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Aziraphale was comfortable and happy in his dream, more comfortable and happy than he’d been in a long time. His mind was trying to wake him up, but he resisted. He wanted to stay in the dream he was in, just a little longer. Then he felt a little movement behind him and his eyes flew open.
He was nearly naked, dressed only in his pants, lying in a large, comfortable bed on red silk sheets. There was a black nightstand in front of him that had two bottles of water, a couple of condoms, and a little bottle of lubricant on it. He wondered about these things for a moment, his mind fuzzy, until he felt lips press against his shoulder, and he remembered. Crowley. He relaxed into Crowley’s arms with a smile, and closed his eyes happily.
“Good morning, angel,” Crowley said, his voice low and rumbly, reaching for Aziraphale’s hand and threading their fingers.
Aziraphale sighed, content. “Good morning to you, darling.”
Crowley pressed more kisses to his shoulder. “Did you sleep well?”
“I did. In fact, I don’t know the last time I slept so well.”
He could feel Crowley’s smile against his shoulder. “Well, we’ll just have to do this again.”
Aziraphale felt a thrill. “I do hope so. How about you? Did you sleep well?”
Crowley nuzzled closer, pulling Aziraphale’s body tight. “That was the best sleep of my life.”
“Oh, you’re just saying that.”
“I’m not. I could get used to this.”
Aziraphale smiled, his eyes still closed. “I could, too.”
They lay together for a long time, skin to skin, and Aziraphale didn’t think he’d ever been so happy. It was a feeling of utter contentment that he couldn’t quite explain. Of rightness. Of completion. It was… it was ineffable. Simply beyond words.
“What do you have to do today, angel?”
Aziraphale thought for a moment. “I have an appointment at the shop this afternoon at two. Why?”
“Would you maybe be willing to spend the day with me until you have to go?”
Aziraphale didn’t answer right away, he was feeling too chuffed, but apparently he took too long and Crowley panicked. He felt him tense and start to back away. “I only thought.. I’m sorry. That’s probably too fast.”
“No,” Aziraphale said, holding his hand to keep him from retreating. “It's not too fast at all. I’d love to spend the day with you.”
“You don’t think I sound needy and pathetic?”
Aziraphale chuckled. “Not at all, darling. Not at all.”
Crowley relaxed a bit. “Good,” he said, then kissed Aziraphale’s shoulder again. “Hey, angel?”
“Yes, Crowley?”
“WIll you do me a favor?”
“I’d love to.”
“Will you roll over so I can see your face?”
Aziraphale smiled. “Absolutely.”
He rolled his body until he was lying on his opposite side, facing Crowley, and oh, heavens. He’d thought Crowley was beautiful the night before in the low light, but now, with the morning sun shining on him, illuminating his face, he was absolutely breathtaking. He had a smattering of freckles across his elfin nose, and fine lines beside his eyes that spoke of smiles. He was smiling now, in fact, looking for all the world like the happiest man on earth. Which Aziraphale could relate to. He certainly felt incredibly happy.
Without thinking, he reached up and traced his fingers down Crowley’s face. “You’re beautiful, darling.”
Crowley smiled brighter, then pressed a small kiss to Aziraphale’s lips. “Thank you. But you look like a literal angel.”
Aziraphale grinned. “I think you need your eyes checked.”
“Not likely,” he chuckled. “Fuck, I’m so glad I met you.”
“I’m glad I met you, too, dear.”
Crowley kissed him again, quickly. “So what do you want to do today?”
“Oh, I don’t know. What do you usually do when you have a date spend the night?”
“I couldn’t tell you. It’s been a long time since someone spent the night. And even longer since I wanted to spend the next day with them.”
“Yes, it’s been a long time for me, too. But I suppose we can muddle through together, can’t we?”
Crowley grinned. “Together. I like that.”
Aziraphale kissed him. “I like it, too.”
“Alright, let’s plan a day. First, breakfast. I think I have some eggs, and bread for toast. And I always have coffee. But I don’t have the ingredients for a big, exceptional breakfast, which is what you deserve. So we should probably go out for breakfast.”
“Brunch,” Aziraphale corrected with a wicked grin.
Crowley grinned back. “Brunch,” he agreed.
“Going out for brunch is fine. I assume there are restaurants around here?”
“A couple, yeah. Do you like crepes? You seem like the type of man who would appreciate a good crepe.”
“I do like crepes, very much.”
“There’s a little creperie here, just a couple of streets over. We could go there, if you like. Then after, if you want, we could go to the park.”
“The park?”
“Yeah. There’s a little duck pond. I thought maybe we could feed the ducks and just… be together for a while.”
