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It had been one year since the end of the world didn’t happen. Aziraphale and Crowley had settled into a routine of eating, drinking and enjoying each other's company. There had been slight brushes of hands and pining looks, but they both still told themselves that the other wouldn’t want them as anything more than a friend. They were both so insecure in who they were,and too scared to destroy what they had.
Aziraphale wiped his mouth, yet again enjoying another meal at the Ritz “That was scrumptious. Back to the shop dear?”
Crowley brought his eyes up from Aziraphales lips to his eyes. “Mm, yeah sounds good.” He snapped his fingers and the bill was paid.
“Would you like to walk or take the Bentley, Dear?”
“Why don’t we walk, the fresh air would be good.”
They walked out of the restaurant and headed down the street.
“Do you think we’re safe?” asked Aziraphale looking at his feet tugging at his waist coat. Wrinkles appearing at the side of his eyes in worry.
Crowley looked at him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. “I think we are safe for now Angel.”
Aziraphale rested his head against Crowley's shoulder and let himself relax. He needed this, it felt right. Crowley felt right, he felt like home. He wanted desperately to come home; never in his life had he felt like he’d had a home. Heaven was all cold and formal, but Crowley was all soft, and warmth and love. He felt like a warm tender hug.
“Crowley, do you ever think of... mortal needs?”
Crowley looked down at his friend and quirked his eyebrow.
“I am wondering if you ever think about pleasures of the body?” Aziraphale pressed, looking at Crowley out of the corner of his eye, coyly smirking at his demon.
Crowley gaped, unsure what he should say. Yes he thought of sex, he thought of it with the most beautiful being on the planet. He wanted desperately to touch and taste the love of his life. He wanted to see that wonderful look of love coming from Aziraphale as he lightly touched him.
“Ngk. Yeah. Um, there have been times that I have thought about it,” He had dreamed of it everyday he had been on earth, “but it was only ever thoughts.” It could only ever be in his thoughts. He brushed it off, trying to be cool.
“Oh, I see.” Aziraphale sounded disappointed.
“Why do you ask Angel?”
Aziraphale brought his head up and looked at Crowley's eyes through his dark lenses, his own eyes filled with such desire.
“I was wondering if maybe we could try it together, you know, to see what it’s like. To maybe see what the fuss is about. Maybe. I don’t know. Actually, never mind. I shouldn’t have said anything.”
Aziraphale pulled away and started worrying, fidgeting with his hands and tugging at the bottom of his waist coat, avoiding making eye contact with Crowley. He had drawn in on himself, worried that he had just ruined everything.
Crowley just stared at his paramour, not believing his ears.
“You want to wot?”
Aziraphale’s eyes shot up, startled. He clambered for a moment before he caught his words.
“Well dear, since we have known each other for so long, and I do care for you as more than just a friend, I was wondering if we could engage in some carnal pleasures. You must know that I care deeply for you, that honestly, dear, I love you. I want to show you just how much I love you. This is not going as I had planned. I’ve really buggered this up, haven’t I? I had wanted this to be romantic…” He was cut off by Crowley's hand firmly gripping his chin.
“Shh, shh Angel. Just take a minute to breathe.” He tipped his Angels head up so their eyes met. “Are you sure this is something that you want”
Aziraphales eyes sparkled.”Oh yes, Dear, please. I need to know what it’s like to come home.”
Crowley tugged Aziraphale forward as desire exploded within him. His Angel wanted him. His Angel needed him. His Angel wanted to bed him. He was not going to let this chance slip him by. The door to the shop flung open as they approached and slammed shut behind them, locking as it should.
Aziraphale was struck dumb, unsure what to make of Crowley’s reaction. He was shocked and confused right up until Crowley grabbed him and spun him around.
