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shadowdaddies · 4 months

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King's Queen

Dorian Havilliard x Reader

based on this ask

Summary: Dorian's mother makes her opinions on your relationship clear. You make your own opinions known. (angst → smut → fluff)

Warnings: smut below the cut, phantom hands/light bondage, minors dni

Wiping your hands nervously on the skirts of your dress, you gave Dorian’s mother a shy smile, reaching your hand towards hers to shake. “It’s lovely to finally meet you, Georgina.”

Piercing green eyes appraised you, lip twisting disdainfully at your outstretched hand as her back straightened. She spoke in a delicate voice that betrayed the vitriol of her words. “How informal of you,” she noted glancing between you and Dorian. “I do still hold the title of Queen, if you were unaware. You may also refer to me as ‘Lady Havilliard’.”

With a flip of her long auburn hair, Georgina strolled towards her seat at the dining table, leaving you to awkwardly lower your hand to your side. Dorian quickly took your hand, pressing a kiss to your knuckles as he gave you a reassuring smile and guided you towards the table.

You took your seat, glancing down the table to where Georgina sat next to Dorian’s brother, Hollin, cutting his steak for him as the woman doted on her younger son, hardly sparing either you or Dorian a glance. After pushing around the mashed potatoes on your plate for an insufferable amount of time, you mustered the courage to try speaking to Georgina again.

With a deep breath, you plastered on a practiced, pleasant smile and turned towards where the queen sat. “Lady Havilliard, Dorian has told me that you quite enjoy the mountains. I’ve heard your home there is quite lovely - I can only imagine, if it holds a fraction of the beauty with which you’ve decorated this castle.”

Her cold gaze flicked to you, her own fork dropping to her plate with a clatter. “Yes, it is a lovely home,” she acknowledged before quickly turning back to Hollin. Lifting her wine glass to her lips, Georgina murmured so quietly that it was hardly detectable, even with your fae hearing. “Much nicer than a fae servant is accustomed to, I’m sure.” The insults continued, Georgina continuing her verbal assault as you struggled through the meal.

The effects of her words weighing heavier and heavier, your hand moved to Dorian’s thigh, squeezing for comfort. His sapphire eyes focused on you, hand moving to rub the back of yours in an assuring manner as you hurriedly finished your meal. Quietly bidding Georgina and Hollin a good night, you dashed out of the room as quickly as you could.

You moved at an exceptionally fast pace, stopping when Dorian grabbed your wrist, twirling you around to see his concerned gaze. Noting the barely held-in tears in your eyes, Dorian pulled you into the nearest room. Eagerly crossing the drawing room, you took a seat on the plush velvet sofa, burying your face in your hands.

Dorian crouched in front of you, rubbing soothing circles on your thighs. “My love, are you alright? I know my mother is unpleasant, and I am so sorry for that.”

You shook your head, leaning back against the seat as a wry chuckle left your lips. “It wasn’t only that she was so stiff and dismissive. You should have heard the things she said about me when she knew that you couldn’t hear. I am nothing but a fae servant, I only care for you for your title, I am not worthy of you.” Voice breaking at those last words, your shoulders shook as you began to cry into Dorian’s shoulder.

He held you for a long moment, letting you process your emotions before he placed a kiss to your head. “Are you going to be alright?” Sniffling, you nodded, and Dorian stood.

“I have something to take care of, but I will meet you in our bedroom,” he promised, giving a soft kiss to your lips before the both of you departed in different directions.

As you meandered back to your room, your head began to ache from all the tears you had spilled this evening. With a sigh of resignation, you turned back towards the kitchens in search of some water. The familiar shrill voice of Georgina Havilliard pricked your ears, and you rolled your eyes as you continued walking - until a deep, irritated voice rose louder.

Recognizing Dorian as the other person speaking, you quietly tiptoed towards the conversation, listening as you moved through the hallway. Rage boiled through you as you registered Georgina’s words coming from the cracked door up ahead. “I am not indifferent towards you, Dorian. I have given up on you. You are a consistent disappointment, and this common woman... pardon, fae - she spoke the word, dripping with disdain - is the perfect example of your poor choices. You are nothing as I hoped you would be.”

