It's a terrible pun, but Aziraphale laughs anyway, at least until Crowley presses up against him, and then he makes a small, happy hum while pressing right back against him in return and wiggling his hips a little.
"Be patient," he fondly admonishes, after another quick kiss. "I need to concentrate." Although, once he decides to manifest genitalia, it isn't nearly as effortful as all that. He's done it before on multiple occasions, after all.
This is not like those other occasions.
For one thing, he's fully aroused immediately, his corporation taking into account his emotional state without him realizing. For another, he's pressed right up into Crowley's denim-clad thigh, and the contact sends him into a deep shivering paroxysm of pleasure. He whines like a teakettle about to boil over and hides his face in Crowley's neck, hands clutching at the demon's narrow hips so nobody has the bright idea of moving or else he will not survive it.
"I--" He swallows and gasps. "J-just need a moment."
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Date: 2019-11-20 03:51 pm (UTC)"Be patient," he fondly admonishes, after another quick kiss. "I need to concentrate." Although, once he decides to manifest genitalia, it isn't nearly as effortful as all that. He's done it before on multiple occasions, after all.
This is not like those other occasions.
For one thing, he's fully aroused immediately, his corporation taking into account his emotional state without him realizing. For another, he's pressed right up into Crowley's denim-clad thigh, and the contact sends him into a deep shivering paroxysm of pleasure. He whines like a teakettle about to boil over and hides his face in Crowley's neck, hands clutching at the demon's narrow hips so nobody has the bright idea of moving or else he will not survive it.
"I--" He swallows and gasps. "J-just need a moment."