[As much as he enjoys his solitude, this is much better than any plans he had for his day. He sinks into it languidly, eyes closing. The warm swirl of tongue, in his mouth, in Crowley's, occasionally messier and between, and the way he has him pinned beneath his thighs has his stomach fluttering in the nicest of ways.
He smiles into the affection, face lifted, and then an answer before he asked. Delightful!]
Mmm, well, I've been doing a little listening, and...
[He rolls a shrug, but the very fact he sent them in the first place belies his playing it off as casual. There's a look in his eyes that says as much, humor, too. Every now and then, it's fun to play Crowley's game. Being bad at it is part of the charm.]
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He smiles into the affection, face lifted, and then an answer before he asked. Delightful!]
Mmm, well, I've been doing a little listening, and...
[He rolls a shrug, but the very fact he sent them in the first place belies his playing it off as casual. There's a look in his eyes that says as much, humor, too. Every now and then, it's fun to play Crowley's game. Being bad at it is part of the charm.]