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[Crowley caught on to how sensitive Aziraphale's scalp is long ago, long before they had the relationship they do now. Now that he has explicit (and frequently reconfirmed) permission to do so he takes shameless advantage of his knowledge. Turning Aziraphale to putty has been one of Crowley's favorite hobbies since Bethlehem. Though doing it in this form has certain advantages that Aziraphale's cat form doesn't offer...]

Can't imagine where you got that idea from.

[He sounds almost gleeful, because this is absolutely his favorite way to spend time. Aziraphale his more or less melting back against him, and Crowley carefully rubs his fingers in little circles next to Aziraphale's ears, then continues them along his hairline.]

Though given that we're in a bathtub of soapy water, I'd say I'm playing entirely clean.

[Bastard, bastard angel--it's exactly the right amount of pressure, and it's as if Crowley can somehow draw all the stress from deep in his muscles up into his fingers to rub it away.]

Hngh, [he manages, a low groan that's somewhere between utter contentment and how very dare you. After a moment he tries again--] Nnrrrhh. [Nope, not working. If it were possible for a human body to melt into a big warm puddle of jelly, his would be doing exactly that right now. Even though they've been lovers for centuries, this sort of intimacy is always rather breathtaking in its simplicity and comfort.

But then Crowley's always made Aziraphale's heart and body and mind react in ways that surprise him.

One more attempt, he tells himself, and tries to muster up real coherence while Crowley's thumbs are stroking over the back of his neck.]

Rrrrmmmmff.

[Great job, Aziraphale.]

[Crowley laughs softly, more than fluent enough in purring-Aziraphale-speak to interpret those noises.]

You're adorable.

[It's a low, loving murmur. His thumbs and fingers glide easily over the soap-wet skin, and walk the fine line between firm pressure and more relaxing strokes with the same ease.

Once Aziraphale's scalp and neck have been thoroughly seen to Crowley works over the shoulders for a while, and a little of the upper back. Then he slides his arms around Aziraphale from behind, pulling the demon back to lie in his embrace entirely.]

Good?

[Aziraphale's head rests on Crowley's shoulder. His eyes are shut and there's a look of utter bliss on his face--though he can't know it, right now he looks very much like the angel he once was.

Of course when he opens his mouth the illusion is ruined.]

"Good" doesn't begin to cover it. You wicked, wicked angel.

[Though his voice is low and rumbling, there's no tension in his body at all now.]

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.]

[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.]

I know.

[Crowley nuzzles Aziraphale's ear with his nose, then kisses it again, kisses the sensitive skin behind. One of his hands strokes over Aziraphale's chest with a little more purpose, as he brushes the heel of his palm over taut nipples.]

Love you too. Rather a ridiculous amount.

[He grins against Aziraphale's skin.]

You most susceptible of foul fiends.

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Open To Anyone For Anything RP Post 2

It's the best part, let's be real. ;) Maybe I'll gratuitously reference it somehow in a footnote.

I have to say the footnotes are only getting better with time and I love it. :D

Why thank you and back atcha.

Dropping this in here since the other one is going to take quite some time

I swear I'm done editing now. I think.

Augh it's so delightful <3

Yay!