Crowley

[theangelfell]

"Someone hit on me at the bookshop today," Aziraphale said conversationally as he changed into his pajamas beside Crowley's bed.

They'd talked about getting a new place together, but it hadn't happened yet, and for whatever reason they found themselves more frequently at Crowley's place than Aziraphale's. But now Aziraphale kept pajamas and nice smelling soap here.

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[theangelfell]

"More like how to guides," Aziraphale said. "On the internet. The first step is for me to use my fingers..."

[sauntereddownward]

"Well I don't want to hear about it. Like some...recipe," he replied. "Just...start."

[theangelfell]

"Mmmm get off me and onto your side then," Aziraphale said quietly.

[sauntereddownward]

"Just...go slow, I think," he said. He was almost to anxious to be aroused, though it was undeniable that every brush of Aziraphale's lips and fingertips made him hard and eager.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale hesitated, and then miracled what he hoped was lubricant.

"Tell me if you want me to stop," he whispered, and then with his other hand on Crowley's arm, stroking gently, he pushed a slick finger just barely inside him.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley moaned low and long as Aziraphale touched him, but when he was just barely penetrated he gasped sharply.

"Oh!" he exclaimed. "That was...unexpected."

[theangelfell]

"What? How so? Does it hurt?" Aziraphale asked nervously.

[sauntereddownward]

"No! No, no, it doesn't. It's very, erm, good. Very, ah...oh, like that there..." he gasped.

[theangelfell]

"Oh," said Aziraphale, and continued pushing the finger inside him, slow, careful to pay attention to Crowley's reactions.

[sauntereddownward]

If anyone were to ask, Crowley would say this was all terribly erotic and beautiful.

In reality the demon found himself whimpering and squirming against the attention.

"Angel..." he panted. "Angel..."

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale kissed the back of his shoulder as he added a second finger, like he'd read about.

[sauntereddownward]

The added girth made him moan. A low, wanton plea of a moan. Crowley had to take hold of a fistful of the sheet, just to anchor himself.

[theangelfell]

Though Crowley couldn't see him, Aziraphale's eyes went wide with wonder. Out of all the things they'd done together, Aziraphale hadn't imagined that he could make Crowley make a sound like that. "How... how does it feel?" he whispered, genuinely curious.

[sauntereddownward]

"Ohhhmyffuck...it feels so good," he groaned. "Don't stop, angel. Please..."

[theangelfell]

"How do I know when you're ready for... for more?" Aziraphale asked breathlessly. "I don't want to hurt you." He crooked one of his fingers experimentally.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley shrieked in surprise, automatically rocking back to get more.

"Now. Now. Now is good. For more. Now, please...please..."

[theangelfell]

Here was the part where Aziraphale was very nervous that he didn't know what he was doing. It seemed simple enough, but also the sort of thing where it must be very difficult to do it well...

"Turn over," he said, his breath coming fast. "On - on your back, I want to see you."

[sauntereddownward]

He did have a rudimentary idea of what to do. Sort of. So he did as asked, rolling to lay out beneath Aziraphale. He spread his legs and watched the angel until it simply hurt to look at him.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale positioned himself above him, looking nervous. "You'll tell me if it hurts?" he said.

[sauntereddownward]

"Yesss," he hissed, hoking a leg around Aziraphale to haul him closer.

[theangelfell]

His breath shallow, Aziraphale stared down at him as he positioned his cock and slowly began to push inside.

[sauntereddownward]

He tensed and for a moment he couldn't breathe. It hurt, yet it didn't. Pleasure beyond the pain.He whimpered softly and managed to pant a little.

Much more of this and he'd just discorporate, he was certain.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale was rather overwhelmed himself... particularly as he continued to push in, until he was completely inside him.

"Crowley," he whispered.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley opened his mouth but only the tiniest peep came out. It was not terribly distinguished.

"Please," he finally sighed.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale had never felt anything quite like this. It was not like a hand, which was all he'd experienced with Crowley so far. Slowly, cautiously, he began to move... gasping at the first feel of it.