[It's not sensual, but it's Aziraphale, which means he doesn't really care. Welcomes it, in fact, with a return of his sharp grin, long legs stretching out as he takes his time in climbing into his angel's lap. He makes sure to settle just so, squirming this way and that, legs drawing in to nudge against Aziraphale's hips, hands sliding hungrily over bare skin, just really delighting in the act.
It's a tease. It's also very genuine, because he is delighted. He's delighted that even this has taken on the flavor of them, bickering and amiable and adoring; that what had been unthinkable a day before is now so seamlessly a part of their dance.]
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It's a tease. It's also very genuine, because he is delighted. He's delighted that even this has taken on the flavor of them, bickering and amiable and adoring; that what had been unthinkable a day before is now so seamlessly a part of their dance.]
Bossy.
[A beat, and then:]
Go on.