[ With a gentle hum, Crowley brushes Blake's hand away to replace the touch with his own. He wants Blake as relaxed as he can get. ]

I'm only giving you the treatment you deserve.

[ He can't say what it is that's so special to him about Blake anymore, caught somewhere between the idea that Blake knows about some of his worst actions and still thinks he's worthwhile and the fact that Blake is delightfully kinky in all the most fun ways. ]

I would do more if I could. Line up loyal servants and give you everything you could dream up.