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Had another dream of you, from when we were last together in Manchester.. I miss you my old rascal. I think I'm getting a kitten if I don't see you soon C
A kitten! I'm nothing like a cat, my dear. Hardly a very good replacement. A
No not even a little bit. But it's all I can do to help myself through these trying times. C
Trying times indeed. Are you headed anywhere new anytime soon? Maybe I could find an excuse to be there. A
I'm heading to New York City. C
There must be something fun for you there, demon. C
Meet me, take me out for dinner. C
I'd love nothing more, dearest. Even if you can't ask nicely. A
It's just because I miss you. I'm dreaming of seeing you again. C
I cannot tell you how much I've longed for your company, do you have any idea how boring it is to talk to other demons? A
I know I must smell better. C
Very. All they want to talk about is blood and viscera over and over and over again! It loses its lustre quite fast. A
I'll put on something sparkling and low cut for you. C
Oh, you tempt me. Hardly very angelic of you. A
I'm rewarding you for good behavior. C
Good of you to come back to me. C
I'd hardly call it "good" behavior. In fact, its quite selfish of me. A
Even now, I'm thinking of that pretty sparkling dress of yours on the floor, and my face buried between those delightfully long legs of yours. A
Splendid. C
It's what I'm thinking of too, for the record. Your bright eyes looking up at me. C
Oh? Excited to be at a demon's mercy, are you? That's very rarely a good idea, we aren't known for mercy. A
It's a privilege for you. C
I'm not much known for mercy either. A
I'm not asking for mercy. C
That's good, I don't plan on giving you any when I get my hands on you. A
I'm going to have to hold onto this until I see you again. C
So make it wonderful. C
Oh, dearest, you know I aim to please. A
I know you do, and you have great aim. C
I'll start the paperwork to transfer to New York. A
Wonderful. C
I'll get a kitten when I get back to London. C
I'm not going to get jealous of a cat. A
Sleeping with me every night. C
It's a cat. A
Could be you. C
I'll just scare it off once I'm in London with you. A
Please move in with me. C
[...] Really? A
I don't think we can get away with that. A
I think we could make a middle ground. C
Somewhere we go to be together. C
It would be nice to see you more regularly. A
That's what I'm saying. C
I won't get the cat if I have a chance of seeing you. C
Good. A
[...] I mean. I don't care. Its just a cat. A
Of course. C
And I'm just an angel. C
Shut up. A
I'm thinking green dress. C
You do look ravishing in green. A
Any other requests? C
Heels? A
Want me to wobble into your arms? C
Very much. A
Sure thing, I'll indulge you. C
I don't imagine they'll stay on long. C
Well neither will your dress. A
You make me giggle. C
Any requests for me? A
Keep the beard. C
Like that, do you? A
I do, and the tongue piercing.. C
Oh thats definitely staying. You screamed last time. A
We'll take NYC by storm sweetheart. C
I've been hoping for more wonderful piercings, you seem to find the most interesting things. C
You just like anything taboo, I think. Is that why you're tempting a demon? A
I like what you show me. C
And I don't think I'm tempting. C
I don't go looking for things. C
You go looking for me though. A
I think I've got something that will surprise you. A
I'm thrilled already. C
What is it? or am I supposed to act surprised? C
I already know if I don't tell you, you'll just keep asking. A
Go on then, handsome. C
It's called an ampallang. It's supposed to give your partner added stimulation. You'll have to tell me if that's true or not afterwards. A
I'll tell you everything. C
After I regain the ability to speak. C
Wonderful. We might have to test it a few times, just to be sure. A
You'll stay a couple of days with me? C
Hopefully. A
Different positions. C
Different rhythms. C
It's a lot to test. C
Maybe I should stay longer than just a couple days. Give us plenty of time to test things. Over and over and over again. A
I would really love that. C
Plenty of time to cuddle with you afterwards. C
My clingy angel, whatever shall I do? A
I am making use of a rare occasion. C
I guess I'll just have to stay in your arms, oh poor me. A
Please do, my love. A
I'll make sure you enjoy it. C
That really won't be hard. But don't make me say I want to cuddle too, it's unbecoming. A
I won't make you say anything. C
Perfect. Now, where was I? Oh yes. Oh the horror! My lover holding me close and kissing me, I'll simply perish. A
Playing with your hair, cherishing you, making you exceedingly comfortable after you tired yourself out fucking me. C
I wonder how that will feel in my mouth. C
This is clearly torture. A
I encourage you to find out. A
I will, I think I'll wake you up like that. C
You would make such a good demon, You know. A
You're going to be all I'll be able to think about. A
Don't say that. I'm a loving and charitable angel. C
Ah, yes. Of course. That's why you're so good at, ahem, /service/? A
Yes. C
Obviously. C
I see, well, I should pay you back for your loving charity then. A
Yes, in long lingering kisses and late nights at your mercy. C
And maybe with breakfast. C
Breakfast in bed? A
If you wind me up much more, it'll be long lingering kisses, and early mornings at my mercy. I won't be done with you till I see the sunrise. A
I adore you. C
That's usually my goal. A
You've done it, I am thoroughly melted. C
Good. A
I love you, dearest. I'm going to give you the biggest kiss imaginable when I see you. A
