[Aziraphale squirms appreciatively at those neck kisses, loving the attention that Crowley always seeks to lavish on him. There is indeed a bit of mischief in him, as he sets aside his wine glass so that he can reach back and wrap a finger around Crowley's braid.]
A game? And what are the rules, dear? How many guesses do I get?
[They've played games like this before, ways to pass the time and reminisce over a bottle or three of wine. Aziraphale thinks it's jolly fun, and perhaps an easier path for Crowley to reveal what sort of sentimental treasures he has hidden away. He smiles, gently tugging the braid so that the tip of it tickles his shoulder.]
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Date: 2020-07-26 01:27 am (UTC)A game? And what are the rules, dear? How many guesses do I get?
[They've played games like this before, ways to pass the time and reminisce over a bottle or three of wine. Aziraphale thinks it's jolly fun, and perhaps an easier path for Crowley to reveal what sort of sentimental treasures he has hidden away. He smiles, gently tugging the braid so that the tip of it tickles his shoulder.]
And what do I get if I win?