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[sohoangel]

[Oh, that's very nice. Aziraphale forgets the thread of the conversation for a moment while Crowley touches him, nuzzling his cheek to reciprocate.]

Mmm, don't worry, if it's that dreadfully boring to you, I'll make it up to you afterwards.

[goodtobebad]

[ Crowley pauses at that, then smirks and wiggles his eyebrows at the angel very deliberately. But his response is a bit more earnest: ]

You always make it worth my while, to spend time with you.

[sohoangel]

[Aziraphale grins, despite the faint blush that he hasn't been able to shake since they started kissing. He's always been one for subtle glances and meaningful looks thrown Crowley's way, but now that they are open about their love for one another, he'd like to try being a bit more bold in his flirting.

The earnestness of Crowley's reply, however, leave him a bit tongue-tied.]

Oh... that's good to know. Because I do love spending time with you.

[goodtobebad]

[ Crowley kisses Aziraphale’s nose, grinning. ]

Though, you’re welcome to be as creative as you like.

[sohoangel]

[Aziraphale kisses back by way of reply, his lips lingering against Crowley's before he speaks.]

Good, because I have a few ideas...

[goodtobebad]

Good; I usually like your ideas.

[ His smile is soft, easy. For once in his long existence, Crowley is happy where he is; in no hurry to get anywhere else and not concerned about how soon this will have to come to an end. It’s kind of amazing, actually, and he holds Aziraphale close, feeling utterly content. ]

[sohoangel]

[Aziraphale is not sure of the last time he saw Crowley so content. Maybe not ever. He makes a quick promise to himself to do whatever it takes to keep Crowley like this, loved and happy. Crowley's always taken such good care of him, he intends to return the favor tenfold.]

And you've given me several more, my dear. [He pets Crowley's hair to demonstrate.]

[goodtobebad]

Hmm.

[ Crowley’s smile turns mischievous, as he hums pleasantly into the petting. ]

Any you want to share, or are you saving them up as surprises?

[sohoangel]

[Aziraphale leans in for another kiss, scratching at Crowley's scalp playfully.]

Well, there's the fact that you are enjoying this a great deal.

[goodtobebad]

Sure am.

[ The very fact that he readily admits to his pleasure speaks to that - and to his relaxation. He may as well be putty in the angel’s hands at this point, only moving to run hands over Aziraphale’s back, his sides, his throat, his cheek. ]

[sohoangel]

[Crowley's hands moving over him give him the shivers, although he doesn't complain. It's simply a lot to be touched everywhere at once. He holds onto Crowley a bit more possessively and murmurs into his ear.]

So am I.