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[thoughtswordsandnonsense]

To be loved by a hero or to be loved by a villain?

[thoughtswordsandnonsense]

[thoughtswordsandnonsense]

[thoughtswordsandnonsense]

i’m not calling you “sir”, you haven’t even been knighted, fucking poser

[thoughtswordsandnonsense]

Tainted Love

18 + content ahead DO NOT continue reading if you are a minor. This takes place after book 2 in the Empyrean series by Rebecca Yarros.  Spoilers ahead if you haven't finished Iron Flame. 

Following the Battle of Basgiath Violet is left heartbroken and alone. Xaden believes he's too dangerous to be around Violet. Their dragon’s feuding doesn't help, but when a not known fact of fated mates for dragon's comes to head, Violet will be left with no choice but to hope Xaden will come to her aid. Who knew fated mate dragons had heat cycles?

Violet’s Pov: 

The week following the battle of Basgiath is chaos, part of the school is in shambles but we make do with setting up a new camp. Brennan has been working tirelessly, not even taking a moment to grieve our mother's death. I threw myself into rebuilding what I could, helping set everyone up in their rooms, tending to the injured, and assisting anyone who asked for help. 

Everyone is functioning on little sleep, myself included. Choosing to stay with Mira in her room instead of going back to Xaden’s. I couldn’t bring myself to go back to our room, the heartache weighing me down. Not that I’ve seen Xaden anywhere near our room either, I’ve only seen him in passing. He’s doing his best to avoid me and that only makes the heart-wrenching pain of the past week worse. I’d give anything to be wrapped in his arms again, to feel him close to me whispering that it’s all going to be okay. 

Brennan has been working with the injured by day and by night working on finding a cure for the vennin. Sending me away when he goes down to interrogate Barlow, we’ve come up short so far. Nothing of use has been found but we keep searching. 

Tairn and I are on patrol this evening, circling the college grounds and keeping an eye on the wards. A harsh cold wind whips my hair back and my face grows colder the higher we climb, he’s been more temperamental since Xaden turned, ignoring Sageyl completely. Andarna has been firmly told to keep to herself, choosing to join Tairn in ignoring Sageyl. 

“You don’t need to worry about me, Silver One.” Tairn's voice says gruffly through the bond, not bothering to look back as we veer off to the side. 

“It’s sorta my job to worry about you, the same way you worry about me.” He chuffs at my comment. Choosing this moment to plummet down, tucking his wings back as we get closer to the ground and levelling out above the tree lines. 

“There’s no need to worry about me, I’m fine.” He argues in an annoyed tone. 

“You whine about Sgaeyl’s betrayal of not telling you Xaden’s signet when Violet’s not listening old man. It’s worse than the young one who rides you.” Andarna chimes in, her teenage snark has gotten more daring in the past week. Tairn's teeth grind hard into each other as I watch his body tense, going rigid as we land back in the courtyard where Andarna lies. 

Her dark scales glisten in the moonlight, catching it so beautifully I look at her in awe. 

“I will bite you.” Tairn threatens as I dismount. Sliding easily down his leg and hitting the ground with a thump. Andarna does the equivalent of what I can assume is a shrug as I approach her. 

“I’d like to see you try.” She snarks back, curling herself up so I can pet her snout. 

A loud growl comes from the very back of the courtyard, making my head snap to look over. 

Sgaeyl’s scales glisten in the light as she levels a glare a Tairn. Her teeth bared but her body was unmoving as I freeze. Watching her closely as both of them stare each other down.. Andarna huffs, causing hot air to hit my cold skin. I jump slightly at the contact as she rolls her eyes at me. “Uh oh, looks like mom and dad are fighting.” She continues and I put my head in my hands, her attitude getting out of control these days. 

“I’d stop while you can, please,” I beg down her bond. She chooses to not respond and I back away from the mess she’s causing. Tairn and Sgaeyl break their staring contest to stare menacingly at Andarna as if they were parents scolding their child. None of them will do anything dangerous to each other, knowing the consequences are too high for any real damage to happen. I back away, making my way back into the building as they have their pissing match. 

Cramps hit my lower abdomen as I make my way in, twisting and wrenching as I walk up the stairs to the bedrooms. When I have been sleeping it’s been in Mira’s makeshift room, two beds on either side. Sometimes Brennan will poke his head in to check on his, lecturing us about the importance of sleep. Another cramp hits me and I stagger, holding onto the railing tightly as I wait for it to pass. My cycles have never been normal and added stress only makes them worse, sometimes coming sooner than expected or later. 

When the cramps dissipate I move again, working a bit faster to get to the shared room. Opening the door, the room is empty. Exhaustion hits as I cross the threshold, flopping into bed as more cramps hit me. I curl into a ball, holding my abdomen tightly as I fight back tears of frustration. Desperately wanting to just be held by Xaden as he’d help me get changed, letting my hair out of its braid and detangling it. Holding me against his warm body as I’d fall asleep, warmed by his embrace. Before I knew it darkness hit me, and I fell into a fitful sleep. 

Agonizing cramps wake me, my body aching and sweating. I whine into my mattress, the pain being worse than it ever has been. All of my clothing feels too tight and constricting, making it harder to breathe as my back spasms. A cold hand touches my forehead and when I jolt back I see the concerned look of my sister. 

“Violet, shit you’re burning. Let me get Brennan.” Mira rushes out of the room in a hurry. Darkness still fills the room, morning is likely not even close yet judging by the lack of light. Pain rips through my abdomen as I suppress a groan, my body aching as I stay curled up. My hair is stuck to my sweat-covered forehead, I take a shaky hand and push some of it back in a desperate attempt to make it feel less disgusting. 

The door slams open, hitting the wall as Brennan quickly comes to my bedside. His rough hand reaching for my forehead. “Violet, what’s going on? Are you feeling sick or are you flaring?” He asks anxiously. “I don’t know.” I groan out as his hand recoils from my skin, looking as if I’ve burned him. Mira is standing anxiously behind him, holding a rag and a lit candle. 

The glow lets me see the concerned gazes of my siblings as I fight the urge to writhe in pain on the bed. 

“She’s sick, hand me the rag please.” He rushes out to Mira and soon he has the cool rag against my forehead. His hand rests over it as he tries to draw from his healing powers. A faint blue covers us and he recoils back. Mira catching him before he could hit the floor. 

‘What the fuck was that?” Mira whispers as she rightens Brennan, putting the candle on the nightstand next to my bed. Brennan looks down at me bewilderedly, a roar of pain has the college shaking. 

“Tairn, what’s happening? Are you okay?” I yell down the bond. Panic seeps through my body as I wait for a response. 

“I’m sorry Silver One, find Xaden.” He pants and I go wide-eyed. 

“Tairn, you’re scaring me, what’s happening?” I plead as sweat drips off my body, pain lances through me as I wait for his response. Brennan and Mira watching in helpless silence as we wait. 

“It’s been a long time, something humans don’t know about. Fated mate pairs have heat cycles. Find Xaden.” He growls down the bond and I gulp, knowing Brennan and Mira won’t like what I’m about to ask of them. 

“No questions asked -” I start and groan, curling further in on myself. “I need you to get Xaden, now. He’ll know what to do.” I grind out, gritting my teeth as another wave of cramps hits me full force. “Violet you’re sick, you don’t know what you’re saying.” Brennan starts as tears fill my eyes. “Bren, maybe listen to her.” Mira puts a hand to his shoulder as he looks at her bewilderedly. “Are you insane? He’d fucking dangerous, I told him not to go anywhere near her for a fucking reason.” He whisper-shouts as shock hits my system. 

“You did what?” I grind out. 

“Vi listen, not that I needed to convince him, he doesn’t want you hurt -” I cut him off. 

“I’m fucking hurting right now Bren, I need him and I’m not explaining why. Either you go get him or I’ll find him myself.” I threaten through teary eyes, my body curling in as much as it could as if the fetal position would make this any better.  He stares at me, mouth gaping as I wait. 

“We’ll find him,” Mira says, steering a shocked Brennan out of the room. 

Silence fills the room as I wait, my body heating up more and more by the second. Sitting up I fight through the pain with gritted teeth to take off the long sleeve and corset armour adorning my torsos, freeing my body from it as cool air hits my naked breasts. My hands reach around the bed, grabbing the black spaghetti strap silk nightgown hanging off of the post of my bed. 

“Are you okay? Why are your siblings telling me I need to see you?” His shadowy velvet voice rings through my head in a panic, adding pain to my skull. “Gods, you can’t feel it? Feel them?”  I question back. “Just the usual amount, are you telling me your siblings found me in a panic because you need a booty call?” His smug comment has me groaning in frustration. “Ask your fucking dragon.” I bite back at him, working on trying to get the laces of my tight leather pants undone while my hands shake. “Violet it’s too dangerous,” Xaden begs helplessly and I cry out. Tairn growls loud enough that it rattles my brain. “Please, fuck it hurts, Xaden, please. I trust you, please.” Silence greets my pleas and somehow the pain increases even more as the minutes pass by. Being gutted was almost less painful than this. I fall back in defeat as tears streak down my face, not knowing what to do to make the pain stop. 

My door flies open, Xaden stands there in all his glory, the tawny skin of his naked chiselled chest is on full display with only black jogging pants around his hips. He’s quick to enter, coming to the side of my bed and kneeling beside me. Pain has me doubled over again, whimpering as my abdomen throbbs. His hand reaches out, curling around my back and pulling me into his form. My head rests on his shoulder as he holds me against him.

“Fuck, you’re burning up.” Xaden comments as I whimper into him. 

“Make it stop,” I beg, my voice breaking and pathetic as he holds me. His other hand scooches mine out of the way, undoing the laces with quick work and dragging them and my underwear down my legs. His head cocks to the side like he’s having a conversation, I pull back and watch him as his eyes go wide, the red ring around his onyx irises prominent. 

