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I love your blog sm it’s been VERY helpful for me to find Fics! Do u have any smut Fics with bottom Azi and top cro that involves their first time together? Also maybe crying and/or rlly sweet aftercare?

Here are some first time fics with top Crowley/bottom Aziraphale...

A Healthy Appetite by INeedABurnerAccountOkay (E)

Crowley blames himself, really. He was the one who had tempted the angel in the first place. With the first taste of that ox, he’d created a monster. An angelic monster with a heavy appetite and a fondness for all things human. So, it really shouldn’t have come as such as a shock, when Aziraphale asked him to stave off his hunger for something quite different.

the desire and pursuit of the whole by unsinkablesammy (E)

After their respective trials, Aziraphale goes back to Crowley's flat and sees something he wasn't supposed to. Confessions and romance ensue.

Oh Dear Salvation by myfairstarlight (E)

1941. West End London. Their Arrangement has been discovered by an agent of Hell and when the sun rises, consequences will have to be faced. But not tonight, Crowley decides as he finally breaks and gives in to temptation, tonight they’re together, and if tomorrow may not be guaranteed anymore then he’d rather have a taste of his angel at last before they both meet their demise. “Angel,” he calls, hands reaching for the boa around Aziraphale’s shoulders and pulling him down on the sofa, “changed my mind, what was it you said about doing something in return for me?”

The Wrong Thing by SuspiciousCharacter1895 (E)

“We’ve played every game humanity’s ever invented, haven’t we?” They had indeed played quite a variety of board games, card games, word games, et cetera. Crowley had drawn the line somewhere around charades. “We haven’t played Truth or Dare,” Aziraphale said with unnecessary dramatic emphasis. Crowley took a moment to gauge whether or not Aziraphale was serious. It appeared that he was. “Come off it.” “What’s wrong with Truth or Dare?” Aziraphale asked innocently. “That’s barely a game.” “The magazine said it was a good way to ‘introduce novelty and fun, and to initiate conversations that you might not have had otherwise,’” Aziraphale recited. That’s exactly why it’s a bad idea. Especially this many drinks in. .... During lockdown, Crowley and Aziraphale resort to Truth or Dare to alleviate the monotony. The truth may be dangerous but, as it turns out, may very well set them free.

You had me at "Crowley In a Lab Coat" by LaudaddySmitten (E)

With a start, Aziraphale realized he’d been blatantly staring at Crowley's throat and upper chest for heaven knows how long. Mortified, he snapped his eyes to Crowley's, which, uncovered, only further fueled his lust for the enticing botanist. Aziraphale was surprised to see that Crowley was sporting a smirk that looked…pleased. “Enjoying the view?” He arched an eyebrow in amusement. “Oh my, I er…..” Aziraphale gulped and looked down at his wringing hands. “How rude of me. I'm…ah, terribly sorry…” “Angel. Don’t apologize. I was actually…hoping you would.” Hands instantly stilled, Aziraphale looked up quickly. Had he heard that right? Crowley held Aziraphale's gaze and trailed fingertips in a circle on the lab counter. OR It's Crowley in a lab coat, do I need to say more? 😉 (Mind the tags)

how you've haunted me by sunrisesinthesuburbs (E)

Aziraphale loves because he's an angel and wants more because he's Aziraphale. or; picture this: an angel and a demon (though it doesn't matter much, nowadays) move in together and assume many things about one another. This is how it goes.

- Mod D

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[behindthunders]

Aziraphale: So, what are you in the mood for now?

Crowley: A very plump angel

Aziraphale: What?

Crowley: Wot?

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Is there a top or a bottom in Crowley x Aziraphale relationship ?

[angelic-omega]

Dom!Crowley x Sub!Aziraphale x Sub!Reader

(Amab Crowley, Afab Aziraphale, and Afab Reader) GN!Reader!

Sloppy kissing, Sloppy oral, Clothed Dom naked Sub, Cumplay, Degradation, Praise, Multiple Orgasms, Chubby Aziraphale, Chubby Reader, They/Them Reader, He/Him Aziraphale, He/They Crowley, Crowley’s Forked Tongue, Some Overstimulation, Fingering, Light Spanking, Face Sitting, Creampie

!!!MINORS DNI¡¡¡

The sound of the turning pages filtered through the back room of the overly full bookshop. You found yourself sitting cross legged on the small sofa, peeking over the edge of your novel to look at Aziraphale in his comfortable chair. His reading glasses had slipped cutely down the bridge of his nose and you couldn’t help but adjust your own upon seeing it. You watched the light catch on his golden ring as he turned the next page and you let out a sigh. Shifting on the couch to get more comfortable you tried to focus on the task at hand. Crowley had left some time ago and you were anxious for his return. Aziraphale and Crowley were rarely apart, but Crowley had laid down for the night so for the time being you were left to your own devices. Which resulted in a bubbly conversation involving Kipling which had slowly dwindled to the making of hot chocolate and sitting down to read a good book.

You sat opposite one another as you both read in relative silence. The old record player could be heard lightly from where it’s needle drug across the vinyl, it’s cacophonous melody swimming pleasantly through the shop settled you both. The only sound between you was your own bated breath and the turning of pages. You were trying your best to focus on the words written before your very eyes, but found your gaze wandering to Aziraphale. When he had first taken you under his wing and allowed you to stay at the bookshop you had been curious as to why. Over time you pushed the question to the back of your mind but now you couldn’t help but let your mind wander.

At first you had thought it was merely him being his angelic self. However, you now had to ask yourself why he had allowed you to become such an integral part of his daily life. Clearly the two of you shared some sort of deeper connection? Or was it just your imagination running wild? You found yourself thinking back to something which had occurred a few months or so ago. You two had not discussed what had happened besides ensuring the other had not been too startled that night. That night the two of you had been drinking away within the bookshop and being a lightweight you had found yourself more affected than you cared to admit. Crowley had found your drunken stupor particularly intriguing and had embarked on a little game. The demon was naturally quite curious when it came to you, as you often found yourself too tongue tied to say much of anything in his presence. Something Aziraphale had assured you, you would grow used to eventually. However, finding yourself drunk enough to sprawl next to Crowley on the sofa you were left quite exposed. You hadn’t meant to answer such a question but it had slipped out before your brain could catch up. Crowley had asked “What sort of human bits do you prefer?”

And without a second thought in your head to stop you, you had pushed a rush of air through your lips and lightly replied, “The ummm holes? No use having anything dangling about! Not like I’d use it anyway!”

All eyes had been on you as you had continued “Handy I guess since then you both could have your way with me! No fuss at all really…”

The record which had been playing had come to a sudden stop and the air in the room had shifted. In your drunken state you had stumbled up from the couch and brazenly steadied yourself on Aziraphale’s thick thighs. You had giggled at your clumsy display before you reverently reached out to move your hands closer to where those two legs connected. Crowley had leaned forward in his seat and watched aptly as your curious hands had found their mark. You had pressed them curiously against the flat expanse of tan clad pelvis in front of you. You gasped as your fingers met nothing discernible between the Angel’s legs. As you slipped them further down to press at the seam of his pants he had sharply inhaled, drawing your eyes away to stare blankly into his own.

