Crowley bites his lip on a groan as Aziraphale leans into him. "I--yeah, that part I know," he manages, trying to concentrate on talking and breathing evenly and not on the truly divine hard-on so near to hand. "And since...fuck, I don't know, 1000BC or so? Only a couple times back then, was just curious. 's ramped up a bit in the past few centuries."
He's trying hard not to move his body, as requested, but one hand strokes along Aziraphale's back absently. He has to touch something, or he really will burst.
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Date: 2019-11-20 11:29 pm (UTC)He's trying hard not to move his body, as requested, but one hand strokes along Aziraphale's back absently. He has to touch something, or he really will burst.