[Aziraphale gives a desperate little sound as Crowley shifts his position and puts his tongue to good use. In the weeks that they've been together physically, the angel has enjoyed all sorts of configurations between them, but his favorite remains any sort of sex like this, curled up against one another, skin to skin. Perhaps it was because of all the years he had to keep Crowley at a distance that he now wanted the demon as close as possible.
His hands continue to play with Crowley's hair, delighted by how much more there is to wind around his fingers. He still wants to braid it, but obviously not in his current state. But who can blame him for being distracted, really? His thrusts turn more urgent, pleasure coiling tight within him now that he's finally giving his body what it wants.]
Oh, I -- I'm nearly there -- Crowley --!
[It's the massaging of his wing joints that tips him over, his feathers rustling like a rainstorm. He comes across Crowley's stomach, his climax clutching and releasing him in waves, until with a soft gasp he collapses against his demon, wings drooping off the side of the bed. The smile on his face is nothing short of blissful.]
Felt like you were massaging my very soul, dear... well done...
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Date: 2020-05-27 05:13 pm (UTC)His hands continue to play with Crowley's hair, delighted by how much more there is to wind around his fingers. He still wants to braid it, but obviously not in his current state. But who can blame him for being distracted, really? His thrusts turn more urgent, pleasure coiling tight within him now that he's finally giving his body what it wants.]
Oh, I -- I'm nearly there -- Crowley --!
[It's the massaging of his wing joints that tips him over, his feathers rustling like a rainstorm. He comes across Crowley's stomach, his climax clutching and releasing him in waves, until with a soft gasp he collapses against his demon, wings drooping off the side of the bed. The smile on his face is nothing short of blissful.]
Felt like you were massaging my very soul, dear... well done...