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1. love me mercilessly by Voralisthelittlebat

   Fandoms: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas  

   • Explicit
   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • M/M
   • Complete Work

   03 Mar 2025

   Tags

   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • Azriel/Eris Vanserra
   • Azriel (A Court of Thorns and Roses)
   • Eris Vanserra
   • Lucien Vanserra
   • Vanserra Brothers (A Court of Thorns and Roses)
   • Inner Circle (A Court of Thorns and Roses)
   • Enemies to Lovers
   • Past Child Abuse
   • Slow Burn
   • Character Study
   • POV Multiple
   • Cover Art
   • Idiots in Love
   • Banter
   • Drinking & Talking
   • Consensual Kink
   • Therapy
   • Eris Vanserra Redemption
   • Topping from the Bottom
   • My First Fanfic
   • Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD
   • Alternate Universe - Modern Setting
   • Rough Oral Sex
   • Choking
   • Anal Sex
   • Shameless Smut
   • Eventual Romance
   • The Author Regrets Nothing
   • Angst and Hurt/Comfort
   • Rope Bondage
   • I'm writing even more shitshow into ACOTAR
   • Illustrations
   • Eris and his choking kink
   • srsly we stan therapy in this house
   • live laugh Lucien
   • the batboys are balkanians
   • and the Vanserras are posh brits
   • I needed nationalities so here we go
   • excessive use of the word kurwa
   • lawyer Eris
   • special agent Azriel
   • Canon-Typical Violence
   • Eventual Smut
   • you need to hurt in order to comfort
   • lots of poetry

   Summary

   Azriel realised with a pang.
   That Eris didn’t fight back.

   No, that smug fucker was letting him do it, and oh, it turned everything upside down. All that self-proclaimed righteousness, all that warm rage turned cold, and something uncomfortable prickled at the pit of Azriel’s stomach. The perfectly manicured nails scratched his skin so slightly, the amber eyes were wide with shock, pupils dilated, but this wasn’t a face of someone who was being tortured within an inch of their life. This expression didn’t belong to someone who was currently suffocated to anoxia. Oh no, this made everything turn against him. Those eyes staring into him with their strangely lit colour, unblinking, that gaping mouth, that still visible smile, everything sang to him, please, continue, I want to be at your mercy.

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   A story about two middle-aged men (with a lot of baggage) who learn that they might not be so different afterall.

   Language:

   English

   Words:

   188,276

   Chapters:

   30/30

   Comments:

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