“Crowley, that sounds marvelous.”
He grinned. “Yeah?”
“Absolutely.”
“Perfect. Then we'll do that, and after, we’ll come back here and I’ll give you a lift back to Soho for your appointment.”
Privately, Aziraphale was almost certain that he’d be canceling his appointment today, but he didn’t say so. Not quite yet.
“That sounds like an excellent plan,” Aziraphale said agreeably. “As long as you promise to hold my hand and kiss me a lot.”
“Oh, angel, I’m going to kiss you and touch you so much, you’ll wish I’d stop.”
“I doubt that will ever happen,” Aziraphale replied.
“Would you care to put it to the test?” Crowley’s grin was lopsided.
“Why, yes. Yes, I would,” he replied, and Crowley chuckled against Aziraphale’s smiling mouth.
The kiss was sweet and soft for a time, but it didn’t take long before one or the other of them parted their lips and the kiss deepened. Aziraphale melted into it and was thrilled to feel Crowley’s hands slide over his skin. He was doubly thrilled when he felt Crowley’s cock harden against his, only the fabric of their pants separating them.
They kissed for a long time, and Aziraphale took advantage of the time to let his hands map out Crowley’s body. He was lean, but not skinny, and nicely muscled. Aziraphale loved when his muscles jumped under his touch, as if they, too, were aroused. It made him feel powerful.
Crowley was gripping his arse, squeezing, and rutting against Aziraphale almost needily. In return, Aziraphale sent his hand down to grip Crowley’s pert bum, under his boxers. Crowley moaned into his mouth and Aziraphale broke the kiss to smile.
“Fuck, angel.”
Aziraphale’s grin turned wicked. “We haven’t even started properly yet. Assuming you do want to make love.”
Crowley nodded, his mouth open. “I do. Yeah.”
“Oh, excellent. Then I guess you won't be needing these,” he said, then pulled on the waist of Crowley’s pants to get rid of them. Crowley helpfully shimmied them off, then grabbed Aziraphale’s.
“And you won’t be needing these,” he said, pulling them down. While Aziraphale was kicking them free, Crowley reached out and grabbed his cock with a long-fingered hand, and Aziraphale groaned.
“Fuck, angel,” he said. “your cock is so big and thick. Jesus. I want it.”
“You can have it,” Aziraphale promised, thrusting lightly into his hand. “I’ll do anything for you.”
“Will you fuck me with it?” Crowley asked hopefully.
“Oh, my darling. I’d love to. But a little later,” he said, then wrapped his hand around Crowley’s cock.
Crowley groaned. “Shit, angel. I love your hands.”
“Mmm. Your hand feels good, too, darling,” Aziraphale purred, eyes closed, thrusting a little more. Crowley’s cock felt so long, so big and thick, the perfect handful. He nearly salivated at the thought of sucking him again, and he wondered if Crowley would let him. But he didn’t get to wonder long before he felt Crowley’s free hand on the back of his head, pulling him into a messy kiss. Their tongues chased each other, planting their flag in each other’s mouths, and Aziraphale moaned into it when Crowley twisted his hand around his cock.
Aziraphale didn’t open his eyes when the kiss broke a moment later, he just panted for breath against Crowley’s open mouth, stroking each other’s cock. It was the most intimate moment he’d had in a long, long time.
“Can I suck you, angel? Please let me put my mouth on you.”
Aziraphale nodded, still breathing heavy. “Yes, darling.”
“And then you’ll fuck me?”
“I’ll do anything, Crowley. Anything.”
Crowley kissed him again, then gently pushed and lay Aziraphale over on his back. Aziraphale went, releasing Crowley’s cock reluctantly, and Crowley hovered over him for a moment before he broke the kiss and smiled down at Aziraphale.
“Thank you for letting me do this, angel.”
“You’re thanking me?”
Crowley only kissed his lips again, then started trailing kisses down his jaw, his neck, his shoulder.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, angel,” he murmured against his skin. “Absolutely the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen.”
“Do you really mean that?”
“Christ, yes,” Crowley said, then swirled his tongue around Aziraphale’s nipple. “Sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
“I think you are.”
Crowley gave him a grin. “You’re allowed to be wrong,” he said, then started kissing and rubbing Aziraphale’s belly. He was on his knees, bent over Aziraphale, his arse in the air, and had both hands on Aziraphale’s body. Aziraphale whined when Crowley wrapped his hand around his cock, then trailed his lips lower.
“I can’t wait to taste you.”
“I’m rather looking forward to it, too,” Aziraphale replied, much more flip than he currently felt.
