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#Rowan x aelin
leiawritesstories · 2 days
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sleepless in terrasen
@throneofglassmicrofics instead of final papers i wrote...this 🫣
prompts: Sleepless & Rapture & Elixir
word count: 1,059 (whoops)
warnings: NSFW CONTENT OOPSIES
enjoy!!!
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She hadn't been able to sleep.
After two hours of tossing and turning, silken sheets rustling in agitation beneath her flushed skin, Aelin groaned in frustration and rolled out of her bed. Damn the man sleeping one door away from her. Damn his stupid sexy smirk and his stupid hot lips and his stupid big hands. Damn Rowan Whitethorn for kissing every coherent thought out of her head and locking the door behind him as he went to his own damned room.
Damn that gentlemanly tendency of his.
With a half-grunt, half-moan of frustration, Aelin reached for the small vial of medicine that she always kept with her whenever she traveled. Whether it was a long business trip with her parents and the rest of their government staff or a trip like this, a simple two-day drive from university back to her home, she always kept some sleep medication on hand. After nearly a decade of chronic insomnia, she knew how handy even a single does of that elixir was.
Fumbling in the dark, her hand soon closed around the familiar bottle. She quickly unscrewed the top, lifted the tiny glass bottle to her lips, and drank down the slightly-sweet medicine. After she placed the empty vial back on the nightstand, she tucked herself back into the very comfortable hotel bed, rolled onto her side, and waited for the familiar drowsiness to wash over her body.
Instead of sleepiness, though, a powerful wave of heat spread through her.
Shocked, Aelin flipped on the bedside lamp and grabbed the tiny glass bottle, squinting at the tiny print. Slowly, the words became clear.
Oh, fuck.
"Intensify Her Pleasure!" screamed the crimson lettering on the small black label. That wasn't her sleeping meds--it was a goddamn aphrodisiac.
And the need pulsing through her veins reared its head in full force, her nipples peaking to stiff little points at the thought of needing stimulation. Craving stimulation. From a certain pair of rough, calloused hands that had just recently gripped her hips as the man who owned them pressed her back into the wall and kissed a fire into her blood.
Gods. Aelin flipped the light off, dropped the bottle, and curled herself into a tight little ball under the sheets, willing the lust to calm itself down. Willing the image of Rowan's shirtless chest out of her--holy gods. Against her will, that image suddenly lost its pants.
And the fire in her veins burned brighter, demanding attention.
She stretched out, sliding the worn cotton shirt off her body. His shirt, its pine scent warm, comforting, familiar. Even the gentle rasp of the fabric against her peaked nipples sent a shudder through her body, and she lowered her hands to her breasts, gently circling the hardened buds. Harder. Rougher. Like she imagined Rowan would do if he wasn't so insistent on being a gentleman.
She didn't need him to be gentle with her.
As she slipped one hand between her thighs, Aelin couldn't muffle her soft moan. Fuck, she was so wet, turned on by the heated kiss, her need intensified by the damn aphrodisiac. Her fingers found her needy, throbbing clit, and she groaned, then grabbed a pillow and pressed it over her mouth, muffling her sounds. She should have been embarrassed that Rowan's name left her mouth in a broken moan as she slid two fingers into her pussy, but she wasn't. She wanted that man. Needed him.
And her fingers weren't nearly as good as she dreamed his thick, rough ones would be. Fuck. Breathing heavily, she reached her free hand into the nightstand drawer and grabbed her vibrator, switching it on to the lowest setting and trailing the bright blue toy over her nipples. She moaned louder, the sound muffled by the pillow, and slid it down her stomach, replacing her fingers with the vibe and flicking up the speed of the toy.
One more speed, love. Rowan's imagined voice filled her ears. That's a good girl.
"Rowan," Aelin moaned, pushing the vibrator harder against her clit and flipping on the suction as she flicked it up to its highest speed. "Oh my god, Ro!" Eyes closed, legs spread, fingers twisting her nipples with just the right amount of roughness, her body shook as she fractured, her orgasm tearing through her like wildfire as she pictured Rowan's darkened eyes gleaming up at her from between her legs.
