The sounds you make, love. Absolutely obscene. I adore every single one.
[ He does. He's spent millennia listening to Aziraphale moan sensually through his meals and it was music to his ears.
The process of smoothing new feathers, gently wiggling out old ones that still stubbornly hang by a thread, and massaging the joints is second nature to Crowley by now. He could make this quick and perfunctory and give Aziraphale the satisfaction of well-groomed wings in a matter of minutes. But that's not how they operate. The journey is just as important as the end goal, and Crowley draws it out as long as possible.
Finally he reaches his pinion on this side, and nuzzles up against it, laying kisses upon the joint, and stroking along the soft feathers. ]
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[ He does. He's spent millennia listening to Aziraphale moan sensually through his meals and it was music to his ears.
The process of smoothing new feathers, gently wiggling out old ones that still stubbornly hang by a thread, and massaging the joints is second nature to Crowley by now. He could make this quick and perfunctory and give Aziraphale the satisfaction of well-groomed wings in a matter of minutes. But that's not how they operate. The journey is just as important as the end goal, and Crowley draws it out as long as possible.
Finally he reaches his pinion on this side, and nuzzles up against it, laying kisses upon the joint, and stroking along the soft feathers. ]