i really really really love the idea of a guy who basically can’t separate his positive emotions from his dick
so like if you’re nice to him? he’s hard
if you’re soft with him? he’s hard
you buy him a present? he’s hard.
you remember an anniversary? you remember his favorite song, movie, or show? he’s hard.
or if you’re doing simple tasks that he thinks are cute like you’re watching your feet while you walk, or biting your lip while you read, or fixing your glasses, tucking your hair behind your ear, or leaning away, scared out of your mind to avoid a flying bug.
he’s so fucking hard.
and even better he doesn’t want you to know. so he’s constantly excusing himself to take care of the issue.
or he can’t get away for some reason and you’re being too adorable so he ends up cumming, untouched in his pants. he can’t hold in his moans and that’s how you find out.
or one day he’s had enough and just takes himself out and starts jerking off with you right there. not explaining anything because he’s too desperate to stop so you just watch him frantically pump his cock until he cums.
God those rings dream wears? Fucking god man. I need him to absolutely destroy me with his fingers man. Like imagine hes eating you out, his stubble softly scratching at your thighs as you sit on his face. He grips at your thighs, his nails digging in slightly to keep you still, his cold rings touching your warm skin. Every-time he felt you needed more stimulation, he would slip two fingers inside of you, finger fucking you, his cold rings sending a chilling wave of absolute pleasure across your body like a tsunami of pleasure and excitement.
this. this. THIS IS WRITTEN SO FUCKING WELL ANON I AM SCREAMING
i want to reread nona the ninth but if i do something will happen in my mind that cannot unhappen. the load bearing thought that holds up the others and holds back the rest will be gone.
i know we talk about aziraphale's repression but....... crowley is REALLY the master. he does NOT let shit show and he does NOT talk about his feelings. (so real of him) like i don't think he fumbled the bag when aziraphale was flirting with him in 1941, i think he was just so genuinely paralyzed at the prospect of vulnerability that he just Didn't Respond in a definite enough way to confirm his feelings towards aziraphale. crowley wants a relationship SO so badly but he is fundamentally incapable of expressing that in a, well, EXPRESSIVE way, and we see that repression come through with the kiss because homegirl was desperate AS FUCK
on the flip side, aziraphale DOES let his affection show, but he's too afraid of heaven and too set in the status quo to actually initiate or respond to initiation of a relationship. on one of the few times that crowley indicates he's ready to move forward with their relationship - with the holy water scene, "i'll give you a lift, anywhere you want to go" - aziraphale rejects him with "you go too fast for me, crowley". so even though aziraphale SHOWS affection openly, he feels that a relationship is too bold a move, and while crowley DOESN'T show affection openly, he wants a defined romantic relationship more than anything else. which is ABSOLUTELY INSANE AND IM LOSING MY SHIT AND I LOVE THESE CHARACTERS SO MUCH. REPRESSED QUEENS
Haha, see? You're so perceptive, I like that among so many other things about you. Ah, I'm sorry, I don't mean to drip on your floor... If I may, a towel would be lovely.
*Peels off his jacket, loosening his tie just slightly as to not constrict any further movement*