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ship: Ruhn Danaan x Reader type: smut word count: 1,6k words warnings: vulgar wording, p in v, unprotected summary: Ruhn is needy after some time apart, the original idea comes from @callmeblaire; for @crescentcityweek 🖤

"Come here, baby."

You turn your head to look over your shoulder, eye brow raised at your boyfriend. "You can see that I am doing the dishes right now, right?"

Ruhn, your pretty starborn prince, leans against the kitchen table, feet crossed at his ankles, arms crossed over his broad chest. His head is cocked, silently checking you out, gaze lingering on your rear for a moment longer before he lets his eyes meet yours. There is a fire in them burning, bright flames of lust and desire ignited by the sight he is provided with. Your outfit leaves absolutely nothing to imagination.

"Then stop doing the dishes," Ruhn pulls his lower lip, with the damnable ring, between his teeth, holding your gaze. After a moment he lets go off his lip, mischief sparkling in his eyes. He lifts his brows, assessing you, scenting your growing arousal.

"Someone has to do them. You are not doing anything right now.," you answer, but your knees turn wobbly at the intensity of lust reaching your through the bond.

"We can do them together tomorrow," Ruhn suggests and pushes off the table. He stalks towards your and you turn your head back to face the kitchen sink.

His arms, hands teasingly sliding over your belly, sneak around you until his chest is pressed against your back, his chin resting on your shoulder.

Ruhn releases a long breath, the warm air fanning the side of your neck. "I need you." Turning his head a little, he kisses your bare neck. "We have been apart for so long, I need you now." He places a kiss to your shoulder.

You lean back against him, tilting your head to the side so he has better access to your neck, his lips slowly dragging over the exposed skin.

"Ruhn," you mumble, desire already coursing through your veins. You can feel how he hardens against you, his proud erection pressing against your butt.

"You want it just as much as I do." He grins and his chest vibrates with a soft chuckle, sending shivers throughout your whole body. "And I know you need me just as much as I do. After three days apart you are just as needy as I am."

He is not wrong. Not at all. You really are — maybe it is the bond, maybe not. But there is no denying you crave your mate, and nothing else can ease the need to have him. To have him claim you all over again.

"But we are in the kitchen." You giggle a little, his hand slowly descending on you.

"And?" Ruhn mumbles, damp lips dragging over the side of your neck and he kisses the spot beneath your ear. "We have the whole house to ourselves. Everyone is out."

Moving a little higher up, he kisses your ear, nibbling softly and it has you arching against him.

"Mmmh, Ruhn." A sigh leaves you, and your eyes flutter shut.

His hand moves lower, and lower, so low he can let it slide between your thighs, moving them apart a little. He cups you through the fabric of your dress and your panties, rubbing his fore and middle finger over your aching core. You feel how damp heat pools right there, your back arching to fit better against him. "Ruhn," you whisper and have to smile. "Is this really a good idea?"

"No, it isn't," he answer and presses his fingers down, stealing a moan from you. "But bad ideas lead to the most fun."

He removes his fingers, hands grabbing your hips tightly with the next movement. He makes you bend over the kitchen counter, shoving your dress up, so your butt is almost fully exposed.

"For whom did you put that flimsy piece of underwear?" Without having to turn around you know he is smirking and you wiggle your butt, making him nearly drool all over you.

"For the male who has been staring at my ass for the past twenty minutes." Pushing backwards you manage to rub your rear exactly against his hips and it makes him groan - the sound so guttural, deep and primal.

Ruhn clicks his tongue, and gives your backside a gentle smack. "Fuck, I love this type of underwear so much." His palm smoothes over the part of your backside he just smacked. "Especially, I love it when you wear those slutty little pieces. Wear them for me."

You want to huff and protest that your underwear is not slutty, but he gives you no chance, curling his finger around the elastic of your panty, pulling it over your butt, down your thighs, letting it drop until it pools around your feet on the ground. "But I prefer it when you wear nothing."

He hums, and you can feel his breath on your thighs. He lets his lips brush from your knee up to your butt, kissing your butt cheek softly, his broad hands still on your hips. "I hope you will never forget that I am kissing your ass."

You have to laugh, but desire is so strong at this point it makes your head feel dizzy. His lips, and the damnable lip ring, can already turn you molten — how dare he?

You feel how he straightens up behind you, when his hands leave you, you know he is unbuttoning his pants. "I know, or I planned to worship you for longer, to go slow since we have been apart for a little, but I need you now. I need to be inside you. I will make up for it later."

"I need you to be inside me too. No teasing. I want you."

An approving hum leaves the starborn prince, and he knows you are sincere, your passion just as acute as your own when it reaches him through the bond.

Ruhn's hand once slides between your thighs, fingers dragging through your wet folds from behind. "So wet," he purrs, dipping one finger in, retreating and then sliding in a second one. He moves slowly, preparing you for what is about to come. You need some preparing, the stretch of his cock would be too much otherwise. But he won't use as much time on foreplay as usually, his need to be inside of you is too strong.

"You feel so good," Ruhn drawls, "so tight and so ready for me."

You grin against the back of your hand, wiggling your butt again.

One of his hand holds onto your hip, his thumb stroking your skin softly. You revel in the feel of him, the knowledge of him finally being back, his gentle touches and the anticipation about what is about to come. Slowly, he removes the fingers of his other hand from your core, almost reluctantly like he does not really want to.

Only a second later, Ruhn's trousers drop to the floor, the his belt buckle hitting the ground with a thump. He steps in closer, his hand stroking his already hardening length. He places the tip of his cock against your entrance, and then, without warning slides in. You both gasp at the first contact, your hips pushing back against his. Ruhn groans, and slides in to the hilt.

He stays like this, not moving, for a moment, enjoying the feel of you so tight around him, your walls clenching him. "It should be forbidden to want someone so much," he expresses, his voice breathy and hoarse. "I need you more than the air to breathe, you are all and everything I need to survive."

He retreats until only the tip of his cock is inside you and then pushes back in. You want him fully unleashed and you shall have him fully unleashed.

Slowly his pace turns faster, his thrusts harder, rougher. He is grinding into you, pushing you against the counter. Damp skin slaps against damp skin, ragged breaths, moans and groans leaving both of you. He is pounding you into the counter, fucking you, and you enjoy every little moment of it. The movement of your hips perfectly matches his thrusts, you fall into a rhythm of push and pull, bodies perfectly aligned. "Your cunt is made for me," Ruhn groans. "So perfectly hugging my cock. You are made for me, baby."

"You are made for me," you answer, voice barely above a breathy whisper.

Your bodies become one, your soul slowly leaving your body when flecks of white and black spark in front of your vision. He thrust into you until release gathers in his spine, and he can feel that you are close as well, you walls clenching his cock tightly. "Come for me, baby," he growls, slaps your ass and it is the last push you need before you topple over the edge and come with a scream. "Milk me dry, baby."

Ruhn follows a moment later, he has your consent to come in you, so he does not hold back. His hot seed spurts of your walls, filling you up so nicely. He pulls out a little, watches how your combined juices slick down the inside of your thighs and a proud growl rumbles through him. "Such a good little slut," he whispers, and leans down to kiss the side of your head. "And don't you even dare think we are done for the night, this was only the start."

~~~~~~~~ tags: @azrielsbabyg @brekkershadowsinger @moonlightazriel @callmeblaire

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