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readychilledwine · 2 months

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The Fire in Spring

Summary - Calanmai is the most important night in Spring, and how lucky for you to be mated to the night's main attraction

Warnings - smut, mating press, oral, fingering, praise kink, biting kink, implied voyeurism, sex magic, implied orgy, loose editing (we die like men here)

A/n - Sorry, this is later than expected! I went back and forth and eventually decided to leave it vague enough that it could be part of Lost Bonds or read without it. I also wanted it to fit @tamlinweek d4 prompts, so did that the best I could without forcing other people to read the mini series if they haven't already 💕

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The Cave was hot. Almost unbearable.

Or maybe that was just your skin as you were laid on the centered bed. Whatever had taken over the gentle male you once knew was starved. It was desperate, hungry, and wanting.

You had been stripped bare on the way to the cave, and even just the brush of his bare chest on yours had you moaning softly, eyelids flutter shut as you did. You had never experienced sex magic before, but you could see why so many books warned against it. How you felt right now could easily become an addiction.

Tamlin was kissing down your neck, nipping and sucking as he went to ensure you were covered in his marks and bruising. The paint on his body had begun staining your skin, another sign that you were his for the night and his for the taking. Your hands moved without permission, exploring his shoulders, his biceps, and his forearms. He was stunning. You knew that from the moment you laid eyes on him, but getting to admire him up close was almost too much.

Green eyes met yours before he wrapped his lips around your left nipple, sucking and flicking the bud until he was content with the sounds of your moans and the peak it had formed. He gave the right the same attention, smirking against your skin at the little gasps leaving your throat. “Tam,” you whispered his name, tugging on his soft blonde locks. “More.”

“More?” He chuckled against your skin as his fingers danced down your sides before gripping your soft hips. “What does my pretty mate need more of?” His kisses trailed down again as he waited for an answer. He bit your inner left thigh as you zoned out, watching the action send chills through your body to alert to the pain. “Stay with me, y/n. I want to see the way your eyes look when I make you cum in my tongue.”

You could hardly process his words, but you raised yourself to your elbows and watched. There was an odd sense of power that came with having a male between your thighs. That first lick of his tongue through the slick mess made your head fall back, a soft fuck coming through your lips. He took it as permission, savoring each drop of you as his tongue ran from your entrance, dipping in at times for more of a taste, to circling your clit. You could feel yourself growing more and more wet. “You love this, don't you?” He licked at your clit again. “It makes you feel like a queen, doesn't it? Having me please you like this?” You could only moan in response, wiggling your hips as you tried to push him into continuing.

He dove back in, lips locking around your clit as he ran a finger up your core. Your head fell back again as he pushed it in, curling it instantly to that sensitive spot inside of you like he already knew your body like the back of his hands. You could feel that coil tightening, core twitching around his finger. You looked back him and could have came at the sight alone. Tamlin's eyes shut in peace as he enjoyed every second of what he was doing to you.

He pushed a second finger in, opening you up for later. It took seconds for you to fall over the edge, and he moaned against you as you did. His name was a prayer on your lips, falling over and over again as he worked you through the high, only stopping as you pushed his head away.

He held eye contact with you as he cleaned his fingers, licking them and sucking them before grabbing both of your thighs and pushing your knees towards your chest. “Hold them there.” You obeyed mindlessly, a warm haze setting in all over again. You needed Tamlin like water. It was as if he was the only one capable of putting out the fire in your stomach, and you were becoming desperate to feel normal again.

“Please,” his hand went to your thigh, eyes shining in sympathy for a brief moment.

“I have you, y/n,” He was inside of you in one fluid thrust, groaning in time with the loud moan that left your body. He lifted your hips, squeezing your ass as he did, and he began.

He pounded into you as if both of your lives depend on it. He was the most vocal lover you had ever had. Praising you with each roll of his hips. Whimpering each time you twitched around him. Groaning as your legs fell open wider allowing him deeper into you.

Your moans were becoming higher pitched and breathy as he reached places healers wouldn't have even known about. You couldn't whispering his name between moans, you couldn't stop arching your back. Your nails dug into his arms bringing him closer to you and locking him into a kiss.

His forehead came to rest on yours, the pace slowing significantly as it did. “You are so beautiful.” The praise shot straight through you making you whimper his name again. “In all the years I've lived, I have never laid eyes on someone more beautiful than you, and I never win.” Your hands moved to dig into his shoulders, legs wrapping around his waist as his pace picked up again.

