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Azriel murmured under his breath once you had stepped inside his townhouse. You felt your eyes narrow at the man, crossing your arms across your chest while he seemed to pay no mind. “Excuse me?”
“Sit.” Az didn’t even look up from where he had plopped down on the couch next to you. The audacity of this man. You should’ve left. Instead, you dropped down to sit next to him.
“I’m sitting. Now what?” The brattiness tinged over your tone yet the dealer's lips twitched into a sly smirk. “Whatchyu need?”
“I literally…” you sighed, trying not to let the heat between your legs pool too much. How did this man turn you on yet annoy you all in one?
“I told you when I texted you. Just some bud.”
His arm lazily draped around the back of the couch. Your pulse jumped through the roof as you fiddled with the rings on your fingers. “How much you need, doll?”
“I have…”
Pausing for a moment you dug through your purse, drawing out the crumpled up twenty and holding it up with your own small smirk.
“A twenty- I see. I could do a gram or…” Azriel started to speak as he reached over to the coffee table, getting a baggy and a scale ready. You swore you noticed his hazel eyes darken just a touch. “… I could do more…”
More. More weed? Right? Your face flushed up. It seemed you both were thinking the same damn thing. “How?” The question jumped from your lips eagerly.
“I wouldn’t mind throwing some more in for a pretty face like yours… Especially if—“
He was being confident of course. It should’ve annoyed you. But for some reason, it only made that second heartbeat thump between your legs faster. “If what?”
So. Damn. Bratty. But you wanted him to spit it out already. Az let out a low and dangerous chuckle. Hanging his head off the back of the couch while his tongue grazed over the inside of his cheek.
“If ya wanna use those gorgeous full lips of yours to compensate.”
It came out nonchalant but there was a growl aching to escape from his throat. So straightforward. You couldn’t help but blink at the dealer for a few moments. Processing it.
But that damn shit-eating grin of his stayed plastered across his features. Even while he grabbed one of his pre-rolled joints and sparked it up.
“Like a blowjob?!”
You almost sounded offended. Almost. Yet again he let out that cocky laugh of his. Raising his brow while he puffed on his weed. “You said it, darlin’. Not me.” The. Fucking. Nerve.
Although you couldn’t lie, couldn’t hide the fact that you really fucking craved him. “You wouldn’t last a minute with my throat game.”
“Ha- wanna bet?”
The tension was heating up between the two of you through the back-and-forth bantering. “You know what?”
“Hm? What’s that, doll?”
Before he could spew anything else, you leaned in and kissed him. Your lips locking with Azriel's. His hand instantly wrapped around your throat while your tongues swirled roughly together.
A damned good kisser. Fuck.
A husked groan seeped between his lips, holding the burning joint with his free hand. “You taste fucking sensational-“ Az growled as you started to kiss and lick down his jaw, to his neck.
“I know—“
That siren-like stare of yours burned to his for a split second before you dropped down to your knees. Teasing your fingers along the waistband of his grey sweatpants.
“Confident, aren’t ya?”
With a simple nod, you let one of your hands trace over the outline on his pants. Jesus. Fucking. Christ. This man is fucking hung. You felt your heart jump in your chest. “Hard, aren’t ya?”
Biting your lower lip to hide the growing smile across your face, Azriel's brows rose in amusement. Finding someone to match his style of banter and jokes was something new.
“Hard not to be when I got you down on your knees like that.”
He muttered, shifting his hips forward as you finally tugged his sweatpants down. His blood-filled length popping right out. Hard as a fucking rock. Veined to perfection and ready to burst.
“Well… let me work my magic—“
That was the last thing you had seductively whispered before starting to go down on him. You started simple. Kissing the precum right off his tip. Licking from his balls all the way to the top.
“Fuuuuck— such a damn tease.”
You let your tongue lick across your top teeth as you slowly stroked his cock. His darkened gaze burning down into yours as he took a hit from his joint. Blowing the smoke smoothly up above him.
“You know… I could go slower—“ You bratted right back, his head snapping down to yours with a domineering look glistening in his eyes. “You’re a fucking brat.”
