[Aziraphale would probably just remind Crowley that if the Almighty hasn't checked in with them by now, it's a safe bet She's either indifferent to the change in their relationship, or silently approving. Not that wants to make a habit of taking Her name in vain, or swearing in general, but Crowley's lovemaking tends to override his sensibilities, always in the best of ways.
His eyes flutter shut, then open again curiously while Crowley adjusts himself upon his lap. He squeezes Crowley's hip once to check in, then blushes at the compliment.]
It must be my love for you shining through.
[He hums happily into the kiss, and as Crowley pulls back to keep him from slipping out, the angel lifts his hips up, ensuring that they remain connected. He holds onto Crowley a little more firmly, but not so tight as to restrict his movements.]
Try kissing me again, darling. I already miss you.
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His eyes flutter shut, then open again curiously while Crowley adjusts himself upon his lap. He squeezes Crowley's hip once to check in, then blushes at the compliment.]
It must be my love for you shining through.
[He hums happily into the kiss, and as Crowley pulls back to keep him from slipping out, the angel lifts his hips up, ensuring that they remain connected. He holds onto Crowley a little more firmly, but not so tight as to restrict his movements.]
Try kissing me again, darling. I already miss you.