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Hawke ([personal profile] questionablewit) wrote in [community profile] faemused2018-11-11 03:46 pm
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Open To Anyone For Anything RP Post 2


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duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - eyebrow)

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-16 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
That already was the plan!

[Crowley adores Aziraphale's curves, all of them, has never touched them with anything less than worship. They're soft and safe and welcoming, always welcoming, and he loves them. He might not love the scars except in that they're part of Aziraphale, but he's never shied away from them either. His lips know the feel of every line of scar tissue, he's done his best to overwrite whatever memories they hold with an imprint of himself, with loving hands and loving tongue. Always love, always.]

Except the other way around. More me getting you into the bath and rubbing your shoulders, and your everything else, and teasing you until you can't stand it anymore and take me up against the wall. Or on the floor. Or both. The point is, no stealing my plan, I had it first.
confoundthemighty: (Oh you.)

[personal profile] confoundthemighty 2020-01-17 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Aziraphale's laugh is dark and warm, and once his trousers are open he lets them drop to the floor and steps out of them, arms wrapping around Crowley. Somehow the angel's slighter frame makes Aziraphale feel as if all his own solid mass is made for strength, for protection.]

We could flip a coin for it. That's worked out well for us in the past.
duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - you seriously think)

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-17 11:02 am (UTC)(link)
Oh no, you're not catching me out with that. You cheat.

[Crowley is grinning wide though, he can't be anything but delighted whenever he hears Aziraphale laugh like that. And of course he wraps his arms around Aziraphale in turn, nuzzles at his cheek, kisses the demon's neck softly.]

Bathtub first. Getting you clean next. Both of us being wonderfully filthy after that.
confoundthemighty: (Rather wonderful.)

[personal profile] confoundthemighty 2020-01-17 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I do not cheat, [he says--unconvincingly, because, well, demon--but his eyes drift shut in contentment for a moment as they hold one another. Comfort floods his body as he inhales deeply, filling his lungs with the scents of Crowley's skin and the steam billowing through the room, and he lets himself soak in it for another moment before pulling back, brushing a kiss against one of those perfect cheekbones. He shoots the angel a wry look before he steps into the tub--ah, and the water is the perfect temperature, extremely warm.]

All right. Bathtub accomplished.
duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - you seriously think)

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-18 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Crowley snorts. It's an expressive snort, one puff of air to state of course you don't cheat, and I'm Empress Elizabeth of Austria.]

You're still standing, you--oh, move over.

[Crowley steps into the bathtub behind Aziraphale, sits down and spreads his knees apart, gesturing vaguely between them.]

Get down here. And try to resist all the lewd places your mind just went, even if it's only for ten minutes.
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confoundthemighty: (Rather wonderful.)

[personal profile] confoundthemighty 2020-01-19 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
[He shoots Crowley a look that manages to be both fond and leering at the same time; still, he makes no further protest as he kneels in the tub and turns so he can settle between the angel's legs with his back against that narrow chest. A long sigh of contentment escapes him as the warm water envelops him, as he eases back into Crowley's embrace, and his eyes flutter shut. His shoulders relax, his hands loosen, and if a human throat could purr his would be doing it right now.]

Mmm... I think I can manage ten minutes.
duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - smile)

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-20 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe fifteen.

[The bathtub is bigger on the inside, of course, and graciously makes space to accommodate the pair of them. Crowley wraps his arms around Aziraphale from behind and makes a small, blissful noise as they relax against each other. He nuzzles softly at the curls of Aziraphale's hair, the space behind his ear.]

Maybe longer. This is perfect. Got you right where I want you for a while.
confoundthemighty: (Oh you.)

[personal profile] confoundthemighty 2020-01-20 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[It's barely a matter of seconds before he's melting happily into Crowley's arms--the angel rubs his nose gently against the soft thin skin behind one of Aziraphale's ears, and it has roughly the same effect on him that Crowley's excellent cat-petting skills have on his feline form. Which is probably cheating, and he would bring it up, but he's extremely comfortable as he is just now.]

What, at your mercy? [The tease is soft and drawling, almost drowsy, and there's no heat in it at all.] S'a nice place to be.
duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - smile)

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-20 12:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Should hope so. 'm an angel, after all.

[A small kiss there, behind the ear, and then they just sit there for a while, soaking in the hot water and each other's presence. It still delights Crowley how easy it is now, how natural. It took a long time to get to this point, and it was worth every minute. The moments like this are worth everything.

After some interminate number of minutes he sighs and moves a little, unwraps his arms and palms Aziraphale's chest, his arms.]


