Abbaddon laughs at Kane's response. They have a rather nice dinner chatting about his brother and his training. The angel could already see that Reake is growing on Kane, as he does with everyone. Abbaddon had yet to meet and individual that genuinely loathed his older brother. Mostly, he got a lot of eye rolls or smiles when the man was mentioned. Once the food had settled a bit Abbaddon eases his way over to Kane and massages his shoulders a bit. "You seem tense. How about you go lay down on the bed and I can work it out of you." He suggests. Abbaddon was not particularly slu and he knows this. Hence keeping it simple. Kane will probably be onto him but he doubts the demon will suspect what he went and bought today.<br/><br/>Should Kane decide to head into the bedroom it is clear Abbaddon had taken the time to make it look nice. There are soft candles lit but well out of the way of the bed. There are rose petals scattered here and there. The soft smell of vanilla is coming from some insense the angel has burning. The heave blankets have been pullednout of the way and there are soft soft towels sitting on the nightstand next to some massage oils. "Strip off and lay down, I'll be in there in a minute!" He calls. When Kane is out of sight he strips down to his corest, thong, garters, and fishnets. He shits a bit at the feel of the plug inside him, that thing is practically torture. He straps on his heels and fixes his hair. Taking a deep breath he heads toward the room.