I don't wanna be anywhere but here.

[ Just putting that out there.

The bite is still a problem, though. Crowley eases his hand away from his neck now that Aziraphale's has dropped, looks at it to gauge how red it's turning. ]

Hey -- how about we find something to clean this up, and maybe I can clean those for you too. Yeah?

[ He makes a vague gesture to Aziraphale's head. The ears. Not that Aziraphale can see, when he's trying to bury his face against him and pretend this all isn't happening. Not a bad idea, honestly, can't blame him for that. He loosely drapes his arm around the angel, then Crowley catches sight of a slight motion and flick down to the mattress.

Ah. There's... that too. A tail. He's -- faintly sure they make cartoons about things like this. Erotic cartoons. Not quite so erotic now, is it? His eyes rip themselves back up to some vague, indistinct point and he tries to focus. Right. Cleaning things up. ]

Maybe something for the pain if you still need it, yeah?

[ There, a normal suggestion. Suitable for normal injuries. Nothing unusual or stressful, just need to clean up and take some painkillers. ]