Ah, yes, wonderful. He feels Crowley relax, or certainly gathers that by the kisses on the angel's neck, and he lets go of the demon's hand so he can bring it to the back of his head, gently brushing against the hair at the back of his neck.

He steps along, carefully, maybe a bit clumsily, with his eyes closed and his head tilted up a bit. Moving together blindly might not be the best idea they've had, but this whole situation might still be.

He's certainly not complaining.