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Tweak says, "Shake ya tailfeather!"

Anthony J Crowley (serpentinedemon) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-07-12 00:41:00

Entry tags:

anthony j crowley, aziraphale

Who: Aziraphale and Crowley
What: Worry sex. I don't see the point in sugar-coating it.
When/Where: Tonight, wherever it is they are living today
Warnings: NC-17, with violent tendencies, possibly.

Crowley was feeling less and less content as his conversation with Aziraphale continued over the boards. Something was wrong, he just couldn't put a finger on what.

And then it came to him. He was becoming Tainted- his time with the Angel and his charge was starting to make him worry, make him care, and it was starting to affect his very soul. Unsure of what to make of it all, the demon tried to shove the thoughts from his mind as he poof'd himself back into their bedroom, leaning against the door to take in the sight of the Angel on the bed. It was a sign of unease, but a subtle one, and he hoped Aziraphale wouldn't call him on it.

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	eastgateangel 2008-07-11 11:52 pm UTC (link)
	Zira looked up, and made a Face at Crowley. He'd put Cassiel in her bed, thinking perhaps he and Crowley might have some alone time, which was rare, now, with Cassiel about. He smiled a little and crooked a finger at the demon, beckoning him to come to the bed. (Reply to this) (Thread)

serpentinedemon
2008-07-11 11:56 pm UTC (link)

Without hesitation, the demon moved towards the bed, willing his clothing away piece by piece as he went. Finally nude, he crawled onto the sheets, placing himself over the Angel. Hands moved to Aziraphale's arms as Crowley wasted no time leaning in to smash their lips together in a hard, possessive kiss. His body was tense, thrumming with want and anger and an underlying uncertainty, that drove his need to stop thinking, and start acting.

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	eastgateangel 2008-07-11 11:59 pm UTC (link)
	Zira was immediately alarmed. Though hard, possessive kisses were not uncommon, the rest of Crowley's body language expressed dominance, and while Zira wasn't unwilling to play submissive, he liked to have prior warning, so he might be prepared. He pushed back, just enough to let Crowley feel the resistance. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

serpentinedemon
2008-07-12 12:06 am UTC (link)

The shove was returned with force, not quite to the point of pain, but it was a near thing. Golden eyes stared down at the Angel, hard and unblinking, as hands worked to dismiss Zira's clothes, leaving them pressed skin-on-skin.

The back of his mind was attempting to question, to protest, but it was overpowered by the anger, the fear at starting to lose himself, completely, to the Angel.

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	eastgateangel 2008-07-12 12:08 am UTC (link)
	"Dear," Zira started, but the words he might have said were cut off by a moan he couldn't quite suppress. His eyes fluttered and his back arched into the contact of skin as his clothes melted away. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	serpentinedemon 2008-07-12 12:11 am UTC (link)
	Crowley hissed, a sound of frustration as the Angel tried to speak. Hips pressed imposingly against Zira's, pinning him down to the bed, as lips and teeth made sloppy work of marking the skin of the angel's neck. He was 'himself' enough to keep from puncturing the skin outright, but there would be a bruise, long after he pulled away. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

eastgateangel
2008-07-12 12:15 am UTC (link)

Zira understood, then, what was happening. His eyes closed, and he surrendered his will, allowing Crowley to use him. He wouldn't take a passive role, but the resistance he presented was to keep things from going too far south. Crowley needed to reaffirm himself, and Zira's body was his means, Zira wouldn't deny him that.

He grunted, hands clawing at Crowley's shoulders, nicking the sensitive wing bones just below the joint of skin and muscle.

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serpentinedemon
2008-07-12 12:22 am UTC (link)

The demon sucked in a breath at the feeling of the nails against his wings, the sensitive appendages shifting under the touch, almost without his consent.

Mouthing his way down the Angel's neck, he passed his shoulder, drifting over to the Mark he had made on the angel. His lips became ever-so-slightly more gentle as they passed over the scarring skin, a vague recognition of the mutual effect they had been having on one another.

His reason used that as an in, feeding him images of the Angel flying with him, taking his Mark, making love-

Demons weren't allowed Love. The thought only fuelled his anger, hands gripping Aziraphale's arms as a powerful flap of his wings moved Crowley to his feet, lumbering back towards the wall. It was an attempt to move the interaction away from 'love', and towards 'sex'. What it was supposed ot be.

