"There," Crowley says again, low and quiet and between calming kisses. He tightens his arm a little, gathering Aziraphael that impossible inch closer.
His hand slows, but doesn't yet stop; touch gentler, he strokes Aziraphael through it, coaxing the last, drawn-out shudders from him - the last, trembling aftershocks.
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Date: 2008-12-30 06:30 am (UTC)"There," Crowley says again, low and quiet and between calming kisses. He tightens his arm a little, gathering Aziraphael that impossible inch closer.
His hand slows, but doesn't yet stop; touch gentler, he strokes Aziraphael through it, coaxing the last, drawn-out shudders from him - the last, trembling aftershocks.