#Uncle Alec

[rohsolism]

Just remembered how Grace had men in her life wanting her for her beauty and never bothering to know about her other qualities and Christopher Lightwood being the first man who admired her for her intelligence and her brain and Sophie after her scar said that now she will know who loves her truly and how Gideon Lightwood told her that he admired for her character, bravery and her beauty. Oh Lightwood men you will always be loved by men.

[problematicraccoon]

been thinking about the idea of a leverage spinoff after redemption is over. like. maybe set ten-fifteen years in the future, following Breanna who is now a mastermind of her own leverage team, along with her wife (hopefully her endgame from redemption. dean devlin pls im begging for an ongoing romance for Breanna. maybe something rivals to lovers-y. plsplspls let the gay girl be gay) and they both run an entirely new team side by side.

and then maybe the two adopted a daughter a few years back, and now shes turned into a very spirited and driven teenager who wants nothing more than to fight capitalist scum alongside her badass crime moms. meanwhile Breanna and her wife are trying to keep their daughter tf away from their work because its dangerous and they worry for her. chaos ensues.

i see the show opening on their daughter wandering around a new hq, exploring everything, playing with Breanna's badass computer setup, sitting at The Briefing TableTM. then Bre catches her and is like how tf did you even find out about this place, i hid it so well. daughter just shrugs smugly like "you taught me too good, mom."

[pedroam-bang]

Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope (1977)

[reflectingiridescent]

Watching The Date Night Job, and it's honestly so touching that Parker came to Harry and Breanna for help? Like it makes sense for Hardison to come to Eliot and Sophie about a Parker situation, because that's who he's hung out with with Parker the most. And Parker coming to Breanna makes sense because Breanna and Hardison grew up together.

But Parker coming to Harry about it too? My heart is so full. Parker has full-on adopted this man. She trusts that he is good at Date Stuff and that he can get the job done.

[dspd]

What if Hardison naming his van Lucille is a shout-out to watching Fresh Prince of Bel-Air after school and, like a lot of latchkey/lonely kids, forming an attachment to Uncle Phil while daydreaming about being wanted and loved and chosen, the way a lot of kids in the system feel.

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[lurafita]

Beware of longer post

Malec AU, no powers, Asmodeus and Magnus as brothers, small town kinda feels towards the environment, heavy focus on family, uncle Magnus taking care of his brother's kids, the Malec would be more fleshed out in the story but the outline is more focused on the Banes.

So, the fact that the actors of Asmodeus and Magnus are only 8 years apart, made me think that I could easily think of them as brothers as well in an AU.

I could have Asmodeus be his lusty self, sleeping with women left and right, and saddling his brother with the consequences. As in, any children Asmodeus fathers, but does not have the time to raise (in the cases where the women don't want the kids) So uncle Magnus taking care of his brother's children.

And also, the kids are all different ages. So he may have a 17 year old Raphael, and 16 year old Rosa, and a 13 year old Maia, and 6 year old Madzie. And he is their legal guardian, but not the adopted parent. Which puts Raphael and Rosa, who are older and know a bit more about the legalese there, occasionally at odds with Magnus. Because they want their uncle to fully adopt them all already, and file for full custody, so that their father doesn't have any legal right to them anymore. Asmodeus comes around every once in a while, to spend quality time with his kids, and Raphael and Rosa have grown wise to his various red flags and tired of his bullshit over the years. While Maia and Madzie don't have the same reservations about their biological father yet, and don't really understand the difference between uncle Magnus being their uncle that takes care of them, and uncle Magnus being their adopted parent, they tend to take their older siblings' side when the argument comes up. Magnus meanwhile is completely torn up inside, because while he loves those kids and cosiders them basically his own, as usual, things are more complicated than that. Asmodeus isn't a stellar father now, but Magnus knows that his brother can be. When their mother killed herself after battling depression for years, and their stepfather became more and more abusive towards Magnus, Asmodeus gave up his college scholarship, took over guardianship of his brother, and got into a dead end job to support the two of them away from the stepdad. And Magnus desperately wants to give his brother the chance to be this kind of dad to his own kids, and wants for the kids to know that their father isn't just some absent deadbeat. This is fueled by Magnus' deep guilt about being the reason why his brother had to give up his future to raise Magnus. And the downward spiral that Asmodeus fell in to is surely Magnus fault as well, for being the start of it all. Massive guilt complex tied with brotherly love.

