Abbaddon listened to Kane speak about porn, vaguely interested. Perhaps he could watxh some later in an educational manner to figure out what else he could do woth Kane in the bedroom. He had not expected his husband to cast the spell to get things started even as they were in the midst of sex themselves. He was in a bit of awe at the magic when Kane started to stroke him, making him gasp as he gripped his husband's thighs. His hips rock backward, absently grinding against the demon. The words sinking into him slowly. He has no idea how to control a spell like that or what he might want them to do, it flusters him a bit. "Uh... Kane I don't... could you...?" He starts to ask.<br/><br/>The spell had seeped into Abbaddon's subconcious though, and read the angel, his latent and unexplored desires. His focus is pulled back to the scene as the more human looking one pulls a knife and the two start to struggle, but playfully. The knife is lost along the way but eventually the human looking on pins the demon face down, ass up, arm twisted behind his back. He fucks the demon roughly, pulling his hair, biting his shoulder, but they both seem to enjoy it. Abbaddon certainly seems to enjoy the view. Once the two of them cum, the demon flips.them and kisses the human gently. Their next session could be described as slow, and loving. Soft touches and tender kisses, slow thrusts and lots of prep. A bit of Kane's repressed desires come out in it as well as the human teases the demon with his long hair, dragging it softly over his body.<br/><br/>Abbaddon is all kinds of hot and bothered now, not realizing the scenes were a reflection of his own desires: sharp objects, fighting for dominance, rough sex, and lovemaking. "Wow Kane that was good..." He breathes out.