The angel, Adri assumed, was a virgin. Of course he didn't have any supplies laying about. He wracked his brain for a second, before remembering the cooking supplies in the kitchen he'd come across.<br/><br/>"Fuck--hold on--" Adriel disappeared, quick as a fox and stole into the kitchen. He rummaged around for a jar he'd seen earlier and returned, brandishing a white jar of coconut oil. Good for cooking, baking and fucking. "All natural," he announced with a smirk.<br/><br/>He knelt on the bed, unscrewing the lid and dipping his fingers into the thick oil. Setting it down, he climbed back on top of the blond and settled between his legs, kissing him hungrily. The scent of coconuts filled the air, sweet and mild.<br/><br/>"You ready?" He asked, though if Ezekiel said he wanted to stop, Adri might have lost his mind.