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[goodtobebad]

If you insist, who am I to say no?

[ Is he pulling the angel onto the sofa with him? Yes. ]

[goodoldfashioned]

This is me, very much insisting.

[Is he being pulled onto the sofa, perhaps assisting with some pushing of his own? Yes.]

[goodtobebad]

I like it when you insist.

[ Crowley gives him an earnest look between more kisses, even (gasp!) untucking his shirt. Someone wants the angel a bit rumpled. ]

[goodoldfashioned]

[Quietly, warmly:] Then I'll be sure to insist much, ah, more frequently.

[Oh, dear, it seems like he's fallen a bit behind. He'll make up for it by rumpling Crowley's hair, next time swings in for a kiss.]

[goodtobebad]

Yeah?

[ Crowley looks almost - hopeful? ]

So you're enjoying all this, I take it?

[goodoldfashioned]

Very much so.

[He's gonna plant a smooch right on his cheek, soft and easy.]

[goodtobebad]

Ah. Good.

[ He's doing his best!!! ]

Just... making sure.

[goodoldfashioned]

[His best is really good!!]

I love you a great deal. While we're making sure of things and all.

[He doesn't want to leave him in doubt, not anymore, now that this is something he can have.]

[goodtobebad]

Yeah?

[ Crowley manages to look sheepish, even ducking his head a bit. ]

Love you, too.

[goodoldfashioned]

Oh, darling.

[The sheepishness is spreading like a woolen sweater. Aziraphale's hands flutter, trying to hold onto Crowley's. He can't not kiss him after that, now can he? So he does.]

[goodtobebad]

[ It’s a bit overwhelming, sometimes, having all that angelic and earthly love directed at him so completely. Never thought it’d happen, that’s for sure. And now it is, and he doesn’t quite know what to do with it.

Not in a bad way, of course.

So for now he returns the kiss, sliding his arms around the angel to pull him closer. ]