When they entered the dining room, Mor was just finishing a story about Rita's, and Feyre was handing Nyx to Rhys, while Nesta ate her pasta quietly, Cassian gazing dreamily at her until Azriel and Kaylin walked in.
Cassian sniffed, "Gods, you guys smell like... each other..."
Azriel's hand tightened in Kaylin's, but she rolled her eyes, knowing that their intimate *activities* would, in fact, lead to them smelling like each other.
"It's actually quite nice," Cassian continued, sniffing dramatically like a connoisseur rating the aroma of a fancy meal, "quite complimentary!"
Azriel suppressed a smirk at Cassian's comment, his grip on Kaylin's hand growing tighter with a possessive instinct. He knew damn well what he and Kaylin had been doing beforehand, and it was clear Cassian could smell it too.
Rhysand chuckled, his gaze shifting to the couple. "Don't be so crude, Cassian," he admonished with a smirk. "We have ladies present, for gods' sake."
Azriel smirked and nodded at Rhys, "thank you." Azriel then turned back to Cassian, *"seven* times," he grinned proudly, letting that sink in to Cassian.
Kaylin's eyes flew wide with an embarrassed gasp and she smacked him in the chest, "Azriel!" She scolded, but couldn't hide the affection in her voice.
"And that was just this morning," Az continued arrogantly, plopping down into a chair, confidently tugging Kaylin right into his lap.
Cassian's eyes widened dramatically, a mix of shock and disbelief playing across his face. "Seven... *in one morning..?"* he sputtered, his gaze flickering between Azriel and Kaylin.
Rhysand chuckled again, his expression turning amused. "Impressive," he said, his voice holding a hint of pride in his brother.
Kaylin's face flushed bright red at Azriel's blatant admission of how many times he had pushed her over the edge, just this morning and she slapped his chest once more, trying to hide her flustered expression. "Stoooppp," she muttered, even as she settled comfortably on his lap.
*"Damn,"* Cassian said, rubbing his beard, "what's the most I've gotten out of you in one sitting, Nes?" He asked unabashedly.
Nesta nearly choked on her food at Cassian's question, her cheeks turning a bright shade of red.
Rhysand and Feyre just shook their heads in amusement, used to Cassian's lack of tact. "Please, Cassian," Rhysand snorted, his tone both exasperated and amused.
Cassian, as usual, ignored them, his gaze still focused on Nesta as he patiently waited for her answer."Four," Nesta finally answered, her voice barely above a mutter. "Four in a day."
Cassian's eyebrows shot up into his hairline and he let out a low whistle. "Four in one day," he mused, "damn, I really need to up my game."
Feyre chuckled softly, her gaze shifting between Cassian and Nesta. "Don't worry, Cassian," she teased, "Quality over quantity, you know?"
Kaylin completely buried her face in Azriel's neck, hiding the blush and shy giggles, though she did quickly murmur, "quantity *and* quality..." she affirmed.
The room filled with a mix of amused chuckles and stifled laughs at Kaylin's comment and Azriel's possessive smirk. Cassian's face turned a bright shade of pink, his ego slightly wounded by the playful jibes.
Rhysand chuckled and shook his head, his gaze shifting to Azriel and Kaylin. "Careful, lovebirds," he admonished lightly. "We don't need to know all the details of your... *activities."*
If my sister forced me to socialise with HER family. I'd be pissed off too! Stop making nesta out to be a bitchy barking woman in heat or something! She was having her trauma and needed time to heal. And guess what her "family" did... they forced her into a situation where she doesn't want to be in!
Idc that feyre was trying to "Help" nesta. Idc that it was what was "better" for nesta. What I see is a sister who thinks she is the boss of Nesta simply because she hunted for the family and kept her alive. Feyre was being selfish, self centered and conceited like omg look at these awesome people who are the family of my second hubby in the last year. Omg they so amazing. They are your family toooo from now on. It doesn't matter that u don't like them and my mate is constantly a bitch to you, you have to indulge them and be a sweetheart and be more like fragile elain.
And don't even get me started on elain! If anyone amongst the archerons did the least for the family it's her.
Papa Archeron= was a successful merchant in the beginning and gave a good life to the girls. After his fall he did get back up and rally his troops for his daughters and even died for them
Feyre= we all know she hunted for them and was essentially the father of the house bcz her father fell short
Nesta= the girlie tried to marry a certain man for the sustainance he could provide them as instilled by her ma
And what did Elain do...? She knew gardening and planted FLOWERS when her sisters were almost DYING in hunger... BISH WHAT HAPPENED TO VEGETABLES...
And then guess what she does when she clearly sees nesta struggling, THE NESTA who would've willingly sold herself for elain.... elain packed her bags and essentially helped feyre clip nesta wings. They put her in a box she didnt want to fit into. They dimmed out her fury. Why? Because apparently a traumatised person doesn't know what's good for them
