Angel tilted his head down as Ein leaned close, watching his lips with every word.  The luxury of doing whatever you wanted, ignoring the rules or what was best, just to give into pleasure for the moment. It seemed so wrong, so far from what he'd forced on himself since Celia left.  Not that he was a criminal, but to be a good dad, he had to set a good example and a routine for his son. Sex life took a back burner. Order and work became his new spouse. Despite all that, Angel found himself nodding his head, still fixated on Ein's lips, the wringing of his hands froze. "....yes." he sighed. He leaned close enough to feel the heat of Ein's breath warm his lips, then even closer, whispering yes yet again, right against his lips.