It took him a moment to realise she was pushing her Grace against him. While it didn't actually burn him, it felt like a fire under his skin. It wasn't entirely unpleasant.
He moved his head, and looked up at her with a cocky grin. She had the upper hand, but he wasn't going to just lay there and take it. Unlike her, he wasn't broken, or even compromised. He was closer to in his element.
"Is that right? And what is it you want?" Crowley arched his brow.