[Crowley's whisper and tongue flick send a shiver all through his wings, both from the sensation itself and the promise of things to come.]
One thing at a time, dear --
[His words dissolve into another, deeply satisfied groan as Crowley gets to work on his other wing. Crowley is so blessedly good at this. No wonder his wings always look so well-groomed, if he's using his nimble skills on his own wings. He rolls his hips again, luxuriating in the feel of Crowley's hands on his feathers.]
-- don't let me distract you from the task at hand.
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One thing at a time, dear --
[His words dissolve into another, deeply satisfied groan as Crowley gets to work on his other wing. Crowley is so blessedly good at this. No wonder his wings always look so well-groomed, if he's using his nimble skills on his own wings. He rolls his hips again, luxuriating in the feel of Crowley's hands on his feathers.]
-- don't let me distract you from the task at hand.