[Aziraphale smiles at the comparison between teasing nibbles to the column of Crowley's elegant neck.]
'Love is a spirit all compact of fire. Not gross to sink, but light, and will aspire.'
[Good old Will, a quote for every occasion. Crowley's writhing reignites his passion, although having already been sated, it's easy for him to concentrate on the demon in his arms, committed to savoring every inch of him. Ignoring the frantic nosing, he kisses lower, along Crowley's collarbone, and then across the flat planes of his chest, paying particular attention to his nipples, making the same sounds that he does during a fine meal. Because what could be finer than the salt of Crowley's skin and the sweetness of his love?]
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Date: 2020-04-03 01:49 am (UTC)'Love is a spirit all compact of fire. Not gross to sink, but light, and will aspire.'
[Good old Will, a quote for every occasion. Crowley's writhing reignites his passion, although having already been sated, it's easy for him to concentrate on the demon in his arms, committed to savoring every inch of him. Ignoring the frantic nosing, he kisses lower, along Crowley's collarbone, and then across the flat planes of his chest, paying particular attention to his nipples, making the same sounds that he does during a fine meal. Because what could be finer than the salt of Crowley's skin and the sweetness of his love?]
My dear, you are positively scrummy.