A demon on Laudanum in 1827
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Writer's Guild Cock Fight - Angel, it's cold outside (Fic)
CW/TW: Explicit, canon-compliant pining (so kind of lightly angsty), but lots of smut and humour alongside it!
Includes: Top Aziraphale/Bottom Crowley, sharing a bed, spooning, muttonchops!, cuddling, Crowley is a tempting lil bastard, Aziraphale is very easily tempted
Summary:
“Is that? Crowley!” Aziraphale hissed again, with the unmistakable heat of Crowley’s Effort growing up against his backside.
The demon shrugged. “Natural. Being this close. Feeling you up against me. Mmm, you’re still quite cold, angel. Sure you don't need warming up?”
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This is a precursor to their date in Edinburgh in 1827. Aziraphale is freezing, and a certain demon is here to warm him up. Semi-canon-compliant Victorian spooning in Aziraphale’s bed leads to more.
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Thanks to my awesome betas: christina-joy, Lemon-Tart, adverbian, mellow_cello_charm, Paperclip_Ninja.
And to everyone in the Writers Guild. I am in awe of all your wondrous talent!
Excerpt
Crowley fluttered an arm over the angel. Aziraphale jerked up, “What are you doing?” he hissed.
“Angel, we are trying to stay warm. This is the way to do it. Relax, will you?” Crowley pulled his arm tighter around the angel.
The shivering had stopped, and for the first time in days, he felt a comforting heat pool in his stomach. “That’sss better.” Crowley murmured, and Aziraphale felt his slender hand press against him.
“Remember when we used to live near the desert? S’no snow then,” Crowley drawled into the back of Aziraphale's neck, and he felt a tiny flutter in his chest.
“I do remember the nights were quite cold.”
“Hm yes, we had to find ways to get warm back then as well,” he mused.
Aziraphale stiffened “That was a different time.”
“Wassss it?” Crowley whispered. Aziraphale imagined the demon's long tongue brushing up against the outside of his ear. He clenched his fists by his side.
“Crowley! What if they find out?”
“Nobody needs to know, angel.”
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I've been wanting to see this movie for years. It did not disappoint. The first few scenes felt like a typical old movie, with stiff acting and cheesy music. But once the plot got rolling, I honestly had no clue where it was going. So many times I thought a different character was obviously the murderer, and it wasn't who I thought.
Peter Lorre fans, this is an absolute must-see. He has a large role, and a very fun character. Probably a must-see for fans of Greenstreet, as this is a rare staring role for him, and for once, his character never once mentions money throughout the entire film.
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No, cause I was on Tumblr (under a different name sadly because my creative brain didn’t think of supakixbabe sooner) when everyone was bullying Matthew for his muttonchops.
But I’m gonna say it.
I LOVED THE MUTTONCHOPS! YEAH, I SAID IT!
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