You had darted from the room only to trip and fall over a rogue stack of books, landing firmly on your front and spilling your abandoned whiskey with your foot. Crowley had been swift in miracling the mess away and helping you to your feet. He smirked down at you and had teased, “Well, that’s one way to find out”

It was then that you found yourself feeling suddenly sober, as you looked into those piercing yellow eyes. Looking between the two of them the words and actions of your inebriated self had come rushing back to you. You had pulled away from the Demons grasp and had curled into a ball on the sofa. No one had spoken on the matter since, but that night everyone had sobered up and moved the festivities into going out for a nice dinner. Since then it had scratched at the back of your mind until you finally found yourself wondering once again. Was that a good gasp or a bad gasp? Surely if Aziraphale had not been comfortable with such brazen groping he would have put a stop to things? Maybe he was just as curious as you had been when feeling around…

You weren’t the best at making moves but while Crowley was away you found yourself feeling less shy. The demon had quite the affect on you both but you still wanted to know more about Aziraphale. You hadn’t paid much thought to him prior to that night. He was just a very sweet being who had taken you in and given you a place to sleep and meals to eat! He was an Angel, supposedly sexless but apparently not. You couldn’t help but wonder if he had kept genitals purely for aesthetic purposes but now as you folded your book closed and studied him closer…you wondered if it wasn’t just aesthetic.

“About the other night…” you softly began, toying absentmindedly with the hem of your shirt before you continued, “I have to ask! Are they- is it purely for looks or do you? You know? Make use of it?”

You watched as he squirmed in his seat, letting out a shakey sigh before flipping the page. It was only then that he looked your way with a slightly trepidatious expression. He studied you for a moment in which you felt your heart would seize in your chest, before he closed the book and softly responded, “I assume you mean my umm parts?”

You nodded your head and scooted minutely closer to the edge of the couch as you hung on his every word. Why you were so curious you weren’t quite sure but your gaze was unwavering as he continued, “Well partly they are aesthetic as I find clothing tends to not fit as well without! As for making use of my genitals it’s purely natural to wish to do so! Part of the human experience would be erm pleasures of the flesh”

“But you’re not human?” You interjected, coming to stand beside him as you leaned closer.

He blushed lightly as he looked away and worked on removing his glasses. As he set them down on the desk nearby he meekly replied, “Well you know me! I find human experiences quite thrilling, so I assume it is of no surprise I would…indulge.”

It was your turn to gasp at the truth unfolding before you. He shyly looked away and steadied himself, hands firmly smoothing out the wrinkles of his waistcoat before he peered up at you once again. He motioned for you to follow him into one of the further rooms and you silently did as you were asked. You were astonished as he pulled the door open to reveal a plush looking bed next to a small chest of sorts. You stood awkwardly in the doorway for a moment or so before he patted the bed and you reluctantly came to sit on the far corner. He got to his knees near the chest and removed a black bag from within, which he then handed to you with a coy smile. The fabric was a rich, soft velvet with red drawstrings cinched tightly closed. It didn’t take a lot of mental strain to conclude what was inside the bag. The weight of the object within was heavy and felt curiously phallic in nature. You were sat frozen with the device in your hands as Aziraphale stood and awkwardly watched the pieces click into place.

He was twisting the ring around his finger, a nervous habit he couldn’t seem to break. Apparently he had plenty of human habits! Human habits that required the use of this particular room, which until today you had never stepped foot inside. There was a small window in the far end of the room with its curtain gaping slightly open for a beam of sunlight to stream in through. The way it encompassed him as he stepped off to the side made him look more ethereal than normal. He was shyly peeking up at you as you held the concealed object in both hands, letting the hefty weight press against your palms as you took it all in. You looked to one another for a few tense moments before he stepped cautiously closer and cheekily smiled. Reaching out to gently run a warm palm down your clothed arm until it reached your still slightly outstretched hands. Gingerly he took the toy back from you as you let out a pleased sigh.

The feelings stirring inside you were odd. Aziraphale had always looked and acted quite similar to you which had made you like two peas in a pod! Now you were realizing the two of you were vastly more similar than you had previously imagined. You had always assumed because he was an Angel he would not be privy to such desires, but here he stood before you with flushed cheeks and a vibrator in his hands. He was smiling that small coy smile he got sometimes around Crowley, the one he’d shyly give the demon before doing something bold like giving them a kiss on the cheek. With lightly trembling hands he pulled the bag open, pulling the toy out into the open and coming to stand almost directly in front of you. Without thinking you reached out to take it from him, your fingers brushing as he politely handed it over.

Inspecting it closer than you had before you ran a finger over the small raised bumps down the shaft of the toy. You were immensely curious as you rubbed your thumb over the power button, hovering it there for a few moments before you looked back up to Aziraphale. Movement had caught your attention in your peripheral vision and as you looked up at him from your position on the bed you noticed he was undoing his bow tie. The room was feeling rather heated as you felt yourself flush at the implications. Certainly he wasn’t suggesting what you thought he was? How could you be sure he wanted something like that from you? How to break the news to him that you weren’t very take charge at all in the bedroom.

For a moment, as he looked down at you and raised a brow, you wondered if maybe he was going to take the dominant role. You could never truly tell about someone after all. However, watching his trembling hands pulling his bow tie free you gathered he was just as eager as you. You couldn’t move, you sat frozen on the bed as he shyly turned away to undo his slacks. Pushing them down in one swift motion before hanging them neatly over the end of the bed, he batted his eyes at you over his shoulder. You knew that look. You had USED that look. Smiling back at him you shifted further on the bed, broadly gesturing for him to join you as he stripped bare from the waist down. The bed dipped in the middle as he climbed gracefully atop the plush sheets, crawling towards you determinedly he came to his knees in front of you. Sitting up to press closer you set the toy aside for a moment, letting your hands explore the front of his chest and further down across the swell of his stomach.

He let out a shakey breath as his hands came to rest on your shoulders to steady himself. Taking that as a sign to become bolder you pulled him closer gently by the waist. Fingers digging into the plus flesh of his sides as you sweetly nuzzled your nose against his flushed cheek. Giving a small contented hum you waited a second or two before bringing your lips together. As you kissed you shifted even closer, letting him almost straddle one of you thighs as your arms wrapped fully around his middle. Clutching at his back you heard him moan lightly into the kiss, tilting his head to give you better access. Soon you found yourself desperately pressing closer as you tried your best to keep your hips still. Without breaking the kiss you adjusted positions, coming to sit up on your knees as well to make your next move easier. As gently as you could you guided him to lay on his back, letting you climb gingerly on top of him. It felt thrilling to have your legs on either side of his hips as you continued to kiss, with his hands fluttering from your thighs to your own hips. Finally as your head began to swim you pulled away from the kiss, looking down with lust as you watched him staring down to your spit slick lips before dragging his hooded eyes up to your own.

