Fireplace Confessions*
Eris Vanserra x Mate!Reader
Summary: just a lazy night with your mate as you learn how long he would wait for you and these moments
Warnings: smut, p in v, small breeding kink, unprotected sex, tooth rotting shit, talks of abuse (stupid Beron)
Authors note: no because why am I loving my drafts right nowâŚI loveeee sweet Eris and his hounds đ. I promise more post will come out with different charactersđŤĄ.
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The fire had long since burned low, casting the room in a soft, amber glow that flickered across your skin. The warmth of it seeped into your bones, but it was nothing compared to the heat of Eris behind youâhis bare chest pressed to your back, one arm draped possessively over your waist beneath the thin sheet.
The fabric barely covered you, stopping just above your chest, leaving your shoulders exposed to the cool air. Not that it mattered. Eris's lips had been there for what felt like hoursâpressing slow, absentminded kisses along your shoulder, your collarbone, the curve where your neck met your body. He didn't seem able to stop.
You smiled softly to yourself and continued humming, the quiet notes of an old Autumn Court lullaby drifting between you. Your fingers traced idle patterns along his arm, mapping every ridge, every scar you'd long since memorized.
The melody faltered.
You huffed under your breath. "Shit... I forgot it."
Behind you, Eris let out a low chuckle, the sound warm and amused against your skin. His lips brushed your shoulder again as he murmured, "Just restart, love."
You nodded, turning slightly in his arms before beginning again, softer this time. Slower. Your fingers resumed their path, but now with more intentionâgliding over the scars that marked his arms, his shoulders, his back. Some were jagged, some faint, some clearly older than others.
Each one told a story you already knew.
Each one still made your chest ache.
Your touch gentled as you traced one along his shoulder blade, your brows knitting slightly. "You didn't deserve any of this," you whispered, more to yourself than him.
Eris didn't answer right away.
Instead, his hand moved, catching yours. He brought your fingers to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to each knuckleâslow, deliberate, like he needed the contact just as much as you did.
"I love when you do this," he murmured quietly, his voice losing that usual sharp edge it carried with everyone else.
You turned your head to look at him, and the breath caught in his throat.
Your hair was undone, falling in soft, messy waves around your face. Your eyes were warm, full of something that made his chest tighten in a way no battlefield ever could. Bare against him, illuminated by firelightâyou looked like something sacred.
Eris reached up, his fingers brushing along your jaw, almost reverent.
"Don't stop," he added, softer now.
So you didn't.
Your hand returned to his skin, tracing each scar with care, like you could rewrite the past just by touching him gently enough. His eyes slipped closed as you did, his forehead resting against yours, grounding himself in you, in this momentâsafe, warm, and finally understood.
And when your humming resumed, steady and soft, his lips found your knuckles again.
You leaned closer, your voice soft against his skin. "Why do you love this so much?"
Eris's eyes opened, something deep and warm flickering in them as he looked at you. A slow smile curved his lips before he leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss to your mouth.
"Because," he murmured against your lips, "you bring the lightness out of them." His thumb brushed over your knuckles as if proving his point. "Just like you're the lightness in my life."
Your breath hitched slightly at that, your head tilting as you whispered his name, softer nowâalmost fragile.
"Eris..."
He exhaled, his forehead resting against yours. "I don't think I would be here without you."
You smiled at that, gentle but certain, your fingers threading through his hair. "Yes, you would," you said quietly. "Because you would still have to wait for me."
A quiet huff of amusement left him, his arms tightening around you as he tugged you closer against him. "I waited centuries for you."
You nodded, brushing his hair back from his face, your touch slow and soothing. "And you would have waited more."
Eris's expression softened even further, something almost aching in his gaze as he looked at you. He sighed, leaning into your touch.
"I would wait forever for you," he said quietly. "Even if I was on my deathbed... I would wait just to see a second of you."
Your smile faltered, a small frown pulling at your lips. "Don't talk about dying," you muttered, the words barely above a whisper.
He immediately leaned in, kissing the pout from your lips, soft and apologetic. "I'm sorry, love."
The tension eased as you smiled again, shifting slightly before moving over him, your hands bracing lightly against his chest as you looked down at him.
