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"Patience, my love," whispered Aziraphale again. "This is just the beginning."

A little first-time (extremely soft) light bondage on a rainy afternoon, with feelings and tenderness and love. It was an ancient dream, old as the Garden and a vine that had twined around two branches together, dangerous as the offer of a sheltering wing. But in this quiet cottage, in this bedroom looking out to the hills and the sea and the sky, certain things were proving possible, after all.

Length: 8,359 Words AO3 Rating: Explicit/ Spice Level 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 Best for/Keywords: After Dark, Erotica, South Downs Cottage, Healing, Trans Character Major Triggers: None

Read it here, fic by adverbian

*Minor Spoilers* Oh this is gorgeous gorgeous GORGEOUS! This is everything that I personally love, and it's such a tender and erotic look through a window, into a certain bedroom in the South Downs.

This is just one scene of our pair trying out bondage for the first time. It's heart sickeningly tender and healing as much as it is insanely sexy. And the prose is just beautiful. I particularly love this admission at the ending, “You held onto me....You took me flying, and you held onto me, and you didn’t let me go.” What a lovely depiction of the trust these two have for each other, and how vulnerable it can be to give your body completely to another. Truly a fantastic little story that you need to save for a quiet read, preferably in bed.

12. how are you?