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the-silver-peahen-residence · 10 months

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||The scars of memory; the jackal's beloved treasure||

Hi dears, Peahen mom is back but it's time for another drabble. I know still writing more but at least I'm getting back into it. So I hope you like this one. Lets get right into it.

||Drabble Summary||

Jaron and Melinda have been together for a while now and both are happy. Even from the bad times that's happened among their fractions. He only wished to show that she was the only one he loved.

However, over time, they have been spending more time together resulting that the others tell them to just be together with no worries about anything. So, what would happen if Jaron was able to express that even if Melinda felt worried due to her scars and bad memories? How can will he prove it? If you wish to know, read to find out.

||Warning||

~Gentle moments will be seen in this drabble

~Scars are seen and known of in this drabble

~First time NSFW is present in this

~This is pretty long so just a heads up

||Guests in drabble||

Jaron Jackal and a few from the DBT mentioned in this drabble belongs to my friend @demon-blood-youths

Melinda brooks belong to me.

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. Enjoy))

A light rainstorm has rolled into the area of New York city while many were inside their homes watching the rain or just hanging out. Right now, DBT member Jaron Jackal was looking out from in a room as he was holding his girlfriend against him. Melinda brooks was from the cursed vixens fraction but the two of them were just hanging out together or to say having a short break from the recent events.

Ever since that happened, Jaron has been worried about her. Due to the events she was in. From the incidents that happened to her getting hurt. Thankfully, Ophelia was able to help her with the healing process even if she didn't bare much stitches she just only bare scars on her skin.

Melinda didn't mind it anymore but she only looks quiet while not liking how much she had to go through. From Megan, Sukuna, etc. It was like everything was against her. She shifts a bit that Jaron felt but keeps holding her while petting her head. However, he still had to be careful since she was still recovering.

So, seeing this, their fractions have given them both a order that they are to follow.

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"You want us to do what?" Jaron asked while holding a paper towel to look at Ink who was looking at him and speaking. The others in the DBT agreed with her.

"Yeah. I think you and Melinda deserve a break like everyone else. I know you been trying to keep up with watching her and helping her after that night. Though, maybe you need time away from all this...you know, like a small mini vacation. We had to put Rust in one and he's fine." she explains this to him but Jaron looks at the sink while he was just done washing up dishes.

"......Ink, I get what your saying but I-"

"Nope, that's an order Jaron. Besides, I already talked to Jinx about this and she wants Melinda to do the same. You and her been through enough and seen enough. We all can agree that you need to take time away from here for a while." she said with arms crossed but Jaron said nothing.

"Second, everyone else is doing the same thing. They are taking time off to do their own thing too. We were about to head out to do that. So, after your done, just go and be with Melinda. We will be fine for a while." Ink said. "Davion even offered to let you stay in one of his apartments together for a while till then. So please? At least take the offer and this break. We'll be fine! You don't have to come back until you both well rested." she smiled but Jaron looks to his team before he sighed.

"Alright alright, I'll take the offer. You guys didn't have to do this. I know everyone is taking the time to recover after what happened but still.."

"We will be alright, Jaron. Honest. Even our home chef deserves a well deserved break." Ophelia smiled to him but it seems they made their point.

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So here he was on a small break with his girlfriend. They been here for a few days now and honestly, it was nice. Melinda was resting against him as they look out from the window but hearing the rain coming down was night. It was already the mid afternoon when the rain came but he looks down to her as she was looking at the rain still laying against him.

"...You still doing alright Melinda?" she heard his voice to blink, shifting a bit to give a light nod.

"I'm alright....I hope you don't mind me laying against you like this." she mutters but Jaron didn't mind it. He only held her closer that she was relaxing again.

"I don't mind. I'm just happy to know your alright....." he said seeing her lightly nod so the two went on watching the rain for a while longer. That did turn into a few moments before Melinda sits up but she looks to see the time. It was around 1:32pm in the afternoon. Jaron noticed then looks to her.

"..Is it time again?" he asked.

"....Yeah....you don't mind..d.do you?" she asked seeing him look silent but only shook his head.

"I don't mind. I rather help you out so it's fine. I'll get the cream for your back.." he said letting her go so she can get it. Melinda saw him leave before she sits up feeling her black hair cover her back. Due to the healing and the stitches being removed, she was able to wear a shirt to cover her back but she looks ahead while looking quiet. In a moment, Jaron came back with the jar and looks to her.

