[He's downright playful now, the tension of the day melting out of him--and he punctuates his declaration by sneaking an arm around Crowley's waist and pulling him close again, just briefly. This time, though, he only drops a kiss on the end of Crowley's nose before stepping back a little to tackle Crowley's belt and the fastenings of his jeans.]
But since you're so goal-oriented today, I suppose arguing is fruitless.
I love those. Similar recommend: A Feast At Midnight. About food and not music, but wonderful.
[He's downright playful now, the tension of the day melting out of him--and he punctuates his declaration by sneaking an arm around Crowley's waist and pulling him close again, just briefly. This time, though, he only drops a kiss on the end of Crowley's nose before stepping back a little to tackle Crowley's belt and the fastenings of his jeans.]
But since you're so goal-oriented today, I suppose arguing is fruitless.