Nessian 16,17 for the prompts :)
Favorite Type(s) of Kissing Headcanon:
- Neck Kisses. Cassian goes for the throat when it comes to Nesta.
- He’s slow at first. Taking his time to work up or down her neck.
- At some point his tongue gets involved. How could he resist not tasting his mate?
- By the time Cassian reaches Nesta’s lips she is impatient and finally takes matters literally into her own hands by pulling him by his leathers.
- Cassian chuckles into the kiss. The vibrations doing wonders for Nesta as she kisses him with urgency.
- “Someone’s a bit impatient. If I knew you wanted me so much-”
“Less talking more kissing.” Nesta’s demand is breathless as she deepens the kiss.
- And her commanding tone mixed with her hands running down his chest leaves Cassian at her mercy.
- He is quick to return the passion. His hands running through her hair and tilting her head back to deepen his reach in her mouth with his tongue.
- They both moan, though Cassian’s is deep and shakes Nesta to the core.
- Soon their tongues fight for dominance. A battle that each of them are more than happy to participate in.
- More. More. More.
- Nesta and Cassian think the same thought. In response Nesta clutches and claws at Cassian’s shirt while Cassian’s hands trail down to tease her breasts.
- When they finally break apart their breaths are heaving, but smiles are on their faces.
- “Is that all you got Commander?”
“That was just round one sweetheart. We’re just getting started.”
- Nesta is terribly shy of undressing herself. She’s not one to reveal her emotions so being seen so bare…it frightens her.
- Cassian is understanding the whole time. Never rushing her and simply letting her set the pace.
- Usually Cassian removes an article of his own clothing first.
- He allows Nesta to get used to his body. He’ll gently hold her hand and place it above his beating heart that gallops underneath her palm.
- Nesta explores Cassian’s body. Her hands running down his chest and across the muscled grooves of his abs. Her eyes will stray lower against her own will.
- And she would be lying if she said that she was scared or thrilled at the sight between his legs.
- Cassian is holding back from pulling Nesta close. He wants to feel her against him. Even if the thin fabric of her dress is the only barrier between them.
- When Nesta is ready she’ll have Cassian help her remove her clothing.
- “Are you sure Nes?”
“I wouldn’t trust anyone, but you Cassian. Only you.”
- Cassian slowly memorizes each curve of Nesta’s body as it is revealed. His hands gliding up her legs and placing little kisses at her knees. He teases Nesta slowly until at last the final piece of garment is removed.
- Nesta, still feeling modest, will cover her breasts as Cassian rises up to meet her eyes.
- When Cassian notices this he ever so tenderly reaches for her.
- “You don’t need to hide from me Nesta. You’re-” Cassian was never one with words to compliment females. That’s Rhysand’s style. Not Cassian’s. And Mother above he struggles to find a way to describe how completely beautiful and fierce Nesta is.
- Nesta chuckles at Cassian’s stumble. Thinking that at least she isn’t the only one nervous. That they are walking into this as equals. But then Cassian’s next words make Nesta’s heart stutter.
- “You’re everything to me. My heart, my soul, my mate. And I love you so much more than I can even explain-”
- Nesta kisses him at that moment. Her hands falling away and pulling him close so that their naked bodies are pressed against each other.
- “Then don’t say anything else…because I love you too Cassian.”