Post-Sex Intimacy
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"The six AM sunlight filters through the windows, as soft as R’s lips on the back of Gavin’s shoulder. The sunrise creates an ethereal haze that clings to the remnants of the previous night, seemingly as reluctant as Gavin himself to let them fade to nothing but memory."
After finally giving in to their feelings, Gavin and RK spend the early morning hours simply being together and worshipping the one they're with.
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Neon always feared losing control—but with Fade, surrender feels less like a risk and more like coming home. One unforgettable night, she learns that even in the dark, some people are meant to stay—through every spark, every burn, every fall.
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- Part 3 of The Darkness We Keep
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The elevator doors slid open, and the lobby fell silent. All eyes turned to Alastor. Gone was his usual stiff haircut, replaced by soft curls framing his face. The burgundy dress clung to him, its plunging neckline revealing the soft fur of his chest, the hemline stopping scandalously short. Stockings traced the length of his legs, disappearing into high heels that clicked with each step. A choker circled his neck, long gloves matched the dress, and his tail swayed with maddening confidence.
Lucifer’s gaze lingered helplessly on every detail - the soft curl of his hair, the teasing flick of his tail, the way the dress seemed made to torment him. Even his usual filtered voice was gone, replaced by a Southern drawl as rich and smooth as molasses. It sent a shiver through Lucifer.
“What about you, sire?” Alastor asked, his crimson eyes gleaming with mischief. “Do I pass your inspection?”
Lucifer swallowed hard, his voice coming out rougher than he’d intended. “You’ll do.”
Alastor’s laughter, low and silken, sent another tremor through him. As the group moved to leave, Lucifer followed, pulse racing and one glaring truth burning in his mind.
He was hopelessly and completely fucked.