With that his big hand found its way into your hair, wrapping it around into a ponytail as you pulled yourself closer to his dick. “Open.”
Another demand. But you obeyed. God- did you obey. Instantly. Those once siren-like eyes turning to a submissive doe-eyed gaze. Wrapping your swollen lips around his massive length.
“There you go- good fucking girl.”
A satisfied growl emitted, taking another long drag from his drug while you sucked him off. Azriel was definitely having the time of his fucking life right now.
He pushed down on your head, forcing his cock deeper down your throat. Your muscles stretched around it while you gagged, tears pricking your eyes. “Relax your throat, doll— there ya go- fuck. Just like that.”
Fuck. Did this man talk you through it. Mascara smeared under your eyes from the tears. But Azriel fucking loved this sight of you. Loved it.
“Such a pretty mess for me, aren’t we? A greedy little slut suckin’ me off so she can get some more weed.”
Your panties? Fucking soaked. Absolutely drenched. All you were doing was blowing him. Why the fuck did it turn you on so much? His hand kept a tight grip on your locks as his hips started to thrust harder. Faster.
“Keep lookin’ at me like that— Fuck. You’re gonna make me bust-“
Azriel's head hung back for a moment while he drilled down your throat like a damn jackhammer. Before you knew it you felt his warm seed explode down your throat. “Swallow.” He demanded through his groans and heavy breathing.
Once again, you obeyed. Swallowing every last drop of his cum before slowly pulling off his cock. Saliva dripped between your lips as you giggled. “Such a good girl when ya want to be, huh?”
His free hand grabbed you by the throat, gently bringing you into a softer kiss and helping you up. “When I want, yes.” You teased him right back while you sat beside him.
The half-smoked joint was handed to you, taking a long dragged-out puff as he nodded his head. “You good? Need anything?” He asked through his glazed-over gaze. Definitely as high as a kite.
“Just my weed and I’ll be on my way-“
He playfully rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “What? Don’t wanna stay a bit?” Az asked you as you both fell into a soft laughter together. He got your baggie ready. Giving you plenty more than what you asked for.
You just knew you’d be returning to him for weed. For drugs. The banter. The sex. The vibes between you both. It was just… Too damn good.
dealer!az has been taking over my fuckin brainnnn yall 🫠🤤
As always dividers are linked in my main ml— asks and requests open to all of you beauts🤍
IM BACK !!! Besides playing paralives, we took in a stray two week old kitten, plus dealing with some nasty weather. It’s been mayhem to say the least but so glad to be back and get some fun stuff out for yall!🤍
What are your headcanons for Rhys about how he kisses his mate and what types of hugs he gives? Or what are your favourite headcanons about him?
Thank you so much anon!! I’ve been a busy woman lately HAHA but I got some headcanons for our high lord FOR SURE- esp kissing hehehe
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• Forehead kisses constantly. It’s almost instinctive for him. Like anytime he sees you he’d lean down to press a kiss to your forehead.
• He cups your jaw/cheek. I can’t picture Rhys being a one hand on the waist kinda kisser. He’s very much a hand on the cheek, thumb brushing the skin type. And ooo does it drive me wilddd-
• Slow when you are alone. Drinking you in. Despite his flirtatious reputation, I think most of his kisses are unhurried. He likes lingering on your lips, wanting to savor the taste of you on his tongue.
• I do think Rhys would absolutely love some lip biting. Tugging on your lower lip teasingly, emitting a low chuckle while doing it because he knows exactly how much it turns you on.
Hello!! It’s cozy rainy anon here!! I have another Rhys request if that’s alright!
Reader gets a tattoo on her back to surprise Rhys and tries to hide it while it’s healing and he’s being a big baby about not being able to touch her and once it’s healed, she shows him and Rhys goes absolutely feral
Hope you’re doing well💜💜
Hi anon! I’ve been sitting on this for a while simply because I kept thinking of tattooartist!rhys hehe so Imma come at you with that!
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Body Art
Rhysand x Reader
Summary: After a week of hiding the new ink from your tattoo artist boyfriend, Rhys finally sees it. Instantly becoming obsessed with the new tattoo snaking down your spine.