“Can you walk?” He asks me softly as he looks down, accessing me. 

“Fuck, I don’t know.” I groan as pain shoots down my legs, less than before. As if his mere presence was soothing the pain. 

He thinks for a moment before his arms are sliding me against his torso. Picking me up and carrying me bridal style, out of the room and down the hall, going to the stairs and making his way up to the next floor. I bite back my whines of pain as he walks, my body limp in his hold.  He walks to the end of the hall, kicking open a door and entering. 

Shutting it with his back he carries me over to the large bed. Simple black and red sheets adorn the top and he lays us down on the cool sheets. He moves me so I’m on top of him, straddling his lap as I look into the eyes of the man I love. 

“You know what's happening?” He rasps below me, his hands holding my hips tightly. Flexing the muscles in his arms, I nod my head. “Yeah, sort of. Fuck.” I whine helplessly against him, my hips involuntarily moving on their own, grinding my drenched cunt against his clothed hard cock. 

“Violet, fuck.” He rasps, his voice deep and throaty. He steels his hold on me, keeping my body from moving as he stares at me with lust-blown eyes. 

“Do you want this?” He whispers, his face serious as I reach a hand out to smooth his silky black hair away from his face. My fingers grazed over his scarred brow as I answered. 

“Please, gods I can’t take this. Fuck I’ve needed you.” A choked sob makes its way up my throat as he brings me closer to him. My head against his chest as my hand falls to his side, his heart pounds fast and loud under my ear. His fingers rake through my hair, softly undoing the mess my braid has turned into.  

“I’ve missed you too.” He whispers, his chin resting on my head as tears fall from my eyes. Another pang goes through my abdomen twisting sharp enough to have me breathless. 

“Let me take care of you.” He begs softly, his deep voice has my brain short-circuiting. All I can do is nod my head and wait for it to dissipate again. After some deep breaths, the pain subsides and I look up. His usually stone-hard expression is replaced with one of concern, eyes filled with love as I speak. “Please.”

 He moves me to lie down next to him and then crawls down the bed, spreading my legs and trailing his rough calloused hands up my legs. Starting at my ankle and leaving little bites as he gets closer to my thighs, nipping playfully as he gets closer to my weeping cunt. “I’m gonna take good care of you, you’re gonna be okay.” He whispers against my skin, his hot breath hitting my inner thigh as his hair tickles my skin. 

He spreads me wide before diving in. The pain subsides and turns into pleasure as he sucks my clit into his mouth. I cry out at the pressure building already, my hands flying to his silky hair as he sucks, stopping every few seconds to lap up the wetness leaking from me. My high-pitched moans fill the room as my chest heaves, my hands tangling themselves into his hair further as I grind myself against his mouth. I can feel his smirk before he pulls back, my hands falling against the bed as his face glistening with my wetness. 

His tongue darts out, liking around his lips as he accesses me. Heat fills my face as he looks at me like a predator who just got their prey. “If I go too far, I need you to promise to stop me. Do what you need to.” His deep voice reverberates throughout the room as the pain subtly comes back. “I will, fuck please go back to what you were doing.” I plead and he smiles down at me. 

His fingers moved to my entrance, sliding two in. The slight stretch has me moaning and arching my back as he sinks them into me until I reach his knuckle. Curling them up he starts a slow and steady pace that has me crying out. “Fuck, more please,” I whine and he obeys, going faster. My body bows as he continues his ministrations, tracking every movement my body makes. 

“Be a good girl, cum on my fingers.” His strained voice demands as his thumb finds my clit and starts rubbing. His pace speeds up even more than I thought possible as the veins in his arms become more prominent. I shatter against him, thunder rumbling outside as multiple lightning strikes hit the field outside the window. 

He slows, letting up his pace before taking his fingers out. He brings them to his lips and licks them clean, staring down at me the whole time as he lets go with a pop. “You always taste so sweet.” He moans throatly. A blush makes its way over my face at his words. The pain is nonexistent as I come down. 

His hands move under my nightdress, dragging the fabric up and over my body, exposing my breasts and leaving goosebumps everywhere he touches. Rough fingers just barely skimming over the top of my skin. I lift my arms so he can get it over my head, my body on full display for him as he stares down at me hungrily. His hands grope my breasts, pinching and pulling softly at my nipples as his mouth descends on mine. His tongue runs over my lips as I let him in, his tongue rolling over mine as we kiss sloppily. There’s a desperate need in the way he kisses me as if I’m the first drop of water he’s had in days. 

He breaks our kiss, and a small trail of saliva connects us as he stares at me, his eyes almost completely black as he pinches my nipples again. I gasp as a spark of pleasure goes down my spine and straight to my throbbing clit. 

“I love you.” He whispers and I say it back, bringing a hand to his face to hold him tenderly. He hovers over me moving his hands from my breasts to either side of my rib cage, holding himself up and caging me in between his muscular arms. 

A pang of need has me looping a hand over the back of his neck and dragging him back down to my lips, kissing him fervently and urgently. As though he was my only source of air. My hands find their way back to his hair tugging on it slightly. He gasps into our kiss and I take that as my opportunity to slightly bite his lip. He moans into the kiss as I move my lips to his chin and then his neck, sucking on the skin just under his ear. His hips rutt into my pelvis at the contact as he’s gasping above me. His hands curl into the sheets as I suck a hickey onto his neck. Pulling back I admire the deep red and purple that's forming. 

A low growl rumbles from his throat as I look at him, a small smirk forming on my face. 

“You didn’t.” He growls and I bite my lip. 

He makes quick work of getting off of me, hauling me upright and leaning me over the bed. Grabbing a pillow he tucks it under my pelvis as he stands behind me. My feet are firmly planted and spread while my stomach lies on the bedding and pillows. I can feel my wetness leaking down my thighs as he follows the trail of it up, swiping it through my folds before putting two fingers in me. 

I arch and whine as he fucks them quickly into me, mewling at the pleasure building before he abruptly stops and pulls out. I whine in protest and he tuts, leaning over me to whisper in my ear. “Don’t worry my sweet girl, I’m gonna take care of you. I just needed some of your wetness to get my cock all nice and ready for you.” He nips at my ear before retreating. 

Soon the tip of his thick cock is at my entrance, notching himself just barely in as I whine. Desire and need coarse through my body as he stills, teasing me with just the slightest bit of pressure. I squeeze around only the tip as he waits. One of his hands is stroking the column of my spine up and down causing me to shiver against his touch. 

“Please, fuck me please Xaden I need -” Before I can continue he shoves in, hips meeting the plush of my ass as I mewl loudly, my fists curling into the sheets as he stills. My cunt feels full as ever without the chance to adjust to his size. I throb around him as he waits. 

“Since you asked so nicely.” He comments breathlessly as he slowly goes in and out, coolness meets my clit as the suction feeling returns, tugging and taunting my clit in a delicious way that has me crying out. 

My body moves up and down the sheets as Xaden fucks into me slowly. I’m crying out for him quickly as the suction increases, my body spasming around him as I cum. My voice echoes through the room as he fucks me slowly through my orgasm, never letting up and drawing me closer to cumming again. 

“Fuck, Xaden harder, please. I need you.” I whine and his hips snap sharply into me, his pace speeding up as he hauls me upright and onto my tip toes. The change in angle has him driving deeper into me as my eyes roll into the back of my head making me borderline delirious from pleasure. 

“Being such a good cock hungry slut for me.” His shadowy deep voice echoes in my head and I whine, bucking myself back onto him as I feel myself getting close to cumming again. My breasts feel heavy as my body goes taunt in his hold, his hands gripping tightly onto my hips. Sweat drips down my back as he chases his release. “Xaden, please, I need you to fill me, please. I just need you.” I plead desperately down the bond, tears springing to my eyes at the sheer amount of pleasure coursing throughout my body. He lets out a throaty growl as one of his hands slaps my ass hard. I yelp, the sting adding to the growing sensations as I feel him twitch inside, the suction on my clit increases as my body shakes. My hands fist the sheet as I let out a throaty cry, my voice breaking and going hoarse as my body implodes. 

My toes curl as I feel hot cum fill me. Heavy pants fill the air as Xaden stills inside of me, dropping my hips down softly, moving my hair and kissing my back softly. His hair is damp against my skin as both our chests heave to get more air into our lungs. The pressure on my clit is gone as he pulls out of me, cum dripping out and down my legs, onto the edge of the bed and floor. 

I twist myself so my back is lying on the bed, looking up at Xaden’s towering figure looming over me. Sweat glistens against his tawny chest and face, thigh muscles clenching and unclenching as he looks down at me in adoration. “Are you okay?” He asks softly and I nod yes, the pain finally gone. “Yes, thank you,” I say softly as I catch my breath.

 He offers me a hand up and I take it, my legs shaking as I stand. He moves away and grabs a spare towel that's draped over a desk chair, bringing it over and dropping to his knees. Slowly he drags it up from my ankles to my knees, to the inner part of my thighs and then against my cunt. The cloth is rough against my sensitive skin and I’m gasping against it. Jolting back from the overstimulation of him touching me. 

One of his arms wraps around my hips and drives me forward. Holding me open so he can clean me up. Once he’s done with me he uses the opposite end of the towel to clean himself up and then tosses it across the room. 

“Stay?” I ask softly as he stands, hoping he doesn’t intend to leave me after that. “Of course, I promised my girl I’d take care of her.” He says sweetly as he drops a kiss to the top of my head. 

We tumble back into bed where we spend the rest of the morning wrapped in each other's embrace. 

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Hot Blooded

This is a continuation of a previous fanfic I wrote called Desire. 18 + content ahead, please do not interact if you're a minor. If you haven't read Desire yet I do recommend reading it first so some gaps are filled in.

