Tonight, you sing for me- you and your mate enjoy unexpected fun in your new home when you borrow Az's shadows for the night (2.5k)
Flower Power -Az comes into contact with a strange flower on his trip to the continent, and he begins having some strange.....side effects. (3.3k)
Falling Stars -Az feels like his throat is closing when he sees you in your Starfall dress, and he can't seem to get a word out to you. At least, until you're both more than a few drinks in. (2.8k)
A Shadowed Throne -The warmer seasons have been particularly hard this year as Azriel awaits his Queen's return. When winter finally dawns he finds Death will only kneel to Life in one circumstance. (1.5k)
Can You Kill a God? -No one will ever forget why you are Death's queen ever again. (2.4k)
Tickle My Strings -Azriel becomes a regular guest at your performances, and when you take a trip back to your house, you find the two of you have a lot more in common than you thought. (4.6k)
Hold Me Gently -Azriel knew exactly what he signed up for when he became the court's spymaster, but sometimes everything gets too much for him to handle. (1.6k) Bonus Chapter!
Meet Me On The Ice: Series
You and Lucien Vanserra have been skating together since you were children, but when he has an accident that takes him out right before championships you turn to your brother and his hockey team to fill the position. His best friend Azriel has lethal grace on the ice and owes your brother a favor, which seems like a match made in heaven, except you canโt stand each other. Can you and Azriel pull a routine together in time for your competition, or will it all spiral out of control?
Dancing With Shadows: Series
Living your life with a long-distance relationship has never bothered you before, but when you surprise Az with a plane ticket you finally get to see how it works in person.
~Eris x Reader~
Your Heart on a Platter: Series
(On hiatus)
The only way to seek your revenge is to return the heir of Autumn's heart back to a witch in two months time. However, this task proves much more difficult than you presume it to be.
Prologue Part 1 Part 2
All Things Vile -A recon mission to the Autumn Court gets more heated than you intended. They say Autumn males fuck like they have fire in their veins-you guess you're about to find out.
~Cassian x Reader~
Through the Pass- On a quiet night in with his mate Cassian recounts his past lover. A fierce, bold-hearted Valkyrie who perished during the war. (2.1k)
Save A Horse- After a long hard day of work all Cas wants is a cold beer and a pretty girl. (1.9k)
~Rhysand x Reader~
Promises Pt 2-You don't argue with your husband often, and never anything as serious as this. However, some things may be too hard to come back from. (1.7k)
~REQUESTS~
Date Night (Azriel x Reader)
You Lookin'? (Azriel x Reader)
Sit down (Feyre x Reader)
Kiss Me In The Quiet (ACOTAR next-gen, Leander Vanserra x Reader)
The Fawn and Her Lion (ACOTAR next-gen, Leander Vanserra x Reader)
Forever Afterall (ACOTAR next-gen, Leander Vanserra x Reader)
I apologize for my late review, Iโve been in the hospital with some serious health issuesโbut Iโm back now!
As a lover of Midnight Muse, I enjoyed painted promises. Iโve definitely seen the authors growth, and as I said in my last reviewโI enjoy the authentic relationships brought to the characters. They all felt real, and though I preferred Knox and Quinnโs relationship dynamic slightly more, Rory and Aceโs chemistry was infectious. I found myself incredibly immersed and obsessed with their story! This book gave me sunny days in this way too long winter๐ฉทโ๏ธ
Overall, this book will definitely be on my reread list!
I am incredibly honored to have received an ARC for painted promises!! Midnight Muse is a book a reread constantly, it felt personal and real, and I cannot wait to tear into this!! Thank you @lanietechauthor / @azsazz! Iโm so excited for Rory and Aceโs story ๐ฉท
Official release date: January 2, 2026! Full review coming soon!!
could you imagine how scared Feyre would have been if she was having complications in childbirth and didn't know about the risk to her life. like she's dying. her baby is possibly dying. rhysand is going to die. she's bleeding out. She's now Aemma from HotD. Dying in the birthing bed. scared out of her mind because she didn't know what was going on. She's never been pregnant before. she's never been around pregnant women before. does she think what's happening is normal? does she know she's going to bleed out and die? she doesn't know her husband kept this colossal tragedy from her? She could have been prepared. she could have grieved and had a moment with her baby before she now dies in labor. but hey. Rhysand wanted to protect her and keep her happy. nevermind she's now bleeding to death in childbirth
Hi!! Could you possibly do Jasmine with Rhys for the bouquet event?