Like, I had this... this scene in my head, where Asmodeus is in town, and taking the kids on an outing. And Magnus is anxious and worried and trying not to be anxious and worried, because this is what he wants, for Asmodeus to be a dad and for his kids to experience that. And Alec is with Magnus, trying to reassure him and calm him down and all that, but secretly just wishing that Asmo fucks off soon again, so they can all get back to the growing domesticity they have been building together. And then comes a call, from someone who knows Magnus and his kids, and who works at like, a bar or something, some place that is definitely not for kids. And they are telling him that Asmodeus showed up there with the kids and "Thought I should tell you before I call the cops and all that." And then Magnus and Alec race towards that bar, and find Asmodeus pretty drunk already, and trying to talk his older kids into having their first drink with their dad. And Magnus just snaps. Gets the kids, gets them out there, and lets his brother (who has been following them back out to the car while shouting about Magnus being too dramatic and this isn't a big deal and all that) have it. Yells about how Asmodeus doesn't know the first thing about his kids.

How Raphael worked so hard to get good grades because he wants to become a lawyer.

How Rosa is already so engaged in charity events and help organizations and how they have been looking at humanitarian projects for her to join over the summer.

How Maia has wanted to become a veterinarian ever since she was 5 and that is still her dream.

How Madzie was the first in her class to read fluently and how she spent 2 hours one afternoon to find the perfect gift for her friend's birthday celebration she was invited to.

And some other small things that Magnus knows because he was there and Asmodeus has no clue about. How proud of the kids Magnus is and how they deserve so much better than a father who shows up whenever he feels like it and then drags them into a bar.

And then he tells his brother that he is done with giving him second and third and fourth chances, and that he will file for adoption and full custody the very next day.

And then they just leave him standing there while he and Alec pile everyone into the car and drive home. and when they are home there is a lot of cuddling and like feelings and stuff.

And the next day, Asmodeus is gone, and Magnus wishes he was surprised by that, but he is definitely disappointed. But then like two weeks later, when Magnus is before a judge who rules about the adoption issue, Asmodeus walks in, in a suit and looking decidedly more sober than the last time they talked, and gives up his parental rights, and gives his blessing for Magnus to adopt his kids.

Outside the room after the adoption is granted, Asmodeus tells Magnus that he was right, and that he is sorry, and that he is going to get some professional help; and when he is someone who he can look at in the mirror again, would Magnus mind if he visited them?

And for the first time in a long time, Magnus recognizes his brother again.

[justrandomfanficideas]

5-Shadowhunters

An Au where Clary actually knew about the shadow world but not that it was real.

Like, Magnus wasn't in favor of Jocelyn's plan of always erasing Clary's memory as it could affect the girl so he lied and said he would need a full day to erase the memories and rewrite it with something so Clary wouldn't question the missing memories but Jocelyn couldn't be there.

Jocelyn didn't fully trust Magnus but he was the only one she trusted enough to help her so she agreed and left Magnus alone with Clary.

Magnus somewhat erased Clary's memories but made her believe that what she had seen from the shadow world were stories her Uncle Magnus told her about which she promised to never tell her mother about, the rest of the time Clary spent with Magnus was of him explaining the shadow world through stories.

Simon joined them when Clary mentioned her best friend to Magnus as he knew Simon could be used to get to Clary if there were any Circle member alive who was looking for revenge or to continue Valentine's job.

Clary and Simon adored Uncle Magnus and they wanted to spend their birthday with him at his club and that is what lead to Clary's meeting with Jace, Alec and Izzy.