Violet’s Pov:

Sun shines through the window as I wake, casting a warm glow to the room. Reaching across the bed I come up empty, cool sheets touch my flaming skin. Sweat forms all over my body as I let out a groan of frustration, the dampness between my legs has me aching with need. The sheet covering my body only adds to the overheating of my body so I kick them off.

 Pleasure sparks through me so fast it has my toes and fingers curling into Xaden’s sheets. I gasp a tagged breath as it dissipates as fast as it came. 

“Where are you?” I beg down the bond to Xaden, 

“I didn’t think you’d be awake yet, I stepped out to explain our absence for the next few days. Devera was a bit smug about it, she told me to tell you and I quote ‘Have fun, don’t add to the population’ “ He trails off with a chuckle and I groan, scraping my face with my hands as I roll over and shove my face into the pillow. 

“I’m gonna throw myself out the window,” I whine down the bond and he only responds with a laugh. 

“Please don’t,” Is the only response he gives as I lay there sweating and dizzy. His scent of mint and citrus wafts up from his pillow and into my nose. 

The door creaking open has me turning my head to look at Xaden who looks perfectly fine as he strides in with a tray. He’s wearing grey sweatpants that leave little to the imagination and a tight black t-shirt covers his chest. His muscles are fully on display as his onyx eyes look down at me, accessing my body as he sets down the tray on his nightstand. “How are you feeling?” He asks quietly, sitting on the edge of the bed as he looks down at me. 

A tender hand brushes my hair out of my face, his skin hot against my own. “Like I’m wearing winter clothes in the middle of summer.” I whimper as I lean into his touch, it’s not nearly enough to stop the aching but for the moment it will do. “That’ll go away soon enough,” He comments softly. 

“You need to eat,” He demands quietly, his eyes searching mine for any kind of protest. My stomach grumbles as I tear my gaze away from him to look over at the tray. There’s fruit, toast, two large clear cups filled with water, and a bowl that I can’t see into. 

“I could’ve gotten it myself, I’m not that delirious with need.” I look back at him as he rolls his eyes at me. “You could just say thank you, ya know?” It’s my turn to roll my eyes as he shifts away from me, turning himself to face the tray as I sit upright with my back against the headboard. “Thank you,” I grumble and shift to make room for him. He hands me a piece of toast and I take it from him, taking small bites as we eat in silence. 

I’m the first to break the silence once I finish my slice of toast. “So, dragons have heats?” I ask as he finishes his slice of toast. “To my understanding only mated pairs do.” He answers and I nod my head. “So this has happened to you before?” I ask and he sighs, running his hands through his devilish black hair. “Once, in my first year.” His answer is short as he looks down at me, even with both of us sitting he’s taller than me. Every fibre of my being is making me want to climb into his lap as he shifts his legs a bit wider as he stays seated on the edge of the bed. “Did you know what was happening?” I ask tentatively. 

“I pieced it together eventually, can we not talk about this?” He begs as a blush covers his cheeks and nose. “Fine, I’ll drop it for now.” I move quickly from my position to being in his lap, my legs on either side of his waist as his thick arms wrap around me. His warm hands rest on my ass cheeks as I loop my arms around his neck, pulling him close to me as I look at him.

There’s a thin sheen of sweat at the top of his forehead, his pupils are full-blown as his lips part in a gasp as I drag myself over his clothed cock. Pleasure sparks throughout my body and I mewl in his hold, my fingers curling into the hair at the nape of his neck. His chest heaves as he looks down at me, his hands tighten their hold on my ass as we both get hit full force with pleasure from our dragons. 

“Touch me, please,” I beg and he smirks as he drops a kiss to my forehead. 

“I’ll worship you thoroughly in a moment, just - let me hold you for a second.” He pants against me, his breath that smells like mint fans over my face. His touch sends sparks throughout my body as he holds me against him, he’s entirely too clothed for my liking.

 My hands trail from his neck, down his spine and to the bottom of his shirt where I drag the fabric up, exposing his toned torso. “Desperate to get me naked again Violence?” He pants as he pulls back, I wrap my legs around his waist as he lets go of my ass, quick to take over. 

Grabbing the back of his shirt he drags the dark fabric agonizingly slow over his tawny skin. My fingers trail over the dark hair that starts at the bottom of his abdomen and goes up the defined muscle that tones his stomach.

Tracing the newly exposed skin, he shucks his shirt off and throws it across the room. His body shudders under my touch as he looks down and grabs my hand as my fingers move to trace his collarbones. “I said I was worshipping you, Violet. Not the other way around.” His voice is stern and commanding, I shift in his lap creating delicious friction that has me gasping and throwing my head back.

“That’s it.” His gruff voice rings out and faster than I can comprehend I’m underneath him, the bed against my back as he hovers over me. He’s quick to get my hands and pin them above my head, the rest of my body unable to move as he pins me down with the weight of his own body. My legs dangle over the edge of the bed as we both take a handful of shuddering breaths. “If you try to move your hands I’ll tie them to the headboard.” He threatens, need pangs through my body as I feel wetness pool in between my legs. “Okay.” I squeak as he moves. 

He kneels on the floor as he spreads me wide, dragging my ass closer to the edge of the bed as he stares up at me hungrily. “Be a good girl and don’t move your hands.” He says huskily before moving down, his lips quickly attach to my clit and suck against it, his broad shoulders keep me spread out for him as my body arches against him. I whine loudly as he sucks on my clit, pleasure scorching through my body.

One of his arms move and I feel pressure at my entrance as he teases the outside of it, only slightly pressing in before backing away. His ministrations continue like that for a few moments before I’m begging and writhing against him. “Please, fuck, please I can’t. Stop teasing.” I beg and he chuckles the vibrations hit my clit and I shriek as he sinks a finger into me. The aching needy feeling comes back in full force as he slowly fucks his finger in and out, curling it up to hit the right spot.

My hands clench tightly into the tangled bed sheets as I fight the urge to lace them through his hair. The pressure changes from slight to fuller as he adds a second finger into the mix. Sucking more harshly against my clit and I cry out, it doesn’t take long to come undone. I let out a scream of pleasure as he takes his fingers out of me and replaced them with his tongue. Lapping up all of it as spots dance throughout my vision, his eyes gleaming with delight as I come down, his tongue slowing down as he pulls back. 

My cum glistens off of his chin and he’s quick to stick his tongue out to clean it up, using the back of his hand to wipe up what his tongue couldn’t reach. “Please, let me touch you,” I beg and he smirks at me. “No.” His hand moves back as his two fingers slide inside again, he looks down at me like a man starved as he slowly fucks his fingers in and out. “Can you take more? I don’t want to hurt you?” He asks breathly and I nod my head yes. “Please.” I whimper and he smiles at me, adding a third finger to the mix has me feeling delightfully full.

They curl up and I cry out as he watches my reactions intently. He palms himself over his joggers as he finger fucks me. “You’re doing so good for me, I’m so proud of you Violet. Being such a good girl.” I mewl under his praise, if it weren't for the current circumstances I’d say something snarky to retaliate.

His pace speeds up as my legs shake, the pressure building up quickly as he brings me close to another orgasm. His thumb touches my clit, applying enough pressure that I’m crying out again. My hands move from the sheets to his wrist as I gush around his fingers. My nails bite into his skin as I come undone with a scream. “Fuck please, fuck Xaden. It’s too much.” I whine and he stops. Looking from my face to my hand that’s wrapped around his wrist. 

“Do you need me to stop?” He asks as he takes his hands off of me completely. “No, fuck it’s just so much. God, I feel like I’m on fire.” I whine and he smirks “Good, if you need me to stop I will at any moment but right now I’m glad you want more.” He grounds out the last bit as he moves his hand to wrap around the wrist of the hand I grabbed him with. 

“Now I do believe I gave you a simple order Cadet.” He says menacingly, staring down at me like a predator that just caught their prey. “What did I tell you to do?” He questions lowly and I smirk down at him, “Not move my hands.” I respond “And what did you do?” His gaze flicks from my hand to my face. “Moved my hands,” I answer and he pounces, dragging my body to the top of the bed where he pins both wrists, he grabs something from his nightstand and quickly has my wrists pressed together and a soft tan rope is wrapped around them.

Tight enough that I probably can’t get my hands out but not tight enough to cut off circulation. My hands are above my head as he ties the other end to one of the planks underneath the mattress. He tugs a tug at it before letting go and smirking down at me. “Can’t follow simple orders.” He tuts as my thighs rub together. One of his shadows falls from his hands, ghosting over my stomach and breasts, the cool sensation causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. 

He backs up and moves off the bed as his shadows dance softly over my skin. His cock is tented up in his jogging pants and it has me salivating at the thought of him fucking me with it. He palms it and I feel my skin flush at being caught.

“You’re just a cock hungry slut aren’t you?” He questions as he leans against the desk on the other side of the bed. “Fuck you, no I’m not.” He laughs darkly as I feel a harsh pinch on my nipples, my back arches as I yelp. Pain and pleasure cursing through me as he watches. “Try again,” He comments lazily as he shucks off his pants, his thick veiny cock springing free. His hand pumps lazy strokes as he watches me intently.

The shadow dances down my abdomen and settles over my clit, adding pressure and coolness that has me writhing against the restraints. “Fuck you’re too full of yourself.” I bite out and a sharp tug on my clit has me crying out. “Fine, fuck yes, but only for you.” I groan and the sharp tug stops, going back to a deliriously good pressure that has my legs shaking.

Gasps leave my mouth as I feel the pressure build higher and higher, my toes curling into the bed as the shadows begin mimicking the sucking motion he was doing to me earlier. “I don’t even have to touch you to have you coming undone.” His voice is hoarse as his cock twitches in his hand. “Cum for me Violet, please.” I shatter as my vision darkens and my ears ring, my body convulsing as his shadows cease. 

