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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 11, 2008 19:26:00 GMT -5
"Herbert?" *he asked quietly, putting a hand on his shoulder.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 11, 2008 19:27:14 GMT -5
"I imagine the effect is a bit punctured when one is covered in scars and one's hair is incapable of flowing," he muttered.
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 11, 2008 19:29:46 GMT -5
"Oh, stop it," *Aziraphale said impatiently and kissed him soundly.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 11, 2008 19:32:20 GMT -5
Herbert laughed as they fell back against the bed together.
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 11, 2008 19:40:35 GMT -5
*Aziraphale unbuttoned his shirt as quickly as he was able to, in order to put his attention (and hands) to better use.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 11, 2008 19:46:19 GMT -5
Herbert sat up and unfastened the first button of his trousers, then stopped, looked calmly at Aziraphale, and said:
"You do it."
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 11, 2008 20:15:25 GMT -5
"He gave the vampire a look, then his perfectly manicured hands made fast work of the buttons. With a smug look, he did something else with his hand to make Herbert squirm.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 11, 2008 20:21:41 GMT -5
"Ach, mein Gott-"
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 11, 2008 20:31:41 GMT -5
*Aziraphale chuckled quietly and moved back up to kiss him again.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 11, 2008 20:35:34 GMT -5
"Was that absolutely neces-"
He shuddered happily, all of the sensations he'd had to deny himself since the barricades flooding over him and sending out ripples of pleasure all the way to his fingertips.
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 11, 2008 20:44:04 GMT -5
"Yes it was," *he said with a smirk.* "You're not going to last five minutes at this rate,"
*Aziraphale grinned, unfurling his wings and trailing feathers down Herbert's scarred chest. And lower. Followed by his hands again.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 11, 2008 20:54:27 GMT -5
"Engelchen-"
Herbert grabbed Aziraphale and promptly rolled so that he was on top of the angel, and he buried his hands in the soft feathers of the wings.
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 11, 2008 21:09:05 GMT -5
*Aziraphale let out a noise of protest that almost immediately turned to a very different sound.*
"Herbert...
That's not very fair, you know," *he managed to gasp out.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Aug 11, 2008 21:18:21 GMT -5
"Quid pro quo, Engelchen," said Herbert, rippling the feathers.
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 11, 2008 21:42:54 GMT -5
*He shivered pleasantly, not at all annoyed despite his protest. Still, he thought, through a pleasure induced haze, fair's fair.
So, as he ran a hand down Herbert's back, he didn't stop until he'd reached his behind and given it a squeeze.*
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