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Nice try, Angel…
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On the road to Season 3 - Day 128
Even at the very beginning, his trust in Crowley is already so solid, so strong.
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Yes, who, Crowley?
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On the road to Season 3 - Day 127
The firm way in which Aziraphale replies, "I had to do it" like "I'm willing to do anything to organize the ball in order to woo you."
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In full light
Summary
Even though they've been together for some time now, Aziraphale still has his breath taken away when he realized he can look at and touch his demon in full light.
Notes
50 Types of Kisses - Writing Prompts
Kiss #44: Tentative kisses given in the dark.
On Ao3
Rating G - 668 words
"No bread for the ducks, you fools! No bread!"
Crowley's voice roused Aziraphale from his sleep, and he turned to face the demon, amused to find that he'd just been talking in his sleep.
The room was just lit by a ray of moonlight streaming through the shutters, and the angel could just make out the silhouette of his lover against the light.
But even without seeing much, he couldn't help but admire the demon once again.
Crowley lay on his stomach, his head resting on his arms. Aziraphale's eyes slid from his neck down the curve of his back, bare to the waist, the sheet having slipped away in the demon's restless sleep.
He'd spent so many years secretly admiring him, hiding his feelings, casting quick glances for fear of being caught. Admiration had turned to infatuation, then to that deep love that had become harder and harder to hide.
And now he was there.
Right in front of him.
He knew he could just reach out and touch him, caress him, kiss him.
He could look at him to his heart's content without hiding his feelings, even if the room suddenly had to light up.
He could look at him in full light.
He could touch him in full light.
He could love him in full light.
They might have acted on their feelings some time ago, but this realization still took the angel's breath away.
"I can't see your face, Angel, but I can feel you're thinking about something."
His gaze slid to Crowley's face, now turned to him, and the demon continued, "What are you thinking about?"
Aziraphale moved closer, resting his head on the pillow beside him, and replied softly, "You, of course. As always, I am thinking of you."
The demon wrapped his arms around Aziraphale's waist to pull him closer, and their faces were now so close that the angel could feel Crowley's breath on his face.
The demon insisted, "And what were you thinking, about me, Angel?"
Aziraphale fearlessly replied, "That I wanted to touch you, to kiss you, and that I could do it freely."
The demon chuckled softly and replied, "Don't hold back on my account, darling."
Aziraphale responded with a chuckle, then wrapped his arms around the demon's neck, fumbling a bit, then pressed his lips to the demon's. It was a little tentative because of the darkness, but it didn't take long for their lips to connect perfectly and begin their now-familiar dance.
Then there was no more tentativeness, even though the moonlight was obscured by a passing cloud, plunging the room into total night.
A little later, as they caught their breath, Aziraphale was nestled against Crowley, his fingertips drawing random curves across his lover's bare chest.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and said softly, "Let there be light."
Immediately, the room was illuminated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp, and Aziraphale looked up at Crowley's puzzled expression before gently adding, "I want to see you."
He turned completely onto his side, and with his head resting on his hand, he raised his other hand and began to stroke the demon's face as he continued, "I want to see you when I do this..."
He brushed his fingertips against the demon's chin, then followed the curve of his neck under his ear before resting his hand on his shoulder.
The angel added with a tight throat and a trembling voice, "I want to see you in the light, touch you in the light, because it makes everything so much more real."
The demon nodded without answering and Aziraphale saw in his eyes that he was completely understood. The angel knew that he wasn't the only one who had spent all these years holding himself back, preventing himself from acting on his feelings.
But today that was over.
So he leaned forward and brought his face close to the demon's, then captured Crowley's lips to give him an amazingly soft kiss.
In full light.
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The one where the prettiest angel isn't the one you think...
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On the road to Season 3 - Day 126
Thousands of years separate these two moments, but it's the same expression, only the object of jealousy changes...
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An angel's oath
Summary
Aziraphale has taken a single oath, and he is determined to keep it.
Notes
50 Types of Kisses - Writing Prompts
Kiss #43: A kiss pressed to the top of the head.
On Ao3
Rating G - 262 words
They'd both had their share of broken promises over the course of their long lives, to each other, to others, to people from their former sides or not.
But since they'd reconciled after he'd almost gone to heaven, there was one promise in particular that Aziraphale had vowed never to break. Ever.
It was his truth.
His eternal, unbreakable vow.
A promise he renewed over and over again because he wanted Crowley to believe it.
