Open To Anyone For Anything RP Post 2

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[duckshaveears]

Crowley has always been willing to make time to curl up under a blanket, and doing it with his angel is a dream come true. More sex is definitely on the cards, but this is part of lovemaking too. One of his favorite parts, already. He all but purrs, curling into those strokes along his back.

"Definitely not pumpkin," he murmurs, drowsy and content. "And I'll curse you if you try dumpling. Sweetheart would be good. And..." He clears his throat. "...might not mind chuckaboo. Coming from you. Very you sort of word. But not too often. Let me keep a few shreds of my dignity."

[sohoangel]

Aziraphale nuzzles into his hair, trying to hide his smile when Crowley confesses to his preference. "Only on the most special of occasions, then." He kisses the top of Crowley's head, and then whispers into his ear, "My darling chuckaboo."

He'll have to keep 'dumpling' in his back pocket for occasions when a little revenge is in order.

Wiggling a bit into the sheets, he strokes Crowley's back and rolls slightly to the side, the better to look his beloved in the face. "Will you keep your dignity if I call you dearest in public? My dearest? I want everyone to know that you're mine."

[duckshaveears]

There's nothing for it. Drained as he is, Crowley still has to dive in for another kiss at that, fervent and passionate.

"Sod my dignity," he manages somewhere during this activity, pulling Aziraphale in as close as he can manage. "Tattoo it on my forehead. Dearest Crowley, if found please return to Aziraphale. Call me it everywhere, all the time. Never stop."

[sohoangel]

Oh, that is the most lovely response he could have ever asked for. He returns the kiss as best as he can while smiling like a lovesick fool. "All right, then, my darling. Dearest. We can skip the tattoo, although that does have a nice ring to it."

He cuddles close, hands shifting to the small of Crowley's back, tucking the demon's head back under his chin. "Now, then. I do insist on a proper snuggle, at least for a short while, before we get back to that checklist of yours. I know it's not a particularly racy fantasy, but I've dreamed about doing this for quite some time, and you are especially warm and cozy right now."

headcanon: for Christmas he absolutely gets them gag t-shirts along these lines.

[duckshaveears]

Crowley wouldn't really have done the tattoo. He might have agreed to a t-shirt. Would wear it, too, cackling at how terrible and cheese it is but secretly thrumming with pride and adoration.

But Aziraphale's unracy fantasy perfectly matches Crowley's own wishes, and he settles down happily again with a small appreciative grunt, nuzzling his nose against Aziraphale's chest in a way that must be ticklish. "Mmmm, not gonna arguue with that. Sounds perfect." His arm squeezes around Aziraphale's waist. "Might fall asleep though, if you're too long about it. So it's at your own risk."

Headcanon accepted! Aziraphale can wear his with his house cardigan. :)

[sohoangel]

Aziraphale would appreciate the sentiment but dislike the execution, because it'd necessitate him to wear an 'I'm Aziraphale' t-shirt to match. Perhaps he could get away with a button pinned to his lapel instead.

(And, of course, they would need shirts with reverse wording, because there are times when Aziraphale is not the more responsible one by any means.)

There is a peal of giggles at the nose nuzzling, but the angel settles down soon enough. "That's a risk I'm willing to take," he replies, gently stroking Crowley's back. "Although having you fall asleep in my arms is another one of my fantasies, so it's a win-win for me."

Two t-shirts, two buttons, so they can do both at once. ;)

[duckshaveears]

Crowley makes a pained sort of noise, because he's so happy he almost can't stand it. "You've been fantasizing 'bout my wildest, most impossible dreams. Fuck, angel, how'd we take so long to get here?" Another kiss on Aziraphale's chest, another tight squeeze of his arm around Aziraphale's waist. "I'll sleep on you anytime, anywhere. Been wanting to just curl up with my head in your lap and doze while you read books for as long as you've had this bloody bookshop."

It's all sounding a little muffled now, but definitely fervent.

Brilliant! XD

[sohoangel]

It's already been an emotional evening, but Crowley's words bring a lump to Aziraphale's throat suddenly. He blinks up at the ceiling a few times, hands shaking a little before resuming their kind and patient stroking.