You could not bear to hear any more of her venom, nearly bursting the solid wood door off of its hinges as you burst into the room, halting Dorian and Georgina where they stood. Your eyes burned with fury as you turned towards the woman, barely maintaining the leash you held on your fae instincts which called on you to rip her to shreds.

Not bothering with pleasantries, you spoke in a voice you’d reserved for the worst of your enemies. “You may speak however you wish about me, but if I hear you belittle Dorian like that again, I will cut out your tongue. It is a miracle that your King is the exceptional man that he is, having come from you. It would be wise of you to recognize that.”

The air was heavy in the room, a long moment passing as Georgina shriveled under your intense gaze. With a sniffle, the woman raised her head, courageously lifting her green eyes to you as she spoke. “I will bear that in mind.”

With a smile, you nodded, once more wishing her a pleasant evening as you took Dorian’s hand and guided him out the door and towards your bedroom. Closing the door behind you, you turned to see Dorian’s sapphire eyes wide in shock as he stared at you. “Are you okay?” you whispered, becoming increasingly worried that you might have frightened him with your actions.

Dorian surprised you, his lips curving into a mischievous smile as he turned you around. Black hair hung in his eyes as Dorian towered over you, arms caging you in as he backed you against the wall. “That was the most spectacular... sexiest thing anyone has ever done for me,” he purred, leaning in as he dragged his nose up your neck.

His teeth found your earlobe, a moan leaving your lips as he tugged before moving back to your neck, slowly kissing his way down to your throat. “Dorian,” you whispered, arms wrapping around him as you begged his body closer to yours.

Dorian tsk’d at you, a wicked smirk gracing his lips as invisible hands gripped your wrists, pinning them above your head. You were trapped against the wall, desperately writhing as you begged Dorian to come closer. Instead, he stepped away, stroking his chin as he admired you on display like a work of art.

Slowly, so slowly, Dorian walked back forwards, dragging one finger down your throat to your sternum, the peak of your breasts exposed in the gown you had donned for the evening. As if another set of hands worked behind you, the laces of the dress were undone, Dorian easily sliding the fabric off of you until it fell to the floor.

“Gods, you are beautiful,” he murmured, his hand still idly tracing your body as you panted under his teasing touch.

“Please, Dorian. Touch me,” you begged. Dorian let out a low groan, his eyes darkening as his control snapped. He surged forward, one hand wrapping around the back of your neck as he tilted your head to kiss you deeply, tongue thrusting and swiping along the roof of your mouth as his other hand moved lower down your stomach.

Arching your hips into his touch, you whimpered when his fingers ghosted over your soaked core before he pulled away. You gasped, your anger lasting only a moment before the shadow hands released you, Dorian throwing you over his shoulder.

Dorian landed a playful smack to your bare ass, earning a yelp from you before he tossed you onto the bed, shadow hands returning to spread your arms and legs for him. You huffed in frustration, your arousal nearly painful as you begged again. “Dorian, I need you inside me, please.”

Unbuttoning his shirt, Dorian leaned down, kissing his way up your thighs before settling to hover over your heat. “I promise to make love to you tonight, but first I intend to worship you, thoroughly, my Queen.”

The moan that left you at his words quickly turned to a gasp as Dorian gripped your thighs, sucking harshly on your clit before thrusting his tongue into your core. He groaned at the taste, moving to flick his tongue against your clit as he brought a finger to curl inside of you.

Back arching as much as the invisible restraints would allow, you reached your high with a scream that you wee certain echoed through the castle.

Dorian quickly rid himself of his pants, lining up his hard length at your entrance as you nodded, granting him permission to push in. Jaw dropping in a silent moan at the pleasure, you felt Dorian’s head fall against your shoulder as he settled fully inside of you.

Phantom hands vanished, allowing you to pull Dorian into a searing kiss, wrapping your legs around his waist as you encouraged him to move. He rocked into you slowly but precisely, intentionally hitting a perfect angle that dragged out both your pleasure. Overcome by the gentleness of the moment, you whispered “I love you,” through silver lined eyes.

Dorian kissed you fiercely, pulling back to press kisses on every part of your face, whispering “I love you”s with each touch. With a shudder, he finished inside of you, rolling to the side as he held you close.

You pushed the hair from Dorian’s eyes, admiring his beauty as you sighed in contentment. “I cannot believe how lucky I am to have a man like you in my life,” you murmured, snuggling into his warm chest.

