"Well of course it might feel like shit. You've just been stabbed by some cowardly bastard who is now enjoying his watery grave thanks to you."

Balthazar sighed and nearly rolled his eyes at his lover's blunt response. He loved him for it and wouldn't have him any other way. Moving to gently lean into the kiss he offered Jack some space before proceeding to make him even more "comfortable."

"I still want to pull those delightful boy shorts of yours off with my teeth."

The angel offering a coy glance as his finger tips trailed up Jack's good thigh, tickling slightly.