Sometimes, rarely, Angelo wants Alastor to take over. It's funny that he's the only person Angelo really trusts with that, when all signs should point otherwise. But Alastor's done more for him than anyone else, and despite the little moments of discord, Angelo appreciates him. But right now he knows exactly what he wants, and it's only confirmed by the hard grunting sound he makes as Alastor's hips roll against his. Angelo breaks the kiss, and uses the grip he already has on his neck to turn him around, forcing him up against the cabinet.

He has to wrap an arm tight around his waist, pressing right up against his back, to finish getting his jeans open, and then he yanks them down around his thighs and gets a firm grip on his cock. "You already have enough of me," he says, his lips on the back of his neck, moving down to the curve at the top of his shoulder, which he nips with his teeth. "Stop asking for more."