Day 15 - In a Different Clothing Style

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     Crowley grinned widely as he fixed his collar. Bobby rolled his eyes. At least someone was having fun. Crowley pursed his lips and busied himself with fixing Bobby's hair. He let his hands linger for just a bit longer than was necessary. He contemplated kissing Bobby right there, in front of a strangers house, dressed as priests and all, but he ultimately decided against it. Too much trouble if something were to happen.

     "Ring it again." He muttered, and Bobby obeyed, gently pressing the doorbell. They were greeted by a woman, the wife of the deceased, and introduced themselves as "Father Lee and Father McKinley." She let them in and Crowley hid a chuckle. Some priest he was.


Crowley straddled Bobby where he sat on the edge of the hotel bed. He pulled the clerical collar out of Bobby's shirt, raising his chin up as he did so. "I fear, Father, I am one god awful priest." He whispered. Bobby agreed silently. His tongue was occupied.

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