#i'm so downbad for this male as you can clearly tell

[themusingsofacurlyhairednerd]

Warm Me Up

Summary: Illyria is cold, Rhys has some ideas on how to stay warm.

Content Warnings: Smut; dirty talk; little bit of cursing.

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Illyria was a wasteland, nothing but frigid mountains and harsh winds, you'd never understood how anything survived here. Your mate had flown you in an hour ago, you'd immediately had to sit in front of the cabin's fireplace, smothered in blankets, a warm cup of tea in your hands to avoid your teeth chattering and your fingertips from turning blue. The boys were somehow training outside shirtless. You could see them from the window, sparring, even as the relentless wind continued to beat against the windows.

You furrowed deeper into your mountain of blankets, still so damned cold. How were they managing that? How had Cassian survived his childhood, alone and hungry in this for so long? Was there something built into Illyrians to help them survive?

You tapped a mental hand against the bond hesitantly, worried you might distract your mate and he'd get hurt... again. Rhys had gotten used to your random questions, but thd first couple of times had been so sudden he'd lost focus, Az had clipped him across the shoulder, drawing blood. It hadn't even scarred, had healed with the help of his powers in less than hour. He'd probably forgotten about it. You hadn't.

Your mate responded with a gentle caress against your mental shields, like he'd brushed a hand over you mind, urging you to come forward.

"Do Illyrians run hot?" You asked.

A dark chuckle ran across the bond, sending a shiver over your spine. "Why don't you come out here and find out?"

You rolled your eyes. "And freeze to death? No thank you."

"It's not even snowing yet.," he let your peer through his eyes, the landscape dripping from yesterday's rain, but it was more mud than anything.

"I've seen warmer places in the Winter Court."

"There are plenty of ways to stay warm up here," Rhys purred, his voice a playful caress against your mind. "You're welcome to join us in the birken when we're done."

"And leave the safety of my little nest by the fire? I'll have frostbite by the time I make it there."

"Give me five minutes." The bond snapped closed and then Cassian was screaming obscenities from where they were sparring near the side of the cabin.

"THAT'S CHEATING YOU BASTARD!" Azriel shouted.

"RHYSAND I CAN'T FUCKING SEE!"

You pulled the comforter off the top of your head to try and get a good look through the closest window, but there was nothing but darkness against the glass. It was still too early in the day for the sun to be going down, the darkness outside rattling against the windows like a harsh wind. Rhys very rarely unleashed that much power, but you felt your own flare to life in your chest at the sight of it. Like calls to like, and your starborn powers had always risen to the challenge it found in Night Triumphant.

It wasn't even a full five minutes before the back door was thrown open so fast the old wood cracked against the wall. The wind came in with it, making you burrow deeper into your mound of blankets to avoid it.

Rhys must have kicked off his boots at the door, because you heard it slam shut and then nothing until large hands settled on your blanket clad shoulders.

You jumped with a shriek of surprise that had your mate bending over the back of the couch to kiss your barely exposed forehead apologetically, his skin colder than the wind beating against the walls.

"Ack! You're an ice cube!" You hissed, twisting to get away.

He chuckled as he pulled away and went to the closet near the front door.

"Don't bother, I've already raided it," you warned.

He opened it anyway, then frowned at all the empty shelves. "You weren't kidding." His next move was to go to the stack of wood neatly organized by the fire place and throw more in, the blaze illuminating the sharp planes of his face. He wasn't wearing a shirt, training leathers hanging low on his hips, a fine sheen of sweat making his bronze skin glow in the firelight.

Under normal circumstances, you would have jumped right on him, ran your tongue over his abs, traced the swirl of ink across his chest. Something about him in leathers made you weak in the knees, all rational thought out the window. The only thing keeping you in place this time was the thought of loosing the little pocket of warmth you had created.

He felt your gaze of course, turning away from the fire to look at you. "Better?" His voice had gone down an octave, his pupils dilating.

"Little," you admitted, though him being so close, looking like that might have been more of a reason for the heat you were starting to feel than the fire.

He walked to you slowly, intently, violet eyes fixed on you.

Your heartbeat quickened in your chest as he knelt in front of you.

"Think you can make room for me in there?" He kept his hands on the top blanket of your little cocoon, waiting for permission.

"I don't know, how cold are you?" You teased; this would be the last little bit of your resolve.

He slid a hand under the blankets, fingers dragging up slowly, intently over your calves.