This time when you leaned down into his personal space you pressed chest to chest, lightly dragging your blunt nails across his stomach as you lifted his shirt up. The skin you found below the fabric was warm and feeling him arch into your touch had you moaning into the kiss. Feeling overwhelmed and wanting to please him, you pulled away with a wet smack of lips. You rolled your hips as if you were fucking yourself onto him before you took a sharp breath. As you worked your hands further under his shirt and vest you brought your lips to the side of his jaw. You stilled your movements as you lightly drug your lips down the column of his throat, teeth scraping against the side of his neck as he let out a whine. Nipping carefully at his pulse point you felt a shiver go down your spine and the sultry moan he let out in response. Emboldened by his eagerness you dug your teeth in a little harder, worrying the flesh between your teeth as he squirmed below you.

“Please! Oh!” Aziraphale’s voice warbled out into the room, desperation echoing off the golden walls as the sun momentarily went behind a cloud.

Lifting your head as the light suddenly streamed back in you gave a small laugh. Pulling your hands out from under his shirt as you sat back on your haunches you shyly whispered, “Give me a second.”

Now it was his turn to giggle at your overly eager kissing, bringing his hands down to rest across his chest as you leaned over to fumble for the toy. Once it was in your hand you climbed off his hips, guiding him to raise one of his legs to make room for you between them. It came to rest heavily on your shoulder as you tentatively smoothed your free hand down his thigh. He watched curiously on as you gently cupped him between his legs, smoothing the palm of your hand up and down the warm and willing folds. He let out a breathy sigh as you kept a steady pace, feeling the slightly damp flesh between his legs as you both stared at your hand mesmerized.

Nervous but wanting to move things along you removed your hand from between his legs, slipping it into the crook of his knee and bending the other leg back. With better access granted to his pink holes you guided the vibrator into your open mouth. Thrusting it in and out to let the salvia pool around the silicone you gave his thigh a reassuring squeeze. After only a few moments of running your lips and tongue across its surface it became slicked enough to pull it free. A large strand of drool connected your bottom lip to the very tip of the vibrator, your salvia dripping down the entire length of it to roll onto your hand. With the toy sufficiently slicked and Aziraphale’s effort glistening in the sunlight, you brought the toy between his legs. He bit his lip and let his head tip slowly back as you drug the very end of the toy along his slick folds. In one slow push you let the toy spread his lips open, thumb hovering over the button as you watched him wiggle on the bed. It felt surreal seeing him glistening with a thin layer of sweat in the early morning sun. His clit was slightly smaller than yours where it had engorged at the top of his sex and as you hilted the toy he let out a high pitched whimper. The small wheel attached to the middle of the device pressed firmly against the very tip of his pea sized clit.

You smirked giddily up at him as you brazenly depressed the button, watching aptly as the toy came to life. His hips stuttered up from the bed as he started to lazily grind them in erratic semi circles. Moaning shakily and arching his spine on the bed you began to slowly thrust the toy in and out of his eager hole. He was whining and shaking his head from side to side as you pressed the middle button once again. The wheel began to spin faster, small silicone tongues lapping insistently at his sensitive bud as the toy pulsed in a steady wave. The vibrations started low and slow then grew harsher and faster before the process would start over again. His moans would crescendo alongside the sensations as you kept the vibrator hilted inside him.

You were feeling affected yourself, throbbing between your legs as you watched the toy slowly unravel the Angel below you. Wiggling on the bed you couldn’t help but arch a little too, hips pressing back as you nuzzled the calf draped across your shoulder. Soon you were both shifting your hips as his moans rang through the room and made your head go all fuzzy. It was around then that you heard the door creak open…

With eyes wide and a startled gasp leaving your lips you turned to see Crowley leaning casually against the doorframe with a small box of chocolates in his hand. Tossing the ornate box with a small golden ribbon tied around it, onto the small table near the entrance of the room he purred, “Having a little fun while the big bad demon is away I see?”

“Crowley?!” You both gasped in unison as Aziraphale brought one hand up to cover his face and the other to clutch at his heaving chest.

You sat frozen on the bed. Your heart was pounding in your chest and the toy was still buzzing away inside Aziraphale as he sauntered into the room. Kicking the door shut behind him, you watched intently as he came to stand over by the edge of the bed. His sunglasses slid down the bridge of his nose to reveal his hungry eyes as they trailed slowly over you both. You couldn’t help but whine at the heated look he shot your way. There was a tense moment shared between the three of you before he snapped his fingers with a smirk. The sudden burst of demonic energy sizzled across your pale skin as both of you were exposed to the room. Aziraphale arched his now fully nude body closer to you as he looked towards Crowley looming above the bed.

Cloaked in nothing but the warmth of the sunlight pouring in through the crack in the pastel blue curtains, you looked to him as well. Shivering under the intensity of his stare you unconsciously shifted your hips on the bed. Trying to helplessly ease the ache between your legs as his smile broadened and he stepped assuredly closer. You couldn’t help but let out a small moan as his hands founds their place on your waist. His grip tightened as he climbed onto the bed behind you, lifting you up onto all fours. Humming appreciatively as you arched your back towards him, he scooted closer to teasingly rub his clothed erection against the crack of your raised ass. You whined and shifted your hips back but his grip on your waist kept you in place. Leaning back to run his hands down your sides and across your hips, Aziraphale’s moans picked up once again as those hands reached your thighs. Digging his thumbs in and spreading the flesh before him he commanded, “Keep going and stay still.”

Nodding your head and biting your lip you turned your attention back to Aziraphale. You were closer now and could see how his slick was leaking around the toy inside, how his chest was rising and falling rapidly. How his hands clutched uselessly at the bedspread before he tipped his hips up and grabbed the backs of his own thighs. This granted you better access and made it easier for one of Crowley’s curious hands to press down on the middle of you back, forcing you to bend further. The teasing touches from Crowley only fueled the fire between your legs and you couldn’t help but blush as he spread your cheeks once again. You could feel how wet you were and knew there was no denying how deeply arousing you found his presence. As soon as he let out a pleased growl behind you, you felt another pearl of slick drip down your folds to dangle wetly between your spread legs. At the sight of it Crowley chuckled amusedly before he teased, “Eager are we?”

“Delicious,” he slipped a hand down to rub gently across your slick sex before pulling it away as he continued, “look at the two of you~”

You both whined at the praise. Then Crowley teased your slick entrance with one of his long fingers, leaning closer to whisper, “Turn the toy down a few speeds.”

