[So the salesperson that Aziraphale spoke to about bedding was right; one can never have too many pillows. He feels cushioned on all sides and can't help but luxuriate properly in that soft, warm nest that they've made for themselves. The elbow under his knee is a surprise, but he wraps his leg around Crowley's hip securely, as directed. He immediately feels the effect this has on the position of Crowley's fingers and whines appreciatively.]
Ah! You're so clever, darling...
[There's another whine when Crowley pulls out his fingers, this time not so appreciatively. Petulantly, is more like it. He pouts for the scant second it takes for the demon to offer a far better trade.
Looking up into Crowley's eyes, he smiles with such brightness in his eyes that there isn't any doubt how much he wants this, too.]
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Ah! You're so clever, darling...
[There's another whine when Crowley pulls out his fingers, this time not so appreciatively. Petulantly, is more like it. He pouts for the scant second it takes for the demon to offer a far better trade.
Looking up into Crowley's eyes, he smiles with such brightness in his eyes that there isn't any doubt how much he wants this, too.]
We are. Please, Crowley. I'm ready for you.