Dorian wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close and pressed a kiss to your hair. “I am the lucky one, my love.”

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danikamariewrites · 19 days

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Could you please write Manorian x Reader where the reader has period cramps and the two of them stay and take care of her?

Lay With Me?

Manorian x reader

A/n: I have been dying to write Manorian so writing them being soft and comforting as my first fic for them has me kicking my feet giggling. Also i just got my period the other day so im projecting bc i need them 🥲🫠

Warnings: period pains, comfort

Waking up was a chore this morning. You did your best to hide your cramps from Manon and Dorian. Of course they acted like they believed you, but they saw right through your little act. You never liked making a big deal about feeling unwell.

Attempting to eat breakfast almost made you vomit. Instead of getting dressed you made your way to the private dining room in comfy sleep clothes, wrapped up in Dorian’s black fluffy robe. Taking a whiff of the eggs and bacon waiting for you on the table had your stomach churning. Pouring a cup of steaming coffee you make your way back to bed.

A wave of cramps hits you as you lay down, forcing you to curl up into a ball. Hoping the pain would exhaust you enough that would just fall asleep.

As you tossed and turned for all of twenty minutes before you gave up on sleep. Dragging yourself into the bathroom you searched the cabinets for a tonic to help the pain. Letting out a frustrated groan after finding nothing you slam the cabinet. Another wave of cramps hits you, bringing a new numbness to your legs.

You quickly wobble to Dorian’s office, knowing you won’t make it all the way down to the healers on your own. Quietly pushing the door open you shyly poke your head in. Before saying anything you watched Dorian work for a bit. Watching his arms flex as he wrote was doing something to you. Gods your hormones are all over the place.

Making your way into his office you plop down in the arm chair across from him at his desk. Curling up into a ball you give him your best doe eyed look along with a sweet pout. Dorian put down his pen, giving you a matching pout. “What’s wrong, darling?” “Will you go to the healers and get me more pain tonic? We’re out and my cramps are really bad.”

Dorian wasted no time in scooping you into his arms, snuggling you close to his chest. “Why didn’t you say something earlier, darling?” He carries you back to the bedroom, placing you down gently. Kissing your forehead he whispers that he’ll be right back.

A few minutes later Dorian comes back with a pouch full of tonics and Manon following holding what you scented is a bag of sweets. Sitting up you licked your lips as the chocolate reached your nose. Manon smirked at you as she dropped the bag on your lap. Dorian hands you one of the tonics kissing your head again.

Settling into bed you dig into your snacks expecting to be left alone. You let out a cute little yelp as Manon sits next to you, pulling you to,lay against her chest. You notice she’s wearing Dorian’s comfy clothes. As you curious look at Dorian you find he pulling on a pair of threadbare pants.

Climbing into bed he lays between your legs on his stomach as he massages your numb thighs. “We want to stay with you. You need us right now, not work. And besides we’re covered.” You snuggle further into Manon’s chest as Dorian’s magical fingers relax you. Your eyes flutter as the pain melts away.

“And, I had the kitchen prepare your favorite dinner which will be up in a few hours. For now just relax darling, we got you.” You run your fingers through his soft raven locks. “You guys are the best,” you hum out before drifting off.

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lavenderdreams22 · 1 year

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Could you do a Dorian x reader fluffy fic?

Sure thing! I looove Dorian. It's kinda short, but I hope you like it! ❤️

Warnings: sexual themes, but that’s it I think.

Early Morning - Dorian x reader

Early mornings were easily your favorite time of day. Dorian always awoke early, all soft touches and small smiles. But today, it seemed, he was struggling to wipe the sleep out of his eyes.

You let him pull you to his chest in a protective, possessive grip with a smile on your face. He always wanted to be close to you, to be able to breathe in your scent and hold you. He told you that it drove the nightmares away. You told him just as often that having him close soothed your own particular set of anxieties.

He kissed your spine before you wiggled in his grasp to face him fully.

He pulled the sheet over the two of you, but not before you caught the way that the sun filtered through the curtains, illuminating him in brilliant gold. Even now, he looked as though he had bathed in sunlight.

You ran your fingers through his tousled hair, grinning as he pressed another kiss to your shoulder.

“You’re late, your highness.” You whispered.

He groaned, his grip tightening. “A king is never late.”

You wrapped a leg around him, pulling him impossibly closer to your body.

