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[fanofiction]

"Keep it secret," the other man whispers, so quietly that he has to lean in to hear him – then Merlin suddenly reaches up and grabs the Prince's wrists, and his eyes are burning bright and uncontrolled. Then there's an immense searing pain in his lower arms as something thunders between them, exiting Merlin and flowing to him, and he's quite sure he can feel sparks between their skin but maybe he's imagining it. The bright light fades from Merlin's eyes and he releases the Prince, eyes closing and pulse slowing and breathing lessening.

"No," Arthur murmurs, his hands still gripping Merlin's face a little too tightly. "No."

"It's OK, really," the warlock replies. "I've been ready to die for you before."

"No. I won't let you die for me," he growls in return, moving to grip his manservant's hand with one of his, and he can feel an incredible warmth thrumming through him now, one that he's never experienced before. Merlin smiles, a little sadly, and his whole body relaxes.

In which Arthur uses Merlin’s magic to save its owner. Afterwards, things happen. A lot of things.

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Smut: ++

Overall Rating: ++++

Read it here: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/4635790/1/

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[fanofiction]

It’s here, you get the feeling that you aren’t alone. You get chills running up and down your spine and a sense that something is wrong, that you need to run, hide, get away, but your feet are rooted to the floor and you can’t seem to move. You’re frozen in place by fear, and your heart’s beating so hard in your chest you think you can hear it thumping in the silence of the room.

“…Eridan?” you whisper, and force yourself to turn around.

Of course, of course, he’s behind you, rising from the smooth surface of the floor like a nightmare given shape, form bleeding together from shadow, and his very appearance makes you tremble. He’s black as pitch and pale as the sun, not a trace of color on him except the pale lavender where his irises should be, hardly standing out in the sea of white.

Emerging from his back and splattered with violet are two heavy, broad wings, the exact size and shape of the angels’.

“What have you done?”

Fanfic Rec: “The Power the Dark Lord Knows Not,” by Newtavore.

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Angst: ++++

Smut: ++

Overall Subjective Rating: ++++

Read it here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/2399816

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[fanofiction]

"What do you mean, she's sick?" the Queen heard the telltale yelling of her island nation through the chamber doors, "She can't be sick! She's the bloody queen!"

"Mister Kirkland-" one of the ladies tried to soothe him, herding him away from the door.

"Don't Mister Kirkland me Miss! I'm damn well near a few centuries older than you I will not hear it!" he shouted, scaring the poor servant girl, "We don't live in the primitive time of the past and I expect you to come up with a cure!"

Fanfic Rec: “An Honourable Passtime,” by Thecattygrl.

Fluff: ++

Angst: ++++

Smut: ++

Overall Subjective Rating: +++

Read it here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1329313

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[fanofiction]

And so, as the siege of Orgrimmar was about to truly begin, the Banshee Queen was cracking a joke at the Lord Regent of Silvermoon. As if no time had passed. As if they were rangers together again. As if her heart still beat beneath her breast. She remembered her fellow Horde leaders making small speeches to encourage the heroes around them, but only one voice stood out from all of them. Sylvanas had already readied her bow, an arrow from her quiver poised and ready to be raised and fired. She had always loved the rush of battle, and the waiting game before each one was always horrendous. She was itchy with anticipation, her anger and frustration peeking through in her tight muscles and narrowed gaze. But then she heard Lor’Themar’s voice, and she was back in Silvermoon, training and laughing together. Her ears all but twitched in his direction as she zeroed in on his words of encouragement to those around them. And with that, her stance relaxed. She turned her head to his direction, her mouth quirked up in a smile.

“If you were to fall in battle,” she called to him, “- I could bring you back. You would make an attractive corpse.” The Banshee Queen could feel herself smiling lightly at her old friend and previous second-in-command. Lor’Themar was gazing at her with his one eye alight with humor -she knew if they had been standing closer together, he’d lean in to whisper ‘dont make me laugh on a battlefield, this is serious’ in her ear as he would attempt to contain his laughter (badly)- and his lips twitched the slightest bit to keep from smiling. She could almost see a light blush of embarrassment on his neck.