Crowley’s fingers curled into his collar causing Aziraphale to thud against the wall, one hand on his throat and the other lifting his hands above his head. Aziraphale let out a sharp gasp as his eyes went wide. Crowley turned Aziraphale’s head with his thumb on his jaw, then leaned in and drew his forked tongue up the side of his angel's pale soft neck. He nipped the bottom of Aziraphale’s earlobe and Aziraphale let out a deep pleading moan.
“Is this what you wanted Angel?”
Aziraphale whimpered.
“I need you to tell me Angel. Is this what you want.” Crowley breathed into his ear, sending a shiver down Aziraphale’s spine.
“Y-Yes” stuttered the Angel. Crowley growled as he pressed himself harder against his love. Crowley slid his knee between Aziraphale’s thighs, pushing them apart. Aziraphale sunk into Crowley, sighing in pleasure. Crowley slowly lowered his arm, taking his time to drag his nail down Aziraphale’s milky skin. Crowley brought his head up so he could take in the sight of his Angel. What he saw filled him with hunger, Aziraphale was resting against the wall grinding against his knee, biting his lower lip, face flushed, hair tousled. Crowley wanted to eat him up, to take him right then and there, but he steadied himself. He wiggled his knee against the Angels erection and Aziraphale laid his head against the wall and moaned.
With every movement Aziraphale was begging for more. He craved it, needed it.
“Please Crowley,” he begged.
“What is it you need, luv?” Crowley cooed.
“I need more,” he whined.
Crowley smirked and made about removing Aziraphale’s coat. He slid it off broad shoulders and let it slump to the ground unceremoniously. He undid his bow tie and drew it to the side before flinging it across the room, not caring where it went. He unbuttoned Aziraphale’s velvety soft waistcoat and let it flutter to the ground.
Taking a deep breath he leaned in and pressed his lips against Aziraphales, bruising them with lust. He moaned into Aziraphale’s lips as he started to work at removing Aziraphale’s shirt. His hands were shaking with need as he fumbled with the buttons. He took another breath in and calmed himself. Before he resorted to ripping the shirt off the buttons gave and the shirt draped open. He tore his mouth away, but Aziraphale followed with a dejected sigh.
Crowley pressed Aziraphale back against the wall and leaned in, sliding his tongue down his neck and along his collar bone. He took in the lovely amazingly sweet smell of old books and dust.
Aziraphale whined and arched his body against Crowly.
This spurred Crowley on as he continued working his way down Aziraphale’s chest, eventually reaching Aziraphale’s nipple. He swirled his reptilian tongue around it, sucking it into his mouth and nipping at it lightly, causing Aziraphale to suck back his breath. He brought his hand up and started playing with the other bud. Flicking at it and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.
Aziraphale arched his back more and ground his throbbing cock against Crowley’s knee.
“Crowley..” He breathed out, losing himself to his desire.
Crowley sucked on the nipple then let it go with a pop. He grinned at the whimper that escaped from his Angel, it made his heart leap knowing he could bring this much desire to his love. He rested his forehead against Aziraphale’s round stomach. “Oh Angel..” He sighed contentedly. He looked back up to the Angel’s face and saw him radiating with love.
Aziraphale opened his eyes and looked down at him. He placed his hands on either side of Crowley’s face. “Dearest…” He smiled.
Crowley leaned into his hand and closed his eyes, taking in all the love his Angel was giving him. Crowley opened his eyes again. “Angel, are you sure?” he moved his hands to the buttons on Aziraphale’s trousers.
“Yes dear. Please..” he begged
Crowley undid the buttons securing Aziraphale’s trousers, then pushed them down. He ran his hands down his Angel’s strong legs, over his sock garters, and he brought the trousers down to rest against Aziraphale’s feet.
Crowley let his arms drift back up to the waistband of Aziraphale’s pants. He slowly pulled at them, wanting to take his time, wanting to make this moment last. You only got firsts once and he wanted it to be perfect for his Angel. As he continued to pull them down, Aziraphale’s swollen cock appeared from beneath his pants,. shining with his desire. Crowley let the pants fall down on their own as he hungrily took in the site.
