Anael

Another shiver went up Anael's spine, and he had to force himself not to pull his wings back and out of the way. They were so very, very sensitive right now, every touch an almost too bright spark of sensation. "I am what God wanted me to be," he murmured with his usual candor, and used a hand to cup Robin's face and draw him into another kiss, deep and soulful. Little by little, he was pulling back inside himself, the warmth fading - at least, the one due to his grace leaking out.