Nessian month, day 2: sex toys 👀
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Two years after their mating ceremony, Nesta was still shocked by the intensity of her desire for Cassian. She thought that after officially accepting the bond and getting past the mating frenzy she would stop thinking about her mate every second of the day. Turns out she was wrong. Cassian was always on her mind, and everything she saw made her think of him. A tree? It reminded her of that time Cassian had eaten her out in the middle of the forest, her back leaning against a tree trunk for support, a leg thrown over his shoulder, and Cassian’s mouth feasting on her. A gust of wind? It reminded her of how good Cassian looked when he flew, windswept hair and big, beautiful wings spread wide. So naturally, when she rounded a corner of Velaris and found herself in front of a sexy shop, her mind immediately started picturing a bunch of different scenarios involving lacy lingerie and sex toys. She and Cassian had never gone beyond using handcuffs and blindfolds, and she couldn’t help but wonder what else they could play with in the bedroom. After staring at the window for a few minutes, she took a deep breath and walked into the shop.
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Later that night, Nesta layed in bed, her head propped up on a few pillows as she watched Cassian get ready for bed. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, and his hair was still damp from the shower. She followed a drop of water run down his back and disappear into the towel, and decided she couldn’t wait any longer.
“Do you remember our first time?”, she asked.
He turned his head towards her and gave her a quizzical look. “Of course I remember our first time, Nes.”
Now or never, Nesta. “Do you remember when I asked you what would happen if I wished to ride you, and you said-“
“That I’d let you ride me into oblivion”, he finished for her, giving her a sultry look that had her thighs clench together.
“What did you mean by it?”, she breathed, chest rising and falling rapidly as she watched him take slow, deliberate steps toward her.
“That you could take me in every way you wished, Sweetheart”, he answered as he leaned down, bracing his hands on the mattress on each side of her body.
Nesta took a deep breath, then opened the top drawer of her bedside table, showing him her most recent purchase. She was nervous. What if she’d misunderstood him? What if he thought the reason why she wanted to try this was that their sex life didn’t satisfy anymore? Despite his cheerful and care-free attitude, Cassian was deeply insecure, and Nesta didn’t want to trigger those insecurities by making him doubt his ability to pleasure her between the sheets. Sex with Cassian was mind blowing, using toys was just a way for them to have fun and try something new, but if he didn’t want to use them she would be perfectly fine with it.
Cassian scanned her face, then suddenly burst out laughing, shaking his head. “You’re so cute when you blush like that.”
He kissed her cheek, her jaw, then brushed his lips to her ear as he whispered in a husky voice, “I would love to be pegged by you, Sweetheart.”
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A few minutes later they were both naked, Cassian laying on his back, lazily stroking himself as he watched Nesta fasten the strap on. She lost her focus a few times, eyes going to his cock on their own accord. She loved watching him pleasure himself, knowing it was her hand he imagined on him. Cassian watched her intently, hazel eyes glazed with lust.
Despite her nerves, Nesta couldn’t help but feel thrilled about what they were planning on doing. She was also extremely aroused, wetness pooling between her legs as she thought about fucking Cassian’s gorgeous ass. She loved his ass, and she would often grab it or slap it throughout the day, when no one was around. She was obsessed with the way his leathers hugged it perfectly, giving her the opportunity to ogle it when she watched him train. And when he wore a suit? The view was downright sinful. The feeling was mutual, because one of Cassian’s favorite activities was staring at her bottom. He wasn’t even subtle about it, not caring if they were alone or in a room full of people. When she rode him he always kneaded her cheeks in his powerful hands to guide her movements, and sometimes all it took for her to come was Cassian’s hand slapping her skin at the right moment.
“Ready when you are, Sweetheart” , he said.
Nesta climbed on top of him on all fours and kissed him, their lips locking in a well practiced but never boring dance. She moved down his neck before she could lose herself in his delicious mouth, sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin and making him moan. Cassian buried his hands in her hair with a sigh of pleasure, and she couldn’t help but lick his gorgeous abs, the taste of his skin like the sweetest nectar. Once she reached his cock she briefly took the tip in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, and Cassian’s hips jerked off the bed, the most delicious sounds coming from his parted lips. She kept teasing him, until he pulled gently at her hair to signal he wanted to taste her mouth again. She went willingly, kissing him deeply and biting his lower lip.