How the rest would go is up to the writer but I believe that Clary wouldn't act as she did in canon and would try to be more rational especially as she remembered the stories Magnus told her about the 'hunters of shadows' and linked it to the shadowhunters plus while mad that Magnus erased her memories she still trusted him as he found a way to not leave her defenceless(maybe he even taught Clary and Simon how to fight?)

[wheredidthe80sgo]

if being in love with your parabatai is illegal then you better lock up every single parabatai duo in tsc

[geeky-nightphilosopher]

I WHOLE heartedly believe that if Parker and Hardison had a child- Eliot would be the godfather and be wrapped around that child's finger. More so than he already is with Hardison and Parker.

That kid could get Eliot to rob a bank.

[ebenelephant]

Alec Hardy to Campbell Bain in my TOTA/Broadchurch crossover to be honest

[rodolfoparras]

oh my god if readers taller than konig what even is je cuz konig is 6’10

Oh my god anon you made my day with this comment I had to reread what I wrote exactly bc I did it while having fever😭 I have nothing to say for myself I was mostly just imagining reader with a huge cock and könig with a small one djdjd

[sparrowdrama]

I adore this interaction in the books

Jace, Max and Alec 💙👶

•••

“Uncle Jace says we will kill all the demins,” he reported with joy. “All the demins!”

“Well, have you considered that your uncle Jace is a hurtful person?” said the demon. “Always rudely stabbing everyone, and sarcastic.”

Max scowled. “Love Uncle Jace. Hate demins.”

•••

My angels, enjoy Jace being the best uncle ever to his warlock nephew and watch Alec lose his mind over them obssessing over "shadowhunting" together 😂 @cassandraclare

[lurafita]

The time for revenge has come

(Magnus has not forgotten all the times Jace has disrupted his and Alec's dates. The time for revenge has come.)

Malec's kid: "Is uncle Jace’s name Jason?" Magnus, eyes glinting unholy: "Actually, his full name is Jacqueline Eduardo. After his great aunt and uncle."

Malec's kid: "Oh. How come I didn’t know?" Magnus: "Well, when you were younger, you had trouble pronouncing his name right, so he shortened it down to Jace." Malec's kid: "Ah. I can say it now, so I will call uncle Jace, I mean uncle Jacqueline Eduardo by his full name from now on." Magnus: "Oh, I'm sure he will be delighted!"

[alek-softy]

Started showing this off to people so that they think he's some long lost relative of mine

Alleeec Haaardy locket AHHHH

[belladonna-flavor]

Thinking about Maryse calling everyone for a family dinner. Once all of them are done eating, she says she wants a family photo, everyone looks kinda shocked because it’s been a long time since they took one. Robert and Max were there.

So Magnus, Izzy and Clary arrange a small set and then Clary, Simon, Magnus and the kids step aside carefully, leaving space for Maryse, Alec, Izzy, and Jace to take the photo. And Maryse would be confused and a little bit annoyed like “What are you guys doing? You are part of the family, you have to be in the photo”.

Everyone is trying to be on frame and look as good as possible. They took the first shot, all serious and solemn faces. Maryse does not like it, so she asks everyone to relax, smile and feel comfortable.

They do it again and again, until everyone is laughing and doing silly poses and end up with a bunch of funny and cute photos. A couple of photos of Alec, Jace and Izzy joking around, then others of Magnus, Clary and Simon. A lot of photos of Rafe and Max, some of them with their parents, sometimes with their aunts and uncles and a lot with their grandma. There are also funny couple photos.

They all feel happy and at peace 🥹

[redheadspark]

Divine

Summary - Azriel and his mate find each other again during alone time

Warnings - SMUT! SMUT SMUT SMUT!! Although a bit mild, there is smut in this, no minors allowed from here on out!

A/N - This is part of the Ocean Eyes Series. A little smut piece for Azriel and the Reader to enjoy together! I hope you like it!