Aziraphale was nearing the edge as you immediately obeyed, clicking the minus button twice and listening to the Angel whimper above you. He adjusted his grip on his legs as he looked down to the both of you with a hazy pout. You only had a moment to return his stare before your eyes rolled back in your head at the slow press of Crowley’s finger within you. It seemed to go on and on. Crooked finger sliding deeper and deeper until you gasped and shuddered on the bed. The demon let out a hiss as you tried to push your hips back, reminding you to stay still as you whimpered and froze. Aziraphale was not fairing much better and soon enough he was tossing his head from side to side and begging, “oh please?! Please?! Crroooowwwleeey!!”

He whined the demons name long and loud, shifting his hips the best he could on the bed as he tried and failed to push over the edge. The toy was not enough to send him over on such a low setting but it was doing an excellent job of keeping him close. Writhing in ecstasy and torture alike Aziraphale whimpered and begged once again, “Please?! Please!! I-I can’t?!”

“You can Angel.” Crowley gritted out through clenched teeth which were quick to tease across the sensitive skin of your inner thigh.

Slipping a second finger inside and crooking them both, he began lazily thrusting them in and out. Teeth still nibbling at your quickly bruising skin your head started swimming. Each delightful little pinch of teeth sent a flash of warmth cascading through your very veins. The fingers picking up their pace certainly didn’t help you in your lost cause to keep quiet. Soon with every nip of teeth and press of fingers you were gasping and moaning into the room. Whining as he switched to placing teasing bites up your neglected thigh he paused to admire his work before he purred, “Keep still for me,”

He grabbed your hip and pulled you closer to his face; breathing the next command directly against your enlarged clit as he said, “and when you cum I want you to turn the toy back up.”

Before you could even fully process the words you were crying out as his fingers crooked harder within you. Jerking in his grasp at the first press of that slick forked tongue lapping at the very tip of your clit. Letting the forked tips fall on either side as his fingers continued to thrust against that special spot inside you whined and whimpered almost as desperately as Aziraphale. With both your hungry moans filling the air of the room like the sunlight itself the demon shifted closer yet. Wrapping his lips around your pink little button and giving it a small suck. Eyes rolling in pleasure as your legs started to tremble with the effort of remaining still, all too soon he was pulling off. Whining long and loud as those slick fingers slipped free you flushed at his heated command, “Hump my tongue, Lovely.”

Whimpering as he extended the long appendage so that the base of the tongue pressed against your opening and the twin forks wrapped around your sensitive clit, you did as you were asked. Hips working slowly at first then faster and faster as you felt the pleasure building to a dangerous level. You were going out of your mind at the feeling of those two ends flicking up and down with every push of your hips. Sliding your clit between them as they undulated on either side while the very back of the demons flexible tongue teased at your leaking hole. It wasn’t long before all that pent up energy was reaching a super nova of pleasure. Trembling as you let out little breathy moans and pants, with what little brain capacity you had left you pressed the button. Turning the vibrations of the toy back up two speeds which sent Aziraphale spiraling headfirst into a powerful orgasm right behind your own. You throbbed and pulsed as your hips continued to twitch sporadically back onto the demons dexterous tongue. Whining and jerking in his grasp as he cruel kept teasing your over sensitive nerves with the very tips. You stilled your hips as you came down from your own orgasm, watching hazily as Aziraphale’s moans elevating in pitch as he found himself sensitive as well. Still catching your breath as the demon pulled their tongue away from the burning nerves at the very top of your slit, you pulled the toy slightly out and away from Aziraphale’s own swollen little nub. The wheel was spinning and you watched it turn as Crowley took the opportunity to spear you with his now sloppily wet tongue. You called out brokenly as it found its way deep inside in one quick thrust. His pleased growl reverberated against the pink flesh where his tongue spread you open, sending another flash of heat through your very core. Shivering at the sound of his rough voice pressed against your sex you whimpered desperately as his tongue began to flex and pulse within you. You had never felt anything quite like it and soon enough you felt the pleasure building up once again.

Aziraphale was panting above you as the vibrator continued to press against his own nerves. Soon you felt emboldened by his pleasured moans which mingled with your own eager sounds and pressed the toy forward once again. With the demon rolling their tongue in waves and the high pitched wails of pleasure filling your ears you let out a startled gasp as you found yourself on the edge. Your breath caught as you balanced there at the very edge of what promised to be a violently powerful climax before you let out the loudest moan yet. Both Crowley’s hands came up to grasp at your bitten thighs and that sent you tumbling headfirst into a second orgasm. As the first wave of pleasure crested the demon cheekily brought one hand up the inside of your thigh to press two fingers firmly against your throbbing clit. The other raised high into the air before coming down hard across the supple flesh of your ass. The sting of the slap mingled with the endless waves of your orgasm which had you seeing spots in the corners of your vision.

As you felt the pleasure ebb and flow away for the second time, that long tongue was slowly and teasingly pulled free from your thoroughly used pussy. Trailing a long strand of slick and spit from the tips of the demons forked tongue to your warm and wet slit. As it finally pulled completely free Aziraphale arched on the bed and let out a small shout, his legs trembled and threatened to close as he whined needily with his head tossed back. Crowley sat up and watched as the pleasure faded and his fried nerves began to protest. You went to sympathetically turn the vibrations down when Crowley fisted a hand roughly in your hair and hissed, “Sssstop. You’ll turn it off when I Sssay you can.”

Peering back at him over your shoulder you shyly mumbled “yes, sir.”

“Good~” Crowley praised as he let your head drop back into its natural place, smoothing a hand down your spine as he continued to watch.

Aziraphale’s was writhing below you both as he practically screamed with every turn of the wheel. His eyes which were clouded by lust and desperation met Crowley’s own as he continued to tremble and shake. His legs dropped to either side of you as his hips lifted up off the bed in an attempt to get away from the onslaught of pleasure, but he made no move to beg until he heard Crowley speak once again. Gripping tightly at your waist and bringing his hips closer to your exposed ass once again he suggested, “why don’t you turn it up?”

“NO?! Please?! PLEASE!!!” Aziraphale cried out before your finger could depress the button, tears threatening to spill down his ruddy cheeks as he whimpered.

Taking mercy on the Angel Crowley ground against your ass and lowly whispered, “turn it off and come help me with THIS.”

Aziraphale went limp on the bed as the vibrator finally came to a stop, pulling it free from his slick hole you handed it off to him before peaking back at Crowley. His hands which had been firmly holding you by the waist slipped down to your hips before sliding off you entirely. Sprawling across the very end of the bed you were quick to fall to your knees below him and begin unfastening his belt. As you undid the button and pulled the zipper down he let out a small grunt and raised his hips toward you. Pulling everything down enough to free his rigid cock proved harder than anticipated but with a little elbow grease you managed to get the pants down to his thighs. Scooting closer and letting your knee slip between his slim ankles you leaned closer to pull at the hem of his boxers with your teeth. Hooking a finger under the waistband you slowly guided them down as well. Your eyes hungrily took in the sizeable effort before you greedily ran your lips from the base of the shaft all the way to the very tip. Reaching out to grab hold of the shaft and steady it, you parted your lips and took the very tip into your mouth. Bobbing your head over the very top half of his cock a few times, you pulled off for a second to run your tongue teasingly along the underside before swallowing it back down. This time you removed your hand, placing both palms flat on his thighs as you set up a steady pace. Slowly moving up and down the turgid flesh between your lips you let him slip further and further back. Soon you were taking him almost all the way to the base. Drool dripping down the shaft and onto his exposed balls you reached a hand out to feel their heft and weight as you held yourself pressed as far back as you could go. He groaned and ran a hand through your hair encouragingly as you did so. Pulling off to catch your breath you moaned as you plunged back down once again, overcome with the full sensation across your tongue. Soon you were moving faster as you continued to let out pleased little hums around his thick cock. It wasn’t until you heard shifting on the bed that you paused to see Aziraphale climbing to the floor as well. On still trembling legs he slid to his knees beside you, gently touching your cheek and guiding you to pull all the way off the demons spit slick cock.

