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I know the ACOTAR community is not very open to multi shipping. When I looked at your page, I saw your Koschei art. I 'd like to know your thoughts on koschelain
Hi anon!
I personally am an Elucien Truther, they're my OTP for me.
That being said...
I cannot deny that a Koschlain ship would be very intriguing! A death being with a fae of healing and life? The dark and light motif? I know Feysand is supposed to be Hades and Persephone, but Koschlain would be perfect for that part! If Elain was going to end up with a shadow daddy and have a darker story, I could see Koachlain being the way.
Elain Archeron is a senior university student and a ballet prodigy. Her university program is able to secure one of the most popular foreign performers to instruct their dancers in one-on-one tutoring. Koschei Lamort is ambitious, cold, and calculating...but something about Elain seems to bring this king of the stage to his knees.
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Summary: Only a fool would expect a god to uphold their promises.
Elain Archeron is no fool
Note: This started as feysand filth and when I mentioned it to @velidewrites, she very big-brained suggested I switch it to koschlain.
TW for dubious consent. If you read it, thats on you. | Read on AO3
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Breathing hard, Elain Archeron tried not to think about her predicament.
Naked.
Tied to what felt like a rather hard stone surface, her legs splayed wide, arms tied up over her head. Sheโd struggled for what felt like hoursโuntil her wrists were bloodied and her body chafed. It did no good. Her restraints were magic and unless the person whoโd created them willed her free, Elain was stuck as she was.ย
She couldnโt even ask. Her mouth was bound in cloth, her eyes covered so she couldnโt see. Terrified as she was, Elain couldnโt pretend her predicament wasnโt of her own making. Sheโd made a deal with the wind days after coming out of the cauldron.
It had whispered so sweetly in her ear, promising to make her human if only she was their eyes and ears. Listen to private conversations, whisper it back when no one was around. Elain had done as she was told and this was what sheโd gotten for her trouble.
The sound of boots echoing around her stilled her heart. The steps were deliberately slow to draw out her fear, her torment. Against her better judgment, Elain began writhing again which earned her a dark chuckle in response.
โPrettier than I imagined,โ the dark, disembodied voice murmured.ย
What did you imagine? She couldnโt ask. Elain didnโt realize he was close enough to touch her until she felt a leather gloved finger slide up her thigh. Elain shivered, jerking once again for all the good it did. She barely moved an inch at all. That finger was, just like everything else, torturously slow as it made its way further up her leg.
It paused at the seam of her thigh.
โI can hear your heart,โ the dark voice whispered, โbeating through stone.โ
Elain screamed through the fabric, the sound muffled. He only chuckled.ย
โI like the sound of that,โ he admitted, taking what felt like a truly massive hand to push her legs wider. Her scream became a whimper as she wondered what he was going to do to her. She knew, of courseโknew the intent behind stripping her to nothing and spreading her outโbut there were so many things he could do in between having his way with her.
The not knowing only heightened her fear.ย
โI hope youโll forgive me for this, in time,โ he continued, squeezing her flesh lightly. Her body responded to the closeness of his fingers, the whispered air that ghosted over her exposed cunt. Elain swallowed hard, leaning her head back until it touched the stone slab she was resting atop of.ย
Iโll never forgive you.
He chuckled again.
โIโve been watching you, Elain Archeron. I admit, you were nothing but a convenient little pawn to me. At first. But youโve become so much more. They trust you. I trust you.โ
Elain squeezed her eyes shut, ignoring the way his hands were sliding up her thighs, closer and closer to meeting in the middle. Hadnโt she wanted him to trust her?ย
Hadnโt she worked harder than she needed to, slipping into spaces she didnโt belong, making friends with servants who gossiped, ingratiating herself with Rhysโ inner circle until they trusted her implicitly?ย
And she knew who was touching her, though Elain didnโt want to admit it. Sheโd kept her whispered bargain a secret from everyoneโeven her sister, who could read her mindโincluding herself in some ways. Elain had never let herself truly think about what she was doing or who she was betraying.
In that way, she could still hold on to being a good person.ย
โYour human remarried,โ the dark voice murmured just as one of those gloved fingers spread her cunt open wider. โDid you know that?โ
Elain turned her head. She hadnโt known. It had all been for nothing, then. She'd made a bargain with a death god for a man who wouldn't even wait. Who'd left her behind like garbage. Anger pooled in her gut.
