Date: 2020-05-09 01:12 am (UTC)
inlovewithmycar: (To the world)
[ Crowley loves this, the cuddling is especially nice and it cuts off a mock indignant rant about just who exactly has actually been plying their wiles all these years.

He feels lax and boneless, content and warm and very safe in Aziraphale's arms, regardless of what's happening in his groin at the moment. He ignores it, of course. He's gotten very used to ignoring the persistent little bugger for several millennia and it's quite second nature at this point.
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Mm. Pack a hamper, take a drive, and it'll be just you, me, our nibbles, and a whole expanse of shore and sun.
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