#the rose drabbles

[key201303]

Pairing: Woosung x reader Word count: 890 words Warnings: None! Just a bunch of fluff. Plot: Tour is over, Woosung's back at home and you could make it to convince your bosses to give you vacation before Woosung has to go back to practicing. It seems like the stars have aligned and you can have some time together finally. And after discussing if it was worth enough getting out of bed or not, you could finally do something together. Making smoothies was not what you exactly had in mind but as long as you're together, you're sure it'll be a perfect day. Playlist: Kim Woosung - Lazy. Taglist -> Let me know if you want to be added!

The dim sunlight was finally starting to make its way through the dark curtains of your small shared room. You had an extended discussion last night with Woosung so he let you leave the shutters up to wake up with the sunlight. He always loved the dark so much that he couldn’t accept sleeping with any type of light entering the room. But you promised he would love the color palette the sun rays made when hitting the perfect spots of the room. And you were right. The orange and red colors started to make their way through the black, grays and dark colors that bathed the room creating a perfect harmony between dark and light. You couldn’t understand how such opposite elements could look so in tune. But that was the magic of nature. It was such a pity that Woosung wasn’t enjoying the view due to his heavy eyelids that kept him in deep sleep.

The orange light also hit his half naked body perfectly. His cheeks had a perfect pinkish tone due to the warm sunlight embracing his delicate skin. His hair was messy yet beautiful as it got spread all over the covers as he moved to face you, giving you total access to admire how ethereal and amazing he looked in such a natural and peaceful scene. His tattoos looked so inviting to trail their silhouette with your index finger in an unconscious attempt of waking the boy up so he could enjoy the colors dawn created with you. His parted lips looked so inviting as well, tempting you to kiss them and taste the sweetness they held once again, just like you could do every single day. And in the end, you couldn’t resist yourself, moving closer to the man you loved and placing a soft kiss on his cherry lips. 

That kiss was enough to wake the boy up which made you quite surprised. Woosung was the type of person to take a long time to actually wake up, and it didn’t look like him when he opened his eyes as soon as you cut the kiss. “If this is how you’ll wake me up if I let you leave the shutters up then I’m down.” He said with a low and husky voice, a smile appearing in his lips, making him look even better if that was possible. “Good morning to you too.” You said laughing, about to move away from him to leave him some space to stretch just like he did every morning. But he didn’t let you. He was glued to your body, like he used some super glue to linger your body to his. “Don’t go. You could admire me while I slept, I want to do the same with you now.” He said as he pulled you closer to him. You couldn’t resist snuggling into his arms, feeling the warmth of his body, his breath and heartbeat almost making you fall into a deep slumber once again. Now it was his turn to admire your figure, enhanced with the dawn light. “Dawn is definitely your color palette.” He said, playing with your hair, leaving soft caresses here and there from time to time. You could just giggle at his comments, and hide in the crook of his neck so he wouldn’t see your cheeks turning red.

You could stay like that forever. Just the two of you enjoying each other’s presence and existence. But you had to get moving in order to start the one and only day off you could both have together in ages. And you hated it. But Woosung hated it more. “You know my perfect day is doing nothing. Why can’t we just stay here and forget about everything.” Woosung whined as you tried to get off bed, not being able to do it because of his strong grip around you. “At least we have to eat.” You said laughing, giving into his arms again, not really wanting to get away from his embrace. You were right and he hated to admit it. “Okay but once we eat we come back, deal?” He said, finally easing his grip. “Deal.” You said, leaning in one last time to peck his lips and get off bed.

Making smoothies was not what you expected to have as a breakfast on a day like today but Woosung insisted that it was the easiest and fastest way to eat something nutritious and so you could go back to being the lazy selves you both were, just like you agreed to do a few minutes ago upstairs. Semi loud music was playing on your speakers, his voice was softly humming to your favorite songs as you threw random fruit you find in your fridge into the blender as you both shared lovely kisses every now and then. 

You were both so fond of each other. Intertwined by destiny as days pass by. You had so much love and admiration for each other that it wouldn’t fit any book in this world if you had to describe it with words. You were just perfectly made for each other and you would definitely not be the same if life ever puts you apart. Just like the sun and the moon. Just like dark and light. You need each other to exist.

[inkedinshadows]

Illusions of Reality

Day 5: Shadow play — Azriel x f!reader

Warnings: p in v, sprinkles of edging and restraint

Word count: 889

You had never thought shadows could fuck you, but being mated to a Shadowsinger came with its perks.

Azriel was comfortably lounging on the other side of the bed, letting his shadows have their way with you. Tendrils of darkness slithered along your body, curling around your nipples and teasing your clit. They had been at it for so long that you were desperate for more, but every time you tried to push yourself up and reach for your mate, the shadows pinned you down again.

“Azriel…” you whined as you got pushed down on the bed once more. “Please, stop teasing me…”

He only chuckled. “Believe it or not, they’re acting on their own accord.”

You weren’t sure you actually believed that. All you knew was that no matter how nice their touch felt, you wanted Azriel’s hands to replace them.

“But I need more,” you tried again. “I want you.”

Azriel smirked. “You want me?”

You nodded, turning pleading eyes to him. A whimper escaped you when the shadows gathered around your clit and slid down to your glistening folds.

“Alright, then.”

Relief flooded you at his words. You watched him finally move closer to where you were sprawled, and he knelt between your legs, his scarred hands caressing your thighs and then pushing them further apart.

“Close your eyes, love,” he said softly. “No peeking.”

You frowned but did what he asked without questioning. As long as it got you what you so desperately wanted, you didn’t care.

The shadows flew up to circle your breasts, but your senses were focused on the movement between your legs. There was a quiet rustle, and a moment later you felt Azriel’s cock against your entrance. His hands still held your thighs as he slowly pushed in, eliciting a soft moan.

And then you froze. Your frown only deepened.

Nothing moved.

“That’s not yours,” you muttered.

You could tell he was smiling by the amused note in his voice. “I’m glad you can tell the difference.”

More confused than before, you opened your eyes to find Azriel kneeling in between your parted legs, wings folded behind him, in the same exact position he was a few moments ago. He hadn’t moved. Yet he had pushed something inside you.

You realized what it was only when it pulled out, right before sliding back in.

Azriel had somehow shaped the shadows into a cock that was smoothly flowing in and out of you on its own. You gasped, legs shaking slightly.

“How does it feel, love?” Azriel mused, his eyes focused on your face.

“It’s… it’s weird,” you murmured.

You had no other words to describe what it felt like. It was dense and thick enough to bring you pleasure, and it pulsed inside you, filling every empty space and massaging your sensitive walls. At the same time, though, it was still made of shadows—real enough to bring you to the edge of an orgasm, but not enough to push you off.

“Bad weird or good weird?”

“Good. Definitely good.”

Azriel’s fingers drew slow circles on your thighs, watching as that shadow-cock thrust into you over and over. “That’s good to hear.”

“Yours feels better,” you complained. You wanted his, needed it more than ever. “And bigger.”

He simply smirked. “I’m flattered.”

