[ Oh that has no business being as good as it is. Crowley whimpers something that might have been an attempt at words, but come out as a string of high-pitched vowels. He can feel Aziraphale's breath against his neck, and it's ever so nice. ]
'Nk you.
[ The kiss, and then the brushing leaves Crowley much more relaxed, eyes fluttering open and shut from the sheer pleasure of Aziraphale's touch.
It doesn't look like Aziraphale's effect on the demon is going to be changing any time soon. ]
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'Nk you.
[ The kiss, and then the brushing leaves Crowley much more relaxed, eyes fluttering open and shut from the sheer pleasure of Aziraphale's touch.
It doesn't look like Aziraphale's effect on the demon is going to be changing any time soon. ]