"Most dangerous is that temptation that doth goad us on to sin in loving virtue," he replies, his hips moving towards Aziraphale's touch, basically of its own volition.

His own hand moves to cup the angel, to caress him carefully, no small amount of gentleness in his touch. This isn't some minor temptation he's undertaking right now, this is Aziraphale, the one person in the universe that Crowley loves, and he's not about to be, well, too hasty. No matter how hasty he'd like to be.

"This is the very ecstasy of love," he adds.