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[babythegod]

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Hello~ Hello~

I saw your Nu: Carnival - Bliss masterlist and I couldn't help but want to send you a request for it. May I have Eiden find another clan member (male reader), an ancient gem dragon alive long before Huey was? He doesn't like humans and prefers to stay up in his mountain cave and when he talks about Huey he calls him ""that foolish bastard"". I don't think the male reader would be a tsundere, but a lonely person with a lot of pain and loneliness from the past; so, a much more mature Edmond. This post doesn't have to have smut or be suggestive if you want it to be.

🍁Maple Anon

Eiden (+ Aster, Morvay, Quincy & Kuya) - Cold  Gem Dragon Male Reader 

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Hey 🍁Maple Anon, I don't know how, but this turned into a lesson in dragon anatomy around the halfway point and is probably not what you wanted, but I added extra bullet points as well as a few more characters to remedy that! The lyrics quoted in this one are from the song “Gold” by Jeff Williams. —Benny🐰

Warnings –> Dragon Dong Anatomy, Eiden, Kuya & Morvay Are Warnings In Themselves, Sexual Situations, [Name] Is Lowkey Prejudiced Against Humanity, Eiden is Horny as Usual, Quincy is Now a Unit of Measurement, Benny forgot how headcanons work

                                                                                                   

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❝𝕯𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐; 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖚𝖕 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖒𝖞 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙-- 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓; 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖐𝖊𝖊𝖕 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖘𝖆𝖋𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖒~❞

. . .

First, lets do some exposition!

𖢻  I imagine that [Name] was a part of the original clan members of Huey's; except the dragon wasn't exactly an official member per se. Maybe Huey wanted him to join, but he's literally an ancient dragon, and if said ancient dragon says ‘no’, it's best to just leave it at that. Also, with the mention of [Name] being a gem dragon; it made me think of a scenario where Huey actually got his neon gemstone from [Name]. Maybe Huey wanted to test his strength against a legendary dragon and ended up only being able to knock loose a tiny sliver of the reptile's gem claw.

𖢻  I would think that Huey pulling up to [Name]’s humble mountain cave and trying to run the hands with him would probably add to the dislike of humans too. But, most likely, after the ‘fight', Huey would get tired and rest outside of the cave for a few days, conversing with [Name], and the dragon began to get used to his presence. Huey would probably flaunt his ‘victory’ in the form of making a necklace of the sliver of [Name]’s claw, which would annoy the ancient reptile, but the dragon would teach his newfound companion how to harness the gem's essence. But eventually… Huey's visits to his mountain cave would abruptly stop.

Now, onto the present, when Eiden arrives!

𖢻  Eiden probably met [Name] after everyone else, since the dragon isn't an official clan member. It'd probably be on their way back to Aster's mansion that someone, likely Morvay, would ask the vampire how [Name] had been. To which Eiden would then ask them who that was since he hadn't heard of anyone by that name during the entirety of his stay in Klein. This, the group, consisting of  Eiden, Aster, Morvay, Quincy, and Kuya –since the rest declined to go with in favor of heading back to rest after a long journey– took a detour and scaled up the great mountain of Chalcedony (I couldn't think of anything else) to visit the dragon.

𖢻  Eiden's first meeting with [Name] wouldn't be all that positive, with the dragon both disliking humans and having grown some resentment toward Huey. However, with Eiden being himself, he'd probably just catch on that the dragon was lonely and was pushing people away to protect himself, so Eiden convinced the others to allow him to stay in the dragon's care for a little while to soften the reptile's walls.

𖢻  The relationship between both of them from that point on can be described as a confused and exasperated husband with his headstrong and prideful wife who's a bit mean. [Name] taught Eiden to harness and control the essence in the neon gemstone (which is probably just tourmaline, if I'm being honest); the poor guy got a good handful of glares and head smacks whenever he fooled around too much. [Name] probably calls Eiden a fool or ‘young human’ most times, only rarely calling him by his actual name, as he saves that for more intimate situations.

Speaking of intimate situations...

𖢻  Let's get into [Name]’s assets~ The ancient dragon has two very large horns that curved behind his head in almost a horizontal ‘S’ shape. They are made of the same glowing rainbow gemstone as the one hanging from Eiden's neck and make for a very good stabilizer if you reach out and grab them like handles. While they aren't an erogenous zone, if you tug on them, they do hurt a bit and I imagine that [Name] is probably a masochist. Going a bit farther down we have his thick tail and two dicks– yes, that's right, we're following that trope on this one. [Name]'s tail is quite long and incredibly strong as well. It can support several heavy objects and 15 Quincys, even more than that if he's in his true form.

𖢻  Onto the pp! [Name]’s members both rest inside of a somewhat small internal sleeve when they're not at full mast. The inside of the sleeve is incredibly sensitive, with the walls being made of thin and smooth, spongy flesh, with an organ located near the back that secretes a sticky, lubricating slick that makes it easier for both members to slide in and out. The sleeve's entrance– or rather, the exit, is a simple vertical slit situated just a few inches above where a human man's schlong would be. When flaccid, [Name]’s dicks are about 2-3 inches long with a circumference of 1 inch, allowing them to rest in the sleeve without issue. But when aroused they grow to about 9-10 inches long with a circumference of 4.5 inches. They have a thin and tapered tip and various bumps and ridges along the underside and are a nice reddish pink in color.