Warnings: 18+, MDNI, SMUT, tattooartist!rhys, tattooartist!rhysand, bf!rhysand, modern au, teasing, taunting, praising, filthy language, dirty talk, groping, slapping, slight brat taming, implied PIV, roughness, rhys going crazy over our new spine tat
Rhys had been annoying you about the damn tattoo from the second you told him you got it done. Constantly trying to peek at it while it healed. Constantly trying to touch it.
Every time he’d get too close, you’d shove him away while he complained dramatically about how his own girlfriend was gatekeeping artwork from her literal tattoo artist boyfriend.
Once again, dramatic.
So by the time it finally healed he was losing his god damn mind over it. “You done torturing me yet?” Rhys asked while he manspread across the couch. You stood in front of the mirror fixing your hair.
You glanced at him innocently. Giving him those submissive eyes that had him weak in his knees instantly.
“Depends.”
Rhys narrowed his eyes, shaking his head a bit. “Darlin’…” The way he said it already had warmth spread between your thighs. Your heart thumping hard in your chest.
Fuck it. It was healed anyway. You slowly spun around, throwing your shirt right off. Exposing the tattoo running intricately down your spine. Rhysand froze. Finally taking it in.
His darkened gaze dragged over every inch of it slowly before he leaned forward, elbows on his knees. You couldn’t help but let a few giggles slip through your lips. Swaying your hips from side to side.
“Holy fuck-“
You bit back a flirty smile. Taunting your boyfriend even more so. “Dramatic much?”
“You got that on your body and thought I was gonna react normally?”
The way it left his throat, low and rough, it sent a shiver straight through you. Rhys stood immediately, walking over and towering over your frame.
His hands found your waist before slowly sliding upward, his fingertips ghosting over the tattoo gently. Goosebumps pricking over your skin. And Rhysand noticed. He always noticed.
His expression changed completely. Dark. Cocky. Hungry. “Oh, you like that.” Rhys growled through his teeth, his cock already pumping full of blood. So outstretched it could practically burst.
“I’ve spent weeks thinking about this damn tattoo.” He spoke before you could even get a word out. His hands snaked lower across your hips, massaging them roughly.
His mouth found your shoulder while his hands roamed over your entire body as if he couldn't help himself anymore. He couldn't. “You know how hard it’s been? Knowing you had this under your clothes?”
“Oh, trust me- I know.”
You felt yourself giggling more, feeling his kisses along your shoulder, your neck, your jaw. His hand squeezing along your curves harder. Pressing himself against you so you could feel exactly what you did to him.
“Cruel fuckin’ woman.”
Rhysand chuckled dangerously before instantly picking you up, repositioning you so that now you were bent over the couch. “Can’t help it. I love to see you beg”
Oh, at this point you were asking for it. He ripped your panties to the side. Taking both of his big and strong hands to jiggle your ass. Admiring the way it moved and of course, admiring that fresh new ink. “You’re gonna regret that, brat—“
He couldn’t unzip his jeans fast enough. Throwing his own t-shirt off. He wanted you. Craved you. Fucking needed you. —slap!- Rhysand's heavy palm smacked right across your ass causing you to yelp.
“Bent over with a perfect view of that ink, darlin’. God- I’m gonna fuck you all damn night.”
Those were the last respectful words that Rhysand had said because spending the rest of the evening doing anything but respectful things to you and your body.
But that tattoo? Fuck he couldn’t get enough of it. His eyes constantly kept going to it. Fucking constantly. He was obsessed with it, sure. But even more obsessed with you.
We finally got one glimpse of tattooartist!rhys heheh ofc way more to come— this ask was just too good to pass up!
Summary: When your usual dealer leaves town and sends you to one of his friends, you expect a quick pickup. Not tension and flirting. Which is exactly what happens. What starts as a one time stop quickly becomes something far more addictive than the high you chase.