Hope you are doing well๐๐
Jasmine (Rhysand x Reader)
Warnings: none, very short I'm sorry
Word Count: 698
โยฐ Event Masterlist โยฐ
A/N: This has taken me so long to write and I'm sorry it's short, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. I may come back to it and add more at a later date, but for now, I'm calling it done
โSomething bothering you Darling?โ Your mate's voice purrs from the doorway, you look up from your mixing bowl, the repetitive motion of the whisk calming your frayed nerves. You hum, looking back to your work as Rhys makes his way into the kitchen. He wraps his arms around your waist, nosing at your hairline as he watches you bake. He knows you probably wonโt talk about whatโs got you so anxious, at least not until youโve finished your dessert and had a slice of whatever cake you're making.ย
Chocolate raspberry Rhys thinks, judging by splatters on your apron and the color of the batter that raptly holds your attention.ย
He reaches a finger toward the bowl, spooning a taste into his mouth, his eyes close as the sweetness hits his tongue. Rhysand misses the playful roll of your eyes as he enjoys your creation. You catch his wrist as he tries for the batter again, and he uses the opportunity to maneuver you against his chest. You try to swat at him but he deflects it, and you let out a yelp as he lands a small tap against your backside. Neither of you knows exactly who started it but you end up softly swaying in the kitchen, the candlelight bouncing off the wall as the rain pattering the windows becomes your orchestra. He kisses you, holding your jaw like itโs the most precious thing in the world.ย
Rhysand tastes like the cake youโve briefly forgotten, sugar-sweet and irresistible as youโre lifted onto the counter. He takes care to move your bowl out of the way, not wanting your hard work to tumble onto the ground. The stress that hovered over you like storm clouds start to fade, the sun breaking through your mind as your mate peppers kisses on your neck and jawline. Violet eyes stare up at you, a feline grin stretching across his full lips. A laugh bubbles out of you as his smile tickles your throat. โFeeling better Love?โ He mumbles as he takes another taste out of the bowl. You hum in contemplation, running a hand through his night-dark hair. A streak of flour lingers behind as you huff a laugh quietly, letting that be your retribution for the batter heโs been stealing.ย
โMuch, thank you.โ You press a kiss to his forehead, sea salt and citrus flood your senses as you rest your chin on the crown of his head. You stay like that for a long moment, letting the rare moment of quiet linger and fall over you like a blanket. Rhys rubs soothing circles on the tops of your thighs as you simply enjoy the warmth of your mate. After a while, he releases you, content with watching you bake from the other side of the counter. You resume your baking, pouring the batter into a greased pan, and finally sliding it into the oven. Rhysand slides you a glass of wine across the counter, and you reward him with a peck on the lips as you start the frosting.ย
Rhys loves watching you bake, he could stare at you for hours as you slip into the deep rhythmic concentration of your work. He thinks everything about you is beautiful always, but this version of you might be his favorite. The flour and sugar dusted on your apron, your hair mussed as your brow wrinkles in thought. This version of you is only for him, and he holds it as close to his heart as he can, keeping it locked away from the darkness in the world. You slide back up to him as soon as you finish with the icing, bumping his hip with yours. You tug at the collar of his shirt, and he obliges your silent request as he lowers his mouth to yours again, kissing with a heavier hand than before. You lick your way into his mouth as he grabs for your waist, hauling you onto your tiptoes against his chest. You taste like sugar, sweet and melting against him. If Rhys had the option he would do only this, be only this, for the rest of his life.
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First of all, Iโve been following Midnight Muse since it was a fanfic and seeing the final product in my hands was absolutely incredible! The book was a very fun read for me and I really enjoyed it.
While I could tell where certain characters drew inspiration from ACOTAR they definitely are NOT carbon copies. Each character is very unique and has their own characteristics and development that i very much enjoyed. The connection that Quinn and Knox built was so sweet and the affection they had for each other was so palpable and I loved growing with them. Quinnโs self doubt and artistic journey really hit home for me, it was written very well! Also not even on the romantic side the friendship between the characters was also very realistic, it was refreshing to see really strong friendships especially between the boys.
Overall, I LOVED this book! To see the evolution of the fic to the final novel was amazing, and all the changes made it 10x better! Please give Midnight Muse a read, and make sure to order your copy when it releases!! All the support to @azsazz amazing work!
Received this beauty! Iโm already a few chapters in and loving it so far! Everything that came in this box was such good quality and the horse sticker has already found an amazing home on my water bottle!! Canโt wait to dive further in, so grateful for @azsazz fantastic job!
AHHH IM ABSOLUTELY SO THRILLED I CANNOT WAIT FOR THIS TO ARRIVE!! Iโm so excited and beyond thankful for @azsazz for being sent an ARC! I cannot wait to devour this ๐
Azriel singing or humming while he cooks you breakfast that you don't want because of the mating frenzy is one of my favorite things to imagine. I mean, come on. Az taking care of your body AND your belly. Now that's a real man.
A rhythmic clicking filled the kitchen as she drummed her nails against the tabletop with her lips pursed in impatience.
Azriel was humming.
He was humming as he pushed slowly solidifying egg-mush from one side of the pan to the other, humming without a single care in the world.
Her eyes flickered to the clock hanging above the kitchen door. He had been at it for almost ten minutes now. An impatient huff left her lips, legs bouncing where she sat facing Azrielโs bare back.
โAre you almost done?โ
โAlmost.โ She could hear the smile in his voice, and it irked her. โPatience, my love.โ
She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth. Sheโd been biting it raw ever since sheโd followed Az into the kitchen.
โIโm not even hungry.โ
โThatโs part of theโโ
โThe frenzy, I know, I know,โ she interrupted, waving her hand. She hadnโt forgotten his lecture from ten minutes ago, when heโd practically had to wrestle himself from their bed. A frenzied brain did not particularly care for sufficient nourishment. Apparently, Cass had lost almost twenty pounds when he and Nesta mated.
Azriel chuckled quietly, wings rustling as he skilfully diced a tomato to add to the scrambled eggs.
โThen how is it you can focus enough to care for food right now?โ She narrowed her eyes at his back.
โOh, believe me, I would gladly starve myself if it meant I never had to leave that bed again,โ Azriel hummed in a tone that sent a shiver down her spine. โI am, however, unwilling to starveย you.โ
She rolled her eyes, though a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. โDamn you.โ
Her eyes flickered back to the clock, and with a groan she realised that only two more minutes had passed. She felt like she was damn near vibrating with impatience now, and next thing she knew, she was pushing off her chair to near Azriel by the stove.
She hadnโt even touched him yet when she noticed him grow still as death, his shoulders suddenly tense with her presence.
She smiled to herself as she wrapped loose arms around his waist, careful not to brush up against his lightly flared wings as she pushed to the tips of her toes to peek over his shoulder.
โIt does smell good,โ she hummed, wrists loose for her hands to brush the hard bulge in the front of Azrielโs tight black underwear that heโd insisted on wearing to the kitchen.
A wicked grin twisted her lips as she realised that Azriel was holding his breath, hands frozen in their movements.