Aziraphle moved his hips, begging to be touched and Crowley obliged him by taking his effort in his hand. Aziraphale ran his hands through Crowley’s hair, applying the slightest bit of pressure, craving Crowley’s touch.
Crowley sent his forked tongue forth and licked the pre cum leaking out. It tasted salty, slightly sweet and heady, like a fine brew. He stretched his lips over the head and let his tongue work away at it. He hummed as he slowly took in Aziraphale’s effort all the way to the base, nudging his nose into the wonderfully scented fluff at the base of Aziraphale’s cock. He continued to hum as he made his way up and down, swirling his tongue.
Aziraphale moaned and tightened his grip on Crowley's hair, moving his hips in tune with Crowley's motions.
Crowley rocked his head back and forth as he gripped Aziraphale’s plump ass, he forced the Angel’s hips to move faster in time with him, to move him deeper so that he could feel him at the back of his throat.
Aziraphale gripped harder, pulling at Crowly’s hair. He started to jerk and lose focus as he fell out of rhythm.
Crowley continued to rock his hips in time as Aziraphale cried out, “Crowley I’m gonna come.” Crowley closed his eyes in anticipation as he squeezed the Angel’s ass.
Aziraphale let his body jerk a few more times as he emptied his warm silky seed into his beloved's longing mouth.
Crowley moaned as he took in the wonderful taste of his Angel, he let it slide over his tongue so that he could savor every drop.
Aziraphale loosened his grip on Crowley's hair and reached for Crowley, pulling him up. He drew Crowley in and kissed him greedily, tasting a hint of himself on the demon's mouth. He grabbed Crowley’s head and crushed him in for a glutinous kiss. He longed for Crowley, he had just had a taste of what pleasure could be, and he wanted more. He wanted all of Crowley, he needed him, he desired him. He pulled back, eyes blown as he stared into Crowley. “I need more… I need more of you.” Aziraphale begged which made Crowley growl.
Surprising them both Crowley flung Aziraphale over his shoulder and swiftly made his way up the stairs to the flat.
“hmf….Oh...I do say..” Exclaimed a startled Aziraphale.
Crowley didn’t say a word, he couldn’t he was too taken up with desire. His stiff cock was straining against his jeans. He opened the door to Aziraphale’s room and took a second to take it all in.
There was a bed against the back wall with two side tables, a window to the left and a closet next to the door he was coming through. There was a trail to the bed and closet while the rest of the floor was covered in books. To make matters worse there was a fine layer of dust resting on everything.
“When was the last time you were in here?” asked Crowley.
Aziraphale looked over Crowley’s shoulder and flushed with embarrassment.
“Oh dear,” he exclaimed as he snapped his fingers, the dust vanished and the books made their way to another part of the store for Aziraphale to deal with later.
Crowley jostled Aziraphale’s shoulder and made his way to the bed, where he gently set Aziraphale down. He took in the sight of Aziraphale naked, his porcelain skin flawless and glowing, his tousled blond hair. His blue- topaz eyes, so full of desire.
“Angel, you are so beautiful.”
Aziraphale blushed and lowered his head.
Crowley sent out his hand and caught Aziraphale lightly by the chin, tilting it up so they were eye to eye.
“Don’t hide Angel. You are the most beautiful thing in existence.” He leaned down and kissed Aziraphale. Lightly at first, just telling him he loved him, then slowly harder to express his growing desire.
Aziraphale moaned and wrapped his arms around Crowley, bringing him down as he laid back onto the bed. He ran his hand through Crowley's hair expressing his own need.
Crowley pulled back, much to the dissatisfaction of Aziraphale. “Angel, what do you want? What is it you need?” Crowley questioned.
Aziraphale went six shades of pink at this.
“I want you to take me Crowley, I want you in me.”
Crowley growled and nipped at Aziraphale’s neck, sucking and licking fervently.
Aziraphale turned his head offering himself up to Crowley.
