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Warnings: Fourth Wing spoilers, Iron Flame spoilers, one sided enemies to lovers, forbidden love (low key) cursing.
Note: This is short but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to write an annoying flirty reader x Dain with a side of Sloane friendship. I might expand on this dynamic in future fics when I have more inspiration 💚
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While most first year cadets were happy that their two weeks challenges were over, you were a little disappointed.
You liked sparring, mainly because you were good at it and also because it gave you an excuse to stare at Dain Aetos.
“You know he’s the reason Liam is dead, right?” Sloane said bitterly. She had caught you staring at him while he sparred with Violet.
“Uh huh.” you hummed dismissively as your eyes stayed locked on Dain’s form.
“He’s the enemy Y/n!”
“Sure he is.”
“He’s also our Wing Leader, and you’re staring at him like you want to fuck him!” She whisper shouted the last part.
You turned towards her, eyes glinting mischievously, “Can you really blame me? He’s literally so fucking hot.” A teasing smirk tugged at your lips.
Her nostrils flared, “He’s Colonel Aetos’ son!” She tried to reason.
Your eyes narrowed into an ‘are you for real right now’ look, “Xaden is literally dating General Sorrengail’s daughter. But I’m not allowed to stare at Dain Aetos, got it.” You rolled your eyes before returning your gaze to the Wing Leader.
Sloane huffed angrily, “You’re not just staring! You want to-“ She let out an exasperated sigh. “Never mind I can’t even with you right now..” She shook her head.
A quiet giggle escaped your lips, “Relax Sloane, it’s not that serious.” You nudged her playfully.
She glared at you, “Yeah not right now. But it will be if you survive the Gauntlet and Threshing.” She grumbled knowingly.
You glanced at Sloane, “If it makes you feel any better, I’m not going to stop annoying the fuck out of him if I do.” You said in an attempt to placate her.
Sloane didn’t respond but you could tell she was trying to hold back a grin as she thought back on the many times you had sassed Dain.
Satisfied by her reaction, you turned your attention back to where Violet and Dain were sparring and watched as Dain yielded.
Your eyes locked with his as he walked back to your squad. “Tapping out so soon Aetos? I thought you’d last longer than that.” You teased, earning you a sharp glare.
Clearly the sexual undertone of your jab had not been lost on him because his face had only gotten redder, “Shut up, Y/l/n.” He muttered through gritted teeth.
A wicked grin spread across your face, “Make me.” You challenged, folding your arms over your chest.
Dain’s stern gaze snapped to yours. His brown eyes were practically screaming at you to knock it off.
Gods, what you’d give to have him look at you like that in a different context..
Professor Emmetiro cleared his throat, pulling you out of your thoughts. “Next match is Y/n Y/l/n against Baylor Norris.” He announced.
A loud, disappointed sigh left your lips, not only was your last match going to be ridiculously easy, but you didn’t even get to annoy Dain as much as you had wanted to.
You shook your head, right now you needed to focus on surviving the next month. After all, you wouldn’t be able to keep teasing him if you died trying to become a rider..
Warnings: Minor Onyx Storm spoilers, cursing, unwanted attention from a man, sparring, kissing, lazy ending.
Note: Exams are finally over and I’m finally free!! Yippee!!! 💚Anyways, I tried something different with this fic and it turned out okay I think? Idk I kinda gave up on editing this more because it’s all I’ve done for the past few days.
Tag list: @ttheslutttybookwworm @sheblogs @mazzer @luvly-writer @river-of-woe @celeste-fourthwing
Garrick sighed as he once again, looked at the time. You were supposed to have joined him for training in the sparring gym ten minutes ago but you still hadn’t showed up.
Strange.. It wasn't like you to be late.
Although, it was the weekend so you could have just slept in.. Wait- No, you couldn’t have because every morning you wake up early to go fly on your dragon Ahvi, he knew this. But even then, you should have been back by now.
So where were you?
When five more minutes had passed and you still hadn’t showed up Garrick decided that he should go find you. Who knows, maybe you lost track of time flying or maybe you were still getting ready in your dorm.
Figuring the most likely scenario was the first one, he decided to question Chradh before venturing out to look for you in the quadrant, “Is Ahvi in the Vale?” He asked through the bond.
“She is and has been for the last thirty minutes now that she went out on her usual morning flight with the Shy One you like.” Chradh answered.
So you were back from your flight.
After thanking his dragon, Garrick left the sparring gym to try and catch you on what he assumed would be your way to the gym from your dorm.
But he never got to run into you before he found himself questioning the girl who lived next to you as he stood in front of the door to your dormitory. “Hey do you know if Y/n is in there?” He asked her.
She blinked at him suspicious before answering, “I heard her leave this morning like she usually does but I don’t think she’s been back.” She shrugged before walking off.
Well that’s weird. If you weren’t in your dorm, or on your way to the gym, or out flying, where were you?
The only other place Garrick could possibly think of would be the Archives. It was possible that you had decided to return a few books before meeting up with him, and had lost track of time while looking over the new books Jesinia would have given you.
To avoid the long walk to the Scribe Quadrant, he decided to discreetly use his distance wielding to travel there in an instant.
Thankfully the first person he saw when he entered the Archives was Jesinia. He quickly signed a greeting to her before asking her if she had seen you this morning.
She gave him a confused look before signing back that she hadn’t seen you since you had came the week prior.
Garrick visibly deflated at her answer then signed a quick thank you before he left.
How in the gods names was he not able to find you? It wasn’t like you were Xaden who could hide in the shadows. You had your routine and you liked books where else- Then it hit him, you could be in the library!
Not only was it in the Rider’s Quadrant but it was on the way from your dorm to the sparring gym.
He scolded himself for not thinking of that sooner, before he once again used his distance wielding to get to the library. Only to not find you anywhere amongst the many cadets currently studying for whatever tests they had.
Now he was truly stumped, it’s not like you would’ve wanted to ditch him or anything. You had agreed to his offer very enthusiastically and with the cutest blush on your face, so he knew you had intended on coming.
As a last resort, he decided to question Chradh again, “Does Ahvi know where Y/n is? I can’t find her anywhere.” Garrick asked as he walked through the halls, still keeping an eye out for you.
Chradh grumbled in slight annoyance, “I’m sure Ahvi knows exactly where her own rider is. If she didn’t, she wouldn’t be eating double her weight in sheep as we speak.” He pointed out, as if Garrick could see what he was observing.
Garrick sighed, “Could you just ask her where she is? ..Please.” He said as he undid the wrap around his hand.
Chradh let out a displeased growl, “And interrupt Ahvi’s feasting? I think not. I’d rather fly all the way to the border in a thunderstorm before facing her wrath.” He responded.
Garrick rolled his eyes, “Tell her I asked then, maybe she’ll take it better because she likes me.” He rewrapped his hand as he waited for a response.
Seriously how bad could Ahvi be? She was half Chradh’s age and size for the gods’ sakes.
After a few seconds of silence Chradh finally replied, “The Shy One is in the courtyard.” He informed through a stubborn grumble.
The courtyard? Why would you be- Garrick shook his head, all that mattered was that he knew where to find you, “Thank you.” He huffed before immediately heading to the courtyard.
Thankfully the walk wasn’t long and when Garrick finally stepped outside, he was immediately met with the sight of you talking with some guy. A guy he couldn’t seem to recognize.
It’s not like he knew every person in the quadrant, but this guy was no cadet, he had a lieutenant’s patch on his flight jacket. But why would a lieutenant even be at Basgaith? More importantly, why were you even talking to this guy in the first place? And what the fuck was he giving you?
Garrick felt his fists tighten as he watched the guy hold out a black leather harness strapped with two very ornate looking short swords and eight matching daggers towards you.
Considering he knew Xaden had spent a small fortune on Violet’s daggers, he could only imagine that this man had used his entire life savings to buy those.
Jealousy churned in the pit of Garrick’s stomach as he watched you tense up in surprise. But to his shock and relief, you didn’t jump up and squeal like you usually did when you were excited. No, you took a few steps back, causing the guy’s smug expression to falter before he started to step towards you.
Garrick’s protective instinct kicked in before he was walking closer to the rotunda where you stood.
The first thing he was able to hear was your very shy but polite protests, “N-no. Gods no I can’t accept that..!” You stuttered, waving your hands frantically in front of you.
The guy chuckled at your stunned expression, “Come on Y/n, don’t be so modest! This gear is specially made for your signet! You see, all the swords and daggers have runes imbedded in their blades that allow you to cover them in flames without the metal melting.” He explained proudly.
You stared at him in complete disbelief before an awkward laugh bubbled its way out of your throat, “Oh Tom- Th-this is.. This is too much..” You sputtered as you took another step back.
Tom flashed you a charming smile, “Nonsense! I can’t help but spoil you okay? You are my favourite cadet after all.” He said as he began to unbuckle and pull out all of the harness’ straps. “Here, I’ll even help you put it all on.” He offered.
Garrick felt bile build up in his throat. What. The. Actual. Fuck.
Your entire body tensed, “Tom it’s really not necessary- I’m already late for my sparring session..” You protested but he had already sunk to his knees.
Tom completely ignored any and all of your pleading as he strapped you into the harness. Once the straps were wrapped snuggly around your thighs and hips, he adjusted the sheaths of each blade, making sure the two short swords crossed comfortably above your butt, while the daggers rested on the outside of your thighs.
When he was seemingly done you let out a sigh of relief. Thank the gods..
But Tom wasn’t getting up, instead he was staring up at you while his hands rested on your thighs, inches away from your ass.
You blinked down at him, waiting for him to move but the moment never came, “Um.. I need.. I need to go now- Garrick is waiting for me..” You chuckled awkwardly.
Tom’s brows furrowed, “Y/n, I barely see you.. Surely he can wait a little longer.” His hands gripped your harness tightly.
A shaky sigh left your lips, “Tom, please.. I’m already really late..” You pleaded, keeping your tone gentle as you tried to loosen the hold he had on the leather straps.
That was the last straw for Garrick. It was clear to him that you were not feeling this guy at all and despite that you were still being way too nice to the fucking creep.
And while he adored your shy and kind demeanour, it was unfortunately your biggest detriment when it came to confrontation. Especially when it came to people who were of a higher rank than you, like a lieutenant.
Having enough of watching you let Tom walk all over you, Garrick finally decided to make his presence known. “Ah, there you are Y/n, I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” He called out as he walked to your side.
Your head whipped towards him, revealing the embarrassed flush that coloured your face, “Garrick I’m so sorry. I- I was just on my way after I flew with Ahvi but I got caught up-“ Words awkwardly tumbled from your mouth as you desperately tried to explain yourself.
Stupid Tom! This was not how you wished Garrick had found you. Now he was going to think you weren’t interested in him but you really were and-
Garrick only shook his head, “Don’t apologize you were only ten minutes late when I decided to go look for you. I assumed you went to the Archives to return some books to Jesinia before we were supposed to meet up.” He smiled reassuringly.
A blush warmed your cheeks, “A-ah.. you know me too well..” You muttered as you tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear.
With your attention else where, you didn’t notice that Tom was finally standing up.
He completely ignored Garrick’s presence as he brushed the grass off of his pants, “We’ll continue this later, yeah?” He looked at you expectantly, a strained smile plastered on his face.
Before you could respond, Garrick glared at him, “Unfortunately you won’t. We have a test to study for after training.” He lied before turning to you, “Now then, let’s go spar.” He put a hand on your lower back.
You nodded stiffly, quietly uttering a simple goodbye to Tom before you let Garrick lead you back inside the quadrant. “Thanks for getting me out of that Garrick..” you muttered as the tension left your body.
He glanced towards you, “Yeah, don’t worry about it. That Tom guy seemed like a real creep..” Garrick commented with a shudder.
A sigh left your lips, “He seemed perfectly normal the last few times we’ve chatted but I guess me mentioning we had plans set him off or something..” You shrugged as you walked into the sparring gym. “Anyways enough about him. I want to talk about sparring.” You huffed before pulling out some cotton wraps from your pocket.
Garrick smiled, “Someone’s excited.” He teased while adjusting the mat that he had claimed earlier that morning.
Your cheeks warmed, “Why wouldn’t I be? It’s good practice to spar with you, especially unarmed because I’m shit at it. I do well with a weapon and my signet, and I can take on most girls without them. But I’d rather not get my ass handed to me by some buff first year guy again because that was embarrassing..” you cringed at the memory as you wrapped up your hands and knuckles.
He hummed in response as he fixed his own wraps, “So no weapons?” He said as he glanced towards you.
“Nope. Just hand to hand.” You confirmed as you loosened all your harness’ straps
The harness fell down your legs and hit the floor with a metallic thud, “Aww you don’t want to try out your new gear? I was looking forward to having you hold such a pretty knife at my throat.” He pouted playfully.
A flustered noise of surprise slipped past your lips, “Sh-shut up..” You kicked the gear to the side before walking towards the mat.
Garrick snorted as he saw your flushed face, “You ready?” He asked, matching your fighting stance.
Your fists clenched against the cotton wraps, “Ready.” You nodded before swinging.
He dodged your punch easily, only to be kicked in the gut. Not bad, he thought, not bad..
Winning a sparring match against Garrick had seemed practically impossible before. But now that you had actually landed a few good hits on him, you couldn’t stop the hope from blooming in your chest.
Maybe you had severely underestimated yourself earlier or perhaps Zinhal had blessed that damn first year with some beginners luck because you were actually holding your own-
Suddenly your feet were swept out from under you. Panic washed over you in an instant and before you could really think it through, you had already grabbed onto Garrick, forcing him to go down with you.
Your back hit the mat with a force that knocked the wind right out of you, and the smacking sound that followed echoed throughout the empty gym. Despite struggling to breath, you still tried to fight back.
And while your attempts were valiant, they weren’t able to stop Garrick from pressing your thighs down with his knees before grabbing both your wrists into his hands and pinning them above your head. You tried you best to squirm out of his hold but it was no use.
A defeated sigh left your lips as you realized that you were in fact trapped, “I yield..” you muttered as your head fell back against the mat.
Garrick let go of your wrists, “Fuck yeah!” He cheered, raising both arms in the air before he placed his hands on either side of your head.
His victorious smirk faltered as he gazed down at you. Gods.. You looked absolutely irresistible like this, all flushed and sweaty under him.. He hadn’t intended to pin you down so suggestively but he wasn’t complaining when his eyes met your own.
You panted heavily as you looked up at him, a blush slowly creeping up your cheeks as you realized how inappropriate this would look to any outsider passing by.
A grin tugged at the corners of Garrick’s mouth as he watched your face turn bright red while your lips pursed into a flustered pout. He couldn’t help but stare at them, they looked so soft.. So kissable.. So- His eyes fluttered shut as he leaned down and kissed you. …Warm.. He finished the thought as his lips melded against yours.
When you weren’t kissing him back, Garrick pulled away and opened his eyes. He was about to apologize for taking it too far but your stunned expression stopped him in his tracks.
Your eyes were wide with shock while your mouth opened and closed as your tried to find your words, “Garrick.. I..~” You licked your lips before looking him dead in the eyes, “Kiss me again..~” You demanded.
Garrick grinned as his cheeks warmed, “Gladly.~” He said before leaning down and pressing his lips to yours again.
This time you kissed him back passionately, wrapping your arms around his neck before tangling your hands into his dark hair.
The world seemed to fade away while the sounds of your lips melding against each others echoed throughout the empty gym as you lost yourselves in your passionate exchange..
Warnings: Fourth Wing spoilers, Iron Flame spoilers, a little angst I guess, fluff, smut, cursing, dry humping, p in v sex, cumming inside.
Note: Sorry for the late post! Exam season has been kicking my ass and figuring the plot of these fics has been a bit tricky! I decided to include a little bonus that I wrote this for this story initially but didn’t end up working so enjoy! 💚
Tag list: @ttheslutttybookwworm @sheblogs @mazzer @luvly-writer @river-of-woe @celeste-fourthwing
You had always imagined that you would've been the kind of cadet to party when you finally graduated. But nothing felt worthy of a celebration after what happened at Resson. The deaths of Liam and Solei had scarred you deeply. They had been some of your closest friends along with Garrick, Bodhi, Imogen, and Xaden.
Losing them had put into perspective how much you were going to miss the remaining friends you had now that you would all be separated.
While Imogen and Bohdi would be staying at Basgaith for their third year, Xaden and Garrick would be deployed to their assigned outpost in Samara, as would you, except your outpost was in Athbyne.
Your summer was spent with them all of course, but you did prioritize spending time with Bodhi and Imogen more. Unlike Garrick and Xaden who you'd be seeing for your weapon smuggling endeavors, visiting the quadrant to see the former two was out of the question.
At least that's what you had thought.
It seemed that witnessing Deigh's death had caused your dragon Iskra, a beautiful red female morningstartail, to realize how fleeting a dragon's life could be.
In the many centuries that she had been alive, she had never taken a mate, until now.
You should have been happy for her, excited even and you were, truly. But her choice of mate only left you with questions..
“Remind me again why you decided to become mates with Aotrom..? He’s a fucking idiot of a dragon..” You sighed heavily in your mind.
Iskra lets out a sound that could be interpreted as a purr through the bond, “He makes me laugh.” She replied, her tone dripping with warmth as she watched Aotrom do some sort of mating dance for her.
You smacked your face into your palm with a loud groan.
Not only had she chosen an idiot for a mate, she had also tied you to his idiot rider, Ridoc.
Its not like you were completely unaware of his existence prior to your dragons mating. But back then he was simply another bed hopping first year that wasn't worth any of your time.
And now he was your... Fuck buddy? Lover?? You didn’t really know. It was complicated to say the least.
You were well aware that you had grown rather fond of Ridoc as the result of the bond, as did he towards you. Your relationship had even progressed beyond the point of meaningless sex and it scared you.
The secrets that you kept from him were far from simple. Not only were you hiding the fact that you were apart of the revolution, and that you've been smuggling weapons along side Xaden and Garrick to flyers so they could fight the venin, but you also had a second signet.
Startling you out of your trance, Ridoc had slithered his arms around your waist as he hugged you from behind.