Pressing a featherlight kiss right between the symmetrical bases of his wings, she breathed her next words against his skin.
โCome on, Azriel. We can eat later.โ
The shadowsinger cleared his throat, and with a shallow breath and chopped movements, he continued dicing.
โIโm almost done,โ he spoke in a tight voice.
She huffed a puff of air against his skin, lip jutting out in a pout.
โI gotta say, Iโm beginning to take this personal,โ she said, as she lowered her arms from his body to take a step back. โHow are you this composed whenโโ
With a clank, Azriel dropped the knife to the cutting board, and faster than what should have been possible, he spun around to back her against the table, shadows restless as they curled through the air surrounding their master.
Her own breath hitched as Azriel inhaled deeply through his nose, arms caging her in as he leaned close enough for their lips to almost touch.
His eyes were dark, pupils almost swallowing the warm brown tone of his irises whole, and it felt like he was staring into her very soul as he held her gaze.
โYou best believe that itโs taking me everyย ounceย of willpower I have to not bend you over this table and fuck you till your legs are shaking,โ he growled deep in his chest, urging closer for the tableโs edge to press into her spine. She could feel her heart beat up to her throat, body heating with Azrielโs proximity until her mind began to swim.
His jaw worked as he noted the change in her scent, the table groaning with the harsh grip of his hands. โBut first weโre eating these fucking eggs because I donโt know if I have it in me to prepare more than one meal today and Iโm not having you starve yourself.โ
Her chest was heaving now, eyes flickering from his eyes, to his wings, to his bare chest so close that it almost brushed against hers.
With another deep inhale, Azriel closed his eyes for a moment, jaw clenched. When he looked at her again, there was a daze in his gaze that must have mirrored hers. His voice was lower now, softer, almost pleading.
โSo please,โ he said with a shaky exhale. โPlease just sit there, and donโt move, because the faster weโre done here, the faster I can bury myself in you as the Cauldron intended.โ
It took her everything to blink the haze away, and even more to nod. Her lips were slightly parted, her body thrumming with need, but when Azriel turned back towards the stove with his every muscle tensed, she forced herself to sit back down.
A brief glance to the clock told her that another two minutes had passed. Sucking on her teeth, she trailed her eyes down Azrielโs lean body.
โDamn you, shadowsinger,โ she whispered into the silence of the kitchen with the eggs sizzling away in their pan, and when Azriel gave a laugh that told her of the battle he was currently fighting with himself, she knew that waiting would later prove to be worth it.
the high lord keeps interrupting azriel and his mate, until she finally has enough
warnings: 18+, achingly inaccurate to anything acotar, badly written brainstorming as usual, no usage of Y/N so probs a bit confusing at times, smut, azriel wanting employee of the month, (let me know if thereโs anything else)
words: ~4.2k
It wasnโt uncommon for Azriel to be called by the High Lord at ungodly hours. His work was needed more than often at night, or over a multitude of days or weeks. Her mate's lack of a schedule meant that heโd been called from her more than once when they had been together, and sheโd been understanding, until Rhysand seemed to have taken it upon himself to interrupt all her alone time with her mate.
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โRight there, Az-,โ she gasped, fingers tightening in the silky hair under her hand and forcing a growl from the male between her legs. โOh, godsโโ
Her head tipped back against the cold marble wall, eyes closed and face turned towards the high curved ceiling above her. The vacant hallway they had found themselves in was bathing in darkness, both from the usual depressing state of the Court of Nightmares, but also from Azrielโs shadows covering them both and hiding them from the potential threat of any straggling visitors. One of said shadows slid up her leg, under the opening of her dress messily pushed over her hips, passing over the big palm sprawled firmly over the entirety of her lower back, before teasingly drawing around to her front and caressing her cleavage heaving in the neckline of her dress.
A second growl vibrated against her pulsating heat, this time sounding less pleasured and more agitated. The difference was not lost on her, even with her hips desperately grinding down on his tongue, searching for a release from the pleasure coursing through her. The hand on her lower back pulled lower, and for a blissful second she thought his irritation was sourced from her squirming, that sheโd receive a sharp slap on the flesh he was digging his fingers into and perhaps a growled warning to Stay still.ย
The thought alone had her core curling tight, breaths shortening in preparation for an orgasm โ that faded away to dust when her mate pulled away with an even angrier sound she knew wasnโt aimed at her.
โItโs Rhys.โย
The panted exclamation had her tilting her head forward with a quiet groan, eyes sliding open to find Azriel peering up at her from where he was kneeling at her feet, hazel eyes glassed over and jaw clenched tight as he communicated with the High Lord.ย
โHeโs asking for us.โ His voice came from the back of his throat, thick and strained.
She licked her lips, heart pounding in her chest and thighs still tensed in the promise of the shattering orgasm she had been seconds away from.
โRight now?โ She pointlessly asked, already knowing the answer.
โRight now.โ Azriel confirmed as he eased her leg off his shoulder, careful of her sharp heels near his wings.ย
Another quiet groan slipped past her lips, and this time she tilted her head back in exasperation, making no move to help the warm calloused hands tugging her dress down into place again.
โI hate him.โ She grumbled and watched Azriel stand, straightening in front of her.
โDonโt pout, angel,โ He tilted her chin up with a finger, giving her a soft peck before pulling away with a quietly amused expression. โIโll make it up to you later.โ
She gave him a glare without any real malice behind it, mostly to wind him up a little for later.
โYou better.โย
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He didnโt make it up to her that night. As usual, their visit in the Court of Nightmares didnโt end without trouble, and Rhysand had sent his Spymaster out on a mission before theyโd even returned to Velaris. She didnโt know the specifics of the mission, most of the time she didnโt want to know beforehand. It saved her the sleepless nights and worries about if this would be the time he didnโt make it back. With only her imagination she could pretend he was safe and sound, that Rhysand had sent him to check the water levels in the ocean or anything else without any dangers.