โIt's been three years. Heโs forgotten youโฆbut you still cling to him. I mean to make you forget.โ
Take my memories, she pleaded silently, trying not to think about what was happening between her legs. There was some sort of excruciatingly slow exploration happening from a creature that knew it had all the time in the world.ย
โYour anger is potent,โ he sighed. Was it his thumb drawing indolent circles against her cunt. Elain felt the shallow dip of a leather finger into her body, drawing forth slick heat that humiliated her. She didnโt want to enjoy thisโher body was its own animal, acting outside of her control. โI want to taste it.โ
No!ย
There was nothing but that whispering wind, too cold to feel comfortable as it trailed over her breasts, teasing sensitive, exposed nipples. Elain struggled vainly, though she and the man between her legs both knew it was fruitless.ย
โI mean to make you my queen,โ he whispered, his breath warm against her thigh. Elain jerked, again, for nothing. His tongue pressed flat against her skin, licking up, up, upโ
โDonโt you want revenge?โ
Elain didnโt know what she wanted. Sometimes she indulged herself in dark fantasiesโbegging Nesta to drag Hybern from the grave so she could make him suffer as she had. Of watching everyone around her get the life theyโd always dreamed of while she was trapped in a body that she hadnโt chosen. She wanted to feel safe in her skin again, wanted to feel alive as she must have once. She'd forgotten how that felt. Everything had been ripped from her.ย
Stripped of the life sheโd wanted so desperately.
Itโs unfair, she thought, a tear sliding from the corner of her eye. What did it say about her that the first time she cried since sheโd been unceremoniously stolen from her bed was when she thought about how her sisters were getting the lives theyโd always wanted? And not about the creature kneeling between her legs, breathing on her cunt? Surely there was some other way. Some other path.
โIt is unfair,โ he murmured, proving he could hear her thoughts. โThey treat you so abhorrentlyโฆlike an afterthought. Like youโre nothing but an ornament. But youโre notโฆare you?โ
No, she thought, another tear slipping down her cheek.
โThey use you and then discard you,โ he continued, kissing the very bottom of her cunt. Elain shivered from the intimacy of the touch. โI would unleash you.โ
How?ย
He didnโt respond, that tongue that had once teased over her cold skin now finding a home between her legs. His mouth was hot, like flames licking over her as he took his time. It was languid the way he licked up the center of her body, swirling over her clit before returning down the same path.
Elain whimpered, unsure if she hated it or she liked it. It was wrongโso, so wrong. Was he making her want it? Elain thrashed, trying to extend her legs so she could kick him in the face. He only laughed, that tongue dipping into her body with a heady groan.ย
โThat rageโฆitโs potent,โ he murmured, sliding his tongue into her body a second time. โThe taste is divine.โ
Elain couldnโt move, was pinned to that slab and forced to endure the slow torment of his mouth. He was unhurried, teasing around her clit without touching, or using his fingers to press against her entrance as if heโd go further only to draw back. The cold air blew against the heat of his mouth, keeping Elain confused and off balanced.
She couldnโt get comfortable, couldnโt get used to the sensations so she could block them out. As consequence, her mind traced every little touch which seemed to only heighten the pleasure she didnโt want to feel, which she suspected was the point.ย
He pulled back, using his thumb to draw lazy circles over her clit as arousal flared bright in her lower belly.
โWhy are you fighting me?โ he asked, his voice breathless with excitement. โYou know who I amโฆwhat I am.โ
Elain shook her head back and forth, still blinded to everything around her, still rendered mute by the cloth pressed tight over her mouth. She didnโt want to know anything.
He sighed, clearly disappointed if the click of his tongue against the roof of his mouth was any indication. He returned to her body, though all the slowness was gone. He was determined, it seemed, to pull the reaction from her that he wanted. To hold her strings like his puppet and make her dance.
Just like everyone else. Elain felt her anger building just as surely as her arousal, drawing her higher and higher as his teeth scraped against delicate skin. There was nothing nice, nothing polite about what he was doing now. It was a show of force, of dominance. Fingers plunged into her body, one after the other until Elain was stretched so painfully around him it made her ache. His tongue stayed on her clit, swirling and sucking loud enough she could hear the obscene sounds echoing from the stone.
The pain was its own distraction. When he began pumping those three fingers into her body, Elain hissed as she arched her hips into the air to try and escape the onslaught.
โTake it,โ he ordered, his voice edged roughly. โThis is what you like.โ
I hate you!
