[Aziraphale's body goes pleasantly lax underneath Crowley's deft touch. There is a huge difference between grooming one's own wings and having the one you love do it for you, which makes the spaces between his feathers all the more sensitive. He grinds once into the bedsheets, unable to help himself.]
Good thing we waited until now or... oh... my reaction would be awfully embarrassing...
[He certainly never felt like this the few times other angels set his feathers back in order. He doubts few of them know the true joy of such an intimate act. Oh, well, it's their loss.
Aziraphale rests his shiny, preened wing and presents the other for Crowley's inspection. He huffs out a laugh when he feels the demon's mouth on his skin instead.]
If you bite my rear again, I'm knocking you off the bed.
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Date: 2020-05-13 11:50 am (UTC)Good thing we waited until now or... oh... my reaction would be awfully embarrassing...
[He certainly never felt like this the few times other angels set his feathers back in order. He doubts few of them know the true joy of such an intimate act. Oh, well, it's their loss.
Aziraphale rests his shiny, preened wing and presents the other for Crowley's inspection. He huffs out a laugh when he feels the demon's mouth on his skin instead.]
If you bite my rear again, I'm knocking you off the bed.