Home Artists Posts Import Register

Content

Breathing comes much easier away from the steam of the shower, and it’s waves of cold overwhelming him now, shivers tingling everywhere in the wake of Aziraphale’s questing fingertips, sparkling over his skin with every brush of his lips against Crowley’s neck.

There’s a low throb at the base of Crowley’s belly, with his thighs spread wide locked over the outsides of Aziraphale’s knees, but mostly his attention is up higher in his chest. It’s trailing after Aziraphale’s fingers, as his nipples grow hard and sensitive, pushing up against Aziraphale’s palms. He shivers harder, arching his spine, lifting one arm to wind backwards around Aziraphale’s neck. 

“Oh, Crowley,” Aziraphale murmurs, kissing the outstretched line of his neck, and the low possessive sound of his name is a warming reverberation that sinks into the depths of his core. “I do like you like this - immensely.”

~ written by he wonderful calico to go with the art (as well as the previous chapters!), and it's too long to put it all in the caption, so I'll just leave the Ao3 link here for you to read and enjoy!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55369585/chapters/141384091

Files

Comments

Morrigen

We are being fed so well the last few days.

Furia

Oh yessssssss