“You’re amazing, you know that?” Crowley managed to croak out. He rested his forehead against the demon’s, breathing deeply once more. The angel murmured a little under his breath before pulling back and staring deeply into Crowley’s eyes. And the knowledge only fueled his passion, making him want more.Īnd then Aziraphale pulled away from the kiss and began hugging him tightly, his breathing heavy against Crowley’s skin. Not after what they had been through, what they were willing to risk to keep it. But Crowley knew that he would never let go of that feeling again. This was how it should feel, like they could conquer the world, and everything else they could imagine.

The demon couldn’t help but completely lose himself completely to the feelings running through his body. His fingers clenched tighter into Crowley’s shirt, nails digging deep enough into the fabric to leave marks. The angel moaned and tilted his head back. He gently kissed Aziraphale’s throat, feeling the heat rush through his veins. Once he reached his neck he paused, relishing in the small shiver that ran through Aziraphale’s body. This was exactly what he wanted.Ĭrowley slowly kissed his way down Aziraphale’s face, nipping at his jaw line and tongue dancing along the soft flesh. He was shocked when he felt Aziraphale’s arms wrap around his waist, pressing their bodies together as they kissed. His mouth taking in the smaller man’s kiss while running his hands through the man’s hair. He dove across the desk and slammed his lips against Aziraphale’s. The realization hit him like a punch in the gut: Aziraphale kept that for a reason. The fact that he kept it was not lost on Crowley. It is quite an old drawing,” Aziraphale quickly grabbed it from Crowley’s hand and tucked it back into his pocket. “Oh- oh my! I thought… that would have disappeared by now.

“Um… that is uh…” Fuck, he couldn’t even think straight right now! How did Aziraphale always do this to him? How did he manage to be so utterly irresistible?! He simply held up the drawing and the angel’s face dropped. His voice sounded almost as shaky as he felt. They stared at each other for a few long moments before Crowley could finally force himself to speak. Then, his head snapped up and his eyes darted between the drawing and the angel. Aziraphale could see the demon freeze, holding the picture close to his chest. “Ah, Crowley dear, has something caught your interest?” There’s no way he didn’t know what he was doing to Crowley in this moment.

It took all his willpower not to just bend over in front of Aziraphale and kiss him senseless, but instead he forced himself to just lean forward and grab the picture off the floor. For a brief moment his brain actually broke down and refused to understand what his eyes were seeing, he was too stunned to even move. Crowley bent over to pick it up and saw a rather surprising scene, art of him kissing Aziraphale’s neck captioned “I need to get this out of my system.”Ĭrowley thought he was going to collapse right then and there. A piece of paper fell to the floor with a fluttering noise-something had fallen out of one of the books. “Sure thing angel,” Crowley replied, plopping them down with a clatter. “Could you please put those books on my desk?” Aziraphale asked.

Moments in love art of noise