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wickedholl0w · 1 year

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The four

A/N: OK, I wrote these chapters for my fanfic and I thought it was too good to just leave it in my native language. Again English is not my native language, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes.

Summary: After a night out the girls Gwyn and Nesta return home where they decide to try something new, but their partners arrive at exactly the right time and Cassian ends up having an idea that took all the peace of Azriel.

Warnings: VERY NSFW, Gwynriel+Nessian foursome.

Total Words: 4062

The girls' night had been a real success with drinking and lots of music and dancing, Gwyn had even sang on stage at Rita's and from the applause she received I knew she had literally rocked it, but she wasn't the main focus of the night, but Morrigan and Emerie who had finally publicly assumed their romance and didn't make a point of hiding the caresses on the dance floor, exchanging kisses and dancing together.

It had undoubtedly been one of the best nights of their lives, even Feyre's, the first night she'd gone out without Rhysand leaving the High Lord in charge of their son. She and Gwyn were on a good friendship, actually a great one and they both wanted to hang out more with each other, or in a group as they were doing and even Amren agreed that this activity was very liberating without having a male sniffing around her every move.

When it was around two in the morning everyone was too drunk to continue and decided to go home. Feyre left Nesta and Gwyn at the House of Wind before she left, and the two friends walked around in each other's arms, laughing drunk and bumping into everything in their path. At one point Gwyn fell and started laughing so hard that she couldn't get up and Nesta, when she went to help her, fell too on top of her and they laughed as tears ran down their face.

With much effort and several bumps and falls, the pair arrived at the main room of the House, the room that had High Lords own some day and now belonged to Nesta and Cassian and was a huge room with a gigantic bed where the two of them threw themselves later after throw the high-heeled sandals to any corner.

They lay next to each other on their backs still laughing.

“Did you see that male's face when you said I was Azriel's mate?” Gwyn said laughing.

“Yea!” replied Nesta. “I thought he was going to piss his pants!”

“He went to the bathroom right after” Gwyn replied turning to her friend who turned to her. “Your makeup is all smudged.”

"Yours is no different," Nesta said. "Aren't you upset that Emerie didn't tell us about the Morrigan?"

Gwyn sighed and leaned her head on her arm.

"No," she said. “I understand they wanted to keep it a secret, especially Morrigan.”

Nesta clicked her tongue.

“I stayed for a while, after all, we never told anyone anything...”

“Besides our mates” they said together and laughed, but soon they calmed down.

It was then that Gwyn noticed Nesta's drunk blue gray gaze over her mouth.

“Have you ever kissed another female?” asked her friend, looking back at Gwyn who raised her eyebrows.

“No... I don't think I ever wanted to” she said lifting her body and supporting her weight on her arm and Nesta did the same, they were too close.

“But were you curious?” asked Nesta and Gwyn gave a small smile.

"I won't say no," she said and Nesta smiled broadly, putting her free hand on Gwyn's arm that rested on the redhead's body.

"Me too," said the female, and Gwyn bit her lower lip.

“Do you think they'll be upset if we try it?” Gwyn asked and Nesta shrugged.

"What eyes don't see..." said the blue-grey-eyed valkyrie.

"The heart doesn't feel," Gwyn added.

Nesta then brought the hand that was sliding over her friend's arm to her face and Gwyn closed her eyes and Nesta's full lips touched hers and it was a different sensation. They were much softer than Azriel's, more delicate and wine-tasting.

They separated and looked into each other's eyes and smiled broadly at each other and Gwyn took her hands to her friend's face who also took hers to the redhead's and they kissed again and this time their tongues entered the other's mouth exchanging slow caresses, the lips sliding over the other's and the kiss deepening a little more.

“What the fuck is this?!” Cassian's voice echoed through the room making them move away quickly and jump sitting on the bed.

Panting and wide-eyed, they both saw their mates standing in the doorway looking at them in a way that would make anyone fall to their knees and ask for forgiveness.

The two Valkyries looked at each other and then back at the Illyrian males, arms crossed, brows furrowed, wings slightly spread.

“We can explain...” Gwyn was saying and Azriel just arched an eyebrow making her shrug her shoulders.

“Of everyone I never thought that Gwyn was a threat to my relationship. Really, Nesta?” Cassian said indignantly.

"Stop crying," Nesta said, getting up still wobbly from the alcohol. “Me and Gwyn were just testing something...”