"I got it. Ready?" he asked seeing her nod but she turns to face away from him before he saw her carefully lifting up the back of her shirt to show her healing back. She did move her long black hair to the side for him. Like she stated, the stitches were gone but scars were present on her back. Seeing them made Jaron quiet but he didn't try to think too much of it. Remember what she went through that night and the old years before meeting her. She only looks ahead but she did cover her chest with the shirt. He opens the jar and went to work on carefully applying the cream ointment on her back.

She tenses with her biting her bottom lip due to the cold cream but it would help with the scaring. "Sorry sorry, I'll try to apply this as quick as possible.."

"N..No, no it's fine..just f..feels tingly is all. It don't hurt..just cold.." she sighed but Jaron keeps applying the ointment carefully but he didn't like seeing her so down because of it.

"Well, the good news is that your back is healing pretty well. Even though you still got some scaring and all Melinda." he said but she didn't mind it.

"....It's fine. Besides, the scaring tells me of what I been through...or at least reminds me that I can't always be nice to everyone because they might end up stabbing me in the back like she did." Jaron stops his fingers but heard what she said to look quiet.

"Melinda, you know what I told you right? Everyone has that chance to be helped. Megan ruined her chance and she ended up falling down to her own death."

"..I know but still..I felt so stupid...because I just wanted to help her. She didn't even listen to me when I told her she could walk away from what she went through..but she ignored that too." she mutters but her silver eyes were half way open while hearing the rain outside as Jaron looks to her worried.

"......."

"I thought I could help her, Jaron and yet she didn't listen to me. I only kept pushing myself trying to help her and yet, look where it got me. A scarred up back she inflicted on me to show that I'm a fool for even trying to help her. I should have listened to you and Rust when she-"

"Melinda, enough." he said but held the cream as the two remain silent but her upper part of her face was hidden while he sighed to lower the ointment.

"What did I tell you? That's in the past; just keep moving forward. Megan did this to herself even if you tried to help her. She put herself in that situation. I mean she even freaking tortured you to where she could have killed you. I know you wanted to try to help her but not everyone is like her. You can still help people with the gentle heart you have. Your always so kind and sweet. I know that myself because I've seen it plenty of times. I..." He looks to her back but he then looks to close the jar and set it aside.

"I should have done better myself. I knew you always want to help everyone out. Even me. You've done so much for everyone Melinda and yet, every day you live through your life with your team..and for others." He looks to gently rest his hand on her right hand that was resting on the bed they were sitting on in the room while she was using her left to hold the shirt to her chest.

"Besides, you already proven that. Your strong and sweet but even at times you have to understand their are some people that is like Megan. But not everyone." He said that Melinda looks quiet then looks at their hands.

"..Y...Yeah, I know. I still should have listened to you and Rust though. I'll just try to move on from it.." she mutters.

"Don't try; do just that. Move on and just be happy.." He said to look at her. "Be happy and just be yourself....." he said. "No matter what happens, nothing is going to change how I feel about you, Mel." he mutters that she looks ahead again as they were silent for a moment.

"..I..I know. Same for me too." she mutters as he looks to her and lifts her hand up to gently kiss the top of it then kisses her on the lips softly that made her blush. He hopes she knew that even if she was thinking. She feels him break the kiss then looks to him then away.

"Though....I know I look weird with the scars on me don't I? I feel like they are there to punish me in a way. Due to me being dumb.." she said but Jaron looks to her. "Or....I think so. My scars still show but that tells me or reminds me of my choices. Heh, I bet they are horrible looking aren't they?" she asked looking down.

"......Their not. They are healing Melinda which is good....most of them are not that bad." he said.

"You don't have to lie about it. They look weird..don't they?" she mutters.

"They don't....besides, no matter if you have scars or not, that won't stop me from loving you." he said but he rests a hand on her back as she tenses up feeling his touch.

"Besides, your scars show what you been through. The struggles you been through over time, Melinda. No matter what, I'll still love you with or without scars on you." he said but Melinda looks quiet to feel flushed a bit.

"I..I guess so but still....I feel like their.....weird." she mutters.

"Again, their scars but that won't change anything. Your still you Melinda." He said but she sighed to understand.

"O..Okay.." she mutters but as she was about to lower her shirt he stops her to make her blink. "???"

"Besides, I still love you. Or maybe I have to prove that." he said but she looked confused.

"I...you don't have to prove that. I believe you Jaron. I guess it's just me. Besides, how are you even going to prove...!?" as she was speaking, she felt something warm touch her back. She didn't move but felt warm kisses against the back of her neck.

"J..Jaron? W..what are you..d..doing?" she mutters but he didn't answer gently holding her but he didn't stop kissing her neck gently while holding her from behind.