Anyway–! Let's get back on track!

𖢻  Eiden, of course, finds [Name] super hot, but also incredibly intimidating; considering the dragon tried to kill him when he first noticed the gemstone hanging from the brunette's neck. But, after a week of spending time together in [Name]’s cave, Eiden managed to soften the ancient reptile up. Now, the world hopper sets aside a day every week to visit his favorite handsome dragon; letting the horned man train him to be stronger so that he doesn't have to rely so heavily on everyone else. That's not to say that the two don't spend time together doing other things as well though. Oftentimes, Eiden will pester [Name] about giving him a ride on his back because ‘he's never ridden a dragon before’; the audacity.

𖢻  Though… that request for 'a ride’ usually devolves into a steamy session of the sexy dragon hopping up and down on his favorite human's dick. He won't let poor Eiden cum for hours on end; stopping whenever the man gets close to punish him for his insolence. Rest in peace to Eiden's pp. We'll be holding a candlelight vigil later today in its honor.

𖢻  Aster, bless his greedy heart, always tries to convince [Name] to come to his mansion and stay for a while. The vampire both wants to brag to other nobles that he knows the great tyrant of the mountain and also just wants an old friend to visit his home and stay for a bit so that they can catch up. The two had been ‘apart’ for some time –despite Aster hypnotizing a few people to send [Name] letters every month– and the little vampire had missed him dearly. He also just wanted his favorite mannequin to come back…

𖢻  Morvay and [Name] have a strange relationship. Oftentimes, when the incubus had grown to find his regular meals less filling, he would pay a visit to his favorite dragon for a full-course meal that'd last him a whole week! However, when the insatiable familiar has had his fill, the two just cuddle and talk about how they have been since they saw each other last. Morvay fills the ancient beast in on all the details his empty little head can remember, and [Name] says the same thing as he usually did: ‘It was uneventful’. It's a nice little routine the two have and they prefer it that way.

𖢻  Quincy is surprisingly not despised by [Name] despite his status as a human. The two have only interacted twice in the past; the first being when Huey brought him by the horned man's cave after weeks of begging and the second being when [Name] made the spontaneous decision to leave his cave and take a walk around the forest for a while. Both meetings weren't too bad; the two men really just stared at each other in silence the entire time; not being bothered to talk at all. [Name] finds the tall blonde to be a comforting presence– Topper's cuteness helps as well.

𖢻  Kuya… is himself. He and the old man in the mountain had actually never met before Eiden brought him and the others with him to meet [Name]. However, the sly fox was incredibly intrigued by the dragon and paid several visits to the cave after the initial one. Kuya loves reclining against a boulder and listening as the other recounts memories of a time that the yokai hadn't even been alive for. It was quite relaxing and even more interesting than those illusion cards that the young master had tricked him with.

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❝𝕷𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖒𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖔𝖋 𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖓 𝖆 𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖗'𝖘 𝖉𝖆𝖞; 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖜𝖆𝖞-- 𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖌𝖔𝖑𝖉~❞

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[ray4hotchner]

Bliss

❀ 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: aaron hotchner x reader

❀ 𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: A short drabble of Aaron being a girl dad🤍

❀ 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 1k

❀ 𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣’𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖: Hey, my loves🥰 I just saw this video and immediately thought of Aaron and had to write something short and cute. Thank for reading and let me know what you think. Comment if you want to be tagged in other Aaron fics🤍

❀ 𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕔𝕔: @iyv-ray24

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Ao3

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It was one of those lazy Sundays. Aaron sat at the kitchen table, engrossed in his laptop as he tackled his emails. Jack, meanwhile, diligently worked on his science project at the kitchen island. You had just placed a Sunday roast dinner and a pumpkin pie into the oven before joining Jack to help him with his model of the solar system.

The kitchen was filled with a delicious aroma, accompanied by soft music playing in the background. The dark, rainy fall weather outside only added to the cozy ambiance of the room. Even after four years of marriage, you couldn't believe that this was your life now—your home, your family.

Little footsteps echoed through the house as Violet, your 3-year-old daughter, joyfully entered the kitchen. She proudly displayed the fourth outfit she had changed into in the last hour, undoubtedly leaving her room in quite a mess. But that was a problem for later. No one was going to stop her now, especially not when she was so enthusiastically staging a runway show for the entire family. She loved the attention she received from everyone and erupted into giggles whenever she got enough compliments.

Now in a pink, flowy dress, she gracefully walked up to you and her brother, performing a little spin while awaiting your verdict.

"Wow, Vi, this is the best one yet," exclaimed Jack, making his little sister giggle.

"He's absolutely right, sweetheart. This dress looks so pretty," you chimed in. Violet skipped over to her father to bask in some more of his attention. As she approached, he promptly pushed his laptop aside and turned his full attention toward her.

"Oh wow, look at this adorable little princess," he exclaimed.

She twinkled her eyes at him, tugging at the hem of her dress and performing a delicate curtsy before asking, "Will you dance with me daddy?"

