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[ Crowley hums in agreement. If he's honest with himself, and every once in a while he is, he would probably kill anyone else who tried to touch Blake like this now. ]

No, I like you right where you are.

[ He built up a slow, teasing rhythm as he kissed along Blake's throat. ]

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[ There's no denying it's getting to him. Blake's eyebrows betray enough as they edge downward. He's probably the most unguarded when he's around Crowley, and now that he's being played like an instrument, there's even less control left in his limbs.

John tips his head to give Crowley more access. ]

—Jesus Christ...

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Not exactly.

[ Crowley pauses his movement, removing his hand entirely and grinning at Blake's reflection before he bites down on the exposed flesh Blake is offering.

After a moment's pause, just slightly more than a beat, his hand returns to its teasing. ]

[oversight]

[ Somewhere between wanting relief and wanting to be left go completely, John groans out a long and low moan, his voice as wanton as ever. The bite aches pleasantly, and when accompanied with Crowley's skilled hand, it's no wonder John's legs are threatening to waver beneath him. ]

Can't keep this up.

[ It's anyone's guess if he's referring to Crowley or himself. ]

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We'll see.

[ Crowley is certain that he could keep it up a pretty long time if he wanted to. He's also sure that Blake could keep up anything right now because he's at Crowley's mercy and Crowley is quite capable of holding him up for a while.

He kisses over the bite, anchoring his free arm around Blake to better catch him if he starts to slip down. ]

Personally, I wouldn't mind taking my time with you.

[oversight]

[ He probably won't lose control — that's not in Blake, not really — but there are times where Crowley drives him near close to the edge, where he very nearly pushes Blake over the breaking point.

John's voice turns into a low, long, drawn out tone. ]

Can't keep me here forever.

[ He could try, but eventually Blake would find time to slip away, probably sexually exhausted and ready for a break by that point.

For now, he's very close to noting that Crowley's thoroughly proven his point here. ]

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I think we both know that I would if I could.

[ He scrapes his teeth along Blake's skin gently, his hand pausing and leaving again. ]

I would take you apart so slowly that you would forget your own name and I still wouldn't be finished with you.

[ With a wicked glint in his eye, he gives Blake one teasing stroke from base to tip. ]

Give you just the hint of a promise until it was all you could remember.

[oversight]

[ The shudder that moves through John is everything either of them need to know that Crowley's absolutely right. Gnawing at his lower lip, Blake's fingers scrape at whatever he can reach, more intent to have the demon closer than he was even a moment before. ]

What good would I be then?

[ He's surely Crowley has an answer, or that he'd restore Blake, but sometimes there is that real possibility that Crowley will take Blake apart and then never put him back together again. ]

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[ Crowley's smile only widens, shark-like and predatory. Blake would be beautiful like that, but of course Crowley would put him back together. Blake is probably the one person he would truly care to.

Instead of answering right away, Crowley takes pity and wraps his hand around Blake's cock again, working up the same slow teasing rhythm as earlier. His breath is hot against Blake's ear as he whispers. ]

I love watching you like this.

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[ The quiet words drive Blake very nearly to the breaking point. He resists the urge to rip himself from the demon's grip and take what he wants, but just barely. He resists begging, but just barely. In fact, the only thing he doesn't resist is a short but telling whimper that escapes as Crowley begins building him back up. ]

A-ah...

[ He knows that if he gives in now, he'll never live it down. Not in a million years, and not to himself. He just got done boasting, he can't start begging now. ]

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[ The sounds that come out of Blake drive Crowley a little crazy, but what else is new? He lays wet kisses along all of Blake's accessible skin, keeping up his slow and steady rhythm. ]

So eloquent. So beautiful... and so very mine.

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[ There's this moment where Blake thinks he might tumble right over that edge and come anyway, but then... then something sinks in and he almost stops. His eyes open and he looks at Crowley, still half-gone but fighting nonetheless. ]

Eloquent?

