A ShadowSingers Love

Chapter 11-Good Morning

Super fluff coming up* Also smut warning

Amara yawned as she woke up slowly, a small beam of light illuminating the back of her form curled up in the blankets. She reached her hand over, searching for Azriel finding only sheets. Her eyes slowly fluttered open, drowsily looking at the empty bed.
She sat up slowly, pushing herself up with her hands as she looked around the room. The curtains had been drawn, mostly save for the small opening where the light seemed in. The bedroom door was shut just a crack.
She raised a brow as she slowly slipped out of bed, the floor cold as she walked out of the bedroom. The living room was empty too and she frowned. "Where did he go?" She mumbled to herself and hugged her arms.
Amara tugged at the sleeves of Azriel's shirt until they came down past her fingertips and walked over to the door that lead out into the open hallway. The house was surprisingly quiet as she slipped from the room, going down the hall towards the main part of the house.
They both might want to move out of Rhys's house, considering the couple has probably had sex on every inch of the home and the possibility of hearing their 'fun' was not appealing.
As she walked, she started to smell strong coffee wafting through from the kitchen and she sighed. "There you are," she mumbled and smiled softly.
She walked through the living room, walking into the kitchen where Azriel stood. Bare chested and wearing those low-rising pants that showed off his hips nicely. She couldn't help it but her eyes glazed over his muscled back, the way they contracted when his arms moved as he cooked. The way his back had those two dips before the pants covered his firm ass. Cauldron that ass was glorious, just as wonderful as the package on the other side of him.
Amara blushed when Azriel turned his head, exposing part of his bare and muscled chest. He noticed her, standing in the doorway drooling like an idiot over the male's body. "Enjoy the view?" He asked, his voice husky and rough from sleep. Had he just woken up a little bit ago?
"Very much," She replied, walking into the kitchen and pressed a kiss to his lips. It felt so nice to finally kiss those soft lips. "What are you doing?" she asked, sitting herself up onto the counter careful of the warm coffee mug filled to the brim with black coffee.
She stuck her tongue out in disgust at the coffee and he chuckled. "Don't like it?"
She shook her head, just as he took a long sip of the coffee and stood right in the middle of her legs. She rolled her eyes, the mug being set down onto the counter next to her as he pressed a long kiss to her lips. "Still hate it?"
Amara nodded and he kissed her again. "What about now?" He mumbled against her lips, not even bothering to pull away. She grinned and shook her head again. His lips pressed fully against hers again as he continued to kiss her over and over again until he sent her into a fit of giggles.
Azriel grinned, kissing her cheek and went of to the waffle maker, popping out four small waffles and she gaped. "You made me waffles?" She said with big, dreamy eyes making his huff out a laugh.
"Obviously." He walked over, setting down the plate beside her and got to work filling the machine then flipping it over to make his own.
"Be careful Azriel, I could get used to this kind of treatment." She said, plopping a sliced strawberry into her mouth.
Azriel leaned against the counter, crossing his arms and watched her closely. His eyes danced with mischief making her blush deeply. She grabbed the edges of his shirt, carefully tugging them lower. She swore a growl slipped from his lips at her covering herself up and she smirked.
"You don't get any more peeks until you are better." She said teasingly, crossing her legs on the counter. Azriel rolled his eyes, a smirk playing on his lips as he walked back over to her and rubbed the still exposed parts of her thighs.
"Are you sure you can last that long?" He asked challengingly, easily pulling her legs apart again. He pulled her to the edge of the kitchen counter. His eyes pinned her to the spot, her breath hitching in her throat at the look in his eyes. They way they lit up and danced, telling her everything he intended to do to her. To push her to her limits.
"Are you sure you can?" She retorted, a bit more breathless than she wanted.
He swiftly and gracefully placed her foot against his shoulder, pressing very soft kisses to her ankle. Then moved down her leg in a line of kisses. Her head tilted back slightly, leaning against the bottom of a cabinet as his lips moved further and further down the insides of her legs. His breath sending waves of frustration through her. He was so close to where she wanted him, needed him most.
"Oh please, not in the damn kitchen." A deep voice whined from the doorway.
Her eyes that had been half closed, ready for the pleasure that should be shooting through her body, sprung wide open. Azriel froze in his spot, only making the warmth between her legs and the need to shove Azriel's face there only that much worse.
Amara quickly pulled her leg from Azriel's shoulder, squeezing her legs shut. One to try and ease her sensitivity, and to hide herself from Cassian's eyes.
"I already have to worry about Feyre and Rhysand, now I have the both of you to suffer through."
"What are you whining about?" Mor asked, walking up behind him and grinned at the state the new couple was in. "Oooooh I see."
Azriel and Amara's cheeks were burning a bright red, Azriel halfway to his knees and stood up straight. He didn't turn his body around to the, one glance down at the waistline of his pants was explanation enough. Azriel gave them both a menacing glare, keeping his mouth shut. He probably wouldn't be able to form words anyway.
Rhys walked up into the kitchen, passing Mor and Cassian and chuckled at Azriel. "Don't worry, they're just jealous." He said pouring himself a mug full of coffee and then another. He went to walk out before pausing, turning back to them with that famous smirk of his. "Oh, next time I recommend a table or the island." He winked at the two before walking back to Feyre in their room.
The waffle maker finally beeped, Azriel rushing over to the machine giving him something to do and think about other than the desires he was just about to fulfill.
"Couples are insufferable." Cassian mumbled, going to pour himself a mug of coffee.
Amara did not move from the counter, too afraid when she jumped off there would be a small stain from where she had been sitting. Her legs squeezed tight and Azriel's shirt tugged way down to almost her knees.
"You and Nesta are the most cringey display I have ever had to watch." Mor said, leaning against the doorway with her arms crossed.