The only sign of his distance was the mating bond growing restless, perhaps it had also been fueled by the way heโd been taken from her, but when Azriel returned after a week, she was starving for him.
She was cleaning up in the kitchen after dinner when the mating bond tightened at the same time something familiar brushed against her leg. Looking down, she found a stray shadow coiling around her ankle, eagerly swirling up the expanse of her calf.
Dishes long forgotten, she quickly wiped her hands and hurried out to the foyer, smile widening as the sound of the door opening reached her ears. More shadows flocked her, she payed them no mind as threw herself into their masterโs awaiting arms. Azriel lifted her easily off the ground, winding her legs around his hips. His wings, as always, wrapped around them as if shielding them from the world.
She hugged him tighter and buried her face into his neck, drowning herself in his scent.
โWelcome home, my love.โ Her words were muffled against the warm skin of his neck.
His smile widened enough for her to feel it against her shoulder before he quietly breathed out, โI missed you so much, angel.โ
The plans to have him take a seat at the dining table and feed him the plate of leftovers sheโd spared for him just in case, flew out of her head the second his hand tangled in her hair and guided her mouth to his. Kissing Azriel was always mind-numbing and consuming, especially when she hadnโt seen him in a week. It left her desperately holding onto him, fingers pulling through his messily tousled hair as if she could force him even closer. She barely registered him winnowing, only the sudden tilt of her world when he fell back on their bed with her still on top of him.
Planting her knees on the mattress, she straddled his lap as her fingers danced over his leathers, unbuckling and unlacing the sleek buckles and laces. Sheโd done it countless times, could probably do it blindfolded with her hands tied if she really needed to.
Azriel sighed happily against her lips when she shedded the jacket and undershirt off him, discarding it to the bedroom floor. Her palms greedily slid over his abdomen, taking in the toned muscles honed from centuries of hard training. Another breathy sound emitted from him, this time caused by her hips circling over his lap, grinding down on the hard bulge underneath her.
โGods-, I missed you.โ He repeated as his hands palmed up her thighs, sliding under the oversized shirt that was probably one of his old ones.
โMissed you too.โ She panted, pulling back and reaching for the edge of the shirt to lift it over her head. He stopped her, hazel eyes burning wildly and lips swollen as he blinked up at her.
โLeave it on.โย
Giving a half-minded nod, she leaned forward to continue when he suddenly stilled underneath her.ย
โRhys wants my mission report.โ He pulled away to talk, words halfway muffled into the kiss.
โMhm.โ She kissed him again, reveling in the taste of him after a long week without him. This time he reciprocated fully, slow and indulging, fueled by the same longing she was feeling.
โI have to go, angel.โ He protested half-heartedly against her lips, filling his palms with handfuls of her backside.
โTell him he can wait.โ She tried to persuade him, trailing her kisses lower, down over his collarbones and to the muscular planes of his chest.
Azriel sighed wearily, hands falling from her body to the mattress with a dull thump. Pulling back, she sat up in his lap and stubbornly crossed her arms.
โYou know I canโt do that.โ He said, the smooth drawl of his voice even softer than usual, hazel eyes round and pleading.
โHow long will it take?โ She asked, having a bad feeling it wasnโt going to be a quick affair.
โA few hours.โ Azriel confirmed her suspicions, giving her an apologetic look.
With a reluctant sigh, she slid off his lap and settled into bed.
โTell Rhys I hate him.โ She drawled sarcastically when he reached for his undershirt from the floor, swiftly pulling it over his head.
โHe already knows.โ He teased, eyes glinting with quiet amusement when she rolled her eyes.ย
โGo now, shadowsinger. Iโll wait up for you.โ She hurriedly waved him off, wanting him to return quicker. Azriel chuckled, shaking his head with a smile before he left.
She tried to wait up for him, but eventually fell asleep. Half-expecting the bed to be empty she was more than happy when she woke up in the comforting warmth of her mateโs arms, his snores low against the top of her head.
The first tired rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, bathing the bedroom in a warm glow and forcing her to blink a few times to adjust her eyes to the light. Azrielโs deep breaths over her head kept steady, the sound alone made her smile. She could spend hours like this, there was nowhere she felt more safe or comfortable than in his embrace, but the nagging reminder that he hadnโt eaten anything yesterday made her mind restless.
Lifting his arm slowly, she tried to slide out of his grasp without waking him. As if wanting her to fail, the shadows that had been idly dispersed around the room took notice of her, and before she could dismiss them, dark tendrils were leisurely crawling up on the bed and reaching out to affectionately stroke her cheek.
She knew from experience it was no use to ask them to leave now, and relaxed back against their master right before his arms tightened and forced her to him again. ย
โStay.โ The blunt order sounded less commanding with his sleep-coated voice, barely more than a low rumble from the back of his throat.
โI was going to make you breakfast.โ She said, softly tracing her fingers over his arm firmly secured around her waist. His face buried in her shoulder, soft black hair tickling her cheek when he simply shook his head.
โLater.โ He gruffly replied, hand dipping under her camisole before his warm palm sprawled over her stomach.
โBut you must be hungry. Youโve probably barely eaten, and you didnโt have dinner yesterday-,โ Her worried rant was interrupted by a bite to the curve of her shoulder, words disappearing from her when his soft lips replaced his teeth and left a trail of soothing kisses over her bare skin.
โIโm fine, angel. Let me hold you for a second.โ He murmured and buried his face in her neck, hand on her stomach pulling her closer.
