[ Crowley sighs into the kiss, tension oozing out of him as he presses against Blake, who (he can at least admit to himself) he's ridiculously fond of.
Pulling back, his smile is just a little brighter. ]
I'll have you know that the dog's been very cross with me this whole time. I think she knew that I'd hurt you.
[ There's some distant reminder that he shouldn't give in, that this shouldn't be so easy to imagine them coming back from, but...
John smirks a little, unable to help himself; the idea of Perdita holding a grudge against her own master is a little to endearing for a guy who doesn't even really like dogs. ]
Yeah, well... good dog. That's all I'm gonna say. Maybe that she gets a treat, too.
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Pulling back, his smile is just a little brighter. ]
I'll have you know that the dog's been very cross with me this whole time. I think she knew that I'd hurt you.
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John smirks a little, unable to help himself; the idea of Perdita holding a grudge against her own master is a little to endearing for a guy who doesn't even really like dogs. ]
Yeah, well... good dog. That's all I'm gonna say. Maybe that she gets a treat, too.