Date: 2020-03-11 03:08 pm (UTC)
inlovewithmycar: (Superfluous Crowley noises)
Really? You with your creature comforts, I'd thought your bath would be the one thing here that's always spruced.

[ It's easier, he thinks, to come at the crux of the matter like this. With smiles, and joking and innuendo.

Come at it sideways, or backwards, or anything but headlong because this thing between them is huge and hungry and daunting, growing half-starved for millennia. A slow approach. A gentle approach. Careful, cautious, but an approach nonetheless.

Crowley's arm moves from the back of the sofa and wraps around Aziraphale's shoulder,holding him the way he's wanted to for ages with the sort of careless, casual affection they could never get away with before. There had been eyes everywhere. Might still be there, but they cast their die and now they didn't have to give a solitary fuck who saw them.
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