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You guys (gn)... I can hardly believe... @gleafer has made an amazing cover art for my Dark Principality series!!!

I literally cannot stop staring!! AAAaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!

Lucifer, my beloved! He looks exactly the way I imagined him!!

And just in time for the release of Part 3, May You Find Some Comfort Here at the end of the month!!

In case you need to catch up, here are the links to the first two parts!

The Arms of the Angel https://archiveofourown.org/works/60661360

This Glorious Sadness https://archiveofourown.org/works/61953979

It has been FAR too long since the last part of this series, but FINALLY!! Here it is! The newest part of my AziraFer series, Dark Principality!

Title: Oh Beautiful Release

Rating: E

Word Count: 7563

Summary: With Crowley intruding on Lucifer's interlude with Aziraphale, the time has come for the three of them to finally work things out. But though Aziraphale insists Crowley isn't there to fight, tempers quickly begin to rise... and so do their passions.

Excerpt:

Lucifer stood in the center of the bedroom on the first floor of the bookshop, his hands held firmly in Aziraphale’s while his eyes were locked on the demon standing in the doorway. Crowley stood, arms braced against the wooden frame and glinting amber eyes uncovered as he took in the sight of his boss, king of Hell, the great adversary, Aziraphale’s paramour.

“Crowley.” Aziraphale smiled at him but didn’t move from where he stood next to the archdemon. “Why don’t you give us a moment, dear boy. I really ought to explain a few things. It must be terribly confusing, isn’t it?”

“Confusing,” Lucifer echoed, his eyes darting between them while his mind tried desperately to understand what was happening.

“I’ll just go put the kettle on then, shall I?” Crowley sneered, but there was pity in his expression as he turned and began clanging his way down the spiral staircase. There was nothing that could have infuriated Lucifer more.

Read the rest here on AO3!

Huge thanks to @gleafer for this beautiful cover art, @on1occasionfork for the beautiful lettering, and @groovynightstrawberry for an amazing beta reading!

It's finally here!! Dark Principality, part 3!! I'm so happy with the way this came out... I hope everyone enjoys it 💖

Title: May You Find Some Comfort Here

Rating: E

Word Count: 10,664

Summary:

It's been a month since their disastrous fight, and Aziraphale is worried. Lucifer has been shirking his responsibilities in Hell and ignoring every attempt of the angel's to communicate.

Refusing to give up, Aziraphale summons Lucifer directly into the bookshop. But when the Morningstar appears, arrayed for war, will he be willing to listen to Aziraphale's apology? Or is there really only one way for this to end?

Excerpt:

“Well,” Lucifer said, his voice silk as he leaned on his weapon and sneered at Aziraphale. “The Supreme Archangel himself. To what do I owe this… pleasure?” He purred the last word, making it sound positively indecent, causing the color to leap into Aziraphale’s cheeks as the angel struggled to stop fidgeting.

“Thank you for coming,” Aziraphale managed to squeak out, clearing his throat nervously. Lucifer didn’t respond. He yawned as he lifted a hand to examine his fingernails, as though already dismissing Aziraphale. Aziraphale shifted again. “You look… that is to say…” Aziraphale cleared his throat again. All the things he had intended to say were vanishing from his mind upon actually facing the archdemon here in his bookshop.

“I had assumed that this would be a declaration of war, or some other official matter,” Lucifer drawled, not even glancing up from his fingers. “So I made sure to dress appropriately. Surely you didn’t call me here for some triviality about my incredible good looks like a wayward angel with too much time on his hands.”

Huge thanks to @ladybracknellssherry and @on1occasionfork for beta reading, hand holding, head patting and general cheering me on as I went!

And an enormous thank you to @gleafer for this amazing cover art! I still stare at it sometimes and wonder how it could be so perfect!

Read the rest on AO3 here!

Still going strong! My daily smutty drabbles have been so much fun to write! In this group we have so much more Aziraphale and Crowley... and also a dive into my Dark Principality series with some Aziraphale/Lucifer... and even a ForeInk drabble! (that's a pairing from my first crack fic... Crowley's tattoo and Aziraphale's foreskin 😁)... Drabbles 11-17! Masturbation, Femininization, Ancient Rome, Feeding, Tattoo, True Form, and Voyeur!

Rating: E

Word Count: 100 words per chapter (occasional double drabble)

Excerpt: Lucifer reached down and put a hand under Aziraphale’s chin, gently tilting the angel’s face up to meet him. He straddled Aziraphale’s lap, his other hand twined in the fabric of Aziraphale’s shirt. Teasingly he bent forward until the chocolate held in his teeth just brushed Aziraphale’s lips. Lowering his eyes seductively he waited, until Aziraphale leaned forward, pressing their lips together.

Read the rest here on AO3!!

A month of Aziraphale/Lucifer drabbles for Kinksgiving, now complete! 31 chapters of sin, heresy, love, and smut!

Rating: E

Summary: Aziraphale and Lucifer spend time together, exploring their new relationship.

