Aziraphale gets lost for a moment in Crowley's eyes. He's never felt so adored, and yet he knows that Crowley has wanted to love him like this for so long. It's as if he's thrown open the shutters of his heart and finally let all that light pour in and set everything aglow.
"You're perfect, too," he pants as he moves, each lift and fall more rhythmic than the last. If he had the power to think past the pure raw pleasure between them, he'd be impressed with how easily he's getting the hang of things. "All of you, inside me and around me, you're --"
A sudden bright spark of pleasure rushes through him and he sobs out loud. Ah, found it. "Right there," he whimpers, clutching tightly to Crowley as he shifts his hips to keep that angle. "Darling, right there, please."
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Date: 2020-03-02 03:06 pm (UTC)"You're perfect, too," he pants as he moves, each lift and fall more rhythmic than the last. If he had the power to think past the pure raw pleasure between them, he'd be impressed with how easily he's getting the hang of things. "All of you, inside me and around me, you're --"
A sudden bright spark of pleasure rushes through him and he sobs out loud. Ah, found it. "Right there," he whimpers, clutching tightly to Crowley as he shifts his hips to keep that angle. "Darling, right there, please."