[It shouldn't be a surprise, not after this evening so far, but having Crowley come apart like that underneath his touch has the angel's heart thrumming with delight. He repeats the motion, then gently presses him onto his back, reversing their positions.]

I think you'll find my schedule to be free and clear of anything but you.

[If it's ridiculous, then let them be ridiculous together. Right now, there's nothing more that Aziraphale wants, either. He slides his lips to Crowley's neck, exploring there with teeth and tongue while one of his hands teases circles on the inside of his hip.]

If I can bring you a fraction of the pleasure you bring me, we'll never want to leave.