( he likes it when Crowley's vocal, he decides. usually it's him making all the noise. embarrassingly so. but it's nice.... when he's on the opposite end of it.
especially when it's his name.
Crowley comes and his fingers are dirtied with come, sticky, body shuddering with the feeling of it trailing down his stomach. that's... that's new, and good, too... enough so that he shudders as well, whimpering, stilling his hand only when the vampire's finished his climax.
the only reason why he doesn't come immediately after is probably because he came twice earlier, and then lost blood. but it's not much longer after, sweat clinging to his skin again, making him feel even filthier but somehow he doesn't really mind. not with Crowley.
finally, when he arches his back and hands find themselves grabbing into sheets again, he comes. hard, an intense feeling, so unused to doing it while buried inside of someone else. panting, face scrunched in the pleasure of it, he slowly unwinds.
now he's tired. very, very tired. but god does it feel good. )
Crowley....
( a pathetic whine, barely audible under his labored breaths. he can't even say anything else. dizzied, flush, overcome. )
no subject
especially when it's his name.
Crowley comes and his fingers are dirtied with come, sticky, body shuddering with the feeling of it trailing down his stomach. that's... that's new, and good, too... enough so that he shudders as well, whimpering, stilling his hand only when the vampire's finished his climax.
the only reason why he doesn't come immediately after is probably because he came twice earlier, and then lost blood. but it's not much longer after, sweat clinging to his skin again, making him feel even filthier but somehow he doesn't really mind. not with Crowley.
finally, when he arches his back and hands find themselves grabbing into sheets again, he comes. hard, an intense feeling, so unused to doing it while buried inside of someone else. panting, face scrunched in the pleasure of it, he slowly unwinds.
now he's tired. very, very tired. but god does it feel good. )
Crowley....
( a pathetic whine, barely audible under his labored breaths. he can't even say anything else. dizzied, flush, overcome. )