Summary: Rhysand has always annoyed you. The constant smart ass comments. The bickering. The bratting. You both had enough…Until…
Warnings: 18+, SMUT, MDNI, modern au, ewb!rhysand, enemies, PIV, rough sex, blowjob, throat fucking, brat taming, degrading, dirty talk, face slapping, choking, hair pulling, squirting, dom&sub, slight breastplay, fucking the hate out of each other.
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-Plap! Plap! Plap!— The sounds of Rhysand pounding into your slick entrance were echoing off the tile walls of the bathroom.
“Told you this dick would get you to shut the fuck up-“
Rhysand growled, His strong hand bound tightly around your throat while he was absolutely drilling into you on the vanity. “You’re real funny if you think I’m gonna shut up-“
Bratting back to the male, his gaze darkened down at yours. Only exacerbating the tension between you two. It wasn’t unusual for Rhys to make sarcastic, snarky comments at you… However, you would dish it right back.
It wasn’t something you expected when your entire group became friends— he could be a real fucking dick. A total arrogant fucking asshole at times. Most of the time.
It drove you up a fucking wall. He’d do all these little things just to get under your skin. And tonight? You both seemed to push each other to the limit. Drinking. Bickering. Bantering.
Which is how you wound up in Azriel's bathroom with Rhys. Cassian told you guys to work it out. One thing leading to another and before you knew it, you were getting fucking destroyed by him.
“You’re such—thrust- a little—thrust- fuckin’—thrust- brat.”
His grip tightened around your throat as you gasped. His massive length ramming right against your cervix. The pain and pleasure swirling together into something of bliss.
Your eyes narrowed, a siren-like stare dancing across your face as the prick moved his lips against your exposed breasts.
He had only tugged your top down, lifted your mini skirt, and tore your panties off in two before his cock was balls-deep inside of you. “Maybe I’m a brat. But it’s obvious you fuckin’ love it—“
Taunting Rhysand, he let out a guttural growl. Tracing his hand from your throat to your cheeks and pinching them together— SLAP!- He let his palm land heavily across your face.
“I’ll tame you, darling- easily.”
God. You never expected sex with Rhys to be this fucking great. I mean you both hated each other. Despised each other. He pounded into you harder, hitting all your sensitive spots.
“Fuck! Don’t stop—“
You were close. Very fucking close. You heard a low chuckle escape through his smirk. Causing him to slap across your face yet again. “Hm? What’s that? Is the bratty little slut gonna finish for me?”
With a simple head nod, your eyes went submissive. Fuck— he did tame you. Didn’t he? You could feel the pride damn near radiating off of his tanned skin. The satisfaction of having you in such a vulnerable position.
He kept that same pace. Doing exactly what he was doing to make the pleasure sore within you. Legs trembling, your moans grew louder. And as your eyes locked, you felt your juices squirt out onto his massive length.
“A fuckin’ squirter too? Fuuuck—“
Rhysand rasped, his darkened gaze staring down at his dick which was covered in your sweet nectar. Reaching up, he grabbed a fistful of your hair, hauling you to your knees.
“Come. Now—“
Demanding you? Fuck why was it so hot? You obeyed and stared up at him with those glistening eyes of yours. Glossed over from the afterglow of an orgasm. “Mhmmm- what do you want me to do?” You questioned.
“You know what I want you to do… But since you think it’s cute to play stupid—“
He tugged your face closer to his length. Up until your lips skimmed against his tip, precum dripping off of it from his arousal.
“—Come clean up the mess you made, brat.”
“I—“ you went to speak but Rhys cut you off unable to wait. “Open your mouth. I’m not done using you—“ His cock was fucking throbbing.
Needing that release. He rammed his length into your mouth and down your throat. “Fuckin’ Hell- throat feels…so damn good.”
His hands both grasping your head, thrusting his hips as he essentially throat fucked you. Gagging noises filled the tiny bathroom as your doe-eyed look only made him smirk wider.
“Told you I’d get you to shut the fuck up-“
Being rather prideful and cocky. As usual. You felt your throat muscles stretching. He pounded harder. And harder. And harder. Tears pricking your eyes.
“Every last drop. You hear me? You’re to swallow every single drop of my cum.” Rhysand growled in that domineering tone of his before you felt his cock pulsate and throb.
His warm seed generously spilled down your throat, swallowing it without hesitation. His stare burned down into yours, giving a lighter, almost lazier slap across your face as he chuckled and pulled out.
“Wasn’t expecting that-“ Your voice was hoarse and raspy after the brutal force of him. Giving Rhys a sly grin of your own, you wiped excess saliva off your chin and mouth with the back of your hand.
Surprisingly, he had helped you up before pressing a softer, more delicate kiss to your cheek. A vast difference from how rough he was with you. How much of a dick he usually was with you.
