Date: 2020-04-05 06:43 pm (UTC)
inlovewithmycar: (To the world)
[ Crowley gave a low hum of approval against Aziraphale's shoulder, loving the feeling of his fingers in his hair. ]

Mm, let's give them a bit of privacy for now. We have our own saucy epilogue.

[ Running his hand over his thigh, Crowley grins up at his angel. ]

...And if that's how you write drunk, I'd love to see what you do sober. You try your hand at any more?
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