"Of course, my angel," he replied, rising to his feet, which prompted giggles from Jack and you in the background. She had him so wrapped around her tiny fingers that he couldn't deny her anything.

"Can you hold me and spin really fast?" she asked sweetly as he lifted her into his arms.

"Of course, pumpkin. What song do you want?"

"Tangled!" Of course, 'Tangled' was her favorite Disney movie, and she never went to sleep without her Pascal stuffy.

"Alexa, play 'I See the Lights,'" Aaron said, and the soft melody began to fill the kitchen. They both started singing and swaying to the music, while you and Jack watched them with big smiles on your faces.

Seeing them together made your heart swell with love. You had known that Aaron was an amazing father from the moment you met him years ago. His gentleness and affection toward Jack had only deepened your love for him.

After getting married, Jack insisted on wanting a sibling, and you were confident that Aaron would be wonderful with your child too. However, he exceeded all your expectations.

Aaron had even reduced his workload to support you during and after the pregnancy and when they found out it was going to be a baby girl, both he and Jack had erupted with excitement.

Jack stood up, turned towards you, and extended his hand, asking, "Mom, may I have this dance?"

"How could I say no to such a handsome prince?" you replied, rising and taking his hand. Jack had grown so much taller since the time you first met him, when Aaron introduced you as his girlfriend. Now, he was a teenager and almost as tall as you, clearly taking after his dad in height.

Now, all of you were twirling around in the kitchen, and as your eyes met Aaron's, all you could see was pure love and bliss. The song was coming to an end when the oven timer went off.

"Thank you for the dance, my love," you said, kissing Jack on the head before walking over to the oven.

Aaron did one last, big spin with Violet in his arms, causing her to laugh cheerfully. With a big kiss on her cheek, he gently set her down, and she instantly ran over to her brother, clearly not finished with dancing.

The two siblings continued dancing while you pulled the pie out of the oven and checked on the chicken.

Aaron came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He buried his face in your neck, leaving little kisses there. You placed your hand on his cheek and tilted your neck to give him better access.

"I love you so much, you know that," he whispered in your ear.

You turned around within his embrace, your hands laced around his neck. "I know, honey, I love you too."

"I'm so grateful that you chose me," Aaron said with a mixture of tenderness and sincerity in his voice.

"Aaron," you began, your eyes welling up with affectionate tears, but he stopped you, his gaze filled with warmth and appreciation.

"No, really. You gave me this," he said, pointing towards the kids with his head, "you gave me a family and a home… happiness."

"And this is only a home and a family because you are a part of it, my love," you replied, kissing his dimple.

He gazed at the kids, a glimmer of nostalgia and love in his eyes, and then back at you, his expression filled with affection. With a mischievous smile, he said, "I think we should make another one."

"Another what?" you asked, raising an eyebrow, a mix of surprise and curiosity in your voice.

"Another baby," he answered with a grin, a playful spark in his eyes that mirrored his excitement.

"Oh no, Aaron Hotchner. Don't give me that look," you said, trying to pull away, but he held you close and brought you into a kiss. You were immediately lost in the touch of his lips.

"Eww, Jackie, Mom and Dad are being gross again!" Violet exclaimed, pointing with her finger at you, which made everyone laugh.

"Okay, okay. The dance party is postponed until after dinner. Now, everyone, wash your hands and help me set the table, please," you announced, pushing Aaron away after whispering suggestively into his ear, "We'll talk about this tonight."

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𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕤: @callm3c0nfus3d @mrs-ssa-hotch

[acurvyromantic]

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[readychilledwine]

Eris Week Day Four Hounds | Autumn Equinox

Unconditional

Prompt - Do Eris hounds like someone else more than him? How does Eris feel about this? Has Eris ever given one of his hounds as a gift to someone within the court?

Warnings - swearing and unedited

A/N - happy day four of @erisweek2023 my loves. It is a double post day! I personally believe Lucien has a deeper connection to nature and animals, so when I saw this idea, it immediately put this in my head.

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Lucien dropped his bags and weapons, holding his arms out as three smoke hounds ran to him. Their whip-like tails were moving with blinding speed as the fastest of the three reached him and leaped into his arms, knocking him over.

Rhysand laughed nervously and backed away slowly. Lucien was chuckling as the three hounds licked him and laid on him, waiting for their master. They were whining if Lucien stopped scratching them, or stopped kissing them, or stopped talking to them in the soft baby voice he was using.

A deep chuckle came from the tree next to Rhysand. Eris was leaned against it, his arms crossed along his chest. "Rhysand."

"Eris," the High Lord said calmly. "How are you?"

"Annoyed my hounds ARE NOT DOING THEIR JOB." The three hounds snapped their heads towards Eris and Lucien's auburn brows went up. "Stop it. You all are hunters, not pets." The hounds ignored him, going back to kissing and receiving love from their uncle. "No no it's fine," Eris muttered. "I just feed you. Bathe you. Groom you. Ignore me though. It's fine." Eris straightened his jacket before inclining his head to Rhysand. "Welcome to my cabin. Please, come inside. How are you? Did you two winnow or fly?"