"I told you before...your scars prove you got through the hard times when getting them. Your strong Melinda..I always know that. Even if your gentle and kind, your still strong to keep moving on...each one shows that." he said gently to her.

"B...but.."

"Besides, If I have to prove to you no matter what happens I'll always love you, I will. Even if you have these scars, your still loved. I love you with the scars or not." he said but she was flushed to look ahead.

"B..but you said that already and I believe you. I.." that's when she felt him kiss her neck again. She keeps her eyes closed as he was trying to be gentle. He didn't want to irritate her back when his hands slowly move down feeling the scars, this made her twitch a bit.

He felt the scars against his fingers but he was moving them as she bit her bottom lip shaking under his touch. It felt weird like some tingling sensation but she grips her shirt to look up feeling the kisses move down to her back while he held her.

She shook where she sits, trying to keep her body still but the kisses and his touches made her shake. Melinda tries to speak but she felt him kissing her back to arch her back away but he keeps her where she was.

"Haa...T...touching..t..touching f...feels mmm we..weird...your fingers a..are making my s..skin tingle...." she whispered to him but Jaron keeps leaving kisses to her back but only held her close.

"Just relax Melinda......" He keeps Melinda as close to him as possible before gently moving one hand up to touch her cheek.. He turns her head to face him before kissing her right on the lips.

She squeaks from the kiss but relaxed right away while they shared a gentle moment but she was shaking in his arms while whimpering. For a moment, he was touching her or moving his hand up from her stomach to her chest knowing another scar was over her heart as he breaks the kiss hearing her panting with soft moans mixed in.

"Haaa...hhaaa....." she closed her eyes while feeling him touch her but Melinda shook even more when he was kissing her neck again with more moans slipping past her lips. In a moment, she feels him move the other hand up to gently hold her hands that shake from their grip on her shirt. Jaron blushed himself but he carefully lowers her hands but her black hair was still covering the front of her chest.

She was trying to calm herself down, feeling her heart beating loudly in her chest to slowly feel him kiss her neck again. He gets a whimper like purr from her too. He tries to be gentle before moving from her neck to speak.

"Do you trust me, Melinda?"

She heard him ask but she looks down with her silver eyes half way open. "W..wha?" she hisses feeling him gently rubbing her sides but she grips the sheets only for him to look at her. It still felt so weird but her body was starting to burn.

"Do you trust me?"

"Haaa.....I..I do t..trust y..you.....I always trust you...b..but w..why a..ask m..me t..that?" she asked only to feel him hold her in his arms.

"Because I'm going to prove that your precious to me and someone I care for......so I hope to prove that to you." he said as she was shaking to slowly lean against him even if her eyes were dazed a bit.

"....T..then please.....please show me..." she whispered but he looks at her. "P..Please..." she was going to speak but he kisses her again while they remain on the bed together.

He'll prove it no matter what it takes.

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the-silver-peahen-residence · 1 year

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||Dreams of a dragon's treasure||

*Eating but waves* Hi there dears, Peahen mom is here and I have a little treat for you. I hope you like this one but it involves a dragon and a knight. So lets see how this one goes hmm?

||Drabble summary||

After the long training sessions, it seems Davion was making some progress with his little captive knight but he still had some resistance but not as much. He was giving his little knight a break but it shows him resting up. However, he dreams of his special knight in a very lewd way. Wanna know what? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~Heavy strong NSFW is and will be present

~Marking/Biting will be present

~Overstiumlation is present

~breeding is present

~Some Dragon humanoid transformation will be present

((Guests in the drabble))

Rust Knight belongs to my friend @demon-blood-youths

Davion belongs to and is from the hit series: DOTA: Dragon's blood but he's also my muse due to me rping as him.

((Note: This drabble will have heavy grammar mistakes and errors but this was written for fun. I hope you understand but also enjoy please.))

Davion was taking a light week break while he was giving his knight a break after a long week of playing. So far, he's getting better but he's still showing some fight in him. He always loves when Rust plays hard to get. It just leaves him really wanting to break him even harder. But, he kept to his word to wait a week to leave him but he wonders if he was needy and aching for him when he was forced to rest?

Well, he never knows after letting him rest but it's possible to think of. For now, he was bored so he decided to take a light nap to rest up after his own week of training. It leads to showing Davion sleeping peacefully in his own room and bed, the covers over his body but even in his dreams, he was dreaming of a certain knight.