He crosses the room in a couple of quick strides, undoing my restraints as he kisses me, warm lips meet mine as he nips at my bottom lip. My body tingles and feels floaty as I pull back from him. Taking a few gulps of air as he scooches me over, sitting on the bed and pulling me next to him. My head is on his chest as he holds me close to him, one hand circles around my waist and the other rubs soothingly up and down my back.

The room spins as I come to my senses and it takes me a moment to realize my body is vibrating with the aftershocks of my orgasm. “You did so well for me, good girl. Take all the time you need.” He says softly and after a few moments, my body calms down. One of my arms is under his head and my other rests on his stomach.

Need pangs through my exhausted body as my legs drape over his, I whine into his chest as the need builds up again. My heart goes alarmingly fast as I writhe. “Fuck, Xaden, make it stop.” I plead and he kisses my forehead reassuringly. “I can make it go away for a little but we’re not in the clear for the next day or so,” I whine at his words, my body over-stimulated and hypersensitive.

“Please, fuck I can’t. It’s so overwhelming.” I sob and he shushes me with a soft kiss, his lips move against mine as tears fall from my eyes. His hand moves from my back to my face, wiping away stray tears as he kisses me tenderly, my jaw cupped in his hand.

 I pull back as another pang hits me even harder, yelping at the pressure and need. Xaden’s worried eyes find mine, “I can make it stop Violet but I don’t know if you can take more.” He whispers and I whine in his hold, “Fuck, please don’t leave me like this.” I plead, more tears falling from my eyes, and for the first time this morning, I can hear the strikes of lighting and thunder pounding relentlessly outside. 

My skin feels like someone threw me into dragon fire as I writhe in Xaden’s hold. “Violet, I need you to calm down, you’re going to hit burnout if you keep going.” His voice is urgent as he forced me to look him in the eyes. “Please, fuck I can’t take this.” I’m breathless as he searches my face for any sign of hesitancy. “Violet, take a few deep breaths, you’re okay. Can my good girl do that? Take a couple of deep breaths and then I’ll keep going if you want me to.” His voice is deep and calm as I take stuttering breaths, he encourages me to take more as I feel my body become less tense. “That a girl, you’re doing so good for me.” He reassures me as my heart rate comes down, my body warm but no longer burning. “I can take it, please. I need you.” I mewl and he nods his head.

 “Hands on the headboard.” He demands and I’m quick to move, hands clenching against the headboard as he moves behind me. His cock trailing up and down my folds before sinking agonizingly slow into me. His hands are on my waist, helping hold me upright as he pushes his cock in. Inch by inch he stretches me out and I’m so deliriously full. His fingers are no match for his cock in how they stretch me.

We’re both breathing raggedly as he sinks himself fully into me. “Move,” I whine and he complies, snapping his hips in a way that has his cock dragging against my g-spot in every thrust, one of his hands snakes around to my breasts and tweaks my nipple as the other moves to my clit to rub it. Each thrust has me feeling him deeper and deeper, and there’s no doubt in my mind that I won’t be able to walk after this. “Such a good girl, take my cock so fucking well.” Xaden rasps and I moan, my hands clenching tightly onto the headboard as his shadows snake around my body.

Xaden’s hand falls from my breast and is quickly replaced by cool shadows that pinch and twist my nipples. I shudder around Xaden, my body tightening as I cum again. A harsh slap to my ass has me yelping and lurching forward, a hoarse moan falling from my parched lips as he fucks me. “Fuck go harder,” I beg and he stills for a moment.

“Are you sure?” He asks me softly, leaning over me and moving my hair from one side of my neck to the other, leaving small kisses as his cock throbs inside me. ‘“ I wouldn’t ask you to if I didn’t think I could take it.” I choke out and he presses small kisses from my neck to my back. 

He moves away with his cock still inside of me. “Remember, you asked for this.” He says gruffly before snapping his hips against mine hard and fast. My hands fall from the headboard as my back arches, my face in his pillow as he fucks into me relentlessly.

‘Fucks’ fall from my mouth as I feel him twitch inside me, his finger also moving at a pace that has my clit throbbing. Shadows cooling my heated body as I tumble closer to an orgasm. Xaden finally being rough with me has me tumbling over the edge as he fills me, fucking his cum deep inside of me as I lose my breath. 

My body feels weightless as it drops to the bed, Xaden gives a few light thrusts before sliding his cock out. I hiss at the sensitivity as he lets go of me and falls to the other side of the bed. Both of us panting from exhaustion. “You okay?” He asks, turning to face me as I weakly lift my head to look at him.

His usual put-together appearance is devilish with sweat gleaming on his face. My mind is hazy as I manage to nod. He pulls me into him, letting me be the little spoon as he wraps are sweaty cum coated bodies together. Silence covers the room, the only sound being our breathing as I drift. My eyes close as my breathing slows,

“Tell your dragon we’re having words once they're done.” Xaden comments and I sigh mumbling out a “Not worth the trouble. He’ll just threaten to incinerate you.” He grumbles before dropping a kiss to my head, my hair splayed out every as I drift back into unconsciousness.

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Desire

Violet x Xaden smut 18 + content ahead please do not interact if you’re a minor.  

Prompt: Tairn and Sageyl accidentally make their riders horny during class and make it incredibly hard for either of their riders to focus on Battle Brief. Leading Xaden and Violet into a frantic frenzy of wanting and needing one another/ Xaden talking her through their dragons in heat.

Violets Pov:

It started with feeling flushed, thinking nothing of it I sit next to Rhiannon before Battle Brief begins, Professor Devera already has a worksheet with a map matching the one on the board on our desks. 

“You okay there, you look a bit flushed?” Rhiannon asks in concern and I wave her off. 

“I’m fine, just a bit warm is all.” Her hand comes to my face and I fight flinching back as she touches my forehead and cheeks in concern. 

“You feel a bit warm Vi, are you sure you’ll be okay to sit through battle brief?” I nod. 

“Yeah don’t worry about it, it’s probably just because I had to run to make it here on time.” She laughs and settles back into her desk as Devera begins teaching. 

I can feel Xaden watching me as Devera goes over today’s lesson. 

“You okay? Why was Rhiannon touching your face?” His voice is like shadowy velvet in my mind. 

“I’m fine.” I shoot back and try to block him out so I can focus. My breathing becomes sharper as I feel my whole body flush, my abdomen feeling tight as I shift uncomfortably in my seat. It only gets more intense over the next few moments and Rhi is shooting me a concerned look.  

“Now would be a great time to block out Tairn, before you decide to jump me in class.” His voice is raspy as realization dawns on me. Stupid horny dragons can’t even wait until I’m out of class. I try my hardest to close the door to Tairn but he’s making it difficult to fully cut off the connection. After a few more moments of anxiously switching between crossing and uncrossing my legs, I let my head drop to my desk. Everyone is working on their assignments so thankfully it goes unnoticed. 

“Violet, do you need to be excused?” Devera’s voice startles me as I look up to see Devera crouched in front of my desk. 

“Please,” I silently beg that she doesn’t realize what's going on, she gives me a small smile and nods. She stands, waving over to Xaden to come down, in a few moments he’s by my side looking down at me concerned. His onyx eyes are full-blown as he looks from me to the Professor. 

“Since you’re her Wing Leader I’d like you to escort Cadet Sorrengail to her room, she’s feeling unwell.” Xaden nods, fighting back a smirk as he takes my books.

“Not a problem.”  He responds and I move to stand on shaky legs, heat enveloping every part of my body. Rhiannon shoots me a worried look as I wave her off, mouthing that I’ll be fine. Xaden’s free hand lands on the small of my back to guide me out of the room and into the empty hallway. He’s moving quickly as we make our way through the halls and as we get close to the stairs leading up to his room I stumble.

 A shot of pure pleasure goes down my spine and I grip the railing tightly,  Xadens is quick to wrap a muscular arm around my waist and haul me up against him.

“We’re almost there Violence, just hold out a little longer and I’ll take care of you.” He whispers huskily against my ear and I suppress a moan. My core is drenched and uncomfortable as we quickly make our way to his room. Thankfully the halls are empty because everyone is in class so there’s no one to stop us.

  Once we reach his room and have the door shut he’s got me pinned against it. His hips hold me in place as he throws the books off to the side, not caring where they land as he grabs hold of my hands, placing them above my head. Pinning them to the door with one his as he towers over me. His breath fans over my face as we both pant, chests heaving as pleasure courses through both of us. 

“Why is it so much more intense this time? I can usually shut him out or at the very least dull it out.” My voice breaks, as my back arches. My cunt squeezes around nothing as my clit thrums with my heartbeat. 

“I’ve only felt this once before but I think they’re in heat.” He groans out. My brain whirls with this information. His forehead rests against mine as he loosens his hold on me. 

“If you don’t want this Violence I need you to say so now.” His voice is strained as he holds back and I shake my head no. 

“Please, fuck I need you, please. I can’t -” My voice breaks and his lips are on mine before I can finish. His hand tightens against my wrists as he nudges my legs apart, his muscular thigh coming up against my pussy and I moan into our kiss at the contact. My back arches against the door as my hips involuntarily grind against his thigh. His lips move from my mouth to my neck as he sucks on my sweet spot. Loud moans spill from my mouth at his ministrations and I whine when he pulls back. 

“Be as loud as you want Violence, my room is warded so no one can hear what’s going on inside.” He presses his thigh against me harder and I writhe against it, the pressure only enough to tease as he watches me get off on only his thigh. 

“Please, fuck, I need you to touch me. Please.” I’m a begging mess and he’s hardly done anything to me yet.  

