[ As if Crowley doesn't already know that Aziraphale is ensnared by him. He tangles his hands in Crowley's hair and pulls him down for a lingering kiss, drinks him in like his favorite wine.
And then he ends it, clearing his throat and motioning away. ]
Shall we... the cake?
[ He starts to move upstairs, hand on Crowley's chest as he moves. ]
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Date: 2020-03-30 03:23 am (UTC)And then he ends it, clearing his throat and motioning away. ]
Shall we... the cake?
[ He starts to move upstairs, hand on Crowley's chest as he moves. ]