He wets his lips before he connects with yours in an unbelievably soft caress. Crowley painstakingly savors this moment before it’s gone from him forever. Your kiss cures him of every sin he’s made for centuries.
If he could harness the power of time, he’d stop everything in the universe to devour your love in this kiss. If nothing ever progressed between you, he’d content himself knowing he’d had you here, providing him with the luxury of vulnerability.
He pulled back, searching for signs on your face to slow down or stop. But you were there searching his eyes as well, pleading for him to return to you. That’s all the indication he needed.
