Another one in the Of Fire and Falcons family of visual artists!
I was SO SO thrilled to be paired with @bea-n-art for the @goodomensafterdark Spring Fling Kink Sling! We were assigned orgasm control and latex, so here's a smutty little peek into the married life of fire spinner Crowley and falconer Aziraphale. You can also catch Bean's amazing art on Instagram at https://www.instagram.com/beatenossart! And make sure to click through to the fic to see the full-length version of this art - it is so hot that Tumblr wouldn't let me post it!
Rated E (obviously), 2,142 words
Read here on AO3!
Summary:
They’re back!
After a dismal opening weekend at their local Renaissance Faire, Crowley asks Aziraphale for some help with letting it all go. Aziraphale gives it to him in the best way he knows how.
Excerpt (slightly edited because this fic is filthy):
Crowley shuffled forward and laid his cheek on Aziraphale’s thigh, bracketed by his husband’s knees, nestled against his warm bulk. Aziraphale reached out to stroke his hair, brushing the scarlet strands behind his ear before rubbing a broad hand under his aching jaw. Crowley’s body was clamoring for some sort of relief, but he ignored it, content to breathe in Aziraphale’s scent, one hand wrapped around his ankle.
Aziraphale only let them rest for a moment. “Up here now, my love. I want you on my lap.”
Working on a set of stickers based on S2 E3, I Know Where I’m Going, aka the Edinburgh episode.
WIP
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Just another day in the fandom.
Laying down some color flats on Crowley for my next piece. Working title: Little Railed Riding Hood
WIP
(p.s. I post full size WIPs and a whole lot more to my Patreon)
love when i Enter The Painting Dimension for 6 hours and then surface and get hit with every status effect at once
Oh.
Oh.
The utter angel bastardry when you realize what crowley's married name is.
sketches for upcoming pieces
How are you Enjoying the Baftas?
❤️ Inking and coloring my early comic panels.
As always, the full shebang is on Patreon.
Just a silly fluff sketch.
S3 has been announced and my skin has cleared, depression is gone, throwing away my Prozac as my brain is now fully healed, my dad came back from buying cigarettes, my insomnia? Gone. Anxiety? Never heard of her. The sun shines and a nightingale sang on Berkeley square again
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