i really so deeply enjoy your writing. a part three is definitely wanted (but absolutely no pressure)
a/n: well here’s part three then, enjoy! (i am so sorry if this is cringy)
warnings: NSFW 18+, rough sex, oral (m receiving), praise, pussy spanking, cursing
azriel awkwardly entered your house behind you, unsure what to do with his hands and where to look. he didn’t want you to see how excited he was that the night hadn’t ended just yet.
you gave azriel a brief house tour, while he had to pretend he didn’t already know that the kitchen is here, or the bathroom there. like he hadn’t found the blueprints of your house and memorized them.
the tension between the two of you was thick as you finally led him into your bedroom. you felt your face heat as you took in the clothes strewn across the bed, the piles of books around the room, and the makeup you’d left out in the open on your vanity.
“sorry for the mess,” you chuckled shamefully as you dashed around the room, embarrassed that you hadn’t thought beforehand that you could potentially end up hooking up with azriel, of all people.
you hadn’t realized he was the notorious spymaster of the night court until after that day in front of your home, when you couldn’t quite lay your finger on why his name was so familiar. you didn’t understand what exactly about you caught his attention.
meanwhile, azriel was trying his hardest not to pin you down on the bed and take you right there and then. he knew he was going to have sex with you, he just needed patience. but it was so difficult when you were blushing like that, and your shirt was short enough to reveal just the right amount of skin that had him begging to see more.
“there,” you panted. “all clean.” you smiled at azriel, and he could feel his insides melting. he wanted to be the only one you smiled at like that- with not just your mouth, but your eyes too. they twinkled with joy, and az thought to himself, if i cannot be the reason you grin like that, what reason do i have to breathe?
with that thought, he finally crossed the space between you and brought his mouth to yours. he didn’t ease into it; he kissed you with all the desperation in the world.
you pulled away to catch your breath, and all the emotion glistening in azriel’s eyes made you dart your eyes away.
he lifted your chin with his thumb, forcing you to meet his eyes. “y/n,” he murmured. his voice was a low, raspy rumble, and the sound went straight to your core. “do you not want this?”
“no, i do.” you breathed, afraid to disturb the sudden delicacy of the moment. “i want this so bad.”
heat flared in azriel’s eyes at your words and the scent of your arousal filling the air. he leaned down, and for a second you thought he was going to kiss you again, but he brought his lips less than an inch away from yours before he caused your thighs to clench together with three words, “then show me.”
you slowly sank to your knees, and you could tell by the hard bulge in his pants that he was big. you took your time unleashing his cock, but when you did your mouth went dry.
long, hard, and thick, with the head already dripping pre-cum from the sight of you on your knees. he was going to ruin you.
as he entered your mouth, azriel’s scarred fingers dived into your hair. “fuck,” he groaned, tipping his head back. “that’s it, sweetheart. you can take it- good girl.”
you took his entire cock down your throat, tears beginning to run down your face as you gagged on his dick. you pulled yourself off him, but he only let you get a gasp of breath before forcing you back down on his cock.
you let azriel use your mouth as he muttered words of praise like, “good girl” and “you’re doing so well for me, baby” every once in a while, helping the ache build in your core.
you sucked in air as he suddenly pulled you off him and scooped you up. “i don’t want to cum just yet,” he said as he laid you down on the bed and wasted no time tearing off your clothes until you were completely bare to him.
you squirmed and moved to cover yourself under the scrutiny of his gaze, but azriel just moved your arms to your sides. “you,” he whispered, his voice a stark contrast to the way he had just fucked your throat, “are so perfect.” for me, he didn’t add.
he stepped back to remove his own clothes, and you practically drooled when he was done. glorious muscles rippled under his tanned, tattooed skin, looking like a dark god standing before you in your bedroom.
“you’re beautiful,” you breathed. azriel just stared at you, as if he’d never heard the compliment before, before crawling over you and kissing you harshly.
you let out a moan as he gently sucked at the skin just below your ear, and that sound made him glow with pride at being the one who pulled it out of you.
he pulled away from you to spread your legs, revealing your pink, drenched pussy. “is this all for me?” he smirked as he ran a finger through your folds. you whimpered at the touch.
he gave your pussy a light smack when you didn’t answer. “answer me, darlin’.” his eyes darkened even more so. “is. this. pussy. soaked. for. me?”
he accompanied each word with a spank, and you let out a yelp at each one. tears of pain and pleasure leaked from your eyes. “y-yes.”
he grinned and began to enter you. “good,” he breathed, pushing in and stretching you in ways you’ve never even imagined. “and i want you to know i’ll be the only one this sweet pussy is wet for from now on, okay?”
there was a slight burn between your legs from the stretch, and azriel must’ve known somehow because he reached a hand down and rubbed your clit in light circles. he was so good with his hands. “okay- fuck!”
azriel pulled out to the tip, just to slam back in. he watched, enamoured, as your breasts bounced with the force of the movement. he pinched your swollen nipple with his free hand and bent to capture the other in his mouth.
azriel pounding into you, his fingers working your clit, your nipple in your mouth, it was all so much. “az, i’m- i need to-“ you moaned when he lightly bite your nipple before he pulled his head away.
“it’s okay baby, cum for me.” he was about to cum himself. you were just so gorgeous. “wanna feel you comin’ on my cock.”
your back bowed off the bed when he thrusted particularly hard into you and pinched your clit at the same time. you let out a hoarse scream as your climax ripped through you, shattering you into a million pieces only to be put back together again.
azriel slammed into you one last time before pulling out and finishing on your stomach. “you’re such a good girl,” he praised as he took in the sight of you.
you lay beneath him naked and looking completely fucked out. with make-up running down your cheeks, hickeys blooming on your neck, and his cum painted on your stomach, you’d never looked more gorgeous to azriel.
he bent down and gently kissed your forehead. “you okay?” he murmured. he hadn’t planned on being so rough tonight, but he knew you would have stopped him if you hadn’t enjoyed it.
“yeah,” you sighed, worn out. sleep was already pulling at you, and you tried your hardest to resist. “i’m tired.” you mumbled.
he smiled softly at the adorable yawn you released after your sentence. “you’re tired? i’ll clean you up then you can sleep, okay?” you simply nodded as he left to find a cloth.
when azriel returned and helped you clean off, peppering sweet kisses on your skin as he did so, you were already asleep. or so, he thought.
he tucked you in before getting dressed quietly. he gently kissed you on the forehead, but as he turned to leave, you grabbed his hand.
“could you stay with me?” you asked shyly, or maybe that was just the sleepiness. nonetheless, azriel undressed once again and crawled into bed behind you.
the feel of you in his arms and the sound of your gentle breaths was heaven to him. he wanted to go to bed like this every night for the rest of his life.
“i’m never letting you go, my love.”