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Crowley looked into the honest face of the politician and couldn’t help but accept his fate. Not that he had any real reservations about it anyways, as long as Ezra was doing this because he wanted to not because he thought he should do it. And the honest blue eyes facing him dispersed any kind of doubt he might have had for the other’s agency.
The thumb on his arm was sliding upwards and he couldn’t hold back the slight shudder it produced. Ezra had soft hands and that didn’t surprise him one bit. He looked like the person that would lotion his hands and skin to keep it soft and healthy. Probably used one with a fruity scent, something like peach or orange. Crowley himself regularly used lotion, not just because he too liked his skin soft but also because most clients preferred it.
When a warm hand circled his arm and rubbed it softly above his shirt, he pulled himself out of his musings, wanting to enjoy the other’s ministrations as much as he could. He looked at Ezra’s face, checking if he was still comfortable with all of this. His eyebrows were drawn slightly together, and his face had taken on a serene quality, like he was comfortable and concentrating solely on Crowley, only his still slightly shaking hands betraying this image.
Ezra’s other hand found his other arm and joined in with the motions, moving towards his shoulder and then sliding over his collarbone, tracing the bone and making Crowley gasp. Tender hands moved to his exposed chest and slid along the free skin. The warmth flooding his body and making his eyes fall shut. It felt nice, comfortable and he wanted more.
He could still feel the other’s hands shake slightly and he opened his eyes again checking if everything was still alright. From how the politician looked, it was. His face was scrunched up in concentration, the tip of his tongue slightly sticking out, his eyes roaming over the exposed skin. It was adorable, really, and Crowley couldn’t get enough of that sight.
The hands on his chest moved outwards, stretching his shirt and roaming towards his shoulders before coming back down and sliding through his chest hair. They then slowly opened the next button, before sliding over the skin again. Crowley let his head fall to the back of the sofa, breathing out a gasp.
Suddenly warm but somewhat dry lips kissed his neck, from the place where his shoulder met his neck to his jawline. He couldn’t hold back another gasp and his hand twitched, wanting to touch. Slowly, not to spook Ezra, he moved his right hand towards the other’s arm, caressing it. He lifted his head, forcing the kisses to stop. Ezra looked at him with slight confusion, but Crowley smiled reassuringly and whispered, his voice raspy, “We should move this to the bedroom”
“R…Right, of course”
Ezra pulled away and stood up quickly, his moves jerky and nervous. But Crowley could tell he had enjoyed their time on the sofa, the tent in his trousers clear evidence towards it. He stood up too, waiting for Ezra to move.
With a slight smirk he noted that Ezra was hungrily eyeing his chest, his eyes roaming over the exposed skin. Despite it being a regular occurrence in his line of work it still made him shiver and grin in gratification.
“C’mon, bedroom,” he reminded, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. Which in turn made Ezra giggle slightly and relax a bit, which was exactly what he had intended to do with the gesture.
Ezra shuffled towards one door, his gait slightly jerky, thanks to his erection and it looked quite funny, but Crowley didn’t laugh since his own trouser situation didn’t make his walk look any better. He followed the other towards the door and into the bedroom.
In there he quickly glanced around. Bookshelves were lined along the walls even in here. In the middle, against the back wall, was a huge king-sized bed, with beige bedding and a tartan quilt at the end of it. On the nightstand was an old looking alarm clock and a book, and it amused Crowley when he noticed that it was the one, they had read on their first meeting.
He turned himself away from the room and focused back on Ezra, who now stood next to the bed, once again looking more nervous than anything. Slowly he moved towards him and put his hands on the blonde’s shoulder, massaging them slightly.
“We stop whenever you say the word. You have the power to end this, no matter what”
Ezra nodded and turned around, his hands finding Crowley’s chest again, sliding it over the soft fabric of his shirt until they met the warmth of his skin, once more trailing along his collarbone.
Crowley watched as Ezra’s eyes followed the movement of his hands, his own now on the other’s hips, pulling his dress shirt from his trousers, before moving to the belt and opening it. His lips found the politician’s throat, kissing and nibbling along it.
The slight gasp and shiver that ran through Ezra thanks to this made Crowley smirk, causing such a reaction in his partner was always a pleasure. His tongue following a non-existent trail to the ear near it, and he started to nibble on it, his teeth softly enclosing the flesh, making Ezra moan.
