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    "You can stay at my place, if you like."
    *All the smut writers crawl out of the woodwork, smiling maniacally and rubbing their hands together*
    Guess what BITCHES I'm no exception.

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    14 Sep 2019

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    Over the centuries Aziraphale learned many things about the human form, as well as his own, and among his lessons was this: most humans do not have thighs so exquisitely sensitive as his.

    (Aziraphale has very sensitive inner thighs. Crowley finds out, and things get smutty but also incredibly sappy.)

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    07 Sep 2019

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    Prompt: As per the Arrangement, sometimes Aziraphale performs a temptation and sometimes Crowley performs a miracle. This saunters vaguely downhill when one or the other wants to watch.

    Summary: Crowley wants to watch.

    “I want to see you do it.”
    They were in Soho, surrounded by books, drinking a 1961 Haut-Brion with ample spice. Aziraphale’s eyes narrowed to very suspicious slits. “See me do what, exactly?”
    “You know, it .”
    “What?!”
    “Not that you utter pillock."

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    07 Sep 2019

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    “Why did you come here?” Aziraphale interrupts. “Why do you keep doing this?” All the saving, he means, all the chasing after Aziraphale he does. It can’t only be that he’s not keen to endure a replacement. That can’t be it, not anymore. He’s going to get himself in trouble, and then it’ll be Aziraphale’s fault.

    Crowley’s mouth shuts with a click. He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, reaches for the handle of the fork and taps his fingertips against it before setting his hands in his lap.

    When he speaks, it’s very soft. “Don’t you know?” he asks.

    Aziraphale, unnaccustomed to his heart refusing to translate why it throbs with such haste, shakes his head.

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    05 Sep 2019

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    Crowley can resist anything but temptation. Aziraphale's temptation, to be specific.

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    04 Sep 2019