Crowley

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale didn't quite know what to do with himself.

Ever since the night before, when he'd blinked away from Crowley - Crowley who had kissed him. He was confused, and he was having feelings, and he didn't know how to deal with any of them.

So of course he decided to read one of his favorite books.

He put a "CLOSED" sign on the bookshop door, and sat down with a misprinted bible and a cup of tea.

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[theangelfell]

“What about when you kissed me?” Aziraphale countered. “What kind of surprise was that?”

[sauntereddownward]

"Oh. Well. Erm, ah...not good. No, not at all. It was sinful, don't you think?" he hemmed.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale shrugged. “I suppose that depends on why you did it. But that question surprised you, didn’t it?” He smiled.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley watched him a long moment, that cheeky smile burning into what he would have imagined would have been his heart if he had one.

"Don't be so cheeky," he scolded, annoyed that Aziraphale had gotten the better of him. As he often did. Truly, sometimes the angel did sin better than the demon himself.

[theangelfell]

“I thought you liked me cheeky,” said Aziraphale. “Or rather... less angelic.”

[sauntereddownward]

"I like the bit of a bastard in you, I won't lie," Crowley said. Of course he'd lie...just not about this. Or, actually, many other things. The truth was, after all, so very damning for mankind.

[theangelfell]

“So why can’t I like the goodness in you?” Aziraphale asked quietly.

[sauntereddownward]

"Ohh, I doubt I'm as good as you think I am, angel," he replied. "You just bring out the best in me."

[theangelfell]

Still wrapped up in Crowley’s wing, Aziraphale hesitated, and then leaned in and kissed his cheek.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley looked more than a bit shocked.

"What was that for?" he asked.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale blushed. “I like bringing out the best in you.”

[sauntereddownward]

"You're mad," he accused, but his wing moved a bit, up and down, and he delighted in the Grace he could feel being so close. Impulsively, he kissed the angel in return, chaste and quick.

[theangelfell]

“Crowley,” said Aziraphale quietly, then stopped, because he didn’t know what came next.

[sauntereddownward]

What came next was the warm embrace of a dark wing, a slight pivot, and a proper kiss. Full on the mouth, one that had been stewing for centuries.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale gasped in surprise, and... kissed him back. There wasn't really a question this time that that's what he was doing. And he felt... so many things, all at once, just as he had the night before. It was overwhelming and terrifying and wonderful.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley kissed him well and proper, tasting the Grace that lingered on the angel's tongue. He finally pulled away, breathless.

"You're quite the surprise, aren't you?" Crowley said reverently.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale swallowed hard, and looked something between stunned and terrified. "I - Crowley, why do you keep doing that?" He couldn't work it out. "If - if you're trying to trick me into lust, fine, you've succeeded. Are you satisfied?"

[sauntereddownward]

"I know you won't believe me, but I'm not trying to trick you into anything," he replied.

"I was just hoping you...well, erm...I was hoping you might feel a bit the same as, erm...me."

[theangelfell]

Azirpahale was quiet for a moment. "What do you feel?"

He was having trouble accepting that this was anything but Crowley making fun or trying to manipulate him. Perhaps because the alternative was so hard to wrap his head around.

[sauntereddownward]

"Rather the opposite of disgust and repulsion, I should think," he said, not quite able to use words like love or affection.

[theangelfell]

"You're not... trying to tempt me?" Aziraphale ventured, sounding unsure.

[sauntereddownward]

"Awwwohhh, well...I'm not trying...but I'd quite like to hope I am despite all things," he replied.

[theangelfell]

"Mostly I'm feeling very confused," Aziraphale said softly.

[sauntereddownward]

"I don't know why you should, unless you've not been paying attention for the last three thousand years," he replied.

[theangelfell]

"But you can't possibly..." Aziraphale hesitated, almost whispered, "want me. What do you want?"