Pairing: Sub Azirphale x fem dom reader x Dom Crowley !
TW: p in v, use of “good boy”, car sex, slightly religious themes, panty play, swearing and not proofread.
Inspired by and slightly based upon “Mary on A Cross” by Ghost!
if you don’t like it, don’t read it!
“Oh my!” Fell from Azirphales soft lips as he stood frozen in the semi crowded room. Crowley stood next to him with a shit eating grin on his face while leaning against the angels shoulder. “Are you sure she’s here!! This place is just…”
“A pool of sin?” Crowley hissed pulling the angels arm across the room until they were front and center sitting to get the best view possible. The two of them sat waiting , Azirphale sat nervously because how could you be in a place like this ? This is not where an innocent little girl like you should be at. Crowley on the other hand knew exactly what you were doing. He had caught you the other night but you never knew. You were two different people in one. A sweet innocent one in the day and at night ? You had a little demon on your shoulder controlling you and your luxury lifestyle.
The two of them always spoiled you with love , care, gifts and pleasure. Each of them had their own way with you one on one at times. Other times the three of you became one and sometimes you sat back watched them devour each other. It was perfect harmony.
Crowley wiped his hand on his pants before he grabbed Azirphales knee and squeezed making the Angel jump.
“Oh come on Angel, it’s not like you haven’t seen a peep show before, remember back in 1941? The magic show…”
“That was different! Our girl wasn’t apart of it!”
“She wasn’t even born yet!” Crowley pinched his nose before he kissed the angel on his cheek.
Before either of them could get a word in, the room went dark , the crowd hushed and the music started. You stepped out on the stage with a long black cloak that covered your heels that clicked along the stage. Your lips were a sparkly shade of red that glistened when the light hit them just right. Both Crowley and Azriphale leaned forward as you came closer dropping the black fabric along the way to reveal the white lingerie with the rhinestone studded crosses where your tits are.
Azriphale felt the wind get knocked out of him. He couldn’t believe his eyes! You! You were the one on stage swinging your hips in such a seductive way.
“You go down just like holy Mary…” you dropped down onto your knees and crawled towards the two of them. It wasn’t hard to spot your angel and demon , they stuck out pretty easily. It gave you goosebumps to see them but made your thighs clench together the closer you got to them. Crowley stuck out his tongue at you and hissed making you blow him a kiss. He tilted his head as you blew a kiss to Azriphale who was still in shock but the growing excitement in his pants wasn’t hard to miss either.
You sat on your knees on the edge looking at them directly as you mouthed along with the song pointing at them curling your finger ever so slowly. “If you choose to run away with me I will tickle you internally and I see nothing wrong with that.”
Crowley lowered his sunglasses to look at you with those striking yellow eyes that made you weak. You lifted your head and pulled yourself back on to your feet before walking back to the pole in the middle of the stage and threw your legs around it tightly and swung yourself a little bit around it before sliding all the way back down. Azriphale stood up quickly and went to run for you but Crowley pulled him back down by his arm.
“She’s working, this is what she does! A little teasing never hurt anyone.” Crowley looked at the angel with the same eyes he just used on you and the two sat back down to watch you finish your set.
Once the lights went out you were quickly running back stage only to bump into Crowley, curse his demon powers.
“Sweet sweet girl, putting on quite the show aren’t you?” His hands rested on your hips while Azriphale stood behind him with blown eyes.
“You say it like it’s a bad thing.” Your hand ran up Crowley chest making him grip on your hips. You let out a little groan before pulling him in for a kiss by his jacket. The two of you shared a deep kiss before a small throat clearing sound caught your attention.
“Don’t think I forgot about you, sweet angel.” You reached Azripahle and crashed your lips into his. His hands rested over Crowleys on your hips.
The Angel slowly pulled away from you.
“Bentley, now.” Crowley grabbed both of your hands. Yours in his right and Azriphale in his left as you charged out the back door with the two of you.
“Crowley are you sure we’re all going to fit?” You spoke up making him glare at you.
“Don’t worry your pretty little head.”
All three of you sat in the back seat not speaking a word for a minute.
“So… care to explain how and why your job is whatever I just watched ?!” Azripahle crossed his arms trying to be tough but it made you giggle.
“Don’t pretend you didn’t like it Angel… your mouth can say one thing …” your hand slid up his thigh. “But your body doesn’t lie.” Your hand reached the middle of his pants and gently squeezed the boner that was aching. A small moan left his lips. “Good boy.” You ran the tip of your tongue against the shell of his ear while keeping your hand between his legs. Azripahle couldn’t deny that was captivated and wanted to be your good boy.
