Aziraphale shuts his eyes and groans, enraptured by the sensation of their bare lower halves entwined. His groin throbs in time to the heavy thumping of his heart, amazed that he and Crowley are this close, that it is possible to be this close, to feel every nerve in his corporation revel in it.
Slowly, reverently, he runs a hand down Crowley's back and over the swell of his backside. "You feel amazing," he whispers, his hand continuing its journey along his thigh before traveling back up again. "I love you so much, Crowley. I love every part of you, inside and out."
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Date: 2019-11-23 03:21 am (UTC)Slowly, reverently, he runs a hand down Crowley's back and over the swell of his backside. "You feel amazing," he whispers, his hand continuing its journey along his thigh before traveling back up again. "I love you so much, Crowley. I love every part of you, inside and out."