Fluff: +++

Angst: +++++

Smut: ++

Overall Rating: +++

Read it here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1834351

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[horanjetaime]

I try and calm my erratic heart, that is pounding against my ribs. "You drive me fucking crazy," I mumble into her neck. I raise my head just enough to kiss her lips softly, our sweaty bodies sticking together. "I love you, and I can't wait to show you again." I reluctantly get off and lay beside her. I pull the blanket out and throw it over my lower half as I raise my arm for her to crawl under. She snuggles into my chest, and I run my finger lazily on her back in random shapes - Niall

Every time he says he loves me, i get a shiver. He gets off me and I quickly cuddle to his side as he pulls the blanket over us. It feels colder without his body over mine and he lets his finger run on my back. “That was very good.” I admit, licking my lips. I get slightly closer and press my lips on his jaw. “I can’t wait until you show me again either.” I smirk and keeps kissing down his neck, my hand running gently on his chest. “Fuck I didn’t expect that.” I chuckle. “I haven’t been this happy in so long, Nee.”

[horanjetaime]

Watching her cum was to much, feeling her body shake and tense, her hands gripping my shoulders. Leveling her face with mine, as my thrusts get more sloppier, I look into her pleading eyes with her mouth parted. I lean down and kiss her, as I pull away a loud grunt leaves my lips as I still in her. shutting my eyes. I thrust slowly a couple more times taking my orgasm for everything it got. I kiss her again before dropping my face in her neck, still tense from the high - Niall

When he cums inside me i swear i could cum again. I move against him in motion with his thrusts to help him ride his orgasm. He finally kisses me again and puts his face in my neck as i wrap my arms around him, brushing my fingertips in his back again. I hear him pant and I whimper low as my fingers move up to his nape and in his hair. “Niall, fuck.” I let out with a satisfied sigh before to open my eyes and turn my head slightly to kiss his face. “I’m so in love with you…” It felt so good to have him close after all this time without him, i just hoped i’d never lose him again.

[horanjetaime]

I speed my thrusts up going harder and deeper. Grunting when she tells me to cum inside her, "You have to cum first love," I reach down between our bodies and start rubbing her, feeling her clench my cock makes me stumble my rhythm. I start gasping for air trying to hold back, waiting for her to cum first. Wanting to feel her pulsate around me, feeling her warm wet walls milking my orgasm out of me. I get sloppier getting closer and closer to my release, I rub her clit harder until she cums - N

He starts rubbing my clit and i grind up to feel his fingers better as his dick goes deeper inside me. I moan as i feel myself throb more around. I move up to kiss him more and pant against his lips. “Don’t stop, i’m cumming.” I watch his face twist and grip his shoulder, my nails digging gently in his skin. “Fuck!” I feel myself reach an orgasm as he grunts in my ear, fucking me harder suddenly. I press my thighs on his waist to bring him even closer to me and shake beneath him as my orgasm spreads inside me. “Please, come inside me.” I beg in a whisper before to moan some more

[horanjetaime]

I rest my forehead on hers just feeling her pussy throb around me. I stay still for a moment enjoying the feeling. "I love you too," I murmur against her lips as I slowly pull out, and rock back in. Feeling her completely encase my cock with every thrust. I keep our foreheads together not breaking eye contact once, as I fuck her at steady pace. Our hot breathes fanning across each others faces. Resting on my elbows on each side of her face just feeling her body react to mine - Niall

When he says he loves me too, i feel my heart jump in my chest. This is all i’ve ever wanted. I’ve been dreaming of him loving me for so long. He starts thrusting in and out of me steadily and we stare in each other’s eyes. He is so fucking hot and i can’t get enough of him. I let my fingertips brush on his sweaty back and down his ass. “Niall, fuck, you feel so good.” I whimper, moving up to brush my lips on his. I press my lips on his gently and moan against them. “I want to feel you cum inside me.” I murmur, kissing him softly again as he keeps fucking me.