Another Year, Another Open RP Post

[duckshaveears]

Currently offering: Crowley, angel!Crowley, Haleth. Will update this if that changes. If you want one of those three, have at it.

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HEY GUESS WHAT I RESPONDED TO AT 1AM

[duckshaveears]

It's the greed that makes Crowley's head spin. Aziraphale is an eager hedonist at heart, but millennia of denial aren't easily cast aside. Except now, here, they are, and his angel apparently feels more free than ever to be unrestrained. The open, unrepentant hunger is greater than anything Crowley’s ever experienced from him in the waking world, and he craves it.

"Yes." The word is hissed into their mouths, approval and permission and a demand all in one. Crowley only barely manages to remember the scene they're playing, and takes a quick breath to gather his thoughts. Very quick, snatched between kisses. "You've been ssssso hungry, haven't you, angel? So alone." He tears himself away from Aziraphale's mouth and nips at his jawline instead, then his neck. The pale skin there is already flushed. "You'll never be alone again, never empty, never unsatisfied." He sucks a bruise into the skin, Crowley was here, and revels in Aziraphale's gasps and clutching fingers. "Never left wanting. I'll fill all your days and nights, Aziraphale, I swear it."

It's straight out of a romance novel and Crowley should be writhing with embarrassment over it, but for once he doesn't care in the least. Not with Aziraphale gasping in his arms, lustful and responsive, so responsive to every bite and kiss and caress. If a bit of playacting and cheesy dialogue gets him this response, Crowley will chew scenery better than Burbage ever dreamed of doing. "Haven't you wanted this?" he whispered in Aziraphale's ear before flicking his tongue agajnst the sensitive skin there. "To not deny yourself anymore, to give in?" Another flick, and he knows how heated breath just here can shoot down the spine and make toes curl. "To drown in pleasure such as you've never known before..."