I'm trying to find a suitable hotel. C
I can't believe I haven't seen you. Torture. C
I can't wait for that kiss. C
I'll spin you around a dip you, just like those movies you like. A
You're such a romantic. C
No matter what you say. C
I'm not! I'm a very evil demon. It's going to be a terrifying spin, followed by a scary dip, and the kiss will be dastardly. A
Because you know it's what I like. C
Shush. A
Soon, when I see you my old friend. C
You can shut me up and down all you like. C
I definitely intend to keep that clever mouth of yours occupied, but I do want you to tell me all about what you've gotten up to. A
Over dinner. C
I promise. C
I'll tell you everything. C
Good. I'll do the same, though it might bore you. A
I like listening to your voice. C
And I love watching your lips. C
You sure know how to make a demon feel important. A
Not that I mind you appreciating me. A
Sorry darling. I do care what you've been doing, I'm not worried about being bored though. I'd listen to your grocery list. C
You're a terror. A
What am I to do with you. A
Deal with me the way only you know how to. C
Text me when you get approved? C
I'll try to get it pushed through quickly. Start blessing people left and right, and they'll send me faster. A
Crowley as promised, sported her flowy, perfectly sparkling emerald green slip dress to dinner outside the hotel's restaurant. She smiled at her phone, lingering in the lobby as she hoped for her demon. Her high heels did wonders for her already gorgeous legs and she could feel the warmth in the room the moment the demon stepped into the lobby. "Zira" she hummed, tucking her phone into her clutch with a warm twinkle in her eyes, her chest filled with relief.
Aziraphale had maybe overblown the need to put them in New York. But it had gotten them an order to stay there two weeks, and they promised to get the angelic activity in check. They did plan on keeping the angel responsible /very/ busy. Meeting with Crowley felt like coming home. Ignoring any prying eyes, the demon walked straight over to her, pulled her into their arms and dipped her down for a kiss. They felt needy, wanting to stay just like that for a long moment before letting her back up. "Hello, old friend." They kissed her again. "My I've missed you, I can't believe... oh its been far too long." Stealing one last kiss from her, they finally took a short step back.
Crowley hummed against their lips, arms up instantly to hold their neck to steady herself in the dip. "Hello my lovely" she whispered as they pulled away, toying with the demon's collar and sorting it out. "Given me a head rush already" she admitted quietly, pecking their forehead as she pulled them to dinner. She was more than eager to hear everything they'd been up to recently.
Aziraphale followed close at her side, offering their arm just in case she really did stumble in her heels, the most besotted look on their face. Even those that hadn't seen the dramatic display in the lobby could clearly see just how in love the demon was. "/You/ have a head rush? Have you looked in the mirror? Honestly its a wonder I'm able to string enough words together to not sound foolish." They moved ahead to pull Crowley’s chair out for her before taking a seat for themself. "Now, I'm ever so eager to hear about something that isn't centered around blood and torture, so whats put you in New York?"
Crowley took their arm, if only to feel that electric touch again and flutter in her chest. "Christmas bliss, blessings and good cheer according to Heaven" She cooed, holding her head in her hand as she looked across the table at the demon. "I needed a change of scenery, anyway, London isn't the same without you"
"I do miss it. It really feels like home, you know. But hopefully things will quiet down with my lot and I can go back. I hope you'll come with me." The look they gave Crowley was far too pleading. "In any case, it looks like I'll be here for two weeks. I wonder what sorts of mischief I might get up too... You'll have to find something to distract me, lest I plunge the whole city into sin. Er... more of it anyway."
Crowley shot a fond look back, all but pouting. "I'll be there, we can find our middle ground" she cooed, waving over a waiter and ordering wine for them both. "I can surely slow you down, keep you busy" she promised them, leaning in and showing off the loose drape of her dress. "Two weeks will be well spent, I can promise you that. We might even leave the room"
"Such a dutiful angel, willing to go to such lengths for these people." They teased, eyes bright with mirth as they trailed down the steep neckline of her dress. "Oh, I'm not so sure about that. I think I'll be much too focused to go anywhere that isn't between your thighs."
Crowley blushed furiously, covering her mouth to laugh to herself. "I'd do anything for these people, I'd withstand anything at all" She teased, blowing them a kiss as their eyes wandered back up her neckline. "I for one can't wait to feel your new /addition/"
Aziraphale rumbled. "I might have to test exactly how much you'll withstand, how devoted you are." The kiss was jokingly caught in a fist, Aziraphale unable to stop smiling. "Where would you like to feel it first, my darling? "
"I truly can't decide, it's just so novel" She felt the blush deepen as she looked longingly over at them, wishing for the table between them to disappear. "I think I want to feel it in me first" she said almost silently, bright amber eyes locked on theirs.
