Coming Home
(this is just smut, forgive me)
"You’re so beautiful, baby." The shadowsinger’s low purr sends a shiver down your spine, and makes your eyes roll back in your head, walls clenching tighter around his proud length. A sensual sigh leaves leaves you, and slowly you feel yourself fading into tranquility. Oblivion.
Azriel kisses the side of your neck and hums lowly.
"Finally you are back in my arms," he breathes.
And oh those strong arms, you think, adorned with black swirls of ink, that are now tightly wrapped around you.
Azriel thrusts his hips up, eliciting a soft gasp from you that parts your lips.
Heat blossoms in your abdomen, and your toes curl when you drop your head into the crook of his neck, sucking the shadowsinger’s soft skin between your teeth. Your nails scratch down his sculpted back, lightly brushing the juncture of his wings.
Azriel sets a delicious space, making up for all the time you have missed while being a apart. The melody of your carnal noises, mixed with the groaning if the bed, and skin slapping against skin hollows through the room, drowning out everything else. Nothing matters — only Azriel and you. And your love and desire for one another.
Azriel weaves his scarred fingers into your hair, tugging your head back and chases your lips. He kisses you deeply, tongue dancing with yours.
With each roll of your hips, you ride him, a little faster, his cock so perfectly filling you, massaging your walls. In your frenzied state, there is nothing but passian and need and you cry out when he clasps your breast in his other hand, squeezing and then rolling your nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
"I missed you so much," he rasps against your mouth.
"I missed you more."
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I love having Kid as a favorite character in One Piece specifically because of how much of the fandom doesn't like him.
It's like finding a pissed off possum and saying "tehe, you're coming home with me!" and cuddling it while it hisses.
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If you're going to smoke a cigar, do it with no excuses and no apologies.
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barty, facedown on the table: I’m so stupid
regulus, laughing at him: yes, yes you are-
evan, from across the room: no
barty:
regulus:
barty, sitting up and clearing his throat: you know, I suddenly feel better. the world is such a beautiful place. I’m doing great, actually.
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Mine were solid folks. Proud to have their blood in my veins. No shame here, and no apologies forthcoming.
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Jill Valentine has been in a bad mood since 1998 and honestly I love that for her
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