You then watched as he leaned across to take him into his own mouth, causing Crowley to let out a rough growl which caused you both to squirm below him. While Aziraphale worked the shaft with his mouth and tongue you leaned closer to suck one of the demons slick balls into your mouth as well. Rolling it around your tongue before doing the same to the next. You switched between the two as Aziraphale bobbed his head faster and faster. Crowley fisted a hand in the Angel’s hair as he let out a breathy moan. Aziraphale coyly pulled off once again as you both looked to one another you leaned in together. Sliding both sets up lips up and down either side of his cock you worked your tongues over the underside. Occasionally the tips of them would brush each other as you moved together. Feeling confident in the demons steadily increasing sounds of pleasure you reached a hand up to palm at the leaking tip of his cock. Rubbing two fingers across the slick head in circles before pressing firmer against the sensitive flesh. Aziraphale brought a hand up as well, encircling the bottom half of his shaft before moving his mouth up to the very tip. You found yourself doing the same. Joint hands stroking the bottom and top half of his erection as you left only the head free to explore with your wandering tongues. The slick sounds filled the room as your conjoined saliva slicked the way for your tight strokes. Flicking your tongues fast and rough against the sensitive tip had Crowley arching his hips forward, thrusting erratically as he groaned. When you tightened your grip around his cock and lightly rolled his balls around in your free hand he cursed, “Ssssshit! FUCK?! You Basssstardsss?!”

It was then that he thrusted forward once again, then twice, then on the third thrust he shook lightly as his cock throbbed. Wet pulses of hot white cum flooded out as you both continued to work him through it. The sticky fluid coated your lips and cheeks as you both kept your steady pace before slowing down your greedy tongues. Loosening your grip on his shaft you lazily lapped up the last dredges of the demons orgasm as they panted and caught their breath above you. Two possessive hands reached down to press against the back of your heads, forcing you and Aziraphale to touch noses. Giggling giddily as you shyly looked up to Crowley, you both were quick to let his hands guide you closer. You moaned as Aziraphale’s lips met your own, kissing for more than a few moments before Crowley growled in frustration above you. Tugging lightly at your hair had you both whining into the kiss and when your mouth opened Aziraphale took the opportunity to slip his tongue tentatively inside. Moaning around it you swirled your own tongue along the underside of his, eyes squeezing shut as the tip of the Angels tongue flicked teasingly against the roof of your mouth. Sending sparks of sensation down your spine and causing your hands to clutch eagerly at his upper arms. As the kiss was deepened he moved his hands around your waist and pulled you closer, making sure you were firmly straddling his thigh before he broke away. Crowley smirked approvingly down at the both of you and as you tilted your head to look into his golden eyes Aziraphale began lapping at the cum coating your lips and cheek. Turning back to the task at hand you gripped the back of Aziraphale’s neck and returned the favor. Closing your eyes you let the salty taste wash over your tongue as you did your best to catch every drop.

When you finished Aziraphale’s greedily pulled you even closer, grinding against your own leg as he grabbed tightly at your hips and guided you into doing the same. You moaned wantonly at the firmer treatment, shivering as Crowley’s hands guided you both into another passionate kiss. How you found yourself already so worked up and willing was uncertain. All you knew was you were steadily heating up as those strong hands grabbed hold of your hips hard enough to bruise. You found yourself shocked to learn how good of a kisser Aziraphale was. The Angel had you practically melting in his grasp with every careful press of lips and tongue and soon you felt the thigh between your legs growing wetter. As you leaked down onto his thigh he was leaving a patch of wetness across your own. Soon the smooth glide across even smoother skin wasn’t enough and you both broke the kiss to gasp for air. Whimpering into the others neck as you clutched one another tightly.

It was then that you felt Crowley nudge you both gently with his booted foot. Clearing his throat as he raised a brow down at the two of you he demanded, “Enough! On the bed…Now.”

Hastily untangling yourselves from one another, you and Aziraphale were quick to slip past the demon and onto the bed. Crawling on all fours together you let out a shocked sound at the feeling of two demonic hands grabbing you by the hips to hold you closer to the end of the bed. In a flash you found yourself flipped onto your back and you whined at the display of strength. Crowley smiled down at you as he loomed closer to gently trail both hands up the backs of your thighs to spread your legs. Lifting both knees up to your chest to leave your slick holes exposed to him, he stared past you to purr, “Get over here Angel. I’ve got just the place for you~”

As he shifted to his knees once again, using your thighs as leverage to lift himself up, he clicked his tongue at you. Running one hand up and down your soaked lips teasingly he said, “Look how desperate you are. It’s pathetic!”

You flushed at his whispered words, subtly trying to press harder against his teasing fingers as they ran sensually up and down your sex. You moaned excitedly as he suddenly grabbed you by the waist and pulled you closer. Your ankles naturally sitting atop his lithe shoulders as his hard cock slipped over your aching clit. Rubbing his erection through your slick folds to tease you he looked to Aziraphale and then back to you. Silently commanding him to join once again. You reached over your own head to guide him closer until he was left hovering above your face. He reached to prop a pillow under your head and seconds later he was settling over your chin. You closed your eyes as you experimentally opened your mouth and flicked your tongue out. Whining into the space between his legs as Crowley brought his cock down to tease the very tip against your slick entrance. Squirming in hopes of them taking the hint you doubled your efforts with your tongue. Running it up and down the angels wet slit at an ever increasing pace. Occasionally stopping to flick hastily at the bundle of nerves near the top before probing further down. With your nose buried in the depths of him and your tongue pressed tight against his clit you clawed at the bedspread. In one slow and steady push of his hips Crowley had sheathed himself fully inside you. Stretching you almost to your limit before bottoming out and keeping his cock fully inside. With barely any warning at all his pulled his hips back before slamming them harshly back into you. Setting a fast a brutal pace which had all coherent thought leaving your head. Soon all you could do was moan and whine with your tongue left sticking out for Aziraphale to grind against. Every thrust sent a burst of pleasure to your core, a tight knot twisting with every heated touch until Crowley roughly whispered, “Look how well you’re taking it~”

It was those words that had your back arching and you legs trembling as you practically gushed around the demons cock. Not allowing you a second to rest he bent down to lave his forked tongue over one of your pert nipples as he continued to thrust. Hazily you reached a hand up and pressed your palm to Aziraphale’s sex, letting him hump his way closer to his own climax as you shouted and rode out your own. Each thrust of those sinful hips seemed to drag the feelings out for eternity. Pleasure washing over you in wave after wave until finally you stopped tensing and twitching with it. You went completely limp on the bed, barely able to even listen as Aziraphale whimpered and shook above you. Leaning over you to share a passionate kiss with Crowley as he throbbed and pulsed through his own orgasm.

