Doubt the Stars are Fire
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Crowley finds himself stuck in prison in Venice after a the beginning of a job gone wrong. He had expected to go through the trial process, be convicted, and perform some sort of miraculous escape that would leave the locals telling stories for the next few decades. What he had not expected however, was Aziraphale to get him out of the dungeon with a rather odd request: join him at the palace of Duke Enrico Dandolo of the Republic of Venice. Well, what sort of demon would he be to refuse a temptation like that?
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Their kiss continued, brutal and hot. Aziraphale suddenly remembered how his arms worked circled them around the demon's waist pulling him closer. Crowley broke off the kiss with a sharp inhale and moved his head to rest against the angel's. "Tell me to leave, angel." Raw need vibrated through the demon's voice. He pressed his forehead against Aziraphale's. His hands trembled as they cradled the angel's face. He took another ragged breath. "You don't want to do this! You don't want this from me!" Now it was Aziraphale's turn to take a inhale deeply. Their mouths were so close that their breath mingled. He could feel heat from the demon, from their pressed foreheads, down his chest, to his groin. He drained away the minor alcohol in his system and let cold, hard clarity wash over him. This was...dangerous. This was wild and thoughtless. Hedonistic. This should stop. That would be for the best. Safe. Sane. Responsible. "No" Aziraphale's voice ghosted the word. Then bolder, louder, steadier "Stay, please. I want this." He clasped his hands against the demon's and tipped his head back to meet Crowley's eyes. "I want you."Concluída
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