The feeling of Crowley's hands on his body, his lips against his skin, everything else - that wasn't something he'd really thought about much, if one was entirely honest. Physical demonstrations of affection weren't something that alien in concept, as they had certainly spent enough time among mortals and he's read his fair share of romance novels, but none of that really prepared him for the feeling of the real thing. Where it's more than just the touch. Than just the kisses, just the breaths.
He pulls in a breath as he feels the hand against his skin, over his backside, on the back of his thigh, feeling himself hold that breath the closer his hand gets. He spreads his legs slightly in response, arms around Crowley's neck, nosing gently at his face and pressing little kisses on his lips.
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timeasmymeasure
pls dont cry, crowley, he will be very concerned
Date: 2019-09-26 09:38 pm (UTC)He pulls in a breath as he feels the hand against his skin, over his backside, on the back of his thigh, feeling himself hold that breath the closer his hand gets. He spreads his legs slightly in response, arms around Crowley's neck, nosing gently at his face and pressing little kisses on his lips.