“You will be if you stay here any longer.” You pressed a kiss to his lips.

When you pulled away, his lips chased yours before he had the sense to bring his hand that had been tracing idle shapes along your outer thigh to the side of your face to hold you in place.

You giggled into his lips and he couldn’t help his own grin as he rolled on top of you.

“You’re just as much to blame.” He countered, his dark hair tickling you as he moved to press kisses to your neck.

“How do you figure?” You tried to sound outraged, but the feel of his lips on your body always had the opposite effect.

“Because you’re here. Utterly indecent.” He tugged at the crimson nightgown you wore. It had ridden up to show off a pair of black lace panties, his favorite pair that you owned. He groaned again at the sight. “Distracting me, keeping from my duties.”

“I’ll have you know that I did not do anything to distract you. You’ve done that all on your own.”

“The only way you could look any more delicious is if you were naked.” He pulled away, propping himself up on his arms to really admire you. “A problem that is easily remedied.”

“And just how,” you stated, slipping the straps down your shoulders. “Do you plan on remedying this truly tragic situation you’ve found yourself in?”

He bit his lip, his blue eyes roving over you body, leaving a tingling sensation in their wake.

When his eyes met yours again, he winked. Without moving, he let his power, the invisible hands, pull the nightgown down your shoulders even further, exposing your breasts to him.

“Absolutely breathtaking.”

“I wish that they were your hands.” You whispered, not trusting your voice.

“They are.” He nipped at your bottom lip.

You whimpered as the phantom touch continued to ghost over your exposed flesh.

“Stop teasing.” You frowned.

“But you look so cute when you’re frustrated.”

Just as he was leaning down to kiss you again, there was a sharp knock on the door.

"Dorian, we need to go." Chaol shouted from the other side of the door. "I'd like to get back before nightfall."

You giggled, pressing a kiss to his shoudler before pushing him off of you. "Told you."

"I'll be back for you later, my love." He grinned, springing up from the bed, the evidence of just how little he wanted to leave evident in his pants.

#dorian havilliard #throne of glass #throne of glass dorian #dorian havilliard x reader #dorian havilliard x you #answered

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rainingriversofyou · 1 month

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Throne Of Glass characters & couples 🤍 Artist: inkfaeart

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oblivionsdream · 8 months

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A new puzzle collaboration with Reverie Puzzles this time featuring the characters from Throne of Glass. It was such a delight to work with them again and I’m super proud of how this turned out. I’m definitely biased but my favorite part is probably Abraxos because he is just the best boy. 😌

#throne of glass #sarah j maas #dorian havilliard #manon blackbeak #abraxos #aelin ashryver galathynius #celaena sardothien #rowan whitethorn #chaol westfall #yrene towers #lorcan salvaterre #elide lochan #aedion ashryver #lysandra #book art

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shadowhandss60 · 2 months

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Dorian flirting with Celaena:

I brought you books, chocolate and a puppy. Wanna play some chess and cuddle?

Dorian flirting with Manon:

Rip out my throat, I DARE you…where yo chains at?

#throne of glass #dorian havilliard #manon blackbeak #manorian #sjm universe #manon x dorian #sarah j maas #rowan whitethorn #rowaelin #celaena sardothien #aelin galathynius #chaol westfall #throne of glass meme

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highladyofterrasen7 · 2 months

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Dorian: apparently the only people you should invite to your wedding are ones who invited you to theirs

Aelin:

Chaol:

Dorian: well guess who isn’t coming to my wedding

#he just wants to be a flower girl #sarah j maas #throne of glass #dorian havilliard #chaol westfall #aelin galathynius #aelin ashryver galathynius #manon blackbeak #manorian #rowan whitethorn #rowaelin #yrene towers #chaorene #dorian x chaol #chaorian #dorian x celaena

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sydneymack · 1 month

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Throne of Glass Dust Jackets

Artist: @/diabolical_victorian_art for @pineandash

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stormwvr · 2 months

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dorian with both manon and celaena

#dorian havilliard #throne of glass #celaena sardothien #manon blackbeak #manorian #aelin galathynius #throne of glass series #incorrect tog #incorrect throne of glass quotes #incorrect throne of glass

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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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shadowdaddies · 2 months

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Phantom Touch

Dorian x Reader smut

A/N: just thinking about waking up with Dorian. that's it

warnings: smut below the cut, pwp, use of phantom hands, light bondage, fingering, p in v sex, slight praise/deg

A warm hand slid down the curve of your waist, the pleasant feeling stirring you from your sleep. Soft morning light already shone through the sheer curtains of your bedroom window, the covers warm beneath you from Dorian’s body so close to yours.

