[ Stupidly trusting is an understatement. Usually anyone who wants to get bit is eccentric in human terms, but Crowley has realized early into this... relationship, or whatever, that Aoba was different. A good different, since he doesn't particularly like meals that struggle, but he realizes that if he wants to keep Aoba well and alive that drinking from him often would lead to dangerous territory.
His blood already tastes good, he always has to force himself to stop, but having constant permission is bad too. ]
I just don't want to hurt you. [ That goes beyond the initial bite and little marks he peppers across his skin.
But that's enough protesting from him. If Aoba wants to kiss then he'll do so, without any complaints or hesitation. There's something comforting in Aoba's touch that has Crowley sighing out softly, a hand reaching up to grab the younger man by his cheek before he closes the distance and kisses him. Hard. Heat and pressure the same as the first kiss, cocking his head to the side before parting his mouth and pushing his tongue into Aoba's mouth. Searching for his tongue while at the same time running against a mouth that he's growing all too familiar with.
He breathes again, groaning softly into his mouth, leaning closer to feel the warmth of Aoba's body against his own. ]
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His blood already tastes good, he always has to force himself to stop, but having constant permission is bad too. ]
I just don't want to hurt you. [ That goes beyond the initial bite and little marks he peppers across his skin.
But that's enough protesting from him. If Aoba wants to kiss then he'll do so, without any complaints or hesitation. There's something comforting in Aoba's touch that has Crowley sighing out softly, a hand reaching up to grab the younger man by his cheek before he closes the distance and kisses him. Hard. Heat and pressure the same as the first kiss, cocking his head to the side before parting his mouth and pushing his tongue into Aoba's mouth. Searching for his tongue while at the same time running against a mouth that he's growing all too familiar with.
He breathes again, groaning softly into his mouth, leaning closer to feel the warmth of Aoba's body against his own. ]