"Those sharp little fangs of yours? Bite me, bitch."

Balthazar smirked and licked his lips in anticipation of what was to come. His cock practically sprung out of his jeans at the light contact with Jack's skilled hand. The cool evening air causing the angel to hiss in pleasure at the temperature change. His cock thick, throbbing and his head purpled and coated in a light sheen.

"You fucking tease."

Would Jack make him beg? That was part of the fun, wasn't it?