Crowley paused when he got to Aziraphale’s belly button, and Aziraphale gasped when he dipped his tongue in. Then, without missing a beat, he dragged his tongue down the trail of hair towards Aziraphale’s cock, and Aziraphale could feel his breath on the head.
As he watched with hooded eyes, Crowley licked his cock, then scraped his teeth lightly across the head, making him keen.
“Most goddamn beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” Crowley said, then opened his mouth and took the head of Aziraphale’s cock in.
Aziraphale cried out, throwing his head back onto the pillows, and grabbed Crowley’s head. Crowley didn’t hesitate a minute before setting up a toe-curling rhythm, bobbing and sucking, and Aziraphale thought he’d die of pleasure.
“God, darling… your mouth feels so good. It’s so hot and wet. Fuck.”
Crowley hummed around his cock, vibrating it just right, and Aziraphale groaned his pleasure. He sent his left hand down to stroke the skin of Crowley’s back, towards his arse. When he touched his arse, Crowley moaned again, and Aziraphale was hit with an idea. He released Crowley’s head and reached for the lube, getting some on his fingers, then slid them between Crowley’s cheeks. Crowley whined a little, and Aziraphale started circling his rim.
“That’s it, Crowley. I’ll take care of you, I promise. You just suck me like the good boy you are.”
Crowley made a whining noise again, around his cock, and Aziraphale grinned.
“Do you like that? Do you like being my good boy?”
He nodded as best he was able and made an ‘mhm’ sound.
“Well, you are. So very good. And I ought to reward you. Would you like me to finger your arse?”
Crowley nodded again, and pushed his bum back against Aziraphale’s fingers. Aziraphale started easing his finger inside, and when it breached, Crowley moaned.
“Yes, darling. It feels good, doesn’t it? I’m going to make you feel so much better. I promise.”
Crowley opened his mouth wide and took him deeper, and Aziraphale felt himself hit the back of his throat.
“Oh, my darling, you’re just a marvel at this. The best little cocksucker I’ve ever known. I could let you suck me for hours - days. And you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
“Mhm,” Crowley said, still bobbing him on that deeper depth, pushing his arse back to get more of Aziraphale’s fingers. Aziraphale fucked him on that single finger for a while, then started to slide the second one in. Crowley moaned more.
“Look at you, taking my cock in your mouth and my fingers in your arse. You’re a little slutty, aren’t you, Crowley? Just a little bit. Well, lucky for you, I like it a little slutty.”
Crowley pulled off his cock and looked up at him, his eyes blown, his lips pink and swollen. “More, angel. Give me more. I can take it. Get me ready for this cock.”
“Is that what you want, darling?”
“Yes, please…”
“Very well,” he said, then carefully added a third finger. Crowley’s eyes rolled back in his head with pleasure, then he bent and started sucking Aziraphale even more vigorously, making lots of noise and even more mess.
“Oh, my darling, you feel so good. Your mouth is like sin and your arse is so tight. I feel sure that your arse around my cock is going to be the best thing I’ve ever felt. I can’t wait for it.”
Corwley sucked him like a madman, like he was starving for the taste of Aziraphale’s cock, and Aziraphale was surprised when he reached across to the bed stand, retrieving a condom and the lubricant. He brought them back to lay on the bed beside Aziraphale’s body, then he pulled his mouth off of Aziraphale’s cock, tore open the condom, lay it on the head of his cock, and rolled it down with his mouth. Aziraphale groaned in appreciation.
“Am I to assume you’re ready for me to fuck you?” he asked with more calmness than he felt.
Crowley sucked him a little longer, his hand playing with Aziraphale’s bollocks, then pulled off and looked up at Aziraphale. “Are you ready to fuck me?”
“My darling, I’m quite ready.”
“How do you want me?” Crowley asked, gently rocking back against the three fingers in his arse.
“I don’t care. I just want to be able to see you.”
Crowley closed his eyes, moving with Aziraphale’s hand, then he grabbed the lube and slicked Aziraphale’s cock. “I’ll ride you. I want to ride this cock.”
“I’m certainly in favor of that,” Aziraphale said.
He kept his fingers in Crowley’s arse until he absolutely had to remove them, when Crowley came to straddle him. Crowley grabbed his cock and lined it up with his hole, his eyes blazing down at Aziraphale, and Aziraphale just massaged his thighs for the moment, watching him with hungry eyes. Once Crowley was satisfied, he started pressing back against Aziraphale’s cock, and Aziraphale felt the pressure on the head grow. He watched Crowley’s face carefully, to make sure he was okay, but he looked deep in concentration. Finally, there was a little pop and he was inside. Both of them sighed, and Crowley smiled.
