[That tender look on Aziraphale's face remains, his eyes full of more love than can possibly be contained in a mere corporation. He reaches up to trace Crowley's soft, genuine smile before leaning in and memorizing it on his lips.]
Thank you for giving me that time, dear. I won't waste another moment of it.
[He tucks in a little closer, then grimaces at the stickiness between them. Right, no one had taken care of that... a minor miracle and they're both clean.]
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Thank you for giving me that time, dear. I won't waste another moment of it.
[He tucks in a little closer, then grimaces at the stickiness between them. Right, no one had taken care of that... a minor miracle and they're both clean.]