He pulled you in close as he tucked your head under his chin, comfortably resting his own on top of yours, “And they say romance is dead.” He scoffed as he observed the scene before him.
You watched as Iskra walked to Aotrom’s side, dragging her tail under his chin in a soft caress as she eyed him hungrily. They must have been communicating through their bond, because before you knew it both dragons had taken off and were flying in the direction of the vale.
You shook your head in disbelief, "I can't believe that dance actually worked on her.." you sighed.
He only hummed in response as his arms tightened around you, “I missed you.” he said affectionately through your bond.
A blush crept up your cheeks, “I missed you too..” you grumbled, letting yourself bask in his embrace.
A grin spread onto his face as he lowered his head to your shoulder, “Awww your blushing, Y/n/n.~” he teased.
You throw him a glare from over your shoulder, “Don’t push it or I’m not staying with you this weekend.” You warned playfully.
He gasped dramatically, “You wouldn’t dare!”
You eyed him mischievously, “Oh but I would! Bodhi and Imogen have been begging me to go out with them so maybe I’ll do just that!” You smirked.
He rolled his eyes, “As if- You literally only spend your time here with them and Xaden if he’s here! It’s my turn.” He whined.
A soft sigh left your lips, “Well when two of your friend dies tragically you kinda want to spend as much time as you can with the others.” You tried to joke but it fell flat.
Ridoc looked at you with a saddened gaze, “Y/n, I didn’t know that was the reason..” He mumbled.
You blinked at him a few times before looking towards the ground, “Well I never really told you.. Anyways take me to your dorm already I'm dying to get out these flight leathers.” You huffed.
A grin returned to his face, “With pleasure.~” he teased.
-
“Gods Y/n/n.. please never stop wearing those nightgowns.” Ridoc muttered as he watched you brush out your damp hair.
After taking a quick shower, you had slipped into a short, gauzy, blue, lace trimmed nightgown you had bought off of a flyer during one of your weapon drops.
You glanced towards him, “You like em?” You asked, knowing very well the answer.
He nodded as he sat up from his previously laying position, “You have no idea how much I love them. I would literally give you money to buy more.” He said as he watched you braid your hair.
That made you snort, “I’d have to find time to go buy more.” You sigh quietly before walking towards his bed.
Ridoc pulled you into his lap, “The next time I’m in Athbyne we can go together. Then I get to pick out whatever I want.~” his hands found their way under the gauzy material.
Your cheeks warmed, “Mmm..~ That would be fun but I can’t have you leaving the outpost. The General would have my head if more cadets end up in danger near the border.” You say as you dragged your hands down his chest to his abdomen.
The excuse wasn’t a complete lie but it wasn’t the whole truth either.
A groan left his lips as he caressed your bare hips and ass, “You’re not wearing panties..~” he said huskily through the bond.
Your eyes meet his lustful gaze as a smirk tugged at the corners of your mouth, “I’m not wearing anything but this nightgown.~” you purred as your hips shifted against his growing erection.
His hands immediately traveled upwards to cup your tits, “Spoiling me tonight now are you?~” he grinned as he groped and squeezed your mounds.
Heat began to pool in your core as his hips moved against yours, “I’m just really in the mood..~” you bit back a moan.
Ridoc let his hands return to your hips as he guided them to grind against his, “I can tell by the way you’re soaking my briefs..~” he sat up and pulled you into a kiss.
Your lips melded against his as your fingers grasped at the elastic of his underwear. “I want them off. Now.~” you demand.
He smirked into the kiss, "You're so needy for me.~" he teased, nipping at your bottom lip.
You shoot him a flustered glare, "Don't even start.~" you huffed as you tried to hold yourself still against his moving hips.
The grip he had on your hips relaxed as he stopped grinding against you, "Fine, fine, fine.~" he rolled his eyes playfully as he let you sit up and away from his lap.
Your entire face flushed the second you saw the wet spot that stained the front of his briefs. Gods you had no idea you made such a mess. Before you could focus to hard on it, Ridoc was pushing his underwear down his thighs.
When you heard the thump of his underwear hitting the floor you couldn't stop yourself from sitting in his lap again.
A soft gasp left his lips as he felt your bare pussy press against his errection, "Eager now are you?~" he teased as his hands slipped under you nightgown again to caress your hips.
His touch made you shiver, "It took you long enough.~" you grumbled as you began to grind against him.
Ridoc groaned lowly, "Its not my fault that you're so needy tonight..~" he huffed as he guided your hips into a rhythm with his.
You leaned forward and kissed him passionately, "Shut up..~" you whined through your bond.
He smirked against your lips, "Never.~" he said defiantly.
Eventually you pulled away, panting softly as you pushed him down on the bed, "I need you..~" you muttered.
His cock twitched from how dominant you were being, "Need me how?~" he asked grinning.
Your hands plant themselves firmly on his chest as you rise to your knees, "Inside... I need you inside..~" you sigh as you hovered over his lap.
Not wanting to keep you or himself waiting, Ridoc reached under you to line his tip to your fluttering hole.
Slowly, you sink down the length of his cock, sighing softly as your pussy stretched around him, "Gods Ridoc..~" you muttered as he held you flush against him.
He held your hips firmly as he adjusted to the feeling of your walls squeezing around him tightly, "Fuck you feel so good..~" he sighed.
Using his chest as leverage, you begin to move on top of him, rolling your hips against his as you bounced yourself on his cock.
A breathy moan left your lips when you roll your hips just right, making his cock press against your g-spot, "Oh my gods.. that feels amazing..~" you pant as you rode him harder, chasing the pleasure that pulsed in your core.
Ridoc couldn't stop himself from moaning lowly as he thrusted up into you, "You're so wet and tight.. fuck!~" he muttered as your arousal pooled at the base of his cock.
Your thighs burned as you tried to keep up with the pace you had set, the tingling sensation eventually turned into numbness which spread down the rest of your legs. "N-no..~" you whimpered as you loss your rhythm, making your hips stutter to a stop.
Without you even asking, Ridoc planted his feet against the matress. "I got you Y/n/n..~" he panted as he continued to thrust into you, the hands that held your hips moved you against him.
Sweat dripped down your back as you sat up straighter in an attempt to relieve some of the strain on your legs.
Feeling the fabric of your nightgown sticking to your skin, you tore your hands away from his chest and pull the garment off, leaving you completely naked on top of him.
His cock twitched at the sight of your bouncing breasts, "Fuck you're so hot.~" he groaned as he thrusted up into you harder.
Moans tumbled freely from your lips as he kept pounding right into your g-spot, "Don't stop!~ Feels so good..!~" you beg as you felt your orgasm rapidly build in your gut.
Ridoc looked up to meet your half lidded gaze, "Are you close?~" he asked huskily through the bond.
Your pussy clenched at the sound of his voice, "Yes.. I'm-I-" you stuttered as his thumb rubbed your clit. "Gods.. I'm gonna cum..!~" you whined before throwing your head back as your eyes fluttered shut.
A loud whiney moan tore itself as your climax hit you full force, making your core tingle as pleasure wracked your entire body.
Your hips twitched and bucked against his thumb as he kept rubbing the sensitive bud. "Ridoc please..~" your eyes opened again, meeting his desperate gaze.
The sensation of your pussy fluttering and squeezing him tightly was tarting to become to much, "Oh fuck Y/n..~ You feel way to fucking good..~" he glanced to where you bodies met.
Your release had pooled at the base of his cock, forming a white ring as he kept thrusting inside of you.
He groaned as the sight pushed him over the edge, "I cant.. Fuck I'm cumming..!~" his thrust quickened messily.
Ridoc moaned lowly as he cummed into you, holding you firmly down on his lap as he panted.
Only the sounds of your labored breathing could be herd in his dorm as you both came down from your highs.
Eventually, you were the first to move, carefully removing yourself from his lap before sitting down beside him.
He propped himself up on his elbows as he turned his attention to you, "Are you okay?" he asked, noticing you were rubbing your hands over your stretched out legs.
A breathy laugh left your lips, "I'm just trying to regain feeling in my legs." you said before your eyes met his, "What about you, are you okay?" you flipped the question back on him.
Ridoc smiled softly, "I'm all good, Y/n/n.” He said as he stood up, “I’m just going to go get us something to clean up with, okay? I’ll be right back." he said as he handed you your night gown.
You took the garnement from him and slipped it back on, “Alright, thank you..” you said quietly before he walked off.
He was barely even gone for a minute before he returned with a warm, damp rag in his hand.
A breathy yawn slipped past your lips before you spoke, “That was quick..” you mumbled as you parted your legs for him.
Ridoc carefully cleaned his cum from your thighs and pussy before wiping whatever was left of his soften cock.
While you got yourself comfortable under the covers of his bed, he busied himself with putting his underwear back on and throwing the rag into his pile of dirty laundry.
Once done with that, he joined you under the covers and cuddled you from behind before pressing a soft kiss to your rebellion relic covered neck.
He nuzzled his nose against the marked skin gently before sighing contently, "Goodnight.." he muttered as he closed his eyes.
Your cheeks warmed, “Goodnight..” you whispered back quietly.
While the sweet gestures gave you butterflies, they also made your gut churn with guilt as you were reminded of all that you hid from him..
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Bonus! (I couldn’t help but use the ShxtsNGigs podast “Do you miss me when I’m not around?” conversation as inspo for dialogue lol!)💚
After a long eventful week you were finally able to get some well needed rest. You were exhausted to say the least, both mentally and physically. Not only was your entire body aching from all the flying you'd done, but you were unfortunately forced to fight some fliers during one of your patrols. It killed you on the inside but you couldn't risk outing yourself as traitor to your fellow lieutenants.
By the time you had finally made it to your barrack, all you could think about was getting out of your flight leathers as fast as possible and going to sleep.
Using the last bit of your energy to open the door, you were finally able to gaze upon the one thing you craved most. Your bed.
But it wasn’t empty.
In it laid a shirtless Ridoc Gamlyn, comfortably tucked under your blankets, playing around with the wooden dragons Liam had made you.
A groan left your lips, “I forgot that you were coming here this weekend.” You sighed as you stepped into your barrack.
Ridoc set down the figurines on your night stand before he sat up in your bed, “I sure didn’t, been looking forward to it all week since I didn’t even see you last weekend.” He grinned as he watched you undress.
You rolled your eyes, “I didn’t know that I had to see you every time and since you’re probably wondering, I hung out with Bodhi an-“
Ridoc interrupted you as he scoffed, “First of all.. you’ve been spending a lot of time with Bodhi and I feel.. left out.” He admitted.
Your head turned swiftly in his direction, “What? I can’t hang out with my friend? I literally see you every weekend, Ridoc!!” You cried out.
“Yeah for the dragons! You only come to Basgaith because they can’t be apart!” He shouted.
You chuck your flight leathers to the side angrily, “You come here for them too you idiot!” You yelled.
Ignoring your point he continued, “If our dragons weren’t bonded you wouldn’t come see me every weekend!” He retorted.
Your hands ran down your face in exasperation, “I literally wouldn’t be able to! Not to mention this-“ you gesture between yourself and him, "Would have never-"
Before you could finish your sentence he cut you off again, “Do you miss me when I’m not around?” He asked rather randomly.
You stared at him in complete disbelief as you tried to figure out if he was actually being genuine or not, “What do you even mean by that?” You chuckled awkwardly.
He let out a frustrated groan, “When it’s Friday and you’re seeing me in the evening do you think ‘Can’t wait to see Ridoc’? Or do you roll your eyes and say ‘Ridoc is arriving tonight’?” He stared at you expectantly.
You take a minute to actually think about it before answering, “It depends-“ You admit.
Ridoc gasped loudly as a smirk slowly spread across his face.
Panic quickly set in as you realized what you said, “Wait- wait! Let me answer! Let me answer!! Let me answer!!!” You wave your hands around wildly.
Ridoc laughed, “Y/n!! I’m asking you if you miss me when I’m not around!!” He whined.
Your eyes roll dramatically. “You’re fucking ridiculous..” you sighed as you took off the remainder of your clothes before slipping into a nightgown.
After a beat of silence he sighed, “Go on then, tell me what you did with him. Gods I can’t even say his name- What did you do with him?” He asked as he laid back down and stared at the ceiling.
You shake your head in exasperation as you climbed into bed next to him, “You’re so jealous.” You teased as he dragged you into a spooning position.
Ridoc huffed, “So what if I am?” He brushed away the hair from your neck.
A shiver ran down your spine as his fingers grazed your skin, “Well, if you would have let me finished you would have known that I hung out with Bodhi and Imogen.” You sassed.
He rolled his eyes, “Like that makes it any better.” He huffed, pressing his face into the crook of your neck.
An exasperated sigh left your lips as your eyes fluttered shut, “Goodnight, Ridoc.” you muttered as your body succumbed to its exhaustion.
You felt his lashes tickle your neck as his eyes closed, “Goodnight..” he sighed quietly.
Warnings: Cursing, skinny dipping, lots of making out, smut, oral (f receiving), fingering, heavy petting, p in v sex, cumming inside.
Note: Ridoc has grown so much on me since I’ve started reading Onyx Storm- ngl he’s probably my new favourite atm💚
Tag list: @ttheslutttybookwworm @sheblogs @mazzer @luvly-writer @river-of-woe @celeste-fourthwing
“We shouldn’t be out here you know..~” You purred as you slinked into the river.
“Says who?~” Ridoc teased as he pushed back his drenched hair, having dove into the water just a moment ago.
You snort as the wet strands flopped right back into his eyes, “The codex.” You replied smartly
Ridoc pushed the strands away once more, “Well fuck the code…” his words faded to silence as he finally laid his eyes on you, “Fuck you’re gorgeous..~” He whispered in lustful awe.
You were completely naked in front of his very eyes, body glowing from the moonlight reflecting off the thin sheen of sweat you had built up from running through the woods with him, and your hips swayed with every step you took towards him.
A blush coated your cheeks, “Am I now?~” You smiled seductively as you continued to wade towards him.
Ridoc nodded, his eyes still fixed on your figure, “Uh huh..~” he licked his lips. “Very gorgeous, and sexy.~ Gods I'm so lucky..~” he muttered as his hands settled on your hips.
Your hands began to caress his toned body, “Been craving you all day..~” you purred, staring up at him lustfully.
He bit back a groan as your touch sent shivers down his spine, “Have you now?~” He smirked as he gazed into your eyes.
You bit your lip and looked away as heat began to pool between your legs, “Mhm.. Ever since I felt you get hard under me during sparring..~” you admit as your arms wrapped around his neck.
His cheeks warmed, “I couldn’t help it..~ You looked so fucking hot on top of me~” he said, glancing down at your lips.
Before you could come up with a retort, he closed the gap between you and crashed his lips against yours desperately, catching you off guard.
After getting over the initial shock, you eagerly returned his kiss, threading your fingers through his damp hair.
Ridoc’s hands began to to wander all over your body, groping handfuls of your ass before trailing up your sides to your breasts.
He kneaded the soft mounds eagerly, taking great pleasure in how they felt in his hands. Upon feeling your nipples pebble against his palms, he began to roll and pinch the sensitive buds between his fingers. The stimulation made you mewl lewdly against his lips as your fingers gripped his dark brown locks tightly.
While you were enjoying your heated exchange, you could sense the need for air rapidly building in your lungs. Not wanting to pull away just yet, you pushed the feeling aside until you physically couldn't anymore.
Using his hair as leverage you tore yourself away from the kiss, loudly gasping as air filled your empty lungs.
Ridoc let out a displeased groan at the loss of your lips, “Baby come back..~” he pouted as he tried to pull you into another kiss.
Your chest heaved as you dodged his lips, “Give me a sec..~” you panted loudly, desperately trying to catch your breath.
He let out a quiet huff before he began to press hot wet kisses down the length of your neck.
Your eyes fluttered shut as a breathy sigh left your mouth. His lips were so soft and warm, leaving your cool skin tingling as they trailed down the column of your neck.
A soft gasp left your lips as he suddenly nipped and sucked at your pulse. Out of instinct, you gripped his hair tighter, causing him to groan against your neck.
Undeterred by the slight pain in his scalp, Ridoc sucked and nipped at every sensitive spot he came across, leaving a trail of blooming red marks up the side of your neck.
Your nails gently scratched his scalp as he sucked a large hickey right below your jaw. , “Gods Ridoc..~ You’re eating me alive..~” you sighed.
He smirked, “Baby, this is no where near me eating you alive.~ If I was, I’d be eating your pretty pussy out.~” he whispered huskily in your ear.
Your face flushed, “Please do.. Please eat me out..~” you pleaded softly.
If he hadn’t hard before, he sure was now, “Fuck..~ he muttered as he felt his cock twitch at your words.
Without missing a beat he sank to his knees, completely unbothered as the water now reached his chest. He gazed up at you hungrily, wetting his lips as his hands began kneading your ass and thighs.
Your pussy fluttered in excitement as you met his gaze, “You look good on your knees..~” you teased as you parted your legs.
Ridoc grinned, “So you've told me.~” he said as he slotted himself in the space you made.
You bit your lip as you watched him kiss your inner thighs, slowly working up to your dripping core.
A soft wine left his throat as finally laid his eyes on your pussy, "Gods baby..~ You're so wet..~" he murmured before he wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked.
Your cheeks burned, “Oh..~” you mewled softly as your hands found purchase in his dark brown hair.
Ridoc groaned as you lightly tugged at the strands. Spurred on by your noises, he began to tease your sensitive clit, using his tongue to flick and lick the bud as he sucked harder.
A loud gasp left your lips as pleasure began to pulse in your core, “Fuck that feels so good..~” you whispered as your hips bucked against his face.
The knot in your core tightened with every suck, lick, and flick assaulting your bud, and arousal dripped out of you readily, soaking his chin.
Just as you were about to warn him of your impending orgasm, Ridoc pulled away from your pussy. Before you could even utter a complaint, his thumb swiftly began to rub tight circles on your clit.
Your eyes widened as he licked a long stripe through your slick folds, before slipping his tongue inside of you. “Oh my gods.. Ridoc..!!~” you moaned loudly as your nails dug into his scalp.
