Good Omens One shots.

(8) Wings

{not me realizing that this one accidentally goes hand and hand with the prior chapter lol
Plz enjoy!}

It was late. Very very late Aziraphale realized as he looked at the small clock on his desk.
"Oh goodness me.." he mutters taking off his spectacles and putting them down on his cluttered desk. With a disappointed sigh he made his way up stairs.
"I can't believe I let myself get carried away. Crowley's probably asleep by now.." the Angel scolded himself internally as he walked up to his and his husband's room.
Aziraphale slowly pushed open the door in an attempt to be quiet, as to not disturb is assumed to be asleep husband.
On the other side was quiet the sight to behold.
Crowley stood their in the moonlight, his wings on full display. The black feathers shining with an iridescent hue.
Aziraphale was absolutely stunned, glittery eyes staring in amazement.
Crowley let his wings flutter smiling to himself as he glanced at the full length mirror as he did he saw Aziraphale standing in the door.

"Angel-!" He shrieked as he turned his wing accidentally bumped into the lamp on the nightstand. Luckily the demon reacted quickly enough to catch it before it hit the floor.

"I'm sorry Crowley dear I didn't mean to scare you." Aziraphale says stepping in to the room and closing the door behind him.

"You- I just didn't expect you up here yet.." Crowley stumbled over his words, his face bright red from the embarrassment.

"You are beautiful." Aziraphale says not being able to stop the words from slipping out. Now even the tips of Crowley's ears were pink.

"You think so?" He says trying to hide how much he was flatter with sass. Old habits die hard. Even if they were married now, Crowley often forgot he didn't have to hide his emotions anymore.

"of course I do you silly little serpent." Aziraphale says walking up to him and grabbing both of his hands gently. "You are so beautiful." He says raising both of Crowley's hands to his lips to kiss his knuckles.

"You flatter me my angel." Crowley couldn't help but smile lovingly staring into his angels soft blue eyes.

Aziraphale leaned in kissing his husband tenderly. "Are you going to tell me why you have your wings out this evening my dear? By no means am I complaining, I'm just curious." 

"Oh well it's nothing really I just wanted to stretch them out a bit.." Crowley admitted.

"Well.. may I say they are absolutely stunning." Aziraphale says obviously admiring them.

Crowley fluffed out his wings pridefully, but winced slightly as wine sort of twitched oddly. "Ack- they're stiffer then I thought." 

"Oh poor thing.. here let me help, come and sit down" Aziraphale lead Crowley to sit down on the bed.

"Angel-." Crowley attempted to protest. 

"Shush now My dear." Aziraphale says sitting behind him. "Relax" he says rubbing his husbands shoulders.
Crowley instantly relaxed at the familiar warmth of Aziraphale's hands. He took of his glasses setting them aside before leaning back into the touch.
Aziraphale smiled as he pushed his fingers into the tense muscles, with a gentle yet firm hand.
Crowley let out a pleased sigh

"Thank you Angel.."

"I'm not done yet dear, I haven't even started on your wings."

"My wings-? OhHh" Crowley cut himself off with a gasp as he felt Aziraphale's hands caress the base of his wings.
It was (fittingly) Heavenly to say the least. Aziraphale being impossibly gentle, his wings being incredibly sensitive. Oh it was amazing. So of corse he couldn't help it when

"Aziraphale~" he practically moaned.

Aziraphale chuckled.
"Yes darling?" He teased, stopping his hands for a moment.

"Oh you cheeky little.." Crowley got up and turned around. "You did that on purpose."

"Maybe.." Aziraphale mutters coyly. Crowley smirks getting back on the bed, this time however he grabbed his husband by the face and kissed him passionately.
Aziraphale kissed back of course, he had been doing this on purpose. His hands held Crowley's waist gently, pulling him just a little bit closer as they kissed.

Crowley pulled away leaning his forehead against Aziraphale's.

"Oh I love you.."

"I love you too dear."

{and I'm ending it here- cause yeah.}