[No matter the fact that he was literally grinding against Crowley just a few moments ago, it's the soppy kisses and words of endearment that have him blushing like mad. He smiles bashfully and carries Crowley out of the bathroom, careful to keep his gangly body from hitting the door frame.]
I'd be a bit more dashing without my trousers undone...
[He'd argue the whole 'gallant' thing as well. The fur-lined cloak was very nice, but good luck getting him in a clanking suit of armor ever again.
But, it is terribly sweet that Crowley thinks so. And it definitely appeals to his romantic nature to carry his dear demon over the threshold of his bedroom. There is a bed, as promised, Victorian style with soft dove gray sheets and a plethora of pillows against the headboard. Aziraphale sets Crowley upon it, then shrugs out of his open shirt and waistcoat, folding them up and laying them on a dressing chair. (Well, on the books on the dressing chair.) Then he slips out of his trousers, revealing his plain briefs in their full glory, as well as the fact that he's wearing sock garters.]
Make yourself as comfortable as you like, darling.
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I'd be a bit more dashing without my trousers undone...
[He'd argue the whole 'gallant' thing as well. The fur-lined cloak was very nice, but good luck getting him in a clanking suit of armor ever again.
But, it is terribly sweet that Crowley thinks so. And it definitely appeals to his romantic nature to carry his dear demon over the threshold of his bedroom. There is a bed, as promised, Victorian style with soft dove gray sheets and a plethora of pillows against the headboard. Aziraphale sets Crowley upon it, then shrugs out of his open shirt and waistcoat, folding them up and laying them on a dressing chair. (Well, on the books on the dressing chair.) Then he slips out of his trousers, revealing his plain briefs in their full glory, as well as the fact that he's wearing sock garters.]
Make yourself as comfortable as you like, darling.