[Her breath hitches as his hand slides up her leg, at the evocative tone of his voice.]
Don't have to. I got what I wanted.
[It's true; she did. Oh, Crowley can be as greedy in bed (or on floor, in this case) as anyone, as demanding. But what she wanted now, more than anything for herself, was Aziraphale's pleasure. Fuck knows the angel deserved it. So she hums satisfaction against his mouth as they keep kissing each other.]
Exactly!
Don't have to. I got what I wanted.
[It's true; she did. Oh, Crowley can be as greedy in bed (or on floor, in this case) as anyone, as demanding. But what she wanted now, more than anything for herself, was Aziraphale's pleasure. Fuck knows the angel deserved it. So she hums satisfaction against his mouth as they keep kissing each other.]
And we wouldn't want to be late for the show.