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sleepingelvhen · 3 months

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Sleeping Spider Lily [🌹Pt. 4🌹]

Blade/Reader NSFW

Minors DO NOT interact

Part 1 -- Part 2 -- Part 3 -- [🌹Part 4🌹]

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Finally, you have a moment with Blade that's just for the two of you. Intimate. Beautiful. It's exactly what you need.

When his lips finally met yours, it took you a moment to really realize how soft they still were. Still smooth and plush to the touch, a kiss as gentle as you remembered. There were hints of impatience, a reminder of all the pent up rage and aggression he held inside of him now, but he was still able to be kind in all the ways you knew him to be.

While his hand wrapped around your throat, his fingers didn’t tighten, only there to keep you aware of what you were doing and who you were doing it with.

Blade’s tongue darted out to lick open your lips, pressing into your mouth to prod at your own tongue. Almost as hypnotic as when you spoke to Kafka, his touches and kisses caused your mind to swirl into a daze. His hands slid down from your neck, grazing over your chest and stomach, gripping your plush thighs tightly and pulling you against him with a tug.

“Ah!” He moaned into your mouth, a sharp gasp from the feeling of your body against his own. You could feel the large bulge in his pants, pressing against the constraints, aching to press into your own body. It was so obvious how needy he was, no matter how he tried to conceal it under his dark and heated gaze. Obvious in the way he kept pressing himself as if he could get closer than he already was, in the way he couldn’t pull his gaze away from you.

Lips trailing down your throat cast a fog over you, your mouth parted, panting from each touch against your highly sensitive skin. You could see him grin against your collarbone, using his skilled hands now calloused from years of brandishing his sword to push your shirt up until he was fondling your chest, soft mounds against rough hands. Hands made for blacksmithing, a craft he’d never pick up again from the trauma, now hands perfect for holding you, loving you, and pleasing you.

“These feel the same as ever,” he murmured against you, his voice muffled from being pressed against your throat. You couldn’t help but chuckle at that, your voice high pitched and squeaky as he rolled and pitched your nipples. A dark laugh emitted from him as he watched you struggle to stop making such noises.

“So noisy. I wonder how much louder I can make you.”

His caresses only continued from there, becoming more and more desperate. Fingers digging into soft flesh, lips kissing against every inch of bare skin, his hips rubbing between your legs, eliciting moans from both of you lost in your embrace.

“I remember,” he growled, fingers now working against your pants, hot breath against your lips, red eyes boring into your own. “I used to make you scream my name.”

You lifted your legs, helping him undress you. He stayed kneeling before you, his eyes never once moving while he held one of your legs in his hands. It looked like he was ready to worship you, the only person he’d ever get on his knees for.

“I can’t wait to hear it again, after all these years.”

His eyes flickered down between your legs. Licking his lips, his fingers dug into the meat of your thighs, spreading you wide as he pressed his lips to your core. Just an experimental kiss but enough to send a cold shiver up your spine. The noises you made after that weren’t up to you. Using his tongue and his fingers, he worked your body, collecting the slick that had gathered within you and devouring every bit of your pleasure. You could feel the deep growl from his throat vibrate against you, his fingers pressing into you while his tongue focused on your clit.

“B-blade–ah!” It was nearly impossible to stop your moans, fingers now digging into his long dark hair, even softer than it felt the last time you had felt it.

Nothing could stop him from pleasuring you, no matter how much your body shook beneath his touch, or how your legs threatened to suffocate him as they tensed and closed around his neck. Blade moaned against you, working his fingers faster and faster, curling them against the spot that made you throw your head back.

“Oooh, what a good girl~”

That sent you over the edge, your noises racking your entire body, legs quivering and tightening around his head. But he seemed pleased as he watched your orgasm crash over you, using his fingers and tongue to help you through it. As your body relaxed, he crawled over your body, sucking his fingers clean.

“I wonder, have you been with another since me?”

You shook your head, mind completely gone and consumed with an unending lust. It dawned on you just how sexually frustrated you had been in so many years. Not once had you even considered sleeping with another person, focused so intently on simply getting better and healing. Other than that, you couldn’t imagine anyone ever able to please you in the way he had been able to.

