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A Soft Place To Fall
Pairing: Band Member!Azriel x F!Reader
Description: Azriel takes you on a date and it's finally time to face your feelings for each other.
Word Count: ~2,8
The way the buildings and bright lights blended together as you flew down the street in Azriel's motorcycle was incredibly soothing. It made you simultaneously feel like a smal, meaningless dot in a vast universe and the center of the world as it moved around you.
The warm, steady body pressed against you, and the strong hand that came down to hold your leg every time you stopped at a red light or took a sharper turn, always so attentive, always going out of his way to make sure you were okay, could also be the reason your worries seemed to have evaporated. Either way you felt utterly and perfectly calm.
A Soft Place To Fall
Pairing: Band Member!Azriel x F!Reader
Description: Azriel takes you on a date and it's finally time to face your feelings for each other.
Word Count: ~2,8
The way the buildings and bright lights blended together as you flew down the street in Azriel's motorcycle was incredibly soothing. It made you simultaneously feel like a smal, meaningless dot in a vast universe and the center of the world as it moved around you.
The warm, steady body pressed against you, and the strong hand that came down to hold your leg every time you stopped at a red light or took a sharper turn, always so attentive, always going out of his way to make sure you were okay, could also be the reason your worries seemed to have evaporated. Either way you felt utterly and perfectly calm.
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A Soft Place To Fall
Pairing: Band Member!Azriel x F!Reader
Description: Azriel takes you on a date and it's finally time to face your feelings for each other.
Word Count: ~2,8
The way the buildings and bright lights blended together as you flew down the street in Azriel's motorcycle was incredibly soothing. It made you simultaneously feel like a smal, meaningless dot in a vast universe and the center of the world as it moved around you.
The warm, steady body pressed against you, and the strong hand that came down to hold your leg every time you stopped at a red light or took a sharper turn, always so attentive, always going out of his way to make sure you were okay, could also be the reason your worries seemed to have evaporated. Either way you felt utterly and perfectly calm.
Let Me Hold You
Pairing: Azriel x F!Reader
A/N: I'm still having awful writer's block and have been busy and not having a great time in my personal life so here's a very short and very self indulgent story.
The air was colder than you anticipated, wrapping your arms around yourself as the wind caressed the bare skin, raising goosebumps with its touch. You were ready to give up when the shadowsinger spoke up from his place sitting against the railing.
“Can I hug you?”
It takes you a moment to process the words, eyes widening slightly as you did. You'd think you heard him wrong if it weren't just the two of you on top of the roof, making it impossible to mistake the whispered words. In all the years you've known Azriel he had never asked something like this of you, or anyone, not so openly.
You followed him here because you noticed how upset he seemed at dinner, barely saying a word and keeping to himself even more than he usually did, but beyond a few encouraging words from you and a refusal to share his feelings from him, you had expected to go back to your room empty handed.
Azriel always seemed so intent on keeping his emotions to himself that it made you even more curious and worried for the reason he was feeling like this today. You weren't going to let that stop you though. Nevermind what happened, all that matters is that he needed you.
“Of course,” you answer quickly, perhaps a bit too loudly, especially in the quiet of the night and the vulnerability of the moment. You've always wished Azriel would let you or anyone else in at times like these, that he shared his problems or at least let someone comfort him.
A ghost of a smile appears on his face before you both reach for each other at the same time, kneeling down in front of him and letting him pull you closer, your arms wrapping around his neck as his circle your waist, his wings following suit and creating a cocoon around your melded bodies, his shadows joining in and effectively hiding you both from the outside world.
You let him hold onto you like it was his last lifeline. His face falling onto the crook of your neck, breath hitting your skin in unhurried pants, as you run your fingers through his hair, trying your best to give him the peace of mind he seems to be craving so badly.
