#acotar rhys x reaer

[shadowdaddies]

Closer to You

Rhys x Reader smut

A/N: this can be read as a part 2 to Close to You, or on its own. PRIOR CONSENT BY BOTH PARTIES IS IMPLIED. Read the warnings, loves

Warnings: somnophilia, pure smut, oral f! receiving, p in v sex

Rhys finished his work, leaning back in his chair to hold your sleeping form close to his chest. A small mewl of pleasure escaped you as his cock brushed your walls, the new angle drawing pleasure from you even in your sleep.

Hips rolled against his, breathy moans escaping you in dreams at the feeling of your mate filling you deeply, tip sliding against your sensitive walls. Rhys bit back a moan, teeth digging into his lip while he stood slowly and winnowed you to your shared bedroom.

Laying you down on the mattress, Rhys looked down at your form, ethereal in the glow of the moon as he planned his next move. You were too peaceful to disturb, body too soft and vulnerable for him to desecrate how he desired. Eyes darkened as he scented your arousal building even in slumber, hips rolling against the sheets in front of him in a beckoning call.

Rhys’s hands slid up your legs, your mate anticipating the sharp gasp that left you as he spread your legs, warm core exposed to the cold air of your bedroom.

Testing the waters, Rhys kissed up your thighs, hot lips and onyx locks tickling the skin as he worked upwards toward your core. 

You writhed beneath him, blissfully unaware that your dream was reality as your mind imagined your mate’s tongue against your body. Soft licks slowly worked up your legs, warm and cold spreading through you from the pleasurable sensations.

Rhys licked a careful stripe up your pussy, strategic in his slow assault on your core. Small gasps escaped you, moans echoing through the room as your eyes fluttered under his tantalizing touch.

Tongue dipped into your core, Rhys lapping eagerly at your arousal while you ground against him, your subconscious convincing you that this was all a perfect dream.

Warm hands caressed your breasts, tweaking your nipples as Rhys’s movements became more frantic. Your moans left him rutting against the bed, desperate for friction as he longed to be inside of you.

Eyes rolled, back arched as you crashed into your high, the wave bringing you from your deep sleep to a half-wakened state. You recognized the form of your mate, aglow in the soft night light above you as his tip pressed against your entrance.

With a lazy smile, your legs wrapped around him, urging him to thrust. Rhys’s thick cock filled you, awakening you fully to see the concentration on his face, how hard he was trying to stay gentle with you in your sleepy state.

“Rhys,” you whispered, earning a glance from violet eyes that danced with galaxies. “Fuck me hard, please.”

The sound was a weak mewl, needy and desperate for distraction from the day you’d had. As though understanding your desire, Rhys’s hips met yours fully, joined sounds leaving both of you at the full stretch.

You looked up through glassy eyes, hunger stirring within you as your hands found his neck. “More,” you urged, rolling your hips against his for emphasis.

Rhys groaned, the High Lord’s strong arms bracketing you, as they forced your legs over his shoulders. “I love you,” he whispered against your lips, his cock sliding out of you for only a moment before he thrust back in fully.

Nails scraped against his back, clawing desperately at your mate’s tattooed skin as his hips rolled against yours, cock brushing deep inside of you with each movement.

Your high reached you quickly, Rhys’s stomach brushing against your clit as he hammered out both of your frustrations. 

His name left your lips like a prayer, chanting for mercy and strength as you felt his release inside of you. Collapsing into your hold, Rhys’s lips found your neck, licking the sweaty skin there, kissing and nipping along the curves of your body.

A soft laugh escaped your lips, fully coming to your senses to see your mate panting above you, sweaty bodies intertwined as pleasure settled deep in your bones.

“I need a bath,” you whispered, pausing to kiss your mate’s neck. The taste of salt seeped through your tongue, “And so do you.”

Rhys’s soft groan sent a jolt through your sensitive core, his mirthful stare all-knowing at your reaction. “Then let’s go, darling,” he purred, arms wrapping around to hold you against him as he stood. “I’ll take good care of you.”

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