There was more than a hint of a smile as Crowley nearly dragged him over...
"Oh..." the angel whispered, answering the unspoken invitation even as his knees fell to the soft blanket (which changed to tartan seamlessly), one on each side of Crowley's left leg, and leaned forward, putting one hand down for balance as he kissed him, tilting Crowley's head back and threaded the fingers of his other hand in Crowley's soft dark hair, feeling hard, reassuring bone underneath. The cheesecake and its requisite sauces mysteriously ended up on the edge of the blanket, in full reach.
"Did you, er, have a particular way you wanted to- mmhmm?" Aziraphale mumbled between kisses, raising his eyebrows at Crowley and trying to indicate the - mmmmmm - situation.
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There was more than a hint of a smile as Crowley nearly dragged him over...
"Oh..." the angel whispered, answering the unspoken invitation even as his knees fell to the soft blanket (which changed to tartan seamlessly), one on each side of Crowley's left leg, and leaned forward, putting one hand down for balance as he kissed him, tilting Crowley's head back and threaded the fingers of his other hand in Crowley's soft dark hair, feeling hard, reassuring bone underneath. The cheesecake and its requisite sauces mysteriously ended up on the edge of the blanket, in full reach.
"Did you, er, have a particular way you wanted to- mmhmm?" Aziraphale mumbled between kisses, raising his eyebrows at Crowley and trying to indicate the - mmmmmm - situation.