Ridoc smirked as he slurped up your rapidly dripping arousal into his mouth. He deeply enjoyed the fact that he could feel your walls squeezing his tongue as he thrusted it inside of you.
Loud moans and mewls left your lips as he devoured your pussy. All you could focus on was how your legs were trembling from how good he was making you feel.
As the knot in your core rapidly retightened, you ripped your hands out of his hair to grip his shoulders tightly.
Your nails dug into his tan skin as you cried out, “Ridoc..~ fuck!~ I’m gonna cum!~” you warned before the knot snapped.
A loud moan ripped itself out of your throat as pleasure wracked your body. Your orgasm hit you in waves making your hips buck and twitch against his tongue.
Ridoc swallowed every drop of your release, taking his time to savor its tangy taste before he pulled his tongue out of your clenching pussy to lap up the rest of your wetness.
When he finally pulled away, his eyes immediately met yours, "Gods baby..~ You taste fucking divine..~" he panted as he licked the remains of your orgasm from his lips.
As if he couldn't be any more arousing, Ridoc stood back up. Water dripped down his toned body, allowing the moonlight to highlight and define his muscles.
The fire in your core reignited at the sight, “You’re so hard..~” you muttered as your hand reached down to stroke his erection.
Ridoc sighed softly, “It’s all your fault..~ Your moans are so sexy.~” he said as he bit back a groan.
A smirk tugged at your lips, “You made me feel so fucking good Ridoc..~” you purred.
Your words brought a grin to his face, “Gods I need you baby.. like right now..~” he panted, as precum beaded at the tip of his cock.
You glanced up to meet his eyes, "I need you too..~ Please fuck me..~” you plead softly.
His breath caught in his throat, “How could I say no to that..~” he muttered before lifting you into his arms.
A gasp left your lips as your feet suddenly left the sandy floor of the river. Instinctively your legs wrapped around his waist, causing his hard cock to rest against your slick pussy. Your hips bucked involuntarily, causing his erection to rub against your clit.
Ridoc shuddered at the pleasant sensation. He couldn't stop himself from rubbing his cock through your slick folds, "How are still this fucking wet..?~" he groaned in awe, it was taking everything in him to not stick it in.
Soft mewls tumbled freely from your lips as your hips moved against his, “Stop teasing..~” you whined as the head of his cock caught against your fluttering entrance.
He bit his lip as he forced himself to stop, “Can’t help it baby..~ your pussy feels so good.~” he whispered as he carried you to shore.
When the water barely reached his ankles, he slowly lowered himself onto knees and carefully laid you down. Ignoring the way the sand dug into his skin he leaned forward to grab his flight jacket.
He balled it up before putting it under your head, “Comfy?” He asked, looking into your blown out eyes.
Your legs unwrapped themselves from his waist, falling wide open against the sand, “Mhm..~ Now please fuck me..~” you say, staring into his dark brown eyes.
Ridoc felt his cock twitch from both your words and from the sight of you spread out beneath him. Wordlessly he grabbed your hips and pulled you closer, letting you legs dangle over his thighs as he rubbed his cock through your slick folds.
Once he felt sufficiently lubricated he lined his tip to your hole and slid inside.
He let out a low groan as your walls fluttered around him, "Gods baby..~ You feel fucking amazing..~" he sighed as he fully sheathed his cock inside of you.
You let out a soft whimper as your pussy stretched from the shear size of him. The sensation wasn't unpleasant but it still took you moment to adjust.
When your walls fluttered around him comfortably, his cock slid in even further, making you mewl as his tip brushed against your g-spot. "Fuck.. Ridoc please move..~" you pleaded desperately.
The grip he had around your hips tightened as he began to thrust into your tight heat, "Oh fuck..~" he moaned lowly as his cock glided in and out of you with ease.
It didn't take long for Ridoc to lose himself to pleasure, letting the feeling completely consume him as he roughly fucked you into sand.
Loud, whiney moans tumbled from you lips, as he pounded into your g-spot, “Gods.. feels so good..!!~” you mewled as pleasure throbbed in your core.
He let out a low groan as he felt your pussy flutter desperately around his cock, “Gods baby..~ I’m not going to last if your keep clenching like that..~” he muttered as his thrust quickened.
You threw your head back into his flight jacket as you felt your stomach tighten, “Oh my gods Ridoc..~ Don’t stop!~ I’m so fucking close!~” you moaned loudly.
Ridoc panted as he hurried his thrusts, "Cum for me baby..~ Fuck.. I want to feel you gush around me.~" he muttered, feeling his own orgasm rapidly approaching.
You came with a loud moan, your vision turning white as your release sprayed around his cock, “Ridoc..!~” you gasped as a wave of intense pleasure wracked your body.
Not being able to endure the intense clenching and fluttering of your pussy, he roughly pounded into you, "Fuck fuck fuck..!~ Baby I'm cumming..!~ ” he groaned loudly as his hips slammed into yours for the last time.
His orgasm hit him hard, pulling a whiney moan from the back of his throat as he spilled his load inside of you.
You laid your hand over your eyes as you tried desperately to catch your breath. Ridoc was in a similar state, wheezing loudly as he tried to steady his breathing.
It took minutes but your pants finally quieted down as your highs wore off.
Ridoc broke the silence first, “Fuck that was so hot...~” he grinned, as he softly caressed your bruised hips.
The hand covering your eyes moved back to your side as your eyes fluttered open.
A soft blush coated your cheeks as your met his gaze, “Gods... I've never cummed that hard before..~” you admit, smiling softly.
His grin widened as his chest puffed with pride, "That was probably the best sex we've ever had." He sighed pleasantly as he sat back on his knees.
His cock slipped out of you with a wet 'shlick', resting flaccidly against his thigh. A quiet whimper left your lips as your pussy now fluttered around nothing, causing his cum to drip onto the sand.
You sat up, leaning back on your hands as you gazed at the mess you made, "I feel so empty now..~" you pouted, eyes flicking back up to his.
Ridoc hissed quietly as he felt his sensitive cock twitch back to life, "You can't just say shit like that..~" he muttered as his face burned.
You giggled mischievously as you closed your legs, only to cringe as you felt sand in a place it should not be in, "Gods, we should probably go wash off in the river.. I have sand everywhere." you snort as you leaned forward.
He raised a brow suggestively, "Everywhere you say? Ill make sure to be thorough then.~" he teased as he took your hands in his.
A blush warmed your cheeks, "What are you- oh!" you gasped as he suddenly stood up, dragging you with him.
You managed to stand shakily for a few seconds before your legs suddenly gave out from under you, causing you to stumble forward.
Ridoc thankfully caught you before you fell, letting you cling onto him as you tried to stand again, "Baby you look like a newborn fawn..~" he cooed as he watched your legs wobble.
You shoot him a playful glare, "Just carry me, damn it." you huffed.
Ridoc chuckled quietly before picking you up bridal style, “With pleasure.~ ” He grinned as he walked into the water.
You laughed softly, wrapping your arms around his neck, “My hero.~” you teased before gasping as Ridoc suddenly sumberged himself and you into the river.
Your entire body broke out in goosebumps as the cold water chilled your heated skin, “Ridoc!!” You whined as your teeth began clattering.
He snickered mischievously, “Sorry baby, but this sexy body of yours wont clean itself on its own.~” he smirked as he wiped the sand from your butt.
Your eyes rolled playfully, "Perv.~" you teased as you clung onto him.
He pressed a kiss to your cheek, "You love me.~" he cooed.
You sighed dramatically as a blush coated your cheeks, "I do." you said before pecking his lips.
Ridoc managed to get all of the sand off your body and most of it out of your hair before you became a chattering and shivering mess in his arms.
He tried his best to shield you from soft breeze as he carried you to back to shore. "Thank the gods you stole these before we rushed out here." He sighed in relief as he set you down gently onto the grass before wrapping you up in a towel.
A quiet sigh left your lips as he began to rub your arms through the material, "Mmmm..~" you hummed as the heat from the friction slowly stopped your shivering. "Thank you." you say quietly as you began to dry yourself off.
A comfortable silence stretched into the night as you both dried yourselves off.
Having finally put all of your clothes back on, you focus your attention to your hair, wringing it out in the towel as you gazed towards Ridoc. "As much as this was fun, I think I prefer fucking in either of our dorms." you chuckled softly.
Ridoc looked at you from over his shoulder as he buttoned up his pants, "What? You don't like having sand everywhere?~" he teased.
You roll your eyes as you lazily braided your hair, "Speaking of our dorms.. Wanna stay in mine for the night and cuddle?" you asked.
His eyes brightened, "Fuck yes I would!" he said enthusiastically
You giggled quietly as you folded your towel, "We could also maybe fuck tomorrow morning before breakfast if you'd like.~" you offered.
Ridoc smirked as he put on his flight jacket, "Don't get me excited now or we'll do more than just cuddle when we get to your dorm.~" he warned playfully.
A smirk tugged at your lips, "I wouldn't mind.~" you teased as you walked towards him. "Ready to head back though?" you asked as you reached for his hand.
He threw his towel over his shoulder before lacing his fingers between yours, "Mhm! Gods I can't wait to cuddle you." he grinned before you started to walk back to Basgaith.
By the time you were back in the castle it was way past curfew, and Professors, Wing Leaders, Section Leaders, and Squad leaders were all patrolling the halls. Not wanting to be caught you both snuck around as stealthily as you could, and after narrowly avoiding getting caught by you Squad Leader Dain Aetos, you finally arrived at your dorm.
You let out a relieved sigh as you back met the firm surface of your door, “Fuck that was close..” you whispered.
Ridoc chuckled quietly, "Yeah.." he nodded in agreement before he quickly glanced around, “I think we’re good though..” he muttered quietly.
“I think so too..” you mumbled before turning around and opening your door.
“Cadet Gamlyn, cadet Y/l/n, what exactly are you two doing?” Dain’s authoritative voice echoed in the empty hallway.
Looks like he caught you after all...
Without thinking you grabbed Ridoc by the wrist and swiftly yanked him into your dorm.
"Cadets!!" You herd Dain shout before you slammed the door in his face and locked it.
You squeezed your eyes as shut as you sent a prayer to whichever god was listening that your wards would hold as Dain rattled the door handle.
Ridoc laughed quietly, "Oh, we are so fucked tomorrow." he sighed.
Your eyes fluttered open to look at him, "On a scale of 1-10 how fucked would you say?" you asked breathlessly.
He snorted, "Oh 10 for sure." He answered honestly.
Warnings: Slight spoilers for Iron Flame, Violet and Xaden arguing, cursing, smut, heavy petting, fingering, shower sex, p in v sex, cream pie.
Note: This is a part two to my fic Not So Casual Distraction! I also have two Ridoc fic ideas brewing so look out for that hopefully soon 💚 On another note, Onyx Storm has been absolutely destroying me wtf RY 😭
Tag list: @ttheslutttybookwworm @sheblogs @mazzer @luvly-writer @river-of-woe @celeste-fourthwing
While Xaden had originally intended for your hook up to be a one time thing, he hadn’t stop himself from frequenting your bed often throughout the following week.
He found the feeling of your pussy wrapped around his hard cock addicting. Every time he had you pinned under him, moaning and writhing in pleasure, he felt all his stress and anger dissipate until all he could focus on was making you scream his name.
Xaden had fucked you everyday since Saturday, leaving you constantly covered in hickies, but you weren’t complaining. How could you, when Xaden fucked you so damn good that he made you see stars each time you climaxed.
While his nights were filled with tangling himself in your sheets, his days were filled with fighting on the front lines and the constant feeling of dread he felt thinking about Violet’s impending arrival.
But alas, on Friday evening Violet arrived at Samara with Tairn. Unfortunately for them, Xaden and Sgaeyl were out on patrol with you and your own dragon.
After letting your dragons go off for the night, the two of you walked back to the base side by side.
While Sgaeyl was eager to finally see Tairn, Xaden was dreading his reunion with Violet.
Noticing Xaden’s clenched jaw and tense features you gently touched his arm, “Wanna take a shower with me tonight?~” You asked, gazing at him suggestively.
Xaden met your lustful gaze, his features relaxed, “Sure..~” he said with a slight smirk.
He could already picture it. The feeling of your hands rubbing his body with soap. The way he’d grope and caress your soapy tits and ass. The feeling of your wet naked body pressed against his own as he fucked you against the shower wall.
Xaden needed to stop before he gave himself an erection.
Your eyes twinkled as you have his arm a squeeze, “I’ll see you later then~ good luck with your visitor.” You winked before you parted ways.
Xaden rolled his eyes, “Thanks, I’ll need it.” He sighed before making his way to the common space.
Upon sensing Xaden’s presence, Violet stood up from the chair she had been sitting in.
“Xaden.” Violet greeted, impatience was written all over her face.
Xaden tensed once more, “Violet.” He greeted coldly.
She gave him a once over, noticing he was still in his flight leathers, “Where were you when I got here?” Violet questioned suspiciously as she slung her pack over her shoulder.
Xaden crossed his arms as she walked towards him, “Out on patrol.” He answered truthfully.
For a moment she went quiet, most likely asking Tairn if what he was saying was true.
Once she got her answer she let out a sigh, “Am I staying in your barrack like usual?” She asked nonchalantly.
Xaden uncrossed his arms and nodded, “Yup.” He confirmed before beginning to walk to the barracks.
Violet followed after him. Neither said anything until they stopped in front of the door to his barrack.
Violet readjusted her pack before breaking the silence, “Will you be staying with me?” She inquired, her tone tinged with a bit of hope.
Xaden glanced at her as he unlocked the door, “No. I’m staying somewhere else this weekend.” He replied curtly.
Violet let out a long frustrated sigh, “Really Xaden? You’re just going to keep avoiding me?” She asked, infuriated.
Xaden bristled, “I’m not avoiding you-“
“But you are!” She cut him off, “You haven’t replied to any of my letters all week, Xaden!!” She spat angrily.
It’s true that he hadn’t but he was a busy man. Not only was he still delivering weapons to the flyers, he was also fighting on the front lines, going on patrols, and.. well, fucking you.
Violet continued, “And im starting to believe it has something to do with what happened after you left last week.” She crossed her arms.
Xaden clenched his jaw in an attempt to keep his anger at bay, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He needed her gone before he lost his temper.
Violet raised a brow, “I think you know exactly what I’m talking about, Xaden.” She glared at him sternly, “Something happened.”
He should have seen this coming considering Sgaeyl had told him his shields had faltered when he fucked you last week.
Xaden returned her glare, “It’s none of your fucking business.” He snapped.
She rolled her eyes and let out a scoff, “None of my buisness huh? Well it actually is when we share a bond Xaden or have you forgotten?!“ She stepped towards him. “I’d like you to explain to me why, hours after you left with Sgaeyl I randomly start feeling this intense, burning, pleasurable sensation, like I’m having the best sex of my life? What was that all about huh? It’s not like our dragons were fucking.” She was practically yelling in his face.
Something in Xaden snapped, “You want the fucking truth Violet!?” Shadows swirled around him, “I did fuck someone last Saturday and I’ve been hooking up with her for the past fucking week!!” He yelled.
Violet shook her head, “I fucking knew it.. How dare you fuck another girl when I’ve been trying to fix this!?” The sky outside started to rumble.
Xaden scoffed, “That was you trying to fix this?! All you fucking do is pick fights anytime one of us is visiting the other and I’m sick of it!” He yelled.
“Well it’s better than what you do!! Fucking another girl instead of opening up to me! Did you even try Xaden!?” Violet screamed.
“I have tried!! I’ve wanted to try but every time I’ve told you something you get pissed and we argue!! Do you think that makes me what to tell you shit Violet? No!!” Xaden screamed back, effectively shutting her up.
The space went quiet as they stared at each other in silent rage.
Suddenly the soft sound of a door opening and closing cut through the tension. You had just left your barrack, dressed in a sexy, silky pjs set, your hair down, and carrying a couple of fuzzy white towels in your arms.
Xaden’s attention was immediately pulled to you. His eyes raked your form, immediately spotting the plethora of hickies covering your neck and chest. The fresh ones he had given you the night before stood out against the fading old ones.
His gaze lowered to stare at your pebbled nipples poking through the silky material of your tang top, before dragging even lower to stare at the swell of your ass that peaked out of your matching, flowy, silk shorts.
You watched him look you up and down, eventually meeting his hungry gaze. Gods you loved when he looked at you like that, like he could ravage you this instant.
“Well hello, to you too, Xay~” you purred his name, “We won’t make it to the showers if you keep staring at me like that~” You bit your lip, “That is if you still want to join me~”
Xaden swallowed thickly, fuck you were so damn sexy.
The sky lit up with lightning before it thundered loudly, “So this is who you’ve been fucking!?” Violet seethed, stepping to the side to get a good look at you.
Xaden sighed as he turned to face you fully, “Yes.” he confirmed.
Your eyes widened slightly, from the way they had been standing you hadn’t seen Violet, “Oh! I didn’t mean to interrupt you two-“
Xaden shook his head, “You weren’t interrupting anything. We were just about done.” He took the towels from your hands.
Violet looked at him like he was crazy, “What the fuck Xaden?!! No we aren’t! We are far from done actually!” She stalked towards him.
Xaden glared at her, “Go to bed, Violet.” He ordered, his tone offering no objection. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
She glared at him in pure anger, “Fine.” She picked up her pack and entered his barrack, slamming the door closed behind her.
You winced at the sound, “I’m taking your reunion didn’t go so well..”
Xaden let out a long sigh, “Let’s just go shower okay..” he rested his hand on the small of your back, “I’ve been thinking about it all fucking evening~” he murmured in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.
Xaden’s words made butterflies flutter in your stomach and heat pool between your legs as you let him guide you to the bathing chamber.
Thankfully no one was showering when you entered, neither of you would have wanted to wait a moment longer.
Xaden set the towels on a bench before beginning to rid himself of his clothes. You followed suit, your silky pjs falling to the ground next to his flight leathers.
By the time you were both undressed, Xaden’s shadows had already taken care of the shower for you.
Xaden let you step in first, before getting in himself. He pulled the curtain closed before wrapping his arms around your bare waist.
A soft sigh left his lips as the hot water running from the shower began to relax his tense muscles.