“I need you to cum,” he moaned into your ear, kissing the tip lightly. “Need to feel you squeezing me with this pretty pussy.” It was as if he had unlocked something deep inside of you, stomach twisting and a knot forming as he continued. “I could bury myself inside of you and die a happy male. You are so perfect. So tight and warm. Feels so good, petal.”

The praise made you feel light headed, “Tamlin, please.”

His finger moved to your clit, circling it in time with his thrusts. “Go ahead. Cum for me. Let everyone here know how good I'm fucking my mate.”

The possession, the long forgotten crowd watching and fucking in time with you two, the feeling of electricity shooting through you. You fell off the edge, screaming his name as you did, and triggered his own fall, screaming again as he bit into your shoulder and emptied into you.

Heavy breathing was all you could hear as you came back down. Soft kisses on your brow bone worked you back to the present. “You did so good, y/n. Rest for a bit. We're just beginning.”

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tsunami-of-tears · 2 months

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Mission Accomplished

Poly+ ACOTAR Week 2024 - Day 4 (Adventure)

Cazriel x Healer Reader

Summary: Despite the Inner Circle’s best efforts, the throuple continues to fight their affection for each other. To help things along, Rhys sends the group on a fake mission (unbeknownst to them). Of course - everything goes horribly wrong.

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Wordcount: 1.4K

Warnings: angst; violence; injury; animal attack.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ:

Reader

Weeks had passed since the incident with the love potion, and you’d given up on trying to figure out where it came from.

Despite the night of passion, your relationship with Cassian and Azriel remained mostly unchanged, albeit slightly more awkward. You were grateful to still be able to call them your friends - joking around with Cassian and your quiet chats with Azriel were your favourite parts of the day.

You felt torn. You loved both males equally and didn’t want to come between their longstanding friendship. You didn’t want to have to choose between them.

Their visits to your clinic had gotten less frequent, but Cassian insisted you needed some basic training.

“Let me at least teach you some self-defence,” Cassian pouts at you for about the fiftieth time.

You sigh, but smile as you roll your eyes. “Okay fine, it can’t hurt. But I’m no warrior, and I have no desire to be.”

“I know, the only thing you’ve slain is my heart,” Cassian jests. “But,” he says, taking on a more serious tone, “I don’t expect you to fight in battle, I want you to be able to defend yourself if Azriel or I’m not around.”

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Rhysand

Mor waltzes into the office and throws herself on the plush couch. “Gods… They are even dumber than we thought,” she exclaims. “I really thought the potion would get things moving.”

Rhys runs his hand through his hair. “I know,” he agrees. “I’m sending them on a training exercise. Hopefully some time away will help them figure things out.”

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Reader

You’re on your first-ever mission for the Night Court, camped deep in the forest of the Illyrian Steppes.

You’d been informed that there were some Illyrian camps causing trouble in the area. You weren’t sure how your skills would help, but you were on standby in case anyone got injured.

After a long day of hiking and scouting with little results, you’re setting up camp for the night. You stand over the small campfire, boiling water to sanitise your equipment.

The loud crack of a branch breaking sounds behind you, followed by a low growl.

You turn around slowly and find yourself face-to-face with a giant wolf. It’s enormous, towering over you. And those teeth… The sharp canines are exposed as it snarls at you. Your veins chill with fear and a sharp scream rips from your throat.

You cautiously take a step back from the wolf, narrowly avoiding the fire. You don’t dare break eye contact. You try to stand tall, holding the only thing within reach - a ladle - brandishing it like a sword, like Azriel and Cassian taught you.

You send a silent prayer to the Mother that one of your friends can save you before you become dinner.

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Cassian

Cassian sprints from the other side of the clearing at the sound of your screams, stopping dead in his tracks when he sees you wielding a ladle against the angry beast. The terror in your eyes strikes something deep within him, stoking the golden embers to life inside his chest.

His soul erupts in fury, and the deep need to protect.

A battle cry sounds from Cassian’s lips as he charges towards the wolf with his knife out.

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Azriel

Azriel hears your scream before his shadows alert him of trouble.

Adrenaline courses through his veins. The only thought in his mind is of saving you.

He winnows straight to you. Right in front of the wolf. Within a second of his shadows dispersing, Azriel feels something sharp in his left side.

He looks down and sees a hunting knife sticking out of his side, and a wide-eyed Cassian stepping back in shock.