Cassian always kissed like he was trying to drink her in, as if every kiss could be their last and he needed to memorize the feeling of her mouth on his. Even when his lips ghosted over hers in the softest brush the feeling was always intense, so incredibly good that Nesta thought all she needed to survive was the air stolen from her mate’s lungs. She dragged her mouth away from his before she could forget all about pegging and sank down on him instead.
“Roll over, General Archeron” , she teased.
He laughed and grabbed her face to steal another kiss. “You’re so fucking hot when you order me around”, he said onto her lips, then laid on his stomach like she told him to.
Nesta straddled his thighs and started trailing kisses down his spine, paying special attention to the patch of skin between his shoulder blades where his wings met his back. As she expected, Cassian soon started moaning and squirming underneath her, searching for any kind of friction on his hard lenght. Nesta chuckled and smoothed her hands down his wings once, twice, then took pity on him and stopped touching the sensitive membrane. She leaned down and kissed his ass cheeks, biting down gently on one of them and making him yelp in surprise, then picked a bottle of lube from the bedside table and poured a generous amount on her finger, slowly making her way towards his hole and lightly massaging the ring of muscles around it until they relaxed slightly.
She spread more liquid around his entrance, savoring the way his breathing changed every time her digit grazed the skin around it. “Tell me if I’m hurting you, okay?”
He nodded, and Nesta kissed the back of his neck while slowly easing one finger inside him, only to the first knuckle. Cassian let out a breathy noise, and his wings rustled slightly.
“Okay?”, she asked, watching his face closely for any sign of discomfort.
“Yes. More.” , he breathed.
Nesta chuckled and licked the shell of his ear, slowly pumping her finger in and out of him until she could slide it in all the way, then, encouraged by Cassian’s small sounds of pleasure, added a second digit. This time he let out a throaty groan that made her core tighten.
“Feels good?”, she murmured in his ear.
“Feels amazing, sweetheart”, he breathed, and it was all the incentive she needed to lose some of her gentleness and start pumping her fingers a little faster, curling them slightly and making a come hither motion, pressing down on a little spot which made him whimper and moan even louder. Nesta kept kissing his cheek, the back of his neck, and the spot between his wings as she pumped and curled her fingers repeatedly, enjoying his soft whimpers.
Before Cassian, when she used to sleep with a different person every night, the growls and groans of the males she bedded were only a reminder that the man underneath her wasn’t the one she really wanted. Even worse, she hated when they were trying to hold back their moans as if they were afraid of being vocal, probably because they stupidly thought moaning would somehow make them seem less masculine. The idea of using sex toys with them hadn’t even crossed her mind. They required too much foreplay and a great deal of vulnerability, and until Cassian she’d never liked either. But with him things were different, every sensation heightened, every feeling multiplied by infinite, and she wanted to experience everything.
The sounds he made went straight to her core, and the more his pleasure increased the more wetness pooled between her legs. The terrifying General Commander of the Night Court, reduced to a bubbling, whimpering mess. She had him wrapped around her finger on a daily basis, but this was something else. It made her feel powerful, desirable, beautiful, and sexy as hell.
“Nes, if you keep that up I- fuck”, he bubbled, words muffled by the pillow.
Nesta chuckled as she kept pumping her fingers in and out. “What do you want, General?”, she teased, curling her digits near that particular spot, but not quite touching it.
“I want my wife to fuck me”, he ground out.
Only then Nesta removed her fingers from his body, picked up the lube again, and coated the shaft of the dido with a generous amount of product.
“Get on your hands and knees”, she said, and it felt weirdly good to be the one to say it instead of the other way around.
Cassian did as he was told, and fuck if she didn’t enjoy the sight of him like that. She got on her knees behind him and smoothed a hand down his back, then grabbed his hips like he usually did before entering her. The thought made her want to touch her clit and pleasure herself to the memory of it. Instead, she widened her legs and positioned herself at his entrance. “I’m going to go slowly, okay baby?”
“No need sweetheart, go as hard as you want.”
