[ he glances up and smiles, warm and teasing and adoring. ] Wasn't it self-explanatory? [ he's actually.. really nervous about giving a gift like that, especially as uncomfortable as crowley had been at first with admitting he wanted to be.. controlled. dommed, sort of. martin hadn't been very good at it at the time, but he's hoping with a little practice he'll get better.
he wipes his hands off on a hand towel and then pulls himself up on the countertop, blowing crowley a kiss. ]
Don't you like the color? I do. I think they'll look nice on you when you're ready to try them. [ if he ever is. that part's obviously entirely up to crowley. ]
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he wipes his hands off on a hand towel and then pulls himself up on the countertop, blowing crowley a kiss. ]
Don't you like the color? I do. I think they'll look nice on you when you're ready to try them. [ if he ever is. that part's obviously entirely up to crowley. ]