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    “I want to do unholy things to you,” Crowley continued, emboldened by the fact that he couldn’t see Aziraphale’s face and he was completely surrounded by the smell of him. With his face in his shoulder, he wasn’t sure if Aziraphale could even hear him properly. He started to move his hips, very slowly, very subtly, sliding against Aziraphale. “And holy things, which is worse really.”
    Something like a sigh slid out of Aziraphale’s mouth and he started to tremble ever so slightly.
    “You wily serpent,” he breathed. “You’ve got me all flustered.”

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    16 Jul 2019

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    I’m rough,” Crowley argued. “A rough beast, and all that. Well,” he corrected himself, “an agent of the rough beast. Well, an associate. It’s all very complicated, as you bloody well know."

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    There's no AO3 rating for 'sex scene where barely anything except wings gets touched' but you should know that, in my heart, bits of this are definitely indecent.

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    16 Jul 2019

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    “What do you want from me, Crowley?” His eyes were fathoms-deep pools, wonderful and terrifying all at once, and he was drowning in them. His voice was trembling with a six-thousand-year-old hurt and fury and longing and lust, a horrendous and beautiful, ineffable thunderstorm that would drown them all. “What do you want from me?”

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    In which Crowley talks to his plants, Aziraphale is not as oblivious as he seems, and the sky is vast and beautiful.

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    29 Jun 2019

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    Crowley blinked. “What?”

    “I - oh.” Aziraphale seemed to belatedly realize he’d spoken, turning his gaze from the Them and back to Crowley. “I didn’t - that is, you should do as you like, of course, far be it for me to - I wasn’t trying to - ”

    “Aziraphale.”

    Aziraphale had gone rather pink. “It’s just, you’ve got such lovely eyes.”

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    29 Jun 2019

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    Crowley had thought about kissing Aziraphale fairly often. Okay, a lot. In the early days, back before the Arrangement, he’d had a number of dirty little fantasies involving tempting the angel with low-minded ideals masquerading as high-minded ones, plus a lot of slither and come hither. Crowley would come in his own hand, shuddering, imagining Aziraphale helpless beneath him. But as Crowley grew to know Aziraphale, the images didn’t fit. He didn’t want to tempt Aziraphale, not about this. And it was clear every time they met that Aziraphale would never allow their friendship to be physical. So they talked, and they argued, and they dined and drank. And, for millennia, Crowley burned.

    The one thing he’d never bargained for was that Aziraphale would kiss him.

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    25 Jun 2019