Part two of 'Cold'. Can be read as a stand alone. đ€đ
Mine.
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Together.
Last part of 'Cold'. đđ
Dain
Smile.
Dain x f!reader.đđ
Neglect.
Dain x m!reader.đ€đ
Concurred.
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Ridoc
Refusal.
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Rough.
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Red.
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Robbed.
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Guys before you all started reading any one of the list that has a series. Please listen, I have ADHD so I'm not sure when they will be posted since I can't work with a schedule.
Hey guys since my exams are happening, I'll write these from like 15th April. Thank you for waiting.
So I'm in the mood for some smut. The sweet kind. And some insane shitâlike face ridingâsince I am obsessed with that kind of stuff, honestly I couldn't find any for Xadenâdon't know whyâI thought it was something that needed to be fixed. Soooo... I'm my target audience. Enjoy!!!
P. S: because of some issues with tumblr, this was posted before I got to properly finish the writing. I would recommend you not reading this before its done and I remove this little message.
Love you!
Summary: so I wanted to write a scene where Xaden comes home after a few weeks and as the new Duke he had a lot of paperwork to do. But the only thing that was roaming your mind was how good his body could feel against yours.
Pairing: Duke Xaden Riorson x f!reader and he isn't a venin, I refuse to believe that even happened.
Word count: who knows đ€·ââ but this shit is loooooooonnnngggg.
What you'll get: porn with plot, sweet aftercare, cream pie, c-f-p-l, p-i-v, mention of every cuss words, nicknames(everything that can give you a minor heart attack), this can be disturbing to some, and for that I apologize. Minors if you do read this, hope you would like it(we all had that phase). There can be some spelling mistakes, try to ignore those.
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Once again it is that time of the month again. Well not that time. You are not on your period. Well maybe it would have been better if you were on your period, then you would have wanted to kill anyone who breathed the wrong way. Not fucking wanting to breed them like an animal in heat. Yes, ovulation is the worst.
So much so that you feel like you should be locked away from society during this week of the month. Your dragon Tairn is being an assailed about it. Of course he is because he doesn't get it. Mind you this is the same dragon that drags you to the front lines of every battle, acts like a dad all the time and even sometimes comforts you.
But the thing that is making you feel worse is that your boyfriend isn't here. Now any normal boyfriend would have stayed home and fuck the brains out of their girlfriend's mind. But you boyfriend Xaden Riorson is somewhere in the sky on a mission or something. You can't even tell when he'll get back. This tiny detail makes everything even worse.
Thankfully he came home fast because it has almost been two weeks since he was gone. Now, you do understand that your boyfriend is busy with everything going on in his life. The patrols and missions, God forsaken paperwork after he regained his title as the Duke of Tyrendore again. And now that fucking paperwork is holding him hostage again.
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Your pov.
I have been wet since this morning. Not only wet but soaked.
This morning Xaden came back home. I was there to greet him because Tairn notified me of his return. The moment I saw him I ran straight to his arms and wrapped myself around him in a tight hug, clinging to him like the koala I had became for him.
The way his hands wrapped around my waist as he held me close and buried his face in my neck, hot breaths heavy on my pulse point.
For some reason he didn't notice, maybe he did but ignored it. I thought he was too exhausted so I decided to let go of the hug and let him get freshened up. Honestly speaking, I kept staring at him, his arms and fingers.. those muscular biceps and thighsâ get a grip girl!
And yeah that's exactly what it took for me to get wet.
I left him to it and went to the second bathroom in the house to have a cold shower, in the middle of winter. Because I need it in order not to jump his bones.
That didn't fucking help.
So now I'm here, outside of his office, standing there like a little creep instead of just knocking and getting in.
What's wrong with me today? I'd like to fucking know honestly.
I stand there just contemplating whether I should knock or not and them suddenly like the door was in a horror movie it slowly opened with drama, thanks to a shadow tendril.
My gaze crashed with Xaden's, the heat in his eyes almost made my knees buckle.
"Hi." I said like a ducking idiot. Really 'Hi'? That's the first thing that came to your mind girl?
