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crowley "begone thotticus" eusford ([personal profile] eusford) wrote in [community profile] collegestories2017-02-17 10:20 am

— BEDSHEETS AND MORNING ROSE



*aoba voice* so like... is the good end dick just as good as the bad end dick. i'm asking for a friend.
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[personal profile] frequence 2017-03-13 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
( Aoba pushes up on his elbows when Crowley sits up and goes to the nightstand, watching as the man searches the drawer for something. already did...? that's something he wonders at against the rustle of things, gaze slipping down ridges of the vampire's spine, admiring the way his shoulder blades move.

oh. at the wipes he offers a grateful look, sitting up even more so that he can wipe himself down, too. it... actually is a nice thing of Crowley to do, considering Aoba wasn't expecting it and would probably have staggered off to the bathroom to use the sink after cooling off for a few more minutes. feels much better to not be sticky once everything's cooled down, but that's... a thought he's completely distracted from when Crowley keeps talking like that.

huh...? that is—incredibly cheesy. yet... also.... kind of, a little, romantic...? were it anyone else he might make a face and say that it's only normal to remember, but... it's different here. Crowley's been around for much longer than anyone he's ever known, or possibly ever will know. of course he won't remember every person he's met—not even the ones he's slept with. it's why Aoba hadn't been expecting a similar answer in response to his admittance. yet, hearing that, how is he not supposed to feel—warm? damn, Bella Swan, he kind of gets it now. )


Ah.

( a soft exhale as Aoba shifts forward on instinct, acting on feeling rather than any real thought, spanning his arms around ribs and settling his palms on the man's back in a tight embrace. it's a sigh, a pleased murmur: ) ... Crowley. ( honestly... this guy. it's brief, when Aoba leans up to press his lips against the vampire's, similar to the tender touch from earlier. but then he's all too quickly moving to tuck his face against collarbone instead. by now, he's adjusted to the lack of a pulse or heartbeat, having familiarized himself with the absence of them a few times on purpose. )

If you do... well, I guess... that'd probably make me... really happy.

( though Aoba's really not sure what he's done to earn it other than having a weird hair kink... it does make him happy. that's what that new warmth is, burning from head to toe, coloring his cheeks in the most pleasant way possible. maybe it's silly, Aoba just being a big old weirdo again, but there's no denying the surge of pleasure at hearing those words.

this is... nice. hugging tight like this. it makes him not want to let go. enough so that he'd be willing to forgive being unfavorably compared to Crowley's vampire girlfriends!! who are definitely better than being compared to the person who murdered all of Crowley's friends, yeah.

he's just gonna stay here until he's dislodged for being gross and affectionate, thanks. )
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[personal profile] frequence 2017-03-14 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
( this is because Crowley didn't just bite him and put him to sleep

happier than giving me a physical mark to look back to? that makes him quiet for a minute. pressing his mouth against the hollow of Crowley's throat, teeth skimming over skin with the touch of tongue, curling into a lick. if he could he would. how many times has he tried...? scraped his nails down, bitten, watched for a brief second of satisfaction before it was gone?

this would be a good spot to mark. the soft dip of flesh right in the center, a trifecta of collarbone and throat, just over breast. still hiding his face, he licks the spot again, a slow drag of his tongue as he wets, pinches lightly with his teeth. )


It's not like I wouldn't want both. ( an honest admittance. Crowley's only encouraged him to admit and act on his wants, and that's... one of them. ) And—that'd be more for you to look back at, that's what... I wanted.

( to recall who put it there. how it felt when it was put there. but, again, it's a desire that won't come to fruition. the real question has Aoba pausing, graze of teeth against the base of Crowey's throat pulling away as he looks up, resting his chin on the man's chest instead as he looks at his face. )

Sure...? Of course I'm sure. ( like it's the simplest thing in the world, ) Crowley's Crowley. Human or not.

