[ Crowley tilts his head when their lips part, stretching out his neck and allowing Aoba more room to leave kisses down his skin. Fingers dig into the human's shoulder, grunting softly with the sensation of his his cock being squeezed that causes a number of low, heated sighs to roll off of his tongue.
He dips his head down, hiding his face somewhere in the crook of Aoba's shoulder. Pressing their chests together, feeling the way the other man's heart beats and vibrates against his rib cage that in turn causes Crowley to open his mouth and drag his tongue over his collar bone. Desire runs thick and he feels a shiver run down his spine, rolling his hips back slowly and feeling every inch Aoba had to offer him. ]
Aoba. Aoba. [ He grinds down, breath hitching in the back of his throat, a thin layer of sweat beginning to coat his body. ] ... Mine— You're mine.
[ He said it last night, but this time he'll say it so the man can understand. ]
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He dips his head down, hiding his face somewhere in the crook of Aoba's shoulder. Pressing their chests together, feeling the way the other man's heart beats and vibrates against his rib cage that in turn causes Crowley to open his mouth and drag his tongue over his collar bone. Desire runs thick and he feels a shiver run down his spine, rolling his hips back slowly and feeling every inch Aoba had to offer him. ]
Aoba. Aoba. [ He grinds down, breath hitching in the back of his throat, a thin layer of sweat beginning to coat his body. ] ... Mine— You're mine.
[ He said it last night, but this time he'll say it so the man can understand. ]