Blade considered you for a moment, his fingers now working to undo his belt, pulling down his own pants with an ease that caused your mouth to water. His cock was as you remembered it; long and girthy, soft veins decorating the base. Aeons, how you wanted to feel it inside of you again.

“See something you like?” The corner of his lip curled up into a smirk, his hand gripping his shaft, guiding it to your entrance, pressing it just enough to slide along your wetness but not enough to really push into you. “Maybe something you want?”

Your breath hitched. His cock was so close to finally being in you, so close to him becoming part of you. Words weren’t enough to truly express the way your heart beat, the feeling in your gut that squirmed and heated up every moment you didn’t have him fully inside of you. He clicked his tongue, sliding his cock slower and slower against you, groaning softly but not allowing himself to lose control.

“Speak.” One of his hands clawed into the table next to your head, his hot breath against your face. “Do you want this?”

Another push against your entrance made you squeak loudly, tears pricking your eyes. You wanted this more than ever, more than anything you’d ever wanted.

“Y-yes,” you whimpered, earning you another click of Blade’s tongue, his hand now wrapping around your throat, thumb pressing into it.

“Louder.” His voice was stern, commanding, and it turned your body even weaker than it already was.

“Yes! I want you!” You shut your eyes with a gasp, biting your lip when you felt him start to press his cock into you.

Slowly, it pushed in, your nerves on fire with each inch that entered with every delicate roll of his hips.

“Mmm, fuck, such a good girl,” you were suddenly forced to face him, his fingers digging into your jaw, thumb pressing between your lips, forcing you to take it in your mouth.

“That’s it, take it!”

One sharp thrust pushed the rest of his cock into you, a loud gasp leaving his throat as your body enveloped him. His moan was deep and throaty, purely feral as he gripped your throat even tighter, his other hand lifting your thigh up to his waist.

“I’m gonna make every cloud knight in the area hear you.”

With that he was rutting into you like a desperate animal. No inhibitions in holding his voice back as he moaned out and growled into your mouth. Messy kisses occasionally drowned out the noises, allowing for the sound of skin against skin to echo. Just like he said, if a cloud knight had been anywhere near here, there’d be no way to miss what was happening.

“Fuck…closer,” he moaned out, lifting both of your legs now, pressing your knees up to your chest as he rutted faster and faster. You could feel his cock hitting deeper into you than you believed possible, kissing your cervix.

“Oh such a good girl,” he curled his lips, covering your body with his own, fingers gripping the table, his hips quick and hard against you. “So tight…so wet…even better than I remember.”

Lips pressed against your neck, his tongue leaving a long wet streak as he began to nibble at your skin. Your body was on fire, each thrust a shock of pure pleasure, his touch and tongue only making you more sensitive with each second.

He seemed pleased as your voice grew higher in pitch, whimpers of neediness consuming your every vocal cord.

“Blade! Blade!” His name was the only thing you could think of even saying at the moment, like he had completely branded his name onto your brain. Nothing else mattered but the pleasure he fucked into you, the electricity of being at his mercy. It was everything you loved.

“Oh fuck, your gonna be mine again, right?” His hands returned to your thighs, nails digging into your skin, bruising your sensitive body. His thrusts slowed down when you didn’t answer fast enough, a cruel grin on his face.

“Come on, I didn’t fuck you dumb yet, did I?” He chuckled again, one eyebrow raised as he accentuated his point with sharp, hard thrusts. It felt like he was bruising your insides, your body tightening and squeezing his cock with each movement.

“N-no,” you managed to mutter out, gasping as he hit you with another sharp roll of his hips.

“Then are you mine?” He stopped fucking you completely, eyes burning into you as he stared down at your body. Naked and vulnerable, at the mercy of Blade. He was a dangerous man, a wanted criminal. And he was everything you wanted.

“I’m yours.”

A cruel smile curled onto his face and he was fucking into you again, harder than before, so fast your mind couldn’t keep up. Drool dripped down your chin, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

For a moment, you wondered why he didn’t change your position. Back then you’d end up on your stomach somehow, his favorite position taking you from behind like animals. But he kept staring at you, panting and moaning in that dark voice of his. All he wanted was to keep looking at you, like you were an illusion, like you would disappear if he looked away.