“Don’t stop,” he gasped, hips rising, his body begging for more. “You have too many clothes on,” sighed Aziraphale.
In one swift motion, barely lifting his lips from Aziraphale’s succulent flesh, Crowley tore his shirt off and flung it in the air.
Immediately, Aziraphale brought his hands to Crowley's chest, memorizing it with his fingertips every divot and arch, every scar. He would have to remind himself to ask Crowley about those later. Crowley was still wearing too many clothes and it was driving Aziraphale nuts. He wanted to be skin to skin with his love, he wanted to feel his warmth against his own. He snapped his fingers and to Crowley's shock the rest of his clothes were gone.
Crowley reached down and gently grabbed both of their efforts in his hand. He moved his hips slowly rubbing himself against Aziraphale’s member.
Aziraphale arched his back and let loose another moan. He found a pace that worked against Crowley's to increase the friction.
Crowley’s effort was to the point of hurting, he needed a release so badly.
“Angel I’m going to cum,” he whispered into Aziraphale’s ear.
Panting, Aziraphale nuzzled Crowley’s head. “Please dearest, cum for me, show me how much you desire me.”
At that, Crowley made an indistinguishable noise and hot seed landed over Aziraphale’s plump body. Crowley sighed and slumped down next to Aziraphale and flung an arm over his Angel. He purred in contentment.
Aziraphale turned his head to look at Crowley. His eyes were shining. “Dearest..” He whispered as he reached down and found Crowley's cock. “I need you, please I need you in me.”
Crowley let go of a little laugh. “You are insatiable.”
Aziraphale blushed again “Dearest I have needed you for so long, please I need to have all of you, to know all of you, to devour you like the crumpet that you are.”
Crowley raised his eyebrow
“Crumpet?”
He smiled and pulled Aziraphale on top of him. He snapped his fingers and a bottle of lube appeared. “Here, give me your hand.”
Aziraphale obliged and Crowley pumped some lube onto his finger.
“You need to get ready before I can enter you. I want you to show me just how much you need me, just how much you want me,” he said as his eyes shone with a mischievous grin.
Yet again Aziraphale turned all sorts of pink. He couldn’t say a word around the lump in his throat so he just nodded and leaned down on Crowley and let his fingers find their way to his entrance. Slowly he pressed a finger in, rocking it back and forth getting it deeper after each small thrust. He worked himself open with one finger, until he thought he could take another. He bit his lip and arched his back up allowing himself to accept his fingers into himself. He worked the fingers spreading himself, working himself, readying his muscles to take Crowley’s shaft.
Kissing the top of Aziraphales head Crowley cooed “Look at you, look how much you need me. Look at how beautiful you are, full of passion and love. Are you ready Angel? Are you ready to take me?”
Aziraphale worked his hips and nodded his head emphatically.
Crowley pet his head and gently pushed him up, putting more lube on his hand. “Such a good boy you are. You're going to need to slowly lower yourself onto my effort. This way you will be in control and it will be at your pace.”
Aziraphale rose above Crowley’s member and lined it up with this throbbing whole. He slowly slid down, feeling the head of Crowley’s effort press into his entrance, expanding it farther than his fingers had done. He gasped and his eyes went wide, mouth gaping.
Crowley looked on in anticipation. He took in the magnificence of the being in front of him. His alabaster skin was shining with dewy ecstasy. His thick hungry cock, bobbing against his plush tummy. Aziraphale was perfect, and for some reason he had decided to love Crowley.
Aziraphale smiled down at Crowley and then dropped, taking Crowley all in, in one fell swoop. The both gasped and grabbed at each other.
“Oh Angel..” Crowley arched his back and thrust getting as deep as he could into Aziraphale.
Aziraphale hugged the demon as Crowley bucked his hips, Airaphles ass accepting him, eating him up, taking all of him in. They fit perfectly together, as if they had been made for each other. Who knew, maybe She had made them for each other.
