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After chasing out the last straggler, Ezra and Crowley headed off to the bedroom. Ezra sighed as he slipped off his heels and collapsed on the bed next to Crowley. “What a night!”
“I know,” Crowley groaned. “Thats the last I want to see of those fuckers until next New Year.”
Ezra laughed and flipped over onto his belly so he could hang above Crowley. “Am I right in thinking that Hastur was keeping a close eye on me the entire night, red as a cherry?”
Crowley snickered and reached up to pinch his cheek. “You’re gathering a fanclub already. He’s not the only horndog who was watching your ass jiggle all night–myself not included.”
Ezra flushed and gave him a wary look. “I don’t need to be worried about that, do I?”
“Nah,” Crowley said, letting his hand fall from Ezra’s cheeks to his chest, resting between his cleavage. “Though the jealousy game is a little sexy, if I’m being honest.”
“Oh yeah?” Ezra smirked. “Then you won’t mind if I tell you what else I noticed?”
“No promises,” Crowley threatened teasingly.
“Gabriel kept touching me, all night, any excuse he could find,” Ezra whispered hotly, as if sharing a dirty secret. “I thought about telling Beez, but it almost seemed like they were in on it. They’d look over at you each time, just to see if you’d come scream at them for it.”
Crowley hummed, voice low. He grabbed Ezra by his jaw and pulled him in close. Ezra gasped and grabbed his arm, but didn’t pull away, content to stay captive for the moment. “I’ll have to keep an eye on all three of them–and you . Don’t think I didn’t notice you dancing tonight, pressed up on Hastur like it was your personal duty to get him out of the closet by midnight. You’re a dirty minx, and an untamed one at that. I ought to keep you on a leash, if you’re gonna act up around company.”
Ezra smiled coyly. “Don’t threaten me with a good time, dear.”
Crowley chuckled and let Ezra go, instead flipping them around so Ezra was on his back and Crowley was above him. He tucked himself between Ezra’s legs, running his hands down baby soft shaved thighs as he pulled Ezra’s dress up. He stopped at his hips, surprised to feel delicate lace under his hands instead of boxers.
“You were planning this,” Crowley accused, grinning. “You were playing with me, all night, just so you could get me to undress you.”
“A girl always has a few tricks up her sleeve,” Ezra said evasively, eyes twinkling in the low light.
Crowley pushed the dress up over his thighs and ass so he could get a good view of Ezra’s panties. They were a baby pink with little blue satin roses stitched throughout. Swiping his hands under Ezra’s ass to tug him closer, Crowley was pleased to find they were also a thong.
“You’re my girl tonight, are you? My little angel.” Crowley asked, laying over Ezra. He reached under Ezra, unzipping his dress just enough that he could push the top of it down and see his bra. It was a perfect match for the thong, another blue rose sitting pretty in between Ezra’s breasts. He had no idea when Ezra had bought the set, they were rarely apart. Crowley could think of a handful of times Ezra had left the house without him, none of them completely alone. Imagining Ezra sneaking around behind his friends backs to buy it sent a thrill down his spine.
“I could be your girl, but I don’t know about an angel.” Ezra smiled dreamily up at him, lids heavy. “Am I still an angel if I’m tempting your friends?”
“A fallen angel, then,” Crowley corrected, pushing his hand under the underwire of his bra to squeeze his nipple. “In serious need of punishment. We’ve got to get you back in line, naughty girl. You don’t seem to remember who you belong to.”
Ezra gave a breathy laugh as Crowley grabbed both his hands and pinned them together above his head. “I didn’t mean to, love, I just wanted to have some fun. Is it my fault if your friends don’t know how to keep their hands to themselves?”
“I wouldn’t either, if this body was walking around without an owner,” Crowley growled. He ran a hand over Ezra’s panties, stroking Ezra through the lace until it grew wet with pre-come. As soon as Ezra started squirming and his moans got loud, he pulled away. “I’ll just have to leave you with a few reminders. A few hidden ones for you, and plenty of public ones for them. Think you can handle that, angel?”
“Yes sir,” Ezra whispered obediently. Another shiver shuddered through Crowley and Ezra noticed it. “You like that, love?”
“Very much so,” Crowley said and sat up, resting a hand on Ezra’s stomach. “Stay still for me, just like that. And close your eyes.”
Ezra obeyed, shivering a little himself in the cold without Crowley to warm him. He heard Crowley climb off the bed and walk over to the nightstand, pulling a few things out. He felt a condom slide into one of his hands and a bottle of presumably lube in the other.
“I don’t think I’m up for topping tonight,” Ezra said with an amused smile.
“I know, that’s not what this is,” Crowley assured. “You’ll see. Be patient, bratty girl.”
Ezra chuckled, his cheeks hot and his stomach in knots with anticipation. He felt something else touch his hand and jerked slightly. Crowley rested a hand on his arm reassuringly and continued wrapping it around his wrists. After a moment, Ezra realized it was rope, wrapping around his wrists and tying them together tight.
“Is this okay?” Crowley asked, stepping out of their roleplay for a moment.
“Yes sir,” Ezra assured, drawing him back in. “V-very much okay.”
