Anael

Anael laughed happily at the one word, clearly not mocking, but approving, and enjoying the moment too much for anything else. "And earthly, at once," he completed, eyes bright, a smile on his lips, his breath short and hot, pushed out of him with each snap of Robin's hips. His hands were on his back, stroking and caressing, following a line of shifting muscle, the dip of his spine, his lips following Robin's jawline.