itsytitsyspider: (Hmm right)
Angel Dust ([personal profile] itsytitsyspider) wrote 2021-12-26 03:01 pm (UTC)

Angel felt the gentle hands caressing his cheeks and he
is heart dropped into his gut when Alastor pushed him away. What was he expecting to happen? Fucking hell. How could he let himself get swept away in the moment? Now he's gone and screwed things up again.

His little pity party came to a screeching halt however, his booze soaked brain taking a hot second to register what Alastor said. Not like this? Didn't want to take advantage? So does that mean Alastor was also thinking the same things he was. A little spark of hope ignited in his belly, the arms around the deer's neck coiling.

I want him, I want him... Fuck I want him.

"Always the gentleman, Al. No need to treat me with kid gloves. Sober me would never have the balls to try." Angel pressed against Alastor's hands. "I know what I want."

Slipping out of Alastor's touch, Angel went in again to try to kiss him.

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