[ Crowley manages to nod his head. His 'visits' have become more and more frequent these days, spanning several days where the only times he stopped by his Mayfair flat are to water his water his plants.
Another talk they'll need to have someday. Not today - or at the very least, not this minute. Maybe he'll just bring up the subject of letting some of his fussier plants into the shop where he can keep an eye on them. Before they get too complacent.
The thoughts are lost in a rush of incoherent noises coming from the demon as Aziraphale massages his scalp. Once again, he is absolute putty in his hands, rubbing his back up against Aziraphale's chest. ]
Always been a quick study, clever bassstard.
[ Normally he'd be embarrassed about the hissing, but in this state he's finding it hard to think about anything that isn't Aziraphale touching him, let alone have the mental fortitude to be embarrassed. ]
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Date: 2020-05-03 12:58 am (UTC)Another talk they'll need to have someday. Not today - or at the very least, not this minute. Maybe he'll just bring up the subject of letting some of his fussier plants into the shop where he can keep an eye on them. Before they get too complacent.
The thoughts are lost in a rush of incoherent noises coming from the demon as Aziraphale massages his scalp. Once again, he is absolute putty in his hands, rubbing his back up against Aziraphale's chest. ]
Always been a quick study, clever bassstard.
[ Normally he'd be embarrassed about the hissing, but in this state he's finding it hard to think about anything that isn't Aziraphale touching him, let alone have the mental fortitude to be embarrassed. ]
Hrrrrmmmgh - never stop please.