“With your tongues inside each other's mouths?” Azriel asked, uncrossing his arms and now walking towards Gwyn who was looking at him from under her eyelashes. For Mother's sake, when he got angry it was like lighting a fire inside her.

"We were curious about kissing another female," Gwyn said to her mate, who bent to take her by the arm and pull her out of Nesta and Cassian's bed. “Only that.”

Az raised his eyebrows as he held Gwyn's arm without taking his eyes off her.

"That's no big deal, so stop playing the prude," Nesta said, going to Cassian who looked down to face her. “It was just a little kiss.”

"Oh, honey, that was nothing compared to a little kiss," Cassian said, putting his hand around Nesta's neck and sliding his thumb down her throat. “And did you like it?”

"Cass," Azriel said in warning, pulling Gwyn toward him.

Nesta looked at her and Gwyn bit her lower lip and waved lightly, the result was an angry growl coming from Azriel and he pulled her hard to the rigid body and without meaning to a little moan came out of Gwyn who put her hands on her’s dressed black mate broad chest.

"We like it," Nesta said, looking at Cassian again. “Why all this insecurity? We're best friends, we won't trade you just because we kiss...”

"I think it's enough," Azriel said without taking his eyes off Gwyn, who brought her fingertips to his neck, stroking there slowly. “Tomorrow we'll talk.”

"Wait, Az," Cassian said and everyone looked at him. “This situation gave me a good idea...”

"No," Azriel replied.

“What is?” asked Gwyn and he pulled her closer to him.

"Yeah, hubby," Nesta said with a viper smile and placed her hands on Cass's shoulders. – What is it?”

Cassian gave a wide, mischievous smile, the big hands gliding through Nesta's curves.

“Since you were enjoying it, why don't you continue while we watch?” the general said, and Gwyn's eyes widened and she went red as a pepper.

"No," Azriel replied. “Enough of this conversation. Come on Gwyn.”

He was taking her towards the door when Gwyn broke free of him walking backwards and almost falling, her luck was to fall sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Fine with me," the redhead said and Nesta looked at her in surprise. “What about you, Nesta?”

Azriel growled and frowned, his shadows hiding as he glared at Gwyn.

"Ah..." She looked at Cassian seeing the general's eyes filled with seductive blazing fire and he smiled. “Well, it's fine by me.”

Gwyn's friend went to the bed and climbed on it, kneeling there and the redhead soon followed her, standing in front of her in the same position while Cassian took a chair and sat down.

That night had just gotten even more interesting.

***

Azriel's blood boiled, roared like an erupting volcano, he never thought he'd be jealous of Nesta with Gwyn, but arriving and catching the two of them kissing like that made him completely lose his way in the midst of jealousy, but he had to admitting that seeing his beautiful mate kissing another female had been quite... Good, so much so that he wanted to drag Gwyn to their bedroom and knew he couldn't wait to get there until he got to him to take her violently.

But now he was about to punch Cassian out of his mind for having given the idea to those two now sitting on their knees on the bed opposite each other, their night dresses pulled up and bunched up to their toned thighs.

“Are you going to stand there?” said Cassian with masculine arrogance. “The show is about to start.”

Azriel grunted and huffed and Gwyn looked at him, she was waiting for him to sit down it was clear. Defeated and completely enraged, the shadowsinger grabbed a chair and sat down three feet away from his brother.

"A question," Nesta said. “Are we just kissing on the mouth or... In other places?”

"It's up to you to decide," Cassian said crossing his arms. "Let's just watch." He looked at Azriel who didn't take his eyes off the females.

His leg began to beat non-stop with nervousness, his hands on his knees closed. By the gods, that was no good.

The two females then looked at each other and shrugged, Nesta brought her delicate hands to Gwyn's face and Azriel's mate put hers to the Valkyrie's hip and then...

No, no, no!

Azriel thought as he saw Gwyn kissing Nesta, mouths opening and tongues making contact immediately. Cassian started to laugh.

"Holy shit, this is going to be really good." Azriel's brother put his hands behind his head as he gritted his teeth hard watching the females kiss hungrily.

Gwyn took her hands to Nesta's hairstyle, releasing the valkyrie's hair, it was one of the few seconds when they parted smiling broadly at each other and then kissing again. Then they stood up, their bodies joining them and still getting to their knees, their breasts pressing against each other, the straps of their dresses falling, hands sliding over each other's body, groping their breasts, squeezing their ass and thighs, pulling up the skirts of the dresses.

