Well, thank Somebody for that, because (on this particular occasion, at least) it would be terrible for Crowley's pride to have been first - and as it is, he's barely even second, slamming a fist against the rock and muffling a final, cracked moan against Aziraphael's temple.
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Date: 2009-01-26 05:31 am (UTC)Panting, Crowley seems to be looking for words.
"Ow," he decides finally.