“I will baby, I need to know what you want though.” I groan as tears of need and frustration prickle my eyes, looking up at him he’s smirking as he moves his thigh away from me and I whine at the lack of contact. “Be a good girl, tell me exactly how you want it.” I groan as my head hits the door softly. 

“Please, I just need you. I need your cock in me, I want to feel it for days, ” One of his hands comes up to my face and wipes away a stray tear that’s fallen and my eyes close against his tender touch. My chest heaves again as another spark of pleasure shoots through me and I whine pathetically. “As you wish.” His voice is needy as he lets go of my hands and drops to his knees in front of me, making quick work of taking off my gear, hands quickly undoing the straps that keep my knives in place at my side and tossing them carelessly next to us. His hands are frantic and working quickly as he motions for me to turn, I do as he says as he stands over me and works off my shirt and then my corset. My breasts fall free when he fully gets the corset off, warm hands cup my breasts and pull me back into him as he tweaks my sensitive nipples.

 I tremble against him as his lips return to my neck. Leaving hot needy kisses behind my ear and down to my sweet spot where he nips at my skin. I shutter against him as one of his hands travel down to my leather pants, making quick work of the laces. Once they're undone I pull away and slide them and my underwear down my legs. The minute they're off Xaden’s hand falls free from my breast and he’s spinning me around to face them, looking at me like he might devour me whole. 

“You’re stunning Violet.” His eyes roam my body, one of his hands returns and takes out the hair ties and pins that hold my hair back. Letting it all fall free down my back and over my chest. “You’re far too overdressed,” I comment breathlessly. He grins and shrugs off his jacket, my hands are quick to take the hem of his shirt and drag it up and over his chest, he moves his arms so I can get it off and toss the fabric across the room. His toned chest is at eye level with me as I let my hands roam over the expansively toned muscle, tracing one of the lines down to the small dark-haired trail that lies at the bottom of his abdomen. 

“Stop teasing.” He bites out and I smirk as I start undoing the laces to his pants, he’s quick to move my hands out of the way and shuck them down, letting his cock spring out, already glistening with precum and standing at attention. 

My hand wraps around his cock, barely able to wrap it all of the way around him and he shudders as I pump him slowly. He’s quick to snake one of his hands down to my cunt, dipping one of his fingers in slowly and I throw my head back at the pleasure, it’s too much and not enough all at once. He curls his finger upwards as he rocks it in and out. I whine in need as he gives me a lazy smirk. 

“Do you need more?” He taunts, and I’m nodding my head yes. 

“Please, Xaden gods.” I choke out and he laughs. 

“I’m no god but I’ll certainly have you calling out for them in a moment.” He moves my hand away from him and takes his finger out of my cunt, bringing it to his lips and sucking on it while maintaining eye contact with me. I bite my lip as he takes it out and moves to whisper in my ear. 

“You taste divine.” He nips at my neck again as his hands come under my thighs and I jump, letting him carry us over to his bed as he sucks on my neck, my fingers threading through his hair and pulling when he bites me. Pain and pleasure course through me as he lays me down on his bed, my back hitting the soft covers as he moves lower, nipping at the skin on my chest. Making his way down to my right breast and sucking my sensitive nipple into his mouth, I’m arching into his touch as he snakes a hand down to my cunt and rubbing circles on my clit. Pleasure building low in my abdomen as he gets me closer to shattering, I’m panting as he twirls his tongue around my nipple.  

“Xaden please,” I beg and he lets go of my nipple with a pop, wide dark eyes searching my face as I writhe underneath him. “Does my good girl need to cum?” He taunts as lightning flashes out the window. 

“Please,” I beg louder and he chuckles as he moves his finger from my clit to my cunt, dipping two in as he moves back, pressing his other hand against my lower abdomen. I’m convulsing underneath him as he fucks his fingers into me, hitting all the right spots as he curls them up. Adding a third to the mix adds just enough of a stretch to have me crying out, sobbing his name like it's a prayer that needs to be heard. 

“That’s it, you’re doing so good for me. Come undone on my fingers Violet, I know you need to. Being such a good girl.” His raspy deep voice has me coming undone as he finger fucks me through my orgasm, slowing his pace but keeping me filled as I blink back tears. He gives me a moment to calm down, waiting patiently as I catch my breath.

 When I glance down at him he’s smirking, cum glistening off of his arm and hand and I blush in slight embarrassment. 

“I’m so sorry,” I say and he tuts me, the hand that was on my abdomen coming up to grab my chin, forcing me to look at him.

“Never apologize for covering me in your cum. I’ll happily be covered in your scent any day of the week.” His voice leaves no room for argument as his gaze sharpens. “Are you okay to do more?” He questions as my cunt squeezes around his fingers. I smile and nod and his grip on my jaw tightens. “Use your words Violence or this stops now,” He commands in a low deep tone.

“Please, don’t stop.” I plead and he smirks as he takes his fingers out of me slowly, letting go of my face as he steps back and looks down at me lovingly. 

He rubs his cock with the hand he just had in me, spreading my cum over his length. 

“I want to be on top,” I demand and he motions for me to move so he can get on the bed, lying down and I’m quick to move to straddle him.

His head grazes over my opening and I moan softly, he watches my every move as he teases me. Sliding his cock from my opening to my clit a few times before settling in one spot, as I go to move to touch him his shadows launch out, roughly taking my arms behind my back but steadying me so I don’t fall. “Please, I need to touch you,” I beg and he barks out a laugh as he sinks the head of his cock into my opening, stretching me nice and full as both of us moan in unison. He slides in and out teasing me as I pant, hips pivoting up into me as he works himself into me at a snail's pace. “Please, fuck, please I can take you,” I beg, needing him fully inside me as I writhe on top of him. 

“I don’t want to hurt you,” He groans out as I whimper. 

“Please, you won’t - gods please.” I whimper and plead over and over, he slides out of me fully and snakes one of his hands into my hair, pulling it to force me to look at him. 

“You need my cock that bad?” He questions as I weep with need. 

“Fuck please, oh shit -” He pounds his cock into me quickly, bottoming out as he seats himself inside me fully, his other hand coming up to where we meet and rubbing my clit as he rocks himself into me. “Gonna be a good girl and cum all over me again? I know you can. Fuck Vioet.” He groans as sweat glistens on his brow, my hands ache to touch him as he picks up his pace pounding into me as my breasts bounce. Lightening hits outside the window over and over as he works me into another orgasm. I shatter around him as he keeps pounding into me, his shadows cooling my warming skin as he works me through cumming. “That’s my girl, doing so good.” His praises alone have me cumming again as he keeps his pace, his cock twitching inside of me. “Please, I need - I need to touch you.” His shadows suddenly let go as I beg him and I fall against his sweat glistened chest. He moves his hands to my hips and holds me over him as he quickens his pace, my lips find his neck and suck on it. He’s groaning and writhing under me as we work closer to finishing. 

“Gods, Violet I need to cum, can I cum inside?” He begs me and I pull back to see his pupils full-blown, his thigh is clenching under me, holding him back. 

“Fuck, fill me please, Xaden, please,” I whine and he pants against me, his breath fanning over my face as I move to kiss him, his hands tightening around my waist as he works us both. His teeth nip my lip and I moan into his mouth as my hands grab onto his shoulders, nails clawing into my skin as I shatter around him. Screaming his name as he follows closely behind, his thrusts slowing as he spills himself inside of me.

I drop to his sweat-covered chest, exhausted and spent as his cock twitches inside of me, his arms circling my back, keeping me close to him. His fingers trace small patterns into my skin as we lay there in each other's embrace. Breaths finally slow down as I listen to his heart go from pounding to steady. My eyes droop as we lay there, happy and content. 

“Wait, dragons can go into heat?” I ask and he chuckles, his chest vibrating underneath me. 

“Yeah, it lasts a few days. I’ll have to try and see if I can get us sick leave for the duration. This isn’t even the worst of it.” He tells me softly as my cunt flutters around him, he groans as his fingers sink into the flesh of my ass. “Oh, I doubt any of the professors will be okay with us missing that much,” I comment. 

“When they realize we’re gonna be useless to them for the next few days they won’t care. None of them will want us anywhere near their classrooms. We’ll be a bit insufferable.” I laugh. 

“It can’t be that bad,” I say and he kisses my head. 

“You’ll understand soon enough. Try and get some sleep okay?” He whispers and I nod, exhaustion sweeping over my body quickly. 

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What are you doing January 30th?

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Solstice Presents

Solstice has hit as Basgiath and Violet intends to spend it curled up reading her new book. Little does she know Xaden and Liam have a different plan that will be much more exciting than reading in bed alone. THIS IS 18+ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD!! This takes place in Violets first year.

Violet’s Pov: 

We don’t get a long break like the others do, Solstice at Basgiath is only 3 days off and then it's back to training for everyone. First-years are forced to stay here while second-years and up are allowed to take off for those days. Exiting my last class for the day I make my way up to my room, intending to spend the next few days reading and catching up on sleep. 

“Violet!” Liam’s yell echoes down the hall as he runs to catch up to me, Xaden making him my shadow annoys me at times. “Hey, will you slow down a bit?” He says as he catches up with me, casually slinging an arm over my shoulders, I slow my pace but keep heading towards my room. “Any plans for the break?” He asks and I shrug. “No, not really. Intended on reading and sleeping. You?” he shrugs “Not really, no. Did you maybe want to hang out over the break?” He asks as we approach my door and I open it.

