Half-remembered request from my lovely 🐰 anon that tumblr deleted when I tried to save it as a draft ☹️: 🩷🤍 + ❤️🔥 or 💖 + 🔥 with both as omegas
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Omega!Elain x Omega!Reader
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Summary: You come home to find an empty kitchen, and search for your omega.
Warnings: Omegaverse, nudity
Words: 4
Author's Note: this is a short one but it's short n sweet and omega Elain is always such a treat 😌 just some nesting fluffs with the girls! I hope you like it 🫶
18+ only pls
🤍🩷💖🩷🤍
“Sweetheart, I’m home!” you called out into the house, waiting to hear Elain’s usual commotion in the kitchen, or soft footsteps coming down the hall. Instead, you were met with silence. “’Lainey?” You moved further inside, past the living room and into the hall that led to the bedroom and study. “Are you home, love?”
A muffled voice came from behind the bedroom door, and you opened it to find one of your favorite sights: Elain buried beneath blankets in the middle of her nest, only her eyes peeking out from under the layers of fabric. A smile slid over your face at the sight, and you kicked off your shoes before stepping into the bedroom, shutting the door behind you. You didn’t have a preference for the door being shut while you were nesting, but you knew that Elain could only feel comfortable with it closed.
“Can I come in your pretty nest, ‘mega?” you cooed as you approached, beaming when Elain lifted the edge of the blankets she was under, allowing you to shimmy under the covers, careful to keep the edges of her nest intact. “Mm, it’s so warm under here with such a pretty omega all snuggled up.”
Your words earned you a soft giggle from Elain, her cheek brushing against your shoulder, still covered by your shirt. “Too many clothes,” she whined, grabby hands pulling at your clothes until you managed to tug them off, underwear and all, leaving you bare beneath the blankets- matching Elain, you found out when you wound an arm around her, nothing but soft skin and silky hair meeting your hands.
“Comfy?” you asked quietly, a hand running over Elain’s spine slowly.
“Mm. First time since I woke up,” Elain sighed, nuzzling against your neck.
“I’m glad I had a short day, then. I hate leaving my cute, sweet, delicious smelling omega all alone so close to her heat.” You placed a firm kiss to her forehead, already slightly damp from sweat, but her brown eyes were clear as she looked up at you. Her lips pressed to yours quickly, a giddy smile on them when she pulled away, a delighted look in her eyes when you chased after, capturing her in a kiss.
“You’ll stay with me, right?”
“Of course, sweetheart. I’d never leave you in this state, and I know you’d do the same for me,” you reassured her, peppering her face with light kisses. “And a week spent pleasing my omega? Nothing can beat that.” Elain purred next to you, hands kneading into the skin of your hip.
Summary: you try to bake a cake for Elain for her birthday, but there's something else she'd rather eat
warnings: smut-ish, frosting in places it shouldn't be
Your upper arm burned as you whisked the frosting, much thicker than you knew it should be when the oven dinged behind you, making you jump in surprise.
You turned to see the cakes slightly browner than you would have liked, sighing as you pulled them from the oven to cool on the stove. Tossing the warm oven mitts to the side, you refocused your attention to the pink and orange “frostings” - if you could even call them that - feeling defeated in your efforts.
Elain was always attentive, making everyone else’s birthdays special with her exquisite cakes, and all you wanted to do for your girlfriend was let her relax on her own day while you made the cake.
It was an ambitious task, baking and decorating her birthday cake when you had never so much as baked one before, but you stupidly refused Feyre’s offer to help decorate, insisting that you wanted this to be a gesture from you alone.
Now, you stared down at the globs of frosting in their bowls, realization hitting that the sunset with flowers you’d planned to decorate the cake with would not be coming to life. Elbows resting against the cool marble of the kitchen island, you buried your head in your hands while you wondered how your beautiful girlfriend made baking seem so easy and graceful.
