Crude as thou art, thou will not find a fox here under cover of feather, merely a rabbit!
[ As if rabbits are a paragon of chastity and virtue. He bites back a mean as Crowley starts to kiss him, but he can't disguise the heft in his breathing.
He locks eyes with Crowley, and the look in his eyes is plain: fond, loving, waiting on bated breath for more; his hands tremble not with nervousness but with holding back from guiding Crowley's touch.
Caught in the moment, he carefully scans Crowley's face and feels his traitorous hand on Crowley's cheek before he realizes that it's moved at all. Fully entranced, he breaks his character, whispering: ]
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Date: 2020-03-31 04:33 pm (UTC)[ As if rabbits are a paragon of chastity and virtue. He bites back a mean as Crowley starts to kiss him, but he can't disguise the heft in his breathing.
He locks eyes with Crowley, and the look in his eyes is plain: fond, loving, waiting on bated breath for more; his hands tremble not with nervousness but with holding back from guiding Crowley's touch.
Caught in the moment, he carefully scans Crowley's face and feels his traitorous hand on Crowley's cheek before he realizes that it's moved at all. Fully entranced, he breaks his character, whispering: ]
I love you.