"For the love of all that is holy, please go to sleep." For Alex and Ivy? I miss my kids
25- for the love of all that is holy, please go to sleep
Alex knew the moment he’d agreed to come back home to Spring for his mothers birthday that it would be a mistake. The estate was packed to the gills with not just Day Court, but Night Court too. And what Alex had learned over the last few years about the seasonal courts was how loud they were. Between Auden and Elyn and Selene, he was certain their home had never known a moments peace.
But Ivy was best at everything—and that included being loud. He could hear her in the garden with Aine, playing their loud midnight game when he’d begged her to come to bed. Not just for sleep, either. Alex wasn’t above making love to his wife in his childhood bed. In fact, he thought he would very much like to coat his sheets in her scent, if only to wipe away all the memories of long nights spent frustrated he was expected to one day be High Lord.
Alex flung off the blankets from his body and stalked through the house, all but running down the stairs and out the back patio to the garden. He caught Ivy as she streaked by, barefoot with flowers in her hair.
“Cauldron boil me, Ives,” he complained, hauling her up over his shoulder. “It’s time to go to sleep.”
“I’m not tired,” she replied, pushing against his bare chest half-heartedly. If she wanted to escape him truly, Ivy could have burned or blinded him, calling up that legendary Spell-Cleaver and Vanserra magic. She was perfectly content where she was, and Alex was all too happy to dump her back into his bedroom.
Flushed and glowing softly, he marveled at how lovely she was. “I’m tired,” he told her, suddenly not tired at all. Not when she was scooting up his bed, her red hair a pretty halo around her stunning face. Fuck, but looking at her was always like the first time. He was always so caught up in how he’d felt the first time he realized she was his mate.
“I think you were feeling neglected,” she all but purred as he crawled up her body. “Are you, Alex?”
“Maybe,” he replied, fingering the strap of her dress absently. “You’ve been gone all day.”
“I like your sisters,” she replied, pulling him down for a kiss.
“Maybe if you didn’t work so hard, you wouldn’t have to go so crazy when we came to Spring,” he murmured, taking another taste of her honeyed mouth.
“You are doing a bad job holding me accountable at home,” she murmured, tangling her fingers through his hair. “What else is there to do but work?”
“I’ll endeavor to do a better job,” he whispered, grinding himself against her. “Pull you off that throne, dump you in my bed. Is that what you want?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Is that what you want right now?” he added, pushing the top of her dress off her. Ivy whimpered.
And who was Alex to deny his mate?
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"... Papa..."
Perona's voice, no longer as small as it was, conveys exhaustion. It's been a few days since, but she still seems... Empty, somehow. As though her soul has been violently torn asunder and there lies only the pieces stitching themselves back together.
Reaching, her small hand, recently cleaned of dirt and soot, gently tugs his finery, before both arms reach up.
"... Up?"
@eldenlordofdragons (I missed them)
He looked down towards the tot, while grown in soul, was still small as ever to Godfrey's giant stature.
A smile curls on his lips, Serosh following the sight of his master.
"Hello, Lass." He greets her warmly as he reaches with a single hand to scoop her up. As easily as one could hold and cradle a baby or a small animal with one arm, Godfrey could cradle the young girl's body with plenty of space left. Serosh would close that space by leaning over Godfrey's shoulder to offer nuzzles.
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Tre got up from his bed, fingers covered in charcoal. He set his sketch book down. Gretz lifted his head and the German Shepard boofed softly as Tre walked to door of his dorm room. "Stay." He said to his dog as he opened the door.
"Bev..." He said softly. "Hey." He stepped aside to let her in. "Are you alright? It's like 2 in the morning." The dog now moved from the bed and walked over to the girl. Being a service dog he could sense when someone needed him.
Tre grabbed a blanket from his bed and wrapped it around her. "Hey...what's up?"
beverly is wrapped up in her hoodie hiding from the cold outside and she takes a deep breath before moving into @puckcdup 's door room stopping slightly to pet his dog and then she sits on the edge of his bed. she was not having a good night a red mark adorned across her face that she hopes has faded by now but she could still feel the throbbing. how stupid she was right now her green eyes looking at tre and his softness was always something she did not deserve.
one thing she could say is she was a stupid girl. her hoodie pulled over her slightly shaking frame and she wants a cigarette her fingers twitching and she feels the softness of a blanket being put around her shoulders cuddling into the warmth and she closes her eyes.
" i just got back from my date.. " and he smacked me across the face says he did not want me smoking..
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@florietiae
Smut Prompts "oh, yes. keep doing that." {{&&george&charlotte}}
george looked at his wife, his breath completely gone. there was no one alive that was nearly as beautiful as his charlotte. his fingers traced her cheek, before moving down her neck, taking it all in. george had never known a love could be like this. he never believed anyone would love him, knowing how troubled his mind was. he would always be half a man, and yet, she, who was so beautiful and strong, loved him. not because he was a king, but because she loved him, george. ❝anything you ask, my queen.❞
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It had been entirely too long since Zora had last seen Hana. They had kept busy with their own work, with their own ventures. But they couldn't deny that it was still.. unfortunate, hurtful that she couldn't spend time with them. Or even respond to the briefest of messages depending on the day. They knew that it was because of her work and how tired that made her.
But it didn't make things much easier. Just .. enough for them to lower, lower, lower any expectations that they seemed to have of her.
By the time that they finally got a call from her, they were uncertain whether or not to meet up. But figured that they might as well,they did still enjoy her company after all.
So when they see Hana, and they see how excited she is to see them again, Z can't help the slight smile that appears on their face. They still feel a little cautious, not sure if they want to put too much more into being around with her right now.
They had missed her though. That they knew to be true.
"Hey there, Hana. Yeah, I .. I missed you too. The constant everything really takes a toll, doesn't it? It.. it's nice to see you, though. It really is. "
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"Steven... I require attention." Kai flops himself dramatically across the vampires lap. (hi i missed them ur welcome<3)
" you always require attention. " stefan hums, looking down at his boyfriend who took it upon himself to plop into his lap. " & you smell like syrup. " the vampire's nose scrunches as he brushes a hand through the siphoner's hair, if only to keep him relaxed. " how can i provide this attention, hm ? " he hums, arching a brow down at kai.
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