As if on cue, Elain padded into the kitchen on soft footsteps, her presence a glowing warmth as arms wound around your waist. Brown eyes glimmered with joy and amusement as she took in the scene before her, the colors of frosting and cooling cake and your half-baked plans to impress her.
“This looks wonderful,” she gushed, finger dipping in the orange frosting before lifting it to her lips. She sucked in the sugar with a moan, eyes fluttering slightly as you tracked her every movement with increasing interest.
Her full lips wrapped around the digit, puckering as she sucked the sugar from her skin. Your breaths grew short, arousal pooling in your core while you watched. “It’s nowhere near done,” you admitted, drawn from your daze to look at the mess you had made upon the counter.
“And it won’t be anywhere near as beautiful as what you decorate,” you sighed, eyes downcast to avoid her own as defeat sank in.
Elain’s lips spread into a Cheshire grin, mischief aglow in her doe eyes as she effortlessly scooped pink frosting into a piping bag. A shock rolled through you at the feeling of her warm body against yours, caging you in against the cool counter.
“But I see something much more beautiful than anything I’ve decorated,” Elain breathed, eyes raking over your body. The nightgown you donned suddenly felt see-through under her assessing stare. “And something I’d much rather eat than cake.”
Her hand slipped underneath your slip, fingertips cool against the warmth of your upper thighs. “Up on the counter, flower,” she purred, tugging her bottom lip between white teeth.
You leapt backward onto the marble, gasping at the sensation on your flushed skin, slick growing between your legs. You watched, hypnotized, as Elain flipped up your skirt, exposing your core to the room.
“Beautiful,” she murmured, one hand holding the piping bag as the other drifted towards your center, delicate fingertips grazing your core.
“Lay back,” she smiled, nodding in approval when you obeyed her direction. Hands slid up your waist, pushing the fabric of your gown over your chest to bare you to the room. “Good girl, now stay still.”
You gasped, squirming underneath as you felt the cool piping bag pour frosting over your stomach, down lower and lower until it hovered just above where you craved her most.
Elain set down the piping bag, hands spreading your legs as you looked to her with admiration before glancing at your bare skin. There, she had written “I love you” in the frosting more beautifully than you could have achieved on the cake.
As her warm tongue flattened against your lower abdomen, you moaned out what weak warning you could manage. “Elain, if you start, I will take you upstairs and we won’t leave the bed today.”
A small laugh left her lips, the sound like bells echoing on a sunny afternoon. “Perfect,” she mumbled against the heated flesh, working her way towards your swollen breasts.
Her tongue flicked out over your nipple, your desire overwhelming any sense and you pulled the stunning woman over you, legs wrapping around her waist as you dipped your finger in another bowl of icing. Dragging the purple hue down her chest, your hand drifted down to her soaked core.
Reveling in the gasp that escaped her at your touch, you smirked before bringing the sugar-coated arousal to your lips and sucking. “Allow me to celebrate you as long as you like, then.”
Those sunny days when you came home from a long day at work to find your mate baking in the kitchen, an expression of content on her beautiful features. She was perfect, in your eyes. Even if she didn't believe it herself, you would always think so.
Elain was kneading her dough, humming to herself as she did so. She wore a simple pink dress that brought out the blush in her cheeks. Her golden brown hair was pulled back lazily to keep it out of her face.
"What are you making, Lainey?" you asked as you breezed into the kitchen, placing your things down on the kitchen table.
Elain glanced up from the counter as if you had pulled her out of a trance. But her eyes lit up when she noticed it was you, a soft smile spreading across her features. She had the most beautiful smile. Nothing else could ever compare.
"Bread," she replied simply. "Would you like to help?"
"You know I'm a disaster in the kitchen," you snorted. "But I'll keep you company."
You came up behind her, wrapping your arms around her and resting your chin on her shoulder. She hummed, turning her head to kiss your cheek. You turned your head just slightly so her lips met yours. Her kisses were sweet as sugar.
"Switch with me," she said against your lips.
"What?"
"Switch," she repeated.
