Summary: There is no such thing as a bad time for dancing.
Tags: Feyre POV
AN: A little gift for neady02 for the FeyRhys Secret Santa 2016 gift exchange! I hope you enjoy reading the fluff as much as I did writing it! :)
We walked through the streets of Velaris in silence, having split off from everyone else after dancing at Rita’s. It was long after midnight and I was tired, but the adrenaline was keeping me awake with only a yawn here and there. It was nice to enjoy the peace—as much as one could get in our partially nocturnal Court—my fingers interlaced with Rhys’s, my heeled shoes hanging from my fingers by their straps in my other hand. The cool stone felt good on my aching feet, the hours of dancing finally starting to catch up with me.
We walked together in comfortable silence for awhile, taking the longest route back to the townhouse on purpose. We crossed a small bridge to the town square, the only people around us the ones who chose to sleep during the day to live under the night sky. I couldn’t even disagree with their logic—Rhys had not exaggerated when he said their nights were more beautiful than the seasonal courts. Even with the scattered clouds, the moon still shone through them in a way that made them seem more ethereal, the scattered stars twinkling brightly around them.
“Would you like to dance?” Rhys asked, breaking the silence. I looked at him skeptically, not entirely sure if he was serious.
You had your heels hanging from your finger tips as you walked along the shoreline with Crowley. He’d treated you to a very lovely dinner, and then surprised you with a trip to the beach. You’d spoken fondly of going as a child, but losing your love for it the older you got. Mainly because of other people. You smiled at him as the water hit your ankles.
Amazingly enough, he had removed his socks and shoes, and rolled up his pant legs. His hand held yours gently. This was the calmest you had been in ages. “I hope you enjoyed yourself tonight, love.” He smiled at you.
“I did, actually. Thank you.” You blushed.
“Do you believe me now?” He stopped, making you face him. His hands cupped your face, searching for any sign that you doubted him. “Do you believe me when I say that you are utter perfection?”
Your cheeks felt like they would burst into flames at any moment. “I believe that to you, I am.” That’s the best you could do. You knew that everyone’s perception of beauty was different.
He chuckled. “I’ll take it.” Leaning in, he kissed you gently. Your arms went under his, your hands resting on his back. It seemed to go by too quickly. “Care to join me for a movie?”
“You aren’t sick of me yet?” You teased.
He feigned hurt. “Never!” You laughed, shaking your head. “I will never tire of hearing you laugh.”
The two of you were snapped back to his chambers in Hell, much to your surprise. He gave you one of his shirts to sleep in, even though you reminded him he could snap you your pajamas. After a few minutes, you gave in. Stepping out of the bathroom, you bit your lip. The shirt skimmed your thighs, making you feel a little exposed. You weren’t a fan of your thighs.
Crowley was laying in bed, in just his boxers, when he heard you come out. “Bloody Hell.” He breathed out, shifting slightly. Moving over, you slid into bed next to him. He wrapped his arm around you as you put your head on his chest. “I hope you know that when we take our relationship to the next step, I’m going to ravish you. You have no idea what seeing you in just my shirt is doing to me.” He growled.
You looked up at him and kissed his jaw. “In time.” You promised. “I want to, but I need to work through my issues first.”
“Take your time, pet. I’ll wait.” He said as he put on a movie and held you close.
Stretch, strengthen, and soothe your spine with these easy asanas. They can be performed after a day of work or in the early morning. The idea behind this sequence is to decompress the spine from the constant tension we experience in our daily routines.
Baddha Konasana, From a seated position, bring the soles of your feet together and then
slide them away from you. Allowing your back to round, fold forward,
lightly resting your hands on your feet or on the floor in front of you.
Your head should hang down toward your heels. If possible let the hands come underneath the legs and rest on top of the feet.
If the neck is too stressed, support the head in the hands, resting elbows on thighs or a block. You could also rest your chest on a bolster positioned across the thighs
Happy Baby pose, start by lying in a supine position (meaning on your back). Bring both knees up to the chest with an exhale. Grip the outsides of your feet with your hands, feel free to catch the shins, or use a prop like belt. Open your knees slightly wider than your torso, then bring
them up toward your armpits.
Childs pose, Kneel on the floor. Touch your big toes together and sit on your heels, then separate your knees about as wide as your hips. Exhale and lay your torso down between your thighs. Lay your hands on the floor alongside your torso, palms up, and release
the fronts of your shoulders toward the floor. Feel how the weight of
the front shoulders pulls the shoulder blades wide across your back.
Fish pose, Using a block or a bolster, place it underneath you in
shoulder blades. Take a
gentle backbend, by lifting your chest-bone up and back, as you drape
your torso over the block/bolster. You can set your legs mat width
taking butterfly legs if you want to add in an additional hip opening.
Relax your neck and look towards the back. If you are feeling a lot of
tension in your neck, feel free to place another block or pillow at the
back of your head for support.
You are welcome to stay here for as long as you feel comfortable, a recomended time would be something between 3 to 5 minutes in each asana.
Smoothing the dress with one hand, Sara examined herself in the mirror tilting her head and pursing her lips in silent inspection. Apparently reaching some sort of positive conclusion, she set down the hallway with her overly high heels hanging from her fingers. She paused a few doors down, knocking in a way that seemed distinctly agitated. “Ready, Leonard?”
people wonder why i dont jump head over heels to hang out with Other Gays: b/c every time i met a cis gay they start trying to A. compare their drag hobby to my entire life, B. point out how i could pass better if i did XYZ or C. imply that I have “lots of work to do” or ask “what are you hoping for? do you want to look so no one could ever tell?”
LIKE NAW, I ABSOLUTELY LOVE WHEN PEOPLE MISGENDER ME! ITS GREAT FUN! Like come on what the fuck do you think