[ he carefully sets the book and photos back on the coffee table and then loops an arm around crowley's neck, tugging him down to kiss him firmly. ] Well, [ he teases as he releases him, ] I mean, if that was the fashion..

[ his fingers curl in the shorter strands of hair at the other man's nape. ] Thankfully, your hair more than made up for the beard. [ he has such nice waves or curls when he wants them. martin could be jealous if he didn't get the benefit of getting his hands in them. ]

Where was that one taken, by the way? Or.. when, maybe. What were the two of you doing?