Asriel X Frisk Fanfiction Novels & Stories

ALESSIA I couldn’t even organize my thoughts. I didn’t know whether I was angry or jealous—angry that they had moved on so quickly to Ashira or jealous that she was the one they called their mate. My emotions were a tangled mess. I didn’t even understand my own feelings. “Doctor, Azriel has been sick since the day you stopped showing up. His heart has been beating so slowly,” Axel’s voice cut through my thoughts. His tone carried that fake, annoying, pitiful expression. He was lying. I knew he was.

I didn't think she had it in her to be vulgar, but it seems Azrael has really pissed her off. Azrael approaches her, standing so close they are almost touching when he lowers his head. "You're so fierce and protective of that fairy; I wonder why that is?" Azrael's fingers brush some hair away from Alyssa's face. She seems to recoil at his touch. "Do you like him?" "Why?" Alyssa looks royally pissed. "Does it bother you that there might be other men catching my interest?" "Maybe," Azrael admits. I've never seen a more punchable face in my entire life.

His eyeballs had widened, and he was grabbing the table. “I know it has just been a day, but we already miss you.” Aziel said, and I noticed Franklin's claws digging into the table. He wasn't looking at anything in particular. I could not imagine how torturous it was to hear his sisters’ voices and not be able to speak to them. “And it seems you've finally settled down somewhere.” Paenyrah said, and I chuckled. “Well, I'm safe now.” I chuckled dryly. “I love what you've done with your hair. You look so pretty. Like a fucking goddess.” Paenyrah said, and I chuckled.

I said and could immediately sense the unhappy look of pity on Ariel's face. "Don't tell me you seriously fell for those lies Nora" She groaned while massaging her temples. "They're the truth!" I shunned her, already getting pissed off and she waved her hands in the air in a way to tell me to drop the topic. "So why's he mad?" She asked and I knew she was referring to Alaric. "Because I kissed Asher and he claimed he could perceive Asher's smell all over me from afar and it was disgusting", "Ariel, can you perceive it..." I trailed on my words when I suddenly caught Ariel trying to hold back a laugh.

“I….I love you, Asael,” as soon as those words escaped from her mouth, his grip on the mattress turned extremely violent. His jaw clenched whereas a devious malice washed over his entire demeanour which made him give her a couple of extremely hard and violent thrusts, making Ezrene scream underneath him and then they both broke down together in each other’s arms.

I beg voice full of need a need to feel his hands, lips and cock. "What do you want muñeca" Ares huskily asks as he comes over to stand behind me on the desk. "You to touch me" I moan as Alex bottoms out deep inside me in one hard thrust. Alex start his stocks long and hard making me moan loader as I feel Ares pinch my nipples before taking them into his mouth and starts to suck on them. The door opens again and in walk and half naked Asher with his hair sticking out all over the place "Having fun with out me Angel" his voice is thick with lust and sleep as he walks over to us and clames my mouth with his in a heated kiss.

“Did you miss me that much?” “Stop playing,” Azxel snapped, frustration burning through him. “Just —just let me —” He went in for a third kiss but Sky dodged again, tapping Azxel’s cheek with two fingers like rewarding a pet. Azxel froze, his breath shaking. “…Are you serious right now?” Sky grinned wider, insane amusement lighting his eyes. “Yes.” Azxel’s shoulders dropped. He gave up chasing, stepping back with a shaky exhale, biting his lip hard enough to sting. Even now his whole body buzzed for Sky’s touch and for anything.

"Your Highness!" Xieaniel shouted as he dashed inside Ashriel's room. Her wound was now covered with bandages which she really hates. "Please, for goodness' sake! Don't ever do that again!" He sobbed and knelt in front of her, checking her condition. "Oh com'on, Xieaniel. You're the fourth person who did that and said the same thing for Pete's sake." Ashriel rolled her eyes and pushed Xieaniel's face away. He was about to argue when the door banged open again. Ashriel sighed in distress.

Azrael Azrael’s mouth found mine again, the kiss wasn’t gentle, it was a claim, a statement, teeth grazing my lower lip before his tongue swept inside and erased every thought I’d been holding. My hands found his hair, that impossible softness my fingers had been hungry, I dug in, nails scraping his scalp, and the sound he made, a rough, throaty groan that vibrated against my mouth sent a pulse straight between my thighs.