Crowley’s voice sounded smooth as honey as he murmured, “Good girl. Stay still and quiet for me, I need to do one more thing before you can open your eyes, okay?”
“Mhmm,” Ezra hummed, starting to nod his head before he remembered the command and stopped. He heard Crowley walk past him and the bed, then nothing for a moment. He resisted the urge to squirm in the silence, but when a hand slipped down his thighs and began stroking him again, the struggle became nearly impossible to fight against. He bit his lip, humming softly as his legs quivered. Crowley pushed his thong to the side, letting his dick pop out the side for full access. Just when the sensations became overwhelming, Crowley drifted away again. He whined and tried to reach for him, only to be stopped by the makeshift cuffs on his wrists.
“You’re so good for me, baby girl, you did amazing. You can open your eyes now, I need to show you something.”
Ezra opened his eyes, surprised to see Crowley’s phone hovering over his face. On it was a photo of himself, hard, bound, and flushed, presented for the world to see. Crowley waited until the reality of it hit Ezra to swipe through the rest of the photos, cataloging every moment of himself toying with the younger man.
“I-is that really what I look like?” Ezra whispered.
Crowley hummed, climbing back over Ezra to pull his panties completely off. “Heavenly, right? Luscious, enticing, delicious. I can hardly believe you weren’t taken already. Now I have to find ways to keep you to myself.”
“That’s why you took them,” Ezra said, realization dawning on him. “So you can send them if I’m misbehaving?”
Crowley hummed into his throat, sucking hickies into the pale skin while he grabbed the lube from Ezra’s hand. “‘Sunshine’. That’s what he calls you. If only he could see you now, shining like a star just for me. Maybe I
should
show him, let him have a taste of what he’s missing. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, dirty girl?”
Ezra moaned, arching into Crowley. “N-no, sir, no please! I-I won’t do it again, I promise.”
“You say that, but you’re not sorry at all, are you?” Crowley growled, pulling away to lubricate his fingers. “You love to play with me, tease me. You make it look so fun , angel, I hope you don’t mind if I take a turn.”
“W-what are you gonna do,” Ezra asked, “Y-you’re already driving me crazy, what more could you–”
Ezra moaned loud as Crowley lifted his leg roughly and tugged him down the bed. Crowley pressed two fingers against Ezra’s hole with a hungry grin.
“Say please,” Crowley demanded.
“Please sir, please please!” Ezra begged on command, gasping as they entered slow and wide. It was more than usual, but nothing they’d never done before. Crowley preferred to try new things in a calmer, more open environment, but he was playing it extra risky tonight. Ezra found it electrifying, the burn turning him on further.
In his years on the road with Muriel, he’d had many partners with many different preferences. It had taught him so much about himself, but it had also left him rather kinky and picky. Coming back to the world of sex after a year alone, he’d been worried about scaring Crowley off with his experience and track record–it wouldn’t be the first time it had happened. Early on in his time alone, he’d attempted to sleep his way through the pain with strangers and, predictably, it had ended poorly and quickly. With Crowley, he decided to be honest about everything from the start, hoping to avoid the heartache if he couldn’t handle it. However, it had only spurred him on. Most conversations about his prior partners ended with hands on demonstrations that left Ezra quaking and drained. It was new and thrilling and exactly what Ezra always wanted. He never knew what to expect with Crowley and the uncertainty kept him on his toes in the bedroom constantly. He didn’t think he’d ever be finished exploring Crowley and the thought alone sent thrills through him.
Ezra was struggling to think around the sensation Crowley was wringing out of him. It felt like he was everywhere and too much and not enough all at once. The rope around his wrists, the mouth at his neck and nipples, the fingers in his ass, digging into his prostate until he was struggling to keep his voice down.
“You’re shaking, baby girl,” Crowley teased. “You want me so bad, don’t you? I’d love to give it to you, but you have to make me a promise first. Can you do that, sweetheart?”
Ezra nodded quickly, feeling hazy with pleasure. “Anything, sir, anything. I-I can’t play anymore.”
Crowley pulled himself off of Ezra and slicked his dick, pressing it against Ezra’s entrance.
“When you see Hastur and Gabriel next, I want you to think about this. I want you to remember me teasing you all night, bringing you to the edge over and over, just to stop before you can finish. This is what you do to everyone, you just play with them. You don’t even know that you’re doing it, that’s how effortless it is for you. All because you’re a nasty, dirty little demon hiding inside a beautiful angel. You have to play nice from now on, okay precious?”
“Yes sir!” Ezra moaned.
“Good girl,” Crowley purred, then pushed in quick and rough. Ezra brought his arms down to his mouth, trying to cover his mouth or stick his wrist inside it to muffle the loud moans he couldn’t stop himself from making. He whined as the restraints stopped him from doing much more than gnaw at the rope. Afraid of what would happen if his sharp teeth ripped through it, he put his hands back above him and focused on feeling Crowley instead.
“D-did I make you so p-possessive or were you always l-like this?” Ezra dared to ask, doing anything he could to distract against Crowley's relentless pace.