Cassian shifted in his chair and Azriel glanced at him from the corner of his eye, still sulking, but he could see and smell his brother's arousal.

Would he be mad that his brother is turned on because of his mate was kissing and sliding her hands down Azriel's mate's body? No, he wouldn't, because Azriel himself felt he was going to explode with lust watching those two.

Nesta then lowered her kisses down Gwyn's neck who lifted her face giving her friend more access to that point. Azriel's mate half opened her eyes meeting his gaze and she smiled when Nesta reached her breasts and nibbled Gwyn's nipple through the fabric, their scent invaded Azriel's nostrils and Cassian's growl had reached him too and he knew that the brother was controlling himself as he was listening to the groans of their mates.

The two females got up standing on the bed, Nesta turned her back to Gwyn who opened her gray dress causing it to fall on the feet of the valkyrie who kicked him to the floor and now Nesta was only in a tiny black lace panties and now helped Gwyn taking off the black dress that had also been discarded to the floor and the ginger was now wearing navy blue lace panties.

"Fuck..." said Cassian, who leaned a little to Azriel's side. “You are very well served, my brother.”

Azriel didn't want to smile, but a small smile curved the corner of his lips as Nesta lay back and Gwyn straddled her returning the kiss as Nes ran her’s hands down the redhead's back and over her ass, then up her stomach and breasts while Gwyn he also caressed her breasts.

"You too, brother..." Azriel said, relaxing more in his chair.

Gwyn went down to Nesta's full breasts and licked the hard nipple of her friend who trembled and ran her nails down the back of the redhead who was now sucking her breasts and massaging them.

“Do they know how to suck pussy?” asked Cassian and Azriel shrugged, crossing his arms and smiling proudly at his mate who looked at him with each lick and kiss, just as Nesta moaned looking at Cassian.

The priestess took her hands to Nesta's panties and got on her knees helping her friend to remove the garment and when fully naked, the Archeron grabbed the panties wet by her own moisture and threw it at Cassian who caught it in the air. Az could see his brother shivering grabbing those panties while his mate giggled, but Nesta's giggle turned to a groan as Gwyn licked her soaked sex and then began sucking on them.

She brought her hands to Gwyn's red hair, pulling it as she arched her body forward and looked at Cassian who was shaking so much that the chair he was sitting on creaked and Azriel... He studied his mate sucking Nesta, saw how she held the female thighs, the way she pinned her to the mattress… He laughed. But what a good student Gwyn was.

"Right," said Azriel, standing up and Gwyn stopped to look at him.

Nesta and Cassian also stared at him as he took off his black shirt freeing his torso leaving him naked.

“Will you let me enjoy it alone, Cass?” Said the spymaster now removing his boots and socks and then his pants releasing his throbbing erection and Nesta's discredited gasp was simply epic.

Cassian jumped out of his chair and undressed at record speed and Gwyn looked at him too, raised her eyebrows and then looked at Nesta.

"Fuck," said Nesta, sitting down while Gwyn wiped her sticky mouth without taking her eyes off Azriel, who was heading towards his mate.

“Don't worry” Cassian said getting on his knees behind his mate and making her lie down again. “You know it fits.”

Gwyn extending her arms to Azriel who patted them down and grabbed one of them forcing her to stay in doggystyle and Gwyn groaned with her face again between Nesta's legs.

"Only one thing," said Azriel, standing behind Gwyn, who was shivering and looking over her shoulder at him. “We will command...”

"A question," Nesta said. “Will we be able to switch mates?”

The two amles looked at each other and Azriel pulled Gwyn to him holding her against his body, causing her to look at Cassian.

“Okay for you?” Asked and his mate swallowed hard.

“Are you okay with this, Nes?” she asked and Nesta laughed.

“Are you joking?” she looked up looking at Gwyn who smiled and turned to face Azriel.

“You won't be jealous, will you?” she asked and Azriel growled.

“Love” he said smiling innocently. “I'm already jealous.”

Gwyn opened her mouth and he pushed her back between Nesta's legs keeping her in frame, made her turn her ass towards him and Azriel ripped the panties the female was wearing making her moan.

"Suck it again, now," Azriel ordered and Gwyn shakily obeyed, drawing a moan from Nesta that was soon muffled by Cassian's cock in her mouth.

Azriel and his brother gave a proud male smile and the spymaster bent down behind his mate, separate her buttocks and then licked her wet length causing Gwyn to stop sucking Nesta and moaning.

