[ Crowley lets his hand fall without ceremony. He's far too preoccupied sucking in a harsh breath as he feels Blake's tongue on him. His cock twitches under the attention and Blake really is such a tease, but Crowley wouldn't have him any other way. ]
Does it?
[ He looks down at Blake, something half-desperate in his eyes. ]
no subject
Does it?
[ He looks down at Blake, something half-desperate in his eyes. ]
I guess it must be, then. You're welcome.