Gwynriel Fanfic - I think I lost our bet

Chapter 7 : Feelings

Chapter Synopsis : Gwyn and Az simping for each other. It’s a slow burn people y’all are gonna have to wait, a lot. I’m gonna give you breadcrumbs. ✨✨But dw we get some action…in the next chapter.

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Gwyn looked away from his capturing gaze. “Nothing,” she wiped her eyes. “just a bad day,” she lied.

Azriel wanted to push her further. Gwyn wanted someone to push her further. She wanted to tell someone what she was feeling.

I wanted to ask more.

I wanted to tell you.

Gwyn slowly got up and Azriel stopped leaning on her. Immediately feeling the disappointment when Gwyn’s scent wasn’t clouding his senses.

Gwyn just looked down at her hands and started fidgeting with them, playing with her non existent nails. A habit of hers she employed when she was nervous.

Why are you nervous?

I should stop being nervous.

Gwyn took a deep breath in and mumbled, “What are we doing Az?”

Azriel was surprised by the boldness of her question. He knew it was coming, it was only the matter of when.

Azriel sighed and ran his hand through his head.

Say something.

I don’t know what to say.

“Az,” Gwyn whispered, her voice so low that if Azriel wasn’t fae he wouldn’t have been able to hear her. She still wouldn’t look him in the eyes.

Look at me please.

“I want you to touch me.” She said, her voice not hesitating.

Azriel tried to hide his emotions but couldn’t help widening his eyes a bit. He tried to think but his mind was completely blank. But he wanted to know if his definition of touching was the same as hers?

“Do you mean like touch you touch you or just touch you?” Azriel spoke rapidly.

I’ve never said so many words in a sentence.

I’ve never heard him speak so much in one go.

Gwyn finally looked up, a small blush on her cheeks and a small smile on her face.

I made her blush.

I made her smile.

I made her blush.

I made her smile.

The words repeated themselves in Azriel’s mind, and they soothed him, calmed him. A grin broke out of Azriel’s face, the tension now non-existent.

Azriel raised his eyebrow in an almost comical way. “So what’s it gonna be valkyrie?”

And Gwyn chuckled. He could see her trying to hide her smile and blush but loved the fact that she failed.

But then she looked upto him like the brave valkyrie she was, and smirked, “I just want you to touch me shadowsinger. Run your hands all over my body, you know. Touch my ass, my breasts, anything you want. If you’re able to fathom some control, I’d like to be dressed, for now.”

Azriel was surprised by the boldness of her words, but he was never to back down from a challenge. “So shall we get started valkyrie?