“Why don’t you take care of the Angel tonight darling?” Crowley squeezed your ass cheek as he helped you climb onto Azripahles lap. “I think our good boy needs it.” He licked his lips watching you undo the buttons on the angles jacket.
“Please… I’ll be your good boy.” Azriphale panted as he felt you slowly grinding your hips against his.
“You’re always my good boy.” Your finger tips dragged down his jaw line before gripping it tightly so you could pull him closer and press your lips into his. A whine escaped his throat. “Now do what I say and I’ll let you cum tonight.” Your teeth bit down on his bottom lip making him let out a small yelp.
Crowley sat next to the two of you watching with lustful eyes. His own hand massaged his bulge in his leather pants. He watched how your lips left red lipstick stains on the angels throat down his chest and even on his white jacket! The two of you always placed nice together but watching you play both sweet and sour made Crowley beyond amazed because you really looked like you were from heaven but the acts you committed were devilish as sin.
“Oh my goodness.” Azriphale moaned out as you moved yourself against his bulge. You lifted your hips just enough to undo his pants and pulled out his cock.
“Oh sweet thing, you’re already leaking! Did you miss me that much? It’s only been two days since we made love!” You ran your hand over his cheek before he nodded. A smile appeared on your lips. Your free hand pulled your panties to the side making you shiver.
Crowley licked his lips when your scent filled the car. His hand reached over and ripped the fabric off with his sharp nails. A gasp left your lips watching him wrap the fabric in his hand.
Azriphale started thrusting his hips upwards wanting to put his cock inside of you. You gripped his throat making him freeze. “Eager little boy you are…” you sank down on his cock matching his facial expressions as you made it all the way down. “Fuck! Angel! So good!” You mumbled feeling his dick stretch you out. Azripahle whimpered below you holding your hips as you held onto his shoulders. You rolled your eyes back as you started bouncing up and down his cock moaning his name while he whimpered out your name.
The demon sat next to the two of you touching knees with the angel. His eyes focused on how you were riding the angel with your mouth hanging open letting all your pretty noises leave. Crowley had pulled out his dick and wrapped your wet panties around it to pump his dick. He couldn’t believe how well you were riding Azriphale even though he’s seen it so many times before. An angel fucking another angel ? How delightfully sinful!
“It feels so good!.” Azriphale was in heaven with how your pussy was nice, warm and wet around his hard cock. Your hands cupped his face while you picked up the speed of your hips and rode him harder. “Good boy! Such a good boy letting me fuck you’d like this.” You panted while looking in his eyes. Being your good boy made Azripahle weak in the knees because the way you said it was just delightful. “My good boy yes!” You pushed his head down so his face buried between your tits that we’re still covered by the corset. He was in heaven for sure! Your tits were always so warm and soft.
“My angels playing so nice together.” Crowley reached over and ran his fingers through Azriphales hair as he kissed your boobs. You watched this moment and it made you warm inside. It was hard to believe that the two creatures loved you as much as you loved them but it was true. “Look so good together.” Crowley praised as he fisted his cock faster.
“So warm.” Azripahle breathed out lifting his head from your tits and seen that look on your eyes. “You’re so close aren’t you?” He asked as he grabbed your hips and took over.
“Uh huh! OH FUCK!” You cried out as he reassured you on his cock and fucked hard into you making your hands drag along the fogged up window.
“That’s it Angel! Fuck her hard! Good boy.” Crowley praised the Angel as he felt his own orgasm building. Crowley watched how Azriphale squeezed you hard , pulled you chest to chest and fucked you so hard you could hear the wet sounds of your pussy squelching a mile away ! This was Crowleys heaven if there was such thing!
“Don’t stop please ! Such a good boy yes yes yes !” You were panting like a bitch in heat while looking down into Azriphales eyes. He couldn’t hold back anymore and came with a loud cry and tilt of the head going back. His orgasm had him shaking below you as he filled you up nice and deep.
A loud whine escaped you as your own orgasm hit. Your pussy clenched him hard making him quiver. “FUCK ! My sweet boy!” You pressed your lips messily against his to help you calm down from the high. A few second later the sound coming out of Crowley pulled the two of you out of it to look at the demon as his cum dribble out and all over your panties. Crowley shot his hips up spreading the cum all over the fabric before collapsing and raising his eyebrow. You tilted your head sideways before Crowley took the panties and shoved them into your mouth cum side first.