Aziraphale smiled, showing off sharpened teeth. They thoughtfully scratched at their bearded chin, as if thinking such a thing over. "That is definitely doable. Though, that is still rather vague. Lots of options. We could simply order room service, you know. Explore those options a little."
Crowley simply nodded, finding it hard to think straight after the other's toothy grin. "Yes" she finally said, finishing her glass. "Certainly some kind of service"
The glass in front of Aziraphale was quickly drained, and then they were at Crowley’s side again. "Oh, definitely some kind of service will definitely happen. You did ask me to keep the tongue piercing after all... I didn't forget."
Crowley took their arm, wobbling to her feet as she lead them upstairs. "You know how much that means to me, sweet devil" she whispered as they got into the lift.
Aziraphale hurried them both along, not sure about the way, but very sure they wanted to be there soon. Alone, the lift doors closed, Aziraphale didn't have it in them to wait. They pulled Crowley into a deep kiss, teasing her lips with the steel piercing to prove it was there, pressing her up against the wall. "All mine, aren't you? Say it." He kissed her neck, knowing just where to bite to make his angel happy.
"All yours, beyond yours yes" Crowley gasped against their lips, rocking against them l, pressed to the wall of the elevator. She let out a soft whine, arms around their neck holding tight, hardly even hearing the chime of the elevator doors opening onto their floor.
The bright cheery sound of the elevator almost sounded as bad as their colleagues screeching laughter right then. They left a few more kisses before pulling back. "Good girl, come on then. Take me to your room before I take you right here."
"That would be fine, really" Crowley joked, taking their hand and hurrying to the room, the strap on her dress meandering across her shoulder as she unlocked the suite, a proud little smile on her face. "Please don't you stop that."
"Fine, is it? Maybe I will leave the room then." They followed, kissing and biting her exposed shoulder as she fumbled with the lock until it opened. Hidden away inside, they went back to kissing her, hands on her waist in a possessive sprawl. "Don't stop what? You'll have to be specific."
"Claiming me" Crowley finally managed, undoing their buttons as fast as she could manage, pressing close to them. "Love being yours" she proclaimed easily, kissing them soundly.
"Well, my dear." They kissed a line from her jaw to her ear. "How could I not claim such a perfect, sweet, /devoted/, angel all to myself? I'm a demon, what could I possibly do but take you. And now I have you, and I'm going to make sure you can't forget who you belong to." They reached for her zip, letting that beautiful dress fall to the floor.
Crowley stepped out of the dress, clinging to them again as her body blushed. "take me then, Zira" she whimpered with need. "Remind me how well you complete me, demon, how I'm made for you" she cooed, undoing their belt with haste.
Aziraphale’s hips jerked forward, the hard line of their cock rubbing against her thigh. The rest of their clothes were thrown off, tossed down with Crowley’s dress and then they took the smallest half step back to let her see the new piercing. A steel bar ran diagonally through the head, steel catching the light at both sides. "On the bed now, my good girl. I want to taste you."
She nodded, obediently hurrying to bed, with their hand firmly in her grasp. "It's a lovely decoration, I'm flattered it's all for me" she teased, laying back in all her glory, red curls cascading over the light sheets.
"It is indeed." They followed, crawling over her to kiss her again. "I saw another one that might be interested. The piercing is at the base, with the metal ball right where it will rub your clit every time I push deep into you..." They moved down, sucking Crowley’s nipple into their mouth, pinching and teasing the other one.
Crowley arched up to their lips, a moan falling from hers. "I wouldn't last, feeling you so deep in me, rubbing my poor clit" she teased in a breath, thighs falling open around them. "Azi" she pleaded for something unknown, shivering at the delicious scratch of their beard.
They made their way down, though their fingers still teased Crowley’s pretty pink nipple. Settling between her thighs, the demon teased at them, biting with sharp teeth to leave marks there. She did look so pretty with their teeth marks all over. "Maybe I don't want you to last. Maybe I want to fuck you right through your orgasm until you get another one, keep going until you can't even speak anymore." They punctuated their words with a long lick between her folds, lapping at her as if she was the sweetest thing.
Crowley dragged her fingers through their hair in desperation, meeting their eyes as much as she could, lips parted with a gasp. "Maybe I don't want to feel anything else, handsome" she quipped back, falling apart quickly with the devilish little piercing dragging through her folds with every swipe.
Aziraphale moaned against her at that, tongue swirling around her, the stud rubbing smoothly against her. They weren't willing to pull back long enough to reply, focusing instead on pushing their tongue inside her. Hands on her hips to pull her closer, to let their tongue slide deeper.
Crowley rocked her hips against their eager mouth, panting at the overwhelming sensation of their tongue. "Yes, that's it. All yours can you taste how I need you?" she pleaded, tracing the warmth of their hands, eyes fluttering closed.
~fin~