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    “All right,” Crowley said, suddenly reaching forward. He grasped Aziraphale's wrists and pulled them away, to noises of consternation. “All right. Here's what we’re going to do. You want me to do what I do bessst?” He flicked his tongue out, and Aziraphale nodded weakly. “Then you don't,” he said. “You hold yourself back. Don't let yourself do it.”

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    "I’m so sorry, my dear," Aziraphale says at last. "It’s indelicate of me, but I…" there’s no way for him to ignore Crowley’s heavy scent now, the musk coming off of him that makes Aziraphale want to react. Oh, how he is reacting. "You are, perhaps, equipped?"

    "I’m an alpha, yeah." Crowley takes a deep breath. What must Aziraphale smell like to him? Pure desperation? "I know a few good ones on my end, sure, who might be available. I’ll call --"

    "Crowley," says Aziraphale. He feels as though he will burn out of his skin. Crowley’s willful misunderstanding is too much. "No. You."

    "Me?"

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    08 Sep 2019

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    Crowley laughed. “I thought you’d have realized by now. I am no ordinary king.”

    “No,” Aziraphale said. “You certainly are not.”

    or: aziraphale is sent as a gift to the southern king to smooth over trade negotiations. they both find themselves in over their heads.

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    07 Sep 2019

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    “You…” Aziraphale sounded baffled, and suddenly quite sober. “You liked that? But, my dear, you said it was torturous. ‘Six thousand years of torture,’ as I recall.”

    “Yeah. Yeah, but the anticipation, and the yearning, and…and how every moment with you was so maddeningly intense, and…”

    And what else could Crowley say? How could he expect Aziraphale to understand that after six thousand years of torture he’d actually got a bit used to it? That he’d felt like a band strained further and further, and now he found himself permanently stretched, flopping about with too much slack and no way to hold on to what he’d been reaching towards for so long?

    (Crowley kind of misses the pining when it's gone. Aziraphale comes up with a solution.)

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    As Aziraphale walked among the perfumed groves, he held out his hand and the trees he touched went from blossom to fruit with a delighted shiver. It was a sullen kind of rebellion, to spend miracles so frivolously. It was as if he were declaring to the world that the people who weren't on the ark still deserved something good, something precious and divine.
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    The water is coming, and on their own, Aziraphale and Crawley have no idea what to do or how to do it. Together, however, things may be a little different.

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    02 Sep 2019