There were very few places on Paul's body that were sensitive. Most of the usual areas did not apply, not his feet or the back of his knees, not his ribs or the valley of his spine or the nape of his neck or his hard cut stomach. Other than his cock, there seemed no place that could make Paul squirm at just a touch. Perhaps that was why his nipples were so responsive, to make up for the lack of his other erogenous zones.<br/><br/>Paul hated to have them played with. It made him weak in the knees. It left him light headed. He loses control when they are teased. To much of it made him want to beg, and Paul had never begged a day in his life, but with Gabriel he knew he would never have to.<br/><br/>Paul groaned harshly when Gabriel dared to squeeze, to pinch with wicked purpose. The sound wheezed out of him in a snarl, but the edges of his lips were curled up in a fierce smile. Gabriel would pay dearly for that later, but for right now Paul loved the way his angel misbehaved.<br/><br/>He leaned into the sensation, arching his back into the pain so that his pectorals swelled under Gabriel's hands. Beneath the water, Paul's dick twitched, dramatic and obvious that he liked it a great deal. It was a sign that Gabriel should do it again. Harder.