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patricianandclerk answered:
“Bless, but you’re filthy, angel,” Crowley said, dragging his tongue over the line of Aziraphale’s spine, and Aziraphale let out a desperate moan, grabbing and pulling at the many pillows piled beneath him, his own hips jumping as Crowley pistoned into him. His hands were all over Aziraphale, grabbing at the soft, thick flesh of Aziraphale’s thighs, grabbing at the rolls of flesh at his hips, reaching further to drag his hands over Aziraphale’s belly.
He grabbed. He grasped, his fingers sinking into the flesh and dragging at him, pulling at him, and Aziraphale choked out a gasping noise as Crowley dragged his teeth over one of Aziraphale’s shoulder blades.
“Love watching you like this,” Crowley purred, his teeth touching the skin again and making Aziraphale yelp. “So beautiful, all mine, all mine–”
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