[ Crowley beams, carding his fingers through the mess of soft curls. They're at the point where they're wearing each other's clothes. That didn't take long at all. No complaints on Crowley's end at all. ]
Don't even remember. Some gift shop, I think? Hmmrgh - that feels good, angel.
[ Slotted together like this, drifting together through the warmth and safety of the shop with the music in the background - Aziraphale's nose tickling against his throat - Crowley's eyes flutter close. ]
Might just have to whisk you away. Ensnare you with my devilish wiles.
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Date: 2020-03-30 03:17 am (UTC)Don't even remember. Some gift shop, I think? Hmmrgh - that feels good, angel.
[ Slotted together like this, drifting together through the warmth and safety of the shop with the music in the background - Aziraphale's nose tickling against his throat - Crowley's eyes flutter close. ]
Might just have to whisk you away. Ensnare you with my devilish wiles.