"I didn't tell you to stop," Azriel growled, making his mate return oral sex on her friend while he himself introduced his tongue into Gwyn, drawing her almost to a scream.

As Azriel devoured his mate, Cassian filled the mouth with his as he massaged her heavy, full breasts, the commander thrust his hips, thrusting his cock deep into Nesta's throat, sometimes he withdrew to let her take a breath amid the moans and then went back to her suck it.

Gwyn's body was shaking as Azriel sucked on her clit, played with his tongue as she did the same with Nesta and soon she noticed that they were both nearing orgasm together and Cassian started to moan louder, his wings trembling and then Gwyn pulled away from Nesta to moan loudly as she came with Azriel sucking her and Nesta came too with Cassian in her mouth as he poured himself down the back of her throat.

"For the Mother…" swore a shaky Gwyn as Azriel walked away from her and leaned over her resting his chin on her beloved's shoulder as they watched Nesta take Cassian's seed until the general take his cock out his his mate’s mouth.

The four were already panting, but by the look the two Illyrians gave them they knew they were far from finished.

“Nesta” Cassian called pulling his mate up and turning her towards him and getting between her legs while Azriel turned Gwyn towards him.

The two males arranged the females so that now Nesta's head was between Gwyn's legs and the redhead was facing her mate who gave her a thirsty, possessive kiss, bringing his scarred hands up to her ass and squeezing there tightly as Gwyn shivered and moaned in his arms.

Cassian pumped his hand over his already hardened cock and positioned it at the entrance of Nesta who was looking at him and Gwyn's sex.

"Suck her, love," Cassian said, leaning over as he penetrated Nesta, drawing a pleasurable moan from her.

Gwyn stopped kissing Azriel and looked over her shoulder at the couple of friends and then looked at Az who just with a look down ordered her to suck him at that moment and she obeyed, without taking her eyes off his lowered her body. She held Azriel's cock and licked his head slowly and clasped her hand around it as Nesta and Cassian together began to suck her core.

“Holy shit...” cursed Gwyn and Azriel smiled satisfied as she started to suck him hard while being sucked by two people at the same time, but soon Cassian stopped getting erect on his knees holding Nesta's hips as he now thrust his hips slowly against hers.

Azriel rolled his eyes and took one of his hands to his lover's hair, holding it tightly, he didn't fit all in Gwyn's mouth, so much so that she had to work with her hand and mouth together, but it was very good, he could reach the back of her throat with no problems.

“Cassian!” groaned Nesta when Azriel's brother was rougher and Gwyn groaned when Nesta stopped pleasuring her.

"Enough," said Azriel, taking his cock out of Gwyn's mouth, and she looked at him, totally drunk with pleasure. "Cass," he called and his brother looked at him and nodded, pulling away from Nesta.

Azriel got down on the bed and turned Gwyn onto her back so that her feet on the floor and her torso on the mattress and Cassian did the same to Nesta.

The four were now face to face and the two males penetrated their mates at once making them scream in pleasure. Nesta swore at her mate who leaned over and gave her a lingering kiss as he thrust into her hard.

But Azriel, he didn't move while he was inside Gwyn, not now. He took her hands tying them behind her back, holding them with one hand of his and leaned over Gwyn holding her hair and pulling her back making her look up and watch Nesta get fucked by Cassian.

“Do you like to watch?” He asked in the ear of Gwyn that rolled his eyes and licked his reddened and swollen lips. “Do you?”

Nesta screamed with pleasure again grabbing the sheets and looked at Gwyn that Azriel licked her neck and then his free hand went between his mate's legs and with two fingers he began to massage her clit, and Gwyn moaned and if it wasn't for the bed holding her she would have fallen to her knees.

"I…" she gave a thin groan. “I like...”

Azriel grinned and looked at Cassian who smiled too. The spymaster moved away from his mate, standing erect behind her and began to forcefully make her scream with pleasure, just like Nesta, she couldn't say who was moaning louder, it was a good competition, but both had tears escaping from their eyes, they were sweating and their bodies were scarred by bites and hickeys from mates who moaned and growled with pleasure in their ears.

He heard one calling to the other, Nesta understanding the hand for Gwyn to take it, but the redhead's arms were tied.

“Fuck” Cassian roared as he came again and Nesta screamed with pleasure having an orgasm with her mate while Azriel was still far from reaching the peak, unlike his mate whose inner walls squeezed him.

