[It is both a relief and intensely arousing to know that he's having the exact same effect on Crowley. And, oh, how Crowley can writhe. It's putting all sorts of filthy images in Aziraphale's mind, things that Nicholson Baker wished he had the skill to properly describe.
Then, rather suddenly, his thoughts catch up with his actions and he breaks off the kiss, panting and flushed all down his chest, looking almost baffled at his behavior.]
Ah! Sorry, I -- I got carried away...
[He smoothes out the lapels beneath his clutches, then pushes at Crowley's jacket, gently but insistently.]
Perhaps we can save the bath for later? The water will keep.
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Then, rather suddenly, his thoughts catch up with his actions and he breaks off the kiss, panting and flushed all down his chest, looking almost baffled at his behavior.]
Ah! Sorry, I -- I got carried away...
[He smoothes out the lapels beneath his clutches, then pushes at Crowley's jacket, gently but insistently.]
Perhaps we can save the bath for later? The water will keep.