eyesofaserpent: (Xshades Rose)
eyesofaserpent ([personal profile] eyesofaserpent) wrote2011-05-11 04:30 pm
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[Reality Shifted] [NSFW] Reunification

{ 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...

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-06-30 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
[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.

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-06-30 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
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.]

ILU Crowley. So. Much.

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-06-30 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
[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.]
Edited 2011-06-30 05:34 (UTC)

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-06-30 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
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.]

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-06-30 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
[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.

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-06-30 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
[He flinches a bit at the unfamiliar sensation, but he stills quickly, relaxing into the touch. It's odd, but not unpleasant.]

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-07-01 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[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.]

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-07-01 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
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.]

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-07-01 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes.

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

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[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.]

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[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.]

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Aziraphale's fingers tangle once more in the blankets, then he seems to think better of it, and instead reaches for Crowley's hand. Hearing his words returned to him, by Crowley, makes his chest tighten a bit at the same time as it sends a jolt of desire through him.

Though the latter is possibly assisted by Crowley moving inside him.

Aziraphale gasps, and his hips rock to meet Crowley's.]

[identity profile] misplacedsword.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
[He's making soft, wordless noises of pleasure, now, twining his fingers with Crowley's and matching Crowley's pace in speed if not quite in rhythm. Aziraphale reaches down with his free hand to wrap around his cock, desperate for some kind of friction.]