ACOTAR SMUT- Gwyneth and Az

Chapter 7

Gwyn didn't understand what was happening to her or why her skin was radiating light like it was.
The light still continued to spill around her.
She heard a knock at the door, she knew it was Azriel.
She felt so embarrassed, she ran away again, left him standing there.
A muffled sound came from behind the door "Gwyn, are you okay?" Az asked.
"Yes- I... I'm fine, just felt sick" she lied. Damn now he's going to think he was the cause of me feeling sick.
He knew about her past and how unsettling men made her. She did not want him to think he was like the people who made her feel that way.
"Oh, okay. Let me know if you need anything." He said.
She got the courage to walk to the door. She opened it. There stood the spy master with concern written all over his face.
"Thank you, Azriel." She said looking at him through the slightly cracked door.
"Gwyn, I'm sorry if I made you upset, made you feel..." she interrupted him.
"You didn't make me upset, the opposite actually," she opened the door some more "I'm the one who should be sorry. For running out on you like that. I just have no idea what this is." She said exposing the light that was filling the dark room.

Az was drawn to them. Someone who lives his life in darkness all of the sudden wanted to be surrounded with light. Her light. He opened the door some more to see the light bouncing around her body. His shadows moved to intertwine in her light. Mixing like oil and water.

"I've never seen such a thing, " he said in awe
"And this has never happened before?" He asked.
"No, never." She breathed.
"I think they like me." He said grinning watching her light wrap around his hand.
She giggled. "I think so too."

She looked at him in complete awe, she loved that he admired this part of her. Something he had never known.
"I like you too, Azriel." She said with no regrets in her voice. Grabbing his hand.
He looked at her, noticed her rays of sunshine shrinking back into her skin. To how she looked before. Beautiful, utterly and blissfully beautiful, in every way.

He said nothing, didn't know what to say. He didn't want to say it. Not yet.
He pulled her hand to his chest.
"I promise I would never hurt you. If I ever make you feel, uncomfortable," he shuttered at the thought "please tell me. I'll go at your pace."

She stood there, absorbing every word that came out of his mouth. Looking at the sincerity in his eyes.

"You could never hurt me, Azriel." She said softly.
He dipped to her mouth lifting her chin to his and kissed her.
Gwyn kissed him harder cuffing his face. Az weaved his hand through her hair allowing her head to rest perfectly on his hands.
Their breathing became erratic, and their kissing became more aggressive. Soft moans singing through both of them.

Az picked her up making sure not to touch her anywhere she might not want him to, Gwyn wrapped her legs around his toned waist and held him closer as she now towered him. Her tongue slid through his mouth, as he placed her on the dresser.

"I want to fuck you, Gwyn." He managed to say while nipping and sucking on her neck.
Gwyn let out a soft moan. She grabbed his hand and placed it on her left breast. He squeezed it hard against her and chuckled.
"You like that Gwyn?" He said tugging her pebbled nipple.
Gwyn moaned louder this time squirming on his abdomen. Her core becoming increasingly warmer.
"Yes." She panted

The shadow singer ripped her white shirt, buttons flying in several directions freeing her beautiful full breast.
He leaned down and took one in his mouth sucking hard. She threw her head back savoring everything nerve spilling through her body.

"Please, Az." She said lustfully.
He growled against her and grinned, cuffing the back of her neck to meet his face.
"Please what, Gwyneth?" He breathed.
She meet his gaze. His eyes were bright looking into hers. She sat upright from her slouched position, running her fingertips across his muscular chest.
Az closed his eyes as the touch of her nails threw spasms down to his cock.