Date: 2020-01-11 07:03 pm (UTC)
duckshaveears: (~ thirst)
Crowley makes an urgent, pleased noise at that oh, my love-- and takes him in a little deeper, pulls back a little faster, makes his mouth a little more wet so that the slide is easier. Every time he's nearly withdrawn he swipes around Aziraphale's tip with his tongue, or sucks, or both.

He takes one hand and wraps it around the base, squeezes a little to hold things back, releases Aziraphale from his mouth with a small wet pop. "Don't hold back," he says, voice more harsh than usual. He's been trying to stop Aziraphale from being so contained and self-restrained for almost as long as they've known each other, and the taste of Aziraphale's self-control waning is as intoxicating as the salt-taste on his cock. "Don't hold back, angel. Fuck my mouth if you want. Pull my hair. All of it, if you want it then do it, do it for me, let me have it."

And with that he's back, the hot press of mouth and tongue suddenly there again, taking Aziraphale in deep and moving faster. He pumps with his fist at the same time. Give it to me, give it to me, all of you, all of it.
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