Temptation

Midnight Snack

The fridge was full, and that made it almost impossible to choose. Aziraphale fancied something sweet, but not too sugary – fruit it was.
Or at least he thought so, but his mind quickly changed when he spotted the ice cream in the freezer. He went to get a spoon and dug in with great passion. It had been a hard day and he needed something to take the edge off (usually, he would have gone for wine, but not today). Crowley, or Nanny Ashtoreth as he liked to be called right now, put Warlock to bed hours ago, and vanished into thin air. Aziraphale didn't know what Crowley was doing, but he was curious. Lost in the thought of what Nanny Ashtoreth might be doing in her bed, all alone and late at night, he licked the spoon absent-mindedly.

"A sight for the gods", a dark voice said behind him.
Quite startled, Aziraphale turned around.
"For how long have you been sitting here?", he managed to ask.
On the wooden kitchen table sat Nanny Ashtoreth, her eyes glowing in the dimmed light. Aziraphale hoped that she didn't see him lick the spoon in a rather delicate way, thinking of her. His face gave him away, he was blushing in a soft red.
"Not long.", Nanny Ashtoreth said. "But long enough..."
Crowley got up from the table and slowly made his way to the fridge, the heels clicking melodically on the floor.
Aziraphale watched him as he leaned against the fridge, trapping him between the Nanny's body and the opened door of the fridge, the dress riding up a tiny bit. And he could not take his eyes off the dress, Nanny Ashtoreth clearly changed before she came into the kitchen. It was pitch black, showing all of the curves of the new body, but not a single bit of skin. "I see", his staring got interrupted, "you are Aziraphale for the night. Changed back already, have you?"
"I prefer to look in the mirror and actually see myself, you know."
"Do you want me to change back as well?", Crowley as Nanny asked.
Aziraphale was surprised by the question, he thought about it for a moment. There was something about Crowley as Nanny Ashtoreth that was just really tempting, as if she was radiating all of Crowleys lust at once. He decided that he enjoyed the state she put him in.
"No, please, stay as you are", he said.
Raising an eyebrow, Nanny Ashtoreth stayed silent. Instead of saying something, she put a thin finger into the box of ice cream Aziraphale was still holding, scooping out a big chunk, then licking her finger clean. Aziraphale was completely flustered and mildly aroused by the sight of a tongue a bit too long to be human circling the top of her finger covered in in the dessert.
To avoid Nanny Ashtoreth noticing his arousal, he turned and faced the fridge, looking for something else to eat. He chose a bunch of raspberries, but as he reached to grab them, Nanny Ashtoreth took the lot.
He opened his mouth to protest, then closed it without saying anything. She threw one in the air and caught it in her mouth without any effort.
"Stop biting your lip!" Her voice was sharp, and Aziraphale was surprised, he hadn't noticed that he was biting his lip. Instantly, he stopped and looked at Nanny Ashtoreth.
"I just wanted to eat them.""And?" A small smirk escaped her lips. Aziraphale reached to get a few berries from her and earned a slap on his fingers. Nanny Ashtoreth moved even closer to him. He was completely trapped, the opened fridge felt cold on his back, making him shiver.
"Do you want one?", she asked. Aziraphale was only able to nod, the smell of Crowley took away all his abilities to behave like a normal celestial being.
"Ask for it, then."
That was an order, and the sound of Nanny Ashtoreths voice was enough to make him hard.
"Please, may I have a raspberry. Please."
His voice was not more than a whisper, but Ashtoreth heard him. "Thats better!", she said.
Then, she picked a very bright one and put it on her fingertip. She held it in front of his mouth, bending her neck in anticipation what Aziraphale would do. Aziraphale figured that he had to eat it from her finger, so he did. He covered her finger with his warm mouth. Against his expectations, she did not remove her finger from his mouth. So, he had no choice and sucked on it to taste the berry. Carefully, to not bite Nanny Ashtoreth, he crushed it with his tongue, a wave of sweetness covering his taste-buds. Out of routine, he licked the finger that was slowly moving in his mouth, only to realise what he was doing a few moments later and pulling back quite embarrassed.
A smug grin was showing on Nanny Ashtoreths face, her eyes looking deep into Aziraphales, who felt as if his soul was exposed. All the while, he was trying his best to hide the erection that now was very much visible through the light fabric of his trousers.
Nanny Ashtoreth took a another step forward, which caused her heel to drill into his foot, causing a rush of pain to go up his spine. He repressed a scream, and produced a groan instead.
"Do you want more?" Aziraphale wasn't sure if Crowley was speaking about the berries or the things his finger indicated. Either way, he was intrigued.
"Yes."
"Sorry?"
"Yes, please, Nanny Ashtoreth. Please, I want more."

