Dropping the latest Sketch-a-Wish voted on by my lovely Patreons for July!
Fourth Wing (by @rebeccayarros) making a quick reappearance as we reset our author list for Sketch-a-Wish! This time featuring a sparring scene between Violet and Xaden as the former snatches daggers away from the latter.
This was such an odd perspective angle to tackle, I was chastising Past-Rosie for considering this a good idea throughout the entire process. But we got to the end!
This piece is licensed and available as a print preorder in my shop via my bio link. ✨🧡
Plot: Brash Fire Wielding Y/N decides to make a mockery of Cool Ice Wielding Ridoc when he makes a statement about his abilities in the bedroom. And he knows she deserves punishment.
Warnings: spanking, punishment, p in v, blowjob etc, 18+ Minors DNI
You were with Violet, Sawyer and Ridoc chilling outside when a voice interrupts from behind you. “Could you keep it down?” A brown-haired third year says directing a glare towards Sawyer.
“Turn it back around—” Ridoc starts, then pauses to appreciate the flier, your eyes roll knowing what's coming from the rider as you groan and move back closer to Violet. “Well, hello Cygnisen. Have you been properly welcomed to Basgiath yet?” a smile elicits on his face one that tells you he wouldn't be alone tonight if he could help it.
The flier scoffs. “I don’t do second-years.” Your head perks up in amusement, Ridoc was handsome everyone is Basgaith would admit that and therefore it wasn't normally hard for his flirting nature to work on most women and even some of the men.
“Good thing I fuck like a third.” Ridoc grins. “Plus, I’m on quest squad, which gives me an additional boost of desirability.” he answers and before the flier can leave you burst out laughing.
"Oh my gosh, you are so full of yourself. You gotta be compensating for something, no wonder you dont see any returning customers" you laugh making the third year turn away with a laugh of her own before leaving.
"I hope you know that you just lost a man not only his dignity but also his bed being warm for the night" he groans, a pout coming on his face as he glares over at you.
"You know if you just ask i can make your bed warm, signet and all" you grin a flame protruding in your hand as you raise it up showing him making his tanned skin blush slightly at your words.
Ridoc remains quieter for the rest of the day, only really speaking when spoken too. Everyone could tell that what you'd said had riled him up a little bit.
"Meet me after dinner" he says as he passes you in the canteen, your head whipping round watching him walk away off from all your friends who just shrug and continue eating their food.
You'd delayed as much time as possible you went to see your dragon, a red swordtail dragon that you'd argued with as you'd found her when everyone was choosing Dragon's. Now you were think as thieves and as passionate about one another as each other. You'd die for each other and you had this strange bond, both of a fiery nature.
But eventually even your dragon coaxed you into seeing Ridoc, Caitir had always had a softer spot for Ridoc than the rest of the riders you were friends with, as well as his dragon Aotrom. Whenever you visited her in the vale she seemed to be with him or on her way to going to see him.
You nervously knock on his door, waiting for him to open it. He does, his floppy brown hair falling over his forehead nealry into his brown foxy eyes.
"You wanted to see me?" you ask and he nods, opening the door a little wider as an invitation for you to come in.
"Mmmmm, yes" he nods, and you take that as your final sign to enter the room. His room looked just as you expected, a few clothes left around in random places where he'd just taken it off and thrown it somewhere random before getting into bed and all his little nicknacks lined up along the wooden desk that had a notebook with all of his books along the shelving.
"What did you want from me?" you ask him, taking a seat on his bed after folding one of his tops that would have been in your way and placing it on the chair next to his bed.
"Aotrom's been telling me him and Caitir are getting along" he says and you eyes widen, surprised this was the topic of conversation.
"Yes, i see them in the vale together a lot" you tell him, watching he he takes a seat next to you on the bed, his jaw sharp and almost gritted.
"They've been talking about becoming more, and you know what that would mean for us, we'd become like Xaden and Violet. Unable to keep our hands from each other, linked with one another through our dragons bond" he grins and you look at him seriously. Caitir hadnt said anything but the feeling you'd gotten from her down the bond were different from those of when you'd first met her.
"That doesn't mean anything Xaden and Violet have that whole like soulmate shit around them, we don't" you say, a glare leaving your face as you turn to look at him. You try to suppress the shock on your face when you see he looks almost, sad or put off.
"Don't do this to me, not when you knew how i felt about you in the beginning" you complain standing up about to leave.
Back when you'd first walked across the parapet you'd been just behind Ridoc and you'd had a crush on him from day one. His cheeky nature and the way he always knew how to make you smile. When you'd asked to be more he'd denied you and you distanced yourself from everyone including your Dragon. You only really started talking to them again during the rebellion where you had to watch him flirt with every woman in Basgaith and take them back to his room for a night together.
"Do what?" he asks standing up and stepping closer to you.
"Stop" you say, and he can tell he's made you mad the fire swirling in your eyes. He takes a step closer only for you to take a step back. You move back with everystep until he's got your back against the wall.
"Come on, it's always been you" he smiles soflty and your knees could have buckled at how sweet he sounded but there was something wicked in the back of your mind telling you to push him off, be mad at him, but you just couldn't.
"Please" you breathe out.
"Please what" he asks, pushing a piece of your hair behind your ear.
"Don't do this if it doesn't mean something to you" you say looking up and him and he nods before cupping both hands on either of your cheeks pulling you in while cocking his head down and capturing your soft lips into a kiss.
His nose brushes against yours and you feel his tongue run across your lips trying to find a way in.
"Fuck i always think about this moment" he moans into your mouth and you eyes shoot open.
"But i think i need to punish you for embarrassing me earlier. The only reoccurring vistor i want is you. And i do fuck like a third year, maybe i should show you" he says and before you can say anything he's lifting you up, one hand against the wall and one hand under you holding your thigh so it wrapped around his waist.
