The struggle had his blood rushing to every part of him and he knew he couldn't hold Abbaddon for long but his brain worked quickly as his hand reached for the glint of the knife he saw. He pulled it from the other and flicked the blade out clearly skilled in handling it as he got on his knees behind Abbaddon and didn't waste time trying to get his pants off as he cut into the fabric. "Better hold still then." He growled but it was clear he knew just how much to press since the blade would just graze the skin in a dangerous tease as he cut into the fabric and then ripped the rest. He stopped when he got enough open to get at his ass properly.<br/><br/>His tongue worked its way down the crevice licking at the opening as he gripped Abbaddon's hips to try and keep him still knowing the angel was not going to be expecting this sort of attention. His other hand still had the blade playing over Abbaddon's inner thigh as if teasing the nerves and the possibility of what the weapon could do but if he felt any tensing in the area he was quick to pull it away. He wasn't looking to hurt the other so much as drive him insane and his mouth working over the sensitive ring of muscle, teasing over it with his tongue piercing wasn't going to make it easy for the poor inexperienced angel.