Feather 04

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[The angel is currently sitting at the bar, looking very uncomfortable. He's sipping at a glass of wine, the bottle besides it nearly empty now.

He also keeps squirming in his seat, shifting and crossing his legs, muttering something under his breath]

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[exensis.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale, on his part, freezes when he feels Diva's hand, immediately crossing his legs as she pulls away. Still can't manage to say anything, but his face is now an interesting shade of red]

[madamemoiselle]

{Smiles~}

It's alright! It's really nothing to worry about.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

Miss, I would appreciate if you could keep your hands to yourself in the future. [This is his polite way of freaking out and demanding no more groping, Diva]

[madamemoiselle]

...Why? It's just a body, isn't it? It doesn't really matter.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

I've gotten quite used to my human body. Not quite to such...specific touches.

[madamemoiselle]

{:> she chuckles}

That means you've never had sex, right?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[His uncomfortableness levels are rising steadily now] I'm an angel; lust is a sin.

[madamemoiselle]

{Simply} But you're missing out on so much~

[exensis.livejournal.com]

I wasn't even vaguely interested until now....

[madamemoiselle]

Until now?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[looks away, obviously embarrassed] I've never had problems with thoughts like these before.

[madamemoiselle]

You mean perverted thoughts?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

Well, yes. They're quite distracting...[Diva, Azi is wondering when you will start giving him space again]

[madamemoiselle]

{With that comment? Never.}

Are they? What kinds of things are you thinking, then?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[He's not going to be answering that, just look more flustered than before]

[madamemoiselle]

What, too embarrassing?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

Well, yes.

[madamemoiselle]

Ne, that's very shy of you~

[exensis.livejournal.com]

It's not the sort of thing that should be discussed in public.

[madamemoiselle]

Why not?