I took a step in his office, eventually walking in. I heard the door close behind me, the soft sound almost making me shiver. Wow can't act normal for a second, can you?
I saw the slow curve of his lips he tried to hideâfucking hot. "Hi." he said back and that little edge in his deep tired voice was soooooo good.
I made my way towards himâAnd because I have to touch himâI wrapped my arms around his neck from behind while he was still sitting on his desk chair.
He leaned back into my touch as if it was as natural as breathing to him now. That made something in my heart clench and warm at the same time. He trusts me enough to be this comfortable with me.
I glanced at the table stacked with the week's paperwork me missed because of the mission.
"I couldn't welcome you home properly today."
I mumbled against the crook of his neck, taking his sent inâthe very thing I've been deprived of all week. And it does absolutely nothing to calm my body down like it usually does.
To my words he just chuckled softly, as if I just told him a joke.
"I'm pretty sure that welcome hug was enough of a greeting for the time."
He said turning his head to the side and kissing my cheekâwhich would have been better if it were on my lips but I'll take what I can get.
"How are you feeling?" I asked, thumb rubbing the spot on his neck where I can feel his pulse.
"Mostly tired." he replies, relishing in my touch. So goddamned adorable.
That's right... He just came home after a whole week. What am I doing? Of course he's tired and busy. I should not try to seduce him or tire him more.
"Had dinner yet?" I questioned, pressing soft kisses on his sharp jaw.
"No, didn't have time for it. Iâ"
"What? You haven't eat anything since you arrived?" I asked, cutting him off. "Don't tell me you didn't even get out of this office."
"I haven't?" He says that as if he is rather asking a question. Meaning he totally didn't do anything aside from paperwork.
I know that my body demands something. But I'll rather slit my throat then let him stay this long without food in my watch.
"Dinner table. Now." I command, voice no longer soft.
He flinched the slightest at my tone, I know I'm coming out as bossy to him right now. But I say, fuck the paperwork. My man is more important.
"I had snacks and the refreshments you sent meâ" he tries to argue.
He didn't have anything rather then two apples and a few refreshments all day?
"Kitchen." I cut him off again, my voice leaving no room for further argument.
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When I finally dragged him to kitchen, I made him sat down on a chair and cooked some thing for him.
I could feel his eyes on me, roaming all over my body, making my body go in hyper-aware mode. God's kill me, he's doing that on purpose.
"You're starting." I commented.
"Kinda hard not to."
he replies backâhe's doing that thing with his voice the thing that makes my heart flutter and knees almost give out. I can't really explain how.
He continues "Have I ever told you how hot you look when you take matters into your own hands?"
"Flirting won't get you out of this situation, Riorson." I said back, trying to sound stern.
"Hot" he mumbled, making damn sure I heard him.
That cocky bastard.
"Soo.. I was thinking, how about..." I trails off as his hands wrap around my waist, then he continued again ".. I have you for dinner instead tonight.."
Do not fall for it. I repeat, do NOT fall for his tricks.
"Tempting. I'll tell you my answer later."
"For fuck's sake."
He murmured softly against my ear and,
that's the only warning I get from him before he turns me around to face him a lifts me onto the counter.
It all happened so fast I didn't even realize it at first. But when I did I gasped out loud.
People can walk in on is at any given moment. It cannot be either Brennan looking for a snack or any cadet in general.
"Xaden Riorson we are in a kitchen!" I whisper yelled, trying to push him away.
For someone who is trying to protest, I surely don't push him away hard enough. And the heat in between my legs just intensify.
"And my name is Xaden Riorson." He says smugly at my weak push and even weaker of a protest.
He starts to kiss down my chin, neck and collarbone. I couldn't do anything else then to grab his shoulders.
It's the hormones.... Yes. It's definitely the hormones making me this crazy.
Like I'm already not crazy about him enough. And I am left there unable to protest and praying to everything holly that I don't make any loud noises.
I swear to God my lungs almost forgot to work when his one hand made its way down my stomach.
"Xaden!" I try to whisper yell again but this time it only sounded more like a plea for sure.
"Yes, Trouble?" I whispers with such a boyish smile, his hands and mouth both speak a very diffirent language.