You groaned, and the sound seemed to spur on the shadows. They resumed their teasing dance over your nipples and down on your clit, pinning your wrists down when you try to lift your hands. You were a squirming, whimpering mess, but your mate was doing nothing to help you.

He even had the nerve to say, “Come for me, love.”

“I can’t…” You shook your head, almost on the brink of tears. “The shadows… they’re not enough…”

“Not enough?” His voice was a low purr. “I have such a greedy mate.”

He leaned forward to caress your cheeks, resting his forehead against yours. His shadows moved faster over your sensitive body, that makeshift cock pumping deeper inside you, making your legs quiver.

Azriel kissed your brow. “Is this better?”

In a sense, it was. You could feel the tension in your lower belly, the pleasure building up even more, but you were still teetering on the edge of your orgasm.

“No,” you whined, your chest heaving. A single tear rolled down your cheek, and Azriel brushed it away with his thumb.

“Okay,” he murmured soothingly. “Okay, my love. I’ll give you what you want.”

The shadows dissipated from inside you, only to be immediately replaced by Azriel. He pushed in with a single thrust and a groan.

“Oh gods, yes…”

You wanted to cry at the familiar feeling, at the thick drag of his cock filling you, at the punishing pace he set.

You never got the chance. You had been on the brink of release for so long that you came at the fourth thrust. Your moan was swallowed by Azriel’s kiss, and he groaned into your mouth when you clenched around him, though his rhythm never faltered. He fucked you through it all.

When you came down from your high, he slowed only for a few moments to let you catch your breath, brushing your hair out of your face.

“You might have come, but I haven’t,” he whispered softly. “I’m just getting started, love.”

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[siriuslystyle1989]

Get Back Here!

Azriel x fem!Reader

warnings: VERY slight illusions to sex, fluff, Az being perfect.

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Clouded light billowed through the loose curtains, falling onto the curve of Azriel's shoulder as he began to stir.

Slowly, the Illyrian blinked away sleep, reaching out a hand for his mate.

Alas, he was met with nothing but layers of bedsheet.

Rubbing his hazel eyes, Azriel propped himself up on his elbows, looking around for Y/n.

However, his shadows seemed to beat him to it as they waltzed off towards the bathroom where the muffled sound of someone washing their hands could be heard.

The bathroom door clicked open to reveal Y/n. Clad in nothing but one of Azriel's shirts.

Azriel felt a familiar heat rise in his chest, a feeling of awe that still hadn't ceased in all their years of marriage.

"Good morning sleepy." Y/n chuckled, looking at Azriel with adoration in her eyes

His shadows began to swirl around her, Clearly just as smitten as their owner.

Azriel groaned, silently willing Y/n to get back into bed with him.

"You okay?" Y/n asked, genuine concern lacing her features as she gazed back at him.

"I will be if you get back here." He replied, his voice still remnant of sleep.

She giggled slightly but nodded, finding herself being pushed by his shadows already.

As Y/n began to near the bed, Azriel reached out his arms until his scarred hands met her waist, pulling her down on top of him.

Her head met his bare chest and Azriel let out a sigh of relief as he lazily threw a wing over her, cradling the girl.

"Az, as much as I would love to stay here cuddled up all day, we have to go to that meeting Rhys wanted us to attend" She spoke, cupping Azriel's face as he ran a hand up and down her back.

"I'm sure someone can fill us in." He replied kissing her hair, breathing in her scent.

"And anyway, it's a Saturday." Azriel added almost like he was trying to convince his mate to stay.

"Yeah, alright." Y/n replied, not sounding all too convinced.

"We'll have to see because-" Azriel cut her off with a shushing sound, lightly stroking her hair.

"I love to hear your voice sweetheart, really I do, but sleep, relax baby. It's still early."

Y/n let out a small giggle and moved up to lightly kiss his lips, then bury herself In the crook of his neck.

"Fine but only because I love you."

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A/n: The Azriel obsession runs DEEP.

tysm for all of the love on my last few posts I really appreciate it <3

[surielstea]

Tattoos older than you

Based off that Tik Tok trend: “I have tattoos older than you.” because age gap is everyone’s favorite trope, let’s be honest.

Pairing: Azriel x Archeron!Reader

Warnings: Age gap | suggestive | cute fluffiness

1.2k words

I peek my head through the door of a familiar Shadow Singers bedroom with a mischievous grin. "Love, not tonight," The male warns from his desk, giving me a pointed look. I enter anyway, closing the door behind me with a soft click.

He sighs in faux disappointment as I approach him, footsteps padding on his carpet as shadows swarm me, curling around my ankles, up my arms, into my hair. "They love me," I beam, looking at the dark tendrils.

“They do,” He nods in heavy agreement, as if they never shut up about that fact.

"And so do you," I redirect my attention to the winged male in front of me.

"Do I?" He tilts his head tauntingly and as my reply I straddle over his lap, mounting his hips with a knowing smile. "I think I'm too old, forgot how to love," He shrugs.

"Az you're not that old," I groan.

"I'm twenty-three times your age," He argues, and my amused grin returns.

"You did the math," I tease, leaning closer to him, and pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips.

"Of course I did, I can't get you out of my head," He grumbles as if it's my fault he's always thinking of me.

"Then why can't you admit that you're in love with me?" I cup his face in my hands, tilting his head and forcing him to look into my eyes.

"I do love you, and that's why I refuse to subject you to the judgment that us being together will bring you," He denies and my smile falters.

"I don't care about the judgment, I just want you," I confess, dragging a hand through his hair. "C'mon, Az," I huff, arching my back so my chest is pressed to his as I tease his lips with my own. His large hands come to my waist, his touch is tender and for a moment I think he'll give in, but instead, his grip tightens and he lifts me off his lap, placing my feet down onto the ground.

"No, the difference is too much," He rejects and I groan dramatically. The Illyrian stands, looking down at me with lowered brows. His height towers over me and his wings only add to the intimidating factor. Such an animalistic thing to do, making himself appear bigger than he truly is. He was trying to scare me off, and it wasn't going to work.

"You're fae, does age really matter as an immortal?" I take a daunting step forward and he mirrors it with a step back.

"When I'm old enough to be your great, great, great grandfather? Yes," He argues and I roll my eyes, such a stupid analogy.

"But you're not," I take another step forward.

"But I could be," He doesn't pace back.

"But, you're not," I repeat with another stride and suddenly I'm directly in front of him, chest to chest. He looks at me, his eyes swirling with both adoration and regret, adoration because he loves me, and regret because he allowed me to love him back. I stare with the most devoting and comforting gaze I can muster, I don't dare break eye contact, making it clear that my stance on the matter won't sway.

"I have tattoos older than you, love," He drags his hand through his hair, and I know in that movement that he's been defeated.

"Oh, I know," I bring my hand up to his neck, my nail tracing over dark ink that's lived there for centuries.

"You're like a friend to—" He tries but I cut him off, "That's bullshit, I could treat you better than all your previous lovers and you know it," I claim and he looks at me with those same hazel eyes I fell in love with.

He sighs, clearly upset because he's horribly losing this argument.