You stepped back just slightly, and Elain carefully nudged you towards the counter. Then, she settled behind you, her warm breath on your neck, her arms wrapping around your body. A shiver went down your spine, but you relaxed.
"Place your hands on the dough," she instructed.
You listened, hands on the dough that was warm from her soft hands. Elain placed her delicate hands on top of yours, and gently guided you, helping you knead the dough.
"Good," she uttered into your ear. "See? It's not so difficult."
"Only with your help," you replied, rolling your eyes.
Hello beautiful, I love your blog and your stories help me continue living with these characters. An idea, Elain has mate but they haven't done anything important, one night she wants more.
smut + lingerie + roses??? 🩷
EEP I love this request🥰 this is so sweet and romantic and I love it
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Elain x Reader
Warnings: fluffy smut below the cut, oral f!receiving, minors dni
The mating bond clicked for you nearly a week after meeting Elain. It was easy to fall in love with her kind, gentle nature, as natural as the fall of a soft Spring rain. The bond snapped for you, however, shortly after your friendship began. Elain had invited you to Rita’s with her and her family, the two of you having an incredible night until a female came up to you, unprovoked, and spilled wine on your dress, muttering an insult about you under her breath. You couldn’t hear what she said, but it was enough for Elain to grab the female by her arm - a look of anger that you didn’t realize possible for someone so sweet taking over her features - and demand that she apologize to you.
The moment Elain turned back towards you, you saw something in her eyes you’d never seen before, and the bond snapped like a lightning strike. You ran outside onto the street, trying to catch your breath as you tried to grasp what had just happened, panicking over the thought of losing your new friend, when Elain approached you cautiously. “It snapped for you too, huh?” she whispered, and you turned to her.
You couldn’t hide the shock on your face. “For me too? Elain, you knew about the bond?” She nodded shyly, wringing her hands in a show of her nerves. “The bond snapped the moment I saw you exiting the bakery that day. I wanted - needed, to know you, but I wanted you to be able to choose for yourself how you felt about me without the pressure of the bond.”
Your eyes welled with tears, unable to comprehend how the cauldron could bless you with this kind, thoughtful, protective female as your mate. The two of you went back to your apartment, staying up the rest of the night talking, getting to know each other and discussing the bond. You both decided that it was best to take the time to get to know each other further before moving forward with the bond, and that was the start of your relationship with Elain.
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Months had passed, and you were head over heels for each other. The two of you were inseparable, spending nearly every day together as you practically became a member of the family. You knew you were ready to accept the bond on your end, but much like how Elain wouldn’t pressure you to recognize the bond, you would not pressure her to accept it.
Instead, you worked with Rhys to plan a romantic night away at the Moonstone Palace - you would cook for a change, light candles, and decorate with flower petals. The two of you hadn’t been physically intimate yet - your intention was simply to make Elain feel as special as she made you feel.
When you arrived to the palace to decorate and start preparing for the evening, only to find candles, flower petals, and gauzy curtains draped everywhere. It was breathtaking, and before your mind could register what was happening, Elain floated around the corner looking like a goddess in a sheer blush dress that left little to the imagination.
She gave you her signature shy smile, but the coquettish gleam in her eyes made your stomach flutter. Looking around at the decorations, Elain explained, “Feyre helped me orchestrate all of this for us. We have the place to ourselves for the night.” You let out a soft laugh - of course Rhys and Feyre would have been scheming together.
Walking over to Elain, you greeted her with a soft kiss, wrapping your arms around her waist as you took the moment to just hold her. You took in a deep breath, her scent of jasmine and honey like a soothing balm to your senses. Elain leaned back, taking your hands in hers as she toyed with your fingers. “I have a surprise, if you’ll follow me,” she whispered as she took your hand, leading you to a large sitting room.
One wall was entirely open to the snow-covered mountains, the view only partially obstructed by the pink gauzy curtains draped throughout the room, twinkling fae lights illuminating the space to glow golden pink, and red tones. Pink and red flower petals scattered the floor with the exception of the center of the room, where a low-standing table was surrounded by lush patterned cushions. On the table was a bottle of sparkling wine, along with an assortment of chocolate covered strawberries and sweet cream.
