aziraphale has a penis (good omens)

...in those early years, when Crowley would slide a hand between his legs for some relief, the scenes in his mind showed an Aziraphale who gave Crowley what he wanted, yes, but gave it as a favour. As a punishment. That Aziraphale would be mocking, almost bored, as he bent Crowley over a bed or put him on his knees. Poor excuse for a demon, he’d sneer. Look at how desperate you are. Ridiculous. Is this what you wanted? And Crowley would take it, take it gratefully, penance and pleasure both. His desire satisfied by its own consequence.