[Aziraphale kisses him back just as deeply, for all that he'd been panting a second ago - thank goodness for breathing not being a necessity. His eyes are half-lidded, so relaxed that it takes him a moment to process Crowley's words. Then he flushes.]
I didn't expect-
[He cuts off, glances away, then reaches up to curl his hand around the back of Crowley's neck.]
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I didn't expect-
[He cuts off, glances away, then reaches up to curl his hand around the back of Crowley's neck.]
You are fantastic.