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Tasty berries for sweet Aziraphale
Aziraphale, was baking,
It was supposed to become a pie for Crowley with so many of those delicious red cherries adorning the top.
But, the Angel really could not help himself while dipping into the ingredients. One by one the tasty cherries disappearing into the Angel’s hungry mouth, licking his lips and fingers in the process, those tasty berries too good to resist!
Just as he reached for yet another helping to decorate the pie, there was nothing left there, the supposedly perfect dessert without its topping only waiting to be baked!
“Oh no!”
“What’s wrong, Angel?”
Crowley seeing the telltale signs all over Aziraphale’s tainted lips, naturally as he arrived to the kitchen of their home.
Aziraphale looked defeated, perhaps embarrassed too.
Crowley though, with a smile, approached his Angel, drawing the suddenly saddened Aziraphale into his arms and then, licked Aziraphale’s lips.
“Mmm. Good pie, luv.”
They both laughed at that and then, as by a small miracle, a new helping if cherries appeared on top of the ready made pie, only waiting to be put in the oven and to be baked.