Aziraphale arched up with a melodic scream of pleasure that only angels in the throes of ecstasy can produce. Crowley smirked from his place between the angel's thighs, ear plugs protecting his sensitive ears from the holy sound. As Aziraphale relaxed again with a bone deep sigh of satisfaction, Crowley slithered+ up his lover's pale body and snuggled+ into the angel.

As the angel smiled blearily up at him, Crowley couldn't help but grin in response. His lover's mortal body was becoming a bit thin in places, trying to contain an amount of love and joy that the human form wasn't built to endure. Crowley shivered as Aziraphale wrapped silken wings around him, the holy power carefully restrained so as not to burn the demon.

As the two fell asleep, completely absorbed in one another, a far distant eye looked in on them. A quiet laugh+ and then the eye turned away again. At least two beings in creation had the right idea.+

+He never has lost all of those snakey attributes.
+Note: He was not cuddling. Crowley was a demon and demons don't do cuddling. Not even a little.
+and yet booming and slightly universe shifting
+Because honestly, that whole rebellion in heaven thing was just a sneaky round about way of teaching Creation to love thy enemy. Lucifer was excellent company the majority of the time.

A/N: I give up on making my superscripts stay up where they are meant to be. And since they won't be stars they'll just have to learn to live with being plus signs. (why did they disable the star things? I mean honestly.) I hate this document editor thing anyways. I hope you like this little bit of fluff.