Crowley presses closer again, fitting himself to Aziraphael, chest against the angel's back. He slides his foot beneath Aziraphael's foot, slides his knee between Aziraphael's knees, and slides his arm beneath Aziraphael's side, there where it's least uncomfortable, to wrap around his chest and lay a hand over his heartbeat.


Shortly, there's a kiss at the nape of Aziraphael's neck, and Crowley's other hand - slick - reaches over to close around Aziraphael again.