He looked up at her, a hazy sort of expression on his face, golden-brown eyes walking from her face, to her sex, and back.
"If that's as convincing as you're going to be, why waste my time?" He scoffed. "Show me why I should, sexy, and maybe we'll talk." Because verbal begging was all well and good, but Crowley really was a visual animal. He wanted to see her get all wet and worked up, before he tried something like that. While pain was definitely an alluring part of it all, he didn't want to hurt her, per se.