"Lock the door", she commanded him in a voice that showed no mercy. "And lock it!"
He rushed to the door, turning the key in a fast motion.
When he turned back, Nanny Ashtoreth was leaning against the kitchen table again. He came up to her, and stood as close as possible to her without touching her delicate body. A slim hand reached out, pulled his chin up with a hard motion. The grip was steady, Aziraphale could not move his head.
Then, Nanny Ashtoreth leaned down. His mouth was opened by her sharp tongue, gliding into him. He savoured Crowley, exploring his mouth. He tasted warm, and rich and he tasted of desire, like nothing he had tasted before. Nanny Ashtoreth put a hand in his hair, pulling him back, causing Aziraphale to moan in her mouth. His fingers drew little circles over her back, as she kissed him passionately.
When Nanny Ashtoreth pulled back, Aziraphales breath was hitched and his face glowing red.
"Sit down!", she ordered. Aziraphale did as he was told. Nanny Ashtoreth cupped his groin, slowly stroking his bulge.
"I didn't know you where so senstive", she nagged him.
Aziraphales response was a loud moan.
"What was that? I didn't quite get that... "
"I- I am!", he panted.
Without further ado, Nanny Ashtoreth pulled down his trousers and pants. She sucked her breath in when she finally saw Aziraphales hard dick, which was aching for her touch.
Slowly, she ran a finger up and down his length, his hips bucked against her touch. Her thumb was running over his top, covering it in pre-cum, teasing him. Never had Aziraphale felt so close to an orgasm so fast as now. He arched his back, his eyes rolling back as he moaned, lusting for Nanny Ashtoreth.
She however, when she saw how close he was already, stopped all her motions immediately and removed her hand from his dick.
"No, don't cum", she said.
"I want you to beg for it. Then, and only then, I will make you cum as hard as you never came before."
"Yes, Nanny Ashtoreth."
Aziraphale was barely breathing and felt the touch missing. Sharp nails dug into his thighs as Nanny Ashtoreth got up.
"Unzip me."
Again, Aziraphale followed order, getting behind her to help her out of her dress. He uncovered lacy, dark black underwear, almost nothing covering a body that was a bit too thin and a bit too pale to be considered beautiful.
He didn't have time to admire her, as the next order was said instantly: "Undress me, completely."
As he pulled off her panties, he could not resist smelling them, soaked completely, covering his face in her juices.
Nanny Ashtoreth, catching him in the act, said: "Look how you made a mess out of yourself! We will have to clean that up."
Her fingers ran around Aziraphales mouth, removing her wetness and leaving a prickling sensation.
"Lick them clean!"
His tongue ran over her fingers, over and over, tasting her sweetness. He reached down to touch himself, but Nanny Ashtoreth was faster. She jerked him off, slowly, but with a tight grip, her warm hands running up and down his cock. He rolled his hips to match her pace, leaning into her. "Please", he moaned.
"Tell me, what do you want?" Aziraphale could hear her smirk, he did not have to open his eyes to see it.
"I want- I want you to fuck- me.", he said, biting back moans in between each part.
"Do you want to cum?"
"Yes please!"
"No!"
Everything stopped, leaving Aziraphale a panting and moaning mess.
"What?", he asked.
"I want you to beg me."
"Please, Nanny Ashtoreth, make me cum. I beg you, please."
That was all he needed to say, and Nanny Ashtoreth was rubbing her wet pussy against his cock, making him ache to be inside her. Her hand guided him into her, and he cried out when he was covered by her. She began rolling her hips back and forth, grinding against his body. Aziraphale rolled his hips to pick up her pace, thrusting into her with every movement. A small moan escaped Nanny Ashtoreths mouth, she put her head back. Aziraphale was getting faster, trying to get as deep inside of her as he could, coming closer to his orgasm with every thrust. His body shuddered, he dug his nails into Nanny Ashtoreths back. A sharp slap made his face burn, she hit him. "Don't cum", she hissed.
Her hand was laying on his chest, her hair undone.
"Touch me!"
Aziraphale let his finger run around her clit without touching it at first, until another slap made him actually touch it and almost cum. He rubbed her, giving her something to lean against. Nanny Ashtoreths moans got louder, and Aziraphale began rocking his hips to get her closer to the edge. He could feel her moving around his dick, tightening her muscles. He thrust faster, completely covered in her wetness. His dick was pounding, almost painfully, aching to cum.
When he intensified the force of his finger gliding over Crowleys clit, he couln't hold it anymore. He came inside her, screaming her name. The sensation of his cum inside her made her clench his cock, now even more sensitive, tighter. She was shaking as she came, arching her back, babbelling lustful nonsense.

Exhausted, she got off of Aziraphale, who found the sight of his cum running down her thigh quite arousing. "
Still hungry?", she teased him.
"Starving!"