“Yes. Yes you’re mine. All mine,” he lowered his mouth to your throat, his teeth digging into your soft skin, drawing blood. He sucked at your wound, his hand moving to your clit, rubbing in languid circles that didn’t match his violent thrusting.

You felt your gut churn, the heat in your body tightening, wanting to burst with each hit of his cock inside of you. You threw your arms around him, pulling his body flush against him, your own nails digging into his back.

Blade chuckled, at least it sounded like he was trying to. It was a puff of air, rhythmic like a laugh, combined with needy groans, while also being muffled by your throat and the blood that flowed into his mouth.

With the addition of his fingers pleasing you, you could feel your body shivering and quaking like before. Pressure building up, your body tightening and strangling his cock inside. You heard him curse into your throat, hips stuttering against your hips, a loud moan against you.

Fingers dug even harder into your thighs, spurts of violent growls and moans into your skin leaving his throat. It mingled with your own loud whimpers, both of your bodies rutting against one another as you came violently. You could feel his warm spurting into you, dripping slowly out of you, down your legs, a mess beneath your bodies onto the table.

“Ha—ha, mine…mine…”

His moans relaxed over time, gasping from the overexertion. It was becoming harder for him to keep himself up, his body lowering to lay onto you, keeping himself nestled deep into you while his body twitched into you. The overstimulation from the quick mini thrusts, causing you to squirm beneath him with little whimpers.

“Blade…” his name was a gasp from you, your eyes slowly opening, coming back to reality. His eyes had softened, his hand grazing softly against your cheek. A soft look he had always given you in the past, one full of love and affection. Even when he had changed so much, his feelings for you had simply been hidden beneath his pride and pain. Feelings that showed now as he had allowed himself to be vulnerable in this very moment.

“I don’t know where this leads,” he murmurs, his deep voice hypnotizing in a way that felt so natural and lovely. “But you are the only memory I have that doesn’t bring me pain.”

You smiled lovingly at him, allowing your own affection to show. Your hands held his own face, guiding him down to you to press your forehead against his own. Despite the unknown of the future, despite everything that made your relationship difficult to rekindle, you had right here and right now. And with everything you’ve dealt with, having a right here, right now moment was perfect.

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snoringkitty1 · 2 months

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Blade boyfriend headcanons.

Tw: none, just fluff, as usual :>

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Just to kick off, Blade is very quiet, even more so than Dan heng. He communicates mostly through expressions and body language unless there is something you absolutely must know. He won't talk much.

That is unless you two are close enough to where you can ask him to talk a smidge more, to which he might respond negatively at the jump.

Give him a bit of time, and he'll talk more. Who wouldn't want to hear that amazing voice of his anyway.

I think he love language would be acts of service. This can range from doing simple little tasks for you to literally beheading someone for you.

Ruthless and gentle at the same time, while he might not have a soul, you definitely have won his cold heart.

I like to think that occasionally, you will dream of Yingxing, in a field of spider lily's where you two just talk.

Sure, he's a bit more arrogant and rude than you would initially expect, but he'll soften up eventually and would like to hear your thoughts on his present 'self'.

He would also love to talk about his past with smithing swords and other kinds of weaponry. A bit self-centered, but in the end, good-natured.

It had been a very long day, and you were craving the cuddles you would receive the moment you laid down in bed. The best way to relax, for you atleast, was to cuddle with the monster the public knew, as Blade.

He isn't much of a monster once you've figured him out. He, just like you, seeks the company of a loving companion. Though no one could truly see it.

"Blaade.." you muttered and flopped into bed beside him. She opened his eyes and glanced at you. He smiled slightly and moved his position a bit to support his head as he looked down at you.

"Rough day..?" He whispered, brushing his hand through your hair when you nodded your head. "Mhm.." You moved off your stomach and wrapped your arms around him, latching onto him like a koala to a branch. He blinked owlishly before laying his head against the pillow properly and wrapped his arms around you. "Sleep.." he urged softly, kissing the top of your head, only to find you were already asleep.

