At first there's no response - only another half-mumbled sound, as the jostling subsides and Crowley snuffles sullenly into the pillows.
After a moment, though, instinct kicks back in. Aziraphael is warm and the mattress dips beneath him; slowly and soft, Crowley's arm snakes out again and curls across the angel's waist.
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Date: 2009-03-01 03:52 am (UTC)After a moment, though, instinct kicks back in. Aziraphael is warm and the mattress dips beneath him; slowly and soft, Crowley's arm snakes out again and curls across the angel's waist.