Take Advantage.

Now that Dago knew what to expect, he wasn’t feeling so unsure and frightened. He watched carefully as Hanniel moved away to grab something in a small bottle. Dago recognized it as lube. This was a really weird cleansing process, considering all he’d ever heard about the Upstairs and anything to do with sodomy. He glanced around him and saw that Hanniel’s wings weren’t blocking his path anymore. Dago saw his chance and shoved Hanniel forward with all of his might. He found the angel surprisingly susceptible to his demonic strength; Hanniel pitched forward and caught himself on the table in front of him. He was bent at the waist. Perfect.

Dago grabbed Hanniel by the waist and started to unbuckle his belt. He quickly shimmied the angel’s pants down and nearly laughed when he saw that angels apparently went commando. He grabbed Hanniel’s hips and rubbed his still hard cock over his ass. Dago could see Hanniel struggling, but he was far from sympathetic, as he was more than happy to have the roles reversed. Dago wasn’t even planning on killing him because of it, either. He was doing a much fairer job here, in his mind. Dago grabbed at Hanniel’s crotch to be surprised that the myth about angels being without genetalia was very false. Hanniel had a cock that was bigger than Dago’s, from what he was feeling. Soon, Hanniel was making gasping sounds because Dago was lazily stroking him as he was pressing his own member on his ass crack. Hanniel was only making the minimum necessary struggle. Bastard was hard as a rock, Dago knew, so he was probably angry for enjoying this.

Normally, Dago would worry about condoms and things, but he didn’t have that luxury right now. He had a horny and slightly homicidal angel underneath of him; it was better to finish business and get going. He grabbed the bottle of lube from Hanniel’s hand and liberally spread it on his hand. He shoved two fingers into Hanniel’s completely unrelaxed pucker. Hanniel cried out, arching his back in a very artful looking C-shape. Dago didn’t care much, this needed to be quick and dirty, but he had no ill-will toward the angel, hence the use of the tools provided.

Dago applied more lube as he fingered Hanniel, who relaxed quickly, “Fffuck,” he sputtered when Dago removed his fingers.

Dago silently lubed up his own cock and quickly aligned it with Hanniel’s asshole. He pushed forward quickly and confidently, making the angel underneath of him leave claw marks in the table with a pained groan. Dago had to bite his own tongue to prevent himself from making any noise. It was important to this whole business for him to try to make Hanniel forget who was fucking him. He immediately slowed down, but Hanniel was insistently pressing back into him. Dago shook his head in surprise, but grabbed his waist and quickly began to slam his cock back and forth into Hanniel’s ass. He wanted it hard, he’d sure as hell get it.

Hanniel didn’t need any help, apparently. Dago thought he’d hurt him or something because he was very quiet for awhile, but he suddenly made a strangled cry and Dago suddenly felt all of Hanniel’s muscles tighten up on him. Dago realized that he must have cum already and pulled out with a definite pop. Hanniel’s legs were trembling and he had to fight to keep himself upright. Dago took a bit of pity on him and moved him to the floor, where he looked very satisfied, but partly in pain. Dago knew he’d managed to escape **** for right now. He picked up the sheet that Hanniel had stripped from him and made a hasty exit. He didn’t want to stick around to see if the angel was going to be pissed off or not.