Too slowly, she turned the vibe down and pulled it away, chest heaving as she caught her breath from the powerful orgasm. From the dream that had fueled it.
She really didn't know how she was going to manage spending six hours in a car next to Rowan tomorrow, as if she hadn't just pictured him devouring her pussy while she used her favorite vibrator. On the other side of the wall, she heard a faint shifting of sheets, as if Rowan was just as sleepless as her.
Though that couldn't be possible, since she was the one who'd just gotten off thanks to taking the wrong medicine.
"Aelin..." She jerked upright, half believing she was dreaming. As silently as she could, she pressed her ear to the rather thin hotel wall, listening carefully. On the other side of the wall, Rowan's bed creaked, and he groaned. "Fuck, Aelin!"
Holy. Fuck.
In a split second, Aelin made a Very Bad Decision. She pushed herself out of bed, tugged Rowan's shirt over her bare body, and went to the door that separated their two rooms. Knowing Rowan had left it unlocked, she turned the handle and quietly opened the door and stepped into his room before the embers still sparking in her blood could cool her impulsiveness.
In his bed, Rowan yanked himself upright, his sweaty chest glistening in the slivers of moonlight that spilled in through the gauzy curtains. His eyes widened as he took in her flushed, wild-haired appearance, her parted lips. Her breathing hitched as she drank in his bare skin and the bulge barely hidden beneath the sheets.
"Aelin?" he whispered. Rough, jagged, hopeful.
"Rowan," she breathed. Rough, jagged. Needy.
He pushed the sheets aside and stood, and her knees weakened even as the fire in her blood roared right back to life.
"Come. Here." A demand. A promise.
She dropped her shirt to the floor and did just that.
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darkest-fantasy · 2 days
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It’s all there
Rowan+ Aelin and Gwyn+ Azriel mate language similarities
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original post by @sarahandersoncomics on instagram
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sammibellarts · 3 days
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“Gold not yellow, real metallic gold.”
21 hours and I’m so happy with this!!!
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throughstarlitfields · 5 months
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𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘮…
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐠𝐨𝐰𝐧.
🎨: @spearthymint
Commissioned by me
𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑬 𝑫𝑶 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑹𝑬𝑷𝑶𝑺𝑻. 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑹 𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑻 𝑮𝑰𝑽𝑬𝑵.
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i-only-see-daylight · 1 month
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Aelin: If I died-
Rowan, sharpening his knives: Death will not get you out of this relationship.
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lib-arts · 4 months
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HAPPY NEW YEAR!!🎇
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Rowan and Aelin Galathynius by me (llibiarts)
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sadiegirl2021 · 4 months
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Everyday I think about how Aelin got into Rowan's bed and just never left. 🤌
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cludiaa · 1 year
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Pls not me realising that I forgot to post this here 💀
Anyway may I offer you some Aelin and Rowan
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fireheart-violet · 18 days
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Hottest Sjm couple 🔥🔥🔥 art by @inkfaeart
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shadowhandss60 · 19 days
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*Dorian and Aelin lying on the floor*
Manon: What’s wrong with them?
Rowan: They realized they can’t read all of the books in existence.
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trabazo · 16 days
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Shes so silly she almost died 👹
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emiliamildner · 8 months
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Ladies and gentlemen, them ✨
A little sketch of Rowan and Aelin that I really like and maybe will turn into a fully rendered painting at some point.
Inspired by Throne of Glass series by Sarah J. Maas
‼️DO NOT REP0ST WITHOUT PERMISSION!
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loveandshadows · 1 year
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This is so funny to me.
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barb-arts · 8 months
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Aelin Ashryver Galathynius.
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i-only-see-daylight · 5 months
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Rowan, desperately trying to save Dorian: Highness, with all due respect, Aelin will kill me if I let you die, so I'm dead either way.
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