[Crowley's eyes slip blissfully closed. She strokes him through his climax, swallows everything down. Her touch turns gentle. The way she pulls her fingers back is a caress, as is the last slide of her tongue over his skin as she releases him from her mouth.
Then she pulls his pants and trousers back up, buttons whatever needs buttoning and so on, and tugs on him until he joins her on the floor. She's not altogether sure his legs will hold him after that, so it's just practical, really. The fact that she can then finangle things so she can sit herself in his lap and kiss lightly at his cheek and hair while he recovers is a minor detail.
(Crowley is cuddly after sex, any sort of sex. Actually she's cuddly in general. Half the time she emphatically denies it, the other half she shrugs and blames it on being a snake. No amount of denial stops her from twining around Aziraphale given any opportunity, however, whether she admits to it or not)]
Maybe he needed miracles for language but bah humbug all the same! Esp given how much he reads
Then she pulls his pants and trousers back up, buttons whatever needs buttoning and so on, and tugs on him until he joins her on the floor. She's not altogether sure his legs will hold him after that, so it's just practical, really. The fact that she can then finangle things so she can sit herself in his lap and kiss lightly at his cheek and hair while he recovers is a minor detail.
(Crowley is cuddly after sex, any sort of sex. Actually she's cuddly in general. Half the time she emphatically denies it, the other half she shrugs and blames it on being a snake. No amount of denial stops her from twining around Aziraphale given any opportunity, however, whether she admits to it or not)]