ACOTAR Oneshots

Thigh Riding**

I put down the brush and examine my painting. Rhys's violet eyes are impossible to capture on a canvas. Without his immortal glimmer, he almost looks human, minus the pointed ears. The longer I stared at his face the more I wanted to see his real one.

Rhys was very busy today, overwhelmed with paperwork from Hewn City. Normally we work together on that stuff but it was down to the documents that were very hard for me to understand. My reading was getting better every day but sometimes it was just easier for Rhys to handle the more difficult ones. He didn't mind since he had done it his whole life but it still made me feel a little useless. Especially since I've been leisurely painting all day while my mate has been slaving away at work.

I knew I shouldn't bother him when he is so busy but I longed to be near him and he could use a break too. I winnow to the library and my face immediately lights up at the sight of my mate. But my smile quickly falls when I noticed how stressed and tired he was. He looked nothing like the flirty and happy male in the picture I just painted. His sexy smirk and curious eyes were replaced with a frown and furrowed brows. His hair was tousled and his back was hunched over a stack of papers. My stomach drops and all I can think about is helping him relax.

"Rhys, you should take a break for a bit." I suggest in a sweet voice. His head pops up and he forces a small smile. He was so focused he didn't even notice my arrival. "I can't right now." He replies softly and quickly gets back to his papers.

I internally sigh and walk to sit on the leg of the couch closer to his desk.

"You deserve a break."

I get a passive grunt in return. Okay, weird. He never ignores me. Slightly frustrated, I shift my dress so it's hitched at the top of my thigh, exposing my long and lean legs. I unbutton my top to show more of my cleavage to get his attention.

"You can spare a couple minutes. Come play with me." I whisper seductively.

Rhys looks up from his papers again and his eyes catch on my heels. He drags his gaze all the way up my legs and lingers on my breasts. I feel my face heat up with his attention on my body. Rhys's eyes finally land on my face and he swallows hard, clearly affected by my revealing clothing. I feel the heat between my legs awaken from the intensity of his stare. Right when I think I've got him he just shakes his head out of his trance and directs his attention back to his stupid papers.

"I can't right now, Feyre." He mutterers under his breath.

Okay. Now I am getting pissed off. At first I wanted to relax him but now I just want his attention.

Annoyed, I stood up and slowly sauntered over to him. My mouth twitched up as I said, "Maybe I should ask Cassian to play with me. I'm sure he would never refuse his Highlady."

A low and predatory growl ripples through the air, and I feel his territorial nature surge through the bound. But his eyes don't move off his paper.

I take another step closer and swing my leg over his muscular thigh and lower myself down. My arms find there way around his shoulders and I lean up to his ear. "Your mate wants attention." I whisper before licking up his neck.

Rhys huffs a breath as his eyes close for half a second longer than they should. "In a minute. Just let me finish this first." He strangled his pen in his hand and started scribbling something down.

I roll my eyes, deciding to stop my pathetic attempt at suducing my mate when his leg jolts from under me. Unexpected pleasure surges through my body and my breath catches in my throat. What the hell was that?

Rhys has pleased me in almost every way possible but never with his leg. I mean they were great to look at of course. Hard and strong, even more so when he wears his Illyrian leathers like tonight. But I've never thought about them as a way to pleasure me. I didn't think it was possible.