"Your five-hundred-year-old brothers are dating my twenty-year-old sisters. They can't judge and isn't it their opinion that matters most?" I point out and he slowly closes his eyes, needing a moment to think about the situation.

"They're mates," He attempts to explain but I don't buy it for a moment, I sling my arms around the nape of his neck with a troublesome smile.

"Are you trying to tell me you don't feel a connection between us?" I ask and he only stares down at me, knowing that if he spoke all of his truest intentions would come out.

"We're in love, let yourself be happy," I whisper, we're close enough so he can hear me. I lift onto my toes, our noses brushing and he doesn't have it in himself to back away. "Let me help you be happy," I murmur and his brows crease, in conflict with himself and everything else going against this, but I could tell by that look on his face that he wanted every part of this too.

"Do you know how helpless you make me feel?" He rasps and my smile widens.

"That's called love, Az," I explain.

"Is it always so consuming?" He asked, his voice tender and raw. My heart swells against my rib cage and I tilt my head, nose moving past his as I press a gentle kiss onto his lips then pull away as quick as I came.

“Yes,” I whisper, knowing the exact feeling he was describing. “And it’s not going to go away,” I smile softly. "Because you love me," I mumble, mostly to myself, the new confession will be at the front of my brain for the rest of the week.

"A little too much for my liking," He hums.

"Impossible," I shake my head with a grin and he leans in, pressing a hard kiss to my forehead, then one on the tip of my nose, and finally plants one to my lips. I pull him closer, my chest pressing to his as I smile onto his lips, my fingers twining into the back of his hair.

“I do love you,” He whispers against my skin as he begins to peck down the line of my jaw.

“I know,” I tease, dragging my hand from his hair and down the expanse of his tattooed neck. He pulls back only a fraction, narrowing his brows with a glare and I giggle.

“I love you too, Azzie,” I roll my eyes, pressing a tender kiss to his lips which he barely got the chance to reciprocate before I was pulling away.

“I hate it when you call me that,” He huffs.

“Would you rather I call you my great-grandfather?” I smirk and he playfully pushes me away, and I dramatically fall down onto his bed.

“I’m revoking sex tonight for that,” He warned and I smirked.

“Not even for the rest of the week? You must really love me,” I croon and he tosses me a glare before climbing into bed beside me.

“An unfortunate turn of events,” He sighed while slinging his arm around me and pulling me into him, as if it was torturous to be cuddling with me even though it was him pulling me closer.

I sling my leg over his waist and roll over, straddling his hips.

“I can’t believe you ever thought you could reject me,” I scoff and he looks up at me with a knowing expression.

“Shh, sleep now.” He pulls me down onto his chest, my chin propping up on his sternum to stare up at him. “You can tease me all you want in the morning,” He promises as I stretch out, my legs intertwining with his.

“Sounds like a perfect plan.”

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[yandereworlds]

Hello, recently binged read your works and I'm curious about Demetrius. How would a look very aggressive violent outburst from him look like? What would cause him to go off on his darling?Thank you for your time.

demetrius keeps a very cool head, it is incredibly rare he blows his top, and it's even rarer to be a first-hand witness. he's good at keeping his true emotions from bubbling to the surface, never wanting to expose his vulnerabilities or allow his personal feelings to conflict with business matters.

that being said, it takes a lot to break his demeanor, it's never usually just one thing or event, it usually is a pile of multiple problems along with you being resistant. your resistance is all well and fun, he understands it would be stupid for you not to be, but sometimes he just wishes you would be good for him and comply. to just listen to what he tells you to do and ease his worries. compiling a bad couple hunts, incompetent hands from his crewmembers, lacking funds, a tightening schedule, lacking sleep, and his relationship with you straining yet again, eventually it all accumulates into a sudden outburst that you may not have been expecting.

it can get scary. crashing furniture, punching and kicking against anything around him frail enough to fall over, broken dishes, along with a lack of words - replaced with nothing but aggressive, animalistic growls and bellows. you never seem to know what he's actually thinking, just standing admits the sudden chaos and seething anger. his eyes pierce through yours, and you can feel his frustration. he tries to avoid putting you in the crossfire, but you could very easily be the trigger to the outburst. sometimes it's better to just be quiet, and comply with his wishes as he handles his outside stressors.

[illyrianbitch]

can I request a cassian drabble where he cuddles with her when she has a migraine 🥺 asking for a friend of course 🥴

Tender

Pairing: Cassian x Reader

Word count: 683

Warnings: None <3

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Cassian wore a large grin on his face as he ran into your room, the door hitting the wall behind him with a loud, heavy thud. 

“Sweetheart! You won’t believe what happened—” 

You grimaced at the noise, at how loud and full of energy his voice is. Normally, the sound would bring a flutter to your heart, make your stomach flip. But now, with the pounding in your head and the throbbing echoes behind your eyes, it sent a spike of agony through your head. 

You groaned softly, raising a hand to your temple as you pushed your head further into the pillow. “Cass, please,” you murmured, “Quiet.”

Cassian stilled, the low tone of your voice sending a wave of worry through his body. He frowned in concern as he took you in, your still form in bed, the curtains of your shared room drawn to block out the light. Another wave of worry ran through him, much stronger than the first.

“What’s wrong?” 

His voice had dropped to a softer tone. 

“Migraine,” you managed to breathe out, squeezing your eyes tightly.

Cassian’s face softened.

“Oh, sweetheart,” he said quietly, his voice now falling to a gentle whisper. 

With surprising quietness for someone of his size, he crossed the room in a few long strides, carefully sitting at the edge of the bed. He brushed a few strands of hair away from your face. 

“What can I do?”

You shrugged slightly, face contorted into a painful frown. “Fix it.” 

The crease between his brows deepened. He gave no verbal response, but you felt the bed lift as he stood up, his footsteps quieting as he walked into the bathroom. Faintly, through your painful haze, you could hear the rustling of fabric and running water, and then he was back at your side, the bed dipping as he pressed a cool cloth to your forehead. You let out a sound of relief at the sensation. 

“Here,” he said softly, scooting closer to you as he helped you sit up slightly. He offered you a small glass of water. “Drink.”

You frowned, the pounding in your head worsening at the tension created between your brows. You blinked hard. 

“Cass-”

He gave you a face.

“Sweetheart,” he said, “I already know you haven’t had enough water today. Please.”

You let out a sigh. 

“Okay,” you whispered, carefully leaning forward to take a few sips.

Cassian helped you with the cup, taking it gingerly in his hands to place on the side table as you laid back down. 

He settled beside you, careful not to jostle you as he pulled you into his arms, cradling you against his chest. His heartbeat was a steady rhythm under your ear as you leaned further into his touch. 

“This okay?” he asked, breath warm against your hair.

You nodded slightly, nuzzling even closer to him. The warmth of his body spread throughout your skin.  “Perfect.”

Cassian’s hand stroked your back in slow, calming circles, fingers tracing soothing patterns through the delicate fabric of your shirt.

“Good, sweetheart,” he whispered, “Just rest. I’ve got you.”

You let out a small sigh, the tension in your body slowly easing with every brush of his fingers.

“Cass,” you murmured into his chest, “Could you rub my head?”

