"I think-" She pressed herself down to him, chest to chest, letting the heat of their skin touching fill her senses, "We should start with the basics," Crowley slid her way up his body fluidly, moving so her hips were level with his neck, presenting her heat imposingly to his lips.
"Eat me like a good boy, and maybe I'll let you come tonight," His frustration could be just as powerful for her, if not moreso than his release. It simply took her longer to recharge, if she made him wait as well.