Perhaps it does, but Aziraphael hardly feels it - or he feels it in some removed part of his mind that interprets it entirely differently. His hips push upward - not that it's even possible to tell against Crowley's concentrated weight - and arching his back so far that he bangs the back of his head on the rock behind him, he cries out his release.
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Date: 2009-01-26 05:20 am (UTC)