“Well…Expect the unexpected, darling…”
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Okay but like this thought hit me last night and I NEEDED to bust out a quick Drabble😩
I hope you enjoy ewb!rhys as much as i doooo
As always, requests and asks are open! Even just to chat about what’s on our mind whether it’s ACOTAR related or not— we love yappin’ round here🍒
Rhys would love fucking you on the throne in the court of nightmares, or even cock warming while kier is droning on about something irrelevant
Maybe he takes you down to the court of nightmares before your first big appearance as high lady and helps you get comfortable sitting on the throne by bending you over the arm rest or kneeling before you and eating you out while you sit on the throne
Anon I wanna kiss your perfect brain because ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY !!!!
He’d forsure take you down to the court of nightmares before the first appearance as high lady of the night court. His hand skimming against the arm of the throne, a devilish smirk growing wide on his face. “Sit- get comfortable, darling”
Rhys would kneel in front of you, those violet specs of his swirling with a darkness of desire. Slapping your thighs apart so he could bury his thick tongue between your folds. Making sure that you’d cum a minimum of 3 times from his mouth alone before he’d absolutely destroy your perfect body on that throne.
Only you two knowing the amount of misbehaving you both had done on it.
And cockwarming??? Ohmygoddd—
Kier would be spitting out the most random nonsense while you’re sitting perched on Rhysands lap. Practically feeling the high lord rolling his eyes from annoyance and boredom. But one thing he knew was that he had specifically told you not to wear panties.
Your skimpy dress would be enough to hide the fact he was teasing his throbbing cock at your entrance. Slipping in, a whimper of a noise escaping your lips. Keir would cock a brow for a split second. Confused. But Rhys? He’d just smirk. Feeling your walls clench around his length. Knowing that when you two were done here he’d completely ravish you.
Hi, English isn't my first language, so I apologaize for any eventual mistakes.
Can I request Rhysandxreader smut? In bed Rhys is always the dominant, but reader wants for at least once be dominant one. Rhys agrees but has some trouble with giving up control, so reader use bondages on him.
I hope you have great day❤️
Hi my love! No need to apologize at all— I loooooved this ask! For some reason as I was writing this it just felt right to make it a modern au. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do💋
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Rhysand x Reader
Warnings: 18+, SMUT, MDNI, modern au, dom!rhysand, bf!rhys, bondage, control, pussy eating, handjob, mutual orgasm, teasing, dirty talk, dom&sub, Rhys finally submitting to us & being the munch king he is
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Rhysand's left hand was bound to the wooden headboard while you worked on tying the rope to the other. His cock ready to burst, precum dripping from his tip. Already aching for you.
“I just think it’s better if I have control, darling.”
He chuckled, a hint of nervousness escaping with it. But you? You just let that smirk widen as you tightened the knot. “It’s just one time. Don’t you wanna let me have some fun? If you’re gonna chicken out on me domming you— just let me know I guess.”
You shrugged. Attempting to act nonchalant, Rhys shook his head. Clearing his throat as his wrists fought against the restraint. “No no— Not chickening out at all… It’s just different.” His usual wicked smile spread across his face. Sly and slick.
“Good boy.”
You said simply yet seductively, causing the male to scoff lowly. Raising a brow, you made sure his hands were nice and secure.
“Excuse me?” You couldn’t help but poke your tongue into the inside of your cheek. Rhys's eyes were still dark as night. “It’s just… funny hearing you say that to… Me-“ He didn’t think you had it in you did he?
“You know… Why don’t you shut up and be a good boy, now—“
A temptress. A seductress. A dominatrix. You were channeling these vibes as you crawled on top of Rhys. Setting each knee on either side of his head before essentially sitting on his face.
He instantly groaned, turning your head back to glance at his dick which was visually throbbing. Oh, he fucking loved this. “That’s it, handsome— keep doing that.“ Moaning, you tried to keep that power.
His gaze burned up into yours. Seeing the way they shimmered as they slowly succumbed to you. His tongue lapping at your swollen little bud. “You taste delectable—“ Rhysand growled through his licks while you stretched one hand back.
Taking his pulsating length and stroking it. Causing the male to let out a guttural groan. His hips bucking from the touch. “I got you twitching over a simple handjob, hm?”
Teasing. Taunting. Domming. Rhysand never knew he would like this… This much. But maybe it was since it was you. “If you keep stroking like that—fuck-“ He couldn’t even complete his sentence.
Applying more pressure with his lips, swirling his tongue. He drank you in. You could feel your legs shaking. “Gonna cum for me, are you? God— I’m close too. Finish with me.”
Not a question. A demand. Rhys groaned between your folds with agreement. He lapped faster at your clit while your hand jerked faster. And faster. And faster. Before you knew it you felt Rhysand's wrists jolt against the restraints more so. His body trembling.
Shooting out of his cock, his seed nearly hit the back of your damn head. You smirked. The sight alone bringing on your own pleasurable orgasm. And Rhys? Oh, he licked up every last drop. Making sure none of your sweet nectar was left behind.
“That was… Fun… New-“
You both seemed to laugh lustfully as you climbed off of him. Beginning to unbind him from the rope while he smirked watching you with a softened stare. “You finally dommed me. Happy, darling?” He asked, wiggling his brows at you while you laid across his chest.
