Ein smiled softly, his face growing hot once more with a deep blush of his own. Angel had a way of making him want things, things he had never enjoyed before. He held him close, a deep ache afraid to ever let go. "I am yours. Fill me with your filth." he whispered titling his head to expose his neck and shoulder to the other, "Cleanse yourself pretty Angel, and let this demon unburden you." his voice was soft and full of lust. His body had quickly grown hot and his scent sweet and tangy hung thick in the air around them as an intoxicating haze. As he spoke the fox's hands had moved under Angel's shirt, lifting it up as he caressed the man's sides. The bare flesh of their torso was soon flush.