Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
His eyes are wide, untethered, trembling as his hand slides up my side. His lips, so tempting and vile, part as if in a trance, as if I’ve gained some leverage in this betrayal of my own skin. And then–
“Samson saw me in your dreams.” He tips my head back, light as a feather. “Said some were chaste, and others . . . less so.”
Heat rushes to my cheeks, and I scoff. “Oh, so he lies to you too.”
“Perhaps. But you’re awfully flushed right now, aren’t you?” He traces a path along my lips, rapt as they part like legs beneath him. “Embarrassed. Angry. So worked up, all for me.” He leans into my neck, and I arch, letting him bite. “It’s . . . interesting. Attractive, even.”
_
Smut of Chapter Five of King's Cage
Never Yours, But Never Mine - beforeIlearnedcivility - Red Queen Series - Victoria Aveyard [Archive of Our Own]
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Mareven Role Swap Update (Mare and Iris have a chat)
Lyric from Glory and Gore by Lorde
Nominee for Best Fanfiction and Best Alternate Universe in the Red Queen Awards
In war, healers are the first to die.
House Skonos stood tall and proud before the Newblood uprising, a noble house that served the highest titles in the land. Their head would heal the king himself, easing wrinkles and gray hairs for all his days. Mother liked to grumble about it in the mirror.
Then came the mutations.
Their sister house, Blonos, was able to flee. As their ability was to heal themselves, they thought they had nothing to fear when the rats came pounding at their door. But one arm was grabbed, then another, the life force draining from their skin. Leechers, they were called. House Carver, they named themselves.
Skonos healed others.
They could not heal themselves.
_
Mareven Role Swap AU where Newbloods rule, Reds are still oppressed, and Silvers exist in a hazy space in between
Newblood Queen - Chapter 57 - beforeIlearnedcivility - Red Queen Series - Victoria Aveyard [Archive of Our Own]
Her hands slide against his skin, pressing at muscles and dragging against fat.
Cal's face is bright white, flushed against Mare's inspection of his body. It's curious, searching, and insanely slow. It drives his brain up a wall, alights his spine and churns a deep fire in his stomach.
Those brown hands dance up his torso, brace against his pectorals, then slide up along his neck to twirl and tug into the hair pressing against his neck. It's grown too long for his taste, it gets in his face and revolts against his attempts to pin it back. Cal comes more and more tempted to sheer it all off by the day.
But then Mare's fingers are wrapping through it, twirling the locks around her fingers and giving gently tugs that smart ever so slightly against his skull and knock his brain out of place. His breaths come out airy and his chest shudders. His fingers twitch against her thighs framing his hips, pressing into rich brown skin that vibrates with barely contained electricity.
Her fingers deftly pass over his jaw, brushing against the stubble coming in. Then light sparks cause his lips to twitch as she pulls her thumb along his bottom lip. They must be deep gray, he can feel the blood flushing his face as his heart thumps quickly in his chest. Especially as she leans forward, brushing her own lips against his jaw.
He pants as she moves back down to his neck, mouth ghosting along his skin. Her hands drag back down his torso, taking his hips firmly and letting sparks dance along the nerves.
His legs twitch and jerk, his lower abdomen muscles tensing. He moves his own hands up along her to work out the residual electric pulses. His hands ghost along her breast, then along her shoulders before pressing fingers into the lean muscle lining her arms. Freckles dust along nearly every inch of her, condensing along her shoulders, before running up her neck to form a galaxy along her checks.
They bunch around her nose, stark against the deep reddish brown of her flushed face.
Mare takes to flicking at his nerves with small sparks as she continues her exploration of his body, he jumps and pants against each particular jolt along his muscles. She settles over his pectorals and giggles childishly as they jerk lightly against the stimulation.
"Oh, is this funny to you?" He asks lightheartedly, he feels lightheaded and his pupils must be absolutely blown wide.
She grins, bearing sharp canines, and he feels his heart seize beneath it, blood rushing through his body. Then she's dragging those electric hands up and along his shoulders, before sweeping back to his neck and wrapping those thick fingers into the hairs at the back of his neck. The soft jolts against his brain-stem should terrify him, should dislodge the primal instincts still ingrained in them and have him jerking away. Instead he lulls against, whimpering as her mouth presses at his jaw, those electric currents flooding her body splitting along the mentalis muscles.
"Maybe just a little," She says, breath brushing against his ear, then a mischievous jolt finally does have his brain snapping back into place as she leans back, and he frowns up at her. She smiles broadly down at him, checks and shoulders absolutely flushed, they make the dark freckles stand out broader.
A single, electric finger presses right above his naval, than slowly drags up his body in a slow path. His muscles twitch, jerking beneath her slight touch.
He arches beneath her softly, hips bracing against the mattress to press his torso up into her touch. The arch of red, of early dawn light, cutting across his exposed throat. Her finger dipping into the drop off at the top of his sternum, then it travels up along his neck, ghosting over his adam's apple and through the blazing line.
Cal falls way beneath her, letting his brain slip completely into the sensation of her ability splitting gently along his muscles. Happy to loll into her touch as she explores his skin at her leisure well into the rising morning and the soft shift into the noon.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
"Even my mother could not cut the memory away. Even she could not make me forget, no matter how I begged her to. I wanted her to take the pain from me, and she tried so many times. Instead, it always got worse." - Maven Calore, King's Cage, pg.170
or
Maven Calore drowns in his grief and asks his mother to remove his love for a dead boy.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
An AU fic where the world of the Red Queen (2015) Saga is flipped - Reds rule over the land on the throne, and Silvers form part of a secret society/rebellion aiming to change the way the world works and give a future to the Silver populace.
Mare Barrow is the eldest princess of Norta - only a few months away from turning eighteen, her duty as a princess is slowly catching up with her: her duty to marry a Prince.
Maven Calore is the second son of the secret Silver society fighting tooth and nail for a future for their people - a society that isn't afraid to take things to the extreme if it was necessary.
But soulmates have a special way of finding each other in every universe.
so excited to share the first EVER shade chapter for this longfic... ive been yearning to write his pov because hes so deliciously angsty
this is also my entry for rqbingo2026's Family prompt! :)
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality✓ Free Actions
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
My lips tug, empty. She’s so predictable, so reckless, so unearthly and alive in a way that makes my blood pound. She’ll fail soon enough. And once I have her, I’ll never let her go.
Until we meet again.
My pen taps the next name on the list, the house she’s sure to go to next. The Marchers, their file reads, a husband and wife with one child to their name. One child that has no blood marker, no file, who will be an orphan by the time we raid the house. Unless . . .
My pen slips, staining the page. It’s a terrible idea. A terrible crime. But what’s another life for a chance to get her back? What’s another life, for a chance to be truly loved?
I grit my teeth. Nothing. Nothing at all. Not when I’ve already crossed the line. My fist clenches around the pen, enough to make my bones ache. An ink stain won’t show if it’s stained with blood.
_
Until We Meet Again - beforeIlearnedcivility - Red Queen Series - Victoria Aveyard [Archive of Our Own]