"We're here now. That's what matters." It's tempting to sink into regret, but he can't right now, so full on Crowley's love and his skin still buzzing from their recent lovemaking. "Any time, my dear. My lap is yours for eternity."

I want art of it. Also sorry so slow.

[duckshaveears]

It wasn't said with regret, not this time. Crowley's incapable of regret at the moment. Everything they've every done, right or wrong, brilliant or foolish, virtuous or sinful or just plain ineffable, has led them here to this moment, and this moment is perfect. This is moment is everything he wants.

"Holding you to that, too," Crowley mumbles happily, he hand on Aziraphale's back slipping down to blatantly grope at his arse for a moment. "Holding you to everything. 'Specially to me."

It's a ridiculous sentence and he doesn't care. He's half asleep while wound a naked, approving, adoring Aziraphale and the world is as good as it's ever been.

No worries! I hope you're staying safe and healthy wherever you are. <3

[sohoangel]

Crowley's body and the aura of happiness surrounding it is like a warm blanket that pulls the angel back into a state of tranquility. He's finally, finally allowed to love Crowley openly, and he won't dwell on the past a moment longer, only bask in the present.

He laughs at the groping, a deep-chested rumble that Crowley can probably feel as well as hear. "If you give me a chance to clear away more of my book, you'll have plenty of nice, comfortable surfaces to hold me to." There's a couch and a few cushy chairs underneath the stacks somewhere.

One hand continues stroking his back, the other pets his hair. "I love you so much. My dearest." He'll never tire of saying it.

Scotland, and yup. We started isolating early. Hope you're safe and well!! Also do we continue/stop?

[duckshaveears]

Crowley radiates so much love (and happiness, and sleepiness) just at the moment that it doesn't take an angel to feel it. It's entirely possible that people all through Soho are unexpectedly suffused with a feeling of unexpected contentment, for no understandable reason.

Aziraphale makes a noise like a purr, and Crowley smiles against his chest. "All of 'em," he says, definitely half-asleep now. "Love you too. M'angel."

It's only a few more breaths until he's asleep, curled up around Aziraphale like a cat in a sunbeam or a snake wrapped around a branch.

Massachusetts, 3 weeks so far. :/ But we're healthy and safe!

[sohoangel]

Considering how Aziraphale is also radiating love and contentment, all of Soho is likely in for a restful, pleasant evening.

"Dream about whatever you like best," he whispers to the sleeping demon curled up around him, his hands slowing until they gently rest upon his back in a loving embrace. Though he doesn't fall asleep, he makes no move to reach for a book or otherwise distract himself, content to listen to Crowley breathe and think over the past few hours with a soft, besotted smile on his face.

Sometimes prayers are answered, even for angels.

((I think this is a good place to stop. This was a fantastic PSL from start to finish, thank you! If you want to pick back up any of our other PSLs or start something new, let me know. My free time is ironically much less these days, but I'll always make time for your tags. <3))

[duckshaveears]

[[ooc: Healthy and safe is the important thing! And yes, while I absolutely hate to let this thread go it does feel it's reached a conclusion. What a terrific ride it's been. Thank you for your patience with my erratic tagging. =) I would *love* to pick up some of the others if I can only find them, eek! Though yes, my free time is much less too, annoyingly, and my brain typically sludge even when I have free time. All the same I definitely want more! <3]]

[sohoangel]

((Looking through my notifications, there is this thread where Aziraphale said one too many nice things about Crowley and Crowley felt the need to exact "revenge", and then this one on the "Fell Asleep On" meme. I'd be happy to continue either, especially the latter one because it would give Aziraphale an opportunity to retell how things went in Hell during the body swap. I really liked that one, btw, Aziraphale and Crowley being all sleepy and cuddly together is my jam.

Anyway, if either of those appeal to you, let me know. I don't check Bakerstreet much these days because it feels overwhelming a lot of the time, but if there is a meme on there that catches your eye, tell me! I haven't done much in the way of AUs, but I'm open to them, too.

Here's hoping things get better in the world in general, and stay healthy and safe for us specifically. <3))

((Edited to add: There was a thread we started on the karaoke meme, too! Karaoke, Part 2! If you're interested, I can dig up the link for that one.))