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Reader

You feel completely helpless as you watch the scene unfold in front of you.

One minute, Cassian was hurling his knife towards the creature. The next, Azriel had winnowed right in the path of the blade.

The wolf turns to look at the two Illyrians, who freeze under its yellow gaze. It huffs out a breath before turning on its heel and prowling back into the forest.

Azriel shakes his head, hand going straight to the blade protruding from his side, “I can’t believe you stabbed me.”

“You practically winnowed into my knife,” Cassian exclaims.

“Why didn’t you go for your sword? That knife would’ve bounced right off its hide,” Azriel bristles, irritation growing under his skin.

You leap right into action, stepping in as the tension between the males starts to rise. “Looks like you did need me here after all,” you say, trying to diffuse the situation. “Azriel, sit on that log. I’ll just gather what I need.”

Cassian stands back with his arms folded across his chest as you work on removing the blade and patching up the wound.

“It’s not too deep, look it’s already clotting. It might just be a bit sore tonight, but you’re going to be fine.” You attempt to give Azriel your best reassuring smile.

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The rest of the night was strained. Both males were very quiet, only speaking in one-word responses. The silence was stifling, with the only sounds coming from the crackling fire and the scraping of cutlery on plates.

Unable to handle the creeping tension any longer, you retire to your tent early, leaving the males to work out whatever issues they have.

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Cassian

Azriel could hardly look at Cassian, and Cassian couldn’t bear it.

His brother was staring into the dwindling fire, as he sharpened his blades. The sharp singing of stone on metal cut through the air between them.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened,” Cassian admits. “I was overcome by this need to protect. I was blinded by fear. I had to protect Y/N.”

Azriel finally looks up from his work, his expression unreadable before returning to sharpening his daggers.

Cassian runs his hand through his hair. He figured Azriel deserved the truth. “Y/N is my mate. The bond snapped when I saw her standing there, holding that damned ladle like it would’ve done anything.”

Azriel freezes, a mixture of confusion and shock in his eyes. “That’s not possible,” he says softly.

“It’s the truth, I felt it.”

“No… The mating bond snapped for me not long after I brought her to the Night Court,” Azriel states.

“How? We can’t both be her mates, can we?”

Azriels gaze is captured by something behind Cassian. Cassian turns to see what his brother is looking at and sees Y/N standing there.

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Reader

You couldn’t sleep.

You tossed and turned, replaying the earlier incident over and over in your head.

You’re pulled from your thoughts by hushed voices outside your tent. The mention of your name grabs your attention, and you still your movements to glean what the males are discussing.

“Y/N is my mate,” says an exasperated Cassian.

Your entire world slows on its axis.

All thoughts eddy from your mind except one - your mate.

You quietly exit your tent, walking towards the males around the fire, when Azriel’s words stop you in your tracks.

“The mating bond snapped for me not long after I brought her to the night court.”

Both of them.

Both males whom you loved with all your heart were your mates.

Was this the Cauldron’s idea of a cruel joke?

You walk towards them, your mates, and the glimmering bond between you starts to appear. You can see the two strands coming from your heart, connecting your soul to each of the males before you.

As if they can feel your presence, they both look up at you.

“Y/N” Cassian murmurs, your name a prayer against his lips.

You touch your heart as you feel the deep longing flow down the twin bonds.

“Both of you?” you whisper.

“It’s rare, but I’ve read about similar occurrences,” Azriel admits, rising to his feet.

“But, how am I supposed to choose?” You say. Tears well in your eyes and your lip quivers at the thought of rejecting either male.

Cassian and Azriel exchange glances and a small nod.

“Who said anything about choosing?” Azriel asks.

“I know it’s a lot, you don’t have to decide anything here and now,” Cassian chimes in, reaching for your hand. “We’d be honoured to share you, if you’ll have us both.” Azriel steps forward, taking your other hand in his. “It won’t always be easy, but I’m willing to try for you. Truthfully, there’s no one else I’d rather be bound with,” Azriel finishes, meeting Cassian’s eye.

The tears that threatened to spill pool over the edge of your lashes. You nod earnestly as you send all your love down the bonds to your mates.

You pull them into a tight embrace, your bodies fitting together perfectly, like the final piece to a puzzle, the answer to a question you’d been asking your entire life.

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iguessthisisanewobsession · 1 year

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One plus one

“This can’t be normal…”

“Jason, you’re a halfa, nothing is normal.”