He may not show too much, but he adores when you wear any of his clothes. From his boxers to a hoodie or beanie he has stashed away.

I think his favorite way to receive affection or love would be sitting on his lap and being given kisses.

Especially when he doesn't need to ask at all. He loves it.

Blade stepped into your shared room, not letting out so much as a sigh as he leaned his Sword against the bedside table. You looked over, comfy in bed nestled in your pillows and a blanket, seeing him very clearly tired. He was not the type to admit he was tired, or even tell you. He would just come back to the room and flop onto bed, clocking out before even bothering to change. Of course, at your request, he would change if his clothes were overly dirty. Today seemed a little different though, Silver wolf and Kafka must've drained him completely. "Blade hun, sit up." You smiled when he turned his head to look at you, sighing before sluggishly sitting up and leaning back against the headboard. "My show can wait, here." You wrapped your blanket around your shoulders and sat yourself comfortably on his lap. Seeing his expression widen and the light return to his eye for a moment made you grin. "I'll be taking a nap here, you ok with that?"

He nodded fervently and smiled slightly before leaning his head back a bit and closing your eyes. You leaned onto his chest, a pretty cozy place to rest. Though you couldn't immediately fall asleep..you tampered with the button struggling to hold his shirt together, and the button broke pretty easily..whoops?

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Thanks for reading.

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ivoryghostyy · 8 months

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「 image isn't mine; sourced from pinterest 」

「 tw: mentions of blood, implications of severe injuries, etc. 」

Blade was strong. he could handle a ward of enemies by himself—you knew this.

..but Blade was also reckless. he lives off the chaos, thriving in the blood shed on the battlefield. he finds entertainment in the place people despise.

he was a beast.

but, pray tell, why does he find every need to get himself as hurt as humanly possible!?

"..again? at this point, just tell me you miss me," you jest, cringing at the heavy wounds scattered along his toned figure.

his cold amber eyes stare you down, and he is not amused. impatient, yet not wanting to scare you away like last time, he waited for you to move.

he could tell you were tired—if the heavy dark circles under your eyes told him anything. you were someone he found hard to understand.

you cared for people deeply. you spent hours into the night, reading past medical records and books just to help a patient. kindness, that's what people see in you.

..maybe a little too much kindness, he would argue.

after a few more moments of silence, he growls, "hurry it up, bunny."

"i'm struggling to hold myself back right now."

you click your tongue, a shiver crawling up your spine. the wounds have stopped bleeding, you observe. but they're all still pretty deep.

"..please stay still."

this man wasn't a difficult patient. on the contrary, he was silent. his pain tolerance was amazing, yet was also somewhat concerning.

you've heard of the rumors. he was definitely frightening. more often than not, though, you wonder. for reasons unknown, you can always see that emptiness in his gaze. was it hatred? loneliness, perhaps? maybe even longing..? regardless, it wasn't your place to pry.

another round of silence ensues, with you sweating nervously under his piercing stare. when you finally finish dressing his wounds, you hurriedly return the cluttered medical supplies back to their places.

you plan to leave quickly, not wanting to stay any longer with the man.

"wait."

you freeze when you feel an arm slithering around your waist. you can feel his breath, what with his face planted on the small of your back. 'his hand is warm,' you note, still keeping your guard up.

"stay with me, bunny."

with a soft tug, he's pulled you onto his lap, his arms wrapped firmly around your waist. "you can do that, right?" he asks, and you can swear your heart stopped beating for a second there.

not trusting yourself to speak under his pointed gaze, you can only nod, letting him hug you closer.

"good girl," he exhaled.

..maybe taking a little break would do you some good.

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asharaart · 9 months

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Kafblade!! They're growing on me

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skj-weebmam · 4 months

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Bladie :(

This is the layers and all

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sviteer · 10 months

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Duality

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lenaffin · 4 months

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Manifesting

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sleepingelvhen · 4 months

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Sleeping Spider Lily Pt. 3

Blade/Reader NSFW Minors DO NOT interact Part 1 -- Part 2 -- Part 3 -- [🌹Part 4🌹] MASTERLIST After a long day of sleep and an intimate dream, you decide to meet Blade where he's been hiding.

