[ Crowley hums, feeling the heat of Aziraphale's want. Angling his head, he nips playfully at his jawline before beginning the agonizingly slow descent down. Crowley makes sure Aziraphale feels every inch of his movement, pressing his body firmly against the angel's erection. When Crowley's head is finally between his legs, he lavishes it with attention - licks and kisses all down the length of Aziraphale's shaft, a light sucking at his balls. The taste of him is incredible to Crowley's heightened senses - the heady scent of lust with just that hint of divinity that makes his nerves tingle. ...And then, Crowley moves on, ever lower. ]
C'mon angel, be a love and get your legs over my shoulders.
[ He lightly pats Aziraphale's thigh to emphasize his point. He wants to really get his tongue as deep as he can, feel Aziraphale writhing against his face, sense the sweet vibrations of his moans. Greedy thing that he is, Crowley wants to taste every delectable inch of him, kiss every crease and crevice. He wants Aziraphale sated, happy, and loved. ]
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Date: 2020-06-22 09:46 pm (UTC)C'mon angel, be a love and get your legs over my shoulders.
[ He lightly pats Aziraphale's thigh to emphasize his point. He wants to really get his tongue as deep as he can, feel Aziraphale writhing against his face, sense the sweet vibrations of his moans. Greedy thing that he is, Crowley wants to taste every delectable inch of him, kiss every crease and crevice. He wants Aziraphale sated, happy, and loved. ]