Jack laughs loudly when he realizes where he's been teleported. "We've got to get my skates off."

But at the same time he grabs Balthazar and yanks him into a demanding kiss. The desperation clear in his touch. He's instantly yanking at the buttons on the angel's shirt, fumbling a little with his slick hands.

"I want you out of this." All of it. He didn't care about public or whatever. All Jack could think about was how fast they could be pressing their naked bodies together.