I could say some choice words to you right now. You'd enjoy them too much.

[He's laughing, too. He loves him when he's awful, loves feeling him shake in his arms and on his lap with mirth. That doesn't happen nearly often enough.

He hums very softly under his breath.]

I didn't know when you'd find them. I was prepared for it to be a while. I wasn't sure how you'd let me know.

[While Crowley's head is lifted, he takes a small sip of a kiss. A little sample of the softness of lips.]

But I knew you would.