Crowley chuckles and closes his eyes, pressing closer against Castiel. He can't even remember the last time he'd done something this simple and it's almost strange to be reminded that simple things can actually be quite nice.

"All of my ideas are excellent and you should always listen to me." There's a softness to his voice that he'd like to explain away with a post-orgasm haze, but he rarely sounds like this after sex.

Everything that Castiel is doing feels wonderful and he wonders how hard it will be to get Castiel to stay for a while. Torture is fun, but lying in bed with a partner he knows isn't thinking about stabbing him quite literally in the back is a rarity.

He shifts until he can kiss Castiel, his earlier desperation replaced with what one might mistake for mild affection.