[He didn't expect that. There's no way he could have expected that. Crowley is just a human teenager. He's fascinating, but he has no experience with the supernatural.

So Felid kissing down his chest is merely super hot, a sexy counterpoint to fucking him into the desk, until the burn of the bite, the shock and arousal slamming into him simultaneously... They tip him over the edge of orgasm, with a cry that's nearly too loud. He spills deep into Felid, shaking, and for all his control up to this point he really has no defense against this.]