[ Crowley feels a pleasant shiver down his spine, as though following the trajectory of Aziraphale's caress, and then gives the angel an appreciative once-over. He adored Aziraphale's corporation - handsome in a soft and warm bookish way, with such lovely and expressive eyes. It reflected the entity that inhabited it perfectly. ]
Oh, definitely off. Can't let you have all the fun.
[ His eyes fall once more to Aziraphale's arousal before he slips out the little scrap of red silk he calls a bathrobe and pointedly flings it into a corner of the bedroom.
...Their bedroom.
He suspects that even on their six millionth anniversary, Crowley will still find some new detail of their relationship to marvel over. ]
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Oh, definitely off. Can't let you have all the fun.
[ His eyes fall once more to Aziraphale's arousal before he slips out the little scrap of red silk he calls a bathrobe and pointedly flings it into a corner of the bedroom.
...Their bedroom.
He suspects that even on their six millionth anniversary, Crowley will still find some new detail of their relationship to marvel over. ]