Finally, when the last tremors have stilled, Crowley's hand uncurls from around Aziraphael - going instead to rub slow, careful circles on the angel's stomach.
With his other arm pinned beneath Aziraphael, he hasn't got the leverage to prop himself up for a kiss. He settles instead for the shift of Aziraphael's fingers between his own, and the steadying rhythm of his breath against the demon's chest.
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Date: 2008-12-30 07:03 am (UTC)With his other arm pinned beneath Aziraphael, he hasn't got the leverage to prop himself up for a kiss. He settles instead for the shift of Aziraphael's fingers between his own, and the steadying rhythm of his breath against the demon's chest.