[Reality Shifted] [NSFW] Reunification

[eyesofaserpent]

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[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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[The sheer amount of pleasure catches him by surprise. His back arches, hand clinging to Crowley's, and Aziraphale very nearly takes the Lord's name in vain.]

Crowley!

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[Cowley smiles, nibbling on the angel's neck. He loves every little second of this. Every little twitch, every little tense, the arching. This is all his doing.]

Aziraphale...

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[His first instinct is to tip his head back, encouraging Crowley's attentions on his neck. But it sends a jolt of pleasure southward, and it's almost on the verge of too much. He stops stroking himself, and instead grips Crowley's hair, pulling his head up to kiss him.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[That little bit of rough treatment is well appreciated. He returns the kiss eagerly, feeling the telltale signs of the angel's impending climax all around him. Aziraphale's hand clenched his just so, his muscles tightened around the demon's cock. It was sending him over the edge as well.]

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[Aziraphale rocks his hips against Crowley's almost desperately. His kiss turns fierce and equally desperate, enough that he forgets himself and his teeth scrape against Crowley's bottom lip a bit.

He abandons his grip on Crowley's hair to return to his cock, and it only takes a few more strokes before he's coming.]

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[Oh, fuck. The angel's release triggers his own. One, two thrusts more and he buried deep in that celestial warmth and filling the angel with his seed.]

Oh, Angel!

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[He hadn't really thought it could get much better than it'd been the first time. He'd been wrong. He can feel Crowley inside him, reaching his own climax. Maybe it's the last few thrusts against over-stimulated skin, maybe it's the knowledge that Aziraphale had been the one to bring him over the edge, but it only heightens the feeling.]

Crowley!

[His hand is still holding Crowley's, and it's only as he comes down that he's aware of just how tight his grip is. He can't bring himself to care.]

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[He sinks onto the angel's chest, panting heavily. He is beyond satisfied. He starts to realize distantly that his hand hurts, but his mind is a bit unable to comprehend the pain through all the pleasure.]

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[Aziraphale's panting as well, and he smiles tenderly at Crowley. He wraps one arm around Crowley's waist, and finally lets go of Crowley's hand so he can run his fingers through Crowley's hair.]

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[His hand released, he's hit with a spike of pain. He winces a bit, tries to move his hand, and winces more.]

You've got some grip there, Angel.

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Hmm?

[Aziraphale looks down, frowning slightly in concern.]

Did I hurt you?

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[He holds up his hand for both of them to see and tries to wiggle his fingers. He's terribly unsuccessful, instead letting out a hiss of pain.]

Yeah, I think so.

[To be honest, this fact amuses him. Terribly.]

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[Aziraphale is less amused. Aziraphale is, in fact, quite horrified, especially when Crowley is unable to even wiggle his fingers.]

Oh, my dear. I really do apologize, I didn't realize - that is, I wasn't aware -

[Of much of anything, actually, and Aziraphale flushes.]

Here, allow me to -

[He reaches out, gently touching Crowley's hand to heal him.]

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[Crowley chuckles at the cute little faces the angel is making and obligingly holds his hand still for the miracle of healing.]

You don't have to apologize. I take it as a compliment.

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[Aziraphale is a bit disgruntled by the chuckles. He rather fears Crowley isn't taking this seriously enough.]

A compliment? Dearest, perhaps you don't - I seem to have broken your hand.

[He finishes healing it, but doesn't pull his hand away, and instead strokes his fingers guiltily over Crowley's palm.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[He grins,taking that as a compliment as well, clearly.]

How could I not take it as a compliment, Angel? The sex was so good you broke my hand. Completely unintentionally. That is the height of compliment, I'd say.

[He wiggles his fingers, successfully this time.]

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[He feels a small bit of relief at seeing Crowley wiggle his fingers, though the guilt doesn't lessen much. He smooths his hand down Crowley's back.]

Of course it was completely unintentionally, I'd never-

[And that isn't the point here. Aziraphrale frowns.]

It's hardly an appropriate way for me to show my appreciation.

[eyesofaserpent]

It just happened. That's the beauty of it.

[He kisses him thoroughly, lovingly, showing his angel how much all of this means to him.]

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I fail to see how me injuring you is in any way beautiful.

[But the protest is half-hearted, especially when Crowley kisses him. Crowley's clearly not upset, so Aziraphale supposes he should stop apologizing.

Even if he still feels incredibly guilty. He strokes his fingers over Crowley's hand again, gentle and tender.]

[eyesofaserpent]

Angel, if you break my hand every time we have sex, I would consider it that I'm doing my job right.

[He looked like he would be purring about now if he could.]

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[And now he's vaguely horrified again. What if he does do it again?]

I wouldn't. And what about my job?

[He'll simply have to be more careful next time. Remain more in control of himself. Or devote his time to doing his job. Ensuring that Crowley is in much less control of himself. That's an acceptable solution as well.

He smiles a bit, and releases Crowley's hand to run his fingers through his hair.]

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[The demon grins, a delighted glitter in his eye at the unspoken promises that question poses.]

Well, you can hardly be expected to know what you're doing your first time through.

[He speaks as if he's an old pro at the sex game when really he's only done it once before¹. It's almost as if he's challenging the angel to call him on it.]


¹And that first time had been about as awkward as one might expect, neither of them really knowing what to do, their man-shaped bodies' instincts taking over. Since then, though he was certain he'd never have sex again considering the death of his lover and the rapidly dwindling population of Earth, he did as much research as he could.

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There's not knowing what you're doing, and there's accidentally injuring your partner. They're not quite on the same level.

[He's absolutely not sulking. Angels do not sulk, after all. And no amount of that sulk is because of the implications of Crowley's comment¹. He does, however, raise his eyebrows slightly.]

And you're an expert?

¹That's a lie. However, as the tiny bit of sulk dedicated to that is actually veering out of sulk territory and heading into what might be considered 'emo,' it's being discounted for the sake of not distracting Aziraphale from his current, somewhat lighter concern of having broken Crowley's hand.

[eyesofaserpent]

An accident is also different from doing so maliciously. Once I'm back to being myself, you won't be able to injure me so easily.

[He kisses him sweetly, trying to tell him that it's okay.

However the angel's next comment does give him pause.]

I... Er... Well... I... Only did it once before.

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[That - actually comforts him a bit, and Aziraphale relaxes into the kiss. He keeps forgetting, that Crowley is not entirely himself.

At Crowley's admission, he pauses, considering that, and finds it's not entirely unexpected.]

I see.

[He rather feels as though he should change the subject, given that he knows who that once was with, and it's not a topic that will put either of them in the best of moods. But he can't particularly think of anything that isn't a very obvious subject change.]