Abbaddon tried to stay on a straight path to the bedroom but they bumped into corners and walls all along the way as Kane viciously stripped him of his once lovely and hand taylored tux. Not that he cared much about that but he didn't understand the change in his husband. He was excited to learn about this new aspect of Kane. He fumbled for the door and nearly stumbled to the bed which is why it was so easy for Kane to shove him down on it and pin him there.<br/><br/>Abbaddon probably could have wrestled his way free, but he felt absolutely no desire to as the demon laid his mouth on him. The angel grabs Kane hair, but not roughly. It was all just bery intense and he started to shake. His soft moaning continues as Kane dips lower and lower on his body. He gasps and bucks hard as he is taken inside the demon's mouth. It was a wise move on Kane's part to pin his hips to the bed. "Ah! Kane!" He yells as the demon succeeds in making his toes curl. His knees pull up and he spreads his legs on instinct, making Kane's task easier.<br/><br/>The angel is as hard as a rock and starting to sweat. He rubs his fingers along Kane's skull in soothing circles as he desperately tries to think. Eventually his head clears just enough to reach over and fumble in the nightstand for the bottle of lube Gabriel had left. The other angel said he would need it. "K-Kane..." He says. Abbaddon never stuttered. Never. The demon has turned him into a mess.