Azriel Fanfiction

Chapter 2

My hair were in a sleek pony tail, I wore a loose comfy trouser fitted at my ankles and a tight top to support my bosom, cropped till my mid-waist. Which did nothing to help Az not to lose his control. Thank the hell, he wasn't shirtless today, as he is during all his workout sessions. Though he wore a loose white tunic, and pewter green trousers unlike his regular black attire, which made me realise he looks ravishing even when he isn't wearing black. It's been 10-15 months since I have been training. And I guess I have gotten better at everything, save for Archery, which I still suck at. Az made me start with the sword. He showed me a perfect technique to swing it and told me to copy his moves.
"That's the basic," I raised my eyebrows in confusion "I have learnt it months ago?"
"Yet you should keep practicing it." He said
I didn't bother to protest and took the sword. I held my stance, my Spine straight, shoulders back, stomach sucked in, hand hard on the hilt and swung it slowly left to bottom right, right to bottom left, and then I increased my speed into a perfect maneuver taking the sword into the perfect sway, giving my enemies there killing blow.
"Good" he said "now with two swords"
He handed me another sword, twin to the one I held. I took my stance and completed the maneuver with good efficiency.
"You left your right unguarded. Try again" he ordered.
So I did as he said, giving special attention to my right.
He clicked his tongue, "Now you lost your concentration towards your left, leaving your enemies alive. Try again"
I snorted. But I did as he said. And this time I'm sure I did it perfectly.
"Again" he ordered.
"Huh?" I breathed
"Tired already?"
"No, I'm not."
"Then continue."
"Nah!" I stuck out my tongue.
"Ok fine, let me help you this time."
He walked towards me, my throat bobbed. He stood behind me towering over me, of course I was tall, but his massiveness always made me feel so small in front of him.
"Stomach sucked in." He placed a hand on my belly.
"Back straight" his hands caressed my back.
"Shoulders back." He held my shoulders.
And then he slid his hands over mine and, and, I was loosing my control into his warmth, I wanted to do nothing but turn and rip that damn shirt of his, and take in his hard muscles, kiss every square inch of his body, and......
I walked out of his hold, before I go any further.
"You know what, I'm good at it." I protested
"Huh?"
"You know that, I'm doing it perfectly but you just want a reason to touch me." I narrowed my eyes.
He smirked, "Is it so?"
"Yes it is. You can't control yourself near me"
"If you think so, why not spar with me, and let's see how long you withstand your opponent."
"Okay." I returned his smirk.
And we both held our stance.
Within seconds our swords clashed. He threw a blow, I ducked. And I echoed his moments and turned it into another maneuver just a second before completing the twin moment. It was my special trick, feinting another move and do something else. Which did a huge deal to confuse my opponent and giving me a good advantage, which was really very necessary for a human fighting against a Fae.
But he wasn't some weak low lying Fae, he was one of the strongest Illyrian in whole Prythian. So it was a huge of a deal to spar against him, but I still held my ground.

We were on the feild for nearly 20 minutes now, and my breath heaved.
"Tired? Wanna quit?" He purred.
"Not in this world." I gave him a feline smile.
And threw a blow, hard enough to make a human lose his sword, but not hard enough for a Fae. Once he told me, against a Fae my physical strength cannot be my strongest weapon, but my wits, stealth and according use of speed can make up for it. So I did that, I used my technique, feinting to attack on his right and instead striked on his left side yanking of his sword in a simple maneuver.
His sword clattered on the floor.
"Wanna quit?" I smirked.
"Not yet." He smirked right back, and kicked at the hilt of my sword making me leave my sword too.
"This is how you leave your own defences unchecked." He inclined his head, grining in a mock.
And with in a few seconds we went hand to hand. I still needed to work on my punches, but my kicks did give a hard blow, and my defences were my strength when it comes to hand to hand combat.
At the trail of the training field, I saw Mor and Cassian observing us.
"Thirty minutes." Mor said.
"Ten minutes, and double of your amont" Cass replied. Mor gave him a look, which said"seriously?"
"What?" He shrugged, "they are newly mated, what else can you expect?" Cassian replied,
And then I realise, they weren't betting on how long I will last, they were betting on how long, Az can control himself before ripping my cloths into pieces and taking me right at the battle field. My cheeks heated.
We were still hand to hand. Though I lost my ears towards them for a few seconds, I was upright on the field.
Then I saw Mor summon Pop-corn in her hands. She offered them to Cassian and they both munched on it while watching us,
"Go gawk somewhere else! you guys are distracting us." Az yelled at them.
"As much as I would love to compare my length with yours, brother" Cassian teased "I have no interest in watching how good you can do in bed." and with it he was gone taking Mor with him. My cheeks still heated.
I blocked Az's blow and swung my legs into a perfect moment letting him go down, but instead of falling he flipped himself into a perfect stance taking his sword back into his hands and even before I could contemplate, he swung his leg under mine, and even before I realise, I was on the ground, near my sword and his sword on my neck.
"Check" he said.
In seconds I kicked his hand, he lost his grip on the hilt and his sword clattered on ground once again. And without giving him the courtesy of deciphering what happened, I held both the swords and flipped myself into a quick maneuver, standing just a feet apart from him, and held both the swords in a cross against his neck.
"Mate." I purred.
He gave me a knowing smirk. And in a quick moment he held my wrists, and even before I could do anything he flipped them yanking of the swords from my hands. And in a second he was against my back, my hands twisted behind me. My chest heaved, my breath shallow and heavy. And he in the same condition. I could feel his heaving chest against my back and his breathing against my neck.
His mouth moved towards my ear, I felt his breath there, and,... and I arched into him. "Check and Mate" he purred, his breath tickling my ear, sending shivers down my body. He continued purring in my ear "And this is why you should never hold both the swords on someone's neck at a time. One is enough, the latter is to give them a killing blow if they try to yield free of the former."
His body was tough against mine. Though his hand still soft against my wrist but not lose enough to free me. He still held me against him. There was deep silence for a few moments, untill I said,
"You can be a real prick, when it comes to training."
"I know right, don't I?" He nibbled at my earlobe and I arched into his shoulder, granting him more access. He went down, nuzzling my neck, and slowly, very slowly... His lips touched my skin, and I lost myself to him. His one hand holding my hands back and the other slid to hold my waist. He splotched his mouth over my neck, making me shiver into his touch.
"Now who's the one loosing their control? Huh?" He breathed on my neck.
And that mock really really trigger me. And I dropped my body down, he still held my wrist firm untill I pushed myself through the open cave between his legs. Here he had two choices, first, let my hands go or second, fall on his face and both were in my advantage against my opponent. He chose the former, but.... Shit I touched his.... Rutting hell, I touched his.....
I pretended not to acknowledge it, but as he turned towards me. I saw him get hard and he looked in my eyes. My cheeks heated.
"I'm going to make you regret this." He smirked, and took of his tunic and threw it on on the ground, taking a step towards me.
"Az, no, not again." I protested taking a step back,even though I knew my wishes were contrary.
He vanished into dark shadows. Huh? But where? He left me on my own?