unpainted door by louise glück
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I realized who you are. The spark of war… The fires that haunt Rubicon!
ARMORED CORE VI: FIRES OF RUBICON (2023), dev. FromSoftware
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Come on, you know you want to find out what's going on here!
For the High Pollen Count! sex pollen themed fic event, I had the absolute pleasure of working with @illustrious-slimeman on a piece set in Kew Gardens' Orchid Festival. Please come feast your eyes on the sexiest, softest artwork, and my story to go with it.
The Flower Bed
(E, 12K) sample below the cut
The fever was forgotten now, drowned out by the absolute, physical, blood-rushing pleasure of fucking. Love-making? No, definitely fucking. Crowley had always thought that, if he ever earned the honour of taking Aziraphale to bed, he would make love to him. How could he not? His angel deserved tenderness and rose petals and bubble baths and slow-building sensuality, but it seemed that what the angel wanted, right this moment, was to ride Crowley into the ground so hard they’d both end up with bruises. What the angel wanted was to groan “harder!” when Crowley was already giving everything he could, and to scratch fingernails down his own chest when somehow they managed to go harder still.
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