A warm, snuggly Crowley is impossible to resist; he tucks up against the demon, wrapping an arm around him in turn and peppering his face with kisses. "I love you, too," he murmurs, his heart aching. The enormity of it has snuck up on him and he finds himself blinking away tears. Just a few hours earlier, he was conditioning himself to loving Crowley at arm's length for eternity, and now here he was, in his bed, naked, affection pouring out of him. Out of both of them.

He sighs shakily and rests his head against Crowley's and holds the demon all the more securely. "In your arms," he whispers. "Just like the song, She's led me to you, and this is where I'll stay, for as long as you'll have me."