Crowley tilts his head a little to the side, then to the other side, trying to see Aziraphale from all angles. Blushing like this is so very hot, now that he's right up next to it, actually, and he's not about to waste a single second of Aziraphale's adorableness not watching him.
Their bodies are pressed quite closely now, and Crowley's been going ahead and giving himself male genitals for the last few decades, with the exception of his time as Warlock's nanny and a really really fun night in 1996. It works with the general aesthetic of his look, and as of late the men of the human species are the only ones who get to have pockets. And his male parts are reacting to the situation.
He slides a hand down Aziraphale's back, touching the soft, warm skin where his wings are hidden, and down to the small of his back, just above his underpants.
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Their bodies are pressed quite closely now, and Crowley's been going ahead and giving himself male genitals for the last few decades, with the exception of his time as Warlock's nanny and a really really fun night in 1996. It works with the general aesthetic of his look, and as of late the men of the human species are the only ones who get to have pockets. And his male parts are reacting to the situation.
He slides a hand down Aziraphale's back, touching the soft, warm skin where his wings are hidden, and down to the small of his back, just above his underpants.