mattress.

Azriel took several moments to watch you struggle against the restraints before asking, “would you like to make this easier on yourself, and apologize for being a brat?” You gave him a haughty look and let out a soft laugh. You refused to give in so easily. “No, Az, I am not sorry. Actually, I think you should be apologizing to me for not taking me out when I bought a new dress just for tonight.” 

Azriel began unbuttoning his shirt, tossing it to the side as he slowly made his way to the foot of the bed. “We’ll see about that, pet.” Azriel grabbed your ankles just above where his shadows held them in place and with a feather light touch, slowly dragged his hands up to the hem of your dress. “You won’t be needing this anymore, seeing as you’re not going anywhere tonight,” he said, climbing over you to roughly tug the dress over your head, shadows quickly returning your hands above your head once you were undressed. 

Azriel moved back down your body dragging one finger down the center of your bare chest until he reached the top of your underwear. He ripped the garment straight from your hips and you gasped, “Azzy! I really liked those,” you pouted. Azriel brought his hand down hard on your pussy, causing you to yelp as he looked into your eyes, “it’s ‘sir’ tonight, not Azzy. Consider the underwear part of your punishment.” He began softly rubbing circles over your clit as he continued, “I have counted seven times you’ve been a brat tonight. You will count the next six spanks out loud and thank me for them.” 

Azriel brought his hand down on your cunt again, causing you to gasp and writhe beneath him. You refused give him the victory of counting out loud for him, so you said nothing. Azriel cocked a challenging eyebrow at you, waiting for the count that never came. “My darling brat, I can do this all night,” he said as he delivered another smack to your pussy, your back arching with the mix of pain and pleasure this time. The next time he spanked you, he sent some of his shadows to swirl your breasts, their cool caress at odds with the stinging from your punishment. It was too much and yet not enough, and you knew you wouldn’t last much longer. Azriel delivered another strike that sent a jolt through you and you cried out, “ONE! Fuck, one, Az.” You caught your breath just to see Azriel with a wicked grin on his face, “angel, I believe you are forgetting something if you want that to count.” 

Your eyes widened as you realized. You stared at Azriel for a moment, debating if it was worth continuing your punishment just to defy him again. Grudgingly, you huffed, “thank you, Sir.” Azriel rubbed your thigh as he cooed, “good girl. See now, I can be reasonable. I’ll let you decide: would you rather I carry out the rest of your punishment like this, or put that smart little mouth of yours to good use?” He stood up from the bed as his shadows slithered down to brush your sensitive pussy, and you practically screamed, “use me, sir. Fuck, please use my mouth.”

You felt the shadows release your wrists and ankles, and you sat up to look at Azriel who was standing with his arms folded across his chest. “On your knees, angel,” Azriel said, pointing to the floor in front of him. You moved to the edge of the bed. “Azzy, do I have to get on the floor? The bed is so much more comfortable,” you said, winking at him. Azriel leveled you with a hard stare before reaching out his hand for you to grab. You put you hand in his, pouting as you climbed off the bed for him. You brought your hands to his pants to untie the front laces, when his shadows again grabbed your wrists and pulled them together behind your back as they dragged you to your knees. Azriel looked down at you, ordering in a sickening sweet tone, “you may untie them with your teeth.”

You obeyed, leaning forward and doing your best to untie his pants with your mouth before leaving an open mouthed kiss to his hard cock through his underwear. Azriel helped take his pants off the rest of the way, and you wasted no time licking up the sensitive vein of his shaft. You took his tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue and dipping it into the slit at the top. “Stop teasing,” Azriel gritted out as he brought his hand to the back of your head, guiding you as you took more of him into your mouth. You began bobbing in tandem with Azriel’s soft thrusts, looking up at him with wide eyes. Azriel looked down at you, bringing his other hand up to rub soft circles on your cheek. “There’s my good girl,” he whispered. 

His praise encouraged you to work him harder, circling your tongue around him when you could. You felt him twitch in your mouth and knew he was close, so you took him as deep as you could, gagging when he hit the back of your throat. Azriel came with a roar, spilling down the back of your throat. You greedily cleaned him up with your tongue before he lifted you to your feet, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Lay back on the bed, angel,” he whispered to you. You began crawling backwards up the bed before Azriel grabbed your legs, spreading them as he left open-mouthed kisses up your thighs. 

He stilled his movements when he reached your center, looking up at you as he blew a cool breath over your clit. You whined, “Az-sir, please. I’ll be good, I promise.” He smirked and dove in, sucking your clit hard as he brought up his hand to curl a finger inside you. You gasped and moaned beneath him, your hands reaching to grab his hair. Azriel groaned in approval, sending a vibration through you that left you breathless. Azriel added a second finger at the same time he switched to kitten licks against your clit, and you cried out as you hit your orgasm hard. Your legs were shaking as Azriel licked his fingers clean, moving up your body to settle himself in between your legs. “Are you okay, angel?” Azriel asked as he swept your hair out of your face. “Yes, Az. I need you inside me, please,” you responded, pulling him down to kiss you. 

Azriel pushed into you, both of you moaning at the feeling. He moved at a gentle pace, watching your expression closely and leaving kisses all over your face. You smiled up at him mischievously, “can you please take me harder, Sir?” That was all it took for Azriel’s restraint to snap, and he pulled one of your legs over his shoulder as he began pounding into you at a relentless pace. You gripped his shoulders, leaving behind scratches as you chanted his name over and over, reaching your peak quickly as your legs began to shake again. Azriel followed close behind, filling you up before he pulled out and laid down next to you.

You snuggled into his chest and hummed your contentment as he brushed his fingers through your hair. Azriel gave you a sidelong glance, “I don’t suppose you’ll be more inclined to behave now, will you?” You giggled, “no, Az. I think I’m more inclined to be bratty if this is the treatment I get.”