"I don't like how quiet it is,"

"I knew you were going to miss him as soon as we dropped him off with Cassian and Nesta,"

"I wasn't going to say anything and ruin the mood,"

Azriel barked a laugh, walking over to the fireplace to feed fresh logs into the fire, across from the loveseat where you were already sitting. Watching Azriel feed the fire and let the flame rise a bit, bringing warmth into your little home, made you relax all the more as the early evening was getting darker outside. 

Both you and Azriel had the evening to yourself, Alec having a sleepover at The House of Wind with his Uncle Cassian, Aunt Nesta, and Cousin Rose. Rose was big enough for Alec to play with her, thinking she was so fun to run around with and play with for hours on end. Cassian reassured you and Azriel that Alec would have the best time with his relatives, promising to teach him how to sword fight and do flips in the air with his wings.

The latter Azriel shot down real quick, but he was happy to let his son go for the night,

Plus, you can tell Azriel wanted to have some time with you and only you. Since you finally healed all the way through from being near close to death, you were simply trying to go back to a normal life. Though normalcy was not going to be in your life anytime soon because of recent events: Eris was still on the run with no leads as to where he was, Autumn Court's alliance with Night Court was shaky because of Eris. 

With all of this happening, you were worried about Azriel. No one told you, but you caught onto the fact that Azriel had a personal target on Eris. He was too strung out, too tight in his backside and his stance, and there was no sign of him being relaxed anytime soon. You understood why, but you also didn't wish for him to be wound tight like a tot.  Even feeling the bond and how he was not even relaxed for one moment. Stiff, a bit rigid, and you hoped you could find a way to get him to relax and unwind. 

Maybe it was perfect timing that you two were alone at your home.

Azriel stood back up, looking at his handiwork in the fireplace and the roaring fire that was now active. You stayed in your spot on the loveseat, your head slightly cocked to the side as you were looking at your mate with adoration and love in your eyes. For the last week and a few days, Azriel nursed you back to health and made sure all of your needs were met. Applying the ointment to your wound, delivering your food to the bed you were resting in, traveling back and forth between the River House and your cottage to get you books and some of your cross stitching when he noticed you were getting bored. Mor joked that he was becoming more of a wet nurse than a Spymaster. Azriel never cared, he was more focused on helping you get back to health and making sure you were 100% better. 

With a nasty sliver of a scare along your wing, you finally were able to leave River House behind and head home. But even when you did make it home and were given permission to be mobile, thanks to Madja, Azriel still was on edge. Rightfully so, you couldn't tell him to calm down because the threat that almost killed you was still out there somewhere in Prythian.  You weren't simply wanting Azriel to go back to the leisurely being he was before, but you wanted that light back in him.

"You're quite good at that, my love," You teased, seeing that smile on his face and the reflection of the fire dancing along his cheeks and nose. He looked back at you, his silhouette against the orange tint of the fire would look daunting to others. But not to you, not when he was walking back over to you and lowered himself on the loveseat to be shoulder to shoulder with you. His wings touched yours, making him look over at your wigs that were tucked against your backside.  Reachingup, he grazed his finger along the scar that was still fresh. You shivered from the touch, your wing was a pinch more sensitive thanks to the scar.

"It's healing well," Azriel stated, his voice calm as he was looking at the wing with intrigue. You weren't paying attention to your wing and its sensitivity, you were focusing on your mate. Watching his hazel eyes dancing along your wing, the smoothness of his cheeks after a recent shave, even the soft smile he had made you feel at peace. 

"Thanks to Madja, and you," You replied, Azriel's fingers that were hovering over your scars moved away from your wing swiftly. He moved his hand over to rest in his lap, though you were faster, and took his hand in yours to cradle it. Azrielwatched, you simply lacing the fingers together and smiling at him. Maybe it moved him a bit, seeing how relaxed and calm you were with him since you both were alone. You had plenty of things to say to him but had no idea where to start. Azriel must have sensed your quietness, he looked at you in concern as he squeezed your fingers together.