[ That's a first. ]

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So far gone that sarcasm is lost on you, Hmm?

[ He kisses Blake's cheek once, thumbing over the head of Blake's dick. His arm tightens around Blake's waist. ]

Come on, sweetheart.

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[ Okay, so maybe he can admit that much, but it doesn't stop him from reaching down to wrap his fingers around Crowley's wrist, staying his hand. ]

Come on, nothin'. We oughta get cleaned up if this is goin' nowhere.

[ He leans his head, cranes his neck to peck at whatever bit of Crowley his lips can reach. ]

Stuff to do, y'know...

[ But he doesn't sound entirely convinced. ]

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I never said it was going nowhere.

[ He lets Blake still his hand, but that doesn't stop him from giving Blake a little squeeze. ]

As it turns out, I'm a lot nicer than you are. Who would have guessed.

[ Shifting, he manages to kiss Blake at an awkward angle. ]

Unless you want it to go nowhere. Tell me what you want.

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[ Falling into that kiss, Blake turns and adjusts and separates them until he can put them back together, his erection pressing into Crowley's front as he heats up that kiss. When he pulls back, it's only far enough to talk, his eyes remaining closed. ]

Unless you're puttin' me to bed for the night, think I'd better finish my to-do list before lettin' you get to yours.

[ But he's not beyond letting Crowley make that decision. ]

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[ Crowley can feel Blake against him and he reflects that while he is excellent at torture, he's perhaps not always the most patient and he'd really like to get Blake off right now. ]

I wouldn't mind putting you to bed as long as your list can wait until tomorrow.

[ He nips at Blake's lower lip. ]

I can stop teasing.

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[ Blake follows suit, nipping back at the demon's mouth, letting his mouth wander. His fingers curl into the demon's shirt and even with their pants around their ankles, he's walking them toward the bed. ]

If it can wait, then you don't gotta stop.

[ Which is to say, he doesn't mind letting Crowley do whatever he pleases. ]

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[ Crowley hums, taking the hint easily and backing towards the bed. When the back of his calves touch it, he pauses to toe off his shoes and step out of his pants, but he keeps his hands on Blake's hips the whole time. ]

Then I get I'm putting you to bed, aren't I?

[ His hands slide down to rub at Blake's bare thighs. ]

[oversight]

[ This is exactly what gets Blake into trouble. When given the chance, he might as well forego the lies he tells himself and admit that he's pretty taken with Crowley's approach. His fingers push into Crowley's hair and he lets out a happy noise. ]

Mm, you'd better.

[ He takes in a deep breath and reaches down between them, unable to stop from leisurely stroking himself. ]

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[ Just as Blake had done, Crowley stills Blake's hand, but there's something soft and intimate in his voice now. ]

Why don't you get undressed and lie down for me?

[ He's already working Blake's shirt open. ]

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[ Amazing how this started hot and only got hotter. John follows the direction, gets out of his shoes and his pants and leaves Crowley to deal with the rest.

It's a short distance from A to B and as soon as he's free of his clothes, he stretches out on to the bed like a lazy lizard ready to bask in the sun. ]

You're impossible. It's amazin' how I get anythin' done with you 'round.

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[ Once Blake is naked, Crowley finishes removing his own shirt before crawling up the bed towards Blake. ]

You get plenty done. You do me all the time.

[ He drags his hands up Blake's calves as he moves closer and then his thighs. ]

And sex is good for your body and mind. I keep you in excellent shape.

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[ It makes Blake laugh. He props his head and grins a bit, eyeing Crowley from that distance. ]

You certainly do that, yeah. I'm definitely not complainin'... much.

[ Or at all, really, but since they're already teasing, he thinks it's fine. ]

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[ Crowley smiles up at Blake and kisses his knee. ]

Well then you're welcome.

[ He kisses his way up the inside of Blake's thigh, pausing just short of his cock. ]