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How much of your haul do you sell on the black market? Damn, Felid.

[that's totally a greeting, right]

[He's quite hard, and he moans at the touch, eagerly pressing into it. Wiggling against Crowley and being generally squirmy and enthusiastic about every touch. Returning the attention with little strokes of his fingers over sensitive parts of Crowley's spine and neck.]

Haha! Here I was expecting the police!

[He obviously wasn't, as he reaches forward to tug Crowley inside.]

Welcome~

[He jerks Felid off with no particular urgency, enjoying his reactions and shivering as Felid plays him like an instrument.]

Maybe next time.

[oop, tugged in. taking off his coat, surely there's somewhere to hang it.]

Thanks.

Oh well, I will make due with the extra portions somehow.

[There is indeed a coat hangar, and Felid is gentleman enough to take the coat and hang it there.]

Come, let's have dinner shall we? And then we can enjoy the evening telling stories about ourselves.

Edited 2016-02-22 12:02 (UTC)

[He makes not attempt to be stoic about his pleasure, moaning and sighing with complete hedonism, kissing Crowley's neck and jaw as he rocks into the touch, hard and hot in Crowley's hand.]

Ah... Crowley-kun...

Were you going to butter them up with a meal, or something?

[stories about themselves, huh... what has he signed up for?]

[He starts paying special attention to Felid's most sensitive bits, since he learned what he likes while blowing him, after all.]

Is there anything you want? Sensei.

Ah~ Everything.

[he nips at Crowley's jaw, perfectly enjoying this attention. What a good, good student.]

But, hm, I was planning on having you lay there while I ride you a while--and then again, I thought I might take you bent over my desk--ah the possibilities are really...

Nothing wrong with civility, you know.

[There's candles burning, and incense as well, it's all very fancy, especially the romantically set table with a number of quite exceptionall dishes placed out, smelling appetizing.]

[shivers at the thought, cock twitching against Felid, showing signs of life again.]

Ah... Those both sound so good.

[He licks and kisses his way down Crowley's neck to his shoulder.]

And does one sound better right now? I want to indulge my cute student.

Or did you have another fantasy, perhaps? What where you thinking those days while you stared at me in class.

I suppose not.

[i don't remember if the incense is drugged but if it is, Crowley is taking note.]

Honestly, being bent over your desk was definitely a big one.