“Of course,” he replied, almost instantly. He shifted slightly, hand moving to your head as his fingers began to gently massage your temples. You let out a deep, relieved breath.

“Is this helping?” 

“Yes,” you breathed, closing your eyes. “Thank you.”

Cassian continued to rub your head, his touch tender and careful. He hummed softly, a lullaby-like tune that vibrated through his body. The sound was gentle, almost like a purr, as it lured you to sleep.

From deep within your chest, you could feel Cassian’s worry— could feel his need to make things better for you. Now, in the blissful silence, your heart fluttered with a familiar warmth. 

As you drifted towards sleep, you heard him faintly whisper, “I’ll stay right here. As long as you need.”

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[myromanempiree]

stomach sleeping - eris drabble

pt 2 up now!

A hand snaking up your spine, paired with a gentle kiss on the back of your neck, disturbed your slumber. “Doe?” Eris whispered softly. “Are you awake?”

A single nod from you induces a gentle smile on his face. His hand move from your spine to cupping your face. “You can't lay like that, my love.” He said, his voice soft, an enlightened tone only you have had the pleasure of hearing.

You groan, perfectly comfortable. “I'm fine, Eris.” You chastise, curling up into the silken covers, the auburn color a shimmering molten in the moonlight.

As you fall back asleep you let out a sign of protest as his arms wrap around you and turn you over, so you rest in the crook of his arm, back against his chest. “It's bad for the baby.” he retorts.

“I'm hardly two and half months pregnant.” A sigh from your lovely, but worried mate. “That's too many, I mean you've never been pregnant before—”

“Have you?” You said, looking up at him with a raised eyebrow. “You are a stubborn, foul female.” He whispered.

Despite this the ever-so-gentle, sweet peck to your neck begged of his never ending adoration

a/n: I've never published a fanfic before so this is definitely a WIP, but what do we think of the writing style?? Any notes? I'd take some if offered 😅

[visionsofmagic]

◜ mk1 men using their powers while f*cking you ◞

▸ includes: reptile, sub zero, scorpion [mk1 versions] ◂

▸ tags: nsfw content, explicit language, inappropriate usage of power/abilities, f!reader, kind of drabble, short, canon as possible as I can, licking, watching, petnames, fingering, edging, human form!syzoth, rude and sharp!sub zero, lover!mk1 characters, brat!reader, heat, cold. enjoy! ◂

▸ notes: watched 4+ hours cutscenes of mortal kombat 1 game and well, kind of fall in love with 80% of mk1 characters, so, couldn't help but write for a few of my fav characters from the game. requests open for the mk1 characters as well & have fun while reading, thank u! ^^ [can publish part 2 of this if you would like too!]

REPTILE is a shy lover. he finds himself trying to hide his nature whenever you two have sex not to hurt you because he knows you’re still fragile even though you try to believe otherwise. he never transforms into his reptile form while fucking you, so hard for him to do that but he would rather endure than hurting you in any way. however, that doesn’t mean he lacks fun and any sort of kinks in sex, no, contrary to that, syzoth has a kinky personality that allows him to like watching you, both as general and in bed - he can’t help, especially not when you’re so beautiful leaning on the bed you two are sharing, trying to give yourself pleasure with your fingers while screaming his name because he is away for a mission as you still believe - not knowing when he will return but here he is, standing right in front of you, watching how your fingers disappear inside your folds, going in and out, mouth agape, moaning his name over and over again as if they’re his fingers - or even his cock inside your walls. he likes how you miss him enough to do all of these. 

invisible to your eyes, he watches you until he’s sure you’re so close to the edge, then, chuckling teasingly, he appears slowly, giving you a heart attack right there but you forget all about it when his fingers replace yours, smirking like a brat, green eyes position on your pretty face as he looks at you fondly. 

“you’re so needy for me that you can’t wait for a few hours until I return, is that it, pretty?” he chuckles, head tilting and he listens to your pleases like they’re the prettiest sound he has ever heard. he makes you cum, more than once because he says, “if that is the case, I will fuck my pretty girl so deep that she will never forget it even when I leave.” 

SUB ZERO is not gentle at all when it comes to having sex with him. he prefers to make you remember who you belong to, whose name you’re screaming, and who makes your legs shake in weakness because he fucks you that good. he doesn’t think about what a kink is in detail but he knows he has a few and he uses them with you without hesitation. you like them as he understands from the voices you make, the expressions your face has, and cumming all over him without announcing because you can’t hold them any longer.

he knows he shouldn’t use any of his abilities while fucking you but he can’t help. he breaks his discipline side and uses them anyway from time to time while having sex with you; decreasing his body temperature when he fucks you behind, kneeling down until your naked back touches his bare chest so that you get close to cum, feeling a sense of chill.

he does that with some parts of his body either; his fingers when they travel on your body, in your mouth, between your thighs and holes - the tip of his tongue when it enters your pussy, making you lose your mind. he even changes its temperature from time to time only to earn the sounds you can't think you're making. he doesn't stop with his attempts of fucking you 'till you have a non-functional brain because of only him - his thick cock, the way he fucks you into oblivion and not holding himself back from using his abilities to his advantage to make you realize only he can fuck you like this. he's fond of your screams after all, begs that want him to stop because it's too much for you to handle go to deaf ears - not even when it's as cold as under a frozen surface of a deep sea.

"so cold, huh?" scoffs, humiliating your pathetic condition, "what were you thinking anyway whore?" he asks, poison in his voice, deep. "think that I would hold back because you beg so nicely?" laughs, holds your hair tightly as he fucks you from behind. "they're only praying for me to go deeper, my pretty slut." and he does - going deeper and colder each passing time and you only can take it all - you're his own pet to enjoy in the end.

SCORPION is a cute lover. he doesn't hurt you in any way as possible as he can, protecting you at all cost, keeping his fire at a minimum level whenever you're around - except while fighting of course. he never uses his abilities against you but oh, he can't deny that he loves it when you are a total brat, asking him to do such naughty things in bed, including using his fire to make intimate sessions more intense than it is needed - you both need it as you say, believing you can endure it and in the end, he accepts your pleases, allowing himself adjoining a few things he can do without hurting you.

firstly, he just uses it on his tongue when it enters your wet pussy, licking from your inner thighs to inside, giving you euphoria. he makes sure not to burn you, enjoying by himself too after seeing how turned on you are in these moments. he is a man who wants to please his lover more than himself in the first place - a gentleman. then, it begins with these simple pleasure times - it evolves into something that even you can't imagine happening and it takes you a long time to realize how scorpion has begun to his abilities on you in order to turn you on often; the cute lover discovers how you're affected by heat - in general, so, he thinks a way to make your heat go up without noticing he's the one who is doing it by increasing his body's heat as he comes near you, giving you hotness you can't ignore and start taking off your clothes one by one.

of course he acts innocent, asking how he can help you, and then smirking, saying how he makes you hot by just standing beside you. catching you in a trap with all his desires to have you, he reaches his plan's top point when you have a sports bra and shorts on your body and nothing else. oh, how he feels a kind of achievement when you agree with him, being naked and having one of the best fucking in your entire life to get rid of your heat after getting horny because of being exposed in front of the man you love. 

