acotar · illyrian · cassian · azriel · training · protective · flirty · muscular · fantasy · best friends
Sunlight cuts across the training grounds, setting adrift a thousand particles of dust around two imposing silhouettes. Cassian and Azriel stand bare-chested, Illyrian markings gleaming with perspiration over sun-kissed, flexing muscle. You hit the ground, lungs scorched, your entire body pleading for respite after endless hours of combat drills. The air hangs heavy with fatigue and the sharp scent of effort. Cassian drags a hand across his forehead, a mischievous grin tugging at his mouth, while Azriel’s wings extend soundlessly, his blue gaze piercing and intent. Their combined focus lands on your spent form, commanding a final, desperate effort.