@ameliorenous:
there’s a REASON he and his pooch got along so well, he trusted her judgment which is part of why he’d been so taken with her so quickly. soon enough, he ACTUALLY looked forward to his walks in the park with the black pitt, if only to get a chance to run into CHRIS again. at his dog’s prompting, as in, she tangled herself in such a way that the pair were within the bounds of her leash, crowley FINALLY asked her on a date. this morning, was the after effects of said date, he rolls up and sees her laying on the bed beside him. and before juliet jumped onto their bed and rudely woke her up, the scotsman instead leans over and presses a SOFT KISS to her sleepy lips. he grins once he feels pressure against his own, realizing she’s managed to find her way back to consciousness. ❛ good morning, darling… how’d you sleep? ❜
Coming across the beautiful pitt and her charming Scotsman was always a pleasure and Chris found herself going out for her run around the same time to increase her chances of seeing them. Having Juliet tying them together with her leash had her laughing softly, not at all bothered by the proximity and pleasantly surprised by him actually asking her on a date, which she promptly agreed to.
Being woken up with a gentle kiss is a sure way to put her in a good mood. Smiling against his lips, she returns the gesture and unabashedly shifts closer to bury her face on his chest. God, she wants to drown in the caress that is the sound of his voice. “Mm, wonderfully...” Brushing her lips to his warm skin, she slowly kisses her way upwards, past his collarbones and to the base of his neck. “You?”
