[ The feeling of the razor against his skin is different than he expected it would be. A chill bubbles up at the sensation, but he can't deny there's heat behind it.
Between stokes, Blake swallows and leans his head to expose more of his throat. Crowley could cut his neck in this moment and he'd never see it coming. There's an implicit trust, one that leads John to put his vitality very squarely in a demon's hands. ]
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Between stokes, Blake swallows and leans his head to expose more of his throat. Crowley could cut his neck in this moment and he'd never see it coming. There's an implicit trust, one that leads John to put his vitality very squarely in a demon's hands. ]
King enough for me.