Crowley couldn’t take it anymore, the slow speed was killing him. He sped his thrusts up and felt Aziraphales fingers dig into his sides. They both rocked and both moaned loudly at the increasing speed.
“Crowley I’m gonna come,” Aziraphale said breathlessly.
Crowley thrust harder. “Cum for me Angel, you deserve it.”
Aziraphale’s cock twitched and sent hot seed between his and Crowley’s body.
Crowley's eyes rolled back into his head.
“I’m gonna..” was all he was able to get out before his body jerked and he sent his seed deep into his Angel, claiming him, taking all of him and making his Angel truly his. He hugged Aziraphale as a slight tear appeared at the corner of his eye. They were together, they could be together, they could have this forever. He sighed and kissed the Angel on the head again.
“How was that Angel? Feeling satisfied?”
Aziraphale looked up at him.
“Oh dear, that was amazing.I never knew it could be like this. I never knew we could be like this. Oh Crowley, I love you so much.” Crowley squeezed him tightly.
“I love you, too, Angel, forever and always.” They rolled over, Crowley snapped his fingers and they were both cleaned up. He grabbed Aziraphale and pulled him close.
Aziraphale snuggled into Crowley's arms and nuzzled his head against his demon's chest.
“Crowley, my love, thank you so much for everything,” he sighed. “I wish.. I want… I oh..” He blushed to the tips of his ears.
“What is it, dove? What is it you want?” Crowley kissed the other’s head.
“I wish to taste you my love. To bring you to peak.” He whispered
Crowley closed his eyes and purred.
“Oh yes Angel, please.” He shifted in anticipation
Aziraphale kissed his way down Crowley's chest taking time to play with his nipples. Aziraphale reached his prize and slid his hand around the base of the shaft.
Crowley groaned and rocked his hips, his body begging for more.
Aziraphale licked the tip of the head, lapping up the pre that was shining there. He lingered on the taste savoring it, memorizing it. He lightly swirled his tongue around the head teasing Crowley as he heard the moans and gasps coming from his partner. With a smirk Aziraphale took Crowley’s effort in one swift movement.
Crowley’s eyes flew open and he gasped as his body bucked, sending his effort to the back of Aziraphale’s throat.
Aziraphale shifted his head from side to side and used his tongue to massage the member as he started rocking his head back and forth. Taking Crowley in long swift strokes.
Crowley started seeing stars as he closed his eyes again feeling the lovely pressure and administrations to his effort. He reached out and grabbed his Angel's hair and started rutting to the rhythm Aziraphale had set. Feeling the build up in him.
“Angel… I’m going to cum,” he breathed out.
Aziraphale doubled his efforts and felt Crowley shiver as he tasted the slick slide over his tongue and to the back of his throat. He closed his eyes and took it all in, enjoying the salty and heady taste of Crowley’s essence. He backed off the tender shaft and kissed his way back up to his love.
Crowley brought Aziraphale’s mouth to his, tasting himself on his Angel. Slipping a tongue between the other’s lips flicking it now and then, driving the desire back up to a fever pitch. He growled again and worked his hands down Aziraphale’s body. Dragging his nails and nipping at his neck. He bucked up and shifted so that he was on top of Aziraphale.
Aziraphale gasped in shock as he was laid on his back hands pinned above his head.
“Oh Angel, you drive me nuts. Everything that you do makes me love you more and I just want to devour you.”
He emphasised it by nipping at the others neck.
Aziraphale let out a little yip and playfully struggled against Crowley's hands.
“Oh no, Angel you are mine. But don’t worry I will take good care of you.” He smiled mischievously, then snapped his fingers.
Aziraphale’s eyes widened as he felt his entrance suddenly, but gently stretched and got ready to be taken.
Crowley lowered one of his arms down and drew a line down the middle of Aziraphale’s chest and down to his partner's pale curls. He lifted Aziraphale’s leg up over his shoulder and looked down lovingly at his Angel.
