Aziraphale moaned at the unexpected touch, mouth falling open and shuddering slightly, but keeping his eyes fully open on Crowley.
"Mmmph. I suppose I could leave it," he allowed, eyes gleaming. "After all, that cheesecake looks far too tasty, tempting even, to leave to your devices alone..." He caught Crowley's smile and matched it, and then reached up and kissed him, unable to quite resist the wicked smile. And oh, they had all the time in the world for this, press of lips and tongue.
Except. "Maybe I shall have to do it myself anyway?" he asked, a hand drifting down to caress himself through his trousers - the ones Crowley had dressed him in, mind - with the back of his knuckles brushing Crowley's erection, and arched a little.
"I see your plan now, my dear. Take me out to a nice supper, then get me slightly tipsy, drive me out to the nearest... open field, is it? and then get me entirely interested... and over a blanket colour plan to abandon me to my lonesome." He smiled deprecatingly. "Not quite the best plan, Crowley. You know I like it much better when you're the one, ah, releasing me?" His hand twisted to touch Crowley instead as he finished, voice low.
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Date: 2006-09-05 09:34 am (UTC)"Mmmph. I suppose I could leave it," he allowed, eyes gleaming. "After all, that cheesecake looks far too tasty, tempting even, to leave to your devices alone..." He caught Crowley's smile and matched it, and then reached up and kissed him, unable to quite resist the wicked smile. And oh, they had all the time in the world for this, press of lips and tongue.
Except. "Maybe I shall have to do it myself anyway?" he asked, a hand drifting down to caress himself through his trousers - the ones Crowley had dressed him in, mind - with the back of his knuckles brushing Crowley's erection, and arched a little.
"I see your plan now, my dear. Take me out to a nice supper, then get me slightly tipsy, drive me out to the nearest... open field, is it? and then get me entirely interested... and over a blanket colour plan to abandon me to my lonesome." He smiled deprecatingly. "Not quite the best plan, Crowley. You know I like it much better when you're the one, ah, releasing me?" His hand twisted to touch Crowley instead as he finished, voice low.