"Yeah, you did. You really did." he nodded. The sarcasm, the snark, the smugness, each one were qualities Kol actually rather admired in the other man. Partially because they were qualities he himself had, but also because he'd seen the way Crowley had actually earned the right to it all.
"Me?" he mumbled back, confused, but also distracted by roaming hands as he shifted, just enough to push Crowley back down into the chair, Kol now straddling his lap. "And what exactly is so brilliant about me?" he muttered before he began trailing faint kisses along the side of his demon's neck, waiting to hear the answer to his question.