He should have known--should have suspected at the very least--that this was a contract that needed be signed and sealed with more than ink and crisp-cornered paper. He hadn't realized, though, how much this obviously meant to Crowley.
Hand steady despite his nervousness, he took the quill from Crowley and drew a light, scratching line across the other demon's palm, not breaking the skin, testing the sharpness of the tip. Crowley's hand was warm in his, back to palm, wrist exposed, Crowley watching.
When he cut the sigil into the soft skin he cringed as if it were his own pain that he had caused. Blood oozed beautifully from the parted flesh.
He returned the quill to Crowley and held his own palm out, swallowing, nose filled with Crowley's scent.
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Date: 2006-01-06 10:46 am (UTC)He should have known--should have suspected at the very least--that this was a contract that needed be signed and sealed with more than ink and crisp-cornered paper. He hadn't realized, though, how much this obviously meant to Crowley.
Hand steady despite his nervousness, he took the quill from Crowley and drew a light, scratching line across the other demon's palm, not breaking the skin, testing the sharpness of the tip. Crowley's hand was warm in his, back to palm, wrist exposed, Crowley watching.
When he cut the sigil into the soft skin he cringed as if it were his own pain that he had caused. Blood oozed beautifully from the parted flesh.
He returned the quill to Crowley and held his own palm out, swallowing, nose filled with Crowley's scent.