~~His dream~~

Rattle of chains was heard in this room, along with heated weak growls with a hand resting above dark ash blonde hair. Davion was growling and snarling in arousal, thrusting his hips forward as some of his own dragon seed dripping down to the floor. His eyes glowed in arousal while clawing the wall with his talon dragon nails. His body coated in sweat while looking to his treasure.

"Ahhhh!! Ahhhhh!! F...fuck y..yo..yooooooo oohhhh!!! S..shit! s...sssssssss!! ahhhhhh!!!!" Rust knight was chained up against the wall by his wrists bare except his shirt that was sticking to his skin, his eyes covered by some cloth feeling Davion slamming into his already wet cum covered heated hole.

He was forced up as his own legs was shaking feeling some of his wetness and Davion's cum dripping down the legs to the floor. His shaky hands gripping the chains while trying to stop his dirty voice but it didn't work. His skin was already coated in hickies and bite marks from the dragon and he still was marking him even more.

He wasn't expecting him to come bother him again but this damn dragon wouldn't leave him alone! Even worse, he was a lot more hungry for him to make Rust twitch tightening around him as he screams out twitching again. Davion forces his chest against the wall as Rust threw his head back screaming out drooling.

"N...NO! NO! NO NO!! Fucking SSSSSS a..ahhhhhhhh!! G..gonna c..cum again!! Your making me cum again!!" He tries to fight it but Davion growls lowly to snap his hips forward to cum inside as Rust came hard on the wall shaking. His hot cum was filling him up to make him quiver in a weak tone. It still was so hot.

"Haa..hhhaaaa...H..Hot..i..it's too hot.." he moans twitching.

Davion panted already seeing him cumming as he feels his hole chomping down on his swelling length but he suddenly uses his strength to slip out as Rust yelps falling to his weak knees. He panted twitching with his hole dribbling cum out onto the floor.

"Haaa....hhaaa......nugghh....." It was so much his belly felt like it was going to burst till he gasps. Davion picked up him to push him against the wall facing him. Rust struggles but stops when feeling that monster rubbing against his aching hole again.

"N..No..d..damn it n..not again. I had e..enough already! Just let me-" He felt Davion slam back into him throwing his head against the wall moaning out cumming again. "FUCK!!!!"

"......" He panted heavily seeing Rust twitching since his body was held up, he started pounding up into him as Rust moans out shaking as his lips were parted only to hiss and moan.

"Ahhhhhh ahhhhhhh f..fuck..o..ohhhh fuck fuck fuck f...fuck!!!!!!" It felt hotter now, almost like his whole body was burning thanks to this asshole but he was trying to fight him. No matter how much his body ached for him.

"What a needy little slutty knight you are..grrrrrr moaning like that as I take what is mine.." He whispered as Rust grips his teeth, bouncing on his cock as he was gasping out with his tongue hanging out just lightly. His toes curled.

"Ahhhhhh Nhhhhhhh!! F..fuck...y..yooouu....oohhhh g...god!!" he moans to feel Davion pounding into him but he couldn't see due to the stupid blindfold.

'My body won't st..stop burning..the aching got w....worse ngggnnnn..I have..t..to....sssss st..stop him..I have to stop h-AHH!!!' he twitched again. 'Fuck, he's going harder!' he screams in his head only feeling Davion slamming him against the wall knocking some things down but he didn't care.

"Your mine...admit it.." He said but Rust still tried to stop his voice but he moans shaking.

"I'm n..not guah y..yours!! I told you I'm n..not!!! I keep telling you to go f..fuck off-Nuggghh!!"

"..Damn little tease......" He growls but pushes up more against his body but lowers down suddenly biting his shoulder where the last one healed but he's adding another making Rust scream gripping the chains.

"AHHHHH!!! The fuck are you doing?! I told you not to bite m-" Davion suddenly kisses him as he twitched tightening around him. He whimpers feeling the heat of his tongue but some drool runs down his chin while he grinds into him again. The noises of their heated kiss was heard while it mixed with his hungry moans and Rust's weak ones.

'"Mfffmmmm!! mmmmmmmm...." 'F..fuck, n..not again..i..it's his tongue again. Nugghh it's too h..hot..it's going to b..burn my own tongue if he don't st..stop..' he thought but he shook feeling his thrusts going again screaming into the kiss. Davion felt him try to pull away but he holds him still not breaking the kiss.

'Oh no you don't...you better fucking stay still and take it. I told you my little treasure your stuck here till you learn to admit your mine....even if I have to drown you in pleasure to do so..' he thought but with his pounding hips, Rust feels him break the kiss screaming out in the room while drooling.

