Oh, I don't know. Lends a bit of a roguish charm to the whole ensemble.
[ With one last nuzzle to Aziraphale's cheek before being set down, Crowley does indeed make himself very comfortable.
He flops back, settling into the mountain of cushions and wriggling around on the divinely soft sheets. The bed certainly meets with the connoisseur of sleep's approval; it's deliciously cozy and he constantly catches Aziraphale's scent in the cushions. He would go so far as to say as there is no other bed he'd rather be in again. ]
Y'know, this bed is rather nice. Have you tried your hand at sleeping?
[ He pops the top few buttons on his functionally useless waistcoat and miracles his trousers off into the ether since there would be no physically getting them off otherwise. This reveals his cherry red boxer briefs, which also have printed across the waistband in Aziraphale's distinct, neat scrawl;
Property of the Principality Aziraphale
Crowley grins, quite content to watch Aziraphale strip down to his skivvies, while leaving the angel's prior handiwork on full display.
The sock garters are a particularly nice touch. Aziraphale always did look like a Leyendecker ad; so prim, proper and utterly sensual. ]
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Date: 2020-03-20 01:06 am (UTC)[ With one last nuzzle to Aziraphale's cheek before being set down, Crowley does indeed make himself very comfortable.
He flops back, settling into the mountain of cushions and wriggling around on the divinely soft sheets. The bed certainly meets with the connoisseur of sleep's approval; it's deliciously cozy and he constantly catches Aziraphale's scent in the cushions. He would go so far as to say as there is no other bed he'd rather be in again. ]
Y'know, this bed is rather nice. Have you tried your hand at sleeping?
[ He pops the top few buttons on his functionally useless waistcoat and miracles his trousers off into the ether since there would be no physically getting them off otherwise. This reveals his cherry red boxer briefs, which also have printed across the waistband in Aziraphale's distinct, neat scrawl;
Property of the Principality Aziraphale
Crowley grins, quite content to watch Aziraphale strip down to his skivvies, while leaving the angel's prior handiwork on full display.
The sock garters are a particularly nice touch. Aziraphale always did look like a Leyendecker ad; so prim, proper and utterly sensual. ]