[Aziraphale gives Crowley's hand a little squeeze, quietly amazed at how such a simple touch can mean so much. He felt the same way when he took Crowley's hand on the bus ride back to London. He'll probably always feel that way, each and every time.]
I could also return the favor. My tongue isn't as dexterous as yours, but I do have a lot of experience using it on fine delicacies.
[He gives Crowley a cheeky grin, offset a bit by his blushing. Tasting Crowley is a pleasure of a different sort than eating, but the comparison amuses him.
Sensing that softness, he presses a kiss to Crowley's forehead and scratches gently at his scalp, encouraging the demon to relax further.]
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Date: 2020-07-10 01:30 pm (UTC)I could also return the favor. My tongue isn't as dexterous as yours, but I do have a lot of experience using it on fine delicacies.
[He gives Crowley a cheeky grin, offset a bit by his blushing. Tasting Crowley is a pleasure of a different sort than eating, but the comparison amuses him.
Sensing that softness, he presses a kiss to Crowley's forehead and scratches gently at his scalp, encouraging the demon to relax further.]
Possibilities? What are you thinking, dear?