[ not always a man? well, crowley had said (and proven) that his shape is malleable. so he's.. a lady sometimes? does that mean he just wears a female body, or is his gender female at that time, too? and if that's the case--
--but he's thoroughly distracted from his thoughts by the promise to tell him later and the following kisses. when the weight of a clip appears in his palm, he pulls back to press his brow to crowley's temple, glancing down at the metal with a pleased sigh. ] Pretty. [ he kisses his cheek, then ducks his head to gently nip the middle finger of his right hand. holding his wrists together again, he clips the cuffs together.
for a few moments, he stares down at them, wide-eyed, a little startled in spite of himself. he's not used to being on this side of restraints, and it's.. kind of heavy? but also kind of nice, because he knows crowley can get out of them any time he likes, and if he's doing this, it's because he's into it.
he slides his palm up the length of the other man's arm, fingers pushing up beneath his sleeve, and he draws the bound wrists over his head to rest at his nape. his own arms slide around crowley's waist, and he pulls him close again for another kiss. ] So I did okay, huh?
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--but he's thoroughly distracted from his thoughts by the promise to tell him later and the following kisses. when the weight of a clip appears in his palm, he pulls back to press his brow to crowley's temple, glancing down at the metal with a pleased sigh. ] Pretty. [ he kisses his cheek, then ducks his head to gently nip the middle finger of his right hand. holding his wrists together again, he clips the cuffs together.
for a few moments, he stares down at them, wide-eyed, a little startled in spite of himself. he's not used to being on this side of restraints, and it's.. kind of heavy? but also kind of nice, because he knows crowley can get out of them any time he likes, and if he's doing this, it's because he's into it.
he slides his palm up the length of the other man's arm, fingers pushing up beneath his sleeve, and he draws the bound wrists over his head to rest at his nape. his own arms slide around crowley's waist, and he pulls him close again for another kiss. ] So I did okay, huh?