( there's a rush of lightheadedness that comes from even just that mouthful; Crowley had been right before, that he should eat before any more biting, but in the end Aoba... doesn't care. it feels good for Crowley, thus it feels good for him. even if his heart gives a weird sputter at some point, righting itself after a few palpitations.
Aoba's breaths are shallow; he's a mass of feeling when Crowley buries himself in deep, every nerve on edge and focused on the vampire. squeezing his hand and refusing to let go, petting with the fingers he'd dug into soft hair.
and when he's dropped back onto the mattress he goes easy, sweet and pliant with exhaustion. even if it'd been slow it'd still been... enough to get his heart racing. wow.
only when the vampire's settled against him does his hand slide out of his hair, moving to cup against the smooth curve of the man's cheek. thumb gently strumming beneath his eye in a repetitive movement, tender in its caress. )
Mm..? Don't be. You're... wonderful.
( maybe it's a little embarrassing to say, and he mutters the last bit of it, but... it's true. and it's not like he didn't want it either.
this is wonderful too. tangled up like this, though he can't feel the beat of a heart in return he's still soothed by their closeness. bowing his head just enough, Aoba presses a kiss against the vampire's head, around his forehead and hairline. wherever he can reach. )
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Aoba's breaths are shallow; he's a mass of feeling when Crowley buries himself in deep, every nerve on edge and focused on the vampire. squeezing his hand and refusing to let go, petting with the fingers he'd dug into soft hair.
and when he's dropped back onto the mattress he goes easy, sweet and pliant with exhaustion. even if it'd been slow it'd still been... enough to get his heart racing. wow.
only when the vampire's settled against him does his hand slide out of his hair, moving to cup against the smooth curve of the man's cheek. thumb gently strumming beneath his eye in a repetitive movement, tender in its caress. )
Mm..? Don't be. You're... wonderful.
( maybe it's a little embarrassing to say, and he mutters the last bit of it, but... it's true. and it's not like he didn't want it either.
this is wonderful too. tangled up like this, though he can't feel the beat of a heart in return he's still soothed by their closeness. bowing his head just enough, Aoba presses a kiss against the vampire's head, around his forehead and hairline. wherever he can reach. )
It was good. Really good.