"Sweetheart?" He asked tentatively, he was searching your face as you were looking down at your joined hands. You are overwhelmed in that moment, being able to be back home at your home, healthy, and able to share this moment with your husband and mate. It made you want to cry, but something was holding you back from bringing on tears. Azriel reached over with his spare hand, placing a finger under your chin to gently raise your gaze to him. All you could do was smile, Azriel was about to say something else when you finally spoke.

"I'm happy," You explained to him as he was searching your eyes. You might have sounded odd to say that since you were on the verge of crying, but Azriel said nothing and simply watched you as you kept talking, "I'm happy that I'm here, and I have you to thank,"

Your voice sounded broken, yet you were smiling as if nothing was wrong. Nothing was wrong, you were in good health and you had your family with you. Maybe you were thinking back to that moment when you woke up in River House, in insane pain, and Azriel perched over you like a guardian angel of sorts. 

Even with the pain, the near close to death, seeing Azriel gaze at you with so much devotion and love in his eyes was enough to bring you back again. You thought for a split second in the bed that you were in a dream, or that you died and were now in some kind of afterlife with Azriel waiting for you. 

But he did more than that, he brought you back to reality. 

Azriel gently grazed your cheek with a singular finger, catching the one tear that was about to spill over, and smiled lovingly at you, "You never have to thank me for loving you with all of me,"

He made it seem so light, so simple, even freeing. He rarely expressed his feelings to others, even with you though you two have been together for centuries. It was the very simple moments that were sprinkled with love and gentleness, youloved those moments since they showed an intimate side of Azriel that he rarely brought into light. 

"There was nothing in all of Prythian that would stop me from having you in my life, sweetheart," He explained, thefinger that traced your cheek was now curling around your jaw, his palm against your jawline and the touch alone was a shocking sensation to you as he searched your eyes with his soft smile and his bright eyes, "I've told you this before and I mean it when I say it: You make my life so much better. I can't picture going on in this life without you in it,"

It moved you to hear that from him, even though you've heard it say many times from him during your long span of a relationship and courtship. Even back when you two met so long ago as teenagers, fresh in your adoration and love for one another, Azriel poured out his love for you and was willing to give you his heart. He did, to which you took it delicately in your own hands and swore to never break.

You haven't broken it yet, hundreds of years and a son later.

You leaned up and kissed him, starting it soft and sweet as he leaned into your touch. His fingers still against your jawwere delicate for you to feel while he kissed you back and snuggled a bit closer to him.  Something about kissing Azriel in that moment, alone in your small living room away from the rest of the world, made you feel a like of fire in your belly.You knew this feeling, you've felt it so many times before in the throws of intimacy and passion. 

But this time, it felt so slow and like a crawling passion.  Nothing rushed the pair of you as the kisses continued, your fingers both digging into his hair and the soft shirt that he decided to wear that night. His own hands and fingers were moving as well, the hand along your jaw was still gentle but was holding you in a possessive manner.  His other hand was slowly inching up along your arm, sending you shivers and chills that you felt all along your skin and even under it as well.

It felt like you were young again, young and pent up with these losing feelings for one another as the kisses were slowly evolving and growing. Azriel never strayed in his affection towards you, his body curled over to you while you two were getting impossibly close and still kissing one another. Now it was passionate, that fire in your belly was only growing stronger as you felt Azriel trace your lower lip with his tongue.  Barely a graze along your lip with the very tip of his tongue.

You whimpered, moving without realizing it and you were now straddling him.

Something inside the both of you clicked open, like a tight chest that was locked down for so long and now finally free. Azriel tilts his head up to kiss you soundly and wrap his arms around you softly. Your fingers were in his hair, tugging at him slightly as your head tilted to the side to feel him kiss you deeply. Nothing else was in your mind as Azriel was touching you, kissing you, making you feel so whole and alive again. Even after being with him for centuries and with a very healthy sex life, this time it felt different. It felt deep, It felt complete.

