There's no pain, not even discomfort, as Crowley opens him up, but it still takes some getting used to, a few seconds to accommodate that second finger. He suspects that if tried to do this himself, on his own, it wouldn't be as enjoyable. Maybe if he was preparing himself for Crowley...? Although if given a choice, he knows he'd prefer Crowley's clever fingers inside of him.
He gasps softly at the love bite, reflexively gripping Crowley's hair. His eyes shut and he rests more of his weight against the solid planes of Crowley's chest, succumbing to the sensations. "Such clever fingers," he murmurs, unable to keep from voicing his thoughts aloud. "You feel so good inside of me, Crowley..."
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Date: 2020-02-27 04:06 am (UTC)He gasps softly at the love bite, reflexively gripping Crowley's hair. His eyes shut and he rests more of his weight against the solid planes of Crowley's chest, succumbing to the sensations. "Such clever fingers," he murmurs, unable to keep from voicing his thoughts aloud. "You feel so good inside of me, Crowley..."