"my love, you give me a heat even my own power can't give; you have no idea how I am burning for you." he smiles down at you, eyes burning with sparkles of fire, "oh - beautiful, the most beautiful thing in the whole universe I have ever seen. let me burn you the way you are doing to me, my love."

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Hello I looooooove your writing and I was wondering (If it's okay) if you can write a drabble/headcanons about our boy azzie

Like how would he act if he had a sweet and extremelyyyyy affectionate mate and someone who's shy but would call out som1's bs

I hope you have an AMAZING day 💗 u

Hiiii!!! I hope you are doing well! Thank you sm for the ask! Looks like this option on the poll won so I spent some time thinking about some headcanons for:

Azriel x Shy!Reader Headcanons

Azriel loves his shy little mate. It always bring a spark lighting up his darkness thinking about how he first met you. How you couldn't even make eye contact with him without nervously giggling. Az at his baseline is quiet, but he is confident. He knows that he is attractive, knows that he can take any male or lady to his bed. But from the moment he met you, its like his entire universe shifted to revolving around you. He spent the entire night trying to quietly converse with you and focus your attention on him. Any time you would shy away, avoiding his gaze, he would lean down to force eye contact, scarred hand tilting your chin up at him so his pretty hazel eyes could peer into yours. He was literally hooked, trying to pull your soft smiles. It took one night with you for him to want to bring you all the stars in the sky to your palm.

The male is constantly trying to woo you. Even after decades of being mated, Azriel continues to make an effort into your relationship, learning new things about you, picking up on your habits, and honestly... he just loves dating you. He loves taking you out on dates, sometimes out to Rita's for dancing, and sometimes on midnight flights to the valleys just outside of Velaris for a late picnic and stargazing. He would do literally anything just to see your eyes light up in joy from his effort and love.

He adores watching you get dressed up for him, smirking at your sharp stare at him to get out of the room so you can change, his eyes twinkling with mirth because you're still so modest after he has seen you countless times in your bare form.

In the mornings, he likes to silently sneak up to your shared bathroom door, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed against his chest, quietly observing you do your morning skincare and makeup. "Can I get some of that too doll?" He mumurs, wrapping a thick arm around your waist, turning you towards his gently. You stare up at him confused, rubbing your lips together, pressing in the cooling balm, "the lip balm?" you ask, head tilted to the side while you hold up the container at him. He silently nods, mischief flickering when you hum okay. Then he pulls your chin up before kissing you deeply, pulling away all too soon, "thanks dovey," while swaggering away smacking his lips, all confident and proud of himself.

Az brings you a fresh bouquet flowers all the time. He is the kind of male to keep on the flowers so that he can ensure he gets you another bouquet as soon as the old one starts to droop. Male has gone as far as taking your old bouquets and getting them pressed into frames so that you can hang them in your shared home. The walls of your mini library that he had specifically built for the both of you is filled with frames of all of the bouquets he has bought for you. Eventually, when you have your baby girl, her nursery is decorated with all those framed bouquets. It works out perfectly as your library walls were running out of room. And omg he is the kind of male to pick your favorite out of the bouquet and tuck it behind your ear while caressing ur cheek, looking at you like you have hung the moon and all the stars in the sky.

Speaking of your hair, Az brushes your hair ALL THE TIME. He is an act of services male at his core, and he wants to pamper you. The first time he saw you brushing your hair, his eyes nearly popped out from how rough you were being. Male now refuses to let you brush your own hair. He will settle you into his lap, his shadows swirling around the both of you, tickling your ankles while he combs your hair ever so gently, removing the knots with the utmost care, peppering kisses along your neck, cheeks and shoulders, and right at that tender spot behind your ear. Basically any skin that he can expose, he will and will lay the softest kiss to your perfect skin.

Azriel being spymaster gives him many skills. Skills like patience, creativity, and precision. And he uses those skills on you all the time. Especially when it comes to painting your nails for you. As mentioned previously, the male is an acts of service KING. He takes extra care to make sure the edges of your nails are smooth and clean, the designs he creates for you are different in style and technique. He obviously lets his shadows pick a different color every week for you, and that will be the theme for the rest of the week, when it comes to the colors of the flowers he gets you, to the pretty dress he saw in the market that he bought for your date night, to the dinner he makes for you both that week. Ugh love this male so much.

OMG and he is going to get on his knees for you. Anytime, anwhere, he will drop to his knees to tie your untied shoelaces. He is concerned his precious girl will fall over and bruise your skin. Oh, and he loves to help you put your heels on, kissing your ankles before getting up. Male worships the ground you walk on, I cannot BREATHE.

Azzie also has your coffee and drink order memorized. And he will absolutely go up to the front and get it changed for you if you don't like it or if they made it wrong, hushing your quiet pleas for him to sit back down with a soft kiss to your nose. He is very kind about it, will wait until the rush calms down to take drink back up and will tip extra to make sure he isn’t stepping on any toes, but is firm that they messed up his girls drink, and that needs to be fixed. We love a strong confident dominant male.

Unfortunately, being spymaster, Azriel is a very busy male. All his free time is spent with you, or on you, but he does have to work from time to time. Not to worry though, his shadows like to keep you company, especially when their master is not too far; being in his office working on paper work or out with Cassian training. They all crave your attention, fighting over which one can bring you your drink and which ones can play with your hair. Every 15 minutes, they are rushing back to their master to report back on you and whine about how one shadow is stealing all your attention.

Children, those little shadows.

Speaking of Azriel's free time, watching you do your hobbies is HIS favorite hobby. Weather you are basking in the sun while reading, to watching the crinkle in your eyebrows furrow further while you write, to watching you purse your lips while you taste the tart in the lemon curd you are making for dessert. He could sit back and watch you for hours and feel completely at rest and at peace, shadows singing in the background and soul buzzing along to their song.

He will climb into your shared bed to do his paperwork next to you while you sleep, especially if it has been a while of him sitting in the office and he feels like he has hit a wall. He will often working single handedly because he wants to hold your hand all night long, feeling much more motivated to protect Velaris with you at his side. He has something worth working for, worth protecting.

Neither of you are big fans of PDA, but that does not mean Azriel will go without touching you. He wants to make sure everyone knows who yo belong to… and moreso, who he belongs to. Male loves for people to know he is TAKEN.

Cannot get enough of when you get a little protective over him, seeing as that male across Rita’s has been eyeing him throughout the entire night. So while you and him go up to the bar for more drinks, you squeeze his tight ass in view of that male, and everyone else, to see. Azriel is thoroughly amused, a thrill shivering through his wings as he smirks down at you while you avoid his gaze, chin up in defiance as a hot flash runs through you.

Don’t worry though, he is not afraid to wrap his thick arm around your neck and pull you into his side with a soft kiss to your temple, hazel eyes adoringly tracing your soft features. He also guides you with his hand resting at the small of your back through the crowd, and ugh does it get you heated.

Anyway... I am tired of writing but I probs have more to add to this headcanon later so part 2 maybe??