“Now that, that is a Holy Mary.” He hissed before laughing and petting your head. “You two stay back here and I’ll get us home in one piece.” Crowley kissed the angles forehead and then yours before making his way to the front. “And when we get home young lady… you had your fun but now it’s time for punishment since you decided to be bad and not tell us about this little Holy act as you claim it to be. No bad deed goes unpunished my dear and I’ll be damn sure about that!” Crowley looked back over his shoulder to see you curled up in Azripahle arms as the angel stroked your hair. It truly was a holy sight.
This a random one that popped up in my head but a short story where the reader and aziraphale are having sex and aziraphale makes her squirt for the first time and their both shocked 😂 but he wants to see if he can can make her do it again
notes: short but filthy. enjoy!
pairing: aziraphale x afab!reader
rating: E, minors DNI
You’re going to lose your mind in this bed, you’re quite certain.
You’ve never felt so satisfied before. Your cunt is aching, it feels like Aziraphale has eked every drop of pleasure possible from it. And yet he won’t stop. You writhe and thrash on the bed but he just stays put, pinning your hips to the mattress with one solid arm, his free hand leisurely fucking you. Two of his fingers are buried to the last knuckle in your dripping pussy, the thumb circling your clit.
“Come on darling,” he sighs, breathily, “let go for me.”
A pressure you’ve never felt before is building up in your abdomen. It’s strange but lovely - you can feel yourself giving into it. You clutch Aziraphale’s forearm desperately.
“Az-Aziraphale-!”
“Show me. Come.”
You do. As you feel your next orgasm rising, the feeling only increases and suddenly —
You come. Hard. And as you do, you feel yourself squirting for the first time. You release all over his hand, soaking him up to the elbow in your slick. Aziraphale’s eyes go wide in reverent amazement.
Oh Christ, this is embarrassing. You cover your face with your hands to hide.
“I’m so sorry, that’s never happened before—”
You feel him gently pull your hands away so he can meet your eyes. His pupils are blown wide, and even from this position you can see he’s rock hard.
“Can you do it again?” he whispers, and begins to crook his fingers once more. Your poor sensitive pussy flutters around him, your inner walls whining against the continued stimulation and yet begging for more.
“Aziraphale, please…” you whine, unsure if you’re asking him to stop or begging him to keep going.
He presses a soft kiss to your pulsing clit, and makes it his mission for the night for you to repeat at it.
ngl I'm not sure if you've had an ask similar to this, but I have been THOUGHTS about how in that one scene where Aziraphale eats for the first time and just goes nuts, but instead where he fucks nightingale for the first time and completely LOSES it.
The day comes where you finally have sex for the first time, and Aziraphale is a bit nervous, being the absolute sweetheart he is, but within five minutes he becomes absolutely obsessed with how they feel around him/vice versa, and doesn't stop for HOURS, and it becomes more or less all he thinks about, just drowning himself in constant messy fucking with nightingale. The look of adoration that would be in his eyes as he realizes that being with nightingale so intimately is his new favorite thing 🥺
(bonus points for Crowley realizing this and essentially going "I told you so" with that sly smirk on his face as he watches Aziraphale fuck nightingale)
((extra bonus points for him eating out nightingale as messy as he ate that god damn ox rib))
so when i wrote that original part in tltdatsib, it was a very soft and sweet love scene, to contrast the one you had with crowley which was quite kinky.
but now i'm wondering if the two of you just had fuck nasty sex?
like you're fucking outdoors so maybe he's ploughing into you so hard and fast that you're ripping up handfuls of grass trying to hold onto something for support, getting stains all over your back. maybe he leaves bruises where he grabs and squeezes and bites you, so totally enamoured with your body and its pliancy.
maybe he comes in you and you think he's finished but then he pulls out, looks at the way his spend is dripping from his cock and out of your abused fuck-slicked hole, and starts eating you out like he's a man possessed. all he wants to know is how the two of you taste together. you orgasm once more on his tongue and then once more on his fingers, smearing the cocktail of you between your bodies, and then he picks you up and presses you up against a tree; hard again and holding you up by your thighs. you're basically bent in half as he slams into you over and over, and you're surprised he's so strong when he uses one hand to start rubbing you between your legs and get you there one more time, drowning in your pleasure and wanting to be soaked in you.
maybe, afterwards, as you cuddle into him, he's trying to get his breath back taking in deep lungfuls of air which he doesn't need. maybe he sees the way he's marked you and feels his cock twitch again, so has you ride him one final time, even though you're both sore and overstimulated. neither of you are doing this to orgasm any more, it's just to feel the intimacy of that touch with each other.
maybe that's when he realises that he loves you.
maybe his heart is broken when heaven tells him he has an assignment across the sea, and he begs you to wait for him. not just because your body is all that's consumed his mind recently, but because all of you is.
but, of course, you don't. because he doesn't realise his leaving has shattered your poor lonely little soul.
