Angel’s lips were soft and welcoming. They stood in the tiny living-s***h-dining room, kissing passionately, and Three mused that he could do this forever. He vaguely felt the body he was wearing react to the stimulation, but he was concentrating too hard on caressing and kissing to pay attention to anything else.
He let Angel lead them into the bedroom, where they sank onto the mattress together, not willing to break free of their embrace. Angel pulled Three on top of him and sent the devil’s senses into anarchic chaos when he moved their groins together.
“Ah!” Three cried out in surprise, then: “What’s that?”
Angel smirked. The lights were out, but Three saw the man’s features below him clearly in the light of the moon.
“You mean this?” Angel asked, all innocence, and flexed his hip
