*Sits at the end of the bed, bouncing excitedly.* It is never too early for a morning glomp. *Looks at the sheets curiously.* I didn't know you shed feathers in your sleep. *And yet he still plucks one out of Warren's wings.*
*He continues to massage Warren's wings, his fingers occasionally brushing over his skin. Hey, its a hot angel in his bed, and he's only human.* I would never! Mainly because I'm not smart enough to be that devious.
Too true. *He takes a bottle of lotion off a nearby shelf, and coats his hands in it before continuing to work the feathered muscles.* But I swear, I didn't haul you in here. I went out for a walk late last night, came back, and found God had finally answered my prayer and dropped an angel in my bed. So whatever you did, you did it on your own.
I figured as much. ^_^
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