ACOWAR Exchange: Tethered Wings
This smutty and fluffy fic is a gift for the wonderful, the very talented, @blogtealdeal! I had so much fun participating in this exchange, hosted by @squaddreamcourt, and writing the Nessian fic you requested. This is my first real ACOMAF fic so I hope you enjoy it (and that there is plenty of wingsin in it for your liking)!!
I was fuming.
That was putting it lightly. I held wrath in my palm and the promise of murder in my eyes. Anger and disbelief bubbled from deep inside me. My chest was on fire and my hands were clenched in balls of fury. My golden hair whipped behind me in wake of the tornado that was about to hit. I was livid.
The only coherent thought that raced through my mind as I pushed past Rhysand and Feyre, who were not-so-subtly making out in the corridor, was this:
Cassian should be fucking terrified.
I remembered the last time Cassian had pissed me off. It had been last night. He took it upon himself to whoop my ass instead of bidding me good night like a sane human. When I’d pinned him against the wall, he claimed my butt needed more attention, and that he was merely obliging it.
Before that, it was the discovery of my Illyrian wings, in which Cassian teased me about endlessly in the following weeks. After that, the fake dating incident. Then, the time he took me flying and all but dropped me in the fucking sky because I was being “too stubborn.” Add to that all of the overt flirting in between. There was always something.