( the shock from fangs digging into his neck makes Aoba's back arch, body curving upward against Crowley's with a loud gasp. he hadn't really been expecting it, yeah, but it's that same drugging mix of pleasure and pain that he's slowly getting addicted to. self-aware enough to realize what's happening but too enamored right now to curb it, for now, he lets himself give in to those desires, groaning and burying his fingers into Crowley's hair.
then he's hoisted, easily, almost like he's a child in comparison to such strength. the different angle sets him deeper and he groans again, grabs on tight, whatever discomfort from the bite nonexistent with the vampire taking such care.
there's no real rhythm but Aoba finds himself not caring; he's too focused on the feeling of Crowley's mouth against him and how good he feels, resting his weight down on the man and rocking his hips in a desperate grind. jerking, trying to bear down on the sweetest spots that send a spiral of heat and a fringe of fire pattering across his skin. muscles tense, and he tightens around Crowley's cock again, body rippling with a spring of energy seeking release. )
Cro...!
( choked out, a desperate whine as Aoba hits his orgasm, bowing his head and panting against the curve of the vampire's shoulder with each shuddering breath. dizzily pressing kisses against that shoulder and turning his head much as he can to trail kisses up, trying to give enough for Crowley to remember. )
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then he's hoisted, easily, almost like he's a child in comparison to such strength. the different angle sets him deeper and he groans again, grabs on tight, whatever discomfort from the bite nonexistent with the vampire taking such care.
there's no real rhythm but Aoba finds himself not caring; he's too focused on the feeling of Crowley's mouth against him and how good he feels, resting his weight down on the man and rocking his hips in a desperate grind. jerking, trying to bear down on the sweetest spots that send a spiral of heat and a fringe of fire pattering across his skin. muscles tense, and he tightens around Crowley's cock again, body rippling with a spring of energy seeking release. )
Cro...!
( choked out, a desperate whine as Aoba hits his orgasm, bowing his head and panting against the curve of the vampire's shoulder with each shuddering breath. dizzily pressing kisses against that shoulder and turning his head much as he can to trail kisses up, trying to give enough for Crowley to remember. )