[With his fingers wrapped securely around Crowley's braid, Aziraphale tilts the demon's head back for a kiss, soothing that whine with his lips and tongue. He then lies back and watches, joyously, as Crowley climaxes. What a beautiful sight it is, the unrestrained euphoria, and he drinks it all in until the demon relaxes around him once more.
Only then does he let go of Crowley's hair and grasp both of those still-moving hips, holding tight while he thrusts up into Crowley, quickly chasing his own release until it is upon him like a burst dam. He groans and stills, Crowley held flush against him while he comes, giving the demon exactly what he wants.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2020-07-05 02:46 pm (UTC)Only then does he let go of Crowley's hair and grasp both of those still-moving hips, holding tight while he thrusts up into Crowley, quickly chasing his own release until it is upon him like a burst dam. He groans and stills, Crowley held flush against him while he comes, giving the demon exactly what he wants.]