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heavenfelled · 9 months
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@softwingedd / aziraphale : closed starter !
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𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓  𝐀𝐙𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐄  𝐓𝐎  𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑  𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆. never  a  dull  moment   ...   they  began  with  a  bomb,  and  had  led  to  a  west end dressing room.   shoes  had  long  been  kicked  off  with  a  grunt  and  groan,  ruined  soles  still  ablaze.  he  reclined  upon  the  cramped  sofa,  long  legs  draped  over  the  arm,  socked  feet  dangling.   hat  sat  forward  against  the  bridge  of  their  nose,  concealing   ;   no  prying  amber eyes  within  a  dressing  room. 
minutes  passed  'til  they  cracked  a lid.    '  you  look   -  '    a  pause,  during  which  a  plethora  of  flattery  crossed  their  mind,  only  to  settle  adamantly  upon,    '  ridiculous.  '    the  top  hat  was  a  bit  much.   but   ...   HEAT BLOSSOMED IN HIS CHEEKS.
' it's perfect. ' you're perfect. perhaps it was that heat which prompted the addendum ( or the hopeful gaze aimed their way ; the steadfast invitation from a lighthouse for one lost at sea ). he rose with a wince the moment his feet graced the floor. ' but ... trust that i can improve upon perfection, MISTER FELL. ' confidence that waned with every step, the safe distance between them narrowed to a pin. they took up one of the girls' eye pencils from the vanity - a stark black tip.
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free hand rose to catch the other's chin. ' hold still. ' ironic, considering his was the unsteady hand. head tilted, breath hot upon the angel's face ... lips pursed in concentration ( AIM FOR MY MOUTH ). one curved line drawn slow and ending in a flourish ; its mirror image drawn adjacent. ' there. gorgeous. '
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heavenfelled · 9 months
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@softwingedd / aziraphale : cont. from here !
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' 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄, 𝐙𝐈𝐑𝐀. ' 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 in mock salute. sleeves were pushed and bunched at the elbow to reveal a pale expanse enveloped in tattoos - twisting serpents and hellfire, it seemed. ' you can drop the mister ; crowley's fine. ' silence settled over them a moment and heat began to creep its way to sharp cheekbones. BY SOME MERCY, the other may miss the force of his stare through dark lenses. ' - plants are easy, just ... er, tell them who's boss, you know. ' a painted nail tapped its absent rhythm at the counter as if demanding attention. ' s'pose i'll just have to come check up on it, now and then ... '
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heavenfelled · 9 months
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@softwingedd / aziraphale sent : ❛  there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin. ❜
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𝐀  𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒-𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍  𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒   ...   fingertips  traced  lazy  patterns  into  the  soft,  pale  flesh  at  the  angel's  stomach.    '  mm,  that's  certainly  a  more  poetic  way  of  reiterating  what  i  said  this  morning   ...   and  last  night,  and  twice  that  afternoon   -  '    their  meandering  tone  suggested  that  the  list  could  go  on   ;   and  would,  certainly,  if  he  had  any  say  in  the  matter.    '  what  do  you  reckon  your  ranking  is,  then?   as  far  as  sins  go,  that is. '
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