"We c-can go to our b-bedroom.." I tried to keep my breathing steady, I really did. But my voice stammered.
"Nah, you told me I can't sleep on an empty stomach. And I don't know about you but my dinner is right here."
So Imagine what kind of an out of body experience I had when his fingers finally brushed over my clit over my panties.
Hey guys hope you enjoyed it! Have a nice day/night/evening/noon/afternoon y'all!
AUTHORS NOTE: I'm not sure if I shared this with you guys on my previous Az blog, but I found it in my drafts and thought I'd (re)share while I await of inspiration to strike me again...
SUMMARY: Escaping to Day Court during the mating frenzy, Azriel can't get enough of you, and you want something tangible to hold the memory of his hunger.
WARNINGS: swearing, dirty talk, oral (female receiving), fingering, food play (sorta?), use of an enchanted camera ;)
PAIRING: Azriel x Reader
WORD COUNT: 2.3k
MASTERLIST
You've got the recording device on him the second he walks in with the platter of sliced watermelons.
It's your third day in the vacation home on the outskirts of Day Court and you're yet to actually leave the beach house.
Azriel has a cheeky kick to his step and you watch him get closer through the screen, jaw moving as he chews on a slice of watermelon.
You're in bed still, completely bare beneath the silky white sheets and Azriel's got a mixed array of clothing on that he grabbed quickly after announcing his craving for something sweet.Â
You're both sure you're still a little drunk from last night when Azriel sways over and you let out a giddy giggle and kick the thin sheet off your heated body.
Azriel doesn't try to act coy, and neither do his shadows as they skitter across your supple flesh. Az tilts his head to get a better view of you and your thighs knock together in a rush of arousal.Â
"I'm not so sure it's the watermelon that I want now," he rasps.Â
You're too fucked to have a blush on your cheeks or seem bashful. The cameraâa birthday gift from many years ago when Azriel had ventured to another realmâis still aimed at his face and he knows you've caught what he just said on tape.
Azriel sets the plate on the nightstand and lays beside you. His knees bend by your head and he props himself up by an elbow beside your hip.
A hip that's still gently bruised by his ministrations the night before.
He struggles to hide his pride at the sight as he takes a bite out of the sliced fruit, gazing at you through lidded eyes. It's not lost on you what he's doing, how he's playing up ever so casually for the camera.
You bite back the urge to clench your thighs together. You don't need to check to know you're soaked between your foldsâyou can feel it threatening to spill through your swollen lips and dribble down your thighs.Â
Azriel's still got a mouthful of food in his mouth and you zoom in through the old camera, in complete awe of the male you get to call your mate.
You choose to watch him through the lense instead, basking in the glow and sheer beauty he radiates from the grainy screen and Azriel stills at the scent of your growing arousal.
The doors and windows of the summer house are open, leading down to the sandy beach and the gentle gusts of wind are smoothly breezing through the sheer net curtains. You can faintly hear the whistles of the birds and the sounds of the waves crashing just a few meters away.
It's when Azriel takes another bite that a bit of juice dribbles from his chin and splatters across your rounded hip. The coolness of it causes you to flinch slightly and he doesn't miss the way your thighs clench shut in eager desperation.Â
It only encourages his wicked grin and he's leaning down to lick a broad swipe across the sticky skin. His tongue is cold on your flesh and his nose meets the dip between the apex of your thighs. He can't help but take a heavy inhale and his eyes flutter closed in pure ecstasy.Â
The camera has migrated with his movement and Azriel rests the half eaten slice of watermelon upon your heat, those hazel eyes darkening as his smirk tugs on the corners of his lips.
You're shuddering as you try to keep the shot steady but you know your camerawork is atrocious. Not that it matters, it's only for you and Azriel to see.
Az waves his shadows away, wanting nothing more than to see your body whither beneath him. He shuffles as he spreads your thighs until he's laying between them and the watermelon slice has slipped just perfectly to cover your sweetest spot.Â
You inhale shakily, your warm skin prickling with goosebumps in anticipation and carnal desire. The mating frenzy was heightening your needs tenfold.
