Anael

Anael let out a soft chuckle against Robin's lips, and forced himself to stay in place, so he might speak against his mouth. "Like I couldn't possibly take another inch of you, and then -" A small shift of his hips, the angle allowing Robin to push a little further inside him, and Anael made a happy sound, "I do." A kiss, deep and full of both desire and love, as they started to move, hips finding the right rhythm to work off of each other. "Like my entire is buzzing with you." Another, shorter kiss. "Like nothing can be wrong with the world, as long as this exists." By the grace of God, but even now, he thought it best to keep the theology out of his sexual encounters with Robin.