"St....stop!! Stop pou...pounding into my body! Your making me f..feel weird again! Stop it already!! ahhhhh ahhhhhhh haaaa I c..can't..I can't...a...again.." he warns but Davion panted still gripping his hips hearing the wet claps of their skin as he takes him.

"Yes you can I'm close myself...." He said against his neck but Rust shook feeling that dragon cock throbbing and pulsing inside as he tenses up.

"N..No, don't c..cum inside again! Not again you asshole! Please pu..pull out! i can't because your c..cum is-"

"Addicting I know....that's why I'm filling you up again so shut up and take it!" He said quickening his hips as Rust tries to stop him. His moans got louder and he couldn't move turning his head to the side as he screams out.

"N..Nooooo!! C..cumming again..You'll make me cum again!!" he screams before Davion snaps his his up again but roars out cumming hard. Rust arches his back from the wall feeling the hot flow of his cum inside but he couldn't move feeling his hole gulping it down as he twitched.

"N..Nooooo..y..you came i..inside again..d..damn it.mmmm...your st..still cu..cumming.." It was even hotter not that Rust was drooling and shaking from the stronger orgasm.

He looks seeing how weak Rust was but his moans was still slipping past his lips till Davion felt his body showing some scales of red and black. No no, he wouldn't change but he used his strength to break the chains but picks him up and tossed him on the bed.

Rust winces from the throw but as he tries to move, his hips got pulled back towards him. Rust feeling his body throbbing in heat but Davion sees his own cum coming out. He knew it would help him but he only turns his head to kiss him again hearing a whine from Rust again.

"As I said..so needy..." He saw Rust didn't look at him to grip the sheets as he pulls him closer already seeing his dazed out expression.

"P..Please..n..no m..more..anymore a..and I'll b..break......I'll break if you keep going..." He moans trying to snap out of it but gasps feeling him squeeze his waist. "D..didn't you hear me? I..I said-AH!" that's when he felt a sharp bite on his neck making Rust cum a little to some blood running down into his shirt.

"A..ahhhh...ahhhhhh..." It stung but his tongue was seen drooling with tears of pleasure seen too. Davion was still hungry, gripping his shirt to tear it a little. "Ahhhh...hhhaaaa..........mmmmmm...' His shaking hands were tearing the sheets till Davion lets him go lapping up the blood.

"Stop lying to yourself...you want more..and believe me..I'm not done with you yet...." He felt Rust shaking more but he gets kissed again while feeling his hands.

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Davion kept sleeping but his dream was getting worse as he was growling in his sleep dreaming.

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Rust was screaming out while being forced to bounce on his lap harder, taking him in even deeper. His body was so weak, so hot, and sensitive he could control himself. His eyes were glowing red but feeling Davion's hands touching his chest.

"Ohhhh god!! Ohhh f..fuck!! F..fuck m..me..f..fuck m..meeeeeee!!" He moans slamming his hips down, both hands resting on Davion's chest as he was pounding up holding his hips.

"That's it....scream it out. I know you love it. You want to feel me as deep as you can. You really are so needy." he panted still moving and yet, Rust was crying looking out of it. He was crying throwing his head back while Davion claims him. "Feels good...damn your so cute.." he chuckled as Rust whines feeling him going worse but he was gasping and throwing his head back moaning out as he claws his chest.

"ahhhhhh ahhhhhhh nugghhhhh s..shit...shit shit h...ssssssss!!" He grunts when Davion was swelling again but he leans his head back down to look at Davion. His eyes were red but his hair was covering his face a little. He even tenses up feeling him swelling inside, making him twitch whimpering again. "hhaaa n..not again...mmm..g...getting bigger a...again..." He moans but he feels Davion slamming up into him as he cries out even louder.

"Ahh, y..yesssss yes mmmmmmm m....m...more.f...fuck m..me m..more..." He begs that Davion licked his hips to hear that.

"What was that?" he asked as Rust hisses again when Davion slams his hips down but stops him moving.

"Gah!! I...hhaaaa m...more...just give me more.f..fuck my greedy n..needy hole please!!..." He begs to suddenly feel Davion sit up and push him on his back. Rust gasped but he looks nervous seeing some of the dragon scales on his skin shaking. However, Davion begins slamming down making Rust scream.

"AHHHHH FUCK Y..YES!! JUST RIGHT T...THERE!! FUCK RIGHT THERE!!" He was breaking but cracks in his mind thanks to the pleasure. Davion panted sweating himself but he made sure the bedboard slams against the wall cracking it.

