[ The role reversal doesn't go unnoticed, and somewhere beneath all of that tired heaviness, there's a certain headiness that Blake feels knowing what he knows of Crowley.
As soon as he's free of his shirt, he resigns himself to losing this battle of wills, but only after absconding with another kiss, this time on the lips, long and very purposeful, almost as if it's a promise. ]
You're right. You win.
[ And he'll slip away from there to finish changing before crawling into Crowley's bed. ]
Mm. Not my fault you like livin' dangerously. 'Night, babe.
[ If anything, they'll be the death of each other, but John doesn't seem to mind the sentiment. They're always at risk, aren't they? Why should a relationship be any different?
Blake's fingers curl around Crowley's and he settles in right around the time he feels the bed shifting again. Perdita crawls up, efficiently taking up the foot of the bed, clearly secure in her new-found place.
John hums a little, sleepily amused. ] Sleep well, pup... [ So begrudgingly okay with making this sacrifice for you, Crowley, you son of a bitch. Good thing you're cute. ]
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As soon as he's free of his shirt, he resigns himself to losing this battle of wills, but only after absconding with another kiss, this time on the lips, long and very purposeful, almost as if it's a promise. ]
You're right. You win.
[ And he'll slip away from there to finish changing before crawling into Crowley's bed. ]
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You're going to be the death of me. Just so we're clear.
[ Reaching over Blake, he gets the last light before he settles against him again. ]
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[ If anything, they'll be the death of each other, but John doesn't seem to mind the sentiment. They're always at risk, aren't they? Why should a relationship be any different?
Blake's fingers curl around Crowley's and he settles in right around the time he feels the bed shifting again. Perdita crawls up, efficiently taking up the foot of the bed, clearly secure in her new-found place.
John hums a little, sleepily amused. ] Sleep well, pup... [ So begrudgingly okay with making this sacrifice for you, Crowley, you son of a bitch. Good thing you're cute. ]