wordy angel boy

There was something peaceful about a familiar TV show. You used to enjoy letting one fade into the background as you napped or worked, but it had recently turned into Prime Cuddle Time for you and Asco. The ambient light and noise calmed both of you, and gave you something to pay enough attention to that you didn’t get bored or fidgety. It worked out perfectly, and you enjoyed the time it gave you to just luxuriate in each other. More often than not, Asco took the opportunity to stretch his entire body out across yours, covering both you and the couch like a heavy blanket. He wasn’t that much bigger than you, not really, but the slender antennae that rose from his brow added nearly a foot to his height, and the massive span of his wings dwarfed you even further. At his fullest and most stretched out, the way he was now, almost none of your body was exposed to the air save your hands as they lovingly ran up and down his back. 

Asco let out a low, contented rumble that made your whole body shake when your wandering fingers carefully combed through the fluffy pseudo-fur that covered most of his body. The long fibrous scales may have been soft and supple, almost like hair, but they were still just as delicate as the shimmering flats of his wings. Even though Asco protested at how gentle you always were, insisting that he wasn’t that easily breakable, you’d just laugh and kiss whatever part of him was closest to you. You’d murmur something about him being too precious to risk and he would grumble something about you being overdramatic, antennae twitching with embarrassment the whole time. 

The sounds of pleasure rolling from Asco quieted to a soft buzz as you kept your hands moving over him, palms flat as you smoothed them along the length of his back, pausing over his ribcage to let the sound vibrate through them. He groaned under his breath when you started up again. You relished in the feeling of his body under your hands, the dip of his spine and soft chub at his waist, hands wandering all the way down to his hips. His breath quickened as you let your fingers just barely skate over the top of his butt. 

“Keep doing that,” he said, turning his face so that it was pressed flush with the side of your neck.

You grinned. “Keep doing what? This?” You slid your hands down again to rest teasingly on his ass. 

He answered by snuggling closer to you, if that was even possible, wiggling his hips up into your touch. The motion moved you both just enough that the ruff of scales around his neck covered your face. The mass of black fluff filled your mouth and nose when you inhaled and sent you spluttering, spitting and swiping the fibres away. 

“Are you okay?” Asco propped himself up to check that you were okay, eyes red and luminous in the low light of the room.

“I’m fine.” You tilted your head up to kiss him on the chin before pulling back and plastering a comically hurt expression all over your face. “Except for the fact that my beloved boyfriend just tried to smother me alive.”

The ghost of a grin pulled his lips back enough to show the edge of his teeth before he matched your look with an equally absurd look of betrayal. “No, my master plan! How could you have found out? Now I have no choice but to finish the job!”

You had no time to process his threat before he attacked you with a barrage of tickly kisses on every inch of skin that he could reach. The feeling of his lips against your face and neck made you shriek with laughter and squirm helplessly beneath him. You swatted at his butt in a feigned attempt to fight him off, earning a nip to the underside of jaw in return. 

When your ribs started to hurt from laughing so hard, you went limp beneath him. “Truce!” You gasped out. “You win, sweetheart, you win.”

“Aha, I have bested this fearsome beast!” Asco crowed, smiling so widely that you could see all of his teeth. His antennae waved above his head, and in the excitement his huge wings were fluttering ever so slightly above the two of you in a show of glee and pride. The dark brown scales shimmered ever so slightly, the lace-like band of white across their middle catching the light of the TV with each movement. 

You giggled at the preening display, throwing your arm across your face in mock surrender. “I, the most dangerous and terrifying creature known to man, have never been defeated before. What a big, strong being you must be to have laid me out so easily! Why, I daresay that you deserve some sort of reward for your bravery and strength.” 

Raising your arm enough to peek out from behind, you fluttered your eyelashes and puckered your lips in a very not-subtle hint. The brilliant grin splitting Asco’s face dropped to something warmer, softer. Less filled with glee but overflowing with so much undisguised affection that you nearly had to turn away. He cupped your face in one of his clawed hands and lowered himself down slowly until his lips met yours in a sweet kiss. You had to fight the desire to immediately open your mouth to him, knowing that he would want to keep this moment soft and quiet for as long as possible. His fingers, longer than a human’s and tipped with needle-like claws, cradled the back of your skull with a kind of gentleness that was almost terrifying in its intensity. Even as his lips moved with yours, slowly stoking the heat between you, he held you like you were unspeakably precious, like you were delicate and easily breakable, like harming you would be unforgivable. 

Overwhelmed with emotion, you almost missed the first time that his thin tongue flickered out to brush against the seam of your lips. But you didn’t miss the second, and you certainly didn’t miss the opportunity to open your mouth and lick the edge of his lips in kind. He pulled you closer to him, deepening the kiss even further, taking your bottom lip between his sharp teeth and tugging gently before returning to twine his tongue around mouth. The feeling of the thin tendril tugging on your tongue made the edges of your mind go fuzzy and you couldn’t hold back the pitchy whine that slipped from your throat. This move was not new, and you knew that Asco knew that it drove you wild, proved by the slight curl of his lips when he felt your cock harden between you. His hold on you shifted to cradle the back of your neck, tilting your head back to deepen the kiss even further, that devilish tongue twisting even more to caress the roof of your mouth. Never one to be outdone, you ran your hands from where they had been resting placidly at his waist to the lush swell of his ass. 

