Good Omens Behind The Scenes Video Of Crowley (David Tennant) Going Through The Phone Line

Good evening, I can't stop thinking about Simon going brain dead as he fucks you :)

Like, just imagine. You're on your elbows and knees as Simon's hitting it from behind, when suddenly you feel something wet land on your back. You know it's not him finishing given the fact that he's still buried deep inside you, so you look back over your shoulder to see what the hell that was you just felt.

And when you turn around, the sight that greets you is one for the ages. There's Simon, eyes unfocused and glazed over, mouth hanging wide open in the most fucked-out expression you've ever witnessed. He looks like he's never had an intelligent thought in his life; like he's been reverted back to a primitive brain, whose only drives are to eat, breathe, and fuck.

As you watch him rut into you like a sex-crazed animal, it's then you spy the source of the mystery liquid dripping onto your back. There, dribbling steadily from Simon's ajar mouth, flows a thick stream of drool. It leads down from his bottom lip in long, viscous ribbons, landing and settling itself along the curve of your spine. If he even notices (which, by the look on his face, he's too far gone for such higher-order thinking processes) then he doesn't care. He just lets his spit pour freely from his open mouth, like some kind wild beast that's got its eyes locked onto its next meal.

Simon is so mentally checked out that he can't even hear you as you gently say his name. No, all he can think about – all his shriveled little monkey brain can focus on at this moment – is how fucking good you feel around him and how fucking badly he needs to fill you up.

When Simon does finally cum, he can only manage a garbled string of grunts and groans that doesn't even come close to resembling human speech. After three, four, five thrusts as deep into you as possible, his whole body is shaking, and his trembling limbs give out.

He collapses on top of you without a second's consideration of his size, pinning you to the mattress beneath his warm, heavy frame. You can still feel him drooling a little as his face comes to rest in the crook of your neck, the mess on your lower back getting smeared between your bodies.

It's hard for you to breathe being trapped under Simon's weight like that, so you try lightly tapping him on the head to ask him to roll off you. Unfortunately, I'm afraid it's no use trying to gain his attention right now. You're going to have to give him a few minutes to collect himself, love.

The poor guy just fucked himself stupid, after all.

Better keep out, Crowley is not in a good mood. --- I started this art with the idea of devotion, yet it somehow ended up turning into possessiveness in the process.

@goodomensafterdark

Season 1 in a nutshell.

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Watching "A Companion to Owls" for the millionth time, and I just dissolved in a fit of laughter. Cause I never thought about it but, of course Azirpahale turned the crows back into goats while gloating and making one of his bitchiest faces, leaving them as sitting ducks (ok no, sitting goats) while a massive storm blows everything away.

"Crowley you can’t kill the goats!" *kills their chances of escaping and enjoys a whole ox in the comfort of the cellar*

*distant goat screams *

*doing paperwork late at night*

Price: This is homophobic

Laswell: … we are three minutes into June and you’re already on your bullshit

Price, pointing at her: Homophobic

Laswell: I HAVE A WIFE JOHN

Price: DOES SHE KNOW SHE MARRIED A HOMOPHOBE?

Ghost, sitting in the corner: I want to go to bed

This is beautiful

Hebden Bridge, Calderdale, West Yorkshire (England)

Sits in silence, 20 cm apart, absolutely not talking about their feelings.

This is not enemies to lovers. This is emotionally constipated immortal soulmates to lovers.

My gf and I just had a full-blown argument on weather this 🍒 was tits or balls and now I need to know.

I think it’s balls but she begs to differ…

… 😳👀 ……………………

nasty

Wanna be mutualls?? Mustaul pls🥺🥺🥺

Of course 🥰🥰