[He breathes in deeply, spine taking on a slight liquid arch at the feel of teeth against his ear. Tonight is going to be pure delight, he can already tell, and it feels like a reward for letting the Antichrist scribble on him.]
I love you.
[Aziraphale tips his head back a little further, lazily inviting. The words feel like a song tonight.]
Augh it's so delightful <3
I love you.
[Aziraphale tips his head back a little further, lazily inviting. The words feel like a song tonight.]