NaughtBaerdPuddin (Paranoia)



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    It was Crowley, Crowley, finally inside him, after so many centuries of wanting. It was Crowley, making him tremble and then making him come. He had more than any angel -- any mortal -- could ever have dreamed of, and it was the worst kind of avarice to want for more.

    (And yet.)

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    10 Jan 2020

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    The perfect fic, truly.

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