I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend [Closed]

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Who: Crowley with Sam Yao, John Blake, Bucky Barnes, Emma Swan and Castiel
Where: various
When: June 1st, June 5th and June 8th (dates subject to change if anything comes up)
Rating: R
Warnings: discussion and themes relating to addiction
Summary: Crowley falls back on old habits.
The Story:

(June 1st - Sam Yao, John Blake. June 5th - Bucky Barnes. June 8th - Emma Swan)

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Crowley hums in quiet agreement and his hand moves up and down Blake's back. Wonderland's taken so many people from both of them and he knows that one day, it will try to take them from each other, too. It's something Crowley can't accept and he won't. Slowly, it's becoming something of a constant worry in the back of his mind, occupying the space that the Jabberwocky once took up.

It strikes him as funny that he knows in his heart he would do a lot of stupid things right now if he thought it would take away Blake's pain.

"What can I do?" He brushes his nose over Blake's forehead. "There's very little you can't ask of me, John."

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The hesitation has less to do with Blake not knowing what he wants and more to do with wondering whether he has the right to ask. Sighing lowly, he leans into the contact and then waits until he can catch Crowley's stubbly chin with his lips.

"Stay with me," he says, knowing perfectly well it's a rather tall order and it's not even one either of them have the ability to grant or control.

Purposefully, John slides his hand under the demon's shirt so he can press a warm hand to the other man's skin. "Keep me grounded. Don't let me drift away." A pause. "I'll do the same for you."

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"I have no intention of doing anything less than my level best to stay with you." Crowley thinks of all the people he's lost and he realizes that he hasn't had that many people to lose in the first place. The loss of his mother had started him on a very lonely path. The only other loss that he'd really let hit hard had been Lilith, but it's been long enough that by the time she'd shown up in Wonderland, he'd been past mourning her.

He's quiet for a moment, not sure what should be said and what should stay unspoken, but ultimately the emotional nature of the blood wins out and he speaks.

"If there's a way for me to follow you home, I'm going to find it."

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"Don't think I wanna go back there," he admits, perhaps a little too quickly. Blake appreciates the sentiment — it's sweet of Crowley to think that way — but he ultimately prefers to stay. Or, at the very least, to follow Crowley back to his world. With the way these universes are, there's no guarantee Blake would even be missed back in Gotham.

"Let's not talk about it." It's something of a request as John slowly begins to extract himself from this intimate position. "I'm exhausted, you're high, pretty sure it's time for bed."

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Crowley doesn't bother to hide his surprise, but he doesn't comment. It doesn't really matter where they go as long as Crowley can remember this place and as long as Blake is with him. That's what matters the most in all of this.

"Bed sounds nice." He pushes himself up once Blake is standing and reaches for his hand to stop him for a moment.

"Hey." He tugs at Blake's hand gently, searching out eye contact. "It's not the blood talking, alright?"

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All circumstances aside, it's been quite a long time since Blake had any reason to disbelieve. His fingers tighten around Crowley's and he stares back with tired, but sharp eyes, looking long into past that brought them here.

"I know." He smiles thinly, but there's no loss of affection. There's an internal struggle still battling inside of him, but as far as Blake's concerned, he's the only one with the issue here and until he knows why, there's really no point in getting tied into an even tighter knot than he's already worked himself into.

Tugging back, he urges the demon along, hardly interested in anything more than sliding into the cool sheets for several hours.