"See? It feels so good when I breed you don't it? Loving how your greedy hole gets full with my addictive cum right? You like it...admit it.." He orders but grips Rust's hair pulling his head back while Rust was gasping out, clawing his arm to draw blood.

"AHHH! AHHHH! Y..YES!! YES I LOVE W..WHEN YOU B...BREED ME. BREED ME MORE! FUCKING B..BREED ME TILL YOU B..BREAK ME!!" He begs still crying but Davion kept going hearing his screams of desire and lust. He even chuckled to sit up seeing the view.

Rust laying here on his back while looking to the side, his upper face was hidden from view. Drool seen running down his chin and his tears of pleasure seen. It felt way too good! He couldn't fight it that he was begging and wanting more.

'Ahhhh so g..good..h..he feels s..soooo good...if he keeps going I'm gonna c..cum a third time.....I don't know if I can c..cum again b..but I feel like it...I'll...' he says this but screams curling his toes as Davion still slams down hearing Rust's lustful greedy moans.

"Haaaa I'm close again my knight...you want it inside this time now? Do you want me to fill you up good?" he asked but Rust was wrapping his arms around his head panting and tightening around him.

"Y...Yesss yes please cum in..inside..cum inside fill me up with your s..seed! Please...please..." He was begging so nicely that Davion moves to kiss his lips not stopping his hips. He felt Rust kiss back, wanting him to cum again. His own cock tip slick wanting to as well. He felt it hit his spots over and over again only for Rust to break the kiss panting harshly out of it.

"A..ahhhh D..da...v..vion...g..gonna....I'm gonna..."

"Grrrrr me too....I wanna see you cum.....so cum...cum!" he growls but Rust screams out feeling his body about to obey.

"I'm c..cumming..I'm gonna cum.....I'm gonna-"

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In a few seconds, Davion snaps awake sitting up as he looks around. He sees himself in his chambers after sleeping but it got dark. He looks to sigh not happy it was a dream. Though, he looks down seeing a tent in the sheets seeing he had a rather exciting dream. This got the dragon to chuckle thinking.

"Oh my little treasure....I'm sooo going to enjoy breaking you next week.." He chuckled deeply but it wouldn't be long.

When the time comes, he was going to enjoy doing it even more.

#IC #silver roses #Drabble/short or long stories #silver butterfly mun #peahen mom #the mansion owner #Dreams of a dragon's treasure #Davion #Rust Knight #older rust #demon-blood-youths #The fractions of NYC #peahen writer

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Laws Of Attraction (Epilogue 1) - DR x lawyer!fem!reader

Summary: Daniel signed with RB at the end of the 2022 season, ending your attorney-client relationship. You decide to give romance a try in the off season.

Pairing: lawyer!fem!reader x Daniel Ricciardo

Warnings (18+): fluff, language, *SMUT*: p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap)

Word Count: 2,291

February 2023

You woke up to his breath tickling the back of your neck, which you had now grown pleasantly accustomed to over the last few months. His arm snaked over your waist with his hand lightly resting just below your breasts. Sometimes his face nuzzled into the back of your shoulder so that you could feel his stubble lightly tickle you. You treasured these soft, quiet moments that were hidden from the rest of the world.

By a miracle, your budding relationship had not yet been sniffed out by paparazzi or investigative fans, but you knew it wouldn’t last forever. The distance was hard, as expected, but ended up being more manageable than you originally thought. Of course it helped that one of you had almost unlimited resources. He ended up spending a good chunk of time at his property in Beverly Hills which at least got you in the same continent and country. You would make up excuses to work out of the LA office for a week or so and The Firm suspected nothing of it or didn’t care enough to ask why. During the day you worked on other client matters while he hung out with Scotty and other friends, allegedly figuring out plans for the next Enchante drop. At night you stayed with him, cooking dinners together, throwing small parties, watching the sun set over the hills.

When you weren’t on the West Coast, he occasionally stayed with you in your small NYC apartment in the West Villiage. At first you protested that he should stay somewhere else, that there wasn’t enough room for the both of you, and that your accommodations were far too modest for the extravagant lifestyle he had become so accustomed to. Fine, you book the hotel, he would say with a smirk knowing full well you wouldn’t be able to afford the reservation to override him. But he so desperately wanted to a glimpse into your home that you could hardly say no.

It was easier for him to explore the city in the dead of winter where he blended in with everyone else on the street, bundled in at least four layers to keep warm. With a hat and scarf covering most of his face, he went about his day with the rare freedom of being unidentified and anonymous. When you were done with work you would sneak into the diviest dive bar you could find, consisting of dark basements with dark liquor. Or you would order takeout for dinner and eat it out of the container on your couch with a beer or glass of wine.

