Despite his latest promotion, he wasn't quite in control of his current body, yet, and found himself getting lost in Alexia's touches, only hearing half of what he said. He had to take a second to pull himself together, before getting the point, reaching around to Alexi's front to slide hands under his shirt.
"Yours, now, of course," Which was as close to the truth as he could spit out, right then; he wouldn't deny he was also considered the Angel's, the Mark on his chest a testament to that, but the Angel wasn't there, and hardly expected monogamy, from Crowley. In that moment, under the other as he was, Crowley was offering himself however Alexia would take it.