Free Will by depraveddame
| 666 | explicit | human au, professor au, enemies to lovers, enemies with benefits, rivals, D/s vibes, face fucking, denial, tenderness, oblivious pining |
Sequel to Akrasia: Aziraphale and Crowley meet exactly one week later in his office, as always. It goes as it always does.
Until it doesn't.
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Aziraphale has developed a Pavlovian response to the turning of his office doorknob.
Its whirring susurration is now a call to arms, a bugle blaring through veins. Assuming command over his blood and its priorities, demanding it pool between his legs.
shhhh-clickkk—
He watches Crowley lower to his knees after what hardly constitutes a greeting: surnames testily exchanged, eyes mingling for seconds made weighty with unspoken scorn.
Aziraphale is already hard, straining in his trousers.
Thoroughly conditioned.
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