Happy Holidays, DwarvenBeardSpores!
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Title: Three Out of Seven
Recipient: DwarvenBeardSpores
Characters/Pairings: Aziraphale/Crowley
Rating: E (NSFW)
Word Count: 1,440
Notes: Hi, recipient mine! Your love of Crowley's tendency to sleep after a meal was tempting, so that's the prompt I chose. Gluttony and Sloth aren't the onlysins indulgences you'll find in here, though. Christmas Eve is for all sorts of mischief.
Summary: “There’ll be none your complaining about crumbs,” Aziraphale warned, materializing a fork. He cut a diminutive sliver of custard, nudging it enticingly against Crowley’s lips.
Crowley took the bite without protest. He licked the tines with a hazy expression that suggested this had no more been about food for him than it had been about cinema for Aziraphale.
“S’good,” he said, opening his mouth for more, so Aziraphale obliged him. “I could make this.”
Aziraphale snorted and indulged in a heaping forkful. “You? Baking? That would be the day.”
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Recipient: DwarvenBeardSpores
Characters/Pairings: Aziraphale/Crowley
Rating: E (NSFW)
Word Count: 1,440
Notes: Hi, recipient mine! Your love of Crowley's tendency to sleep after a meal was tempting, so that's the prompt I chose. Gluttony and Sloth aren't the only
Summary: “There’ll be none your complaining about crumbs,” Aziraphale warned, materializing a fork. He cut a diminutive sliver of custard, nudging it enticingly against Crowley’s lips.
Crowley took the bite without protest. He licked the tines with a hazy expression that suggested this had no more been about food for him than it had been about cinema for Aziraphale.
“S’good,” he said, opening his mouth for more, so Aziraphale obliged him. “I could make this.”
Aziraphale snorted and indulged in a heaping forkful. “You? Baking? That would be the day.”
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