Should get you clean, though. Soap you up.

[Another kiss behind the ear suggests that there may be some ulterior motives involved. Aziraphale might be the more experienced lecher bur Crowley took to it like a duck to...to...to whatever it is ducks take to.]
confoundthemighty: (Bliss.)

[personal profile] confoundthemighty 2020-01-21 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Aziraphale lets out a soft rumbling noise, arching slightly under those gorgeous long hands, languid and warm and perfectly contented.]

Mrr--you're intending to work me up into a lather, aren't you. [A warm, broad smile blooms across his face.] Do your worst. Or your best, I suppose.
duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - smile)

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-21 12:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[The mrr earns a chuckle and another kiss. Crowley loves making Aziraphale purr, whatever form he's in.]

Can't get you clean if you're not properly soaped up.

[His hands wander, one of them drifting suggestively downwards on Aziraphale's belly, low enough to tease.]

...or improperly soaped up. That'd do.

[First he needs soap, though, so Crowley reaches behind him and snags the bottle so conveniently left there earlier. Unfortunately he needs both hands to get it open, to rub the gel between his hands and work up the foam.]

Lean forward for me?
confoundthemighty: (Oh you.)

[personal profile] confoundthemighty 2020-01-21 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[His breath hisses in quietly at that teasing touch; he nearly groans when Crowley takes both hands off him altogether to reach for the soap. But he does as he's asked, with only a brief glance over his shoulder, presenting the scarred and marker-splotched expanse of his back.]

He didn't attempt to draw anything on me, did he? Write his name anywhere?
duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - I have a cunning plan)

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-22 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Hard to say. There's a bit here that might be a backwards Z.

[He runs a soapy finger over the letter, then scrubs at it more firmly, watching with interest as the soap suds turn pale blue.]

A few random lines and arcs...this bit actually says "hedgehog" in ancient Oggham, but that's probably coincidence.

[He rubs at all the marks, which fortunately come off easily, then leans forward again so he can reach the ones on Aziraphale's chest and eventually legs, kissing the demon's neck again in passing.]

The one on your thigh there looks like a bit like a rabbit.
confoundthemighty: (Rather wonderful.)

[personal profile] confoundthemighty 2020-01-22 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[He chuckles at the hedgehog bit--Warlock may be the Antichrist, but Aziraphale knows he doesn't have much aptitude for ancient signs and symbols. At least not yet. And when Crowley points it out he does glance down at the mark on his thigh.]

It does, a little. Or those could be demonic horns instead of floppy ears. Hard to tell.

[For a moment he's quiet, considering.]

Didn't really think I'd ever do this again, you know. The whole child-rearing bit, I mean.
duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - looking down)

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-22 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Crowley's hands pause for the faintest second, out of surprise. It's very, very rare for Aziraphale to bring up his previous stint at child-rearing.]

I know.

[He does stop then, just wraps his arms and legs around his demon, enfolding him.]

And you didn't even have to put up with things like markers the first time. Though I don't doubt he found other mischief to do. Had a right knack for it.

[Crowley loved you then as he loves you now, Aziraphale, but there's no denying Lancelot was one endless headache for him.]
confoundthemighty: (Rather wonderful.)

[personal profile] confoundthemighty 2020-01-22 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Aziraphale relaxes back into the hug, letting himself be wrapped and comforted. They haven't talked much about Lancelot--for a long time Camelot on the whole has been a bit of a sore subject. But now the sharpest of the pain those memories carried has been softened by time, and Aziraphale finds he can think about the good times more easily.]

He really did. Wiled me into letting him keep a fox kit he found in the woods when he was six, did I ever tell you?

[Which was how he learned it's possible to both be extremely proud of someone and deeply annoyed with them at the same time.]
duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - looking down)

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-23 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Camelot was a difficult, complicated time, for many of reasons. But there are some sweet memories associated with it, also, and after the amount of time that's passed Crowley can bring those to the forefront while letting other things go. He turns his head, not kissing Aziraphale's neck again so much as just resting his nose and mouth against his skin.]

You didn't, but it doesn't surprise me. Most kids seem to do something of the sort sooner or later. And you can hardly be surprised he picked up your penchant for wiling.
confoundthemighty: (Rather wonderful.)

[personal profile] confoundthemighty 2020-01-23 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Aziraphale lifts a hand to cover one of Crowley's where it rests on his chest; his smile is fond, his voice a soft murmur.]

