[Aziraphale relaxes at Crowley's touch, even before he's drawn in for a kiss. It's safe to start with their wings, they've brought those close together before. And Aziraphale has been itching for an excuse to see Crowley's wings again, maybe even brush through them with his fingers.
It'll be a bit before he says so, accepting the invitation of Crowley's sweet, open mouth first and needing his tongue for other things. Finally, he sits back again, licking his own lips and looking much more approving of the idea.]
You've convinced me, dear. Just -- do be careful. There's only so much room in here for our wings.
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It'll be a bit before he says so, accepting the invitation of Crowley's sweet, open mouth first and needing his tongue for other things. Finally, he sits back again, licking his own lips and looking much more approving of the idea.]
You've convinced me, dear. Just -- do be careful. There's only so much room in here for our wings.