It felt alive. 

His fingers were now under your shirt, pushing up your shirt to be under your armpits to give you a chill along your soft stomach and backside.  You huffed, throwing it off within a second and diving back to kiss Azriel and framing his face in your hands. He smiled against your lips, you feeling his skin skim along your stomach and hips while your fingers were not moving down to the collar of his shirt to give it a gentle tug. Azriel laughed against your mouth as you tugged it again.

"Impatient little thing, are you?" He teased against your lips, though you silenced him with one massive kiss, your own tongue then licking into his mouth. He groaned, you having a small smirk as you were needing to lean back but Azriel was chasing after your lips. But you placed space between yourself and him, a hand on his chest and seeing his dilated eyes watching you like you were prey to him, His chest heaving, his lips plump and dark, and the flushness in his cheeks. He might have looked like a wreck to anyone else.

But to you, he was angelic.

"Who's impatient now?" You challenged back to him.  He grinned, a predatory-like grin etched on his gorgeous face as he then grabbed the collar of his own shirt and yanked it off. You watched as it fell to the ground, Azriel seeing it too as he broke out into a laugh.

"Thank The Cauldron these shirts are Illyrian friendly," He said in a snort, you giggling as well as you saw your shirt crumbled next to his.  Having this small moment to laugh, even when you both were shirtless and in a compromising position, was a sweet reminder of how you two were so in love with one another. The centuries of having one another,and learning from one another, all lead to a fulfilling life. Nothing felt bland or out of place, you still had those butterflies in your chest when you had these moments with him. 

You both took in a breath together, looking at one another with big grins on your faces as Azriel finally dived back in to kiss you. The heat was still there, no throes of passion but still active enough to have Azriel place his hands along your backside to touch your bra and the latches behind it. You were feeling so good all over, the heat was getting bigger in your stomach as you nodded against his lips.

"Please," You said along his lips, Azriel groaning in approval as his fingers were skillfully taking off the bra straps and letting your bra slip to the ground. His hands immediately moved, cupped your breasts as you moaned against his lips and curled into him more. The feel of his calloused palms against your soft skin, you feeling your nipples hardening immediately from his touch, it was a weakness for you that your mate knew far too well.

You could even feel your core reacting to this, shockwaves under your skin were felt like Azriel moved his lips along your lips and then to your jawline and then your neck. You clung onto him with one hand, your other moving down to undo the buttons of his pants. 

"Let's go to our bed…" You felt Azriel hum against your neck, making you shiver from his lips along your sensitive skin. But you shook your head rapidly, not wishing to lose this momentum or this drive that was building.  You popped the one button open skillfully with your fingers, and the sound alone was heard by both of you.

"No," you said hotly, feeling him lean back and look up at you while his hands were still cupping your breasts delicately. You saw that fire in his eyes alone just in the way he was watching you with desire etched all over his face. You took in a long inhale, almost feeling powerful to have the Spymaster himself bend to your will.

So you leaned down, nuzzling his nose against your own and looking at him directly in the eyes.

"I want you, here and now, on this couch," You instructed him.

You've never seen him cave so fast and so willingly.

You both moved elegantly, knowing this dance far too well as you both helped strip each other's clothes off while remaining close to one another. Like magnets, unwilling to be too far apart as you both were now bare and holding onto each other.  In this little home that was your safe space, a space you two built up and kept strong for years on end, your love was blossoming all over again. Feeling his lips descending to your breast, kissing one breast with delicacy and yet with fire while his other hand took care of the other breast with ease. You were too far gone in the lust and sensations of his mouth and hands on you to notice Azriel's own shadows licking along your skin, making the lust come out all the more. You had to give him credit, he knew how to use all his tools to his advantage. 

