There was a little bit of Aziraphale that wanted to gasp out that that wasn't fair, that that ought to require at least some warning, but the sudden engulfing of his cock in that hot wet heat, and- "Crowley," the angel gasped, biting his lip.
"When- when- we were courting," Crowley did something amazing with his tongue and Aziraphale moaned, "I used to dream about this." His toes curled, and he arched, back off the dark blue blanket. "Oh, please, do that again! Your- your tongue always moving, even when you don't realize it, and the way you'd hiss when you were angry and you were so flexible, I couldn't help imagining and- and oh, fuck me." The angel inhaled sharply on the last, hips jerking, and steadied again, using the stars and searching for constellations to distract himself.
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Date: 2006-09-11 10:18 am (UTC)"When- when- we were courting," Crowley did something amazing with his tongue and Aziraphale moaned, "I used to dream about this." His toes curled, and he arched, back off the dark blue blanket. "Oh, please, do that again! Your- your tongue always moving, even when you don't realize it, and the way you'd hiss when you were angry and you were so flexible, I couldn't help imagining and- and oh, fuck me." The angel inhaled sharply on the last, hips jerking, and steadied again, using the stars and searching for constellations to distract himself.
Oh, was Crowley good at this.