"Ah. Good," he murmurs, letting his own hands wander up Crowley's back and letting his eyes fall half-closed against the pull of fingers in his hair. "I wouldn't want you to-- too distracted with-- things," he finishes nonsensically.
It occurs to him to wonder where Crowley gets the energy, but it's becoming rapidly obvious that he doesn't care.
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Date: 2009-01-26 01:42 am (UTC)It occurs to him to wonder where Crowley gets the energy, but it's becoming rapidly obvious that he doesn't care.