[ Crowley could, indeed, get up to all kinds of mischief even with his tongue so thoroughly occupied in mapping every corner of Aziraphale's mouth. His fingers are fully occupied with stroking and kneading into the meat of the angel's ass and thigh, loving the soft give and the hint of firmer muscle. When Aziraphale starts teasing his nipple, the whine from Crowley is utterly wanton. ]
Angel -
[ He's breathless, already flushed and panting, aching for Aziraphale's touch. There aren't words for how good it feels, like little jolts of electricity down his spine, going right to his groin.
His fervour redoubles, kisses growing hungry and his idle groping becomes more deliberate. ]
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Date: 2020-06-15 11:05 pm (UTC)Angel -
[ He's breathless, already flushed and panting, aching for Aziraphale's touch. There aren't words for how good it feels, like little jolts of electricity down his spine, going right to his groin.
His fervour redoubles, kisses growing hungry and his idle groping becomes more deliberate. ]