I think maybe I need the husband's to fuck me while I wear something of theirs. Like a good hot sloppy dick down while wearing crowleys shades and watching them fog up. Or a romantic fuck in the park that started bc I got cold and zira gave me his cute blazer. Idk it sounds good for the soul I think it would fix me at least a little bit.
hypothetically, maybe crowley keeps trying to thumb the steam from the lenses as he fucks you, but gives up entirely because he doesn’t need to look you in the eyes to know that you’re enjoying this. he can tell it from the way you squeeze around him as he pushes inside, from the way you dig your nails into his back as he thrusts. from the little noises of pleasure you huff into his ear as he clutches you closer. when he kisses you, it’s funny for him to feel his own glasses bump his nose, but he can see the appeal.
hypothetically, maybe aziraphale looks at the way you fit his coat, maybe it’s too big and baggy or maybe it fits you just perfectly depending on your body type, and there’s something that ignites in his stomach. the idea of you being enveloped by him, encapsulated by a warmth he can bring you. so he lays you down on the picnic blanket and strips you of everything but his jacket and fucks you open with his thick cock, watching with rapture at the way you tug at the sleeves, bury your face in the fabric to catch the smell of him as he takes you under the starry sky.
Aziraphale edging you until your sobbing and then doing a complete 180, and starts overstimulating you until your sobbing under him again.
Once he’s made you cum for a 3 time, your a mess under him. Your sobbing, mind foggy, and he starts to bring you to the edge again. Then he uses that deep sexy voice that you (and crowley both) love, to tease you:
“Oh nightingale, crying under me again? After you begged me to cum,” he asks teasingly as his thrusts perfectly hit that one spot in you, “Truly sweetheart you need to make up your mind.”
You whine and another tear goes down your cheek. Aziraphale leans down and ever so sweetly kisses your glistening cheek. “Please-“ you choke out.
What are you begging for? You’re too overstimulated to even know-
Aziraphale quickens his pace. You mewl and try to squirm away. To no avail though, Aziraphale has his strong hands on your hips keeping you in place. “One more time, darling- just one more time.” He pants. His thrusts begin to get sloppy. You can tell he’s close.
He brings his hand down between your legs to start rubbing your clit. Within moments you cum with an elongated cry. Aziraphale cums after with a few more messy thrusts.
(Sorry if that sucked I’m new to writing.😭)
when he asks you so lovingly, so forcefully, how can you not come one more time? you drench his cock with you as you squirt, a fucking elastic band inside you being snapped as you release. he grins at the filthy sight of it and comes even harder, if possible. he loves watching himself be coated in you.
My apologies but I seriously need to face ride aziraphale. I need him under me. I need to know how he’s gonna be. What sweet sounds hes gonna make. I need to know whether or not he’s gonna yank me down by my thighs , and if he’s gonna hold me down by my thighs to make sure my pussy is directly on his mouth.
it is a truth, universally acknowledged, that Aziraphale fucks.
He goes down like a man possessed, and when you’re riding his face? Oh, heaven. Every sense is filled with you, the taste of your cum thick and sweet on his tongue; the heady scent of your arousal. The softness of your thighs as he digs his fingers into them to get you closer, ever closer. The mewls you make as he presses his tongue into your needy little hole and drives you wild there. The view he gets from between your legs of you throwing your head back in rapture, sweaty and satisfied, but still chasing after one more orgasm. An orgasm which he’ll happily give you.
Ok yeah I'm unilaterally deciding to think that the reason they were not in the Book of Life and they kept existing after everything else was un-existed is that their pages had been hidden in the bookshop by the only other person besides them who knew the bookshop and all its books - and who knew how petty and cruel Heaven could be: Gabriel.
My HC is that right before going wherever they were going, Gabriel and Beelzebub made a quick stop in Heaven to take Aziraphale's and Crowley's pages and left them in the bookshop, "where would you hide a paperclip" style, as a way of thanking them for protecting Jim during s2.
At this point I feel justified to fill any plot hole with any explanation.
For a moment I thought they were going to spend eternity together in the cosmic bookshop writing the whole universe back in existence in the blank books...
