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“I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul.” -Bram Stoker’s Dracula

Crowley fidgeted in her outfit as she waited for Aziraphale. Outfit was a loose term really, as she was wearing what appeared to be a Victorian barmaid costume. This was, of course, at the insistence of Aziraphale. She had complained, of course, but when did that ever do any good. When Aziraphale put his mind to something, there was really no changing it. But, there had been a promise that she would enjoy it.

“Angel,” she yelled towards the spiral staircase, “Are you sure we can’t just stay home?”

She heard the huff and smirked, knowing she had ruffled his proverbial feathers. The footsteps told her that he was finally coming down to join her so the plan had worked.

“We already talked about this, Crowley…” Aziraphale said as he made his entrance. His usually angelic blonde curly hair was black and slicked back. He had what appeared to be fangs and donned a familiar looking cape.

“Yes, but I could make it worth your while if we–” She stopped as she saw her angel and gaped.

“What?” Aziraphale looked around as if the reaction was due to anything other than his drastic change in appearance.

“Dracula? Really, Angel?”

“It’s a Halloween costume party, Crowley. And don’t bother arguing about it. We already RSVP’d.”

Crowley crossed her arms in front of her with a pout.
“I did promise you that you’d enjoy it, but if you’re going to be a brat about it I could make it rather uncomfortable for you.” Aziraphale’s eyes sparkled in that way that told Crowley he had particularly twisted punishment in mind.

“Now hold on now..” Crowley put up her arms in defeat.

“No, no.. I’ve just decided,” He pulled out a harmless looking lace thong and held it towards her, “Put these on.”

She made her way towards him and reached out warily. There was no way this was it. Still, she slipped off the pair she was wearing- making a small show of it- and slipped on the pair that Aziraphale had given her.

“Are you quite finished?” He asked, but looking down to his pants Crowley could see she had had an effect on him.

Crowley closed the gap between them and gently pushed Aziraphale down onto a chair before straddling him. She purred as she rocked her hips and said “No” softly before leaning in for a kiss.

Buzzzzzzzz

Crowley gasped, realizing in horror and pleasure and complete surprise that her underwear was vibrating. She looked at Aziraphale in shock and confusion and he held up a remote, looking quite pleased with himself. The bullet in the underwear was hitting her just right and she couldn’t help herself. Her hips jerked and she leaned her head back as she felt the sensation building and building. She gripped Aziraphale’s arms tighter as she grew closer and closer and– the buzzing stopped.

Crowley looked back at Aziraphale again, this time frustrated. She eyed the remote in his hand and reached for it, but she wasn’t fast enough. He managed lift her enough that he could lay her face down on his lap and gave her a swat on her behind. She yelped and just as quickly she was back on her feet.

“I will ask again. Are you quite finished?”

Crowley crossed her arms angrily and turned away from her angel.

Aziraphale smiled, although she couldn’t see him.

“Good,” He stepped towards her and took her arm like a gentleman, “Then we’d better be off!”

~*~

Crowley had stayed quiet on the walk over to the venue. Aziraphale had insisted that it wasn’t far enough to take the Bentley, which was just another reason to make her grouchy.

“Pout all you want, dearest, but it won’t change things. If you misbehave, you will feel it. And if you come without permission, you will be punished,” He had told her.

“If, however, you are a good girl… you will be rewarded.” He had paused in the last part of that sentence to lean in and kiss her neck.

Now they were at the party. Crowley had initially stayed silently near Aziraphale while he mingled, but that bastard had taken to randomly reaching in his pocket and turning on the vibrator and she was have more and more difficulty holding it together. She had just decided to make her way to the snack table to get herself and Aziraphale refills for their drinks when she felt it turn on again. She jerked at the sensation, causing her to drop the cup and grip the table. She was so very close to the edge now, but she could feel all the eyes on her. She could feel HIS eyes on her. She slowly and carefully bent down to pick up the cup, but that only served to increase the pressure of the vibrator on her clit. She was just about to gasp when she felt Aziraphale’s touch.

“Alright there, dearest?” His voice was soft and husky. She looked him in the eye, her eyes pleading as she shook her head.

“No,” She whispered.

He picked up the cup and leaned closer to her ear. “Color?”

She felt as if she was going to come undone in front of everyone and gripped his hand and he helped her up.

“Please, Aziraphale..”

He looked her in the eye, silently telling her that wasn’t the answer he was looking for. She took a steadying breath, and lightly answered “Green”

The vibration stopped and Crowley sighed in relief. She was disoriented now, but she leaned into her angel who held her close to his side. She barely registered that he was sharing apologies, his partner wasn’t feeling well.. Before she knew it they were back at the bookshop and Aziraphale was holding her in his arms. Had he miracled them there or just carried her the whole way? She didn’t care. She was so filled with lust that she nuzzled his neck.

“Do you know how hard it was watching you struggling, dear?” He asked her. She nibbled his earlobe in response. This time her angel hummed. He carried her up the stairs, but as soon as he set her down she pounced on him. She was like a rabid animal, crazed with need.

“Want.. you..” Was all she could say as she scrambled on top of him on the bed, tearing off his Dracula costume. She bit down on his neck and started grinding against him. She could feel his hardness through his clothes.

“Hold on there, Crowley,” Aziraphale laughed, “I thought I was the Vampire.”

“Don’t.. Care”

There was a snap and Crowley growled in pleasure as she found them both naked. She didn’t wait, taking this as Aziraphale’s approval for her to take the lead. She lined him up and groaned in satisfaction as she slid him into her wetness. He filled her up so perfectly. She leaned down and kissed her angel before she started riding him.

Aziraphale ran his hands along her sides, soaking in the sight of his love as she started to come undone before him. He was so close and when he reached down to add friction to her clit, he felt her climax. She squeezed him so hard as she came that it brought his own release and they both shouted out each other’s names.

Crowley let herself collapse onto her angel and rested her head on his chest. He kissed the top of her head and smiled.

“I told you that you would enjoy the party!”