Rhysand followed him. "Things are well, we winnowed." He was blind sided as another smoke hound rushed to him, weaving herself around his legs before sitting prettily in front of him with her nose raised, waiting for a pat. "Well, hello, little darling." Eris could sense Rhysand's nerves.

His hounds were deadly. There was no other way to put it. To the outside world, they appeared to be ruthless hunters and trackers, willing to tear anyone and anything apart. In the safety of his cabin, though, they were his children. They took turns laying in bed with Eris. They were pampered and spoiled little things with an endless supply of love, toys, and treats.

"Luna, go lay back down. Leave him alone," a soft wine was the only response to Eris as the beautiful girl nudged Rhysand's hand. "Mother fuck me. Do you all not want to listen to me today?" Loud whines were his answer, causing the heir to roll his eyes. Rhysand watched as Eris opened the doorway to the cabin, and the remaining hounds ran to Lucien, reknocking the heir to the Day Court down with loud yelps and laughter following.

Another soft nudge came at his hand, and Rhysand finally caved, staring into the smoke hounds soft grey eyes as he gently scratched behind her ears. Her eyes shut in bliss as she leaned further into Rhysand's touch. He found himself kneeling down, getting closer to her, and raising his other hand to scratch the other ear as well.

"They are quite soft and lovely." Rhysand admitted, his heart tightening as Luna whimpered softly in joy, "This one especially."

"That one is my baby. She sleeps with me every night. She is a spoiled girl. Rarely leaves the cabin unless it's with me, which is fine she breeds wonderful pups. All of her litters are filled with hunters and protectors."

Rhysand smiled at Eris. "They are good companions?" Eris nodded. "Nyx would like them. He has been very forward about us getting him a pet soon. Azriel's shadows are no longer cutting it."

Eris nodded again, a small smile on his face as a puppy appeared behind him and looked between him and Rhysand before laying at his feet. Luna was instantly at the little hounds side, licking him gently before laying with him. "Good morning, little one," Eris bent down to the pup, patting his head lightly and putting a treat from his pocket. "I will keep that in mind for a solstice present. I may have a runt who would love a new home and his own little one to protect. He just needs a little more training."

Rhys was stunned, looking between Eris and the pup, "I could not accept that, Eris. It's too generous."

Lucien had finally entered the cabin, all the hounds in tow. "You really should, Rhys. There would be no better pet nor protector for Nyx. I have a good feeling about that little guy." The pup seemed to know they were discussing him, raising himself up, sitting down politely, and lifting his little head in pride.

Rhysand's felt his heart swelling again at the gentleness Eris was cooing the little hound with. It was the same gentleness he cooed Nyx with, the same gentleness he treated Cassian and Nesta's daughter with, and the same gentleness Rhysand had begun to see in Eris more and more as his walls went down. Eris scratched below the pup's chin, "Me too." He paused, looking at Rhys. "I think maybe we allow them to meet, and then we can decide?"

Rhysand nodded, holding his hand out to the pup and watching as he laid his snoot into his palm. "I can agree to that."

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💜🌙✨⭐️🪻🍋‍🟩 RHYSAND 🍋‍🟩🪻⭐️✨🖕💜

Reunited

Let Me Take Care Of You

Midnight Flying

A Whole New World

🍎🍁🍏🍎🍁🍏 LUCIEN 🍎🍁🍏🍎🍁🍏

A Relaxing Swim

Acceptance

Only For You

Blissful Morning

🌳🌸🌺🌻🌷 TAMLIN 🌷🌻🌺🌸🌳

Mended Hearts

A Tamed Beast

A Spring Night Caress

Play It Again

What A Pretty Little Flower

🐬🌊🐠🌴🌤️ TARQUIN 🐬🌊🐠🌴🌤️

A Beautiful Summer Night

🌑✨👣🗡️🔵 AZRIEL 🌑✨👣🗡️🔵

You'll Never Celebrate Alone

🔴🌕✨🗻⚔️ CASSIAN 🔴🌕✨🗻⚔️

I'll Give You A Ride

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Blissful Morning Light,,

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Autumn Equinox

Fandom: Tom Hiddleston's Loki

Type: One Shot

Pairing: Asgard!Loki x F!Reader

Summaries: Blissful Autumnal Equinox with your most beloved, Loki.

Content : Establishing Relationship.

Warning: Consuming of Alcohol. Smut Language (from second half part). My English (is my second language).

Rate: T to M

Words: 1,337 (Finally, I can go back on writing more than 1,000 words!)

A/N: Actually, my hiatus is about sorting which fandom I truly love. Tom Hiddleston's Loki has always been. Also, I've met the amazing @lokisgoodgirl. She writes super grande and magnifique Loki's contents, her mini-series made me in tears. No kidding. Annnnnnnndddd, happy Autumnal Equinox! 😊🍂🍁

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When you have passed through the frame of the high carved golden door of the banquet hall, when the first music note hits your ears, and the completely decorated colossus hall presents ahead. All the honourable guests – not only from Asgard; the allied Realms, too.

Few attendants, carrying trays with glasses of refreshment and sliced-fruits, walk toward you, offering you these appetizers before the feast begins. You pick a glass of deep red liquid and a bowl of sliced berries as a matter of courtesy. With polite deportment, as it is official; you are the second Prince of Asgard, prince Loki’s lover right now.  

