[ Crowley echoes it with a soft, muffled laugh, quite liking the sound of it. Well, quite liking the sound of it from Aziraphale - he would probably be either appalled or indifferent to it from anyone else.
He goes nice and soft and relaxed as Aziraphale toys with his braid, his own fingers tracing a trail back and forth along Aziraphale's cheek. ]
Right. Risky. Yeah. You have to promise not to laugh, okay?
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[ Crowley echoes it with a soft, muffled laugh, quite liking the sound of it. Well, quite liking the sound of it from Aziraphale - he would probably be either appalled or indifferent to it from anyone else.
He goes nice and soft and relaxed as Aziraphale toys with his braid, his own fingers tracing a trail back and forth along Aziraphale's cheek. ]
Right. Risky. Yeah. You have to promise not to laugh, okay?