[ Without a word, Crowley presses a kiss to Blake's lips, hard and just a little demanding. ]
You can have them in any order you like.
[ Really, he can have those things from Crowley whenever he likes, because Crowley's always game for anything on that list.
It's odd how easy Blake can make things... how they always fall together so perfectly like the keystone of an arch as so much balances against them and pushes them down. ]
[ It's fortunate and unfortunate that they work so well. Some days it's scary how much they compliment each other, how much they've changed for each other. Interesting when you consider how far they've had to come to get here.
In the wake of that kiss Blake takes another, his as demanding as Crowley's. With it comes a nudge toward the bed, hands on Crowley's hips in a guiding manner. ]
That's good, 'cause I think the cupcake's gonna have to keep.
[ Crowley's got a wicked smirk as Blake backs him up, but there's no resistance there. Of course, Blake could have anything in Crowley's power, but he goes for something that Crowley will enjoy just as much. ]
I think it will keep just fine.
[ Sex is easy for Crowley. It's the one thing he doesn't even have to pretend he doesn't enjoy about all of this. The rest is complicated and messy, but the sex has always been neat and he's wanted it for long enough that he sees no real reason to hide that from Blake.
[ If nothing else, Crowley is most certainly wanted (and probably needed). He finds it easy to fall into this, to be near the demon even if he knows there are always risks.
When he gets them to the edge of the bed, Crowley gets a light shove. ]
Mm, then I don't gotta keep. [ He grins down at the other man. ] Dessert before dessert? Happy birthday to me.
[ Just gonna pounce on top of you now, Crowley, kthanks. ]
[ Which is actually a variable speed, really, because sometimes it's pretty hot and heavy and quick, but every once in a while things get a little more slow and tender than either of them would be willing to admit.
He straddles Crowley, settles on his hips, presses his hands flat to the man's chest and observes from that short distance. ]
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You can have them in any order you like.
[ Really, he can have those things from Crowley whenever he likes, because Crowley's always game for anything on that list.
It's odd how easy Blake can make things... how they always fall together so perfectly like the keystone of an arch as so much balances against them and pushes them down. ]
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In the wake of that kiss Blake takes another, his as demanding as Crowley's. With it comes a nudge toward the bed, hands on Crowley's hips in a guiding manner. ]
That's good, 'cause I think the cupcake's gonna have to keep.
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I think it will keep just fine.
[ Sex is easy for Crowley. It's the one thing he doesn't even have to pretend he doesn't enjoy about all of this. The rest is complicated and messy, but the sex has always been neat and he's wanted it for long enough that he sees no real reason to hide that from Blake.
Everyone wants to be wanted, after all. ]
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When he gets them to the edge of the bed, Crowley gets a light shove. ]
Mm, then I don't gotta keep. [ He grins down at the other man. ] Dessert before dessert? Happy birthday to me.
[ Just gonna pounce on top of you now, Crowley, kthanks. ]
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Why don't you unwrap your present, then?
[ His hands slide over Blake's hips, egging him on. ]
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[ Which is actually a variable speed, really, because sometimes it's pretty hot and heavy and quick, but every once in a while things get a little more slow and tender than either of them would be willing to admit.
He straddles Crowley, settles on his hips, presses his hands flat to the man's chest and observes from that short distance. ]
You a patient man, Crowley?
[ He quirks an eyebrow and smirks. ]