[ His breath picks up quickly, thighs shifting apart to accommodate Blake as much as his trousers will allow. Blake looks positively beautiful with his lips on Crowley's cock like he belongs there and Crowley knows he'll never truly be used to the sight of it.
When Blake groans, Crowley bites his lip, hand reaching out again to run fingers through Blake's hair and aiming to pull him closer. He needs this more than anything right now. If there's a drug he's truly addicted to, it's Blake's mouth. ]
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When Blake groans, Crowley bites his lip, hand reaching out again to run fingers through Blake's hair and aiming to pull him closer. He needs this more than anything right now. If there's a drug he's truly addicted to, it's Blake's mouth. ]