[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]

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.

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[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.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[The demon grows quiet for a long moment before he gives Aziraphale another kiss.]

You felt incredible, Angel.

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[Ah. Well. As far as subject changes went - Aziraphale flushes a bit.]

I - thank you. The whole thing was somewhat incredible.

[eyesofaserpent]

[He chuckles.]

Only somewhat?

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[The chuckle is returned with a fond smile.]

Perhaps absolutely is a better descriptor.

[eyesofaserpent]

[He smiles a bit smugly, snugging against Aziraphale.]

I like that a lot more.

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[He shifts a bit, tightening his arm around Crowley's waist and stroking his fingers through Crowley's hair again. Aziraphale's not at all surprised to find himself exceedingly content like this, and really has no plans on moving any time soon.]

I suspected you would.

[eyesofaserpent]

[Oh, Crowley is beyond content with his eyes shut and a leg entwined around Aziraphale's. In fact, he was pretty much all wrapped around the angel like a snake.]

Mmm.... Feels good...

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[A very fitting description, really. Not that Aziraphale's particularly complaining. Or complaining at all.]

I suppose this means you're wanting to sleep?

[eyesofaserpent]

Nope. Juuuuuussst comfortable.

[Pulls him a little closer.]

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale smiles, petting Crowley's hair again.]

You can, if you wish. I don't mind.

[eyesofaserpent]

Mmmm....

[He's already starting to drift into sleep.]

'Ssssss good.

[misplacedsword.livejournal.com]

[More petting. Aziraphale quite likes it, actually. Crowley may have to suffer through it more often.]

I'll be here when you wake, dearest.

[eyesofaserpent]

[OH FUCK HOW WILL HE EVER SURVIVE IT.

Better be...

[Aaaand he's down for the count.]