( that sort of thing doesn't matter to him. maybe it should, maybe he's three times an idiot for not having better stranger danger skills or acknowledging red flags, but... it's an honest answer. but he can also date an android or a dog, so. )
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[personal profile] frequence 2017-03-15 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)
( a good question—though right now he's offering no answers as to how he'd react, because the feeling of fingers through his hair still exists in that plane between pleasant and painful. it's something he's slowly getting used to, each time Crowley affords his hair some affection, and he's adjusting to touch he'd so rarely allowed before. not that he'll ever be keen on just anyone touching it.

so that slow combing rewards Crowley with an inhale and fluttering eyelids, body tensing at first, just enough to hint that it's not pure pleasure but overall feels good regardless. half of that may even because he's anticipating a pull, trying to brace for the surge of agonizing pain that'll make him flinch away. even if he likes pain with sex, he doesn't... like that kind much. go figure.

as far as Crowley's very romantic comment: live hard and die young. nah, he isn't so reckless, but.... despite the wrinkle of his nose and brow at the comment, he doesn't dispute it. Crowley's probably right. during that time, under those circumstances.... good thing he's a 2XXX kid. )


Mm? ( he'd shifted onto his cheek, rubbing it against Crowley's skin, but he glances back up, ) Really? ( is he teasing again...? is he referring solely to dirty stuff? Aoba's not sure—it's hard to tell with Crowley. )

Well... one thing I want is to lie on top of you.

( so if Crowley would plop onto his back and let Aoba use him as a body pillow, that'd be fantastic. )

But, for real... okay. Only if you tell me things you want, too. One for one. I'll tell you something and then you tell me something.

( that's only fair! )
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[personal profile] frequence 2017-03-17 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
( but he's more of a dog person...... )

Mm. Like this.

( this... is better. it lets him really stretch out—though he does grope beside them, curling his fingers and tugging half the blanket over them so that they're covered without having to get up to get under the blankets. seriously... he could easily fall asleep like this. if Crowley tries to move those hands from his hips, Aoba's gonna complain.

which apparently is fine? I don't know, wanna have you sleep next to me? Aoba peeks up again, returning to resting his chin on Crowley's chest. )


Really? ( it's such an innocent request but it surprises him anyway. maybe that's why it surprises him...? ) I probably will.

( not right this second, though. do vampires sleep? it's not a question he asks but it's so obvious in his eyes that he's wondering it, almost reflecting as brightly as the light from the lamps.

until he glances away. it's difficult to keep eyecontact with admitting the next thing he wants, )


My turn... I wanted to fuck you, before. ( just so there's no confusion as to how he means, he lingers on that you a half a second longer than all the other words, ) The sounds you were making when I was sucking you off... were nice. I wanted more of them.

( and he was pretty close to acting on it, too! he huffs a little, drawing circles on Crowley's skin with the pad of his index finger. )

I still want to.
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[personal profile] frequence 2017-03-17 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
A blindfold?!

( Aoba looks up again, eyes wide, mouth open before he just... laughs. what the heck...?! )

I wouldn't be able to see what I was doing.

( and it's not something he ever frequently does. but he quiets down pretty quick, resting his head down against warm breastbone. now that he's gotten that off his chest, he's really not all that sure of what else to say.... that want had been one of the most recent, even if its something he's not looking to act on right now.

what he wants... )


... I don't know. There's not a lot... that I want.

( a softer murmur, as he turns away from what they've been doing, since Crowley's.... somehow managed to satisfy most of his wants as far as sex is concerned. )

I guess... I want my parents to come home. They've been gone for a while. ( and he's waiting, still, hoping for the day he can greet them again. glancing up, he offers Crowley an apologetic look, )

Sorry. That's probably not the kind of thing you wanted to hear, right?
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[personal profile] frequence 2017-03-19 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
( the way Crowley's thumbs circles against his skin draw a contented noise, something that's mostly a sigh that could easily delve into a groan of happiness. Aoba's fine with it, that Crowley can't keep his hands to himself either, because he... really likes being touched like this. by him.

and while he's not against the blindfold he's a little amused Crowley seems so interested in it. even if it's going to block a fantastic view, and maybe make him a bit nervous. seeing Crowley is reassuring. but that's something they can tackle later, if that's what they move on to after ... this. cuddling? this must be cuddling, Aoba realizes a bit belatedly, rubbing his face against the other man's chest again. they haven't done this before.

