Yes, how dare I give you backrubs and soap you down. Heinous sins to have on my conscience.
[He chuckles and kisses Aziraphale's head, then delicately nibbles at his earlobe.]
You love it.
[Said with a certain amount of smugness. Who could blame him? He has the world's foremost hedonist and tempter reposing on him in state of utter contentment.]
I swear I'm done editing now. I think.
[He chuckles and kisses Aziraphale's head, then delicately nibbles at his earlobe.]
You love it.
[Said with a certain amount of smugness. Who could blame him? He has the world's foremost hedonist and tempter reposing on him in state of utter contentment.]