Idly watching the Angel's thoughts, he noticed the romantic ideals, but didn't comment on them, knowing it might ruin the mood for the Angel. Instead, he just turned his attention back to the length in his mouth, tongue swirling and flicking over the sensitive skin. His teeth joined in on occasion, just enough to work Aziraphale right to the edge, before he pulled off, hissing with his tongue between his teeth teasingly.