[ There's no real finesse, none of the markers that suggest Blake's skilled in the bedroom. He doesn't spare moments for the details because he doesn't want to think about anything except— except nothing, and since that's not possible, he'll make this work.
Crowley gives him a lot by doing nothing at all, and before long John's head's dropped back and he's following an ever-increasing rhythm. His breath hitches with exertion, with each powerful thrust. By all rights, this shouldn't take long. ]
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Crowley gives him a lot by doing nothing at all, and before long John's head's dropped back and he's following an ever-increasing rhythm. His breath hitches with exertion, with each powerful thrust. By all rights, this shouldn't take long. ]