“Good morning,” you hummed, a feline grin on your lips as his hand moved lower, kneading your ass. A familiar coolness tilted your head back, phantom hand angling you just how Dorian wanted. Tongue flicked out against your neck, lips sucking on the sensitive skin below your ear, trailing lower in slow, teasing movements.

Dorian’s hand slid under your nightgown, gripping your backside firmly before fingers slipped between your legs. A whimper escaped you, breathy moans of your husband’s name as he slid along your folds.

A wild groan escaped him at the feeling of your slick dripping down your thighs. “Already so wet for me, angel?” he teased, nipping at your ear as his hand slid forward, fingers lightly brushing your clit. You jerked in his hold, back arching as a pathetic mewl escaped you.

“Please, please more,” you begged, hips grinding against his fingers, desperate for more friction. A dark chuckle sounded in your ear as his digits curled inside of you, hitting your walls at a perfect angle. You could barely give warning before your orgasm hit, juices soaking Dorian’s fingers as he groaned from behind.

“Good, good girl,” he murmured, hand drawing back as he sucked your slick from his fingers, lewd noises filling the air.

“Please, more,” you begged, ass arching against Dorian’s hard cock. “I need you, now,” breathless pleas escaped your lips as you grew increasingly desperate.

Dorian refused to be drawn into your pathetic show, his hands drawing out of you as leisurely as ever, wet slick coating your sides as he toyed with your stomach, nipples, throat.

“How do you need me?” he murmured, unable to fight the wicked grin as he pulled your back to his chest. Struggling for an answer, your brain fought the lustful haze to answer him.

“I- um, I need your cock, please,” you whimpered, flipping to your back. Sapphire eyes shone blue as your legs spread wide for him, granting easy access.

“Such a good little slut for me,” he murmured, eyes glazed as he focused on your pussy, dragging his cock along your folds. You mewled at the teasing sensation, his tip rubbing your sensitive bud, spreading your slick.

Writhing against his hold, you moaned out, “Dorian, please I-“

The cool caress of another phantom hand cut you off, fingers massaging your tongue, your muffled pleas growing as his length pushed inside of you. Head leaned back against Dorian’s shoulder, you sucked on the phantom fingers as his hips lazily rolled against yours.

“Good girl,” he murmured, lips spreading in a smirk against your neck. The way he nipped and licked at your exposed skin was nothing short of predatory, making your heart pound as his cock finally found your entrance, tip barely pushing inside of you.

Eyes rolled back as a pathetic mewl left your lips, drool slipping out around phantom fingers. With a dark chuckle, Dorian thrust into you in one smooth movement, his length stretching your walls in a delicious combination of pain and pleasure.

Slowly sliding out of you, Dorian moved his invisible touch from your lips, freeing your moans to echo through the room. An arm gripped your waist, holding you firm as Dorian snapped his hips back into you at the same time a slick finger flicked your clit.

Jaw fell open in a silent moan as you vaguely registered the phantom hand that had moved from your mouth to your clit, rubbing tight circles as Dorian grabbed your leg, spreading you open as he pounded into you from behind.

Cool breezes and teasing hands were everywhere - rubbing your clit, twisting your nipples, tugging your hair - as Dorian whispered filthy praises in your ear. Your high crashed over you quickly, body shaking from the intense pleasure.

Dorian didn’t let up, instead flipping you on your back as he continued fucking you into the mattress. The familiar feel of those cool hands brushed your wrists, guiding them above your head. Throwing your legs over his shoulders, Dorian filled you impossibly deep, hitting the perfect spot with thrust after thrust.

Gasping for air, you found Dorian’s sapphire gaze through blurred vision, brow furrowing as you attempted to whimper out the warning that you were close to your orgasm once again.

“I know, I’m close,” Dorian grunted, black waves of hair sticking to his forehead as his abs worked with each stroke. “Let go for me, love,” he gritted out, thumb finding your clit once more as the coil snapped.

