Won't it? Not even if I wile you into getting so desperately worked up that you drag me right into all those bubbles and have your way with me till I'm too tired to protest?

[He's always maintained a fairly consistent panda bear shape, and has never really minded--it contributes to his image as someone utterly harmless, and it's not as if it ever hampered his ability to seduce anyone. And Crowley has never complained, has only ever touched him like he's somehow worthy of an angel's hands, so why would he change? His only real sources of self-consciousness are his scars, and Crowley touches those with loving care, too.]