Angel still rocked his hand inside him a few more strokes, then pushed further, reveling at the way his muscles massaged his knuckle with the motion. They tightened then loosened, welcoming the intrusion as he bore into him.  "Your voice is so sweet, Ein. I can't resist you, begging so softly..." he tucked his thumb and pushed in and nearly came again as soon as his wrist was hugged by his muscles.