With her backside flush to his hips, a new sort of heat spread across her body, flaring outwards from the depths of her core. He shifted behind her, as if to get comfortable, and the heavy, hot length of him ended up nestled against her backside. Suddenly the big palm on her stomach, pinky finger casually slipped underneath the waistband of her panties, didnโt feel so casual anymore. Neither did the arm secured under her chest, warm hand firmly planted on one of her covered breasts.ย
Her body seemed to have been reminded of the pleasure it had been denied, not once but twice, in a short amount of time, nerves coming to life under his touch. But it was too selfish to shove his hand down her panties and arch her back in offering. He had been working. He needed sleep.ย
She repeated those sentences as she tried to will her burning body to calm down and keep her self-control in check to not let the overwhelming desire control her.ย
The pattern of his breaths suddenly changed.
Her brows furrowed in confusion before she realized what was happening. She tried to turn her head to glare at him, but his face firmly buried in her shoulder stopped her.
โYouโre a fucking idiot, Azriel.โ She hissed when his chest shook with another round of silent laughter.
โIโm sorry,โ Azriel chuckled, not sounding apologetic at all. His hand on her stomach slid slightly lower, ring finger dragging along the edge of her panties. โYouโre too sweet.โ
Whatever insult that had been spewing on her tongue was forgotten when he tilted his head, pressing a slow kiss to the side of her neck as one of his wings folded over them.
โWill you ever forgive me?โ He murmured, still a teasing edge to his voice even as he snuck a leg between her own, hoisting her thigh to rest on his and leaving her spread open for him.
โIโll have to-,โ Her words caught in her throat when his fingers slid her panties to the side, softly grazing her folds. She swallowed thickly to clear her throat. โThink about it.โ
Curling his fingers up to her swollen clit and rubbing lazy circles over the sensitive nub aching for attention, he hummed in acknowledgement, โMhm.โ
The circles on her clit tightened, grew slightly rougher, and she had no hope of holding back the gasped moan coming from her chest. His other hand slipped beneath the top of her camisole, rolling her perked nipple between skillful fingers. The pleasured pain shot like lightning down her spine, leaving her cunt clenching around nothing and eyes falling shut. Another open-mouthed messy kiss was placed on the side of her throat, surely leaving marks sheโd have to cover today.
โDid you touch this pretty little cunt for me while I was gone?โ Azriel husked against her skin, sounding like he already knew the answer. Which he probably did, considering he somehow always knew exactly what she had been up to when he was gone.
She shook her head, mouth parting around a soft gasp when two of the long thick digits slowly pressed inside her.
โNo?โ The pleased smirk on his face was so big it could be heard in his voice, making her body flush with warmth. โSuch a good girl, arenโt you? Waiting for me to take care of you.โ
His fingers thrusted into her in a steady pace, not with the purpose to make her come, but to ready her for something else. However with her body so high-strung, the friction of his fingers along her tightened walls had stars dancing across her eye-lids. And when they curled, pressing against that soft spot she couldnโt reach herself, a sharp gasp tumbled out of her as her body tensed, prepared to unfurl at the next touch.
โNot yet, angel,โ Azriel reprimanded, hand pulling away from between her legs and forcing a pitiful whimper from her at the loss. โYouโll only come on my cock.โย
That promise had her mind reeling and hips instinctually arching back towards him.
โPlease, Az-, I want it so bad-,โ She sounded like a wanton whore, and she felt like one too when he shifted behind her, one arm still wound tight around her frame as he pushed his underwear down his legs.
A shadow wrapped itself around her upper thigh, suspending her leg higher over his muscular thigh and exposing her fully to the otherwise empty bedroom. She reached a hand back to curl around the back of his neck as his breaths grew labored beside her ear, giving himself a few careless tugs before his cock nudged at her pulsating heat.
Right when relief was in her grasp, he suddenly stilled, forehead coming to rest heavily against her shoulder as he let out a heavy sigh.
โNo.โ The dreadful exclamation flew out of her, sensing where her mateโs attention had gone when the shadows around them hesitantly drew away, somehow taking with them all the boiling tension that had been simmering around them.
โHe has another mission for me.โ Azrielโs exhale was low.
โBut you just came back,โ she found herself complaining, even if she knew it meant absolutely nothing. Turning in his hold to slide her palms over his chest and the Illyrian markings sweeping up his neck, she filled her eyes with as much pleading as she could. โPlease, Az.โ
He sighed again, hazel eyes full of warmth as he peered down at her pouting face.
โIโll only be a few days. Itโs a follow-up from this past week.โ He explained, gently caressing her cheek with his knuckles.
โHe canโt send you away when youโve barely been home twelve hours! You need to eat too!โ She argued, voice raising when she once again remembered that he hadnโt had dinner last night.
He visibly tried to fight it, but one corner of his mouth tilted in a slanted grin. The sight of the dimple in his cheek brightened the turmoil in her head slightly.
โI promise to eat.โ He cooed, clearly amused at her worried state.
The pout on her face deepened, both at the implication that he was leaving and the sparkling mirth in her mateโs eyes.
โIโll know if you lie.โ She threatened, intertwining their hands and pressing them over her heart.
Azrielโs expression softened as he leaned forward to press a kiss to her forehead.
โIโd never lie to you, angel.โย
She was still pouting as she watched him dress, the leathered uniform black as night even in the rising sun, siphons glowing brightly when he braced a hand on the bed and leaned over to give her a sweet kiss.
โThree days.โ Azriel reminded as he pulled away.
โI love you. Be careful.โ Her heart squeezed in her chest when he gave her another one of those dimpled grins that were reserved only for her.
โI love you more.โ And with that he was gone, leaving her to plot her revenge for herself.
-
It was a carefully crafted plan. It had to be, with both Feyre and Rhysandโs ability to thread into her mind and see exactly what she had up her sleeve.ย
She proposed some girl time to Feyre, and they made plans to go around town for an afternoon. During their stroll and mindless window shopping, she guided Feyre into the boutique at the end of the promenade, the one with lush velvet curtains and sparkling chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The one with one-of-a-kind handcrafted lingerie.ย
Under the guise that she had to pick up an ordered set, she pointed Feyre to the selective pieces of soft lace and shiny silk hanging along the walls. It was an easy feat to get her into the dressing room, even easier to plant the idea in her head.