... well. for like, two minutes, after the first time. )


Yeah...?

( he wants to... get to know him? Aoba wants that too. wanted it before, even, but didn't say so, because... sex with no strings attached is easy when you don't really know the other person, right? maybe it won't matter to Crowley either way but Aoba knows that once he knows more, strings will definitely be an issue on his end. he'll care. he'll want to keep seeing him, hearing from him, and... miss him.

hell, he's already feeling it, only having learning the barest information.

reaching up, he plays the tips of his fingers against Crowley's lips, grazing along the shape of the vampire's lower lip, )


... A few years ago. It started off with them leaving for shorter periods of time, and as I got older it got more and more frequent and longer until ... well, now. They're—free spirits, they can't stay in one place for long. They send postcards sometimes.
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[personal profile] frequence 2017-03-20 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
( such jokes... it does make Aoba smile. a small quirk of the lips, moving on from that vaguely apologetic look.

and he's a little distracted when Crowley kisses the tip of his finger. that's—cute. really cute. leaves a small, tingling sensation in its wake, the sort that makes Aoba curl his toes in response. huh. vampires aren't supposed to be cute, are they? is it weird that he's thinking so? maybe... he doesn't really know.

tilting his wrists, Aoba moves on to settle his fingers along the shape of Crowley's jaw. half a caress, with fingers curling in to trace along its strong shape. )


I mean... I'd feel bad about leaving her, even if I think she'd understand if I talked to her about it. ( she's always been pretty reasonable and independent... ) I don't know. I'm not even sure where I'd start, and since they're constantly moving, too...

( .... he might never find them. it's something that's crossed his mind before, sure, but not seriously. )

I'm used to waiting now, so it's really not too bad. I'll wait for them to come home.

( eyes gone soft, his gaze flicks from where his fingers have been touching along the bottom of Crowley's chin to the man's eyes, )

... Your turn.
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[personal profile] frequence 2017-03-20 12:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm... you would think so, wouldn't you?

( he can only imagine the places Crowley's been in 800 years. with that much time he could travel the whole world a hundred times over, couldn't he? and saying it like that... it's just another thing about the vampire that reminds Aoba of Naine. though his feelings in regards to the two are vastly, vastly different (familial versus something distinctly more romantic), there is one thing that seems to be the same—Aoba's been drawn in, enraptured, by both.

three times does bode more than mere coincidence and Aoba smiles again, back arching at the touch along his spine. that feels nice. even if being called livestalk makes him balk a little he supposes he can see... the reason... behind that... it's not like humans don't treat animals, their livelihood, the same way.

even if he would much perfer being compared to like... like... dessert, or something... )


So it's something like fate, then?

( it's not really a question he's looking for an answer to, more like a soft mutter for himself. fate.... maybe it is something like that. not that it gives him any reasons or expectations, nor does it tell him how this might all turn out. maybe just another broken heart.

talk of wanting to break that rule make him study the color of Crowley's eyes again, searching, breath caught up in his lungs almost painfully. they manage to deflate when mention of playing with Crowley's vampire girlfriends comes up so he can answer, )


... As long as they don't kill me for touching your hair.

( or at all?! but apparently they're protective over the glorious braid, understandably so.

Aoba pauses, thinking with an inscrutable expression for a good few seconds before wiggling up a few inches, leaning in to press his lips against Crowley's. then, he nuzzles his face beside the vampire's ear, closing his eyes, )


I want that too. ( not the bit about playing with Crowley's vampire girlfriends, though he's fine with that if it doesn't end in his murder— ) I want to see you again.
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[personal profile] frequence 2017-03-21 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
( gosh look don't judge him, it's not his fault there are similarities!

and wow so bitter Crowley!!! but Aoba doesn't have anything better to call it—some things are meant to be, it feels like. it's not out of any religious fervor or some kind of faith but... merely thinking that chance isn't everything.

it's nothing to linger over. Crowley talks about swearing on that desire and Aoba peeks up again, blinking a few times at the prospect. swearing on it... that's a promise. )


Mm. ( a gentle noise of agreement as he reaches up to brush his fingers through the man's bangs with affection, ) I'd like that.

