[Crowley's initial reaction reminds Aziraphale, oddly enough, of their first encounter on Eden's wall, when the angel admitted that he had given his sword away, and just like then, he finds himself feeling a little defensive. It's not as though he thinks of himself as morally superior for remaining chaste. It was a defense mechanism, a way to remain in denial that much longer about his feelings, to keep himself and Crowley safe for another day.
But then Crowley is kissing him, so happy and pleased and sweetly reassuring, that Aziraphale feels himself relaxing back into the demon's embrace.]
You're never going to let me live that down, are you?
[His smile turns genuine, the awkwardness at the edges of it disappearing.]
Well, not entirely. I've kissed a few humans, here and there. The rare times it's become too heated, I'd have to stop, because it wouldn't feel right. But I have to say, everything so far with you has been breathtaking. I never thought it wouldn't be, honestly.
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Date: 2020-07-27 12:23 pm (UTC)But then Crowley is kissing him, so happy and pleased and sweetly reassuring, that Aziraphale feels himself relaxing back into the demon's embrace.]
You're never going to let me live that down, are you?
[His smile turns genuine, the awkwardness at the edges of it disappearing.]
Well, not entirely. I've kissed a few humans, here and there. The rare times it's become too heated, I'd have to stop, because it wouldn't feel right. But I have to say, everything so far with you has been breathtaking. I never thought it wouldn't be, honestly.