Crowley caught the hand that was currently holding ice to his lip and pulled it down to wrap around his bare waist, conveniently leaving his mouth free. He was having trouble thinking clearly, which may have been due to the punch or may instead be due to the flushed, whimpering angel in his arms who clearly wanted more.
Not a demon to disappoint, Crowley covered Aziraphale's mouth with his own as he tugged him through the door leading into his bedroom. He licked at the angel's lips as they moved across the floor and was granted access just as he tumbled onto the bed, pulling Aziraphale down with him.
Ignoring the pain and the insistent demands of his body, he focused solely on the willing mouth against his.
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Date: 2006-01-03 08:05 am (UTC)Not a demon to disappoint, Crowley covered Aziraphale's mouth with his own as he tugged him through the door leading into his bedroom. He licked at the angel's lips as they moved across the floor and was granted access just as he tumbled onto the bed, pulling Aziraphale down with him.
Ignoring the pain and the insistent demands of his body, he focused solely on the willing mouth against his.