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king of my heart — lewis hamilton

pairing. lewis hamilton x nepo baby!actress!reader

genre. social media au

face claim. gigi hadid

warnings. mentions of age gap, swearing, some online hate, lewis and reader are literally the hottest couple ever, daniel lowkey trolling lando, sex jokes ??, mixed up met gala years sorryyyy, some inaccuracies with race outcomes shshsh

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Day 1: Blindfold — Azriel x f!reader

Word count: 819

Warnings: fingering, oral (f receiving)

A/N: I'm so excited to finally share the first fic! Writing for kinktober was actually harder than I thought, so I really hope you'll like these 🫶🏻

Scarred fingers on your thighs, open-mouthed kisses on your belly, and rustling bedsheets.

Without your sight, your other senses became sharper than ever. You could hear Azriel’s soft breathing, the sound of his lips every time they met your warm skin, the slight creaking of the bed when one of you moved, and even the faint rustle of the curtains swaying quietly. A subtle hint of seawater came in through the open window and mixed with the smell of your arousal and Azriel’s unique scent of cedar and mist. The gentle breeze caressed your body, making you shiver and squirm in your mate’s arms as he continued to kiss and touch you anywhere but where you wanted him.

“Az…” you whined softly, a hand blindly reaching out to find his head and push him toward your dripping cunt. He hadn’t even touched you there yet, but you were already so wet, desperate for him.

Azriel’s huffed a laugh at your impatience, but he obeyed. Or so you thought. If your eyes hadn’t been covered by the blindfold, you would have noticed him turning his head at the last second, planting a kiss just above your clit.

You let out a sound that was half moan, half grunt, and Azriel’s dark chuckle against your slit only made your walls clench around nothing.

“Azriel,” you pleaded again, your voice almost breathless.

He didn’t answer, didn’t bother to move his head and give you what you wanted. Instead, the hands that had been resting just above your knees roamed back up your thighs, spreading your legs wider before they settled on your hips.

You braced yourself for what would come next, not even realizing you were holding your breath. The room was silent, everything still—except for the shadows caressing your arm, or perhaps it was the breeze again. They felt so similar that, without seeing them, you couldn’t tell them apart.

Right as you began considering pulling the blindfold away to see why the hell Azriel was taking so long, a thumb brushed over your clit and a gasping moan left your mouth.

“Look at you,” Azriel drawled. His breath was warm against your skin as he kissed your inner thigh. His finger teased your entrance, gathering your arousal before circling your clit again. “So fucking wet and I’ve barely touched you.”

Not seeing, not knowing, the inability to predict what he might do next—that was what you got off on. You hated it and loved it at the same time.

Azriel’s finger slipped inside you and your hands clutched the bedsheets when his lips closed around your clit.

Your moans filled the room, and soon the smell of Azriel’s arousal blended with yours. With your chest heaving, incoherent mumbles began to roll off your tongue as your mate added a second finger.

You ground your hips against his face, needing more of this, more of him, but Azriel pulled his mouth away instead.

“Oh no, angel,” he reprimanded. His tongue flicked out only for a second to give you a kitten lick. “You know the rules when you’re blindfolded. Or did you forget?”

You shook your head, every cell in your body focused on the fingers still pumping inside you, though slower than before.

“N-no,” you whined.

Another quick lick, another soft moan.

“Then say it out loud,” he ordered. His mouth was on your thigh, too far from your cunt.

“I’m yours to fuck how you please,” you replied. It took all your willpower not to move your hips again. “No moving unless allowed.”

“Good girl.”

His words were accentuated by his fingers curling to hit that sweet spot inside you, and his lips returned to their place around your clit, gently rolling and sucking it. But his free hand was placed on your lower stomach, keeping you pinned down against the mattress.

Azriel was relentless now. He didn’t give you a moment of reprieve—never slowed down, never pulled away. He lapped at you like a starved man, deft fingers fucking into you, and it wasn’t long before your legs tensed in anticipation.

“Azriel…” you whimpered, but his name soon turned into a cry as pleasure barreled through you with the force of a tidal wave. Even through the darkness of the blindfold, your vision turned white while your mate still licked and pumped his fingers, your walls clenching around them.

He removed them only once you had come down from your high, his lips leaving your clit, and by the wet sound and satisfied hum that followed, you knew he was licking your release off his digits.

After a few breaths, you regained enough composure to let go of the sheets and reach for the blindfold, ready to take it off and see his beautiful face. But scarred hands grasped your wrists before you could.

“You don’t really think I’m already done with you, do you?”

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A cozy proposal

1k celebration request by @crossfandomslut

Pairing: Eris x Fem!Reader

Summary: Eris can’t seem to contain his adoration for reader, resulting in a very sudden question.

Warnings: none, all fluff! :)

Word count: 1k

Eris had reluctantly left me this morning, giving me a drawn-out kiss before slipping from our bed and allowing me to fall back into my slumber.

When I awoke he was gone. It was no surprise, I knew he was going to be preoccupied with meetings all day, but after just a few hours I found myself fighting back the urge to break into that meeting room myself and rip him away from all those advisors who knew nothing more than he already did.

It was far past dinner when my bedroom door finally opened.

I perked up, the book in my hands falling into my lap as I peered at the doorway, my boyfriend leaned against it with a tired expression.

His eyes met mine immediately, a gentle smile gracing his lips. I return it, closing my book with a concluding thud. "Hi," He murmurs and my small smile breaks into a full-out grin, unable to control it.

"Hi," I reply cheekily, getting up from my large leather chair and bounding over to him, the book still clutched in my hands. "You tired love?" I ask, reaching up and unbuttoning the top few buttons of his shirt with my free hand.

He nodded slowly, an obvious sign of his exhaustion— yet his auburn eyes didn't miss a single movement I made.

"How about we lay down and I can read to you? Does that sound okay?" I suggest and his eyes soften into a certain look that only a lover could achieve.

"I love you," He murmurs and I chuckle, grabbing his hand.

"Is that a yes?" I raise a brow, slowly guiding him towards our bed while he finishes unbuttoning his shirt on his own.

"How could I ever say no?" He quips while I settle down onto the large bed, the mattress immediately heating the moment he slips in next to me.

I relished in the warmth, my bones recovering from the cold chill of the winter months.

"You want me to go back to the beginning?" I ask, cracking open the book.

"Start from wherever you are, I just want to hear your voice," He hummed while pulling me into his side, my head coming to the crook of his neck and shoulder, his arm wrapping tightly around me.

I nod silently and then begin to read.

He stays silent the entire time, at one point I thought he had fallen asleep but only a moment later he shifted so his chin was settled atop my head. I wasn't even sure if he liked the book, but he seemed content enough with hearing me talk to let me continue.

After a few chapters he finally spoke up, and the words were so sudden I hadn’t even recognized what it was he said. I close the book and twist my head to look up at him. “What was that?” I ask, adjusting so I was laying atop him haphazardly, like he was a second mattress, my chin propping up on his sternum.

“Will you marry me?” He says, his words so casual I wondered if I heard him correctly.

I blinked, my breath halting as I stared into his golden eyes, always so honest when looking at me. My obvious answer was yes, but instead, I blurted out, “What?”

