This was new. But Crowley wasn't particularly anxious. He'd been reading, knowing that this moment would come, and felt prepared. It helped, too, that he and Aziraphale were now accustomed to performing intimate acts on one another. Though it would be their first time, they were both ready. Still, a little distraction couldn't hurt.
"I'm going to tell you two secrets, Aziraphale," he began, caressing the angel's body as he spoke, coaxing him to relax. "That night when you came into my room, I wasn't having a nightmare. Quite the opposite, in fact. I was having a wet dream, an erotic dream, about you."
One hand started teasing the delicate area of skin near his entrance. "It was back in Eden. You were dripping apple juice all over my naked body and licking it off. Then you started sucking my cock like a pro."
A gentle intrusion and, "You were unbelievable. I don't know what kind of moaning you heard, but I certainly wasn't afraid. I'd just come spectacularly and you were leaning in to kiss me when I woke up with an erection like you wouldn't believe. And you were there, all dishevelled and unbuttoned, and that did not help, angel. I could see your collarbone in those hideous pyjamas and I wanted to nibble and lick across it. It was all I could do to stop my hands after I'd unbuttoned your top."
Some cautious movement and a slightly larger intrusion. "If I'd known then, what I know now - that you wanted me - I'd have taken you right then and there. Fucked you right on my silk sheets. And I'd have left that awful top unbuttoned but still on."
Shifting their positions slightly, "And the second secret, angel?" His voice dropped to a whisper. "I wasn't half-naked that night. I was completely naked and hard for you." With no further preparation, Crowley slid his cock into Aziraphale's willing body with a half-articulate cry. There would be no more speeches for a while.
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Date: 2006-09-15 06:59 am (UTC)This was new. But Crowley wasn't particularly anxious. He'd been reading, knowing that this moment would come, and felt prepared. It helped, too, that he and Aziraphale were now accustomed to performing intimate acts on one another. Though it would be their first time, they were both ready. Still, a little distraction couldn't hurt.
"I'm going to tell you two secrets, Aziraphale," he began, caressing the angel's body as he spoke, coaxing him to relax. "That night when you came into my room, I wasn't having a nightmare. Quite the opposite, in fact. I was having a wet dream, an erotic dream, about you."
One hand started teasing the delicate area of skin near his entrance. "It was back in Eden. You were dripping apple juice all over my naked body and licking it off. Then you started sucking my cock like a pro."
A gentle intrusion and, "You were unbelievable. I don't know what kind of moaning you heard, but I certainly wasn't afraid. I'd just come spectacularly and you were leaning in to kiss me when I woke up with an erection like you wouldn't believe. And you were there, all dishevelled and unbuttoned, and that did not help, angel. I could see your collarbone in those hideous pyjamas and I wanted to nibble and lick across it. It was all I could do to stop my hands after I'd unbuttoned your top."
Some cautious movement and a slightly larger intrusion. "If I'd known then, what I know now - that you wanted me - I'd have taken you right then and there. Fucked you right on my silk sheets. And I'd have left that awful top unbuttoned but still on."
Shifting their positions slightly, "And the second secret, angel?" His voice dropped to a whisper. "I wasn't half-naked that night. I was completely naked and hard for you." With no further preparation, Crowley slid his cock into Aziraphale's willing body with a half-articulate cry. There would be no more speeches for a while.