[ Crowley glances down at the angel's half-hard state and gives a saucy wink, never able to resist an opportunity to pamper or be pampered by Aziraphale. slinging on his own robe. It's red and shiny and so short it can barely be considered a robe. He certainly doesn't bother closing it, instead wrapping his hair up in the towel. ]
Bed's good. Best even. Just -
[ He snaps his finger, a sizable wedge-shaped pillow appearing on their bed, the kind perfect for sprawling face down on for getting a good massage. Or in this case, a good wing grooming. ]
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[ Crowley glances down at the angel's half-hard state and gives a saucy wink, never able to resist an opportunity to pamper or be pampered by Aziraphale. slinging on his own robe. It's red and shiny and so short it can barely be considered a robe. He certainly doesn't bother closing it, instead wrapping his hair up in the towel. ]
Bed's good. Best even. Just -
[ He snaps his finger, a sizable wedge-shaped pillow appearing on their bed, the kind perfect for sprawling face down on for getting a good massage. Or in this case, a good wing grooming. ]