Crowley has never fallen into anything with anyone, let alone a human, but when she is assigned to the Poetess Sappho, she herself is tempted by her quick-wit and beautiful mind. It’s all going rather well in fact, until Aziraphale appears unexpectedly.
Alternatively:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Crowley’s shaggin’ Sappho
So Aziraphale thought she would to
Words: 13,486
Status: Complete
Rating: Explicit
By @gorillazgal86
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