“Oh, you have no idea… And just letting you know… This wasn’t the last time I’ll be domming you, Rhys—“
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I had so much fun writing this— rhys giving up control for us is just 🫦🫦🫦
As always asks and requests are open! Got a special update coming here soon that involves the Acotar community👀
Could you write a smut between peregryn reader and Rhysand that includes wing play, pretty please?🥺
I hope you have a great day and week💜
Oooo this sounds fun! I don’t know much about peregryns but I’ll try my best for a little blurb-
Warnings: 18+, MDNI, SMUT, peregryn!reader, piv, wingplay, rough sex, orgasms, sub&dom, teasing, taunting, dirty talk, rhys having an obsession with our wings
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“Your wings always betray you first… long before that pretty mouth does.” Rhys murmured, fingers gliding beneath the arch of soft feathers as they fluttered open behind you. “I don’t know about that…” Speaking softly to the male, he took a step closer to you.
A sly and wicked smirk painted across his darkened features as he held his hand up to your wings. Not touching them yet. “Do you know what you sound like when I touch them?” Shit— His strong hand gently caressed over the velvet feathers.
You shuddered. Whimpering under your breath as goosebumps pricked over your entire body. “Beautiful- absolutely beautiful.” Rhysand whispered before you could even get a word out. Any words really. Because after that his soft lips slammed to yours in a heated kiss.
“Gods— you know exactly what I like. Feeling your wings on my own- fuck!”
Your moans were soft and delicate just like the arches along your back. The arches that were met with rhysands own leathery wings. The roughness skimming against the feathers only building your arousal more so. “So damned gorgeous— your body, your wings, you.” He growled inbetween his thrusts.
The tickles of both of your wings touching sending your body into overdrive. That warm euphoric sensation running through your veins as your nectar pooled along Rhys’s pulsating cock. Ready to explode his seed himself. And where better would his cum look than on those glorious wings of yours?
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Hehehe I hope you enjoyed this anon! If you’d like to teach me more about peregryns I’d love that
I feel Rhys would love to fuck you in front of a mirror
Maybe reader got a new mirror and Rhys takes advantage of it and now loves to see you riding him with your back to his chest and he makes you watch everything
I absolutely love your writing💜💜
OMGOMGOMG !!!
Rhys DEFINITELY loves fucking us in front of a mirror, esp bf!rhys—
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“That’s my good girl— fuck. Look how pretty you look taking all of me-“
Rhysand’s cock was deep inside your slick cunt as you rode him while he sat on his gaming chair. Your new mirror splattered with dirty hand prints all over it while you watched yourself fuck your boyfriend.
“Yeah? You think so?” You damn near teased the male, his lips falling onto the side of your neck as he grabbed two handfuls over your breasts. “I know so- look at yourself, darlin’—“
Purring against your subtle and sensitive skin, you bounced yourself even faster on the male. Watching yourself. Watching his creamy covered length slide in and out of you.
He loved watching you lose yourself in front of the new gold detailed mirror. Slowly becoming his beautiful mess…
Hi, love your writing and I hope you have great week❤️
Out of curiosity I wanna know your thoughts on what kind of other supernatural/folklore/mythical creature Rhys would be if he wasn't a fae? And how do you think it would affect his relation with reader, both SWF and NSFW?
Hiii anon! You’re too dang sweet!🤍
Ooooo the way I’ve thought about this already too hehehe👀
Rhysand is built around shadows, stars, temptation, wit, & control. He’s beautiful yet dangerous. If he wasn’t high fae I honestly think he’d fit the supernatural archetype of a vampire.
This is probably the best alternate form for him. At least in my opinion. Not the disfigured horror type but the ancient, aristocratic, devastatingly charismatic vampire.
Now regarding how it would affect reader…
SFW
He’d have that immortal exhaustion where reader becomes the one thing that makes him feel alive again-
The emotional intimacy would be ridiculous, in the best way possible. Rhys already gives the vibe of someone who memorizes every expression, every habit, every insecurity.
Would absolutely watch reader while she sleeps because immortals don’t need much rest.
Vampire Rhys would struggle with self restraint constantly
NSFW
Lots of neck touching, pulse fixation. Fingers brushing your throat “accidentally.”
overwhelming…Like… He’d feel like someone who has spent centuries mastering control and the hottest moments would be when that control starts slipping because of reader specifically.
Smirking whenever your pulse speeds up because he can literally hear it.
He’d absolutely weaponize eye contact too. The kind that makes you feel like you’re pinned in place.
Hi, I love your writing❤️ and I Hope you have a great week and day
I wanna share some thoughts on Rhysand: if his mate was half-high fae and half-peregryn (winged fae from dawno court) he would try to learn everything about how to cafe for peregryn wings. Like what products to use for feathers, buy a huge bed so his darling can sleep comfortably, and etc.. But he would also try to find all spots on her wings to bring her pleasure, tease(lovingly) about how she reacts... But the moment her wing brushes against his wing? I am sure that this man would whimper...
Ahhhh thank you love !!!
But omg YESYESYES! He would cater to his mates needs at all times! He’d want her to be as comfortable and relaxed as possible! But their wings brushing against each other?- oooou— I swear that man would cum on the spottt
