“Mikhail.” Andrew grunted and Mikhail kissed a path down his neck, lips, teeth, and tongue driving him mad. “f**k me. Now.”
“Thought you said you didn’t bottom,” Mikhail whispered on his throat, one hand slipping between them to cup Andrew through the thin pants. The angel gave Andrew’s prick a firm squeeze, fingers stroking.
Andrew gasped, head falling back to the wall with a thud. “I-I don’t…” Need rocked through him, every touch from Mikhail ratcheting the heat up another notch. “Mikhail…” His pants were ripped off his body and Andrew grabbed Mikhail’s hair, moaning into the angel’s mouth the moment skin touched skin.
Mikhail turned them and put Andrew on the bed, poised over him, one hand braced beside Andrew’s head. “Let me in,” he murmured on Andrew’s lips as he parted Andrew’s le