“I-I’ve–fuck–I’ve never cared as m-much about anyone else,” Crowley groaned, his own eyes glazed over as he took in Ezra, well fucked in his rumpled dress and smudged lipstick. “I-I can’t stand it, watching people f-fuck you in their heads. I own a-all of you, even the thought of you.”
Ezra sobbed, shaking. “I-I can’t hold on, Crowley, I-I’m going to–”
“Yes you can,” Crowley cooed, slowing down. “Hold on baby, stay with me. Wh-what can I do to keep you together?”
Through the haze, a thought passed through Ezra’s mind and fell out of his mouth before he could think about it. “Choke me, sir. P-please.”
Crowley nodded, resting his hand on Ezra’s throat. “Close your eyes when it's tight enough.”
Ezra hummed, the last noise he’d be able to make until Crowley allowed it. Crowley began squeezing slowly, thrusting just as maddeningly slow. Ezra focused on his breathing, keeping it steady and shallow. As it got harder to breathe, thinking went out next. He held Crowley’s gaze as the pressure increased, and was surprised to see a sick sort of curiosity. It felt like a challenge and he refused to close his eyes, even when the need to shift out of his body for safety crawled to the front of his mind.
“Be a good girl and close your eyes,” Crowley ordered. “You can’t keep going.”
Ezra bit his lip and closed his eyes, not even hearing what Crowley said next over the roaring in his ears. His body rocked and arched into every thrust, the feeling twice as strong in complete isolation. He felt Crowley's grip lessen some as he got closer to cumming himself. He tried to cry out when he felt his climax overtake him, and suddenly Crowley’s hand disappeared. The release of it all at once shook his climax out of him by force, making him hide his face in the sheets to cover his wail.
Crowley separated himself from Ezra slowly, their skin sticky with sweat, cologne, and cum. Crowley grabbed his phone from beside them and leaned back on his heels to take one last picture of Ezra. He grinned and tossed the phone to the other side of the bed.
“You’re not gonna show me,” Ezra asked, his voice hoarse.
“Maybe later,” Crowley said with a smile. “For now, let's get you cleaned up. You’re still shaking, we’ve got to work you back down from subspace.”
Ezra hummed and nodded, still mostly reeling from the pleasure. Crowley laughed softly and left the room. Ezra turned his head to watch him walk away, trying to remember what room that doorway led to. The balcony is somewhere in this room , he thought blearily. I like the balcony and I like Crowley naked. Maybe Crowley’s going to stand on the balcony naked. Mmm, how lovely. I ought to take a picture.
Ezra spun in his thoughts for a moment, the world a fuzzy daydream around him. He stirred some as he felt a hand undo the rope around his wrists and help him up and out of bed. He realized belatedly that the room was actually foggy, that it wasn’t just his mind. The air smelled of flowers and vanilla and he smiled up at Crowley as he led him out of the room.
“That’s nice, dear,” Ezra praised. “Were you making tea?”
Crowley laughed. “No, angel, I was running us a bath. Do you think you could hold onto my shoulders while we get you undressed?”
Ezra complied, watching as if from some far off corner of the room as Crowley unzipped his dress the rest of the way and slid it over his head. He unclasped his bra and slid it carefully down his arms, tossing both back into the bedroom to be cleaned tomorrow.
“Alright, I’m gonna step in first and help you in, okay? …Alright now step over the–yes, good girl. Okay, I’m gonna lay down and you sit in my lap, okay? Don’t fall.”
Ezra laid back in Crowley’s arms and sighed, the warmth and pleasant aroma drawing him back to the surface of consciousness some.
“That was,” Ezra hummed. “That was incredible, dear. If that’s how we’re starting the year, I’m not sure how we’re supposed to top it.”
“We’ll come up with something, I’m sure,” Crowley laughed and grabbed a pitcher by the tub, filling it with water and running water over the smaller man. He started with his chest, rinsing the cum off of him before it could become crusty. He then moved a hand to Ezra’s forehead, using it as a barrier to protect his face when he ran more water over his hair. He grabbed the shampoo next to him and began to lather it into Ezra’s hair, massaging his scalp as he went. Ezra hummed, leaning into the gentle pressure.
“You’re very good at this,” Ezra murmured. “I can’t believe you think you’re not confident, when you take control like this so well.”
Crowley’s hands stilled for a moment, then pulled away to rinse his hair. He ran his nails against Ezra’s scalp while he worked out the shampoo, sending a shiver down his spine. Crowley kissed his neck once as an apology, then moved onto the conditioner.
“With you, taking control is eazy. Everything is easier with you. I was so stressed about how tonight would go, but I realized that when we were on the road, I never once felt out of control or scared to be myself around you. I was just…me. I was brash and angry when I felt like it, but I was also…soft, gentle when you needed it. And since we’ve been back, the only thing I’ve wanted was to go back, not to that place, but to that space in my mind. So when I saw the record in my hands after Adam left, I just closed my eyes and went there. Just you and me.”
“Against the world,” Ezra added with a grin.
“Forever and always,” Crowley assured and tilted his head back for a kiss.
“Forever and always.” Ezra whispered against his lips.