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“You’re going to order for me,” Aziraphale says softly. The Ritz bustles around them in the midst of the dinner rush. “The usuals, and then I trust you know what I’d like off the specials.” He unfolds the napkin on his plate tidily onto his lap. “Six courses, please.”
Crowley’s sweating, his thighs clenched, his fingers clawing the tablecloth as he bites back the obscene moan building in the back of his throat.
“Angel,” he chokes out, “I can’t— when I’m like this— six courses— ”
“You can,” Aziraphale says. His voice is mild but his gaze is piercing. Crowley gulps. “And you will, my dear boy. For me.”
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In which Crowley has a vibrator inside him at the Ritz and Aziraphale has the remote in his pocket while he enjoys his meal.
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28 Aug 2020
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"There was something else I was going to ask you," Aziraphale continued, unabashed. "Ah… How to put it?" He tapped his hand on his thigh for a moment, and then apparently found inspiration. "Ah! When you're…" Crowley made the mistake of making eye contact with him, and Aziraphale gave him another outrageous wink. "Dining out… What cutlery do you prefer to use?"
"I'm sorry?" Crowley said pleasantly, trying his best not to cause anything in the dining room to catch aflame in his frustration.
Aziraphale gave him a reproachful stare, as if Crowley were being very stupid. "When you're eating, Crowley. Do you favour the… The knife?" Aziraphale actually glanced conspicuously at his own crotch, and Crowley considered leaving the dining room via the nearest window. "Or the spoon?" Another raised eyebrow. "Or even, let's say, a fork?"
"What the fuck is the fork in this situation?" Crowley hissed through gritted teeth.
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Aziraphale mentions that he'd like to have sex with Crowley. Crowley is completely taken-aback, and very conflicted, and very interested. Aziraphale is also trying to kill him by using elaborate food metaphors to explain the whole subject, which is not helping in the slightest.
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17 Aug 2020
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Bubble, Pop, Electric by Captain_Loki
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
22 Oct 2019
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Aziraphale is nude, which isn’t something that Crowley is unfamiliar with. They’ve known each other for 6,000 years, it was bound to happen. But he’s never seen Aziraphale in quite this context. This context being where he’s spread out against his bed, lips pink and parted, his eyes closed and lashes fluttering, his soft blonde curls sticking to his damp forehead, sweat gathering at his temples.
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06 Dec 2019