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Date: December 27, 1999
Setting: Tadfield Manor, Crowley's Room
Status: Private - Belial, Crowley, John, Aziraphale, Gabriel
Summary: Belial draws up a contract.
Belial came ready to deal.
He rapped sharply on Crowley's door, hoping he'd picked an opportune time to catch the other demon in his chambers. Tried to make it look like he hadn't been pacing for an entire day, and that there was some semblance of civility to the way his hair fell in rumpled strands all about his face.
Tried to make it seem like he hadn't had Gabriel in his mouth, didn't know the way the angel tasted, didn't smell too much like sex and Heaven.
Resting his forehead on the frame of Crowley's door, he waited, thumb picking at the delicate molding. He was doing this for himself, he had no illusions; he could no longer tolerate Lucifer's hold on him.
And for Gabriel. His beautiful Gabriel who would have him if things were different. He put a hard face on for Gabriel's sake, and would get what he wanted for it.
Setting: Tadfield Manor, Crowley's Room
Status: Private - Belial, Crowley, John, Aziraphale, Gabriel
Summary: Belial draws up a contract.
Belial came ready to deal.
He rapped sharply on Crowley's door, hoping he'd picked an opportune time to catch the other demon in his chambers. Tried to make it look like he hadn't been pacing for an entire day, and that there was some semblance of civility to the way his hair fell in rumpled strands all about his face.
Tried to make it seem like he hadn't had Gabriel in his mouth, didn't know the way the angel tasted, didn't smell too much like sex and Heaven.
Resting his forehead on the frame of Crowley's door, he waited, thumb picking at the delicate molding. He was doing this for himself, he had no illusions; he could no longer tolerate Lucifer's hold on him.
And for Gabriel. His beautiful Gabriel who would have him if things were different. He put a hard face on for Gabriel's sake, and would get what he wanted for it.