Ineffable Husbands Oneshots

Heat 🍋

Swearing profusely, Crowley tried to keep his uncomfortable groans silent. He was currently at the bookshop laying on the small couch. An obvious erection made him shift uncomfortably. He stood and quickly moved to leave, catching the reading angel's attention.

"Are you alright, my dear?" Azi put his book down.

"Of course, angel. I just forgot to do something important at home." Crowley replied over his shoulder. "Um, bye!" The door shut.

"Yeah, I don't think I trust that." Azi decided to follow.

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"Oh fuck. Why now of all times?!" Crowley's current predicament is that he's in heat. For a month, every century, a demon will go into heat that is never fulfilled. The few times he had this, he was able to avoid the angel, but now he's going to be suspicious.

Crowley groaned. He already felt the waves of need increasing by the minute. Relieving the pain of his problem, he quickly took to masturbation. He knew it wasn't going to be enough, so he decided to miracle up a little help.

He was on his knees, chest and face on the floor, a hand stroking his member and the other was busy stuffing itself into his ass. He squirmed and let out small gasps and moans. Angling his fingers a bit more, he let out a loud moan. Aiming at that spot, he hit his prostate again. His wings came into existence, quivering.

As he was about to finish, he stopped all movement. He stared in horror at the angel now in the room, an erection visible on him. Crowley's face grew red. Spluttering, he got up and shielded his naked body with his wings.

"W-what are you doing here?!" Crowley shrieked. His heat now ten times worse from him accidentally edging himself.

"I-I am so sorry. I was worried when you ran off like that." Azi tried to keep his eyes up, but Crowley's member was just visible through the feather gaps. "D-do you need help with that?"

Crowley's lust was stating to overshadow his thoughts. He just nodded and pulled his wings back. Flinging himself toward the angel, he slammed him into the wall.

Azi groaned in pain and pleasure. He tugged harshly at Crowley's hair as they kissed. Hearing a growl and feeling Crowley hump him, Azi pulled harder.

Neither had any patience for removing Azi's clothes, so they were miracled away. Both gasped as their members rubbed against each other. Crowley pulled Azi toward his throne and forcefully made Azi sit.

With no warning, Crowley impaled himself on the angel. He let out a hiss of pleasure. He watched, pupils blown wide, as Azi's eyes rolled back and his mouth was gasping for air.

Azi's hand clenched the arm rests, while his body convulsed in his release. Crowley wasn't even close yet. He continued to ride him, trying to build himself up after faster.

After Azi came two more times, he whined in protest as he was being way too overstimulated. He weakly pushed at Crowley's chest. "Crowley." He whimpered. He was in pain.

Crowley immediately stopped. He climbed off of him and looked at his angel. The fear of actually hurting his angel overpowered the heat. He gently hugged Azi. "I'm so sorry. You should've said something sooner."

"But-" Azi looked at Crowley softly.

"No buts. If you are ever uncomfortable or in pain, tell me." Crowley's sense of reason was able to keep his heat at bay for the time being. "Here, you can rest in my bedroom and I'll take care of this."

"O-okay." Azi meekly went to sleep in the demon's bed.

Crowley, not wanting to disturb him, put up some soundproof barriers and continued pleasuring himself until, finally he got his relief for the time being.