[ Crowley chuckles into the warmth of Aziraphale's shoulder. ]
Only a bit. You do love your little plea-
[ Crowley finds himself quite suddenly flat on his back, and his breath leaves him at the sight of Aziraphale giving him the same look he has when they come around with the dessert tray at the Ritz. Crowley is all too happy to tempt him to a helping or two, letting his hands fall to the angel's hips.
And then they're back to their prior discussion, and scrunches up in a fit of silent laughter, pulling Aziraphale down into his arms. ]
An eclair! I never would of thought of it, but it's a better match; got the cream filling and doesn't taste like absolute rubbish.
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Only a bit. You do love your little plea-
[ Crowley finds himself quite suddenly flat on his back, and his breath leaves him at the sight of Aziraphale giving him the same look he has when they come around with the dessert tray at the Ritz. Crowley is all too happy to tempt him to a helping or two, letting his hands fall to the angel's hips.
And then they're back to their prior discussion, and scrunches up in a fit of silent laughter, pulling Aziraphale down into his arms. ]
An eclair! I never would of thought of it, but it's a better match; got the cream filling and doesn't taste like absolute rubbish.