Small WIP Snippets for FOB Fourth of July
I'm feeling a little saucy listening to this song again, and I figured it could be fun to share little snippets or summaries of the one fic and two chapters that are planned with Fourth of July lyrics that just aren't super close to seeing the light yet. So, for your entertainment, more of Hazel's nonsense:
1. may the bridges i have burned light my way back home (0:44)
A chapter from the spin-off of the planned Butch Aziraphale AU actual storyline sequel (yes, I do plan that far ahead :P). In the sequel, Gabriel will appear, oblivious to the role he played in Aziraphale's self-doubt when she was younger, and will deal with the fallout of that when Aziraphale's friends and especially her girlfriend get protective as he falls in love with Beelzebub. The spin-off is about the other 'angels', as they're mentioned in Aziraphale's flashbacks during the sequel, and seeing how they have grown and changed (or not) and how they now relate to Aziraphale. This chapter is about Saraqael, the bluntest and most honest of those 'friends' from back then, and how this odd resurgence of the old group brings her circling back for Aziraphale to rekindle a much more real friendship with her and, to a lesser extent, the other 'angels'.
2. you are the drought, and i'm the holy water you have been without (1:55)
The NSFW sequel to a second chance romance between transfem Aziraphale and male Crowley, childhood sweethearts who rekindle their relationship after 12 years apart. In this chapter, Aziraphale, who has convinced herself that Crowley is uninterested in more traditionally 'womanly' parts, is surprised when Crowley calls her out on making assumptions about him (which is what led to them breaking up long ago in the first place) and asks if she would please let him touch her. They're both very pleased with the effort. A little snippet:
And when he loomed over her, fingers circling faster, it took just a moment for her to break, keening as pleasure the likes of which she hadnât felt in a long time coursed through her, lashes fluttering as her eyes rolled back in her head
As she caught her breath and looked up at the almost dazed Crowley, she grinned. âNot bad for a first time.â
That shook him out of it and he looked at her with a raised eyebrow. âTrans men exist, Aziraphale.â His grin was wicked. âNot my first rodeo.â
Well now she felt stupid.
3. and all my thoughts of you, they could heat or cool the room (2:00)
Inspired by the 2024 Kinktober prompt 'Spanking' where I wrote Crowley trying to torment Aziraphale with his rear end to trigger a spanking. In there, one of his methods was hot yoga and tight shorts, and Aziraphale might not have been seduced for the spanking, but he was certainly seduced. So I figured, why not write that?
