[He shoots Crowley a look that manages to be both fond and leering at the same time; still, he makes no further protest as he kneels in the tub and turns so he can settle between the angel's legs with his back against that narrow chest. A long sigh of contentment escapes him as the warm water envelops him, as he eases back into Crowley's embrace, and his eyes flutter shut. His shoulders relax, his hands loosen, and if a human throat could purr his would be doing it right now.]
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Date: 2020-01-19 01:47 am (UTC)Mmm... I think I can manage ten minutes.