"Mm...I rather believe I did." And, since Crowley seemed to enjoy the touch, he continued, more sure this time, stroking through his hair too. It was incredibly soft and he wasn't sure which he preferred more, the gentleness of his hair or the smooth warmth of his neck. The hissing sigh was well worth it though and he wondered what other sounds he could pull from the serpent.

"You might have the right idea. After all... I do sometimes get tired of always having to do the right thing." The truth was always easier than a lie, and the might had a weight to it without explicitly agreeing. There was nothing to be caught up in here.

"And it could be fun." He let his fingers drift over Crowley's temple, gently smoothing the hair back from it, tracing his ear, lingering over the snake curling there.