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Sometimes during quiet times in the evening when Aziraphale decided to read, Crowley would lay in his lap and doze or sit on the floor between Aziraphale’s knees with his head on the angel’s thigh and stomach burrowed in the fuzzy softness of his waistcoat. Aziraphale would reach down around his book to pet his hair and the demon would let out contented sighs every so often. This is how he was tonight when Aziraphale decided to broach the subject with him as they spent a quiet evening together in the bookshop.
“Why do you sit on the floor like that? You have such long legs that it doesn’t look comfortable.”
Crowley shrugged, lifting his face up, so he could look at Aziraphale. “I don’t know. It . . . feels right.”
Crowley's submissive behaviour when they're alone don't go unnoticed by Aziraphale. Together the two establish a dynamic that is right for them. The only problem is that someone is trying to throw a spanner in their relationship. Are Heaven and Hell attempting to break them apart?