He only laughed, sucking her clit into his mouth so roughly that Elain screamed around the cloth again.ย
He laughed again.ย
Elain didnโt enjoy itโshe repeated it over and over in her mind, even as her hips jerked of their own accord, rolling into the rhythmic thrusting of his fingers and the heady warmth of his tongue. This wasnโt what Graysen had done. Heโd been soft, heโd been kind, heโdโ
โHe didnโt make you feel anything,โ the creature between her legs all but snarled. โHe chose someone else. You mean nothing to him.โ
Elain tried to kick again, despite how her legs were bent, feet flailing helplessly in the air. Sheโd done everything for Gray, and where had it gotten her. Tied spread eagle in a madmanโs palace while he licked her cunt.ย
His tongue moved faster, up and down the length of her as he fucked her with his fingers. Elain was barreling toward release and nothing was stopping it. Her mind might not love what he did, but her body was desperate, moving of its own accord even when she forced herself to stop. He knew it, licking and sucking until Elain couldnโt keep it to herself.
Sheโd told herself sheโd just come quietly. That sheโd swallow the scream clawing at her throat, that she wouldnโt let herself clench around him.
She screamed anyway. Loud enough it felt like there was nothing covering her mouth, the sound echoing through the whole world. It felt primalโshe heard the rage. He heard it, too, drinking it down as Elain lost herself to the unspooling pleasure.
Sheโd only ever finished around her own fingers, hidden beneath blankets in the dead of the night. Elain had wanted to with Gray, but sheโd been so nervous and heโd been so quick that there hadnโt been time.ย
Theyโd never had the chance to try again.ย
For a moment, the bliss of shattering silenced the screaming in her mind. She forgot who was touching her or why, forgot that she was tied up. The pleasure was so intense it nearly drew forth a visionโElain felt the magic crowding against her vision, desperate to show her some terrible glimpse of the future she didnโt want to see.
Reality came crashing back all too soon. He was still at it, as if determined to take as much as he could get. Elainโs body liked the onslaught, cresting immediately toward that precipice before sheโd managed to catch her breath. She wiggled against himโeverything was painfully sensitive, though not so sensitive she couldnโt come again.
And she did, this time with a strangled cry that seemed to please him because finally he pulled back.
โYour cunt is the prettiest shade of pink Iโve ever seen,โ he murmured, sounding as though heโd run a marathon. She felt him wipe his wet fingers over her thighs before turning to lick it right back up. โIโll have a dress made for you.โ
Elain jerked her whole body like a child throwing a temper tantrum. She hadnโt realized heโd waved away the gag until her voice exploded, hoarse and unused, from her throat. โI donโt want anything from you.โ
โMy pretty little liar,โ he murmured, rising to his feet. Those same gloved hands slid up her body, twisting her nipples painfully before they reached for the edge of the blindfold. โThis is part of the game, isnโt it?โ
โThere is no game,โ she informed him, hating how she could still feel the aftershocks of two orgasms rocking through her body.
She hated more how her cunt was mourning the loss of his fingers.ย
He pulled at the blindfold, allowing her to see both her surroundings and himself for the first time. Their eyes lockedโhis a solid black, devoid of the familiar white that would have made him look human.
He was otherworldly, his dark hair falling over his face to drape against his shoulders. A spiking, onyx crown gleamed like vicious knives in the flickering torchlight hanging overhead. Beautiful in a way no human or faerie could ever be. Power radiated from his powerful form, swirling around her in the form of that cold wind.
โYouโre the sweet little lady, are you not?โ he questioned, cocking his head as his lips pulled upward with an amused smile. โEver prim, ever proper. Little Elain would never ever hurt someone's feelings.โ
His words mocked her.ย
Elain glared, drinking in the pale skin that looked as if it hadnโt seen the sun in a milenia, the cut of his cheekbones that gave him such an imperious look, the power of his jaw, the largeness of his body.
Koschei the deathless.ย
โWe had a deal,โ Elain whispered. This had never been part of it.
He shrugged. โI am not bound by the rules of the fae. I can lie,โ he said, wrinkling his nose as if the thought of honoring his word was distasteful. โWhy would I destroy perfection?โ
โPlease,โ she whispered. โIโll do anything.โ
โCareful,โ he replied before snapping her fingers. The wind around her contorted her body in a rush of air, pressing against her ribs as the restraints around her forced her to the ground, kneeling before him. Her hands were restrained behind her back, tied to her ankles so there was no escape save for just falling on her side.ย
He reached for her chin, holding it gently. โPlease,โ she whispered again.
โIt is I who will do anything you ask,โ he informed her, pushing her face away as he reached for the dark trousers he wore. โAnd you who will give the commands. I who will lead our armies while you tell me where to place them. And together, we will bring ruin to this world.โ
Elain turned her head when he pulled out his cock, well aware of what he expected her to do. He only laughed, as if the entire thing amused him, but she was determined she would not do anything before he agreed to make her human again.