Shaky hands opened Crowley’s shirt buttons, sliding over every bit of exposed skin, trailing along to his sides and back, making him gasp this time and release the ear that had been captured before. When all the buttons of his shirt had been opened, he felt it fall down on his arm and to the floor, warm hands tracking its decent.
He took a step back, to have enough room to open the other's shirt buttons too. Looking him in the eyes when he did so. Ezra's pupils were dilated from arousal, the bright blue almost invisible now. His breathing was coming in short bursts and the whole sight was making his cock achingly hard and strain against his jeans. It also made him moan himself.
Once all the buttons were opened, he let the shirt fall down on the floor, joining his own. He let his hands roam over Ezra chest, taking extra care to caress the love handles, he really liked seeing, and then pulled him closer again. His mouth finding the side of his neck and leaving short wet kisses along it.
Ezra let his own hands stroke again over Crowley's sides, before trailing down and palming the still clothed erection. It made the redhead moan against his neck and buck his hips slightly, which in turn made him gasp too.
Crowley softly bit into the other’s neck when he felt the hand move from his bulge to his belt and open it and the button from his jeans, his trousers then sliding down to his knees, the colder air of the room hitting his hot skin and making him shiver and buck his hips towards the other.
His hands moved over Ezra’s sides until they rested at his hips, pulling him even closer. Kissing along his jawline and pressing their erections together. They both let out a moan and Ezra’s hands started sliding over Crowley’s shoulder blades.
Crowley slowly let his hands slide forward and opened the button of the trousers the politician was wearing, quickly letting them fall to the floor.
“Bed?”
Ezra only nodded quickly, breathing hard and fast, before stepping out of his trousers, pulling his socks off and then unceremoniously climbing onto the bed, watching Crowley do the same.
Once they were both on the bed Crowley positioned himself between Ezra’s legs, his hands on either side of his head and just looked down on the other.
“Still okay?”
“Yes,” Ezra breathed, his hands reaching out and sliding over Crowley’s shoulders.
The redhead rightly took this as his sign to continue and leaned forward, his tongue sliding over Ezra’s chest until it reached his nipple. Circling around it before sliding over it and teasing the hard nub, making Ezra moan and arch his back slightly. The hands on his shoulders contracted and the nails were biting slightly into his skin, making Crowley just feel more aroused.
He then sucked on it, which made Ezra buck his hips upward, meeting Crowley’s own erection and he had to release the nub to moan out loud.
Before he could go back and concentrate on the other nipple and other places like he had wanted to, he felt his world shift and only realized that Ezra had turned them around, when he was on his back and saw Ezra’s dazzling smile above him. Was this the smile with which he charmed his voters to vote for him? If not, he should really consider using it for that because it charmed the hell out of Crowley’s own heart.
Crowley answered the smile with a smirk of his own and let is hands sling around the other landing on his shoulder blades, letting his nails slightly scratch along the sensitive skin. Ezra moaned above him, and that picture went straight to his cock.
Then his bed partner bent down and started kissing along his collarbone. His soft lips, fitting to his overall soft look, meeting is hot skin. Crowley closed his eyes, to further enjoy the moment. Yes, he liked seeing Ezra’s reactions, but it was also nice to be on the receiving end of his ministrations. A tongue slid out tracking the contour of his bone and then moving to his nipple, doing the same thing as he himself had done just minutes before. His breath was coming quicker now, and his erection was growing even harder. It felt absolutely incredible.
His hands were digging a bit more into the skin, but he was still careful not to use too much force and hurt him or leave marks. He shortly shook with pleasure, when suddenly teeth met his hard nub and teased it relentlessly.
Ezra let go of his nipple after a short while and started to kiss downwards, letting his tongue shortly dip into Crowley navel and then returned to his track downwards. Crowley’s hands by that time slid from his shoulder to the other’s hair, sliding through the incredible soft locks, making them look messier than before.
Kisses were peppered over his hip bone and he felt his boxers getting slid down and his cock exposed. The cool air hitting his hot skin and making him shiver and moan. He was relishing in the feeling of the soft lips and warm hands on his hips, the incredible texture of Ezra’s hair in his hands, to notice that one of these were suddenly missing. Only when he felt something hot encircle his dick, sending shivers of incredible pleasure through him, did he notice what had happened. Ezra had put his mouth to good use and swallowed his erection, in one single move. His tongue sliding along the underside of his shaft.
