Clint made a soft noise of understanding. "I see what this is about," he said, smiling as he rubbed his hand against her thigh. " 'How can a person be happy in surrendering control over to another,' asks the angel who disobeyed the host of Heaven and fought for her freedom. Well, the short answer is that we enjoy it. The longer answer has more to do about how individuals vary in their needs and wants, which I am happy to answer for myself, but I couldn't speak for your brother." He squeezed her thigh. "If you think he's in danger from his vampire Master, say the word, and we'll smite the shit out of him."