"Turn over," he urged, and combined with a nudge to get her moving toward him he was certain she wouldn't refuse. Johann lifted his head, but Crowley paid him no mind. After a moment he sighed, and shifted so that his back was to them, though he didn't leave the bed.
Crowley put a hand up to Anna's hair, softly fingering it away from her face. He smiled a tentative sort of smile at her. He wasn't playing her, not really. His feelings were sincere. he'd pushed through a wall, which didn't mean the wall wouldn't build right back up again, but for the moment he was able to show her genuine affection.