[Aziraphale can't deny that he's often imagined this specific moment and how it would play out. What Crowley's lips would taste like, feel against his own. It's very unangel like, isn't it?
An angel shouldn't feel such ways and for a demon? Lord, will bells alarm in heaven? He'll?
And yet the temptation has him locked in and Crowley's scent alone is intoxicating. Have they actually been this close before that hasn't involved the demon threatening him in some fashion?
The room is still, silent with only the soft pace of both their breathing.]
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An angel shouldn't feel such ways and for a demon? Lord, will bells alarm in heaven? He'll?
And yet the temptation has him locked in and Crowley's scent alone is intoxicating. Have they actually been this close before that hasn't involved the demon threatening him in some fashion?
The room is still, silent with only the soft pace of both their breathing.]
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