Warnings: 18+, MDNI, SMUT, dealer!azriel, dealer!az, modern au, drug use, smoking, weed, tension, teasing, flirting, filthy language, dirty thoughts, sexual tension, late night, slight introduction to dealer!cassian as well, only the start to our dealer!az
The text back from your usual dealer, Cassian, came through at exactly 10:47 p.m. You were digging through your nightstand. Hoping to find an old roach or some dried-up bud.
Outta town for the week. Hit up Az instead. He’ll take care of you.
That was it. No warning. No explanation. Just a number underneath the message. Fuck my life. I just wanted some weed. You lingered at the text for a good few minutes before finally grabbing your hoodie and keys.
You texted the number. Mentioning Cassian had given you the hook up with him. He instantly agreed and sent over the location. It was easy. Too damn easy.
The address led you to some quieter streets, blacked-out townhouses, and expensive cars along curb. How come I had never been to this side of town? You almost thought you had the wrong place until the front door opened before you could even knock.
And there he was… Azriel.
Tall. Broad shoulders filling the entire doorway. Tattoos inking beneath the sleeves of a black thermal pulled tight over his muscles. Dark messy hair hanging over his forehead. Cassian had mentioned him before but… Damn. He didn’t mention he was a fucking smoke show.
His hazel eyes dragged over your entire body once. Slowly. Not subtle either. It made heat slither straight between your thighs. Feeling yourself slightly rubbing them together.
“You gonna stand there all night?” His voice was low and raspy, the lingering smell of pot and cigarettes mixed with cologne clung to him. You swallowed hard and stepped inside.
The house smelled like smoke, alcohol, and something dangerously masculine. Music played quietly somewhere deeper in the house. The tension hit instantly, thick enough to choke on. Although you thought of something else you could choke on.
Azriel shut the door behind you with one of his scarred hands, gaze still fixed on you as if he was trying to figure you out. One brow slightly cocked. “You Cassian’s girl?”
“No,” you answered quickly. A little too quick. But you weren’t one of Cassian’s flavor of the month. One corner of his mouth twitched into a smirk. “Relax, doll- Was just asking.”
Doll. God.
You followed him toward the kitchen island, trying not to notice the way his shirt stretched across his muscular back. Noticing the bulk even beneath the thicker fabric. Trying not to notice the fact that he kept glancing at your legs. Your lips. Your body.
Like he couldn’t help himself.
“What’re you looking for?” Azriel asked casually. Really taking note of the height difference between you both. “Um, just some weed.” You could feel your breath pause.
He nodded once before reaching into one of the cabinets. Even that looked hot somehow. Fuck was I ovulating? What was wrong with me? When he turned back around, he stepped closer to you. Closer than you’d expect. Close enough for you to catch the scent of him fully now. Close enough that your stomach tightened.
“That enough?” he asked, holding the bag between two tattooed fingers. Your hand reached out at the same time his did. Both your Fingers brushing against one another. Azriel paused. So did you, right before grabbing the baggie.
His eyes lifted slowly to yours, dark and dangerous. Then lower. To your lips. The smallest smirk pulled at his mouth like he knew exactly what that tiny touch just did to you. And oh did he fucking like it.
“You sure you didn’t come here for somethin’ else?” Azriel's tone was suggestive. Deep and husky but it fueled that arousal between your legs more so.
Your breath caught embarrassingly fast at his words. Azriel noticed. Of course he did. Fuck. “Like what?” You questioned in that same breathy manner.
That smirk deepened slightly, chuckling under his breath. He leaned back against the counter, his arms folding across his chest. His muscles flexing naturally. His eyes practically burning through you. Imagining what your skin looked like beneath your clothes.
“You always this nervous around strangers?” Az questioned you, licking over his lips ever so slightly.
“I’m not nervous.”
“Mhm-“
The words rumbled out of his throat. You playfully rolled your eyes, trying to ignore the way your pulse kept jumping every time he looked at you. “You flirt with all your customers like this?” You teased the dealer, voice soft and playing coy.
“Only the pretty ones.”
Jesus. Fucking. Christ.
Heat spread straight across your cheeks as Azriel looked entirely too pleased about it. This banter between you both was like none other. It came on quick. Naturally. Effortlessly.