Moans and sounds of passion filled your little home as Azriel sunk into you, you both holding onto each other so closely as he finally sunk into you.  It always took your breath away, how he both stretched you to your limit and yet made it feel so perfect and so right. So many times in the past you thought how perfect he felt inside of you, snug against your walls and hitting the right spots within you that made you see and feel stars. You felt it again that moment, his cock fitting you so perfectly that you felt like you two were made for one another. It made you speechless for a moment, frozen in his lap as he was watching your reaction. No matter that you couldn't find the words or put together a sentence, you were feeling everything and everywhere. 

You had no idea what Azriel was thinking at that moment, watching up be speechless as he was buried deep inside of you. He was feeling that sensation as well, pure lust and euphoria rolled into one. Nothing else could feel this amazing, this close to heaven or any kind of heaven, and it all came from you.  Your shining eyes, your tender heart, and yourwillingness to love him for all he was and for all his flaws. But the physical love he felt for you heightened all the more.

But seeing you bare, eyes lusted over in bliss and love with your head tilted back and looking up at the ceiling, chest heaving, and your hair cascading down your back, Azriel was in love all over again.

"Mother Above," He said in a breath, almost sounding winded himself from the sight of you. If he were to die in that moment, he would die a happy being and have no shame in it. You opened your eyes, hearing him and looking at you with your breath barely on your lips. He smiled the rare smile that made you think he hung the moon. He uttered one word, a word that he would use to always describe you and his love for you:

"Divine"

From that moment on, you both moved so softly and carefully yet filled with passion and possession simultaneously. Youwere inwardly thankful that your home was tucked away from anyone else, giving you all the privacy to fully enjoy this moment with your mate as he rolled his hips deeply and almost in a feral manner. You were letting him, having the experience know that this wasn't going to be anything typical. Your sex life with Azriel was never typical: it was always driven to ecstasy. Somehow, this time seemed deeper.  Being on the couch in front of a roaring fire, the sounds of bothyourself and Azriel enjoying one another as you rode him carefully with his arms around you, it all felt like an out-of-body experience.

As you were getting close and closer to your peak, you were closing your eyes and leaning against Azriel as you were feeling every sensation: his cock hitting your sweet spot inside of you with every roll of his hips, his hands roaming along your sweaty skin, his lips brushing along your neck. Even hearing him moan and grunt, the pure love and lust he was feeling too while he pleasing you, was making you get closer to the edge as well.  You both were feeding off each other, a tactic you both have done for years and years.

I love you, Cauldron I love you so much. I can feel you….mph….everywhere! You hear in your mind through the bond,that his voice was sounding raw and emotional as you were moving hotly in his ear. You felt wrecked, emotionally and lustfully as you were attempting to connect words to make a thought or two. But he was fucking you so good, drilling into you to the point that you were losing your breath once or twice. 

Right there Az….fuck…right there! Please…please fill me up. You moaned through the bond to him, the rational side was slipping away and something else was taking over. Something that you could only show to your mate when you were in the throws of pleasure. Perhaps you weren't thinking about it too much, but Azriel let out a gutted moan. Something you never heard in a long time, such a long time. It made you open your eyes briefly, looking down at your mate and seeing the wrecked look on his face.  So disheveled, and yet beyond gorgeous to you as he kept rolling his hips over and over to not stop the momentum. 

You knew then that a new side of Azriel took over. 

Say that again! He pleaded in the bond, his eyes slammed shut as you heard his pleading tone in your mind. You were confused at first, not knowing what he was talking about while you were petting his hair and still staying so close to him. He said nothing at first, just grunting with every thrust he was giving, but you were moving your fingers then from your face over to the top of his wings, being dangerously close to running your fingers along the membrane to throw him off.

Say what, baby? You asked him, almost sounding a bit smug about it while you tried to hold back from touching his wing. Just seeing his face alone was enough to make you want to crumble and fall to pieces, your pleasure getting at an all-time high and about to tumble over. But you still had the one last piece of resistance, of control, to hold back until you knew Azriel was going to tumble over with you. 