I have to admit I didn't expect him to be quite as good at it as he was. And he did actually manage to train the thing a bit. [With some demonic help, naturally.] For about two years they were always underfoot, tearing around the castle shouting and barking and knocking over everything that wasn't nailed down. You'd have laughed yourself sick.
duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - eyebrow)

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-24 12:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm. Taught by the best. Tempted people without even trying, everywhere he went.

[It sounds fond instead of irritated. Crowley adds his other hand to the pile for a moment, so Aziraphale's is sandwiched between his, then withdraws both and returns to slow, careful scrubbing, this time on the arms.]

Wish I'd seen it. Wish I'd seen more of you during that gap, period. It was a long time between Rome and Camelot. I missed you. But somehow whenever I wondered what you were up to, raising a future knight and his pet fox never made the list of possibilities. Should've known you'd surprise me.
confoundthemighty: (Rather wonderful.)

[personal profile] confoundthemighty 2020-01-24 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[Those steady strokes up and down his arms feel like petting--a temptation he can never resist, in cat or human form. He lets his eyes slip shut, remembering the lake at dawn, Camelot at night, the little boy who called him Mama. And the short time when he'd had everything, when despite the fear of being caught his soul had been afire with love, more than a demon ought to be able to hold.]

I missed you too. Always had an eye out. Never would've thought you'd be a wizard, of all things... suppose I should've known you would surprise me as well. You have a knack for it.
duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - looking down)

As I suddenly decide what if Sword in the Stone.

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-24 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Had to do something to make sure all those musclebound knockouts would listen to me, and a few magic tricks seemed to work.

[There were other reasons, too. He'd had some of the teaching of King Arthur, long ago when Arthur was only a boy named Wart. Claiming to be an angel would've been...problematic. Being a wizard had let him do all he needed, however, as well as befriending the boy.

Poor Arthur. So enthusiastic and determined, and so betrayed in the end. By Crowley as well as everyone else, perhaps.

But they don't talk about that. Enough peace has been made with that time to let them move on. Crowley finishes cleaning Aziraphale's arms and moves up to his shoulders and neck. The scrubbing is gradually turning into something more like a massage.]
confoundthemighty: (Rather wonderful.)

Speaking of things I should probably reread...

[personal profile] confoundthemighty 2020-01-24 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[He groans softly at the gentle application of pressure--Crowley's always been good with his hands, no matter what he's doing with them, and anything like a backrub from him is as much of a guilty pleasure for Aziraphale as being petted. Well. Maybe not a guilty pleasure. Just one he doesn't tell people about.]

Mm... you're being very thorough back there. As a dedicated hedonist I approve.
duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - you seriously think)

Likewise, though I was cheating and thinking of the Disney film, which I know too well.

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-24 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Have to be thorough, I'm doing good back here. Making order from chaos and all that. Can't be an angel and leave a thing half-finished, right?

[Which is why his fingers gradually slide up Aziraphale's neck, rubbing the sides of it more gently, and eventually move onto his scalp. In fairness, there is marker in the hair. It'd just probably be more effective if he actually got the hair wet or put in some shampoo or something. One might even think Crowley has ulterior motives.]
confoundthemighty: (Bliss.)

All I remember from that is the Mad Madam Mim wizard duel. Which, HEE.

[personal profile] confoundthemighty 2020-01-24 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Aziraphale makes a rather incoherent noise as those fingers go to work on his scalp--in any form, a good rub behind the ears seems to hit some internal control switch marked "Pile of Goo Mode: On", and this is no exception.]

Thought-- [His voice is heavy with the relaxed pleasure in the sensation.] Angels aren't--supposed to play dirty... [And he trails off into a half-voiced sound familiar to anyone who's ever had a happy cat on their lap.]
duckshaveears: (| unfallen au - smile)

It's the best part, let's be real. ;) Maybe I'll gratuitously reference it somehow in a footnote.

[personal profile] duckshaveears 2020-01-25 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Crowley caught on to how sensitive Aziraphale's scalp is long ago, long before they had the relationship they do now. Now that he has explicit (and frequently reconfirmed) permission to do so he takes shameless advantage of his knowledge. Turning Aziraphale to putty has been one of Crowley's favorite hobbies since Bethlehem. Though doing it in this form has certain advantages that Aziraphale's cat form doesn't offer...]

Can't imagine where you got that idea from.

[He sounds almost gleeful, because this is absolutely his favorite way to spend time. Aziraphale his more or less melting back against him, and Crowley carefully rubs his fingers in little circles next to Aziraphale's ears, then continues them along his hairline.]

Though given that we're in a bathtub of soapy water, I'd say I'm playing entirely clean.

Yay!

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