[ Oh, Crowley is watching alright, as though he could ever peel his eyes off Aziraphale. And he is so close to losing it, he actually has to bite down on his knuckles. Those little glances as Aziraphale lets go and enjoys pulling his own theatrics - Crowley loves every second of it. ]
Methinks this kestrel angel has a voracious appetite for serpents. No snake's sweet swallow art thou, but a swallower of snakes?
[ He wraps Aziraphale in his arms, kissing into the crook of his neck. It's so lovely and warm to hold him while dressed in his cardigan. ]
My coils keep you, and we'll see what dove's down doth disguise.
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Date: 2020-03-31 05:16 am (UTC)Methinks this kestrel angel has a voracious appetite for serpents. No snake's sweet swallow art thou, but a swallower of snakes?
[ He wraps Aziraphale in his arms, kissing into the crook of his neck. It's so lovely and warm to hold him while dressed in his cardigan. ]
My coils keep you, and we'll see what dove's down doth disguise.