Speaking of your graceful grandeur and lover, you expect him to stand beside Queen Frigga, otherwise hanging out with Thor and friends, or mingling with the guests. Since, he has always been a remarkable entertainer, in almost every feast and banquet.

You look around this great hall with keen sight, yet he appears not, even his very own shadow under golden and silver glittering.

You make your way across the hall, searching throughout the crowd thoroughly. Loki still does not stand in presence anywhere or hides amongst them, though.

Sighing despondently, you stroll near the terrace and hope he might appear later due to the present; King Odin and Prince Thor are nowhere to be seen like Loki.

The large terrace outside, the guests did not loiter and linger on that much. You see only a group of young women gathering together to comfort a woman, who was crying and babbling about how her intended had remorselessly refused to dance with her; four, perhaps five courtiers arguing over advanced scientific theory; and a tall figure leaning over a big column at the dim far side.

You smile. Even in such hazy light, no, much darker place one can barely see, you do always remember your only beloved.

Loki is standing alone. He leans on the column with a book in his hand, that pair of symmetry brows knit together, jawline gritted tightly and did not stand the full length of all his elegance and finery; he was still beautiful. Or more, as small brightness, from a few torches, has glowing on his tall figure and ravenous black sleek locks and hair.

Tonight, he dresses in shining ceremonial attire; armour, breastplate, black and green appearance – adoring with golden rims and lines – with an emerald cape that flies behind along the gentle breeze. A glass of high spirit golden liquor sat on the nearest small table.

If you must verbally describe his appearance right now, you could never complete that task and lose yourself all over him, as always, every single time – no matter who has asked.

While you approach closer to him, a tiny soft smile tugged on his lips, before averting his gaze from that book.

“I know what you're thinking.” His smile gets wider, “Come here, my moon.”

He places a book on the table, extends his arm and hand to catch your free hand. Yours and those slender fingers intertwine together, when another pulling you close to him.

“Don’t you have to entertain the guests, both from Asgard and other realms? Leaving your mother alone with her lady-in-waiting, without King Odin and Thor to nowhere avail on significant festivity, likewise?”

“My mother is more than capable to entertain and get this banquet going on, don’t worry and don’t mind them.”

“But if I do mind…?”

You lift an eyebrow, place a glass and a bowl on the same table, as the corner of your mouth is raising. He chuckles delightedly.

“Eager to acknowledge everything and anything as usual…such a perfect queen for me.”

“Oh, you’re praising me.”

You pretend to be surprised, sliding an index finger onto Loki’s chin; up to his jaw, to his cheekbone.

“You haven’t told me yet.” Now your finger is on his pointy nose. “Concerning All-Father Odin and Prince Thor.”

Loki removes your finger down to his chest instead, holds your hand while kissing your temple.

“Also, I’m suddenly and immediately desire to acknowledge the matter you’ve just read.”

“Then you shall.”

His magic brings you both out of the terrace, disappearing from the feast. Currently, you both are standing on the balcony of his bedchamber.

A deep emerald velvet chaise, along with silk blanket, and big pillows are placed together on a golden trimming carpet – facing the vision below and ahead. Besides, is a carved marble and unknown material table; a jar of fine liquor and two delicate – but gorgeous glasses, more luxurious fruits and desserts than everything at the feast – on the very exquisite silver tray, and other pretty ornaments.

Loki pulls you to sit next to him, skilful fingers undid your elegant hairdo and remove a satin shawl out, before holding you closer. You also notice his cape and ceremonial armour pieces have vanished, leaving only black leather attire on, but now your attention is the view before your eyes.

The scenery from this specific point is remarkable and splendid, much more than the usual state you have seen about a hundred times: ten thousand lights illuminate the city below on Equinox’s night and the Bifrost, as glowing and sparkling as numerous stars and the crescent moon above the dark purple sky.

“So, what preoccupies your father and brother?”

You lean your head on Loki’s shoulder, his large – yet soft – hand circling and rubbing your exposed skin, tenderly and fondly. You close your eyes and let a quiet moan slip out of your mouth, feel the blissfulness and enjoyment gradually creeping inside.

“Thor’s Midgardian lover. Seems like she is unnecessary to All-Father’s will and the feast.” He ceases manoeuvring your bare shoulder, sliding down to snake his arm around your waist.

“Why is your father even bothered and upset? She’s a scientist, despite her knowledge compared to ours, she surely wants to see the equinox from Asgard when the great opportunity is right before her.”

“Indeed, she is.” He starts pressing his nose on your hair. “Now you have your answer, haven’t you?”

Loki’s huskily whispers into your ear, his other hand tilting your head away from the view in front of you both to face him.

“Summer is totally gone, but how can you smell like peony?”

You purr and sigh with contentment, for Loki's nose and lips press at the crook of your neck. Goosebumps arise and send chills down to your spine. And, too, sense his personal scent into your nostrils; rose mixing with balsam poplar – his favourite oils when bathing.