“Well,” He immediately began explaining himself. “I already started planning an extravagant proposal but, I don’t want to wait, I want you to be my wife now.” The tension between his brows increases as he rambles on.

“Eris,” I say with a soft tone, a gentle smile spreading over my features as I cup his face. This was real. He actually wanted me.

“We can still do a big proposal, it’s just— the orchestra I wanted is unavailable for the next two months,” He explains and my smile grows into something infectious, my grin uncontrollable at how much thought he wanted to put into this. “And I can’t make reservations at your favorite restaurant— and fuck I can’t talk when you smile at me like that.” He looks away and I giggle, leaning in and pecking his cheek, immediately gaining his attention back.

“I just want everything to be perfect for you,” He mutters softly and I swear my heart skips a beat.

“It already is,” I shake my head. “Just us, no fancy gimmicks or ballrooms, just us. There's nothing more I could possibly want.” I reassure and a small smile spreads across his lips.

“That doesn’t mean I can’t give you more,” He argues and I roll my eyes.

“Will you ever realize that you’re worth more than anything you could ever buy me, Vanserra?” I hum, my words slightly teasing but they did hold a twinge of sincerity to them.

He feigns a pout and I scoff, leaning forward and sealing our lips together.

The kiss was foreign, the warmth of his lips and that spark all remained familiar, but it was the silent recognition that this was the next step in our relationship that made it feel so different. We weren’t mates, at least not that I knew of. But there was something so beautiful about picking someone for who they were, not just some cauldron tethering us, but a choice, one made entirely of free will.

I pulled away first, and he slightly bit at my lip in protest of my lips leaving his but he allowed it after a moment nonetheless.

He looks at me, his eyes still having that glossy look of unabashed adoration.

“Well don’t leave me hanging,” He murmurs and my brows crease in confusion. “I still need an answer,” He shrugs and I make a look of surprise in realization.

“Oh, gods, yes Eris. Of course I’ll marry you,” I say with a wide smile and he mirrors it while releasing a deep sigh of relief.

“Thank the cauldron,” He murmurs before flipping us over and crashing his lips back onto mine while I giggled into his mouth, overwhelmed with happiness.

“We’ll find you a ring tomorrow, yeah?” He says while kissing down my neck and I nod, beaming up at him as I sling my arms around my fiancé’s shoulders.

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[yandereworlds]

╰┈➤ ORIGINAL YANDERE MASTERLIST!

This post has a compiled list of all our original characters. Links with '🖌️' at the end has art attached to it.

Dae-Hyun Introduction 🖌️

Meeting Dae-Hyun’s dad 🖌️

Dae-Hyun’s reaction to a s/o that gives him small trinkets 🖌️

Dae-Hyun headcanons

Shopping with Dae-hyun 🖌️

Dae-Hyun’s reaction to a s/o that plans to move out 🖌️

Dae-Hyun’s childhood 🖌️

Dae-Hyun with a sick/bedridden s/o 🖌️ (ft. Lukas)

It’s been a long day..

Does Dae-Hyun want to marry his s/o? 🖌️

What would happen if Dae-Hyun and Demetrius ran into each other during a "clean up"?🖌️(ft. Demetrius)

What if Dae-Hyun accidentally made his s/o cry?🖌️(ft. Lukas)

What if y/n tries to seem mysterious when first meeting Dae-Hyun? 🖌️

Does Dae-Hyun have any secret fantasies about y/n? 🖌️

Jealous Dae-Hyun 🖌️

What's the worst thing Dae-Hyun would do behind his s/o's back? 🖌️

Dae-hyun with a cheating s/o headcanons 🖌️

Would Dae-Hyun let his s/o pull his hair?🖌️

How would Dae-Hyun react to someone flirting with his s/o?

How would Dae-Hyun react to his s/o giving him affection?

Dae-Hyun's reaction to sharing the same s/o as Lukas🖌️(ft. Lukas)

Dae-Hyun with a chubby s/o🖌️

Lukas Introduction 🖌️

What if you try closing the door on Lukas the first time?🖌️

How would Lukas react to sharing a s/o with Dae-Hyun?🖌️(ft. Dae-Hyun)

Would Lukas get flustered if you stare at him for some time?🖌️

How would Lukas react to a polite darling that turns down his offer?

When did Lukas realize he was obsessed with y/n?

What is Lukas like when he is jealous?

What makes Lukas valuable?

What if y/n has no money?🖌️

How would Lukas react to making his s/o cry?🖌️(ft. Dae-Hyun)

How would Lukas react to a sick/bedridden s/o?🖌️(ft. Dae-Hyun)

What does Lukas usually sell or offer?🖌️

Lukas breaking in to prove y/n needs a security system🖌️

Lukas's brother🖌️

What happens after y/n buys the security system?🖌️

Lukas taking his s/o to the mall🖌️

Demetrius Introduction🖌️

Meeting Demetrius (part 1)🖌️

Meeting Demetrius (part 2)🖌️

What would happen if Demetrius and Dae-hyun ran into each other during a "clean up"?🖌️(ft. Dae-Hun)

How would Demetrius react to y/n short circuiting when first being confronted by him?🖌️

Does Demetrius ever genuinely smile at y/n?🖌️

What are some downtime activities he does with his darling?

What would an outburst look like from Demetrius?🖌️

Is Dr. Laurence aware how handsome he is?🖌️

Dr. Laurence headcanons🖌️

Dr. Laurence finds y/n's clothes 🖌️

What if y/n was a fellow coworker instead of a patient?🖌️

What if you provoke Dr. Laurence?🖌️

Dr. Laurence taking your blood samples 🖌️

Dantae introduction🖌️

Dantae headcanons 🖌️

Dantae with a plus sized s/o🖌️

Dantae with a s/o that's terrible at cooking🖌️

How would Dantae react to a darling that has PTSD involving dogs?🖌️

The yanderes receiving forehead kisses🖌️

How do the yandere's react to a s/o that enjoys sitting in their lap?

The yandere's as dads🖌️

How do the yanderes carry y/n?🖌️

What would the yandere's be as mythical creatures?🖌️

Y/n returning home to the yanderes after a tired day at work🖌️

The yanderes reaction to a s/o that can break a melon🖌️

Do the yandere's want children?🖌️

Voice headcanons🖌️

How do the yandere's react to a s/o that brings home an old cat/dog?🖌️

Fun drawings of the yandere boys🖌️

[thisblogisaboutabook]

Sneaky Link

Azriel x Reader, Elain x Azriel

Angst - Drabble

Azriel gets off in the pantry of the River House.

Warnings: sexual content, MDNI

His deep laugh is nearly silent yet it sends chills through me. “Just touch your toes sweetheart”

I smirk and do just that, my skirts raised.

“Good girl” he murmurs, sending sparks of electricity shooting straight to my core.

I don’t have time to preen at the praise before Azriel is sheathed within me. Surely the Inner Circle would be scandalized if they knew the Spymaster was fucking “the help” in the pantry. Yet, here we were. His thrusts are hard and I grip the back of my ankles to steady myself from face planting into the shelves lined with sacks of flour and sugar.

