[ Crowley's probably beginning to really realize just how much trust he's putting into Aoba because this is wild. Not only is he blindfolded but how much experience did the other man even have in this kind of situation? Thinking on it some more, because this is the appropriate time, he's probably doing this all based on how it's been done to him before so... whatever. It's not gonna kill him.
He obliges to that small order, leaning up and allowing the bottle to fall from his hand and get lost somewhere between the sheets.
His hands need to find a way to keep themselves preoccupied—need, that's a little weird. Of course it's expected considering this is an intimate situation but the fact that there's a little tick in the back of his head telling him he needs to put his hands on the other man is a little concerning. ]
Nn. [ A soft, muffled groan starts and stops at his throat. The sensation is new to him, a part of him that's been left untouched for (literally over eight hundred years) so long was being teased. Though it had been slightly been penetrated earlier it was just that, slightly.
And he's no blushing virgin like Aoba but there's a tiny dust of pink that spreads across his cheeks.
One hand holding the arm wrapped around his waist, the other placing itself on the top of the man's head, he continues to breathe in and out regularly as he's teased. ] Go ahead. [ Do more. ]
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He obliges to that small order, leaning up and allowing the bottle to fall from his hand and get lost somewhere between the sheets.
His hands need to find a way to keep themselves preoccupied—need, that's a little weird. Of course it's expected considering this is an intimate situation but the fact that there's a little tick in the back of his head telling him he needs to put his hands on the other man is a little concerning. ]
Nn. [ A soft, muffled groan starts and stops at his throat. The sensation is new to him, a part of him that's been left untouched for (literally over eight hundred years) so long was being teased. Though it had been slightly been penetrated earlier it was just that, slightly.
And he's no blushing virgin like Aoba but there's a tiny dust of pink that spreads across his cheeks.
One hand holding the arm wrapped around his waist, the other placing itself on the top of the man's head, he continues to breathe in and out regularly as he's teased. ] Go ahead. [ Do more. ]