Taking note of his slackened posture you giggle softly, “Maybe I should give you massage once we’re back in my barrack.~” you suggest as you began washing your hair.
Xaden chuckled, “You just want an excuse to be on top of me~” he teased, as he lathed his hair with your shampoo.
You kept your eyes locked on his as you dipped your head back to wash the soap from your hair, “Oh, I don’t need an excuse for that~”you grinned.
While Xaden washed the shampoo from his hair, you lathered your loofa with soap before beginning to scrub his body.
Xaden let you, letting himself revel in the feeling of your hands caressing every part of him.
After a moment you stepped away from him to look him up and down, “You know.. you look pretty sexy covered in suds~” you say flirtily.
Xaden cocked an eyebrow in amusement, “Maybe, but I think they’ll look better on you.~” He smirked, plucking the loofa out of your hands.
Before you could utter a gasp he turned you around and began trailing warm kisses down your neck as he covered your body in suds.
You leaned back into his strong chest, “X-Xay..~” you mumbled as soft noises of pleasure tumbled from your lips.
Slowly his hands rose up to caress your soap covered breasts. He groped them gently, squeezing the soft, warm, mounds in his palms before beginning to play with your nipples. Rolling and pinching the pebbled buds between his fingers.
While Xaden was occupied with kissing and marking your shoulders, you reached behind you to grab his cock.
He let out a quiet gasp of surprise before being cut off by a groan as you began to stroke him.
Xaden’s hands left your breasts to reach between your legs. He slipped his fingers inside of you with ease before rubbing his thumb over your clit.
Now it was your turn to gasp, “Oh gods- Xaden~” you mewled as his fingers pumped in and out of you.
Xaden’s other hand wrapped around your now shaky one, helping you stroke his cock, “Don’t stop~” he murmured in your ear as his fingers found your sweet spot.
“Feels so good..~” you moaned as pressure began to build in your core.
You tightened your grip around his cock as you began to near your orgasm.
“Fuck~ I can’t-“ he ripped your hand from his cock, “If you keep doing that, I’ll cum.~” he growled.
“But I-“ you were cut off by a moan as his fingers and thumb quickened. “Gods..~ I’m gonna cum~ Xay!~” you gasped as your orgasm ripped through you.
Xaden pressed a kiss to your neck, “Such a good girl for me..~” he purred as he rode you through your climax.
He pulled his fingers out of you before picking you up into his arms and pressing you up against the shower wall. You barely registered the pain of your back hitting the wall when all you could focus on was the feeling of Xaden’s twitching cock pressed against your thigh.
You stared lustfully into his eyes, “Xaden please..~ please fuck me..~ I need you so bad~” you begged softly, wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck.
His cock twitched, “You’re going to drive me fucking crazy..~” he groaned as he began pushing his cock into your pussy.
You welcomed the stretch of him with a pleased sigh and a flutter of your walls around him.
Xaden hid his face in your neck, “Gods you’re so tight..~ feel so fucking good around me..~” he panted as he began to thrust inside of you.
You turned your head to pull Xaden into a kiss. You nipped and sucked at his lips hungrily, moans slipping out as he pounded into your sweet spot.
You leaned your head back against the wall, “Oh my fucking gods Xay..~” you inhaled as your core began to tingle, “Making me feel so.. ah~ so good..~” you moaned, clawing at his back.
Your pussy fluttered violently around his cock, pushing him closer and closer to the edge.
Xaden held your hips tightly, his fingers dug into the flesh, “I can feel your pussy squeezing me so good.. fuck!~ Be a good girl for me and cum~” he panted, looking you right in the eyes.
Your breath caught in your throat before more moans tumbled out, as his thrusts got harder and faster.
“Fuck!~ Xay I’m cumming!~” your cried out as your vision began to blur.
Xaden moaned quietly as your pussy spasmes around his cock, “I’m- oh fuck..~” he groaned as he came.
“Xaden..~” you mewl quietly as his cum filled your insides.
Heavy panting sounded with the running water of the shower for a while as you caught your breaths.
Eventually Xaden let you out of his arms. You continued to hold onto him as you tried to stand without your legs shaking. All Xaden could watch was his cum dripping down your thigh.
You laughed breathily, “Round two in my barrack?~” you offered.
Xaden stared into your lust blown eyes, before smirking.
You hadn’t even bothered to get dressed again after getting out of the shower. Both opting to stay in your towels to dash to your barrack with your clothes in hand.
The instant Xaden entered your barrack, he dropped his flight leathers and towel onto the ground before picking you up.
The moment you were air born you dropped your pjs to hold onto him.
“Xaden!~” you gasped as he ripped the towel from your body, throwing it behind him before laying you on your bed.
Before you knew it he was on top of you, your lips locked in a heated kiss as Xaden’s hands grabbed at your ass.
He flipped you over with ease, sitting you right on his hard cock. It pressed and twitched against your slick pussy.
Xaden stared up at you lustfully, a smirk tugging at his lips, “Ride me.~” he purred, his hands caressing the curve of your hips and waist.
Your face flushed before you lifted your self up releasing his aching cock. You gave it a few pumps before positioning his tip at your entrance. In one swift movement you sank down on him.
You planted your hands on his firm chest, “Oh gods..~” you sighed.
In all the days you had fucked Xaden, never had your pussy felt this full.
Xaden’s hands gripped your hips tightly as your pussy fluttered around him, “Your pussy can’t keep squeezing me like that..~” he groaned.
You stared down at him as you began to move, “Feel so full Xay..~” you murmured quietly.
Xaden covered his mouth with his hand as he watched you bounce on his cock. He feared he wasn’t going to last, his cock was still sensitive from earlier and the sight of your tits bouncing weren’t helping him at all.
You couldn’t stop your self from moaning as his hips began meeting yours. His cock was hitting even deeper inside of you, making you see stars.
“Feels so good Xay..~ fuck- your fucking me so deep~” you whined as you rode him harder.
Xaden’s cock twitched at your words, gods you were going to end him.
His soft groans and moans mixed with yours as you lost yourselves to pleasure.
After a while you felt your legs go numb, making your movements sloppy, “Fuck.. I can’t..~ Xaden please.. I’m so close..~” you whined desperately.
Xaden’s grip around your hips became bruising as he took charge, “Fuck..~ I wanna feel you fucking gush around me~ can you do that?~” he met your half lidded gaze as his pace became more brutal.
You nodded fervently. “Yes!~ oh my gods yes Xay~ don’t stop!~” you cried out.
With a loud moan you fell apart, your pussy squeezed and fluttered violently.
Your release soaked his cock, “Oh fuck~ I’m so wet..~” you panted, “Xaden cum inside please!~ I wanna feel it again.. wanna feel you fill me up!~” you begged.
Xaden snapped at your words, he thrusted up into you harder, letting the pleasure consume him as he let out a loud groan before he spilled inside of you.
You collapsed forward onto him, panting heavily into the crook of his neck.
Silently, Xaden wrapped his arms around you.
After many beats of silence filled with your heavy breathing, you eventually rose back up and lifted yourself off of his softening cock.
You leaned a little to far backwards and landed on you butt due to your shaky legs. Unknowingly you were giving Xaden the perfect view of your pussy fluttering as his cum dripped out.
You laughed awkwardly, “Sorry.. my legs are numb..” you blushed.
Xaden shook his head, “It’s fine.. more than fine actually~” he licked his lips.
You blushed and crawled off of him before laying beside him, “I have tissues in the drawer beside you...” You sighed softly.
Xaden reached over and opened the drawer before grabbing a handful of tissues. He cleaned the mess in between your legs first, making you flinch when he grazed your clit.
His gaze snapped to yours, “Sorry..” he muttered.
“It’s fine- it’s just sensitive..” you admit shyly.
The air surrounding you suddenly felt very intimate.
Xaden nodded slightly before continuing. Once he had you cleaned up, he wiped off your mixed releases from his cock.
He used his shadows to discard the tissues into your trash before turning back to you.
“Do you want to sleep here tonight..?” You asked hesitantly. “I know you usually don’t and that’s fine but I just felt like asking..” you rambled.
“I’ll stay..” he muttered quietly, catching you off guard.
“Okay..” you smiled bashfully.
Silently you slipped under your blankets. Not knowing what to do, you simply laid onto your side, facing away from him.
To your surprise you felt Xaden’s arm wrap around you before the rest of his body pressed against you from behind.
You closed your eyes and shimmied further into him. Enjoying the warmth of his body against yours.
Neither of you uttered another world, only silently falling asleep to sound of each other’s soft breaths..
Warnings: Fourth Wing and Iron Flame spoilers, angst, fluff, cursing, smut, oral f receiving, unprotected sex, p in v sex, cream pie, getting married, unplanned pregnancy, birth.
Note: Thank you guys so much for all of the support with my Xaden fic! Part two is in the works at the moment! But right now I’m loving me some Brennan 💚
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It had been six years since you had died. Six years since you’ve seen your family, or your friends. Six years that you’ve been living in Aretia with Brennan Sorrengail.
You see when Brennan “died” during the rebellion, so did you. Ever since the moment you had bonded your mated dragons, Marbh and Elspeth, your lives have forever been intertwined.
You remembered waking up next to Brennan on the cliffside, wounded and bloodied. He had not been awake, in a panic you screamed his name, shaking him vilolently until he came to.
You had reluctantly agreed to hide with him in Aretia, thinking you’d stay until it was safer to return home.
But then he decided he wanted to join the Assembly.
“Brennan I thought we were going to go back.” You sighed heavily.
“My love, we can’t. They think we’re dead.” He gently took your hands in his. “But we have a duty here.”
You yanked your hands back, “You mean you have a duty here. I haven’t joined the Assembly.”
“Y/n, please.. we can’t do nothing. Not after we know the truth.” Brennan pleaded softly.
“Our families deserve to know the truth!” You cried out. “Brennan, I have siblings to take care of! My parents need me!”
“I left my family behind too!” His voice rose.
“But you chose to!! I didn’t.” You yelled. “You didn’t give me that choice and how fucking dare you, Brennan. My parents could die and I wouldn’t know! They would think that once Malek takes them that I’ll be waiting for them. But I won’t because im here!! I won’t even get to see my siblings grow up! All of my friends think I’m dead. We promised to live to see each other get married! I promised to make them the god parents of our children for fuck sakes!” Angry tears ran down your face.
Brennan cringed, feeling the weight of his actions settling on his shoulders, “I’m so sorry Y/n…” he swallowed the lump in his throat.
“You should be.” You spat.
“I am truly-“ he took a step towards you.
You took a step back, “Go away. I don’t want to speak to you ever again.” You glared at him.
“Y/n… please.. I love you..” he tried to reach out.
“And I hate you!!” You screamed in his face.
A tear ran down his cheek, “Y-you don’t mean that..” he said quietly, desperately trying to reach you through your bond.
Your shields were firmly up and practically impenetrable, “I do. With every fiber of my being. I hate you Brennan Sorrengail.” You said before storming out of the room.
That was the last thing you had ever said to him for two years.
During those years you had decided to join the Assembly. Not having any other choice realistically. At least the work could offer a nice distraction from all the hurt and anger you were feeling.
While you and Brennan both moved into Riorson house, you never saw each other. That was of your own doing, having picked the farthest room from his, constantly avoiding any eye contact, and dodging any effort he made to speak with you whether physically or mentally through your bond. You kept your shields firmly up around him and while he operated from Riorson house you were out risking your life, fighting venin, delivering weapons, and gathering intel.
Despite being given the silent treatment, Brennan never stopped loving you. You could hate him as much as you want, and avoid him at every turn but he just couldn’t let you go.
On every anniversary, birthday, Valentine’s Day, and even on random days you would find a gift by the door to your room. They varied from simply a bouquet of your favourite flowers, a gift basket, chocolates, or bandages for the wounds you refused to have him mend. All of them came with their own hand written love letter, in which he poured his soul into.
Brennan needed you to know he still loved you and that he always would, even if you no longer felt the same.
It didn’t matter if you read the letters or not, as long as you had them and kept them, it was enough for him.
The gifts annoyed you at first. Hadn’t he gotten the hint that you wanted nothing to do with him? Did he really think that he’d win you back with frivolous gifts? How long was it going to take until he decides to stop and give up?
But the gifts never stopped coming.
For the first year you let the love letters pile up in a corner of your room, still to hurt and angry to read them.
Sometime after that, during a particularly emotional time you caved and read every letter back to back.
With every letter your heart broke over and over again. His lettered were so raw, so loving, so pure.
You couldn’t understand how the man could still love you and it made you feel so guilty.
So you avoided Brennan for another year out of fear. Sure, you fought venin almost every other day, but facing your estranged lover? Now that was somehow more horrifying.
Finally after many months, you decided it was time to stop hiding and talk to him. Your entire being ached for him. You missed his laugh, his smile, the feeling of his hand in yours, and the way he looked at you so sweetly.
Having finally worked up the courage, you left him your own letter in his office for him to find.
Brennan had returned to his office after another lonely dinner only to find the letter on his desk.
He immediately recognized your hand writing and didn’t even hesitate to open it.
My dearest Brennan,
For the past two years I have lived in anger and fear. I have pushed you out of my life thinking I would feel better and I have lived miserably because of it. I miss you so much and I am so sorry for the words I said to you the last time we spoke. Please meet me under the stars tonight if you wish to speak with me. I will not ever hold it against you if you do not as I don’t deserve your forgiveness. But I wish to let you know that I forgive you Brennan and that I still love you so much.
Sincerely, Y/n.
Brennan could feel his heart swell and his eyes water as he read the letter over and over again.
You wanted to talk to him again. Tonight.
As he looked out of the window, he noticed that night had already fallen. You must already be waiting for him.
Wasting no time, Brennan ran through the maze that was Riorson house to get to the garden outside. So much time had already past without you and he didn’t want to waste another second.
When he finally found you, you were standing in the garden looking up at the sky.
“Y/n..” he whispered softly into the night. Tears threaten to spill down his cheeks.
You looked away from the stars and looked at him, “Brennan..” you choked back a sob.
He ran to you and picked you up into his arms. A squeal of surprise escaped you as you were suddenly air born before being pulled into a crushing embrace.
You broke down, clinging onto him like he was going to disappear, “I’m so sorry.. so sorry..” you kept repeating as sobs wracked your body.
“It’s okay my love, I forgive you.. I’ll always forgive you..” he kissed your temples tenderly, shedding a few tears of his own.
Once you calmed down you rested your head against his chest, “I love you, Brennan.. and I’m sorry for what I said the last time we spoke.. I regret saying those words every day. I’m sorry that I hurt you..” you apologized sincerely.
Brennan gently swayed you from side to side, “I love you too, Y/n. So much.. and I forgive you.. I missed you so much..” he sniffled, “I should have never taken that decision without talking to you first, I didn’t have the right, and I’m sorry for that.”
“I forgive you.. and I missed you too, so much..” You hiccuped wiping your tears with your sleeves.
You stayed outside late into the night, talking about everything and anything, just enjoying the presence of one another after being apart for so long.
When you both started getting tired, you reluctantly let him walk you back to your room.
“I don’t want this night to end..” you admitted.
“Neither do I..” he spoke softly as he caressed your knuckles , “But we’ll see each other tomorrow. I promise.”
“Okay..” you nodded hesitantly, as you slowly opened the door to your room.
Brennan pressed a tender kiss to your hand, before bidding you good night. Leaving you flustered and giddy.
After that night, you slowly began to rekindle your relationship.
It began by going on dinner dates. Brennan was still ever the romantic, opening doors for you, getting you flowers, pushing in your chair at dinner, and always walking you back to your room late into the night.
On some nights you’d end up going back to his room, lips locked and hands roaming each other’s bodies. These occurrences became more frequent and by then you were sleeping in his bed more than your own.
As the months passed, your relationship had grown stronger than it had ever been, and the bond you shared was even deeper and more intimate.
By the end of the year, you had practically moved into Brennan’s room. Your clothes were in his drawers, your slippers and robe by his bed, and your tooth brush and beauty products had taken over the free space on his bathroom counter. You had even been sleeping with him every night for four months at this point.
He thought it was about time for you to move in with him.
“My love.” He called out to you one evening. Having looked up from the thick novel he had been reading.
“Yes?” You answered peaking your head out of his bathroom, a fresh face mask covering your pretty face.
He chuckled softly, “I think we should move the rest of your stuff in here.”
Your eyes widened, “You want me to move in?”
He nodded, “I think it’s about time don’t you think?”
You bit your lip, barely holding back the beaming smile that made its way onto your face, “Yeah I think so too, Bren.”
The next day you officially moved in what little possessions you still had in your old room into the room you and Brennan would permanently share.
You also decided to start taking on less dangerous work, preferring working with Brennan in his office.
Brennan had been very relieved by your decision, no longer did he have to worry about you endangering yourself everyday. He had your right by his side, sharing his office and helping him work through all the work he had pilling up.
Living together had been the best decision you had ever made. You both found yourself well rested and more at peace ever since. It also allowed you to spend even more time together, whether it was in the evening or in the morning.
Waking up to each other every morning had grown to be one of your and Brennan’s greatest pleasures.
“Good morning..” you breathed out softly.
The morning sun beamed through the gap in the curtains covering the window, causing you to squint as your eyes adjusted to the brightness.
“Good morning my love..” Brennan smiled down at you as he gently caressed the bare skin of your back.
“How long have you been up?” You asked, scooting up to press a tender kiss to his lips.
He cupped your face and kissed you back, “Not long I promise..” he murmured before kissing you again.
A blush settled over your cheeks as he settled on top of you. The morning light contoured your features perfectly, giving you an ethereal glow.
He stared at you for a moment before breathing out, “You’re stunning..”
Your blush darkened, “Brennan..” you whined.
“What? I can’t help it that you look stunning.” He chuckled before leaning down to continue kissing you.
You wrapped your arms around him, pulling him even closer. Soft breaths left you as he kissed down your neck to your collarbone before stoping where your tang top covered your chest.
He looked up to gaze into your eyes, “Y/n.. I need you~” he whispered softly.
Your heart raced, “Then have me, Brennan..~” you whispered back, reaching for the bottom of your tang top.
