There is nothing Crowley wouldn't do for Aziraphale. He would do anything to protect him, to love him, to keep him close. He knew this before, back before they even started on this adventure running from Heaven and Hell. But now, holding him in his arms, his wings wrapped around him, their bodies entwined, he knows he'd do anything to feel this with him forever.

He moves his body, sliding into and out of him, increasing his pace. He lets out a low groan against Aziraphale's neck, and then moves his mouth to reclaim the angel's.

He lets his hands slide up Aziraphale's sides, before moving up to catch his hands, to twine his fingers with his.