“Yeah sure-” “Oh, hey Violence.” Xaden’s deep voice rings through the room as I spy him lying on my bed, casually tossing one of his knives up and down, not even bothering to look my way. He’s dressed in black pants that are tight around his muscular legs and a tight black t-shirt, his flight jacket placed on the edge of my bed. “What exactly are you doing in my room?” I ask as I stand in the doorway, Liam's arm still draped over my shoulder as Xaden looks over at us and glares. “Waiting on you, relaxing.” He states plainly, glaring daggers at Liam and I look up to see Liam smirking cockily over at Xaden. “Problem?” Liam asks in a teasing tone and Xaden’s fists clench his knife tightly now. “Nope.” “What’d you need to wait on me for?” I ask, trying to break the obvious tension seeping through the room. “I was going to see if you wanted to do a training session tonight after dinner.” I groan, crossing my arms over my chest as I fight the urge to stomp my foot on the ground like a child. “No,” I state and he sighs pushing off my bed and standing. “It wasn’t me asking you, it was me telling you. I’ll see you in the training room after dinner.” He moves to brush past Liam and I, and I pettily hit his arm with my shoulder as he passes.

 “I said no,” I say as he goes into the hall. “Liam, you’ll see to her getting there?” He asks and Liam nods. “Yeah, no problem.” “Both of you fuck off and leave me alone.” I spit as Liam laughs and moves out of my room, once he’s out I slam the door on him. “See you later, Violence.” Liam says and I hear an “Ow dude the fuck?” A moment later from Liam. “Don’t fucking call her that.” As they walk off. 

I move to my bed, open the nightstand and grab the romance novel I had asked for from Jesinia before she hunkered down for Solstice as well. Lying down I take off my boots and socks and begin taking my hair out of my braid. Settling once I’m more comfortable I use the light filtering in from the window as reading light and crawl underneath my blanket. Xaden and his training be damned. 

Bright light startles me as I move to grab one of the blades on my side and slice whoever is waking me. Rough hands pin my wrist to the bed and I try to fight back. “Violence, it’s just me. “ My eyes open to see Xaden’s face hovering above my own, mere inches from mine. “What the fuck?” I yell at him as I move to shove him back, he laughs as I catch Liam sitting on my desk, flipping through one of my books.

 “Violet, I didn’t take you as someone who reads such filthy fucking porn.” He laughs and I feel my face warm as I look to the other side of my bed where my book should be but isn’t. “Put it back Liam.” I spit and he laughs again. “No way, this shit’s good.” I lurch, trying to jump over the edge of my bed to reach him. Xaden's warm arms pull me up and against him, my feet touching the cold floor as he restrains my arms behind my back. “Care to share with the class what our dear sweet Violet has been reading?” Xaden eggs him on and I struggle against him. “Fuck you both, leave my reading alone.” Liam clears his throat as he smirks down at me his blue eyes look at me mischievously. His eyes flick to the page as his voice drops an octave, sounding deeper and more sensual than normal.

 “Too much of a needy slut to wait for me hm? He says as he looks at his partners, Cas on her hands and knees and Dean hovering behind her, frozen as I glare at the pair of them. The lack of response has me walking over as I wrap Cas’s hair around my fist and slowly drag her head up to look at me. ‘Has he fucked you dumb already?’ She whimpers and I chuckle looking up at Dean to catch his guilty-looking eyes. ‘It was my idea.’ He says and I chuckle darkly ‘I don’t care whose idea it was to fuck before I got home she’ll be getting ruined by both of us tonight.’ She mewls at my threat and I look down to see her pleading eyes ‘Is that what you want little slut? For the two of us to have you so wrecked you can’t walk straight for days?’ she nods and begins to plead.” Liam takes a break leaning against the desk as every part of my body flushes with need, Xaden’s lips hover over my neck, his hot breath fanning across it as I try to not arch up into him. “Is that what you want Violence? To be wrecked, worshiped by not only one but two men?” His low voice has my toes curling, if I wasn’t flushing before I was now. Hyperaware of the tension in the room I cast my eyes to the floor as I feel one of Xaden's hands let go of my arm and trail up reaching to wrap his warm calloused hand against my neck and pull me back into him completely, forcing me to have my head against his chest as he makes me look him in the eyes. “I asked you a question.” He growls and I suck in a sharp breath as his hand adds pressure onto my neck. “Yes, gods yes.” I whimper and he smirks down at me and then looks across the room at Liam. 

“Are you staying or are you going?” He asks and Liam crosses the room and looks down at me, piercing blue eyes undressing me on the spot. “Do you want this Violet?” Xaden’s hand lets go of my neck and lets me go as I’m wedged in between them, Liam caresses my face, holding it softly as he searches for any sign of hesitation. “If you don’t want this we can end this right now and act like nothing ever happened,” Xaden says softly from behind me. “I want it, I want you both. Please.” I mewl and both of them groan. 

In one swift movement, Liam leans down and presses his warm lips against mine, Xaden’s lips are on my neck and my senses are in overdrive at the overstimulation already. He nips at the sensitive skin as Liam nips softly on my bottom lip, I moan into his mouth as his hands move to hold onto my waist and Xaden begins working on getting my corset off. His hands tug at the strings binding it together and make quick work of flinging it across the room and he quickly works my long sleeve off leaving my chest bare to both men. Liam pulls back and glances down at me, moving to cover myself with my arms Xaden's hands stop mine as he comes to stand beside Liam. “You’re beautiful Violet, there’s no reason for you to hide yourself from us. We’ll take care of you.” I nod, taking a deep breath to settle my nerves as I look up to see both of them looking like they want to devour me whole.

 “Do you trust us, Violet?” Xaden asks and I nod. “Yes, I trust both of you. I want this.” I say softly and he smiles. “Good girl,” Xaden says softly as one of his hands trails up and over to the peaks of my breast, tracing around my nipple with the pad of his fingertip as I suck in a breath, head tipping back in pleasure as he teasingly flicks it. Warm wetness meets my other nipple as I glance down to see Liam’s spiky light blonde hair sucking on my nipple, pleasure coursing through me as he sucks, moans fall from my mouth as they work together to tease me. “Stop teasing.” I gasp and Xaden chuckles. “We’re just getting started Violet, there’s no need to rush.” He moves closer and I tilt my head as his lips move against the shell of my ear. “Don’t worry, we’ll make sure you’re thoroughly wrecked, just like the girl in that smutty book of yours.” “Gods.” I moan and Liam laughs as he pulls away from my breast, lightly nipping before pulling back completely. “No gods here, just us. Though it’s quite the ego boost to be compared to a deity.” He says cockily as he goes on his knees in front of me, fingers making quick work of sliding into my waistband and sliding down my black leather pants and underwear. Leaving me completely bare for them. Xaden sucks on my neck, no doubt making leaving obvious marks that I won’t be able to cover. Liam helps me balance as he gets my pants off my legs and over my feet, flinging them across the room and quickly turning back to me. 

Xaden moves behind me, pulling me against him as we sit on the bed with me in his lap, arms wrapping around my torso and his legs wrapping around my own, opening me wide for Liam as he moves forward. Kissing from my knee up to my mid-thigh and then just over my clit and I arch into him, Xaden holds me tightly to him. “Beg,” Xaden says as I feel my wetness leak out and onto the bed. “Fuck, please. Liam, please. I need you. Make me cum please.” I gasp and his eyes meet mine. “With pleasure.” He says hungrily before surging forward, sucking my clit into his mouth and I gasp. One of his fingers moves to tease my cunt before sliding in and I tremble against both of them. Xaden moves my hair to the other side of my neck and leaves soft kisses from my neck to my jaw, fingers moving to pull at my nipples and I shudder against them. A second finger goes in and it has me arching in Xadens arms, his legs hold mine in place as Liam sucks on my clit and fucks his fingers into me, curling up to hit the right spot. “Fuck, fuck. Liam, please.” I can feel him smirk against me as I quickly barrel towards cumming. His fingers hitting just the right spot, Xaden's fingers roughly tug at my nipples and I can hardly get enough air into my lungs. “Be a good girl and cum for us Violet.” Xaden rasps and thats all I need to shatter, my body convulsing as Liam laps up my cum. Slowing his pace but not letting go until I’ve finished.

 Pulling back he looks up at me, cum dripping from his chin as he licks his lips. “You’re delicious.” He says to me and then looks to Xaden “I think she’s ready for you buddy.” Xaden’s movement stops as he slides up from underneath me and I fall back against my bed, still trying to catch my breath as my hair splays out around me. “We aren’t anywhere near done with you yet my sweet girl,” Xaden says and my eyes flick to his face, a coy smile lays on his lips as his lust-filled gaze looks me up and down. “I didn’t say I was done, just catching my breath.” I shoot at him and he smiles as he pulls his shirt off and makes quick work of his pants and briefs. Cock hard and standing against his stomach, glistening with precum. My eyes dart over to Liam whos fisting his impressively large cock staring down at me. “You boys gonna sit there and gawk at me or are you gonna fuck me?” I shoot at them in a snarky tone. “On your hands and knees Violet,” Xaden says in a gruff tone and I’m quick to comply, Liam stands at the edge of the bed as Xaden comes behind me and lands a sharp blow to my ass. I yelp and jump forward, the stinging only making me drip more. Liam catches my chin and has me look up at him. “Be a good girl for us and take him nice and deep.” “Yes sir,” I respond as Xaden teases my opening with the head of his cock, getting it wet with my cum before notching only the tip at my entrance. I try to push back on him but Xaden is quick to have a steely grip on my hip, holding me so I can only feel the slight stretch of his head. Liam has me looking up at him as Xaden then slams into me and I moan loudly. One hand moves to start rubbing circles on my clit as he sets a slow pace. “Be a good girl and suck his dick.” Xaden grunts and I nod opening my mouth and teasing Liam's tip with my tongue. Circling it as he continues jacking off the base of his cock, slowly letting me work it into my mouth. I drool around his thick cock and feel Liam wrap my hair around one of his hands. Xaden’s thrust begins to get harder as I feel the sting of him slapping my ass again. My hands fist my sheets as pleasure courses through my body, his cock hitting the same spot Liam did earlier. The sound of skin slapping fills the room, Liam's eyes are closed as I suck his cock as far back as I can. Hollowing out my cheeks as I feel the back of my throat burn, tears line my vision but I breathe out my nose and fight the gagging feeling that's arising. Liam pulls me back slightly and the feeling ebbs away as I bob my head on his cock. ‘Such a good little slut taking both of us so well.” Xaden moans and I feel my cunt squeeze at his words. “You like being called a good little slut?” I can feel the way your cunt is squeezing me so tight when I say it.” Xaden moans raggedly and Liam groans as I work him closer to cumming. My moans get caught in my throat as I feel Liam's cock twitch in my mouth. “Vi, I’m gonna cum.” Liam says in warning and I suck him deeper, his warm salty cum spills into my mouth and I swallow it all down as he pulls out and carefully unwinds his hand from my hair, moving to sit on the edge of the bed.