"Let's make a dirty movie," he mumbles against your skin.
Az noses across the smooth skin of your inner thighs and you struggle to keep your eyes open, trying not to combust and drop the camera. You're nodding breathlessly as he shuffles closer, smearing open-mouthed kisses until he reaches your core.Â
He lets his tongue flick across the fruit lazily and he knows you can see it from where you sit up on your elbows.
"Az, come on," you breathlessly plead; trying to roll your hips up to meet his face but he keeps them in place with two arms wrapping around your thighs.
"I just want a little taste," he hums under his breath, biting a calculated chunk from the fruit and its juices mix with the pool that dribbles from your cunt.
Azriel's eyes are fluttering closed again, head rolling at the faint taste of you on his tongue. The fruit is too overpowering and Azriel decides he doesn't like the watered-down taste of you. He wants it right from the source.Â
"Need something sweeter," he drawls in a low sing-song murmur, nosing at the fruit slice until it's out of his way and all he can see is your pulsing cunt.
You shudder as his breath hits your core, hips buck under his hold involuntarily. Azriel greedily basks in your need. It's slightly sadistic, how much he gets off on watching you keen and beg, the smell of your desperation.
His tongue licks a broad stripe between your folds and is immediately flooded with arousal. His filthy hum of approval sends shockwaves through your body.
"I canât get enough of you," he grunts out in appreciation. "Canât get enough of how you taste." His chin glistens as he forces himself closer to you.Â
Azriel's mouth smears across every inch of you, licking and sucking at everything he can. You keen into it, head thrown back. There's nothing methodical about it, the only time Azriel truly lets his inhibitions go.
It's messy and sloppyâalways is when he tastes you. It's nothing but pure, animalistic desire, like he can't dare miss a single drop of you.
"So good, baby, oh Gods," you're praising him, keeping the shaking camera on him.
From the viewer, you can see just how eager and desperate he is. His face is close-up and his chin and cheeks are glistening in your excitement. His eyes are fucked, pupils blown in mania, like he's on a massive high and can't quite come down.Â
Those magnificent wings spread wide on his back, blocking out the light that seeps through the drapes, cocooning you both in a pocket of darkness.Â
You consider this to be the most orgasmic thing you've ever seen.
"Baby, youâre dripping down your thighs." His muffled acknowledgement sends a rush of heat to your cheeks but it's not from embarrassment, never could be when he's eating you so fucking good.Â
Azriel tries to lap up everything you have to offer, completely emerging himself in you and he's staring up and past the camera. His eyes are focused on your face, like he's waiting for you to look at him and he won't falter his gaze until you do.
You know the deal. How he loves to keep eye contact especially in these filthy moments. You feel his burning gaze on your warm face and raise to your elbows again to get a good look.Â
His hazel irises are glazed over with lust and need, almost eaten whole by his blown pupils. His lips are swollen and his entire face from his nose down is shining in the evidence of your arousal.
You hear the sheets ruffling before you really catch on and then you feel a scarred finger probe at your fluttering entrance.
He teases a little, swirling and coating it in your wetness before he gently pushes forward and coaxes you with filthy praises of encouragement.
"Tight little cunt, baby. Gods, look at you... dirty fucking girl. My dirty girl." Your back arches in complete bliss but he doesn't let his finger stay long before he's pulling out and raises the hand to reach for your lips.
You open your mouth straight away, tongue flaccid against your bottom lip and you welcome his digit with a watering mouth as your lips close around it.
You hum against him, tongue swirling against the textured scars that mark his skin. Azriel groans at the sheer filth of your actions, the way you lick him clean of yourself. He lets you keep his finger in your mouth while he suckles eagerly on your clit.Â
He can feel you start to tremble around him but he knows you need more. As much your thighs are shaking and your chest is heaving, he knows you need a little push to really get you to that edge. With his spare hand, he unhooks his arm from around your thigh and brings it between your spread legs.Â
The lack of strength pinning you to the mattress allows you to thrash and squirm when he presses two thick fingers in your weeping cunt and begins to curl them. Azriel's humming and grunting into your heat, fingers scissoring and curling in quick succession and you lose control over the camera.Â
It topples to the bed until your thighs jerk and your knee knocks it to the floor.
