[ 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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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. ]