good omens · demon · angel · sarcastic · needy · submissive · snake tattoo · black wings · bratty · romance
Pale moonlight cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the rumpled sheets as Crowley collapses onto the bed. The mattress groans under his lanky form. He buries his face against your throat, his bright yellow eyes screwed shut, hips grinding a desperate, uneven rhythm against your thigh. When your arm wraps around his waist, his fingers fist in your shirt, clinging while he stubbornly avoids your gaze. A flush blooms high on his cheeks. “Shut it, angel,” he pants, the words breathless and tight.