These pleasant fragrances remind you of previous intimate and sensual countless times with Loki, especially while you are positioned under his body. All the memories are clearly and vividly playing in your mind. Curiosity of what he read before has been ignored totally, absolutely, and completely.

Nevertheless, albeit you know he needs to get you lying down – as well as you – still, you desire to indulge yourself with a breathtaking night in his embrace, and your dress on a little longer… Before he throws it away later.

Thus, you signal by grabbing his wrist, to halt him from kissing down and downward; telling him with your smooth voice. Loki irritably huffs in his throat.

“If you hold me any longer, before the moon crosses its current cusp, note this…” He bites your earlobe, as light as a feather. You try to suppress your moan, unfortunately, it fails. “You aren’t going to be allowed to leave my chamber until the day after tomorrow…”

Loki presses your back against an upholstery. Your moan changes into a high-pitched squeak, as he crashes his lips on yours, altogether, unlacing the knots behind your dress in slow rhythm. 

Your breath is hitching – you can barely catch it, wherein Loki twirls his lower lip from yours; dragging down along your chin, base of your neck, your collarbone, and above your breast, respectively. As you feel his clothed length upon your thigh and his invisible smirk over the valley of your cleavage. 

“Too late, my dearest.”

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Fabric rustles against skin and skin grazing against textile, the sound echoing through the desolate sound of her private office. The sunlight pours through her window's covers, a warm hue of sunlight dews decorating a mess of a room, a honey hue giving life to the two lovers' adventures.

"Do you even remember how to do my makeup, Kazuha?" A low chuckle came inhibited of the director's grin. She relieves a breath at the feel of her beloved's touch, her body sinking against the warm wood behind her back.

"Of course, dear. I'm no lover if even I am unaware of your routines." His words shook with slight timber, a cool and soothing symphony akin to a flute's song, laughter gracing his beauty. His hands, a gentle callous, graze against her skin, a shivering feel of tremor rushing through her spine.

"Now, let me pamper you, my dear, for just this moment. These breaks of yours are scarce, my love.." His tone was nothing short of affectionate scolding, his hand busy with brushes and pallettes of her favorite hues. His voice dwindles down to none, the comforting stare of his was soft against her supple skin, focus undivided.

His brush moved smooth against her skin, the soft bristles trailing across her eyes' curve. The maroon pigment was cold to the skin, a whisper of warning to close her eyes.

No moonlight stares against his autumn day, as the honeydews of her eye had been shrouded by her steady lids. His work was slow, a breath still, akin to a breeze gentle against her skin.

Her hand held him not tight nor forceful, but soft yet almost fleeting against his thighs, forever trailing up and down his pant at a gentle pace of a stroll.

"Your gentle hand flatters me, Kazuha." She mused, a symphony whispering the mischief of his dear. A snicker trails behind her musings, a feeling of her bubbling laughter pressed against his own. The presence of her joyful heart flush against his, a radiance of bliss.

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when getting Matt and yourself matching sweaters for fall, you had no idea how much he’d adore you in it.

content : (NSFW) this is my first time writing smut so bare with me!! Bf!Matt x Gf!Reader smut, fingering (F receiving), oral (F receiving), pet names (baby, angel, sweetheart, sweet girl). Matt waking reader up with head! think that’s all!! Lmk if i left anything out!!

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i stir awake, feeling cold, like my blanket was torn away from me. as I open my eyes i start to feel an amazing sensation between my thighs, looking down to see my boyfriends disheveled morning hair, barley peeking above the blankets. M’sorry baby, couldn’t hold back anymore y’just looked so fuckin pretty he mumbles, sending vibrations through my body as he speaks against my clit. I let out a soft whimper, having been woken up by my boyfriend eating me out. Y’looked so gorgeous in that sweater, was dreamin about it all night he says sleepily, talking about the sweaters i got us, he’s still wearing his too. F-fuck Matt, feels s’good i moan, now fully awake. He pulls a hand away from my thigh, bringing his middle and ring finger up to my mouth, suck baby. i comply, bringing his fingers into my mouth and sucking lightly, before allowing him to pull them out and bring his digits down towards my entrance, where he slides them in, my spit making the task easy. A soft moan leaves my mouth as he hits the spot he knows all too well mm-matt im s’close i say, trying to keep down and not wake Nick or Chris. Yeah? G’na come f’me sweetheart? Those words were all i needed, my legs started shaking harshly and my head rolled back, mouth stuck in an O shape. My eyes screwed shut in pure bliss, as i come undone on his tongue and fingers, his other hand keeping my thighs apart long enough to continue to suck my clit, slowing movements as he helps me ride out my high.

As I recover from my orgasm, he slowly brings his fingers out of me, sucking them clean as if he were starving. Tastes so good baby, needa try this. He says as he brings himself out from under the blanket, reaching my face and gently bringing me into a kiss, letting me taste myself on his tongue. Did so good for me, angel. He comes moves back beside me, bringing me close and wrapping his arms around my waist. G’back to sleep baby, im so tired, just couldn’t help myself. I love you so much sweet girl. i love you too baby, thank you. Always sweet girl. He says as I wrap my arms around his, snuggling in closer to him as we slowly drift back to sleep. God i love the fall, and the absolutely amazing mood it puts my boyfriend in.

