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Supernatural: The word of God

Now, this is a story all about how,

My life got flipped-turned upside down.

And I'd like to take a minute,

Just sit right there.

I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Lawrence.

In west-Kansas born and raised,

On the playground was where I spent most of my days.

Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool,

And all doing some Demon hunting outside of the school.

When a couple of Crowley's guys who were up to no good,

Started making trouble in my neighborhood.

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,

She said 'You're movin' with Meg and Dean Winchester to Lawrence'.

I begged and pleaded with her day after day,

But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way.

She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.

I put my Walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.

First class, yo this is bad,

Drinking absinth out of a champagne glass.

Is this what the people of Lawrence living like?

Hmmm this might be alright.

But wait I hear they're naked,sexy, all that,

Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat?

I don't think so

I'll see when I get there,

I hope they're prepared for the prince of Lawrence.

Well, the dragon landed and when I came out,

There was a dude who like a cop - there with the The Winchesters name out.

I ain't trying to get arrested yet,

I just got here,

I used my Super Strength powers and - like lightning, disappeared.

Then whistled for a cab and when it came near,

The license plate said fresh and it had The Word of God in the mirror.

If anything I could say that this cab was rare,

But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo, home to Lawrence'

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8,

And I yelled to the Crowley 'Yo home smell ya later'

I looked at my kingdom,

I was finally there,

To sit on my throne as the Prince of Lawrence

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Crowley stopped and gazed into space.

Oh no.

It was happening; couldn't help thinking about Dean Winchester again. tried not too. Desperate to avoid the thoughts that could not be, no, - would not be- held back.

But like dozens of unstoppable mammals they came creeping forward till they filled brain;

Dean Winchesters smile shined like tin foil, as impressive as a tower, it filled the tower and Crowley was helplessly but willingly absorbed into them.

Dean Winchester's eyes were like eyeballs.If you rolled them they would go quite far.

Dean Winchesters legs were like a tower. Straight and tight.

Dean Winchesters chest was like a Centaurs. Powerful and impossible to ignore.

How could Crowley not be helpless in the face of that?.

I mean, sure, Crowley and Dean Winchester had sex with each other before, when they met at a club once, but it was just a casual thing. One of many that night.

Before things got too messy Crowley snapped out of it. But the thoughts of Dean Winchester would be back. Would be able to resist next time?

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Interlude:

Crowley was finding it really hard to concentrate at this movement thoughts kept trying to think of Dean Winchester. Despite what was happening, it was hard to focus!

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And then, at the worst possible moment. It happened. Again.

Crowley gazed at Dean Winchester.

It was impossible to resist this time. Like a trike Crowley was pulled towards Dean Winchester. It was a like coup de grace in a war. It was a like a bow and arrow piercing through heart. (and other lower regions of the body) It was a like magnets.

There was No resisting. No mercy. No Pants. No longer anything else mattered.

Dean Winchester looked shocked and then...and then...not shocked. He had known all along.

Of course. How could Crowley have been so stupid? Those long looks at each other,the times they gazed at the stars together, the candle lit dinners. The steamy showers.. The non stop sex.

It wasn't just friendship. It never was. It was more and Dean Winchester had known all along.

"I knew" Dean Winchester said.

"oh" Crowley said, realizing all this for the first time.

But there was more...Dean Winchester wasn't pulling away. He was pushing tighter. Holding Crowley like a wild orca.

At some point their clothes came off.

They got ripped in the process of the fashioning

didn't care. This is what had needed for so long. too long. March. maybe more.

But this was now now.

Crowley and Dean Winchester together at last!

They canoddled like lovers and made love with their naughty bits.

They took it in turns inserting their bits into each other. Crowley inserted bit into Dean Winchester. Then Dean Winchester inserted his bit into Crowley. They repeated this a few times.(Toys were used)

Afterwards (when they had finished cleaning their bits)they looked at eachother longingly.

But they knew they must leave.

They didn't want anyone to see.

Crowley took one last look at Dean Winchester.

"Goodbye my snuggly one"

"Love you too, my one and only Crowley"

And then they departed.

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