"Then don't waste time," you murmured, your voice warm and certain. "Stay here. With me."
Eris's hands slid along your sides, steady and grounding, his gaze never leaving yours. There was no teasing in him now, no sharp edgesâjust that quiet, consuming devotion.
"I'm not going anywhere," he said softly.
The fire crackled beside you, casting flickering light over tangled sheets and bare skin as he pulled you down into another slow kissâone that spoke of patience, of longing, of something that had waited far too long to finally exist.
The kiss deepened, your lips parting as Eris's tongue slid against yours, tasting and claiming with a hunger that had simmered for centuries.
His hands roamed up your back, fingers digging into your skin just enough to pull you flush against him. You felt the hard length of his cock pressing against your thigh, already throbbing with need.
You broke the kiss, your breath coming in shallow pants as you shifted your hips. Straddling him fully, you reached down between your bodies, wrapping your fingers around his thick cock.
He groaned low in his throat, his hips bucking up slightly as you stroked him once, twice, feeling the heat and pulse of him in your grip.
"Please," he whispered, his voice rough with desire, eyes locked on yours.
You guided the tip of his cock to your entrance, your pussy slick and ready from the intimacy building between you. Slowly, you sank down onto him, inch by inch, until he filled you completely. A shared gasp escaped your lips as your walls clenched around his length, the stretch burning sweetly.
Eris's hands gripped your hips, guiding you as you began to move. You rocked against him, lifting up and sliding back down, setting a rhythm that had his cock thrusting deep inside you with each roll of your hips. The fire's warmth licked at your bare skin, mirroring the heat building in your core.
He sat up slightly, wrapping his arms around you, pulling your chest to his. His mouth found your neck, lips brushing hot kisses along your pulse as you rode him harder, your thighs flexing with the effort. Moans spilled from his lips against your skin, muffled but fervent.
"I'd wait... forever for this," he moaned, his breath ragged as you ground down, taking him to the hilt. "For you... you're perfect, so fucking perfect for me. Every curve, every gaspâmade for my cock, my hands. Centuries... worth every second."
His words sent shivers through you, your pace quickening as you chased the pleasure coiling tight in your belly. You tangled your fingers in his hair, holding him close to your neck as he sucked and nipped at the sensitive skin there, his moans vibrating against you.
His hips snapped up to meet your downward thrusts, the slap of skin on skin echoing softly in the room, mingling with the crackle of the fire.
"Eris," you whimpered, your pussy fluttering around him, the friction building unbearably. He was so deep, hitting that spot inside you with every grind, his cock throbbing as your juices coated him.
He groaned louder, teeth grazing your collarbone. "Come with me, love... I can't hold back. You're everythingâwaited so long to fuck you like this, to feel you clench around me. Perfect... mine."
The tension snapped all at once. Your orgasm crashed over you, waves of pleasure ripping through your body as your pussy spasmed around his cock, milking him.
Eris followed instantly, his release flooding you in hot spurts, his moans turning into a deep, guttural cry against your neck. You both trembled together, locked in that simultaneous peak, bodies shuddering as one.
As the aftershocks faded, you didn't stop moving entirely. You chuckled breathlessly, still grinding slowly against him, feeling his cock twitch inside your sensitive pussy.
Eris laughed too, a warm, affectionate sound that rumbled from his chest, his lips finding yours in a lazy, lingering kiss.
"Can't get enough," he murmured between kisses, his hands sliding down to cup your ass, encouraging your gentle rolls.
You kissed him back, tongues tangling softly, the devotion in his touch as intense as ever, the fire casting golden light over your joined bodies in the tangled sheets.
The laughter faded into soft sighs as your grinding slowed, but the heat between you lingered, his cock still semi-hard inside your pulsing pussy.
Eris's eyes darkened with renewed hunger, his hands roaming your back possessively. Without a word, he rolled you both over, the sheets twisting beneath you as he laid you down gently against the soft fabric, your hair fanning out like a halo in the firelight.
He hovered above you, muscles flexing as he braced on his forearms, his gaze intense and adoring. "You're mine now," he murmured, voice low and gravelly, before thrusting back into you with a single, deep stroke.
Your back arched off the bed, a gasp escaping your lips as his thick cock stretched you again, filling the ache that never quite satisfied.
