"Would you have me to proclaim my numerous wonders to the skies for you?" Belial asked softly. "Perhaps it is not vanity that stills my tongue, but a sense of propriety, fair angel."
He moved to the side of Gabriel and perched on the arm of the angel's chair, taking the book away gently and paging through it.
"This is a lot of garbage, anyhow. Humans have an endearing measure of ignorance," he said thoughtfully. Looking down at Gabriel made him want to breathe and hold his breath at the same time.
He set aside the book and thumbed a finger across Gabriel's lower lip, smoothing away a droplet of brandy that had escaped the angel's mouth. A blossoming warmth filled his chest, a change in his mood and manner, like he'd taken a hard swig of Gabriel's drink, and he tilted Gabriel's head up towards his.
His hand drifted to Gabriel's neck, feeling for the angel's pulse.
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He moved to the side of Gabriel and perched on the arm of the angel's chair, taking the book away gently and paging through it.
"This is a lot of garbage, anyhow. Humans have an endearing measure of ignorance," he said thoughtfully. Looking down at Gabriel made him want to breathe and hold his breath at the same time.
He set aside the book and thumbed a finger across Gabriel's lower lip, smoothing away a droplet of brandy that had escaped the angel's mouth. A blossoming warmth filled his chest, a change in his mood and manner, like he'd taken a hard swig of Gabriel's drink, and he tilted Gabriel's head up towards his.
His hand drifted to Gabriel's neck, feeling for the angel's pulse.