"Angel?"
The demon's voice snapped him out of his reverie, so he placed the book he'd stopped reading on the armrest and turned to face Crowley.
The demon asked, his expression slightly worried, "Is everything all right?"
Aziraphale nodded and slid closer to the demon at the other end of the sofa, then, when he was close enough, cupped his lover's face in his hands before bringing his face closer.
There, his gaze fixed on the beautiful, warm glowing eyes, he said softly but firmly, "I swear to you, Crowley, I'll never hurt you."
His oath. Then he tilted the demon's head forward and pressed a long kiss to the red hair before pulling the demon close to his chest, to his heart, where his oath had taken root in the infinite love he felt for him.
As he released him, Crowley lifted his head and gently stroked the angel's cheek with the back of his hand while saying, his voice tinged with emotion, "I believe you, Angel."
Then, at that moment, the angel saw in the demon's eyes, shining with unshed tears, that it was true.
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Aziraphale is hungry… not only for food…
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On the road to Season 3 - Day 125
The way Aziraphale watches Crowley…
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Teasing Angel
Summary
It's tough for Crowley to resist when Aziraphale, in need of kisses, has made it his mission to distract him from his reading.
Notes
50 Types of Kisses - Writing Prompts
Kiss #42: Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.
(I took a lot of liberty with the prompt, in fact I forgot it along the way)
On Ao3
Rating G - 415 words
"Female ducks choose their favorite males to mate with based on their ability to dance. When mating season arrives, a male duck will perform intricate demonstrations to stand a chance of mating with a female. She chooses her favorite based on this performance and the attractiveness of his plumage."
Crowley paused in his reading, disturbed by the moan Aziraphale let out after biting into an Eccles cake.
He glanced at the angel, then resumed his reading.
"Ducks' bills have tactile receptors similar to those on human fingertips and palms that help them find food in murky water. A broken bill can cause excruciating pain, a reality for..."
Crowley had to interrupt his reading again because Aziraphale had just let out the same moan, and it sounded too loud to be natural.
The demon sighed, "Angel..."
His lover turned his head and asked, looking completely innocent, "What?"
Crowley replied, doing his best not to show his irritation, "Could you make a little less noise when you eat?"
Aziraphale shook his head and replied, "No, that's impossible, these cakes are too scrumptious."
Seeing the look on his lover's face, the demon rolled his eyes, but didn't insist and continued reading, or at least tried to.
"The shape of ducks' eyes enables them to see things near and far simultaneously and clearly. The-"
The moan, much louder than the previous ones, nearly startled the demon this time, causing him to exclaim, "Aziraphale, you're going to stop this right now!"
Looking Crowley straight in the eye, the angel slowly took the next cake before cheekily saying, "Come over here and make me stop.
The demon's resistance was at an end and, dropping his magazine about ducks, he slid across the sofa to Aziraphale before snatching the cake from his hands and placing it back on the plate without looking.
Now, fully aware that this had been Aziraphale's goal all along, he closed the distance between them and crushed his lips to the cheeky angel's in a heated kiss that made the angel moan, but this time for real and for a reason other than the tasty cake.
Much later, when they had caught their breath, snuggled together, the angel said teasingly, "You have to admit, this cake is absolutely delicious."
Crowley grunted and instead of answering, he lifted the angel's chin and captured his lips again, using all his skill to wipe away his lover's victorious expression and prove him that it wasn't just the cake that was delicious.
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Love’s confession (sort of)
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On the road to Season 3 - Day 124
Crowley softy smiling at his happy angel...
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Little notes of love
Summary
When the florist leaves the bookseller's cosy bed, he's surprised to find a small note on the bathroom mirror. As usual, his lover never ceases to surprise him.
Notes
I hadn't planned to write today, but as always after a call from my mom, I need a dose of ineffable fluff....
On Ao3
Rating G - 365 words
Crowley stretched one last time and decided to get up before his alarm went off a second time, risking a rude awakening for Aziraphale, who didn't have to work as early as Crowley. Aziraphale, who actually didn't have a schedule to keep, the florist added mentally, chuckling softly.
He reached the bathroom and couldn't stop himself from gasping.
On the mirror was a small post-it note, on which Aziraphale had written:
I like that your smile is the first thing I see in the morning
Crowley couldn't help but blush. His lover was always so full of surprises, and this sort of thing was very much his style. Which, of course, the florist didn't dislike at all.
