[ Aziraphale's little wiggle into his palms is all the invitation Crowley needs to grab a couple of handfuls and squeezing just above his thighs. ]
Might've been. The whole weird fixation on parents seemed a bit off though. Methinks Dr. Freud might've been projecting a little. ...Or a lot, actually.
[ He mouths over Aziraphale's throat, licking into that dip in his collarbone. Crowley really cannot seem to get enough of him. ]
Might've had a few slips myself, every now and then.
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Date: 2020-06-13 09:50 pm (UTC)Might've been. The whole weird fixation on parents seemed a bit off though. Methinks Dr. Freud might've been projecting a little. ...Or a lot, actually.
[ He mouths over Aziraphale's throat, licking into that dip in his collarbone. Crowley really cannot seem to get enough of him. ]
Might've had a few slips myself, every now and then.