A loud whine slid from his throat. The angel pulled at the demons hair. "Mmm- fuck... Yes..." every resolve he had, every pure notion that told him not to do what he was about to broke, leaving behind a panting, moaning mess. "I want you to do everything you want to do to me. Make me<i>feel something</i>." the angel hissed.<br/><br/>Every stress that the blonde had about the world melted, making him more relaxed. What he had said was right. He wanted to please Adri, the instincts to serve going into this scandalous act. He wanted Adri to do more than just fuck him. After thousands of years the angel wanted to feel pain that was sexually given. He wanted to feel the ache of an erection and the bliss of release. So he repeated. "Do Everything to me..."