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Lovebirds

Part six

Warning: smut, oral, p in v, kissing and fluff

Word: 1877

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The alarm clock rang at 5 a.m. Seemingly he was used to getting up at such an early hour, but he wondered why he was doing it... why he was such a masochist. He should be at work at 9 a.m. He still had 4 hours.

Colin rubbed his eyes with his hands and looked up at the ceiling. He sighed loudly. He stretched out on the bed. He got up and headed to the bathroom.

In the kitchen, he turned on the coffee maker and looked out the window. The weather was beautiful.

- Perfect weather for a morning workout - he smiled to himself. He drank his coffee and went to change into his running clothes.

He went outside and started running towards the park. The wind and raindrops falling from the trees, the rustling of leaves under his feet... a perfect morning. Colin stopped at the pond in the park. He rested his hands on his thighs trying to even out his breathing. Suddenly his phone rang.

- Zabel - he answered with heavy breathing.

- Hey, it's me Marg, I just wanted to ask how you feel after last night's dinner.

- Everything is fine, it was great. Why do you ask?

- Do you... I don't know if you have time... - Marg hesitated.

- Depends on what I should have time for? Then I'll think about it - he asked with a smile.

- Could you come for me today? - she said in a whisper.

- Why, your car broke down?

- No, it's about something else.

- Okay, what time should I come? - He asked looking at his watch - It's 5:40, should I be there at 8?

- Or can it be possible earlier? At 6:30?

- 6:30? I won't even have time to eat breakfast - he groaned.

- Relax, you'll eat at my place. Apparently, breakfast tastes best at my place - she hung up.

Colin held the phone to his ear for a while longer, not knowing what it was about. He was wondering, when suddenly....

- Oh fuck, oh fuck! Quickly go home! Move your ass Colin - he ran back home.

He rushed into the house quickly and ran to the bathroom to take a quick shower. He got dressed, grabbed his briefcase and coat. He ran to the car.

He drove up to Marg's house. He only hoped that he didn't break any traffic regulations on the way.

He knocked on the door while fixing his hair.

- You came - Marg opened the door with a wide smile.

Instead of answering, Colin looked at her as if enchanted. He was unable to say anything. He looked at how she was dressed. She was wearing a short silk bathrobe that barely covered her buttocks. He wondered if she had underwear underneath.

- Colin, are you okay? - laughed Marg and grabbed his hand.

They went inside. She led him into the living room and pushed him onto the couch. Colin sat down with a blissful smile on his face without taking his eyes off her beautiful body, which was covered only by a thin piece of cloth.

- Wow, what did I deserve to see such sights? - he finally looked into her eyes.

- After yesterday's meeting, I felt an urge this morning, a great urge... - she slid the robe slightly off her left shoulder.

- For what? - Colin opened his eyes wider and felt his pants become tight.

- For the touch of your hands on my body - she slid the material off her other shoulder.

- And for what else? - He swallowed his saliva loudly.

- For the touch of your lips... everywhere... and especially here - she tilted her bathrobe slightly showing him a piece of red lace panties.

- Marg... - he swallowed his saliva loudly again.

- Yes... Colin? - she knelt down in front of him and started stroking his thighs directing her hands towards his bulge in his pants.

She unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned the button and slowly unzipped the zipper. Colin was breathing hard looking at all this. He lifted up slightly so she could remove his pants. Marg grabbed his boxers from under which the head of his dick was already sticking out slightly. She slid them off and to her eyes appeared a wonderful sight. She licked her lips and leaned in to lick the tip lightly. She purred when she took the tip into her mouth.

- Oh fuck... Marg... oh yes - he closed his eyes and rested his head on the backrest of the couch.

She put it deeper in her mouth and heard Colin swearing again. She enjoyed it, laughed lightly and continued playing. After a while she felt his thighs tremble, he was close. She moved away and stood up.

- What? What are you doing? I was so close -he said surprised looking at her with misty eyes.

Marg slipped the bathrobe off her body showing herself only in a lacy thong.

- Wow... - Colin grabbed her hand and pulled her close.

She sat on his thighs, grabbed his cheeks and kissed him. Colin stroked her bare back drawing her tightly to him. They kissed as if they were hungry, and they were hungry for their bodies, their divinity. They both moaned into each other's mouths. Marg moved on his thighs rubbing his dick with her covered pussy, which was pulsing can’t wait to be in her hot and wet inside. Colin lifted her slightly and moved her lacy panties aside, then slowly lowered her onto his dick. They both stopped kissing, sighing loudly once he was deep inside. Marg clenched the walls of her hot interior and heard a loud moan.

- Oh God, I missed it, you don't even know how I missed it - he began to kiss her hard and hungrily.

He grabbed Marg’s waist and squeezed her lightly. He began to lift her up and down, slowly, painfully slowly... up... down... up... down... She tried to speed it up, but he held her tight. He wanted to control everything.

- Colin... Oh God... faster, I beg you! I need... harder... deeper... FASTER! - she screamed when Colin starts moving faster.

He began to thrust into her quickly and rhythmically. They looked into each other's eyes, breathed evenly, both had their lips parted. They moaned louder and louder, moved faster and faster....