โYou know, Azriel goes crazy for these,โ She toyed with the lace colored in a particular shade of blue in her hands, watching Feyre twirl in the dressing room. The High Lady peered at her through the mirror, curiosity shining in her blue eyes. โI like to make it into a game. To tease him. Whenever I buy anything new I put on a revealing dress over, just barely showing off the edges of the bra, or the outline of the garter-belt. It usually has him on his knees in no time.โย
Curiosity morphed into something else, something rather dark and wicked. And when the corner of Feyreโs mouth itched upwards before she asked the clerk, Do you have this in any other colors? โ it was abundantly clear her plan had worked.
She smiled all the way home. Throughout her lonely dinner. When she pulled forth the ingredients to bake. As she packed the baked goods in a basket, draping the sweetness in a soft cloth.
When Feyre opened the door, cheeks slightly flushed and a silk robe carelessly tugged around her lithe body, flashes of black lace peeking out from the opening, she had to tune down the victorious grin wanting to carve her face. Sheโd timed it perfectly.
โDo you have a moment?โ She innocently inquired, raising the basket with warm pastries to bring the younger faeโs attention to it.
Perhaps it was cruel to use Feyreโs kindness like this, but she reminded herself that the High Lord the kind girl had the displeasure of being mated to was far more evil.ย
โOf course.โ Feyre smiled, a forced and rushed expression, as she opened the front door wider.ย
The High Lady and Lordโs house was as warm and inviting as always, especially with the candles lit around the living and dining room, clear evidence of a romantic evening.
Feyre walked her towards the sitting area, gesturing for her to have a seat in one of the couches as she did the same. Taking her time to place the basket on the table and make herself comfortable in the plush leather couch, she almost missed when the High Lady gracefully hid a piece of fabric that looked suspiciously close to a dress behind the decorative pillows.
โThese are my favorites.โ Feyre politely remarked, leaning forward and reaching for one of the freshly baked pastries in the basket.
โIโm glad you like them-,โ She was interrupted by a presence that seemed to be vibrating with powerful darkness.
โWhat are you doing here?โ Rhysandโs tone offered no politeness, unlike his graceful wife. His eyes narrowed in accusation when she innocently smiled up at his rigid form stood rooted in the doorway to their open living room.
โI made cardamom buns, and I remembered how much Feyre liked them last time-,โ
โYou came over now, with pastries?โ His accusatory gaze pointedly glanced out the windows, to the pitch black darkness outside.
โRhys.โ Feyre hissed quietly, catching onto the unfamiliar irritation clouding the High Lord.
โI had no one else at home to share them with.โ She answered, tilting her head to the side when Rhysand merely stared at her as if trying to force her out of his house without speaking. Centuries of friendship with the male had her knowing exactly what he was asking of her.
What do you want? His voice flooded her mind the second the dropped a portion of her mental shields.
Call Azriel back and give him a month off work.
He huffed out an unamused scoff, You had three months when you mated. You can have a day.
She fought back the urge to roll her eyes. That was centuries ago. A week without any disturbance. Thatโs my last offer.
His jaw tightened, eyes narrowing into slits.
Donโt test me, Rhys. I can show her the recipe. She threatened, filling her tone with as much conviction as she could.
Fine. One week. If heโs not back well-rested Iโm blaming you.
โWell, I should head home.โ She cleared her throat and offered Feyre a smile as the presence in her mind retreated.
The younger faeโs eyes widened, almost apologetically. โOh, you donโt have-,โ
โSounds like a great idea,โ Rhysand interrupted his wife, turning to almost point towards the front door. โIt is awfully late.โ
โIโll leave these for you two,โ She gestured to the basket of freshly baked pastries on the table as she headed out of the room, shooting Rhysand a quick smirk. โTrust me, youโll need them after youโve seen her in the red set.โ
After winnowing home, she headed to the bathroom to get ready for bed. It only took a few minutes before the door to the ensuite creaked open, Azrielโs tall statue filling the doorframe.
โWelcome home, my love.โ She smiled, running the brush in her hand over her hair.
It took him less than two strides to cross the distance between them, arms winding around her from behind before his head tilted down to press a sweet kiss to her cheek.
โWhat did you do?โ His eyes met hers through the mirror as he straightened again.
โI donโt know what you mean.โ She feigned innocence, leaning back into his embrace.
โYou had nothing to do with Rhysand telling me he wonโt be contacting me for a week?โ He tilted his head down again, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. โOr that he called me back and told me to go home to my freakishly stubborn mate?โ
โHe said that?โ A smile lifted her lips, growing further when her mate breathed out a low chuckle.
โI think he wanted to say even more. He sounded a little agitated.โย
โYou know how he is. Always in a mood.โ She teased, breaking their eye-contact to place the hairbrush in her hand back on the counter. With the movement, the opening of her robe widened and bared more of her chest.ย
The grip on her hips tightened, fingers digging into the silk of her robe as the siphons on the back of his hands flared with the same color as the lace of her lingerie now deliberately on show.
โI was thinking we could go up to the cabin, or I could ask Helion if we could spend a few days-,โ The rest of her sentence dissolved into a cut-off gasp when she was abruptly bent over at the waist, shadows quickly dampening her fall to the granite counter.ย
โOr Iโll have you right here for the rest of the week.โ Azriel stated, bluntly pushing the bottom of the robe over her arched hips.ย
โHow unexciting.โ She countered, albeit a bit breathlessly when the expensive lace adoring her backside was roughly ripped down to pool at her ankles.