You leaned up biting his ear as you whispered, âIâve always been yours.â Eris moaned at your words and kept fucking into you.
Eris set a steady rhythm, pulling out almost to the tip before slamming back in, his hips snapping against yours with controlled power. The floor creaked under the force, the fire's glow dancing over sweat-slicked skin as he fucked you harder, deeper, each plunge hitting that sweet spot inside.
His balls slapped against your ass with every thrust, the wet sounds of your joined bodies filling the room.
"Gods, I want to fill you up," he groaned, his breath hot against your ear, pace quickening as he buried himself to the hilt.
"Pump you full of my cum, breed you like you deserve. Carry my child, loveâswell with me inside you. Waited centuries for this, to claim you completely, to see you round with our future." His words were raw, laced with that primal need, his cock throbbing as he ground against your cervix, imagining it.
You nodded frantically, your hands clutching his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. Leaning up, you captured his lips in a fierce kiss, tongues clashing as you whispered against his mouth, "Please."
The plea ignited him. Eris growled into the kiss, his thrusts turning relentless, pounding into your pussy with bruising force. He hooked one of your legs over his hip, angling deeper, the friction building that coil in your core once more.
"Yes, that's itâtake it all. I'll breed you, fill this perfect cunt until it overflows." His free hand slid between you, thumb circling your clit in firm strokes, pushing you toward the edge.
Pleasure built fast, your walls fluttering around him, squeezing his cock as he chased his release. He came with a guttural moan, hot seed spilling deep inside you in thick ropes, coating your insides.
The sensation tipped you over, your orgasm ripping through you, pussy clenching to milk every drop from him. You shuddered together, his weight pressing you into the sheets as aftershocks trembled through your limbs.
Eris stayed buried inside, softening slowly as he peppered your face with kisses, his devotion shining in his eyes. "Forever mine," he whispered, nuzzling your neck, the fire crackling softly beside your entwined forms.
As the tremors of your shared release ebbed away, you lay there beneath Eris, his body a warm, solid weight pinning you to the rumpled sheets. His cock remained nestled deep within your cum-filled pussy, a comforting fullness that made you feel utterly claimed.
The fire's embers cast a soft, flickering light over his features, highlighting the sharp lines of his jaw and the faint sheen of sweat on his brow.
Your fingers, still tingling from the intensity, reached up to trace the contours of his face. You started at his temple, brushing lightly over the smooth skin there, then down along the high ridge of his cheekbone.
His eyes fluttered half-closed, a contented hum rumbling in his chest as he watched you through heavy lids. "My love," he murmured, voice husky from exertion, pressing a lazy kiss to your palm when your hand cupped his cheek.
Emboldened by the intimacy, your touch wandered lower, skimming the edge of his lipsâfull and slightly swollen from your kissesâbefore trailing along his strong jawline.
He nuzzled into your hand, stubble grazing your skin, his breath warm and even against your wrist. The devotion in his gaze never wavered, even in this quiet aftermath, as if he could stare at you for another century and never tire.
Your exploration continued to his arms, where they braced on either side of you, muscles relaxed but still defined under your fingertips. Scars marred the skinâfaint, silvery lines from battles long past, reminders of the centuries he'd endured without you.
You traced one that curved from his elbow to his forearm, a jagged path that spoke of old wounds, your nails lightly scraping over the raised tissue. Eris shivered at the contact, his cock twitching faintly inside you, stirring a soft gasp from your lips.
âThese scars... they've seen so much,â you whispered, voice thick with emotion, as you followed another mark snaking across his bicep, pressing gentle kisses to the healed flesh.
He shifted slightly, grinding deeper without meaning to, the motion sending a lazy spark of pleasure through your core. "But now they're mine to touch, to heal with every stroke."
Eris's hand came up to cover yours, guiding it back to his face as he leaned down, forehead resting against yours. "And you're the balm I've waited for," he replied softly, his free arm wrapping around your waist to pull you closer, bodies molding together seamlessly.
The steady throb of him inside you lulled you both, a rhythmic pulse that matched your slowing heartbeats.