"Cold," you whimpered, but the shiver that ran through you had nothing to do with the temperature, not as he traced his way up your thighs, only stopping when he found the hem of your sweater.

He leaned and pressed a gentle kiss to the tip of your nose first, then the corners of your lips, his breath warm against your face, the contrast between the two temperatures making your head spin. You wanted to reel away and lean in all the same time.

"Just for a second," he promised, "then I'll get you nice and warm."

You opened the blanket, and that intense violet gaze took stock of your attire: His old sweater, so loose and baggy it looked like a dress on you, and knee high, fuzzy pink socks. Pants had felt like a waste of time, not when sifting through the dresser meant time spent away from the fire.

Rhys all but jumped on top of you, pushing you down into the couch cushions, the blankets tangling between you as he crashed his lips against yours.

Rhys, as High Lord, was always so poised and put together, everything about him calculated and curated to create the necessary masks of court duties; but alone, like this, when it was just the two of you, no masks necessary, he let that unending restraint slip, kissing you and running his hands over your body like a man starved. His tongue swept into your mouth as he slid a hand under your sweater, deft fingers dragging up your skin to cup your breast.

He'd kept his promise about the cold, you'd only felt it for a moment before he'd settled between your legs, using a bit of magic to untangle the blankets and rearrange them over the two of you. You ran a hand through his hair, scraping your nails lightly over his scalp as he playfully gave your nipple a tug.

"Better?" He rasped, lips barely off yours like he couldn't bear to be that far from you.

The warmth of his weight on top of you would have been enough, but the way he kept running his hands over any bit of you he could reach, the way he kissed you again and again and again was enough to make you forget you had ever been cold in the first place.

"Much better," you confirmed as he broke away to nip at your neck.

He chuckled as you arched into his touch; whimpering lightly as his tongue laved over the sting of his teeth on your throat.

"Can't decide," he murmured into your skin, "if I should fuck you in my sweater or not?"

Heat coiled between your legs, even further when he rocked his hips into your center, even with the clothes separating the two of you, the friction was enough to make you moan.

He nipped under your jaw, "Look so pretty in it, but I gotta get you all warmed up don't I? My poor little mate, not used to the cold."

Now that he was with you, you wanted, needed, every bit of contact with his body you could get. The sweater, so warm and comforting before, now felt like a tremendously itchy obstacle keeping you from him. "Want it off," you complained, trying to find your voice around another moan as he rutted his hips into you again, hard even through his leathers.

He chuckled as he fisted the hem and started pulling it up your body. "Wear it again for me later?"

You nodded as he pulled it over your head and tossed it over the back of the couch. Distantly, you hoped Rhys had the good sense to send his brothers away for a little while since you had stopped hearing them moving around outside, but had no time to ask as he started kissing his way down your body, pausing to give some attention to your peaked nipples. A whine tore from your throat as he swirled his tongue over one and then the other.

"Love when you make those little noises for me," he purred into your mind, not wanting to remove his lips from your body to speak.

"Rhys," you whimpered, body arching into him as he nipped at your sensitive skin.

"You're gonna look so pretty, all marked up under my sweater later," he sent an image of you, covered in hickeys from your throat to your hips down the bond as he continued to move slowly down your body.

Rhys liked to push you, liked to see how worked up he could get you, first with that silver tongue of his, then his hands, he could keep this up for hours. You, however, where so desperate for more friction, to fill the ache now burning between your legs, bucked your hips, squirming underneath him now. "Please. Need you."

He scraped his teeth along he hem of your underwear, humming his approval. Rhys grinned against your skin, all male satisfaction as he held your hips in place. "So impatient. I thought you were freezing to death in here? Don't you want to get warm, Darling?"

Warm? Your skin was on fire in every spot he had touched, the warmth of his body spreading to every point of contact he gave. It was becoming too much and not enough, you needed more, more, more.

"Please!"

He caught the hem of your panties in his teeth and pulled them slowly down your hips, hands skimming your hips and thighs, kneading soft skin. Your legs widened for him automatically, instinctively, despite the fact that you were now uncomfortably wet from his ministrations.

He ran his tongue against your center, humming his approval, blasting it down the bond. "So wet, and I've barely even touched you."

You pinched your eyes shut, overwhelmed already. He really was too damn good at this. No amount of time would ever be enough to satisfy the well of need you had for him. You blasted that desperation, that ache for him right down the bond as words failed you, as he continued his exploration of your dripping core with his tongue. Stars erupted behind your closed eyelids as he chuckled down the bond, pleased with your reactions to his body.