Crowley had to moan loudly, the hands in Ezra’s hair clenching and grabbing a fistful of them, which made the other moan, the vibrating going straight through his shaft, which in turn made his hips buck involuntarily and he was only stopped from choking Ezra by the hands on his hips holding him down. Shivers ran through him and he moaned once more when the other started to move his head up and down, the movement setting his nerves on fire.
“Fuck! Urgh… you’re good at this,” Crowley panted, and he opened his eyes to fully appreciate the sight in front of him.
Ezra’s lips were deep red, and he was slightly blushing. Sweat had formed on his forehead and Crowley wanted nothing more than lick it away, but he also didn’t want to interrupt what was happening. Seeing his own dick slip out of the politician’s mouth and get sucked back in, while he was glancing upward and his innocent blue eyes met Crowley’s amber ones, was one of the most arousing things he had seen in his life.
He let his head fall back again, having lifted it a bit to watch Ezra, and closed his eyes once more when another loud moan was ripped from his throat. The tongue on his dick was sliding over its top and was doing unspeakable things to him. Hands were still sliding over his hips just furthering the pleasure.
“Gotta… gotta stop soon, don’t want to spoil… all the fun, do we?”
With that Ezra slowly slid his mouth off his dick and Crowley opened his eyes again. Ezra’s lips were smiling at him, glistening with spit and slightly swollen from the activity and he could feel his dick twitch in reaction to that sight.
He rolled his eyes at what it did to him. Which proved to be a mistake since Ezra apparently took this as a sign of displeasure and not as the cheeky appreciation that it was, but Crowley put his hands on the other’s shoulders and pulled him closer. Showing him that it had been nice, and he wanted more. Much more.
He started feverishly kissing the other’s neck and jawline, his hands stroking over every bit of skin it could find, while he felt hands slide from his hips to his chest, putting a bit more pressure on it, so Ezra could keep on top of him. They kissed each other’s skin frantically for a while, before Crowley couldn’t take it anymore and rolled them again.
Once he was on top again, he pulled away from Ezra and started to slide off the bed.
“Getting lube and a condom, “ he answered the other’s unspoken question before getting off the bed, reaching for his trousers and pulling out a lube and condom packet, he always had in the pocket when he was at a client.
When he turned back towards Ezra, he had to stop for a second. The other hadn’t moved one bit. He was lying down, his legs spread, his pants tenting from his erection, panting quickly and his face flushed. It was incredibly arousing, and Crowley wanted nothing more than to memorize that sight forever.
His own need quickly making him move again and once he was with the other again, he let his hands slide all over his chest.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his hands still worshipping the other’s skin.
He watched as Ezra blushed, his face flushing even more, now almost as red as his lips. A quick longing to kiss these incredible soft lips went through him but he pushed it aside. It wasn’t something he did with clients.
Instead he started kissing his neck again and he felt the other’s appreciation when he moaned, and hands grabbed his hips.
“Please... Crowley, more. I need… more”
Crowley kissed over the other’s chest, leaving no bit of skin untouched, one of his hands sliding down Ezra’s sides and then slowly pulling down his pants. Once they were gone his hands slid over Ezra’s calf and hip, towards the straining erection, finally meeting it and enclosing it in his hand. Putting pressure on it, before moving his hand up and down to also create friction.
Beneath him Ezra moaned loudly and threw his had back, making a lot of room for Crowley’s lips and tongue to roam around, sucking slightly, still careful not to leave a mark. His hands still relentlessly moving and teasing his companion.
After a few minutes of this Crowley moved his hand, chucking slightly at Ezra’s needy protesting sound, over his balls, massaging them for a few seconds before sliding down further. Once he reached his destination, he let his thumb circle the hole that desperately needed attention, not yet moving in just letting his thumb move around it, teasing it and making Ezra want more.
Crowley looked at Ezra’s flushed face, sweat has built up even more and this time he couldn’t hold back. He kissed and licked over his jawline and the side of his face, tasting the salty fragrance of the fluid.
“You’re still okay?” Crowley asked in a whisper.
Ezra nodded and opened his eyes, looking at the other with clear lust and want in his eyes, “Please…”
“Good.”
Crowley removed his hand, once again to the displeased sound of his partner, and reached for the condom and lube packet. He opened the first and put the condom on his own erect cock, not able to resist pumping it a few times. Moaning loudly at his own pleasure, before moving on and opening the lube, coating his fingers with it, rubbing them together to warm it up. He then leaned in, to kiss Ezra’s neck again, while his hand moved back to his hole and started circling it once more.
