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[Crowley laughs, a little breathless.]

I'm no Cordelia, angel.

[He could make an argument for the Almighty as Lear, maybe, comparisons of various abuses of power and power's responsibilities, but that's a subject for another day when they're both more drunk and less naked in a bed. Aziraphale naked in a bed definitely deserves more attention right now.

Crowley returns the kiss for the moment but then goes back down to Aziraphale's hand, sucks a little bit at the delicate skin of his wrist, grazes his teeth over it, then kisses his way slowly and deliberately up the arm. The inside of the elbow gets the same treatment the wrist did. The whole time he keeps his eyes on Aziraphale's face as much as possible, wanting to see every single reaction.]