[Aziraphale looks a bit thoughtful at that.]

Now that you mention it, I never saw him actually read any of the reports I sent him over the years...

[He shrugs dismissively, not wanting to waste another moment on contemplating Gabriel's literacy when there is a warm, undulating Crowley beneath him. Propping himself up on an elbow, he makes a great show of considering his options before tapping his smiling lips.]

I think right here would do nicely, darling.