[ If Aoba wanted human!Crowley he should have contacted dreamwidth user prex, he's stuck with the shitty vampire who can snap his neck back into place.
With the patience of a saint he waits for Aoba to respond. Heavily turned on and wanting, he breathes softly yet there's evident hunger that bubbles in the back of his throat and surfaces whenever their bodies rut against each other. It doesn't help that the hair tugging stimulates pleasure, too, something he tries to conceal but fails when he grunts; a rough sound that's not one to hint at any protest.
His composure gathers quickly, grinning when soft lips come to brush against his neck. Crowley's reminded of when the human bit him with the sort of vigor he didn't expect from him, anticipation settling into his stomach and slowly spreading. A cold bead of sweat drips down his spine and he tilts his head and allows the other man better access to his throat.
He finds it funny. One of the rare occasions where he wants to be bitten, and by a human of all things.
But-- ]
What was that?
[ --Aoba should have seen this coming. ]
I couldn't hear you properly.
[ One hand grips and digs into Aoba's skin, stopping the movement of their hips all together as the other comes between them and wraps his fingers around the man's cock. Fingers run along the underside of his length, palm coming across the head once he's made it to the top before he slowly--painfully so--rolls his fist down Aoba's cock. He repeats this process, rhythm and speed slowly building up over time. ]
You're going to have to be more specific, too. [ Crowley really likes to tease, but most importantly he likes to see how far a person is willing to go to get what they desire. Humans were interesting creatures if they tried.
Also if Aoba thinks this couldn't get any worse... it does. Letting go of his waist, allowing flesh to breathe, Crowley brings his index and middle finger to his mouth before sucking lightly. Coating digits with saliva before his arm hooks itself around the man's waist and travels south, index finger teasing at his entrance. ] Or else I'll just think you want me to fuck you with my fingers.
he's 800 years old cut him some slack
With the patience of a saint he waits for Aoba to respond. Heavily turned on and wanting, he breathes softly yet there's evident hunger that bubbles in the back of his throat and surfaces whenever their bodies rut against each other. It doesn't help that the hair tugging stimulates pleasure, too, something he tries to conceal but fails when he grunts; a rough sound that's not one to hint at any protest.
His composure gathers quickly, grinning when soft lips come to brush against his neck. Crowley's reminded of when the human bit him with the sort of vigor he didn't expect from him, anticipation settling into his stomach and slowly spreading. A cold bead of sweat drips down his spine and he tilts his head and allows the other man better access to his throat.
He finds it funny. One of the rare occasions where he wants to be bitten, and by a human of all things.
But-- ]
What was that?
[ --Aoba should have seen this coming. ]
I couldn't hear you properly.
[ One hand grips and digs into Aoba's skin, stopping the movement of their hips all together as the other comes between them and wraps his fingers around the man's cock. Fingers run along the underside of his length, palm coming across the head once he's made it to the top before he slowly--painfully so--rolls his fist down Aoba's cock. He repeats this process, rhythm and speed slowly building up over time. ]
You're going to have to be more specific, too. [ Crowley really likes to tease, but most importantly he likes to see how far a person is willing to go to get what they desire. Humans were interesting creatures if they tried.
Also if Aoba thinks this couldn't get any worse... it does. Letting go of his waist, allowing flesh to breathe, Crowley brings his index and middle finger to his mouth before sucking lightly. Coating digits with saliva before his arm hooks itself around the man's waist and travels south, index finger teasing at his entrance. ] Or else I'll just think you want me to fuck you with my fingers.