[Listen, he has to start with like or he'll never get anywhere. He knows he'll like it; the rest of the vocabulary has to be earned.
Which he could say and Crowley would no doubt delight in him managing that much, but instead he interrupts himself with a soft gasp and a flutter of eyelashes, sliding his other hand over to rest on Crowley's hip and squeeze. Hello, yes, he's listening. He's appreciating, goodness.
So, then, what he manages to say is,] I will, hm. I will make love to you... on a picnic in the country.
no subject
Which he could say and Crowley would no doubt delight in him managing that much, but instead he interrupts himself with a soft gasp and a flutter of eyelashes, sliding his other hand over to rest on Crowley's hip and squeeze. Hello, yes, he's listening. He's appreciating, goodness.
So, then, what he manages to say is,] I will, hm. I will make love to you... on a picnic in the country.
[There is an agenda here.]