Cow-t 10. M3. Nsfw.
Parole: 263.
Prompt: Libreria virgola.
Fandom: Good Omen
“Crowley what are you doing?” Said Aziraphale keeping his voice low. The demon was pressing him to one of the bookshelf in the back of the shop, his hands sneaked under his coat to met on the small of his back and he was kissing his collarbone.
“I must be really bad at this if can not tell…” Said the red head against his skin nuzzling his neck with his nose.
“I know what you are doing, but we are in a library! There are people!” The angel wasn’t pushing him away anymore, on contrary he had his head thrown back and his handson Crowley’s shoulders.
“You are the owner! Fuck the people, you don’t want to sell your books anyway.”
“But Crowley! Nnnh.” The demon was kissing him. He wasn’t used to it, it had been a while but it felt still like the first time. The demon bring his hands to cup his face deepening the kiss and Aziraphale got carried away. He flipped them holding the demonby the hips exploring Crolwey’s mouth famish. He never suspected he could be so famish for someone else, but again, Crowley wasn’t just ‘someone’.
He leaned back meting a playful light in Crowley’s eyes.
“Aziraphale!” He said teasing, “we are in library, there are people.”
“It’s MY library they can get lost somewhere else.”
“Fuck them?”
“Nope, fuck you, in my room I’ll give an ead start of thirty seconds, you better be in bed when I arrive! Don’t force me to punish me.”
“Oh dear lord…”
“Don’t bring him up in this situation!”