What response can Crowley possibly make to that, except to kiss him again? So he does. Thoroughly, sliding his tongue in to caress against Aziraphale's as Crowley pulls him in closer, settles Aziraphale flush on his lap. A vantage point that makes it clear Crowley's interest is already roused again. How it could it not be, with Aziraphale straddling his legs and quoting poetry and literally glowing with love?