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just a little brain child I couldn’t shake off. Set a few years after ACOSF.

“What the fuck was that, Nesta!” Cassian snapped at her the way he only did when pure terror was coursing through his veins. Posture tense, fists clenched at his side, chest puffed out in that undeniably general-esque way of his. A stance and expression and throaty growl that brought fully grown Illyrian warriors to their knees.

But there was only one reason Nesta went to her knees in front of Cassian, and respecting his bullshit attempt to give her the general stare down was not that reason.

“I made the right call,” she shrugged, loosening a clip to slide the dagger buckled to her bicep down. “A little help?” She motioned to the intricate series of loops and fastenings that kept Ataraxia firmly sheathed down the column of her spine.

“The right call?” Cassian wretched his own twin blades easily off his back, wings splaying out to tear the buckles open.

“Showoff,” Nesta muttered.

“This isn’t funny.”

“I’m not laughing.” Nesta stared at him. “Im waiting for you to help me with my sword. Or do I need to find someone else?”

Cassian’s long legged stride ate up the meters of carpet between them in four strides. His hand raising to the side of her neck, head shaking in exasperation as his large thumb carefully stroked the column of her throat. “You could have died, Nes.”

“Yeah,” she nodded. “It’s a war, Cass.”

Cassian heaved a breath in, lungs filling with Nesta - crackling flames and honey toasted almonds. What would he do if he had to live the rest of eternity without that scent in his lungs?

“Hey,” Nesta said, a touch more gently. The ice-dipped flames in her eyes blinked out and were replaced with a brilliant, clear blue. She placed her hand on top of his, moving it down from her throat to the centre of her chest, just over her left breast. She took a deep breath in time with him and held his palm against her skin until the rhythm of their hearts slowed into one even beat. Not two hearts beating in sync with each other, but one single organ responsible for the lifeblood of two mates. “It’s ok. I’m safe. I’m right here.”

Cassian swallowed, nodding once before letting his forehead rest on hers. Golden-brown eyes ringed with emerald blinked slowly in time with blue-grey ones. So close their eyelashes fluttered against each other.

“You aren’t allowed to die before me,” Cassian whispered.

Nesta snorted in her attempt to cover up a laugh. “I do not remember agreeing to that.”

“It’s only fair,” he muttered. “I had to live 500 years without you.”

“That absolutely does not count,” Nesta scoffed. “I wasn’t even alive. And it’s not as if you were sitting around like a monk pining for your potential mate.”

“It counts,” Cassian nodded his head against hers. “I always knew something was missing. Someone.”

“Cute,” Nesta shrugged, “still doesn’t count.”

Cassian smirked, hands coming to wrap around Nesta’s waist. He let him thumbs wander naturally to the dimples on her lower spine, where she seemed to carry all the tension of Ataraxia’s massive weight. Slowly working relieving circles through the muscles. “Should we make a bargain?”

Nesta laughed out loud, forehead falling forward onto Cassian’s chest as she keened into her mate’s touch. “You really don’t get enough credit for how funny you are.”

“I’ve been saying that for centuries.” Still rubbing her back, Cassian rested his chin on her head and breathed her in once again. “I want the opposite of Rhys and Feyre’s bargain.” Nesta stilled. “I want you to promise me that you will keep living, even if it is without me.” Nesta’s mouth opened to argue, but Cassian continued speaking over her. “A few decades, even a few centuries … it isn’t enough time, Nesta. I love you, and I will always love you, but if something happened to me.” He swallowed, “Just promise me that you would still live. Not just survive, live.”

“I can’t promise that,” she whispered into his chest. “But I can promise that I will keep going. And that I will try.” She shrugged, the motion lifting his chin. “That’s the best I can do.” It was far more than she could have promised before the first war they saw together.

“Thank you,” Cassian whispered, pressing a kiss into her hair.

“It would be pointless to ask the same of you, wouldn’t it?”

