Aziraphale is still surprised by Dean’s hard kisses, too used to a thousand years of Crowley’s smooth manner, gentle easy kisses teasing and tempting and arousing him into making the effort. Dean’s just a replacement, because after six thousand years of knowing Crowley, after a thousand years of grooming each other’s wings knowing each other in the biblical sense, he couldn’t stand having to face the world alone.
Dean knows he’s just a substitute. For Crowley. Which, kinda sucks, but he can’t bring himself to stop. Aziraphale needs him, and more than that, he needs Aziraphale. He’d gotten used to Cas, the quiet ruffle of feathers every time the angel visited. The fondness in every single eye roll. Every time an idiom got a deadpan look and a confused question. Not having to hold back to be gentle and afraid of breaking him, like every girl he’d ever had. He’d never have been able to hurt Cas, not in a million years; Cas who turned his head when he got punched to be polite. Dean needed his angel. But, lacking that, an angel who needed him would do.
So they fucked, in hopes of filling the void.
(Sorry if this isn't quite what you were looking for; this is my first time posting)
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Aziraphale is still surprised by Dean’s hard kisses, too used to a thousand years of Crowley’s smooth manner, gentle easy kisses teasing and tempting and arousing him into making the effort. Dean’s just a replacement, because after six thousand years of knowing Crowley, after a thousand years of grooming each other’s wings knowing each other in the biblical sense, he couldn’t stand having to face the world alone.
Dean knows he’s just a substitute. For Crowley. Which, kinda sucks, but he can’t bring himself to stop. Aziraphale needs him, and more than that, he needs Aziraphale. He’d gotten used to Cas, the quiet ruffle of feathers every time the angel visited. The fondness in every single eye roll. Every time an idiom got a deadpan look and a confused question. Not having to hold back to be gentle and afraid of breaking him, like every girl he’d ever had. He’d never have been able to hurt Cas, not in a million years; Cas who turned his head when he got punched to be polite. Dean needed his angel. But, lacking that, an angel who needed him would do.
So they fucked, in hopes of filling the void.
(Sorry if this isn't quite what you were looking for; this is my first time posting)