Another time Crowley will let Aziraphale finish him, over and over if the angel wants. There will be other times, he'll make sure of it. But for this one, he wants something else more.
Besides, he's only had a taste of Aziraphale's skin, the barest beginning. There's so much to explore, and he's ravenous for all of it. "Want everything," he says, the words muffled. His mouth is busy, moving from one nipple to the other, still sucking and biting and kissing, seeing what affects Aziraphale the most. What actions result in what noises. One of his hands rests on Aziraphale's hip, pressing it to the mattress, his thumb idly caressing the skin there. "'m a demon. 'm greedy. It's the definition."
Aziraphale tugs on his hair and Crowley moans, his hand tightening on Aziraphale's hip. "Want to stay here for weeks, fucking you, being fucked by you. Wreck the bed. Wreck the whole room." He slides his hand down Aziraphale's thigh, moves lower, kissing Aziraphale's belly. "Make you come so many times you destroy all your furniture with your wings and half-pull my hair out with the force of your grip." Lower. He nudges against Aziraphale's cock with his nose, lips at it. "All that, angel. More."
And then he's returning the favor, opening his mouth and taking Aziraphale's cock in. Slow at first, so slowly, but deep. Gag reflexes are optional and he's got no use for his.
oh GOD that's awful and also true
Besides, he's only had a taste of Aziraphale's skin, the barest beginning. There's so much to explore, and he's ravenous for all of it. "Want everything," he says, the words muffled. His mouth is busy, moving from one nipple to the other, still sucking and biting and kissing, seeing what affects Aziraphale the most. What actions result in what noises. One of his hands rests on Aziraphale's hip, pressing it to the mattress, his thumb idly caressing the skin there. "'m a demon. 'm greedy. It's the definition."
Aziraphale tugs on his hair and Crowley moans, his hand tightening on Aziraphale's hip. "Want to stay here for weeks, fucking you, being fucked by you. Wreck the bed. Wreck the whole room." He slides his hand down Aziraphale's thigh, moves lower, kissing Aziraphale's belly. "Make you come so many times you destroy all your furniture with your wings and half-pull my hair out with the force of your grip." Lower. He nudges against Aziraphale's cock with his nose, lips at it. "All that, angel. More."
And then he's returning the favor, opening his mouth and taking Aziraphale's cock in. Slow at first, so slowly, but deep. Gag reflexes are optional and he's got no use for his.