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before I go on with the story I want to say if you feel this way Im sorry *hugs* I also love Aziraphale character. I just feel like sometimes he hates himself, someone so bright and bubbly can't be happy all the time sadly but don’t worry this has a happy ending now enjoy the story dude!
Aziraphale knew he was chubby, well not chubby he thought to himself…. Fat was the right word for it in his mind. For all 6000 years that he was an angel he's been bigger than most. He hated it to put it lightly. But today he hated it more than usual, he literally wished he could make a miracle to make it go away but he couldn’t change his form. His body was disgusting, stretch marks covered it. His thighs touched they fucking touched and he couldn’t stand it. He looked in the mirror in his bedroom above the bookstore. He grabbed his naked stomach examining it like maybe just maybe it would go away if he pulled, twisted, and scratched hard enough. This rough treatment he was doing to himself is gonna leave marks.
If only he would exercise a bit more maybe go on a diet shit he already was basically on one he stopped eating a couple days ago. No more cakes and sweets, or whatever other stuff he would put in his body. He wanted to puke that anxious feeling in his stomach not going away. For once he didn’t put on a tailored coat or a waist jacket no, he was to ugly for normal clothes he instead threw on a baggy t-shirt that hid his gut. Along with that he put on regular old pj pants. He looked homeless, he thought as he looked in the mirror. He then practiced a smile yep a good old smile tears.
“Fuck” he said outloud tears started streaming down his face as he fell to the floor. His clothes were to tight everything felt wrong. It's like his clothes were itchy on purpose just despite him but the thing is his clothes were not actually itchy. It was the breakdown that told his brain that they were revolting against his skin. He got up off the floor and made his way down to the book shop, the very closed sign on the front being a great example of how bad of a mood he was in.
He wanted Crowley so bad so so bad. The tears didn't stop when the demon walked through the door of the book shop sensing something was wrong. Crowley threw off his glasses onto the angles desk running up to the other crying man. “Who the fuck made you cry Angel” he asked in a tone Aziraphale didn’t hear very often “and and what the hell are wearing”. He didnt mean to sound rude when he asked he was just concered on why the man who was always wear a very proper outfit is all of a sudden wear well whatever the fuck that was.
The tears didn’t stop, no they grew harder. “Crowley I'm so sorry I-I oh my god I-” his breathing started to quicken into a panic attack. The demon quickly realized what was happening and he hated it. He hated how his Angels head messed with his own thoughts. “Aziraphale look at me you're going into a panic attack hey hey” his tone grew softer as he cupped the angles cheeks with his hands his yellow eyes looking into the other mans hoping to calm him down all he saw was sadness. He led the man onto the couch slowly never letting him lose eye contact he let the angle sit while he crouched down on the floor so he could look down at him.
``Dammit it's going to be ok breath with me” Aziraphale kept his eyes open looking at crowley while he matched his breaths with his.”yeah thats right angel nice and slow your doing so good keep following my breathing” crowley said while looking him dead in the eye still holding onto his face. After a while of saying sweet nothings, along with keeping eye contact Aziraphale started to calm down. “Crowley I-” the angel started. “Hey look at me I'm not gonna let you apologize you did nothing wrong Azira” crowley started but as he started to talk Aziraphales tears started to come back.”sweetheart what's wrong is it your head is it being mean to you darling?” the angel never heard him sound so sweet it made him cry harder.``Yes it's tell me t-that I'm fat and disgusting a-a-and” crowley shushed him quickly going in for a hug after finally standing up.