Over the last few months, your relationship with Azriel seemed to have evolved into something else, something you were too scared to admit for now, not quite ready for such monumental feelings. Still, your heart stirred as he held you close, as his breath came out slower and his body relaxed against yours. You were happy to be a calm and comforting presence for him, it was all you needed actually.
“You don't have to tell me what's wrong,” you start, softly this time, careful not to disturb the air around you, “but I want you to know that whenever you feel like this and you just want someone to hold you, or listen to your worries and doubts, take a walk with you or even spar with to let out your frustrations, you can come to me.”
He stops for a second, letting your words sink in before he pulls his face away from the safe place he made for himself against your neck, never straying too far as he looks into your eyes, searching.
“I'll always be here for you,” you confirm softly, a smile playing at your lips, one that widens when he lets out a sigh, closing his eyes and leaning his forehead against yours, arms holding onto you even tighter than before, until you could feel his heart beating against yours.
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
Let Me Hold You
Pairing: Azriel x F!Reader
A/N: I'm still having awful writer's block and have been busy and not having a great time in my personal life so here's a very short and very self indulgent story.
The air was colder than you anticipated, wrapping your arms around yourself as the wind caressed the bare skin, raising goosebumps with its touch. You were ready to give up when the shadowsinger spoke up from his place sitting against the railing.
“Can I hug you?”
It takes you a moment to process the words, eyes widening slightly as you did. You'd think you heard him wrong if it weren't just the two of you on top of the roof, making it impossible to mistake the whispered words. In all the years you've known Azriel he had never asked something like this of you, or anyone, not so openly.
You followed him here because you noticed how upset he seemed at dinner, barely saying a word and keeping to himself even more than he usually did, but beyond a few encouraging words from you and a refusal to share his feelings from him, you had expected to go back to your room empty handed.
Azriel always seemed so intent on keeping his emotions to himself that it made you even more curious and worried for the reason he was feeling like this today. You weren't going to let that stop you though. Nevermind what happened, all that matters is that he needed you.
“Of course,” you answer quickly, perhaps a bit too loudly, especially in the quiet of the night and the vulnerability of the moment. You've always wished Azriel would let you or anyone else in at times like these, that he shared his problems or at least let someone comfort him.
A ghost of a smile appears on his face before you both reach for each other at the same time, kneeling down in front of him and letting him pull you closer, your arms wrapping around his neck as his circle your waist, his wings following suit and creating a cocoon around your melded bodies, his shadows joining in and effectively hiding you both from the outside world.
You let him hold onto you like it was his last lifeline. His face falling onto the crook of your neck, breath hitting your skin in unhurried pants, as you run your fingers through his hair, trying your best to give him the peace of mind he seems to be craving so badly.
Over the last few months, your relationship with Azriel seemed to have evolved into something else, something you were too scared to admit for now, not quite ready for such monumental feelings. Still, your heart stirred as he held you close, as his breath came out slower and his body relaxed against yours. You were happy to be a calm and comforting presence for him, it was all you needed actually.
“You don't have to tell me what's wrong,” you start, softly this time, careful not to disturb the air around you, “but I want you to know that whenever you feel like this and you just want someone to hold you, or listen to your worries and doubts, take a walk with you or even spar with to let out your frustrations, you can come to me.”
He stops for a second, letting your words sink in before he pulls his face away from the safe place he made for himself against your neck, never straying too far as he looks into your eyes, searching.
“I'll always be here for you,” you confirm softly, a smile playing at your lips, one that widens when he lets out a sigh, closing his eyes and leaning his forehead against yours, arms holding onto you even tighter than before, until you could feel his heart beating against yours.
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
Pairing: Azriel x F!Reader
Warnings: vaginal sex, semi public sex, dirty talk, not proofread, idk what this is
You knew better than to let him walk you into any vacant room or closet. You knew someone could catch you, knew it was incredibly hard to keep quiet when he played your body like a finely tuned instrument, like he played his shadows. The problem was that every little thought seemed to escape your mind when he so much as looked at you. This male held an amount of control over you that you never should have allowed anyone to, let alone the spymaster of the Night Court.
