Abbaddon shovered at the feel of the lips brushing against his neck. Between the weapons and Kane's body, the teasing, his lower half stirred as well and clued the angel in as to what was going on. He wondered briefly if it was just him but that thought was dashed fairly quickly. He turns around in Kane's embrave and loops his arms around the demon's neck, bringing him in for a passionate kiss. He locks lips with the demon easily, rubbing his body against his husband's.<br/><br/>As they break off, he gasps a bit. "Kane I want you. Do you want me?" He asks. He knows the answer, but he also knows how hesitant the demon has been. The kindred spirit Abbaddon feels in Kane has only heightened his appriciation of the man, his attraction to him. Still, he waits paitiently to see what Kane wants before making any moves, he has clearly stated his own desires. "Please say you want to make love..." He whispers against the demon's lips.