Dean grabbed Crowley's hair, tight, and moved his hand downward, clear direction for Crowley to get down on his hands and needs.
There was resistance as Crowley's body tensed and stood upright instead of bending to Dean's will; Crowley just smirked in anticipation, as if this were just some game, and so Dean pretended not to see through it.
After all that time being tortured and humiliated, of course Crowley wouldn't like all the things he used to; he might want dominance, and he sure wouldn't want pity, but Dean would have to find just the right balance. Something dominant but that wouldn't make Crowley remember feeling so... powerless. Terrified.
"Crowley," Dean said, rough, an order, "Get in my bed, naked, in the next 30 seconds, or I'm not going to let you come for hoursCrowley obeyed
( ... )
There was resistance as Crowley's body tensed and stood upright instead of bending to Dean's will; Crowley just smirked in anticipation, as if this were just some game, and so Dean pretended not to see through it.
After all that time being tortured and humiliated, of course Crowley wouldn't like all the things he used to; he might want dominance, and he sure wouldn't want pity, but Dean would have to find just the right balance. Something dominant but that wouldn't make Crowley remember feeling so... powerless. Terrified.
"Crowley," Dean said, rough, an order, "Get in my bed, naked, in the next 30 seconds, or I'm not going to let you come for hoursCrowley obeyed ( ... )
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