You took it off, leaving your chest bare. Brennan licked his lips before kissing the soft skin of your breasts.
“You’re perfect..~” he breathed out before taking one of your nipples into his mouth.
“Bren..~” you gasped softly as he began to suck and swirl his tongue around your bud.
He slowly released your right nipple, only to go and do the same to your left one. Repeating the pattern over and over.
You grasped at his short hair, sighing softly as your nipples pebbled from the stimulation.
After a moment he released your bud from his mouth with a soft pop before trailing kisses down the length of your torso.
You could feel your wetness soaking your underwear as you watched him.
Once he reached the band of your underwear his kisses stopped, making you whine.
Brennan tore his gaze from your body to lock eyes with you, “May I?~” He asked, hand grasping at the elastic.
You nodded vigorously, “Please..~”
He pulled off your underwear and parted your legs.
“Beautiful..~” he breathed out before delving in.
A gasp left you as he began sucking on your clit.
“Oh gods~ Bren-“ you moaned, lacing your fingers into his hair.
All you could do was moan in pleasure as Brennan ate your pussy like a man starved. While his tongue explored your tight walls his thumb rubbed circled on your clit, causing to writhe and leak more of your juices into his awaiting mouth.
“Oh..~ Brennan!~ I’m gunna cum..~” your hips bucked into his face.
Brennan responded by wrapping his arms around your hips, shoving his face further into your pussy, and rubbing your clit even faster.
“Bren!~” you cried out before you came, hips jerking and twitching from the waves of pleasure wracking your body.
Brennan drank every drop of your essence, savouring your tangy taste before removing himself from between your legs.
“You’re amazing at that..~” you breathily chuckled, cheeks flushed and your naked body covered in a sheen of sweat.
He smiled bashfully, “When you taste that good, of course I am~” he teased.
You rolled your eyes, the flush of your cheeks darkening, “Shut up and take off your pants.~”
“Yes ma’am.~” he chuckled as he pulled down his underwear, freeing his hard cock.
Brennan stroked himself at the sight of you bare and flushed before him. The way the light hit you made you look like a goddess.
The sight made you even wetter with need, “I want you inside so bad Bren..~” you whined, spreading your legs.
The comment drove him to the edge, he could barely hold himself back anymore. Brennan planted himself on top of you, grinding his cock into your wetness.
“Ready?~” he asked, looking into your list blown eyes for permission.
“Always~” you replied breathily.
Brennan pushed himself inside of your tight heat, groaning at the feeling of your walls squeezing his cock, “You feel so good..~ Gods..”
It took a minute for him to gather himself to not cum inside of you immediately.
Slowly he began moving, easing you into pleasure as he watching his cock disappear in and out of you. After a bit he worked up to the pace he knew you liked, and you fell apart.
“Feels so good Bren..~” you mewled, wrapping your arms and legs around him, pulling him closer to your heated body. “So so good..~”
“I love you so much..~” he whispered in your ear, “Your mine, all mine~” he kissed your neck.
“All yours!~” you gasped as his thrust got sharper, “Always yours I promise~”
Brennan pulled you into a kiss, swallowing all of your noises and moans as he made love to you.
“Oh my gods Bren..~ I’m so close~ please keep going~” you panted, you had been teetering on the edge of bliss just waiting to be finally pushed into ecstasy.
Brennan bit his lip, holding back his own moans of pleasure, “I know you are my love~ I can feel you.. squeezing me so damn tight..~” he panted.
You looked up at him, tightening the hold of your legs around him, “Please cum with me Bren..~ please, please.. cum inside of me I want to feel you fill me up Bren.~”
A cord inside of Brennan snapped, he couldn’t hold it anymore and he roughly pounded into you, making you scream out in pleasure as you gushed around him. The feeling of your tight fluttering walls pushed him over the edge and he buried himself deep inside of you before cumming.
“Feels so good..~” you sighed as Brennan’s cum flooded your insides. “I love you so much~” you kissed him sweetly.
“I love you to..~” he took deep breaths to ease his panting.
Brennan took in the sight of your fucked out state, looking over every inch of you. Your skin glistened with sweat, your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath, your hair was a beautiful mess against the pillow, and your eyes were filled with love and satisfaction.
“Marry me..” he blurted out.
Your gaze darted to his, “What..?”
His chest heaved, “Marry me. I mean- will you marry me?” His gaze turned shy.
Tears flooded your waterline, “Of course I’ll marry you Brennan..” you laughed softly.
A grin broke out on his face and he buried himself in your arms, “Thank you.. you make me so happy..”
You held him tightly, ignoring the slight crushing feeling of his weight on top of you, “I love you so much Brennan, I can’t imagine a world without you..” you sniffled.
You decided to keep the news of your engagement on the down low for at least a month. Brennan wanted to announced it when you finally got your engagement ring.
You were thankfully met with a lot of support from your fellow Assembly members and of course even more from your dragons. Marbh and Elspeth couldn’t be more proud of their humans for finally tying the knot.
You decided on a having a very private and minimal wedding. Just the two of you, your dragons and a few of your trusted Assembly members.
The wedding took place in a temple dedicated to Amari. It was early autumn, the sun was out but the air was cool. Everything was perfect.
Brennan cried the moment he saw you walking up to the alter. You just looked so gorgeous is your dress and veil, and your hair was styled perfectly.
You exchanged your vows, both in tears. The hidden meanings in the words you both spoke made it even more intimate and emotional.
Finally you sealed your union with a kiss. You were now Mr and Mrs Aisereigh, at least publicly. In private you were now Y/n Sorrengail.
The following year was spent in blissful marriage. Of course there were ups and downs as any relationship does but you always came back stronger.
Brennan was the most loving husband ever. He still gifted you flowers every month like he had for the past three years, and you still regularly went out on dates together.
You always made time for the other, even if it was just for a quiet evening, reading side by side, or a quick moment in between Assembly meetings to relieve some sexual tension. The magic just never died.
Of course you and Brennan had discussed children. It had come up before and after you married. You had both agreed that if you were to bring a child or children into this world it would be in a world where venin no longer existed.
That’s why when you still hadn’t gotten your period in a few weeks you began to worry.
The weeks prior you had chalked it up to the stress of knowing that the marked ones would finally start attending Basigath. You were really hoping that Xaden and Garrick were okay. Especially Xaden, he had the weight of the world on in his shoulders and it wasn’t fair.
But now that you were still late after knowing that they were fine, your mind began to swirl with the possibility that you were pregnant.
You and Brennan both were on the tonic so how could that be possible? Did you get a faulty batch? Did you forget to take it? Was it really as effective as it was advertised?
“My love are you okay?” Brennan’s soft voice broke you out of your spiraling thoughts.
“I-“ you sighed, “I don’t think so..” you ran your hands over your hair.
His expression morphed into one of concern, “Y/n, what’s wrong?” He stepped into the bathroom.
You closed your eyes, trying to blink your tears away, “I think I’m pregnant..” you whispered, looking at your husband nervously. “I um,, I haven’t gotten my period in a few weeks.. I- I thought that it was the stress of Xaden and the other marked ones having to go to Basigath b-but..”
Brennan took your hands in his, rubbing his thumb over your wedding band and engagement ring, “Are you.. are you sure..?” He asked, his tone hopeful.
Tears began running down your face, “Mhm..” you hummed while nodding, “I-I know we discussed not having kids until after the venin were gone.. and I understand if you..”
“Don’t finish that please..” Brennan firmly held your hands, “You have no idea how happy I am..” a tear ran down his cheek, “I love you Y/n and I will love our child even more.” He pulled you into a hug.
His heartfelt words made you sob, “Thank you..” you wrapped your arms tightly around him.
“Don’t thank me..” he pulled away from your embrace to wipe your tears, “We’ll do our best to give this child the life they deserve, okay.” He kissed you forehead.
You nodded, wiping your wet cheek, “We will.. together.” You smiled.
“I’m going to be a dad..” he whispered to himself.
You nodded slightly.
“I’m gonna be a dad!! He laughed joyfully as he picked you up and spun you around.
Brennan’s laughter was contagious and you couldn’t help but laugh with him.
“I’m going to be a mom!” You wrapped your arms around him.
He set you down and stared into your eyes,“We’re going to be parents..” he whispered lovingly.
Your eyes began to water again, “Bren.. you’re going to make me cry again..” you whined.
“I love you so much.. thank you for everything.” Brennan pressed his forehead against yours.
“I love you to..” you rubbed your nose against his before pressing your lips to his.
Later that week you went to a healer to confirm and you were in fact pregnant.
The pregnancy was kept a secret from the Assembly for many months, just until you couldn’t hide your bump anymore.
Many members were rightfully skeptical and unsupportive. Bringing a child into the world at this moment was not the brightest idea but it’s not like you had planned this. But they eventually had to come around now that Brennan had risen to the rank of Lieutenant Colonel.
Speaking of your husband, Brennan was an absolute saviour. He handled your state with such care, making sure you didn’t have to lift a finger. He had even put together the nursery all by himself and surprised you.
Brennan always got you all of your crazy food cravings no matter the time. He never got mad when you had mood swings. He massaged your feet, and back whenever you needed. He’d hold your heavy stomach for you, lifting the weight of your stomach off of your back, and nothing could beat that feeling.. Well, maybe the pregnancy sex but it was a close race.
Brennan had read all the parenting and baby books he could get his hands on. He wanted to make sure you could both be as prepared as you could when your child entered the world.
A week before your due date, during the wee hours of the morning you were finally fast asleep, after having tossed and turned for hours trying to get comfortable.
“Gentle One wake up.” Elspeth voice echoed in your mind.
“No…” you groaned through your bond.
She chuffed annoyed by your dismissal, “You need to wake up. Now.”
You sat up with a gasp, finding yourself sitting on soaked sheets. A sharp pain wracked your body, causing you to groan.
“My love are you okay?” Brennan was also awake, Marbh had probably woken him up.
“I think.. I think my water broke..” you spoke through deep breaths, “Fuck it hurts..” you winced.
“Oh gods.. your in labour!” Brennan gasped before jumping out of bed, and dressing himself half hazardly, “I’ll go get a healer. I’ll be right back.” He swiftly kissed your forehead.
“I’m having it here?!” You looked at him horrified.
He gently cupped your face, “I don’t care if you ruin this mattress my love, we can get a new one. What matters most is that you are comfortable. Now sit tight and time your contractions okay?”
You nodded, “Okay.. come back quickly please..”
Brennan gave you a reassuring smile, “I will.” He squeezed you hand before leaving your room.
As he promised Brennan came back quickly, a healer and two midwives following behind.
Your labours were long and painful, stretching from the early morning to the late afternoon. Brennan was by your side the entire time, making sure you were comfortable and reassuring you that you were doing great.
He didn’t complain once when you were gripping the life out of his hand as you pushed.
After many long labour filled hours, your baby finally entered the world.
“Congratulations, she’s a girl!” The midwife announced as she handed you your crying daughter.
“Amari has blessed us..” Brennan said in awe, eyes watering at the sight.
You took her into your arms, pressing her close to your chest, “She’s beautiful..” you whispered, tears spilling down your cheeks.
Slowly your daughter began settling down, her cries eventually stopping as she began happily suckling away her hunger.
Brennan admired the both of you, the two most precious people in his life, “She has your hair.” He remarked.
You smiled at him tiredly, “And she has your eyes..”
A comfortable silence stretched between the two of you as your admired your daughter.
Brennan eventually broke the silence, “Do you want me to mend you down there now that she’s settled down?” He asked softly.
You nodded vigorously, “Yes please..”
He chuckled and pressed a tender kiss to your head before going to the end of the bed.
“What do you think we should name her?” Brennan asked as he began mending the tare you had gotten.
You pondered for a moment, “I was thinking.. we could use your sister’s names, but mixed together.” You suggested.
Brennan looked up from his mending, eyes full of surprise, “Really..?”
You nodded, “It’s been an idea I’ve bounced around in my mind for a bit and I ended up really liking one name in particular.” You explained.
“The name being?” He asked eagerly, as he finished his mending.
“Vira. If she’d been a boy it would have been Milo.” You admitted sheepishly.
He returned to your side “I love it.. little Vira Sorrengail.” He whispered softly.
“Bren..” you turned to him, “I think.. I think we got this..” you stared into his eyes.
He gently stroked Vira’s wispy hair, “I think we do too..” he agreed.
No amount of books could have prepared the both of you for how parenthood truly was.
Vira was both a dream and a nightmare. It kept you both spinning, never having the chance to get to comfortable.
One week she could be sleeping through the night, only crying if she absolutely needed to, and then the next she would scream and cry non stop, leaving you and Brennan with not even a second of sleep.
But every sleepless night, every gross diaper change, every throw up was worth it when she’d smile and babble happily.
It had truly been a long, hard year but finally things were starting to fall into place when your precious angel turned one.
You had been enjoying a peaceful evening together when suddenly and without warning, Xaden Riorson and a few other riders burst into the house. In Xaden’s arm laid a limp Violet.
While Brennan rushed to go help Xaden and his sister, you made sure the others were okay.
From what they had told you, you had gathered that they had been sent into a trap during war games. They ended up fighting the venin in Resson and sadly, two of their riders hadn’t made it.
You patched everyone up as best as you could and made sure they had a place to rest before returning to your own bedroom to put Vira to bed.
Late into the night Brennan finally entered your shared room, looking completely drained.
“How is she..?” You asked softly, slowly rising from your shared bed.
Brennan sighed, “She’s mended, asleep, but okay.. she’s okay..” he pulled you into a hug. “I’m more worried about Riorson, he’s refusing to leave her side.”
You rubbed comforting circles on his back, “He cares for her a lot.. not just because of the mating bond.” You snorted, “All the dragons are gossiping, and Elspeth is telling me everything.”
That pulled a small chuckle out of Brennan, “I just hope she won’t hate me once she wakes up..” he sighed.
You pulled away from the embrace to cup his face, “Bren.. it might take her a bit.. of course, but I think.. I think she’ll understand.” You reassured him.
Brennan leaned into your touch, “I really hope so.” He muttered.
Unfortunately Brennan had spent very little time with Violet once she had woken up. The one moment he had with her, he had been swiftly whisked away almost immediately to a meeting with the Assembly.
It was only when the riders were about to return to Basigath when Brennan pulled Violet aside to really talk.
“Before you leave, there’s two people I want you to meet.” He said as he led her to the gardens of Riorson house.
Violet eyed him suspiciously, “Alright then lay it on me Brennan.” She sighed, ready to learn even more stuff that had been kept from her.
He chuckled, “Violet, this is my wife, Y/n and our daughter Vira.”
Violet stood in stunned silence as she watched an unfamiliar woman and child turn to her.
“Hello, Violet.” You smiled warmly from the tree you were sitting under, “It’s nice to finally meet you.”
Vira babbled happily, clapping her hands as she saw Brennan.
“How.. how did this even happen..” Violet looked to Brennan.
He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, “Well, we were already dating back at Basigath, you know.. because of mated dragon stuff.” he nudged her playfully, “Then we died together and had a little falling out but we came back together in the end and we got married.” Brennan explained.
Violet nodded slowly, “and the baby?” She asked.
Brennan sighed, “Vira happened a year or two ago.. She was an accident really. We wanted to wait until the venin were gone but the gods had other plans.”
You snorted at that, “I’d say never rely on just the tonic but I just think Amari decided to bless us after we married in her temple.” You smiled at Brennan affectionately.
Vira clumsily stood up and waddled with all her might towards Violet and Brennan. She took a tumble before reaching Brennan but picked herself back up and trecked on. Once she reached him, Brennan picked her up and held her in his arms, assessing her for any scrapes he needed to mend.
Violet stayed silent for a long moment, watching the tender moment between her brother and her niece.
Eventually she spoke up, “Is she.. is she named after me and Mira..?” She asked hesitantly.
Brennan smiled at her, “She is. Y/n was the one who came up with the name.”
You smiled sheepishly, “Pregnancy made me sentimental and I wanted to honour the family we left behind.”
“Thank you..” Violet began to tear up, “Thank you for thinking of me..”
“Of course, it was the least we could do after leaving everything behind..” Brennan wrapped an arm around her.
You couldn’t help but sigh fondly at the sight. Despite being dead for six years, you certainly had lived life to the fullest, and you couldn’t wait to continue.
Warnings: slight Iron Flame spoilers, smut, unprotected sex, cream pie, fingering, p in v sex, cursing, a slightly toxic relationship between Xaden and Violet.
Note: Heyyyyyyyyy… it’s been a year- but I’m back with new inspiration! I’m currently reading Onyx Storm and I miss the Iron Flame days 😭💚 Part two
Being stationed at Samara wasn’t as smooth going as Xaden had hoped.
He knew that he and Garrick would have to work from the ground up again, gain their comrade’s trust in them, make them see past their rebellion relics.. but fuck was it frustrating.
He hated being looked down upon as just a meager new lieutenant. At Basigath he had worked so hard to climb the ranks and gain respect as a wing leader.
It didn’t help that his relationship with Violet was going to shit. He couldn’t help keeping secrets, he has big responsibilities leading a revolution, knowledge and intelligence of major importance that couldn’t be trusted in the hands of someone still at Basigath.
They hadn’t even been together for a that long for Dunne’s sake, why the fuck would he divulge all his secrets and traumatic memories to her. She’d only get mad at him again for keeping such things from her and the cycle would just continue.
The mating bond just made things harder, Xaden was tied to her for the rest of his life whether he liked it or not, and he had to see her at least every weekend so their dragons could fuck and leave them to deal with simmering sexual tension that would not be healthy to act on.
All this pent up frustration was wearing on him. He became more brutal and harsh in sparring and he became extremely reckless and impulsive on patrols, resulting in him frequently injuring himself.
Xaden just needed an outlit to pour his frustrations into, but drowning himself in sparring and training wasn’t working like it usually did. He needed something more.
That something being you, apparently.
When he arrived at Samara he recognized you almost immediately. You had been his wing leader during his first year at Basigath, and one of his first hook ups at the college. It felt strange seeing you again, a good sort of strange. You’ve changed in the years since Xaden had last seen you, you were more mature, and even more gorgeous than he remembered, and still ever so tempting like you were three years ago.
