#is it gay if your fiance beats you at a sword fight? asking for a friend

[theladydrgn]

The Serpent and the Prince Snippet

Been a while since i updated, so have little homoerotic sword fighting, as a treat

Aziraphale dodged to the far right and around to Crowley’s back. Crowley was fast, yes, but he also, it seemed, had very little stamina to keep it up. Already tiring and becoming sluggish.

Crowley turned, following him just a beat behind, growing and advancing towards Aziraphale.

It was easy enough for Aziraphale to side step him again and keep moving, forcing Crowley to turn to keep him in his sights, legs tangling together in order to try and keep up with him.

Aziraphale took his chance and rammed Prince Crowley in the back with his shoulder. Crowley yelped, feet slipping out from under him, and tumbled into the dirt on his belly. He rolled onto his back before the dirt had even begun to settle around him as Aziraphale expected he would. Being prone at all was dangerous, being so on your front was essentially a death sentence in real combat.

The second Crowley was on his back Aziraphale was pressing the blunted tip of his sword against his throat. Aziraphale’s shadow blocking the light of the moon and casting Crowley in deep darkness.

There was a beat, and then two, of heavy panting and each of them catching their breath as the high of combat gradually faded. Aziraphale slowly relaxed his shoulders when it became apparent that Crowley was no longer fighting back. He had won.

“Angel.” Crowley whispered breathlessly. The bob of his throat forcing the blade to dig that much deeper.