Anthony J Crowley: Vaguely Sauntering Downward (_crowley_) wrote in snapthread,
The little noises Aziraphale made when he was doing something he particularly liked drove Crowley absolutely crazy. It was just so endearing, so cute. So absolutely and utterly Aziraphale. And really, there was something that made Crowley feel prideful over that -- that he could get the angel to make noises like that. Or, well. That he pleased him enough for it.
Any kind of soppy comment would have been met with that signature mixture of fond and exasperated that Crowley constantly carried with him -- but it wasn't as if there wasn't time for that later. Right now he was wrapped up in the Angel in other ways. He tilted his head up slightly when the angel traced kisses along his jaw, plucked his sunglasses off and tossed them in the direction of not them. "Shall we practice being quiet?" He asked, clearly a little delighted with the concept of being sneaky.