Her moans and breathing went totally ragged and her body shook uncontrollably as she climaxed, squeezing Azriel's cock so hard it made him come with her making him fall onto her back. He pressed his forehead to the side of her head and she turned her face slightly towards him with her eyes closed.

Cassian was leaning over Nesta, the weight of his huge body supported on the hands that led the trembling and sweaty body of his mate.

Azriel placed kisses on Gwyn's hot, sweaty face, released her hands, which then slipped through the sheet and one of them went to the back of his neck, stroking there.

"I can't feel my legs," she said softly to him and Azriel laughed as did Cassian and Nesta.

"There are two of us," Nesta replied.

"Too bad," Azriel said mockingly, pulling away from Gwyn, causing some of his seed to flow out.

Cassian did the same with Nesta and soon the two of them laid their mates on the bed, making them stand with their heads next to each other and the two males didn't take long to snatch the sexes of their mates who groaned in response. As they were still ecstatic from the orgasm they would go slowly and when they both looked at their mates faces they were kissing again slowly, tongues dancing sensually and that sight was enough to make them hard again.

Azriel and Cassian climbed up to their faces and didn't make them stop, they just joined them in a group kiss, at one point Azriel was kissing Nesta, at another moment Cassian was kissing Gwyn and soon the four of them were kissing, barely they could tell which tongue was whose tongue, which mouth bit or sucked.

Soon they were back in their mateships, this time more calmly, but soon the movements became wild, sweat trickling down Azriel's back causing the scratches that Gwyn had given there to sting, the sound of his and Cassian's skin slapping against each other females were so loud that it mingled with the moans of the group, until then like a shock wave the pleasure washed over all four of them, drawing moans and screams of pleasure, causing Azriel to see stars in Gwyn's eyes.

When they were done, the two males lay down beside their exhausted mates, as did they. Though shaky and barely in control of her body, Gwyn went to Azriel's chest and lay there, which made him smile chastely and put his arms around her waist and looked at Cassian who was lying on his side with Nesta held in his arms. The female and he looked at Gwyn and Azriel.

"I admit it," Cassian said. “It was the best idea of the night.”

Nesta clicked her tongue and slapped him on the arm and Azriel laughed, Gwyn followed with a weak laugh and turned her face to his chest nuzzling there and giving him a kiss.

“Are you okay?” he asked and Gwyn lifted her face to look at him.

“Ask me tomorrow” she said smiling broadly and he laughed giving her a long kiss.

Az looked back at Cass and Nesta again seeing that they were now asleep.

“Let's go to our room.”

Said the spymaster taking his mate off him. He got up and put on his pants, grabbed her dress and sandals and his other garments, then walked over to Gwyn who only reached out to be caught by the mate who took her and then they walked out of the main room of the House of Wind, and what had happened inside there could never come out.

Never.

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wickedholl0w · 2 years

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The first kiss.

A/N: I wrote this chapter for a fanfic of mine that is being published and I thought it was so beautiful that I wanted to post it here too. I had to translate to English, so if there are any mistakes I apologize in advance.

Summary: Azriel takes Gwyn for training on an obstacle course in a forest on the outskirts of Ramiel, but there was more to it than the Valkyrie's training, a lake of warm, crystal-clear water that the spymaster asked Feyre to paint. a painting for Gwyn and gave her as a gift. What they both didn't expect was that that night they would have their first kiss.

Total words: 2163

Warnings: medium NSFW.

The sun was already setting and Gwyn could hear the roars of Illyria's beasts waking up, but she trusted Azriel to keep them away, and besides, she was so angry that she hadn't been able to make that path to hell in an hour that it would kill anyone just to take out the anger, even if she was staggering and tired.

The valkyrie braced her hand against a tree and looked ahead, her breath failing but turning fierce when she saw Azriel standing there, wings folded tightly behind him, hands behind, feet spread, shadows dancing around him and a damn smug smile on his face.

“I'll kill you,” she said his smile widened. “I definitely will.”

"Try your luck, Valkyrie," he said in a defiant tone and Gwyn drew strength from her that she didn't know she had.

She unsheathed a dagger and went for Azriel who quickly shifted into battle stance with a dagger in hand and they began a skirmish. Every hit she gave him was parried, as were the ones he gave her. Azriel didn't take it easy on her, had always been during his lessons.

