[If Aziraphale felt that it was too dangerous to even try, he would have stood his ground. (See: 105 years of his opinion on giving Crowley holy water.) But this? He'd be lying if he said he didn't want to try.
And so, when Crowley unfurls his wings, he watches with a soft-eyed wonder. It never tires, to see Crowley's wings. They truly are magnificent, although he'd disagree that the rest was somehow less than worthy. He thought so even the first time that they met, atop the wall of Eden. Heaven had insisted that demons were ugly creatures, twisted by their evil nature, and it was true that most other demons were unpleasant to look at (and smell, in Hastur's case), but not Crowley.
He makes a sound of surprise that quickly turns to one of deep contentment when those warm, sleek wings fold around him. He reaches out with a hand, pausing millimeters from those shiny black feathers, gaze shifting to Crowley's eyes, seeking permission.]
i haven't flown in ages, either. You'd... like to do that with me? [He laughs self-consciously.] You have to promise not to tease me if I can't keep up. Always been a bit of a slowpoke in the skies.
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And so, when Crowley unfurls his wings, he watches with a soft-eyed wonder. It never tires, to see Crowley's wings. They truly are magnificent, although he'd disagree that the rest was somehow less than worthy. He thought so even the first time that they met, atop the wall of Eden. Heaven had insisted that demons were ugly creatures, twisted by their evil nature, and it was true that most other demons were unpleasant to look at (and smell, in Hastur's case), but not Crowley.
He makes a sound of surprise that quickly turns to one of deep contentment when those warm, sleek wings fold around him. He reaches out with a hand, pausing millimeters from those shiny black feathers, gaze shifting to Crowley's eyes, seeking permission.]
i haven't flown in ages, either. You'd... like to do that with me? [He laughs self-consciously.] You have to promise not to tease me if I can't keep up. Always been a bit of a slowpoke in the skies.