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[iineffabilities-blog]

❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜

[meme]

The sudden voice at his back has Azriaphale rushing to fold his wings back in place. A jagged tear at his back, a bruise along his ribs. It was nothing really, at least nothing that Crowley need get involved in. It was his fault for meddling in the business of Demons anyway. Especially without his sword at hand.

“It’s nothing,” Aziraphale muttered, kicking the fallen feathers under a nearby bookshelf probably never to be swept up or looked at again. With a small sigh the Angel tugged his shirt back over his shoulder and started at the buttons. “It’s not as if it won’t heal over, after all. Even the best of our kind had their battle scars.”

[jarvisismyfuckingcopilot]

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‘i’m bored’ sex 

She really shouldn’t be so damn sexy; not doing anything but standing on the balcony at Disney hall, yet another firefighters benefit winding down in the background. A dark shilouette against the bright concrete and a smirk is pulling across Tony’s face when he slips out the sliding glass door, closing it behind him and drawing the curtain. Was it private? Not really, but that only made it all the more exciting. 

“You know, it’s dangerous to be lurking out here all by yourself, someone might waltz in and take advantage.” He chuckles as he takes stance behind her, fingers sweeping dark hair over a creamy shoulder, head dipping to mouth a kiss. His hand hovers over her waist, eyes closing and a hum escaping as it slowly slides to her front, dipping dangerously low and Tony can’t help but tilt into her; letting her know just how good she looked in that damn dress.

“It’s boring in there,” he whispers against her ear, “how about we make this party a little worth our time.”

[mistressofthehounds-blog]

@ophisine || Continued from [x]

Okay. So maybe it was a little about control. But could you blame her?

“It’s about fun. You, me, a night of complete an utter debauchery. It’s what we were made for...”