Crowley's breath catches noticeably as Aziraphale strokes his hair, and his finger's movement falters for a second. Fuck, that felt much, much too good...
It catches again when Aziraphale says he trusts him, and the arm still wrapped around the angel's chest tightens for a moment. He'll need to...unpack that one later, maybe, a lot of things happening he'll need to unpack, and now..."Fuck," he breathes, biting lightly at Aziraphale's neck as his finger strokes in up to the second knuckle. "You're opening up so well for me, angel...think you can take another yet?"
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Date: 2020-02-26 12:06 am (UTC)It catches again when Aziraphale says he trusts him, and the arm still wrapped around the angel's chest tightens for a moment. He'll need to...unpack that one later, maybe, a lot of things happening he'll need to unpack, and now..."Fuck," he breathes, biting lightly at Aziraphale's neck as his finger strokes in up to the second knuckle. "You're opening up so well for me, angel...think you can take another yet?"