Merry Christmas

[sauntereddownward]

While Aziraphale had been in his room letting his cocoa go cold with his nose in a book, no doubt, Crowley had been quite busy down in the library. He'd found a tree. And he'd trimmed it especially for Sol Invictus. It was artificial, of course, since plastics were evil. And Crowley, given the choice, had selected a shimmery black tree. His decorations included blood red tinsel garland, and tiny little angels and demons scattered amongst shiny black and red ornaments.

It stood directly in the middle of the room, between the door and the desk. Annoyingly in the way.

He stood back, quite proud of it.

And then he settled in his favorite chair and pulled out his phone to make a little mischief on the tiktok thing.

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[sauntereddownward]

Crowley watched him closely until he settled down again.

"Perfection," he said, and closed the distance to kiss him again.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale very much liked kissing, he decided. Or, at least, he very much liked kissing Crowley.

He slid his hands under Crowley's shirt again, and then found himself tugging at it to pull it off.

[sauntereddownward]

Aziraphale tugged, and tugged a bit more, and then without much thought at all, Crowley simpl banished th fabric, leaving himself bare before him.

Completely nude.

Only his wing drew close to keep him warm, but he felt no shame. That sort of thing was for people.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale gasped in surprise and then blushed again, bright pink. “Oh my,” he murmured as he both tried to look at him and not look at him at the same time.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley froze.

"It wound't be so shocking if you did it too," he suggested.Suggestively.

[theangelfell]

"You really want to... to see me... without my clothes?" Aziraphale asked, biting his lip.

[sauntereddownward]

"Yes. I think I do," he nodded slowly. He was sure he'd never wanted anything more.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale hesitated for a long moment. And then, blushing fiercely, he vanished his own clothes. Pulling the blankets up to partially cover himself.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley slithered against him and stole the warmth of him. And tugged the covers up as high as he could.

"It's too cold," he complained.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale was a little relieved when Crowley didn't look at him. "It doesn't see so bad..." he said, feeling Crowley's skin against his.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley was dry and smooth and a bit cool, indeed. Whatever infernal fire fueled home, it certainly didn't keep him warm on a chilly Welsh night.

"It's not bad as long as I keep close," he said, shifting his wing to make a little tent over them. He smiled at the secret, as if a simple wing made them invisible.

[theangelfell]

Azirpahale brushed his lips against Crowley's bare arm.

[sauntereddownward]

"...And that helps, too," he said quietly.

He found himself at an impasse. Crowley knew how humans shared their bodies. But he'd never done that, and he knew for a fact the videos you could get online were for entertainment...not instruction. And so, the demon hesitated a long moment before finally leting his hands slowly map he shape of Aziraphale's chest and shoulders.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale shivered, though he wasn't actually particularly cold.

"I think I want you to touch me," he said softly.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley's hand stilled over the angel's heart and pressed there, warm and solid.

"Touch you where?" he whispered softly.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale made a little sound, not unlike a whimper. "Everywhere."

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley inhaled and surged forward, the tide daring to crash upon him. The demon kissed him with more heat and more need as his hands explored every inch.

[theangelfell]

Aziraphale gasped and otherwise made little sounds as Crowley touched him.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley's fingers crept lower and lower.

"Make an effort, angel," he purred. "See what the fuss is about..."

[theangelfell]

For a second, Aziraphale was confused. Then he realized, and suddenly, even though he'd never thought about it before... he just knew.

He gasped, eyes rolling into the back of his head, as suddenly he had an erection.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley immediately took him in hand.

"Oh, that's nice," he said, manifesting his own to see how it felt...

He shivered a little as new nerves work up and spread a fire of need through his whole body.

[theangelfell]

"I... oh... " Aziraphale was entirely overwhelmed. "Crowley," he whispered, "I don't understand this feeling, am I dying."

[sauntereddownward]

"Perhapsss," the demon hissed, kissing him again as he tugged him a bit harder, a bit faster. He liked all the gasps and sounds. The settled in his groin and made him tingle and ache.

[theangelfell]

"Crowley," gasped Aziraphale, more than overwhelmed now. He didn't understand what was happening. It was such a new feeling, and it came on so quickly, and...

Aziraphale had his very first orgasm, a guttural moan escaping his lips beyond his control.

[sauntereddownward]

Crowley was, of course, aware such things could happen. He hadn't been expecting it, that was all. When Aziraphale shuddered, Crowley was sure he'd hurt him, and then it was clear he hadn't.

Crowley blinked at him in surprise.

"Is that how it goes?" he asked cautiously.