WHO: Anna & Crowley WHEN: early morning before dawnish WHERE: Crowley's penthouse in NYC WHAT: smut & then srsbsns RATING: nc17
Anna shifted in the sheets, half asleep. She'd been doing a lot of sleeping lately. Or rather, a lot of normal sleeping. As in, have some breakfast, take a walk, do some shopping, feed the dog, have some lunch, watch some TV, go out to eat, dirty demon sex, and then sleeping and doing the whole thing over again. Except today Anna woke up with something else in mind. Crowley spared no expense, so she was getting used to waking up in expensive sheets. The fabric was smooth and cool against her skin.
Rolling over, Anna nuzzled against him. She slid her leg up between his thighs. Nipping at his earlobe, Anna makes the tiniest of groans. She sidles up on top of him, sliding her hands up his arms and pushing them beside his head. "Hey, I think it's about time you wake up. I'm feeling frisky."