"Yes, of course, dearest," Zira said softly. He smiled a bittersweet sort of smile. He knew wearing the device was difficult, for Crowley. That, among other things, was part of why he'd taken his serpent form, or so Zira assumed.
He knelt, to get a better look at the Gates, as he eased the rings off his lover's cock. He took his time, caressing the cock, as he removed the device. He was under no pretense what would follow, and he stood, clothes willed away, to present himself to the demon.
Zira might have been taking the Dominant role in keeping Crowley in chastity, but he was under no illusions that Crowley had a desperate need just then, and he was more than happy to turn his body over, to his lover's whims.