( maybe Crowley would be more at ease if he knew the kind of guys Aoba ends up interested in—or maybe even more concerned, given his questionable taste, who knows. he is, perhaps fortunately, perhaps unfortunately, not the kind of guy to be distracted from those he cares about based on things like what they are. )

Then... it's a promise. I'll see you again.

( and he laughs in that same gentle way, teasing a lock of hair between the pads of his index finger and thumb. )

Not that I'm done seeing you now.

( not by a long shot. maybe two days wouldn't be so impossible after all...? when did he start thinking this way? studying Crowley's eyes, he continues to tease the man's hair between his fingers, idle little touches. )
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[personal profile] frequence 2017-03-21 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
( wow. wow. that's so rude!! his childhood bestie is still alive even if he's fucked up and would probably be devastated if he knew what Aoba was doing right this second, but he's still there. Aoba makes a face and thumps his index and middle fingers in the center of Crowley's forehead, )

Neither.

( yeesh, what does he look like? a completely depraved homebody? ... don't answer that.

huffing, Aoba moves off of Crowley's chest and beside him onto the bed, taking the blankets with him so he can roll and cocoon himself in them. only his eyes peek out once he's finished, squinting at the other man, )


I just want to spend more time with you. Is that so weird? We don't have to be having sex.

( as much as he likes the sex. a lot. but right now's... what? the longest they've ever spent together? he doesn't think it's wild to not want it to end so quickly.

whatever. sulking, he fwumps the other way, looking at the opposite wall, still snug in his blanket. )
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[personal profile] frequence 2017-03-21 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
( okay, so that's true, and Aoba does want to have more sex at some point... so it's not like he can totally blame him. so he rolls back over and peeks up at Crowley again, still safe and snug in his cocoon of covers. )

I want to know more about you. ( and shut up, he's not pouting yes he is. ) The things you like and the things you don't like. Your favorite color. Your birthday... if you remember it.

( cause he hella old and all. a not so subtle jab. )

.... I don't know. Stuff like that.

( it's a genuine interest despite knowing that it'll just make things... weirder between them. not necessarily bad, but the strings of attachment will tighten, knot, wrap around his heart like a ribbon.

Pursing his lips, Aoba adds, )


And then later maybe I'll try that blindfold thing. Maybe.

( he still doesn't really get Crowley's fascination with depriving him of the super sexy sight of his naked bod, but okay )
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[personal profile] frequence 2017-03-21 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
( fighting and reading and... chess. wow. Crowley's a grandpa in a hot boyfriend's body. it makes Aoba grin, half obscured still by the covers, but there's no hiding the way the lines crinkle around his eyes with it.

though at the mention of working on cars and working on them, Aoba's eyebrows raise. that's... not. a bad. image. at all. in fact, maybe that's a thing he'll dwell on later when they aren't talking about a bunch of different things at once.

but the mention of a person Crowley hates—really catches his interest, makes him quiet, even when the I don't like running admittance is pretty funny. why would he stay with someone he hates? even if he keeps things interesting, isn't that... kind of...? hm. )


December 5th...

( a soft murmur as he studies Crowley's face again, his eyelashes, the color of those eyes. even if Crowley doesn't celebrate it like humans do anymore, Aoba won't forget it.

it's all information he peculates on for a few seconds before offering his own, )


... My birthday is April 22nd. And.... ( for some reason, he feels like he'll be teased if he says his favorite color is blue, so he won't, ) ... I like music. Usually I'll listen to some before I fall asleep. I work at Junk Shop Heibon—it's not really junk, just... a little bit of everything. You can find some pretty good parts there.

My AllMate's name is Ren—you should meet him sometime—and he's usually with me. It's weird that we've met pretty much the few times I haven't had him around, actually. And... hm. I hate milk. It's disgusting.

( understatement. )

And I guess—that's the type of person I wouldn't like very much either.

( people who want to stab you in the back and are without morals are... pretty terrible!!! )

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