... If you're aching we don't have to do anything.
[ Saying that after they're half-hard and Crowley has already proposed the idea of slow morning sex. He can hear the exhale of breath and his brows curve, sitting up straight as he watches him leave the bed only to come return when he's obtained the bottle of lube.
He gives Aoba a small, wry smile. ]
If you had met me eight hundred years ago you could have. We had a code back then, too, but... [ He shrugs. Obviously he never kept up with what he was told, several others didn't. ] I'm pretty sure our time together would have been short-lived.
[ Because Crowley would become a vampire and make the decision to never return home after turning. Scouring over battlefields for centuries, having forgotten bits and pieces of Aoba over the years. ]
no subject
[ Saying that after they're half-hard and Crowley has already proposed the idea of slow morning sex. He can hear the exhale of breath and his brows curve, sitting up straight as he watches him leave the bed only to come return when he's obtained the bottle of lube.
He gives Aoba a small, wry smile. ]
If you had met me eight hundred years ago you could have. We had a code back then, too, but... [ He shrugs. Obviously he never kept up with what he was told, several others didn't. ] I'm pretty sure our time together would have been short-lived.
[ Because Crowley would become a vampire and make the decision to never return home after turning. Scouring over battlefields for centuries, having forgotten bits and pieces of Aoba over the years. ]
Come here.