Crowley had been in the position of demonic Prince of gluttony for you now and is meticulous planning had led to this point, he checks one last time with his heightened abilities from his promotion for any other angelic presences other than the one he was planning to meet anywhere close, the coast was clear he opens the newly installed door into the office

" i'm busy right now, clearly whatever you have to say isn't urgent if it was this whole place be flashing red as the devil's", but Aziraphale was cut off when he glances up to see not the incredibly nervous form of a lesser ringed Angelic host, but the form of someone he hasn't seen in quite some time

" crowley" the angel says in a surprise whisper a little bit of worry and hope glimmer in his eyes," what are you", but he's cut off when a bolt of pain comes to him he clutches at his head and slumps back into his chair at the thunderstorm of a headache continues

His attention is grabbed when a calloused hand props his chin up to look into Serpentine eyes, the pain Fades and is quickly replaced with a feeling like molasses being pulled directly into his very soul," this is for your own good" it's the last thing he hears before unconsciousness takes him

...

Aziraphale regains consciousness in a place much more softer than the place he was before, but his vision finally comes into Focus he finds he's in a luxurious bed chamber having been placed upon a black king size bed, he resist the urge sink back into the soft sheets and comes to his feet which is when he realizes he's been stripped of his old clothing and put into something else

He Marvels at the silken Chic like garment he's dressed in, but he quickly comes to his senses and makes his way barefoot to the door of the bedroom, muffled sound keeps him from opening it and he presses his ear to the door to get a better gauge of what's going on behind it

" i told you... now go haster... I said go!", the sudden yell causes Aziraphale to scramble back, he barely has a second to get his balance back on one of the bedposts when the door in front of him opens

" it's good to know you're awake finally" crowley says casually striding into the room and sending a shiver down the Angel's spine with a hand grazing his neck

It takes a couple seconds for the angel to regain his resolve and finally ask the question that was racing his mind the moment he woke up

" crowley, what have you done"

" what I had to"

" do you know what will happen to you when they", but Aziraphale is silence by a kiss which quickly turns from soft to tongue-filled and hard, the angel is breathing hard oxygen he doesn't truly need when a demon pulls away from him

" there's nothing they can do to me now, even if they tried, not as long as I have you, and believe me they won't be able to take you away from me again" crowley says and the angel can't help but believe him was all of his being, he shakes his head quickly dispelling what must be some foul demonic influence creeping into his being

" crowley you can't do this, this isn't right", but the demon only gets a more determined look in his eye

" this is right, this is for your own good ", and with those words he kisses the angel again, Aziraphale only struggles for second before the full force of Crowley's enhanced demonic abilities takes hold, and everything makes perfect sense

This is for his own good, and he couldn't be happier

...

The gathered demons under the service of the Demonic Prince of glutney were gathered for something quite unexpected but important according to the aforementioned Prince of gluttony

" as you can see my host, i have succeeded in a great Triumph against the enemy", crowley says in Triumph and the angel kneeling at his side merely leans into the loving hand petting at his hair

" but what if they try to get him back" one of the gathered demons asks

" glad you asked, eric! get out here with the test dummy ", the Demonic Prince yells to which and Eric hops too dragging out a very crappy facsimile of an Angel

" my sweet archangel, if you would demonstrate what you do to anyone who dare try to take you from me", the angel looks up at him and his eyes quickly change from there vacant happiness to a solid resolved to do as he is told,

he gets to his feet walks over to face the angel dummy and begins a chance, which causes most of the Demons to clench their ears in pain and the Eric to be in spontaneously melting face first, the angel ends with a cry in the Angelic tongue with summons a boat a very destructive lightning to strike the Angelic facsimile completely to Ash

" does that answer your question", crowley says smugly purring pridefully with the angel skips over to plop himself into his lap

" yeah, i think we're good on that", the demon who asked a question says it's still covering his ears

" well if that's all the questions I'm going to be asked", he pauses before raising his voice into a growly shout," all of you get the f* out!", together demons do so including Eric who walks off with a still slightly melty face

" i love you", the angel says in a breakfast sigh sighing more when Crowley presses a kiss onto his forehead

" i love you too", crowley responds and takes a deep breath pushing back the doubts that this is for the best for both of them

he knows it's true, this was meant to happen, he just knows

The end