Between Jack's feelings and the feeling of his fingers on his feathers, Anael could not have been any more in love with what they were sharing just then. His Grace responded instinctively, bathing them in a warm glow. And when Jack pressed his face to Anael's wing, the angel did nothing to hold back the soft moan that pulled out of him.
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Date: 2016-11-21 02:47 pm (UTC)