"Fuck, I'm coming, Azriel! Fuck, oh Gods, just like that!" Your begs are muffled around his fingers, desperate to cum all over his mouth and he grants your wishes.Â
"Cum for me, baby," he coaxes against your swollen nub and you shudder, letting go as you feel the coil tighten before it snaps and you're coming hard and fast.Â
You can't tell left from right, night from day. You're reduced to a blubbering mess as your cunt grips tight on his fingers and he moves his hand away from your mouth to hold your thighs.
You try to thrash away from him with loud cries and frantic breaths but Azriel doesn't move. You beg him to stop, crying that it's too much but he's fucking infatuated with the sweetness of you.Â
"Az, please. I can't," you pant out, fingers yanking on his hair until you manage to pull his face away from your oversensitive heat.
His eyes are almost black when he looks back up at you, refusing to remove his thick fingers. Your heart rate spikes, your chest aches at the territorial pull that tugs on the bond.
The sight of him has you losing any ounce of composure you had began to regain. His cheeks are flushed, his lips plump and his chin is dripping with your release.
It's a sight that only fucks you more, one that sends your body into shock and somehow has another wave of pleasure roll through your soul. You're too fucked to notice Azriel pick up the camera from the floor and this time, direct it to you.Â
He's staring through the lense as the grainy filter is painted over your blissful body. Your full breasts flatten on your chest as you collapse on your back and he introduces the camera to your dripping cunt.
Azriel gets as close as he can, fingers still stuffed in your entrance as he pulls them out and spreads them open.
There's thick strings of release that connect the two scarred digits as he pulls them apart and with a painfully hard cock in his pants, he leans over to you. Your tongue licks a stripe between the two parted fingers, breaking that string of arousal.
Nothing is said as he hands you the camera and you face it back to him. He's stuffing his fingers between his swollen lips as he licks them clean, grinning around his digits while he stares down the camera lense.
A slightly giddy laugh slips past your lips, one that goes right to Az's cock. He crawls up your body until you're forced to move your arm to extend the camera so you're both in view.
His nose presses against yours, tongue licking a stripe from the bottom of your bottom lip to the tip of your nose and your own tongue tries to chase his hungrily.
"My favourite taste in the whole fucking world," he gushes, parted lips smearing against yours and you lick into his mouth.Â
You kiss him like your life depends on it, soaking in the taste of him that's mixed with the taste of yourself. His scent envelops you, both comforting and demanding.
With as much strength as you can muster, you break from his lips and shuffle your positions so you're straddling his middle. Azriel looks completely fucked out beneath you, those strong wings flared and pinned to the mattress.
The camera is still in his face as you let him take it from your hands again and he flips it to get the best fucking view he's ever seen.Â
He records you shimmying down his body with sex-crazed eyes and your bottom lip taut between your teeth. When you settle between his thighs, your hands unbutton his brown pants and you finally gaze back up at him through thick lashes.
Azriel's golden chest heaves, the divots of muscles on his abdomen flexing and contorting with every shuddered breath. Those eyes track your every movement, like a predator watching his prey.
Your lips curl at the edges, a sinful glint that glosses your gaze. You free his aching cock from his pants, allow yourself one moment to admire his length before flitting your gaze back to him.
"Now let me get a taste of mine."
A/N: okay you might not have enjoyed it but I lowkey find this concept SO sexy. This was originally a HS fic back in the day and I rewrote it to fit Azriel a while back, not sure if I shared this when I was rhysazriel but either way, it's back lol!!
Thank you for reading, and if you enjoyed it, please consider giving it a like and reblog so others can read it too! đ€
Serial killer!Simon x fem!reader [ 18+]violence, gore themes, sexual themes, possesive!ghost, blood.
Simon gets a call from sleepy!gf while he's at work.
Simon comes home to you, with bruised knuckles and a heavy smug grin.
Simon loves you but he has his own secrets, like the man in the basement.
