Crowley scoffed at the comment, rolling his eyes. "That was Alexia's pet project. Me, I prefer the self-satisfaction of watching someone break, as opposed to thinking 'gee, they let me do it,'"
At her offer, his eyes lit back up, watching the tongue drift over the holy man's lips. "That beautiful mouth on my cock, I think. I'll leave his ass to you, for now." Without waiting for approval from either of the others, Crowley slipped forward to the edge of the chair, sliding his slacks down as he went.