There's a scream in the background when Crowley answers the phone, but it dies down once Crowley hears Castiel's voice.
"For you? I think I can cancel a few meetings." He hadn't actually been sure if Castiel would call or not, so this is a pleasant surprise.
He can't exactly explain why he'd wanted to see Castiel. The prospect of going further was certainly nice, though there were other places he could go for far more experienced sex. He supposes he does get off a little on feeling as if he's corrupting an innocent--and not just any innocent, but an angel.
Castiel is so very easy to corrupt, too. Crowley would very much like to play him like a harp. He'd like to see the angel beg and he certainly wouldn't mind if he wanted to make Crowley beg in return. He can't even list all the filthy things he'd like to do to Castiel.
"Meet me at my place in fifteen minutes, turtledove." It's not a question.
He pulls off his apron as he leaves the room. Torture can wait.
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"For you? I think I can cancel a few meetings." He hadn't actually been sure if Castiel would call or not, so this is a pleasant surprise.
He can't exactly explain why he'd wanted to see Castiel. The prospect of going further was certainly nice, though there were other places he could go for far more experienced sex. He supposes he does get off a little on feeling as if he's corrupting an innocent--and not just any innocent, but an angel.
Castiel is so very easy to corrupt, too. Crowley would very much like to play him like a harp. He'd like to see the angel beg and he certainly wouldn't mind if he wanted to make Crowley beg in return. He can't even list all the filthy things he'd like to do to Castiel.
"Meet me at my place in fifteen minutes, turtledove." It's not a question.
He pulls off his apron as he leaves the room. Torture can wait.