Velvii !!

Synopsis: Asking Morning Frost to pretty please use his teeth.

MDNI. Warnings. || Reader is afab but no use of pronouns, biting (duh), reader is being eaten out, frost being frost (I need him), blood if you squint really really hard, not proofread, I wrote this with my cock not my heart.

1.7K, Morning Frost x Reader

The night was cool and calm in the Feywild. The air was cool, neither too hot nor too cold; it was honestly perfect. The quiet chirping of bugs and owls was heard overhead as the whole crew slept soundly. Kremy was cuddled up next to Gideon, his tail mingling with Gid’s legs; honestly, you couldn’t tell where one started and one stopped. The two of them looked completely happy and content in each other’s presence. Then there were Gricko, Hootsie, and Twig. They were as comfy as ever, but they usually were. Gricko and Twig were both resting their heads on Hootsie, as Hootsie was cuddled around, almost making a full ‘O’ shape. Torbek was quietly sleeping on his stomach, his face fully in the ground. You worried about him a little bit, maybe thinking of checking on him a little, but the thought was quickly pushed out of your mind as you looked over to Frost. God, he looked good like this. You had woken up a little bit ago, not necessarily sure why; it just felt right.

You stretched and rolled over lazily; that’s when your eyes caught Frost. Your eyes just… lingered. You weren’t sure if you were looking for something specific, but you were looking to look. Your eyes lingered on his face as his whiskers twitched a little bit with a slight breeze passing by. Then you lingered on his toned arms and chest; he had on his under layers, so you couldn’t catch everything you wanted to see. "What a shame" was the only thought that passed through your head as you continued down. You bit your lip slightly as you felt your body start to warm up. There’s no way you were thinking about Frosty like this; maybe it was the effects of the Feywild magic? Whatever it was, you wanted that Tabaxi badly. As the wind blew again, a voice whispered in your head. “You know, it’s rude to stare.” Jumping, you covered your mouth as your attention was pulled towards Frost's face. “Frost! What the hell, you scared me half to death! By the gods, I could have woken everyone up!” He smiled half-awake at you as you continued scolding him. “Yeah, but you didn’t. Thank the gods, I couldn’t imagine what Kremy would say.” You rolled your eyes and scooted closer to him, lying shoulder to shoulder with him. “Also, I wasn’t staring, for your information. I was just looking, that’s all.” The connection goes quiet as silence takes over the two of you.

You fall into rhythm with his breathing, realizing he must’ve fallen asleep again; you look back over to him. Seeing him up close is… exhilarating… to say the least. Seeing his face so close, you realize just how gorgeous he is. “I wonder what those teeth feel like." You think to yourself as you continue staring at him. That’s when you feel one of his paws slide underneath you and hoist you on top of him. A small squeak escapes you as you grasp onto his underlayer for support. It’s not like you’re much smaller than Frost, being a half-elf, but you’re just to the point of being short enough where he feels like he could pounce on you at any point. You push up off of his chest and look at him, your face flushed. “Frost! What are you doing!” You whisper-yell at him as he just smiles up at you. “You said you wanted to know what my teeth felt like, and I am no person to pass up knowledge.” Silence. You’re not able to muster a single word. How did… wait… ah. He was still in your head, listening to you. You smack him on his chest gently. “You were listening to me, pervert!” He lets out a gentle laugh, and you feel his tail gently graze the back of your thighs. “I’m not the one who thought about it; I just happened to be listening.” And before you can respond to him, his paw makes its way to the back of your head, and he gently leads you in for a kiss.

You take a breath in through your nose and lean further into the kiss, melting as you feel his power lead down your body. The grip you had on him gently releases as you reach up to grip the side of his face. The kiss is gentle yet firm. So sweet, and yet there’s so much passion and yearning behind it. His paw gently grabs you, and you break the kiss, letting go of him with a gasp. As you open your eyes to look at him, your eyes linger on his teeth. They’re so sharp… they could puncture your skin instantly… there’s no way Frost would ever actually bite you. Almost like he read your face, he speaks gently to you, “I won’t actually bite you; my teeth are… far too sharp for that.” A quick look of disappointment flashes across your face, but you try to hide it. "Aww, come on, Frost, please? Just a small bite?” Your hands have made their way up to his muzzle, and you gently push it up to reveal his teeth.Your eyes almost glitter with the thought, and he sits up quickly. You sit up with him, and he kisses you again. This time, making the kiss much more than it was last time. You wrap your arms around his neck, and your hands grip the back of his nape. Gods, this is everything you’ve wanted.

