relearning voice!

[mydear]

 Come now, dear. Do you really think this is a good idea? How long has it been, exactly? I know measuring time isn't something I am particularly adept at, but even I can tell that it's been far longer than either of us would like to admit.

I truly believe that you are doing nothing more than making things very difficult for yourself, and while that is admirably human of you, I must disagree.

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[mydear]

Ah.

[ He shifts, leaning in and kissing his forehead gently. ]

It seems you don't have to try all that hard.

[eyesofaserpent]

I don't?

[Admittedly he looks a little surprised.]

[mydear]

Well, perhaps not as hard as you might imagine. But...

[ And now he's a flustered angel. He looks away, cheeks burning red. He'll never quite get the hang of these things. ]

[eyesofaserpent]

[He smirks and goes back to attacking his neck with nips, licks, and small kisses.]

[mydear]

[ His eyes widen before his arms tighten around the demon, leaning into him a little. After a moment of simply enjoying himself, he shifts and leans in to kiss him gently. ]

[eyesofaserpent]

He returns the kiss gently, reveling in the feel of the angel, his angel.

[mydear]

[ He presses another soft kiss to Crowley's mouth before he leans back. ]

I find myself understanding human nature a little more.

[eyesofaserpent]

Oh? How so?

[mydear]

I'm beginning to understand why they spend so much time on romance and... Other things rather than bettering themselves.

[eyesofaserpent]

Who said the two aren't mutually exclusive?

[mydear]

Well... No one, I suppose.

[eyesofaserpent]

I know I feel more complete when I'm with you...

[mydear]

[ Oh, gosh, here comes the feelings again. He smiles, lifting a hand to touch Crowley's cheek. ]

I share the sentiment.

[eyesofaserpent]

You ruin me, Angel.

[It's not really a complaint. He's happy here.]

[mydear]

[ He laughs, shaking his head a little. ]

Am I supposed to take that as a compliment?

[eyesofaserpent]

Take it however you want to.

[mydear]

Then it'll be a compliment.

[eyesofaserpent]

Of course you would.

[mydear]

Would you rather I have it so that you insult me?

[eyesofaserpent]

I suppose not.

[He nibbles along the edge of the angel's jaw.]

[mydear]

Ah - subject change, good idea.

[ He leans close, wanting to reciprocate but enjoying himself far too much. ]

[eyesofaserpent]

Or maybe we should just head into a bedroom.

[mydear]

How forward of you.

[ He smiles, reaching for Crowley's hand ]

[eyesofaserpent]

That doesn't sound like an objection.

[He gives it to him.]

[mydear]

It wasn't. You'd know if I objected, dear.

[ He hesitates, squeezing Crowley's hand gently. ]