So I'm in the mood for some smut. The sweet kind. And some insane shit—like face riding—since I am obsessed with that kind of stuff, honestly I couldn't find any for Xaden—don't know why—I thought it was something that needed to be fixed. Soooo... I'm my target audience. Enjoy!!!
P. S: because of some issues with tumblr, this was posted before I got to properly finish the writing. I would recommend you not reading this before its done and I remove this little message.
Love you!
Summary: so I wanted to write a scene where Xaden comes home after a few weeks and as the new Duke he had a lot of paperwork to do. But the only thing that was roaming your mind was how good his body could feel against yours.
Pairing: Duke Xaden Riorson x f!reader and he isn't a venin, I refuse to believe that even happened.
Word count: who knows 🤷♀ but this shit is loooooooonnnngggg.
What you'll get: porn with plot, sweet aftercare, cream pie, c-f-p-l, p-i-v, mention of every cuss words, nicknames(everything that can give you a minor heart attack), this can be disturbing to some, and for that I apologize. Minors if you do read this, hope you would like it(we all had that phase). There can be some spelling mistakes, try to ignore those.
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Once again it is that time of the month again. Well not that time. You are not on your period. Well maybe it would have been better if you were on your period, then you would have wanted to kill anyone who breathed the wrong way. Not fucking wanting to breed them like an animal in heat. Yes, ovulation is the worst.
So much so that you feel like you should be locked away from society during this week of the month. Your dragon Tairn is being an assailed about it. Of course he is because he doesn't get it. Mind you this is the same dragon that drags you to the front lines of every battle, acts like a dad all the time and even sometimes comforts you.
But the thing that is making you feel worse is that your boyfriend isn't here. Now any normal boyfriend would have stayed home and fuck the brains out of their girlfriend's mind. But you boyfriend Xaden Riorson is somewhere in the sky on a mission or something. You can't even tell when he'll get back. This tiny detail makes everything even worse.
Thankfully he came home fast because it has almost been two weeks since he was gone. Now, you do understand that your boyfriend is busy with everything going on in his life. The patrols and missions, God forsaken paperwork after he regained his title as the Duke of Tyrendore again. And now that fucking paperwork is holding him hostage again.
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Your pov.
I have been wet since this morning. Not only wet but soaked.
This morning Xaden came back home. I was there to greet him because Tairn notified me of his return. The moment I saw him I ran straight to his arms and wrapped myself around him in a tight hug, clinging to him like the koala I had became for him.
The way his hands wrapped around my waist as he held me close and buried his face in my neck, hot breaths heavy on my pulse point.
For some reason he didn't notice, maybe he did but ignored it. I thought he was too exhausted so I decided to let go of the hug and let him get freshened up. Honestly speaking, I kept staring at him, his arms and fingers.. those muscular biceps and thighs— get a grip girl!
And yeah that's exactly what it took for me to get wet.
I left him to it and went to the second bathroom in the house to have a cold shower, in the middle of winter. Because I need it in order not to jump his bones.
That didn't fucking help.
So now I'm here, outside of his office, standing there like a little creep instead of just knocking and getting in.
What's wrong with me today? I'd like to fucking know honestly.
I stand there just contemplating whether I should knock or not and them suddenly like the door was in a horror movie it slowly opened with drama, thanks to a shadow tendril.
My gaze crashed with Xaden's, the heat in his eyes almost made my knees buckle.
"Hi." I said like a ducking idiot. Really 'Hi'? That's the first thing that came to your mind girl?
I took a step in his office, eventually walking in. I heard the door close behind me, the soft sound almost making me shiver. Wow can't act normal for a second, can you?
I saw the slow curve of his lips he tried to hide—fucking hot. "Hi." he said back and that little edge in his deep tired voice was soooooo good.
I made my way towards him—And because I have to touch him—I wrapped my arms around his neck from behind while he was still sitting on his desk chair.
He leaned back into my touch as if it was as natural as breathing to him now. That made something in my heart clench and warm at the same time. He trusts me enough to be this comfortable with me.