- We never found out which angel Crowley is and why he had the powers - and access to the files - he had
- The first scene was useless apart from establishing the eternal flame - that had never been mentioned before
- Crowley clearly bitched to Mrs. Sandwich about his break up with AZ and that woman IS NOT standing for her homeless BFF to be disrespected for some MAN
- 'Everyone in the streer is gone. Where were you when things got bad?' No. False. Literally everyone is still there apart from Mr. Brown, Nina and Maggie. Good job, guys. Kill our gays after you bankrup our lesbians.
- The Bentley was changed into the ice cream truck FOR ONE GAG that wasn't even that funny. Money well spent. Good job. The normal Bentley has the ice cr3am cone decoration at the front for 1 scene. Then it vanishes. Nice.
- Australia disappear off the globe before Michael ripped and burned the page. Great consistency
- Crowley and Aziraphale drive by a pride flag when they are speaking in the Bentley. Cute
- The new characters were lowkey useless. The only thing we needed the gangster guy was cause we needed someone to have the Bentley so Aziraphale could play on his 'he likes to rescue me' thing from season 2 and rescue Crowley instead.
- The call back to Aziraphale’s gardener disguise was peak ngl
- Okay so. Crowley somehow is powerful enough to...make a mini universe where only Aziraphale, the bookshop and himself exist AFTER Michael throws the book in the fire. Are we not...gonna explain that? Nor the double miracle power from season 2? Or all the crazy shite Crowley can do like STOP TIME in season 1? No? That's it? The end? Are we supposed to think every angel/demon can do those things? Yeah? Okay. Sure. Thanks.
- My brother in Christ. You have hundreds of blank books where u can write whatever you want and it happens. WHY THE FUCK DO U NEED GOD?! YOU'RE GOD! HELLO?! I am losing my fucking mind-
- If every fallen angel had already fallen WHY THE ABSOLUTE FUCK IS CROWLEY STILL UP THERE?!
- So neither Crowley nor Aziraphale remember each other from that meeting at the nebulae factory? Its just...the fallen and General Aziraphale? Yeah? Okay. Great. Another scene from season 2 turned useless. Thanks. Love those.
- So Crowley has no powers and we are just sitting here believing that...there were little to no consequences apart from the homelessness, the drunkness and the gambling?
- My man...Jesus did nothing. He did SOMETHING and 1 second later everything vanished LITERALLY. Wow. Just. Why is he here again? Just cause we hinted at it in season 2? Yeah? I guessed so.
- Their universe was destroyed. So. Gabriel and Beelzebub? The whole plot from season 2? Gone now? Useless? Great, thanks.
- Crowley and Aziraphale are dead. 6000 years gone. Asa and Anthony don't remember their past life: they literally greet each other for the first time at the bookshop. Aziraphale and Crowley are gone. All of it. Gone. Asa and Anthony and adorable and married and happy but they are not Aziraphale and Crowley. EVEN if they were: They met in their like...mid 50s, +20 years gives them 70. So. They have like. 15 more years in them? Of actually being together and married and happy? And then they die and no one will remember them because humans are ephemeral? Great.
- Notice how not ONCE was the word Ineffable said in season 3. Just. Notice.
- Satan showing up was useless.
- General Aziraphale is just mingling with Michael and Uriel at the Heaven War? Okay.
- God was useless.
- Crowley was salty af about Aziraphale leaving him and I respect that
- Crowley and Jesus's interacting could have been so good, instead we got 1 good and 1 eh. And then poof.
- Eric and Muriel <3
- Are you telling me the big final boss of the finale was...Michael? Because she wasn't appreciated? My guy, let me tell you about my workplace-
- Yes. They fucked the ending. I clearly don't like Aziraphale and Crowley becoming humans. However. The fact that they made Crowley be the one pulling the trigger to that ending? Just pull a trigger straight through my skull why don't you
- Paraphrasing: 'Why did you make me complete and take it all away? Why did you give me Crowley?' Peak quote. I want that tattooed on my forehead.
- 'Your sister is too prideful to apologize and your mother is sick' <- my girl had no chance to get back home. Why did you do this to Mrs. Sandwich, in particular
I have a lot more to say and point out. But. I'm at work.
He's devouring my mouth, licking into it and producing small satisfied sounds and moans,
One of my hands is in his soft hair, massaging and tugging at them, making him whimper, other one is squeezing his bottom, which makes him grind and press to me more
He's plump and sturdy and soft and hard, panting in desperation, to take and give whatever pleasure is possible in the meager amount of time the elevator descent allows
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