His first impulse is to slide his hand beneath Crowley's neck and to pull the demon up to meet him halfway in a kiss; to tangle his other hand in Crowley's hair and not let go until -

(But a memory flickers somewhere in the back of his head, and it's not only the one of Crowley jerking back from his hand with a rigid look on his face that Aziraphael doesn't think he has the strength to deal with yet.)

Smoothly, he alters the first abortive movement of his hand and swats Crowley lightly instead.

"Even so. You're quite welcome to come up to the orchard and see for yourself how much scope I'm giving it."