Azriel laughed, a foot nudging between her own and forcing her legs apart. โGood thing we have plenty of time to make it exciting.โ
(thank you so much for the support on my first post. much love xx)
Summary: After a long hard day of work all Cas wants is a cold beer and a pretty girl.
Word Count: 1.9k
Warnings: SMUT, sexual language about women's bodies
A/N: I love a good cowboy au, and I feel like my boy Cas fits that vibe the best. I'm sorry I've been MIA, but I'm trying to get back into it I promise. Thank you all for your patience. Much love <3
Cassian takes off his hat as he walks into the bar, hair slicked back against his forehead after a long day in the sun.ย He appreciates the job Rhysโs father offers him, but he puts him through the wringer every day from sun up to sun down.
Friday nights at Ritaโs are always packed, and tonight is no exception, especially with the new addition of the mechanical bull.
Cassian only has to step up to the bar and a beer is already set in front of him. He takes a sip, letting the drink cool him from the inside out before he turns to survey the dance floor. Itโs packed with girls square dancing and some just drunkenly bumping and grinding with the person closest to them. He looks out across the floor watching the buckle bunnies saunter up to every available ranch hand they set their eyes on. Nights like these are some of his favorites, he just lets the girls flock to him so he can take his pick of the litter to get lost in for the night.ย
Thatโs when he sees you, red cowboy boots in all your glory on the back of that mechanical bull.ย ย
The bull is supposed to be impossible to stay on, he knows because he laughed about it with Rita on the first night she had it installed. Rhys, Az, and himself had spent the entire night watching people get thrown into the inflatable pit around it, laughing so hard they almost tipped their barstools.
But you were staying on the bull, and Cas is absolutely entranced. Your hips rock back and forth with the bull's motion, countering every single buck and jerk the machine used to try to throw you. You even had the balls to take one hand off the reigns and Cassian almost fell to his knees right there when you flipped yourself around and started to ride it backward. His eyes wander down to the tight denim of your cut-off shorts, your ass looks good enough for him to bite.ย
Every single eye in the bar is fixed on you because no one has ever stayed on the bull this long.ย
The machine starts to slow down, the rocking of your hips becoming more sensual as you begin to follow the beat of the country song blasting across the speakers. Everyone watches with rapt attention as the bull finally stops, before erupting into cheers that shake the very foundation of the building. You dismount, bowing with a flourish as you return to your group of friends. Most of the guys in the bar are approaching you, but Cassian is already tucking his hat back on and barreling over. Any other guy who had thought he stood a chance backed off just as quickly when Cassian sent them a glare that could level mountains.ย
He didnโt care what anyone said, he had to have you tonight, tonight you were his and his alone.ย
โThat was incredible.โ Cassian rumbles, coming up behind you, a quick wink and smile from him sends your friends fluttering across the dance floor laughing behind their hands.ย
โWell thank you,โ you drawl, red lips pulling back into a feline grin. โAnd you are?โ one of your eyebrows cocks, eyes lazily trailing up and down his form.ย
โCassian Prince,โ he tips his hat and watches as you smirk, โand can I have your name or should I just call you Beautiful?โ you laugh incredulously, before rolling your eyes. Cassianโs confidence wavers for a second, that line normally works, but he presses on. โCan I buy you a drink?โ You hum in contemplation, making a good show of tipping your head in thought.ย
โNo thanks, maybe next time Cowboy.โ You pat him on the shoulder before sauntering away from him and disappearing back into the crowd. Cassian watches those red boots walk away dumbfounded, but sulks back to his spot against the bar.ย
Cassian drinks until closing time, eyes still prowling the crowd but dissatisfied with every potential prospect. Nothing compared to the rush you gave him when you were on that bull.ย
Ritaโs is emptying, and Cas knocks back another shot of whiskey as Rita cleans the glasses for the night. On the nights he doesnโt go home with someone he usually stays to ensure she gets to her car okay even though he doesnโt think that anyone in this town would be dumb enough to try anything with Rita or the pistol she keeps strapped under the bar.ย
โHey Jackass, leave me the hell alone!โ Itโs shouted across the bar in such alarm that it raises the hairs on the back of Cassianโs neck. He moves faster than his brain can keep up with, tipsy feet carrying him to the bar's back corner. Cas finds that the distressed voice he heard belongs to you, and youโre currently facing up with a guy about twice your height, eyes locked on him with a glare that could make the devil flinch.ย
โCome on baby, I saw you on that bull,โย
The stranger is pretty big, but Cas still has a couple of inches on him.
โI think the lady said to leave her alone.โ Cassianโs voice rumbles, deep and dark like a thunderstorm. Your eyes blaze with lightning in return. The stranger turns and shoves Cassian on the shoulder, his adrenaline spikes, the song in his blood finally happy for a fight. His fist clenches and before he can blink it slams into the stranger's face. Cassian looks at you again as you freeze in shock, the stranger knocked out cold on the floor between your feet.ย
โHEY!โ Ritaโs voice screams across the bar, โEnough! Cassian get cleaned up, Iโll handle this.โ She waves a disgusted hand at the man collapsed on the ground and you silently grab Casโs hand to lead him into the barโs tiny bathroom.ย
The two of you share the space across the sink, you run his hand under cold water before gently dabbing at the broken skin of his knuckles with a paper towel.ย
โYou know,โ you start, a teasing lilt to your voice โno oneโs ever punched a guy out for me before.โย
โItโs not gentlemanly to disrespect womenโ Cassian rumbles eyes watching the way your hands curl around the callous skin of his palm. Maybe itโs the leftover adrenaline from the punch he threw, but the only thing he can think of is that your skin is so soft, hands unburdened by the roughness of labor. You lift your head and Cas can feel the ghost of your exhale skate across his lips. He doesnโt know who leans in first, but your lips taste like the limes and salt used for tequila shots.ย
He tries his best to chase the hidden burn as your tongue traces over the seam of his lips.ย
Youโre surprisingly dominant in the way your tongue traces over his with a sensuality Cassian thinks runs in your blood. Cas lets himself be pulled in like a ship out in the ocean, flowing and bellowing with the tide that is your kiss.
