( shameless smut with feelings, look what happened, now they've both caught them

but infatuation's never been so impossible for Aoba to handle. or so he thinks, but the way his heart trips when Crowley cups his cheeks makes him feel young and stupid. well... in comparison, he is young and stupid. letting a vampire bite him, wanting him, having sex... it'd be smarter not to. even if he'd gone this far it'd be smarter to not meet up with him again after this. to let him drift away, a pleasant memory of red bangs and eyes, of generous lips and a smile that could stop a heart if it really wanted to.

well.... whatever. it's not like he was all that smart to begin with. )

Slow. ( his hand finds its way to the nape of Crowley's neck, brushing the fine hair there, ) I want... to feel you, want you on top of me. Want to touch you, too.

( acutely, he needs to feel that weight on him, comfortable and warm, heavy. needs it all around him, clogging all of his senses in a way he won't forget. )

... And I want to kiss you.

( which should be a given at this point, considering how much he likes kissing, Crowley, and kissing Crowley. and having his mouth on Crowley. leaning in, he presses a light one against the vampire's chin, )

Sound good...?