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Date: December 14, 1999
Setting: Crowley and Azirphale's bathroom
Status: Private - Crowley, Aziraphale
Summary: Aziraphale notices Crowley's hurts.
"Owfuck."
The exclamation was not the first from the bathroom, and caused the angel to look up once again. "Are you quite certain you're all right?"
"Yes, angel, fine. Ow."
"You don't sound all right." Aziraphale found his cane and clattered to the bathroom, unwieldly on the hard floors. "You sound..."
He stopped. Crowley was shirtless and staring at himself in the mirror. The large one. That gave Aziraphale a very good view of the demon's naked chest, which he'd not seen for centuries.
"Um," Aziraphale said, mouth suddenly dry.
"What?" Crowley said irritably, turning around.
"You're - what happened?"
Setting: Crowley and Azirphale's bathroom
Status: Private - Crowley, Aziraphale
Summary: Aziraphale notices Crowley's hurts.
"Owfuck."
The exclamation was not the first from the bathroom, and caused the angel to look up once again. "Are you quite certain you're all right?"
"Yes, angel, fine. Ow."
"You don't sound all right." Aziraphale found his cane and clattered to the bathroom, unwieldly on the hard floors. "You sound..."
He stopped. Crowley was shirtless and staring at himself in the mirror. The large one. That gave Aziraphale a very good view of the demon's naked chest, which he'd not seen for centuries.
"Um," Aziraphale said, mouth suddenly dry.
"What?" Crowley said irritably, turning around.
"You're - what happened?"
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Date: 2005-12-21 07:27 pm (UTC)While his back was to the mirror, he looked over his shoulder. The right side of his upper back was red and scraped where he'd rolled on it. That's going to be sore for a couple of days, he thought. Then he turned back to examine the left side of his jaw again.
"I shared some unpleasant truths with his would-be boyfriend and Mikey was severely displeased."
Crowley wondered how much more he ought to tell Aziraphale about what he'd learned. The last time they'd discussed it, they had gotten into a big argument. But that had been before... He thought maybe he could risk it.
"Although I did learn some useful information afterwards. Turns out that Michael was indeed the one who tried to kill me," he refrained from adding, 'like I told you before', "...and he says he got the order from Gabriel."
He touched his lip again in the way that one cannot help prodding at a sore spot.
"Fuck, that hurts."
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Date: 2005-12-25 08:21 am (UTC)"Um. Gabriel?" he asked, tearing himself into current conversation. Safer conversation. Crowley had never - and he was - Ngk.
"Michael's a bit egocentric. Honestly, after six millenia, I didn't figure you as one to go after the archangel of smiting. Fortunately, he didn't have his flaming sword. I've heard that Michael's been listening very, very carefully to Raphael lately - and Raphael hasn't been happy. I'd be a touch more careful."
He was surprisingly vocal for one who was feeling... distracted. He knew he was blushing.
"Er, well, perhaps I can do something about, ah, your injuries?" Aziraphale stepped closer to the mirror so he could see Crowley's face better.
"Here, just let me..." he fussed, taking Crowley's jaw and turning it so they were looking squarely at each other.
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Date: 2005-12-27 04:52 am (UTC)"Just let you what, angel?" he asked in a low tone.
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Date: 2005-12-27 06:44 am (UTC)(His lip is swollen, his brain said, most redundantly.)
-kissed him, hands resting on Crowley's bare forearms, fingers curled around the muscles there almost imperceptibly. The angel kissed him, trying to be gentle, gentle was his nature but this was Crowley so close to him, Crowley's lips...
(It's hurting him.)
Aziraphale let go, and stepped back. "I'm sorry," he said immediately. "Are you quite - how's your mouth - I'm sorry."
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Date: 2005-12-27 07:12 am (UTC)He smiled, stepped forward, and caressed Aziraphale's cheek. Nobody had told him about sympathy kisses. He thought that maybe getting punched by Michael wasn't so bad after all.
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Date: 2005-12-27 09:22 am (UTC)He kissed clumsily, carefully around where Crowley's lip was the most inflamed, soft and wet kisses around Crowley's mouth before snogging him again, not so gently.
"Your lip is bleeding," the angel muttered in the demon's ear when they'd pulled apart. "Let me put some ice on it, my dear."
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Date: 2005-12-28 07:07 pm (UTC)He stuck his tongue out and touched it gingerly to his lip, tasting the metallic tang of blood there. He shrugged.
"Well, I suppose that's what I get for standing up to the Commander-in-Chief of all of Heaven's army, but someone had to do it and it might as well be me."
Crowley smirked cheekily at his obvious ploy for more attention, then said, "Hang on, angel. You've got some on you, too."