Jason threw a bird as he continued to study the mirror.

There was a lump on his stomach. It wasn’t there last week.

Call him paranoid but the last time he wasn’t ended with him in a box.

Danny snickered from his perch on Jason’s bed.

“You know if something is really bothering you than we can go visit Frostbite? It’s kind of his whole deal to make sure we don’t croak again.”

Jason grimaced as he pressed the toilet’s flush with his foot.before entering his bedroom and flopping onto the bed.

“Sure, who doesn’t enjoy getting lectures from yetis? It’s probably just a resurgence of the pit. And extra can of liquid lime jello a day and I’ll be good.”

“You say that now, but last time it was you flame core coming in.”

Jason grimaced,

“I’m aware.”

“You burned down a safe house. Jason, you’re no longer human. You need to remember that it’s never nothing wit-“

Danny let out a sharp yelp as he felt a harsh kick send him to the floor. Getting up, he sent a glare at the snickering vigilante before letting out a sigh,

“I’m just saying it’s better to get this checked out before it becomes a problem.”

“If it will calm your nerves than we can visit tomorrow, now get over here. I have patrol in a couple hours and I demand compensation.”

“Compensation?” He snickered as he slid into the older boy’s arms. “Compensation for what?”

“The lectures I’m going to have to deal with tomorrow. Now shut up dumbass.”

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Jason was in shock.

He had to be because there’s no way that Frosty just said-

“-quite remarkable Jason! Usually when it comes to procreation ghosts have challenges to produce one child-“

Triplets.

‘That’s three..’

“Holy shit.”

Like actually how??

Jason couldn’t even remember when the last time he slept with someone let alone bottomed.

Glancing over to Danny he could see that he was trying to do math as well.

“I don’t- how?”

Frostbite gave him a confused look,

“Young Jason? What do you mean?”

“I mean how? I haven’t had sex since I met Danny.”

“Ahh, you are thinking of human procreation. When it comes to ghosts they really only need to have a strong wish for children and have their body and haunt in a proper state to carry. Add the fact that you have been in prolonged contact with the Great One probably caused the quantity.”

Fucking hell Desiree..

“So they’re mine?” Danny asked,

“As far as I’m aware. Congratulations you two on your hauntlings! Now with the sheer number you are a caring Jason I think it it best that we talk about what you should expect-“

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“Jason talk to me babe.”

“Talk? What is there to talk about? I’m fine, you’re fine, the babies are fine. Everything is fine.”

Danny hummed as he floated above the kitchen.

“You say that but you’re stress baking.”

“We were out of snacks.”

“You’re making a cheesecake at five in the morning.”

Jason slammed his rolling pin a bit more aggressively into the gram crackers before turning around.

“Fine! You know what? I’m stressed, I admit it! We’re not in a stable place here! We’re two 23 year olds who live in crime alley! The Anti-Ecto acts just got brought down. You’re going to college and I’m a vigilante crime lord!”

Jason furiously rubbed his palm into his eye before releasing a long breath,

“It’s just- really hitting right now.” He slid down the cabinet to the tile, “Fuck we’re having kids.”

Danny lightly floated to the floor before gently leaning into the taller man.

“Hey, you’re thinking about this like we’re going to do this alone. You’re forgetting that we have support. Tucker and Sam are moving over soon, Jazz is one call away. That doesn’t even count the 20 billion siblings you dad has got.”

The snort Jason let out was counted as a win.

“I mean do you know how many onesies I saw Dick looking up on his phone during those weeks of pranking?Tim was frantically googling what to expect while your expecting.”

“Really?”

Danny nodded solemnly,

“Duke and Damian were figuring out how to set up a nursery. You remember how Bruce reacted the first time. They’ll be excited! And we both know that the girls are going to flip!”

Danny gently nudged him in the side,

“Annnd you’ll have me. I’ll be at your side until you get annoyed by my presence!”

Jason gently unfolded himself and rested his head on Danny’s,

“You know that we’re going to have to come clean about our relationship right?”

With a dramatic sigh Danny got up and pulled Jason along,

“It was fun while it lasted, two and a half years of circumventing Brucie’s attempts of getting me to join the family only to be murdered for that same reason.”

“Nah, Old man isn’t who you should be worried about, Alfred on the other hand…”

As they sat down and turned on the morning news a calm finally fell onto Jason. With a glance down to his stomach he took a deep breath.

‘Yeah we can do this.”

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