[ Crowley groans, diving into all of it with biting enthusiasm. Blake is all over him and Crowley eats up every second of it, rocking his hips against Blake without much worry for the pain of the counter at his back.
If this is what Blake needs, Crowley will give it more than willingly, because he always needs Blake any way he can get him. ]
Tell me what you need.
[ He leans his head back, huffing out a heavy breath as one of his hands finds its way down to cup Blake through his pants. ]
no subject
If this is what Blake needs, Crowley will give it more than willingly, because he always needs Blake any way he can get him. ]
Tell me what you need.
[ He leans his head back, huffing out a heavy breath as one of his hands finds its way down to cup Blake through his pants. ]