“Fuck” I whimper as the crown of his cock brushes my cervix. Azriel’s deep, rumbling chuckle shoots a thrill through me. “Always a sensitive little thing” he whispers.

“I’ve been thinking about this all day” I admit.

“Quiet baby. We don’t want Rhys to know what you let me do to you on the clock. You’re a maid, not a prostitute.”

A calloused, scarred hand reaches forward, covering my mouth. The borderline sadistic Shadowsinger knowing just how much exhibitionism gets me off. I nip playfully at his pointer finger, which he quickly curves inward, pushing back toward the sensitive back of my throat resulting in a gag and corresponding clench of my sex around his ridiculous girth.

He only chuckles darkly again. “Asshole” I mutter and am quickly greeted with a sharp slap to my ass and another to the opposite cheek.

I so badly wish to chastise him but all that escapes me is a throaty moan followed by a curse. “Fuck!”

“Quiet baby” He coos. “Remember, we don’t want your pay getting docked for spending your work day being pleasured.”

“Says the Shadowsinger” I manage to rasp between pants. “Who fucks the help when he should be monitoring what- The smut Nesta reads? What Amren and Varian are up to?”

The only response I’m given is a sharp thrust and a warm, defined abdomen pressed down over my back before sharp teeth bite into my shoulder.

“I said, quiet baby” He warns.

“Never.” I smirk as his pace increases once again.

“Are you this mouthy with the civilians you fuck on your off time?”

He’s the only one I fuck but I refuse to give the arrogant bastard the satisfaction of knowing such intimate details of my life outside of the River House.

Warmth seeps into the pantry, someone’s started the oven in the adjoining kitchen.

“Hush, dove” Azriel’s sultry timbre borders threatening.

I bite back the moan threatening to break free as he once again prods my cervix. My hands thrust back, nails digging into the centuries honed muscle of his thighs.

“Good girl” he growls lowly and my sex flutters around him. His nails dig crescents into the flesh of my ass and I know he’s close.

“You’re going to drip my essence your entire walk home.” A command. No expelling his spend before I leave. No, I’ll walk shamefully yet satisfied with him leaking into my panties as I walk the chilly, dark cobblestone roads of Velaris back to my apartment.

A soft voice echoes from the other side of the door. “The self-rising flour is empty, care to grab some from the pantry?” Elain.

“Yea, my lady” Nuala echoes as she opens the door. Her eyes go wide as Azriel spills into me. She blocks Azriel from Elain’s view, slowly reaching for a bag of self-rising flour. Her gaze heeds warning to Azriel who, as I look over my shoulder gives her a sheepish look. Nuala has become fast friends with Elain. Cerridwen soon after. And Az, he’s been smitten with Elain for cauldron knows how long. His eyes practically dance with stars when he looks at her.

So I pull my panties back into place and adjust my skirts. Azriel exits the pantry first and distracts Elain while I grab my coat and sneak out of the River House and into the night. I splay a hand across the swell of my abdomen, the slight bloat that the Shadowsinger has yet to recognize. When he does, I’ll say it was some cad at a pleasure hall. That’s all he thinks I’m deserving of anyway.

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A/N:

I’m not sure why some sick part of me loves writing Azriel angst but… here we are… again.

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Country Rose 2

Warnings: age gap, power dynamics, creep behaviour, other dark elements. As usual, be mindful of your content consumption.

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It's like a movie. The fields of tall corn and swaying wheat, the cows in the distance, the sky swirling in shades of pastel blue. It's a rustic portrait of a bygone time. You lose yourself in the serenity of it, swept away in a daydream despite the tickle in your nose.  

It isn't until the truck jerks to a stop and Clark cranks the gears into park that you return to earth. He grabs his hat from the dash and puts it on, shading his eyes from the sun as he gets out. 

You look out the windshield and close your dry eyes, trying to find an ounce of moisture. He comes around your side but you have your door open before he can get there. You hop down from the height as Clark retrieves your bag from the back. 

"Ma will be happy to meet you. She's been excited," he says as he waves you towards the porch of the farmhouse. 

"Oh wow," you gape up at the double storey house in awe. "This place is huge." 

"Too big for just us," he agrees. You tramp up the steps and to the door, hesitating as you get ahead of yourself. He reaches by you to pill back the screen door, "go on." 

You enter and look around. He puts your bag on the wooden bench as you sidle towards the wall. He removes his hat and puts it on a hook next to a stained flannel. 

"It's a farmhouse, you can keep your shoes on," he directs, "hey ma," he calls over your head as he points you past the staircase. "Back." 

You head down towards the open archway and step into a spacious kitchen finished in walnut and brass. A woman stands at the island, shucking cobs of corn. She smiles at your entrance and drops her handful. 

"She's here," she bleats and scurries around the counter. She's frail despite her energy, "oh, lovely." 

You're put off as she hugs you and you stand stalk still as you let her. She then embraces her son as he clears his throat. She backs off, smoothing her steely hair with knobby fingers. 

"My mother, Martha," Clark introduces as she touches her hip and backs up to the island. She leans on it subtly, "ma--" 

"Oh, I know," she trills your name, "it's so nice to finally meet you." 

"Uh, yeah, er, thanks," you sway nervously. You didn't realise it was such a big deal. 

"I'm gonna get her settled, you need anything?" Clark intones as he hovers close behind you. 

"Everything is perfect, honey, everything," she beams at you, "now everyone's here." 

You smile sheepishly and peek back at Clark. He beckons you after him as he leads you back down the hall. He has you go upstairs first and the stairs creak beneath him as he grabs your bag and follows. 

"Just down this way," he points you to the right. 

You take his direction down to a room near the end. You push inside and and he puts your bag in the wooden chair near the door. Everything is so pretty and tidy. A plaid quilt is draped at the end of a neatly made bed and there's a carved wardrobe against one wall. The rug matches the curtains and a table with a vase of flowers stands near the window. 

"Oh, it's cute." 

"Ma wanted everything ready for you," Clark says, "she gets lonely when I'm off working." 

"Uh, yeah," you stop by the bed and turn back to him, "so I'm going to be helping her?" 

"Sure, yep," he hooks a finger in a loop on his jeans, "she's had some difficulties since pa passed. She's not as... fit as she once was but she's stubborn. You can help her with the cleaning and cooking. Make sure she takes breaks," he explains as he frees his thumb and combs back his hair. "She does the listen to me and I can't keep an eye on her all the time." 

"I'm sorry, that must be hard," you frown. 

"Not to worry, there's another field hand. I just figured we could use someone in the house since Lenny left." 

"Right," you try to smile, "well, this is so nice and thank you for picking me up. I was a bit nervous." 

"Nervous?" He wonders as his cheek dimples. 

"It's a bit desolate out here," you chuckle, "when I got off the train I thought maybe it was the wrong place." 

"Ah, yes, it's a bit... lonely but it's peaceful," he says, "I'll let you get unpacked then and maybe after you can check in on ma? I don't want her doing all that alone." 

"Sure," you bounce, frenetic after so long sitting. 

He grins at your buzzing energy and backs up, "let me know if you need anything." 

"I'm good," you assure him.