Cassian took a deep breath in, “I’ve had my time, love.”

Nesta did not argue with him this time. She knew exactly what he meant. He had time to experience life, to learn and grow. To be young and reckless, to be wise and respected. He had time.

Nesta had survived so much, and lived so little.

Amidst the Madness Chapter 4

Wanted to get this one out for the final day of @nestaarcheronweek

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55268251/chapters/140863876

Teaser:

“I believe Rhys promised not to take her back to Velaris,” Azriel’s voice was as close to enraged as she had ever heard the usually polite male. “You should word your bargains more carefully, Cassian.”

“It wasn’t a bargain,” Cassian kept his eyes on her as he spoke to Azriel. “I was under the impression we were all trying to trust each other.” Now he flicked his eyes to the other male, “at least for the duration of the war.”

Azriel shrugged, “I don’t trust quite as easily as Rhys. It’ll take more than a few calculated words and some battle skill to win me over.” Nesta rather thought that should have been her line.

Covered in the Colours

Cassian week Day 4 - Lover

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30357864/chapters/146727361

Cassian didn't ask her to elaborate. Didn't even look up from the reports scattered on the low table in front of him. He only stroked his thumb along the curve of her ankle. "I’ve always known. I was dreaming of you before you were even born, Nes." 

Alright everyone, enjoy the one pain-free day I have for you (explicit ... because I only come with 2 settings: pain and horny.)

this is precious omg 🥺 I loved it

Dad’s birthday

Nessian month - Prompt: what did I do to deserve you?

Domestic Fluff  ||  Words: 1,667  ||  A03 link 

Tagging: it’s not the full life of Nessian kids, but it’s what I’ve got so far!! @imsointobooks @irenethaleia @bookstantrash @saltydreamcollector @azrielsgirl @gwynrielsupremacist @arinbelle @silvernesta​

Cassian was still asleep, but they should hurry up anyway.

Nesta hated waking up early, yet she had gotten out of bed, rushed to the kids’ rooms and made sure they were all prepared to finish up every detail for Cassian’s good-morning surprise before he woke up. And Cassian loved waking up early.

“Bregan, please, make sure your sister doesn’t fall.”

Nesta didn’t look up from the cake or the chocolate ganache she was spilling over it, but through the corner of her eye she could tell her oldest son was falling asleep once again in the opposite side of the kitchen island. Nesta marked with a pinch of pride how gracefully Bregan was keeping his equilibrium on the stool while one of his hands prevented his sister from falling down.

The baby, in the other hand, was playfully shaking a stuffed animal, perfectly awake. Olympia swayed mimicking its movement, clapping her hands off-rhythm.

“Are you sure you don’t need help with that, mom?” Bregan’s eyes were only half open. Just like Nesta, he hated being awakened so early in the morning. He and his brother had spent the day before hiking with Cassian to bring their father to the point of exhaustion and buy themselves some more time today to bake the birthday cake.

Of course, the hours walking through valleys had had their toll on them as well. Her sons weren’t trained soldiers, but barely teenagers, and the promise of unlimited chocolate today was probably the only thing that made them get out of bed so early.

Nesta considered waiting until she was done with the cake to wake them up, but she needed help watching the girls while she cooked. Also, she knew Bregan good enough to anticipate he would need time to wake. They were the same in that sense.

“Yes honey, just watch Oly for me while I finish this.” They had to whisper so Cassian didn’t hear the three of them in the kitchen from their bedroom on the floor above.

Bregan’s hair was a mess of dark brown strands. Nesta frowned. He was 16 now, he should know to brush his hair or at least be a little more tidy for his father’s birthday. It didn’t matter that all of them were wearing their pajamas… on the contrary, it made the appearance of their hair all more crucial.

Stretching over the cake in dangerous balance, she tried to make it better with her hand.

“Mom!” He complained. His sleepy voice made a rooster, to which Olympia answered with a laugh. That sound was music to Nesta’s ears, and it inevitably made her go soft. Maybe Bregan’s hair was okay, and not everything had to be oh so perfect.

