Varian x Reader Oneshots

Take a Break

WARNINGS: Slightly adult content, 15+

They are 19 here by the way.

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You tapped your foot on the ground, your hands fiddling with your bedsheets as you watched Varian work. You were a handmaiden at the castle, and Varian the Royal Alchemist, and today was both your days off. Well, you wouldn't know that, seeing as how Varian was sat at his desk working. You walked over to him.

"Varian, come on! Its your day off, Rapunzel of all people isn't going to mind if you don't finish this project today," you pleaded, tugging at the sleeves of his shirt, "Spend time with me."

You stuck your bottom lip out, and angled your eyebrows upwards in an attempt to beg. He looked up at you, smiling, and pecked your lips.

"Sorry sweetheart, this project was due yesterday," he retorted, his head tilting, his eyes glinting with humorous intent as he observed your puppy dog face.

"Hmph," you exclaimed, and sulked back over to the bed.

You crossed your arm over your chest, and pouted at the floor. You sat there like that for a good couple of minutes, scarcely moving, until you heard the scraping of a chair and footsteps. You glanced up slightly to see Varian on his knees in front of you, his hands on your lap.

"Rapunzel can wait a while longer," he smirked, and leant forwards, pressing his lips against yours.

You breathed in heavily through your nose, leaning backwards, and wrapped your arms around his neck. He leant in to you, his torso in between your legs, you trying not to fall onto your back. Too late. Varian pushed you, and you fell onto the bed. Your noses squashed together as you deepened your kiss, your legs wrapping around his waist. Varian moved away from your face, and began to nip at your neck, his body pressed up against yours. Your neck fell backwards, giving him access, and you held your breath as a tiny moan escaped your lips. Varian smirked, pulling at the bottom of your shirt, asking for your permission.

You rolled to the side at a 90 degree angle, laying in the direction you would as if you were sleeping, and Varian came with you. He brought his body up off yours as he pulled off your shirt, leaving you in your undergarments. You responded by pulling off his, to which he smiled and leant his chest into yours. Your lips connected again, and Varian slipped his tongue in, which surprised you, to say the least. His dominance was in no way off putting however, so you pushed your head into the mattress as he deepened the kiss.

You ran your hands through his hair and pulled off his goggles, throwing them over to the side. Varian brought his head up in the direction they landed, but you pulled him back into you. He brought his hands down to your trousers, pulling at the fabric, his other hand running itself up your body. Then suddenly...

"Can I come in?" a voice piped from outside. Rapunzel.

"Damn!" Varian hissed, his body lifting off yours and reaching for his shirt.

You did the same, frantically pushing your head through the hole and running your fingers through your hair to tame it. Varian swung his legs around and got off you, walking over to the door. He opened it and leant on the side of the frame, his arms crossed.

"Yes, princess?" he asked, his face red both from being embarrassed and flustered.

He smiled, his lopsided grin a welcome sign for you as you joined him at the door.

"What can we do for you, Rapunzel?" You asked, trying to mask your heavy breaths.

She raised her eyebrows, and you smiled innocently in response.

"I just came to tell Varian that the design for the automatic laundry trolley isn't needed until next week, the builders have been delayed," she chirped, her hands patting her sides in contentment.

"Okay. Cool. Great," Varian answered.

He looked at you and nudged your side a little too obviously, to which you responded by kicking his shins.

"Well anyway, I'll leave you to your day off," Rapunzel smiled, and turned around to walk away.

Varian and you stared at each other, both smiling and letting out sighs of relief. Before you could close the door, Rapunzel spoke up again.

"Oh, (Y/N)?" she asked, and you raised your head.

"Your shirt is on back to front."