They'll always have this. No matter what happens, if anything happens, they'll have this, they will have had each other, they will pfrwvwr have the love they share. Nobody, not even God Herself, can take that away from them.
The angel arches up against against him, head tilted back in a moan he doesn't get to silence, feeling Crowley push inside him. Bodies entertained, souls dancing, the sheer love and joy and want from the demon so pure all the same, and this is where Aziraphale forgets. This is where the world ceases to be anything but this. And he has no intention of letting go.
Love, pure love, and he wants Crowley to feel it. Passion, longing, all the things he held back because he was afraid. Because he didn't think they could be. How much he loves him, how much he trusts him, how much he needs him. How much Crowley does truly mean to him.
And with a gentle rustle against the bed they're on, the angel's pristine white wings spread out from his back, at first stretching out, before flexing into a half curl.
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The angel arches up against against him, head tilted back in a moan he doesn't get to silence, feeling Crowley push inside him. Bodies entertained, souls dancing, the sheer love and joy and want from the demon so pure all the same, and this is where Aziraphale forgets. This is where the world ceases to be anything but this. And he has no intention of letting go.
Love, pure love, and he wants Crowley to feel it. Passion, longing, all the things he held back because he was afraid. Because he didn't think they could be. How much he loves him, how much he trusts him, how much he needs him. How much Crowley does truly mean to him.
And with a gentle rustle against the bed they're on, the angel's pristine white wings spread out from his back, at first stretching out, before flexing into a half curl.