 “Such a good girl,” he says breathily and Xaden picks up the pace behind me and my arms lose all feeling as my front collapses down. I rest my head on my arms as Xaden’s cock goes even deeper than before and I’m mewling as he has me barrelling toward my second orgasm. “Xaden, fuck please.” I cry and he speeds up the finger circling my slit. “Cum for me Violet.” My body shudders as my vision blackens. Xaden’s grip on my hip tightens to a near-bruising grip as he cums with my name tumbling from his lips, like a prayer needing to be heard. For a few moments, it feels like my body is floating as if my head is underwater.

 When my eyes open Xaden is over top of me, hands cradling my face and looking at me concerned. “Violet, are you okay?” All semblance of the dominant seductive tone from earlier is gone. “Yeah, I’m good.” I choke out hoarsely. “Vi, you slept through dinner didn’t you?” Liam asks and it takes me a second to move my head to look at him. He’s sprawled out on my bed, legs up the wall looking like some sort of god that needs worshiping. “Yeah, why?” He laughs and shakes his head. “She probably just crashed after her amazing orgasms dude. Get her some food and water and she’ll be fine.” Xaden flips Liam off as he carefully brings me against his chest, moving us so I’m in the middle of Xaden and Liam. Liam puts his legs over mine as Xaden drapes his arms over my chest and kisses my forehead. “So, is this a one-time thing?” I ask softly and Liam laughs. “We do have three days of no requirements, I don’t know about you but I’m not too inclined to leave this bed. Especially if I get a repeat of that.” Liam says and Xaden chuckles. “I think we’re all in agreeance then, 3 days in bed it is,” Xaden says and Liam pumps his fists up into the air. “Fuck yeah.” He whisper-shouts and we all laugh.

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Hi! Could you write a story where the reader and Azriel are on a mission and the reader gets hurt and Azriel takes care of her? Thank you!

Hi, thank you so much for the request! Sorry it took me so long to get to it. Trigger warning for blood & violence! This is the first time in a long time that I've written a reader insert so I'm sorry if it's not good.

It was supposed to be a simple mission that shouldn’t take nearly as long as it has. You and Azriel had been asked to interrogate the High Lord of the Autumn, Lord Beron. Rhysand was hesitant to send you, his little sister, but thought sending Azriel with you as your guard would help keep things from getting messy. 

You had arrived in the Autumn court three days ago and had promptly been ignored by the Autumn King himself who happened to be too busy to see to you. Your room was promptly changed on the third night. “No, she’s to stay with me,” Azriel argued with the guards, putting you behind him as his gloved hand inched toward his knife. “She’s to be moved under the King's orders. If you want to speak with him any time soon I recommend backing down.” The taller of the guards spoke. Lifting your hand, you gently place it on Azriel's leather-clad arm and his sharp gaze lands on you. “I’ll be okay Az, the sooner we can speak with Beron the sooner we can go home. I can handle myself, you know that.” He takes a few deep breaths before looking you in the eye a gloved hand coming to cradle your face. “Be careful.” He whispers, low enough for only you to hear. “I’ll be safe.” You assure him and his hand drops as he moves away from you. Promptly you step in front of Azriel and nod to the guards, they flank you and lead you to your new room. You knew Az sent his shadows to follow as they circled your ankles like excited puppies. Once the guards let you to your room his shadows fell back and you promptly changed into a thin red nightgown and went to sleep. 

It was still dark when your door creaked open, eyes shooting open as you fought the drowsiness of sleep, two large figures approached your bed as you sat upright, “What are you doing?” You croak out as one of them pulls you from your bed, cold hands encircling your left upper arm as your bare feet hit the chilled floor. Your nightgown hardly reaches your mid-thigh providing no warmth at all to the now freezing room. “You’ll be coming with us.” The guard on your spits at you as the other guard comes to your right and grips your other arm, dragging you through the halls as you thrash, though their grip only tightens. They’d leave your upper arms bruised for the days to come. You cuss and try to draw attention to yourself, hoping somehow Azriel can hear you but one of the guards clamps a hand over your mouth, seeming thoroughly annoyed with how much of a fight you’re giving them. The slight chill down your back let you know Azriel's shadows had started following you providing a small comfort until suddenly they were no longer there. 

It feels like forever that they drag you down hallway after hallway, down flights of stairs until you’re finally dropped knees first onto cobblestone flooring, causing a bite of pain in both legs. You push yourself upright and onto your feet and access the new area, cells line both sides and there are a few torches lit around you, providing a small amount of light as the door behind you shuts with a loud bang. The guards who were carrying you step in front of the door, seemingly the only exit to the chilled dungeon.

“You and I need to have a little chat,” Beron says, leaning up against a stone pillar not even a few steps away from you. “I intended to speak with you in the morning.” You spit and he chuckles. “Yes well, I’m not too fond of your pesky little Shadow Singer so now is when will talk darling.” He strides over to you, his hand sliding under your chin to force you to look up at his menacing eyes. His hands are warm on your chin as he grips it more tightly. “Why has Rhysand sent you both to my kingdom yet again? I’ve specifically said only you were to come if he insisted on having me questioned.” “My High Lord wanted Azriel with me, he felt like a solo mission to see you was a bad idea. Considering the last time someone from our court came here alone they came back a step away from death's door.” He scoffs as he releases your face, taking a step back as you wrap your arms around yourself tightly to fight the cold seeping into your bones. “Maybe your High Lord should stop insulting me and listen to instructions when I tell him who to send or who is allowed to enter my kingdom.” He shrugs, looking indifferent as you back away from him trying to get as much distance between yourself and Beron as possible without getting too close to his guards. He smirks as he watches your cautious movements, he moves and grabs two wooden chairs putting them in front of each other with little space in between. He sits in one and ushers a lazed hand to the other, “Come sit and we can discuss whatever nonsense your precious High Lord would like to accuse me of this time.” You shake your head no and he rolls his eyes. He waves a hand and one of the guards moves, you try and move away from the guard but he gains on you easily, pinning your arms to the small of your back and roughly guiding you into the chair. Only letting go so he can force you down by your shoulders, another bite of pain lances from your neck and down into your arms as you sit. His rough hands don’t leave your shoulders as Beron starts again. “What does Rhysand want now?” Your jaw clenches as you glare at him. “Your soldiers have been spotted on our border repeatedly in the past few weeks. Why are they there?” “Simple training exercise dear. Had he bothered to open the letter I sent he would’ve known that.” “He did respond, he told you to and I quote ‘fuck right off and knock off whatever bullshit you’re doing.” “Ah yes that, frankly I don’t care for the disrespect so I didn’t count it as a proper answer, maybe I should send him a message to learn to respect me or there will be consequences.”  He mulls and you fight back a flinch at his words, levelling a glare at him as he cockily smirks at you. “Who better to send that message through than his precious little sister.” 

 He stands in front of you as the guard moves his hands to your wrists again, pressing them harshly into the back of the wooden chair. You fight against his hold as sharp pain lances through the side of your face, once, twice a third. You lose count as your head swims and at some point, blood drips from your nose and lip, the assault on your face stops and you suck in a sharp breath before pain explodes in your chest, Beron's foot hits your left side and suddenly it's hard to breathe. You cough and sputter the metallic taste of blood pools in your mouth. Roughly, Beron grabs tightly onto your hair as he whispers in your ear “Tell your precious Rhy’s that if he continues to disrespect me I will make him regret it.” He lets go and stands, leaving the room as he yells over his shoulder. “Do what you want with her boys, just don’t kill her.” The door slams shut and you’re now left with the two guards. 

The one who has been quietly at the door now approaches but just as he nears you the room falls into complete darkness, you can’t see anything, but the pressure on your wrist is suddenly gone and you try to move out of the chair, falling onto the floor and hitting your head on the chair that Beron was just sitting on. A cold wisp against your face tells you Azriel is close, it brushes your hair out of the way and comfortingly strokes your cheek. Light filters back into the room and you faintly make out Azriel’s form, blue siphons catching your eyes as he quickly approaches you and crouches in front of your crumpled form. “Where are you hurt, Little one?” You groan, the usually endearing pet name doing nothing to calm you. His black-gloved hand comes to wipe blood from your face and you wince, shying away from his touch. “Hurts.” You yelp and he sighs, moving to pick you up bridal style and you cry out as sharp pain shoots through your chest, at least a few ribs being broken. Azriel slows his motions as you whimper, every small move causing extreme pain. Your arms lay limply against him as he moves, sending shadows out to clear your exit path. His lips kiss your forehead as he whispers “Let’s get you home.” 

The moment he starts up the stairs the pain becomes so blinding that your vision darkens. “Az.” You whisper and his concerned eyes meet yours as you fall into darkness. 

