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Drabble Request: Okay what about #142 and #92 with Crowley?
142: “Hold my hand so he gets jealous.”
92: “You’re so clingy, I love it.”
Pairing: Crowley x Reader
Warnings: Bad past relationships, pettiness (lmao)
Word Count: 408
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“Right there … no … no! Don’t look right at him! Don’t be so obvious!” You hissed beneath your breath, nudging Crowley’s shoulder roughly to make him face forward toward the bar the two of you were sitting at. Your ex had just happened to walk into the bar, looking just as much as the asshole he was when he cheated on you. You glanced at him out of the corner of your eye, noticing that he had spotted you from across the space. Oh, you were so spiteful. “Hold my hand so he gets jealous,” you murmured beneath your breath, quickly turning around and placing your hand on your thigh.
Crowley’s eyes narrowed a degree, realizing what game you were playing. He had heard about this horrible ex boyfriend of yours a few times, and he honestly wouldn’t mind sicking his hellhound on him. You and Crowley had been together for a few months now, and they were blissful. He wouldn’t mind doing you a favor in this situation, but he was really going to show your ex who had claim over your heart now. It would purely be a demonstration of what your ex had lost. Without hesitation, Crowley reached forward to grasp the back of your neck, pulling your lips to his in a numbing kiss, one that immediately made your eyes shut, made a soft moan roll over your tongue.
You weren’t even in the bar anymore; you were in paradise. Damn, the demon knew how to kiss. You grabbed the lapel of his suit, a wicked smile crossing your lips as they moved against his.
Crowley gave your bottom lip a soft bite, drawing it out through his teeth before releasing. “Let’s get out of here,” he murmured, voice low and rough.
You nodded briskly, immediately hopping off of the bar stool to join his side. You felt his arm curl around your waist, pulling you close to him as the two of you headed for the door, passing your ex on the way. “You’re so clingy, I love it,” you laughed softly, flashing your ex a smirk before letting Crowley usher you out of the bar.
“That moron had his chance. You’re mine now,” Crowley growled playfully near your ear, but he meant every word.
You leaned up to peck his cheek affectionately, completely grateful that your ex had messed up. You’d take the King of Hell over that cheater any day.