As dizzy as he is with arousal, he can't help but smirk at the sound Crowley makes in response to his demand. He'll have to file that information away for later. Right now, he's feeling unpleasantly empty once Crowley removes his fingers, so he's quick to rise up on his knees and let himself get positioned. It takes the edge off a bit, trying to find the best angle, although his arousal flares back to life the moment that he feels Crowley's cock pressing against his slick ring of muscle.

Oh, goodness, this is it. It shouldn't feel so momentous -- they've switched souls in these bodies, this really shouldn't compare -- and yet he finds himself trembling with anticipation, anyway.

He looks up at Crowley and sees how much this is affecting him, too. It fills him with a sudden swell of intense affection and he presses a kiss to that beautiful, inviting mouth.

"I love you," he whispers into it, and then he lowers himself onto Crowley's cock.

There's an initial resistance, but Crowley prepared him well and the head slides in a moment later. He presses down, slowly taking more of Crowley inside him. There's no pain, no irritation, only a feeling of fullness that grows and grows the lower he sits, until he bottoms out and rests flush in Crowley's lap once more. His eyes flutter shut and his mouth forms the loveliest little smile. "Oh, my dear... you feel so good..."

Tentatively, he rocks back and forth, just a touch, getting used to the sensation.