Soft blankets are the first thing you register, the next being a warm body circling yours and you quickly fight against their hold, heart racing as you try to escape. Pain lances through your side and head as you do so, warm arms pull you closer and pin your hands against their naked golden-brown chest. Soft words finally break through your panic. “You’re okay, you’re home. Shh I’ve got you little one, it’s just me.” Azriel’s warm and calming voice registers as you cease your attack on him, looking up you’re met with his concerned hazel eyes. “Az?” You choke out as he lets go of your hands and moves to pull you back into him. “You’re okay, I’ve got you.” Your eyes water as you fist his shirt, trying to steady your breath as he holds you against him. His hands reassuringly rub your back, trying to soothe you as your heart rate calms down. “Rhy’s, I need to speak with him-” You rush out. “No, already taken care of, you need to rest.” His hold on you tightens slightly to keep you from getting up. “But Beron’s soldiers-” He cuts you off. “Being taken care of as we speak. Now will you please just let me take care of you?” You nod a simple yes and he moves, laying your back against the bed as he moves off the bed to grab salve from the nightstand. “I need to take a look at your ribs, Madja said they would take longer to heal, this should help.” You bite your lip and move to lift your shirt just under your breast. Wincing as your fingers brush over the large collection of bruising. Az moves to your side of the bed and dips two of his scared fingers into the pot and moves them down to your skin. You hiss as the cold cream touches you. “It’ll be over soon I promise. Just be a good girl and let me take care of you alright?” He offers you a small smile as you nod and move to stare at the ceiling instead of him. His leathery hand moves quickly and softly against your bruised flesh as the pain begins to dull to a slight throb. “How bad?” You whisper and Azriel sighs. “3 broken ribs, a fracture to your skull and cheek and your nose was broken. Madja managed to heal your nose and cheek, your ribs will take longer and she was worried about your head. She said  you should be fully recovered in a few weeks and to expect some pain and dizziness.” He squeezes your hand and you sigh. 

“Also Rhy’s knows about us.” He says softly and you groan, scrubbing your face with your free hand. “Please tell me he took it well.” “He put me in charge of nursing you back to full health.” You look to Az confused lowering your hand back to the bed. “He said it’s my ‘punishment’ because you’re a terrible patient.” You give a small laugh at him though it results in you wincing and closing your eyes in pain. “I’m not that bad.” “I can think of a few ways to keep you in bed anyways, I’m not too concerned about it.” Az shoots back as heat rushes to your cheeks. “Oh yeah, and what’s that?” His lips kiss your hand, then your wrist and up your arm until he gets to your neck, softly biting the spot that makes your toes curl.  You let out a breathy moan as he moves to kiss your lips, soft against your own. He pulls back slightly “Something along those lines, I’m sure I can find a few ways to keep you in my bed.” You smirk at him. “I think I’m okay with that version of bed rest.” He chuckles and moves away from you. “Get some rest sweetheart.” You grab at his hand, pulling him back towards you. “Can you hold me?” You ask softly and he smiles down at you, kissing your forehead. “Of course.” He moves around you and onto his side of the bed, pulling you carefully into his side as he drapes one of his wings over the both of you. “Sleep now Little one, I’ll be here when you wake.”

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Not so Festive Xaden x Violet

Prompt: Winter Solstice at Basgiath means a week-long break for students and teachers, most are out celebrating but Violet has a hard time getting out of bed or caring about anything. Once Xaden catches on with the help of Violet's friends, they come together to comfort her.  

Trigger warning for seasonal depression and loss of family members. Sorry if this sucks, I'm in a bit of a funk right now.

Violet’s Pov: 

School had let out this week and while we aren’t allowed contact with family, most found a way to celebrate. Some we’re getting drunk, others we’re exchanging small gifts of baked goods and little trinkets they managed to sneak into Basgiath. 

Me, I was curled in bed feeling colder than ever, my body and mind feeling disconnected as I stared blankly at my wall. Liam had tried to come see me the first day off but I told him I wasn’t feeling well and didn’t want to get him sick. That was a few days ago and only Rhiannon had bothered to try, though I quickly fed her the same story. Adding in a few coughs while she was here, she quickly bid me goodbye so she wouldn’t catch what I had. Lying felt bad, but at this moment I didn't care. 

Tairn has been grumbling at me for a few days and Andarna has made it her mission to try and get me to eat, but the energy it takes to leave this room is too much. Everything felt like it was too much. Brennan used to say the weather change made me like this though it wasn’t always this bad, he’d do his best to spend this week with me and Mira curled up in blankets with hot chocolate listening to Dad tell stories or all of us reading together. 

Mom hated that he let us take it easy once Solstice hit, she said it made us all soft and we were being useless. That we should be training or learning and not being so lazy. None of us cared though, the time together felt warm, cozy and loving, but now it only added to the hurt, not having Brennan or Dad made my heart ache. Warm tears lined my vision as it blurred, thinking of them only made the hurt intensify. 

“This isn’t healthy” Tairn butts in and I groan. “I’m well aware.” “Then come see us,” Andarna adds and I shove my face into my pillow, drawing my blanket above my head. “I love you both but please, just let me be.” Tairn huffs as Andarna makes a high-pitched whine that sounds similar to a dog’s. “Fine, we’ll do this the hard way.” Tairn huffs “The fuck does that mean?”

 I grumble back but receive no response from either of them and I curl in on myself. 

To anyone else, this may seem pathetic, but it’s easier than having to fake being happy in front of everyone. 

Closing my eyes I let the coldness embrace me again, my window slightly propped open so I’d at least get some semblance of fresh air without having to go outside. There’s no noise besides the wind howling outside and it lets me slip further into numbness, tears that were going to fall earlier drying. 

Some time passes as I focus on only my breathing, the slight light that is making its way past my curtain has long gone as the cold night breeze makes its way into my room and seeps into my bones.

My door creaks and I bury myself further into my blanket. “I’m still not feeling good, you shouldn’t be in here.” I croak as my door shuts, loud footsteps make their way over to my bed and something is set heavily on my nightstand I peek my head out to see Xaden looking down at me with sympathy, my neck cranes just to see his face. A mage light shines on my desk illuminating the room. “You can fool others all you want Violet, but Tairn and Andarna tattled on you.” I groan “I hate you both right now.” Andarna whimpers and Tairn snarls “Watch it SIlver One, we’re just looking out for you.” Xaden sighs and it brings my attention back to him. “I’m not going to make you explain, I’m sure Tairn shared more than you’d like, but I won’t be leaving you like this.” “Since when do you care about more than keeping me alive?” His shoulders sag as he takes a deep breath his large warm hand coming to cup my cheek tenderly as he speaks. “Contrary to what you may think, I do care for you.” The warmth from his skin and tone shocks me as I glance up at his concerned gaze, his tall frame leaning over me as he takes in my ghostly complexion. Mira always said that a lack of sun made me look like a ghost. His hair looks devilish like he had just come from flying on Sgaeyl, the dark circles under his eyes tell me he also hasn’t slept much this break.

Another creek of the door I find Rhiannon and Liam standing in my doorway, Xaden turns and nods to Liam as they enter and make their way over. Both of them have grey fuzzy blankets draped around their shoulders and pillows under each arm. “Why didn’t you ask for help?” Xaden asks as they set up their stuff near my bed. “I just didn’t want to,” I whisper, feeling my cheeks heat up in embarrassment that they’re seeing me like this. Rhiannon meets my eyes and levels a glare that would make Mira proud, it’s similar to the look of a disapproving mother. “We’re friends, so like it or not we’re all staying here with you, including Riorson. You don’t have to suffer alone.” Liam tosses a pillow at Xaden's head that he manages to grab at the last second. 

He tosses it to the other side of my bed and then leans down and picks me up, I thrash as he whispers in my ear. “I’m here whether you like it or not. So how about you don’t fight me for just this once Violence?” He arranges us so I’m sitting in his lap and I cease thrashing, he leans his back up against my headboard and settles me in between his legs. I lean back against him as he reaches one arm out to the window and promptly shuts and latches it while the other keeps a firm grip on me. 

“How were you managing to be in here without getting hypothermia? Fuck, it feels like a morgue in here.” Liam comments as he pulls his blanket closer to him. “Sorry,” I shoot back quietly as Xaden pulls me even closer to him. His body feels painfully hot against mine as I try to squirm out of his hold. Xaden jumps as our bare skin connects. “Fuck, stay still.” He hisses as he pulls off his jacket and lays that on top of the blanket already on top of us.

 “Do you want help with your hair?” Xaden asks and I shrug “That bad?” The loose braid I put it in when the break started was likely a mess and I hadn’t cared to try and fix it. “Not to be a bitch  but, yeah dude it looks rough,” Rhiannon answers and I sigh knowing it’ll suck to fix later. “You don’t have to. I’ll get to it later.” Rhiannon tosses my hair brush that was sitting on my desk next to Xaden. “If you need help just ask.” She says as she settles into a conversation with Liam. Talking about the gossip of drunken first years at Solstice. Xaden’s hands slide into my hair, working the tie loose and starting from the bottom of my messy French braid. Lowly laughing as Rhiannon tells of Barlow throwing up on Dain, Liam's laugh is contagious to the point even I find myself cracking a smile. For the first time in days, I relax as Xaden’s fingers work through my hair, gently pulling apart tangles and rubbing my neck as he gets closer to my scalp. “Thank you.” I send down the bond to Tairn and Andarna. “Next time it gets this bad come find me, please,” Xaden says lowly into my ear as he finishes untangling my hair. “Okay.” 

Xaden passes me a mug as the smell of hot chocolate hits my nose and my eyes water all over again as my heart constrictions, I swallow past the lump in my throat and look up into his onyx gold-flecked eyes. ”Thank you.” 

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If anyone has any Fourth Wing or ACOTAR writing prompts/request/reader insert feel free to send them in! About to have time off in the new year and I'm happy to get inspo for writing.

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My therapist just told me my problem is that I need to write more fanfiction.