On Days Quite Like This One

by jesmalestiel and Zin_Lynn (originally published on AO3)

Summary:

A nonet written for week 4 of the GOetry Pillow Fight Event on the theme “Bubble Bath”

Notes:

We know we’re posting it a week late BUT that means that we’re posting it on Ineffable Wives Weekend which makes it all the better. đź’•đź’•

It Was Fire

Water runs hot across fingertips
perfect temperature slipping
through the space between gasps, hums.
Toes replace fingers then
pink calves slip deeper
beneath bubbles
the angel
sinks and
sighs.

Another afternoon rain-drenched with
drops plopping soft from leaves heavy
the water’s still surface now
disturbed by rippling,
disturbed by splashing
two long, lean limbs
plunge deeper
as she
joins.

“You’re sloshing the water,” Az stifles
a giggle and spreads her knees wide
like the space between dimples
brackets demonic grins.
Crowley slinks between
thighs between arms 
between breaths
while she
purrs.

It’s hard to remember on days quite
like this one, just how many years
they have spent in this way.
It must be near nine now
Az thinks to herself
running sudsy
fingertips
down sharp
spines.

Despite the years and all of the love
Sometimes Crowley still wonders how
they have gotten so lucky.
That over six thousand
years of withholding
their love could lead
to sharing
a joint
home.

“How could it be that someone so pure,
my angel on earth, could love me?”
She thinks she does not deserve
to hold an angel’s heart
to be intertwined
beneath the warm
waters one
and the
same.

Yet Crowley knows that Aziraphale
could never love anyone else
the way that she loves Crowley
their love forged in fires
in floods and in the
soft bubbles of
shared cleansing
suds of
love.

She is secure in that love which knows
no bounds. The love of an angel
and a demon, forbidden,
and yet together
they are strong enough
are soft enough
to find home
to find
peace.

The simple joy of sharing a bath
the bubbles covering soft skin
is a miracle. The joy
of embracing their love
is a holy gift
they made alone
to their world
to be
“us.”