Aziraphale tilts his head back slightly, against the bed and against those fingers buried so gently in his hair. These senses, what a thing. What a gift, with corporations like these. All of these sensations, and all the ways they can be awakened, all they can bring. Fascinating to no end.
( They are together in their infinity. In worlds unreachable by any but those already in it. No end, no beginning, and yet here they both tangle. There's a warmness to those scales, in a place where heat can't live. His eyes can't find the serpent's right now, but he doesn't mind, and simply waits. His company is infinite too.)
"Everything?" He mutters quietly, palms resting down on Crowley's back again.
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Date: 2020-05-31 12:26 am (UTC)( They are together in their infinity. In worlds unreachable by any but those already in it. No end, no beginning, and yet here they both tangle. There's a warmness to those scales, in a place where heat can't live. His eyes can't find the serpent's right now, but he doesn't mind, and simply waits. His company is infinite too.)
"Everything?" He mutters quietly, palms resting down on Crowley's back again.