To…oh fuck….to fill….fill you up. He confessed, having you smile widely in pleasure flowing through you so quickly to take over your entire body. Hearing that from your mate, from a Shadowsinger and feared Illyrian throughout all of Prythian and even beyond, stunned you.  He was putty in your hands, and the way he was shaking and whimpering against your skin, you knew he was close. Beyond close, and all he needed was a push.

With a brush of your fingers along his wing, you whispered against his ear, "Make me fucking full,"

He roared, orgasming and emptying himself into you in such a force that it made you cry out and orgasm as well.

The orgasm alone was enough to make your head swim and your skin crawl in the best way possible. The pleasure alone, mixed in with the lust and love that you had for one another was now filling the room as your body was riding through each moment that felt like a lifetime. Azriel clung onto you as he was shaking, still riding his own high as you felt like you were going through it in slow motion.  From the top of your head to the tip of your toes, it was all there. You felt out of your body for a split second, floating in the air right above your home and embracing the air.

You were floating back down to the ground again, back onto that couch where you felt boneless in the arms of your mate, who was still shaking himself and feeling just as exhausted as you were. Both of your shared labored breaths, you blinking slowly as the white-hot pleasure that once soared through you was now a Luke warm, a soothing warm. Azriel'sscarred but beautiful fingers were dancing along your bare back, his face dug into your neck and sounding breathless and exhausted. Yet you felt a smile along your skin, you grinning as your face was against his head.

"That's….that's a first," You commented in a gasp. Azriel laughed, sounding so light after giving you an earth-shattering orgasm, "Never took you to like something like that, sweetheart,"

"You bring out the side of me that I never knew I had," Azriel confessed, having you giggle in a shy manner as you finally pulled back a bit to look at a blissed-out Azriel. You loved this look, the look of bliss and pure happiness that could only come from something like this. You were feeling it too, the sense of being the only two beings in the world and everything else ceasing to exist. And having Azriel cradle you close in his embrace, almost shielding you from the outside world and keeping this small bubble of bliss intact.

"You know, the last time we were in a position like this….I got pregnant with Alec," You explained to him as you reached down and ruffled his sweaty hair. He lit up a bit from the memory, you thinking about it too that fateful night when you two were in the deep throws of pleasure together in your bed. It was in the same manner too, you being in his lap and cock buried so deep side of it that you felt every moment and the insane pleasure that he experienced. That memory alone was vibrant in your mind, Azriel leaning up and perhaps reading your mind through the bond, you feeling his flicker of joy over and over as he spoke up again.

"Are you suggesting that we have had a repeat of that fateful night?" He asked, almost in a tease as he saw you blush. Youwere about to hide your face from him, moving your eyes away from him. However, he was faster in catching your jaw with his fingers and making sure you were facing him again. You felt the butterflies in your stomach as he kissed you sweetly. This kind of intimacy, this kind of love, it was something others around dream to at least experience once. Youhad it for centuries, years of building it up together and making it as strong as it was. 

As Azriel pulled away from your lips, he still kept his smile and his loving gaze on you as he searched your eyes.

"If we did, then I am all the more happy for It," You whispered, your heart beating out of your chest. You were thinking in the back of your mind that maybe down the road, sooner or later, another little one would be in your family. It was never a topic you or Azriel spoke about, but then again it wasn't closed either. Life with Alec was beyond a blessing, unlocking a part of your heart and soul you never thought you would have in this lifetime. A child that was the perfect mix of you and your mate, was all you've ever wanted and more.  And thinking of another child, another perfect child that you and Azriel would guide in the world.

It was so tempting.

"I think a shower is in order," Azriel hummed, carefully slipping out of you and you shifting a bit uncomfortably. But he moved swiftly, he picked you up bridal style, you laughing as your arms were around his neck and he stood up. You both were naked and yet ecstatic, Azriel carrying you over to the bathroom that was attached to the bedroom as you leaned your head on his shoulder. 

The flickering dream of perhaps another child in your family was still in the back of your mind. 

The End.

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