Date: 2020-03-16 01:53 am (UTC)
inlovewithmycar: (tips hat m'angel)
[ Guided by Aziraphale's well-manicured hands, Crowley rolls his hips up against that sumptuous tush. He took to nibbling his earlobe, and put on his huskiest, most tempting voice - ]

Angel, you can undress me any time you like.

[ -And then he remembers exactly who he is talking to. He can just picture a mischievous glint in bright blue eyes after being dressed down to his black skivvies in the middle of the Ritz and a plummy voice far too pleased saying "well you did say any time, dear" and decides it best to amend his previous statement. ]

...Any time not in public, I mean.
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