Jing Yuan understood when you told him you needed sleep. Any work you had to do was put off to allow you a full day of sleep after the stress from the day before. He had smiled sadly, eyes filled with what you had assumed was remorse, as he told you to relax. He had apologized then, expressing regret for keeping Blade a secret all these years. And you had forgiven him.

When you had thought about it, it made sense. To hear that the love of your life was cursed, to hear that he had left with scant a word and then suffered years of pain and multitudes of deaths at the hands of a friend. Mara struck and alone. Jing Yuan had good intentions, in his eyes it would hurt less to hear him dead. He had given you a reason to mourn and to heal.

After he had left you to rest, you had promptly crashed into your bed and fallen asleep, overcome by the exhaustion of the hours without sleep and the emotions running wild inside. Your dreams had not given you a moment of respite, either.

Chaotic and full of confusing emotions, you faced an endless darkness. Somehow, a low sound echoed from within, almost like a wolf growling towards you as the shadows inched closer. And yet, the closer it approached, the less fear you felt. You stepped closer, your feet meeting the edge of the darkness and in a blink, the dark was gone and you stood in front of Yingxing.

He smiled at you, his white hair loose, curling around his face, fluttering in a soft breeze behind him. He spoke, words soundless in the empty voice, surrounded by white lilies that slowly began turning red. White hair turned to black, eyes matching the flowers surrounding you both. A once kind smile turned cocky, eyes dark as he regarded your form.

But still, you smiled at him all the same. You took his hand, watched his face morph into shock before he was leaning ever closer, his own fingers gripping your waist and pulling you close.

You felt his breath on your ear, tongue on your throat. A dark chuckle echoing in your mind, overcoming your senses. And through all this you felt warm and safe and…he kissed your neck, fingers gliding along your sides gentle yet desperate.

“Are you still mine?”

You shot up in your bed, sweat beading down your neck. You were cold but also warm and you could still feel Blade’s hands upon your body. It had been a dream, yet the most vivid one you’d ever felt. His hands had been on you, his lips, his tongue. Your hand reached to where his lips had been, your breathing evening out as you came back to reality.

With a deep breath, you turned to look out your window. How long had you been asleep? Long enough for it to already be dark outside it seemed. Your eyes automatically sought the little note you’d set on your nightstand. It taunted you. No, it tempted you.

Blade had given you a place and a time. He was inviting you to meet him, to talk to him. Trusting you not to use this information to catch him again. Or maybe he simply knew it wouldn’t matter if you decided to betray such trust.

Just imagining him made your body react warmly. Your breath quickened, warmth spreading throughout every part of you, especially between your legs as you kept thinking about the way his hands and breath had felt in the dream.

Everything about him made your mind completely foggy. It made you make reckless decisions like dressing in shady clothing and sneaking back out, dodging the cloud knight rotations and seeking out the small hidden alcove that seemed basically right around the corner.

As you rounded a corner, you heard soft voices echoing. One of them feminine and sarcastic, though you supposed it could be best described as slightly uncaring. Blade’s voice followed her’s, his dark uninterested tone automatically causing you to take a sharp breath as your heart flipped.

“You’re taking a big risk here, Bladie. Elio would be upset if he heard you diverted from the script.”

“Did I ask for your opinion, Kafka?’

“Hm…I suppose not. Just make sure you’re not caught if things don’t go how you want.”

Blade simply huffed a little, leaning forward against the table he sat at. His expression only able to be described as intent glowering. That is, until he saw you approaching in the corner of his eyes. He perked up a bit, his eyebrows raised until he saw Kafka smiling at him. He evened out his expression then, huffing again.

Kafka chuckled, sauntering towards you, completely relaxed as if she had no need to fear anything bad happening in this moment.

“So, you’re Bladie’s little girlfriend, huh?” She leaned towards you, an intrigued small smile on her face. It was the only way to read her expression, her pink eyes betraying no emotion whatsoever. “How cute~”

You couldn’t help the blush that coated your cheeks, Kafka’s intent gaze and voice almost hypnotizing in a way, like you could feel her in your mind. It would be so easy to listen to whatever she wanted–

“Kafka…” Blade’s warning tone interrupted whatever was just happening, Kafka lifting her head with a fake pout. His eyes narrowed at her, his hands curled into tight fists, the corner of his mouth lifted in a snarl.