Vision flashed white with the force of your orgasm, toes curling as you felt Dorian’s warm release fill you. Panting, he looked up at you with a satisfied smirk. “Feel alright, love?”

A raw giggle escaped you at his smugness, your husband knowing full-well just how alright you felt. Stretching your limbs, you yawned as you appraised the gorgeous male in front of you.

“I think the only thing that could make this morning better is a bath with my love, and some breakfast,” you hummed, legs lifting to wrap around Dorian’s waist as you smirked up at him.

Dorian’s eyes darkened slightly at the appearance of you, flushed and exposed in the morning light beneath him. “I think that can be arranged,” he whispered, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your lips before he rose to prepare the bath.

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danikamariewrites · 2 months

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Ooh oki got you do a dorian ddlg hc and his how obsessed he-is with reader 🥰🥰

Literally Obsessed

Dorain x reader

A/n: he would be obsessed with you and I need him to be obsessed with me so bad (him and Manon honestly)

Warnings: ddlg, soft dom!Dorian, fluff

When you started dating Dorian you were a little scared about how good things were going

He treats you well, he’s super sweet, and an amazing lover

You started pulling away a little when his affection and him being King became overwhelming

It was a lot to handle and Dorian was there to hold your hand and listen to you every step of the way

The first time you attended a ball with him, Dorian made sure everything was perfect. From your dress to your accessories (like Rhys he is a lil fashionista)

“You look stunning, my love.” He coos at you when you step out of your dressing room. You blush furiously through the cosmetics on your face

You try to hide your face but Dorian doesn’t allow that. He hooks his finger under your chin forcing you to look at him. “Hey, none of that now,” Dorian softly whispers

This was the moment your relationship became something more. Something that you both needed after everything you’ve both been through

“You’ll stay with me all night?” Dorian smiled down at you nodding his head. “Of course I will baby.”

The new nick name did something to you. It was so simple yet you felt your heart doing flips at it coming from Dorian’s mouth

As the night goes on and you hang on Dorian’s arm he finds himself staring at you lovingly. His mind wanders, thinking back on the last few days, how nice it was to take you care of you and sleep with you in his arms. It felt like part of him was healing

Getting back to his room that night Dorian dismissed the handmaidens and his own servants to take care of you himself

As Dorian undoes your corset he asks you questions about the night and how you liked your first official ball as his date

You both got undressed and Dorian pulled you into the bathroom where a steaming hot bath was waiting for you both. He washed your hair and body making sure to massage a tense spot in your neck

“I liked having you by my side tonight. For the first time as king I was sure of myself, relaxed.” He said, hugging you closer to his chest. You snuggle into him feeling relaxed. “I love that you take care of me, I’ve never felt so loved.”

Pulling you out of the bath Dorian carried you to bed laying you down gently and started worshiping your body

Once you officially moved into the palace with him princess treatment went up like a ton

Dorian loves to pamper you but something changed after that first ball. And having you move in where he could take care of you at all times was a dream to him (and for you)

Dorian makes sure you have everything from the most beautiful dresses to all the books you want

He leaves you little treats everyday when he leaves like chocolates or candies or flowers on your bedside table with little love notes

You go on walks through the garden together

He makes sure you eat and drink lots of water everyday

If you don’t like the meals Dorian has planned for you you tell him

He never wants you to be afraid to speak up if something isn’t to your liking

And of course you take care of him too

You make sure to check in on him during the day so he isn’t super stressed

Seeing you during the day makes him happy and lets him know he has you to come home to at the end of the day

You also sneak little notes into his stacks of paper work and books

He keeps every single one of them in a box in his desk and rereads them when he’s had a hard day

You make sure Dorian gets out and walks around the city as well, telling him it’s good to see his people and how well he’s doing making sure things run smoothly

On those walks Dorian looks at you lovingly and kisses you on the head, a small thank you for giving him a confidence boost

And of course he can’t help but spoil you at every shop on the way back to the castle

#throne of glass #throne of glass headcanons #throne of glass imagine #throne of glass fic #dorian throne of glass #throne of glass fanfiction #throne of glass fanfic #throne of glass dorian #dorian havilliard x you #dorian havilliard x y/n #dorian havilliard throne of glass #dorian havilliard x reader #dorian x you #dorian x reader #dorian havilliard imagine #dorian havilliard

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