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Aziraphale and Crowley were enjoying a peaceful moment and had fallen asleep, snuggled together on the sofa. Soft music played in the background, adding to the gentle atmosphere of the late afternoon.
The angel was the first to awaken, and knowing that the demon was still fast asleep, he indulged in one of his favorite activities.
Watching his beloved sleeping.
As much as he loved the energy that seemed to be constantly vibrating in Crowley, he loved to see him so abandoned to him.
"Angel, I know you're looking at me."
Aziraphale chuckled softly, leaning close to the demon and showering his face with butterfly kisses before asking softly, "And do you mind?"
Crowley shook his head and tightened his arms around Aziraphale, who snuggled even closer.
The demon sighed contentedly and said simply, "It feels so good."
Aziraphale looked up at Crowley, who now had his eyes open, and replied softly, "You're right, it's perfect.
In fact, the moment was so perfect that neither of them could find a strong enough word to describe their shared sense of fulfillment.
They shared a smile.
A smile that was theirs alone.
A smile that said everything and that only they understood.
In the second that followed, their lips met.
It didn't matter who had brought their lips together first.
It didn't matter which of them opened their lips to let the other's tongue in to begin the familiar dance.
It didn't matter which of them brushed their fingers across the other's neck or which of them moaned in response.
It didn't matter because it was the same love that moved them both.
So when they parted to catch their breath, it didn't matter who spoke first, because it would be the same words.
"I love you."