“You’re no fun, Bladie,” she murmured, shrugging and strolling right past you, her heels causing an echoing click with each step. “Have fun you two~” She lifted a hand, a half-hearted wave goodbye as she rounded the corner and as soon as she had been there, the sound of her heels disappeared and you and Blade were alone.

Blade stared at you, his eyes relaxed now that Kafka had left. Jing Yuan had been correct in his theory, Blade was working with the Stellaron Hunters. But that wasn’t really what you were focused on at the moment. You smiled at him, unable to stop yourself from giggling.

“Bladie, huh?”

He frowned, unimpressed. But he sighed, said nothing, and cocked his head as a way of telling you to come over to him. You happily joined him in the small, dingy, home, and plopped down next to him, leaning forward as you looked him in the eyes. You swore you saw him blush a bit before he turned away.

“You gonna talk to me or did you invite me here for a silence contest?”

“If I did, you’d be losing.” A low chuckle left him. His deep voice made it hard to notice his light-hearted tone but you could hear it. It had been something you learned when he was Yingxing and it made your heart churn when you recognized it in Blade.

You weren’t sure what knowing he was alive meant for the two of you. It was impossible to tell with him being a part of an organization that was wanted across the galaxy and sworn enemies of the Xianzhou. But the one thing you knew was that your feelings had not dampened in the years you’d been apart. Even as he is now.

“Blade…”

He turned to face you finally, his face stiff but calm when regarding you. Just looking at him kept reminding you of your dream. Heat in each touch and each glance, shivers as his tongue dragged across your throat. Your breath hitched and you shut your eyes tight, trying to will your mind into more serious matters.

It didn’t help when you felt his fingers hook under your chin and lift your jaw up, forcing you to look up at him as your eyes shot open.

“Yes?” His voice drawled, intrigue within each glance, his eyes wandering down your body and up back to your face.

“I–I don’t know what this situation means for us,” you take a deep breath, braving yourself. “But I still care deeply about you.”

Blade’s fingers slid from your chin to your jaw, his hand gently gripping your face. His thumb stroked your cheek, his eyes darkening when you spoke.

“That is a dangerous thing…to care for me,” he grumbled, his gaze heated.

You gulped, your body on edge but his touch only made you heat up and unable to speak.

“I–uhm–I like danger?” It sounded so much less confident than you had intended but Blade seemed to enjoy the answer regardless.

He leaned closer to you, lips close to your own. You anticipated a kiss, leaning in as he did. But his lips avoided what you wanted and found your neck instead. So much better than a dream, his lips burned your skin, soft and sensual. His tongue darted out, licking up the side of your throat. You could feel him smirk as your body shivered violently, his hands now gripping your wrists and moving you to lay on the table, your arms up above your head.

Blade growled, nibbling your ear, his breathing quick and warm.

“Are you going to feel the same?” He murmured, his breath shuddering as he pressed his waist between your legs, rolling his hips to grind against you. He smirked at the moan that left your throat. “Or have you changed even like this?”

You were enveloped in his hold as he leaned above you, his body completely hovering over you. It was an all-consuming warmth and safety despite the intimate position he had you in. Blade had always had a way of making you feel completely at ease despite the situation.

Your breath hitched when you locked eyes with his heated gaze. Even now he waited for confirmation. No matter how much he had changed, how violent he had become, he would never do anything against your will. He was not a monster.

“Do you wanna find out?” You lifted your legs a bit, finding a comfortable position to keep them spread and loosely around his waist. You watched as his eyes widened a bit, his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath.

Your wrists were released by his tight grip, his fingers gliding through your hair, caressing your face, then down your throat, a lingering choke hold. His nose flared, eyes intensely set on you, like you were the only thing he ever wanted to look at. Blade pressed his forehead against yours, his thumb grazing down your throat, gliding his nail against the sensitive skin.

“I would like nothing more.”

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