[ Crowley's in a pleasant stupor when Aziraphale pulls away, trying to chase his lips until he realizes the angel is speaking. ]
Carried away...
[ He echoes, blinking slowly until the world comes back into focus. ]
Yeah, no, don't apologize for that, love. Please continue to get carried away. If you've got a bed buried under all these books, I wouldn't object to being carried away there.
[ Prompted by the tug at his lapels, Crowley eagerly shrugs off the jacket, careful not to jostle the various bottles and jars any more than they already had. Aziraphale took such good care of his things, and Crowley is loathe to see any of his treasures damaged again. ]
Like you said, bath'll keep.
[ And even if it didn't, they could always just run a new one. ]
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Date: 2020-03-18 05:33 pm (UTC)Carried away...
[ He echoes, blinking slowly until the world comes back into focus. ]
Yeah, no, don't apologize for that, love. Please continue to get carried away. If you've got a bed buried under all these books, I wouldn't object to being carried away there.
[ Prompted by the tug at his lapels, Crowley eagerly shrugs off the jacket, careful not to jostle the various bottles and jars any more than they already had. Aziraphale took such good care of his things, and Crowley is loathe to see any of his treasures damaged again. ]
Like you said, bath'll keep.
[ And even if it didn't, they could always just run a new one. ]