[Reality Shifted] [NSFW] Reunification

[eyesofaserpent]

{ Continued from here. }


[Crowley shivers ever so slightly under the gentle touches of the angel. A breathy little moan escapes his lips between kisses.]

Oh, my Angel...

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[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale kisses him back just as deeply, for all that he'd been panting a second ago - thank goodness for breathing not being a necessity. His eyes are half-lidded, so relaxed that it takes him a moment to process Crowley's words. Then he flushes.]

I didn't expect-

[He cuts off, glances away, then reaches up to curl his hand around the back of Crowley's neck.]

You are fantastic.

[eyesofaserpent]

[He chuckles a bit and kisses that delectable angel neck again.]

Was that... Your first orgasm?

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[He tilts his head to allow easier access.]

I - well, yes. Suppose I never really found a reason to make the effort before.

[eyesofaserpent]

Mmm... It was delicious, Angel.

[Nibble nibble lick.]

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[He'd flush at that, but he's too distracted by Crowley nibbling at his neck to be at all flustered. Well. Flustered in an embarrassed sense, in any case.]

It was incredible, my dear.

[eyesofaserpent]

[He reached down to stroke the angel back to life.]

I'm flattered.

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

You sho-

[He cuts off with a gasp, hips jerking a bit as Crowley strokes across over-sensitized skin.]

My dear, shouldn't I-

[Another cut off, this time for a soft moan.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[He grins deviously.]

Shouldn't you... Get your motor running again so I can plow you into the bed? Why yes. Yes you should.

[He kisses him eagerly.]

ILU Crowley. So. Much.

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[Oh. Yes. Well. When he puts it that way-]

Ah. I see. I su-

[And he cuts off once more, because he's much too pre-occupied kissing Crowley back, just as eagerly.]

ILU2BB

[eyesofaserpent]

[He smiles into the kiss.]

You're beautiful, Angel.

[He goes to actually pull off the remainder of Aziraphale's clothing.]

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

Now who's the flatterer?

[Oh, yes. Clothes. Aziraphale had rather forgotten about them. Not to be outdone, he strokes his hands down Crowley's back to his pants, hooking his thumbs in their waistband. He tugs once, and then they're quite conveniently gone.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[He smirked, kissing the angel heatedly.]

I can't help it.

[He leans over to the night stand and opened the drawer. He pulls out a small bottle of lube. Opening the bottle up, he squeezes out a few drops onto his palm. He slicks up a couple fingers.]

Are you ready, Angel?

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale returns the kiss passionately, and sounds the tiniest bit dazed when he replies to Crowley's comment.]

I'm certainly not protesting.

[He swallows, feeling a shiver that's not at all due to apprehension.]

For you, my dear, yes.

[eyesofaserpent]

Good.

[He sits up so he can pay close attention to what he is doing. He touches the angel so gently, caressing the hole before pressing a finger inside.]

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[He flinches a bit at the unfamiliar sensation, but he stills quickly, relaxing into the touch. It's odd, but not unpleasant.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[He slowly, carefully, moves the finger in and out several times before adding the second, watching the angel's face the entire time.]

Everything alright?

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[He's going to revise his earlier 'not unpleasant' and update that to not unpleasant at all. Entirely good, actually.]

Oh, yes.

[It comes out a bit more breathy than he'd intended, almost a soft moan.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[He smiles at that wonderful sound. He wanted desperately to be buried in his angel, but he had to be patient. He didn't want to hurt him more than he had to. He scissored his fingers inside Aziraphale, stretching him further.]

You are so tempting.

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

Your influence, I suppose.

[He manages to sound almost normal there, at least until another pleased, almost needy sound escapes at the end. His legs spread a bit wider, encouraging Crowley's attentions.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[Oh, He-- Manchester, that was hot. He moves his fingers in and out, spread as wide as possible. He is determined not to go too fast, but the angel's making it very hard on him.]

Are you ready for me, Zira?

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[He gives up all pretenses of attempting to sound normal, struck by how much he wants this. How much he wants Crowley.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[He nods, pulling his fingers out of the angel. Oh, how he wants to be buried in him right now. But he will be good. He will behave. He pours out some more of the lube and coats himself thoroughly.]

Fuck, you're sexy.

[He trembles slightly in anticipation, positioning himself at Aziraphale's entrance. He very slowly, very gently starts to push into him, feeling years of loss crumble away into sheer joy.]

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[He makes a vague noise of complaint at the loss, without really intending to, actually. And then he flushes at Crowley's words, because that certainly can't be true, but it's hard to disbelieve it when Crowley's looking at him like that.]

Crowley-

[Whatever he'd been about to say is no longer important, as Crowley starts slowly entering him, and oh. It's - well, it's uncomfortable at first, if he's honest, but he adjusts quickly. Possibly because he expects to.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[Crowley pushes all the way in, pausing to let the angel adjust fully. He leans over to kiss Aziraphale, his deep love and passion showing in that kiss.]

You feel so... So amazing...

[His voice is barely above a whisper, husky with desire.]

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale takes in a deep, and unnecessary, breath as Crowley pauses. His hips move slightly, legs shifting a bit to a better position. And then Crowley's kissing him, and it goes from being good to being incredible.]

I love you.

[He's aiming for soft and tender, but it comes out filled with almost as much desire as Crowley's had been.]