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    Crowley gazes down at his hand, eternally thankful for the dim lights of the theater as he tries to piece together what, exactly, is happening. Six-thousand years of obeying a firmly drawn line seems to be evaporating in front of him as he sees Aziraphale’s hand creep higher and higher yet.

    Finally, when it reaches a point that Crowley can’t ignore, he turns to gaze at Aziraphale— Aziraphale, who’s cheeks are visibly flushed, even in the dark light of the room. “Angel?”

    “I can stop.” Aziraphale replies, his voice somehow loud and clear despite the performance going on in front of them. “If you’d like.”

    Crowley swallows, his throat thick and his tongue heavy. “And if I don’t want you to?”

    Aziraphale turns to meet his gaze and his blue eyes are beautiful and completely unguarded. “Then I can keep going.”

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    The Beginning Of The World isn’t going quite the way it’s supposed to, mostly because Aziraphale and Crowley can’t keep their hands off each other.

    Written for the Ineffable Con Zine, October 2019.

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    29 Oct 2020

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    As they approached the bookshop door, Aziraphale felt Crowley squeeze his hand. He looked up, to see Crowley eyeing their joined hands, before raising his eyebrows at Aziraphale.

    “This is new,” Crowley said, softer than his usual biting drawl.

    Aziraphale smiled warmly. “Is it?”

     

    OR, Aziraphale and Crowley saunter vaguely toward consummating their love, with plenty of laughter and playfulness along the way.

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    29 Oct 2020

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    Aziraphale breathes in under his fingers, gives a soft moan when Crowley’s hands sneak inside his open shirt. He begins to relax in his arms, little by little, letting his head loll back, leaning more and more onto the demon behind him. Yes. Lean on me. I will take care of everything for you. I will take care of you.
    The only good angel in Creation. His angel, the one being that fits perfectly alongside him. The one fixed star in his universe, his centre of gravity.

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    Crowley has his own way to distract Aziraphale from his melancholy thoughts.

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    12 Oct 2020

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    It’s not just about lust, and it’s not just about love.

    The angel flips them around, trapping Crowley between himself and the wall, and already the demon feels calmer, more centred. Just – the reassuring weight and warmth of Aziraphale’s body anchoring him to the here and now, anchoring the thoughts in his head to the rest of him. The force of the angel’s palm against his chest, Aziraphale’s thigh firmly lodged between his legs.

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    When Crowley can't shake off a gnawing, heavy feeling of restlessness by himself, he trusts in Aziraphale to help him clear and settle his mind.

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    12 Oct 2020