Xaden stayed away from you for the most part. The feelings that were brought on from seeing you again were uncomfortable and Xaden didn’t feel like unpacking them, already having enough shit to deal with. He wanted to try to fix things with Violet anyways.
But it seemed Loial had other plans for him..
Xaden angrily dismounted Sgaeyl. Rage radiating off of him in waves. Sgaeyl wasnt very pleased with him. He had left Basigath mid Saturday after arriving Friday. Xaden couldn’t care less that he cut the visit short, Violet would be here next weekend anyway and she could stay here as much as she liked.
Fucking Violet Sorrengail.
All Xaden had wanted to do was have a quiet weekend with her after the fucking week he’s had. But no they needed to argue about the same thing they always did. He’d had enough by noon and decided to fuck right back off to Samara.
Xaden angrily entered the base, he really needed a shower and a meal.
Once bathed, he walked into the lieutenant’s common space, a scowl etched on his face.
“You’re back early.” You commented from the arm chair you were sat on.
Xaden tensed, a bit startled, “Mhm.” He hummed dismissively.
“I’m taking your visit didn’t go so well then, sorry about that.” You glanced up from your book to look at him. Noticing his tenseness you ended it there, deciding to not pry any further.
Xaden didn’t reply, focusing on making himself something to eat.
He sat in the middle of the couch and ate. No one spoke for a long while, the silence stretching comfortably.
After a while you set your book to the side and got up, only to return with two flasks.
“Here. You look like you need a drink.” You hand him one of the metallic flasks.
He takes it hesitantly, “Thanks, had a rough week.” He grunted as he took a sip.
“Tell me about it.” You scoff knowingly as you sat back down, taking a swig out of your own flask.
The more you chatted and caught up, the more you drank, finishing the flasks and each having two cups of ale on top.
The alcohol seemed to have loosened Xaden up more than he had intended and he soon found himself slamming you against the door to your barracks.
His hands roamed the expanse of your body as he made out with you. Grasping at the plumpness of your ass and breasts, he just couldn’t get enough of your right now.
You kissed him with equal fervour, nipping at his lips earning slap to your ass. Your hands tangled themself in the curls of his hair as you held onto him tightly.
Xaden pulled away from your lips to attack your neck. Sucking and nipping marks all over the untouched flesh.
“Fuck Xay..~” you panted as his hands wandered into your shorts, rubbing tight circles on your clit.
He kissed you again, slipping two fingers into your sopping pussy.
“Oh gods..~ don’t stop!~” you moaned as his fingers prodded at your sweet spot.
“Fuck..~” he groaned, “Taking my fingers so fucking well~” he praised enjoying the squelching noises your pussy made.
Your eyes rolled back and your cheeks flushed even more as your climax hit you in waves.
“Such a good fucking girl~” Xaden smirked to himself. “Making me so fucking hard~” he groaned as you began palming his erection.
“Made me feel so good Xay~” you say breathily, looking up at him with sultry half lidded eyes.
“Fuck- I need you now.~” he ripped your shorts down your legs and hastily pulled your tang top over your head.
He threw you onto your bed before hastily taking off his shirt and pants.
“Get on your fucking hands knees~” he growled, crawling onto your bed.
Gods that made you pussy flutter in anticipation.
You obliged his request happily, settling on your hands and knees with your back slightly arched.
Xaden’s mouth watered at the sight. Your pretty wet pussy spread perfectly and aching for his cock. He smacked your ass before forcing you to arch further, until your breasts touched the mattress
“Please Xaden just fuck me already~” you whined wiggling your hips while looking back at him over your shoulder.
Something in him just snapped and he roughly grabbed your hips and sheathed himself inside you.
“Oh my.. fuck you feel so fucking good~” he muttered as he began thrusting.
It wasn’t long before Xaden lost himself in your tight slick walls. All of his pent up stress, and anger was leaving his body as he pounded into you. Pinning your hands by your head and sucking hickeys all over your neck and back.
Your barrack was filled with the sound of skin slapping skin, your moans and Xaden’s grunts of pleasure.
“Oh my gods Xay!~ I’m cumming!~” you gasp out before your orgasm rocks your entire being.
Your vision blanked and all you could see were stars.
“Shit- your so.. fucking tight~” he grunted, your walls were practically milking him for everything he had.
“Please cum in me..~” you whine weakly, “wanna feel you..~” you don’t even finish your thought as Xaden was pushed over the edge.
“Ahh..~” he moaned quietly as he spilt inside of you.
For a while all that could be heard were both of your heavy breathing.
Eventually Xaden pulled out and silently watched his cum spill out of your spent pussy.
He got out of your bed and found a rag to clean you up with.
“Thanks..” you muttered tiredly, cheeks still flushed from the alcohol and the sex.
“S’no problem..” he shrugged as he threw the rag into your laundry.
Xaden flopped next to you on your bed and silently stared at you. His mind was reeling, did he just really do that with you, again? Why did it have to feel so good? Why was he still here in your bed?
Once you finally drifted off, he tore his gaze away and stared at the ceiling.
“It seems you’ve had a good evening..” Sgaeyl said bitterly through their bond.
“Shut it..” Xaden ran his hands over his face, he needed to pull himself together.
“I hope you know that the next time you see Tairn’s rider, you’ll have a lot of explaining to do..” Sgaeyl tutted “Your shield’s weren’t exactly the stablest tonight.”
Note: rewatched Race to the Edge and got obsessed and wanted to write angst 💚
Ever since the beginning you and Hiccup had been friends, best friends.
You had done everything together, you were the weird kids, the ones that never fit in, the ones that worked the forge during the nightly dragon attacks.
Being so close together had the adults in your life asking when the wedding would be. It had always made Hiccup chuckle uncomfortably while you stood beside him bashfully with pink ears.
You had really hoped that would be your future. It was childish to think but you were only a teen who thought things would never change.
Inevitably things did change. It happened so fast, one night you and Hiccup were handling the forge together as usual and then suddenly he was training to fight dragons.
You watched him get consumed with his training and whatever he was doing in the woods. You were completely unaware of the injured nightfury your best friend was training.
You were shocked when it was revealed that Hiccup had tamed such a dragon and that he knew where the dragon nest was.
Watching him get disowned hurt, you knew how much he wanted to prove himself to his father. You wanted to go after him, to comfort him like you had always done but you couldn’t and you knew you shouldn’t when Astrid was by his side. You knew how much the boy liked her, and even though it hurt you, you let them have their moment.
You watched as Hiccup had more moments with the other teens, helping them train the dragons, bonding with them. You were glad that he was finally fitting in.
His happiness brought you joy and at that age that’s all that mattered to you even if it meant being left behind.
You hadn’t been there to watch him become a hero but when the tribe came back you felt it. All of Berk was talking about his and Toothless’s sacrifice. In that moment you felt even more admiration for the boy.
You tried to be by Hiccup’s side when he was out, but it was difficult trying to squeeze in some time when five others also wanted to see him.
You felt a shift as soon as he woke up. When he was surrounded by the residents of Berk. When Astrid gave him a kiss and his gang rejoiced over his recovery.
You knew then that he would never be the same, he was no longer you Hiccup.
As the years passed you sunk into the shadows, watching Hiccup live his best life with his friends, riding dragons, going on adventures and exploring.
You yearned to be apart of them, for Hiccup to talk to you again, and help you train a dragon and bring you into the gang. But it never happened, he was to consumed with his new life to notice who he left behind.
When he left for the edge at 18 that’s when you realized your prior friendship was never going to be rekindled. The reality hit you hard, it was jarring. It made you truly process the grief of losing your best friend.
It made your spiral into a dark place, a void of black tar that wouldn’t let you go no matter how hard you tried to claw your way out. Eventually you let the tar consume you, let yourself believe in all of the horrible things you thought about yourself.
Months were spent rotting in your hut, crying, refusing to look at yourself in a mirror, and sleeping all day.
Once the sadness faded away all you felt was rage. How could he just forget you? You had been by his side for 15 years for Thor’s sake! How dare he abandon you to be with the “cool” kids!
Your rage fuelled you to better yourself out of spite. So you began training, releasing all of the anger and hurt with every strike of your sword against your opponent’s.
You learned a lot about yourself during that period of time. You couldn’t handle an axe or a bow but you were sure damn good with a spear and swords, you learned to be resilient and strong, you gained more intellect and strategy. It rebuilt a lot of your confidence and your self esteem.
After a while you began getting bored, you had fought pretty much everyone you could on Berk and you felt caged, you didn’t like being confined to the small island anymore.
So you left. By boat. In the opposite direction Hiccup had left for the edge, and began exploring.
You knew that at some point you would need your own dragon if you wanted to continue exploring, travelling by boat was becoming very inconvenient.
An opportunity came up a couple of months into your exploration journey. A particular village had kept being pestered and ransacked by a rowdy monstrous nightmare.
So you agreed to help the village get rid of it by trying to train it. How hard could it be right? Just throw some fish at it and put your hand out and bam! Tamed dragon!
Oh how wrong you were. The process was rough to say the least, the monstrous nightmare had refused the fish and smacked you out of its sight. So you tried to gradually invade it personal space, and it worked for a few days. Until you pushed your luck and tried to rush the process, earning you a deep long gash, starting at your mid thigh up to a four inches under your arm.
The wound was gushing blood, and you were losing your consciousness fast. You thought this was the end, it was honestly humiliating. You inhaled what you thought was your last breath and closed your eyes.
Eventually you woke up to a blinding light. Was this Valhalla? As your vision cleared you recognized the inside of the village’s huts and sighed. You were glad you were alive, as you sat up you hissed in pain. You shut your eyes tightly and clutched your bandaged side as you inhaled and exhaled deeply.
Suddenly you were nudged to lay back down. You opened your eyes, expecting to see one of the villagers but you were met with the guilty face of the monstrous nightmare.
It was a very inconvenient way to train a dragon but hey you managed. Now you had a very rowdy, loving and protective, royal blue monstrous nightmare by your side.
You named her Azule and as a repayment for your stay with the village healer you have the village your boat. Not like you really needed it anymore.
With that you resumed exploring and helping villages out with dragon problems. Thankfully these went much more successfully than the first.
While you weren’t fighting dragon hunters like some people, you still made some friends and acquaintances, and more importantly you had fun.
You felt alive again. Soaring the sky’s and camping out with your new companion brought you a new kind of happiness and fulfillment.
As fun as it was eventually it was time to return to Berk. You had spent a wonderful year where you had grown and gained new experiences and knowledge. You learned to overcome hard times, how to build relationships, how to work with others, and most importantly you learned how to be content with yourself.
You had left Berk as a hurt, reckless, immature girl but you returned as a healed and mature woman.
After being gone for so long, you knew your hut needed some much needed fixing. You didn’t want your home to remind you of your dark times, you wanted a fresh slate.
You got rid of practically everything and got new furniture.You made room for Azule, giving her, her own bed and little space in your hut. You repaired what needed to be fixed after a year of neglect and added some add ons as well. Outside you added a clothes line, a hammock, a sitting area, and a feeding station for Azule.
You decorated your home with tapestries, crystals and other knickknacks you got on your adventures. You transformed your space into the ultimate comfort.
You were finally content. Even a little happy. You had moved on, and felt like you were finally on the right path.
Hiccup and his friends eventually came back from the edge.
You had lived your separate lives and you continued to, your paths never crossing again.
Note: got back into Harry Potter and fell into the Slytherin boy rabbithole hole💚
Backstory:
You used to be very close to your twin brother. But your relationship changed for the worst during your first year at Hogwarts.
While Harry had been sorted into Griffindor, you had been sorted into Slytherin.
The both of you had tried to keep your relationship intact, but the rivalry between your two houses made it practically impossible.
By fourth year, you and Harry were practically strangers, and uninvolved with each other’s lives…
Draco Malfoy
In fourth year, Draco decided to ask you out to the Yule Ball. Mainly to piss off Harry.
He swaggered up to you in the courtyard and asked you very loudly in front of a lot of people, including Harry, of course!
“Heard you didn’t have a date for the ball, Potter.” He said with a smirk, “You want to be my date?”
You eyed him suspiciously before answering, “Sure, why not Malfoy.”
Didn’t expect for you to actually accept.
Low key freaking out internally.
Thought you’d just tell him to piss off.
He’s very smug about it on the outside tho.
Especially when he sees Harry fuming on the side lines with Ron and Hermione.
He then escorts you to class like the gentleman he was taught to be.
“Don’t get an ideas Malfoy. I’m only going with you to piss off my brother.” You told him as you entered potions.
“Same here, Potter.” He rolls his eyes a bit.
Glad you have the same idea but also a bit disappointed that you’re only using him.
But he’s also using you so-
When it came time for the ball, Draco was waiting for you by the stairs. Mattheo and Blaise were waiting with him.
He couldn’t lie, he was a tad nervous. Fixing his hair every 2.5 seconds to the annoyance of his friends.
“Does my hair look good?” He asked for the billionth time.
“Your hair is fine mate! Why do you even care so much it’s just Potter.” Mattheo rolled his eyes at the blond.
“It’s not about her!” Draco hissed, “..I just want to look good!” He answered semi confidently.
A few moments later you appeared and began walking down the stairs.
Draco looked at you in awe. You looked stunning all dolled up, your hair was curled and pinned up in an intricate hairdo, and the dark green dress you were wearing fitted you perfectly.
You glanced at Draco every few steps as you descended the stairs, admiring him from afar. You couldn’t lie, he looked dashing in his suit.
Blaise and Mattheo snickered behind him, shoving him forward to make him help you down the stairs.
“You look nice.” Draco said awkwardly.
“Thank you, you don’t look half bad yourself.” You responded, taking his hand as you walked down the rest of the steps.
“You cleaned up nice, Potter.” Mattheo teased.
“Shut it, Riddle.” You rolled your eyes at him.
Draco escorted you to the punch table to have a drink before you had your first dance.
When you started dancing you were both very stiff and awkward, but as the night went on you became much more natural with each other.
You and Draco went on to have a nice evening. Making show of your “relationship” by calling each other by your first names and dancing together for the majority of the evening.
When the ball finally ended, you and Draco returned to the Slytherin common room together.
“I actually enjoyed myself tonight Draco.” You admitted with a smile.
“I did to, Y/n. We should do it more often.” He smirked.
You rolled your eyes, “In your dreams, Draco.” You chuckled before to go to your dorm.
Leaving him standing in the common room, with his heart beating a few beats faster…
Mattheo Riddle
FORBIDDEN ROMANCE OMG
You both kept your distance from each other for a long while.
You didn’t want to associate with the son of the man who killed your parents.
And Mattheo didn’t give a crap about you.
You only began to associate with each other in fifth year when you became friends with Lorenzo.
Which lead to you being included into the Slytherin gang.
You decided to put your differences aside for the sake of your friend.
You’re not super close with many of them, Mattheo included.
But you have a sort of playful relationship.
You guys banter SO MUCH!
Whether it’s insulting each other or sometimes being flirty.
Harry is SIDE EYEING y’all from across the great hall.
You find Mattheo insufferable in a weird endearing way.
Sixth year hit and you’ve decided to start living it up by attending parties with the gang.
Ravenclaw had beat Hufflepuff in quidditch which made the perfect excuse to throw a party.
You and Pansy had spent the evening getting ready together in your dorm.
“We look hot~” you commented while admiring her and yourself in your full body mirror.
“We do~ Now let’s go-“ Pansy grabbed your hand and dragged you out of the dorm.
Once at the party, you had a drink to ease your nerves before you decided to join the growing circle of people playing spin the bottle. Many of your friends were sat, including Lorenzo, Mattheo, and Theo.
You sat yourself beside Lorenzo, “What are we spinning the bottle for?” You asked, almost yelling over the music.
“Body shots!” Lorenzo smirked at you playfully.
“Fun!” You grinned.
Eventually Mattheo’s turn came and the bottle landed on you. Gasps and ooos filled the circle, making you scoff. Mattheo only grinned as he grabbed the bottle of fire whiskey and a shot glass.
Ron and Hermione had to hold back Harry from causing a scene.
“C’mere, Y/n~” Mattheo smirked, motioning you over.
You rolled your eyes and walked over to him, all while he unbuttoned his shirt.
You got on your knees in front of him, squeezing your thighs together as you cunt throbbed at the sight of his bare chest.
Mattheo smirked down, “Ready?” Once you nodded he poured the alcohol down his bare torso.
You didn’t hesitate to begin licking all of the liquor off his torso, savouring the way the fire whiskey burned down your throat.
Mattheo couldn’t stop himself from getting hard at the sight of you on your knees for him staring up at him with lusty half lidded eyes. It made him feel things he knew he shouldn’t feel towards.
The crowd wooed and whistled as you finished licking his chest having made sure to not miss a drop.
“Thanks for the shot, Matty~” you purred, winking at him, your cheeks equally as red as his.
You got up from your knees and returned to your spot beside Lorenzo. Once sat, you took a deep breath to calm yourself down.
You hadn’t expected to have gotten so turned on. It felt so wrong to be attracted to Mattheo.. but you couldn’t help yourself when all you could think about was his dark lustful gaze…
Theodore Nott
You and Theodore became friends in first year.
Theodore was a bit of a loner, like yourself so you got along right away.
Because of this, you always paired up together in your classes.
Especially in potions which you both excel at. Unlike your brother, you inherited your mother’s potions skills.
You guys have definitely have bonded over dead moms/parents.
In fifth year you both became more acquainted with Draco and his gang.
It brought you guys out of your shells.
And further ruined your relationship with your brother but you didn’t really care.
You had Theo by your side and that’s all that mattered.
Although you’re “just friends” there’s definitely feelings at play.
Seeing everyone around you get into relationships made you yearn for one yourself.
Since you’re so close with Theo already you couldn’t help but think about being with him.
He’s such a pretty boy, with his hazel eyes, dirty blond hair and Italian accent.
Theodore had a little thing for you phase in third year.
He considers it a phase but the feelings never truly left.
The both of you are way to afraid to confess to each other in fear of ruining your friendship and of the retaliation from your families.
It was a Friday night and the gang had decided to sneak out of the castle to go swimming in the Black Lake.
