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    Feyre Archerons neighbor stands out on their shared deck each morning.

    Totally naked.

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    30 Jun 2026

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    A short mini fic in which Feyre has been in the Night Court for a month when she falls asleep on Rhys's shoulder at dinner in front of everyone and Rhys does not know what to do with himself.

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    30 Jun 2026

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    This is sleepy, romantic, domestic morning sex in the South Downs Cottage. Crowley's still getting used to a love this good, the way it remakes him, the way it remakes the world.

    Based on Khiroptera's art "soft" in "floating in your sacred sin," with permission -- go look at it and love it!

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    05 Jun 2026

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    It's their second summer in the cottage. Aziraphale tries out a vulva, but keeps his prostate. Crowley just wants to please him. They are very, very in love.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    “You’re going to order for me,” Aziraphale says softly. The Ritz bustles around them in the midst of the dinner rush. “The usuals, and then I trust you know what I’d like off the specials.” He unfolds the napkin on his plate tidily onto his lap. “Six courses, please.”

    Crowley’s sweating, his thighs clenched, his fingers clawing the tablecloth as he bites back the obscene moan building in the back of his throat.

    “Angel,” he chokes out, “I can’t— when I’m like this— six courses—

    “You can,” Aziraphale says. His voice is mild but his gaze is piercing. Crowley gulps. “And you will, my dear boy. For me.”

    *******
    In which Crowley has a vibrator inside him at the Ritz and Aziraphale has the remote in his pocket while he enjoys his meal.
    Crowley trusts that Aziraphale will take his husband home and see to him quite thoroughly, soon enough.

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    05 Jun 2026