“Im gonna fucking distory those thoughts of yours, listen to me Angel ur the most beautiful thing i ever laid eyes on ur down right perfect hey hey are you listening?” he felt a nod “ok beautiful listen up your not fat like those fuckers on my 600 pound life you got a figure and a nice one at that.. Listen to me you are not disgusting that perfect tummy of yours is pretty as fuck” he spoke softley to the other man. He switched the positions so Aziraphale was on top of him cradling his lap while he was underneath the man. “ Can I take your shirt off love?” Crowley asked he saw a nod so he snapped his fingers so the shirt disappeared. He frowned when he saw the marks on his lover's perfect stomach “ I-” the angel started but Crowley interrupted him. “Dammit angel why did you hurt yourself? I'm so sorry I wasn't here to help you” the demon leaned down and kissed the scratches one by one with the most tender care. Aziraphale gasped at the sudden kiss on his stomach.
“Crowley thats silly you dont have to do that” the angel said to the demon embarrassed by the sudden affection.(smut starts here xoxo) Crowley didn’t listen he slid his hand on the angles neck turning it ever so slightly so he could talk into his ear “ your fucking perfect do you hear me” he placed a kiss right under his ear before speaking again “ and im gonna show you how perfect i think you are…may I Azira?” Aziraphale gasped at the hot breath on his ear still crouching on his lover's lap, his erection growing slightly at the praise and also because of how hot the consent was. “Y-you may” the angel spoke quickly, a blush rising on his face. “ Let me do the talking all right? Because I want you to listen” he ran his hands up the angles back letting his nails run on the flesh when they came back down Aziraphale gasped.
Crowley started leaving marks on his lover's neck and the other man moved his head so he could get more access. He licked from his collar bone to his ear in a long stripe before stopping to suck on the pale skin. Aziraphale let out a whimper of pleasure which Crowley grunted in response. He stopped sucking on the other mans neck “your fucking stunning do you know that angel my angel.” he said before moving down to other mans nipples his mouth latched onto it before sucking it, his hand went up to play with the free one pinching and moving it around with his fingers. He stopped what he was doing to look at Aziraphale who was panting tears in his eyes again but this time for pleasure. “You look so pretty like this” he hovered his hand over the man's clothed erection that was now fully hard “Can I touch you? Show you how pretty you are?”.
Aziraphale blushed again, hiding his head in Crowley's neck nodding in approval. “Alright then see that mirror over there. I'm gonna make you watch yourself come undone so you can see how absolutely stunning you are dear.” Aziraphale blushed hard this time thinking about what was to happen next. They both sat up as Crowley led the angel over to the mirror. “Do you want to keep your pants on darling?” He said while looking at the man in the mirror Crowley was practically drooling at the sight of his angel with his shirt off pj pants hanging on those big hips that he loved so much. “ Please can I keep them on” Aziraphale asked ever so nicely. “You could have just said so sweetie '' Crowley said back as he slowly reached his hands into the other mans pants. His length was hard as he stroked it very slowly, sliding his thumb on the head of Aziraphale cock to collect the cum that was sitting there.
Aziraphale was squirming in his touch his head feel back on crowley shoulders but the demon wasn’t gonna allow that he reached for his head with his hand making the angel face the mirror. “Do you see yourself angel fucking stunning coming apart just for me hmm?” All Aziraphale could do was agree with the man moaning as crowley stroked his length faster with each pump he grew louder looking at himself wither in the mirror. “You're doing so Aziraphale looking at yourself to see your true beauty my beautiful boy”. Crowley licked his neck sucking as he played with his nipples all while still stroking his lover off. Aziraphale came with a cry white liquid shooting his pants onto Crowley's hand that didn’t stop until he was completely soft begging for him not to stroke him anymore. He shook from the orgasm that made his entire body go limp. Crowley wasted no time going in for a kiss, pushing hard into Aziraphales face, licking into his mouth tasting him before pulling away the two of them gasping for air.
Crowley made Aziraphale eat something then they finally ended up on the couch cuddling each other and a blanket lay on top of them. Aziraphale had a book in his hand while Crowley had a glass of whiskey secretly reading the book with him. “Crowley” the angel said break the silence. “ yes dearest” the demon answered while stroking his hair. “Thank you for making me feel beautiful”.