Somehow the whole gang managed to bypass Filch and Mrs. Norris, even though the lot of you were giggling loudly at each other.
Once out of the main doors, you all ran to the rocky shores of the lake and spread out all of your towels.
Theo sat down and lit up a cigarette with Mattheo, while you took off your (Theo’s) shirt and your pj pants. Revealing your tiny bikini.
Mattheo wolf whistled at you, “Looking good Potter~” he teased.
“Fuck off Riddle-“ you said playfully and rolled your eyes at him.
“Shut it.” Theo muttered to Mattheo as he took a drag of his cigarette.
Mattheo looked at him, a grin spreading on his face, “What was that, Theo? You jealous or something? Don’t like me talking to your girl?”
“I’m not.” Theo denied as he watched you get into the water with Lorenzo, Pansy, and Draco.
He avoided Mattheo’s gaze to look at you and the others in the water.
Theo clenched his jaw as he observed you and Draco play in the water. Jealousy bubbled in the pit of his stomach.
“Sure you are.” Mattheo scoffed unconvinced.
“Fuck off-“ Theo shoved Mattheo lightly.
He took another deep drag of his cigarette in an attempt to ease his nerves.
“Theo!” You called from the water, “Stop smoking and get in the water!” You grinned joyfully at him.
Theo could feel his heart skip a beat at your radiant smile.
“Theo come on!” You called out again.
“Alright alright, bella-“ He chuckled before putting out his cigarette and getting up.
He took off his shirt and jogged towards the water.
You giggled and grabbed his arm to pull him the rest of the way.
There was no way he could let Draco have you…
Lorenzo Berkshire
Lorenzo has prided himself in his academics.
He has good grades in all of his classes.
Except in history of magic. He’s actually failing the class.
Look it isn’t his fault! Professor Binns is just such a bore.
Seeing as Lorenzo was failing, Professor Binns assigned you, Y/n Potter as his tutor.
Lorenzo was pretty happy about having a cute girl tutoring him.
You’ve intrigued him since first year but he’s never had the chance to talk to you.
But now he sees you twice a week for tutoring.
And honestly you don’t get much tutoring done.
Lorenzo is just so engaging and interesting that you just forget about what you’re there to do.
“Merlin, Lorenzo! We need to focus!” You giggled as you realized how much time you spent conversing.
“Oops!” He giggled.
You found yourself easily charmed by the boy. He was very refreshing to hang out with.
He wasn’t like the other Slytherins who gave you the cold shoulder and looked at you sideways.
Exams were in a week and Lorenzo desperately needed your tutoring if he wanted to pass history of magic.
You both decided to increase the amount of tutoring you’d be doing per week in preparation.
It was the day before exams started and your last day of tutoring.
You made the plan to study in his dorm instead of the library as you found the latter to busy. Lorenzo made sure to kick out his roommates and clean up his area in preparation.
You met up in his dorm after class and wasted no time in taking out all of your notes and textbooks out.
“Ok, Lorenzo.” You said sternly. “No more funny business we need to focus.” You sat on his bed.
He sat in front of you, nodding in agreement, “I really need to pass this exam or my dad will kill me.” He said and got his own notes out.
“Alright. I’m going to quiz you on some stuff. Look over your notes and tell me when you’re ready.” You instructed as you organized a few papers.
Lorenzo nodded and began looking over his notes, desperately trying to not get distracted at the thought that you, a cute girl was in his dorm and sitting on his bed.
“Okay I think I’m ready.” He announces after a few minutes and put his notes to the side.
“Okay… question one..” you began.
You quizzed Lorenzo for the next half hour. He was truly trying his best. What motivated him the most was the praise you gave him after each right answer.
“You got every single question right!” You exclaimed with a big grin, “ Well done! I’m sure you’re going to pass!”
“You really think?” He smiled shyly.
“Of course!” You said reassuringly.
You checked your watch, you had finished your quizzing just on time.
You began to pack up your stuff, ready to head back to your dorm to do some studying of your own.
“Thank you, for all of the tutoring.” Lorenzo thanked as he helped you.
“It’s no problem at all, you’re fun to tutor.” You admit shyly, “Good luck on your exam.” You bided him before leaving.
Lorenzo watched you leave, making a note to himself to ask you out on a date after exams..
Blaise Zabini
You and Blaise got paired up for a project in potions once.
You both weren’t thrilled because you didn’t really get along.
At least you weren’t paired up with Seamus.
And in a way it worked out well for Blaise because he didn’t have to partner up with any of his idiot friends and have to do all of the work.
You did so well on the project together that Professor Slughorn decided to continue paring you guys up.
Hanging out with Blaise was now unavoidable.
Your interactions went from uninterested, cold and limited to being much more frequent and nicer.
Being much friendlier to each other also helped you work even better together.
“Hey, Zabini? How do you cut these roots again?” You asked quietly, glancing over at him.
“Oh you cut them in half and then..” he leaned over to help you.
You couldn’t help but be shy about the close proximity between you two.
He was close enough that you could smell his piney aftershave and his minty breath.
Not to mention his voice was so deep and smooth as he talked.
You snapped quickly out of it and focused back on what he was saying.
“Oh right. Thanks.” You thanked him and proceeded to cut the ingredient as he instructed.
“S’no prob.” He said, hesitating before leaving your side.
Since you were already doing so much work together, it was easier to just study together as well.
This resulted in you two spending more time together.
The library became you main hangout spot.
Away from his annoying friends who always burst into his dorm asking stupid questions just for the sake of bothering you two.
“Do you understand what question 8 means? I completely forgot what Professor Bins said about it.” Blaise asked, furrowing his brows with a sigh.
“Uh let me see..” you leaned over to read his parchment.
While you muttered the question to yourself, Blaise couldn’t help but stare at your focused face.
You looked cute, bitting your cheeks as you played with a strand of your curly hair. He could tell you had just washed it because you smelled strongly of lavender.
“Um I just wrote down this…” you sat up and grabbed your parchment.
You guys only considered yourselves acquaintances.
Yeah you found each other attractive.
You’re both attractive people after all and you were just acknowledging the obvious ok?
You two truly were oblivious idiots who couldn’t realize you had crushes on each other.
You were headed to what you thought would be another ordinary potions class.
You sat down beside Blaise and took out all your supplies, ready for whatever Professor Slughorn was going to make you guys brew.
After a bit of waiting, Slughorn began his lesson. “Today, we will be learning about Amortentia. Can anyone tell me what this potion does?”
Hermione shot up her hand eager to answer.
“Yes, Miss Granger?” Slughorn picked her.
“It’s a love potion sir.” She answered
“Corrected, ten points for Griffindor!” Professor Slughorn grinned.
He went on about the lesson, talking about the potion’s history and the risk involved with brewing it and its results.
“Now that we’re done with the lesson, I invite you all to come up and smell this batch of Amortentia I brewed just for this class.” Slughorn said enthusiastically.
You watched as your classmates went up and smelled the potion.
It was amusing seeing how many answered with a stutter and returned to their seats with reddened cheeks.
Finally it was your turn and you had no idea what you would smell.
You leaned down to take a deep inhale of the potion and the overhwhelming sent of Pine and mint flooded your senses.
“And what do you smell Miss Potter?” Your Professor asked.
You hesitated before speaking, “Pine and mint sir.” You answered.
Then the realization hit you and your eyes grew wide.
You smelled Blaise.
You blushed in embarrassment and kept your head down as you walked back to your desk.
“Who did you smell?” Blaise asked you curiously.
Before you could give him a half assed answer you were interrupted.
“Mr Zabini! Your turn!” Professor Slughorn announced.
Blaise got up from his seat and approached the potion.
It took a few smells for him to realize what he was smelling wasn’t your scent lingering on him. The potion itself smelled like lavender.
The gears in his head began to turn and it all began to fit. He smelled your shampoo.
He felt his cheeks heat up a bit from embarrassment and he quickly glanced at you.
Warnings: porn with some plot, kind of pervy Mike, lewd fantasies, cursing, making out, making out, fingering, p in v sex, protected sex.
Note: I’ve just awoken from the worst writers block ever because of this man. I haven’t actually watched the movie tho. 💚
Mike stared intently at the fuzzy security screens. His vision blurred from how hard his eyes were focusing and darting from one screen to another.
He shuts his eyes for a second before reopening them, his vision now clear.
Fuck he hated this job.
He hated the long hours, hated having to work the night shifts, hated having to stare at the stupid screens for hours on end, hated being terrified every night by the stupid animatronics.
He wanted his shift to be over immediately.
When the clock hit 6am he lets out a sigh of relief. His shift was finally over. He got up from his seat and hastily grabbed his things before booking it to his car.
He’s never wanted to leave the dingy pizzeria more. All he could think about was getting home and passing out in his bed.
Abby would be fast asleep by now and you’d probably be passed out on the couch.
He was so thankful to have found such a wonderful babysitter. You clicked soo well with Abby and you put up with his ungodly work hours.
You’re amazing with Abby, always making sure she has fun when you’re over.
Wether it was making a fort in the living room and watching Disney movies together, or drawing all of your’s and Abby’s favourite characters, or baking cookies or even going out to the nearby park, Abby would always tell Mike how much fun she had.
You also have a particular knack in getting her to eat all of her dinner and getting her in bed.
Mike had no idea how you could do it and asked you how you did it. You weren’t exactly sure about how you get her to eat but you told him that to get her to bed on time you made sure to tuck her in with her favourite plushy before reading her a bedtime story and she was out like a light.
Unfortunately, your methods didn’t quite work when he tried them.
Mike wished he was more well off so he could pay you fairly, but he doubts that he could get you to accept any kind of payment.
He had payed you in the beginning, of course, but he got behind on his payments due to some financial difficulties. You eventually found this out and refused any sort of payment from then on.
He’s half convinced that you’re an angel sent from heaven. You’re so understanding towards his situation and after working for him for many months you became an essential person in his and Abby’s life.
It took Mike a long time to admit to himself that he had a strong attachment towards you and even longer to admit that he liked you.
He couldn’t deny or brush off his feelings when after one shift, he found himself thinking about how he couldn’t wait to come home to you.
It startled him, how he could feel this way towards you, but it felt right to admit.
Mike didn’t realize it before but now, everything you do makes his heart flutter and his cheeks redden.
Those sweet playful smiles you flash him when you banter makes his heart skip a beat.
Every time you touch his arm reassuringly, or give him a gentle rub on the back or a hug he always gets goose bumps from just having you so close to him.
He wants to hold you closer, and for longer, just to keep feeling the warmth of your body against him. To feel your soft tits press against his chest.
God did he feel like a pervert, but he just can’t help himself. He finds you so god damn sexy and gorgeous.
His dirty fantasies of you had his cock growing hard in no time. He swears you’re teasing him, especially when you bend over in your tight jeans or shorts.
He can’t help but stare at your ass and imagine himself grabbing your hips and pressing his hard cock against the swell of your ass.
Or when he can see your hard nipples threw your shirt, all he can think about is sucking them until they’re hard and leaving them wet with his spit.
Fuck its was wrong, so so wrong to think of you that way. You’re just Abby’s baby sitter, he knew that, but he couldn’t stop his thoughts from running wild.
Mike took a deep breath as he stopped at a red light. He couldn’t keep having these thoughts about you. Especially not on the road.
He finally makes it home and parks beside your car in the driveway.
He enters his house as quietly as he can and closes the front door with extra care as to not make a ruckus.
“Mike?” You call out from where you’re laying on the couch.
“I’m home, Y/n.” he says quietly as he takes his shoes off.
“How was your shift?” You asked as you sat up and stretched, groaning quietly.
Mike clenches his jaw, the way you groaned sounded so sinful, “Awful. Like usual.” He said plainly and takes his vest off and throws it on a spare chair.
“Are you hungry? There’s Shepard’s pie in the oven for you if you want to eat. I can make you a plate” You offered as you got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen.
He stares at you, taking in the tight little grey pj set you’re wearing, before stuttering out, “Th-thanks, you really didn’t have to-“
“Mike. I need to make sure you eat to. Not just Abby.” You said as you grab an oven mit before opening the oven door.
Mike watched as you bent over to grab the dish. He watches your tight grey shorts ride up the swell of your ass, he can see the outline of your pussy as the material stretches over your crotch.
Fuck he was getting hard.
“I’m worried about you, you know..” you sighed as you made him a plate, “I don’t think this job is good for you.” You said as you handed him the plate and a spoon.
He swallows thickly as you come closer to him, “It’s fine- I’m just glad to have a job.”
He grabs his plate and spoon and sits down at the table.
You shook your head before sitting down next to him. “You know I’m here for you okay?” You say while rubbing his back.
“I know.” He nods before taking another spoonful of his food.
“Good.” You smile and stare at him sweetly.
Mike blushes, why do you have to look at him like that?
Your smile turns into a slight smirk upon noticing his blush, “Are you blushing?” You teased, trying to lighten the mood.
“No-“ he looks at you wide eyed.
You giggle, “Are you embarrassed?”
“No its just-“ his gaze flickers between you and his food.
“Just what, Mikey?” You ask, resting your cheek on your fist.
He could feel his face getting hotter at the nick-name you just uttered, “Your just..” he trails off staring at his food, poking at it with his fork.
You stare at him expectantly.
He really wants to tell you how he feels, but he doesn’t want to ruin your what you have.
He shakes his head, “It’s nothing.. never mind.” He looks away shyly.
“You can tell me.” You rub his arm trying to persuade him to tell you what’s on his mind.
Mike sighs through his nose and shuts his eyes, trying to compose himself, “You should have left when I got here..” he says as he abruptly gets up from his seat.
You watched as he put his dishes in the sink, “Probably, but I need to make sure you’re taken care of.” You stand up.
“There’s no need. I can take care of myself.” He says curtly as he walks past you.
“Mike..” you grab his arm, turning him around. “You’re worrying me.. did I say something wrong?”
He felt his heart clench at the way you were looking at him.
“No you didn’t. It’s just a me problem, Y/n.” He looks off to the side as he shakes his head.
“Are you sure Mike? I’m sorry if I did. I really don’t want to make you uncomfortable-“ You start to ramble.
“Y/n. Hey, hey, hey. Im not mad at you okay?” He says sternly. “I’m just- I have feelings for you okay.” He painfully admits. “And I know it’s wrong but-“
“I have feelings for you too Mike..” You proclaim, a blush decorating your cheeks.
The two of you stare at each other for a few seconds before you lean in and kiss his lips.
You pull way quickly, “sorry..” you whisper.
Mike grabs your cheek to pull you into a passionate kiss.
You’re surprised by this. You didn’t expect Mike to go in for another kiss let alone one so desperate, but you kiss him back none the less.
You wrapped your arms around his neck to pull yourself closer.
The hand on your cheek moves to rest with his other hand on your waist. His thumbs stroked small circles on your skin.
“Mike~” you whisper breathily and press your forehead against his.
He groans at the way you say his name. “Been wanting to do this for so long..~” he muttered before kissing you again.
“Mmm..me too~” You mumble against his lips.
He presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth before going down to suck and kiss at your neck. He leaves a trail of hickeys all over your neck and collar bones.
You slip your hands under his hoodie, “Mikey?~”
He shivers when your hands touch his bare torso, “Mm~ yes baby?”
“Can we..go to your room?” You manage to ask as Mike starts to get more touchy, his hands just inches from getting under your shirt.
It took a moment for him to process what you had requested and where the two of you were before he replied, “Oh- yeah.. yeah.” He says a bit flustered before picking you up and bringing you to his bedroom.
He lays you down on his plaid comforter and crawls on top of you.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Y/n~” he whispers as he takes you in laying on his bed.
Mike leans down to kiss you again, but more feverishly.
You clawed at his hoodie, trying to take it off as you made out.
“Mike- take it off please~” you pleaded.
He nods and takes his hoodie and the shirt he had underneath off in one swoop, leaving himself topless above you.
You bit your lip as your eyes raked over his bare chest. He looks so sexy panting above you with a lustful look in his eyes.
You squeezed your thighs together to ease the throbbing of your cunt and tangle your hands in his curls to pull him back down for a kiss.
“Baby..~” he mutters as you kept kissing each other, “let me take your top off..~” he asked, holding onto your shirt.
You whined, you didn’t want to stop kissing him. “Mkay~” you nod and put your arms up to help him out.
Mike takes your shirt off with ease and doesn’t waste anytime to grope your tits.
You gasp softly when he kisses the soft mounds and begins to suck on your right nipple.
The way he swirls his tongue around the soft bud made you moan.
You slap your hand over your mouth as he gives the other one the same treatment.
He pulled away from your nipple with a wet pop and kisses you once again.
“Need you Mike~” you mewl, as you grip his shoulder.
“Yeah?~” he said quietly.
You nod and try to push his pants down with you feet.
He pries your legs away from his hips and pulls your gray shorts off.
You let your legs fall open, completely revealing yourself to Mike.
His jaw drops at the sight of your glistening pussy. His cock couldn’t possibly get any harder.
“Fuck..~” he curses, “You have such a pretty pussy~” he licks his lips.
You blush and squirm a bit. You felt so vulnerable under his gaze.
“I need you Mike~” you reiterated desperately.
“I need you too baby.. so so fucking bad-“ he says as he fumbles with his belt.
He hastily takes his pants off and grabs his wallet out on the front pocket.
You watched as he rummaged through his wallet until he pulls out a condom.
He throws his wallet and pants to the side before ripping the foil open.
You quietly fingered yourself as you watched Mike roll the rubber onto his hard cock.
You took your fingers out of your cunt and reached forward to give Mike’s cock a few pumps using your slick as lube.
He groans, “Fuck baby.. that feels good..~” and smashes his lips against yours.
You wrap your arms around his back and your legs around his hips, “C’mon Mike~ I need you inside~” you whispered.
His dick twitched at your words. He lines the head of his cock to your slick entrance and pushes it inside.
“Oh.. fu-..Y/n~” Mike groans.
Your pussy is so warm and wet. It had been so long since he last had sex, he had to stop himself from cumming right away.
“Y/n you feel so good~” he mutters as he began to thrust into you.
