He makes a deep sound, almost a groan, when Aziraphael's teeth tug at his earlobe, but after that -
But after a few long moments, his hands come up to rest lightly against Aziraphael's sides, where they - where they twitch, restlessly, but then settle again.
It was nothing. It was just. It was nothing.
His hands move again, this time rubbing long, slow strokes along the angel's sides - an oddly soothing gesture. He breathes in (deep), and out (long).
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Date: 2008-12-28 06:15 am (UTC)But after a few long moments, his hands come up to rest lightly against Aziraphael's sides, where they - where they twitch, restlessly, but then settle again.
It was nothing. It was just. It was nothing.
His hands move again, this time rubbing long, slow strokes along the angel's sides - an oddly soothing gesture. He breathes in (deep), and out (long).
Paradoxically, Crowley seems to be relaxing.