“You blush easily.” Az murmured, his darkened gaze glued onto yours. Unable to look away. Hunter and prey.
“You stare too much—“
“And you like it.”
The confidence in his voice should’ve annoyed you. Like most men annoyed you. Instead, it made your stomach flip. Warmth pooling in your panties.
Azriel pushed off the counter slowly. Closing the distance between you two, Towering over you. Making the entire kitchen suddenly feel way too small. Too hot.
“You know…” he trailed off smoothly and quietly. “Cassian didn’t mention you were so cute.” Your laugh came out a bit louder than intended. “Cute?”
“Mhm-“ His eyes dragged down your body again. Obviously checking you out. Not even trying to hide the fact he was into you “Though I think I’m underselling it.”
Your fingers tightened around the little bag in your hand.
“You do this on purpose?” Questioning az through a now siren-like stare painted across your face, he raised a challenging brow. “Do what, doll?”
Giving him a bratty little look, you pursed your lips, slightly puckering them out. his mind raced with ideas of how exactly he’d use those lush lips of yours.
“Look at me like that.”
His head tilted slightly, tongue grazing along the inside of his cheek teasingly. Tauntingly. Domineeringly. “How’m I lookin’ at you?”
Like he wanted to ruin your life.
But you definitely weren’t saying that out loud.
Azriel stepped even closer when you didn’t answer right away. Close enough your back brushed the counter behind you. One of His hands landing beside your hip, trapping you there as his free hand dug into his pocket.
“Wanna ease those nerves? Smoke a blunt with me.”
Not a question. A demand. How could you say no to that? A sly smile of your own widened across your features, giving Azriel a small head nod. “Gladly-“
Ahhhh dealer!az is finally here !!! I hope yall enjoy this tension filled fest hehehe
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Summary: biker!azriel decides to take you on a smooth ride to his special spot for a little special fun👀
Warnings: 18+, SMUT, MDNI, biker!az, biker!azriel, modern au, dirty talk, semi public, fingering, clit play, vibration, squirting, praising, teasing, dating app, hook up, slight dom&sub, slight marking, he owns a bike & unfortunately also your self control
This wasn’t the first date. Nor the second. It was the sixth date between you and Azriel. When you downloaded that god-awful dating app your friends had you get, you never expected to match with someone so mysterious yet gentle in unexpected ways.
A quiet blade sheathed in silk.
However, what wasn’t quiet was the rumbling motorcycle engine beneath you two as he drove toward the lookout spot.
His secret, special spot. Azriel mentioned it to you through texts and the thought of something so secretive to him enticed you. Of course, you said yes.
“Closer—“
A demanding tone. Yet it held a sense of carefulness to it. You scooted yourself closer to the male. Your arms locked around his waist tighter while he leaned into the final turn like he trusted the road itself.
The bikes roar simmered as he came to an easy stop. Placing both boots flat on the ground, turning his head to look at you. “Wow… Az, this is breathtaking…” A mere whisper fluttering through your lips as you took the scene in.
From the cliff, the city lights gleamed brightly in the distance, and the stars twinkled ever so perfectly above both of you.
“Isn’t it?”
His voice purring lowly, sending a shiver down your spine as you stared over at him. But Azriel? He was looking at you. Drinking in your beauty. The view that was simply you.
“It’s so sweet of you to bring me here…”
You felt the apples of your cheeks shade into a deep crimson. His intense gaze burning into yours. And for a moment you felt your heartbeat pick up. Perhaps the one between your legs as well.
A sly smirk twitched onto his lips as he hopped off the bike and onto the gravel road. Leaving you straddled on it. “You deserve it. A special spot for a special girl-“
Butterflies filled your belly. So sweet yet so damn smooth. You felt yourself staring at the handsome man, getting lost in those hazel eyes of his. But Azriel? He was doing the same, yet the amber specks were slowly darkening. “W-what? What is it?”
A breath. A tension growing between you both. Feeling a pull to him. That same sly smirk only seemed to spread wider across his features.
“Every time I look at you…I want to touch you…”
So smooth yet again. Warmth ran throughout your entire body as he brushed some of your hair behind your ear. Fuck it. He was gentleman enough. It had been a few dates. You needed him. Fucking craved him.