You were sure you were begging for him, whimpering and pleading nonsense as he worked you closer and closer to the edge, but the words faded in and out of your consciousness. There was only Rhys, the movements of his tongue, the feeling of his fingertips digging pleasantly tight in your hips, the heat of skin wherever it touched you. Your eyes rolled back into your head, body arching, hands tangling in his hair as the edge rose up to meet and you and you toppled over it with a scream that sounded an awful lot like your mate's name.

"Such a good girl," he purred as he lapped up the evidence of your pleasure.

You're whole body shook as he kissed his way back up your body, grinning against your flushed skin the whole way. He was so warm, when he kissed you again, the taste of your release still on his plush lips, your only thoughts were on how you could get more of that warmth, until it has seeped into your bones, erased any trace of the cold that had laid so deep beneath.

You threaded your hands in his hair, now a mess across his forehead, whimpering. "Need you still."

He grinned as he caught your lower lip between his teeth in a playful nip. "I know, love."

You moved a hand to the small of his back, pulling him closer.

"You'll have me until there are no longer stars in the sky." The bond flooded with more warmth and affection, as deep as your need for him ran, his was equal, there was no end to what he could give you.

You kissed him again, even as your legs wrapped around his waist, a bit of magic finally removing those damned leathers. Maybe you'd ask him to put them back on later, so you could enjoy the sight of him in the aftermath as much as he would you, but those were questions for later.

"I love you," you whimpered as he finally slide into you, slowly, casually, like there was all the time in the world for the two of you to enjoy each other.

He fit like he was made just for you, the stretch just uncomfortable for a moment before the pleasure made your back arch and your toes curl. He moaned into your throat, pushing his nose into your sweat dampened skin, inhaling your scent as he pushed all the way in to you.

You wondered, distantly, if the stars you were seeing were his making, or something that appeared for him too. The way he panted into your skin as he rocked his hips, testing you, made you think he saw them too.

"So perfect," he moaned as he slid almost fully out.

Your nails clawed at his shoulders, begging for him to come back and he plunged back in a little more forcefully this time, the couch groaning beneath the two of you.

You rocked your hips to meet his thrusts, hands still trailing down the contours of his spine in a move that would be sure to leave marks of your own. He nipped at your neck and shoulders when you pushed too hard, skin breaking beneath your fingertips, but you knew he didn't mind, know he relished in being marked up by you, like it was a badge of honor. You'd leave hickeys on him afterwards, when the pleasure building between your legs wasn't so white hot, when you could focus your attention somewhere other than the need burning it's way through you.

His hand snaked down between your legs, drawing you closer and closer to the edge again.

"Rhys," a prayer, a mantra, the only thing that made sense as pleasure turned all rational thought to mush.

"I've got you," he rasped in your ear, every muscle taught as he rocked into you again and again and again. His pace was quickly becoming more frantic, his breath hot on your throat as he moaned into your skin. It was that sound, so desperate and low right beneath your ear, coupled with the movement of his deft fingers, the angle of his cock inside you, all hurtling you so quickly towards the edge that you didn't notice it was there until you toppled over it. Your mate followed with a roar, his own release warm inside you.

You clung to him, trembling, panting, as you came down from your high, the familiar weight of him atop you grounding in the aftermath. He snaked an arm around you as he positioned the two of you on your sides, sharing the couch now. You buried your face in the crook of his neck as he kissed the top of your head, gently.

"Warm now, darling?" He asked softly, a hint of teasing still there, even as he recovered his breath.

He hadn't pulled out of you yet; you bit your lip in thought as you tossed a leg over his, bringing you flush against his hips. You were sensitive, the movement made you wince a little, but even after all that, you still wanted more of him. Perhaps it would never be enough. Like the Illyrians that called this frigid place home, there was always going to be something that pushed you back towards the fire, that damned insatiable need to get warm.

"I think I'm still a little cold," you purred, eyes glinting playfully.

Your mate chuckled at the challenge in your tone, violet eyes narrowing into where you were still joined. "Can't have that, can we?"

The fire roared in the fireplace, a bit of your mate's magic flaring, making sure there was more heat in the cabin, before his lips were on yours again, chasing away any hint of cold before it could touch you.

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[ivanshogun]

A Liar Brought Hapiness

To want them to smile and make them happy;Isn't that the very reason why you would love somebody?