He finished getting ready, then returned to the bedroom and sat down next to Aziraphale on the bed, waiting for him to wake.
When his lover opened his eyes, the florist smiled softly and Aziraphale opened his eyes before saying, his voice still sleepy, "Crowley? What are you still doing here? Shouldn't you be at work?"
Crowley pointed to the small post-it note in his hands and replied gently, "I like my lover to start his day satisfied. That's more important than work, so I'm here to give you my smile before I go."
He then smiled broadly before leaning over his lover and kissing him tenderly to say good morning.
When he straightened up, they were both smiling broadly, and Crowley said sheepishly, "I really have to go."
Aziraphale nodded and said softly, "Have a nice day, my love. After such a good morning smile and kiss, I know mine can only be very good."
Crowley laughed lightly and replied, "Mine too, my angel, for the same reasons."
He planted a last soft kiss on his lover's forehead and stood up before leaving the bedroom for good.
A little later, after finishing getting ready for the day, Aziraphale went into the kitchen to prepare his breakfast and his eyes were drawn to a small note stuck to the refrigerator.
He approached it and it was his turn to blush as he read the words scrawled by Crowley's hand:
Every day I fall more in love with you
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About pet’s name…
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On the road to Season 3 - Day 123
Just them so happy together
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Tender loving care
Summary
After sheltering - once again - Crowley from the rain, Aziraphale didn't expect to be rewarded with a complete grooming of his wings. But what if it became a habit?
Notes
50 Types of Kisses - Writing Prompts
Kiss #41: Sharing a kiss under an umbrella (aka under angel’s wings)
On Ao3
Rating G - 1326 words
"Crowley, my dear, are you nearly finished?"
Crowley placed the last sprout in a small pot filled with potting soil, then placed it with the others on a shelf in the small greenhouse in the garden at the top of the bookshop before turning to Aziraphale.
"I'm almost done, Angel, just a few things to put away and then I'll be there."
Aziraphale replied, "I've come because the sky seems to be getting darker and I think it's going to rain soon."
Plic.
He blinked as a drop of rain fell on his cheek.
The demon chuckled and, as he hurried to put away his tools and close the greenhouse, replied, "You should be a meteorologist."
"Idiot."
The few drops of water suddenly turned into a downpour, and the angel's first reflex was to spread his wings and shield the demon from the rain, not caring that he had nothing to protect him.
Crowley, who had his back to him, froze, surprised at first, but then turned and came closer.
He said, looking strangely moved, "It brings back memories."
Then he smiled and, wrapping his arms around the angel's waist, continued, "But that day on the wall, there was no way I was going to do that."
Aziraphale laughed softly before wrapping his wings around their entwined bodies to protect them from the rain.
Then he reached up to push back the wet red curls that were falling across Crowley's face and dug into his jacket pocket. He pulled out something Crowley couldn't see in the half-light created by the cocoon of Aziraphale's wings. The angel brought his hand close to Crowley's face, who saw that it was a handkerchief with which Aziraphale was now gently wiping his wet face.
Crowley didn't know what overwhelmed him more: that Aziraphale was so thoughtful, that his gesture was so gentle, or that he was using one of his precious handkerchiefs to wipe his face.
He closed his eyes at the gentle treatment and couldn't help but inhale Aziraphale's familiar scent wafting from his handkerchief.
The demon reopened his eyes at Aziraphale's slight laugh and blushed at being caught in the act of self-indulgence.
Aziraphale noticed it and softly said, "Don't be embarrassed, it's very nice to see the effect I'm having on you."
Then he frowned, seeing that Crowley had begun to shiver. Stuffing the handkerchief into his pocket, he wrapped his arms around the demon's neck and said softly, "How about we hurry home?"
Crowley raised an eyebrow and replied, "Human way or magic way."
Aziraphale raised one of his hands behind Crowley's neck and, snapping, replied, "Nobody sees us here.
With a snap of their fingers, they were back in the comforting warmth of their bedroom. This time, however, it was the angel who shivered as he retracted his wings.
Crowley exclaimed, "Angel! Tell me you're not going to leave your wings like that!"
"I will, yes. Why?"
The demon shook his head, then said softly to the angel, "I can't let you do that. Let me dry off quickly and get into some dry clothes and I'll take care of you."
"But..."
The demon nipped the angel's protests in the bud and replied, "You're going to listen to me for once, okay?"
