Crowley took the middle ground, throwing the pair of them at the wall of their suite, with enough force to send them straight through to the bedroom. He hissed out a loud, emotional sound into the kiss, which ended in a sort of wail, wings unfurling simply because he couldn't be bothered to keep up any sort of appearances. He was wild, unfocused, the temperature of the room spiking sharply with his mood, and if Zeke didn't reach him soon, he was going to damage everything in sight, the pair of them included.