An almost imperceptible shiver rippled through Asco at the gentle pressure you put on his buttcheeks, his muscles tensing up and making his scales and wings shudder. His hips pressed into yours, a movement that you wholeheartedly encouraged by tightening your hold on him. His skin was hot beneath your hands as you massaged his ass with a firm grip. Each squeeze pulled his hips against yours, his arousal obvious with how his hand on your neck twitched and the way he grew hotter and hotter against you. You kept grinding him down onto you, fingers dipping down to skirt over his hole, relishing in the sparks shooting up your spine and the fact that you could feel the spear-like head of Asco’s cock slipping out of his sheath. 

After a particularly devious squeeze, pressing your fingers into the meat of his ass to spread him open and let the cool air of the room hit his hole, Asco broke away from the kiss with a wet smack. He was panting hard, chest stuttering with every breath, eyes glowing with ruby fire. “Can I suck your dick?”

“Yes, please.”

The massive hand on the nape of your neck moved to hold your hips and pull you tight against him. He cradled you to his chest as he stood up, putting you down for barely long enough to pull your pants and underwear down, before picking your back up and flopping down onto the couch, sprawled so that he was laying on his back with you straddling his waist, his wings fanned out over the back of the couch and down onto the floor. Their huge coffee-coloured expanse, split down the middle with a delicate band of pearly white, never ceased to make you stop in your tracks and admire them. You couldn’t help yourself from reaching up and delicately tracing the upper curve of one of them from where it arched up over his shoulder. It was only a few seconds before an insistent tap on your spine broke your focus.

“I know my tongue is long, but even I can’t suck your dick from this far away.” His antennae flicked with amusement. 

You leaned down to steal one for last quick kiss before crawling up his body and settling yourself over the very top of his chest. Your cock was mostly hard where it bobbed in between you, and it stiffened just a little more when Asco brought his hands up to hold your hips and guide you closer to his face so that your shaft lay against the side of his jaw. His fingers were long enough that they dipped into your crack with his thumbs curled lovingly around towards your stomach, just another thing about him that drove you wild. 

His scarlet eyes fluttered shut as he moved his head to take you into his mouth. He moaned loudly around you, the vibrations buzzing through your sensitive flesh through the velvety roof of his mouth. Your breath caught slightly in your throat. He hollowed his cheeks around you and began sucking, sliding his mouth along the length of your cock with near-painful care and slowness. You could feel pleasure building in the pit of your stomach, the feeling glacial with how slowly he was moving. His eyes couldn’t stay closed or open for very long, his lids fluttering erratically as he worked you over. 

Even through the dark fuzz covering his face and body, you saw his skin darkening with flush when you bucked your hips into his mouth involuntarily at the feeling of his slender tongue wrapping around the base of your head. 

“You’re–ah– so good at this, love.”

The little praise made Asco’s body twitch beneath you, and he moaned again, the sound muffled by your dick. 

You smiled down at him and stroked the side of his face, rubbing the fluff on his cheekbones between your fingers. “My wonderful, sweet darling.”

Asco’s eyes flashed as he tugged your hips to sink your cock all the way into the heat of his mouth. A strangled gasp tore from your mouth as he wrapped his tongue around your shaft, the sudden flash of pleasure making you jolt forward and grip the arm of the couch behind his head. The grip on your ass tightened, edged with the claws that Asco was always so careful with. The coils of his tongue began curling over and around your dick, steadily bringing the low simmer in your blood to a rolling boil as he milked you closer to orgasm. Moans poured out of you with every other breath, and your hips were stuttering up and into Asco’s mouth constantly. Spit bubbled up at the edges of his lips as he gurgled around you, his throat rippling around your head. Pleasure, white-hot in intensity, burned through you. 

“Oh shit! Sweetheart, I’m gonna cum.”

Asco kept sucking as hard as he could until the first wave of your climax started, pulling off of you and closing his eyes so that you could finish on his face. You shuddered as the orgasm washed through you, cum sticking in the scales of his face and hanging from the fluff of his antennae. His tongue whipped out of his mouth to lick some of the thick seed into his mouth, and he smiled radiantly up at you. 

You could barely hold yourself up long enough to scoot down and flop down onto his chest. The warm crook of his neck, lush with thick fluff, seemed like a perfect place to be right then, so you nuzzled up under his chin and kissed the underside of his jaw sweetly. You could feel his own cock was still hard and leaking against your leg. 

“Do you want me to handle that, sweetheart?” you crooned to him, fingers tracing small circles into his hip. 

A warm rumble of contentment rolled through his chest. “You don’t have to. You just came, you can relax.”

“Baby, you just gave me one of the best blowjobs I’ve ever had – which I can’t even be surprised about anymore considering how fucking good you are at them – and I’d like to return the favour. May I?”

Large, warm arms wrapped around you and cradled you close to his body again. “Not this time. I just wanted to make you feel good today.”

You snuggled closer to him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “Well you certainly succeeded in that.” 

Asco chuckled, tilting his face to kiss the top of your head. You stayed there for as long as you could stand, soaking in each other’s warmth for several long moments until the feeling of sweat cooling on your skin made you pull back. “Okay, as nice as this is, we gotta go wash up.”

“Nooooo,” he groaned, pulling you back down onto him. “I just want to keep cuddling.”

You giggled at his protests, pulling back again and rolling off of him to stand up. “I know, my love, so do I. But we both know that if you don’t have a shower now you’re going to be bitching about being dirty for the rest of the night.”