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	eastgateangel 2008-07-12 12:27 am UTC (link)
	Zira grunted with the sudden shifting. He hadn't been expecting it, and the movement was so harsh and sudden he nearly lost his balance. He gasped, and groaned, his body pressed flush against Crowley. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	serpentinedemon 2008-07-12 12:31 am UTC (link)
	Turning, he pressed the Zira's chest to the wall, moving behind him to conver him with his weight, his wings. A knee moved between Zira's, spreading them so the demon could stand between them, rocking himself against Zira's tight entrance. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eastgateangel 2008-07-12 12:37 am UTC (link)
	Zira's hands hit the wall, though he couldn't get a grip. He was completely at Crowley's mercy, and though he knew he would be bruised afterward, he didn't call a stop to it. He rolled his hips, pressing his pelvis down to push against Crowley. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	serpentinedemon 2008-07-12 12:39 am UTC (link)
	He finally gave in to the urge to take the Angel, a sharp upward thrust of his hips pressing him into the wall as he slid in with another low hiss. As soon as he did it, he felt the guilt surge up in him, but he shoved it back, needing to ignore it, to do this, if only to prove he still could. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

eastgateangel
2008-07-12 12:43 am UTC (link)

Once Crowley had entered him, Zira gnashed his teeth, putting up more of a physical struggle. He might have been able to topple Crowley, if he'd intended to. He only intended to give as good as he got, keeping the balance of power, reminding Crowley that though he may have the dominant position, they were more or less equal, and Zira wouldn't simply take what Crowley dished out.

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serpentinedemon
2008-07-12 12:47 am UTC (link)

Crowley frowned as he felt the struggle, adding a flap of his wings to his next thrust to knock them both back against the wall, a near-violent gesture. He couldn't think about this right now. He just needed to let his body take what it needed, before his mind became any more... Tainted, by his love for the Angel.

The pace of his thrusts increased, mouth biting and scraping along the bone of Zira's wing, the closest he came to trying to reciprocate the pleasure his body was somehow finding in the violent act.

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eastgateangel
2008-07-12 12:51 am UTC (link)

Zira grunted, his body growing swelling with the sting of pleasure in the midst of pain. He shouldn't have felt pleasure,a nd he knew it. Crowley was assaulting him, using him. He ought to have been angry, and even hurt, but his love's actions, but he couldn't quite bring himself to feel those things.

"My dear," he murmured, breath catching in his throat. He pressed his cheek tot he wall, freeing a hand to reach down and stroke himself.

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	serpentinedemon 2008-07-12 12:55 am UTC (link)
	Another hiss, and Crowley thrust forward even harder, grunting a few times. He was close, so close, although he had no right to be, and even as his mind lamented the whole act, he came hard pressing them both to the wall. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eastgateangel 2008-07-12 12:58 am UTC (link)
	Crowley's weight trapped Zira's hand against his body, but it wasn't enough to stop him from reaching climax within seconds of Crowley. His hips spasmed as he released himself, and his head lolled back against the demon behind him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	serpentinedemon 2008-07-12 01:01 am UTC (link)
	Disgusted with himself, Crowley drew back, standing a few feet away from the Zira as he watched him regroup. Arms crossed over his chest, and he paced, eyes locked on a space behind the Angel on the wall, unable to look at him, but needing to watch. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eastgateangel 2008-07-13 06:07 pm UTC (link)
	Zira pulled himself together quietly, with only a ruffle of his feathers as he pulled them back and folded them in. He dressed modestly, before turning to walk past Crowley, going to check on Cassiel. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

serpentinedemon
2008-07-13 06:22 pm UTC (link)

Crowley felt like following after the Angel. Apologizing. At the same time, he felt destructive, violent, and in no shape to... pretend. He willed himself dressed, and headed to the the door, making it as far as putting his hand on the doorknob before he moved back to the bed, and just sat and pulled his wing around himself, going back to methodically plucking out the 'wrong' feathers.

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	eastgateangel 2008-07-13 07:23 pm UTC (link)
	Finding Cassie sleeping still, Zira opted to go back to the bedroom. He glanced at Crowley, and sat down next to him. "Let me, dear." His hand hovered, but didn't touch, without permission. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	serpentinedemon 2008-07-13 07:25 pm UTC (link)
	Glancing up, Crowley looked Aziraphale in the eye for a long beat, before simply letting his hand fall away and nodding once. "Fine," (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eastgateangel 2008-07-13 07:37 pm UTC (link)
	Zira settled slightly closer, and began pulling at the discolored feathers. He plucked the first, and held it up, examining it in the light. "It's certainly odd," he said out loud. He'd never seen, or heard of such a thing happening before. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	serpentinedemon 2008-07-13 07:40 pm UTC (link)
	"How reassuring, Angel." Crowley sounded resigned, shoulderblades rolling as he adjusted to the feel of someone else plucking his feathers. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eastgateangel 2008-07-13 07:43 pm UTC (link)
	"Yes, well. I'm not sure what to make of it, my dear." Zira frowned at the state of Crowley's wings. They looked far worse than Zira's, when he'd let them go for months without grooming. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)