Ezra jerked a bit, when the still slightly cold lube met his skin, but he quickly started to moan when the top of one of Crowley’s fingers entered his hole slowly.
Crowley let his finger slide in very slowly, letting Ezra get comfortable with the feeling. He was still kissing and sucking his neck but moved on now towards his chest. And once the other shifted to signal his need, he started to move his finger, making the politician moan and shake with pleasure.
He let his finger move inside the other, letting him enjoy the feeling for a while and get comfortable with it, before he slowly moved to let the top of another finger move in too, stopping once Ezra made a slightly painful sound.
“Shh… just breath. It’s alright. Try to relax,” Crowley whispered into Ezra’s ear, before letting his tongue lick along the shell of it.
Then he moved his mouth back to the politician’s chest kissing over it and moving towards his nipple once more, teasing it and making he other moan out in pleasure. When he felt that he was relaxed again he let the second finger slide in, tantalizingly slow, not moving them an inch, waiting for the other to fully relax again.
He instead concentrated on the other’s nipple. His tongue moving around and over it, teasing the hard nub. His free hand was on Ezra’s biceps, his thumb stroking circles around it.
After a few minutes Crowley felt Ezra relax under him and he slowly started to move his fingers, in a scissoring motion, trying to ease the muscles and preparing him for what was to come later.
Ezra moaned and panted underneath him, a sight so arousing that Crowley couldn’t help himself and put his own cock against the other, the pressure releasing some tension in him and making them both gasp.
His fingers still moved expertly inside the blonde, preparing him. His lips moved from the nipple to lick over his chest, tasting the salty taste of sweat.
Ezra’s hands circled around Crowley and landed on his shoulder, nails slightly digging into his skin. His hip bucking upwards against Crowley. Both their moans grew louder, and faster and once Ezra let out another loud moan, he slowly let his fingers slide out, finding the other sufficiently prepared.
A loud desperate and protesting sound was heard from the blonde during it, but Crowley stilled him with a soft bite in his shoulder. Then he grabbed the rest of the lube packet, putting it on his erection and coating it with the slick liquid, before lining himself up at Ezra’s hole, and after asking once more if the other was alright and receiving a nod, he very slowly and carefully let the top slide inside.
Underneath him Ezra tensed, and a soft painful moan escaped him.
Crowley let his hand caress his hip, ghosting along the area of the other’s dick, not touching it but close, as to not overstimulate him for now. His lips kissed along every bit of skin he could find, while mumbling sweet encouragements.
He didn’t move an inch, the restraint making him sweat and pant even more, before Ezra would give the okay and relax.
After a few minutes the body under him relaxed and grew slightly impatient, the hands on his shoulders pulling him down and pressuring him to move on.
Slowly and carefully, taking a break every time Ezra became the slightest bit uncomfortable, Crowley slid completely inside. The tight hot walls around him, making him moan loudly and letting his head swim with pleasure. It was hard to hold back from moving, but Crowley was experienced and held out until Ezra slung his legs around the other’s hips and pushed him towards him to make him move.
Crowley slowly started moving, his dick sliding halfway out before sliding back in, eased by sweat and lube. The tight walls around him shivered and Crowley had to close his eyes in the onslaught of pleasure.
Underneath him, Ezra gasped and moaned, the sound music to his ears. His body shivering and twitching in pleasure, while he thrusted inside him. The hands on his back clawing harder into his shoulders, probably leaving slight marks, but Crowley couldn’t care less. The hunt for his own pleasure too high to care about a thing like that.
Their skins were slick with sweat, their moans and the sound of slapping skin against skin filling the room, heightening their arousal.
Crowley frantically kissed every bit of skin he could find, while their pleasure rose higher and higher.
Ezra’s hands moved from the shoulder to Crowley’s hair, carving through it and pulling the other’s head closer. His lips moving towards the other, apparently wanting to kiss in their height of pleasure, forgetting the rule they had set. In the last-minute Crowley pulled his head a bit aside, so Ezra only met the corner of his mouth.
“Don’t,” Crowley panted, “not on the mouth”
“Sorry. Forgot,” moaned Ezra, his face turning to the side, in slight embarrassment.
To ease the situation and accept the apology, Crowley moved his hips faster, now almost pulling out completely before pushing back inside. Meeting Ezra’s special spot a few times, if the writhing and loud moans he let out were any indication.