Elain looked at you, love filling her eyes as she fidgeted with her hands, bringing you back to the memory of that night when you first learned of your bond. Brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, you admired her beautiful brown eyes, whispering, “this is so beautiful. I wanted to surprise you with a special night, but of course you would think of something even more incredible. I love you, Elain.”
Elain’s eyes filled with unshed tears as she smiled at you, laughing softly as the two of you felt each other’s joy through the bond. “I love you, too,” she whispered, leaning in to kiss you with more fervor than ever before. She walked you backwards towards a pile of cushions, the two of you laying down on them as you continued to explore the feel of each other. You ran your hand up her waist, rubbing soft circles below her breast as she softly moaned. It was a magical sound, one that you felt as though you could live off of, never needing anything else as long as you existed.
You rolled on top of Elain, running your hand through her long hair as she gave you that coquettish grin that had your core pulsing with need. She batted her doe eyes at you, hands toying with the straps of her dress as she teased, “I don’t want to pressure you into anything, but I do have a new purchase under this dress that I’ve been longing to show you.”
Your face flushed, barely able to form a coherent thought as you nodded, gasping out a “yes, please,” as you watched, entranced by Elain. She sat up slightly, slowly slipping off each strap of her dress before turning around and kneeling with her back to you, gesturing for you to undo the laces on the back of her dress. You obeyed, watching as the garment fell, exposing Elain’s stunning form. She stood, kicking the fabric of the dress to the side as she showed her new lingerie - a blush strappy teddy with iridescent floral patterns, chiffon ruffles above her behind that accentuated her figure flawlessly.
You found yourself emotional once more at her beauty, this ethereal being who had graced you with not only her presence in your life, but her love. You reached up, hands eager to feel her, worship her, but she pulled them away. Elain smirked at you as she shook her head. “I would like first honors,” she spoke in a low, sultry voice as she tilted her head towards you, gesturing for you to lay back.
You blindly obeyed, eyes glued to Elain as she strode over to you, kneeling between your legs as she softly traced her nails up your thighs. She took her time, memorizing each inch of your body as she lifted your top, kissing the exposed skin as she went. Elain moaned softly as she found that you weren’t wearing a bra, losing her patience as she lifted your shirt the rest of the way off. Giving a teasing lick to one nipple, she massaged the other breast, occasionally running a teasing finger across the increasingly sensitive bud. You were mewling, arching into her in a silent plea for more contact. Elain obliged, sucking and gently tugging on your nipple before switching her actions to your other breast.
You threaded your hands in her hair, rolling your hips against her as you moaned her name repeatedly. Elain laughed against your stomach as she slid down your body, stripping you of the rest of your clothing as she went. She paused at your hip bones, pinning them down with surprising strength as she sucked dark marks on each of them before moving to place a kiss just above your clit, the word “mine,” a whisper and a promise on her lips.
Elain held your legs open, one arm pinning them down as she pushed two fingers into your mouth. You sucked instinctively, swirling your tongue around them, Elain cooing, “good girl,” before latching onto your clit without warning. She sucked the bud hard, tongue swirling wildly as her fingers muffled your moans. Your eyes were rolling back, already nearing your climax when Elain withdrew her fingers, pumping them into you without warning.
You let out a silent scream, back arching as you were overwhelmed with pleasure. Elain curled her fingers against your walls as she licked and sucked your clit, and you quickly went over the edge, chanting her name like a prayer as she worked you through your orgasm.
You came down, vision coming back into focus to see Elain above you, licking her fingers as the fae lights cast her in an angelic glow. Your heart leapt with adoration as you pulled her down to kiss you. You pulled back with a smirk, murmuring, “my turn,” as you flipped Elain onto her back, straddling her hips as you took your time admiring her in all her beauty and her lingerie, eyeing the sweet cream on the table as you planned your next move.
