written by Lissomedi and performed by Starcatcher Betty. 

Summary: “I’ve been thinking,” Aziraphale said one day over lunch. “There are a great many things I’ve never considered trying.”

Crowley looked up, his eyebrows raising past his sunglasses. “Such as?”

“Well,” Aziraphale said, pretending to consider seriously. “What about—sex?”

(In which Aziraphale tries to maintain his pride, and Crowley gets entirely the wrong idea. Post Not-Pocalypse.)