Oh, that felt good. Even better now the angel's body was warm and buzzing; his blood stream filled with both mortal and immortal booze. Gasping at the nails digging into his inner thigh he shot Jack a wanton stare.

"One person."

Right now, he wasn't thinking about all the others Jack had slept with but is only focused on wanting to offer the man infinite pleasure. How many orgasms could he achieve with his lover on one night? As for Ziggy, well, did he have Jack's stamina also?