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For a nessian prompt can you do a secret dating one

here's the nessian secret dating 😉 I hope y'all like it

YOU CAN STAY, EVEN IF IT'S JUST TONIGHT

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Nesta let out a high-pitched moan when she felt Cassian's cock collide with that spot that made her see stars, tightening the sheets of the bed she was stretched out on, staring at the ceiling while whimpers came out of her mouth, arching her spine as she screamed the name of her lover.

She knew she had little left to reach the much sought-after orgasm, just as she knew her secret lover was.

Cassian and Nesta had been secretly seeing each other for 2 years.

Although every time they saw each other, kissed or made love, it was as if it were the first time.

The fact that they couldn't be together was a problem though.

Cassian's cock throbbed violently inside Nesta, sending waves of pleasure towards her clit, which was being treated with veneration by Cass's hands, causing spasms of pleasure to run through the girl's entire body.

She detected Cassian hitting her sweet spot for the last time, causing her to fall into a bottomless pit of pleasure and enjoyment, falling and falling and falling.

She wished that would last forever.

As her walls narrowed in the powerful orgasm, Cassian fell off the edge as well, growling against her lover's neck to muffle his cries of pleasure.

They were sweaty and pleased by the satisfaction they offered, but it was never enough.

It never was.

Cassian came out of her, being careful not to overstimulate her, because after that overwhelming orgasm, her body was fucking sensitive.

Pulling up the sheets to cover her naked and sweaty body, she watched sadly as Cassian began to dress, looking everywhere in the room except where she was.

She knew he hated this as much as she did.

Nesta's husband, an overbearing millionaire named Eris, did not welcome his wife being left alone in the mansion, so he hired private security.

Sure, Eris didn't assume his wife would fall in love with his bodyguard.

Nesta shifted in the sheets, laying these on her bare breasts, while she brought her body closer to his, slowly kissing his bare shoulder.

"Eris won't be coming until tomorrow afternoon… You can stay, even if it's just tonight…" she whispered against his skin. She hated to think that their relationship always went that way, trying to get no one to see them.

How bad was it that they loved each other? How horrendous was it?

Nesta knew so. She must be faithful to her husband, that was what they had all told her.

However, she couldn't bear to think of another man other than Cassian touching her.

No man knew her body like Cassian.

He was silent, looking at the shoes that were in the other corner of the room, dropped anyway.

Nesta knew that he wanted to stay with her. If it were up to her, she would send everything to shit and they would both go to some desert island where their love would be received with good arms.

However, that only happened in movies.

Cassian turned, locking his hazel eyes with her gray ones.

He smiled slightly, nodding as he flopped down on the sheets, pulling Nesta towards him, the sheet being the only thing that separated the two lovers.

Nesta knew Cassian would keep the sheet over her body.

The need to touch, to love ...

It was too much.

Everything was too much.

Nesta lay on her side, letting Cassian hug her from behind, spooning her.

He brushed her blonde-brown hair away, slowly beginning to kiss the area, causing shivers to run down her sweaty, sore body.

"I love you so much ..." he whispered softly against her hair, licking Nesta's neck, nibbling at it playfully.

Nesta, in response, lowered the hand that held the blanket draped over her chest, and laid it on top of Cassian's, entwining her fingers with affection and love.

Cassian stopped kissing her whitish neck, burying his face into the crook of her neck, breathing deeply.

They both knew this adventure was not going to last much longer.

She couldn't help but feel her heart clenching at the thought.

When she heard Cassian's breathing turn even, she knew he was asleep.

She turned in her embrace, gazing at her lover's sleeping features with sadness as she ran her fingers over his chin, caressing slowly with deliberation.

Snuggling against her chest, her face well hidden in him, she whispered while kissing the hollow of his throat: "I love you too... Until the stars go out and there is nothing left but stardust, I will still love you..."

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