He could swear he feels scales brush up against him, soft and tender, squeezing around him in a loving embrace. It feels safe. It feels loving.
The climax of their pleasure and their bodies gives way to panting breaths in the dark, forgetting all the needlessness of these physical states, dwelling comfortably within them. Aziraphale lets go of the demon's hair, hand falling back against the bed as he catches his breath, though the other stays locked together with Crowley's.
For a moment, that's all they do, they rest and they breathe, and feel warm against one another. Aziraphale's hand returns to Crowley's hair, this time to dig gently through it. "Well..." He sighs out, blissfully. "It seems I've been thwarted by your temptations once more."
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Date: 2020-05-24 02:32 am (UTC)The climax of their pleasure and their bodies gives way to panting breaths in the dark, forgetting all the needlessness of these physical states, dwelling comfortably within them. Aziraphale lets go of the demon's hair, hand falling back against the bed as he catches his breath, though the other stays locked together with Crowley's.
For a moment, that's all they do, they rest and they breathe, and feel warm against one another. Aziraphale's hand returns to Crowley's hair, this time to dig gently through it. "Well..." He sighs out, blissfully. "It seems I've been thwarted by your temptations once more."