[It is such a strange sort of thrill, to be the ardent object of Crowley's masturbatory fantasies, that Aziraphale almost looks abashed, ducking his gaze and biting back a smile. Good thing he's finding out about this now, after they've made love, or he would have been ridiculously self-conscious. He still is, a bit, but Crowley's kiss melts away any trepidation, leaving him in a pleasant daze.]
...simple? What do you suggest?
[It honestly seems a bit superfluous, to touch himself when he has a ready and willing Crowley to do it for him, but he likes the idea of adding to Crowley's 'list'.]
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...simple? What do you suggest?
[It honestly seems a bit superfluous, to touch himself when he has a ready and willing Crowley to do it for him, but he likes the idea of adding to Crowley's 'list'.]