Angel pulled the shirt from his body tossing it to the side, rather annoyed at the barrier. he put both hands to the sides of Ein's face, pulling him into another kiss. their hair melded into one two toned curtain that he pushed aside to see all of Ein's beautiful face. His words tipped him over the edge, giving him freedom to be the filthy soul he claimed he was. "Mi flor," he sighed, then pushed him towards the bed.  "Let me taste you."