#death and his lovely fawn
A quickie Elriel training headcanon
Azriel: Pins Elain to the wall, smirks. “Get me off, then we can break for a drink and a snack.”
Elain:Smiles sweetly, licks Az’s neck, lightly strokes his wing.
Azriel:Eyes closed, fists clenching either side of Elain’s head. “Not what I meant, but okay.” Picks Elain up and winnows into the shadows.
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Please see this post for the accompanying theory.