[Crowley doesn't answer, instead grinning wickedly and reaching to pull Felid down into the bed with him. He asked if they could take their time, not take it slow, and there's a very distinct distance when one part is impatient and the other is a teenager.]
[Felid had no intention of taking things slow, even if he'll keep Crowley in his bed (or wherever they end up fucking eventually) as long as possible. Taking his time indeed different from going slow. He reaches to remove Crowley's shirt immediately, or at least get it open.]
[His hair falls from the ribbon easily, silky and sleek as he kisses his way up Crowley's chest even as his hands roam down, start working his pants open.]
[The biting draws a groan from him, and he jerks a little, somewhere between wanting to pull away from BITER BITING HIS NECK WHAT IF HE BITES HARDER and being super fucking into it.]
[that- that works, definitely, and Crowley wasn't expecting him to be quite that quick about it. The heat of Felid's tongue and the contact of his hand draws a sharp gasp from Crowley, and he props himself up on his elbows to watch, legs falling apart more.]
[He glances at Crowley with a wicked little smile before licking his lips and sliding them around Crowley's cock. No, he's not taking his time. Teenagers have plenty of rebound and Crowley's healthy, Felid's sure he'll manage several rounds no problem.]
[He was already fully hard anyway but holy shit. He shivers, eyes going a little glassy, but he refuses to stop watching Felid go down on him for something like that sudden urge to close his eyes.]
[He hums around him, relaxing his jaw a bit to take Crowley's movements. He's not going too slow, using considerable skill to give Crowley a blowjob that will frankly make anyone else's skills seem inferior. He doesn't mind if he gives Crowley high standards.]
[Give him only the best and he'll come crawling back no matter what, huh? He rolls his hips more freely once he's sure Felid is alright with him moving, chasing the sensations he's being given.]
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I definitely don't.
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[He tugs Crowley with him to a very western style bedroom with a four poster bed and fancy everything really. He likes classy things.]
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Whoa, you have expensive taste, don't you Sensei?
[he wouldn't have guessed it, from the way Felid is at school, but he does seem suitably impressed.]
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[He seems to be including Crowley in that, as he gently but firmly tugs him to the bed and shoves him onto it. He's not patient.]
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[Crowley doesn't answer, instead grinning wickedly and reaching to pull Felid down into the bed with him. He asked if they could take their time, not take it slow, and there's a very distinct distance when one part is impatient and the other is a teenager.]
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That bite mark is two small scabs now, but it's still very much a thing.]
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[He takes that opportunity to untie Felid's hair ribbon, shivering with the attention and the brush of Sensei's lips where he'd bitten before.]
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[He has to get his hands in it, shamelessly carding his fingers through Felid's hair even as he lifts his hips helpfully.]
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[He bites Crowley's neck. Not to break skin, just general sexy biting.]
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[The biting draws a groan from him, and he jerks a little, somewhere between wanting to pull away from BITER BITING HIS NECK WHAT IF HE BITES HARDER and being super fucking into it.]
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Nervous?
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[He mostly looks embarrassed, but he's trying to pass it off as grumpy.]
Of getting vampired again, maybe.
[a totally legit joke, okay.]
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While you do look good enough to eat, I was thinking something slightly less literal.
[Totally joking back, right?]
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Oh? Do tell.
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[that- that works, definitely, and Crowley wasn't expecting him to be quite that quick about it. The heat of Felid's tongue and the contact of his hand draws a sharp gasp from Crowley, and he props himself up on his elbows to watch, legs falling apart more.]
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Ah-
[He was already fully hard anyway but holy shit. He shivers, eyes going a little glassy, but he refuses to stop watching Felid go down on him for something like that sudden urge to close his eyes.]
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[soooo fucking into it. there's no way he wasn't going to be, but he's shamelessly reactive, hips rolling tentatively as he moans.]
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[Give him only the best and he'll come crawling back no matter what, huh? He rolls his hips more freely once he's sure Felid is alright with him moving, chasing the sensations he's being given.]
Sensei...
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