Zee reached up and gripped the Demons hair, moaning loudly into the rough kiss. He tilted his head and leaned up, his eyes closed. Moans began spilling from his throat as he trembled. Loud whines mixed into the moans and the angels tongue darted out experimentally, shyly, like the virgin that he was. He began to tug at the demons hair roughly, knees giving out so that the only things that were holding him up were the wall and the demon.