( wasn't the waiting around his punishment?! and... there's more?? looking up at the other man again: )
Part..? Se... seriously?!
( he came out to have a good time and honestly he's feeling so attacked right now. first Crowley binds his wrists together which limits how much he can grab, then the vampire claims it's because he likes him, and then points out that Aoba likes it anyway. like. rude?! even if he's right—Aoba does like it, a lot of that stems from how he happens to like Crowley back. would he let some random punk off the street tie his wrists up without a kick to the face?!
... we're ignoring, of course, that Crowley was a random punk off the street when he propositioned Aoba the first time. details that are clearly unimportant.
especially in the wake of being drawn against the man, arms hooked around his neck. it does let Aoba touch his hair and he takes advantage of that, tugging at his braid with a bit of petulance. but... Crowley's lap is really good, and his body even better pressed hard against him.
but there are still questions. what does Crowley mean by, 'because I couldn't do everything that I wanted'? what else did he want to do? it's not like they spoke about what they liked or anything. and, does Crowley tease all the guys he likes? like a schoolkid poking his classroom crush with the sharp end of a pencil? and what was that, those words the man had murmured while giving him those distracting kisses...?
he better unlock this backstory soon, damn it.
squirming in his lap, Aoba rolls his hips, grinds, seeking some relief for the way his cock still aches, left forgotten in wake of discovering one of Crowley's kinks. )
Mmh... I... don't... hate it, ( because he's not going to lie, though he is going to bite at Crowley's chest now that he's level with it, ) and... I like you, too. A little.
( he may have never done this if he wasn't in the perfect position for it—but Aoba cocks his head, now that his mouth's his best tool, and bites bites bites over one of Crowley's nipples. pushes his tongue down against it in that bite, sucks, breaking away and wishing that he'd leave some kind of ring of teeth with it. it doesn't, of course. )
LMFAO omg no that's just a different level i don't think even Crowley wants to go there
Part..? Se... seriously?!
( he came out to have a good time and honestly he's feeling so attacked right now. first Crowley binds his wrists together which limits how much he can grab, then the vampire claims it's because he likes him, and then points out that Aoba likes it anyway. like. rude?! even if he's right—Aoba does like it, a lot of that stems from how he happens to like Crowley back. would he let some random punk off the street tie his wrists up without a kick to the face?!
... we're ignoring, of course, that Crowley was a random punk off the street when he propositioned Aoba the first time. details that are clearly unimportant.
especially in the wake of being drawn against the man, arms hooked around his neck. it does let Aoba touch his hair and he takes advantage of that, tugging at his braid with a bit of petulance. but... Crowley's lap is really good, and his body even better pressed hard against him.
but there are still questions. what does Crowley mean by, 'because I couldn't do everything that I wanted'? what else did he want to do? it's not like they spoke about what they liked or anything. and, does Crowley tease all the guys he likes? like a schoolkid poking his classroom crush with the sharp end of a pencil? and what was that, those words the man had murmured while giving him those distracting kisses...?
he better unlock this backstory soon, damn it.
squirming in his lap, Aoba rolls his hips, grinds, seeking some relief for the way his cock still aches, left forgotten in wake of discovering one of Crowley's kinks. )
Mmh... I... don't... hate it, ( because he's not going to lie, though he is going to bite at Crowley's chest now that he's level with it, ) and... I like you, too. A little.
( he may have never done this if he wasn't in the perfect position for it—but Aoba cocks his head, now that his mouth's his best tool, and bites bites bites over one of Crowley's nipples. pushes his tongue down against it in that bite, sucks, breaking away and wishing that he'd leave some kind of ring of teeth with it. it doesn't, of course. )
... Is the blindfold the other part?
( someone's trying to needle out some answers. )