He slowed his thrusts as you both came down from your highs before pulling all the way out of your slick hole. Aziraphale climbed off you as well and you groggily looked up to them as they shifted positions once again. Aziraphale smiled down at you as he came to rest across your waist, kissing his way up your neck as he arched his back towards Crowley. With a grunt they reached out to grab him and thrust into him in one harsh movement, causing Aziraphale to moan against your neck. Wrapping your legs around his waist you shyly pulled him into another kiss. Blissed out and just enjoying the closeness you let him kiss, lick, and nibble at your lips as Crowley’s thrusts became erratic. The wet slap of skin on skin and your own panting breaths were drowned out by the little whines and breathy moans Aziraphale kept pressing to your lips. In a few moments he tipped his head back and in a desperate tone exclaimed “Ahhh~ Crowley I-I’m Close?!”

Growling you watched as one hand reached forward to lightly wrap around the Angels throat, the other slipping down between his legs to press a finger to his clit. Rubbing back and forth and round and round until Aziraphale screamed and trembled. He was sobbing and moaning with every thrust and a few thrusts later Crowley’s hips jerked. His thrusts stuttered to a halt as his cock pulsed wetly inside his Angel who had gone limp on top of you. As you all panted to catch your breath you though to yourself…

What a lovely way to spend a morning?

[ladykiller-yt]

SEXY PROPOSAL

Crowley and Aziraphale are in an intimate moment in bed, they are kissing passionately while their pelvises are joined. The room is filled with gasps and moans. They are happy and they know it. In one of the many thrusts into Aziraphale, Crowley lets out a sentence he never thought he would say.

C:"Ohhh...fuck angel...yes...aaah...let's get married."

They stopped and looked into each other's eyes, embarrassed. Crowley pulled out of Aziraphale without finishing the act, leaving him visibly upset, sitting on the edge of the bed still naked.

C:"Sorry, I...I don't know why I said that."

A:"Wait Crowley..."

Crowley grabbed his clothes and ran out of the house. He felt stupid, he was going too fast, once again.

He sat down on the bench on the porch, making a cigarette and a lighter appear and starting to smoke. Meanwhile, quick footsteps approached him.

A: "Tell me why you left like that? And then put something on because it's cold."

C: "I'm fine like this."

He took a drag.

A: "Would you please look at me? Come on Crowley, look at me."

Aziraphale took Crowley's face in his hands.

C: "Listen, I just let it slip. I was so caught up in the pleasant moment between your thighs that I let a few words slip out."

A: "So it was just a moment? You don't really want to marry me?"

C: "We've only been together for a year, asking you seems like a rush and I know you hate it."

A: "Okay maybe you didn't see it, but I had a couple of spasms after you came out of me and left. Your proposal enticed me so much that it made my dick even harder."

C: "So I'm not rushing for you?"

A: "Well, you just asked me, that doesn't mean we have to get married tomorrow, right?"

C: "No, you're right."

A: "So if we want to wait, I'll be happy to do it. I'm happy you asked."

C: "So your answer is yes?"

A: "If we go back to the room and you ask me while you're inside me, I might even say yes."

Crowley picked Aziraphale up, kissing him. They went back to the room, undressing again and wrapped themselves around each other, making the sexual act more pleasurable and lively than before. Like an erotic game.

C: "So, angel...will you marry me?"

A: "Yes..."

C: "Say it again."

A: "Yes...yes...aaah."

C: "Yes what, little angel?"

A: "Yes...I want to marry...you...oh god...please."

Crowley turned Aziraphale on his back, admiring that perfect ass. He entered him quickly and with gusto, feeling how wet and hot it was. It was always like that when they had sex. Aziraphale hot and wet and Crowley hard and wet.

C:"Do you want it, angel?"

A:"Yes Crowley...yesss."

C:"What do you want angel?"

A:"To be your husband...aaah."

C:"Yes?"

A:"To love you...aaah."

C:"Yes angel...more."

A:"To honor you and..."

C:"Come on angel..."

A:"Aah...aah...and respect you... Crowley, I'm close."

C:"Don't...stop."

A:"Until the end of time...oh fuck."

C:"Fuck...fuck...yesss."

Crowley came inside Aziraphale as they both stained the sheets with semen. They had just had the best sex ever. One thing they often did after making love was hold hands and intertwine their fingers. When Crowley pulled away from Aziraphale, he lay on his side, looking into each other's eyes. Aziraphale, still lying on his stomach, looked at Crowley, still panting, and moved a lock of his hair.

C: "That was nice, we should do it again sometime."

A: "Absolutely."

C: "Come."

Crowley invited him into his arms in a tender and warm embrace that Aziraphale did not refuse at all.

A: "You have no idea how good I feel, cuddled up to you."

C: "You make me feel good too, angel. I love you."

A: "Awww... me too, so much."

[theravenmuse]

The results are in!

Just over a week ago, I asked you all what your position and dominance preferences were for Aziraphale and Crowley. Those polls have run there courses and I’ve analyzed the results.

Data Interpretation

For position: Roughly 2/3 of voters prefer both Aziraphale and Crowley being ‘switches’ in position. Of the remaining 1/3 of voters, there is a very slight preference for both Aziraphale and Crowley in the ‘bottom’ position. The difference in voter preferences for position between Aziraphale and Crowley is statistically insignificant.

For dominance: Slightly over 40% of voters prefer both Aziraphale and Crowley as ‘switches’ in dominance. The difference in percentages for this preference between Aziraphale and Crowley is statistically insignificant. Of the remaining voters, there is an extremely strong preference for Aziraphale in a ‘dominant’ roll with roughly 88% of the remaining votes, leaving the preference for ‘submissive’ Aziraphale at only 12%. For Crowley, the inverse is true.There is an extremely strong preference for Crowley in the ‘submissive’ roll at roughly 94% of the remaining votes, leaving the preference for ‘dominant’ Crowley at only 6%.

In conclusion:

They’re switches, bitches! (But Crowley is the one saying ‘yes sir’)

*Note: I do write nearly exclusively bottom/sub Crowley with top/dom Aziraphale. This may have skewed the results as, to my knowledge, this poll did not reach far beyond my own followers.

