( i just don't want to hurt you. words that send something searing through Aoba's chest—both sweet and painful mixed into one. it's that moment that it finally dawns on him, both something light and weighty: he... probably... kind of has a crush on Crowley, huh...?
sweet with the twist of feelings, painful because he knows it's nothing he can do anything about. it's a dalliance, this, and feelings are just going to end up with him getting hurt anyway. the pain from a bite would be nothing in comparison, even if he'd end up near dry. but it's fine. he can just ignore them, shove them down his throat and pretend like he hadn't realized it. better that way, right? )
Mm.
( a soft noise of understanding. he won't ask again, then. won't put Crowley in that position. the kiss feels good, hard against his mouth in a way he craves, eagerly accepting that tongue and sucking on it once its in his mouth. teasing his own against it, hooking one arm around a shoulder to trace along muscle, the other still caressing along the side of the vampire's face.
a long breath through his nose and a soft sigh, cock half-hard just from kissing. leaning back, trying to guide the other man over himself, wrapping that arm more fully around his neck as they kiss. closer, likewise searching for bodily warmth.
i's with a brief pause that he whispers against the vampire's mouth, )
Crowley...
( a murmur with fluttering eyelids before Aoba presses another kiss forward, delighting in the feeling of those lips. )
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sweet with the twist of feelings, painful because he knows it's nothing he can do anything about. it's a dalliance, this, and feelings are just going to end up with him getting hurt anyway. the pain from a bite would be nothing in comparison, even if he'd end up near dry. but it's fine. he can just ignore them, shove them down his throat and pretend like he hadn't realized it. better that way, right? )
Mm.
( a soft noise of understanding. he won't ask again, then. won't put Crowley in that position. the kiss feels good, hard against his mouth in a way he craves, eagerly accepting that tongue and sucking on it once its in his mouth. teasing his own against it, hooking one arm around a shoulder to trace along muscle, the other still caressing along the side of the vampire's face.
a long breath through his nose and a soft sigh, cock half-hard just from kissing. leaning back, trying to guide the other man over himself, wrapping that arm more fully around his neck as they kiss. closer, likewise searching for bodily warmth.
i's with a brief pause that he whispers against the vampire's mouth, )
Crowley...
( a murmur with fluttering eyelids before Aoba presses another kiss forward, delighting in the feeling of those lips. )