He turned her head forcefully, making her look at the thick, large appendage staring her down. โOpen.โ
โIโโ
She lacked the experience to know better than to try and talk back. He forced himself through her lips, gripping the top of her head to keep her from rearing back.ย
โIt doesnโt have to be like this,โ he whispered, the words punctuated by a groan. โI want to serve you. It pains me to see you on your knees, debased in this way.โ
Elain had no experience doing this sort of thing. Graysen had merely penetrated her in the ways she expected, and Elainโs knowledge around sucking came from conversations she overheard and from some of the books sheโd read. It didnโt seem hard, save for how far back he pushed. Elain drooled around him as she adjusted her jaw to fit him.
She knew what he was doing. He was trying to break her down. To make her beg. Elain gagged softly around him, which only seemed to frenzy him. His grip in her hair tightened as he thrust, using her as though she were nothing of consequence. Just long enough she was growing a little frightened heโd forget she was a living thing at all.
He pulled back, withdrawing himself so strings of saliva connected them.ย
โFuck,โ he whispered, snapping his fingers. Elainโs restraints vanished, as did the small dungeon she realized sheโd been held in. Blinking as she scrambled to her feet, Elain found herself standing in a bedroom a mere second later.ย
โYou make me feel alive again,โ he informed her, pants pulled back up over his hips. Had that been magic, too? Elain didnโt move as he prowled toward her, grabbing her face roughly between long, still-gloved fingers. Lowering his face, he placed a vicious, claiming kiss against her lips.
Elain reached for the tops of his arms to shove him away, fingers curling over muscle. She didnโt shove, though. She merely held him there, nails digging through the black fabric until he groaned.
โThatโs what I want,โ he whispered, dropping his forehead against her own. โUse me as you wish.โ
She slapped him hard, the ring on her pointer finger cutting across his lip. Their eyes met as he realized what sheโd done. It had only just caught up with Elain, too. Sheโd slapped a death god across the face.
He could snap his fingers and end her life if he wanted to. He reached forward, faster than her eyes could track, to grip her by the throat.
โDid that feel good?โ
โYes,โ she whispered, half scared, half aroused. โI hate you.โ
โLiar,โ he replied, lips ghosting over hers as his fingers squeezed tighter. She could still breathe, but he controlled it. He controlled everything.ย
Using his hold on her neck, Koschei shoved Elain to the bed before prowling toward her. She managed to scramble back just a little before he grabbed her ankle and dragged her back.ย
โYou asked me to remake you,โ he snarled, using magic to hold her still so she could watch him undress. Elain didnโt bother trying to fight him, too curious about his word. โBegged me to and yet you would reject immortality?โ
Elain couldnโt even argue his point. What was she holding on to? โImmortality?โ she asked softly as he revealed a sculpted chest inch by inch. โYouโve lied about everything else.โ
โNot this,โ he breathed, pants falling to the ground. He was wholly nakedโwonderfully soโand Elain was still lying there, propped up only by her elbows.
โProve it,โ she demanded. โYouโre a liar.โ
That amused him. Crawling onto the bed so he could kneel between her thighs, he cocked his head so all that dark hair spilled to one broad shoulder. โImmortality hurts.โ
โSo did the cauldron,โ she replied with more fierceness than she felt. โI survived.โ
โThat you did,โ he murmured, caressing her face. โI could make it pleasurable. Could unmake you while you screamed around my cock.โ
Elain only stared at him, ignoring his fingers that caressed her bared breasts. โIn exchange for what?โ
He chuckled. โWhy are you fighting me?โ
โYou stole me out of my bed,โ she reminded him. โTied me upโโ
โGave you pleasure beyond your wildest imagination,โ he finished, triumph gleaming in those lightless eyes. โSwore to make you my queen.โ
โQueen,โ she repeated slowly as those fingers made their way toward her neck. โNot queen consort.โ
โYour vengeance is mine,โ he breathed, squeezing again as he lowered his body against her own. โYour will, my will.โ
โSwear it,โ she ordered, holding his gaze. "Make me your equal."
โEven though I lie?โ
โ
Swear anyway,โ she said, knowing full well trusting a liar was a mistake.ย
โIn this, you can trust me. I swear,โ he said, cock lined up against her cunt. Elain didnโt have time to take a breath before he plunged himself into her, causing her to cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure. At the same time, air poured through her nose, chilling her body from the inside out.
Elainโs body jerked upward, unable to cope with the onslaught of sensations. Balanced on the edge of a knife, Elain could feel him thrusting into her as the magic worked its way through her blood just as the magic of the cauldron had once done.
