Date: 2020-03-31 01:33 am (UTC)
lunchbreaks: (who dares to love forever)
From: [personal profile] lunchbreaks
They're not turquoise, they're barely blue.

[ He playfully swats at Crowley's arm.

Two can play at this game, as Aziraphale dramatically swoons.
]

Lustful demon! I resist, and yet, thy heated look doth hypnotize, and thy arms a fire stoke, til I, dove in the venomous mouth of a serpent, am succumb.
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