- I’m about to come, fuck - whispered Colin closing his eyes....

- Come... let's come together - Marg began to kiss him deeply.

She clung to him tightly. Their movements were uncontrollable. The sound of their bodies bouncing against each other spread throughout the living room. Their moans grew louder and louder until finally they screamed together. They reached a climax at the same moment. They kissed each other gently, breathing heavily. Colin broke the kiss, closed his eyes and leaned his head against the couch.

- Oh God, oh fucking God... it was amazing - he said breathing heavily.

- Yes, I admit you are right. I think I need to take a shower. I'm all sticky... - she pointed to the place where their bodies were joined - Here. Wet, sticky... I can’t go to work like that - she laughed and tried to get up.

- Wait, just a moment more. It feels good, so pleasant and warm - he murmured.

- Do you need a dick warmer for autumn days? - laughed loudly Marg.

- Oh yes! I need, every day! - Colin also laughed - Well I'll let you go now, but not alone. I'll help you wash - he said with the smirk.

- Don't be silly, I can wash myself - she got up from his thighs improving her underwear and putting on a bathrobe.

- You didn't have to do it, really? - he said with a sad face.

- Do what?

- You don’t really need to improve that piece of cloth you are wearing and those panties. I would like to tentatively say that you don't need them at all, not at all - he said with devilish smile.

- Really? - Marg bit her lower lip.

- Really - Colin looked at her lips and was starting to get hungry again.

Marg untied the string from her bathrobe and slipped it off her shoulders. It fell to the floor with a quiet rustling sound.

- Take off your panties, too - he encouraged.

She slipped them off slowly, they fell to the floor.

- Do you like the view now? - She asked with the smirk.

- You have no idea how much I like what I see. I could look at you every day. I know it's cold, but remember that I can always keep you warm - he smiled widely.

- I'll think about it. Let me go upstairs now and take a shower.

- Oh well, I'll let you go alone. I got tired, I don't know how you will repay me.

- I'll be back in 10 minutes and I'll make you breakfast - she headed toward the stairs.

As soon as Marg closed the door from the bathroom behind her Colin began to smile from ear to ear.

- Wow, wow, finally something goes my way, fucking awesome!

He got up and went to the kitchen to bring himself to order. He got dressed and looked in Marg's refrigerator.

- Is there anything interesting in there? - asked Marg.

- Gosh, don't scare me! - he laughed and moved away from the refrigerator.

- What do you feel like eating? - she asked taking out eggs and milk - I feel like French toast and coffee. Do you agree?

- Yes, I’m in favor as much as possible.

They prepared breakfast together, but it was going very slowly. They couldn't take their hands and lips off each other, and they were thirsty for each other all the time.

They ate breakfast and drove to work. Colin parked in front of the police station. He looked at Marg with a smile.

- Thank you for this delicious breakfast. You were right, the most delicious - he pulled her to him and kissed her.

- Thank you for the pleasant company at breakfast.

They started kissing again when suddenly they heard a knock on the window from Colin's side. They quickly moved away from each other. Colin opened the window.

- What's up lovebirds, are you having fun? Don't you know that you can't have fun like that in a public place? - laughed Mare.

- Hi Mare. We're just... just kissing, it's nothing like that....

- Okay Zabel, don't explain yourself. I don't give a shit what you do, but I beg you to do it somewhere else. Move your ass Zabel, make yourself a cup of coffee and in 20 minutes we're off to the forest for another search of the area - she said and walked away towards the cafe across the street.

- Sorry for her, she ... ah you know how she is. Maybe we should really do it in a more secluded place. It's not appropriate at work and especially when we work together - said Colin.

- Of course, you're right - Marg kissed him again. She opened the door and got out of the car - See you later Zabel - she winked at him.

- See you later - said Colin with a smile.

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Part one

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Part three

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Part five

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Summary: A peaceful morning with Lucien (this is more of a drabble but I thought it was cute)

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Dawn filtered through the windows of Lucien's apartment in Velaris. As the rays of sun bathed his beautiful features he started to stir. A faint smile graced his features as last night flooded back into his mind. You and him tangled in each other. Passion beyond words experienced. He turned over to throw his arm around you but your side of the bed was empty. He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

Then he smelled a sweet aroma filling the air. He slipped on his pants and walked into the living space of the apartment. He smiled as he found you in the kitchen. You were standing in front of the stove cooking. His tunic draped over you. The sleeves rolled up to your elbows. He took a moment to just admire the beauty before speaking. Your hair was still messy from the night before. Gods you were the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. "Good morning," he greeted his tone husky from having just woken up. 

You turned to him smiling brightly "Good morning," you greeted back, "I hope you don't mind I thought I'd make us breakfast,". Lucien smiled as he walked up to you and wrapped his arms around you from behind. 

"I don't mind at all," he said resting his head on your shoulder, "in fact, I think I could get used to this,". You smiled as you tended to the food. "You look perfect in my tunic," he whispered kissing your neck. 

"And you always look perfect," you told him kissing his cheek. You both stood there for a while as you cooked. Both were in a bubble of bliss the rest of the world couldn't touch at the moment.

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