Links to original poll results:

Aziraphale: https://www.tumblr.com/theravenmuse/730743867394179072/just-things-this-raven-finds-amusing

Crowley: https://www.tumblr.com/theravenmuse/730743585585184768/just-things-this-raven-finds-amusing

[goodomenslady]

Good Omens Fic Rec List 21

Hello and welcome to all fans of Top Crowley and Bottom Aziraphale, newcomers and old-timers alike. Time for a fabulous new rec list! Got some fun and super sexy offerings for your reading enjoyment, and, as always, every M- and E-rated fic is guaranteed to have Crowley topping that angel.

The Bishop of Bath and Wells, inspired by real historical illustration, Now also illustrated by Yvesriba by @scrapheapchallenge Rating: T Word Count: 6,424 (2/2 chapters) Delightful historical fic of the early middle ages. Crowley has been instructed to see to the downfall of the Bishop of Bath and Wells, ensuring his damnation, while Aziraphale has the task of winning the man over to Heaven's side. But it's quite hopeless since Bishop Brihtwine is so thoroughly odious and steeped in evil already, and his latest crime involves a stolen land deed belonging to a monkish order. Aziraphale tries in vain to persuade the bishop to return it. Taking pity on him, Crowley tries to help him out by persuading the bishop to return the deed (since this single small act won't have any bearing on the bishop's ultimate fate), via extraordinary amounts of alcohol, with hilariously disastrous results. Story was inspired by some real medieval art, and consequent lovely fanart by Yvesriba.

2. Banquette Seating by teresesz1379 Rating: NR Word Count: 6,727 (4/4 chapters) Dom Crowley and Sub Aziraphale. They're having a lovely dinner at the Ritz, but Aziraphale doesn't seem to appreciate it much. In fact, he's being downright bratty. Crowley takes steps to properly discipline his sub with a spanking right there in the middle of the restaurant, with a little miraculous time-stopping, of course. The discipline and punishment aren't quite over yet, though, as Crowley decides to see how much the angel can take. (CW: Tags include Humiliation and Semi-Public Sex.)

3. Well Served by @janara7 Rating: E Word Count: 7,144 (one-shot) Human AU. Crowley and Aziraphale are porn stars. They've never worked together, but when they receive too many dull, uninspiring scripts, they decide to join forces and secretly make their own spontaneous film behind their boss's back. Crowley knows it won't be easy to convince Aziraphale to go off script, but at a meeting at a lovely little cafe, they come up with a simple premise: Crowley as a waiter, and Aziraphale as a difficult customer who needs to be dealt with. From there, they plan to improvise their way through a sex scene, because whatever they come up with, it's bound to be better than the dreadful scripts they've been given lately. Truth be told, Crowley is looking forward to having his way with this prim, lovely, exasperating almost-rival, and by the way Aziraphale's glance keeps going to his groin, he's pretty sure Aziraphale is looking forward to it as well. Eric and Newt are recruited to handle the camera and lighting, and from there on, it's a sizzling hot time.

4. If you're horny, let's do it by @mimsynims Rating: E Word Count: 7,145 (one-shot) Human AU. This fic is well named! Anathema drags her friend Aziraphale to a strip club to meet her new boyfriend who works at the bar, and also, coincidentally, to take in the show. Aziraphale very reluctantly stays…and then he recognizes one of the dancers. Not only is Crowley in one of his classes at university, Aziraphale has long had a crush on him. Fantastically hot fic with sexy dances, including Crowley treating Aziraphale to a lap dance, and things only get hotter when Aziraphale meets up with Crowley at the bar later.

5. Just Like Heaven by @angeletombee Rating: E Word Count: 126,953 (24/24 chapters) Human/University AU. It's the 1990s, and Aziraphale has just come to university and moved into the dorm, only to discover that his new roommate is a goth, a complete opposite to his own bookish personality. However, the two young men bond and become friends. Before long Aziraphale is learning about Crowley and the goth scene, and falling in love. So it's a good thing they're already roommates. It isn't all sweetness and light, however, as a jealous stalker has his sights on Crowley, and he doesn't like Aziraphale being in the way one bit. This fic was a fabulous romp back to the 90s.

6. Knot on My Watch by @phoenix-soar and @wargoddess9 Rating: E Word Count: 6,032 (one-shot) Omegaverse/Human AU. Aziraphale has misplaced his heat suppressants, when he's struck by the sudden onslaught of a heat in the middle of a work conference at a hotel. He leaves to return to his room, in dire straits as the heat threatens to overwhelm him, when there's a knock at his door. One of the senior executives, an alpha named Crowley, noticing his distress (indeed, his distress was evident to everyone in the hall), has followed him and politely asks if he needs assistance. More specifically, he asks if Aziraphale would like him to help with his heat, because he'd be perfectly willing to be his alpha for the duration. As the heat overwhelms him, Aziraphale succumbs to the temptation of Crowley's generous offer. He just hopes he can keep his inconvenient feelings under wraps, and that Crowley doesn't find out Aziraphale has had a crush on him for years. An excellent fucking-while-pining fic.

[foxlady3]

A short 2-chapter work about Aziraphale expecting a baby, and a nagging question that's been preying on his mind.

Will the child be an immortal being like him and Crowley, or will she be human?

[phantomram-b00]

Tw: Softly Suggestive

An out of context discord message I made gave me this,,,,,

[behindthunders]

Give me your best arguments!

[behindthunders]

Last 10 minutes?! Give them the entire last episode for Michael Sheen to show his Angel bottoming in every single possible position ever because no one can convince me that Angel doesn't read erotica and imagines himself as the ladies getting ravished by the gorgeous and sexy lovers that mysteriously always look like Crowley in his mind ~

the year is 2025. michael sheen is appointed showrunner and executive producer. gets his grubby mitts on the script and every other line is changed to blatant innuendo. each scene is so sexually charged that it's like staring directly into the sun. the last 10 mins is a montage of them outright fucking on every available surface of the south downs cottage. the show is now, inexplicably, set in south wales

[youwererightcrowley]

Its 20 years after that day. Crowley has taken over the book shop with Muriel's help. Aziraphale regretted leaving the second he did but why has it taken him so long to return? Well, he's at Crowley's door step to explain, beg for forgiveness, and ask for help. The Second Coming, a scarier, worse armageddon, is upon them. Will Crowley and Aziraphale kiss and make up to save the world again? Or is the damage too irreparable?

something for Micheal Sheen in every chapter

[theravenmuse]

And doing Azi as well because why not?

As with the Crowley poll, no ace option because I’m sure that’d be the majority of the results. Sexy angel poll only.

Crowley poll here:

[goodomenslady]

Good Omens Fic Rec List 20

New rec list for the new year!

1. Twenty red roses by Anonymous Link:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/25384438 Rating: M Word Count: 10,827 (one-shot) Human AU. Professor Aziraphale and university student Crowley. Crowley has a massive crush on his older professor (though they're both adults), which only grows over the years. Aziraphale becomes his mentor. While they work closely together very well, Crowley never crosses the line into impropriety, until a fateful night when he runs across a thoroughly distraught, drunken Aziraphale in a pub. This fic starts out very sweet with a pining Crowley, gets serious and angsty when things heat up, and ends on a bittersweet yet hopeful note.