Azriel moved quickly, placing his waffles on a plate and dumping the bowl of sliced strawberries on top. He picked up his mug and walked over to Amara.
"We aren't, cringey." Cassian said in defense to which Mor went on a very long rant about how long it took them to get together.
"Stand in front of me."He asked quietly.
She blushed, slipping off of the counter and grabbed her own plate of food. Standing right in front of him she lead him out of the kitchen where Cassian and Mor continued to bicker about his relationship with Nesta.
"Well that was an, interesting start to the morning." She mumbled as they walked back into the room locking the door behind them.
Azriel's problem had yet to disappear entirely as he walked over to the couch and sat down.
"There are too many people in this house." He grumbled and Amara nodded.
Sitting beside him, she set the plate of waffles down into her lap as she crossed her legs. Realizing that was a bad idea she laid them out flat over the edge of the couch.
"I hope you plan on sharing those." She said with a smile, pointing to the large heap of strawberries on his plate.
Azriel chuckled, looking over at her, his cheeks still flushed a deep pink. "You have to earn them."
Amara grinned, leaning over and pecked his lips. "How many does that get me?" She asked softly.
"Depends, do I get a longer kiss?" Azriel replied with a smirk.
"Mmm yes, a very long kiss too."
Azriel placed a handful of strawberries onto her plate, crashing his lips down onto hers. They kissed, long and slow as she had promised. She nibbled on his bottom lip, making a deep growl come from Azriel.
"That just earned you extra." He growled placing a few more onto her plate.
Amara giggled and pecked his lips gently, sitting back beside him and leaned into his side. She pressed a kiss to his exposed shoulder gently.
"Too bad Cassian interrupted us, I would have given you all of the strawberries after that." Azriel said softly, pressing a kiss to her head.
His words only made the discomfort between her legs come back, squeezing them shut again. "Such a wicked mouth, yours."
"A wicked mouth that could do wonders." Azriel whispered into her ear, making her shiver. He chuckled, picking up his fork and started eating the strawberries off of his plate.
"Such a tease," She responded trying to void her mind of all the fantasies of what his mouth felt like on her.
Amara picked up her fork, digging into her waffle and smiled. "Thank you for breakfast." She said between mouthfuls of her delicious waffle. She really could get used to him make her food in the morning.
He placed a gentle kiss to the top of her head. "Only for you my dear."
They enjoyed their breakfast happily, both of their little problems subsiding for the time being. The coffee made Amara roll her eyes, hating the smell in the room. Once they both finished, their plates stacked on the coffee table they curled up into each others sides.
Amara gently played with his fingers, the house no longer silent. Mor and Cassian were still babbling in the living room, Feyre and Rhysand joining them for breakfast. No doubt they had a different kind of feast beforehand.
Azriel slipped his fingers through her hair, looking out the window. "They'll be asking us to join them soon. We have to figure out everything that happened yesterday, search other whoever decided to attack us."
"I know." She said, pressing soft kisses to his fingertips.
She knew they had to discuss their situation, figure out how to deal with it and protect their city. But she couldn't help but be selfish for a moment, wanting some time alone with her mate. Her mate, the thought made her smile as she lightly tugged on that bond again.
"You still have to accept it you know, the bond." Azriel said lightly, watching her closely as she kissed his fingers.
"Hmmm," She looked up at him, her eyes taking their time to run over his chest before they landed on his face. His Hazel eyes captured her own, a hint of lust still lurking in the shadows of his eyes. "I will soon I promise." She said softly, pressing move kisses to his hands.
Amara heard Azriel chuckle, shifting himself closer to her making her smile. Amara carefully slipped herself into his lap, running her hands up and down his muscled chest. His hands found her hips, holding them loosely as she admired his chest. "Such a pretty chest," She mumbled pressing kisses along his pecs.(lol last minute smut oops)
Azriel's eyes trailed her lips as they pressed against his skin lower and lower until she had pushed herself onto her knees and started kissing his abs.
"I feel so bad, letting you go all night and all morning without any release. I think you deserve a reward for this morning." She said boldly, glancing up at him as she kissed above his waistline. She usually never spoke so boldly but the lingering discomfort was driving her mad. And after seeing him the other night her mind had been racing with curiosity.
Azriel's breath got caught in his throat as her fingers brushed against his lower stomach, gently urging his pants down, down, down until his length was bare before her. She could feel herself almost dripping from the sight, her chest rising and falling quickly. Cauldron boil her it was huge.
She let her hands grab his length, rubbing him slowly. His groans were deep and music to her ears. His head tilted back, eyes pinning her between his legs as she worked. Rubbing him up and down his full length, her mouth soon wrapping around the tip of him, sending a shiver through his body.
Her tongue flicked against the tip of him, continuing to rub the base of him as she took him into her mouth. His moans and groans driving her mad as she slowly bobbed her head. Her lips wrapped around his hardened length. She sucked and licked at him until he had to silence his ever loudening moans of pleasure.
Her head moved faster, tasting him in her mouth more and more. His hand found her hair, grabbing a fist full and urged her to move faster. He didn't voice it, didn't voice what he wanted but used his hand to lightly bob her head faster.
She purred against him, sending more shivers through his spine as groans rumbled through the room. His breathing picked up, hips started to push himself further into her mouth.
His breath hitched and his hips stalled, her mouth filled with his release, one last moan slipping from his lips whispering her name.
Amara swallowed every last drop, pulling her lips away from him and licked them.
Both of their cheeks were flushed, but the smirk that slipped onto his lips told her he wasn't done. He picked her up off the floor, switching placed with her and used his hands to spread her legs open wide. "Your turn."