"Oh," Aziraphael says, suddenly beaming. And since Crowley is so conveniently close, he leans in to just brush his lips against Crowley's; just light enough that he can be fairly certain he'll be able to lean away again afterwards.
"You're very welcome, my dear," he says, his free hand sliding up to the demon's shoulder.
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Date: 2008-12-17 05:44 am (UTC)"You're very welcome, my dear," he says, his free hand sliding up to the demon's shoulder.