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And I like the sound of your sweet gentle kiss.
Crowley was longing contently on Aziraphale’s sofa. Pretending to read, really he was just watching the angel who seemed to be quite entranced in the book he was currently reading-1, but he kept making little sounds of surprise and once a full out gasp of disbelief. It took all of the demons self-control-2 not to start snickering at his blonde friend. After a few more minutes he shut the book and turned back to Crowley looking very confused. He cocked an eyebrow ,
“Something I can help you with, angel.” He shook his head, and glanced at the book and then back to the demon.
“How is that considered literature?” The angel sounded very offended at the thought, that something like that, that being the book he had just read, could be considered anything like a book.
“I don’t know, but you know how humans are.” He sat up and glanced up at the angel as enticingly as possible. “Controlled by their basic urges.” Sadly it had the opposite of the desired effect on the angel, who simply looked ill.
Maybe this hadn’t been the best plan to seduce the angel. Not that the demon had any idea how to really go about it.
He’d been trying been trying for a bloody week, but Aziraphale was either completely blind to his intentions-2 or Crowley was the worst tempter in the universe-3. This was his last plan. He had heard a few women he paced while in the flower shop-4 talking about some steamy new romance novel that had gotten her very much in the mood. Well Crowley being at the end of his rope and knowing that the angel would read anything with words on it. Had instantly read her mind. And picked up that book.
He had sneakily set it on the counter of the book shop. That did have the desired effect Aziraphale having no idea where the book had come from had immediately sat down and began to read it, but….
“Yes but still” the angel continued “it was very horrible written and”
“I doubt it wasss meant to be read for the plot, angel.” At this point Crowley was feeling very testy and horrible dejected. At this point Crowley was sure he had actually created his own Aziraphale centric hell. Complete with unrequited feelings and tartan jumpers.
“My dear are you alright, you just hissed.” Crowley’s gold eyes widened. Great going, he only hissed when he was either very emotional, or very drunk and the angel knew it. The blonde haired male-5 sat next to him and looked at the former serpent intently. “Did you bring that here?” He gestured to the book. Crowley nodded. He couldn’t really talk or form words.
The angel was too close. All that he could focus on was him. Oh bless me.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to insult...”
“Bless it angel it’s not about the book.” Aziraphale looked truly confused.
“Then...” Crowley smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand and started laughing.
“For Go-Sat-someone’s sake, Aziraphale I’m trying to seduce you.”
“What. No” Aziraphale stood up and shook his head in a very disbelieving fashion.
“Of course I have, all the gifts, impromptu visits, goodness angel I was being bloody obvious.” Crowley would have kept ranting but he was cut off when a soft pair of lips met his. The kiss was soft, shy and tentative. It was just like he had imagined kissing the angel would be like gentle and sweet it ended with a soft pop.
“You could have just told me silly snake.” Aziraphale’s eyes shinned with happiness, Crowley was sure there was a goofy smile on his face that was very un-demon like. He closed his serpentine eyes.
“I’ll remember that.” He then cupped the angels face and pressed his lips back to the angels.
He liked everything about kissing Aziraphale. It was sweet and gentle. And the demon doubted he could get enough.
1 – The Angel was known to spend days reading and nothing else.
2 – Which was very possible after all Angels weren’t actually experts on love, they were supposed to love everything so singular love was a bit of a hard thing for them
3 – He was sure that wasn’t it after all he had caused original sin.
4 – He needed a replacement for a very uncooperative rosebush.