The angels eyes flared gold as the demon stripped himself- a rare occurance for when angels felt want. At the question, the angel shook his head. "N-no... No lube... I dont have any-." he panted out. Lust made his pupils dark. He raked his fingers over the dominant males stomach. He was whimpering as he looked at the demon. "What would w-work as a substitute?"<br/><br/>the angel loved this. He wanted the demon to fuck him and wreck him. To make sure the only pleasure he knew was given by someone so filthy in nature. The angel had forgotten his task, and everything else for that matter. All he knew was the male above him and the bed below.