2. Leysingi by @childrenofthesunny and @janara7 Link:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/35649943 Rating: E Word Count: 7,302 (one-shot) Aziraphale is captured by Vikings on the island of Lindisfarne, when to his surprise, Crowley turns out to be one of their number. When Aziraphale is to be sold as a slave, Crowley steps in and buys him, much to Aziraphale's chagrin. Who does Crowley think he is? And anyway, Aziraphale doesn't need his help, thank you very much. Still, the other man who thought he owned the angel was planning on putting him to hard labor, so being 'owned' by Crowley ought to be at least better than that. In fact, it turns out to be so much better than Aziraphale could ever have dreamed. Spoiler alert: the ending is pure, glorious smut, and also contains some wonderful nsfw fanart.

3. Night at the Museum by @supergeek21 Link:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/33559249 Rating:  E Word Count: 2,095 (one-shot) Crowley and Aziraphale attend a gala at a museum. Crowley observes the crowd and basks in the heady, complicated emotions of human pride, desperation, and lust, at least until he realizes that some of those lovely vices are being directed at Aziraphale. The museum foundation's president is openly flirting with his angel, and this, obviously, cannot stand. Crowley intervenes to mark his claim, resulting in excellent semi-public sex.

4. Venetiae Delectatio by crepesandoysters  Link:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/30803078 Rating:  E Word Count: 13,417 (one-shot) Human AU. Aziraphale has been finagled by brother Gabriel into coming to Venice to help seal a shady multimillion dollar business deal with a bunch of other tedious businessmen, and the situation offends his conscience and bores him immeasurably. Until he meets Crowley, one of those businessmen who is far more fascinating than any of them, not to mention quite handsome. Aziraphale, however, isn't willing to set aside his morals no matter how good-looking the man is, leading Crowley to pull out all the stops to impress him. Features white suit Crowley, a speedboat, sexy shenanigans in a museum, and a satisfying turn of events in which Gabriel gets his comeuppance.

5. Worth Waiting For by @melayneseahawk Link:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/26780473 Rating:  E Word Count: 3,977 (one-shot) A perfectly lovely fic about Aziraphale and Crowley's first night of intimacy. Aziraphale is sweetly shy at first and then increasingly bold, until they're racing to get each other's clothes off (one of my favorite parts). Also, Crowley can't help but notice the angel is actually glowing, but with a divine warmth that encompasses the both of them rather than poses any danger to his own demonic nature. His discovery that Aziraphale is ticklish adds to the fun. Wonderful  lovemaking, great characterization, and wings unfurling.

6. When a Demon and an Angel Make Love, They Forget They're Not Human @springapreppe Link:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/24653974 Rating:  E Word Count: 5,390 (one-shot) After the Apocalypse-that-wasn't, Aziraphale discusses his newfound freedom with Crowley, and realizes that he wants to try making love with his beloved demon. But when they give in to their passion, they discover that two powerful supernatural beings in the throes of ecstasy can have some pretty dire consequences on the surrounding architecture. A fun and raunchy romp.

7. Getting to Know You by @holycatsandrabbits Link:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/42956547 Rating:  E Word Count: 2,661 (2/2 chapters, complete) Human AU/Naga Crowley. Crowley works in a pub and normally keeps his life as a shape-changing snake creature a secret. But not secret enough from his observant and outrageously cute neighbor Aziraphale, who knocks on his door one night and asks for his assistance in getting rid of some pesky mafia men, who are rather irritated about the matter of some money that Aziraphale may or may not have stolen and donated to charity. Yes, Aziraphale is a bit of a bastard, but surely stealing from criminals isn't all bad? This is one hot little fic with a surprising amount of story packed into it, with Crowley to the rescue and a very, very grateful Aziraphale.

8. Summer's End by @feraltuxedo Link:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/41379204 Rating: E Word Count: 47,342 (13/13 chapters, complete) Human/future dystopian AU. This is the zombie/cottagecore/sexworker fic you didn't know you needed. In a future England where the climate is too hot and undead demons roam at night, sexworker Aziraphale is grateful for his little caravan, his work which lets him meet interesting people, his small comforts, and most of all his freedom. In a world where one small misstep can send a person into destitution, he's determined to hang on to what he's got. Until one particular client enters his life. Crowley is handsome, mysterious, and dashed handy with the garden and all sorts of tools, and Aziraphale discovers one problem with his independent lifestyle:  he's frightfully lonely. So he takes a big step out of his comfort zone and invites Crowley to come live with him. Words cannot begin to describe the incredible emotional journey of Aziraphale in this story, as he learns to trust and open his heart and life to the man he loves. Crowley has his own issues, and a shady past that comes back to haunt him. Combined with great worldbuilding and suppporting characters (I just loved Tracy) it makes for a gripping fic that draws you in and doesn't let go.

[theravenmuse]

The problem with these numbers is they fail to account for the fact that Crowley is simply tagged more. I don’t have time to do an in depth analysis at the moment, but these are the numbers of Aziraphale and Crowley topping and bottoming from AO3. Using these, Crowley is only topping 54.2% of the time while Aziraphale is topping 90.3% of the time.

My observations from the Good Omens fandom:

Fanart and fics that are from the time before the TV series (1990 - 2019): Az & Co love each other deeply and there are no labels. Their love is very chaste and they usually kiss only. Ace vibes.

Fanart and fics after GO S1 (2019 - 2023): Aziraphale is a babe, a softie, and Crowley is the strong protector. The only fanart where Crowley is the one holding Aziraphale in his arms is from this time period. Fics are often explicit, but it’s very balanced between top Crowley and Top Aziraphale. There is a lot of play with different genitalia, but the main focus is still the strong, intense, unbreakable bond between the two, which defies all human relationship labels.

Fanart and fics after GO S2 (Aug. 2023 - present): Crowley is the soft, whiny baby who needs protection. Most fanart depicts Aziraphale as the strong protector and Crowley as the fragile girlfriend behind him. Crowley is very often depicted with black nail polish & long hair, more feminine character traits, unless both characters are female. Most fics are explicit, and Aziraphale is dominating Crowley, Crowley is desperately looking for approval or being a total brat and making Aziraphale’s life a living hell after the final fifteen, pouting and being angry/resentful. The main focus in the fics in now the sex and sexual pleasure. Now there is also a lot more exploration of different AUs and incarnations e.g. Crowley is very often a snake, they are drawn as robots or mouse & rat, AUs for coffee shops, gardeners, priests etc.

I am not judging this trend in any way, but I personally prefer the depictions and interpretations during the S1 era, because they feel the most true to the source material of the TV show for me. I wonder if after S3 it will diverge even further or if it will circle back.