He leaned in again and licked across Aziraphale's bottom lip.
"That's better."
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Date: 2006-01-01 07:44 am (UTC)"Y-yes," the angel stammered, suddenly flustered, as he tried to push away quite unbidden (and graphic) images of Crowley's tongue and the possibilities of what such a long, flexible tongue could do. "Much better."
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Date: 2006-01-01 10:15 pm (UTC)"Maybe some ice would be helpful," he conceeded, ignoring the fact that he could heal it easily without the angel's help. Perhaps if Aziraphale felt guilty about hurting him again, he'd try to make it up to him somehow...
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Date: 2006-01-03 05:16 am (UTC)"Here," he said, grasping at Crowley - oh, yes, the no-shirt thing. How very well. He reached out, Crowley suddenly still against him, and touched the ice carefully to Crowley's swollen mouth. Gently, softly, he moved it, so as to cover the whole of the area. The blood was all but gone by now, and the demon's mouth glistened at him.
He stared, unable to look away, and let out a whimper. Oh, heavens, he wanted to give Crowley another kiss.
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Date: 2006-01-03 08:05 am (UTC)Not a demon to disappoint, Crowley covered Aziraphale's mouth with his own as he tugged him through the door leading into his bedroom. He licked at the angel's lips as they moved across the floor and was granted access just as he tumbled onto the bed, pulling Aziraphale down with him.
Ignoring the pain and the insistent demands of his body, he focused solely on the willing mouth against his.
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Date: 2006-01-06 06:27 am (UTC)He was sure, at one point, that he made a noise like "Ngk" as Crowley returned the favour, their tongues tangling against each other, hot and wet and so fierce.
Aziraphale, in his most secret of dreams, had never begun to think that Crowley would be as bold as this (although the tongue was not entirely unexpected, but he wouldn't admit that unless he was extraordinarily intoxicated). He wasn't at all put out by Crowley's enthusiasm. Rather the opposite, actually.
The ice began to melt in Aziraphale's hand, and trickle down between them.
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Date: 2006-01-06 08:57 pm (UTC)Breathing heavily, he peered into the angel's very blue eyes, suddenly nervous about what they'd been doing, what he'd further wanted to do, and how forward he'd been. He stared wide-eyed and unblinking at Aziraphale as he anxiously waited to hear if he'd crossed the line.
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Date: 2006-01-07 08:52 am (UTC)It seemed the only proper thing to do. And then he smiled, deep and lazy and flushed, and kissed Crowley back, having disposed of the ice cube in his other hand. It was gently done - Crowley was almost trembling with nervousness and tension.
"This is nice," Aziraphale said, trying to sort out his thoughts, which was hard because he could hear Crowley's breathing, they were so close. "What... what about slow?"
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Date: 2006-01-07 10:00 am (UTC)He moved closer, closing his eyes against the bright gaze, and took possession of Aziraphale's mouth once more. This time he did move slowly and deliberately, licking across the angel's lips, pulling the lower one into his mouth and sucking it lightly before releasing it, and gently sliding his tongue into the waiting mouth beyond. He explored for a few moments enjoying the tastes and textures, feeling the two offset teeth along the bottom scrape softly across his tongue, and enjoying the smooth press of tongue to tongue, lips to lips. Then he withdrew, wordlessly inviting Aziraphale to investigate him in return.
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Date: 2006-01-17 05:28 am (UTC)In for a penny... he thought, eyes sweeping over Crowley's awaiting expression.
Aziraphale ran his fingers down to Crowley's sides and gripped them nervously as he leaned forward and kissed him back, his own tongue - less adept, less experienced - slipping between the demon's lips.
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Date: 2006-01-17 08:45 pm (UTC)"I, uh, that was quite... quite. I think that I, that is my lip, is feeling better now," he said with a slight groan.
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Date: 2006-02-05 08:55 am (UTC)"My dear," he began, after a moment, "could I...?"
He couldn't finish his sentence, horrified at his own go-ahead and graphic mental images that finished his sentence for him silently.
"Um," he said instead.
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Date: 2006-02-05 07:36 pm (UTC)"Yeah, uh, feeling much better now, so I guess you could go back to whatever it was that you were doing..." while I still have some slight control over myself.
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Date: 2006-02-06 12:19 am (UTC)He said nothing for a moment, trying to adjust then sighed. The angel rose and left, disappearing through their adjoined bathroom.
And as he left, he promised himself that there would be a next time.
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Date: 2006-02-06 06:39 pm (UTC)After a while, feeling a little depraved and helpless, he gave in to his body's desires, pretending that the angel hadn't gone.