“Are you wanting this, luv?”
Eyes blown Aziraphale nodded, shifting his hips in response.
“Are you sure?” Crowley drawled
“PLEASE Crowley I need you.” Begged Aziraphale
Crowley used his other hand to pet Aziraphale’s soft blond curls as he kissed him. He slowly slid his member into Aziraphale’s tight hole.
Aziraphale started panting and working his hips lightly getting used to the pressure filling him up, making him feel whole.
Crowley set a slow and steady pace, working Aziraphale’s prostate and hitting the spot just right.
Aziraphale gripped the sheets above his head and arched his back.
“Crowley….. Oh… Ah...I’m…” Aziraphale’s wings burst out just as his slick spilled forth onto his stomach.
At the sight of Aziraphale’s wings Crowley’s were brought forth in response to a show of love and need. Crowley gripped Aziraphale’s hips and buried himself deep into his love. He curled up next to Aziraphale and pet his luscious hair again.
“How was that, Angel?” he panted.
Aziraphale cooed
“Mmm, that was lovely.” He wrapped his arms around Crowley and buried his head into his chest.
They wrapped each other in their wings and drifted off into a peaceful sleep together.
* * *
Crowley awoke before the Angel and leaned over to kiss him on the forehead. He stretched and slid out of bed, doing his best to not disturb Aziraphale. Crowley snapped his fingers and he was fully dressed and refreshed for the day. He looked over at his love. He wanted to get him something special. They had taken their relationship to the next level last night and it deserved celebrating.
As he quietly made his way down stairs, he looked at the wall where he had pleasured Aziraphale and smiled. He snapped his fingers again and Aziraphale’s clothes were wrinkle free and hanging in the closet. He knew Aziraphale would have been put out seeing his treasured clothes crumpled on the floor.
Crowley headed to the door and took one last look at the shop, letting the night's events flow over him once more before turning to leave the shop, locking it up on his way outside his way down the street.
Crowley had a small list to fulfill: food, flowers, and tea. He scratched his head as he wondered where to go and what food to get. He eventually decided on bagels and gravlax, with cinnamon buns.
As for flowers, he would need a gardenia, heather, a red rose and some tulips. Aziraphale knew the language of flowers just as much as he did, so he knew Aziraphale would see the meaning of beauty and love in the bouquet he would put together.
He would also have to head to Aziraphale’s favourite tea shop to get him a bag of his favourite loose tea.. He loved his visits with his Angel, but what excited him about this particular morning was the fact that he could finally show Aziraphale how much he loved him. Now that it had been some time they had averted the apocalypse he was finally able to show his Angel how he feels.
He looked down at the treasures he had collected. It seemed like a weak gesture when what he really wanted was to engulf his Angel with love. A smile crept along his mouth at the thought. They had shared so much last night and they were going to continue to get so close to each other. He wanted to run to him, wrap his arms around him and never let him go.
His excitement to return quickly faded as the bookshop came into view.
Crowley stopped short at the sight of AZ Fell and Co’s front doors flung wide open, books scattered, and loose papers flying out through the door. The goods were quickly forgotten on the ground as Crowley broke into a run towards the door. .
“Aziraphale?”
There was no answer as he hurried through the stacks of books, tearing through the already destroyed bookshop, desperate to find his Angel.
“Aziraphale!”
The shop remained silent as he checked the sitting area. The next stop was the dusty flat above the bookshop, but Crowley was losing hope.
“Aziraphale, you bastard, where are you?” There was no sign in the flat either, Flashes of the fire appeared in front of him. His heart dropped and sweat beaded on his forehead.
He ran down the stairs and saw a glimmer of white under Aziraphales desk. He quickly bent over to get a closer look, and was horrified by what he saw. Three primary feathers lay discarded and bloodied on the floor. Crowley took the feathers gently into his hands, eyes flashing amber with fury.. They had gotten him. They had taken his Angel.