The two of you relished these moments of normalcy. Including moments like now, in that tiny apartment, on a chilly Friday in February where you bathed in the rays of sun that began to poke through your curtains in the light of morning. He had been on Stephen Colbert the night before and you watched in awe from the comfort of your couch that the man on the screen, in a suit you picked out, would be coming home to you at the end of the program.

Your eyes fluttered open before your alarm went off, Daniel’s breath making the hairs on the back of your neck stand. You smiled to yourself, still unable to believe this was your new reality. Just to be sure, you gently grabbed the hand positioned on your upper abdomen to move it to cup your breast. Perhaps you should have let him sleep, but you couldn’t pass up the chance to have extra time with him. You felt his breath pattern change as he slowly woke from the delicate touch. The silver lining of long distance was that neither of you were lacking in libido. Granted your relationship was still in its infancy, of course you couldn’t keep your hands off each other.

He pulled you in close flush against his chest and gave your shoulder a kiss.

“Good morning,” he mumbled, voice muffled by skin. You held your hand over his, squeezing it.

“Mmm good morning.” The crook of his nose caressed the path that followed the trails of kisses along your shoulder blade. He began to move his thumb over your sensitive nipple, feeling as it puckered under his touch. Your breath hitched as you squirmed, molding yourself into him. You partially turned your head to face him without disrupting your position. He propped himself on his elbow to meet you halfway and planted a messy kiss on your lips.

“Have I told you how beautiful you look in the morning?” You used to think he was joking, not that you could blame him if he were. There were people who were elegant sleepers, but you knew you were not one of them. Your hair almost always ended up looking like it could home a few birds or small rodent. Your eyes were puffy, slightly crusty, and every now and then there was some dried drool for good measure. Now that you had been at this for nearly two months, it was evident he was very serious each time.

“You have, but you can tell me again,” you mumbled as a smile grew on your face and stretched your limbs.

“You’re beautiful.” It came out muffled as your lips pressed together again, as his thumb continued to lazily graze your nipple.

You gently dragged his hand from your chest to the growing heat between your legs. You pressed against him again, feeling his hardened member against your ass. You smirked, satisfied with the results of your minimal efforts.

He kissed the crook of your neck as he drew tiny circles around your clit with his middle finger. You reached your arm behind you to gently scratch his head as little moans escaped your lips, breath becoming uneven with desire.

“Are you going to be late for work?” Ever the gentleman, you could tell he asked to be polite but it wasn’t actually a point of concern. You grinded into his groin in frustration.

“Not that I care at the moment, but no.” You moved his fingers even further south so he could feel your neediness. “I have twelve minutes and I don’t want to think about responsibilities until then. Do what you will with that information.”

A husky groan escaped his lips feeling how wet you were for him. His hand left you momentarily to stroke himself a few times before aligning with your entrance and you reached down to help guide him.

Two months, and it still took your breath away how full he made you feel. Your back arched into him and he caught your hips in his hand. Laced with sleep, he held on as he dragged in and out of you in deliberate, languid motions as though time didn’t exist. His hand moved slowly up your body, to your waist, over your soft stomach, the swell of your breast, where it snaked over your chest and enclosed around your throat with a gentle firmness that made your core clench. It was equally delicate and possessive. It delighted every surface of your body but his leisure pace now maddened you.

“Faster,” you choked out. He smirked as he slowed down the roll of his hips, tightening his grip around your neck. If he wasn’t awake before, he was now. Daniel was fascinated – you ordinarily enjoyed lazy morning sex but today you were extraordinarily needy for some reason. Not that he was mad at it. Your eyes twisted shut and you moaned through gritted teeth, simultaneously aroused and frustrated. “Fuck you.”

“Happily,” he taunted. “What’s the magic word?”

“Please.” He felt your body quiver around him as you begged for more of him. He closed his eyes and prayed that he would last for the remaining six minutes.

He obliged your pleas, only letting go of your neck to lift your leg up.

Right there

His thrusts deepened with the new angle and watched excitedly as your arm moved down. He couldn’t see you playing with yourself but knew you were as your moans became louder and more frequent and he felt your walls squeeze and twitch. The image seared into his brain and he knew he was done. He inhaled the scent from your hair in his face and he wished he could see you. But you were warm and tight and wet and perfect and he couldn’t stop himself.