Only this time, Elain wasnโt alone. She wasnโt drowningโshe wasnโt drying. It felt like living. Every feeling was intensifiedโlike falling in love, like a broken heart. Elain laughed breathlessly as her sharp senses intensified and vision after vision flitted behind her eyes. The wind picked up, warm and soft to drive away the chill. The images were fleetingโof flames and shadows, of fear, and death, and life, and rebirth.ย
Koschei the Deathless would wreck destruction but ElainโฆElain would remake life itself. Elain looked up through hazy eyes, her vision strangely clouded.
โBeautiful,โ Koschei murmured, a triumphant smile crowning his face. โAbsolutely beautiful.โ
โI feelโฆโ Elain exhaled as the pain subsided, reminding her of the pleasure that had faded to the background. Whatever magic he woveโor, perhaps he was simply good with his cockโhad
Elain panting before she could truly come to grips with the body she found herself in. โI feel alive.โ
โYou are alive,โ he breathed, pressing his mouth to her neck. Sharp teeth scraped delicate skin, drawing a soft moan from her throat. โNo one can take anything from you ever again. Do you feel it? Feel your power?โ
โI do,โ she agreed, fingers fisting the silken black sheets beneath her. โThe power to restart.โ
โRevenge, first, my dark queen,โ he murmured, licking up the column of her throat. โThey donโt deserve to live in your paradise.โ
โNo,โ she agreed, dragging her nails down the muscular ridges of his back.ย
โTell me you hate me,โ he demanded.
โNo.โ
โTell me youโre mine,โ he demanded, those fingers back around her neck.ย
โIโm yours,โ Elain managed, pleasure washing over her. She was so closeโclose to everything sheโd ever wanted. And as her new power began to slip through her blood, mending all the cracked parts of her soul, Elain felt peace for the first time maybe in her life. No more pretending, no more showing everyone what they wanted to see. No more making herself small, letting herself be touched by those who would harm her.
โThere you are,โ Koschei whispered, when their eyes met. โI have been waiting centuries for you.โ
Elain reached for the crown atop his head, held by some kind of absurd magic, and tossed it across the room. The deathless god threw his head back and laughed, rising upward while pulling her into his lap. They were still connected, his cock still lodged in her body as his thrusting slowed.ย
Fisting his hair, Elain kissed him. Not as his victim, or his captive, but as his ruination. He groaned, gripping her hips to bounce her over his cock until he was breathless and desperate. He didnโt know, too lost to his own pleasure, his own plans, to realize he no longer held any power. Not over her. Heโd made her his equal.
In Elainโs perfect world, there was no death. Only beautiful, everlasting, incandescent life.ย
Koschei pulled back to look at her. โYou have given me everything,โ she whispered, wondering if he knew that one day, sheโd step over his lifeless body with a smile.
He didnโt know. Her own magic pulled, telling her the truth of the matter. She could see his rotting face smiling at her with bleached bones and hollow, bird-picked eyes. The future was clear to her now. No longer a puzzle but a complete picture.ย
He slammed her against him roughly, and Elain came with a cry. Her nails dug sharply into his shoulder, though no blood welled from the wounds. He was immortalโand for now, she couldnโt hurt him.
He came, too, filling her with come that dripped down her thighs to pool between them. He couldnโt speak, could scarcely breathe, tucking her against him like she was precious. Like she was fragile.
Like she wasnโt a knife in the dark.
ย Elain sighed, wind ruffling her hair. From across the room, she saw her own beautiful face staring back at her, reflected in a large mirror. Her once brown eyes had become a whiteless gray, clouded like a storm over the sea.ย
No light. No dark. No death.ย
Did he know, she wondered? Did he know what she'd seen all those years before? The means to destroying him kept secret from everyone but her own tightly guarded mind. Her careful planning, the betrayal of her friends, her family, her very world. Would he guess, someday? Would he ever to stop to think how easy it was to pull her from her once carefully guarded existence? How he'd seen only what he wanted, just like the rest of them?ย
Did he think he'd broken her, bent her to his will? Or would he realize when his bones turned to ash, and the same wind she'd been whispering to carried him away. It was her favorite fantasy, lulling her to sleep night after night- and had ever since she'd emerged from the Cauldron.
The Lady of the Lake (welsh name: Arglwyddes y Llyn) is a character of Arthurian legend. Different writers give her different names. Her roles include giving King Arthur his sword, Excalibur, taking Arthur to Camelot after the Battle of Camlann, raising Lancelot after the death of his father, and of enchanting Merlin. She is called Nimue, Viviane, Elaine, Niniane, Nyneve or Nimueh, amongst others.