“Then… touch me.”
The whisper hardly left your mouth before you felt his soft lips slam to yours. His body pressing firm and tightly against your own while his other hand gripped your waist tightly.
Heated. The kiss was instantly turning into one of seduction. Azriel repositioned you, turning you to face him as you sat on the bike. The vibration from the engine only building up that arousal between your legs more so.
“God— I’ve been waiting to taste you.” He growled, his hand snaking down from your cheek to your breast. Firmly grasping it before slipping lower to the hem of your flowy sundress.
You smiled through the kiss. “And? How do I taste?” Teasing Azriel, a small groan emitted low from his throat. “Absolutely sensational.” He husked into your mouth, his hand now massaging the inside of your thigh.
A soft little whimper slipped through your lips, only giving him that approval even more. He traced over your dampened lace panties. “Got you soaked already, hm?”
That damn domineering tone. You managed a breathy “yes—“ before he yanked your panties to the side. Taking his pointer finger and running it along your slit to tease you.
Your breath hitched as he moved his mouth down to your jaw, kissing until he got to the delicate side of your neck. “You gonna be a good girl for me, beautiful?” Again, you gave a quick and eager head nod.
With that, Azriel thrusted two fingers inside of you. The cool feeling of his silver rings only adding onto the pleasurable sensation. “F-fuck!” you cried out while he smirked against your subtle skin.
“You can’t control yourself, can you? Feels too good already?”
He chuckled under his breath before pulling his head back to stare into those submissive eyes of yours. “So good, Az— fuck. You really know what you’re doing.”
“I know I do.”
His thick fingers moved in such ways that it could only be described as otherworldly. A come here motion with both of them before he stretched his thumb out to press on your swollen little bud.
All the sensations were making you melt for the male. But what was really getting you now? When Az reached over with his free hand, twisting the throttle which only made the seat vibrate harder. The motorcycle purring along with you.
“You like feeling the bike's vibration while I finger fuck this slit?” He asked as your body jolted, a sea of moans effortlessly slipping through your now swollen lips.
Again, you nodded eagerly. Euphoric sensations only rising more so. “Y-yes. I do- god it feels— fuck!- it feels so good—“
A mess. You were slowly becoming a mess for Azriel. God did he adore this sight of you. And this was just some foreplay. Nothing crazy. But god, you couldn’t even imagine how great the sex would be with him.
“You feel how close you are to cummin’ from just my fingers? Imagine my cock-“
Azriel moved his head swiftly, dropping his lips back to the crook of your neck. Kissing, biting, and sucking as he pleased. Leaving his mark on his new beautiful conquest. You.
“God— I’m really close. Really fucking close.” Your entire body started to quiver. But the biker used that same free hand to twist the throttle yet again. The vibration from revving up the engine sending you right over the edge.
“I know, sweetheart, I know… That’s a good girl- Fuck— cummin’ on my fingers like that.”
Az talked you through an intense and pleasurable orgasm. His darkened gaze falling to watch as your juices squirted out onto his hand and rings. Drenching the saddle of his bike.
Once you started to catch your breath, you felt your eyes flicker between his. Heart racing as the tension grew. “Az, that was—“ Your words cut off when suddenly bright headlights were zooming in your direction.
“Fuckin’ Hell! Hop on, babygirl-“
Low and demanding yet again, you quickly obeyed. listening to him as you adjusted yourself. Both of you repositioned on the motorcycle before he took off.
Some random people were driving around the spot. You didn’t want them to see anything. And Az? He didn’t want anyone to see you in such a vulnerable position. Because that was only for his eyes.
Possessive and jealous already, though he wouldn’t say that aloud. Not yet at least. He craved you like no other. And even though he didn’t get to feel your walls stretch around his cock tonight, he knew he would soon. Especially hearing the little noises you made for him.
But getting this little teaser? Fuck it made his imagination run wild until the next time he’d see you…
Ahhh first biker!az fic🥹 love making au’s come to life! Hope yall enjoyed this one, plenty more to comeee
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