Date: 2020-05-11 06:41 pm (UTC)
inlovewithmycar: (tips hat m'angel)
[ Crowley is all too happy to lead Aziraphale along, arm around his waist and help him get comfortably settled.

When the angel shucks off the fluffy robe, it earns him a wold-whistle. When his wings come out, there is a soft gasp. Crowley admires them for a time, gliding his fingers gently over the feathers.
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I don't think I'll ever get tired of seeing these. ...Or this.

[ Crowley settles comfortably alongside Aziraphale, trailing a few achingly tender kisses along his back before sinking his teeth into one plush and perfect cheek. He grins, sitting up again to turn his attention back to Aziraphale's wings, going along with his business with an air of exaggerated professionalism, carefully folding the first joint in Aziraphale's wing to test for any stiffness. ]
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