'It's in the job description,' mumbles Crowley against his neck, and then, 'Mmph!' when Aziraphale ducks down to kiss him.
Because he's a bloody tease, he draws it out, little teasing licks and provoking nips without ever diving into the thing properly. Crowley breaks off his attempt to chase after him when Aziraphale's hands steal down to clutch at his tail. It feels good; it's not a particularly sensitive or erogenous spot; that would be beyond impractical, but makes him groan the way thumbs dug into knotted shoulders might do. He curls it a little tighter around Aziraphale in response, smooth cool scales against his skin.
'Eh?'
Crowley often understands Aziraphale, but certainly not all the time, and this snake thing of his is new and unexpected enough that he, in fact, does not know what he means.
'Gonna have to give me more to work with than that,' he says, more than a little breathlessly.
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Because he's a bloody tease, he draws it out, little teasing licks and provoking nips without ever diving into the thing properly. Crowley breaks off his attempt to chase after him when Aziraphale's hands steal down to clutch at his tail. It feels good; it's not a particularly sensitive or erogenous spot; that would be beyond impractical, but makes him groan the way thumbs dug into knotted shoulders might do. He curls it a little tighter around Aziraphale in response, smooth cool scales against his skin.
'Eh?'
Crowley often understands Aziraphale, but certainly not all the time, and this snake thing of his is new and unexpected enough that he, in fact, does not know what he means.
'Gonna have to give me more to work with than that,' he says, more than a little breathlessly.