To the world

To the world

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Inspired by @/SunnyB-stard on Twitter (should I say 'X'?) - whom I thank profusely. If you are coming from Twitter, thank you for being here! I hope you'll like this one-shot as much as I enjoyed writing it. Mind you, though this isn't my first story to be written in english, it's not my native language: I could have made mistakes (that most likley happened). If you spot any, please, feel free to point it out (nicely) so that I can fix that! Also, I'm very worried that Micheal Sheen or Neil Gaiman might read this. Enjoy! Crowley goes by they/them pronouns while Aziraphale goes by he/him. - "I thought I was doing the right thing," he said, finally; on his face, a hint of sadness. He turned his head; suddenly, he found himself unable to stand looking at Crowley. The thought of the state he would have left them if he had gone pained him incredibly. As a response, Crowley stood up. "Of course you did,"they rolled their eyes and let out a sigh. "Your heart is... way too pure to believe not everybody has good intentions."
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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."

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