Aziraphale does squeak, more of a whine, really, shuddering against the intoxicating tightness and the gentle pressure between his legs. He shifts and squirms all the more, rubbing back against the coils, both dreadfully embarrassed by how much this does for him and desperate not to stop.
"O-oh," he comments, slightly breathless. "I- I don't know. Could be any of those. I don't particularly care what it is," he admits, eyes open, staring Crowley down, "so long as it continues."
It's not lost on him, the hesitation, the timing of it. Aziraphale's known Crowley too long to miss something as well placed as that. But there's not much he can do about it now, and when Crowley presses harder against him he lets out another shrill sound, surprised and indecently aroused.
"Come- come here, won't you," he says between gasps. Can't very well reach for him, so he squirms more instead, pressing his thighs together to keep the tail where it is. "Please?"
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"O-oh," he comments, slightly breathless. "I- I don't know. Could be any of those. I don't particularly care what it is," he admits, eyes open, staring Crowley down, "so long as it continues."
It's not lost on him, the hesitation, the timing of it. Aziraphale's known Crowley too long to miss something as well placed as that. But there's not much he can do about it now, and when Crowley presses harder against him he lets out another shrill sound, surprised and indecently aroused.
"Come- come here, won't you," he says between gasps. Can't very well reach for him, so he squirms more instead, pressing his thighs together to keep the tail where it is. "Please?"