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Slice of life
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Day 2 Slice of Life
Lil treat for a good boyš
Raging flames kissed by shadows
A huge thank you to the wonderful @lucychanart
Can you see all the details? I'm in love.
This piece accompanies a one-shot I wrote with that scene in mind, which you can read here.
Happy @azrisweek ā¤ļø
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eris taking a nice warm baf while azriel ogles him nhmhmhm š„øš„ø
Azris Week Day 1: Creature Feature
@azrisweek In which Azriel is a damsel inā¦distress?
More to be posted on AO3! Iāll reblog this with a link once itās up
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20 things Eris tells Azriel VS what they mean
@azrisweek day 4: Read between the lines
Pairing: Azris
Warnings: Sexual terms
āItās raining today...ā
Iām thinking we should stay inside and cuddle with the dogs
2. āShut up.ā
Usually, he means it. But when itās said during⦠bedroom activities, Eris Vanserra telling him to shut up usually means : āYour voice turns me on so much that Iāll cum right here and now if you keep talking.āĀ
3. āWhat are you doing?ā (When Azriel is busy doing something. For example, paperwork for Rhysand.)
Iām bored and I need you to give me some attention.
4. āHowās your family doing?ā
Howāre Nyx and Nesta doing? I couldnāt care less about the other idiots and Iām going to roll my eyes hard if you bring anyone else up.Ā
5. āYou look like shit.ā
You look as if you havenāt slept in days, and Iām truly worried about you. However, I donāt want you to take my concern as pity, so instead Iām insulting you.Ā
6. āThe dogs have missed you.ā
Iāve missed you.
7. āLeave me alone.ā
Please, stay.
Azris Week Day 1: Creature Feature
Familiar (ao3)
Warning: Non-con
Azris - Explicit
Tags: Alternative Universe, Demon Hunter Azriel, Half-Demon Azriel, Demon Eris Vanserra, Shifting, Monster Fucking, Rimming, Anal Sex, Forced enslavement, Non-consensual Body Modification, Non-consensual Bondage, Piercings, Biting, Light Body Horror
This is a dark fic, so please take care of yourselves.
Azriel has failed to kill the demon. All hunters know failure means a painful death: being devoured. However, the demon has other designs for the tempting hunter under him: designs not of feasting on flesh, but on its pleasures; not of death, but entrapment.
All the thanks to @makinglongwordsslutty for the terrific beta read!! And thank you to the folks over at @azrisweek for putting the event together!! So excited!!
Happy Azris Week!! :D
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AZRIS WEEK 2025
The Break
Missed yesterdayās posting, but better later than never!
Synopsis
In the aftershock of yesterdayās searing kiss, Eris and Azriel go fishing, hoping to clear their heads and clear the air. They end up discussing everything theyāre not going to do.
TW: sexually explicit and strong language
DAY 4 - Read My Lips
āDonāt worry, brat, Iām not going to kiss you.ā Azriel smirks, dipping his head again to Erisās neck.
The spymasterās nose grazes the delicate column of the princeās throat, breathing deeply again, from the nape of his neck to the lobe of his ear. Eris stifles a groan at the sensation, which sends a jolt of pleasure straight down his spine.
āIām not going to bite your earlobe.ā Azriel whispers gruffly, talking into the shell of Erisās ear.
Eris gasps, realising exactly what Azriel is doing, hating and loving it in equal measure. The spymaster traces a thumb along the princeās lower lip and the touch ignites him.
āIām not going to bite you here.ā Azriel trails that same thumb down his neck, drawing a line of fire across Erisās skin.
āOr here.ā The spymaster gently grazes the tip of his scarred index finger over the hard edge of the princeās clavicle and across the thin stretch of linen which covers the plane of his chest, pausing to graze a hardened nipple through the shirt. āOr here.ā
Eris gasps at the electric shock of the touch, his gaze locking onto Azrielās face in bewildered disbelief. The spymaster is studying him closely, his eyes dark with lust. The prince dare not move, in case the last thread of his self restraint should snap.
Torture. Blissful fucking torture.
Azrielās hand continues its journey south across the plane of Erisās chest and stomach. When it reaches the waistband of his trousers it stops, splaying flat against his abdomen, a solid heavy weight that burns through the fabric of his clothes. His skin is itching to make contact. Without warning, that same hand begins to pull at each button of the princeās shirt, popping every one of them open, before laying flat against his chest. Erisās heart beats loudly beneath Azrielās palm. Hazel eyes drink him in as the rough skin of the spymasterās hand slowly works its way back down across the princeās stomach, ending once more at his naval. The languid touch feels almost possessive, proprietary.
Azrielās eyes, full of fire, slowly roam the length of the prince, who fights the urge to squirm beneath such scalding focus. Eris shudders, what little remaining blood in his head rushing south. Azrielās hand, so hot and heavy on his abdomen, is just inches too high from where Eris wants to feel it. Feeling half mad with arousal and ready to crack under the pressure of his wanting, Eris finds himself ready to play this game of dare.
āWhat else arenāt you going to do?ā He asks, voice rough with desire.
Azrielās eyes flare with delight and he bites his bottom lip. Eris wants to feel it between his teeth.
Full chapter now on AO3.
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