Well, he would hope there was no praying involved. That just sounds like an unpleasant time for all involved, most of which the angel himself.

Another clear of his throat and an attempt at relaxing again, and while the smile at the demon is awkward and embarrassing its real enough. He notices how careful and considerate Crowley is. It warms his heart, reminds him of all the good things he knew about the demon already, and reminds him he may now have the opportunity to see more of it.

"--no, it's-" He settles again, on him, pecks his lips again. "it's fine."