Do you really think I'd pilfer? [Such an indelicate snort.]
[He climbs out of the car. It's always a treat having his feet back on terra firma after these car rides. To Crowley's credit, not that he'll say it, he didn't terrify him to the degree he usually manages with the Bentley. They didn't almost flatten a single pedestrian.
The hands tucked away are a disappointment. It's a challenge walking as close as he'd like without stepping on his heels. The desire to touch is growing from the denial. Despite being able to recognize this as wrong and alien to him, he can't banish the compulsion.
He wonders if he can at least banish the sickly sweet scent. Ahhh, yes. That's better. He continues to follow, looking around in open curiosity as they go.]
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[He climbs out of the car. It's always a treat having his feet back on terra firma after these car rides. To Crowley's credit, not that he'll say it, he didn't terrify him to the degree he usually manages with the Bentley. They didn't almost flatten a single pedestrian.
The hands tucked away are a disappointment. It's a challenge walking as close as he'd like without stepping on his heels. The desire to touch is growing from the denial. Despite being able to recognize this as wrong and alien to him, he can't banish the compulsion.
He wonders if he can at least banish the sickly sweet scent. Ahhh, yes. That's better. He continues to follow, looking around in open curiosity as they go.]