You adjust yourself in his lap, making sure not to break the kiss as you steady yourself on your knees. The back of your thighs lands softly on his, and you gently grind down on him, just to hear a reaction. He breaks the kiss slowly and presses his forehead into yours. “You know, if I knew you wanted me this bad, I would have done this much, much sooner.” He has a shit-eating grin on his face as he says that. You roll your eyes at him and start gently gripping his clothes, a silent way of asking him to take them off. He listens to you without any more teasing and helps remove his underlayer. You finally get a good look at his body. Broad shoulders, a firm chest, a thin waist. Oh yeah, you needed this Tabaxi now. As you were admiring him, you felt his paws trail up your waist and gently led your shirt over your head. You gasp at the air hitting your body, and you smile down at him.

"Impatient, aren’t we?” You giggle out as he lays you down flat on your back. He doesn’t say much as he helps take off your sleeping pants, and he holds your legs open. A small ‘bzzt’ makes its way up through your stomach and into your heart. The nerves settle in a small bit as he kisses his way up your thighs, and his tongue traces where the kisses were. You let your head fall back, and you close your eyes in pleasure, grabbing the back of his head and gripping when you feel his tongue. "Frost, please, maybe just a small bite?” You beg off quietly, being mindful of the others but not wanting to pass up this opportunity. You feel it as he shakes his head and rests his head on your stomach, looking up at you.You pull your head back up, and you look down on him; the sight is almost too much to handle. “You know I won’t do that, but I’m not against hearing you beg more.” He says with a small wink and leads himself back between you and him. You whine a small bit as you feel his tongue lick a long stripe up, and you gently close your legs a little. The feeling of his tongue is so good, almost too intense, as he keeps up with gentle pressure. You feel your hips start to grind down on his face, his nose bumping your clit every single time, and you pull yourself up to your elbows.

Looking down at Frost, you see that as the fur on his chin and around his mouth is getting more and more wet, he applies more pressure with his tongue, as he knows you’re watching now. His paws wrap around your thighs and open up your legs more as he pulls you closer. Gasping at the feeling, you grind down harder on his face. “Frosty, fuck, please keep going.” Your head lolls back, and your eyes screw shut tightly. Your brain feels like mush at this point, and all you can think about is chasing your high. You feel his sharp claws gently dig into you, and you let out a small squeak at the feeling. You look at him with tears in your eyes and pant. You’re so close; all you can do is keep the motion in your hips going as he continues fucking you with his tongue. “Frost! -“ is all you’re able to get out as you finally cum on his face. Your body is twitching as you feel him giving you small kitten licks to ride you through your orgasm.

You lie back fully and let your arm rest over your eyes as you feel Frost pull away from you and massage your thighs gently. “You did so well; thank you.” That is all he says as he tenderly kisses both of your thighs. You take deep breaths as you try to recover, and you smile at him. "No, Frost, really, thank you—" Your cut-off sentence is met with a small pang of pain as your eyes shoot open and you look down. Frost takes his teeth out of your thigh and licks the bite mark. “That was a reward for doing good. Don’t ask me to go harder, because I won’t.” You swear you can feel stars forming in your brain as he licks at the wound. You clamber to your knees and push him on his back as he lands with a soft 'oof.' He’s awoken something in you now. You kiss him again, rougher this time, and hold the sides of his face. “Now you’ve done it. You ready for round two now, Frosty?” You say it almost purring his name. "Oh, will you two just shut the fuck up? Some of us are trying to sleep!” You both jump at the angry crocodile as he snaps at the two of you. “Sorry!” You both say quickly before laughing at each other.