“Are you sure you can handle me?”, she teased, as she tightened her hold on his hips.
“Fuck, that’s hot. Give it to me, Nes.”
Nesta chuckled and put some more lube around his hole, teasing him a bit, but before he could say anything she sheathed herself deep inside him in one fluid motion.
“Oh fuck”, he ground out. Gods, she would do anything to see his face in this moment.
She kept still, giving him time to adjust, but Cassian didn’t seem to be experiencing any kind of discomfort. In fact, through the bond she could feel that he was enjoying this. A lot.
“You can move now”, he groaned.
Having never done this before, it took a few moments for her to get the rhythm right. Cassian lowered himself on his forearms and widened his knees, groaning as the shift of both their hips allowed Nesta to go even deeper. It was a huge turn on that he was so comfortable with his body and that he trusted her so much. What they were doing felt natural and incredibly hot, and as he moaned and writhed she was dripping wet and about to come from sheer excitement. She tightened her hold on his hip with one hand while the other smoothed down his back possessively and pushed him into the mattress.
“Nesta”, he gasped out as she quickened her thrusts, his hips pushing back slightly to seek even more stimulation.”Harder.”
“Harder? Is that what you want?”, she asked in a husky tone. She loved that he was being so vocal. It was really doing it for her, and she was already fantasizing about the next time they would do this, maybe with Cassian laying on his back so that she could see his face. The only thing that would make this even more perfect would be capturing his lips with hers and swallow his moans. To make up for it she bent over, hovering over him, and began leaving open-mouthed kisses on the small of his back and every place she could reach while still keeping the rhythm of her thrusts. Her harness slightly rubbed against her clit, not enough to send her over the edge but just enough to stimulate her, and she was sure that the slightest brush of Cassian’s fingers on her bundle of nerves would make her see stars. Nesta quickened the thrusts of her hips and she felt him clench around the dildo, the sensation making her gasp in surprise.
“I’m close” , he moaned. He was a begging, desperate mess, his cock leaking from the tip.
Only when his legs started shaking did Nesta reach down to stroke him, mirroring the movement she made with her hips and circling the sensitive head of his cock with her thumb. Her actions pulled a deep groan from his chest, and she felt it reverberate through her core. It only took a few pumps of her hand to send Cassian over the edge. He called out her name as his climax tore through him, his release coating her hand and the sheets underneath him. From the way his body was trembling she could tell his orgasm was strong, and she caressed his back as he kept murmuring her name over and over, white knuckled hands clutching the pillow.
Nesta waited for his breathing to get back to normal before slowly pulling out and laying down next to him, seeing his face for the first time since they had started this. Well, only half of it, because he had lowered his hips to the mattress but was still lying on his stomach, part of his face buried in the pillow. He looked sated, content. Nesta reached out to caress his skin with the back of her hand, lightly swatting his ass and making him laugh.
Still smiling, Cassian climbed on top of her and removed the strap on. “You didn’t come. Let me fix that”, he said, and cupped her sex with a hand while lowering his mouth on hers.
She immediately parted her lips, tongue seeking his and hands burying in his silky hair. A few brushes of Cassian’s thumb on her clit were enough to make her cry out, burying her head in his neck and biting down on his shoulder to muffle her scream. Her climax had been building up since she’d started thrusting into him, and it was as strong as she had imagined. Cassian held her through it until her mouth released his shoulder. A mark was already starting to form on his skin, and she soothed the small hurt with her tongue. He kissed her forehead, her nose, her mouth, murmuring sweet nothings onto her skin. His cheeks were flushed, hazel eyes bright, and Nesta was once again taken aback by how perfect he was.
“Did you enjoy yourself, sweetheart?”, he asked, looking down at her.
“I should be asking you this question”, she laughed, playfully kneading his ass.
Cassian pinched her hip, making her squirm. “You know I did, witch. I want to know about you.”
“I loved it. Definitely one of the best ideas I’ve ever had, if I do say so myself.”
His deep laugh made her stomach do a little flip. “Then we should do it again sometimes.”
He lowered his head and kissed her again, a soft brush of his lips on hers. “And maybe one day it will be my turn to play with your tight little ass.”
