[He has barely had time to read the text by the time he is there, watching him with curiosity and readily relinquishing the book.
Well, this is unexpected but not at all unwelcome. He leans back into the chair back, tipping his head up.]
Gracious. We can't have that, can we?
[A little overblown, apropos of the drama of the pronouncement. Both arms lift to curl under Crowley's, hands sliding up his back to draw him down for a sweet, slow press. He's wondering what brought this on, not yet enough to even consider interrupting to ask.]
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Well, this is unexpected but not at all unwelcome. He leans back into the chair back, tipping his head up.]
Gracious. We can't have that, can we?
[A little overblown, apropos of the drama of the pronouncement. Both arms lift to curl under Crowley's, hands sliding up his back to draw him down for a sweet, slow press. He's wondering what brought this on, not yet enough to even consider interrupting to ask.]