Adriel sank deep into the angel, inch by glove-tight inch, taking his sweet time, reveling in the feel of Zee surrounding him. He couldn't have stopped if his life depended on it. Not when Ezekiel felt this good, hot and willing beneath him, all whimpering cries and delicious, needy noises.<br/><br/>When he finally bottomed out, he stared down at the blond, marveling at the way he felt. He leaned down, kissing the other man with surprising gentleness. "You feel...perfect," Adriel murmured against his lips, one hand roaming over pale, smooth skin, mapping out every inch, every dip, every valley, all the curves and angles.<br/><br/>Finally, his self control at its limit, he pulled himself out and thrust back in, slowly fucking Ezekiel. The second push inside was as good as the first. With a groan, he started to fuck the angel faster, building up speed and momentum. Soon he was slamming into Zee, his rhythm brutal and punishing.<br/><br/>"You like this? Like being<i>fucked</i>raw like this? Look at you, taking my cock so deep. Nngh, yeah-- just like that, take every inch of my dick." The filthy words dripped from his lips, like second nature. "Mm, look at you, I bet you love this, love being fucked up your sweet, tight ass. Say it, Ezekiel, tell me you love this."