There was little Samandriel loved more than the feel of fingers in his wings. He moaned lowly into the vampire's mouth as he slipped his fingers out, slicking his cock up and positioning it just so at the vampire's entrance. Waiting wasn't an option when he was being held onto like that.
He pulled back enough from the kiss to watch the vampire's face, fingers stroking adoringly through his hair as he pressed ever so slowly inside him. It took nothing at all to maintain eye contact with the man through this still surprising turn of events, to make sure Carrick knew how much the angel was paying attention, how willing he was to back off if he had to.