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    His hands clenched in the angel’s lapels, and that was some kind of miracle in itself, because he could feel The Line trying to prevent it, the holiness of the angel working to repel his advance even as Aziraphale regarded him with mild surprise and walked gently backward into the wall. Now there was this -- this thing crackling between them, trying to push him away like his magnetic opposite, and Crowley was not just hissing but spitting as his mouth watered, his neck flushed, his skin tingled all over.

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