“Are you alright, darling?”
“I’m fucking perfect,” he said, pressing back to take Aziraphale deeper. Aziraphale felt him sink inch by inch until he was fully seated, sitting on his cock. It felt so good, really, the best thing Aziraphale had ever felt, but he was struck by how proud Crowley looked.
Suddenly, he couldn't wait another minute and grabbed Crowley by the head and pulled him down into a sloppy, messy kiss. Crowley started moving on him, fucking him gently, and Aziraphale moaned into his mouth.
“That good, angel?”
Aziraphale nodded. “My darling, your arse is as close to heaven as I ever want to be.”
Crowley grinned and kissed him again, then sat up, his hands planted on Aziraphale’s chest. He rolled his hips in a circle, fucking him shallowly, and Aziraphale reached up to grab his hips, watching him hungrily.
“Look at you up there, riding me. Does it feel good to you, dearest? Does my cock feel good, filling you?”
“Christ, yes. Your cock is so big and thick. Fills me so full. Fuck, I want this so much.”
“You can have it. All of it you’d like.”
Crowley groaned and began bouncing on him, riding him in earnest. Aziraphale gripped his hips harder.
“Yes, darling. Ride me. Take your pleasure from me. Fuck me, Crowley.”
“Angel… angel…”
Aziraphale started fucking up into him, making Crowley cry out.
“Yes, yes. Your arse is so sweet. Yes, Crowley. You take my cock so well, like you were born to do it. Your arse was made for my cock.”
“Yeah. Yeah. I was,” Crowley whined. “This is what I was born to do. Fuck. I want to fuck you all day.”
“You can, I’ll let you,” Aziraphale said, a little out of breath. He bucked up into Crowley’s arse, hard, making him shout.
“I’m getting close, darling. I’m going to come. Can you come for me, like a good boy?”
Crowley nodded, his face screwed up. “Yeah. I’m gonna come. Getting close.”
Aziraphale sped up. “God! I want you to paint me with it. You hear me? I want you to cover me with your spend, Crowley.”
“Can I - can I touch myself?”
“Yes, dear. Fuck your fist and make yourself come while I fuck you.”
Crowley grabbed his bobbing cock and pumped it urgently, his head thrown back, his whole body moving with each thrust. Their bodies made a dull slapping sound, and Aziraphale felt himself grow closer to the edge. But he wanted Crowley to finish first. He wanted to see the pleasure on his face.
“Crowley, Crowley, I’m so close. Going to come for you. Please, dear, please. Show me what a good boy you are and come for me.”
Corwley obeyed, coming with a shout, thick ropes of come spurting from his cock and covering Aziraphale’s chest. Aziraphale barely had time to take in the ecstatic look on his face before he followed him into bliss, coming harder than he ever had before. It felt like every cell of his body had detonated, and his entire being was focused on the feeling of his cock emptying into Crowley. He cried out, he wasn’t sure what, and his hands clutched bruises into Crowley’s skin.
When he came back to himself, Crowley was still sitting on him, his eyes closed and face lax, and Aziraphale felt his heart swell. When Crowley opened his golden eyes to look down at him, Aziraphale smiled, unable to help it. Crowley smiled back before Aziraphale reached for him, pulling him down into a slow, lingering kiss.
“Was that good for you?” Crowley asked, out of breath.
Aziraphale huffed a laugh. “My darling, that was the very best sex of my life.”
“Good, maybe that means you’ll want to do it again.”
“I very much want to do this again,” he said. “And again, and again, and again.”
Crowley smiled tiredly, and Aziraphale kissed him again, letting his tongue explore, until he softened enough to slip out of Crowley. They both whimpered when he did, but didn’t stop kissing, not for a while. Eventually they did stop, and Crowley rolled off to Aziraphale’s side with a groan. Aziraphale was covered in sticky come, a full condom still on his prick, but he didn't care. He reached for Crowley’s hand, threading their fingers, seeking the connection.
“Thank you for that, dear.”
Crowley laughed up at the ceiling. “I feel like I should be thanking you, since my world just got rocked.”
“Mine too, But to be fair, my mind was first rocked on its side when you put your arm around me last night and pretended to be my boyfriend.”
“Yeah, it felt like the world tilted then for me, too,” he agreed. Then he turned to Aziraphale and smiled. “At any rate, I think I may buy that Gabriel tosser a drink if I ever see him again. I’m so grateful he was a bother.”
Aziraphale chuckled. “Oh, don’t waste your time with him. I’d much rather you and I buy drinks for each other.”
“I’d love to.”
Aziraphale brought their joined hands up to kiss. “Good.”