I started my college life with frown on my face and emptiness in my heart, for whatever reason, I cannot move on from my past.... I felt like it's only me in my own world, I don't need anybody, I don't need the help of others..... Well not until he came. He opened my heart once again, he made me feel loved again...

It all started when I was struggling to find a partner for a thesis project.. He is a popular guy because of his appearance, his naturally long hair and petite physique, and to top all of that, he is quite tall. He rejected all the offers of the girls in class and went straight to me, I don't really wanna partner up with a guy like him back then but I had no other choice. At first, he feels like a responsible person but the longer we spent time together, it felt like he's gonna do something bad....... And that is what exactly he did. We were finishing up our thesis so he invited me to go and drink. He's quite a heavy drinker so I wasn't able to keep up with him. Honestly I'm surprised that he was wearing a girl's outfit that night. He got crossdressing hobby he said. That very night, he jerked me off with his smooth and slender hand... I don't know how we got in that situation but all I can remember was how good it felt. He slept at my dorm and we woke up like nothing happened that night. Ever since that day, he got close with me,hanging out from time to time, doing what friends does. He insisted that he was straight but I really doubt it, he likes wearing girl's clothes all the while only spending time with me... Though, I didn't dislike it. He sends me a lot of his cosplays.... Well as expected all of them were him crossdressing. Honestly he looks quite cute on them, illegally cute. He's a guy but he really looks like a girl all the while being unbelievably handsome.

There's that one night when he called me late at night, he sounded drunk and he was breathing hard.

“Bro y'know..... I'm masturbating to you right now” he said while breathing heavily, I can clearly hear something vibrating...

“Who the fuck starts a conversation like that in the middle of the night!!?for fuck sake, I just woke up” I am beyond confused, this man is a lost cause. First of all, who the fuck masturbates to their fellow male friend!?

“Come on you don't have to be embarrassed... Uhm well can you come over here tonight?”

“Why?”

“Please? Or else I'll cry” he started to sob... Hearing my only friend cry, kinda makes me sad.... So I had no choice but to go to his dorm... I arrived at his dorm. He opened the door and dragged me inside... He was wearing a short shorts that it almost looks like damn panties and he's wearing a sleeveless shirt. Oh man his room smells nice, almost as if it's a girl's. He let me sit on his bed that is suspiciously wet.... Ah shit. He unzipped my pants and he sucked me off. I just got in the Flow so I just grabbed his hair and rammed it inside his mouth.. at that point, I don't even care if he's a boy or not, as long as he looks like a girl. Though doing that somehow made him happy. After I finished.... I got erect again after he showed me his smooth armpits..  shit he knows my fetishes. He jerked me off using the aforementioned body part... And then after that.. his feet, his hand, his navel, his thighs... He didn't stop until he was  completely covered with my semen... I was so exhausted that I felt like I'm just gonna drop dead... Though, after that, he slept with a smile on his face...  After that day, nothing unusual happened, we're still close friends.... Well except that he kept saying sorry and telling that he isn't gay... Well I doubt it

To be honest, he isn't the only one that does the weird things..  I do have a fair Share of downbad things i did because of him.....

“Bro look at this” he sent me a picture of him almost naked, still... Crossdressing. His ass showing and his pose were quite erotic.

“What do you think about it? It's cute right?” I didn't reply just because I got way too damn horny just from looking at it that I started to relieve my self

“You there hello??”

“Bro? Why are you leaving me on seen?”

“Could it be you're Fapping rn? Heh it does turn me on to think that you're doing it with my pic :)”  that time, i snapped out of it and the post nut clarity hits... I don't know what's happening to me.... He's making me gay....

“Shut up bro... Please stop sending me your nudes” i replied to his text.

“You don't like it? Well whatever... I'm gonna send some more tomorrow... And I'll let you see it tomorrow in class...”

Well... Despite on what he does.. he's still a man, he does what boys does and he doesn't seem to like boys either.. maybe he's just toying with me and what he's doing is just normal between friends.. ah well i don't think that's the case... He's a good friend that's all I can say about him, he's also smart so he helps me out with studies, he's quite rich so whenever I'm short of money, he'd lend me some. He acts as my girlfriend every Valentines day, then the night of that day,he would give me sexual arousal.. He even promised that once we graduate, he would let me do him, well I do think that it's just a joke..Though I'm starting to doubt him, is he really a boy? I remember accidentally touching his crotch but there's nothing there, no budge, no balls, no cock.. it's just soft.. did he buy something so that he could hide his dick? When I asked him about it, all he said that he has a small one... Well maybe I'm just being too paranoid, I mean he have a deep voice but when we're together, he's voice is quite high, like a girl's...... He's still my friend so the answer doesn't matter, he is a he, and that's what I'll think about....

