( can Crowley get embarrassed.... he'd love to know...
but if he is, Aoba definitely can't tell. he's too busy thinking about what'd it'd be like if Crowley did ride him—it's not what he meant but now he's. thinking about it. a lot.
tomorrow.... when's that? Aoba doesn't know either. honestly, he doesn't really care. equally caught up and enamored, finding himself watching the color of Crowley's eyes rather than glancing a clock. so they were blue once... that's something he keeps trying to picture. a light blue? a rich, royal blue?
Crowley's comment might be from the kinksters next door but makes Aoba flush anyway, biting down gently on his lip. which is probably his way of saying how he wouldn't mind having Crowley do something like that, either. )
... Mm. ( spreading his legs, letting out a breath, ) But... now I'm thinking about it. The first thing.
( ideas!! leaning up a bit more, he presses his palms into the sheets, )
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but if he is, Aoba definitely can't tell. he's too busy thinking about what'd it'd be like if Crowley did ride him—it's not what he meant but now he's. thinking about it. a lot.
tomorrow.... when's that? Aoba doesn't know either. honestly, he doesn't really care. equally caught up and enamored, finding himself watching the color of Crowley's eyes rather than glancing a clock. so they were blue once... that's something he keeps trying to picture. a light blue? a rich, royal blue?
Crowley's comment might be from the kinksters next door but makes Aoba flush anyway, biting down gently on his lip. which is probably his way of saying how he wouldn't mind having Crowley do something like that, either. )
... Mm. ( spreading his legs, letting out a breath, ) But... now I'm thinking about it. The first thing.
( ideas!! leaning up a bit more, he presses his palms into the sheets, )
Can we try?