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here together (what's your pleasure)
[https://archiveofourown.org/works/26592967] - - public:opalsong
“No,” Padmé says, breathless but full of iron. “Hands on the floor.”
and if you're feeling lucky (come and take me home)
[https://archiveofourown.org/works/27158083] - - public:opalsong
“’M supposed to be on duty,” Fox manages, and that argument probably would have worked better an hour ago, when he was being frog-marched out of his office as Thorn waved a solemn and mocking goodbye. It definitely doesn’t carry a lot of weight when he’s pinned between Thire and the tiles, real water running down his back and endlessly hot.
at your leisure
[https://archiveofourown.org/works/28651512] - - public:opalsong
“I can feel how much you want to come,” Obi-Wan murmured soothingly. “Would you like that? To come right now so that you can sit here properly as long as I’d like?” Or, Obi-Wan and Anakin relax, and Obi-Wan helps Anakin be good for him.
