The feathers brushing against his soothed some of the lingering anger but did nothing for the fervor. That desire to be near the angel, to touch him only grew as they did indeed touch. His feathers delightfully bending and meshing with the angel's in what felt to him a very illicit moment, out in front of everyone like this. Damn bold that was!
He found his mind wandering over all those roads he'd just bypassed in that little exchange as Aziraphale spoke, wondering what might have happened if he had pressed that advantage and been just as bold... just kissed Aziraphale right there in front of everyone. There would have been a proper show! But the doubt that would have been well received lingered. Would that have made him unforgivable in Aziraphale's eyes too? It was too real a possibility. What was good and what was evil in this situation?
Right now the angel positively glowed and he used that as a sign that he had made the correct choice, if not the passionate one. There were some interesting new things they might try once everyone adjusted to this place.
Crowley reached for his coffee glass and held it up.
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He found his mind wandering over all those roads he'd just bypassed in that little exchange as Aziraphale spoke, wondering what might have happened if he had pressed that advantage and been just as bold... just kissed Aziraphale right there in front of everyone. There would have been a proper show! But the doubt that would have been well received lingered. Would that have made him unforgivable in Aziraphale's eyes too? It was too real a possibility. What was good and what was evil in this situation?
Right now the angel positively glowed and he used that as a sign that he had made the correct choice, if not the passionate one. There were some interesting new things they might try once everyone adjusted to this place.
Crowley reached for his coffee glass and held it up.
"To new experiences."