𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙳𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 , strap falling from shoulder. black material sheer with nothing beneath , the one he had gifted to her from trip to isles. she works on running brush through wet strands of brown and silver. it's hard not to let smirk take her features , knowing exactly what she's doing. it's a game she's come to love playing. seeing how far she can tease until he finally breaks. her face grows flush , the feeling of his eyes upon her as though he's devouring her whole. ❛ like what you see ? ❜ she stands , moving to join him on bed. she rests on her back beside him , her hues drinking him in. the sharpness of his jaw , the scar on his face. she plans to entice him further , her fingers following a path upwards on her own thighs. her touch is slow , tracing patterns on her skin. it's teasing herself just as much as it is him.

𝙸𝚁𝙴 𝙱𝚄𝚁𝙽𝚂 𝙼𝙴 , my face feels hot. there is no one able to get under my skin the way xaden does. my wingleader or not , i instantly stand taller to face him. my eyes locked on his , briefly distracted by the sharp features of his face. so what if he was hot ? i was sure the only reason he no longer wanted to kill me was because of the bond tethering us. i was stuck with him , for life. thanks a lot , tarin. in a reply i get a snarky huff from the dragon, a roll of my eyes. ❛ the last thing i need is you telling me what to do. ❜ if @ridorson wasn't going to help me train ? what did i need him for ? i didn't need another overbearing person in my life, dain had that plenty covered. really , what did imogen find in him ? as if the thought didn't make me jealous. distracted again , by the what if of what it would be like to have those hands on me. my body betrays me , heart over head. i hate it , nearly as much as i hate him.

a whimper is the next sound , my body trembling. i ache , desperate for more as my hips follow against the movement of his fingers. xaden , please. my body heats , tight like a spring , searching for that release.

❛ if you just give me more time . . . ❜ there was no cure. but it was a fact that i chose to not accept. i pull close to @ridorson's chest , resting my head there. the steady thump of his heart is reassuring , a sound that i thought had more time with. he had come into my life unexpectedly , i thought his blade would be my death. but everything had changed. xaden riorson was the love of my life , the one my soul was tethered to. and now i had no choice but to let him go. there is no fighting anymore , the sobs escape me. my body betrays me , becoming a trembling mess. ❛ please don't leave me. ❜ it's not my choice , and i know despite how i beg : his mind is already made.

every part of her wants to place herself against his frame , allow herself to find comfort in his arms. but she protests , this time trusting head over heart. it didn't matter how much she loved him , it didn't matter how much this broke her. conflict rises in her , turning to leave before she takes back everything.

she takes her time , before finally taking him slowly in her mouth. she does so , taking time to pay attention to only the head of his cock. her tongue brushes against it , while hand wraps around his length and begins stroking slowly.

❛ you're still you , you're still mine. ❜ she had done everything for a cure , came up empty handed. it hadn't been enough. she was never enough. there is no holding back , the sobs that break her. they escape loudly , clinging tighter to the material of his top. ❛ you don't get to make me fall in love with you and then go. ❜ everything he did , it had been for her. @ridorson's choices , to save her. his name falls from her lips between cries , unable to let him go. violet knows this is the only way , but she refuses to accept it. they can figure something out , something can change. he is still hers , scar marking his chest proved that. ring heavy on her finger , proved that.

𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺 𝙷𝙴𝚁. days spent in that cell , all an unending blur. each moment was one of suffering , but he did not break her. violet is seated in the bath , soaking in warm water to ease the ache of her bruised body. everything hurts , mended and re-broken over the course of those days. she does not mean to flinch at @ridorson's touch when he begins to work shampoo through her hair. but it happens , and there is no taking it back. hues upturn to him , as if to offer an unspoken apology. there is so much she wishes to say , but words are not something she can find right now. despite her escape , she's still there. liam. she thinks to almost tell xaden about him. but rather , decides to keep it close to her chest instead. he was there , and if it hadn't been for him ? the comfort found in his presence , she's unsure if she would have made it. her hues fall back to the water , hugging knees to chest. if he did not break her , why does she suddenly feel so weak and small ? those are things others have pushed upon her , always seen her as. everything she's always fought against. she survived , a voice not her own in her head. tairn , the reminder that she needs in this moment. a bond shared , even when she was separated from him. he , xaden , and andarna. the only ones allowed to see her in a moment like this. she was not broken. she focuses on that constant thought , sinking lower into the water.