The hand on his hair pulled slightly and Crowley could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge. His hips thrusting more erratically and his movement in general became more frantic. Underneath him Ezra moaned and writhed, his back arching, close to release but not yet getting over the edge.
Ezra pulled him close again, this time kissing the side of his neck clumsily, trying to reach as much skin as he could. The legs around Crowley’s hips pulling him in closer and deeper, shaking with the pleasure and the strain of keeping him closer.
Crowley hid his head in the nook of Ezra’s neck, while he still felt the other’s lips on his shoulder and neck, the hands in his hair pulling it a bit more, making him buck his hips even faster and deeper. He was so close and he wanted-, no needed release. He was thrusting even faster now, their slick and sweaty skin making it easy, and when Ezra graced his teeth softly along his neck, he felt his back tense, his hips push in deep and with a loud moan that could have meant “Fuck” as much as “Ezra” he finally came. His hips bucking involuntarily a few more times, his breath erratic, fast and coming out as moans now and again. He felt sweat trail down his back and his body relax, once he could finally form a complete breath again.
He was holding himself up, as to not crush Ezra underneath his weight, trying to regain control of his breathing. Slowly he pulled out of the other, making him gasp and shiver and laid himself to the side, so he wouldn’t lie on him but could still reach him well.
His hand slid over Ezra’s chest, teasing his nipple for a second before more downwards, towards his straining erection. Encircling it once again and starting to pump with a fast and hard rhythm, wanting to grant the other a good and quick release. His lips found the other’s earlobe, sucking on it for a bit.
Beneath him Ezra writhed and moaned thanks to his ministrations, his eyes closed in ecstasy. His hands, which had let go of Crowley when he had moved, were now grabbing the bedsheets for something to hold on.
Crowley let go of his earlobe when he felt the other get close and began watching his face, wanting to see him fall apart. His hand moving a bit faster and tilting it a bit in his direction to give the head a bit more friction and his thumb slid over the slit of his cock.
This was what finally made Ezra see stars. Crowley watched as his whole body tensed, his back arched upwards, head thrown back and his mouth wide open in a loud moan. His face was flushed and glowing with pleasure. A sight so intoxicating, Crowley couldn’t look away even if he had wanted to, which he didn’t. At all.
Cum was coating his hand and Ezra’s belly, but Crowley ignored it for now, wanting to rather let Ezra comfortably get down from his bliss. So, he let his hands trail upwards, softly caressing the other’s belly and chest, which was moving quite rapidly, from the hard and quick breaths the other was taking.
After 5 minutes of letting Ezra calm down and stroking his chest, the politician finally opened his eyes, but only half lidded, the exhaustion clearly showing in his expression. His eyes were light blue and shining, like diamonds in the sky and they took Crowley’s breath away. Surely, eyes like that shouldn’t be possible?
He shook himself out of his trance, when he felt the liquid on his hand dry and the condom, he still had on started to become uncomfortable. Pulling it off, he wanted to stand up, but a hand on his arm stopped him.
“Where…?” was the whispered question. Ezra’s voice was tired and rough, and honestly it was pretty endearing.
“Bathroom. Need to clean us up”
Ezra nodded slowly and let his hand fall from Crowley’s arm and tiredly pointed at a nearby door, showing him where the adjacent bathroom was.
With a nod, Crowley went towards it, discarded the condom there in the rubbish bin, washed his hands, before grabbing a towel, wetting it slightly and then returning to the bedroom.
Ezra was sweetly dozing, and Crowley hoped he wouldn’t wake him while cleaning him up. The man had earned his sleep and he would hate to disturb it.
Careful to be as silent as possible he moved towards the bed and softly started to wipe his stomach, crotch and leg area clean. Just before he was finished, he felt Ezra stir, mumbling something unintelligible.
“Shh… Just finishing cleaning, you up. Go back to sleep,” he whispered, his hand stroking through Ezra’s hair, trying to calm him and lull him back to sleep, which immediately worked. His breathing become slower and calmer and after a few seconds Crowley was sure he had slipped back into his well-deserved rest. He pulled the blankets over the sleeping man, not wanting him to wake up in the middle of the night because he was cold.
As quietly and quickly as possible, Crowley pulled on his clothes and after one last look at Ezra left, he bedroom, grabbed the rest of his stuff and left the private chambers of the Prime Minister. Ready to get home, shower and catch some sleep himself.