Azriel's hand presses against your mouth more firmly as another moan threatens to escape you. His hips never slow down as he drives his cock in and out of you, sending wave after wave of uninterrupted pleasure washing over your trembling body. If it weren't for the way he pressed you against the door, strong arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you pressed flush against him, your legs would probably have given up on you already.
“Keep quiet for me.” His deep voice groaning in your ear has the opposite effect, a whine crawling up your throat and echoing around the room despite his efforts to keep you silent. “Or do you wanna get caught? Wanna tell everyone why you're letting a bastard like me fuck you however I want?” The way your cunt clenched around him almost makes you doubt yourself. You didn't, you couldn't.
“Is that so?” You shake your head, but it's all in vain as his hands move to your hips, his shadows taking on the responsibility of keeping you upright, back arched just how he likes it, leaving you to keep your moans down by yourself if you can. “Could have told me sooner. You know how much I like hearing you scream my name.”
Cruel. Azriel was so cruel, horrible even. He would be in as much trouble as you if someone were to find him like this. All the fight leaves your body as he keeps hitting that spot that makes you see stars with every fast, rough snap of his hips, making you forget the scalding words you were about to throw at him when a familiar decadent feeling starts unraveling on your lower belly.
You can hear the smirk on his voice as he rasps out, “That's it. Be a good girl and cum for me.” He knew, of course he knew. Cunt fluttering wildly around his cock, sinful squelching sounds echoing around the room along with heavy breaths and barely concealed whiny moans. Everything felt too sensitive. “Let everyone know who's making you feel this good.” And so you do, your body obeying him blindly as it always does, his name a delicious tune as it escapes your lips.
Pairing: Azriel x F!Reader
Warnings: vaginal sex, semi public sex, dirty talk, not proofread, idk what this is
You knew better than to let him walk you into any vacant room or closet. You knew someone could catch you, knew it was incredibly hard to keep quiet when he played your body like a finely tuned instrument, like he played his shadows. The problem was that every little thought seemed to escape your mind when he so much as looked at you. This male held an amount of control over you that you never should have allowed anyone to, let alone the spymaster of the Night Court.
Azriel's hand presses against your mouth more firmly as another moan threatens to escape you. His hips never slow down as he drives his cock in and out of you, sending wave after wave of uninterrupted pleasure washing over your trembling body. If it weren't for the way he pressed you against the door, strong arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you pressed flush against him, your legs would probably have given up on you already.
“Keep quiet for me.” His deep voice groaning in your ear has the opposite effect, a whine crawling up your throat and echoing around the room despite his efforts to keep you silent. “Or do you wanna get caught? Wanna tell everyone why you're letting a bastard like me fuck you however I want?” The way your cunt clenched around him almost makes you doubt yourself. You didn't, you couldn't.
“Is that so?” You shake your head, but it's all in vain as his hands move to your hips, his shadows taking on the responsibility of keeping you upright, back arched just how he likes it, leaving you to keep your moans down by yourself if you can. “Could have told me sooner. You know how much I like hearing you scream my name.”
Cruel. Azriel was so cruel, horrible even. He would be in as much trouble as you if someone were to find him like this. All the fight leaves your body as he keeps hitting that spot that makes you see stars with every fast, rough snap of his hips, making you forget the scalding words you were about to throw at him when a familiar decadent feeling starts unraveling on your lower belly.
You can hear the smirk on his voice as he rasps out, “That's it. Be a good girl and cum for me.” He knew, of course he knew. Cunt fluttering wildly around his cock, sinful squelching sounds echoing around the room along with heavy breaths and barely concealed whiny moans. Everything felt too sensitive. “Let everyone know who's making you feel this good.” And so you do, your body obeying him blindly as it always does, his name a delicious tune as it escapes your lips.
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