Sleep tugged at the edges of your awareness, the warmth of the fire and his embrace wrapping you in security. Your eyelids grew heavy as you continued to map his features one last timeâthumb brushing his lower lip, fingers threading through his damp hairâbefore letting out a contented sigh.
He stayed right there, unmoving, his presence a promise as you drifted off, intimately connected in every way.
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Morning came slowly, like the world itself wasnât ready to disturb the quiet wrapped around you.
The fire had burned down to glowing embers, casting a dim, golden light across the room. The air was warm, thick with the lingering comfort of the night beforeâof tangled sheets, soft whispers, and skin still pressed close.
You were deep in that hazy space between sleep and waking when you felt itâ
A small, wet lick against your cheek.
Your nose scrunched immediately, a soft, sleepy sound leaving you as your brows furrowed. âMm⌠noâŚâ
Another lick.
Your eyes fluttered open just enough to see one of Erisâs hounds hovering far too close to your face, its tail wagging slowly like it had accomplished something important.
Behind you, a low, irritated sound rumbled.
Eris shifted, his arm tightening around your waist as he instinctively pulled you closer, dragging the covers higher up your body as if to shield you. âAbsolutely not,â he muttered, voice rough with sleep.
The second hound took that as an invitation.
It pushed its way between the two of you, nose nudging insistently until it had carved out a place for itself, effectively separating your bodies.
Eris went still.
Then slowlyâvery slowlyâhis eyes opened.
The glare he fixed on the hounds could have rivaled wildfire.
âTraitors,â he muttered under his breath, his voice edged with mock offense as he stared at them. âBoth of you.â
A quiet giggle slipped from you, soft and warm as you turned in the small space left to face him. âThey missed us,â you murmured, your voice still thick with sleep.
âThey are actively sabotaging me,â he replied flatly, though his hand never left you, fingers still resting against your side as if grounding himself.
One of the hounds let out a content huff, curling tighter against your chest.
You smiled, reaching down to gently scratch behind its ears. âYouâre just jealous.â
âI am,â Eris said without hesitation, his eyes narrowing slightly as the other hound settled more firmly between you. âThey are in my place.â
That earned another soft laugh from you, the sound light and unguarded as you leaned forward just enough to press a quick kiss to his lips. âYouâre still right here.â
His expression softened instantly.
The sharpness faded, replaced by something quieterâsomething that only ever existed when he looked at you like this.
You shifted a little closer despite the houndsâ interference, your hand lifting to brush his hair back from his face. It fell messily across his forehead, softer than he ever allowed it to be outside this room.
Eris leaned into your touch without thinking, his eyes half-lidded as he watched you.
The hounds, now thoroughly settled, sighed in contentmentâone pressed to your chest, the other wedged stubbornly between your bodies.
For a moment, none of you spoke.
It was just⌠stillness.
Warmth.
Peace.
Your fingers drifted absentmindedly along his temple, your eyes growing heavier again as sleep began to pull at you once more. The steady rhythm of his breathing, the quiet crackle of the dying fire, the weight of the houndsâit all blurred together into something soft and safe.
You didnât notice when your eyes fully closed.
But Eris did.
His gaze lingered on your face, memorizing the way your expression softened in sleep, the way your hand remained loosely curled against him even as you drifted.
His thumb brushed lightly over your arm.
And then, so quietly it barely disturbed the air, he whispered, âI wouldâve waited forever for moments like this.â
His eyes flicked briefly to the hounds, still pressed between you, and despite himself, the corner of his mouth twitched.
âI would burn the world down for these moments,â he added, softer now.
He leaned forward carefully, pressing a lingering kiss to your foreheadâwarm, reverent. Then another to the tip of your nose, gentle enough not to wake you.
The hounds stirred slightly, as if sensing the shift.
Eris exhaled quietly, his hand moving to rest briefly on each of their heads. One by one, he pressed a kiss to them as well, his earlier irritation long gone.
âStill traitors,â he murmured under his breath, though there was no bite to it now.
Then he settled back in, pulling the covers just a little higher around all of you, his arm tightening once more around your waist despite the barrier between you.
The room fell silent again.
And slowly, wrapped in warmth and quiet and something that felt dangerously close to peace⌠the four of you drifted back to sleep.



















