[That draws a chuckle out of the angel, who kisses up and down Crowley's neck, delighted in giving Crowley special treatment. But rather suddenly he stops, breath warm against the demon's throat, tightening his embrace.]
Yes, I remember.
[He lifts his head to look at Crowley, his eyebrows drawn together and lower lip caught between his teeth in worry. He hadn't expected Crowley to revisit the idea so soon.]
You wanted to try that now? Is that -- do you think this is a good time for it?
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Yes, I remember.
[He lifts his head to look at Crowley, his eyebrows drawn together and lower lip caught between his teeth in worry. He hadn't expected Crowley to revisit the idea so soon.]
You wanted to try that now? Is that -- do you think this is a good time for it?