Abbaddon had trouble understanding what was wrong at first. He would build up, like he was about to burst and then be pulled away suddenly. He cried out in desperation, moaned and groaned as he was built up and even whined as it was sharply pulled away from him. It took him a few times to understand Kane was doing it on purpose, wanted to keep him on the edge. He felt dizzy, consummed by this need Kane was building inside of him.<br/><br/>Opening his mouth, he tried to ask for what he wanted. "Kane... I-I need... Ha!... Shit!" Abbaddon swesr as Kane slides his fingers inside. He hadn't expected that part of him to be so sensitive. When Kane touched deep inside of him he saw stars. A few more prods had Abbaddon practically screaming, and another rather interesting response... his wings popped out. The trembling angel couldn't keep the gloriously warm and white things under control when the demon worked his body this way. Abbaddon is certainly losing himself.<br/><br/>Finally he gets out what he wanted to say before. "Kane... Need you. Need sex." He pants out. He reaches out with his feet and manages to push Kane's pants and underwear off his hips to pool around his ankles, finally getting a good look at his husband.