Gwyn grunted and tried to hit him with a punch which amazingly succeeded, he even turned his face away, but her hand hurt badly. Azriel grinned more savagely than anything and quickly fought back and when Gwyn least noticed her back was to the ground, he mounted her with his knee against her chest and the blade of the dagger against her neck.

The valkyrie could hardly breathe and swallowed hard, looking at him with wide eyes as he looked at her in an even calm way and with a smile on his well-designed lips.

"Very well, you hit me, congratulations," he said and Gwyn narrowed her eyes making him laugh. His shadows coming to her and brushing against the cuts on her face. “ You are badly bruised.”

"Your fault," she said through gritted teeth.

“My? Who couldn't make such an easy ride without getting hurt was you” he said mockingly and Gwyn struggled trying to get him off her. “Whoa, whoa, calm down.”

“I'm furious with you.”

“With me? Or with you for not "beating" me?”

"Both," she said, slapping his thigh to get him off her and Azriel did so by getting up. He put the dagger away and held out his hand to Gwyn who snorted having to swallow her pride and took his wrist and he lifted it with a jerk bringing her to her feet.

"Let's talk later how it went," he said. “But now you need to clean up and rest.”

Gwyn put the dagger away and frowned like a child nodded.

"Then let's go home soon," she said.

“I don't think we need to,” he said turning his back and starting to walk.

Confused, she followed him through the trees and little by little a bluish light was emerging and when Azriel stopped and she stood beside him, she almost couldn't breathe at what she saw.

It was the blue lake in the painting that Feyre had given her as a welcome gift.

Much larger than she thought it would be, the water was crystal clear and a thin layer of steam hovered over it, white water lilies floating on the surface, small fireflies dancing through the warm white smoke, among the flowers and flying through the trees from the forest and when Gwyn looked up she saw Ramiel right there, the three stars crowning her.

"I thought you'd like to see it in person," Azriel said and she looked at he making him look at her.

Gwyn smiled and looked at the water, her body shivering under the battle leather and listening to a silent song as if the water called to her.

“I'll give you privacy” he said walking away and turning his back, but he stayed in a visible place.

The beautiful priestess then began to undress from her sweaty, blood-stained training clothes until she was wearing a white bra made of cotton and panties of the same fabric and color, not too small in the back. Gwyn released her sweaty hair and was soon ready to step into the water.

Slowly she put one foot inside the bank feeling the warm temperature and all the hairs on her body stood up and she took a deep breath feeling the pure smell of the water and as if she didn't command her movements she went in, very slowly, in total silence listening just the night bugs and the owls and the sound of the water lapping against your skin.

Gwyn then jumped into the water and her whole being seemed fulfilled, the deeper she went, more part of the water she felt, she could even dance in there and she was so deep that she could touch the sand at the bottom where hot water was welling up. She lay there submerged for long minutes, her red hair dancing along the water as she moved and her skin began to glow. She looked at the surface, seeing from afar the glow of the fireflies and the full blue moon that rose illuminating that clearing and then the priestess decided to emerge swimming with fluid until finally she was back on oxygen.

The ginger looked to the ledge she had come from and saw Azriel sitting there on a rock in silence and watching with his shadows dancing around him and Gwyn grinned at him which he returned with a small smile without showing his teeth. She then swam in strokes until she was close to him, in a place where she could stand up, but still covered her up to her shoulders.

“You not want to come in?” she asked and he raised his eyebrows. “The water is fine.”

"I imagine it is," he replied. “But I'll stop here.”

“Oh! Don't be boring, come on, come in” she gave a mocking smile. “Or are you afraid of the water, shadowsinger?”

Az narrowed his eyes and gave a smile that accepted the challenge. It was so easy to convince him.

The warrior rose and stood beside the rock. First he disarmed himself by placing all his blades on the stone and then off he took off his boots and socks, then the upper part of his leather suit and he was left with only his black pants. Gwyn wasn't going to ask if he was going to pull it out and she was sure he wouldn't when he started to enter the lake.

Shadows following him, huge wings trailing as he went deeper into the water and scarred hands skimming the surface until he was now close to Gwyn but keeping his distance.

“Then? It bited you?” she asked teasing him.

“Not yet,” he replied smiling small and she laughed. “Did you have fun down there?”

"It's wonderful," she said, wetting the red hair that floated around her again. “After the hellish day I spent, it was a treat.”

He gave a thick, rhythmic laugh.

“Don't be dramatic, it wasn't too bad” he said and she narrowed her eyes staring at him and then splashed water on him which opened his mouth in disbelief at her audacity.

