Anbaddon makes a few contented noises as Kane helps him to wash his hair. He is starting to notice that Kane really likes it, though he isn't sure why. He grabs a rag and washes the two of them up as Kane works on his stupidly long hair. Between the two of them they are both clean before long. Abbaddon step out and dries off, tossing a towel to Kane. It was sort of companionable between them.<br/><br/>"You said you wanted to apply some cream? Also... did you want to brush my hair?" He asks. He wasn't sure about this cream other than that Kane had said it would help. He also isn't positive about how much Kane liked his hair so he is testing the waters a bit. He bussies himself rinsing and hanging up his stockings while he waits for Kane's answer. The angel's ass is still bright red and sore from the rough treatment earlier. Kane did quite the number on him.