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Crowley ~ Lust

1,000 Followers Challenge!

Requested by @sheppardaddicts

Words: 956

Warnings: Sexual tension between angel and a demon.

An angel and a demon locked in a room together. It was almost like the start of some sort of bad joke. Pair it with a spell that would’ve had the minds of any human trapped within it reeling, and it got even better.

The two of you, however, were far too powerful to give into such a simple spell, leaving you both a little amused, but still more annoyed that neither of you could easily get out. The two of you had both been around long enough to know most of the tricks of the trade, but neither of you had ever seen something like before.

Which left you waiting for rescue.

“Well, it could be worse.” You said with a heavy sigh after trying the door for the umpteenth time.

Crowley raises his eyebrows. “Is that really the only thing you can say in this?”

You looked at him. “Well, what do you want me to say? It’s not like we’re going to die of thirst or starvation, the worst we can do is get bored, there isn’t any other immediate danger.”

He leans on his hand from where he was seated a small table. “You’ve clearly never been stuck alone with a bored demon before.”

Snorting, you roll your eyes and lean against the door. “Right Crowley, like I don’t deal with you on a regular basis.”

“You wound me love,” He doesn’t bother hiding his smirk. “And besides, you’ve never been stuck alone with me in a closed off room when I’m bored.”

You couldn’t help but smile at this. “While true, I fail to see how it's going to be any different from how you normally are.”

Crowley snorts. “Come on Y/N, you've been on Earth long enough now to have a little more imagination than that.”

“I mean that with respect Crowley,” You said with a raised eyebrow, arms folding across your chest. “I can't see, in any situation, you being any different to your usual self.” You fought the smile tugging at your lips. “Snarky, over confident, and with an ego a mile wide.”

He rolled his eyes. “Who's playing who here love?”

The smile finally tugged your lips up. “I guess that's going to depend on exactly what you want out of this, isn't it?”

His gaze bores into yours. “It's not like we haven't been down this path already, and I do rather enjoy having you around.”

You laugh. “Yes, well, I must agree. So how long exactly are willing to wait for it? After all, the longer we wait, the more likely we are to be rescued either before or during, the latter of which I'm sure won't go down well in our company.”

Crowley smirks, leaning back in his chair, spreading his legs just a little wider. “Waiting is a rather boring game, I’m sure there’s something we can do in the meantime?”

“I'm sure there is,” You didn't move. “But I did just get comfortable.”

The two of you watched each other across the room, both watching and waiting to see who would give in first.

“How long has it been?” Crowley eventually asked.

You shrug. “A few minutes maybe. Time doesn't mean much when you're immortal, does it?”

Crowley snorts, giving a half laugh. “It has to be at least, what? Ten, fifteen years? Don't you miss the rush?”

The shrug wasn't the answer he was looking for. “There's a lot of ways to get that rush Crowley, should I really say that yours is so different?”

His eyes narrowed on you, sending a chill up your spine, not that you were going to let that show. “Funny. I seem to have a clear memory of you begging for it last time.”

“Which, if you remember,” Taking your eyes off of him for a split second to pretend to be disinterested. “I said I was never going to beg again, that next time, you would have to-"

You looked up only to find him gone from the chair and instead right in front of you, his arms slowly resting either side of your head, his look bordering on predatory.

“I don't beg, darling.” Crowley said in a low voice. “And frankly, if you even want to get me close to doing so, you are going to have to try a lot harder than that.”

There seemed to be a dry lump in your throat all of a sudden, watching his eyes travel to where your wings were hidden, it always sending a thrill through you, knowing that someone, demon or not, could see them. “I don't know Crowley, you came over here pretty quickly.”

His gaze returns to yours, intent, focused and more than a little amused, just adding to the smirk that graced his lips. “Do you know why Y/N?”

Crowley was leaning all too close and you knew in just the briefest of moments, the game was going to be over. “No. Why?”

He was barely a hairs breadth away. “Because I always get what I want.”

In a painful clash of teeth, the two of you moved at once, mouths hitting hard before getting your baring’s and locking each other in a proper kiss, Crowley quickly backing you against the wall, one hand burying into your hair, the other moving to the wings that only he could see, a moan leaving you as you held him close.

Maybe it was the spell that was causing such an intensity in an angel and a demon, or maybe it was just a matter of timing that had long been coming. Either way, both of you silently decided to deal with it later, dealing with each other was the much more pressing issue.

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