[ Crowley is careful to hold Aziraphale steady as he rolls him onto his back in their little nest of pillows. He continues to finger him as he adjusts their positions, settling between Aziraphale's thighs, even hooking his elbow under the angel's knee to guide it around his hip. ]
Better angle this way, more comfortable.
[ And he could look at Aziraphale properly, see every delectable expression as they moved together - and while Crowley might admit some bias, Aziraphale was absolutely the most alluring being in all creation. It just showed how little taste Heaven actually had that they couldn't see it.
He shifted again so he was sitting upright, on his knees, and pulled his fingers out, and instead positioned his cockhead at the angel's entrance. ]
Right. We're really doing this, yeah?
[ He sounds breathless, anticipatory and eager. He wants this badly, but if Aziraphale wants to back out, he's happy to give him an opening. ]
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Better angle this way, more comfortable.
[ And he could look at Aziraphale properly, see every delectable expression as they moved together - and while Crowley might admit some bias, Aziraphale was absolutely the most alluring being in all creation. It just showed how little taste Heaven actually had that they couldn't see it.
He shifted again so he was sitting upright, on his knees, and pulled his fingers out, and instead positioned his cockhead at the angel's entrance. ]
Right. We're really doing this, yeah?
[ He sounds breathless, anticipatory and eager. He wants this badly, but if Aziraphale wants to back out, he's happy to give him an opening. ]