Lights out (aziracrow's version)

"I want someone with a soul as black as night. Someone who would burn the world down for me and not lose a single minute of sleep over it."

Trauma doctor Aziraphale doesn't need any more kinks. he likes the one he's landed on just fine. To him, nothing could top the masked men he follows online. Unless one of those men was shirtless, heavily tattooed, and waiting for him in his bedroom. he dreams about being hunted by one in particular, of him chasing him down and doing deliciously dark things to his willing body. he never could have guessed that by sending one drunken text, those dreams would become his new reality.

Anthony j. Crowley has spent his life avoiding the limelight, but his online persona is another story. At night, he posts masked thirst traps for his millions of fans - but one follower has caught his eye: Aziraphale. After reading a comment begging him to break into his house wearing a mask, he decides to take him up on his offer.

Together, Aziraphale and Crowley live out their darkest fantasies - unaware that Aziraphale has captured the attention of someone else. Someone with far more sinister intentions than a little light stalking. As Crowley turns from predator to protector and the stakes heighten, he must ask himself how far he's willing to go for the man he's obsessed with

No heaven. No hell. Just dark and twisted needs. And maybe. Just maybe. Love.