Doraelin OneShots

The Party

This is something that I wrote pre EOS and have been sitting on for a while, and finally decided to go ahead and publish it... Enjoy!

Aelin scanned the crowd looking for a familiar figure amongst the masked faces. This party was insane! The music was like nothing she had ever heard, people were dancing everywhere, and not the waltz. Aelin smiled. She had been to crazier parties as in Rifthold years ago. This party lacked only in that there were no scantly dressed women swinging from the ceiling, at least not yet.

Adjusting the mask on her face, so that she could see better, Aelin started her descent down the staircase into the wildness bellow. She was wearing a beautiful red dress that hugged tight to her body showing off every curve. The back of the dress was open revealing her scared and tattooed skin. On her face she wore a mask made of gold colored lace accented with rubies.

Lysandra walked next to her down the marble staircase. She was wearing a beautiful shade of yellow, with a black mask. As they approached the bottom of the staircase, two men made their way through the crowd. The shorter one offered her his arm. He was dressed in all black, with a silver mask covering most of his handsome face. Aelin starred into his eyes, his sapphire eyes. Smiling she took his arm as he wrapped his hand around her waist and handed her a glass of wine. As she raised the glass to her lips the King of Adarlan whispered in her ear, "You look stunning." His breath was warm against her skin and sent a chill down her spine. Just being this close to him was intoxicating.

He lead her towards the dance floor the whole time his hand caressing the bare skin of her back. Aelin looked around, nobody paid them any attention. Tonight they were two masked faces in a crowd. Tonight they could be themselves. She spotted a hawk sitting on a window ledge of the upper level, and smiled.

When she had finished her first glass of wine, Dorian promptly handed her a new one as they joined the dancers. He wrapped his arms around her holding her tight as their hips swayed to the upbeat music. "Try to keep up", she yelled at him above the music. "Oh, I will most definitely try".

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Chaol stood near the food table, slowly eating a piece of cake as he kept watch. The mask was starting to get on his nerves, and he fought the urge to take it off so he could wipe the sweat off his face. Rowan was still keeping watch from above. Sighing he turned his attention back to the dance floor. He couldn't believe he had let Dorian talk him into this. It was too dangerous. The King was currently still dancing with Aelin. Near them Lysandra was dancing alone, having just as much fun. She had tried multiple times to get him to dance with her, but he needed to be on his guard.

Turning his attention back to Dorian and Aelin, Chaol couldn't help but smile. They were having a blast. Chaol didn't think they had stopped smiling for a second since they got here. They were also both extremely wasted. That fact, made him uneasy but nobody seemed to be paying any attention to them, they were just an ordinary couple enjoying the party.

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Aelin was so hot, sweat was running down her body as she closed her eyes letting the music consume her as she rolled her hips against Dorian's body. She was lost in the moment. The coolness of Dorian's lips against her neck, caused a groan to escape her mouth. It felt so good. Spinning so that she was facing him, Aelin grabbed his face pressing her lips firmly against his, as she kissed him deeply. She wanted more, she wanted him.

Dorian growled against her lips as he bit her, the taste of blood filled her mouth as he pulled her body closer to his. His hands inched up her inner thigh. Aelin gasped opening her eyes, the room spun around them. Remembering where they were she pulled away. She could see the twinkle in his sapphire eyes under the mask. Aelin smiled as she glanced around her, nobody seemed to notice or care how much or where they touched each other. Laughing she laced her fingers together behind Dorian's head, touching her forehead to his. This was the best night of her life. Dorian stroked her lips with his thumb. Aelin met his wild stare, they were both so drunk. She couldn't will her brain to think correctly anymore and she wondered if Dorian still could. His hand cupped her chin pulling her mouth to his.