You moan and tighten the hold your legs had on his hips, pulling him closer into your warmth.
Mike couldn’t stop himself from whining in pleasure as he thrusted faster into you.
“Gotta be quiet Mikey~” you whispered, pulling him into a kiss to quiet your noises.
He groans into your mouth and busies his hands by toying with your nipples.
“Keep.. doing that please~” you moaned quietly.
The way his thrusts were angled allowed his pubic bone to rut against your clit, and the head of his cock to repeatedly press against your g-spot.
You clawed at his back, trying to hold onto him while bliss over took you.
“Mikey!~ Mike!~ M’gonna cum!” You moan.
“Gonna.. cum too baby..~” he huffs, and reaches down to rub your clit.
“Oh fuck~ m’cumming!” You cry out.
Mike lifts his head out the crook of your neck to look at you while you came.
The mix of your blissed out face and the fluttering of your cunt pushes him to climax.
He moans as he cums, whimpering your name quietly as he fills the condom with his seed.
It takes a while before Mike pushes himself off of you to pull out. You whined in protest, you felt so empty without his cock inside of you.
He takes the condom off and disposes of it in his bathroom.
When he returns, you both get under the covers of his bed, and cuddle in your post-sex bliss.
You’re stroking his messy curls as you’re both falling asleep, when suddenly you’re rudely interrupted by Mike’s alarm.
His alarm to wake up to get Abby ready for school.
please unfollow me if you are an israel supporter. this is a pro palestine account. please do not try to argue with me about this. israel is committing mass genocide against the palestinian people. this is not coming from antisemitism because i am not anti-jewish people, i am simply anti israeli government and it’s mission to wipe out the palestinian people. if you are angered by this or feel like our beliefs do not align, then please unfollow me because you are not the type of person i want associated with me.
i also do not want to hear anyone saying that this has nothing to do with fanfiction and this isn’t something that we need to be talking about. it is so important to keep the people of gaza in your hearts and minds. human lives should not be collateral damage as a heavily armed state forcefully occupies palestine.
this is not a war between israel and palestine, it is not even a war between israel and hamas. this is the mass genocide and ethnic cleansing of the palestinian people.
Note: This takes place in a 3a AU. This is really short lol 💚
Can’t stop thinking about going on a first date with Iida. He’s an absolute sweetheart and surprises you with flowers!
The knock at your door pulled your attention away from touching up your hair and to the clock on your bedside table. You excitedly ran towards the door and opened it.
“Good evening my dear! I got you flowers!” Iida greeted enthusiastically, as he held out a bouquet of flowers.
“Aw! Thank you so much Tenya!” You giggled graciously taking the bouquet of roses from his hands.
Iida continues to stand stiffly in your doorway as he watched you place the flowers in a vase.
You poured some water from a water bottle into the vase before slipping on your shoes and bag.
“You look beautiful.” He complimented, taking your hand in his as you closed your dorm door.
His compliment made you blush, “You’re to sweet. You look really nice, too.”
He blushed making his glasses fog up.
I imagine Iida to be a bit traditional when it comes to dating, so he takes you to a very nice restaurant. Like a gentleman, he of course is paying.
“This place is so nice, Tenya!” You say as you pick up the menu and open it. “And.. expensive-“ Your eyes widen at the prices of the meals.
“Do not worry about the price. I am paying after all.” He says with a soft smile. “I want you to enjoy our date.
You peered up at him from above your menu and smiled shyly, “Alright.” You said with a small laugh.
Warnings: simping, swearing, slightly ooc characters, hickeys and marking, kissing, making out, Endeavor.
Note: haven’t been into Bnha since like 2020 so I ignore the manga. Kind of crappy but I love this 💚
Quirk: bat - reader has bat wings and ears can echo locate and uses the echolocation to stun enemies.
He met you in college, as you were both taking the same music class. You caught his eye as soon as he walked into the class, dressed in all black, fishnet, pierced ears and bopping your head to a song you were playing to loud from your headphones, a tune he recognized. He sat two seats from your left, hoping you’d notice him from the corner of your eye and talk to him.
It didn’t take long for you both to start bonding over your shared music taste. Friendship came quickly with the amount of time you spent together, listening to music or even making music in either of your rooms, you often went out shopping together, something Touya would have never thought he would enjoy.
It was easy for him to be around you, not needing to hide his interest or toning himself down like he did around his family. He found himself loving to be around you, it scared him at first, the butterflies in his stomach, the way he started to sweat when you sat close together, the way his heart beat quickened when your leg or arm brushed against his.
You eventually confessed to him one late night.
The chilly breeze made your wings shiver as you took another drag from you cigarette. The muffled sound of the song playing from inside your dorm made the whole moment surreal.
You glanced at Touya, who was standing to your right also smoking. You couldn’t help but take a moment to admire his features. His blue eyes deep like the ocean stared off into the night, the three piercings on his nose shone in the moonlight, his hair dyed black with white roots starting to show, you’d have to help him redye it soon. He was oh so pretty.
Sensing your staring Touya looked over at you, “Got something on your mind, doll?” He asked.
The pet name made you roll your eyes fondly, “Just thinkin’..” you trail off.
“About what?” He leaned in closer, curious now.
A shy smile graced your black lips, “About how much I like you.”
Touya rolled his eyes and scoffed playfully “I’d sure hope you’d like me, we are.. friends..”
“Touya.. I like you a lot. Like more.. Way more than friends.” You looked away, nervous about his response.
“Doll..” your ears twitched, “I like you a lot to..” he replied a bit awkwardly before stroking your cheek.
One thing for sure, he didn’t sleep on the matress you put on the floor for him that night and he never did again.
Touya absolutely loves being with you, kissing you eagerly before class, hands touching you all over and gripping your fishnet tights. He loves how you’d grab onto his chain in return.
He practically lives in your dorm, his clothes and things are everywhere.
He has purposefully cut holes in his shirts just so your wings can fit in them, every time you wear his shirts he goes feral.
He loves covering your neck and body in hickies, he’s very possessive over you. He loves when you mark him to, he doesn’t try very hard to hide them.
Please bite this man, he loves seeing your little fang marks all over his neck and chest.
You help him do his makeup in the morning, just smudging black eyeshadow on his eye lids and lower lash line.
As well you also help him retouch his hair when his roots start to come in. It became kind of an intimate thing to do, even if it’s such a simple activity.
When Touya formally introduced you to his family he couldn’t suppress his snicker when he saw his father’s eye twitch upon first seeing you.
You were dressed in all black, lots of chain jewelry, wearing his t shirt from the band his father detested the most, smiling oh so happily at his brooding father. Little fangs on display as your wings stretched a bit.
“It’s nice to finally meet you mister Todoroki!” You shook Endeavor’s unwilling hand.
“Nice to meet you to Y/N..” Enji responded back.
As you waited for Fuyumi to finish cooking dinner, Endeavor took it upon himself to ask you some questions.
“What’s your quirk?” Enji asked.
“Oh um! Well it’s bat! I have bat ears and wings, also fangs!” You laughed slightly, “I have the power of echolocation and can temporarily paralyze people if I’m not to careful with it. I dropped out of hero school before I could fully grasp it.” You grin.
At the mention of your dropping out of school, Endeavor’s expression quickly soured.
Touya chuckled and stroked your thigh under the table, a weird sense of pride over took him as you pissed off his dad.
Yeah, Touya loves your alt self a lot 💙(kinda got carried away lol)
Note: just some fluff! i wrote this a while ago and I just need something to post. Reader is Wednesday’s sister 💚
You pushed open the door of the Weathervane, the chime of the little bell irritating your ears. A tortoise shell cat following close behind you.
“Welcome to the Weathervane how can I help you?” Tyler the barista your sister had taken a slight interest in greeted automatically, “Oh- sorry y/n, what can I get you?” He asked once seeing it was you.
You stared at him for a moment before greeting him coldly, “Hello Tyler.” You repositioned the strap of your cross body bag before speaking again. “I’m here for Xavier, not coffee.”
“Oh. I see. I can go get him.” Tyler replied awkwardly before heading towards the back of the cafe
You stood by the counter waiting. After a minute you finally see the long haired boy.
“Hello, Xavier.” You greet, much less coldly than you did the other boy.
“Hey, didn’t think I’d see you around the Weathervane, seeing as you don’t particularly like coffee.” Xavier smiled at you as he leaned on the counter.
“I’m done with my assignment actually.” You state, “I didn’t feel like torturing myself further by going to Pilgrim World to visit my sister so I decided to come here instead.”
“Well I’m flattered that you’ve come to see me. I can brew you some tea if you want.” He offered.
“No need, I’m not in the mood for a cup of tea.” You decline.
“So.. how was your day at Uriah’s Heap?” He asked as he started making coffee.
“I quite enjoyed myself honestly, the shop was good and I found many things I liked. But I would have enjoyed my time much more if Enid wasn’t flirting with Ajax the entire time.” You sighed.
Xavier chuckled before starting to make a latte, “Seems you’ve got yourself a little friend there.” He remarked looking at the cat rubbing itself against your legs.
You looked down at the fluffy cat, your gaze softening, “He’s been following me since I left Uriah’s Heap. I’m surprised that it’s so fond of someone like me.” You bent down to pick up the cat and held it in your arms like a little baby.
“He’s not the only one fond of you, you know.” Xavier passed on the latte to Tyler before going back to looking at you.
“Are you saying you’re fond of me, Xavier?” You asked looking at the boy
Your gentle expression made him smile boyishly, “What if I am, hm?”
“Then I would say that I’ve grown fond of you to.” You replied looking into his eyes.
“Really?” He asked, a bit surprised.
“Yes, you’re one of the only people who doesn’t make me want to crawl into an endless abyss to avoid them.” You joke but it didn’t really work considering your tone sounded the same.
“I’ll take that as win.” He smiled and straightened back up.
You gently placed the cat down on the floor, “Anyway. I decided to call the cat Belphegor and got him a collar after I purchased some things at Uriah’s heap.” You say as you dug through your bag trying to find the collar you bought. You pulled out a spiked black collar from your bag and ripped off the packaging.
“Love the collar. It fits right in with your.. aesthetic.” Xavier commented.
“I didn’t pick it, he did. I would of rather given him a sophisticated bow tie but he was very insistent on getting this one.” You said crouching down to the cats level so you could put on its collar.
He chuckled at the thought of you arguing with the cat in collar isle of the pet store while it just meowed loudly back, “What else did you get?” He asked.
“A few shirts and sweaters.” You shrugged, “and a gift for you..which I’d rather give to you in private.” You said shyly.
“You’re full of surprises today, y/n” He grinned.
You rolled your eyes, “When does your shift end?”
Xavier checked the clock mounted on the wall, “In about half an hour.” He sighed.
You visibly deflated, “Well then, can I get a cup of tea then?”
“Of course, what kind?” He got a mug ready.
“Black tea.” You replied getting out your wallet.
“Don’t worry about paying, it’s on the house.” He smiled, before turning around to prepare your tea.
While his back was turned you stuffed a five dollar bill into the tip jar before sitting down at a table near by.
Warnings: dub/non- con, serious power imbalance, gun sucking, gun fucking, unprotected sex, forced breeding, mentions of pregnancy, fuck or die situation, mentions of injury, gross Graves, Graves flirting
Note: This takes place during the Alone mission. C/S = call sign.
This is pure filth and I DO NOT CONDONE ANY OF THIS! Practice safe sex! 💚
“Well look what we have here…” the attractive southern twang of Graves voice was unmistakable as you herd approaching footsteps.
You took a deep shaky breath, pushing yourself further back into the wall while cradling your injured shoulder. You look up to find Graves towering over you, hand gun firmly held and aimed towards you.
“Fuck you Graves.” You spat, tone dripping in venom.
He looked at your with a quirked brow, “I expected more respect from you C/S..” he said as he took a few steps forward. “I thought you and I had a little thing going~. Thought you’d run away with me~“ he smiled handsomely.
You glared at him, “I’d rather you shoot me in the head.”
“Oh ho ho, spicy one you are, very well then. Guess I’ll just kill y’a.” He said before pulling out a knife, “I’ll make sure to take my time..” he took a step forward.
You coward further into the wall, you really wanted to hate Graves, but part of you still held on to all the longing gazes, the flirty banter, the subtle touches. But you valued you life a lot more that whatever kind of relationship you and Graves had.
Noticing your panic Graves smirked, “Not up for it now, sugar?”
You shot him a glare, he only chuckled before kneeling in front of you.
“I could never dream of killing such a sweet lookin thing like you~” he smirked at you, looking you over pervertedly, “You want to live don’t you C/S?”
You nodded silently at his question.
“Then your going to be a good girl and let me take off all of what’s covering up that pretty body of yours~” he slid the knife back into its rightful place.
You nodded slightly, the guilt and shame already washing over you but mixed with the slight arousal flickering to life inside the pit of your tummy.
He started by taking off your reflective goggles and mask, he took a moment to stroke your cheek, “Knew you were pretty under all this~” he licked his lips before tossing the items to the side.
He continued to take off all your gear and clothes. At long last he took your striped boxers the last piece of clothes off your body, carelessly throwing it to the side before looking over your now naked body.
He wolf whistled, “Look at you..~ such gorgeous body~” he forced your legs open with his own.
Still clutching your poorly bandaged shoulder, you had no strength nor wanted to put up a fight against him. Your legs graciously fell open.
“Fuck.. look at that pretty cunt..~” Graves licked his lips.
You glared daggers into his soul but blushed non the less.
“Don’t look at me like that, sugar~” he smirked before pulling out his gun again.
You watched, glancing up at him suspiciously.
“Now Sargent.. I want you to be a good girl and open you pretty mouth~” he put the gun right at your lips, “and I’m not afraid to shoot.” He warned.
With a glare you opened your mouth and let Graves push his gun into your mouth.
“Atta girl~” he praised making your Pusey flutter at the praise.
You sucked on the gun obediently, gagging softly when Graves thrusts it a bit to far down your throat.
After a few minutes he pulled the gun out of your mouth, the weapon was dripping with your saliva. The after taste of metal lingered in your mouth as you watched him trail the slick gun down your bare torso, all the way down to your wet cunt.
“Graves.” You said as your squirmed to get away.
“Ah, ah, ah..” He warned, “Stay fucking still.” He spat.
He pressed the gun to your clit, moving it in gentle circles sending sparks of pleasure up you spine before trailing it farther down to your opening. He shoved the gun inside you with ease thanks to your spit and slight wetness. You gasped in horror and in shock at the intrusion. He started rubbing your clit while thrusting his gun in and out of your pussy making you moan softly.
The sensation of his gun rubbing against your inner walls was strange and uncomfortable but it was overshadowed by the pleasure building up inside of you thanks to the stimulation on your clit. Graves kissed you sloppily, sucking and nibbling at you bottom lip. You could only mewl and whimper into his mouth.
You came with a loud sob of pleasure, glaring at Graves with tear filled eyes while tears cascaded down you cheeks. You were utterly ashamed that you enjoyed your orgasm.
“There you go, Sugar~ didn’t that feel fucking amazing~” Graves purred stroking away your tears while pulling out the gun from your pussy and shoving it into your mouth again.
He made you clean all your juices from the gun before putting it away in its holster on his belt which he was now unbuckling.
He crawled over you, sucking and kissing your neck and face while rubbing his hard cock in between your slick folds. Your cunt fluttered still recovering from your orgasm.
“You’ve been such a good girl for me C/S~” Graves purred as he played with your tits.
He slid his cock inside you, eliciting a sharp gasp which he silenced by kissing your lips. He was much bigger than you expected, and stretched your cunt deliciously.
“Fuck sugar~ you feel so fucking amazing~” Graves said as he started to thrust inside you.
You blushed completely and utterly embarrassed and flustered by his comment and the obscene noises your slick cunt was making.
His slow thrusts quickly morphed into fast and hard thrust that repeatedly bruised your cervix. Tears continued to run down your cheeks from both pleasure and shame.
“Fuck baby~” he groaned, “M’gonna fucking breed y’a~ gonna give you a sweet baby boy~” his cock twitched inside of you, “no.. I’m gonna give you fucking twins~ two sweet little baby boys~ fuck yeah~” he said as he sighed in pleasure.
Grave’s comments made you pussy tighten around his cock. He let out a soft hiss before pressing your legs to your chest to continue pounding into you.
He rubbed quick circles of your clit, not bothered to be gentle, only wanting you to cream his cock.
When you climaxed you moaned loudly, gripping his shoulders tightly as you pussy squeezed around his cock.
“Fuuuck!~ m’cumming~” he groaned thrusting into you deeply before he flooded your insides with his seed.
The warmth that spread inside you made you let out a soft noise of pleasure.
You and Graves went for two more rounds before he left you in the crumbling home, naked, leaking cum and feeling utterly ashamed and filthy.
You weakly and slowly put on you clothes, you hissed in pain as you moved your shoulder.
Suddenly your radio buzzed, “Ghost to C/S how copy?” Ghost’s gravely voice echoed in the silence.
You grabbed the device with a shaky hand.
“C/S to Ghost… I-“ You tried to speak but something inside you wouldn’t allow you, to ashamed to admit what you had just done.
“C/S are you alright?” Ghost asked.
“No..” you sobbed, “Graves- he.. fuck.. he.” You couldn’t get any words out but it seemed Ghost had picked up on what you were trying to communicate.
“Can you still get to the church C/S?” He asked
“Negative lieutenant.. my shoulder is injured and I can’t.. walk..” You respond wiping your tears frantically.
“I’m leaving the church right now C/S sit tight. Where are you?” He said before informing soap to stop heading for the church.
“I’m in the house beside the coffee shop..” you muttered as you put your mask and goggles back on.
“Copy that. Sit tight.” He said before your radio went silent.
You stuff the radio back in its pocket on your vest and sit on the floor. Letting your thoughts consume you…
Note: I am deeply ashamed of myself for starting to like this man. The dialogue is from Wednesday. Reader’s call sign is Orca. Still have exams going on but oh well💚
Graves: I may have done a little digging on you after we met…
Orca/ Y/N (unbothered): I’d do it again.
Graves (smirking): I knew there was a reason I liked you. (Pats reader on the shoulder)
