[ And when he was trying so hard not to bring up sex in the first five minutes, poor Aoba. Crowley could have carried on if he had been swept into the idea of doing something else like pool or darts, but when left to his own accord he draws back to what he's familiar with--admittedly most of that had to do with who he's dealing with.

The shorter of the two reacts in the way Crowley has familiarized himself with, which in turn brings the corners of his mouth to turn into a smile. Even with the busy streets he can hear the heart of the man in front of him beating as if it was the only sound in the world. ]

I wouldn't bring it up if I didn't want to. [ So to answer the two days question: ... he knows he'd make it through.

He tilts his head. ] Aoba. [ Dipping his head he brings his face closer, his free hand drifting upward to lightly take a hold of Aoba's face. He wants all of his attention on him. ] Do you want me to fuck you in front of everyone so you know that I'm serious?