It was 1 week after our graduation, I still haven't made any plans for the future so I'm just staying in my dorm. Both of us still hangs out but not being able to spend more time than the usual with him... Kind of makes me miss him... Have I fell in love with him? oh please don't let it be true.... That night, he asked me out for a drink. He didn't drink that much that night, maybe to prevent him from being drunk. He decided to stay over to my dorm that night.... He was holding my hands tight while we were walking, his wearing a cute skirt and just a tshirt... Hmm he still haven't stopped doing it huh? Well whatever... When we got home, I felt like the atmosphere was getting heavy, I don't know why but it feels like my manly instinct is telling me to just push him down, take his dress off and fuck him hard...

And that was exactly what happened, but except, it wasn't me that did it.. it was him on top of me.

“████, remember the promise that I told you?”

“what?”

“That I'll let you have sex with me once we graduate”

“But, Ken.... We're both boys... We can't...”

“Yknow? I'm really turned on right now” he rubs his crotch on my knees but I can't feel anything but only a wet and soft feeling. I tried to stop him but I can't.

He took off his clothes, his chest were wrapped with clothe.. he took them off, showing a moderately sized breasts, jiggling around as he gets closer to me...

“Im Girl you fucking idiot” he, or rather, she pouted. He is a she? But why does she have to lie to me? She slowly takes off her underwear, revealing a hole dripping wet right on front of me. My instincts pushed her away so I can be on top of her.

“Come... Don't hesitate... you've been waiting for this right?” she spreads her legs open. I jammed my thing inside of her and as I do, she embraced me, her nails digging in my back... She moans loudly as I move. It feels so different from what I've felt back then.. this is much better... She let's go from her embrace, she covers her face, hiding it from me....

“Dont hide your face..” I said, taking her hands off her face

“But it's really embarrassing....” she showed me her expression.... It's fucking beautiful, she's a spitting image of a woman in pleasure.... Fuck, I really do love her. Seeing her face like that, her lips glistened by her saliva.. I kissed her as I continue to ram my dick in her. I cummed inside her as she too climaxes.

“Hah.... That felt good” she muttered as she breathes heavily. She hugged me tightly... My thing still in her, so I started to move again, she doesn't mind it so kept going.. She looks really hot right now....

“Do me harder” she said as she kisses me. I did just as what she told.

“I love you” I whispers to her ears, her ears twitches, reddened and I felt her insides twitching.. is she weak from this?

“I love you too as well” She whispers back as she hugs me tighter...“Erina... Call me Erina” she said as she continues to pant.. was that her true name?

“Erina.. I love you” She cummed before me after hearing that... I never knew she would really like that... For the second time, I came the same as she does... I laid my back firmly on the bed, resting a bit but she climbed on top of me..

“Again?"

“Yes” shit i forgot she's hornier than I am... Well i guess drinking isn't the only thinking that I won't be able to keep up with her..... ................

It was morning when we finished, somehow seeing her face now, makes me really happy and well rested.

“Erina, why did you have to pretend as a boy?”

“Well..... When I first saw you, i fell in love, you don't really look good or anything but somehow I fell in love but when I heard from my friends that because of your childhood experiences.... You hated girls and you  avoids them.. since I'm quite flat... I decided that the best way to approach you is by pretending as a guy...”

“Uhmm, is that all?” I didn't knew she knows my secrets..

“Well uhmmm it's actually my first time wanting to be in a relationship so.... I'm kinda embarrassed to just ask you right away hehe..” she twitches around and damn she looks cute....“Earlier,it's actually my first time too”

“Eh was it? I'm sorry... I'm quite rough...”

“Dont worry about it, I've really wanted you to violate me all you want but you were gentler than I expected... Talking about first times... Is your first time as well?”

“Uhmm... It isn't.. i got Toyed by the girls in my class back then so... It was stolen by them...”

“Oof sorry I shouldn't have asked..” she suddenly hugs me....

“It's alright...It's been a long time afterall.. and since the day you entered my life.... You've made me move on from the past.You made me happy Erina”

“I have done well then?”

“Done well on what?”

“Hehe” she held my hand.. while she kisses my forehead, she says the words that I never thought would come out from a woman“I love you,████... That's why, I'm gonna make you happy until the end of my life”

-End

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