"Why would I leave now," Henry replied, voice low. Edward was just close enough to hear, and smirked a bit at the other's words. This was shaping up to be a very interesting night. He sort of liked the Henry that didn't back down.
The thought of Henry wanting to stay and watch spurred Edward on. He brought the lead down twice in quick succession, dangerously close to Crowley's wings, but skilled enough to avoid the sensitive wing bones. He knew the wings had to be sensitive, and though his intent was to inflict pain, he didn't want to inflict the sort of pain that wasn't punctuated by submission and pleasure.