Abbaddon got back to his feet as Kane came over. He relaxed a bit now that the job was done, crossed the name off in his book. He had just put ut away and looked up toward Kane when the man kissed him. He was still all riled up from the fight and he felt the heat in his body shift in an entirely different direction. There was already going to be so many new rumors about him, but he couldn't even pretend to resist Kane right then. He needed his demon so badly it was if the pain were physical.<br/><br/>He wraps his arms around Kane and in a flurry of feathers they are back home. Specifically they seem to be in their private bathroom. Abbaddon presses his lips more forcefully against Kane's as he starts to strip out of his bloodied clothing. He use s a wing to flick on the shower tap. They both needed to clean up after that fight so why not together? Then they could get dirty again in the very best way. "Kane..." Abbadddon moaned as he pulled back to rid himself the last of his clothing. Either Lane could take his off or they might be torn off at this point.