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Crowley smirked a bit at the girl, feeling her hand on his chest. “Oh? And what would you be doing to make it worth while.” By her actions he could only guess.
Bishop hummed, taking her hand away from his person, and bringing her index finger up to her mouth. She pressed her nail between her teeth in a teasing manner. “Oh, I’m sure we could come to a fair arrangement.”