Excerpt:

Hesitating only for a moment, Aziraphale selected one of the wafers and broke it in half. With a wiggle of his hips, Lucifer closed his eyes and opened his mouth, Aziraphale’s desire reigniting at the sight as he laid the bread on Lucifer’s tongue. “Delicious.” Aziraphale felt his cheeks flush as Lucifer watched him as though he were the wafer being consumed. The silver plate was whisked away, and in its place Lucifer pressed the cruet of wine and sank back on his heels. “The body and then the blood, my love. Pour it for me?” Aziraphale’s breath caught at the lust and devotion mixing together in Lucifer’s eyes as he moved closer until he was able to lay his head back on Aziraphale’s thigh, mouth open, waiting. Hands shaking, Aziraphale lifted the cruet, feeling his Effort hardening at the sight. Lucifer reached out and gently took Aziraphale’s wrist, holding his hand steady. His grip was like fire, scalding, but grounding, and Aziraphale reveled in his touch. “I am not worthy to receive this,” Lucifer whispered, glancing at Aziraphale through his long, golden lashes, “but only say the word, Azi, and my soul shall be healed.”

Read the FULL collection here on AO3!

(also! A note... my AO3 name will be changing to the-ineffable-dance... new name, same fics!)

Heresy, the third part of my omegaverse series Hedonia, has been posted!

A few weeks ago, Aziraphale Fell stepped into Inferno and has rarely left the heated corners of Lucius Morningstar's mind since. It's not only the other alpha's budding relationship with his omega Anthony that has Lucius fixating on Aziraphale, but his own unusual attraction to him as well. After some sweet encouragement from Anthony, Lucius invites Aziraphale to their flat so that the two of them— alone— can get to know each other better, wondering if the weirdly itchy, alien urge to hand over some power to the other alpha will stick, or if it was just a fleeting fancy.

Can you guess what the answer is?

Tags: Omegaverse, Lucifer/Crowley, Aziraphale/Lucifer, non monogamy/polyamory, healthy relationships, smut, alpha x alpha, sexual tension, anal bareback/creampie, breeding kink, frotting, dirty talk, scent kink, NSFW art and more!

Excerpt:

“I know that you could end my life as easily— or perhaps even more easily— as you could allow me the pleasure of touching you,” the tone of the other alpha’s voice tumbles downward with every word, and his gaze further darkens along with it, but still his hands remain behind his back, “and I would never presume to be in possession of your consent without hearing it from your pretty mouth, so I will ask you again— may I touch you, Lucius?”

His throat hasn’t ever been this parched as he stares down at Aziraphale, and Lucius nods once after a few seconds, dipping his chin but not breaking eye contact, trying not to think of how the other alpha thinks his mouth is pretty and that it would be a pleasure to touch him. The emphasis on his consent isn’t unexpected, exactly, but Lucius isn’t usually on this end of it. It’s got him feeling exactly as he did at Inferno but multiplied— unbalanced, bewildered, and almost shy.

“Use your words, alpha,” the purr of Aziraphale’s instruction— or command, to be more accurate— is laced with the gravelly threads of a growl, with the barest hint of…not a threat, exactly, but of strength, of power, and it reignites the ebbing fire within Lucius, it stokes the coals of defiance that had temporarily receded enough to pull a warning rumble from behind his sternum.

The concept of another alpha daring to give him an order is wrong and yet, and yet—

It makes Lucius want to rip Aziraphale apart just as much as it makes him want to collapse at his feet.

A Lucifer POV poem set directly after the events of my fic The Arms of the Angel

How many long and lonely years

I've watched him from afar

And known that he'd be happiest

If I stayed well apart

For though I wish he'd be with me

My angel must fly free

*

And then before my lonely throne

My angel did appear

Every dream at last came true

But it was as I feared

For just one night he was with me

I'll ne're again be free

*

His heart and mine, they beat as one

For th’ first time I felt peace

Then morning came, he took his leave

And now my dream must cease

Although I wish he’d stay with me

I had to set him free

*

His heart belongs to someone else

Of this I’ve always known

Together they’ll return Above

I’ll stay in Hell alone

Leading my kingdom I must be

To follow, I’m not free

*

Though he told me he would return

I won’t hold out hope much

Instead I’ll keep what time we had

As gently as his touch

And though I wish he’d chosen me

I’ll set my angel free

A collection of smutty Kinksgiving drabbles featuring Aziraphale/Lucifer! (AziraFer) my favorite rare pair. Using the heresy prompt list for the month, I'll be adding a chapter a day throughout November!

Title: This Beautiful Sin

Rating: E

Word Count: 100-200 words per chapter

Excerpt: Lucifer prowled around the altar, eyes locked onto the angel spread out on the soft purple fabric. Aziraphale’s pale skin was flushed as he watched Lucifer circle. The weight of the Morningstar’s unwavering attention had Aziraphale squirming, but there was a rush of pleasure that coursed through him as well. He strained against the bonds that tied him to the altar, pulling his arms taunt over his head.

Read the collection as it grows here on AO3!