"You arent to make any comments like that again, okay?" he asks and grin before rocking your hips forward.
"Prove it then"
"Prove what" he asks, cocking his head to the side. You lean forward so your close to his ears, nibbling at the edge making him sigh.
"That you can fuck like a third year" you smile at what you've said. You'd come to terms with the fact that Ridoc didn't want you, but maybe he had and he just hadn't know how to tell you. But right now in this moment he was yours and you didn't really care.
He takes you back to the bed, laying you down on your stomach across his lap before pulling your fighting leathers downfully off your legs now only in your lacy underwear.
He makes a few rubs across your plump skin before a testing smack sounds through the room and you lurch forward with a cry.
"What the fuck" you ask, trying to push yourself up.
"I said you needed to be punished for earlier. Now be a good girl and take your punishment like i know you can" he says and you can feel your whole body warm at what he's said. He continues, getting you to count out until he's tapped your ass 10 times a moan coming out on a few of them from you.
"Being so good for me" he says before rubbing the redness that had appeared in a handprint style on your ass.
"This is what you get for trying to tease me and embarrass me. You wont do it again will you" he asks and you nod, he starts to pull your back so your on your hands and knees, gripping onto his thigh while he undoes his pants pulling himself out. You look up at him, impressed with the sheer girth he had.
"Now suck me off" he says holding your hair back, one hand on the mattress one in your hair holding it back.
You lean down, one hand wrapping around him while the other steadies you. You kitten lick his tip, running your hand up and down his length before opening your mouth encasing it around him and sucking up and down, running your tongue along the thick vein on the underside.
"Fuck" he moans, hand gripping into the sheet as his head is thrown back the hair that was one falling in his eyes now back, away from his sweaty forehead. The room was becoming warm thanks to your signet and it was making the pair of your hotter.
His hand comes away from the sheets of the bed and another smack echoes around the room, your moan around his dick making him gasp at the vibrations.
"Your so fucking beautiful like this, its like a dream" he moans as his head falls back down and his hips start to thrust up a little to meet the action of your head moving up and down around him.
He pulls you off, taking his own pants off and leaving them on the floor before he flips you round so your on your hands and knees but facing the head board rather than the end board of his end this time.
He holds your hips as he pulls you back into him, cock slipping between your folds the tip brushing against your clit as he rocks back and forth mimicking a thrusting sort of motion.
"Now imma show you how I fuck" he says, leaning down into your ear before he slips the tip in and you gasp.
"Your so wet already and all i've done is smack that sweet ass of yours, did you actually enjoy that?" he asks a grin of his own appearing on his face as he continues to tease your, rocking is tip in and out of your entrance making you excited for what could be.
"Ridoc, fuck" you cry out.
"Only the tips in and this is the reaction i get, fuck imma bout to give you the time of your life" he says and you can feel the mass of his body lean against you, his muscles contracting against you as he pushes his way further in not even having to battle against your tight walls that are practically sucking him in.
He bottoms out and looks down at his pelvis flush against your ass. His hands grab for the flesh, gripping it while pulling almost all the way out before slamming in again and jolting you forward.
The moan that leaves you has the biggest smile falling across Ridoc's face.
"That's it" he says before leaning back a little to smack your ass again, he didn't know why but seeing the redness and hearing you moan from what was supposed to be a punishment was making him harder and harder. The tension he was feeling right now wasn't like anything he'd felt before.
As he gets a rhythm his name is leaving your lips in mumbled confused moans as your head starts to spin. Everynow and then he's leaning back just to get a view of your ass before slapping and gripping at it.
The room is sweltering, the feelings and coil in your stomach becoming too much that even your signet cant be controlled at the moment. You feel his hands run up your spine, ice cold cooling the sizzling heat around you.
"That feels good" you try to turn to look at him, the redness on your face from both burning up and mild embarrassment from not having controll getting to you.
His cool hands remain on you, as he continues thrusting in and out before you start to meet the thrusts with and avid rock so close to your high.
"Oh my god, Ridoc, please let me cum" you cry as he gets a grip on your ass with one hand before pressing down on your lower back the angle making him dive deeper into you. You tighten around him and the coil you'd been holding together springs open and you cry out as you shake around him.
With a final thrust he cums deep insdie your, leaning his muscular chest against your bare back remaining inside your as he twitches emptying himself.
"Your mine now, got it" he sighs before pulling out and turning you over onto your side to cuddle into you as he brushes his cold icy hands across your red and sweaty face attempting to cool you down hearing your laboured breathing.
"Yeah" you say, knowing you'd tease him again just so that you could recieve the same punishment.
When a speech therapist tells you they enjoy 4th Wing but need more dedicated fantasy buffs to explain the world building, trying to sell them on Baru Cormorant is probably a lost cause.
"Well it's a postmodern deconstruction of Enlightenment merchantilist and colonialist thought through a feminist lens with a side of lesbianism and experimental lobotomy"
Hey so I wanted opinions on a theory I came up with involving the stolen eggs.
Now, I know the common theory is that Garrick took them for trading, but that means his own dragon was willing sacrifice the lives of baby dragons into areas of no magic. This could be detrimental to the babies.
So my theory? The irids took one egg of each color of dragon in order to protect the future of dragonkind in case the venin win. We know they don't approve of what the Empryean is doing. We also know they could easily slip in with their invisibility and they have the ability to control magic outside of current known rules. They could have slipped in and took the eggs while everyone was dealing with the current big battle. Taken the eggs to where the irids live and give them safety where magic still survives and teach these new dragons their ways.
I have no evidence, this is just a theory and I would love to hear opinions :]
