"Perhaps a small one," he says after a moment; it takes that long to collect himself, looking up. Crowley's hand on his chin finally registers and he crawls up the bed with a little reluctance. He was just getting halfway good at that, he thinks.

On the other hand, an entire, sprawled out, slightly dazed Crowley grinning at him is quite an incentive to move. He follows Crowley's hand and its gentle tug all the way up and leans in for a kiss.