It was a wonder that Kane hadn't anticipated just how good the angel would be at following direction. So far he had been quick to catch on to just about everything else so why would he be slow about this? It took a bit of work but once he got the rhythm right and the angle that had the demon moaning it was like Abbaddon had lasered in on it and used every thrust to try and drive him out of his mind. The lust, heat, and friction built between them and while it did burn that just added to the need building in Kane. He found himself clawing at the other man, struggling against him but he didn't voice even once that he wanted to stop just letting drawn out more moans escape as his eyes fell shut with his eyes brow furrowed.<br/><br/>His arousal returned in full force and it felt like his cock didn't even get a chance to get soft with how much his sex drive was driving him. "Fuckfuckfuck.." He panted his breath and kept trying to get closer and deeper inside of him. It wasn't hard to forget and let his mind go now that Abbaddon was nailing him through the wall. None of it mattered other than begging the other for more and loving the way he was getting marked up. Nothing felt quite real other than the pleasure running through him building and mounting.