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"Fuck Heaven, you're gorgeous."
He said, panting on top of Aziraphale as the angel took one last thrust. Crowley brought his hands down to Aziraphale's face, running his thumb across his cheek slowly, closing his eyes and letting his head fall forward into Aziraphale's shoulder. He let out a soft sniffle, burying his face on Aziraphale's neck.
"I'm so sorry, dear." Aziraphale said quietly, running his hands in a soothing manner across Crowley's bare back. "It's okay."
The demon sighed. He lifted his head a little bit, moving to the angel's side from being on top of him.
"You're not leaving then?" He said in a slightly broken voice, looking into Aziraphale's eyes. Their faces were just centimeters away.
"Don't think I could now." He said with a small smile, that quickly faded when he looked at the demon's face again. He moved as closer as he could, wrapping his arms around Crowley's middle.
Crowley smiled slightly.
"'s alright. No need to make a big deal out of it." He muttered, running a hand through Aziraphale's hair.
"It's not alright, Crowley. I hurt you. And I'm sorry, dear." He whispered the last part.
Crowley's smile widened a little bit. "Does that mean we can stay here now? Forget about it all?" He said, looking down at Aziraphale's face. "I would gladly do." The angel answered with a soft smile, placing his hand on the demon's cheek. "Oh, Crowley..."
Crowley couldn't help but let out a small, sincere giggle as he wrapped his arms around Aziraphale. "This 's nice.. Your body's good naked. 'S warm." He muttered, burying his face on Aziraphale's chest. He giggled too. "You're being silly." He said with a grin.
He reached for the messed up covers below them, wrapping them around the demon. "Are you staying here? For tonight, I mean. To sleep. And you can stay longer if you want." Aziraphale muttered, fixing Crowley's messed up hair with his fingers.
"Got nowhere else." The demon said, letting out a small yawn.
"... You what?"
"I got nowhere else to go. Don't have the flat anymore."
"Oh you- Crowley! Why didn't you tell me?" He said in a worried tone. "Where have you even been staying?"
"The car. Didn't want to bother you, angel." Crowley said, trying to hide his expression a little bit.
"Dear, you know you'll never bother me. Haven't you been cold at night in the car? That must be awfully uncomfortable, oh my... No wonder why you're looking for warmth right now."
"'s alright. Could deal with it."
Aziraphale looked down at him for a moment. He wrapped the sheets around the demon a bit tighter. "Do you need another layer of warmth dear? Or a warm drink? Please, I just don't want you to be cold..." Aziraphale muttered. Crowley shook his head.
"I'm okay. You're warm enough."
The angel smiled, running a hand through Crowley's hair.
"Oh, you old serpent... You're staying here now on. Or we'll get you a place.”
"No don't." He muttered. “I'm alright here. Not leaving you on your own for now on."
Aziraphale giggled softly, kissing the demon's forehead. "Alright, dear. The bookshop's flat is a bit old and small though. Hadn't touched it since opening before today."
Crowley couldn't help but crack a small chuckle."It's alright angel, I don't mind.”
Aziraphale smiled. “No, but I mean it. Maybe we should look for a new place. Maybe not abandon the bookshop, but somewhere.. where you can have your own space, too."
Crowley remained silent for a second, before wrapping his arms tighter around Aziraphale. Aziraphale smiled.