“Was that an invitation to war, Berdara?”

“You bet it is” she replied confirming and he shook his head and then returned Gwyn's insult by throwing water at her who laughed.

Soon the two of them were throwing water at each other in a war, like two children, and she was laughing along with him, swearing at him, but they went on with it and she knew they would go on until one of them gave up, and Azriel knew that too well.

"You know, I have an advantage," he said.

“Oh yes? Which one?”

Before she had been silent, with his right wing Azriel practically threw a wave at her and Gwyn swore at him, which made him laugh.

“You bastard!” She said laughing and advancing on him. Surely she would try to drown him playfully, but the arrow came out backwards. Azriel grabbed her arms and lowered her into the water quickly sinking her and then lifting her up.

Gwyn had her eyes closed, breathing heavily, but she laughed as he did and then opened her eyes to meet his, both of them still laughing. She studied his wet face, his hair partially tossed back with a stubborn strand falling across his forehead, and looked at his smiling mouth. In that moment there was nothing but Azriel, except his mouth that seemed to be calling hers.

The action was faster than she thought when she brought her hands to his face and kissed him causing his laughter to stop. It wasn't a deep kiss, just a lingering lip seal that made her shiver like a green stick, her heart pounding madly in her chest, her belly cold and a feeling of fullness in her chest.

Gwyn pulled away from him, still holding that beautiful face in her trembling hands, their noses still touching, their eyes staring and her breathing was so labored that she wondered if she even knew how to breathe.

"I'm sorry," she said softly against his mouth and Azriel closed his eyes, taking a deep, shaky breath, his hands gripping her arms, squeezing there. “I shouldn't...”

" You should have," he said in a low voice, his breath blowing against her mouth. “By the gods, you should.”

Gwyn opened her mouth to say anything, but Azriel sealed her lips again and she didn't back down, on the contrary, she kept holding his face in her hands as his hands released her arms and one went to the back of her neck, taking it there and the other to your back.

She felt his tongue brushing against the line of her mouth asking for passage and still fearful she did and his tongue entered soon touching hers and sliding slowly over her. Hot, big, wet. A bolt of lightning seemed to pass through Gwyn's body and she put her hands in the spymaster's black hair, holding him there as their tongues danced slowly and willingly, making indecent little noises to be heard by both of them as their lips slid across the other's and the priestess moaned pulling her body closer to Azriel's and moaning again as her breasts pressed against his chest.

She wanted more, more of him, and she could tell by the growl that came from deep in his chest that he wanted more, too. Azriel's hands slid down Gwyn's back and down to her ass, going lower and he pulled her into his lap, this made their mouths separate for a few seconds, but then they met again with extreme urgency resuming that kiss and the valkyrie entwined Azriel's waist with her long, beautiful legs as his hands slid along them and up, going to her ass, her back, exploring every inch of Gwyn's skin.

Az stopped kissing her, however, the kisses went to her face and down her neck where he took a light bite and licked her making her moan and tighten her legs around him and sink her nails into his muscular shoulders. He pulled her closer so that her hips brushed against his and she could feel the hard bulge in his pants and that friction caused a shiver and pleasure in the top of her thighs.

She lifted her face, giving Azriel more freedom to kiss, lick, and suck on her neck as he pressed her against him, making her center throb even painfully. She wanted him, wanted him badly, but... When his kisses descended to her breast and that friction grew stronger between their hips, a painful memory came to her mind and she stopped him by pushing him lightly and Azriel looked her back.

"I don't think I'd go any further," she said, panting against his face and Az gritted his teeth hard, his body quivering as did his huge wings, but he nodded.

"Fine," he replied quietly.

She brought her hands to his face and stroked his cheeks with her thumbs.

"Kiss me more," she asked. “Please.”

"No need to beg," he replied, giving her a quick peck and biting her lower lip lightly, pulling it between his teeth and Gwyn shivered with a soft moan. “I'm going to kiss you until you beg me otherwise, until you can't take it anymore.”

He smiled wide and so did she and then he kissed her again, their tongues meeting instantly returning to the slow, sensual dance Azriel commanded.

That was Gwyn's first kiss, in fact, the first moment she felt safe enough to be in a male's arms, and she was happy, so happy that her skin again began to glow as they kissed, and kissed, until their mouths were swollen and red, and even then, she didn't want to stop, she wanted to keep kissing him until the world ended.

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