Aziraphale nodded sulkily as the demon headed for the bathroom. Crowley emerged a few moments later, dry and clad only in sweatpants, his arms laden with bath towels, which he placed on the nightstand before unfolding one and spreading it out on the bed.
He wiped a drop of water from Aziraphale's nose with his finger, then asked gently, "May I take care of you tonight?"
Aziraphale swallowed before nodding. Even though they'd really seen everything of each other, he still felt a kind of shyness when it came to getting physically naked in front of the demon.
Crowley, seeing his nervousness, added, "You know you have the right to say no, Angel?"
Aziraphale nodded and replied softly, "Although I'm always a little embarrassed when I say yes to you, it's because I really want to."
The demon breathed, "Thank you," before planting a light kiss on the angel's cold, wet lips.
Then he began to undress him, discarding the damp clothes as he went. One by one, he undid the wet shoes, the socks, slid the pants down his legs, then, with his hands on the angel's briefs, he lifted his head and asked gently, "Still okay?"
Aziraphale, cheeks slightly flushed, replied in a slightly veiled voice, "Yes. Go on."
Crowley hummed before slipping off the angel's underwear and removing it completely. He stood up, grabbed one of the towels, and began to dry Aziraphale from head to toe, gently, not using too much force, not lingering too long, checking periodically to make sure the angel wasn't uncomfortable. Then, when the angel was dry, the demon helped him into a pair of dry shorts before sitting down on the bed, against the headboard. Then he patted the space between his spread legs and said softly, "Come here, Angel. Now I'm going to take care of your wings."
Aziraphale climbed onto the bed and sat where Crowley had instructed.
The demon wrapped his arms around his waist and pressed a light kiss to his neck before asking, as he had earlier, "Still okay?"
Aziraphale leaned his head against the demon's and replied softly, "Better than okay."
"Perfect. Then I'll continue. Spread your wings, Angel."
The angel obeyed, feeling slightly ashamed when he heard the click of the demon's tongue at the state of his wings.
The angel murmured sheepishly, "I'm sorry."
The demon placed a soothing hand on his head and replied gently, "It is not me you should be sorry for, but yourself. It's you you're not treating right."
He took a thinner towel and began to carefully wipe the angel's wings, feather by feather.
Aziraphale, humming with appreciation from time to time, said playfully, "But you know, Crowley, it's kind of your fault that I don't take good care of my wings."
"My fault?"
"Well, I like it so much when you do it, you spoil me so much, I don't feel like doing it myself."
Crowley shook his head and muttered, "My silly angel."
He finished tending to the angel's wings, then set the towel down beside them and said, "I'm done, you can retract them now."
Aziraphale retracted his wings then, going to his knees, he turned to Crowley and, wrapping his arms around the demon's neck, he said softly, "Thank you for taking such good care of me."
Crowley replied, "I can only do this if you let me, my angel."
Aziraphale planted a tender kiss on the demon's lips before curling up against him, Crowley wrapping his arms around him and resting his chin on the angel's still damp hair.
After a few moments, Crowley said softly, "You know, you can just ask me... I mean about your wings. You don't have to wait for an occasion for me to notice."
Aziraphale buried his face in the crook of the demon's neck and replied sheepishly, "I don't want it to become a burden, and besides, it's a little embarrassing to ask you something like that."
Crowley, understanding, hummed, then after a few seconds he said, "First of all, it's not a burden, and secondly, how about we make it a habit, make it a day of the week? Like every Sunday night before we go to bed. That way you won't have to ask, and I'm sure your wings will be well cared for."
Aziraphale sat up and asked in amazement, "You would do that?"
Crowley replied, "You're kidding, Angel, I'd love to."
"So would I."
"Then it's a deal."
Aziraphale, raising an eyebrow, asked, "Where do I sign?"
Crowley, a mischievous gleam in his eye, tapped his lips.
Naturally, the angel did not hesitate to put his tender signature on the lips of his facetious demon.
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Still not beta'd
Still not my native language
Still hoping you'll enjoy this story 🥰
Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝
Ineffable kisses series : here
Ineffable Husbands masterlist : here
Ineffable Growing Love - Series post S2
Part 1 Story 1-99
Part 2 Story 100-?
#good omens#aziracrow#ineffable husbands#ineffable boyfriends#aziraphale#crowley#good omens fanfiction#aziraphale x crowley#crowley x aziraphale#50 kisses
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