[Crowley gets to see just how far Aziraphale's blush goes when he's wolf-whistled, but he keeps any protests to himself as he wiggles a little space for himself into the mattress. Crowley's simple touches to his wings are enough to spark that coming in from the cold feeling he had felt earlier, and he sighs blissfully, relaxing against the foam wedge and the bedsheets.
At least until Crowley bites him, right on the rear! He yelps and swats at him playfully with a wing, careful not to actually knock him off the bed.]
Naughty! That's nowhere near my wings.
[He stifles a laugh and settles back down, letting Crowley get to work. He's only a little stiff, barely noticeable and already relaxing in Crowley's capable hands.]
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Date: 2020-05-11 11:39 pm (UTC)At least until Crowley bites him, right on the rear! He yelps and swats at him playfully with a wing, careful not to actually knock him off the bed.]
Naughty! That's nowhere near my wings.
[He stifles a laugh and settles back down, letting Crowley get to work. He's only a little stiff, barely noticeable and already relaxing in Crowley's capable hands.]
Mmm, that's lovely.