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Jan. 9th, 2003 07:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jamjarHe tried to picture Aziraphale in a sexual situation. the image was awkward, to say the least, and only improved marginally when he took off the glasses and tweed. With some effort, he could imagine the angel politely lyingback and allowing the human to, well, have sex with him. Or flustered, but valiantly trying to help them with their task.
"Do you enjoy it?" He asked, giving up the image of the angel, mostly naked and asking the earnest young man if it helped if he knelt like this.
"Yes. It seems to put a damper on things if I don't," Aziraphale said, taking off his glasses and cleaning them. "I think they find it very hard to, to, throw themselves into it, as it were, if I'm not doing the same. And there's point doing things half-heartedly, after all."
"But surely you could just, well, fake it," Crowley said.
"You know how bad I am at lying," Aziraphale said. He put his glasses back on, and smiled.
"Do you enjoy it?" He asked, giving up the image of the angel, mostly naked and asking the earnest young man if it helped if he knelt like this.
"Yes. It seems to put a damper on things if I don't," Aziraphale said, taking off his glasses and cleaning them. "I think they find it very hard to, to, throw themselves into it, as it were, if I'm not doing the same. And there's point doing things half-heartedly, after all."
"But surely you could just, well, fake it," Crowley said.
"You know how bad I am at lying," Aziraphale said. He put his glasses back on, and smiled.