“Fuck, I’m-”

“Yes”

Your hips stuttered and muscles spasmed around him. He spilled into you as his fingers sank into your skin, his vice grip unable to let go. You both laid limp for a moment, panting to catch your breath. Eventually you pulled yourself away from him to roll over.

Your hair was knotted and your flushed face was adorned with a shit-eating grin. You were stunning. Glowing.

“Good morning,” you said cheekily.

“Good morning,” he responded. He lifted his arm, inviting you to use his chest as a pillow. You did so gladly, intertwining yourselves in each other once more like vines. It was nice for all of forty-seven seconds before your alarm went off. He pulled you tighter before you could try to get up.

“Now I have to get going.” He placed a kiss at the top of your head.

“What if we just stayed in bed all day instead.” You groaned in silent agreement, but nonetheless peeled his arms off you.

“I would love to but I have to work. And so do you.” You kissed him before hopping into the shower.

Right. Daniel had almost forgotten that today was his first official day back as a Red Bull employee. His presence was requested for the livery launch set to happen in Midtown in a few hours. He laid in bed and smiled to himself as he listened to you sing I Just Had Sex by The Lonely Island.

“I still can’t believe it’s in New York,” you said casually as you poured yourself a cup of coffee. He hummed in agreement. “Suspiciously convenient, really.” You glanced at him through your peripheral to gauge his reaction. Nothing. Though he did look oddly pensive. You turned suddenly to confront him. “You’re sure you didn’t say anything to Christian?” He laughed at your skeptic accusation.

“Not a peep.”

“You swear it?” You held out your pinky.

“I swear it.” He linked his with yours.

“Kiss it,” you demanded. He rolled his eyes but obliged lowering his lips to his knuckles as you did yours, his focus on you never wavering.

You continued getting ready, though you couldn’t shake the sense that there was an uneasy intensity to him this morning. At first you thought it might just be nerves about the livery event, but then you caught him staring at you in the mirror while you were brushing your teeth. You spit and turned around.

“Ok you’re being weird. What is it?”

“I’m not being weird!” he said defensively. You brandished your toothbrush at him threateningly.

“Yes, you are. You’ve barely said two words since we had sex.” He scoffed.

“I’ve said lots of words. That was five just now –“

“There’s nothing wrong with being nervous, you know.”

“I’m not nervous –“

“Then what is it?”

He both loved and hated that you could read him like a book. You seemed to be intuitively aware of all of his deepest thoughts - though maybe not this one. He watched as you walked into the kitchen to pack your work bag. You filled your travel mug as you patiently waited for his response. He took a deep breath before jumping into the metaphorical deep end.

“Since things are official with Red Bull as of today, I figured we should be too.”

You snorted coffee through your nose. A not-so-subtle tomato hue dusted your cheeks immediately. Yet again, you weren’t sure why you were so surprised. The man was traveling half way around the world for you. With the amount of time, effort, care, and money spent, how could you ever believe he would lull you into something as malignant as a situationship? As it was in the beginning, you were the stop-gap preventing things from progressing. He had been respectful with taking things at a glacial pace, as you kindly requested. He had given you the proof you needed that there was a way to make the relationship work when you weren’t traveling constantly together. When you considered that you had now existed in each other’s orbits for nearly five months, he really had been as patient as a saint with you.

But he misconstrued your stunned silence as confusion, so he rephrased his proposition.

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

Your timing was impeccable as always, as you choked on your own saliva before breaking into a coughing fit. He sighed and poured you a glass of water, slightly disgruntled by your antics.

He had been putting this off. He had wanted to wait for the right time, for it to be romantic and dreamy, everything you deserved. But each time the opportunity arose he lost his nerve, and now here you both were: in your kitchen, before you had to go to work, choking on thin air, decidedly unromantic.

“I’ll take that as a no.” You shook your head ferociously before attempting to sip the liquid. He frowned “Well shit, you don’t have to be so enthusiastic about it.” You shook your head again, then nodded. “Yes, that’s right, you’re not interested?” You decided that this was the worst game of charades, ever. You shook your head again.

“Yes,” *cough* “I want,” *cough* “to be your,” *cough* “girlfriend.” Despite the fact that you were barely breathing, Daniel’s thousand-watt smile appeared before you.

“Drink your fucking water and stop coughing so I can kiss you.”

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A/N: Please don't be a ghost reader and thank you for reading! I'm happy I've been on a roll with my posting schedule but I know the next Epilogue part will not be ready by next week, so expect a little bit of a break after this (hopefully not four months again).

And thank you @thef1diary for your help

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