Crowley

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale moaned into the kiss. It just felt so good...

"More, I want more..."

More. Well, that was a leap of imagination. Crowley wasn't even sure how to go about...well, anything really.

"Make an effort," he said softly. He did for himself and suddenly there was a pressure against Aziraphale's hip of an erection.

Aziraphale had done this so rarely, and it had been so long, that it took him a beat to remember how. And then he felt... "Oh..."

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[sauntereddownward]

"For an angel, you're an shameless hedonist," he pointed out. Then smiled.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale bristled a little. "Soap is not hedonistic."

And then suddenly (perhaps due to the reminder of hedonism), he realized that they were both standing there naked, and he looked at Crowley, and... "You're beautiful," he murmured.

[sauntereddownward]

"So are you," he replied softly.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale blushed. "You're just saying that."

[sauntereddownward]

"I have never lied to you," he said.

Well, not directly. Was evading the truth the same as lying?

[theangelfell]

"You really think I'm beautiful?" Aziraphale said quietly. He certainly wasn't vain, but the only person that he cared about being beautiful for was right in front of him.

[sauntereddownward]

"I thought you were stunning, even before I Fell," he admitted.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale blinked in surprise. "You... noticed me? Then? But... with all the other angels..."

[sauntereddownward]

"You were always the most beautiful burning wheel with a thousand eyes," he replied, nudging him to the tub.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale blushed at the poetic compliment as he slipped into the water... and miracled some bubbles with a pleasant sandalwood scent.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley slithered in, too. The bath was just big enough for them both, and quite deep.

"Alright, this is nice," he purred.

[theangelfell]

Crowley was sitting across from him, and Aziraphale relaxed a little so that their legs were touching.

"So what happens now?" he asked quietly.

[sauntereddownward]

"Generally my toes prune up after I fall asleep for a while," he said, taking Aziraphale literally.

[theangelfell]

"Well that's very good to know in the immediate," Aziraphale said. "But what I meant was - does anything change? Between us? This seems like... I don't know. Something is different."

[sauntereddownward]

"If we were human I'd think the next step would be to shack up," he said. He paused. "I'm not moving."

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale had kind of thought that as well.

"Is it, ah, that you don't want to move, or that you don't want to shack up?"

[sauntereddownward]

"Angel, you know I hate moving," he said, a touch of a whine to his voice. "I like my..." he gestured wide..."...space."

His flat really was nothing but space.

[theangelfell]

"That... isn't an answer," Aziraphale pointed out.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley Prided himself on the fact he could usually get away with not answering. Most of the time the angel let him get away with it, too.

"I'd like to live with you. But I don't like your flat and you don't like my flat," he said.

[theangelfell]

"Well..." Aziraphale looked thoughtful. "I mean, I certainly wouldn't give up my bookshop anyway. And there's no reason you couldn't keep this place, be here when you want to, butt... what if we got a new place, that's truly for both of us?"

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley considered that for a moment, then nodded.

"We could go shopping for decor," he smirked.

[theangelfell]

"We could!" said Aziraphale cheerfully. "Though... I mean, we'll have to find things that suit both our tastes..."

[sauntereddownward]

"I may have just devised my own worst torture," the demon mumbled.

[theangelfell]

"Don't you think it would be worth it, to sleep together every night?" Aziraphale said, and reached under the water to stroke Crowley's ankle lightly with his fingers.

[sauntereddownward]

That gave him pause again, but after a moment he nodded.

"That would be rather nice," he finally agreed.