She drew in an unnecessary breath, to take in the smell of sex in the air, the scent of his lust intoxicating to her, in its own way. He held her record, for longest amusement- she had yet to get bored of the things she could make the Angel do, the lengths to which he would go to please her.
Making her way over to the bed, she stood over him, watching the drop of liquid run down his length, pooling at the base of him. A finger moved to gather it up, and she spread it obscenely over his lips.
"Happy to see me, are you, pet?" She grinned, a dangerous sort of look, and bent down to kiss him, hard and possessive.