Those damned hands start undoing the buttons on his flannel, but he doesnโt let you get too far. โWe should get out of here,โ he heaves, your chests rising and falling to the same beat, he leads you with a hand to the small of your back out of the bar over to his truck. Cassian opens the door to the driver's side and lifts you onto the seat before his mouth meets yours again.ย
Your hands feel like wildfire as they trace down the hard muscles of his back, and his trail lightning strikes down the curve of your thighs.ย
Your fingers find the buttons of his shirt again, and Cassian can feel himself getting harder every time one gets undone. His flannel drifts down to the asphalt that covers the parking lot and your hands against his bare chest might be the closest thing to heaven heโll ever get.
His lips bite dark marks into the curve of your neck, and the moan you release bounces off the curve of the windshield and comes back to rattle his bones.
Your hands try to find Casโs hair but they run into the wide brim of his hat. Your red lipstick is smeared but smile no less wild as you take off his hat and place it onto your head, as triumphant as a queen with a crown.ย
โDo you know what that means?โ the low timbre of Cassianโs voice sounds more animal than human, his pupils blown wide as his eyes try to swallow you whole. With a laugh, you tip his hat at him and Cas drops to his knees this time. He makes quick work of the belt holding your shorts up, popping the buckle, and sliding the denim down your legs until they hit the concrete below the truck with a metallic thud. He devours you quickly, wasting no time to delve his tongue between your thighs. Your head tosses back with a moan as you begin to grind against his face with the same ferocity that you used to ride the bull earlier. Cassian slips a finger inside of you and lets out a loud groan at the feeling of you clenching around him, he can barely wait to get inside you. You finally release with a broken cry and collapse against his truck's old leather bench seat. You sit up on your elbows, chest heaving up and down with hungry eyes, and Cassian claims your mouth again. Large broad hands drag up your jaw and into your hair, scraping with such delight you almost purr like a cat. Your hands practically rip his belt open, his hips bucking into your hand when you rub hard against his length.
Eagerly, you pull Cas into the truck after you and he barely manages to pull the door shut behind you. He kisses his way down your body, worshiping every inch and curve he finds before making his way back up. Lining himself up he pushes himself into you. Your hands claw down his back with a wild ferocity and Cassian loves the bite your fingernails leave. He gives you a few minutes to adjust to him, but when you start squirming underneath him and running your tongue along the shell of his ear, he snaps.
He fucks into you with pure abandon, white-hot pleasure shooting between the both of you like a live wire. However, youโlike everything else youโve done tonight, continue to surprise him. You flip Cas over in the seats and ride him until his eyes almost roll back into his head.
He never wants to leave this truck, the efforts of your passions fogging up the windows. You tumble over the edge walls squeezing him in a vice grip, and heโs almost embarrassed by it, but with a broken whimper, Cassian manages to lift you off of him and finish all over your stomach. You collapse against his chest, leaving red trailed kisses along the length of his jugular. After recovering, you retrieve your shorts from the ground, pulling them back up your thighs Cas watches with his eyes half-lidded in orgasmic bliss. He tracks the movement of your finger as you wipe away the smeared lipstick from the corners of your mouth.ย
โIโll see you around cowboy.โ Your sultry voice echoes out, reigniting the problem in Cassianโs pants when you swing the door to his truck shut and he watches your hips sway as you walk to your own car.ย
Cassian has to sit in his truck for another fifteen minutes to recover and its when he runs his hands through his tousled hair that he realizes one thing.ย
Tagging @tivosstuff @meefy @wri0thesley and anyone that wants to do it & hasn't been tagged yet because tumblr doesn't want to make names pop up and my brain is fried tonight
aah thank you for the tag!!! born in the wrong universe . . . hmm! tagging: @hazgojo @abbacchiosbelt @nanamimizz @magicalbats and anyone else who also may want to do it, tagging makes me nervous lest everyone secretly hate me!!!
Thanks for tagging me, Nat! I could never secretly hate you btw. lol I would go to war for you any day at any moment if only youโd just ask me to. ๐ซถ
As it turns out though Iโm not much better at tagging people, haha. Omg let me see. @meaningofaeons @rabbbitseason @vasiktomis @chickenparm @softyswork uhhhh and anyone else who wants to do it! I always love seeing everyoneโs picrews! ๐ฅบโค๏ธ
Hellooooo!! I hope this finds you all well!!! I am here to tell you some both sad and happy news.
Sadly, I will be removing Midnight Muse from both tumblr and ao3 on July 31st ๐ญ BUT it's only because Midnight Muse is officially becoming a book!! ๐
I've updated the plot and characters (obviously) and have worked really really hard on this for the past few months and am so excited to finally share this!!
I want you all to be the first to know this exciting news! I am publishing it under a pseudonymโLanie Techโbut I assure you it really is still me ๐ฅฐ The official release date is September 1st, 2024, but you can pre-order it here as an ebook if you'd like! (Apparently I can offer preorders for paperback thru Amazon which I just found out 2 minutes ago and am sad about but oh well :/)
If you want to follow/join me on this exciting new journey, you can follow me on instagram, tiktok, goodreads, or check out my website, and keep your eyes peeled for ARC forms and other Midnight Muse updates!!
If you've made it this far, hi! I want to thank each and every single one of you for the support you've given me over the years. This is for all of us!!! And no, I won't be quitting tumblr, I don't ever think I could. And I'm still in love with Azriel so I won't stop writing for our boy ๐๐ I love you all so much ๐๐๐
