Ineffable reunion

May I?

Aziraphale leaned down, kissing Crowley. He almost immediately shot his tongue into the demon's mouth, he couldn't get enough. Crowley ran his hands down the angel's sides, eventually reaching his waistband. Crowley broke apart for a moment, panting, "..m..ay I?" Aziraphale nodded and kissed him again, Crowley's tongue protesting but Aziraphale was determined. Crowley untied the pajama pants that he had gifted the angel. He managed to get them to Aziraphale's knees, then the angel had the wiggle them the rest of the way off.

Aziraphale's hands made their way to Crowley's waistband, finding the tie. He was also wearing the pants he was gifted by his boyfriend. Aziraphale slid them off, Crowley raising his hips off the bed to help. They broke the kiss, both panting and admiring the other's body. They sat together, wearing nothing but boxers. "How do you want to do this?" Crowley looked into Aziraphale's eyes, longing for him. "Mh. I have an idea, just follow my lead, yeah?" Crowley was happy to do anything the angel wanted of him.

Aziraphale flipped them over, scooting back so that he was propped up against the headboard. Crowley climbed onto his lap, his legs spread to the sides of Aziraphale's plush thighs. "Leave a mark, my love. Leave as many as you'd like." Crowley smiled,  leaning down and biting on the angel's chest. He drank the warm blood, it was odd but Aziraphale offered it to him and he loved it, so he would take it. This spot bled a lot more than the first, some blood smearing on Crowley's lips and cheeks before it stopped. He looked at the angel, who was even more red than the first time. Oh. Oh this is hot. "You're really into that, huh?"
"You seem to enjoy it as well."
"You taste amazing, Angel." He kissed Aziraphale, the angel licking the blood from Crowley's lips and cheek. Aziraphale's hands moved from Crowley's waist to his hips, slowly rocking them. He could feel Aziraphale under him, he nearly discorporated. Crowley covered his mouth with one hand, the other of Aziraphale's chest. He let out a muffled whine, thinking about the thin fabric separating them. Aziraphale moved Crowley's hand, "let me hear you." Of course Aziraphale would be into this. His thoughts silenced by the angel's hands under his waistband. "Is this okay, my love?"
"Do it. Please."
Aziraphale slid off Crowley's boxers, admiring the demon. Crowley sat up, pulling the boxers off of the angel as well. "Cant believe you've been hiding this from me." Crowley said, not realizing he said it out loud. "I could say the same to you." Aziraphale snapped, a small tube appearing in his hand. " 's that?-"
"Mhm" he handed it to Crowley, who applied it to the angel, barely being able to control his excitement.  Crowley sat the tube next to them, straddling Aziraphale once more.

Aziraphale placed one hand on Crowley's hip, and the other on himself. "Ready?"
"More than ever." The angel guided them together, Crowley slowly sliding down, small groans escaping him as he did. His hands were on the angel's shoulders, and the angel's hands were on his hips. Crowley closed his eyes, smiling. Aziraphale began to slowly guide him at just the right pace, slow enough not to hurt, but fast enough to feel amazing. Crowley laid his head on Aziraphale's shoulder, panting as Aziraphale sped them up, small whimpers escaping Crowley. Aziraphale threw his head back, muffled moans passing his lips as he continued to speed them up. Crowley sat up straight, arching his back, his hair falling behind him as he whimpered, biting his lip. Aziraphale watched as the thin demon moved on him, his slim thighs over his own, his lean body flowing as smoothly as his hair was. Aziraphale couldn't believe he was inside such a beautiful creature. "C.. Crow I'm-"
"Don't pull out."
Aziraphale was fine with that plan. His rhythm was thrown off with twitches and jolts in his hips as he threw his head back again, gripping the demons hips tight. Crowley had been repressing it, but at the feeling of the angel finishing inside him, his wings released. Aziraphale had stopped, catching his breath, hips still twitching some. Moans breaking out in between his breaths.