A/N: I am very stressed and needed to write something about sunshine and Elain in the garden
Elain’s brown eyes twinkled, creasing at the edges from her smile as she helped tie your gardening hat. She had lended you one of hers - the wide straw brim with a pink ribbon to protect your skin from the sun while you worked. “There, you look beautiful,” she said, pulling the bow taut before grabbing her gardening gloves from the counter.
It was a beautiful Spring day, the sun warm on your skin as you breathed in the smell of fresh grass. The only sounds were the birds chirping in the trees and Elain’s soft humming as she led you into the garden. You were there to help tend the garden - planting new flowers now that the frost had melted - but it was nearly impossible to focus when the light formed a halo around Elain, looking like a beam of sunshine in her golden brown hair and yellow dress.
Her soft giggle like the sound of bells snapped you from your trance, and you watched as she showed you how to pull weeds. “Make sure you grab them from the base. If you don’t get the root up, they’ll just grow right back and keep taking water from the flowers.” You nodded, biting your lip to keep from smiling too obviously at how serious she was about her garden. Your heart swelled with affection, watching the radiant female share her passions with you.
By the time the late afternoon sun shone overhead, you were covered in dirt, wiping sweat from your brow as you pulled what you prayed to the Mother was the final weed. You collapsed to the ground dramatically, laying on your back as you watched the clouds roll by. Elain’s shadow crossed over you as she moved to your side, laying in the grass next to you. She handed you a glass of lemonade, sipping her own as she observed the progress the two of you had made in the garden.
“Thank you for your help,” she whispered, rolling over to look at you with her doe eyes. You smiled, tugging off your gloves before tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Thank you for letting me be a part of this. I know how much gardening means to you, and I feel special to be included.” Elain brought your hand to her cheek, turning to press a kiss to your tired palm. “Let’s head inside. I’ll make dinner.” You gave her a pointed look. “And I need a bath.” That glorious laugh sounded again as she nodded, lending you a hand to help you to your feet, a wince escaping your lips as you felt the soreness from the day’s work. “Yes, I’ll run a bath for the both of us... and I’ll work out those sore muscles, too,” Elain whispered with a wink as she led you inside.
The warm sun shone down, illuminating Elain’s hair like a halo around her, the light within her shining from the outside as well. The two of you had taken a trip to the coast for the day, and despite the chill of the waters so far north in Prythian, being near the sea where you could smell the salt in the air and the cool breeze gave you restored breath you hadn’t realized you were missing.
Elain smiled back at you from the water, laughing as the cold tide rushed her ankles. She hiked up the skirts of her dress, running towards where you stood where the sands met the grassy fields. Gently pushing your windblown hair from your face, she kissed you sweetly, unable to help her contagious smile as she did so. The two of you laughed softly at your shared bliss, you intertwining your fingers with Elain’s as you led her to the space in the meadow where you had set up for the day. There was a blanket laid out, but the two of you opted to lay in the grass, reveling in the fresh smell of the greenery and the warmth of the sun as you laid entangled on the ground. Hair, arms, and legs wrapped around each other, there was no telling where each of you ended and the other began, except for the tell of her fingers gently brushing yours that were still joined with hers.
You looked down to admire her beautiful hands, the small scars and callouses from her work in the garden, and lifted them to your lips, kissing each mark and blemish upon them. The sea breeze, the sunshine, Elain by your side - overcome with joy for the day, you sang a nonsensical sea shanty as you pulled Elain to her feet, the two of you dancing clumsily before you tripped over each others’ feet as Elain fell back into the grass, you on top of her. You admired the way the sun highlighted the different colors in her brown doe eyes, taking a breath to remember the scene.
With a gentle kiss, you laid back in the grass beside her as she reached for the berries you had brought with you, the two of you savoring this momentary reprieve from the real world - the warmth of the sun, the rich berries, and the soft touch of your love as you lived in a moment that you would relive forever.