Bet it does [ 18+] [ Overstimulation]
Take a look at my gf trend with Simon [ 18+]
Sleeping beauty [ 18 + ] Somnophilia
Biker! Simon x wife!reader having riding lessons [ 18+ ]
Simon Riley and how I met your mother [ 18+]
Simon discovers Mrs.Riley's choking kink [18+]
Shower sex with Simon[18+]
Simon upgrading from audios to video [ 18+ ]
Mrs. Riley is such a tease in her red dress, Simon teaches a lesson [ 18+ ]
Brother's best friend! Simon x f! reader [ 18+] one para â pinked
Giving Simon handjob [ 18+]
Stay with me [ 18+ ] [implied safeword uses ]
Simon who says no attachment... until you're sick [ Suggestive themes so 18+ ??? ]
Sadist!Simon uses vibrator on you [ 18+]
Simon fixing car, Missus is no help
[18+]
Simon and reader suck at roleplay [18+]
Simon gets hard when you say his name
Simon loves you giving him a show but...
Simon and brat reader
Kinktober: lactation, semi public
Fluff/mild angst
Miserable! Simon Riley meets sweet! Missus
Clingy! Simon Riley wants your attention
Shy! Simon Riley meets pretty! missus.
Period rambling: Simon being best bf
Simon who takes care of himself for you
Simon doesn't give a fuck but for you, he's a mother hen
Simon who can't say no to you
Simon being Sweetheart and Mrs. Riley being drunk in love( crack drabble <3 )
Simon who doesn't want a relationship but for you he might try
Grim Reaper! Simon Riley x f! Reader
Drabble 1: Simon wants attention
Drabble 2: Who's the clingy one ?
Period rambling again: soft! Simon
Simon who lives alone, reader who wouldn't leave him alone ://
Omega!reader makes a nest
Driving Simon crazy by saying his name[18+]
First kiss with Simon ft. Asshole ex
Simon who wants only you [ suggested themes ]
Sarcastic Simon x nurse!reader
Good night thought: best moment of his life
Simon who blushes
Oblivious! Simon and oblivious! Reader
Retired! Simon and neighbour! Reader
Non English! Reader and Simon (âżâ )
Reversed trope: possessive reader
Simon with acne
Simon is not his father
Simon's mate crashes in ft. Soap [ghoap x u ]
Reader sending a text to Simon :)
Simon keeping up with your silly
Reader teases Simon for fun but he's not up for games
Simon brings a bird back home to take care of her
Drunk Simon says soft words to you
Simon talks to you when he's stressed<3
Simon shows his massive gun ft. autistim
Falling asleep on his shoulder
Simon acts like he's not smitten ( he is )
Omega!reader begging Simon's knot
Simon doesn't do girlfriend ( he does wife )
Simon loves you like his father should've loved his mama
Simon only had to say, stay instead...
Fuckboy!Simon x nerdy!reader drabble
Fuckboy! Simon loves getting a reaction out of his shy, nerdy roommate.
Shy Simon no longer shy
Simon has a crush, and wants you to help
Sharp edges become soft, summer morning
Fake dating turned real
Undercover mission with Simon [ fake dating, forced proximity] might become a longer piece on ao3
Simon wouldn't marry someone in mold of his mother
Reader who likes cuddling and Simon who's extreme in it
Simon not having full access to food during childhood
Simon not being funny to others, but you're cracking up at his joke
Military Tradition to get your package
Prompt Alien Simon x human reader
Girl Dad! Simon: Getting asked how he met you
Girl Dad! Simon: little one can't get marry because...
Assasin au: Reader gets a visitor, Simon has a question, very imp one
Actor au: Simon disguise as ghost fails, you recognise him
Simon decides to grow his hair for hairdresser! Reader
Back to town Au: Simon meets reader again
Reader has never touched abs before
Simon didn't hear your first words to him
Soap and water: love
Short reader
Reader who sleeps weirdly (sleep insecurity)
Roomate reader is FLUSTERED
Ficlet: Girlfriend word
Daddy to reader's plushies (nsfw)
How task force reacts to reader on sex pollen
How task force reacts to silence treatment
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