"You idiot..." Crowley says, Aziraphale hearing the slight sadness in his words. "We could have been...us." It hurt Aziraphale seeing Crowley in this state, but he must go back to heaven. He must become archangel. He looks away from Crowley, avoiding to give in to Crowley's words.
Almost without hesitation, Crowley walks up to Aziraphale, grabbing onto his collar and combining their lips, giving him a rough kiss. Aziraphale's eyes widen, he can't tell what he is feeling, it can't possibly be love. Crowley is a demon, and Aziraphale is an angel. It can't be. He tells himself to pull away, but all his body does is hold onto Crowley tighter.
Crowley eventually lets go, allowing Aziraphale to breath a bit. Aziraphale looks as if he's terrified, and he is, but not of Crowley, not of the kiss, but himself. Is this a sin? For an angel to love a demon? "I...I..." He stutters. "I forgive you." Aziraphale manages to say, he meant to say something else. Crowley sighs. "Don't bother." He makes his way to the exit.
"W-wait, Crowley!" Aziraphale calls out. The demon stands in front of the door, not turning around. "What." He hisses. Aziraphale pauses, still processing the kiss he received from Crowley. "What, what could you possibly want?!" Crowley yells.
"Dont...dont leave. Please." The angel pleads. Crowley scoffs. Aziraphale walks to Crowley, now standing behind him. Crowley begins to turn around, "What do you-" he is interrupted by a quite gentle kiss. The angels hands are placed on Crowley's cheek, one moving his sunglasses up to his forehead. Crowley slowly melts into the kiss, moving his hands to Aziraphale's hips, pulling him closer.
Aziraphale is still completely confused, but all of a sudden wants Crowley extremely badly. Aziraphale isn't experienced, still a virgin, even after living for...eternity. Crowley is quite experienced, and is very much not a virgin.
They seperate, their foreheads touching. "Lets go to a place a bit more private shall we?" Crowley says, looking outside to see a young woman weirdly staring inside the shop. "A-ah yes, um..."
"Your room?" Crowley says with a bit of a grin. Aziraphale nods and chuckles, rubbing his hands up and down the outside of his thighs. Crowley flips the sign on the door, saying its closed, and takes Aziraphale's hand, leading them to Aziraphale's bedroom.
"Crowley...Do you want to talk abo-" Aziraphale is interrupted by Crowly slamming his lips into Aziraphale's, his tongue getting involved quickly. Aziraphale slides his tongue underneath Crowley's, and pressing against it upwards. Crowley separates and collides again, turning them around and placing his hands on Aziraphale's hips again. Aziraphale is going mad, Crowley made this heated fast, and he's LOVING IT. Aziraphale has had dreams like this before, and he woke up...with his sheets wet.
"Can I..." Crowley begins to untuck Aziraphale's shirt from his pants. "Yes...you may, Crowley."
Crowley quickly untucks Aziraphale's shirt and unbuttons it, then throwing it across the room. "Crowley don't throw it..." Crowley stops Aziraphale's talking from moving his lips to his neck, sucking and biting, not quite lightly. But Aziraphale did not know he loved people being rough with him, apparently he does. "A-ah- Crowley..."
Don't worry there will be a Part 2!! Probably tomorrow!
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RomanceNew to writing smut, and I'll try! Just dont judge it for being cringy!! Just finished watching Good omens and i basically skipped a shitload of it just to get to the makeout scene but thats ok- right?
