"Fuck the damn cat?" Azazel said with a smirk as lips dragged over his, and he pressed his hips into the other man's hard. He could feel that ugly tension slide out of him until he knew that Phoenix was back.
Needy, gullible, adoring Phoenix. There needed to be more like him in the world.
"How about I fuck you, and we leave the cat out of this?" Azazel said, feeling lips against the pulse of his neck, and he ground his hips down hard. "Unless you really want that cat..." His hands pressed into his body hard.