A miracle it is, because while they were enjoying slowly undressing each other earlier the pace has stepped up a bit since then. Crowley lifts his hand and snaps and then there's skin against skin, his leg wrapping around Aziraphale's, their cocks pressing against each other, and oh heaven it's amazing.

He pulls Aziraphale in as close as possible, not reaching to stroke him again yet, not even kissing him again yet, just savoring the heat of their bare bodies next to each other. Head to toe and all parts in between, touching and twining and tangled and wondrous.