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    Nobody would suspect that Aziraphale, reluctant Principality and fidgety Guardian of the Eastern Gate of Eden, would have a tryst with a demon.
    This is a good thing. It means they’re less likely to get caught.
    “You’re about to say yes, angel,” murmurs the serpent behind him, hot breath against the shell of his ear and hands lost inside Aziraphale’s mint-green silk robe. “I can feel it.” 

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    In which Crowley and Aziraphale have been sleeping together since Eden and somehow still manage to pine after each other for six thousand years.

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    13 Jun 2025

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    “Why did you come here?” Aziraphale interrupts. “Why do you keep doing this?” All the saving, he means, all the chasing after Aziraphale he does. It can’t only be that he’s not keen to endure a replacement. That can’t be it, not anymore. He’s going to get himself in trouble, and then it’ll be Aziraphale’s fault.

    Crowley’s mouth shuts with a click. He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, reaches for the handle of the fork and taps his fingertips against it before setting his hands in his lap.

    When he speaks, it’s very soft. “Don’t you know?” he asks.

    Aziraphale, unnaccustomed to his heart refusing to translate why it throbs with such haste, shakes his head.

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    12 Jun 2025

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    "Why are you doing this?"

    Aziraphale's voice is faint, his breathing uneven. Crowley doesn't lift his eyes to see the sickly look on his face, the twist of pain where only joyous smiles should ever be.

    "Bandages need changing", he mumbles, eyes fixed firmly on his working hands.

    "No. I meant-" He can hear as Aziraphale swallows. "Why do you care for me?"

    It isn't just 'why do you take care of me'. It's 'why do you still care at all'.

    Crowley has to close his eyes for a second, makes sure Aziraphale doesn't see.

    "Cause you're here", he says, voice carefully detached, "and you're hurt, and you need someone. And that someone's gotta be me."

    "Why?"

    He won't answer that. He can't answer that.

    "Don't ask stupid questions."

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    Or, the one where Heaven punishes Aziraphale the only way they know how, Crowley is there to help pick up the pieces, and maybe they can actually build something new and much more beautiful from both their broken shards.

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    10 Jun 2025

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    Crowley laughs. He can’t help it. And the wine is very good.
    “What’s funny?” Aziraphale asks.
    “Are you joking?” Crowley tilts his head to look at him over his glasses. “No, nothing at all, this is all perfectly normal. Very dull conversation really.”
    Aziraphale smiles back. “What’s funnier, dear boy? That I’ve considered it or that you haven’t?”

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    09 Jun 2025

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    Crowley had gotten used to scratching a particular itch in Hell, but he was cut off from it the moment he and Aziraphale cut ties with their employers; and now, happy and in love, the itch is suddenly back and worse than ever.

    Guilt tastes sour and selfish, especially when he finally had everything he’d ever wanted sitting in a cottage in South Downs, and Crowley comes to terms with the fact that this probably was never just about sex after all.

    In short: Crowley is used to getting fucked by a personification of his self-esteem issues and finds that he has a hard time asking for what he really wants.

    And what he wants is to be in the lap of the Divine.

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    09 Jun 2025