Date: 2019-09-12 01:59 am (UTC)
sauntered_downward: ([eyes] backshot)
"Is this...?" His voice seems suddenly very loud in the room even at a whisper, especially considering they were only talking with their minds seconds earlier.

He leans back in and presses another kiss, this one a little lower, to Aziraphale's neck, above where the black tendrils come up above his collar. Rest, his mind reminds him. He's supposed to be insisting that Aziraphale rest, tuck him right into bed and watch over him through the night. That's exactly what he's supposed to be doing right now. Most definitely.

Or, then again, he could be tasting the skin of the angel's neck. Just the once, just to see, you know, what it tastes like. If Crowley is going to ride tonight on fantasies fulfilled including dancing with Aziraphale, kissing Aziraphale, and knowing in his heart that Aziraphale loves him, he's definitely going to push the barrier just a little bit further.
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