Date: 2020-03-31 02:13 am (UTC)
inlovewithmycar: (heart eyes under the shades)
Haven't got venom, m'a constrictor. Could definitely eat you up though, dove.

[ And thus Crowley constricts, hugging Aziraphale close and mouthing exaggerated 'bites' over the side of his face, his ear, down his neck and over his shoulder. There is nothing Crowley is more enthusiastic about putting in his mouth than Aziraphale. ]

Mmm - very tassssty. Whatever shall you do in my wicked clutches...?
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