I glanced at the table stacked with the week's paperwork me missed because of the mission.
"I couldn't welcome you home properly today."
I mumbled against the crook of his neck, taking his sent in—the very thing I've been deprived of all week. And it does absolutely nothing to calm my body down like it usually does.
To my words he just chuckled softly, as if I just told him a joke.
"I'm pretty sure that welcome hug was enough of a greeting for the time."
He said turning his head to the side and kissing my cheek—which would have been better if it were on my lips but I'll take what I can get.
"How are you feeling?" I asked, thumb rubbing the spot on his neck where I can feel his pulse.
"Mostly tired." he replies, relishing in my touch. So goddamned adorable.
That's right... He just came home after a whole week. What am I doing? Of course he's tired and busy. I should not try to seduce him or tire him more.
"Had dinner yet?" I questioned, pressing soft kisses on his sharp jaw.
"No, didn't have time for it. I—"
"What? You haven't eat anything since you arrived?" I asked, cutting him off. "Don't tell me you didn't even get out of this office."
"I haven't?" He says that as if he is rather asking a question. Meaning he totally didn't do anything aside from paperwork.
I know that my body demands something. But I'll rather slit my throat then let him stay this long without food in my watch.
"Dinner table. Now." I command, voice no longer soft.
He flinched the slightest at my tone, I know I'm coming out as bossy to him right now. But I say, fuck the paperwork. My man is more important.
"I had snacks and the refreshments you sent me—" he tries to argue.
He didn't have anything rather then two apples and a few refreshments all day?
"Kitchen." I cut him off again, my voice leaving no room for further argument.
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When I finally dragged him to kitchen, I made him sat down on a chair and cooked some thing for him.
I could feel his eyes on me, roaming all over my body, making my body go in hyper-aware mode. God's kill me, he's doing that on purpose.
"You're starting." I commented.
"Kinda hard not to."
he replies back—he's doing that thing with his voice the thing that makes my heart flutter and knees almost give out. I can't really explain how.
He continues "Have I ever told you how hot you look when you take matters into your own hands?"
"Flirting won't get you out of this situation, Riorson." I said back, trying to sound stern.
"Hot" he mumbled, making damn sure I heard him.
That cocky bastard.
"Soo.. I was thinking, how about..." I trails off as his hands wrap around my waist, then he continued again ".. I have you for dinner instead tonight.."
Do not fall for it. I repeat, do NOT fall for his tricks.
"Tempting. I'll tell you my answer later."
"For fuck's sake."
He murmured softly against my ear and,
that's the only warning I get from him before he turns me around to face him a lifts me onto the counter.
It all happened so fast I didn't even realize it at first. But when I did I gasped out loud.
People can walk in on is at any given moment. It cannot be either Brennan looking for a snack or any cadet in general.
"Xaden Riorson we are in a kitchen!" I whisper yelled, trying to push him away.
For someone who is trying to protest, I surely don't push him away hard enough. And the heat in between my legs just intensify.
"And my name is Xaden Riorson." He says smugly at my weak push and even weaker of a protest.
He starts to kiss down my chin, neck and collarbone. I couldn't do anything else then to grab his shoulders.
It's the hormones.... Yes. It's definitely the hormones making me this crazy.
Like I'm already not crazy about him enough. And I am left there unable to protest and praying to everything holly that I don't make any loud noises.
I swear to God my lungs almost forgot to work when his one hand made its way down my stomach.
"Xaden!" I try to whisper yell again but this time it only sounded more like a plea for sure.
"Yes, Trouble?" I whispers with such a boyish smile, his hands and mouth both speak a very diffirent language.
"We c-can go to our b-bedroom.." I tried to keep my breathing steady, I really did. But my voice stammered.
"Nah, you told me I can't sleep on an empty stomach. And I don't know about you but my dinner is right here."
So Imagine what kind of an out of body experience I had when his fingers finally brushed over my clit over my panties.
Hey guys hope you enjoyed it! Have a nice day/night/evening/noon/afternoon y'all!
