Indeed, Arden's powerful hands eventually slide - one up, to trace a ticklish pattern over Eris' back where wing meets shoulderblade - and the other down, to knead the demon's ass and draw him closer still, until there was nothing but skin, hot and sticky and throbbing, pressed against them. All the while, his tongue twines around Eris' as he 'fights' the demon, trying unsuccessfully to overpower him, distract him until all he could think of was the fallen angel's hard body ....