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    After six-thousand years, the heart is the strongest muscle in Crowley's body.

    True story.

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    14 Dec 2019

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    “You’ll have to show me,” Aziraphale said. “I’ve never done it before. I mean—I know the principle, of course, but given the life I lead, it never really comes into—”

    “Aziraphale,” said Crowley patiently. “It’s very simple. You’ve smoked a cigarette. It’s the exact same process.”

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    13 Dec 2019

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    “Angel…”, he mutters so softly Aziraphale almost doesn’t hear him. “Is this some sort of… punishment?”
    Aziraphale doesn’t answer right away, gives himself a moment to consider it, then slides his hand even further upwards, until he can cup Crowley’s crotch, squeezing slightly.
    “Yes, I think it is."

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    13 Dec 2019

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    He was beautiful, but in a ‘don’t touch’ sort of way, like the apple he was famous for- freedom and banishment all wrapped into one tantalizing fruit. Unfortunately, Aziraphale had never been particularly good at resisting temptation.

     

     

     

    Aziraphale tries to tell himself that what he feels for Crowley is nothing more than lust. Turns out, he's a terrible liar.

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    13 Dec 2019

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    Said I, a few weeks ago: "I feel there’s also room for e.g. bedsharing fic where the apocalypse has Not Happened and they’ve fallen into queerplatonic (or so they think) bedsharing and Crowley thinks he’s alone in being driven slowly to distraction by it, so he says nothing. Then one night he wakes when it’s still dark, and at first he doesn’t know why, until he hears Aziraphale’s breathing a little raspier than usual, and feels the very slight trembling of the bed."

    And lo, that is exactly what this is.

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    09 Dec 2019

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